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pepsiconcoction · 11 months

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oh remembwr when changbin said when he angry all it takes is physical touch or any act of affection for him to turn into putty and how he said hannie instead of being th wfirat to apologise or something just waits with open arms and breaks down when the other person comes to him first WELL IMAGINE A FIC THAT INCORPORATES EITHER OF THESE WITH A LITTLE ANGST WITH HAPPY ENDING WITH READER🫢

thank u anon, i will also do the jisung one, so keep an eye out!

Lion Tamer | Seo Changbin x Reader

pairing: seo changbin x fem!reader

tags: angst, miscommunication? a little suggestive at the end, like one swear word, good ending dw, other member makes an appearance

requested: yes!

wc: 1,130

Changbin is known for his short temper, that’s just a fact. He’s easily antagonised, resulting in some hilarious, unexpected, or very occasionally scary outbursts. He is quick to jump up or shout, and hard to calm down. Not many people have mastered the art of lion taming, but you? You’ve somehow perfected it. It wasn’t a conscious thing you did, but it seems you have some unseen power over him.

Your power was discovered by chance in the JYP dance studio. You had been invited along by your wonderful boyfriend who clearly just wanted to show off, knowing this you agreed anyway. You’d be a hypocrite not to indulge him a little bit, right?

During a 5-minute water break, a conversation had started up about shoes. Particularly, platforms. Now, everyone knows that Stray Kids aren’t exactly the tallest, your boyfriend being the shortest of them all, so you could already feel him become tense from his place next to you on the leather sofa.

“I don’t like them, they make me feel like my proportions are wrong,” Minho says from his place on the floor, flat on his back, limbs spread.

“I like them, our team needs them.” Felix contributes, resulting in a few laughs.

“Changbin maybe, I’d say the rest of us are fine.” Minho raises his head, smirking at Changbin.

“Hey! You’re not that much taller!”

“Yeah? Stand up.” Minho doesn’t move. Changbin takes the challenge, sputtering, and stands up. He goes to walk towards Minho who is still starfished, but you grab his hand.

“Sit down, Bin.” You chuckle. He stops in his tracks and plops down next to you immediately, holding your hand properly.

“Did you see that?” Hyunjin says, throwing his head back laughing.

“Yeah,” Jeongin speaks up. “Y/n has some serious powers.”

This results in some laughter around the room while Changbin looks at you, eyes creased with an open grin.

“How am I supposed to say no?” He chuckles, and takes your hand in both of his, squeezing it gently.

Your powers also work in more serious instances. Like the time Changbin thought you were cheating on him, accosting you the moment he got home from the studio.

“Y/n, you have some explaining to do,” he said, entering your shared living room where you had been sitting, peacefully reading.

“What?” you blinked up at him.

“Don’t play with me, I’m not stupid.”

“Bin, I have no idea what you’re talking about.”

“Sure you don’t, of course, you don’t.” He rolls his eyes, crossing his arms. If you weren’t so confused, you’d be ogling his arms in the tight black t-shirt he’s wearing.

“I really don’t. Can you tell me what I’ve apparently done?” You put your phone down next to you on the sofa.

“You know, if you wanted to break up with me, you should’ve just said something.” That shocked you into closing your mouth.

“If you wanted to see other people, I wouldn’t stop you. Well, I would, I’d definitely try but if you really wanted to break up I couldn’t stop you. I’d be pissed though because I love you so much and I thought our relationship was practically perfect. And we’re usually so good at communicating so I’m upset that you couldn’t just tell me what’s wrong, or what happened for you to have a change of heart. But seriously, a fucking soft launch on your insta? That’s just shitty.”

Soft launch? Insta? Oh.

You stand up, keeping a relaxed posture and facial expression.

“So are you going to leave? Because if you are, I want my hoodies back, especially the navy one, it’s my favourite one.” He’s slowly getting louder.

Honestly, he’s kind of cute when he’s ranting. You stifle a laugh, taking a step into his space.

“Oh, so you’re laughing at me now? Oh, yes! Let’s laugh at Changbin! Ha! Ha! Ha! So fun-”

You cut him off by grabbing the sides of his face and pulling him in for a kiss. His mouth doesn’t really react but his hands do instinctively come to your sides.

“Sorry, I had to get you to shut up.” You pull back, meeting a very emotionally conflicted Changbin.

“Bin. First of all, I’m not leaving you. Second of all, I didn’t soft launch. That was my cousin. He joined me and my aunt for lunch because he is in town at the minute. And lastly, you are so cute when you’re jealous.”

You get a front-row seat to the cogs turning in his head. You watch as his eyes widen and his face flushes a bright shade of red. You throw your head back laughing, still holding the sides of his head. The hands holding you have tightened their grip now, and he’s ducking his head down to hide in your neck.

“I am so sorry. I should be ashamed. Actually.” He cuts himself off and falls to his knees in front of you, arms unwrapping from around you to clasp them together as if he were praying.

“Please forgive me, I’m so sorry. A thousand times over. Hey, stop laughing, I’m trying to apologise. I should never have assumed anything,” he says. You catch your breath and look down at him, instantly bringing a hand to run through his hair. His hands return to you, pulling you into him, and he buries his face in your stomach, mumbling more apologies.

“Changbin, please, look at me.” You use your leverage on his hair to force him to look up. He looks up at you with big eyes.

“Get up.” You giggle. He immediately stands.

“It’s okay, I can understand why you thought that, but you are also super dumb for even thinking that I’d do that in the first place. Why would I ever leave you?”

“I don’t know,” he mumbles, shrugging.

“Exactly, I have no intention to ever leave my wonderful, adorable, handsome-”

“Sexy.”

“Uh-huh, sexy, smart, kind, and sometimes jealous boyfriend.” You smile up at him, putting your hands on his shoulders. He ducks his head into your neck once more.

“I really am sorry, you know.”

“I know you are.”

You feel his arms tighten around you in a strong hug and the two of you stay there for a few seconds as he sways the two of you gently.

“Okay, grovelling over,” he says suddenly standing up straight, dazing you slightly. He suddenly grabs you, easily throwing you over his shoulder.

“What are you doing?” You nearly shout as he begins to move.

“Making it up to my wonderful, understanding, sexy girlfriend! Unless she has any complaints with the proposition?” he replies, and that’s when you realise you’re headed in the direction of the bedroom, and you throw your head back laughing again.

“No complaints here!”

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cb97breathing · 11 months

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YOU BELONG TO US

Pairing: Bang Chan x Afab! Reader x Changbin (I saw this and I said fuck it let's make it spicy and do both of them ) Warning: Story will contain mature theme's. Threesome. Unprotected Sex. Double Penetration. Creampie. Breeding Kink. Oral (F + M receiving) Minors DO NOT READ. Word Count: 3.5k Disclaimer: This is purely fiction.

This is not how you expected your night to go, writhing and panting between two stunning men as they had your way with you. You were forced to go to the club with your friends. You hated the club, but you had recently been dumped by your boyfriend and needed a distraction. You had came there to drink and just drown in your sorrows.

But soon you felt eyes on you, you turned to see a pair of two men staring your way. Two extremely beautiful men, when your doe eyes met their lustful gaze they smirked at you. It made your heart flutter and your body shiver. Now you where here, in one of their beds in their apartment. Your head was buried into the older one's neck as they both thrusted into you roughly.

"F-Fuck baby girl you're doing so well for us." The younger one groaned as his cock pushed into your asshole. "It's like your body was made just for us." He kissed and nipped at your shoulder as you whimpered in response. You were a mess, they had made you cum more times then you could count. You were cock drunk, fucked out and dazed. You cried out as you felt the older one hit that special spot in you again beneath you and clung to him.

"Come on beautiful" The older one cooed beneath you as he thrusted up into your pussy. "You can give us one more yeah?" You were so weak, you couldn't even fight it.

"I c-can't." You coked out. "C-Chris.. B-Binnie.. please." You sobbed out as your body shook.

"You can beautiful, we know you can." Chris cooed as he stared deep into your eyes. You kissed him feverishly before turning your head to kiss the younger male as well, whos hands held your hips still as they roughly thrust into you. You're eyes rolled back and you screamed out as the males grinned at the sight.

"That's it love, cum with us." Changbin whimpered into your lips. You all came undone together and you went limp in between them. Your body trembling violently as you felt the waves of your high mixed with their seed filling you up in both holes. You had never done anything like this before. The feeling of giving into both of them was indescribable from the moment you first kissed them.

They both gently pulled out of you and the Chris held you close as laid against him, shaking and panting, completely wiped out. His fingers brushed against your hair gently and he pressed his plump lips to your forehead. Changbin laid next to you both as his hands gently rubbed your back gently. He pressed butterfly kisses to your shoulder and hummed in satisfaction.

"You're so perfect baby girl." Chris whispered. "And your ours." He whispered. Those words sent a shiver down your spine, of delight and fear. You were to weak to respond or react, you just whimpered and looked up at the older male as tears flew down your cheeks. You were happy, but you were also terrified. You didn't want to feel so connection to not one, but two people so closely after your heart was shattered into a million pieces.

"C-Chris." You whispered and bit your lip as he brushed away your tears. "

"We ruined you tonight didn't we?" He responded softly. You whimpered softly and locked eyes with Changbin, his eyes stared at you adoringly. They were so dark and full of lust earlier, but now they were so soft and gentle as they gazed at you. The younger one pressed his lips to yours in a soft and deep kiss as he ran his fingers up your back, Heaven, you were in heaven in that moment. It wasn't long after you passed out in their arms from exhaustion.

The next morning when Changbin woke up and his eyes widened, you weren't in their arms. He sat up and looked around, your phone that was on the night stand was gone, your clothes that were scattered on the ground were gone. His heart sunk to his stomach and he gently woke the man next to him.

"Hyung." He called out. The older one groaned and stirred in his sleep, but immediately realized he was no longer holding you in his arms. His eyes flew open and he looked to Changbin with furrowed brows. "W-Where is she?"

"Gone." Changbin said quietly as he got up from Chris' bed. "Her clothes and everything are gone." Chris' eyes widened and he rushed out of the bed, he didn't even bother to get dressed. He searched their apartment for you and when you were no where to be found he ran his fingers through his hair. "Fuck." He breathed out. "I thought we finally found the one." He whispered. Changbin walked next to him and handed him a pair of sweats.

"She was, she is. She was perfect with us last night." He said quietly as he sat down on the couch. "I saw how she looked at you, how she looked at both of us. I know she felt it too." He ran his fingers through his black locks and sighed. Chris threw on his sweat pants and went to his bedroom to get his laptop.

"We have to find her, I am not letting her go. Not after last night." He growled out. "I won't rest until she's back in our arms again."

You don't know how you made it back to your own apartment. Your legs were shaking still and you were sore. Part of you was regretting leaving them after what you had done with them, but your brain told you to run. You didn't want to get hurt again, you could feel your heart letting them in, even though you barely knew both of them, submitting to them quickly, and that terrified you.

You weren't ready to give yourself completely again, you couldn't. But god was it difficult to leave them, their arms were so warm. They looked like angels as they slept on either side of you, holding on to you as if you were the most precious thing in their life. You were shocked you didn't even wake them when you moved out of their grasp.

You laid in your bathtub, letting the hot water soak you and relax all your muscles. Your eyes fluttered closed and all you could do was think of them. You couldn't believe how attached you were after just one wild night. It wasn't normal, there was no way it was right? Love at first sight? With not one but two men?

You heard your phone buzz and saw two instagram notifications.

CB1997 and SpearB just followed you!!

Your brows furrowed as you clicked on one of their pages. Your eyes widened and you almost dropped your phone in your tub. It was them, they had found you. Soon you saw your inbox had a message. You bit your lip and clicked on it. It was from Chris.

Babygirl, why did you leave? Do you know how heartbroken we were when we woke up and you weren't in our arms this morning?

Your heart fluttered and you bit your lip. You fought yourself on whether you should respond or not when you saw there was another one, this time from Changbin.

Beautiful, we need to see you again. I need to see you again. Please. I know last night meant something for all of us. Come back to us.

Your heart was screaming to go back to run back into their arms and be theirs. But your mind was screaming at you to stay put, that you didn't know them. That last night was just a distraction you needed in order to move on from your ex. You sighed as you let your brain win. You typed out a reply to both of them.

I'm sorry for leaving like that. Last night was one of the best nights of my life, but it has to end there. I'm so sorry.

You bit your lip and it send, you saw that they both read it. Your heart pounded as you saw that one was writing back. The reply making your heart dance with glee, while your brain tried to silence it.

We are not giving up baby girl. You belong to us. You know you do. Last night was only a taste of the life we could give you.

You whimpered softly at his words and closed your cell phone. You tried to keep convincing yourself that you needed to stay away from them, that this was for the best, but your heart wouldn't agree. You tried to distract yourself all day, but ended up in your bed, hand between your legs, whimpering and writhing while you thought of all they did to you the night before. When you were about to climax you heard a knock on your door. You almost fell out of your bed when you heard it. You quickly put on a robe and went to the door. You opened it slightly and saw a female there with a multiple vases of lilacs. Your favorite flower.

You let her in to set the flowers down and she handed you the card that came with them before leaving. You eyes widened and your heart stopped.

Told you were weren't giving up love. Come back to us. xx

You looked to the flowers with wide eyes. How did they find your address? How did they know lilacs were your favorite flower? You locked your door quickly and bit your lip. You heard your phone go off in your bedroom and you nervously went to go pick it up. It was a text from your friend saying that someone asked for you help to send you flowers and she wondered if you got them. You sighed and whined in response. Chris and Changbin must have found her friends through instagram and got her address from them.

"You're persistent. I'll give you that." She whispered as she sunk back into her bed. Days went by and they had even sent her flowers at her job. She couldn't believe how far they were willing to go to win her. They kept sending her messages, begging for her to give them another chance, but she couldn't bring herself to respond knowing full well she'd just give into them.

A week had now passed and your friends were begging you to go back to the club. While your mind screamed at you not to, that they would find you again. Your heart begged to go. Your heart won the battle, you needed to see them again, you needed to be with them, you couldn't take being apart from them any more.

You dressed in the sexiest dress you could find, wanting to make sure that if they were there, their eyes would never look anywhere else. You kept your make up simple and natural, not wanting to over do it. As you and your friends made your way to the club your heart was pounding. What if they weren't there tonight? What if you did this all for nothing?

You let your friends go to the dance floor and your eyes scanned the crowd as you walked to the bar. You didn't see them at all. Your heart sank and you sighed as your ordered yourself a drink and sat down at the same seat you sat at last time. Many men were checking you out, coming up to you and hitting on you. You would decline politely and sigh in relief when they would leave. But currently one wasn't taking no for an answer.

"Come on beautiful, why don't we go to one of the private rooms? I can make your night even better." He slurred at you. You looked at him in disgust and shook your head.

"I'm not interested, as I told you before I'm already spoken for, so please leave." You said quietly. The man gripped your arm and pulled you close to him.

"I don't think so beautiful, you're coming with me." Your eyes widened as he gave you a sinister grin.

"The fuck she is." Your heart leapt when you heard that beautiful Austrailian accent you had come to love so quickly. You turned your head and there they were, both of them, staring at the man with a deathly glare. "That women there is ours, let her go." Chris spat. Changbin reached out for you and pulled you out of the mans grasp. You heart pounded and you immediately melted into him as he pulled you close. The man growled but backed off knowing that the odds weren't in his favor.

"You're here." You breathed out as you looked up at them both softly. Their hardened gazes immediately softened at the sight of you. Changbin gently caressed your cheek and pressed his lips to your forehead. You felt your knees go weak and you clung to him.

"You look so beautiful tonight love." Chris whispered softly as he moved close to the both of you. "We missed you." He breathed out and leaned down to kiss you deeply. You whimpered softly into his lips and eagerly kissed back. "Does this mean you're giving us another chance?" He asked softly as he pulled away from you. You looked at them both and the love you saw in their eyes made you almost melt into a puddle. You nodded and bit your lip, which only made them grin.

Changbin didn't hesitate. He picked you up bridal style, making you squeal and giggle as you wrapped your arms around his neck. Chris chuckled and followed as Changbin carried you out of the club. You saw your friends giggling and giving you thumbs up out of the corner of your eye.

When you got into Chris' suv Changbin's lips immediately pressed to yours. You whimpered softly and kissed him back, your arms wrapped around his neck as he laid you against the back seat. Chris joined you both in the back as Changbins lips attached to your neck, nipping and sucking at the flesh. You whimpered and moaned softly as your fingers tangled in his hair.

"God we missed you." Chris breathed out before kissing you deeply. "We need you now princess, will you let us have you right here?" You whimpered and nodded. The thought of them both having you in the car made your core drip with excitement. Changbin's hands roamed your body as he nipped at your collar bone.

"You dressed up like this just for us?" He asked softly. You nodded and he groaned in response. "Such a good girl you are." He whispered. He looked at Chris pleadingly, as if he was begging to let him have you first. Chris smiled and nodded softly. Changbin pushed your dress up and pulled your panties off. He stared at your swollen folds hungrily as he spread your legs wide. You whimpered and gasped as you felt his tongue lick your soaked folds. "So wet and ready for me already, I can't wait to fill you with my cum." He groaned before his mouth dove in.

You cried out softly as he licked desperately at your folds and clit, like someone who hadn't eaten in weeks. You looked up at Chris and saw he had his member out and was stroking it as he watched. You looked into his eyes pleadingly wanting to taste him. He grinned as if he knew exactly what you wanted he moved closer and brushed his tip against your swollen lips. You opened your mouth eagerly and took him deep in, swirling your tongue around his member. He groaned loudly and bucked his hips.

"That's it beautiful, suck daddy's cock like the good girl you are." You moaned and began to bob your head as you sucked him, whimpering and whining as Changbin continued to assault your clit with his mouth. You cried out as you felt him slip two fingers into your core. Your legs shook and you rocked into him in response, making him groan into your folds. You continued to suck Chris' cock eagerly, your whimpers and moans sending vibrations through him. Chris couldn't help but whimper and tangle his fingers into your hair.

"God baby girl you're going to make me cum." He whined out. That almost made you cum right then and there. His whimpers driving you to bob your head faster as you felt your own climax approaching. His whimpers grew louder and his eyes rolled back as his cock began to throb. You were shaking yourself as you felt Changbin fuck you with his fingers at a rapid pace. The both of you cried out as you came together, Chris's seed filling your mouth as he groaned softly. You whimpered as you swallowed it all and licked him clean.

Changbin didn't give you a chance to relax, he was too aroused by watching you as you sucked his best friend off. He slammed his cock into your dripping wet core and cried out softly. You whined at the feeling and your back arched off the car seat. Changbin held you close to him, his body flushed against yours. His lips pressed to yours feverishly and couldn't help but groan at the taste of his friends seed in your mouth. He rocked his hips into you desperately whimpering and whining loudly as he nipped at your lips. Your arms wrapped around his waist tightly as you panted into his mouth.

"You're so warm and tight my love." He whimpered out. "So fucking perfect, taking my cock so well." You whined loudly and buried your face in his neck. "You belong to us Y/n. You are made for us, us only. No one else. Say it." Changbin pleaded as he roughly thrust his cock deep within you. You sobbed and cried softly with each thrust, nodding in response.

"Y-Yes, Binnie." You cried softly. "I belong to the both of you." He moved so now he was beneath you, keeping you flush against him as he laid down on the car seat, he looked to Chris and nodded at him. Soon you felt fingers slip into your other whole and you trembled with excitement, Changbin laid still as Chris prepped you. You looked back at Chris, your eyes full of excitement and need almost made him cum right then and there. He lined his cock up with your smaller hole and pushed in gently. You both whimpered loudly as he filled you. He stayed still as he let you get used to his size. Soon you were whimpering and whining.

"P-Please, I need you both please." You cried softly. They both began to rock into you, slowly and gently. Chris laid flush against your back, their bodies melting into you on both sides. Your lips pressed against Changbin's in a slow and passionate kiss. The car filled with the sounds of the three of you whimpering and whining for each other. You could feel yourself begin to clench around Changbin's cock and he groaned.

"That's it my love, cum for us." He begged softly, his fingers slipped in between the two of you and rubbed your clit gently, wanting to make help you find your release. You eyes fluttered closed and you whined as you felt your high hit you hard. Your legs shook and you buried your face in his neck. The sight of you coming undone made Chris whimper. "So fucking beautiful, that's it y/n let go for me." Changbin whispered as he continued to gently thrust into you.

"M-More." You whimpered out into his neck. "P-Please." You rocked your hips in need and that earned a growl from the older man above you.

"Whatever you want baby girl. We plan to fill you with so much cum that you'll be nice and swollen with our children soon." He whispered as he kissed across your back. His words made your toes curl at the thought and you whined loudly. His thrusts were still at a slow pace, but rougher, harder, making you cry out in delight. Changbin matched his thrusts below, his big cock hitting you in spots that made you see stars. You new it wouldn't be too long before you came again. "Come on my beautiful girl, I know you have one more in you. Give us one more, come with us." Chan ordered softly.

Your eyes rolled back and your whole body began to shake, it was as if he had full control of you. You felt yourself clench around them, you felt their cocks throbbing inside you. Within seconds all three of you fell apart together crying out for each other as you reached your high. Their seed spilled inside you and you whined in delight. Chris panted softly and pulled out of you, leaving you whimpering at the sudden emptiness. Changbin wasn't ready to move just yet, he wanted his seed to settle in you. He kissed you slowly and deeply before pulling away to look into your eyes lovingly

"You're not going to leave us again right?" He asked quietly, fear filling his eyes. Your heart ached at the sight. You shook your head almost immediately and kissed him softly.

"Never." You breathed gently into his lips. You pulled away to look at Chris and saw him grinning softly at you, his beautiful dimples showing.

"Let's go home then." Chris said softly before pressing his plump lips to yours. "We plan to make love to you until the sun rises."

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jungwnies · 1 year

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syn ' safe for work a-z prompt for bf!changbin pairing ' gn!reader x bf!changbin

requested

a » affection - how affectionate are they?

is this seriously even a question?

changbin is seriously the most affection person ever???

he's so affectionate, showering you in his love every day and every second.

sweet little pecks whenever he has the chance

literally the biggest cuddle bug at night ???

you are his personal teddy bear fr

b » bonding - how often do they bond with you?

whenever he gets the chance to

if he's not doing schedules or if he's not on tour

he's going to bond with you

whether it's a date or a night in

he's going to find a way to bond with you

even if you guys know each other like the back of your hands

c » communication - do they keep in touch with you when they're away? how often do they set up a date for you two?

he's always in touch with you

because he's an android user 💔 i can't be like facetime

but definitely kakao call or something idk

maybe Skype??? jkjkjk LOL

but he doesn't set up dates often

but he does do small things for you

he makes you food

and he prefers having dates in the comfort of his home

e » essential - what is the thing that is important to them?

you?

literally you?

and his family!!!

and his members of course!!!

but you!!!

g » gross - what is the thing he hates in your relationship?

he hates when you guys argue

i mean it's usually you picking silly fights with him

but he just arguing because he loves you so much

and he refuses to raise his voice at you

cus absolutely not

i » intercourse - how are they in 6? (yk what i mean by 6)

you know he is good

he's very vanilla

missionary... stuff like that...

he just wants to feel close to you, and sex is a very special time for him

especially if its his first time with you

j » jealousy - how jealous do they get?

he's very jealous

he's not someone who takes action about it

but you can tell by his mood shift

k » kiss - how good are they at kissing?

he's good

his kisses are soft

like he doesn't want to hurt you

it's like every time he kisses you

it's like falling in love again

l » love - how do they show their love to you?

words of affirmation and physical touch

he will always tell you how much he loves you

and he will always cuddle up to you and kiss you

he's very physical

m » mad - how often do you argue?

not often because like i said

he hates it

but when you do argue

it doesn't last long

and you guys are quick to resolve it

n » naughty - how do they deal with you annoying them?

honestly if anything, it's the other way around

but when you annoy him he doesn't really think of it being annoyed

because he loves you

and he loves every part of you

even the annoying parts

but usually it's him always annoying you or bothering you, but not in a bad way

always in an endearing way

o » open - how often do they open up to you?

he tells you all of his secrets

literally the second he knows he trusts you

he tells you every little thing about him

his whole life story even

p » pet names - how are they with pet names?

just baby and babe

nothing cringey

might call you jagi

q » quiet - silent treatment?

he refuses to give you the silent treatment

i swear he can't go 5 minutes without talking to you fr

r » ramble - how often do they talk about you to others?

he doesn't stop

always seungmin telling him to shut up

he's just so in love with you

s » soft - how soft are they to you?

is this even a question

he's literally the softest

he's so sweet

my heart 💔

t » think - what reminds them of you?

everything

everything he looks at "this reminds me of you"

doesn't know why

it just does

u » unhappy - what makes them break if you break up with them?

the fact he has no one to kiss

no one to hug

no one to give his undying love to

you were for him

he's convinced that there is no one else for you

v » vacation - how are they with long distance relationships? (that had nothing to do with the word but i am running out of ideas)

he's not good with this

but he's so loyal

and he trusts you

so this won't break you guys

w » wholesome - the sweetest thing they ever did to you?

when he asked you to date him

he was so nervous

he had a whole speech

it was giving... engagement?

but it was the sweetest thing ever, swear

x » xtra headcanon

changbin has a smiled plastered on his face, you didn't really know why but when he got down on one knee you knew what was coming. he looked at you with the most endearing look on his face, like you were the only thing in the world. he grabbed the box from his pocket and opened it, "y/n, will you marry me?"

y » young and beautiful (how long does it last?)

forever

you're literally his ride or die

z » zzz - how do they sleep with you?

he cuddles you

he slight snores

it's kind of annoying

literally won't let you go

but it's okay since it's changbin

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lilacmingi · 4 months

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IRRESISTIBLE

My works are 14+ ONLY. If you’re under 14 DO NOT interact with me or any of my works

Pairing: Changbin x fem reader

Word count: 850

Note: Reader sees Changbin shirtless for the first time. Also yeah maybe this one was a little self-indulgent because I haven’t been able to find any scenarios like this one so I wrote one of my own 😤

The gentle, muffled sounds of the shower filled the room as you laid on the bed, beginning to doze off. The sounds of the water coming from the bathroom relaxed you, your eyelids beginning to droop slightly in response to the soothing sound. You could feel yourself slowly beginning to doze off, but just before you could, you heard the shower turn off. The sudden silence causing you to stir, your eyes snapping open.

The door to the bathroom was pulled open and out walked Changbin, clouds of steam streaming out of the washroom as they escaped the small space. His jet black hair was wet, only a few lone strands sticking to his forehead and he wasn't wearing a shirt, just a pair of black basketball shorts.

Your jaw went slack as you stared at his broad, bare back. This was the first time you'd seen Changbin without a top. You've ogled at him plenty of times, watching how his shirts cling to his buff figure and stretch across his large chest, but this was different. This time, there wasn't a piece of fabric covering his incredible physique. It was all on display for you to see.

His shoulders were so wide, his thick, sturdy arms flexing as he rummaged through one of the dresser drawers. You swallowed as you practically gawked at him, drinking him in and savoring the moment—until he turned around, that is.

You were quick to close your eyes and pretend to be asleep but Changbin knew better. His amused chuckles reached your ears, causing you to peel one eye open.

"I know you're not asleep, Y/n."

You gave up your act as he approached you with that signature sideways smirk of his plastered on his face. Your attention was quickly drawn to his exposed chest and abdomen causing you to pull your bottom lip between your teeth. Changbin's main focus when working out was his arms and chest and boy did it pay off.

In addition to never seeing him shirtless that meant you hadn't seen his stomach either. Paired with his impressively large biceps and pecs was a soft-looking tummy, the sight making your heart flip. You'd always assumed Changbin was what you'd call "soft buff" which was someone who was extremely built in the chest and arm department but still managed to have a little tummy and you loved that. Seeing the image in front of you was so much better than anything you could've imagined.

Changbin crawled on the bed licking his lips as he hovered over you.

"Like what you see?"

Your cheeks were immediately set aflame as you averted your gaze out of embarrassment. Changbin's index finger and thumb were placed delicately on your chin, turning your head to face him.

"Hi, pretty."

You swallowed thickly, the temperature in your cheeks rising exponentially.

"Don't get all shy now. Not after you were shamelessly checking me out." He smirked, leaning in closer.

You could only let out a small squeak that sounded too much like a whimper, which only fueled Changbin's confidence. You were like putty in his hands. He leaned in slowly, pressing his lips to yours for just a moment, which seemed to successfully pull you out of your trance.

"Do you know attractive you are?" You murmured, still in a slight haze, allowing your hands to plant themselves on his shoulders.

"I think have an idea." He grinned, leaning down to latch his plush lips onto yours once again, the feeling making every inch of your body heat up.

Changbin's confidence was one of the many things you found so attractive about him. He was always going around flaunting his gigantic biceps, flexing them for Stay and looking at his arms in the mirror only to praise himself and talk about how handsome he looked. The fact that he was aware of how good-looking he was and wasn't afraid to audibly compliment himself was so sexy.

Changbin's warm lips wrapped around your bottom one, applying the slightest bit of suction that had you melting underneath him. Your fingers curled around his shoulders, nails unconsciously digging into his flesh as you released an involuntary sigh, too caught up in the moment to control your actions.

Changbin grunted at the pressure of your nails, but didn't mind it all that much as he continued to ravish your lips with feverish kisses and tiny bites.

He lowered himself down, diminishing the space between your bodies until his bare torso was flush against you, his lips not once leaving yours. You slipped your arms around his little waist and started sliding your palms up and down his broad back, occasionally digging your nails into his skin when you felt yourself becoming engrossed in the kiss.

Changbin pulled away for a moment, gazing down at you with droopy half-lidded eyes. His tongue darted out to lick his lips as that little sideways smirk of his made an appearance.

"If I knew you'd react this way to seeing me shirtless I would've done it a long time ago."

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luvyeni · 1 year

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OMG i can’t stop thinking about it

So it’s like Changbin or Lee know (idk you can choose) and like you’ve been so rude to him so he wants to punish you and you’re getting so excited about it that you become even ruder and at some moment he just stop and says "remember where you belong, if i wanted i could leave you horny like a dog for weeks" and then you don’t believe him and decide to just play with him but that made him so mad that he actually left you horny like that for some days. And during these days you were begging for him to fuck you but he just said no until one day he decide that it’s finally the time to give you your lesson

Ik it’s probably weird but dw y/n and leeknow/Changbin are totally okay with that and they gave each other consent

you're gonna be shocked , but this screams changbin vibes , bare with me.

i know y'all have seen that video , of him gripping seungmins neck , whispering in his ear. so imagine him doing that do you when you step out of line.

he know's you're doing this on purpose, to get a rise out of him , being rude , yelling and cursing at him , and he just sighs before grabbing the side of your neck , pulling you close to him , gritting in your ear , "keep this shit up and watch , remember i could you're the one who can't go a week without being fucked." letting you go.

you don't believe him , thinking he would never do that to himself , so you keep up the act , even going as far as to push him out the way when he tries to stop you again , that pisses him off. "if that's how you want to fucking play."

he is true to his word , he doesn't give you an ounce of attention , you quickly learn that he was right , you weren't as strong, since you were practically crying , begging him to fuck you. "please changbin , i need you so much." he just walks past you , "too bad."

when the week is finally up , he decides it's time to really punishing you , slapping your aching pussy , you sob in pain and pleasure. "pl..please fuck me ,please." "take what i give you slut , you don't deserve anything , and maybe i won't, maybe i'll just use your body for my own pleasure , leave you a horny mess for another week."

he continues his assault on your poor cunt , slamming into you with out any warnings , slapping your clit as he roughly fucks you. "look at you in tears , you were being such a brat , you swore you could last , now look at you , humping my cock like a bitch in heat."

when you cum , he keeps fucking into you. "w..wait , too much!" he ignores you , pinning your arms above your head , wrapping his other hand around your neck , squeezing.

"you wanted to cum so bad , now you're gonna keep cumming until i tell you to stop."

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collisvng · 3 months

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CHAPTER 2 | THE MEANING OF PAS DE DEUX

THE END ZONE 🏈🩰✨

Pairing 🤎 Seo Changbin x Fem! Reader︎

Genre 🤎 SMAU, University/College AU, Ballett/Football AU, Fluff, Angst, Crack—all of that good shit lol︎

Synopsis 🤎 By recommendation of his coach, Changbin decides to take a ballet class in order to improve his agility and coordination on the field. It seems like a harmless and fun activity at first. But what happens when his ballet partner starts to make him choose between the two?

Warnings 🤎 Slight swearing, brief mention of food, Felix being annoying (but we love him tho lol)

Taglist 🤎 Open!︎ ✨

Word Count 🤎 2,173 + 10 sm screenshots!

In Collaboration With 🤎 @channie-143

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THE UNIVERSITY’S FOOTBALL FIELD WAS THE LAST PLACE YOU EVER EXPECTED TO FIND YOURSELF.

After being given very specific instructions to go through a specific way that led you specifically to the perfect spot on the bleachers for you to be easily noticed—courtesy of Felix who totally isn’t the university’s mascot—you found yourself setting your bag next to you as you sat down to watch the boys do their thing.

It was strange being there. You never considered yourself a sports person and knew quite little about anything to do with the sort. The most experience you ever had with even just the topic of sports being brought up was the few times Seungmin would go on one of his little tangents about baseball. There were also the few times Felix would slip up about football, but it was never prominent enough for you to take notice of.

Legs crossed, phone in hand, you stayed in your spot hoping for someone to say something about your presence. After a while, a few guys on the field started to look your way. Most looked confused while others almost seemed as if they were trying to show off. You didn’t see Changbin though. Or at least you couldn’t make out which guy was him.

After Felix’s 5th wrap-around of the field (ignoring you while doing so, I might add) and noticing your phone battery was at a lower percentage than you expected, you almost decided to give up.

It wasn’t until you heard a slight nasally yell followed by a giggly chuckle that you finally spotted the man.

He ran across the field to promptly smack one of his teammates for messing around and teasing him about his height. He started yelling. Curly black hair fell into his eyes as he took his helmet off, continuing his scolding. His incessant bickering was abnormally adorable to you.

And the laugh that left his teammates’ mouth was lighthearted and cheerful… and almost strangely familiar.

It was around this time you started to notice all eyes were on you except Changbin’s. You debated calling for him, but your actions swayed when you noticed one of his other teammates waving at you. He was somewhat taller, his hair was dark and short, and he had what you could only describe as the nose of a Greek god. The guy nodded in your direction as if to ask why you were there, to which you responded with a quick point in Changbin’s direction and exaggeratingly mouthing his name.

A quick, “Oh, okay!” was mouthed to you in response alongside him giving you a thumbs up.

The teammate walked over Changbin amidst his rant and tapped him on the shoulder. He seemed annoyed, probably assuming he was simply about to be told to quit fighting. It wasn’t until his teammate pointed to you standing up from your seat with a shy smile on your face did his expression suddenly change into the biggest grin you had ever seen.

He jogged over in your direction with his helmet under his arm as you made your way down the bleachers. When you reached the bottom, you gripped the handrail barrier separating you from the field. One of your knees rested against one of the smaller beams of the railing as you leaned forward with anticipation.

The moment a small ‘hi�� left his lips, the happiness embedded in your nervous system was hard to hide.

“Hey.”

“What are you doing here?” He questioned, raising his brow. “I didn’t really take you as a sports-type.”

“That would be correct,” you nodded. “Which is why I am not here for sports…”

You quickly unlocked your phone and held it out to him, leaning into the railing a bit more for support.

“… I’m here for you.”

Changbin stood there dumbfounded. He just stared down at your screen as if the concept of giving a girl his number was the most foreign thing in the world to him. His grip on his helmet grew tighter as he let out the most tense laugh in the universe. It became obvious to you that this ordeal seemed completely different to you then it was to him.

“Oh my gosh, stop overreacting.” The roll of your eyes came out a little less playful then you had hoped. “It’s not like I’m asking you out or anything, okay? I’m just asking for your number because we agreed I would catch you up on stuff for class.”

He nervously nodded as he took your phone in hand.

“Right, yeah, I knew that…”

As he proceeded to put his number in your phone, you looked off into the distance to see the teammate he was yelling at previously staring at you as if you seemed familiar to him; akin to the way you looked back at him.

“That guy you were talking to looks familiar.”

“Oh, Jeongin?” Changbin handed you the phone back.

“Ah, that name sounds familiar…” You nodded. “I think he’s friends with my friend Seungmin.”

“We all kinda know Seungmin,” he shrugged in response. “Since he’s also in charge of the sports section for the school paper, we see him a lot.”

“Makes sense.”

After a bit of awkward small talk, the two of you concluded that you would reserve a room in the dance hall over the weekend. You’d go over the basics he needed to know before the next class, and if he had any questions that needed extensive explanation you promised you’d answer them.

He walked back to his teammates with a cheeky grin as they all began asking him questions about who you were and why you had given him your phone. It amused you to see the group of men all huddled up together like a bunch of high schoolers spilling rumors to each other.

Hearing them faintly ask who the pretty girl was…

It strangely gave you a boost of confidence.

As you grabbed your things and began to exit, you gave a quick wave to your roommate. He waved back for a brief moment, dropping his facade for what seemed like a mili-second before halting and turning to walk away.

“You can’t ignore me forever!” You yelled after him. “We all know you’re the mascot Felix!”

He held onto the mascot head for dear life as he began picking up his pace. Suddenly, he was sprinting.

“NO YOU DON’T! ”

The first class of the next week seemed to go well.

Changbin had picked up on things quite quickly, which impressed you.

He obviously wasn’t going to become a dance prodigy overnight, but he did good with the basic exercises and was fairly good at keeping you level while on pointe.

There was a lot less dropping with him then there was when Han was your partner. And in all honesty, that was all you could ever ask for.

You found yourself laughing here and there whenever Changbin would mess up slightly, giving him encouraging words that he would get it right the second time. And thankfully, you’d be right each time. He seemed so determined.

He had even made the effort to get everything you told him he needed for class. When you saw him walk on the first day back from the weekend with a pair of black ballet flats in hand, you let out a sigh of relief. The man sat there on the floor in front of you, carefully putting them on and looking up at you waiting for some sort of praise. It almost made your heart skip a beat.

By the time the second class of the week had come around, there was a mutual acquaintanceship between you both. When he walked into class and met you at the barre, a mutual smile was shared.

“Mornin’ boss,” Changbin winked as he saluted you.

You let out a short groan in response which only made him laugh. His little maniacal giggle filled your ears and you stood in front of him with your head hung.

“You know you don’t have to be so formal with me,” you slowly rubbed your eyes with your middle and index fingers. “I’m your dance partner, not your boss. I’m here to help you, not boss you around.”

“Eh, it’s fine.” He shrugged. “I kinda like it when you boss me around.”

The words came out with a sense of normality behind them. There were no flirtatious undertones, no coquettish teasing—just a statement with an accidental provocative undercurrent.

The affirmation was enough to make you silently turn away. And when your gaze shifted, you could see Minho (who had been standing by) smirking at you.

“Not a word,” you mumbled low enough for only him to hear.

Minho’s smile faltered for a second before staring straight ahead once more.

When the instructor walked in, the vibe seemed very different than usual.

She was dressed more casually, which was strange, and her intimidating sense of self seemed non-existent for once—but not quite completely gone. You had never seen this side of her before and it left the whole class in astonishment. The woman stood in front of you all, hands behind her back, with her eyes scanning the room.

The room was dead silent until she eventually spoke.

“What is the meaning of pas de deux?”

Her question sent the class into a silenced frenzy. Everyone’s eyes darted at each other in the room waiting for someone to answer.

Eventually, Han’s new dance partner raised her hand and spoke.

“It means a dance for two people. Or step of two.”

“That’s its literal definition, Regina. I’m asking for the meaning.”

The instructor went on to explain how pas de deux is about two bodies coming together to create one soul; two partners coming together to produce one palpable emotion. That emotion differed from performance piece to another, and to construct those emotions through nothing but movement took a sense of dexterity to convey.

There were 3 rules of pas de deux:

You needed to trust your partner.

Unity between your partner and yourself was detrimental.

And most important of all, communication was key.

“Without those things, what we do here is simply just dancing,” your instructor shrugged. “What creates the magic of pas de deux is the harmony of two bodies. And in order to have that harmony, you must get to know your partner. Which is what we are going to do today.”

She proceeded to say that class was actually canceled today, and instead she wanted you to use your class time to get to know your partners more. It made sense, given the recent switch of partners that took place in class a few days ago. You and Changbin had already started practicing together a bit outside of class and the two of you barely knew each other. Perhaps this was a sign.

“I expect you to know your partner by the next class. You don’t have to know every dying detail of their life, but you should know enough to give a brief description of them and some of their interests in front of your fellow classmates. You will be graded on this.”

Once you all were dismissed and everyone seemed to be making their way out of the class, Changbin looked at you with a sort of desperation in his eyes.

“Heyyyy… sooo…”

“What do you want?”

“‘Kay so,” he began, “I actually had some homework that’s due later. I was gonna try to do it during practice but since class is canceled…”

“You want to know if I’m okay with you doing it now?”

He nodded vigorously with the most pouty face you had ever seen. “Please? We can meet up on the weekend again or something to make up for it. I’ll even be the one to reserve the room this time if you want. Just…please…?”

Laughing a bit, you realized how different Changbin made you feel. Normally if it were anyone else, you would have made an effort to force them to stay. You were just getting to know each other, but it was still an assignment after all. You took stuff like that when it came to dance very seriously. But something about him made you feel like you could trust him.

And so you did.

“Yeah that's fine,” you smiled. “I have some stuff to catch up on as well so that works out.”

Changbin stood there, eyebrows raised as if to ask ‘are you sure?’

You nodded, telling him to go.

He smiled, pressing a kiss to the palm of his hands then pretending to throw it at you as he bolted for his gym bag.

“I love you, oh my gosh. Thank you, thank you, thank you!”

The boys watched the whole ordeal as they began to gather around you, surprised you let him off so easily.

“We’ve lost her guys,” Hyunjin sighed. “She’s becoming soft.”

A swift kick to his shin shut him right up.

“There we go,” Han smirked. “She's back.”

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yxngbxkkie · 7 months

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simp for me (s.c)

seeing 3racha has given me writing inspiration, and i thank them 😌 i'm super glad i finally got a good idea for changbin! i've been trying to write for him more 💓 anyway, i hope you all like this!

feedback is greatly appreciated 🥰

"What time is your soundcheck in the morning?" You ask Changbin, your boyfriend of three years.

He glances at you through the mirror in the hotel room. "It's at ten," Changbin mentions while turning to face you.

The two of you smile at each other, your heart swelling in your chest. "You're so handsome, Changbinnie," you boast, sitting up from the king-sized bed.

"And you're so pretty, baby," he smiles shyly, walking over to where you're sitting. You spread your legs so he can stand between them.

"Just pretty?" You joke with him, laying your hands against his outer thighs. Changbin rolls his eyes at you beforehand, setting his hands on your cheeks.

"Beyond pretty, baby. Ethereal," he mentions and kisses your lips quickly. Your cheeks flush at his compliment, smiling up at him. "Thank you for coming with me."

"Of course, honey," you giggle, leaning forward to rest your head against his stomach. "I knew you were gonna ask anyway."

Changbin combs his fingers through your hair, a giggle escaping his lips. "Oh, yeah? And, how'd you know?" He asks you, and you shift your head so you can look at him.

"Because you're a simp for me," you giggle, moving your hands to grab a hold of his.

"I hate you so much," he laughs, shaking his head. A sigh leaves his lips shortly after before making eye contact with you again. "But, you're so right."

"I love you too," you laugh as you intertwine your fingers with his.

Changbin squeezes your hand in his, leaning forward to kiss the crown of your head. "Do you wanna go get dinner?" He asks you, glancing towards the clock. "It's almost seven, and neither of us has eaten yet."

"Yeah, I'm down for dinner," you nod your head. Your boyfriend steps away from you, dropping your hands to grab his shoes. "Do you want me to invite Ji and Channie?"

He sits down beside you on the bed before putting his shoes on. "Can it just be us? I'm feeling a little selfish today," Changbin mentions with pink cheeks, his eyes darting between you and his shoes.

Your heart skips a beat in your chest, and you nod without hesitation. "I'm so in love with you, Changbin," you sigh, shaking your head at how cute he is. "Of course, it can just be us. Just a normal couple in a big city."

He smiles at you, taking your hand in his. He brings it to his lips and gently places a few kisses on the back of your hand. "So, that means I can hold your hand?" Changing asks with a large grin, feeling him squeeze your conjoined hands.

"Yes, baby," you giggle, leaning over to kiss his cheek. "But, can I have my hand so I can get my shoes??"

"No," he teases, tugging your hand towards him, bringing you closer to him again.

You let your body collide with his, causing the two of you to fall back on the bed. Giggles escape both of your lips as you place your free hand on his buff chest.

"How are we going to get dinner like this, hm?" You ask him with a smile, drumming your fingertips against his clothed chest.

"Can I have a kiss?" Changbin asks you with a pout.

You scoff in disbelief and lean forward to capture his lips. The kiss doesn't last very long. You pull away before he has the chance to deepen it. A small whine comes from him after you break apart.

"Don't you want to eat, bunny?" The nickname slips from your lips, and Changbin's eyes soften.

"Bunny?" He questions, squeezing your hand.

You avert your gaze, feeling embarrassed a little. "You're just so cute… like a bunny," you whisper to him, moving away from his body.

Changbin releases your hand before wrapping an arm around your waist. He keeps you close to him as he nuzzles his face into the crook of your neck. "I like it when you call me bunny," he mumbles against your skin.

"Yeah?"

He hums, planting a couple of kisses on your neck. You comb your fingers through his hair, feeling yourself getting warmer. "I like how flustered it makes you too," he giggles, pulling his head back.

You playfully roll your eyes, grinning. "Of course you do," you giggle, cupping his cheek.

"Go get your shoes. I'm gonna treat you tonight," Changbin mentions while patting your hip.

"Such a romantic," you beam and move your hand to cup his chin, pressing a quick kiss on his lips before getting off of the bed.

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jjunberry · 4 days

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haii!! idk if u do thoughts but if u do…

thoughts on changbin and manhandling??? i jus think it would be so hot… esp wit his muscles…

ur “can i be ur boyfriend” fic was so good!! i’m excited to see what else u write for skz!

MANHANDLED! SEO CHANGBIN

oh he’s so into that.

he loves that he strong and can lift you, toss you, hold you still. it turns him on when he can lift you and toss you around. i think he’s favorite way to man handle you is lifting you.

changbin’s hands gripping your hips as he lifts you against the wall. your legs wrapping around his waist. lord…

he could have you wrapped around him and he’d sit up holding you before fucking you while standing.

he’s in the gym? he’s benching your weight or you there’s no inbetween.

if i’m being honest your feet never touch the ground or bed. not when he’s got you pinned against the wall or holding you down in bed.

it gets better if you’re being a brat. will toss you onto the bed. hold you up against the dresser, kitchen counter pretty much any surface available.

all in all changbin is so into manhandling.

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lalal-99 · 1 year

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My Favourite Workout {s.c.}

©February 2023 by lalal-99

Changbin x afab!reader | trope: established relationship, shower sex | smut | wordcount: 6.2k

Synopsis: Your boyfriend has been working his butt off the past few weeks. It's only fair of you to offer some of your time up so you can spend it together, doing something you love. Or he does anyways. You're not really a fan of gyms in general, but the private gym at his workplace sure has its perks.

Warnings: explicit content | dni if your under 18

Note: This sat in my drafts for over a year, but it turned out pretty good in the end. Gym-Changbin got a strong grip on me...

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This was so not what you had expected from a gym. Crowds of bulked-up people, sweaty seats, and overpriced protein shakes – that’s what you were used to. You hadn’t been to that many gyms, but you had seen a fair share of them in your lifetime. And this was so far from anything you had witnessed before.

Instead of bad music and half-naked people you wanted to know nothing about, there was silence. And him.

The man sitting a few metres ahead – toned upper body clad in a tight muscle shirt, thick thighs in a pair of loose hanging shorts – was a feast for the eyes. With every pull he did on the exercising machine, dragging the black metal bar lower before bringing the weights to the ground again, his arms flexed. Every contraction of his muscles below his thin shirt was palpable, so deliciously inviting you to bury your teeth in them.

Had you known before, it was gonna be just the two of you in this one-roomed, private gym, you probably wouldn’t have gone. You barely moved anyway as the cross-trainer you had previously used rested quietly below you, your eyes focused on the beautiful man in front of you. How could you have done anything with him right in your eyesight, distracting you from what you usually did in a gym? An hour-long basic workout before swearing never to do one again.

It took Changbin a minute to notice your glances, but when he did, he casually got up, a smirk plastered on his face as he made his way towards you. He took one of his earphones out, his eyes meeting yours as she placed his muscular arms on the handles of your cross-trainer.

“You know this won’t move by itself, right?” Changbin asked, pointing at the machine below you. You rolled your eyes at his comment, stepping down from the trainer.

“I know, but this is so boring,” you told him honestly as you dried the non-existent sweat from your forehead with the towel you had brought. “I only came here with you today, anyways, because we haven’t spent an hour of quality time in two weeks.”

With your boyfriend working overtime at the studio so close to the release of their newest album, you had barely seen him, let alone spent time with him. For the past two weeks, he had left for work before you got up and only came home after his daily workout when you were already half-asleep on the couch.

Obviously, you didn’t blame Changbin. He loved his work, and being one of the producers for his very own band, he usually had to walk the extra mile. You knew and had always known it wouldn’t be easy. Your relationship needed constant work so you wouldn’t forget about each other in the haste of each day.

This was the exact reason why you had decided to join your boyfriend in the gym tonight. It was your way of showing him you weren’t just complaining but doing something to make it work. And you knew he appreciated your extra effort whenever he couldn’t give a hundred percent.

“We’re spending time right now, aren’t we?”

“I wouldn’t call us working out in different corners of this room ‘spending time together’,” you replied with a huff.

Changbin had been listening to music since you had stepped into JYPE’s private gym just a few floors below his studio. You knew he replayed whatever song they had produced that day while working out afterwards. It was Changbin’s way of clearing his head while also thinking of changes they needed to make in the melody or rhythm.

Still, you wouldn’t have complained about him talking to you or at least not ignoring you, caught up in his daily routine. Your relationship shouldn’t be routine anyways.

“I’m sorry, babe,” Changbin finally agreed as he took the second earplug out. With a swift motion, he put them into the little container, storing them in his pocket. “How about we finish the rest of the workout with no distractions, alright?”

“The rest of the workout?” you questioned in disbelief. “You mean you’re not finished?”

After an hour in the gym, you were convinced Changbin must have been as tired of it as you were. Even if you hadn’t done much actual working out, you could still tell you’d feel the effect of it tomorrow.

“Just another 30 minutes. Tops,” Changbin promised with a smile as he pointed at one machine behind him. “You wanna try something less boring?”

“Fine,” you gave in as you followed him to the device. You would already be sore the next day, so why not give yourself an extra push. “How does this work?”

“You sit on here,” your boyfriend guided you to the seat of the training equipment, “and you place your legs on either side of these pads.”

You followed his instructions one by one, placing your legs outside of two cushions attached to metal bars, eventually leading to the main body of the machine.

“And now what?” you questioned as you looked up at Changbin.

“Well, you’re gonna press your thighs together. But first, you put weight onto them. How much do you want? Like 5 kilos?” The teasing smile on his lips earned him an eye roll as it told you 5 kilos weren’t much.

“Funny.” The sarcasm was evident in your voice as you looked back at the weights variety the machine offered. It went from 5 to 90 kilos in steps of five. You were aware you shouldn’t start with the highest setting, though you didn’t want to start with the lowest either. “Give me like 20.”

“I don’t know, babe. You think you can handle that?”

Honestly, you didn’t believe that to be a lot of weight. 20 kilos? That’s like a dog or a five-year-old child. Although Changbin’s expression told you differently, you were sure you could take that much.

“I know you think I’m just your weak girlfriend. But I’m very capable of making those sorts of decisions for myself.” You didn’t intend it to come out as harsh as it did, seeing your boyfriend was merely trying to help you. Still, you didn’t appreciate him suggesting, you weren’t strong enough.

“Fine, don’t listen to me. But don’t you complain about your legs tomorrow. I won’t carry you around the house just because you didn’t believe me,” Changbin eventually agreed, setting the weight to your wishes. “Is this good?”

As you pressed your knees towards each other, effectively lifting the weight you had chosen, you realised you had messed up. You hadn’t known 20 kilos to put that much pressure onto your untrained legs when you could easily carry them with your arms. One of your nephews weighed about that much, and he was no difficulty for you.

Obviously, you couldn’t let Changbin know he had been right. After the scene you had just caused, you couldn’t acknowledge you were wrong, and actually weren’t capable of making those decisions for yourself.

“Yup.” You forced a smile onto your lips as you felt your abdominal muscles clench at the pain. It was almost impossible to control your facial expressions when you wanted to scream and curl into a ball instead. “Get back to your workout, babe. I’m fine, really.”

With a shake of his head, and a chuckle leaving his lips, Changbin turned around to head back to his previous workout. The second you were out of his sight, you stopped moving, feeling the burn in your every fibre already. Your legs were shaking as you silently breathed through the sting, picking the movement back up the second Changbin sat down. Unfortunately, he was facing you, so you couldn’t have merely pretended to be doing the exercise.

Your boyfriend picked up his previous routine, his arms finding the metal bar above his head as he started pulling it towards himself. You didn’t know exactly how much weight he had put onto his machine, but you guessed it was about 60 kilos. It was around three times what you were currently pressing between your legs, and still, he looked almost calm doing it. Obviously, you knew your boyfriend was fit – you saw him naked every day – but this was impressive, nevertheless.

You tried your best to concentrate on anything but your thighs, your eyes finding him after a few more squeezes. Changbin threw you a sweet smile as your teeth caught your lower lip. Looking at his buff arms only distracted you for so long, and you already felt you wouldn’t last much longer. Still, you didn’t think about giving up.

As you kept pushing yourself through the pain, you silently counted every press your legs did. Reaching ten presses after a minute, you decided it to be good enough for your first round. The second your legs stopped squeezing, an unintentional sigh left your lips as you felt your muscles relax. So far, so good.

With your head thrown back and your eyes pressed shut, you tried regaining your composure. You were so occupied with catching a grip on reality you didn’t even recognise Changbin was staring at you. You looked up at him only when you heard his weights hit the ground. He had barely gotten to 15 pulls, and you knew for a fact that this couldn’t be it. He must have had a lot more in him than just that.

“What’s wrong?” you questioned your boyfriend in confusion. Your hands came from the handles at your sides to your face as you dragged them across your skin. That you were already sweating after just a minute of actual working out couldn’t have been a good sign.

“You have got to be kidding me.” As Changbin shook his head in disbelief, your eyes wandered down his body to his hand positioned in his lap. You were trying to find the reason for his sudden reaction, and it took you a few seconds to realise how his hand wasn’t simply resting in his crotch. It pressed against it, trying to control the growing bulge under the thin fabric.

“Do you…” Your voice trailed off as a smile appeared on your face. With your hand covering your mouth, you tried hiding it, though you weren’t doing a good job. “Do you have a boner?”

“It’s not my fault,” Changbin reasoned as his eyes slid over your exposed legs towards your face. “It’s you!”

“What did I do? I’m just sitting here,” you explained as-a-matter-of-factly. You hadn’t done anything to turn him on, at least not intentionally.

“Yeah. Legs spread, making your sex noises.”

Your mouth opened at his accusation, your legs swinging over the cushions so you could close them. They were still quivering from the previous weighted movement, so you ran your hands over them, massaging the muscle.

“I’m not making sex noises,” you exclaimed, somewhat offended. No way in hell were the sounds you had made while pressing 20 kilos with your legs were the same ones you made when the two of you were together.

“You sure are. You’ve been moaning the whole time. And now you’re touching yourself, which isn’t any better,” Changbin pointed out, his eyes pinned on your hand running over your thigh. His words made you stop as you tried to terminate anything that might have caused his discomfort. It made you proud how it hadn’t taken much work to get him aroused, though you wouldn’t have disclosed that to him under any circumstance. “Also, we haven’t had sex in about three weeks.”

“And that’s my fault? How, exactly?”

With Changbin in the studio and you working all day, there had only been a few chances for the two of you to get some sexy time. And when such rare opportunities occurred, either you had been too tired, or he had been too sore. If he really wanted to blame you for the lack of intimacy, he couldn’t take himself out of the equation.

“It’s not.” A sigh left Changbin’s lips as she took the towel from beside him to put it over his crotch. “Let’s just get back to the workout, okay? I’m sure it will be gone in a few minutes.”

As your boyfriend stretched his arms to get a hold on the handles of the exercising machine above him, his tight shirt rid up his body a bit. It revealed his stomach below it for only a second, but you caught it anyway. Once he dragged the bar down the first time, your eyes immediately came to his bulky arms.

When you had met Changbin a few years earlier, he hadn’t yet achieved those as he hadn’t started working out as much.

You hadn’t fallen for him because of the way he could pick you up or spin you around as though you were a mannequin rather than a human being. You had fallen for Changbin because of his character, the way he could make you smile or laugh with only a few words. That he had gotten so muscular over the past two years was merely an extra which you didn’t mind. Frankly, you would have loved him with or without the few kilos of extra beef.

Still, you couldn’t help yourself wanting to touch him, lick him, or anything really. Nothing was off the table with the two of you, and even though your boyfriend was sweaty at the moment, you couldn’t help wanting to be closer to him. It became apparent at that moment that he wasn’t the only one riled up by the lack of sexual activity over the past few weeks.

“You know, there are quicker ways to get rid of an erection than waiting.” The words had left your mouth before you could think again about offering to help him out.

Changbin swiftly set the weights down again, his hands resting on his thick thighs as he looked at you with a smirk. Obviously, he understood what you were trying to say immediately.

“Are you serious? Here? A public place?”

Frankly, you hadn’t done many spicy things outside your own four walls, but there were first times for everything. Also, you weren’t sure you could wait to get home, wanting to pull those clothes off your boyfriend asap.

It was late anyway, and when you had come to pick him up from the studio, the whole building was pretty much empty. Right now, you thanked the lord that Chan had a dinner scheduled with his girlfriend. It gave you the perfect opportunity for some one-on-one time with your boyfriend.

“Sure. I mean, who’s gonna catch us? JYP?”

When Changbin realised you were right, that no one was there to catch you, he instantly lifted himself up. With a hurried sweep, he grabbed his towel and water bottle before making his way to you, his hand casually catching yours.

“Why are we still here then? Let’s go!”

A giggle left your lips at your boyfriend’s eagerness, the kiss he planted on your lips in excitement lasting only a second or two.

“Wait, my water bottle!” It still sat by the cross-trainer, long forgotten. There would have been plenty time to get it, but apparently, Changbin had other plans.

“I’ll buy you a new one.”

As Changbin dragged you from the gym to the changing rooms just a few doors down, you checked the halls one last time, making sure no one was around. When you realised everything was quiet, you bit your lip in anticipation.

The second you had reached the room, Changbin opened the door impatiently, pulling you inside. He closed the door behind you with a loud thud, and you found yourself pressed against the cold material instantly.

“This is so exciting,” your boyfriend pointed out before his lips met yours in an eager kiss. You could taste the sweat on his upper lip, though you couldn’t have cared less. Changbin’s strong hands instantly came to your waist, keeping you in place as his hip pressed into yours hungrily. “Let’s take this off, shall we?” A second later, your shirt was off you as Changbin’s hands came up to cup your breasts over the fabric of your sports bra.

“Do you like it? I bought it last week,” you questioned as Changbin eyed the white material.

“I do. I’d like it more if you took it off, though.”

“Sure. You first.”

With a smirk still plastered on his face, your boyfriend’s hands came to the hem of his shirt as he pulled it over his head. You bit your lip at the view, your mouth watering at the sight of his delicious peck muscles. Apart from his arms, they were probably your favourite extra.

“Your turn!” Changbin said before you could even think about touching him. You could get to that later, anyway. “And take off the shoes.”

Without as much as a hint of hesitation, you slipped out of your new clothing item and your sneakers, leaving you in only your pants and panties. Changbin followed suit, kicking his shoes and socks away as he came closer to you again.

His hands found yours as he pressed them against the door beside your head so you couldn’t move them. His body flushed against you was enough to declare you officially trapped.

When Changbin’s lips found yours again, his tongue instantly connecting with yours, he ground his hips into you, effectively making you sigh into him. You could feel him grinning against your mouth.

“I might have been wrong before. Your sex noises are way better than your workout noises,” Changbin pointed out. “They’re like music to my ears.”

“Maybe you should make a song out of them. This way, you can listen to me while working out.”

“Tempting- but I’d rather not get a boner while working out with Chan. This-” Rutting his hips into yours, you felt his erection more prominent than before. “This is for you and for you only.”

“Good.”

Your boyfriend’s lips met yours again, this time slightly rougher as he evidently attempted to move things along. Soon enough, his tongue met your neck as he sucked on the skin, causing another whimper to leave you. After years of being together, he clearly knew all your buttons by heart.

As Changbin reached your breast, your moaning turned into groaning, the frustration reaching a new high. His mouth engulfed your nipple, lightly grazing it with his teeth before he let his tongue run over it. The arching of your back was the only indication he needed to know his advances caused the wanted impact on you.

When his hands ran down your arms and to your waist, you felt goosebumps rise all over your body as a rush of blood went to your core. You had always loved how your boyfriend could turn you to mush at his hands, especially now that you had seen him work out. All the strength in his arms didn’t change how carefully he handled you; as though you’d break under too much pressure.

Your hands came to Changbin’s hair as he kissed all over your chest, entangling with the bundle as you closed your eyes and threw your head back at the pleasure. Only when he went further down, eventually landing on his knees – like you weren’t turned on enough already, making your heart skip a few beats – did you look down at him.

A smile spread on your lips as you knew what was coming.

“These,” Changbin’s hands came around your thighs as she slapped one of them hungrily, “make me go crazy. I couldn’t stop thinking about burying my head between them when you were doing that exercise earlier. And I do think we should get one of those exercise machines for our house. Just so we can misuse it. Every. Single. Day.”

With those words, Changbin started dragging your shorts down your legs, effectively taking your panties off with them. You quickly swiped them away with your foot so they wouldn’t get in the way of things.

“I think there are machines for that exact use. Why don’t we get one of those?” You couldn’t deny the thought exciting you. Smaller toys had been part of your love life since the beginning, but never something as massive as this.

“And I think I absolutely fucking love you.”

Without another second of hesitation, Changbin buried his head between your thighs, his tongue licking a rough strip up your folds. It made your legs quiver as you pulled at his hair. You were still pretty beat from your previous workout so that your legs were almost giving out beneath you was no surprise. Especially when your boyfriend made you feel so good on top of everything.

One of his arms kept you spread for him as his other came around your thigh, lifting it up and over his shoulder. It gave him much better access so his second hand could wander around your body, keeping you in place at your spine.

Changbin’s tongue ran along your entrance a couple times, dipping in only slightly before precisely meeting your nub. It sent shock waves down your back as he knew exactly how you liked it. He soon tilted his head, eyes closing as he seemed to enjoy this as much as you did. Perhaps even more.

The way he ate you out, fast – almost maliciously so – you knew you wouldn’t last for too long. That, paired with the excitement about someone possibly walking in on you at any given time, took you straight to cloud nine. Sure, you hadn’t noticed anyone before, but that didn’t mean no one was actually around.

When Changbin’s teeth came into play, lightly running over your nub every few licks, a loud cry escaped your throat. You bucked your hips into him involuntarily, the knee currently not resting on his shoulder quivering heavily. Had he not held you by your leg, you would have fallen to your knees at the pleasure running through your system. Changbin seemed to notice how difficult it was for you to concentrate on anything but the pain in your leg, quickly deciding to help you out.

You were used to having one of your legs positioned over your boyfriend’s shoulder, opening up possibilities for him to reach deeper – better. So, when Changbin pulled your second leg up, pulling it over his other shoulder, you were more than just stunned. In the new position, one you had never tried before – you fully sitting on his shoulders – a whole different set of possibilities opened up.

That Changbin could even carry you like this, all your weight pressing onto him, was a miracle. Sure, he benched more than your weight and probably pulled just as much, but this was still different. You weren’t dead weight like the metal sitting only rooms away; you’re a human. It was you and every kilo you brought to the table.

Your surprise and fear for your boyfriend’s well-being were swiftly overshadowed when you noticed just how much he enjoyed this new position. It gave him total control over your body, where to put you and how to bend you. And that control, he used to both your advantages.

As your back was pressed against the cold metal of the door, your hands automatically came to Changbin’s hair, pulling on it as he dove in deeper. His hands by your spine pushed you closer against him as you feared he might suffocate. He couldn’t have possibly gotten the necessary oxygen in this seemingly uncomfortable position. And, still, it didn’t impact his action as much as you had anticipated. It might have even spurred him on further.

His humming vibrated through your whole body, sending shock waves to every fibre of your being. You couldn’t help but whimper at the feeling, noticing the smirk against your core once he heard. One of his hands left your spine to slap your butt as he started massaging it, only encouraging you to be less cautious of the noise leaving your body.

Changbin’s second hand snuck around your body, running up your stomach and towards your breast, stroking it roughly as his fingers ran over your nipple. This, paired with his second hand on your butt and his mouth on your core, made you shiver and twitch against him. His tongue lapping at your juices, so precisely meeting every tiny spot between your legs, brought you close as fast as barely before.

“Fuck,” you sobbed once the tip of his muscle ran down to your hole, fucking inside hastily. It certainly wasn’t long enough to reach every spot within you, but it felt great, nonetheless. So much so that you could have stayed like this forever.

For all you cared, Changbin could have eaten you out like this the whole night. Though you doubted it would be enough to finish either of you.

So, when Changbin slowly and ever-so-carefully set your legs back onto the ground, his mouth leaving your heat, you weren’t mad. As your legs quivered on either side of him, he came up from the floor, standing right in front of you as he leaned in for a long, somewhat innocent kiss.

“We’re so gonna do that more often,” Changbin breathed against your lips as a smirk spread on his. “I’ll get undressed. Meet you in the shower?”

All you could muster was a nod as you shakily started making your way towards the shower cubicles. Finding your ass in a slap as you moved, you jerked forward in unexpectedness.

“Sorry, my hand slipped.” The smirk on his face told you otherwise, though you naturally ignored the comment as you continued your path further back.

The moment you found yourself under the warm water, the liquid running through your hair and down your body, you felt yourself relax. The jets softly massaged your back and the muscles which had gotten so tense from leaning against the metal door for too long, causing a few moans to slip out of your mouth.

It wasn’t until you felt a presence behind you that you came back from your trance, the thick fingers around your waist causing a smile to spread on your face.

“I hope the shower isn’t making you feel better than I do...” Voice trailing off, Changbin’s lips came to your neck, running along the vein at the side. You moaned at the feeling, even more relaxing than the shower itself, a smile spreading on his lips. “I take that as a ‘no’.”

With his hands running up your body, fingering over your perked nipples, you arched your back against his front. His arousal became unmistakably clear to you when you felt him poke one of your ass cheeks. You bit your lip at the sensation, proud of your effect on his body.

His tongue ran over your neck, down your left shoulder and over to your right as his hands softly massaged your breast. The shower jets only added to the sensation, your head soon thrown to the side to give Changbin better access to your earlobe. He twirled it between his teeth, growling in your ear as you continuously pushed your ass against him.

“Fuck, you’re so hot like this.” Smiling at your words, you tried turning around to kiss him, though his strong arms prevented any unapproved movement. “Stay like this. Perfectly still for me to touch and do as I please. You like that, don’t you?”

Humming in answer, Changbin ran one hand down your spine, thumb pressing into your muscles on either side. When he reached your butt, he grabbed one of your cheeks, pulling it to the side before letting it slap back against the other. He did the same thing to the other, his hand reaching even deeper, running two fingers through your folds to test your wetness. It made you moan loudly, the sound echoing from the tiled walls. To neither of your surprise, you were drenched.

“Ready, baby?”

You merely nodded, forming words impossible at this point. Not with how much need was radiating from your every pore.

Putting your hands against the wall in front of you, you leaned forward to give him better access. With one of his hands pressing against your lower back, the other guiding him towards your entrance, it took him less than 5 seconds to enter you, bottoming inside you.

“Mhm…”

“Feel good, baby?” Changbin pulled you back against his chest, slipping out just a tad at the movement. You agreed with a nod, hands reaching back to touch his hips.

“Move- please.”

Chuckling at your attempt to talk, Changbin tilted your head to the side with two fingers, kissing the corner of your mouth before slowly pulling out and plunging himself back in. “I fucking love you. Did I tell you that?”

His length dragged deliciously against your swollen walls in this position, meeting that spot inside you every time. It took him a few seconds to find a rhythm before his hips settled at snapping against yours in perfect timing with your breathing. At first, at least.

A few minutes into it, Changbin sped up, your hands coming from your side – holding onto his at your waist – to the wall in front of you. You needed to stabilise yourself in some way, his forceful thrusts sending you straight to heaven. He took a step forward to keep reaching deep inside, your back arching for comfort. It also helped you focus on not coming already.

“Fuck, if you keep clenching like this...”

Changbin didn’t end his sentence, but you understood him perfectly anyway. Knowing he wasn’t doing any better than you calmed you down, your walls relaxing slightly. It sent you closer quicker, but you knew he wasn’t far behind, so it was alright.

Soon enough, one of his hands reached around your body again, twisting your nipples once before travelling down your front. How he even had a head for helping you out when he was so close himself was beyond you. Your head started spinning when two of his fingers met your nub, roughly circling the flesh.

Letting your head hang slack in front of you, you squeezed your eyes shut at the sensation, the water running down your back only adding to it. You started twitching against him, your body leaving your control at his skilled technique. All you could do was hold onto the wall, trying to relieve some tension by dragging your fingers against the tiles. Your knuckles soon turned white, your head dizzy, and your sight blurry once Changbin angled his hips to reach your spot.

“Fuck-”

Your body started shaking at the approach of your inevitable release, Changbin pulling you flash against him. His arm wrapped around your front, keeping you stable against him as your hands reached back to grab him. With his head back at the side of your head, kissing your skin and attempting to give some momentum to the moment, you grabbed his hair, pulling lightly as the high came crashing over you.

Spasming against him, loud moans escaping your mouth like a waterfall, Changbin held you as close as possible, guiding you through it. He slowed down his thrusts for a few seconds, fingers circling your nub at a less demanding pace. His touch never stopped, simply helping you through the high but not letting you calm down just yet.

“That was so hot, baby,” Changbin whispered in your ear before picking up the pace of his hips and fingers. It sent you right back to the white-gazed, world-spinning high you hadn’t had the chance to come down from. “You think you can do it again?”

“I don’t-” your words were cut off when he sped up, going even harder and faster than he did earlier. The overstimulation set in soon enough, your mouth hanging slack as whimpers tumbled over your tongue. “Fuck, fuck, fuck-”

“Just like that, baby. Come for me again!”

How you did it, you wouldn’t have been able to tell with a gun to your head. You had never come a second time this quick after your first time. Until now, that was.

Maybe it was how well Changbin knew your body, being able to coax orgasm after orgasm out of you at a speed that could have been world record worthy. Maybe, it was the whole ‘people might walk in on you any second’-situation. You didn’t have the head to care as you kept spasming against his front, feeling him release with a groan in your ear.

You rode out both your highs in about a minute, his movement never stopping but calming down with every second until he finally stopped. Changbin didn’t withdraw just yet, though he took the opportunity of complete calmness to press a soft kiss against your cheek.

Still catching your breath after two back-to-back orgasms, you merely smiled at his sweet action, hands holding onto him behind you.

“That-” Changbin cut himself off, also trying to get his breathing under control. It took him a few moments, but then he pulled out of you, spinning you around on wobbly legs. Kissing you for the first time in what felt like hours, you felt yourself reaching earth again after being sent to heaven twice in a matter of seconds. “The single, most hottest thing you ever did.”

“‘t wasn’t me. All you.”

That you still couldn’t speak properly further proved just how high up he had brought you. Changbin chuckled at your attempt to talk, forehead pressing against yours as you started feeling his release dribble down your leg. Good thing you were already in the shower, or else it would have made a complete mess.

“Let’s settle on team effort.” You giggled at his words, feeling your eyes and legs giving out on you. Had it not been for Changbin’s hands at your sides, you would have collapsed already. “You tired, baby?”

You didn’t need to answer that question as your boyfriend slowly guided you to the floor, helping you settle against the wall. The water was still running over your body as he disappeared for a few seconds. When he came back, he had shower gel, shampoo, and your sports bra with you, so you wouldn’t have to sit on the cold floor and risk catching a UTI. After that workout, you wouldn’t be needing it tonight anyway.

Turning your back to him, Changbin squeezed some of the shampoo onto his fingers before bringing them to your hair, softly spreading it over your scalp. The touch felt like magic, pumping energy back into your body. Same with the shower gel, which Changbin massaged into your back once he was done with your hair. You moaned at the feeling, your muscles relaxing at his perfectly calm touch.

Changbin always found ways to take ‘aftercare’ to a whole nother level.

“You good to walk? Or do you want me to carry you?”

“I can walk,” you told him, getting off the floor. Your legs were still pretty unstable, shaking under your weight. As though you hadn’t learned to walk yet.

“Okay, Bambi. Let me help you.” Swept off your feet, Changbin carried you out of the shower stalls and back into the changing area. You giggled in his arms, time and time again surprised by his strength. He almost made it look like you weighed nothing.

Wrapping you in a towel, Changbin left you for maybe a minute to clean himself. It gave you time to calm down further, your head and body almost completely back to normal once he came back into the room. As he dried himself off, you couldn’t help your wandering eyes running over his body. A real sight for the Gods, your boyfriend was.

“I’m sorry,” you apologised, much to Changbin’s surprise. His eyebrows drew together, confusion taking over his face as he came closer, the towel hanging dangerously loose around his waist.

“What for?”

“You couldn’t finish your workout because of me.”

In your head, you knew he didn’t mind. Still, you felt bad you hadn’t let him finish off his routine because of your arousal. And, frankly, your unwillingness to work out even a minute longer.

“You’re a little stupid-head, you know that?” Changbin asked in amusement, playfully shoving your head as he seated himself next to you. “I’d do you over a workout anytime.” He kissed you lightly, tongue brushing against your lower lip for only a second before he pulled away. “Now, turn around, so I can get changed.”

You laughed at his demand, putting your hands over your eyes, fingers spread apart as far as possible.

“Eyes are closed. Go ahead!”

Changbin laughed at your action, a few emotions written on his face simultaneously. Though, it didn’t take much of you to recognise the main one. “Fuck, I don’t think I can love you more than right now.”

And he meant it.

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Thrill | Seo Changbin x Reader

pairing: biker!seo changbin x fem!reader

tags: alcohol, a little making out, flirting, cheating? no smut

wc: 2,188

It's about time you feel a thrill, right?

Taking a sip from your glass, you relish the velvety taste. You look around you at the restaurant you had so thoughtfully chosen. It was nice, far nicer than your usual pick, hoping to indulge in some sense of luxury. It was your anniversary after all. Three years have passed since you married the ‘love of your life’. Is that what he was? He seems to barely be in your life at all anymore. You’ve seen him once this past week. He was constantly working late, and apparently ‘away for business’. You’re certain ‘business’ actually goes by the name Jessica. His beautiful, blonde assistant.

He had told you he’d be here. 7pm you told him. He promised.

It’s 7:37pm. He’s not here. You haven’t bothered texting or calling him. You’re not even sure you care anymore. Part of you is glad he hasn’t shown up. The two of you had met in college, he had asked you out and you fell for his charm. Who knew the same charm would be used on someone else?

The waiter, bow-tie and everything, appeared at your side.

“Can I get you anything else, ma’am?” He asked kindly, he knew you had effectively been stood up. You could see the sympathy in his eyes.

“Just another glass, please” You smiled at him, gesturing to your now-empty glass of red wine. He nodded and waltzed away, leaving you with your thoughts once more. The candle on your table drew your attention momentarily as the wax dripped down, mocking you and the passing of time. You let out a silent sigh. Your table was situated on the edge of the restaurant, next to some large glass windows. It was a chilly night outside, so the warmth of the restaurant was causing condensation to build around the edges of the glass. Looking further outside, you watch the familiar thrill of the city at night. Your heart pangs a little, envious of whatever thrill it seems to see.

Your train of thought is interrupted once more by the waiter, returning with a fresh glass of wine. It’s only your second. You might buy a bottle on your way home later.

Something catches your eye from outside. An appearance of a headlight, and then another. You watch as two motorcycles park up, about 10 feet up the road from you. The riders turn their engines off and dismount. They begin to remove their gloves and helmets. The one closest, with his back to you has long blonde hair which he shakes out, running a hand through it. He’s tall, and when he glances to the side of him you see an attractive face. But it’s his friend that catches your eye.

The man facing you removes his helmet and similarly shakes out his hair. It’s black, parted in the middle with a lot of it falling in his face, not as long as his friends, but still a good length. From the safety of the restaurant, you get to silently watch him. He unzips his jacket, rolling out his shoulders. He looks well-built under the gear. You think you’d like to confirm your thought.

He takes a look around, letting his eyes wander during a conversation with his friend and he catches your eyes. Your breath catches in your throat, but your face doesn’t falter. You hold his gaze for a few seconds before finally looking away, taking a sip from your glass.

Your phone begins to buzz, your husband calling you. You take a deep breath.

“Hello?”

“Hey, babe, I’m so sorry, I can’t make it to dinner.” your husband's voice, the voice that once relaxed you and filled you with joy, now feels like walking through glass barefoot.

“Having to stay late at the office?” You ask.

“Uh, yeah, how’d you know?” you hear him stutter.

“Oh, I just know how hardworking my husband is.”

He laughs.

“Of course, what did I do to deserve you?” he says. You can hear the smugness through the phone.

“Oh, nothing good probably.” He laughs again, you always did make him laugh.

“Babe, I think, I’m going to stay at Mike’s again tonight, we’re going to discuss some business things, you know how it is,” he says, you down some of your glass as he talks.

“Don’t worry, I’ll see you when I see you,” you respond. You wonder if you could change the locks before then.

“Alright, I gotta go, I’ll see you later,” he says.

“Bye.”

You put your phone back into your clutch and order another glass of wine when the waiter passes you. Halfway through it, you begin to finally feel the buzz. Smiling to yourself, you find yourself glancing out the window once more. The men are still there, each of them smoking a cigarette and chatting. Your eyes linger on the shorter man once more as he gestures dramatically, his friend rewards him by throwing his head back laughing. The man seems to feel your gaze on him as he catches it once more, his lips turning into a subtle smirk. You’re a goner. You finish your drink and ask for the bill.

Once you have paid, you take a trip to the bathroom. Your makeup is still perfectly intact, which makes sense since it’s not been on for that long. Regardless, you dab at your face just in case and touch up your lipstick. You reapply a small amount of perfume and take one final look in the mirror. The black, figure-fitting dress was a great idea, it’s hot as fuck, and short enough to ride in, you think.

Your coat is long enough to provide some warmth as you head out of the restaurant and into the cool, night air. The two men are still there. Fuck it.

You saunter over to them, the sound of your heels attracting the attention of the man you had your eye on. His eyes drink you in from top to bottom, and then back again.

“I was just checking out your bike. Nice Yamaha.” You say, glancing at the bike momentarily.

“Thank you, she’s an R7.” He puts his hand on the handle. His voice is deep, with a certain gruffness to it. He’s even nicer to look at up close.

“The racing model?” You quirk an eyebrow.

“What can I say? I like the thrill.”

“Care to show me what it’s like?” You ask, daringly. His eyebrows shoot up and he looks a little surprised.

“Sweetheart, I don’t even know your name.” He chuckles, and you notice an earring dangling from his left ear.

“Y/n.” You say. He holds eye contact for a few seconds.

“Changbin.” He finally responds. He stands up, from leaning partially against his bike, and brushes past you.

“Hyunjin, give me your helmet.”

“Why?” his friend says.

“You won’t need it for the next little while, right?” Changbin says. Hyunjin rolls his eyes and hands over his helmet. Changbin takes it and turns back to you.

“You sure you wanna do this?” He gives you an out which you appreciate.

“Sure, I need some thrill in my life.” You shrug.

He lifts the helmet and gently lowers it onto your head. Once it’s secured he turns to his friend.

“You might as well go on ahead, Chan will be waiting for us at the bar,” he says, picking up his helmet. His friend agrees and leaves, but not before telling him to ride safely.

“Feel free to keep him for the night,” Hyunjin jokes as he walks past you. You laugh and turn back to Changbin who’s getting on his bike, which really shouldn’t be so attractive as it is. You walk over to him.

“Do you know how to get on?” He asks, but you just answer by continuing past him and hopping on the back. Your dress slides up your thigh a little. This probably isn’t a good idea, but hey, the danger excites you.

You wrap your hands around him as he turns the bike on, revving the engine a few times. He puts his gloves on as he looks back to you.

“You ready?” he asks.

“As ever.”

He kicks off the stand and takes off, decently fast, but nothing too crazy. Soon enough, you’re riding through the city, the bright lights passing you largely in a blur. Occasionally he puts his hand on top of yours on his stomach, and you tighten your hold every time. Despite you living in it, you find the city strangely beautiful, the rush of the ride changing your opinion of it. You’ve been driving around for probably 30 minutes when you realise he’s slowing down and pulling into the side of the road. He pulls over and kicks up the stand, before turning off the engine.

“Where would you like me to drop you off? The restaurant?” he turns his head to look at you.

“Would you take me home?”

“Sure thing.”

You tell him your address and he knows roughly where it is. You begin to feel a little sad about the fact that the thrill is coming to an end. He pulls into your neighbourhood and you guide him to your house by tapping his side and pointing. He slows down and parks, quickly dismounting before turning back to help you off. He grabs you by the waist and lifts, his effortlessness surprising you. You land on your feet and remain stable despite your legs feeling like jelly thanks to the adrenaline. He removes his helmet, and you remove yours.

“Did you have fun?” He asks, smirking as he leans against his bike.

“You know what? I did, thank you.” You say.

“Let me walk you to the door.” He says, locking his bike.

Now, you would never condone cheating, you’re a married woman after all. But at this moment in time, the only thing stopping you from being single right now are some forms.

Once you reach the door, you turn back to him.

“Would you like to come in? Just to get out of the cold for a little?” you ask, trying not to sound too hopeful.

“Sure thing.”

When you turn towards the door, you can feel his gaze on you, the air around you is heavy. You get the door open without any problems and take a step inside. You remove your jacket and throw it over the back of the sofa on your way towards the kitchen, partially because you need a drink, partially because you’re freaking out a little.

Unfortunately, the universe isn’t going to allow you a breather as you feel his presence following into the kitchen. You pour a glass of water, raking your mind on how the hell you continue this situation.

The universe really seems to have it out for you as you feel Changbin saunter up next to you.

“Sweetheart, I shouldn’t be here should I?” It comes out quietly, causing you to turn your head towards him immediately. His eyes are studying you, attempting to piece together what’s going on in your head.

“Does it matter?” Surprisingly your voice is even, almost flirtatious in tone. He raises an eyebrow in questioning.

“We broke up. This evening.” You give in.

“Alright then,” He accepts the answer. “You want me to help you forget him?”

That shouldn’t have caught you off guard as much as it did, but alas, you feel a subtle buzz flow through your spine. He takes a step closer. You finally turn your body towards him.

“Please.” You only flutter your eyelashes a little as you look up at him.

“I got you.” A strong, but gentle hand lands on your waist as he steps into your space completely, slyly pulling you towards him. Your arms instinctively disappear underneath his jacket as he finally connects your lips, your eyes fluttering shut the whole way. He tastes like cigarettes and something from a distant memory. His hand feels warm as it tightens its grip, and you move to push off his jacket.

Changbin disconnects from you for a second, just long enough to throw his jacket onto the dining table. Part of you is sad that you don’t get to ogle at the tight-fitting, black t-shirt he is wearing underneath for as long as you want to. As he leas back in, your hands go to his arms, feeling the hard muscle under your fingertips.

“Shouldn’t you be meeting your friends?” Your mind reminds you, gasping for air as you pull away from him once more. The look of hunger that flashes in his eyes only fuels your ego a little.

“Nah, I’m sure they’ll be fine without me.” He leans towards you.

“But-”

“Trust me. The minute I saw you through the window, I told Hyunjin that there was a chance I’d ditch him,” he smirks. “Thank God I did.” He finishes, eyeing you up and down once more, drinking you in fully.

“You're that confident?” you say as you tilt his head back up, forcing him to make eye contact.

“Of course.”

“Well then, let’s put that confidence to use.”

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