#nan talks

[bitchlessdino]

My mood board atm ain’t it pretty

[princessleechan]

Hey guys I wasn’t kidding when I said I was feeling sick yesterday. I plan on posting chapter 2 today but I think I’m gonna take the rest of the week to rest and recover, sorry guys. If I feel better sooner that’d be great and I might post more but for now, chapter 2 tonight, and some rest for me the rest of the week.

[cuntdino]

had to fight my husband off for my can of monster because we both know its bad for me

[bitchlessdino]

NOT INTO THE NEW YEAR LEE CHAN WHAT THE FUCK

[bitchlessdino]

Guess what I’m gonna be obsessed with for the rest of my life

[bitchlessdino]

YALL IM DYING HES TOO COMMITTED TO THE BIT

[bitchlessdino]

I just wanna say that this hair is so fucking fantastic on him. And that I think little mochi is probably my most favorite fansite, because why does every photo they take look so breathtaking.

[bitchlessdino]

SO NO ONE WAS GONNA SAY ANYTHING

[bitchlessdino]

i was having a glass of wine and all of a sudden i thought smt: listen to me, dino invited you to his apartment and your conversation was good and all, and now he puts on some music and stuff and you're kinda drunk so you start to dancing and feeling the vibe, feeling yourself and he's so mesmerized by your moves and thinks it's so sexy that he's walking up to you from behind and kissing your neck and suddenly you're moving and kissing.. sorry i’m out of my mind😵‍💫

This ask was written so so long ago and now I can’t help but think of that recently leaked Ariana song ‘fantasize.'

warning: alcohol, suggestive content, insinuated sexual content

It's in the moment and yes, you're a little out of it because the wine, but you've been looking to whine down with Chan for a while to release this bit of discomforting tension. You've never worked with him before and had only seen him perform as an audience not a partner. It just didn't immediately click the first time you met and you wanted to change for this to work.

Little did you know the wine was what you needed to completely loosen up. You let Chan put on a song, any it didn't matter, and just happened to be that song. Everyone and their mother knew this song, including you, and with the combination of your drink and several years of practiced dance made you embody that trending choreography.

You let yourself move, the unnatural warmth running throughout your body and soon enough, Chan came to follow. He was more than impressed, he was tantalized. First and foremost, as a fellow dancer, and second, as someone who couldn't help himself. He didn't always perform solo, and seeing someone of your caliber wasn't rare, but the aura you emitted was. It was pure, raw movement that would make any person in the room stare and here he was, lucky to have it all to himself in the comfort of his apartment.

He doesn't know what he's thinking when his hand slides over yours sides, nose tracking over the side of your neck, or when his digits dig at your hip. Surely you hadn't drunk much to just 'let this happen' you even beckoned him forward. So when your back presses into the first of his chest, he finds that high worth chasing.

First it's his lips on your neck. Kisses that burn every inch of skin, raising the micro hairs on your body. You breath hitches, leaning into him, and his lips press deeper. Your hips sway. Your back arches. His hands guide you by the waist rhythmically to the music and all without disturbing his personal process.

In swift turn, your lips are on his. Your bodies become a unit, unable to pry apart, unable to resist the taste once it's stolen, and it's as if you're bound by glue. Somehow, you're still familiar with the melody in the background, moving on sync to each beat like perfect machines. It's magic together. You accomplish not only what you've wanted, the sake working together, but you discover something that was perhaps was always there and just needed a turning point.

When you part, your eyes stare back at each other as if asking, 'what took so long?' Neither of you know, however, it's clear that it didn't matter when it'd happen, just that it did. Instantly, your lips reunite. Sweetness on your tongue and a lack of inhibition in your step, Chan backs you into a room. His room. And finally you can start this truly moving. Moving to the beat of your excited, restless heart.

[bitchlessdino]

I fear that DINO will carry around a pair of sunglasses every day for the rest of his life just to bust it out as pi cheolin on the most random occasions. The thing is no one’s gonna be mad. They’re all going to find it entertaining especially with Seventeen, encouraging him all the damn time.

[bitchlessdino]

THE WAY WONWOO HAS THE FATTEST BREEDING KINK.

WHY WOULD YOU PUT THIS IN MY HEAD.

Now I must inform others of this @wonwussy @multi-kpop-fanfics

He’s so fucking possessive we all know this, but when he’s rutting in you with a hole full of cum that it’s just oozing down your ass cheeks, his thigh, and even the bedding, he can’t help but let out a guttural moan. He’s pushing his fat cocking deeper and deeper inside you, hands in your hair and holding on to that position until he’a cumming more into you. “God, this pussy is euphoric.”

You feel his palm meet your flesh harshly and you flinch as he runs the same hand down your side. “Whose pussy does this belong to hmm?”

“Y-you…”

“What’s that?” He spanks you again. “I know my good slut would speak up a lot louder than that.”

“Y-your pussy. This is y-yours, sir.”

He lets out a content scoff. “Fucking right, cumslut.”

He pulls out half way just to push it back in again, the hot load slipping out of you easily like nectar, defiling your insides but a the time same time make you feel whole and so so full. You were loud, clenching on to the sheets beneath you for dear life, feeling your eyes roll to the back of your head.

“Better take all of my cum. You don’t want to waste even a drop if you want to keep being my little whore.”

[bitchlessdino]

Perfect perfect Lee Chan 🥹🥹🥹

[bitchlessdino]

I hate obsessing over a man but this is literally his album cover

How can I not just get on my knees and tie my hair back to suck so hard on his d—

[bitchlessdino]

I’m gonna be so mean and upfront I don’t give a fuck. Anyone that doesn’t give a fuck about DINO please leave my page forever.

[bitchlessdino]

👁️👁️👁️👁️👁️👁️👁️👁️👁️👁️👁️👁️👁️👁️👁️👁️👁️👁️

[bitchlessdino]

I hope all carats, old and new, know the power of your words and realize at the end of the day, the members don’t know you. Their relationship with themselves and others is something you, me, anyone otherwise will never understand like they do. We can love them and respect them as artists and people simultaneously.