#minseok fanfic

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Kinktober Day 6

Age Gap/Power Imbalance: Xiumin

!dom Xiumin

It was a chance meeting, you and Minseok. At a work function, not yours, but your father’s business. Minseok is the deputy manager, at executive level not far below that of your CEO father, and not much younger than him either. You were drinking alone at one of the tables when he came and introduced himself to you, and you were instantly intrigued by those cat-like eyes of his. Black hair, slicked back off his forehead, only accentuated his features more.

“I recognise you from the photos in his office,” He tells you, “Your father gushes about you, and I can see why. A pretty young girl like you shouldn’t be here alone, though.”

You catch on quicker than you let it seem, playing innocent and confused, seeing the way that it entices him. You are fascinated, and a little intimidated by the man’s status. You want to seem more mature, as he is so much older than you are, and you feel privileged to be getting all of this attention from him.

“I’m not alone anymore,” You reply sweetly, although your intention is not quite so sweet, “Unless you weren’t planning on hanging around?”

Minseok smirks as he sits down beside you, his arm resting on the table right by your hand, “I wasn’t planning on going anywhere without you.”

There is no way you could say no to him, accepting every drink he gets for you with gracious thanks, as you follow him around like a lost puppy. He has you won over so easily, just the way that he wanted. No second thoughts or hesitation as you follow him out to his car when the night gets late, not caring to let your father know where you are going, but it’s not like he ever cared about your whereabouts anyway, only wanting you at these events for his own appearance.

“Why do you only call your father by his first name?” Minseok asks you as his chauffeur pulls up at his house, “I don’t even have the courage to do that.”

You roll your eyes at him, taking his hand to exit the car, “He’s not worthy of the title, it is as simple as that.”

Minseok squeezes your hand in his as he leads you to the front door, “I’m sorry to hear that, little one. You deserve to be taken care of.”

The way that makes you feel is crazy, butterflies stir in your stomach as you follow him into his house. It is so nice, very bachelor style, top-to-bottom spotless clean, modern architecture, very telling of his wealth, but coming from your own lifestyle, of course you like that. Minseok doesn’t take his eyes off you for a moment, not while you remove your heels, sighing out as you stretch your feet for the first time all night, and you straighten up to meet his gaze once more.

“Why did you invite me over?” You ask with an air of innocence, you know the reason, but you want to hear it from him.

“Like I said,” He responds as he pulls you closer to him, “You deserve to be taken care of.”

He kisses you before you can reply, knocking the breath out of you, his hands moving, one settling at the back of your neck, and the other on your waist. You whimper meekly, fingers tangling in his hair as you so easily fall apart. It feels… illegal although it isn’t, to be with someone so far your senior, but that doesn’t stop you from following him down the hallway, items of clothing falling off you both as you go. He is unreal, his body is perfect, and it is obvious that he feels the same way about you.

“Good girl,” He purrs as you straddle his hips, lowering yourself down onto his cock, “Feels good, doesn’t it?”

It didn’t take you long to get here, after he warmed you up, made you cum with his fingers alone, he directed you to this position and you so eagerly followed his demands. You reach a new level of subspace, loving the attention that he gives you more than any other man ever had. He has you exactly where he wanted, and you couldn’t care less about how easily you gave in.

“Daddy!” You cry out as he fills you with ease, “Need you to help, please?”

Minseok chuckles, guiding your hips, lifting you up to drop you down again, helping you ride him. You are grateful for his strength as your thighs begin to burn, and he rolls you over onto your back to hover over you and fuck you from this position instead. He is much more deserving of the title, turned on immensely by the age gap, by the imbalance between you, and you are equally the part.

“My little girl,” He murmurs, thrusting harder as he feels his orgasm nearing, “Gonna keep you forever, I think, and there’s nothing anyone could do about it.”

Your eyes roll back in your head, spine arching as your own release overwhelms you. Slurred moans, cries, nails dragging down his back and marks left in their wake.

“You’ll do anything I tell you, won’t you?” He asks, laughing as you nod before he finishes speaking, “I know better, I have so much more experience than you.”

You feel his cock twitch, and release, filling you up without a second thought about whether you are on protection - thank god you are - only caring that he makes it known to you that he is so very much in control here, and you have no say in that at all.

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𝐆𝐔𝐀𝐑𝐃𝐈𝐀𝐍

𝐊𝐈𝐌 𝐌𝐈𝐍𝐒𝐄𝐎𝐊 / 𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐃𝐄𝐑

in a world where guardians remained concealed from human eyes, minseok found himself at the heart of a cosmic shift when you, a reluctant demon, were forced to follow the new rules of the astral realm, which led to you coming in direct contact with your human. but, you weren't the only one with powers; minseok had somehow managed to chip away at your icy demeanour with ease.

𝐆𝐄𝐍𝐑𝐄: guardian au, fluff

𝐖𝐎𝐑𝐃 𝐂𝐎𝐔𝐍𝐓: 7.6k

𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐒: alcohol consumption, kissing, minor mentions of death

𝐑𝐀𝐓𝐈𝐍𝐆: teen

BEFORE ANYONE COMES AT MY HEAD i originally wrote this last year as a secret santa gift but i deleted my account so i'm slowly reposting all my old stories. if you've read it before and it seems a little bit different, it's because i rewrote it to fit my current writing style, but the story ends exactly the same as it did before. if this is your first time reading it, hiiiii i hope you like it <3

Minseok’s eyes stirred beneath his eyelids, the gentle caress of the morning sun coaxing him awake. As much as he tried to cling to the remnants of sleep, he just couldn’t fight it off much longer. His eyes fluttered open, and he found himself gazing at the ceiling, his voice a mumbled whisper, oblivious to the presence in the room.

Since midnight, you’d been silently watching him, waiting for the moment he woke up so you could step out of the shadows and introduce yourself. It was a new rule imposed by the astral realm, an attempt to strengthen the bond between humanity and astral beings. However, you preferred the old way – the anonymity of helping from the background. The new rule didn’t entirely change that, so you begrudgingly accepted it.

Slowly, you channelled your energy into materialising before him. As expected, his mouth opened in a silent scream, terror etched across his face. You sighed; humans were so predictable.

“Sorry, I just hate unnecessary noise. I hope you understand,” you said, your insincerity thinly veiled.

“Who the hell are you? Are you doing this?” he mouthed, his voice still imprisoned, yet the terror and slight anger were very much felt by you.

“Your guardian demon, and yes,” you responded. Simultaneously, you unleashed enough energy to make your eyes glow, further evidence that you weren’t just an intruder who broke into his home. “And no, I’m not from hell,” you added, already foreseeing the inevitable question.

You restored his voice, observing as the panic in his eyes gradually shifted into confusion. A million questions brewed within him, and despite your eagerness to leave, you were open to answering a few of them.

“Are you sure you don’t mean angel? Guardian angel?” he asked cautiously.

You might have taken offence to his question had it not been for the familiarity of it all. Humans, you learned, instinctively recoiled at the mere mention of the word ‘demon,’ their minds clouded by preconceived notions. Still, you hoped for just one person to recognise the ‘guardian; aspect of your title.

“If I meant angel, I would’ve said it,” you responded dryly. “There’s a shortage of active guardian angels. Most of them retired because they can’t handle the burden of constant moral purity. It takes a saint to secure an angel these days, but I’d say you’re very close to it.”

Your knowledge was meticulous; you had been presented with a biography of sorts, outlining the key facet’s about your human’s existence. His biggest offence appeared to be his casual alcohol consumption, which you didn’t think was a major issue; just stupidity. Regardless, whether you were an angel or demon, your goal was clear – protect him. How you went about it, however, differed from the angelic approach.

His brows arched, a flurry of questions battling in his mind. Though, you couldn’t peer into his thoughts, you knew exactly what question he wanted to know the answer to most of all: ‘What the hell is happening?’

But, you wouldn’t answer it, because it was take too long to explain why humans were so self-destructive that they couldn’t navigate existence alone, and why astral beings, like ethereal lifeguards, were compelled to rescue them from their own abyss of recklessness. It was all too intricate to unravel in a few minutes.

“This is… so overwhelming,” he murmured.

“You’ll get used to it,” you assured him. “You won’t be seeing much of me anyway,” you mentioned, thought you purposely left out that only he wouldn’t be able to see you, and that you’d be with him every second of every day. You’d learned to keep that detail to yourself after seeing how unsettled your last human became at the thought of being constantly monitored.

“When can I see you?” he asked.

“Fascinating,” you hummed. “Just a moment ago, you were terrified. Now you want to know when you can see me.”

A blush tinted his cheeks, his words stumbling as he tried to clear up the misunderstanding. “N-No, it’s just… curiosity, that’s all. I’m not trying to— I mean, you’re very pre—”

“Calm down; I’m joking,” you interrupted, shaking your head. Humans were so easily flustered; it was almost comical. “You’ll see me if I decide to use enough energy to show up.”

“Ah, alright,” he nodded. “Can anyone else see you, or is it just me?”

“Just you,” you confirmed. While you could, theoretically, reveal yourself to everyone, it would take a significant toll on your energy, and you would only be visible for a fleeting moment. “I assume you don’t have any more questions, right?”

“Well, actually—”

“Great, then I’ll leave. I use so much energy to be here, and I appreciate your consideration in saving your questions for later. Goodbye!”

With that, you vanished, at least to his perception. You watched him cycle through a spectrum of emotions, trying to wrap his head around what had just happened before he finally abandoned his questions and rolled out of bed.

Minseok led an uneventful existence, something that worked well for you. One of your past humans had perpetually kept you on edge, courting danger with every reckless choice. Minseok, however, gave you the opportunity to do nothing but observe – his meticulous cleaning, cooking, his commitment to physical fitness, and his occasional meetings with his friends.

It was only two weeks later that you found yourself anxiously monitoring him as he walked around his friend’s house, where you watched him consume drink after drink, almost robotically. As the night went on, their recklessness escalated, and your heart plummeted on multiple occasions, fearing that you would have to intervene. But, Minseok managed to stop himself from going too far each time. Still, every movement sent anxiety coursing through your veins.

Yet, somehow, you managed to find endearment in his drunken laughter.

His giggles had a melodic quality, a contagious joy that infected everyone around him; even you. Despite your unease, you couldn’t help but smile whenever he did, regardless of how unfunny the joke was. There was something irresistible about his sparkling eyes and infectious laughter that tugged at your heart.

However, by the time he got home, all his laughter turned into groans as the consequences of his excessive drinking took root. He collapsed onto his bed, silently begging his vision to stabilise, each deep breath a defence against the impending nausea. All you could do was shake your head.

“Put me out of my misery,” he pleaded, and you sensed that it was directed at you.

So, you showed up at the foot of his bed, heaving a disapproving sigh. “I can’t help you. You knew what would happen if you drank as much as you did. This isn’t your first time, and it definitely won’t be your last.”

“It will,” he asserted, covering his face before groaning into his palms. “I swear, I’m never drinking again,” he vowed, though even he understood the hollowness of his promise.

“Minseok,” you sighed. “Let’s be realistic.”

An unusual silence settled between you, Minseok removing his hands from his face, his gaze fixed on the ceiling as a faint smile danced on his lips. “You called my name,” he said softly.

You narrowed your eyes, your glare directed at him. “I did. So?”

“I… don’t know,” he sighed. “I just realised that I don’t know your name. Do you even have a name?”

“My name isn’t important,” you replied. “I’m here solely to protect you.”

“That’s not fair; you know my name,” he protested, lips forming a pout. You couldn’t suppress a faint twitch at the corners of your lips, which quickly dissipated as if it were a muscle spasm.

“If I had a choice, I wouldn’t bother learning it.”

“You’re lying,” he said, a smile gracing his lips. “It’s cute when you do that.”

A strange sensation tugged at you, a knot unravelling deep within your chest. You took in two deep breaths, attempting to banish the feeling before you spoke again. Your voice, usually brimming with confidence, faltered.

“You can’t even see me,” you said, your words bearing a vulnerability your hardly showed. “Just… lie on your side,” you instructed.

“Why? Is it because you want me to look at you?” he asked.

“No, you absolute idiot,” you retorted, a hint of exasperation in your voice. “I’m on even at the side of the bed. It’s because you drank a lot, and you’re going to feel even more nauseous within the next thirty minutes. Now lie on your side before I do it for you. And I promise, you won’t like it if I have to move you.”

He let out a thoughtful hum and complied, shifting to his side, exhaling audibly. For a moment, it seemed like he had fallen asleep, but then he stirred and you heard his voice again.

“I have a question.”

“An endless amount, I assume,” you sighed. “What is it?”

“Were you born a demon? If not, why did you choose to be a demon? What's the difference between and angel and a demon? Oh—”

“I’m shocked you have the energy to ask so many questions considering your stomach is fighting a war right now,” you remarked.

“Talking distracts me,” he explained, punctuated by a deep inhale.

You rolled your eyes, and though you outwardly expressed annoyance, you couldn’t help but admire his persistence despite the fact that he was still afraid of you. However, you also expected his newfound bravery would fade once the alcohol did.

“Fine. I was born a demon, and there isn’t much of a difference between demons and angels physically; we only have different wings. Angels are generally always good, though, while demons can range from good to morally reprehensible,” you clarified.

“Where do you fall, then?” he asked.

Your position lied somewhere in between, though you were much closer to being good than you would have liked to admit. You still wanted him to fear you, so you opted for ambiguity, allowing the uncertainty to linger. “I’ll let you figure it out yourself,” you replied, moving to the side of the bed and sitting cross-legged to be at his eye level. You’d felt something a moment ago, and you had to look into his eyes for extra confirmation; he was feeling slightly better.

He blinked, a lopsided, tired smile forming on his lips. “I’ve been taught that all demons are evil and violent, but you’re really nice, I think,” he commented, his voice tinged with a hint of drowsiness. “Granted, this is only my second time talking to you, but I’ve been told I’m really good at reading people.”

“What are you talking about? I haven’t been nice to you at all,” you retorted, suppressing your own amusement. He was lucky that you had no intentions of killing him. “You just think that I’m pretty. That’s the only reason you want to believe I’m nice.”

“How do you know— Oh, wait,” he chuckled, realisation dawning. “I kinda said that the first time we met, didn’t I?”

You nodded. “Yes, you did.”

“Well, I do think you’re pretty,” he admitted. “And maybe I am blinded by how I look at you. I don’t know,” he mused. “Do you think I’m pretty?”

The air in the room thickened, your entire body reacting to his question with a sudden intensity you couldn’t fathom. You swallowed hard before responding with a stammer.

“Why do you want to know?” you asked, your voice faltering. “Does my opinion really matter?”

“I’m just curious,” he replied with a yawn. “You don’t have to answer, though. Not that I can force you, anyway.”

You sighed, realising there was no harm in answering him. “Yes, I do think you’re pretty,” you admitted, surprised at the pressure that seemed to swallow your entire being, despite the insignificance of the statement. “But that doesn’t change—”

“Really?” His voice pitched higher with excitement, his lips stretching into a broad smile. He then proceeded to turn his glee into a song, consisting of the lyrics ‘my demon thinks I’m pretty’ on a harmonious loop.

You rolled your eyes and stifled his voice for a second, just to remind him of what you were capable of. But, despite that, you couldn’t hold back the smile that came to your lips. He was such a peculiar human, but not necessarily in a bad way.

The only problem was that your chest would not calm down.

“Just go to sleep. You’re clearly tired.”

He pouted and hummed, just to make sure his voice was back. “Are you tired?”

Considering you’d been there for a while, you should have been. But, you had enough energy to last for centuries, though it wasn’t concerning enough for you to think about it for too long. “Worry about yourself,” you replied. “Good night, Minseok.”

Then you were gone.

He fell asleep shortly after you left, and you watched him sleep soundly throughout the night, while you were left with nothing but your thoughts. Namely, trying to figure out why Minseok stood out to you so much after one drunken interaction.

He was far from being the most outlandish human you’d ever come across, nor was he interesting. And yet, he made you… curious. Which didn’t happen often, because you’d spent so much time on earth, so much time around humans, that you’d already found the answers to most of your questions.

Before you knew it, sunlight filtered through the blinds, casting warm, patterned light on his face. He opened his eyes with a groan for only a second before he sat up with his eyes squeezed shut and his head in his hands, whispered curses tumbling past his lips.

All of this just to end up drinking again. You couldn’t help but sigh.

His splitting headache kept him sluggish for most of the day, unable to do much but eat light meals, take pain killers, and try his best to stay far away from bright lights. It was only when the sun began to set that he seemed to feel a little better. Though still not his usual self, he had garnered enough energy to make himself a proper meal.

You watched him comb through the cupboards and refrigerator until he finally decided on something and started gathering everything he needed while muttering something about needing to go grocery shopping soon.

He looked at all the ingredients laid out before him with his lips pursed and hands on his hips. “By the way, thanks for being there for me last night. I’m sorry if I said anything weird. I know it’s not an excuse, but I was drunk, and... I’m starting to feel a little insane here,” he sighed, shoulders falling. “I’m... talking to dead air, aren’t I? Can you even hear me?”

You could have easily ignored him, let him believe that he was talking to himself and move on, but for some reason, it didn’t feel right to do that. So, you appeared right next to him, causing him to leap halfway in the air.

“Why are you scared? You were talking to me, weren’t you?”

He clutched his chest, while his other hand held the counter to make up for his unreliable knees. “I was but... you can’t just show up like that! You could’ve warned me first,” he said, breathless.

You pursed your lips then shook your head. “I don’t think so. Scaring you is a lot more fun.”

After taking a moment to catch his breath, he stood up straight and cleared his throat. “Anyway, like I was saying, I can’t exactly remember much of what was said last night, but I do remember calling you pretty, and you calling me pretty…”

Your heart raced at the memory, but you managed to not let it show outwardly, responding with a casual shrug. “Yeah, I know. I was there.”

“Well… I’m sorry,” he apologized once again.

“For calling me pretty?”

“No! I mean, yes… but, I just thought I made you uncomfortable, you know? I do think you’re pretty, but…” He paused, then soughed out a laugh, shaking his head. “You just wanted me to call you pretty again.”

It wasn’t your intention; you just wanted to tease him a little, to make him scramble to find the right words so that you would spare his life. But hearing him call you pretty again…

“Nope. But, if you wanna say it again, I won’t stop you.”

He laughed again, this time deep from his chest, dramatically throwing his head back. “You’re really funny,” he whispered. “So, um… I’m about to cook dinner. Do you eat regular… well, um… human food? If so, you can stay if you want to.”

“Well, normally I don’t. Astral beings don’t have to eat,” you explained. “But, I do indulge in human food from time to time, so I guess I can have dinner with you.”

“Doesn’t it get boring? Not eating, I mean.”

“Kinda,” you shrugged. “That’s why I eat human food whenever I can. Though, we can’t eat every day; it makes us sluggish, and I kind of have to be on alert at all times to make sure nothing happens to you.”

“Oh,” he said with a small frown. “I was hoping we could do this again if it went well.”

“Why would you want to do that?” You cocked your head slightly to the side, raising an eyebrow. It was baffling that he wasn’t afraid of you, and instead of actively trying to keep you away, he was being friendly and welcoming. You hadn’t done anything to warrant him being so inviting, and while it was a nice surprise, it only left you with questions that you couldn’t immediately find an answer to.

The biggest one being, why did speaking to him make your chest feel like it held a fluttering bird?

“I don’t know,” he shrugged. “Is it weird?”

“Incredibly weird. Don’t I scare you?” You knew that you hadn’t done much for him to cower in fear, but the mere fact that you were a demon was usually enough for humans to express nothing but sheer terror. And yet here he was, inviting you to have dinner with him, and being disappointed that you couldn’t eat with him every day. Minseok was truly the strangest human you had ever come across.

“A little, yes,” he answered. “Not that you’re a monster or anything; it’s just—”

“Oh, I get it. You’re being nice to me so I won’t kill you.”

“I’ve thought about it, I can’t lie. And I can’t completely say that it’s not lingering somewhere in my mind. I’m not just being nice because I don’t want you to kill me; I’m being nice because you haven’t done anything to hurt me. Besides, you’re nice in your own way,” he said, his voice trembling slightly with nervousness.

“I just can’t understand you,” you mumbled as he turned away from you. “Anyway, um… I’ll come back when I feel like you’re done.”

“Alright,” he nodded. “I won’t be too long.”

He was true to his word, but you observed how he fretted over every detail, agonising over whether the onions and garlic had spend too much time in the frying pan, if he’d been too generous with the cheese, or if the salt had been overly abundant. He was quite stressed the entire time.

When he finally finished, he set two plates on the dining table and sat down, anxiously awaiting your arrival. And so you did, startling him once again as you took your seat directly across from him.

“I’m glad you came back. I was genuinely afraid that you wouldn’t,” he confessed with a nervous laugh, gesturing towards the pasta in front of you with a nod. “Please let me know what you think. I’m eager to hear your thoughts.”

You weren’t very picky; most human food was good to you, but you allowed him to sit at the edge of his seat, attempting unsuccessfully to appear nonchalant as he watched you take your first bite.

To your surprise, the meal was not just good; it was amazing. You raised your eyebrows and let out a contented hum. Then you watched as his shoulders relaxed a bit as he smiled down at his own food. “It’s really good. I’m genuinely surprised by how delicious it is.”

“Thank you,” he hummed. “I remember the last time I made this.”

You remembered as well. He made it for his friend, Kyungsoo, so he could critique it since he valued his culinary expertise. His response was that it lacked flavour, and although he was somewhat disappointed, it appeared that he’d taken the advice to heart.

Yet, you listened as if you knew nothing, as he recounted stories about his friends, his childhood, and events from just hours ago. His enthusiasm for sharing his life story with you was kind of endearing, and at some point, it began to feel like you were hearing them for the first time. You even found yourself asking questions that you already knew the answers too.

Both of you had finished your meal, but you remained seated and talked for nearly two hours, laughter filling the air. It felt like you’d only been there for a fleeting moment, even after eating human food. What was even more confusing was that you were actually looking forward to staying a bit longer.

“I’ve been talking about myself so much, but you haven’t told me anything about yourself,” he remarked. “So… tell me about yourself,” he said, now significantly more at ease than when you first showed up that evening.

“What would you like to know? And before you ask, I won’t tell you my name.”

“Damn,” he muttered. “Well, what did you do before becoming a guardian?”

“Do you really wanna know that?”

“Yes,” he nodded. “Unless it’s something you’d rather not talk about.”

“I don’t mind; it’s just not very interesting,” you replied with a shrug. “Well, demons aren’t born; we’re spawned, whether it’s from anger, joy, or annoyance. In my case, I was spawned from my father’s grief. His wife was banished from the astral realm, and he couldn’t see her again, so he cried until I materialised from his tears. Naturally, my purpose from then on was to help humans deal with grief by appearing in their dreams as their loved ones, specifically to help then find closure and move forward. After a few years, I was allowed to give that up, and then I started allowing humans to summon me for favours, and eventually I got tired of that and became a guardian.”

He sat there, hanging on every word you uttered, nodding as if genuinely interested. “So, why did you choose to become a guardian?”

It was a question you had when you had initially become a guardian; why, when you had such disdain for humans for as long as you could remember? The simple answer was that you didn’t truly despise humanity as a whole; most were just a bit insufferable. There were both good and bad people, just as there were both good and bad demons.

But, you didn’t say any of this. Instead, you said, “Because humans are idiots.”

“Fair enough,” he acknowledged. “Well, tonight has been amazing. I’d love to learn more about you, but you’re probably tired, so I guess it’s time to wrap this up.”

“I suppose so,” you concurred, still unwilling to decipher what your newfound boundless energy meant, although you were starting form a suspicion.

“I’m not entirely sure what happens when you leave, but have a… safe journey home? I’m not sure.”

You nodded, but you didn’t leave immediately. Instead, you gazed at him while an odd sensation swirled in your stomach, accompanied by even more perplexing thoughts coursing through your mind. Eventually, you took a deep breath and spoke. “Can we… make this a weekly thing?”

His eyes widened slightly, and he glanced around before meeting your gaze once more. “Do you genuinely mean that, or are you just being sarcastic?”

“I mean it,” you affirmed. “If it means that much to you, then…” You couldn’t even admit to yourself that it was more for your sake than his. Acknowledging that would have felt like surrendering your last shred of dignity.

“Well, thank you. I’d love to do this every week,” he chuckled, a smile gracing his lips as he pushed his hair away from his face. “Good night.”

“Good night, Minseok.”

And so a new routine was established.

You weren’t particularly rigid, accustomed to finding yourself in peculiar situations, but falling into a routing with Minseok proved much easier than anticipated. You would show up every time he called you, and sometimes you would share a meal, but you always stayed by his side as he cooked, staying for about an hour after he finished eating before returning to your distant observation.

This pattern persisted for about a month before Minseok decided to change things up a bit.

“I kind of feel like watching a movie now,” he remarked as he cleared your plates. “Do you have enough energy to stay, or is that asking too much?”

“It depends,” you mused. “What are we watching?”

“Well...”

You rolled your eyes, his response giving away the answer. “It’s a demon movie, isn’t it?” You chuckled lightly when he nodded meekly. “You’re so predictable, but sure, why not. I assume you expect me to point out the inaccuracies, right?”

“I thought it might be fun,” he mumbled.

“You’re so...” You bit your tongue, refraining from completing your sentence with the word ‘adorable.’ You shook your head, attempting to banish that thought, but it persisted, echoing in your mind as he gazed at you with those enchanting eyes. You released a sigh and closed your eyes briefly. “Let’s just watch the movie.”

As the movie began, it followed the typical horror movie narrative: a fresh start after enduring a terrible storm, optimism for a brighter future, and an obliviousness to the strange occurrences in their new home.

Demons didn’t haunt for the sake of it; they only did so to fulfil a favour. Toying with humans was not particularly entertaining, after all.

As the plot unfolded, the demon grew bolder, directly attacking anyone in the house, displaying mindless and violent tendencies. You had watched numerous demon movies with awful depictions of demons, and while you couldn’t claim this was the worst, it was certainly far from the best.

You observed Minseok squirming in his seat, and a thought crossed your mind: was that how he perceived you? A thoughtless, violent monster?

A sinking feeling settled in your stomach. Initially, you had wanted him to be scared of you, but now you weren’t so sure. You released a frustrated sigh, a range of emotions coursing through you.

You continued watching the movie, and near its conclusion, you became aware of how heavy your eyelids had become. You guessed you had become too accustomed to your recent boundless energy, and now it was catching up with you. But you couldn’t afford to sleep; you couldn’t simply leave Minseok unattended because you had been careless with your energy management.

Yet each blink brought a sense of bliss, and your eyes remained closed for a fraction longer each time. Then you heard Minseok’s frantic voice, momentarily bringing alertness back to your body.

“What’s wrong?” you asked, watching as his panic escalated.

“You kept... flickering. One moment you were here, then gone, then back again,” he explained with a growing sense of urgency. “Are you...”

“Dying? No, that’s impossible. I’m just tired, and I’m having trouble maintaining—”

Before you could finish your sentence, you realised you had vanished once more, and Minseok was, once again, in a state of panic.

“Damn, was it the food?”

You took a deep breath and exerted more energy, although with your exhaustion, you appeared as if you were a ghost, your physical form translucent. “Calm down. I’m fine.”

He took a few deep breaths to regain his composure and nodded. “Sorry, I just... I’m worried about you. What happens when you sleep?”

“Don’t worry about me; worry about yourself. If I fall asleep, you’ll be vulnerable. I can’t allow that.”

He took a moment to contemplate, a bit too long, as your body began to slowly fade from his view. When he finally realised, a torrent of words tumbled from his mouth. “I won’t do anything stupid; I’ll be extra cautious. I’ll stay away sharp objects, watch my step, I won’t eat solid food—”

“I’m not going to sleep.”

“Please? I’m concerned about you.”

You sighed as he regarded you with those eyes again. For a human, he possessed more power than he was aware of. “If you die while I’m asleep, I’ll find your soul and torment you for the rest of eternity.”

“I’m okay with that,” he said with a smile. “Good night... I still don’t know your name.”

A gut feeling urged you to simply tell him. There was no harm in it, after all. And maybe, it was the first step toward dispelling his fear of you. With the last remnants of your energy, you uttered your name.

And for the brief moment you were awake after vanishing from his sight, you witnessed him smile and silently mouth the syllables.

You woke up the following morning, invigorated and rejuvenated, while Minseok occupied an uncomfortable spot on the couch, his mouth slightly agape. Had he really spent the entire night there? His eyelids fluttered open, as if sensing your presence, and he stretched his arms above his head, his gaze scanning the room in a half-asleep haze before he murmured your name.

You were already regretting your decision.

“Did you stay here all night?” you asked, appearing before him. He greeted you with a faint smile and a drowsy ‘good morning’ before stretching again.

“I didn’t realize how tired I was until after you left, so I kind of crashed on the couch.”

“Well, your muscles are probably stiff now, but at least you managed to keep yourself alive. I’m proud of you.”

“Thank you,” he replied with a smile. “And I’m sorry for asking for so much from you.”

“It’s not entirely your fault. I don’t blame you,” you assured him. “It might not seem like it, but astral beings are very emotional, and we tend to be affected by strong emotions. The movie kind of... bothered me,” you reluctantly confessed.

“I understand,” he nodded. “I feel guilty.”

“Well, don’t. I’m alright, and so are you. That’s all that matters.”

He beamed, chuckling a bit as he softly called your name under his breath. “You’re being oddly nice. I like it; it’s adorable.”

You laughed and shook your head, rolling your eyes. “Alright, Minseok; are you gonna make a habit of saying my name for no reason?”

He shrugged, “Maybe.”

“Goodbye.”

You continued your routine of meeting once a week, though Minseok had become extra cautious, asking you a million times if you were sure it was a good choice whenever you asked him for food, and only giving you the tiniest portion when he finally relented.

It would have been annoying if not for the fact that it was a bit endearing.

It took a month for him to let down his guard a bit, suggesting a movie.

“It’s a romantic comedy; no demons, I swear. Just two humans falling in love and making lame jokes along the way,” he promised. “If you think you can’t handle it, please let me know.”

“I don’t like romance,” you replied. “But I don’t care enough to have strong emotions towards it.”

“You don’t strike me as the type. Probably because it’s unrealistic, I assume.”

“I don’t like that you know me this well.”

“I mean, it’s only natural; I’ve been spending a lot of time with you. You’ve mentioned how you feel like humans have an idealised view of life and it makes us stupid,” he recalled. “But, like I’ve said before, that’s what makes life exciting. So, yeah, it’s a corny movie, but it’s fun, and I like laughing.”

“How do you know it’s not because I’ve never experienced romance? That I only feel the way I do because it’s not something I’m familiar with and I’m desperate to know how it feels to be in someone’s loving embrace?”

“As gorgeous as you are? I find that hard to believe that you don’t have all the other astral beings lining up to be with you.”

“Flattery gets you nowhere.”

You hadn’t exactly experienced romance, not to the extent that you felt like you should have; only a few flash-in-the-pan relationships that you hardly cared to even consider actual relationships. So, there was a bit of truth in your sarcasm.

“It might; you never know.”

He played the movie, and it started out exactly how you had expected. A perpetually overwhelmed woman who refused to admit that she had feelings for her annoying male friend in fear of ruining their friendship, and also because she felt like he was far out of her league, despite the fact that he was sending signals that he was interested in her as well.

You couldn’t deny that the movie was funny; just in an ironic way, not because the jokes were actually funny. Though, Minseok seemed to think otherwise, but you guessed you shouldn’t be surprised; it didn’t take much to make him laugh.

Though you still found yourself paying full attention to the movie until you heard Minseok calling your name.

“Can I put my arm around you?”

“...What?”

“I... Never mind,” he sighed. “It’s fine.”

“If you want to, then sure,” you said with all the nonchalance you could muster, but inside, your heart felt like it was about to burst out of your ribcage. “I don’t see why you want to, but okay.”

“Thanks,” he smiled, then he nervously scooted a bit closer and draped his arm around you.

“You’re actually real,” he said under his breath, though just a bit louder than he’d intended.

“What are you talking about?”

“I just... I kinda thought I imagined you, that this was all a really nice dream. But now that I’m touching you, I know now that it’s all very real.”

You were at a loss for words as you looked into each other’s eyes. You wanted to say something witty, something to break up the tension, but your mind was running blank. If you had opened your mouth at that very moment, you would’ve done nothing but stutter and embarrass yourself.

He finally looked away, smiling as he hugged you closer to him. And then, you felt something.

“Minseok.”

“Yeah?”

“You’re getting a cold.”

“Are you sure?” he asked, looking at you. “I feel fine.”

“Are you really gonna argue with me? A demon?”

He mumbled something under his breath, littered with curses before sighing. “You can’t catch it, can you?”

“Of course not,” you confirmed. “So yes, we can still hang out as long as you’re up for it.”

“Then it’s not so bad.” He relaxed again into a smile and turned his attention back to the movie, while you were unable to focus on anything but him throughout the rest of it.

Eventually, he had fallen asleep holding you, and you felt his temperature climbing steadily. You felt bad for him; he’d feel like it all hit him out of nowhere when morning came.

You stayed with him, physically this time, enjoying the feeling of being so close to him.

It was time for you to admit to yourself that you liked him; it was the only reason you could stay with him for so long with no repercussions. You loved talking to him, you loved being around him, and every second you spent observing him made you wish that you could be with him all the time. Subconsciously, you’d known since that night when he got drunk, but you were afraid of what it would mean if you admitted it to yourself.

You thought that being honest with yourself would make things easier, but now, you were terrified. Now, you had no choice but to be honest with him for your own sanity.

He woke up groaning and stretching his arms above his head, joints cracking and sinuses congested. “You weren’t lying,” he croaked.

“You actually doubted me?”

“Maybe I was a little in denial...” His face turned into one of bewilderment as he looked at you sitting on the couch. “Wait, have you been here this whole time?”

“Yeah, I have.” He looked nervous so you shook your head and quickly reassured him. “I keep telling you not to worry about me. I’m fine; you’re not.”

“But—”

“I’m completely fine. I promise.”

He reluctantly let it go and sniffled, rubbing his temples. “I feel awful,” he said with a pout.

“I know. Get something to eat. That should make you feel a little better.”

He nodded, leaving to go to the kitchen. You followed behind him and silently watched him. He didn’t seem to have the energy to do anything, his body so fragile that he did everything at a snail’s pace. You sighed and stood beside him, taking the spatula out of his hand.

“What are you doing?”

“Take a shower. I’ll make your breakfast.”

“Are you allowed to do that?”

“I’m not directly curing you, so it should be fine,” you assured him.

He mumbled an ‘okay’ and reluctantly let you take over. Shortly after, you heard the quiet click of the bathroom door closing, then a squeak as he turned on the shower. He didn’t stay too long, though it was just enough time for you to finish the food. He still looked awful as he slowly walked towards the table with a robe wrapped around his body.

“I didn’t have the energy to get properly dressed; I’m sorry,” he apologised.

“I’ve seen you naked multiple times. Seeing you in a robe is nothing,” you confessed, placing the food in front of him.

“I think this cold is making me hallucinate. Did you say you’ve seen me naked?”

“Yes,” you nodded. “Just because you can’t see me, doesn’t mean I can’t see you. I’m with you every second of every day. I wasn’t completely honest with you because I didn’t want you to feel the pressure of being constantly watched.”

At first, he reacted just like you’d expected; a panicked look in his eyes, probably wondering just how many embarrassing things he’d done while he was unknowingly being watched. But then, his panic turned into a smile, one that made your heart flutter. “So... Did you like it?”

“Are you really flirting with me when you can hardly keep your head up?” you said, unable to hold in your laugh. “I’m sure you’re wondering why I’m telling you now.”

“I am, but... I’m not sure that I want to know the answer.”

“What do you think I’m gonna say?”

“You’re quitting and I’ll never see you again.”

You shook your head. You had no intentions of quitting; not now, at least. “I enjoy spending time with you... a bit too much.”

“I would assume you wouldn’t spend as much time with me if you didn’t,” he said before taking a bite of his food. “I can’t really taste anything, but I feel like I should tell you that it’s really good. Thank you.”

“Your welcome. I think.” You stayed silent for a moment before letting out a sigh. “I told you about astral beings and our emotions before, right?”

“Yeah, you explained after the demon movie. What are you saying?”

“I don’t get tired being here physically any more. In fact, I feel very energised.”

“Mhm...”

“Do I really have to say it? Isn’t it obvious by now?”

He laughed warmly, shoulders rising and falling as he did. “I don’t know. I’m not sure I get what you’re saying,” he lied, unable to stop himself from laughing even more.

“It’s not funny!” you whined.

“You’re so cute,” he said, letting out a satisfied sigh. “I know what you wanna say, but I wanna hear you say it.”

You inhaled a deep breath and let it out shakily. Why was it so nerve-wracking? You’d never been this terrified before. You swallowed hard and took another deep breath before nodding to yourself, assuring yourself that everything would be alright. “I like you,” you barely said.

“I like you too,” he said with a lot more confidence than you. “I mean, I’m sure I’ve made it obvious.”

“You have,” you nodded. “But, that’s not the problem.” You had your doubts for a moment, but Minseok wore his emotions on his sleeve; that was far from the issue.

“Is it... forbidden?”

“I think you’ve been watching too many movies,” you said, shaking your head. “No, it’s not forbidden. I just don’t know how it would work out between us.”

“What do you mean?”

“I mean... we can’t get married, I can’t meet your friends or family, and I don’t even know if children are a possibility.”

He only took a second to think over your words, a small smile appearing on his face shortly after. “We don’t need to get married. Not ideal, but it’s something I can work with. We don’t need to have kids.”

“I’ll outlive you.”

“Great, so I’ll never have to lose you.”

“I can kill you.”

“So can everyone and anything else. But you like me too much to kill me.”

“You’re impossible.”

“If you’re really against being in a relationship, then it’s okay. I won’t force you or pressure you,” he assured you. “Not that I can,” he added as an afterthought.

You were perfectly capable of remaining friends with him, or going back to the shadows and no longer speaking to him. But, the more you thought about it, the more your chest tightened. You already knew what you wanted, but you were so used to ignoring what you wanted that this feeling; the lack of control; scared you.

Did you really want this that much?

You sighed. “I don’t... want to act like I don’t feel anything.”

“Tell me what you want, then. I won’t react negatively, no matter what you say,” he promised. “Again, not that I can.”

“I want you,” you whispered, looking into his eyes. “I know that’s what I want.”

“That’s the sweetest thing I’ve ever heard you say,” he smiled weakly. “So... we’re together now? Is it official?”

You nodded. Having it out in the open felt like a huge weight had been lifting off your shoulders. You’d caught on to your budding feelings quite early, but you never realised how you’d been keeping yourself prisoner to your own emotions until you were finally free.

“I won’t make you regret it,” he said, then he slowly walked towards you and kneeled at your feet, laying his head on your lap before reaching for your hand. “I really wish I wasn’t sick,” he sighed. “I don’t wanna kiss you while trying to keep my nose from running at the same time.”

“I’ve seen worse,” you assured him. “Besides; I already told you that I can’t catch it.”

“I know, but it’s not very romantic,” he said, shifting his head a bit. “On the other hand, I’m a little impatient. I’ve been dreaming of our first kiss for a while now.”

You laughed faintly, raking your fingers through his hair. “You’re so... cute,” you said, hesitating a bit because it felt so unfamiliar to say the words out loud. “If you really want to kiss me, then I’ll allow it.”

He looked up at you, tilting his head a bit. “Eventually you’re gonna have to admit that it’s really you who wants to do these thing, you know. At some point, I’ll stop letting it slide.”

“I kinda miss when you were scared of me,” you chuckled. “Come here.”

You cupped his cheeks, tilting his head upwards so that you were looking into each other’s eyes. You couldn’t recall a moment where you had felt this nervous, hands trembling as your eyes darted between his own and his inviting lips.

The heat from his body wasn’t just from the fever. It sunk into your skin, igniting an inextinguishable flame in your chest. He inched forward just a bit, letting his lips brush against yours, not giving in entirely, but urging you to kiss him like you wanted to.

And so, you did. The kiss unfolded, setting off a flurry of butterflies in your stomach, your heart thundering in your chest. It was a moment you had waited for, yearning for it in the depths of your soul. Kissing him felt like something destined to happen across the span of time.

In that moment, it was as if eternity stretched before you, and you would have been content to linger there forever. It was a sensation similar to a scene from that stupid movie he’d made you watch.

Breaking the kiss, he was the first to pull away, drawing in a breath as a lopsided grin played on his lips. “You make me feel invincible.”

In his arms, you felt a deep connection to your own humanity in the best way possible. Words eluded you, so instead, you lowered your head and planted a tender kiss at the top of his head.

Maybe, just maybe, this unconventional journey held the promise of something beautiful.

[yourdreamsyourwish-2]

An immortal witch’s red string is tied to a werewolf.  

Chapter One

Chapter Two

Chapter Three...Coming Soon

I wrote this same presence on my first time around, so if it seems familiar, that’s what it’s based on.  I am updating and changing some things.  I actually do not have the original file of it, because I deleted it, so this is coming from my memory.  Hope you enjoy it. 

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[EXO] Minseok

LAST UPDATED ON: Dec 2nd, 2022

newly added ✦ || personal faves ✪ || ongoing ✑

ratings:

not rated || general || teen and up || mature || explicit🔞

❧ NOT HERE SHIPS ☙

minseok x baekhyun x jongdae

minseok x chanyeol x jongdae

minseok x jongdae

minseok x jongdae x junmyeon

❧ minseok x reader ☙

[part of Welcome to the Exodus Mall] Don't Call It a Love Song by yehet-me-up [16,8k words] f!reader, 1990s!au, mall!au, set in seattle || mature

[Tam Infra Quam Supra part 1] Persistant Ghosts by yeoldontknow [22,3k words] f!reader, soulmates!au, witch!au, horror || explicit🔞

[jongbross]

Hi, it’s boyfriends things with Exo😅🤍

Thanks

kim minseok:

cutest boyfriend out there

will take such good care of you 🥹

is literally a keeper

your family loves him, he just charms everyone around him

might be a bit difficult as sometimes he can't see why you're still with him

doesn't realize that you're the luckiest person for having HIM

kisses your nose a lot

holds your hand while walking on the street

listen to you vent and gives you the best advices

won't let you sleep in though, so good luck with that

kim junmyeon:

the personification of a gentleman

pulls chairs for you, open doors, makes sure you're with your seatbelt on, doesn't let you walk on the side of the sidewalk that's closer to the street, etc

has the warmest hugs

can literally hug you for hours if you let him

secretly plans to pop out the question in the near future

buys you anything you want. anything.

respects your opinions SO MUCH, it's ridiculous

has the boyfie vibe somehow, so people don't hit on him anymore

chanyeol can see how much he changed because of you, how he's much more bubbly now

"you made him worse!!" (joking)

zhang yixing:

nicest boyfriend out there

dude is just soooo chill, your friends adore him

shows you random stuff on your phone just so you can laugh about it together

hands you his jacket whenever you're cold, but scolds you for not taking one with you

calls you a lot whenever he's away

you'll have to take care of his cats, i'm sorry

does this thing where he kisses both your temples before kissing your lips when he has to say goodbye to you before traveling

passes out beside you on bed while you're talking about a nice recipe you saw on tiktok

doesn't bring up marriage if you don't

really, really hopes you do

byun baekhyun:

i hate him, but congrats to you, i guess

ugh he's just so sweet

takes you out EVERYWHERE, like picks you up at your place

always has a smile on his face when he's around you

asks you about your day and listens to carefully

holds your hand while driving

charms your mom with helping her on the kitchen, it's like a scene straight out of a movie

sings 24/7, so your house is never silent anymore (your neighbors hate you though)

has a whole way of talking that's for you and for you only

you can't trick me baekhyun, i know you must have at least one (1) flaw

kim jongdae:

sunshine boyfriend

let's you sleep in whenever you feel like it

clears some space on his wardrobe/drawers for your clothes and things

"jagi, can we cuddle?"

has so much fun playing with you, you're literally he's best friend

always places bets with you

lots of kisses on your cheek

randomly smiles to you because he knows it makes you happy to see him smile

likes to take you away for the weekend, just you and him

loyal af

park chanyeol:

the "it's okay, i got it" boyfriend

personal uber driver, takes you everywhere if you let him

really, reaaally stubborn

can't sit still, is always looking for something to do with you

"did you see they opened a new bowling place downtown?"

purposely leaves his things at your place

his house is way bigger than yours but he doesn't care

plays guitar while you cook dinner

kisses you everytime you feed him

loves when you sleep on top of him

do kyungsoo:

he's comfort embodied in a person

likes to have breakfast with you, it's like his favorite part of the day

bonds with your pet if you have one (and they love him)

saves new videos on youtube to watch it with you

is in charge of cooking, always

asks you to help him shave just because

gets excited whenever something good happens to you

is your number 01 supporter

loves when you cuddle closer to him in your sleep

shy forehead kisses whenever he can't find the words to express his feelings

kim jongin:

cutest, most caring boyfriend

respects you more than anything in this world

listens to you so carefully whenever you have something to say

is willing to fix some of his bad habits for you

needs constant reassurance that you love him, just because he loves you so much and can't stand the thought of you falling out of love

laughs so hard at your jokes, and they're not even that funny

pays for every meal but lets you pay for his coffee so you won't feel bad

helps you choose your outfits

loves when you play with his hair

wanna have a baby with you so bad

oh sehun:

gets offended whenever someone treats you badly

"why didn't you tell me?? i would've give them a piece of my mind"

smirks whenever he sees you wearing his clothes, he just loves it

calls you whenever he can't go see you

encourages you to go see your friends, especially when he can't be around

but let's be honest, he's attached to you by the hip

rolls his eyes whenever you baby him, but secretly loves it

stares at you dearly when you're talking to his hyungs or his family

lets you play with his fingers when you're bored or too shy to talk to people

dude is so in love it's actually sickening

[paintingwhiteceilings]

❃How EXO acts around their crush❃

a/n: This is 10000% just for my own pleasure. I may have had this in my drafts for weeks... I am totally okay with all the Kyungsoo solo content and EXO ladder dropping. Totally. Super functional, delusional who?

ALSO to any EXO-L that are sharing Chen's LEAKED wedding photos. Please be respectful and either delete them or, at the very least, blur out his wife's face. Chen has gone to great lengths to safeguard her privacy, as she is not famous nor wants to be in the spotlight. Not to mention that there could be crazy sasaengs out there with ill intent. Sharing her info is basically doxing, and it is insane to me how many people shared these posts without much thought. Anyway, I needed to share my frustrations.

Xiumin/Minseok:

✾ He is a lot shyer than the other members; where most of EXO probably feels comfortable enough to act on their crushes, he is a bit more reserved. He wants to test the waters first, ascertaining whether the feeling is mutual. Whenever you are around and are talking to other people, he sits back silently, observing your reactions.

✾ Xiumin is smiling so widely around you that the other members worry that his muscles might start cramping up soon. The moment he sees you, his bubbly personality starts to really shine through, and sometimes you can't help but wonder whether this man truly is 33.

✾ That being said, from the moment that anyone offers Xiumin a couple of drinks, his confidence spikes, and he will start flirting with you. His flirting is still extremely sweet and cute; Xiumin can be incredibly charming when he wants to be.

Suho/Junmyeon

✾ He is such a gentleman around you, trying to make you feel at ease with his kind gestures. Whether it is him pulling back a chair or opening a door for you, he will do anything to make you feel like a princess.

✾ Being one of EXO's proud black card owners, he will casually buy you whatever you need. He keeps repeating that he wants to treat his friends when you try to interject. You can't completely refute it; he does spend a lot of money on the members. Yet, you can't help but feel like his gifts are slightly too expensive and excessive for 'just friends'.

✾ So. Many. Soft. Glances. Suho looks at you like you hung the moon and the stars; you catch him staring at you almost every time you look over. Conversations with him can, therefore, be a tad awkward. He doesn't always register what you are saying; he is so absorbed in watching you that he forgets to listen.

✾ The other members relentlessly tease him for it. If you don't catch on based on Suho's actions, you will definitely catch on due to his members' relentless teasing. Whenever he does anything remotely romantic around you, their faces light up like Christmas came early. The members are not subtle about it whatsoever, thoroughly enjoying putting their leader in a slightly uncomfortable position.

Baekhyun:

✾ The members didn't think it was possible, but Baekhyun somehow became louder. It is as if he wants to draw your attention simply by screaming, as he no longer has any volume control when you are around. Everyone can hear your conversation from across the room, and his laughter becomes borderline obnoxious as it overpowers any other sound.

✾ He is such a tease and a suggestive one at that. Considering he has no problem revealing intimate, not suitable to be aired on national TV, details about the members' bodies, he won't have any trouble suggestively flirting with you. Where Xiumin's pick-up lines are cute, Baekhyun's are far from it. Give this man some holy water, Jesus.

✾ He is so intense with his flirting that it sometimes crosses the line of sexy to parody, coming off as a joke. Baekyhyun has a very flirty personality and isn't above flirting with his friends. Even though he isn't subtle about his crush, he can accidentally fall into the "he flirts with everyone" category, making you question whether he genuinely likes you or is just being friendly.

✾ He really enjoys the chase when it comes to relationships. Thus, it will take him quite some time before he asks you out, simply because he likes the push-and-pull game.

Chanyeol

✾ There is nothing subtle about Mr. Park Chanyeol. The moment he sees someone he wants to date, he is going for it full steam ahead. Puppy Chanyeol is momentarily retired as he makes his way over to you; Chanyeol knows that he is handsome and sexy, and he is ready to show it to you. I hope you weren't interested in anyone else because the moment you return any of his interest, he will be flirting with you like there is no tomorrow.

✾ Internally, he is so excited to be talking to you, and sometimes, you will see glimpses of his cute puppy-like persona, especially once he feels like you are just as interested. Still, the words coming out of this man's mouth, Jesus part two. Please go and ask Baekyhun to pass the holy water.

✾ That being said, he will get embarrassed when the other members are around or slightly bashful when you return his flirting at full force. I don't think Chanyeol is used to anyone sharing his level of intensity, so once you do, he gets a bit flustered. He absolutely loves it, though. Your compliments got him grinning from ear to ear.

D.O./Kyungsoo

✾ Don't get me wrong, I adore this man to a delusional extent, but he is absolutely hopeless when it comes to communicating with his crush. He won't go anywhere near you if he can't help it; he prefers looking at you from afar. He is someone who favours being approached first over approaching you himself. It isn't that he doesn't want to talk to you; he simply isn't the type of person to initiate contact with his crush and tends to stay back when he can tell that someone else is interested, too. 

✾ Even if he finds himself near you, don't expect him to have a full-blown conversation with you. He already tends to be a man of little words, but when it comes to you, he is a man of not a single word. Being around you is enough to make him happy; he doesn't really need to have a deep conversation. 

✾ Nevertheless, his actions make more than up for it. He is such a gentleman, being the definition of preferential treatment. You don't have a chair to sit on? He will quietly offer you his. Your sweater got caught on something? He will silently help you get it out. Although he may not say much to you, he communicates his feelings through his actions. 

Kai/Jongin

✾ If you think Xiumin or Kyungsoo are shy, you have not yet met Kai with a crush. He turns into absolute mush the moment he sees you, giggling and blushing whenever you do as much as breathing. You can't even see him because he has resorted to hiding behind the other members, preferably Sehun or Chanyeol, as they are tall enough to obscure him completely.

✾ If he somehow musters up the courage to talk to you, good luck having it go anywhere because he can barely make it through a sentence without giggling. It is obvious to everyone around him that he is smitten with you; his laughs are awkwardly loud, and his eyes are literally shooting hearts.

✾ The moment he manages to ask you to dance, his shy demeanour completely changes. His movement… His expressions… The way he is smirking at you… Maybe you should go and ask Chanyeol whether there is anything left of the holy water he borrowed from Baekyhun.

Sehun

✾ He has one of two ways of acting around his crush: either he acts super bratty or becomes painfully shy. It depends on whether he has met and talked to you before. But, if you are complete strangers, he would be so quiet, hiding in the furthest corner he can find.

✾ He will pester the members to go over and collect as much information as they can about you. They will do it because he will whine the entire night about it if they don't and, repeat with me, what Sehun wants, Sehun gets. The members try to convince Sehun to go talk to you himself, but Sehun stubbornly refuses. Bro will be playing the Maknae card harder than he ever has in his entire life.

✾ In the end, he will drag Suho with him, trying to 'casually' strike up a conversation with you. The small talk is painful, and in all honesty, Suho, with his dad jokes, isn't helping in the slightest. At the very least, it provides the two of you with a new conversational topic: the teasing of Suho.

masterlist

[eomayas]

in the morning • kms [req]

request: can we get a morning sex fix with xiumin where he is both very sweet and very thirsty please and thank you

pairing: minseok x f!reader, established relationship

genre: SMUT 18+ MINORS DNI!!!!

synopsis: reader is late to work because minseok is hard to resist in the morning.

warnings: SMUT!! p in v, praise, unprotected s**, oral (f receiving)

a/n: hehe i told anon that id consider writing this and i did! i hope u like it, thank you for all of the support thus far <3 ps xiumin is a munch heheheheehhe

you shouldn’t have been surprised when his lips found purchase on your neck the moment he felt you stir awake. his hands on your hips, rubbing across your stomach and pulling you flush against his hard member.

last night, drunkenly, he had asked (and you thought he was joking) if he could hit it in the morning. you assumed he was singing the song, teasing you mostly, but you had said yes in your drunken state. in all honesty, neither of you were that drunk, and your saying yes was mostly because you don’t give a shit where or when he fucks you, as long as he does it right and often.

“min,” you murmur, voice laced heavily with sleep. minseok slides a hand underneath your shirt, fingers splaying across your stomach and toying with the tie on your sleep shorts. “i have work.” you say, but it’s like placing a stop sign on a highway the way he doesn’t budge.

“i know,” he mumbles, pressing himself into you. “you told me i could hit it in the morning.” minseok nearly whines when he says it, his mouth by your ear. all you can do is chuckle softly, mildly shocked at his upfront-ness. he kisses underneath your earlobe and goosebumps arise on your skin.

“did i?” you ask rhetorically, moving your head to give him more skin to kiss. “i’m gonna be late.” your complaint falls on deaf ears, your boyfriend slipping his hand underneath your sleep shorts. you can’t help but open your legs wider for him.

minseok removes himself from behind you and crawls on top of you, quickly capturing your lips in a heated kiss. it’s not long before he’s kissing down your neck and shoving your shirt up to rub his hands over your skin. “min,” you say, threading your fingers through his hair, urging him to keep kissing and touching you, though he really shouldn’t if you want to make it to work on time.

“what?” he asks, cutting his eyes to the clock on your bedside table. “at least let me eat it.” he says, already sliding between your legs. you look down at him, lip caught between your teeth. his eyes are pleading, if his fingers digging into the soft skin near your core wasn’t enough indication that he’s starving for it, you don’t know what was.

“if you’re quick,” you say, running a hand through his hair. he quickly tugs at your bottoms and you help him take them off. minseok lowers himself to your exposed core and kisses your clit like the sweetheart that he is. he drags his tongue up your slit experimentally, paying attention to the way you suck in a sharp breath and tense up.

minseok eases your legs open when you try to close them around his head, resting his palms on the inside of your thighs and applying pressure so you don’t move. he makes out with your core, for lack of better imagery, taking his time with you as he sucks on your nub and pokes his tongue into your hole. you cry out his name and throw an arm across your eyes, your back arching off of the bed. “fuck!” you sputter, mouth falling open as you let out moans and whimpers.

he rubs your clit with his fingers when he pokes his tongue in your hole, your legs starting to shake when the pleasure gets to be too much. minseok like when you get like this, when he drives you over the edge and overstimulates you until you can barely talk or think straight. he relishes in seeing your legs shake because he knows he’s doing his job right every time. “you’re close, huh?” he mumbles against you, looking up at you with wide eyes.

“yes!” you whine, drawing him closer by wrapping your legs around his shoulders and holding his face to your core. minseok groans and grinds himself down into the mistress, wanting to be trapped by you in another way. “fuckfuckfuckfuck!” you chant when he starts sucking and licking at you without mercy. he slurps you up like soup, quickly getting you to orgasm all over his face and the bedding.

minseok unhooks your legs from around his head and kisses the inside of your thigh. your eyes flutter open and you sit up to look at him over the rapid rise and fall of your chest. “min,” you say, curling a finger and beckoning him to you. he crawls up your body, kissing your stomach and then kissing you lips, spreading your arousal on your lips. you don’t mind, not right now when you need him lecherously.

your hands quickly work to pull down his sweats, and your start to turn your body around so you can get on all fours, but he stops you. “i wanna see your pretty face,” minseok grouches, gently pulling at your waist to flip you onto your back. “better.” he kisses your neck softly and hooks one of your legs onto his shoulders, checking with you to make sure it’s comfortable before lining himself up with your entrance.

work is lost on you, the time long forgotten the moment he sheathes himself inside of you, burying himself to the hilt and slowly rocking himself inside of you. you cry out his name and hold onto his shoulders, your acrylics creating shallow indents in his skin. “ah, fuck, y/n,” minseok moans, his eyes squeezing shit.

you slide one of your hands into his hair and tug at his roots, your chest arching into his as his thrusts speed up. “minseok, baby, please!” you whimper. what you’re begging for, you don’t know. he’s stretching you wide and hitting it so deep that your brain can’t fully process how you’re feeling. “min!”

“i-i’m right here,” he pants, kissing your jaw. “do you want me to stop?”

“no!” your tone takes on one of offense and you harshly pull at his hair, making him hiss at the action. you gasp when he lifts his chest up and plants his right hand by the side of your head while the left holds your thigh against his shoulder. “oh, m-minseok!” you mewl, your mouth falling open as you look look down at where you two connect.

“so beautiful,” he praises, his voice breathless. “and so tight. always s-so tight a-and pretty for me. i-i could stay here a-all day.” he stammers, pulling his bottom lip in between his teeth and hanging his head as his thrusts start to become less rhythmic.

“i love you,” you choke out, putting a hand on his cheek. minseok turns his head and kisses your palm, mumbling an ‘i love you too’ into your hand. you buck your hips when a knot forms in your core, tightening as he keeps up with his strokes despite being near his own release. “min! i-i’m gonna come!” you gasp out and throw your head back onto the pillows.

eyes rolling back into your head, your body convulses as your orgasm takes over. you squirt onto the bed sheets and onto his bare abdomen, calling out his name as he stills momentarily before releasing inside of you. minseok pants removes your leg from his shoulder and collapses next to you, his arm slinging across your abdomen.

minseok lifts his head to glance at the clock and lets out a chuckle. “fast enough for you?” he mutters, rolling onto his back and covering himself with the bed sheets. you lean over him to check the time and nod.

“perfect,” you mumble, kissing his lips with more passion than necessary, especially since you’re cutting it close to being late for work.

“babe,” minseok whines when you pull the sheets back and crawl on top of him and settle your bare core over his lap. surely your boss could handle you being a few minutes late, just this once.

[marshmallow-phd]

A Manor of Shadow and Blood

Genre: Regency Gothic AU

Pairing: EXO x Reader

Summary: A stormy night brought you to the manor in the middle of the woods. Nine strange men occupied its halls. They won’t let you leave. A dangerous secret haunts this estate. Learning it might either be your saving grace or it could lead to the last breath you ever take.

Part: 1 I 2 I 3

**

The wind whistled against the windows like a hallowing scream. You tossed and turned, desperate to fall asleep. The first few nights had been somewhat peaceful, due to the fever having a complete hold over you. To fight it off, your body had kept you in a deep sleep, only broken by bouts of blurry consciousness. 

But now… every noise made your eyelids snap open and your heart jump in pace. This unfamiliar place was full of shadows and secrets. Secrets that revolved around the men keeping you here. 

Releasing a long sigh, you stared up at the canopy, the newly formed indentions in the knife floating in your mind. They weren’t there before, you were sure of that. You had used that knife to cut the chicken and it was in perfect condition. No human could bend the metal like that. 

And then there was the speed at which Yixing caught your wrist. 

You sat up with haste. Sleep was not going to come to you tonight. You groaned and rubbed your face with your fingers. The room slowly came into view as your eyes adjusted to the dim moonlight. You had opened the curtain before slipping into bed so you could watch the moon rise into the sky. Looking around the room, you searched for an answer on how to get yourself to sleep. There wasn’t much in this grand room. Simply a bed, a wardrobe, a dresser, the chair–

Wait. 

Pushing the blanket off of your legs, you crawled across the mattress towards the chair. The shape didn’t seem right. Six legs instead of four. An extra shape in the outline. 

“You should go to sleep.”

A high pitched scream ripped at your throat until a cold hand covered your mouth, cutting off the sound. Now fully bathed in the blue moonlight, you could make out the sharp features of Yixing’s face. 

You shoved his arm away to free your lips. “What do you think you are doing in my room?” No gentleman would dare enter a lady’s room like this. Unless– gumption gone, you swallowed thickly. Was the reason you were trapped here finally coming to fruition?

The corner of Yixing’s mouth twitched upwards. He slinked forward like a cat cornering a mouse until his arms trapped you against the mattress, a hand on either side of your hip. Only your elbows kept you from being flat on your back, even more vulnerable. 

“You’re a noisy sleeper,” he purred, his eyes flashing. “It's… distracting.”

You scoffed. None of their rooms were near yours. You were sure that all the ones around you were empty. He shouldn’t have been able to hear your tossing and turning. “Distracting?”

He hummed. His right hand lifted from the bed and reached out towards your face. You flinched at the motion, making him freeze. 

But only for a moment. 

The hovering fingers soon resumed their path. He didn’t make contact with your cheek, however. Instead, his fingers traced the outline of your collarbone. Down one slope and up the other. You trembled at the contact. His smirked only deepend. His fingers moved on to your shoulder, the too loose neckline of the nightgown nearly falling off. 

You should slap him away, scream at him to leave, but you were too petrified to do so. 

At least, you thought that was what stopped you. The coldness of his fingers moved up the curve of your neck, the tips pausing on the pulsing vein. His thumb caressed the edge of your jaw. 

“Go to sleep.”

And like that, he disappeared into the night like smoke from a dying ember. 

You didn’t hear or see the door open or close, but you knew you were alone now. 

And you were furious. 

How dare he come here! How dare he–

Your feet hit the floor, heavy and without a care of being heard. Sleep, in protest of that madman’s orders, would now be impossible. Anger and frustration at your situation fueled something new within you.

You weren’t sure what it was or what it would lead to, but you followed it without question. Donning soft slippers and a thicker slip dress, you found a candle in the top drawer, along with a few matches and a holder. You lit the candle and left your room. 

Out. You needed to find a way out. Perhaps if you could get ahold of a piece of paper and a pen then you could write–

But how would you get it to someone who could take it to your family?

This place–somewhere in its halls or dusty room–had to hold the key. Something here had to be your savior, something to make this hope not without merit. 

You pinched the candleholder tightly in your hand. The tiny flame danced before your eyes, occasionally catching your attention away from where you were going. All of your senses were heightened, on the lookout for the next corner’s surprise. If one of them was awake at this hour, then more could be as well. Running into one of them could be detrimental–or a possibility for answers. Perhaps if you could get one of the others, one of the less… frightful ones, you might be able to plead for help. One surely would take pity on you. 

Or they would simply take advantage of the isolation.

Though that fear lingered in the back of your mind, you kept on your quiet steps. 

There wasn’t much you could see with the light of the candle. The floors, like your room, were of wood boards somewhat taken care of. Portraits and landscapes hung on the walls, but their colors had faded, no longer holding the joy of life they once had captured. 

Taking a left at a fork in the hall, you came to a large door that didn’t open like the others. It slid sideways on wheels like a ladder against tall bookshelves. As carefully as you could, you pushed the door open and glanced inside. 

The room was just a simple parlor, with an unlit fireplace and several stuffed chairs accompanied by small side tables. Most likely an unused smoke room for the gentlemen to disappear to after dinner. 

Across the room was another door, though this one seemed to be the normal kind that swung on hinges. On the other side was probably another hallway. A connecting room like this could be useful as a quick getaway, should the need arise. You mentally noted its existence and stepped inside, slowly sliding the door closed behind you. With a deep breath, you started for the other door.

“I don’t recall you being given free reign of the manor.”

You nearly dropped the candle from the unexpected voice. Careless! You should have inspected the room closer and then you would have seen Sehun clearly leaning back in one of the chairs, fully facing you. His expression was a friendly one, but rather one of deep irritation. It would seem you interrupted… something. Or maybe your mere existence was enough to annoy him. 

“I wasn’t explicitly told to stay in my room,” you argued, though not in a particularly strong voice. “Is there something wrong with me walking about?”

Sehun stood from the chair with inhuman grace. You had never seen someone move so smoothly, without fault or twitch. He had complete control of his lithe limbs and tall stature. Gangly would never apply to him. His steps were noiseless as he sauntered closer, stopping a foot or two away. 

“You shouldn’t be here,” he snarled. “It’s stupid to roam where you shouldn’t be.”

“Stupid?” It was one thing for you to scold yourself in your private thoughts, but you would not be insulted this way. “If I am so unwelcomed in this room then you can simply ask for me to leave.” You raised an eyebrow in challenge, hoping that would cover the pounding of your fearful heart. 

He didn’t appear to notice. His jaw shifted left to right, but no words left his lips. 

“Well, then.” You took your eyes away from him and started for the other door, holding on to that tiny bit of triumph.

An arm as strong as an iron bar flashed before you, blocking your way and refusing to move. Sehun’s palm was spread along the faded green pain of the wall. You shoved and pushed at the barrier, but nothing even made him flinch. He encroached, leaving behind any sense of personal space, much like Yixing just an hour before. He loomed over you, his upper lip curling into a mixture of a snarl and smirk. 

“That bravery is a mistake,” he hissed. You pressed your back against the wall and brought the candle close to you as if that tiny flame was enough to keep him at bay. 

Which was exactly the reaction he wanted. A sly, wicked smirk fully took over. 

Pursing his lips, he blew once, snuffing out the flame. For a few seconds, you were absolutely blind in the sudden darkness. Sehun was invisible to you, despite his closeness. However, you could feel his breath against your chin. It was cold, like a winter’s breeze. It should have been warm. Human breathes were warm. 

That chilling breath grew closer. It traveled from your nose to your cheek and then to your hair, ruffling the strands against your ear. Something nudged against your temple. He took a long, deep breath. His nose. Was he… smelling you?

Your eyes began to adjust to the darkness, absorbing any bits of moonlight that broke through the heavy curtains hanging from the short windows above your head. All you could see of Sehun was the slope of his shoulder and the outline of his hair. 

His head snapped up, making you squeak. But he didn’t acknowledge the jump, his eyes turned towards the hallway you had entered from. A low hiss vibrated in his chest. You could nearly feel it in your own. He glanced at you once, his eyes shining unnaturally in the dark. Then, he ran from the room at a speed no man should possess. 

You ran back to your room, the candle still gripped tightly by your side. Panic gripped you so completely that you passed the door to your sanctuary the first time. Once inside, you desperately searched for a way to lock the door. There was none. Alright. Fine. You would barricade the door then. 

Huffing shallow breaths, you pulled and pushed the armchair so it acted like a weight against the door. It might not be heavy enough to keep it shut forever, but at least entering would be a struggle. You had tried the more fortifying dresser first, but it had refused to shift even a centimeter. The chair was the best you could do. 

Ripping the blanket off of the bed, you draped the heavy fabric over your shoulders and sat down on the floor under the window. Your gaze stayed trained on the door, ears straining for the slightest sound to alert you for whoever came for you next. Sehun's cold breath still lingered against your skin. You rubbed at your cheek to try and make it go away. So close. He'd been so close. 

And Yixing. That was why you couldn't be on the bed. Not tonight. Maybe not tomorrow. Or even the night after that. It was tainted. You shivered at the memory of his closeness and pulled the blanket in closer. That one long cloth was now your shield, your protection. The object that kept you safe. In your mind, at least. In truth, it would be ripped away from you as easily as water slipping through your fingers. But the thought was enough. 

You tucked your chin in between the folds and kept watching the door. Soon, the night would get lighter. Already, the darkness didn't seem as strong. 

How long until one of them came? Until someone tried to push their way inside? You hoped it would be a long time. Even hoped that they would forget about you and you could find a way to make it out, survive the forest, and see your family again. The odds weren't in your favor, but that hope was a life line. 

As the moonlight shifted, your eyes grew heavy. It was a battle to keep them open. Each time they fluttered closed, you lost ground. Sleep that had eluded you so easily before now came back to reclaim its time. The door blurred before you and then sleep claimed its victory.

Tap, tap, tap.

Your eyes blinked open. It was still night. Or, perhaps, it was night again. This darkness felt new. The beginning of a fresh night. 

Tap, tap. 

You looked up at the window above your head. 

Tap, tap, tap. 

Little black dots hit the window before disappearing out of view. You frowned and pushed up off the floor, the protective blanket falling to the floor. Still emerging from sleep, your eyes took a moment to bring the scene into focus. At first, you merely saw a blur amongst the grass. 

Then, it took shape. 

You groaned. Jongdae was waving at you to come down.

You shook your head furiously. Safety was in here. And... though he didn’t feel quite as dangerous as the others, he still made you weary. The memories of Sehun and Yixing were still burnt freshly into your mind.

At your refusal, he visibly sighed. In his other hand hung a small cloth bag. He pulled a small bun from the bag and held it up to you. Your stomach grumbled and gurgled  in response. It looked… nice. You could almost smell the bread's delectable scent. Were you really going to give in to food? 

You needed an ally, you told yourself. He was different from the others. How much you weren't sure, but perhaps you could use that. If you could make him sympathetic to you– 

Mind made up, you turned from the wind and changed into more appropriate clothing. This time, you heeded Jongdae's advice and kept your hair down to cover your neck. It felt highly improper, like a hundred governesses would appear from nowhere to scold you for being so scandalous. But you shoved the invisible tsking women away and moved the chair just enough to exit into the hallway. 

It took some time to find your way outside. Jongdae now waited for you with his back against a lone tree that looked to be one more winter away from death.

"I'll note that food is a way to entice you out." 

You glared at him. "Did you have a reason for standing under my window instead of knocking on the door like a normal person?" 

"Junmyeon had tried to bring you breakfast around sunrise," he said as he inspected the perfectly browned bun still in his hand. "He couldn't get in, though." 

"I blocked the door," you explained casually. 

Jongdae raised an eyebrow, clearly impressed by some measure. “Quick learner." 

"After some… events last night, precaution was necessary." 

"Yixing has restraint." He pushed off the tree and held the bun out to you. "You were lucky that Sehun was called off of you, though. His self-control is... lacking." 

You gaped at him, heat rising fiercely in your cheeks. "How did you–” 

“Know?" he smirked. "Secrets don't exist here. Best you learn that quickly." 

You narrowed your gaze at him. "No secrets?" 

Seeing right through you, he laughed, leaning forward and close to your face. "From us. Not for you." 

The pure arrogance in that reply. "That hardly seems fair."

"That's life,” He shrugged. Looking around for nothing in particular, he said, “Let's take a walk." 

The roll broke easily against your teeth. You chewed on the bite, resisting the urge to moan at its delicious flavor. The inside was still soft and fresh. Finally swallowing, you refused him a single step. "Why?"

"You've been sleeping on a hard floor all day,” he said pointedly. You didn’t want to think about how he possibly knew that. "You need to move." For an extra enticement, he held up the linen bag. More where that came from, he said without speaking. 

The bun in your hand, though all of its warmth was gone, was like heaven in your stomach. But it certainly wouldn't be enough. "Fine." 

You followed him alongside the house, not bothering to speak so you could continue eating. The last of the orange glow of day disappeared into the horizon far ahead of you. Yes, you had really slept for all those sunlit hours. Once again, night, it would seem, was to be your day. Chewing on the last bit of bun, you held your hand for the next morsel. 

"We’re greedy this evening," Jongdae chuckled. 

 "Did you think I came for your company?" You couldn’t help but give a spiteful response. 

Not offended in the slightest, he threw you a rather despicable smile. "Better my company then one of the others."

Though you agreed, you refused to do so aloud. "Are you that different from them?"

He didn't answer. Staring ahead, he reached into the bag and pulled out another bun, holding it out for you. 

"Is this to keep me from asking more questions?"

You managed to make him chuckle. "No. Just to keep you occupied while I answer the last one." 

Too curious, you accepted the bun and took a bite. Jongdae sighed and clasped his hands behind his back, the now nearly empty bag dangling from his fingertips. "We're all different from each other. I'm not more different from them. Though I am better than the others at controlling myself." 

Your steps faltered. "Controlling yourself?" 

He nodded. As you passed under another tree, he reached out and swing up into the branches without exerting effort, sitting on a branch well out of your own reach. 

"What are you? All of you,” you asked in a breathy gasp. All they were capable of doing was adding up, but logic told you repeatedly it was impossible. You wanted to try and rationalize it, even try to convince yourself that you were still sick with fever. But this was all too real to be a mere hallucination. What it all meant, however, you couldn’t understand. 

Hands grasped around two of the branches, he leaned forward and closed the gap between you. "You seem moderately intelligent. I'm sure you can discover the answer on your own." 

"As flattering as that is," you huffed through clenched teeth, "if the answer means danger then you should be the man to tell me." 

"If?" Jongdae laughed, as if he had read your mind. He jumped from the tree, flattening the bits of hair that had fallen out of place with his fingers. Despite playing in the tree like a child, he looked ever so the gentleman.

"’If' is a fantasy.” He glanced behind you. Scared, you followed his gaze, but there was no one there. When you turned back around, you gasped. His nose was mere centimeters from yours. "It does mean danger. You need to keep your eyes and ears open. Happy or not, you are here for a long while and no one is coming for you.'' 

You swallowed back tears as his words planted firmly in your heart. Now, you truly accepted it. No running, no escape. You were at their mercy. Whatever they were. And though Jongdae gave the impression that he was on your side, his help was firmly limited. Food and company, that was all he was good for. 

Walking once again, you solemnly finished the last bit of bun as Jongdae kept pace. When the second helping of bread ran out, you chewed on your next few words. If you were here for the foreseeable future, you might as well know this land’s history. 

"Who’s house is this?"

"Hm?" Jongdae had been lost in thoughts of his own, it appeared. He blinked himself back to the present conversation. "Oh. The manor is Kyungsoo's." 

"Kyungsoo's?" you repeated. Odd. The answer you had been expecting was the obvious: Junmyeon. He seemed to be the one everyone looked to for answers or leadership. His word was law, yet this land did not fall to him. Kyungsoo, on the other hand, felt too... isolated, cut away to be the rightful owner of this grand place. The few lords you had met before all possessed the same self-awareness and high opinion of themselves. Kyungsoo didn’t give the appearance that he cared about either. 

"Yes,” Jongdae nodded, his previous teasing gone now. “He inherited it from his father. The family used to own as much land as the eye could see. But his father was a gambler. Terrible at cards, wonderful at losing. They had to sell the land to keep the debtors at bay. Now, all that is left is this manor and a bit of the surrounding land, but no tenants. The glory of the family is now reduced to this.” 

You listened to the story with careful respect. It was one sadly more common among the nobility then they wished to admit. Land was constantly switching family names, sometimes it was difficult to keep track. A small fear you had was accidentally reminding a high nobility of their careless ancestor. "What's his family name?" 

"Jongdae! Here's where you disappeared off to." 

Your stroll in the moonlight stuttered to a halt. 

[xiubaek-13]

Chapter 47 - Do It Together

Requested: No

Genre: Canon-AU, smut

Pairing: ? (at this stage undecided) x Reader or is it Baekhyun x Reader ?

Warnings: 18+ fic, minors DNI! Smut, power play, pet names, dom/sub dynamics (if you squint), oral (m & f receiving), threesome mfm, unprotected sex (don't be like them), overstimulation, restraint, vaginal fingering, face fucking, vaginal sex, creampie, masturbation (m), dirty talk, like the entire chapter is smut ok? You've been warned.

Word Count: 10,350

A/N: Oh boy, ok so this took some time but also, these are my two EXO biases so writing this put me through it. There is only one chapter left after this and then this story will finally come to a close. It's been a labour of love (and took many more years to complete than I ever anticipated) and I'm thankful to each and every one of you who read and interact with this.

“Ok but like, if he comes back are we really doing this?” Baekhyun asked as soon as Minseok had left the room.

“Only if we all agree to the terms of the reward and are willing. He likes to be in charge so I dare say he’ll have rules about what you can and cannot do. So if you aren’t ok with being instructed by Xiumin then probably mention it sooner rather than later.” You replied. You paused for a moment then added. “I cannot tell you how nervous he has been to bring it up with you Baek. He was so certain that you would laugh and reject him. So like, let him down easy if you don’t want to do this.” The last thing you wanted was for him to come back only for Baek to change his mind. Minseok would be so embarrassed.

He shook his head and moved his chair closer to yours. “No, like I said, I’m completely down for this and I don’t mind if I’m in charge or if someone else is when sex is concerned.” 

“So versatile.” You smirked.

“You love it.” He winked.

“Actually, I don’t think I’ve experienced you not being in charge like that.” You let your mind drift as you imagined the different possibilities. Would Xiumin lay down a few generalised rules or would he direct the whole experience? Would he make Baek watch? Would he watch you and Baek? 

Baekhyun hummed in response, obviously also letting his imagination run wild with the opportunities this night might bring. 

You laughed as you caught him lost in thought. “I can always leave if you want him to yourself Baek.” 

Baekhyun raised a brow at you before smirking. “If that was something I was down for, why do I feel like you’d want to watch?” You blushed at the thought.

“Moving on.” You murmured. Why was your face so warm?

Your embarrassment was not missed by Baek. “Oh we are most definitely discussing that later.” He grinned. 

“I said moving on.” You repeated. That wasn’t something you were going to unpack right now but there was no denying that the image in your brain was anything other than hot. 

“Mmmhmm, for now.” He agreed. Baekhyun’s face took on an inquisitive expression as he asked. “Did he have someone else in mind or was I really his first choice for this?”

You nodded. “As far as he told me, which stretches back to before these lessons began, you were his choice.” The man across from you preened at this. “Don’t let it go to your head Baek.”

He smiled softly. “Bit hard not to, if I'm being honest.” Byun Baekhyun sounded genuinely flattered. For all of his bravado and confidence in all other areas of his life somehow Minseok choosing him made him coy? He then added. “I don’t know who I thought he’d pick, but I wasn’t expecting to be his first choice for something like this.”

You levelled your gaze at him. “You are literally the mood maker of the group. He trusts you to listen to him when he’s serious about something but also to keep any situation light hearted and not let things get awkward.” You paused, then shrugged. “If you think about it, you’re kind of the perfect choice for this.”

His small smile started to turn smug. “So many compliments for me in such a short time. You should stop feeding my ego noona.” He leant forward so his lips could brush your ear. “Especially after our earlier conversation.” You felt his hand glide over your waist, sending a shiver through your body. You were so responsive and ready for the night to proceed, certain that you’d fall apart quickly for them. “Whilst that particular activity was a very pleasant surprise - and came with a happy ending - I can’t honestly say I’m completely satisfied. I got to hear all the pretty noises you make for me but I didn’t get to touch you.” His hand gripped your waist as he spoke, his thumb rubbing small circles, the motion coupled with his words caused your breath to shudder.

“So many things I want to do to you noona,” Baekhyun leaned down, his soft lips peppering kisses on your shoulder, working his way up your neck. “I don’t know what I want more, to fuck you and have him watch.” His teeth grazed over your collarbone, sending even more shivers as you gasped aloud this time. “To watch him fuck you.” You felt him smile against your skin as he let out a soft chuckle as your body betrayed you with another shudder before he continued his path and kissed up your neck, “Or both of us take you at the same time, until you’re so fucked out you can’t form a single.” to your chin, “coherent.” then to your jaw. “thought.” He brought your face to his, locking your lips together in a searing, hunger filled kiss. Your hands moved to cup his cheeks as his grip on your waist pulled you closer towards him. 

“Baek,” You murmured through the haze of lust that was threatening to take over your senses. You were barely keeping your desire restrained and Baekhyun’s lips on your body and the words coming out of his mouth were in no way helping ground you for what was to come. You also didn’t want the first thing for Xiumin to see when he returned was that the two of you didn’t even wait for him before you got started. You could see the look of disapproval he’d give you and it was enough to break through the sinful feeling of Baekhyun’s lips and wandering hands on you. You pushed him with just enough force to separate yourself from him. “We need to wait. This is his reward, we can’t ruin it for him.”

He pouted at you, almost sulking. “Well hyung needs to hurry the fuck up then, because I want more of you.” 

You laughed softly. “Did you or did you not say less than ten minutes ago that you were good at taking direction? You’re sounding like a real brat right now.” 

“Shut up. I’m horny. My brain is like 85% not in use right now okay?” He made a point of shoving his hands under his thighs, basically sitting on them, in order to stop himself from reaching out to touch you.

You weren’t faring much better, holding on to your self control by tattered threads. You needed Xiumin to come back and take control of this whole situation before Baekhyun and you could no longer resist the temptation. “Yeah, well you aren’t the only horny one Baek.” You sighed. “But we need to control ourselves. You have no idea how nervous he’s been about discussing this. Without me slipping up I don’t know if he’d ever have actually discussed it with you.”

Baekhyun took a few deep breaths as he tried his best to put his lust in check and wait. He knew you were right, and that he also wanted this reward to be everything Minseok hoped it would be. He didn’t have to be happy about waiting though. “Fine,” he conceded at last. “We wait.”

Thankfully neither of you would have to wait much longer.

***

You could feel the shift in the air when he returned to the room. Minseok had taken time to calm himself, and you assumed, mentally prepared himself for the role he was about to play. The switch into his more dominant side was always fascinating to you. It was always there but when he turned it towards the bedroom it was just so damn sexy. The others got to see him tap into a sexy persona during choreo and take charge in certain situations but most of the time he was just their cute, nagging hyung. 

Sure, they’d all shared a living space for many years and had no doubt seen and heard everything more times than they wanted to count. There was no one who could convince you that if you placed a group of guys in their late teens to early twenties together that they were never caught masturbating or having sex by any of the others. But actively including one of those guys in your own sexual experiences? Now that was something you were less sure they had done - and if any had, clearly the two men you were currently with had not been involved. Regardless, it was happening tonight and you had a front row seat, or rather, you were on the stage with them, a very active and willing participant. 

Xiumin walked towards the two of you but didn't take a seat. Instead he picked up one of the arm chairs and moved it so that it was facing the end of the bed, then pushed it to the left until he was satisfied with the off centre view of the bed whoever sat in it would have. The new angle would definitely provide a better view of whatever happened on the bed. So he wanted someone to watch? He turned to face the two of you, motioning for you to move towards the bed. “Noona, please take a seat.” He gestured to the armchair, so you did as you were told and took a seat. He took a seat at the end of the bed, tapping the spot next to him for Baekhyun to follow suit.

Once Baekhyun was also seated he began to speak. Gone was the nervous wreck that was Minseok, replaced by the very self assured, confident and in control Xiumin who was ready to receive his reward. “Before we begin we need to go over some ground rules.” Both Baek and you nodded in agreement causing Xiu to chuckle. “Firstly, words are required. If you are asked a question, want something or are spoken to, I expect it to be conveyed verbally.” He paused as he waited for the two of you to realise that he was waiting for confirmation that you each understood him.

“Got it.” Baek replied. “Uh, do I have to call you anything in particular? Or can I stick with hyung?” He asked. 

“Hyung or a variation of Xiumin is fine for you to use Baek.” He replied. His eyes turned to you. “You, however, will refer to me as Xiumin, Xiu or Sir tonight. Am I clear?”

Instinctively you began to nod, catching yourself when he raised a brow at you. “Very clear Xiumin.” You replied, doing your best to mask the desire that was building in you again. You and Minseok had engaged in power play on more than one occasion, but most of the time it was simply him taking control as you lost yourself to pleasure. Xiumin was going to control what all of you got to experience tonight, and you could tell that if you didn’t do as you were told then you weren’t getting any relief. Your thighs rubbed together in anticipation.

“Secondly, we need to discuss how this will play out, everyone’s limits and a safe word.” He looked at each of you and smiled softly. “I think we start with each of your limits.”

Baekhyun smiled and gestured for you to go first. “Ok, well I guess as far as my own limits go, I don’t like extreme pain. Light stuff like restraints and spanking is fine but actual pain crosses the line for me. Uh, I’m also not ok with any bodily fluids that aren’t cum or saliva. Oh, and I’m not a fan of anal. I think that’s all?” There were probably more but as far as ones that might come into play tonight, those were all you could think of. 

Xiumin nodded. “Pity about the last one, but noted. Baek, what about you?”

Baek shrugged. “Uh honestly? Apart from the same bodily fluids thing as noona, I don’t think I have any. I will let you know if I’m not ok with anything as it happens - though I kind of doubt that I’ll have to.” 

You thought of one almost immediately and cocked your head as you spoke. “You don’t like degradation.” 

He nodded. “Oh yeah, I don’t like it, it’s not a hard limit for me but praise is far more effective for me.” He thought hard for a few more moments before deciding that no, there were no other limits he thought needed mentioning. “What about you hyung?”

Xiumin didn’t miss a beat. “I have a few but I think the only relevant ones for tonight are degradation and causing actual pain. If I hurt either of you, you need to tell me immediately. I wouldn’t forgive myself if I caused you pain without any pleasure. I like to play rough but not at the expense of the other person, or in this case, people’s enjoyment.” He sighed. “But essentially, that’s all for me.” He looked at each of you earnestly as he summarised. “Ok so no inflicting pain, no degradation and no anal for noona. All of that should be easy enough to work around.”

Baekhyun raised his hand. You choked back a laugh as Xiumin raised one brow at him. “Yes Baek?” 

“I still have questions.” He said.

“Of course you do.” Xiumin sighed. “Go ahead and ask then.” Baekhyun’s eyes lit up but before he could utter a word Xiumin added on with some exasperation. “Don’t make me regret this.”

Baek shook his head. “It’s nothing strange, just how will this work? Are we going with the flow or are you telling us what to do? If you’re telling us what to do, can we also make suggestions? Are we fucking her at the same time, one after the other, is there anything that’s off the table for you? Is -” He stopped speaking when Xiumin held up a hand.

“Ok that’s all the questions you get to ask. What was that, seven in like 5 seconds? I was getting to all of this you impatient fuck.” He shook his head, trust Baek to always find a way to test his patience. “To answer pretty much all of it, I like being in control so I’ll tell you what to do in a broad sense, and you’ll do that until I give further instructions. You can make suggestions but I reserve the right to deny said requests.” Baek nodded, remembering at the last second to verbalise his understanding. Xiumin acknowledged him then  turned his head and locked eyes with you. “Any questions before we begin?” 

“No.” You replied. 

He stared at you, as if he was waiting for you to say something else, but for the life of you, you couldn’t think of what that was. He shook his head ever so slightly then spoke. “No?”

You paused. You’d forgotten something, but what was it? He wanted you to speak in response to him rather than rely on non verbal cues. You’d done that, so what else was there? You could feel his eyes on you as he waited for you to reply again. You glanced at Baek, hoping he would provide insight into what you’d missed but all he did was give you a little salute. Weird. Why would he be saluting you? There was no context for that, and even as strange as his gestures could be at times, they always fitted in contextually with what was going on. Oh. OH. You realised 5 seconds later than it should have taken you to. Xiumin told you to refer to him in specific ways tonight. You returned your eyes to his expectant gaze. “No sir.”

It seemed to do the trick, as you saw him let out a breath that you weren’t aware he’d been holding. “That’s more like it.” He licked his lips, his eyes flitting between yours and your lips. The desire he was holding back was evident, but as the three of you stood on the precipice of beginning this thing, you could see the fire building in him. This was his fantasy, and he was about to make it a reality. After months and months of build up, and weeks of him fearing he’d be rejected for even suggesting it, it was happening, he just had to take the final step over the precipice and set everything in motion. You couldn’t help but smile at him as you waited for him to give the first instruction, knowing he was having one final internal debate about the entire thing, and probably on some level fretting about the cleanup afterwards. 

You didn’t want to be disobedient but if he took too long to get things going you weren’t sure you’d be able to stop yourself from throwing yourself at him. It had been too long since you’d felt his lips on yours. He took a deep breath, squared his shoulders and took the leap. “Baek, I want you to move up to the other end of the bed and sit against the headboard.”

“Ok hyung.” He replied eagerly. “Clothes on or off at this stage?”

“Leave them on for now.” He replied. Baek obeyed, pushed himself to the other end of the bed and leant against the headboard as instructed. He looked comfortable, but the desire in his eyes told you he was desperate to touch you, or himself. He spread his legs and smirked at you, your joke about his manspreading replaying in your mind. You failed to keep the small laugh in. Xiumin looked at you then at Baek and sighed. “What?” He asked.

A look of apprehension appeared on his face and you wanted to squash any growing doubts immediately. Of course you laughed at the worst time, right as he decided to start his rewards. Naturally he now thought the two of you were mocking him, which was absolutely not the case. “I once made an observation about Baek’s chronic manspreading. His reply was that there was a lot of room for activities between his thighs.” You explained. Relief and annoyance flooded him. 

Baek scoffed. “That particular observation was made via text, in a room full of staff and you guys on the day of a concert.”

Xiumin sighed to himself. “Oh my god, you are both such brats.” He reached forward and grabbed your hand gently, tugging you toward the bed. “Baby, go sit between his legs, with your back facing him.” 

You placed a chaste kiss on his hand as you stood. “Can I offer a suggestion hyung?” Baek asked as you moved on the bed towards him.

“Go ahead.” He replied.

You felt Baek’s chest against your back as you leant back against him. “She should place her legs over mine, leaving you sufficient room,” He smirked. “For activities.” 

Xiumin shook his head as a laugh escaped him. “You know what, terrible joke aside, that’s a good idea.” He nodded at you. “Baby, do as Baek suggested.” You couldn’t help the blush as you did as you were told. You felt exposed, even though you were still fully clothed. Xiumin sat back and looked at the two of you, taking in the sight before him, his eyes practically shining as he did so. Baek hadn’t touched you since Xiumin had entered the room. He was behaving and doing as he was told, a rare sight to behold. His eyes travelled down your body, satisfied with how you were spread open for him, unable to close your legs when he got closer. 

Xiumin swallowed thickly as he crawled up the bed towards the two of you. He made his way into the space left for him between your legs. Once there he hooked a finger under your chin as he guided your face closer to his. He absentmindedly parted his lips the closer you got to him. You licked yours in response. You heard Baek suck in a breath when Xiumin leaned in, capturing your lips in a soft but sure kiss. You felt your body relax at the familiar feeling of his lips on yours. You sighed into it, your hands moving up to cup behind Xiumin’s neck and pull him forward, closer to you. He allowed you to control the kiss for a moment before pushing you as far back as he could without losing his balance. You could feel Baekhyun breathing erratically behind you, unable to do anything but watch as you and Xiumin made out. The kiss had started soft as the two of you got reacquainted with each other but it was rapidly growing more passionate as your tongues collided with each other.

“Fuck.” You heard Baek murmur from behind you. You felt an unmistakable hardness forming against the small of your back as the kiss grew more heated. You moaned into Xiumin’s mouth as he pulled your bottom lip between his teeth and bit. He pulled back to survey his work, taking in your dilated pupils and flushed face. 

“That gone after one kiss?” He remarked, though not entirely faring much better himself. “How wrecked are you going to look after Baek has his turn?” You tried to respond but all of the pent up desire from the day chose to flood your system. All you could feel was your desire for each of them and the fact that at that exact moment, no one was touching you. A whimper escaped you, making Xiumin chuckle. “You want Baek to kiss you baby?”

“Please.” You sounded far more desperate than you wanted to, but you needed it. It was difficult to describe the feelings you were experiencing but the overwhelming desire was clouding everything in its path. Logic and reason were locked away for the night, and you were going to indulge in Xiumin’s fantasy and love every moment of it. As long as someone touched you, right away. Otherwise you felt like you might implode. “Xiu please,”

“Go on Baek, give her what she wants.” He instructed, his eyes never leaving yours. Baek didn’t need to be told twice. You felt the soft press of his lips on your neck which made your eyes flutter as you gasped. You felt Baek smile against your skin as he continued peppering kisses along your neck and jaw before his hand turned your face towards his so he could capture your lips in a searing kiss. His other hand held you firmly against him as the two of you made out. Xiumin took advantage of your neck being bared to him and, not to be outdone by Baek, began peppering it with kisses. You let out a soft moan, and it was as if the tension in the room snapped, taking everyone’s restraint with it. You felt Baekhyun pressing against you as his body sought out any friction he could get, at the same time Xiumin’s soft kisses to your neck became deeper. Every time you felt the scrape of his teeth on your neck you moaned, each one louder than the last. 

Baekhyun noticed what his hyung was doing and took the opportunity to short circuit your brain by doing the exact same thing as Xiumin was. The feeling of having your neck ravished by both men was making you light headed. You were pretty sure that Baek was leaving marks all over the expanse of your neck. The previous marks he’d left had only just faded, not that you cared one bit in that moment. It was nothing an oversized scarf and hoodie couldn’t cover. 

Both men managed to detach themselves from you long enough for Xiumin to utter “Help me strip her.” Baek removed all the clothing on your upper body while he removed your pants, leaving you in just your panties while they were still fully clothed. 

Xiumin scowled at the dark hickey on your hip - the one that had yet to fade, asking who left that mark on you. “That would be me hyung.” Baek replied, “I couldn’t help myself.” He shrugged. He might not have noticed the way Xiumin’s jaw clenched as he stared at the mark, but you sure had, even through the haze of lust clouding your mind. He wasn’t the jealous type but something about them was making him tense. It was on your hip, hidden by clothing but for anyone who got you undressed enough to see it, it was left as a clear reminder of who had been there before them. Of who had claimed you as theirs.

You moved your hand up to cup his jaw softly. His sharp eyes, darkened with lust and something else, something carnal, lifted to yours, and stared at you. “Xiumin, are you jealous that he left marks there?” His gaze swirled with something dangerous, but not dangerous enough to deter you. 

“Careful.” He murmured. His piercing gaze made you feel like prey about to be devoured. Something you were absolutely not against. You steeled your resolve, wanting to make him let loose like you knew he could. If you pushed him just the right amount, he’d forget every insecurity he had about this reward and lose himself to dominating everyone's pleasure. You’d never regretted it in the past so you figured giving him that little push now would result in you getting fucked within an inch of your life before the night was over.

You leant forward, until your mouth ghosted his ear as you whispered. “Would you like to leave your own marks on me Sir?” You heard the hitch in his breath as you spoke. “I’d love it if you left your mark on me. Every time I see it I’d be reminded of exactly what you did to me.” You pulled back, kissing the corner of his lips as you settled back against Baekhyun’s body. From deep within his throat, it sounded like Xiumin growled.

“Hold her hands behind her back. Both of you are going to sit there and watch,” He rasped. “And you,” he said as his eyes locked back onto yours. “Will not cum until I allow you to.” 

“Yes, Sir.” You replied as Baekhyun pulled your hands behind your back and held them in place. 

Xiumin kissed you harshly, the force of him pushing you further back into Baekhyun. You had to arch your back slightly to remain as comfortable as you could in his hold. He broke the kiss and began his descent down your body. He took your request to heart, nipping and sucking your flesh as he moved from your mouth, to your neck, your chest, and stomach before settling between your thighs. Your head was becoming fuzzy from the stimulation, and your body was responding in kind. You could feel the heat running from your neck, down through your chest and settling in your stomach. You weren’t going to be able to look in a mirror and not think of Xiumin for weeks at this rate. 

Your body felt like a live wire. If no one touched you properly soon, you might just cry from how turned on you were. Xiumin’s eyes connected with Baekhyun’s as he clamped his jaw onto your upper thigh, and sucked hard. Baekhyun’s breath hitched and you felt him roll his hips against your lower back, his now hard length grazing your hands. You moaned loudly at the sensation. These two were going to be the death of you tonight, you were this far gone and you’d barely even begun. 

“Look at you, soaking through your panties. We haven’t even touched you properly yet.” He licked his lips as he hooked your legs back over Baekhyun’s, spreading you wide for him. You whimpered, so turned on and desperate for one of them to touch you where you needed it. Xiumin was an excruciatingly patient man though, you knew this as a fact. He would touch you when he was good and ready, and not a moment before that. He probably wanted to get you so worked up that you cried when he finally did give you what you wanted. “Does noona want me to touch her?” He asked condescendingly. Without waiting for your answer he pressed a finger over your clothed pussy, rubbing the digit over the wet spot of your soaked panties. You gasped at the feeling, your hands grasping behind your back, not realising until he whimpered in your ear that you’d palmed Baek’s hard length. Xiumin smirked up at both of you. “I honestly can’t tell if I’m about to ruin both of you or if you’re about to ruin me.” 

“Hyung.” Baekhyun sounded breathless as he stared down at Xiumin between your legs, the elder toying with your panties as he drew out whines from you. Unbeknownst to him, every time he drew a whine from you, your hand clenched around Baekhyun’s cock. Baekhyun’s eyes were beginning to glaze over with want. He was doing everything in his power to not run his mouth or rut up into your hands. “Hyung please, god, please touch her.” 

Xiumin gave him a shit eating grin as he continued playing with your clothed pussy, the fabric now completely soaked through as it all but stuck to you. “I thought I was touching her.” He leant forward and licked a stripe up your ruined panties, making you moan desperately. “See how responsive she is to my touches?”

“Please,” You all but sobbed. “Please, I need more.” Your chest heaved as you tried to regulate your breathing. You felt trapped between their two bodies, your own screaming with desire. “Sir, please.” 

Apparently your near broken plea coupled with calling him Sir was all it took for Xiumin to crack. His control wavered, his patience almost lost as he ripped your panties off of you. You barely even registered the fabric tearing. His eyes floated down, taking in the soaking mess in between your legs. “You’re so fucking wet noona, just for us.” He licked his lips, that devilish smile back. You didn’t have time to breathe before he moved forward, his tongue licking a thick stripe through your folds. His voice deepened with a moan. “You taste so fucking good.” His hot breath joined in the sensational overload as his tongue ran over your clit, brushing little strokes of varying pressure and sending little shocks through your core and up your spine. “You always taste so fucking good.” He murmured against you, the vibrations sending jolts of pleasure through you. “Could eat you out all day, shit.”

Words failed you when he addressed Baek. “Doesn’t she taste divine?” His face still buried in your folds, teasing you with his skillful tongue.

Baekhyun hummed as he rolled his hips into your hand, unable to stop himself from seeking the friction. “Always hyung.” He couldn’t tear his eyes away from the sight of Xiumin all but making out with your pussy. “Makes it hard to stop eating her out.” He groaned as you flattened your palm against the head of his cock. It wasn’t enough, the layers of clothing separating you from him prevented the pleasure from feeling anything but teasing. Still it was better than nothing.

“You’re not wrong. I could stay here for hours.” Xiumin replied. You cried out as his tongue entered your needy hole, lapping at your juices, and you clenched around the muscle. He ate you out like a man starved. He latched onto your clit and sucked while his skilled tongue flicked over it with desperate movements. You knew it wouldn’t take you long to reach your peak, not with all the anticipation and teasing that had led to this point. You felt your legs tremble as your orgasm built inside you. But you weren’t allowed to cum yet, Xiumin hadn’t said you could. You didn’t know how you could possibly stop yourself from teetering over the edge but you tried your best to last as long as you could for him. You didn’t want to disobey him today, you wanted to be good for him. 

The two of you had dabbled in having him be a brat tamer before, and whilst that was a very very fond memory, it was not fitting for today. His low voice pulled you from your thoughts. “Are you ok baby?” The pressure within you was mounting and your body shook from every flick of his tongue over your clit. You couldn’t speak, as much as you wanted to, all you could do was let out broken moans as Xiumin brought you closer and closer to your peak. A peak you didn’t want to cross without being given permission to. 

Baek answered for you. “I think she wants to cum hyung. She’s practically vibrating against me.” He was enthralled with watching you fall apart on another man’s tongue, a sight he didn’t think he’d ever erase from his memory, but he wanted to keep things moving as he grew more and more desperate to be actively involved. “She’s done so well for us so far, and I can’t lie hyung. I think it’ll be really fucking hot to watch her cum all over your face.” 

Xiumin had to pause at Baekhyun’s brazenness. He’d expected the dirty talk to extend to you but was rapidly finding out that the filthy exchanges they were having were only turning him on more. “Well, when you put it like that, how could I resist?” He replied. He gave you no notice as he closed his mouth over your clit, taking it between his teeth and sucked hard, the pressure that had been building exploded as your orgasm slammed into you. The force of it knocked the air from you, a loud and desperate moan left your lips, your legs shook from the intensity of it. He massaged your legs, gently lapping at your pussy while you came down. Your body twitched with the residual aftershocks he continued to draw from you with every swipe of his tongue.

As you recovered from your intense high you felt the soft press of Baekhyun’s lips on your neck. You shivered at the sensation, coupled with Xiumin rubbing his hands over your thighs, up to your waist and back down in a soothing motion. Your breathing was still laboured as you opened your eyes only to find Xiumin staring up at you, his mouth and chin glistening with your juices as he stopped overstimulating you. His gaze was still intense as he watched Baekhyun continue to leave little butterfly kisses along your neck, causing your body to shiver with need. 

Your movement did not go unnoticed by Xiumin, who chuckled. “You still need more huh? Nearly passed out from your first orgasm but you already want more don’t you?” 

Baekhyun smirked against your neck. “Noona, so needy for us. Was hyungs mouth not enough to fully satisfy you? Do you need something to fill you up?” He brought his hands to your breasts and tweaked your nipples as he sucked another mark into your neck.

You cried out. “God, yes. Please.” There was no denying that the orgasm Xiumin had just coaxed from you was mind blowing. Despite that, you could feel your pussy clenching around nothing. You needed more, needed something inside you.

“All in good time, can’t have you being selfish and getting all the pleasure now can we?” Xiumin said. “I think it’s time you did something for us.” He continued, as he stood from the bed and pulled his shirt over his head, revealing his toned torso to you. “To show that you deserve what we can give you.” He crooked his fingers and beckoned you to come to him. You leant forward and crawled towards him, removing yourself from Baek’s reach. Behind you Baekhyun bit his bottom lip as he watched your naked form move away from him. 

You popped the button on his jeans and slowly unzipped his pants, his bulge tenting his underwear. He let out a soft grunt as you let your hand roam over his underwear. “Do not fucking tease me right now. You know better than that baby.” You smiled to yourself as memories flooded you, the times you had pushed his patience over the edge, of how roughly he took you, not letting you cum until you were a mess of tears, begging him for your release. But tonight, you were going to do as you were told, even though it was becoming evident that your bratty side wanted to play. You were doing your best to keep her in check. You pulled his pants and underwear down, letting them pool at his ankles, his cock slapped against his stomach as it was finally freed from the confines of his clothing, your mouth watered at the sight. You looked up at him and he raised a brow at you. “Why don’t you show our Baekhyun how well you suck cock?” You said. Heat flooded you at the thought of being watched while you had another man’s cock in your mouth. 

He lifted his head and made eye contact with the younger, very horny man behind you. “And Baek, be a good boy and strip. You’re only allowed to watch now, no touching yourself.” You heard Baekhyun whine behind you, the poor guy was needy. He’d been rutting his hips into your lower back and hands for friction just moments ago and now he had to sit and watch, and wasn’t even allowed to relieve some of the tension he was clearly feeling. 

“Do not make me wait noona.” Xiumin’s commanding tone brought you back to the present. He was hard, very hard. You didn’t want to tease but you also didn’t want to rush this so you slowly spread the precum over his cock, running your fingers up his shaft, around the head, and down again. Xiumin opened his mouth to scold you for teasing him but his words were replaced by a groan of pleasure as you wrapped your fingers around his length and started moving your hand up and down, varying the pressure as you pumped his cock. “Fuck,” He all but whispered. 

He was always so responsive to your touches, so much so that it only spurred you on. You wanted, no needed to taste him. Part of you also wanted to ruin Baekhyun by making him such a horny mess that he might just cum untouched from watching you and Xiumin. You licked the tip of his swollen cock before bringing your lips to it and sucking softly. Xiumin let out a gasp, his hips bucking involuntarily as you finally took him into your mouth. You moved slowly, relishing in the feel of him in your mouth, filling it up. You blinked your eyes slowly as you gazed up at him as your mouth enveloped his cock. A sheen of sweat covered his forehead as he stared back at you through heavily lidded eyes.

He praised with a rough voice, as his fingers gripped your hair. “That’s right, baby, just like that. You look so good with my cock stuffed in your mouth.” You didn’t break eye contact as you moved down his length, curling one hand around his base as you bobbed your head, taking more of him in each time you made your descent. You flattened your tongue against the underside of his cock and felt his hands hold your head in a vice grip as his resolve started to wane, a deep groan emitting from his throat. He let his head roll back, his breathing growing erratic as short pants mixed with small groans flow out of his mouth.

He held your head in place as he rolled his hips into you, fucking into your mouth. His first strokes were slow and languid, letting you get used to the fullness in you, but he soon began pushing further and further. His cock started hitting the back of your throat, and on one deep thrust he had your nose pressed up against him as he bottomed out. He held it there for a few seconds. “Fucking hell. Look at you, taking me all the way. You love this don’t you? Choking on my cock in front of another man.” You shivered, as you felt your arousal leak from you. You hadn’t expected to be this turned on from just sucking his cock but you felt light you were on fire with need. You wanted to be used by them so thoroughly that you couldn’t move at the end of the night. 

You let yourself relax around him, trusting yourself in his hands, after all Xiumin had never once hurt you. He’d been the one you’d played the roughest with but he’d always taken care of you. When he felt you relax he began thrusting again, this time his strokes were getting faster, but still just as deep. “Love fucking your face noona, you, shit, you feel so good.” You struggled to hold yourself up as he used you, his hand in your hair the only anchor holding you up as you became a puppet for his use.

You knew he was approaching his climax when he began to move with less concern for the wellbeing of your throat, gagging you with his cock every few thrusts. You did your best to keep your jaw slack, as your throat was being rubbed raw, drool and precum fell down your chin in streams. “So messy, fuck, look at you. I’m almost there baby, you can take a bit more.” You moved your spare hand to massage his balls, rolling them in your palm as he thrusted into your mouth. Your action makes him groan louder than before, needier too. Your thighs clenched together, desperate in your need for friction. But you were being good, you didn’t touch or move. You choked a few times, tears falling down your cheeks to mix with the other fluids on your chin as he came. “Such a good girl for me, took me so well, let me use you to get off.” He stroked your face gently, wiping the tears away as he smiled down at you. “Wasn’t she such a good girl Baek?” He asked.

“Fuck, yes hyung, she was.” Baekhyun’s reply was strained with desire. 

“Did you touch yourself Baek?” He asked bluntly. You turned to look at him and felt a jolt through your core at just how wrecked he looked. He was breathing heavily, his chest flushed as his hands had a death grip on the sheets to stop him from touching himself. He looked so painfully hard, his rigid cock practically weeping with pre cum, twitching with need, it was so messy, and you knew how he loved it messy.

Baekhyun shook his head. “N-no. Fuck if you could see how much wetter she got from you throat fucking her hyung, my god. Please, let her touch me or let me touch myself I’m fucking dying over here.” You felt heat wash over you as you clenched around nothing. You should have felt some type of shame about how lewdly they were talking about you but you didn’t. You trusted these two men with your entire being and knew that they would never speak ill of you. Plus you were a little too fucked out to care.

Xiumin caught you staring at Baekhyun and smiled. “Baby, why don’t you treat him to your filthy mouth?” He gave you a little push to set you in motion as you crawled between Baekhyun’s legs. “Holy fuck, you weren’t wrong Baek. She is so fucking wet.” You turned your head to look back at Xiumin, who was now kneeling on the bed as he stared between your legs. His eyes flicked up to yours understanding what you wanted. “If you’re good I’ll give you what you want.” He gave your ass a light tap to direct your attention back to Baek.

“Please don’t tease me noona.” Baekhyun whimpered as you slowly grasped his length in your hand.

“You don’t want me to take my time with you?” You asked playfully. Baekhyun was always putty in your hands when it came to having his cock in your mouth. He got too eager, enjoyed it too much and never lasted that long. You guessed tonight would be no different especially since he’d had to watch you and not relieve himself while doing so. 

“Fuck. No. I’m just too fucking horny to endure it.” You heard the need in his voice, the normally even tone pitching up slightly as he tried to hold himself together. “I’m doing my best to not grab your head and shove my cock in your mouth right now. Watching you with hyung, holy fuck it was so hot, I don’t know if I’m going to last very long after watching him rail your throat.” He panted.

“I’ll make you feel good Baek, I promise.” You said. He let his head fall back against the headboard as you took the head of his cock into your mouth and sucked gently. He moaned loudly at finally being touched, his eyes wide with pleasure.

“Hyung, can - fuck - can I touch her?” He sounded so broken as he tried to speak, his breath hitching every time you moved your tongue around his swollen head.

You felt Xiumin shift on the bed until he was kneeling behind you. He rubbed his hand down your spine as you took Baekhyun into your mouth once more. “You may.” Baekhyun gripped your hair as he watched his cock disappear into your mouth. You shuddered when you felt Xiumin’s fingers drag through your slick folds. “Noona, you are so fucking wet. Does it turn you on this much to be with two men?” 

You lifted your head from Baekhyun’s cock, much to his disdain. “Yes, fuck” you rasped, your throat raw from the abuse Xiumin had inflicted upon it. “Sir, please touch me.” 

“Why should I?” He teased as one finger circled your clit.

You moaned loudly. “I’ve been so good.” 

“Do you want your noona to suck your cock Baekhyun?” Xiumin said as you lowered yourself back towards his cock. You stared into his fucked out eyes and waited for him to respond. He nodded and you shifted down, placing a kitten lick to the tip of his leaking cock, causing him to whimper at the feeling. You don’t break eye contact with him as Xiumin spoke again. “You want your noona to suck your thick cock and make you fall apart while your hyung stuffs noona with his fingers?”

Baekhyun’s eyes almost rolled in the back of his head as Xiumin spoke, his hips bucking up towards you with need. “Jesusfuckingchrist hyung, holy shit, yes. Yes I want that. Please.”

Xiumin waited for you to take Baekhyun back into your mouth before he plunged two fingers into your aching pussy. You moaned around Baekhyun’s cock at the feeling, finally being touched and having your mouth filled at the same time. You swirled your tongue on the underside of his cock as you took more of him in, finding your rhythm so you could rock back onto Xiumin’s fingers and forward onto Baekhyun’s cock. 

You ran your nails down his thighs as you let your jaw relax, allowing Baekhyun to begin thrusting up into it. “Holy shit this is hot, you should see yourself noona, gonna make you choke on my cock while hyung makes you cum on his fingers.”

“You liked that didn’t you?” Xiumin remarked. “I felt you clench around me, you needy little thing. If you want to cum then you’d better hold still and let us use you.” Your eyes widened as you clenched around his fingers again.

Baekhyun began to fuck your throat as you held yourself in position, your hands gripping his thighs. You moaned around his cock as you felt Xiumin's hand match the pace Baekhyun was setting. They were both entering you at the same time, you’d never felt so full. The pressure was building within you at an alarming pace and you knew you’d snap if they kept up this momentum. Baekhyun’s moans became higher pitched and more frequent as he started to really enjoy the feeling of your throat sucking him in every time he fucked into it. The vibrations from your moans were only adding to the pleasure he was feeling. “Fuck, I’m close.” He panted.

Xiumin removed his fingers from you. You whined at the loss only to let out a strangled cry as he began to vigorously circle and tap your clit. “Then cum. Both of you.” Both of you came undone at his words, your orgasm slamming into you as Baekhyun thrusted once more and held himself in your throat as he came while you writhed against Xiumin’s relentless fingers, tears streaming down your face at the combination of choking on Baekhyun’s cock and being overstimulated by Xiumin. 

You pulled off Baekhyun as you tried to get away from Xiumin’s relentless fingers. “Xiu please, I need a minute. Too sensitive.” You whined. He acquiesced and released you from his wandering hands. 

Baekhyun was immobile, his chest heaving as he recovered from his own high. He somehow looked even more fucked out than he had before. “Holy shit.” He said to himself. 

Xiumin pulled him from his daze by telling him to move to the chair at the end of the bed and watch. Baekhyun stood on slightly wobbly legs, walked over and threw himself down on the comfy chair facing the bed, leant back and got as comfortable as a naked man could in a hotel chair, as his eyes roamed over the bed as they sought you out. “I know this is your reward hyung but I feel like we’re all reaping this reward.” He grinned. 

He had a moment where the facade cracked and you saw the excitement in Xiumin’s eyes as he took a beat to take in that he was actually experiencing one of his largest fantasies right now. Not only that, but it was going well. He only let that slip last for a second before he was back, moving to sit in the position Baekhyun had been in on the bed. You stared at him as you waited for him to tell you where he wanted you. He was lazily stroking his hard length as he let his eyes roam over your body. “Come here noona.” You made your way over to him, and climbed onto his lap.

“Are you enjoying your reward Xiu?” You asked softly as you wrapped your arms around his neck. 

He let his forehead fall forward and press against yours. “It is everything I imagined and more. Thank you for helping make it happen.” He smiled genuinely at you, that beautiful gummy smile that you adored, before he kissed you. He let his hands run over your shoulders, ghosting past your breasts, running down the sides of your waist so gently it made you shiver, before coming to rest on your hips, kneading the skin there as he deepened the kiss. He sighed into you, pressing his lips down harder, hungrier. You gasped into his mouth as he pulled your hips against his cock. “Turn around. Want you to ride me while facing him. Make him watch you fuck yourself on my cock. You’ll ruin him, and I’ll get to watch your ass bounce on my cock so we both win.” Xiumin gave you another one of his annoying little smirks. 

You gave him one more heat filled kiss before you turned in his lap. Baekhyun’s eyes widened as he figured out what was happening, his hands gripping his thighs in anticipation. You didn’t have much time to focus on the look on his face because Xiumin suddenly dipped his finger into your sopping entrance, using your juices to coat his cock. You let out a shaky moan as he moved you into position and waited for you to begin. He let you know you were taking too long by delivering a swift smack to you ass, which caught you by surprise as you cried out.

Slowly you lifted yourself up, aligned his cock with your core and sunk down to the hilt. You both moaned out at the feeling of your wet, hot walls moulding around him and pulling him in. You stayed like that for a second, head thrown back and nails digging into his thighs as you got used to the stretch. “Fuuuuck, that’s hot.” You heard Baekhyun groan. You locked eyes with him as you started to move, setting a steady pace to begin with as you relished in the feel of Xiumin’s cock hitting you in all the right places from this angle. Xiumin’s hands rubbed up and down your sides as he helped guide you up and down on his length. He threw his head back in pleasure at how deep you were taking him.

Baekhyun couldn’t help himself any more as he was hard again. The sight of you bouncing on Xiumin’s cock, your tits bouncing, the sounds you were making, all of it was too much. He wrapped his fingers around himself and squeezed hard. He bit back a moan, as his head tipped back as the relief of his own touch spread through his body and pre cum leaked from his tip. You moaned at the sight of him touching himself as you fucked yourself on Xiumin’s cock, quickening your pace. You heard Xiumin moaning and cursing behind you as your pace became increasingly desperate. 

“Hyung,” Baekhyun’s voice was strained with need.

“Wh-fuck, what?” He grunted.

“How does she feel?”

“She feels amazing, fucking herself on me so good.” He moaned as you changed the angle of your pelvis, desperate to feel him hit that specific spot inside you. “Our baby is desperate to get off aren’t you?”

“I can’t, Xiu-” You cried out. 

“Baek, get up and kneel in front of her.” He said as he pushed you off his cock, moving you onto all fours. “Baby, think you can take both of us at the same time? One fucking this pretty pussy and one using that skilled mouth of yours?”

You whimpered at his question, too overwhelmed with the prospect of being filled so wonderfully by them that you forgot to answer. “All you need to do is say yes, baby.” He said. “But I will not do anything until you tell me how much you want it.” He slowly dragged his cock through your folds.

“Yes, oh god, yes, please sir, I need it.” When he didn’t move a muscle you tried again. “Xiumin, please.”  

“Sorry baby, I was just savouring my fantasy. Trust me, we want nothing more than to give you exactly what you need.” He entered you in one thrust, bottoming out with a grunt. Your hands grasped onto Baekhyun’’s arm for dear life as your body went rigid. A loud moan and gasp left your lips and when Baekhyun grabbed your jaw and brought his cock to your lips an honest to god whine came out. You were completely lost to their ministrations, theirs to use as they saw fit. As long as you came you didn’t care what they did. Baekhyun pressed his length into your mouth and began to thrust into your mouth at the same pace that Xiumin pounded into you from behind. You had never felt so full in your life.

"Look so good with our cocks inside you, noona," Baekhyun praised, his voice huskier than you’d ever heard it before, which made you clench around Xiumin, who let out a loud moan.

"Fuck, yeah," he breathed, as he snapped his hips into you even harder, working himself in and out of your pussy. "Keep talking to her like that, Baek," he grunted the younger man, "Her sweet little pussy's tightening up so fucking perfectly."

"You like when I talk dirty to you don’t you noona?" He teased as he fisted your hair into a makeshift ponytail as he matched Xiumin’s new pace. “Noona is just greedy and cock-hungry for us aren’t you? You like having hyung and I inside those needy holes of yours don’t you?" You could barely think straight as one cock entered you the other pulled back, alternating their thrusts to ensure there was never not a cock filling you.

You moaned in agreement around his cock as you let them stuff you full, telling you exactly how you felt around them and how good you’re being for them. Xiumin’s cock brushed against that spot inside you that made you cry out in pleasure, the sound muffled by Baekhyun’s cock filling your mouth. Your thighs shook as Xiumin brought you to another climax. You felt Baekhyun pull out of your mouth as he watched you fall apart on Xiumin’s cock. He kept thrusting into you as he chased his own high, his pace somehow becoming harder and faster. “Fuck noona, you’re sucking me back in. Your tight pussy is taking me so well. FUCK.” He snapped his hips into you at a brutal pace, his hands gripped your hips hard enough to leave bruises.

“You’re gonna let Baek fuck you as soon as I’m done with you. He’s been so patient, waiting to fucking ruin you on his cock.” He groaned as his pace grew erratic, a clear sign that he was going to cum soon.

“Yes Xiu, I’ll let him fuck me. He can fuck your cum back into me.” You moaned, the overstimulation beginning to turn into pleasure once more. “Please Xiu, want you to cum inside, want you to fill me up.” He growled as he thrusted into you once more as he came inside you. He held himself in you as he panted, trying to catch his breath and come back down from his dizzying high.

“Baek, your turn.” He said as he pulled out of you and flipped you on your back. His hair was stuck to his face from the exertion of fucking you. He looked spent as he moved to your side and leant down to kiss you passionately. “You look so fucking hot noona, being so good for us.” He whispered in between kisses.

Baekhyun moved so that he was between your legs and groaned at the sight before him. “Oh baby, you have no idea how much I want to wreck you now.” His first thrust was deep and slow, moving with purpose as he enjoyed the feel of being inside you. “You look so filthy with hyung’s cum dripping out of you. You wanted me to fuck it back into you?” The next thrust had more force behind it and you felt him. Your head fell back as he fucked you, his grunts and moans increasing in volume. 

His hair stuck to his forehead from the exertion, his eyes alternating their focus from your face to watching his cock disappear into your pussy. He leant forward, effectively folding you in half as he sped up, his thrusts becoming more erratic. “Fuck, how are you this hot? I am not going to last long baby.”

“Shit, me either Baek.” You moaned as Xiumin moved from kissing your lips to your neck, down your chest until his mouth attached to your nipple. He used his hands to massage your breasts as his tongue laved at your nipples. He watched you intently as you cried out for them both to keep touching and fucking you. “Oh fuck, I’m gonna, Baek, I’m gonna cum.”

Baekhyun picked up his pace, slamming into you with vigour as you clamped down on his cock, milking him for all he was worth, your final orgasm of the night hitting you so hard that you almost blacked out. You felt utterly spent, in the best way, but you could do very little as the two men praised you, Baekhyun carrying you to the bathroom to clean you both up while Xiumin went to his room to steal the sheets from the bed. It didn’t matter how spent he was, he’d rather die before sleeping on cum stained sheets. When they’d finished cleaning you up all three of you fell into your bed together, a tangled mess of limbs. You had one man on either side of you. The two that had started this whole thing. 

“Well that was better than my drunk texts.” You murmured. Both men burst into laughter on either side of you. 

Silence settled over the room again as you all began to give in to the call of sleep, comfy, clean and warm. Baekhyun hummed. “I wish you’d had that cheerleader outfit with you.”

“Shut the fuck up.” You replied with a laugh.

“No, he’s onto something there.” Minseok reasoned as he giggled. “That outfit was really hot. Do you still own it?”

You couldn’t help but laugh at them, even though you wanted to sound pissed off. “I hate both of you, and if my legs worked I’d get up and leave this room right now.”

“Hyung high five, we broke her.” Baekhyun continued laughing.

“Shut up!” Both you and Minseok yelled happily.

You let your laughs die down as you snuggled into each other, exhausted both physically and mentally. You realised now that all the rewards had been completed. You’d think on what that meant moving forward later. Right now you just wanted to pass out, and maybe wake up to some continued fun, but you’d understand if Minseok considered the threesome request completed now.

Minseok chose that moment to speak up. “Thank you both for this. It’s uh, it’s weird to thank you for it but you know, it feels necessary. But I’m glad it was the two of you.” Minseok was doing his best to stay awake long enough to thank you both, something he really didn't need to do.

“Talk later, sleep now.” You mumbled as you felt yourself succumb to post coital exhaustion.

A/N: Um so yeah, that happened. Did the smut get away from me? Yes. Are we ok? Can I hand out fans and refreshments to any of you? Real talk, thank you for reading and sticking with me over the insanely long time it's taken to write this fic. I'd love to hear who you want her to end up with, I've got 3 endings penned and I'm still picking which one feels right so your feedback would help :)

Masterpost | Chapter 46 | Chapter 48 (coming soon)

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Kinktober Day 23

Cheating - Xiumin

!dom Xiumin

You wait impatiently by the front door, pacing your hallway back and forth, back and forth until you hear his familiar knock on the other side.

“Minseok,” You smile with a relieved sigh, “Come in, please… I’ve missed you.”

Your heart skips a beat as you shut the door behind him, locking it for good measure as you always do. You lock eyes with him and instantly step forward into his arms, leaning up on your toes to kiss him softly.

“Jagiya,” He greets you, his lips brushing yours as he dares not pull back, “I came as soon as you called.”

You lean into him with butterflies in your stomach, relying heavily on him to soothe your aching heart. Another day, another business trip, leaving you home alone for another week, but you aren’t alone anymore.

“Thank you, Seokkie,” You reply, “I’m sorry to do this to you again.”

You had promised last time would be exactly that, the last time. You promised not to call him, not to ask him to see you, not to continue the affair. You promised to leave your husband, but you were so afraid of the fall out that you couldn’t do it, although your heart only beats for the man whose arms you are currently in.

“I know,” He nods, “But I wouldn’t have picked up if I didn’t want this too. I love you, jagi, I love you so much.”

You kiss him to stop yourself from crying, because he is the only man who has said this to you in years, and he always does. Every time that he sees you or speaks to you, he makes it known. You haven’t known a love like this ever, apart from him, and you curse yourself for not working harder to keep him around.

“I love you,” You reply effortlessly, kissing him again and again, “Show me how much you love me.”

You are reminded of the way that you met, drunk at a club after a particularly bad fight with your husband. Minseok caught your eye, and while you tried to resist at first, his charm when he spoke to you won you over so easily, and you were home with him before the night was even really starting.

That tension never left, though things definitely were harder once you had admitted that you were married, he stuck around because as the both of you would say.

“I can’t let go, there is something here that is irreplaceable.”

Minseok kisses you harder, hands already working their way under your clothes to take them off you. You too begin to undress him, desire taking over your inhibitions, no thoughts on anything except for him.

“Jagi,” He murmurs, lifting you off the ground with ease once you both are naked, clothing dropped wherever they landed, “I need you to be mine.”

You wrap your legs tight around his waist, feeling his erection growing as he steps you down the hallway towards your bedroom, the one he has become so familiar with over the last six months. Your husband is away at least twice a month, if not longer, and Minseok barely spent a night away from you during those times.

“I know,” You agree with him, you know that he is right, “I’m working on it, I promise.”

He places you down onto the mattress, and you shuffle backwards while he follows, spreading your legs to give him room between him. You stare up at him, admiring his features, his beautiful eyes, angular jawline, and his perfect smile. You are enamoured by him, and the more that you stare, the more that you realise that you are so lucky, and you need to take the leap that your anxiety has been holding you back from.

Minseok is gentle as he warms you up, kissing all over your body, paying extra attention to your most sensitive spots. Your neck, right up by your ear, your collarbones and your breasts, as his fingers find purchase at your core, starting with one and then working up to two, and then three until you can’t take it anymore.

“Fuck,” You moan as he replaces his fingers with his cock, thrusting in all the way in one swift movement, “God, don’t stop.”

Minseok kisses you feverishly, as you swing a leg over his hip to let him hit it deeper, your hands in his hair as your breathing syncs up. He fucks you perfectly, having actually taken the time to learn what you like, how you like it, and actually caring about you, he was perfect.

“Please, jagi,” He groans, “Please leave him, I can’t wait any longer, I need you with me always.”

You get close so quickly, the result a mixture of how good he fucks you, and the way that you feel about him. It may be from the endorphin rush, and you may regret it later when the anxiety returns, but as you reach your peak, there is only one thing that you can possibly say.

“I’m yours, Minseok,” You admit it, body shaking as you tip over the edge, “I’ll leave… I… fuck, yes!”

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GUARDIAN — in a world where guardians remained concealed from human eyes, minseok found himself at the heart of a cosmic shift when you, a reluctant demon, were forced to follow the new rules of the astral realm, which led to you coming in direct contact with your human. but, you weren't the only one with powers; minseok had somehow managed to chip away at your icy demeanour with ease. (ONESHOT, GUARDIAN AU, FLUFF)

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ׂ╰┈➤ Summary: Two seasoned detectives face their most challenging case yet whilst navigating the acknowledgment that their relationship might be more than just professional.

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A headcanon with Exo:

How would they express their feelings for the reader?

a/n: thank you for requesting <3 i did this thinking about love languages, i hope it's okay!

minseok:

acts of service.

minseok has a beautiful way with words, but most of the times he gets awkward to say them out loud, so he learned his love language is acts of service. whenever he sees you're feeling down, he'll do something nice for you, so more often than not you'll get home to him cleaning up the house, finishing that task you've been trying to do for weeks but work just wouldn't let you, or all dressed up waiting for you so he can take you out and treat you with a nice meal.

he always says "i love you" at the end of a phone call or before leaving, but more than that, he tends to show you he loves you through his acts.

junmyeon:

gifts.

i know we all (fans and members) joke about junmyeon being rich and spending all his money as he wants, but somehow he learned that giving gifts is also a love language.

don't get me wrong, he doesn't think he can win people over with that. but if you see and like a nice little pair of earrings, what's the matter with him buying it for you? if you complain to him that you're having a shitty day, is really that bad for him to buy you your favorite desert and get it delivered at your work? if you're the love of his life, the one he's sure he wants to spend the eternity with, can't he buy a new house for the two of you where you can start a family together?

think about it...

yixing:

physical touch.

zhang yixing is one of the softest boys out there. he has a busy schedule and he always puts work first, so sometimes he can't be around you as much as he'd want. so whenever he has some time to spend with you, believe me - he'll be all over you. he will kiss you every chance he have, hug you even if all you're doing is brushing your teeth, lean on your shoulder while you're watching your favorite show.

yixing always makes you feel loved, wanted. he's forever grateful for all the support you give him, for all the times you let him go with a smile on your face because he needed to persue his dreams. he may write a few songs about the way he feels about you, but he rather show you through his touch.

baekhyun:

quality time.

baekhyun knows exactly what he wants and how he wants, so he has confessed to you before. but the funny thing you've realized is, baekhyun is so full of love but has been hurt so many times, that he tries not to talk about his feelings a lot - he's lowkey scared it will all happen again if he wear them on his sleeve.

so, to always remind you how much he loves you and how he cares about you, he learned to just spend some time with you. and it's so natural to him, to turn off the world and just focus on you, give you his full attention; watching your every move, listening to your every word, doing whatever makes you happy - always with a smile on his lips and eyes overflowing with tenderness.

jongdae:

words of affirmation.

have you seen jongdae? he's the walking form of words of affirmation. he is always reminding you how amazing you are, how he's grateful for all the things you do for him, how he knows you're capable of anything you want.

he might not be the one to give you the best birthday gift ever, for an example, but he will always be the one to make you cry at his beautiful words. he might not always be around when you need a hug, but he's always just a call away whenever you're facing some trouble and needs someone to tell you "i love you" and "i believe in you" - and jongdae does, from the bottom of his heart.

chanyeol:

acts of service & physical thouch.

chanyeol is a mix of both, i think. he's the human definition of a golden retriever, i swear! whenever you're sad or need some reassurance, chanyeol hugs you and pulls you closer to his chest because he solemly believe - but won't ever admit it - that how much he loves you emanates from his body and it can heal you.

apart from that, he also likes to shows you that he loves you through his actions rather than words, so don't be surprised if you ever come home and oh, that photo you two took together last month on a trip is now hanging on your wall. (:

kyungsoo:

acts of service.

if you think kyungsoo isn't good with his words, you're right. he has some trouble talking about his feelings, so very early on his life he learned that he can show gratitude and love through his actions. he tends to care for those around him, especially the ones who has done a lot for him too, so of course it wouldn't be different with you.

you also realized this as soon as you two got together. it isn't unusual for kyungsoo to only smile and nod when you tell him you love him, followed by either him bringing you food because you're so busy with work or letting you sleep till noon even though it's his day off and you were supposed to be together - you deserve that rest and he worries about your health because he loves you, so it's okay.

jongin:

physical touch.

there's a very specific moment in one of superm's lives that jongin holds baekhyun's fingers and keeps playing with them for such a long time... that's how he acts with you too.

jongin does say he loves you, very often actually, but you feel that everytime he touches you - which he also does a lot. he's always touching you somehow, from pulling you close everytime he laughs to just touching shoulders while watching something on the couch. he needs that warmth, he craves that from his lover, and he can only hope that it's enough to show you that hey, he's so in love with you (spoiler alert: it is more than enough).

sehun:

gifts.

poor baby doesn't know how to show love. perhaps, since he's not only exo's maknae but also the youngest from his family, he has always been spoiled and showered with love in so many ways that he doesn't know how to pay back. the only way he gets to do it, and that's also a little bit of junmyeon's fault, is through gift giving.

sehun showers you with gifts every chance he gets. anything you want, name it and it's yours - or don't name it, because sehun learned how to read you so everytime you see something, check the price and be like "hm, that's too expansive" DO NOT be fooled, give sehun barely two weeks and the thing you wanted it's on your hands. he'll spoil you rotten if you let him, but don't blame him, it's his way to say "i love you so much, thank you for taking care of me".