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[puppysuh]

SEX EDUCATION .ᐟ ( markhyuck x reader )

synopsis. mark is a virgin, the only virgin in the NCT fraternity house. it’s borderline embarrassing, so who better than to ask his roommate (who is very much not a virgin) and his overzealous girlfriend for some help?

rating. mature. (minors + ageless blogs dni)

warnings. dirty talk (bucketloads of it), voyeurism/exhibitionism, references to religion, spanking, cunniligus, meanie hyuck + inexperienced mark, humiliation kink, degrading, pet names (babygirl, baby, slut, princess), hyuck is very very condescending, mark knows most of what he knows from porn

author’s note. i have no excuse for my actions. i even winced when proofreading this because this is so so fucking dirty… but i must give the people what they want. it kinda veered away from the whole megaperv!haechan idea but i promise you he will be revisited because megaperv!haechan haunts my waking thoughts 😋 pleaseplease leave comments i love reading them hehe

might have edged @claudaze for this fic to the point where sis was fighting sleep… when you wake up n see this i hope i have done your vision justice :3 also @yvvnii commented on my original thought post for this as well 🙂‍↕️ i hope you like this baby AND @cigsaftersuh also asked to be tagged :3 should i start an official taglist… 🤔

“So… you want me to teach you how to have sex?” 

Mark Lee is in a dire situation. At the age of 22, he’s in college, taking a course in astrophysics and engineering. He’s lived a pretty normal life so far, done everything a frat brother should, except for one thing. 

Mark Lee, aged 22, has never had sex. 

It’s not something he particularly wants to be ashamed of. Given his religious nature, he should be satisfied with his virginity, should be proud that he’s saving himself until he meets the right woman. He could go on and never find a wife, and he would happily die a virgin, but he’s a frat brother, and a virgin frat brother is the last thing he wants to be. 

As of late, he’s been partying like a fool. He shouldn’t be– parties aren’t really his scene anyways– but he does anyway, hoping that at one of them, he’ll get drunk enough and finally break his chastity with a girl he’ll never talk to again. But he can’t even bring himself to drink alcohol, let alone get drunk, and every party ends with him going home early, stone cold sober and still, unfortunately, as virgin as he was before the party started. 

It’s sad. He shouldn’t be bothered by it at all, but when he sees his housemate Jaehyun bring home yet another girl (the 3rd one this week?), he gets jealous, because whilst his frat brothers are fucking like rabbits, he’s getting just as much action as a stone on the side of an abandoned highway. It’s gotten to the point where his roommate, Donghyuck, begs him to get out of the house, because he has his own girlfriend, and he can’t bring her home if his virgin roomie is wallowing in self pity under the covers every weekend. 

He doesn’t know that the reason why Mark doesn’t get any action is because he doesn’t know how to, not because he’s unattractive, because he is attractive.

The Nu Chi Theta house is one of the most popular frat houses on campus, with every girl (and even some guys too) wanting to sleep with at least one brother once in their life. There’s no shortage of hot guys in the house, and it's rumoured that to even secure a place in the house, you have to pass some kind of frat house beauty test. It’s ridiculous, and when Mark received his acceptance letter, he couldn’t believe it. He thought it would be an opening for him, a way to get invited to crazy parties and unlimited hookups, a way to finally stray from the cuffs of religion his parents were so insistent on keeping him locked up with.

What he didn’t think about, however, is how hard it would be to let go of said religious cuffs without feeling insanely guilty when he so much as strayed from the path his parents had set out for him. 

No drinking, no partying, and definitely no sex. That’s what they told him before he left, and whilst he’d shrugged it off at the time, those words followed him years later, right up until he finally decided that enough was enough. 

After walking in on Donghyuck and his girlfriend making out on his bed, he knew he had to do something, which leads him to his current situation.

“Mark, be serious with me right now.” Hyuck raises his eyebrow and tilts his head, and Mark physically curls in on himself. “You’re telling me… that you’ve never had sex because you don’t know how to?” 

“Yes, and now I’m asking you to teach me how to. I’ve seen– heard you and your girlfriend. You guys aren’t exactly… discreet.” 

“Yeah, that’s because she doesn’t want me to be discreet. She likes it when everyone knows who’s fuckin’ her.” 

Mark winces. How can Hyuck talk about you like that when you aren’t even here? He wishes that he doesn’t turn out like that, and then he remembers who he’s being taught by, and it makes him feel sick to his stomach. 

Maybe this is a bad idea. Maybe he shouldn’t be asking for help, maybe he should just find a video about it on Pornhub and try his chances from there. 

“If you’re having second thoughts, I can tell you that the hub won’t solve your problem.” It’s almost like Hyuck is a mind reader. “You’ll end up embarrassing yourself, and Taeyong will end up having to kick you out. If anyone finds out one of the NCT boys is a virgin and learnt how to fuck from the worst porn site on earth…” It's Hyuck’s turn to wince. “Look, I’ll teach you. Hands-on experience and all.”

“You mean…” 

Hyuck smiles, and Mark asks himself what exactly he’s gotten himself into. “I’ll let you fuck my girlfriend.”

You would do anything for your boyfriend. If he asked you to rob a bank, you’d hand bejewel a balaclava with pink rhinestones and shoot down the clerk with a matching gun. If he asked you to walk around campus on a leash, you’d happily get on all fours. 

So, when he asks you to start flirting with his roommate, you do so with a smile on your face. 

Mark Lee is cute. You’ve seen him around a couple of times, all baggy hoodie and reading glasses, barely saying a word to anyone and keeping to himself in his room. He’s the kind of guy you can’t help but become curious about, and one day, you ask Hyuck about him. 

“He’s kind of a loser,” he tells you between leaving kisses on your neck. “You don’t need to worry about him.” 

“But he doesn’t seem like he has a girlfriend.” You pull away and hold your boyfriend’s face in your hands. “I have a couple of friends who would drop dead at the chance to fuck an NCT guy. If he wants a girlfriend, I can get him one.” 

“It’s not a girlfriend he wants, baby, it’s sex.” 

“There’s a party next week. He can find a hookup there.” 

Hyuck scoffs. “You’re so dumb. He’s a virgin, and if he wanted a girlfriend, he wouldn’t even know how to bag himself one.” The smile he’s wearing is dangerous, and you raise your eyebrows. “Which is why…” His hands slide up your waist and slip under your baby tee. “... I need you to do me a favour.” 

That favour is the reason why you’re currently posted up against the kitchen counter in the NCT house, licking a popsicle like it’s the most delicious snack on Earth whilst staring holes into Mark from across the kitchen. You know he’s avoiding looking at you, which is why you walk up to him and tap him on the shoulder, wearing a knowing smile on your face.

“Just because Hyuck’s my boyfriend, doesn’t mean we can’t be friends. I mean, I’m friends with practically every guy here!” You widen your eyes like a doe and wrap your lips around the top of the popsicle, reveling in the way Mark gulps nervously, his Adam’s apple bobbing and eyes glued to the bright red trail of juice dribbling down your chin. “You can talk to me, y’know.” 

You take a step closer, and that seems to be Mark’s breaking point. He sharply turns on his heel and all but runs out of the kitchen, abandoning the glass of water he was nursing on the counter. You bite off the tip of the popsicle, smiling happily to yourself as you skip after him.

When Mark gets back upstairs, Hyuck is waiting for him, sitting cross legged on his bed with a smile on his face, one akin to the one you were wearing in the kitchen. You…

“I knew you’d end up running away from her. You’re more of a loser than I thought you were, dude.” 

Mark’s jaw drops to the floor. “She was in on it? And you never thought to tell me?” 

Hyuck shrugs. “She was giving you an example of how a girl would approach you at a party if she wanted to fuck you.” He eyes Mark up and down before snickering to himself. “Clearly, you failed.” 

“It was a test? And she knew?!” Mark is panicking now. His secret is basically out of the bag; you’re going to tell all of your friends that there’s a virgin in the NCT house, and they’ll tell their friends, and then he’ll get kicked out and have to live with his parents, a pious virgin for the rest of his life. 

Ironically, Mark grips the cross pendant hanging from his neck. Hyuck catches him doing it, and quirks an eyebrow. “You think God’s gonna tell you how to fuck? You have got to be kidding me.” 

“Maybe I don’t need to lose my virginity. Abstinence doesn’t sound that bad, I mean, I’ll become a priest, live in peace for the rest of my life and-” 

Mark is cut off by a sharp slap around his face. “Don’t go into religious psychosis over some pussy. I’ll still teach you, but it might be a little harder than I initially thought.” His eyes narrow, and Mark gulps again. “I didn’t think my girlfriend licking a popsicle would scare you that much.” 

“I scared him?” Mark feels like he’s just been dragged into hell by his collar, because you’re standing by the door, the popsicle and any traces of it gone from your face as you stare at him incredulously. “Oh- I didn’t mean to! I was just doing what you told me to do.” 

“And you did it very well baby.” Hyuck is approaching you, and you resume wearing that pleasant smile, allowing him to slip his arms around your waist and lead you into the bedroom, swiftly locking the door behind you. “And now, you’re gonna do something else for me.” 

Mark watches the way the two of you interact, and he hates to admit it, but he’s jealous. You look at Hyuck like he’s your everything and you’re absolutely entranced by him, gaze never breaking, even when his wandering hands slip under your skirt. He doesn’t pay any attention to the rapidly forming erection in his loose joggers when you and Hyuck start kissing, his hands full of ass pulling you closer into him. It’s borderline disgusting, the way your eyes roll back under your lids, and he really should close his eyes, but-

“D’you think he’s motivated enough now, princess?” He’s snapped out of his trance by the two of you staring at him, Hyuck’s face flushed and your chest heaving gently, lashes fluttering as you take in the sight of Mark standing there, hard as rock and red as a tomato.

“Y-yeah,” you stutter, smiling. “Should I-”

“No.” You stop in your tracks, watching as your boyfriend sits down on the bed, spreading his legs and patting his thigh as a motion for you to take a seat. “You sit down too, Mark.” He looks up at his confused roommate. “Class is now in session.” 

If Mark told himself several hours ago that he would be watching his roommate talk dirty to his girlfriend, he would’ve laughed, and then spat out his coffee. He can only watch as Hyuck pulls you forward in his lap, paying no mind to the way your skirt bunches at your hips and displays your ass in a thong that leaves little to the imagination. 

“First things first…” Hyuck looks at Mark from his side of the room, his hands stationed on your thighs straddling his lap. “You need to get the language down. It’s part of foreplay, you got that?” Mark nods. “Good. Now…” Hyuck kisses you fleetingly on the lips before looking you in the eye. “You have to tell her she’s a good girl. Most girls are into that sort of thing.

“Tell her what you wanna do to her.” Hyuck pulls your hips forward on his lap, and you groan. “Tell her you wanna fuck her, that you wanna make her feel good, better than she’s ever felt.” Your lashes flutter, and although Mark can’t see your face, you smile, wrapping your arms around your boyfriend’s neck. “See? She likes it, don’t you, pretty?”

“Yeah,” you whisper, grinding down onto him more. “Want you to fuck me.” 

Hyuck laughs. “This isn’t about you. This is about Mark.” He looks past you again at his roommate, who looks like he wants to be swallowed alive by the ground. “Are you learning anything?” 

He gulps before reciting what he’s learnt. “Talk dirty to her. Tell her what you want to do to her, that you want to…” Hyuck raises his eyebrow, a signal for Mark to continue. “...that you want to… fuck… her.” He smiles, and Mark sighs a sound of relief. 

This is difficult for him. He’s awkward, because it’s generally awkward to watch his roommate have borderline sex with his girlfriend, the same person who just gave him a raging hard on from licking a popsicle. He’s also undoubtedly jealous, because even though he doesn’t know the first thing about having sex, he wants to have sex with you, but it seems like Hyuck is doing a better job at riling you up than he ever could. 

“See how I’m touching her?” Mark redirects his focus to where Hyuck’s hands are, and it looks like he’s everywhere. “I’m not giving her what she wants just yet. I have to tease her, make her want it.” He looks back at you “Do you want it, baby?” 

You pout. “Quit teasing me!”

You’re so cute. Mark understands why Hyuck would go for a girl like you– you’re too easy; easily obeying, easily teased, easily fucked. You’re perfect for a guy with a crazy sex drive, and he’s perfect for a girl who loves to devote herself to her boyfriend. You’re a perfect couple, and Mark can feel the jealousy begin to ebb its way back into his system. 

“Don’t worry, Mark. You’ll get a turn soon enough.” Hyuck taps the back of your thigh and you nod, climbing off of his lap and onto the bed. He doesn’t have to say anything, but you know exactly what he wants you to do, pulling down your skirt and bending over on the bed, ass up in the air and head buried in the pillows. “Get over here. Look at what all those things I told you about do to her.” 

Mark almost hesitates, but when he sees Hyuck scope the meat of your ass before pulling the cheeks apart, his moves are almost robotic, and what he sees almost sends him into shock. 

He’s never seen a pussy in real life before, only in the videos, and even then he can’t bring himself to look properly. Watching pornography is basically a sin, so he only watches the censored ones, and when he comes face to face with your pussy, he feels like he’s about to explode. 

You’re still wearing your underwear. That much is apparent given the lace decorating your hips, but your cunt is so wet, it’s all but swallowed the seat of your panties, and your labia bulges around the pink fabric. It’s much more lewd in person, and Mark is frozen in his place, mouth open with no sound coming out. 

“Say something, loser. Isn’t she pretty?” 

Mark gulps before speaking. “Y-yeah.” His voice cracks, and you giggle, the syrupy sound going straight to his dick. 

“He’s so nervous,” you breathe, swaying your ass in his direction. “Such a virgin.” 

He should be embarrassed. He should really leave, let Hyuck do whatever he wants to you behind closed doors and forget this ever happened, yet he feels nothing of the sort, instead sitting down on the bed and placing a shaky hand on your ankle. “I-” 

“You what?” Hyuck sounds pissed, which is odd considering this was his suggestion. “Say something. She’s not gonna sit and wait for you forever. My girl has needs.” 

My girl. Mark gulps again. “I… I kinda wanna… eat her out.” 

Whilst you moan a little and shove your face deeper into the pillows, Hyuck claps Mark on the back, and his annoyance is replaced with a smile. “There he is! Do you want me to teach you, or do you think you got it?” 

Cunniligus is his favourite type of porn. He would rather die than admit it, but when Mark fantasises (and trust, he does), he imagines himself in between a pair of thighs, and his mouth attached to a juicy pussy. He never thought he’d get the chance, but with the way your hips sway gently, he just wants to grab onto you, pull your panties aside and-

“Do it.” It’s your voice that echoes in his head now, and he finally looks at your face. Your eyes are filled with lust and you bite down on your bottom lip, lashes fluttering as an invitation. “C’mon Markie, don’t think about it, just-” 

You’re cut off by a pair of fingers massaging your cunt. Hyuck pulls aside the seat of your thong, and gestures to your dripping arousal. “You heard her. Dig in.”

He shouldn’t, he really shouldn’t, because if he does, he’ll be breaking a plethora of rules set out for him since birth. This is someone else’s girlfriend, a stranger if anything, but all that fades away when he hears your reaction to Hyuck’s fingers slipping into your needy pussy. Your back arches, and you whine out like a mantra, but it isn’t the name of your boyfriend. 

It’s Mark’s name that you whine, gasping when you feel a harsh slap on your ass. “That’s not my name, pretty. Unless you want my loser roommate that bad?”

This is wrong, this is wrong, this is wro-

Mark’s lips make contact with your pussy, and he’s gone. 

He’s a messy eater, inexperienced for sure, but the feeling of his hot tongue on your folds has you collapsing into the bed. Mark’s tongue is everywhere but nowhere all at once, and when his hands come up to grip your ass, you melt into his touch. 

“There you go.” Hyuck’s voice mingles with your moans in his ear, and Mark groans. “Seems like she likes you.” For him, this is all a show, watching his loser virgin roomie tongue fuck his girlfriend. Hyuck always knew you were a slut, but he never knew you would fall this far, drool staining his pillowcase as you grind desperately onto the tongue of a guy who had never seen nor touched a pussy in his life. 

“When she’s moaning like that, it means she’s close.” Mark’s eyes flick up to his roommate, his hands still superglued to your ass and tongue still buried deep into your cunt. “Remember what I said about teasing? Can’t make her cum yet, or she’ll be too tired for what comes next.” 

What comes next? Mark’s rhythm is interrupted by Hyuck’s comment and he pulls away, licking his lips and wiping the sweat from his brow. “Do you mean…?” 

His roommate nods with a smile. “I do mean that. I’d go first but– and I hate to say this– you were so good at eating her out that if I fuck her now, she’ll cum way too early.” 

“Need it so bad…” Both boys look at you, and one scoffs whilst the other gasps. You’re a mess, probably more of a mess than Mark. Blackened tears run down your cheeks, your lipstick is smudged and drool trails down your chin as you look back at the both of them. “Want you both. Please.” 

“Both?” Mark balks. He didn’t even know that was possible. 

“What a fucking slut.” Hyuck slaps your ass and you groan, a tear running down your cheek and a dribble of arousal running down the back of your thigh. “You don’t get both regularly, but suddenly you want two cocks instead of one? C’mon, babygirl. Don’t be greedy now that Mark’s around.” 

Ordinarily, Mark would never be able to talk to anyone like that, let alone a girl, but when Hyuck says it, it sounds so natural, and your reaction is very different to what he would expect. You arch your back, eyes rolling into the back of your head. 

You like being degraded. That much is clear from the way you chase after Hyuck’s snide comments, the way you bite your lip whenever he calls you a slut. Mark raises his eyebrows. 

“She likes it when you talk dirty to her,” he whispers, looking at his roommate. “Is she… is she always like this?” 

“Always has been, and probably always will be. Why do you think she agreed to this whole thing?” Your boyfriend cards his fingers through your hair before pulling you up so that you’re flush against his chest, ass brushing against his erection through his jeans. “She wanted to humiliate herself in front of you, Mark. She wanted you to know how needy she is. For her, it was never about helping you.” Mark watches the way you shudder when Hyuck’s hand trails down your belly, fingers resting just above the peak of your clit. “Pretty girl’s always wanted to be stuffed full with another cock. And she’s always wanted it to be you.” 

Mark’s breathing is shallow. You knew he was a virgin, but you wanted him anyway, wanted to see him crumble and let himself go. 

Instead of being weirded out by this information, his lip quirks up in a smile. “Is that so?” 

Your eyelids flutter. “Y-yeah. Thought you were p-pretty.” 

His head tilts, and he’s suddenly filled with a wave of confidence. “Really? Or did you just like the fact that you would be the one to take my virginity? Isn’t Hyuck enough for you, princess?” 

The room falls silent, save for the intermingled sound of shallow breathing. Hyuck is shocked that Mark would ever say something like that, let alone use that tone, but when the shock subsides, he smiles. “Why don’t you show her how much of a slut she is?”

Mark smiles at his roommate, reveling in the way you shudder against him. “I’d love to.”

© PUPPYSUH 2025 — do not copy, repost or translate my works without permission.

[biellescouts]

secret bf!yuta ⬂

nct 127 x f!reader, yuta nakamoto x f!reader

a/n; self indulgent, slice of life ahh post🥸

cw: y/n lowk not even here like imagine this is an episode of a tv show, haechan being a freak, haechi’s ego😓, mentions of a kiss uh oh,, sorry very short����

summary: mark and haechan are both interested. little do they know, you already have a man…

johnny fills his glass with water from the fridge’s dispenser and leans against the kitchen counter — he’s people watching. today’s victims? mark and haechan. a classic.

the two of them are always fighting and bickering about something and more often than not, it proves to be pretty interesting. always stolen clothes; stolen food, cheating in video games— generally useless shit. but they make it interesting. johnny sips at his water, quietly waiting to cut in with a sarcastic comment and then leave.

but, today they were fighting about something new. something rather sensitive or rather, someone.

“—i’m just saying, whenever she comes over, she’s all over me. like she wants me or something,” hyuck runs a hand through his honey brown hair, “and who am i to deny her what she wants.” — this makes mark scoff. and ‘all over him’ is a massive over statement, he thinks, you’re just super polite.

“dude, you make it weird. and i’ve literally known her longer so…”

hyuck blinks, “hmm, i think you’re jealous.”

“bro.”

you were a friend of mark’s. you had met him in your college’s food hall when he let you cut in line. ‘cause he thought you were pretty. you’d become close with him from then on because he was easy to talk to, and therefore easy to become friends with. but when he started bringing you around his friends, to the dorm, he realised— he’s not the only one who finds you pretty.

when you came over the first time; as soon as you left, everyone had something to say.

“she’s so pretty, mark.” “where’d you meet her, mark.” “she got a boyfriend?” …

so back to the little spat— “you think every girl likes you, hyuck.” mark sighs turning his head away and hyuck grabs his shoulder, shaking it a little, “well, i’m usually right.” and mark shakes him off, hyuck just laughs at him.

yuta walks into the kitchen furrowing his brows over at the commotion from the couch and then turning to see a zoned-out johnny.

“you’re going to drop that glass.” he flattens his lips into a straight line, matter-of-factly.

“hm?”

“what are they fighting about this time?” nods a dirty-blonde head of hair over to a giddy haechan shaking mark about and laughing in his face.

johnny itches the back of his head, “hm? oh, i think y/n.” how long have i been stood here?

yuta startles johnny out of his confused with a poorly stifled laugh, “really, what about her?”

“think they like her.”

“well. i think she likes me.” he smugly crosses his arms over his chest and johnny whips his head to the side of him, “huh? you’re just like them, man.” he pats him on the back, almost pitifully, but yuta shakes him off.

“nuh uh. i have evidence, actually.”

“pray tell?”

“she told me she likes me the most.”

“sure.” johnny snickers looking back at a now pleading haechan, trying to get mark to stop ignoring him.

“mhm, with her lips.” yuta smirks and johnny raises a brow.

“oh?”

“on my lips.”

“OOOOHHHH.” johnny pushes his back up off the counter and catches the attention of markhyuck.

“what?” they both say and yuta just smiles at them. with teeth.

mark frowns and turns to hyuck, “i think he’s plotting against us.”

yuta just laughs and leaves the kitchen.

a/n; waaahh he’s a meanie. okok so i love slice of life anime’s and sitcoms and stuff and so, this came to me while i was washing the dishes,, hope you enjoy😴 anyways if i don’t marry him ill die so someone better do something quick

[nerdlvr]

markhyuck

(MDNI)

mark x hyuck x reader , sub mark , sub hyuck , dom reader , guy on guy kissing yippee , three people kiss idk what it's called , spit , groping , tit play , bratty hyuck , requested by this cutesy anon.

"kiss."

the boys looked at each other shocked by your sudden command,

"go ahead, kiss."

the boys leaned in slightly towards each other, eyes squeezed shut in disgust. your hands came up to push their heads away.

"how do you two expect me to sleep with both of you if you idiots can't even kiss. come to me when you're ready to be serious."

you pushed yourself off the couch, stopping as you felt a hand grip your wrist, soft lips making contact with the skin. haechan looked up at you from his stop on the floor, eyes soft and pretty,

"please don't go, we are serious i swear."

he looked over at mark, urging him to do something. mark quickly shuffled over to you two, turning haechan's head to plant a soft kiss on his lips before looking towards you,

"promise, we'll be good."

you sat back down on the couch, patting the seats next to you so the boys would sit, not like they needed you to tell them anyways as they rushed to be at your sides, hands neat on their laps as they waited for your next order.

you leaned back slightly, a grin on your face,

"kiss."

you felt their hands grip your thighs as they balanced themselves, leaning into each other. mark furrowed his brows as haechan leaned away giggling slightly.

"you're tense markie relax."

haechan titled his head, planting a kiss to mark's cheek, then another on his jaw, and the last one on the side of his neck. you watched as a shiver ran down mark's spine, a sigh escaping his lips.

haechan chuckled softly,

"better?"

mark nodded quickly, leaning in again for a kiss. he let out an annoyed groan as your hand stopped him,

"watch that mouth pretty boy. want you two to kiss me instead."

mark's disappointment was short lived as his eyes lit up, both boys now watching you closely. they turned to each other then looked back at you,

"who first?"

they spoke together, hoping you'd choose quickly. you brought your hands up to caress each of their faces,

"you boys can be good right? you can share, can't you?"

they smiled at each other, not thinking twice before leaning in towards you.

the kiss was messy, understandably. your tongues fought with one another, spit spilling from the sides of your lips as the boys ate at your mouth. mark was softer, light pecks on the corner of your mouth moving into sucking lightly at your bottom lip. hyuck was the opposite, immediately rushing into tasting your tongue, sucking the wet muscle. you groaned at the feeling, threading you fingers through their hair to pull them away.

haechan lapped at spit string that connect you three, mark using his finger to detach himself, looked over at haechan judging him. you watched as haechan shoved his shoulder,

“don’t make that face you were just trying to kiss all up on me you-”

you sucked your teeth,

“behave, both of you. or do you want me to leave?”

they shook their heads a quiet sorry leaving their swollen lips. you reached for the hem of your shirt, pulling it up to reveal your bare breasts,

“good, because it would’ve been a shame to waste those pretty mouths, now suck.”

neither could wait till you had fully taken your shirt off, lips immediately latching onto you hard nipples. you threw your head back as they put their mouths to work, tongues swirling around your sensitive buds.

marks hand came up to hold your breast as he moaned into your skin, lips planting soft kisses along the meat of your chest.

you looked over at haechan as he nibbled on your nipples, eyebrows knit together as you followed the movements of his hand. he kneaded of the fabric of his sweat’s bulge becoming painfully hard, moaning lightly when you slapped his hand away,

“did i say you could touch yourself?”

he let out a whine, eyes desperate as he looked over a mark who was too occupied with his serving.

mark detached himself with a loud pop, hand running down your tummy, stopping at the waist band of your shorts before looking at haechan,

“you know what’s better than touching yourself?”

haechan gulped as he looked down at your shorts, a wet spot now seeping through the fabric. they both looked up at you, eyes glassy and cheeks flushed,

“can we?”

you were in for a fun night.

[nctyena]

Distance Goodbye

Note: I still can't believe Markhyuck couldn't say goodbye to Taeyong face to face I hate SM...

"Yah, how could you still be handsome? That's not fair."

"We can shave your head too Haechan."

"Stop fighting guys. Hyung, we will miss you so much. Take care, okay?"

"I know Markie. Now I gotta go. Don't worry I'm gonna be back without you noticing anything."

"I love you oppa. Please be careful."

"Aww, are you going to cry."

Taeyong couldn't hold his laugh at Yena's flicking the boy's head.

"Lee Donghyuck , don't tease her too much. I love you guys. Take care of each other."

"Ah! By the way check your bags. I left something for you."

They ended the facetime and looked at each other.

"If one of you cries I kill you."

"As if you won't."

Yena left the room without saying anything. She was curious about Taeyong's surprise. She seeked through her bag and found a paper that had her name on it.

"How didn't I see it before?"

She opened the letter and took a deep breath before starting to read it.

"Dear Yena,

I know this is a bit old fashioned but I figured writing a letter would fit the situation more. If you miss me just read these words over again. First of all I want to say that I'm so proud of us. Even if I'm the one going to military because I grew up, that also makes me realise that you grew up a lot too. I still remember when I first met you , or when we practiced as traniees , dreaming about the same things on our minds , when you came to me crying about debuting with us because you were too worried... But now look at you. A beautiful , succesful and confident woman doing great things. I'm so happy to be a viewer by your side through all the struggles and accomplishments. And I will be by your side no matter what and no matter where I am. When I'm back I want to see you stronger and as a person who did whatever they want. Don't hold anything back. Release your solo songs , meet lovers , travel many places , make different hobbies , but don't forget to listen yourself while doing all these too. Take your time and don't forget to rest. Promise me to stay healthy and happy. And I promise you back. I will be back healthy and happy. I love you so much. Never forget this. From your friend , your brother , your leader , your fairy

Lee Taeyong."

Yena folded the paper carefully and put it back inside the bag. She knew that this wouldn't be the first time of her reading it. And she was already glad for it. She wiped the tears under her eyes and messaged her leader on her phone.

"Wow you are really old now. A letter huh? Grandpa"

[snowball-doie]

gimme gimme some nct dream angst

what happens during a fight? who is most likely to upset each other?

Ooh there are def options here!!

Nomin fight a bit (but usualllyyyy it’s semi-lighthearted because that’s how they vibe, so it’s okay), MarkHyuck butt heads too because Mark can end up short tempered… That’s usually when the whole house gets involved.

“You know, Hyuck, you don’t always have to be up in my business, touching me, talking to me, fucking bothering me. Just fucking leave me alone.”

Excuse you? That pretty princess Lee Donghyuck is PERFECT and you can apologize rn, Mark Lee smh- At least that’s what everyone else is thinking when they hear Mark’s raised voice from different corners of the house before they all rush to Haechan’s defense. When they stumble into Mark’s bedroom, they find Haechan standing awkwardly in the middle in his pajamas, a blanket wrapped around his body, and a pale hue on his face along with tears pooling in his eyes. He looks like shit. Not just because Mark upset him, but he genuinely looks out of it, like he’s sick, and all he wants is to cuddle with Mark in bed in order to feel better— And what’s the harm in that when Mark’s already lounging in bed and scrolling through his phone???

“S-sorry, hyung.”

“No, don’t be sorry,” Jeno insists immediately, swooping in to hug Haechan just before Renjun rushes to place his palm on Haechan’s forehead in order to check for a temperature. “You feeling okay?”

Hyuck shakes his head. He gives into Jeno’s strong arms, allowing his body to be held up by Jeno and Renjun so that he can finally rest a bit, his eyes slowly falling shut while he’s still standing. How could Mark dismiss Haechan in that state? Is he insane? Sure, Haechan can be clingy…… He wants to have someone in his bed or be in someone’s bed more often than not, and on the rare occasion everyone is over it, they at least make that clear to him to set boundaries, but no one everrrrr snaps at Haechan, especially not when he looks as sick as he does.

“You can sleep in my bed, hyung,” Jisung offers quickly, then he runs out to go clean his room up a bit to make room for Haechan to relax and watch him play video games.

Poor Haechan has to lean against Jeno’s bulky chest just to get to Jisung’s room… Meanwhile, three guys remain staring down Mark who’s embarrassed of himself now, trying to hide beneath his covers to escape the inevitable lecture he’s going to get, but there’s nothing he can do to avoid it. Haechan’s a cuddle bug… Mark knows that best of all, and he usually gives everything up for Haechan, so what’s going on? What’s got his panties in a twist? Why’s he gotta sound like some moody teenager going through a phase?

“He just pissed me off,” is all he has to say for himself. Renjun rolls his eyes, “He pisses all of us off, but we never yell.” “I know.” “He’s sick, hyung.” “I know….” “He just wants some comfort.” “I know, I’m sorry, okay?” “He didn’t even do anything to try to touch you.” “I know! Fuck, I get it! I’m sorry! Please, just leave me alone!” Okay, moody teenager 🤨 Your wish is their command or whatever… But on their way out, Chenle and Jaemin are sure to shoot some nasty glances in Mark’s direction which makes him feel even worse about the whole thing.

😣 Haechan’s shivering in Jisung’s bed as he’s curled up under a million blankets, Jisung’s arms are wrapped around him, and he’s got his face buried in Jisung’s side. Everyone’s worried- The last time Haechan was sick…………… Wait when was the last time he was sick? He’s like their special unicorn who’s always healthy! If he’s out of it like this then it’s really bad and he’s not just putting on a show to get out of work or mess with Mark. I mean, he can barely keep his eyes open as his teeth are chattering and he’s squeezing Jisung weakly.

“We should call the doctor,” Jaemin says. Everyone nods in agreement. “He must’ve started crashing in the last hour,” Jeno adds, still trying to bundle Haechan up some more. Poor baby. 😣😣 “M-Mark,” Haechan mumbles. 😭 SOMEONE GET HIM A DOSE OF MARK LEE, THAT’LL MAKE HIM FEEL BETTER!!!! The best they can do with Mark still pouting in his room is give Haechan one of Mark’s sweatshirts to wear, which ultimately does help because the second Haechan’s enveloped in Mark’s scent, he relaxes with a smile, snuggling up closer to Jisung, and his shivers disappear. Mark defffffff owes Hyuck a big apology later, Renjun will see to that.

[s666j]

two worlds apart ; markhyuck

alternative universe au

synopsis | In 2008, South Korea, two worlds exist side by side—each bearing the weight of choices and the echoes of dreams.

In one universe, Mark and Haechan are college students navigating the uncertainty of youth. Amidst their struggle with lack of motivation and a penchant for late-night escapades, they find solace in each other's company, yet they can't shake the feeling that something vital is missing from their lives.

In another universe, Haechan is an athlete with Olympic aspirations, training tirelessly for the Beijing Games. His dedication is unyielding, yet his path is lonely. Mark, in this reality, battles the relentless monotony of life as a cancer patient, his hopes tethered to hospital rooms and whispered prognoses.

One day, their worlds collide in an extraordinary twist of fate. Mark and Haechan awaken to find themselves living the lives of their counterparts, each inhabiting the body of the other. As they grapple with unfamiliar challenges and unexpected possibilities, they must confront their own fears and desires in order to find the missing pieces that bind their destinies.

masterlist

001 routine (A)

002 routine (B)

003 diverging paths (haechan A)

004 diverging paths (haechan B)

005 trying hard (mark A)

006 trying hard (mark B)

007 the switch.

008 fever dream.

009 freedom.

[marilinhazz]

WIP Word Game!

Rules: Tagger gives a word, then for each letter of that word, you share an excerpt from your WIPs that start with that letter.

I was tagged by @yabba-dabba-gr63 for the word candle. Thanks !!!

“Congratulations,” Alain repeated in his ear. “It was a good race, Ayrton.”

Senna’s gaze turned to the ground, and maybe the tip of his ears were red because of the heat. He looked up, right into Alain’s drenched cheeks, and when he grinned and talked his breath smelled like victory, one drunk straight from the bottle.

“Thank you.”

Alain wondered if victory would taste the same it always did if he tried it from his lips.

Alain stares at him from the commentator's boot, fingers twitching at his sides like they’re trying to reach for something that isn't there to be reached in the first place. In his dream, Alain gave him a weak smile that grew bigger with fondness when he had heard Ayrton's message on the radio. Ayrton wants to repeat it to him. Something gnaws at his chest and he wants to say it differently, to make his mouth let go of the last bit of truth in it. I miss you. I have missed you since Adelaide and it never stopped. I miss you so bad that every track feels empty because you never came back. I miss you. 

Now, he felt his faith falter in an empty hotel room, wondering if God really wrote straight with crooked lines. Alain Prost marked on his skin stared back at him and it felt like looking at a McLaren’s rear on track. It dawned on him then, the implications and greater meaning of it. That they were two halves of one soul, linked by destiny despite the anger and resentment sorrounding them.

Dean Winchester was left by his father at the gates of Kaer Morhen on his seventh winter, and then he was Winchester no more. His younger brother Sam, no older than five, squeezed his hand as the ancient stones of the keep stared back at them. Dean gulped, the sound of fear drowning in his throat seeming too loud amidst the hurried whispers a few feet away. The snow floated in the gusts of wind.

Lee Donghyuck wins his first Grand Prix! The race is South Korea’s! — the narrator had screamed, and Mark had wondered how it would feel to drive like this, for the whole world to see. How it would feel to represent his country behind a steering wheel and win.

Everyone watched when the executioner returned with another head and another arm. Blood dripped down the black armor on the snow below, his hands covered with black leather gloves carrying a heavy bag on one of his shoulders. On his back a silver scythe glistened under the weak sunlight of winter, the red on the blade almost the same color as the last ripe berries the women of the villages gathered before the trees died from the cold.

excerpts from bittersuite, fear no plague, there are roads left in both of our shoes, untitled wip (destiel the witcher!au, supernatural), untitled wip (markhyuck f1!au, nct), untitled wip (original story, not a fic)

tagging @thinasadlme, @novaknows and anyone who wants to participate for the word bright ✨

[hyuckysunflower]

Game Over - Haechan SMAU Player 02

Synopsis; When members of NCU's ESport's team start dropping out of this years tournament due to schedule conflictions, Haechan is put in a tough situation. Does he bite back the hostility of letting a girl that he doesn't even know join the team so they have a fighting chance at this years championship, or does he let the frustration and stress of being Captain weight him down and hurt the team in the long run.

Y/N, NCU's own dedicated journalist has been tasked with covering this semester's ESport's Tournament. What happens when members of the team are unable to play and ESportsCaptain!Haechan has to recruit a certain journalist to compete. What better way to write a ground breaking column about ESports than to experience it first hand? Luckily for her, Haechan is desperate enough to teach her the ends and outs of competitive gaming.

Genre; Gamer!Hc, Journalist!Y/N, Strangers to Lovers, Some Rivlary, A little angst here and there, some fluff, a little bit of everything :)

previous, masterlist, next

Haechan's Friends; We get HOES (respectfully)

Haechan; NCU Music Major, Captain of the ESport's Team. He runs his account streaming gameplays or singing. Is literally incapable of having a civil conversation with a girl. His immediate response is to be a dick. He had a pretty serious girlfriend back in high school that really messed him up, so he guards his heart pretty closely. He thinks if he makes himself undesirable, he doesn't have to worry about developing a crush himself.

Haechan (Private); Haechan's collection of thoughts and frustrations. No one knows peace on his priv.

Mark; NCU Music Major, Haechan's roomie, his day 1, and member of the ESports team. Their dorm is a glorified musical instrument and computer store. They grew up together and experienced a lot of their firsts with each other. There's not a bond like their bond within the group. Mark knows Haechan inside and out so there's no way haechan can bullshit his feelings when talking to him. Mark is his reasonable side when dealing with hardships. Mark literally knows everyone and their business.

Jeno; NCU Sports Medicine Major, Basketball Captain, and member of the ESports team. He enjoys gaming but his priorities stay with bball. He's the golden retriever of the group, can't stay mad at anyone for longer than a minute. Just a sweet ol' boy. He met Haechan through Mark. How did he meet Mark? He doesn't know, it just happened one day.

Jaemin; NCU's around guy, and not in a sexual way. He's a Nursing Major (which already gets a lot of girls attention) but he's also minoring in photography and running the yearbook. No one knows how he has time to do his med classes, but he's the top of his class regardless. A member of the ESports team. He met Haechan through a flyer he posted in the commons asking for people to join the ESports team. Jaemin thought it would be fun to try it out.

Chenle; NCU Business Major, only really interested in Basketball though. He's a member of the ESports team but like Jeno, his priority is the court. He met Haechan through Jeno. Jeno thought it would be a good idea to get Chenle interested in something other than bball to prevent a burn out. Can't have his star player hating the craft.

Jisung; NCU Computer Engineering Major. Member of the ESports team and Haechan's fall back guy on any sort of equipment repairs. Of course he repays him back in vbucks. He met Haechan through a flyer he posted in the commons asking for members to join the ESports team. Markhyuck's adopted son.

notes; that's a wrap on the profiles! if your interested in the story and would like to be on a tag list lmkkk!!

[junrenjun]

welcome :)

me: lu, 20, she/her

about: my hyperfixations change constantly, but as of now, I will be writing for kpop boy groups (nct, svt, skz, ateez, enhypen).

requests: i will take requests for the above groups for a short amount of time. however, i will not guarantee that your request is written, since my writing motivation/inspiration changes constantly. i will take requests for member x fem!reader or poly!members x fem!reader.

content warnings: I do reblog 18+ content and write some suggestive/smutty scenarios, so therefore if you are not over 18, I ask that you do not engage with my blog.

masterlist below the cut

SEVENTEEN

OT13

Understand Series ABO Dynamics Idol!SVT x Non-Idol!Reader See "#understand series" for more

CHWE VERNON

Love and Lacrosse Jackets Teacher AU

Wake Up Call ABO Dynamics Alpha!Vernon x Omega!Reader

72 Hours ABO Dynamics Alpha!Vernon x Omega!Reader

CHOI SEUNGCHEOL

but even after this, you're still everything to me F1 AU, Enemies to Lovers

NCT 127

MARK LEE

hopelessly devoted - a social media au SMAU, College AU, One Sided Love

after hours (markhyuck x reader) Frat AU, Smut

LEE HAECHAN

11:21 am Timestamp Drabble, Fluff, Suggestive Dad!Haechan

after hours (markhyuck x reader) Frat AU, Smut

KIM JUNGWOO

Pretty Drabble, Staff Reader

NCT DREAM

MARK LEE

*see NCT 127

LEE HAECHAN

*see NCT 127

LEE JENO

8:13 pm Timestamp Drabble, Fluff

NA JAEMIN

10:51 pm Timestamp Drabble, Fluff

2:53 pm Timestamp Drabble, Fluff

[yamaguchisheart]

MARKHYUCK FANFIC

Let the world know that you belong to me, that you’re mine.

"Come over here," Mark said patting his lap with his hand,

He watches as a small smirk falls on Mark's face, "I didn't say walk-" he pauses tilting his head in confusion what the hell was Mark playing at?

"Crawl" his face falls at the command in embarrassment, looking down at the ground as he crawls over the side of the bed. God maybe his puppy analogy was more true than he thought, at this point, all he would need was a collar. That doesn't seem too bad, he cringed as he pushed that thought to the back of his mind.

His jaw is pushed up forcing his gaze to meet Mark's as they hold him in place, "Did you have fun? Slutting around like you don't belong to me,”

Mark scoffed his eyebrows raising in disbelief, "Did you want my attention? Is that what you wanted, for me to claim you in front of them? For all of them to see that you're just Hyung's little slut."

Or:

Donghyuck sits on Jaehyun's lap to get Mark's attention, and Mark intends to teach him a lesson with a little help from a pink vibrator.

[planetkiimchi]

describe your relationship with ur moots using different kpop idol ship dynamics ⭐️

HI ANON I LOVE THIS ASK !!

me and @blue-jisungs: kunten. just like how ten teases kun about his age, i like to tease axe about her fame HEHE but at the same time we're very comfortable with each other and there's a mutual understanding between us!

me and @haoiism: junhao. dani is my comfort <3 comfort theme comfort writing and everything in general! js like how hao loves watching jun being all excited and hyper i love seeing dani's posts about fandoms i'm not in

me and @slytherinshua: markhyuck. zanna is def hyuck because she's super outgoing and friendly and an extrovert and i'm the introvert whose extrovert side comes out talking with her <3

me and @jisungsdaydreamer: renyang. we don't get a lot of chances to talk, but when we do,, it feels like coming home after a long day. (like the renyang camping trip i'll never forget)

me and @stvrlvghtwrites: hyunlix. vanya sends me the cutest asks asking about my day :(( i get so hapoy when i get to speak with her and she's just so sweet !! like lix fr :( she's my soft spot.

me and @fylithia: minchan. they're soo supportive of my works and always talks to me about their day :(( feels like how chan would take care of minho tbh

me and @i-luvsang: winhyuck. you still see them interact now? nope. but one of hyuck's homescreens is still winwin and him together. i think about ria a lot but we haven't gotten to speak much lately :(

me and @riordanness: sungtaro. we used to be super close and everyone knew we were friends but now we've moved to a different platform (like sungtaro went from nct to riize) and you don't see us interact as often :( still friends tho just branching out!

me and @welcometomyoasis: vershua (i hope that's the right way to write it ??). the same way the english-speaking line have a mutual understanding, so to do we (coming from the same country!) we're also not super close as of yet but it WILL change

it was getting long so i didn't do one for all my moots, just the ones i'm closer with or have talked with lately! if you're a new moot or you don't see yourself on this list, reach out to me and i hope we can get closer <3

[hyuck-xix]

I saw @rendezvousbae / @baekslight 's post (sorry sandra it wont let me link your new url for some reason) and wanted to participate ^_^

9 people you want to get to know better

Three ships: I only really have 2, markhyuck and renhyuck. markhyuck have so much history between them, and knowing they've actually kissed irl.. 🤭 I also really like the renhyuck ship. In some ways I think their personalities are even more compatible than markhyuck, although they don't have that strong bond of shared suffering.

First ship: I acutally didn't really participate in any fandoms for a long time. I think the first ship I actively thought about was in 2017-18, magnus and franziska from the tv show 'dark'.

Last song: 'iykyk' by xg. i love the vibe of it :)

Last movie: it's been so long since i watched a movie omg! i wanna say it was rewatching the 'prince caspian' movie from the narnia series.

Currently watching: 'ridley', it's a british detective show. i'm a bit obsessed with british detective shows... 'ridley' isn't the best, but i'm scraping the bottom of the barrel at this point lol. better detective shows i've already finished are: midsomer murders, unforgotten, three pines, bosch, shetland, dci banks, broadchurch, whitechapel, and of course sherlock. i do prefer the modern-set ones because i find the forensic science really fascinating.

Currently reading: 'six of crows' by leigh bardugo. i'm like 50 pages from the end, and really enjoying it. i'm a sucker for adventures with a side of romance.

Currently eating: a cinnamon-raisin bagel with cream cheese :P

Currently craving: chocolate. always chocolate. also a cup of tea lol.

Tagging: @loevhyuck @meiozis @flaredpantsagenda @stolennumbers @squishlamb @henloxoxo @lislis80 @renjunholic @taeminfucks

[dojae-huh]

Anon the saddest thing is seeing markhyuck becoming more strained than they have ever been. Mark and haechan are close and would save eo from anything harmful but theyve also grown out of their teenage personalities. Mark is 25 (almost) so I get why he gets along with woo.

Haechan is very close to doyoung, Jaehyun and Taeyong. You could see the cracks in 127 a few years back but most fans avoided discussing it at all.

Same with shippers only finding their own ships content and never watching the whole video. Gifs can make anyone shippable, most straight idol ships are created coz of GIFs. I don't really mind fandoms staying in their own lanes and enjoying their own side of the fandom. My issue is more with western fans is the infighting and one ship being better than the other. Jaeyong shippers hate doyoung almost as much as they hate jaedo. They make it very apparent that they just hate the idol and not the ship by joining hands with jaewoo fans to fight with jaedo fans.

P.S. I never get jaewoo or johnjae when Jaehyun can't even be civil with woo most days. Just read inside the lines and you realise that. Markwoo work coz woo doesn't have to compete for attention. The kid needs to be the center of attention (that's not bad for someone in the media as it makes him fun to see) but living and working with someone who is this attention seeking becomes tiring.

I also am amazed that jaehyuck isn't a big thing, I personally ship Jaehyun with Hyuck and

Why do you think MarkHyk are becoming more distant? Their personalities didn't match to begin with, but their circumstances and the need to rely on each other made them friends in the end. It is easy to understand why would they spend more time with other neos who are more comfortable to be with, pleasantly pass the time with them. However, friends can continue to be friends for many years even without confinding in each other, without sharing personal lives. When just "I have your back" is enough for the bond. There needs to be a force that drags them apart then.

This is JaeWoo

[jwiloves]

I really have this urge to write a Markhyuck fic with a Nomin, Chenji, and Renjun x Reader side pairings. I wonder if anyone's gonna read it, because I take time in writing. I have ideas but I fail to execute them:(

[renjuntothemoon]

off the record by tinymark (lumoon33) (Teen And Up Audiences, 18,181 words)

Oh, how badly Mark wishes he could freeze time and gift Donghyuck all of his hours, to the very last one. But he can only stretch out the seconds by forcing his eyes open even if sleep is tugging at every seam of his body.

For now, he will gift Donghyuck all of his kisses—two for each tick-tock of the clock—and hope it is enough.

(or: outside closed doors, mark and donghyuck don’t like each other)

My thoughts: the intimacyyyyyy *cries*, i'm so invested in them and in their relationship, this is the kind of romance i need in my life, also welcome to the first markhyuck rec on this blog i'm serious you can go check, i don't usually read them cuz i'm a rare pair bitch at my core and markhyuck are the opposite of rare (literally the #1 nct pair on ao3 by >4k fics as i'm writing this)

AO3 Tags: Alternate Universe - Politics, flashbacks of college au, Secret Relationship, Established Relationship, Domestic Bliss, Twisted and Fluffy Feelings, Mark Lee (NCT) is Whipped, Lee Donghyuck | Haechan is a Little Shit, side noren, jaemsung if you squint, Relationship Reveal

[snowball-doie]

I’ve recently been thinking about hybrid dreamies. But mainly specifically Samoyed Jeno going into heat a during tour, and cheeta mark finding him backstage trying to rut against the jackets of everyone as they smell like the others tears staining cheeks. Only for the others heats to quickly start soon after.

you don't understand. i saw the first sentence in the notif on my phone, started clapping, stood up, walked around, and screamed "FINALLY" before opening the ask to reply on my computer. i love hybrid dreamies so bad, it's becoming a concern.

poor hybrid jeno tries his best to not let his ruts dictate his daily life or impact the boys because he'd hate to be one of THOSE hybrids who can't keep it in his pants. he has a habit of getting quite dominant during his ruts, and when that coincides with bunny!jaemin's heats, poor jaemin can't escape the hours and hours and HOURS of fucking... so jeno tries to keep his distance. but for whatever reason, ignoring his rut like that knocks the dominance out of him and suddenly he feels all submissive-- probably because of how desperate he is to fuck someone. ofc it had to be mark who found him. hiding in the green room, shoving his face in all the costumes on the clothing rack because all of their scents are surrounding him there. he's got one hand in his pants while he's grinding up against nothing. he's so desperate that tears start streaming down his cheeks, because no matter what he does, it just isn't the same as being balls-deep in someone, hearing them whine that he's too beg, pawing at him to get him to slow down because he's being too rough, moaning in unison as he fills them up with cum and then his knot. "jen?" mark croaks. jeno immediately stops. he pulls his hand out of his pants, he pulls his face out of the clothes-- smelling jisung nearly sent him over the edge just before he was interrupted-- and he looks at mark with a guilty pout. mark recognizes that face easily because it's the same one he himself wears when his rut starts and he stumbles around the house in search of haechan who'll bear having mark fuck him until he's too tired to keep his eyes open any longer. "let me help," mark offers, stepping forward cautiously, his hands outstretched to pick jeno off the floor, his ears twitching the second they make contact. jeno's thick thigh is wrapped around by mark's long tail. he can't help himself. mark's long hair, his floppy ears, his soft tail, his scent-- jeno's desperation gets the better of him, and he pounces.

of course being filled by a cute samoyed in rut triggers mark's rut... and of course the second his pheromones change, bear!haechan catches a whiff of it and his eyes cross as his heat starts. samoyed!jeno also finds his way to bunny!jaemin who complains that he's feeling riled up since his heat is gonna start soon-- "IT'S YOUR FAULT! UGH! you reek of rut! and of mark!" bunny!jaemin in heat and samoyed!jeno in rut together in the same room............. ohhhhh good LAWDDDDD pray for them. jaemin's fluffy tail gets pulled just to make him cum for the fourth time in a row. jeno's ears are scratched as his knot fills jaemin up AGAIN. the only people who manage to keep it in their pants are fox!renjun, cat!chenle, and hamster!jisung who side eye the two week long sex-fest between markhyuck and nomin. that is... until renjun's heat, and suddenly he's crawling onto haechan's bed, begging for help............ and when chenle's heat hits, he's nuzzling jisung for hours until jisung cracks and helps him out for a bit just before his own heat hits in the middle of getting railed.