#sub!minchan

[writingforstraykids]

He deserved it - Pt.2

Pairing: Minchan | Minlix | Minchanlix

Word Count: 2559

Summary: Chan cleans up Felix's mess and ends up getting closer with Minho. Felix notices and maybe does feel a little jealous. Confronting Chan hasn't been his smartest idea.

Warnings/Tags: fluff, smut, aftercare with Chan, indication of mirror sex / semi-public sex (minchan), sub!min, dom!chan, switch!felix

A/N: Here's the part two you wanted...I guess that ending screams for another part, but I'll leave that up to you🤭

PART ONE

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Chan swallowed softly and pulled the door close behind himself, locking it to avoid any of their friends stumbling in. Minho seemed extremely vulnerable right now, and it ignited a protective feeling in his chest he hadn't felt in a while about him. He knew he was blushing; he could practically feel the heat radiating off his face and burning in his ears. Chan went to Minho's closet, got one of his fuzzy blankets, and sat down at the edge of the bed. “Min?” he asked, trying to see how responsive his friend was. 

“Yeah?” he asked quietly, tears still spilling from his eyes as his body was fighting the aftershocks of pure pleasure. 

“You're okay?” he asked softly, and Minho hummed. 

“Very,” he nodded, a slight blush creeping up his neck as he realized how messy he must look right now in front of Chan. 

Chan hesitantly reached out for him, fingers shaking as he brushed his hair from his face. “I'll help you clean up, yeah?”

“Mhm, okay, Channie hyung,” he nodded drowsily. “It's not like I could walk on my own right now.”

Chan almost choked on his breath. “I'll draw you a bath,” he said, scrambling to his feet and quickly busying himself in the bathroom. He cursed himself for getting so flustered. Fucks sake, he had seen every other of his friends naked before, turning into a moaning mess beneath him. Was it because he always thought he'd never see Minho that way? They'd never work because, well…they both liked to be in control. When he came back, Minho still hadn't moved, goosebumps slowly covering his skin. Chan tried not to stare too much but fuck, that was hard. “And he just left you like that?”

“Made him mad,” Minho shrugged and licked his dry lips. “Told me to clean myself up or beg you for help.”

Chan laughed and rolled his eyes. “He wouldn't have left you if I hadn't agreed.” 

“Don't be so sure about that; he's a little devil if you give him the chance,” he laughed and shifted a little as he tried to get comfortable. 

Chan noticed he was beginning to freeze and spoke before he could think it through. “Can I give you a cuddle until the bath is ready?” he asked, blushing at Minho's puzzled look. 

“Channie, there's Felix's cum dripping from my ass and my own smeared all over my stomach. I'll make a mess of you,” he giggled. 

Chan blushed heavily before nodding. “I know. I don't mind.”

“Nasty,” Minho commented. 

“Shut it; you're the one unable to walk right now because you've been such a tease,” he snorted, and Minho weakly punched his arm. Chan giggled as Minho pushed himself onto his knees with a groan, wincing a little. He pulled him into his lap and wrapped the fuzzy blanket around them. 

Minho slumped against his chest and buried his face in his neck with a soft huff. He closed his eyes, overwhelmed by Chan's natural scent, and picked up on a hint of Jeongin’s favorite cologne. Chan's hugs always felt safe, and he loved indulging them when they were back home. No one was expecting him to “hate” it here. “I'll be so sore tomorrow,” he grumbled, and Chan chuckled. 

“I'll pay him back next time, fuck him stupid,” Chan said, not really thinking again. He was too occupied with the feeling of his hand resting on Minho's bare skin beneath the blanket and lingering on his lower back so tenderly. 

“You could fuck me stupid instead; I'd gain more from that,” Minho answered and couldn't quite believe he said that out loud. Fucks sake. 

“I can't believe you, only a minute ago, you were still sobbing, and now you're asking for it again,” he snickered. 

“And that's the only thing keeping you from doing so?” he teased softly, nuzzling his nose into his neck. 

“Minho,” Chan whispered, his grip on his back subconsciously growing tighter. 

Minho pulled back and squinted at him, amused, hooking his finger beneath Chan's chin and making him look at him. “You'd like that, huh?” he asked, and Chan could only nod, blushing furiously. “And just for your information, I cry when I feel really good.”

Chan hummed and swallowed thickly. He gently brushed back his hair and smiled at him. “I'll ruin you another day.”

“What if I want you to do so right-oh god,” Minho moaned out shakily as Chan wrapped his hand around his dick. His eyes fluttered close, and his fingers buried deeply into Chan's shoulder. “Oh, just like that,” he breathed out and whimpered softly as Chan kissed down his neck before licking a stripe up to his ear. He used his other hand to brace Minho and bent his head, licking over his nipples teasingly. Minho shuddered with a gasp, already leaking down Chan's hand. He was still so sensitive he wouldn't last long. How embarrassing he'd fall apart so easily the first time he touched him. It didn't help feeling Chan's dick pressing up against him through his sweatpants. “Channie,” he breathed out needily. 

“I know,” he whispered against his skin. “I know, it's okay. We'll do it properly another time.”

Minho whimpered and needily fucked into Chan's fist, growing more sloppy with every thrust. “Channie, so close,” he warned him, and Chan gave him permission.

His stomach fluttered at Minho's face, flooding with pleasure, lips opening in a sweet moan of his name. Chan could feel his release dripping down his hand, and he knew Minho had made a mess of his shirt now, but he didn't care. Not with the blissed-out look on Minho's face. The sight made him feel so good he couldn't quite believe himself. 

He gave him a moment to calm down before getting up with him in his arms. “Now, let's clean you up.”

-

“I still can't believe you'd get that jealous,” Jeongin snickered in Felix's arms. 

“I'm not,” Felix giggled. “Minho hyung wanted Channie to care for him for ages but was too shy to ask.”

“Oh,” he nodded gently.

“So yes, when he was being a tease today, I thought I'd give them a little push,” he laughed and kissed his head. “I would've never left him like that if Chan hadn't agreed.”

“You're a menace,” he giggled and cuddled closer. 

“No, that's called smart,” he grinned. 

-

Minho's eyes fluttered at how nice the warm water and soothing lavender scent welcomed his tired body. He glanced up at Chan, who didn't quite know where to look. “You just gave me a handjob, I think you can stop acting shy now.”

“Sorry,” he laughed breathlessly. 

“Join me?” he asked, and Chan heavily blushed. “Don't think I didn't notice you came in your pants.”

“Minho, I-,” he stammered, and Minho giggled. 

“No wonder if our maknae needed help right before,” he smirked, and at Chan's puzzled look, he added, “You smelled like him.”

“You're insane,” Chan laughed and gave in, taking his shirt off. Minho watched him intensely as he did, not really hiding that he was enjoying the show. Chan quickly got into the water, slipping in behind him and spreading his legs. Minho scooted closer with a soft grunt, leaning back against him. Chan gently rubbed his arms before wrapping his own around Minho's stomach. 

Minho gently intertwined their fingers, melting a little at how small his hands felt in Chan's. He didn't know what made him do it, but he shifted in Chan's lap just enough to bury his face in his chest. A soft sigh escaped him at the skin contact, and he could feel a small laugh rumble through his chest. “Asshole,” he giggled. 

“I always knew you like being hugged,” he smirked succeedingly. 

“I like it when you do it,” he nodded softly. “Makes me feel safe.”

Chan smiled softly and kissed his hair. “I'm glad it does.”

Minho shuffled in his lap once more before straddling him, arms wrapped around his neck. “Channie?” he asked softly, searching his eyes. 

“Yeah?” he asked, soothingly rubbing his hips. 

“Please don't let this be a one-time thing?” he sounded almost timid, tugging at Chan's heartstrings. 

Chan shook his head and cupped his face with one hand. “I'll make you feel good as often as you want to from now on.” 

“Promise?” he smiled sweetly. 

“Promise,” Chan giggled, eyes widening as Minho lunged forward and gave him a kiss. He only needed a second before he kissed back passionately, trying to make it last. He buried his hand in his hair, smiling into the feeling that sent shivers down his body. Now, he finally could take care of all his boys. 

-

Not much later, Minho was dressed in a comfy sweater and sweatpants belonging to Chan. He was comfortable in Chan's bed, the soft lilac light making him even sleepier than before. Minho brought the sweater to his face and buried his nose in it, getting flooded with Chan's scent. He couldn't bite back the lazy smile tugging at his lips. Chan returned with a glass of water and sat beside him. His curls were still a little damp, and Minho was purely relaxed after Chan washed his hair, massaging his scalp so perfectly and then doing the same with his aching body. “Come on, kitten,” he spoke softly, and Minho blushed a little, sitting up. He let Chan help him to drink a bit before smiling at him fondly. Chan put the water aside and lovingly fondled his hair. “Cuddles?”

“Please,” Minho nodded sweetly.

-

Felix and Jeongin peeked into Chan's room after a while, exchanging a grin at the sight of their hyungs cuddled up. Minho's head was tucked safely beneath Chan's, their legs intertwined. Chan's hand was beneath Minho's sweater, and Minho was holding onto his sweater in his sleep in return. 

“Cute,” Felix commented. 

“Guess you did it,” Jeongin chuckled before they left them in peace. 

One week later

Chan was strolling down the hallway, hearing “Taste” blast through the almost empty building. He was ready to go home, but he had a feeling Minho wouldn’t leave if he didn’t remind him of the time. Pushing the door open, his breath hitched, seeing Minho immersed in the choreo. He quietly pulled the door close behind himself and leaned against it, watching him curiously. None of them knew what Minho had planned for that song yet; he only knew Felix and Hyunjin pitched in some ideas this afternoon. Chan’s thoughts started wandering as he watched the younger man sink down to his knees and spread his legs as he did. He slowly pushed himself off the door and made his way over, strolling into his view behind him. By the time he reached him, Minho was back on the floor, rolling his hips. It didn’t help that right after his angelic voice blasted from the speaker with the words, “Don’t make me bad, make me bad, I’m addicted to you.”.

Minho stopped in his movements, surprised to spot him through the mirror, and swallowed at how confidently Chan closed the remaining distance between them. Chan stepped right behind him and leaned down, kissing him upside down as Minho lost balance and fell to his bum. Minho didn’t waste much time, turned in their kiss so he was facing him and grabbed him by his shirt. He pulled him down roughly, catching his fall with his legs, and arched into his body as soon as Chan was on top of him. “Hey there,” he chuckled into their kiss and buried his hand in his hair. 

“Hi,” Chan smirked mischievously. “Sorry, I didn’t want to interrupt, but…you make it very hard to resist you, moving like that.”

Minho hummed, pleased, and raised his eyebrows at him. “Well, did you come here to watch only, or?”

“Oh, I definitely came here to watch. Wanna see your face when I ruin you,” he smirked and sat up. Minho did as well and gulped softly as Chan scooted behind him, meeting his eyes through the mirror. “And here is perfect because you can see for yourself.”

“Fuck,” he breathed out needily. “Fuck, yes, please,” he nodded quickly, and Chan’s eyes darkened behind him, clouding with lust. 

-

Felix had watched Minho curiously the next morning during breakfast as he sat down with a soft wince. Taking a look at Chan, spotting a few marks on his neck, he could imagine what had happened yesterday night when everyone else had been home already. Luckily, Hyunjin caught a cold so it would be only them practicing today. 

He walked up to Minho and wrapped his arms around his waist, pulling him in. “Had fun last night?”

“Mhm, the practice was alright; I think I have the dance worked out now, and-” he swallowed as Felix wrapped his hand around his neck and met his eyes through the mirror. 

“I’m not talking about that,” he said sharply, and Minho gulped nervously. “You enjoyed Chan hyung fucking you dumb?” he asked, and his hyung’s eyes widened.

“I-uh-,” he stammered, and the grip around his neck tightened. 

“I won’t ask again,” Felix warned him.

“Y-Yes,” he nodded timidly. “I did.”

“You still think he can wreck you better than I did?” he asked, and Minho blushed heavily.

“Felix,” he whined softly, squirming in his hold as Felix planted his other hand right on his dick, straining against the fabric of his jeans.

“You don’t wanna chose, that’s fine,” he nodded and squinted his eyes at him. “Where?”

“Wh-What?” he whispered.

“You heard me,” he said sharply and Minho shrunk in his grip.

-

Chan flinched in his chair as the door to his room opened and got slammed close forcefully. His eyes widened seeing Minho, staring at the floor nervously, Felix right behind him. Felix shoved the older over to Chan’s sofa and gave him a little push. Minho fell back into the cushion with a soft groan and yelped as Felix climbed on top of him, wrapping his hand around his neck once again. “Lix,” he whispered and glanced at Chan embarrassed. 

“What the fuck are you doing?” Chan asked irritated and got up. 

“You decided to fuck him in my room, so I’ll do the same now,” he told him and raised his eyebrows challengingly at him. 

Chan scoffed and an amused smirk settled on his lips. He locked the door and slipped the key into his pocket. “My dear sunshine, you may be in control with him,” he said, pointing at Minho. “But may I remind you who’s in control when it’s us?” he asked and stepped next to him, wrapping his hand around his neck. He leaned down with a grin and winked at Minho. “So what makes you think you can come into my room and do as you like, hm?” he whispered into his ear and Felix shivered with need. 

Shit, he didn’t quite think that one through. 

“Oh god, it’s not like I couldn’t handle both of you, just do something, please,” Minho whined beneath them, wide eyes darting between their faces. 

Chan exchanged an amused glance with Felix before leaning over to open the drawer of his desk. “Not how I planned my day, but I can’t complain,” he said, flicking the cap of the bottle of lube in his hand open. “Who’s first?”

PART ONE

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[chansbabyg]

They have you in their possession - naked and spread on the bed. At the end of the bed are your Dom & his Sub - you overhear their conversation ...

LK: Christopher, I need you to bring her to breaking point ... make her so wet that when my hard cock stretches her pussy, it will glide easily. She is not to cum until I say.

Christopher: Yes Sir Minho I will ...

LK: If she goes past that point, you will be punished ... with her!

You feel the tension pooling in your panties ... but you dare not upset your Dom Sir Minho 😈

[chrisbangsbf]

hot on your tongue

Pairing: Chan/Minho

Rating: Explicit 18+

Word Count: 3.2k

Tags and Warnings: Light Dom/sub, food play, food kink, feederism, stuffing, spicy noodles, painplay, crying, mild degradation, coming in pants (please re-check the fic tags on ao3 before reading)

AO3 LINK

"Too spicy for you?" 

Chan sniffles and nods despite his better judgement.

"Well, that sucks for you," Minho coos, "because you're gonna eat the whole bowl." 

[minhosimthings]

Both || 18+

Synopsis: it's literally just porn I have no explanation

Pairings: bf!Heeseung × fem!reader × bf!Jake

Warnings: Smut MINORS DNI, oral ( f recieving), poly relationship, dom!Heeseung, dom!Jake, sub!reader, fingering, double penetration, p in v sex, rough sex, dirty talk, mean dom Heeseung, edging, orgasm denial, overstimulation, anal sex eyy, dacryphillia

A/N: so if any of you remember the symphony smut series, then you'll remember how the Skz threesome fic I had with MinChan was originally meant for HeeJake, but I didn't write it due to certain issues. BUT ITS HERE NOW. And no I didn't write a completely different fic, I just replaced the names from the original fix and rewrote some of the dialogue.

Original SKZ Version

Living with two boyfriends had been a much livelier experience than you would had initially thought. Or perhaps it was because they were Heeseung and Jake was what made it lively.

They were completely opposite to each other in all aspects. Which especially showed in the bedworks.

Heeseung was your drug for slavery while Jake was your poison for salvation.

Their duality was what turned you on, they could call you their little princess and give you as much pleasure as you wanted or they could tell you that you're their slut, with a pussy made only for them.

So it was no surprise that when you got mad with one, you went to another.

And on one fine Tuesday evening that's exactly what happened.

•••••••••••••••

"Princess are you alright?" Jake peeked his head around the door, his eyes taking time to adjust to the dim light. His ears were working though, and your sobs broke his heart. He didn't like it when you argued with Heeseung. He knew both of you were competitive, and competition never lead to much success, it usually led to tears and ignoring one another.

"If he sent you here-" you hiccuped, looking up at Jake, "Tell him I'm never going to talk to him again."

"You're so adorable." He chuckled, leaning in to kiss you, his hands on your hips, "How about a little session hmm? To get your mind off things?"

"What if he hears?"

“Hyung has his headphones in” he breathes out, slowly leaning in to kiss you. you meet him halfway, lips colliding against one another as his hand starts to trail down the curve of your waist. He pulls apart for a second, placing a quick peck before he speaks again. “He won't hear what he's missing.”

Jake makes quick work of the pants you had on, tearing them down your thighs as his primal instincts starts to kick in. In seconds, his head is buried in between your thighs, nose pressed against your clit.

“darling-“ he breathes out, absolutely in awe of how delicious you’re going to taste for him right now. “this is…” he trails off, unsure if words could describe how much this means to him.

“Never seen you so speechless before.” You tease, trying not to squirm under his gaze, his eyes locked onto the wet slick pooling at your entrance.

“What can I say?” he presses a kiss just above your clit, eyes darting up to yours. “I like having you all to myself.”

You open your mouth to retort but his tongue catches your throbbing nub first, sending a jolt throughout your body. After that first taste, he’s gone. completely lost in you and the frenzy begins. He tosses your leg over his shoulder, angling himself to get deeper.

His tongue delves back into you and you feel him everywhere. It’s enough to arch your back, your fingers clawing in his hair. He grunts approvingly into your messy cunt, licking up every little speck of drink he can get his mouth on.

Each precise stroke of Jake's tongue has you unraveling in his hold, undoubtedly gushing more of your essence on his eagerly awaiting mouth. He was practically moaning now, the vibrations shooting throughout your body. He breaks for air for a moment, licking his lips and looking up to you.

It’s all too much and you’d be lying if you said his enthusiasm wasn’t the driving force towards your release. you’d never been with a man so desperate for your taste, especially when you were in this state.

Your back starts to arch off the bedroll, reeling in the pleasure that’s about to snap. The coil shatters into a thousand pieces as you dig your fingers into his curls once again. You don’t know if you were loud or not, you don’t know anything as a white veil had taken up your vision, pleasure coursing through your veins as your blood pounds within your ears.

It takes a few moments for you to come back down to reality, your head swimming in the pleasure Jake hurtled you in. You watch as he places one last kiss against your cunt, slowly backing up on his haunches.

"Having fun there aren't you?"

Oh fucking no

You snapped your head up to look at the doorway, where your eyes fell on the image of Heeseung, casually leaning against the door, shit eating smirk on his face.

"Want a taste? I'm done." Jake got off the bed and plopped onto the nearby armchair.

"So the plan did work." Heeseung chuckled, taking off his jacket, and striding across the room, looking at your confused figure with bedroom eyes.

"What fucking plan?" You spat with venom in your tone, making Heeseung click his tongue together.

"Jaeyun here offered to help me after our little 'argument'." Heeseung dipped the bed down with his weight, "And let's just say, now that you're all riled like our pretty princess-" he took off his belt, "You won't refuse my fingers will you?"

"Fuck you Lee Heeseung, and you too." You directed the last part at Jake who merely shrugged his shoulders, and lounged on the armchair.

You gasped as Heeseung cupped your pussy, involuntarily clenching around nothing and feeling a gush of wetness spilling as your body reacted in anticipation.

"Aww did you miss me that much?"

“Use your fingers properly and find out.”

Your taunt didn’t go amiss. “Not even a sorry?” he said, arrogance dripping from each word.

Much to your frustration, your hips rolled into his touch, silently wishing he would stop avoiding your swell. Heeseung's hands worked quickly to unbutton your shirt. You knew all too well that you’d feel his cock hard enough if he was already this eager to expose your breasts. Your nipples quickly hardened and you rolled your hips once more, causing one of his fingers to slide inside.

It was the vicious clenches around his finger that snapped him out of it and his lustful eyes met yours. “Give me one reason not to slide out of you.”

"Jake's cock is getting hard and you don't want to disappoint him do you? He is the favourite in this relationship right?" You grumbled, feeling Heeseung's finger slide across your pussy. You tried your hardest not to moan.

Heeseung threw a glance at Jake who was chuckling behind his fingers, his cock almost bursting through his trousers. A second finger slithered past your tightness and he brought his lips to your ear.

“You're right. He is my favourite, but he doesn't have a pussy like yours does he?”

Your whimpers increased in intensity and you looped your arms around his neck for added support, lifting one leg to wrap around his waist. The new angle allowed him to go knuckle-deep and you shuddered as his strained erection pressed against his hand nudged him even deeper.

He groaned first, clearly enjoying the newfound friction, and you clenched hard at how his face twisted in pleasure. His lips brushed against yours this time, dragging his fingers back as you clenched desperately around him.

“What happened darling?” Heeseung taunted as you tried to have him back inside, your hips following his retreating hand. “That desperate for my fingers?”

"Selfish little princess” He continued, sliding one finger back inside, but not quite deep enough to fully satisfy you. “You know, I can be quite greedy when I want to. But..."

You whined in response, frustrated that you were now faced with an agonising emptiness.

“But what?” you groaned, trying to have him sink deeper to no avail. He placed a kiss to the corner of your mouth before pulling back.

“But I am willing to share you with Jake for a bit.”

The moans and whimpers and gasps that slipped from you were being effectively muffled, the third finger nudged at your entrance and you could only roll your eyes shut as your bit hard around your tongue to not give Heeseung the satisfaction.

“Surely you can take one more,” he teased, his voice low. It slid inside painfully slowly and the stretch had you gasping.

The combination of being so full of him and how he allowed you to rub your clit on his palm was too much. The lewd sounds were almost too obscene and you gripped both hands together, holding onto the remainder of the sanity you had left.

For a brief moment, Heeseung allowed you to ride three of his fingers, giving you the illusion that you’d reach your peak easily and rather quickly. His generosity came to an abrupt halt just as you felt the familiar coil down below becoming more and more overwhelming, your body quickly reaching the point of no return.

And then you felt a painful emptiness as he pulled out from you at once.

He chuckled when you groaned in sheer frustration, looking over at Jake and giving him a smirk too.

Of course. He was a sadist.

“Now, now,” Heeseung tutted, caressing your flushed cheek with his thumb, a single tear streaming down your face. “You didn’t think I would be that generous, did you?” 

"Fuck you both so much."

"Well if you say so doll." Jake shrugged his shoulders again and got up, getting onto the bed as well.

"Only if she stays silent though." Heeseung chuckles like a madman. Fuck you, you thought, but you couldn't get the words out. Jake removes his underwear, and you suddenly don’t feel so sure that you can take anymore.

“i-I” you can’t get the words out as a moan slips from your lips, when he enters you in one thrust. Your head falls back and your eyes close at the feeling of his thick length inside you. Had he always been this big?

“Fuck you're tight” Jake groans.

“Oh fuck.” You breath, feeling too full and overwhelmed already, and he hasn’t even moved yet.

“How does she feel?" Heeseung asks Jake. “So. Fucking. Tight” he groans as he slowly starts moving.

“oh fuuuck” you moan, unable to stay silent. Your hands search for something to hold on to, and they reach Jake's dark curls

“Does it feel good darling?” Heeseung whispers in your ear as he stretches your ass with his fingers.

“f-fuck y-yes” you breath out as Jake picks up speed.

"You like Jake fucking you while I stretch your ass?”

“Yes” you moan again.

“Good girl, look how well you’re taking us." Heeseung's hot breath tickles your skin pink.

Jake groans as he picks up speed, hitting that one spot inside you that makes you scream. Heeseung's hand clamps over your mouth again “what did I say about keeping silent darling?” he says mockingly.

“Fuck you're ready to cum again aren’t you? I feel you fucking clamping on my fingers” Heeseung groans.

“please” you beg them, but the sound is muffles by Heeseung's hand.

“what was that darling….you want it harder and…deeper?” Jake says mockingly. “I think she said she wants it harder hyung.” he says.

You try to shake your head, it’s already to much but Jake picks up speed even faster and Heeseung pushes a third finger in your ass. You come so hard you see stars. But both men don’t stop. No, they continue their ungodly rhythm.

You close your eyes enjoying the feeling. Your eyes shoot open when you feel Jake’s cock move through your folds. "Jaeyun..” you gasps as he puts himself against your entrance.

“you wanted us both, so you get us both” Jake says darkly before he slowly thrusts inside you. Your vision blurs at the overwhelming fullness you feel. “fuck I can fucking feel you” Heeseung mutters to Jake.

“fuck” Jake groans in response. You already feeling another orgasm rise.

“please…please” you have no idea what you’re begging for, the stimulation overwhelming you.

“cum for us” Jake orders as he starts moving in and out of you again.

Heeseung lifts you up and you wrap your legs around him, kissing him deeply. “No, I can’t. please” you beg. “You can do one more darling”

“hmmhhmmm f-ffuuuckk” you have no idea where the sounds are coming from that leave you, and who might hear. But you’re too far gone to care. You only feel them. Jake and Heeseung as they thrust in and out of your holes in a brutal pace.

“oh fuck…FUCK!” you scream out as yet another orgasm breaks you. you feel the both of them come inside you almost at the same time. You have no idea if you're still cuming or if it’s another orgasm.

Their thrusts turned slow but remained powerful as they bottomed out, hitting you as far back as they could. You gasped with every rut of Jake's hips hitting yours, and Heeseung's little moans cornering your ears.

Jake's hand aimlessly stroked your hair. he pulled back to look at you, smiling at the sight of your flushed face and disheveled hair.

“see. knew you could take it.” Jake kissed the tip of your nose, regretfully pulling out of you, you felt Heeseung do the same from behind. You whined at the loss—you had got so used to the feeling of them inside you, it was almost painful for them to leave.

"Princess?" Heeseung asks uncertainly, "you alright?"

"I'll forgive you if both of you do that everyday." You breathe out, being wrapped safely into Jake's arms.

"Well if you say so." Heeseung chuckles and smirks at Jake, who smiles back and wraps both of you tighter into a cocoon of comfort.

[leeknow-thoughts]

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𝝑𝝔 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐭 𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠 : 𝐦𝐚𝐧𝐲 𝐨𝐟 𝐦𝐲 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐤𝐬 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐚𝐢𝐧 𝐬𝐞𝐱𝐮𝐚𝐥 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐦𝐚𝐲 𝐮𝐧𝐬𝐞𝐭𝐭𝐥𝐞 𝐜𝐞𝐫𝐭𝐚𝐢𝐧 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫𝐬, 𝐦𝐲 𝐧𝐬𝐟𝐰 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐭 𝐢𝐬 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐤𝐢𝐝𝐬 𝐭𝐨 𝐛𝐞 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐢𝐧𝐠. 𝐩𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐞 𝐝𝐨 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐭 𝐢𝐟 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐝𝐨𝐧'𝐭 𝐚𝐭 𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐭 𝐡𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐚𝐠𝐞 𝐢𝐧 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐛𝐢𝐨. 𝐚𝐠𝐞𝐥𝐞𝐬𝐬 𝐛𝐥𝐨𝐠𝐬 𝐰𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐛𝐞 𝐛𝐥𝐨𝐜𝐤𝐞𝐝 𝐢𝐦𝐦𝐞𝐝𝐢𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐥𝐲

𝝑𝝔 𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐞 ! : 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐬𝐞 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐤𝐬 𝐨𝐟 𝐟𝐢𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐧𝐨 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐈 𝐰𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐞 𝐚𝐛𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐢𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐲 𝐢𝐝𝐨𝐥𝐬 𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐮𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐲 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐢𝐧 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐥 𝐥𝐢𝐟𝐞 ! 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞𝐬, 𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐦𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐬, 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐫𝐞𝐛𝐥𝐨𝐠𝐬 𝐦𝐞𝐚𝐧 𝐬𝐨 𝐦𝐮𝐜𝐡 𝐭𝐨 𝐦𝐞 𝐡𝐞𝐡𝐞 !

୨୧ LEE KNOW

၄၃ happy anniversary ! (f)

೨౿tooth rotting fluff, petnames

၄၃ pretty when you cry (s) (a) (f)

೨౿ sub!Minho, Dom!f!reader, sex with feelings, p in v, mommy kink

၄၃ oral fixation with Minho (s) (m)

೨౿ oral fixation duhhhh, mommy!minho, lactation kink.... hear me out chat, written in bullet point format, MD/LG, DOMESTIC MD/LG lifestyle

၄၃ two different minhos (m) (s)

೨౿ smut (mdni), soft!Dom lee know(referred to as mommy), mean!Dom lee know (referred to as Minho), praise, mommy kink (what can I say I'm me), pet play themes, petnames, body worship, thigh riding, FREE USE, SOMNO, shower sex, mentions of poly!skz, fingering, oral, creampies, p in v, bullet point format, oral fixation, subspace, kinda somno, lmk if I missed anything!!!

၄၃ minho's hands and how he uses them [headcanons] (m) (s)

೨౿ oral fixation, oral sex, clit play, face slapping, spanking, size training, throat training, hair pulling, edging, squirting, pet play, mommy kink (I'm me), fingering, p in v, mentions of poly!skz, pee (at the end under the second lace banner)

၄၃ 2Man (m) (s) [MINCHAN]

೨౿ 3way, mxm action, mommy!Minho, daddy!chan, oral, jealous!minchan (YUMMYYYY), stoner!minchan bc I can, stoned 3way!!!, porn no plot, oral (min rec), spanking, petnames, p in v, praise, degrading???

၄၃ kiss it better (f) (a)

೨౿ tsundre!lee know, a guy being a creep, kissing, fluff, kinda angst, Han is the reader's older cousin, fem!reader, some petnames, overall soft

၄၃ endearing (s) (f) (m)

೨౿ they're in love your honor!! porn with so many feelings and a plot, p in v, foreplay, oral (reader rec.), petnames, angst if you squint, so much fluff, no clear dynamics but Minho is on top, realistic smut (a rarity on my page), slightly jealous!Minho if you squint, reader is Han's younger cousin and is one of the skz managers!! (read part 1 if you want more context!!!), drinking (nothing crazy but still felt like I should give a warning for it just in case), so many kisses,

၄၃ drag me down to hell / you'll hold my hand (f)

೨౿ silly!mimo, fluff!, one joke about sewerslide, slice of life

၄၃ 2Min x head

೨౿ bullet point format!, oral!, oral fixation, mentions of p in v

၄၃ Thinking about Dilf!Lee Know (s) (m)

೨౿ age gap!! mentions of p in v

၄၃ Make you feel my love (s) (m)

೨౿ soft!Dom Minho (referred to as mommy), mean!Dom Minho (referred to as Minho), spanking, clit play, porn no plot, one face slap, pussy slapping, degrading, uhhh guys I think that's it??

၄၃ Young and Innocent (s) (m)

೨౿ virgin reader, daddy!minho, p in v, mentions of oral, shower sex, overall pretty vanilla!

[writingforstraykids]

More than friends - Chp.5

Pairing: Minho x Chan x fem!reader / Minchan x fem!reader

Word Count: 5519

Summary: On your ride home, Chan notices Minho needs some extra attention tonight, and before you know it, you're invited. Chan makes sure Minho and you feel comfortable throughout the process and lets you experience your own dominance once Minho fully submits to the both of you...

Warnings/Tags: smut, bottom!sub!min, top!dom!chan, switch!reader, p in v, oral (f/m receiving), anal, subspace, very subby min (as requested), chan gets called sir/hyung/.., reader gets called baby girl/kitten..., minho gets called bunny/pretty boy,..., fluff, aftercare, cuddles

A/N: I know I said part 4 was the end, but you asked for more, so here we go. A very subby min, as promised. There's literally no plot, have fun guys😂👀

PART FOUR

Skin to skin, breathe me in Feel with your kiss on me Lips are made of ecstasy I'll be yours for a thousand lives For you ~ Liam Payne, Rita Ora

Minho listens to Chan and you chatter on as he tries to stay awake. The last three weeks have been exhausting, and he's glad to be back home with the two of you finally. He watches you interact from the backseat, smiling to himself as he sees how close you've grown. Stifling a yawn, he gently tugs at the sleeves of his sweater and leans back in his chair. 

"Tired, baby?" Chan asks, glancing at him through the rearview mirror. 

"Exhausted," he nods before sighing softly. "No idea if I can sleep, though, I feel too tense." 

"I can help with that," Chan suggests and Minho smirks at him amused. 

"And leave me all on my own?" you pout. A heavy silence settles in the car, and they exchange another glance. "I was joking," you say half-heartedly. 

"What if you..join?" he asks almost too quietly to hear. 

"No, seriously, let Chan take care of you and-." 

"Do you want us to take care of you?" Chan cuts you off, and Minho's throat dries. His eyes filling with need betray him and Chan chuckles to himself. "Judging by that look on your face, you do." 

You turn in your seat to face him and search his blown, hungry eyes. "You're sure?" 

"Mhm," Minho hums, chewing on his lower lip as need spread through his body like wildfire. 

"And you uhm - how is that going to work? I mean, you never…" you trail off, blinking at him. Minho always took control when he's with you so far. 

"Don't act so innocent, you weren't exactly submissive when we had sex," Chan snorts. 

"That's because you were too needy to make me stop bossing you around," you protest softly. 

"Oh, that's a first," Minho snorts, and Chan shoots him a look through the mirror that makes him squirm. 

"What's that supposed to mean?" you ask curiously. 

"He tends to slip when he's all overworked and needy," Minho smirks nevertheless, teasing Chan. "Suddenly forgets he's in control when he's feeling really good." 

"Min," Chan speaks up firmly, and you watch with curiosity how Minho tenses up at the tone, hands clutching his jeans. "Don't make me regret offering you to take care of you." 

"Channie hyung, no, I'm sorry for teasing, I'll be good, I promise," Minho breathes out, eyes widening. He licks his lips and stares at him with pleading, soft brown eyes. Chan's grip around the steering wheel tightens. Oh, he's good. 

"Mhm, you better," he says calmly, but glancing down, you can tell he's getting hard by Minho's pleading look alone. 

"Missed you two so much," Minho says softly. "Missed stuffing you with my cum and licking you clean," he goes on, locking eyes with you. "Missed being good for you and feeling full," he rambles on, looking back at Chan. 

"If you don't shut that pretty filthy mouth of yours right now, I'll make sure it's busy with something else," he growls softly, and you instinctively press your thighs together. Minho sits on his hands to stop himself from allowing some much-needed friction against his dick straining in his pants. 

"Busy with whom?" you ask, and Chan scoffs. 

"That's for me to decide, doll," he says. 

You clench around nothing at the sudden change of dynamics in the car, both Minho and you staring at Chan, longing for something to happen. That's what you've been waiting for, what he hasn't allowed himself in the past week yet. Fully taking control, making Min and you bow to his will. 

It's silent for a moment before Minho speaks up, barely audible. "Can I eat her out later, hyungie?" 

You bite your lower lip hard and glance at Chan excitedly. Chan glances back at you and chuckles softly. "You'd like that, baby girl?" 

"Yes," you nod eagerly. 

"Please, Channie hyung," Minho chimes in from the backseat. "Wanna make our girl feel good." 

Our girl. You might as well pass out. 

"Relax, bunny, of course you can," Chan assures him and stops the car in front of your house. "You start when I tell you to, or else you'll get nothing from me today, and you two can figure it out on your own." 

Minho's eyes widen and he exhales almost shakily. "I'll be good," he whispers, and you wonder if he's afraid of being unable to switch back from his subby state if Chan drops him like that. It sure looks like it. 

You get out of the car, gently adjusting your skirt as you notice you're already soaking your pants in anticipation. Minho steps out of the car, nervously tugging at his sweater to conceal the very prominent bulge in his pants. Chan gets Minho's suitcase, fumbling for his keys and urging the two of you toward the house with a gentle wave. Minho's hand slips into yours as you wait for Chan to unlock the door, and he exchanges an excited look with you. Chan pulls the door closed behind the three of you and raises his eyebrows as Minho drops to his knees the moment he does. He wraps his arms around your legs and buries his face in your stomach with a soft sound. Chan doesn't seem that fazed anymore and reaches out for him, soothingly patting his head. "So eager to please, bunny?" 

Minho makes a muffled sound against the fabric of your shirt and nods before lifting your skirt and burying his face in your core, only parted by your panties. You gasp as his nose presses against your clit and exchange a nervous glance with Chan. A needy groan escapes his throat as the soaked fabric meets his skin, your scent taking over. "Hyungie, fuck," he whines, and Chan chuckles, running his hands through his hair before gripping it and pulling him back. 

"Did I say you could start?" he asks firmly. 

"S-sorry," Minho stutters, lower lip trembling. "Just wanna make her feel good," he pouts, glancing up at him through his lashes. Minho on his knees, explaining himself to Chan, is a heavenly sight, really. 

"Please, Channie," you say softly, pressing your legs together at the missing touch. 

Chan's eyes meet yours, and you swallow at the dark lust clouding his eyes. "Don't be ridiculous, baby girl, you came three times before we left to pick him up. You can't be that needy." 

"You'd be surprised," Minho laughs weakly, fondling your thigh. "That girl's a needy little s-." 

Chan grabs his chin and gives him a stern look. "You're not the one to judge here," he points out his current position on the floor. "Now behave, you two. Min, you stay dressed. Y/N, take off your clothes, living room," he instructs the two of you, and Minho scrambles to his feet. 

Chan gently kisses your temple to reassure you before sending you off. Minho looks at him fondly and chews on his lower lip. "Kiss?" he asks so sweetly, Chan can't deny him. Minho hums as their lips meet, and his whole body visibly relaxes. 

"You know your safeword, I'll be there the whole time," Chan says and takes his hand. 

"I'm so tired already, I might slip," Minho whispers. He doesn't mind falling into subspace; he knows Chan takes care of him and ensures he's comfortable and safe. A warning is never too much, though. 

"I'm here. I got you," he nods and squeezes his hand. "You know our signals; I know when you are." 

"Okay," Minho nods sweetly and pulls him with him to the living room. "You're okay with this?" he checks in with you, eyes glistening as you discard your shirt to the floor. 

"I am," you assure him. "I know my safeword and stuff. I trust you guys, and I trust Channie to keep an eye on us." 

Minho smiles and steals a kiss. "That's good," he nods. 

Chan kisses you next, caressing your cheek. "I got you, baby girl." 

Minho wraps his arms around your waist and pulls you with him to the sofa. He sits down with you in his lap and softly kisses you, nudging your noses together. "Gonna make you feel so good, honey." 

You allow yourself that little moment of reassurance and watch Chan as he prepares your favorite pillow for your head. You're only wearing your underwear now, and a shiver runs down your spine as Chan opens your bra, kissing the back of your neck as he pulls it off your body. A soft groan escapes Minho at the sight of your breasts, nipples hardening at the sudden change of temperature. Chan cups your breasts and kneads them, making you moan out his name. He kisses your shoulder softly and exchanges a fond look with Minho. "Such a beautiful girl. Y/nnie and I are going to take good care of your needs, bunny," he promises him, and Minho beams at him so full of love it makes his stomach flutter. Chan soothingly fondles down your sides, coming to a halt on your hips. "Get on your back for Minnie, okay?" 

You nod compliantly and get comfortable. The sight of your boyfriends admiring your body makes you squirm a little. Their eyes seem to be undressing you even though you're only wearing panties by now. Minho glances at Chan obediently, sitting on his knees between your legs. "Hyungie, can I start?" he asks gently. 

Chan gets comfortable in an armchair opposite you and nods. "You can start, baby." He watches as Minho pulls down your panties and marvels at the form of your naked body. "Open your gorgeous legs for Min," he tells you, smiling as you do without hesitating. 

Minho doesn't waste a second, getting comfortable between your legs and burying his face in your soaking core with a sweet groan. "Mhm fuck missed you so much," he tells you and licks up between your folds agonizingly slow. 

You hum softly at the motion and smile down at him. "Me or my pussy?" 

Chan snorts, and Minho shoots you a playful glare. "Both, obviously," he clarifies, rubbing up your thighs and spreading your folds with his fingers, watching as you clench around nothing. He hums to himself before burying himself in your wet core, dragging his tongue across your tensing hole. His nose pushes against your clit as he does, and you shudder above him. Fuck, he missed that. "Sweet girl," he marvels, tongue traveling all over your soaking pussy to lap up your juices. "So fucking wet for us." 

"Can I touch him?" you ask, glancing at Chan and almost choking on your breath. Chan's sitting on the armchair, legs spread wide, and strokes his dick, still fully dressed besides that. 

"Sure," Chan hums gently before his eyes travel back to Minho buried between your legs. 

You glance down as well, biting your lip hard as Minho looks up at you through his long lashes, moaning sinfully at the taste of you. You reach out for him, running your hand through his hair, and he hums pleased, eyes fluttering close a little. Minho pushes his tongue inside, thumb lovingly caressing your clit. He moans, vibrations shooting up your body at it. "Shit, Min, feels so good," you moan blissfully and tug at his hair. 

Minho whimpers against you, and glancing down, you notice him more or less subtly rutting against the sofa. 

"Min," Chan moans out, and Minho pulls away from you, making you whine at the sudden loss. "Stop fucking the sofa, I told you we'd take care of you." Minho doesn't even protest, even though his dick hurts as he watches Chan. You follow his eyes, swallowing softly. Chan's curls frame his face beautifully, lips parted with soft pants as he strokes himself. "Go on," he breathes out. 

"Please don't cum yet," Minho says quietly, and Chan frowns at him. "Want to suck you off when I'm done with her." 

"No need, this is enough," he says, gesturing at the two of you. 

Minho's body trembles, and tears brim his eyes, making you gulp softly. "Hyungie, please," he pouts sincerely, and you gently take his hand, soothingly fondling it. Your heart hurts at how desperate he looks, and you begin to understand why Chan is so damn protective of him. If that's the side he sees of Minho when they get intimate and vulnerable, it's no surprise he'd keep him safely stored in his pocket if he could. "Wanna make you two feel good before you take care of me, please." 

Chan searches his eyes observantly before nodding. "Okay, Minnie baby," he says, eyes growing incredibly soft. "Now, take good care of Y/nnie." 

"I will," he nods eagerly, a beautiful smile covering his face. He squeezes your hand tenderly before burying himself back between your legs, sucking at your clit.

You gush against him with a loud moan, hand shooting back into his hair and pressing him close. "Fuck," you whisper, hips bucking up against him. "Ch-Channie," you press out, stomach tightening at Minho's skillful little licks and touches. Chan hums in response, only lazily stroking himself now. "M'so close." 

"You like it that much?" he asks, and you whine in response. "Hear that, Minnie, she can't answer properly with your mouth on her." Minho almost purrs at that, squeezing your thighs. "Go on then, beautiful, make a mess of our pretty boy." 

The sinful moan against your clit that leaves Minho's lips at that is enough to push you over the edge. You moan out his name loudly, body spasming beneath him. Your eyes roll back as Minho collects all your juices, not stopping even as you whimper from overstimulation. "Fuck, Min, stop," you beg, trying to squirm away, but he keeps you in place. "Min-ohh," you squeeze your eyes shut as he sucks on your clit so eagerly it makes you cum again. You pull at his hair and shake at another intense orgasm. "Channie," you plead as Minho keeps going on, too pussy drunk to stop. 

Chan tucks himself back in and steps next to you, grabbing Minho by his hair and pulling him back. Minho leans into the firm grip, lips parting with a breathy moan. His face is a mess, and so is his hair, and he smiles at you lazily. "Easy there, bunny, not so eager." 

"Sorry," he apologizes softly to you and fondles your thighs. "Love you, kitten." 

"Love you too, honey," you assure him softly. 

"Mhm, look at the mess you made," Chan hums gently, wiping his thumb across Minho's glistening lips and licking it clean with a soft sound. 

Minho moves onto the floor, reaching up to unbutton Chan's jeans before hesitating. He glances up at him with pleading eyes. "Can I suck you off now, hyung?" 

Chan chuckles softly and unbuttons his pants for him, pulling them down to his knees with his boxers and sitting down at the end of the sofa. "Come here, baby," he nods, and Minho does, resting his chin on his knees. Chan reaches out for you, soothingly rubbing your thigh as you're still coming down from your high. He smiles gently as Minho eagerly leans forward as soon as Chan makes room for him, spreading his legs. He licks up his shaft, hand stroking him experimentally. Chan groans softly as Minho wraps his lips around him and sinks down deeper. He tenses as he hits Minho's throat, and he gags around him, tears shooting to his eyes. Chan pulls him back and leans down, cupping his face. "Stop rushing, baby; we have all the time you need, okay?" he asks soothingly, kissing his forehead, nose, and lips. Minho kisses back with a soft moan, gripping the fabric of Chan's pulled-down jeans. Chan lovingly runs his hand through his hair, soothing him for a moment before guiding him back down. Minho takes his time now, relaxing his jaw as he goes on, moaning at the taste of Chan on his tongue. 

You sit up shakily after a few moments and lovingly kiss down Chan's neck, who throws his head back against the sofa to give you more room. Your hand roams his stomach before covering Chan's, buried in Minho's hair, and intertwining your fingers. Chan gasps as you bite down below his ear, nipping at his skin and guiding Minho's head with him. "Minnie, look how good you're making Channie hyung feel," you tell him, and Minho glances up, fingers gently massaging his balls. 

Chan's jaw grows slack, plump lips falling open with a beautiful moan. His eyes flutter close as Minho takes him in deeper, moaning around him. His hand sinks down to his neck, keeping him in place as he thrusts into his mouth. "So good, bunny," Chan presses out. "Doing so well for me, fuck," he pants, pushing himself further down Minho's throat. Chan turns his head, chasing your lips, and you let him kissing him passionately. He moans into your mouth, eyebrows furrowing in pleasure as he gets close. "Min, baby, fuck," he barely gets out before shoving Minho down his dick roughly, releasing down his throat with a guttural groan. 

Minho pulls back with a fucked out look on his face once Chan loosens his hold on him and licks his lips in anticipation. Chan catches his breath and cups his face with one hand, gently wiping the spit off his chin with his thumb. "Good?" Minho asks sweetly. 

Chan smiles fondly, tucking himself back in. "You've been very good." 

Minho glances at you expectantly, and you can't fight the smile covering your lips. "So good," you agree and lovingly ruffle his hair. Minho hums, pleased with himself. 

"Now, bunny, I'll prepare you so I can make you feel all good and full as you wanted," Chan explains, still caressing his cheek. "Once you're ready, Y/nnie will help me out, okay?" 

"Okay," Minho nods quickly. 

"Y/N?" Chan checks in, and all you can do is nod. "Speak up." 

"Yes, sir," you stammer, not quite sure where the hell that comes from, but Chan doesn't seem to mind, poking your cheek. You let him guide you into your previous position and watch them curiously as he pulls Minho to his feet. Chan helps him undress, kissing him firmly as he does. Minho lets him, chasing his lips with soft whines. Chan lets Minho undress him beside his boxers and kisses him one last time before whispering something to him you can't hear. You watch Minho cautiously as he comes over and laugh, surprised as he climbs on top of you, cuddling you close. "Hey there," you smile as he nuzzles his face in your neck. The simple act of feeling his weight on top of you, his golden skin pressing against yours, makes you feel so safe and grounded it's ridiculous. 

"Missed you," Minho whispers against your skin. 

"I missed you too, darling," you tell him and watch Chan getting comfortable on the sofa behind Minho, gently pushing your legs apart to scoot closer. 

Chan fondles Minho's back for a moment before grabbing his hips and pulling him onto his knees. "Ready?" he asks, and Minho hums, agreeing, burying himself deeper into your neck as his bum is on full display for Chan. Chan locks eyes with you and smirks. "Our dear boy felt a little embarrassed because of the sounds he makes when I stretch him out," Chan explains, and a smile creeps on your face. "I thought cuddling you might help." 

"Aw, really, Minnie?" you ask softly, and Minho nods, squirming a little in your arms. "There's nothing to be embarrassed about, love," you soothe him as Chan spreads his cheeks with his fingers. "Let us hear how good you feel; I bet you sound incredibly sweet." 

"I'm not sweet," he mutters playfully offended, grip on your hip tightening in surprise as Chan licks up between his cheeks. A soft whine falls from his lips, proving your point. 

Minho's face grows hot against your skin as Chan eats him out skillfully, hands kneading his thighs and bum. His warm breath tickles your skin, and his hand gropes your hips and thighs, trying to steady himself. Beautiful tiny moans, whimpers, and whines, growing in volume and pitch, now fall freely from his lips. He's pushing back to meet Chan's tongue and grows desperate in his movements. Chan eases two fingers inside and brushes them against his prostate. Minho collapses on you with a broken moan and starts fucking himself on Chan's fingers, dragging his dick through your folds and against your clit as he does. "Hyungie," he whines, and you fondle his hair, eyes fluttering with every drag of his hips. You kiss his head and moan softly as he starts intentionally grinding down against you. “God, Y/N.” 

Chan lets him for now, kissing up his back, and soon has four fingers buried deep inside. He can tell Minho is getting close by how his body arches into his touch and his moans grow higher pitched. He suddenly pulls out, and Minho cries out his name in utter despair. "Shh, bunny, you can't cum yet, okay?" 

"Why?" he asks, sounding heartbroken. 

Chan gently rubs his sides and smiles down at him fondly. "Because you wanted to stuff our pretty girl with your cum, didn't you?" Minho moans weakly and nods face still buried in your neck. "Good, now switch positions with Y/N." 

Minho falls into the cushions heavily, staring up at the two of you with his tired, soft brown eyes. He looks adorably handsome like this, and you can't stop the moan tumbling from your lips as Chan pulls you flush against his body. "Fuck, Channie hyung, you're gonna…," he trails off as Chan runs his fingers down your folds, collecting your juices, and pushes in. You melt against him with a loud moan, reaching back and tangling your hand in his hair to steady yourself. 

"Patience," he tells Minho and locks eyes with him as he opens you up, thumb caressing your clit. "Such a good girl," he praises you as he soon eases in a third finger, stretching you out perfectly. You whine softly and roll your hips, meeting his fingers needily. 

Minho moans at the sight of you and casually spreads his legs, slowly picking up on Chan's delicious idea. 

Chan kisses his way down your neck, making you whimper his name. "Get a pillow, Minho baby." Minho reaches out for one and lifts his hips, shoving it beneath him. "Good boy," he praises him, and Minho bites his lower lip hard. He pulls his fingers from you and pats your hip, deciding you're ready. "I'll go get the lube, you two behave."

"Yes, sir," you say compliantly. 

"Min," Chan says firmly, and Minho's head snaps from your dripping pussy up to his face. 

"Yes, hyungie, of course," he promises quickly. 

A few minutes later, you're straddling Minho's lap. His fingers sink into the flesh of your hips as he's buried fully inside you, lips parting with a soft gasp at your tight heat. His face contorts with pleasure, eyebrows knitted together, and eyes squeezed shut. Chan plants a soft kiss on your shoulder, groaning as he eases himself inside of Minho. A mutual moan escapes them as he's buried deep inside. Chan inhales softly, glancing down at him. "Min?" 

"Mhm?" Minho hums, eyes still squeezed shut as he gets used to the feeling of Chan's dick stretching his hole and you clenching around him at the same time. 

"You're good?" he asks, at the same time fondling your hip. 

"Yeah," Minho nods breathlessly, cheeks flushing red. "Need a moment," he chuckles. 

You bite your lower lip with anticipation as you watch him adjust to the overwhelming feeling. It's enough for you already to have him that deep inside without him moving and Chan right behind you. You can't imagine how good Minho must be feeling now. 

"That's alright, you're in charge," he assures, soothingly fondling his thigh, making his boyfriend hum. 

Minho slowly opens his eyes and takes a few deep breaths. Chan has repeatedly told him that he was in charge whenever he fully submitted to him. Chan wouldn't do anything that pushed him over his limits; he'd never hurt him on purpose, and he'd stop at any time without getting mad. This has created a net of safety and comfort for Minho early on, allowing him to submit that easily in the first place. He meets Chan's sweet chocolate orbs and feels a warm wave of safety crashing over him, numbing his senses. Then he meets your feverish soft eyes and feels so fond of you his heart might burst. "Okay," he breathes out. 

"Baby girl?" he asks softly, and you hum in response. "You can start moving slowly." 

"Thank you," you breathe out, relieved, and lift your hips before sinking back down on him. Minho beneath you sighs and fondles up your thighs shakily. You moan sweetly at the very needed friction and brace yourself on Minho's chest. 

Chan lets you find your rhythm for a bit before gently rubbing Minho's thigh. "Tell me if it's too much," he says, and Minho nods, whimpering with pure need as Chan braces himself on the sofa and pulls back, only to thrust back into him slowly. He matches your pace, pulling out whenever you sink down on Minho and pushing back inside when you lift your hips. "That's okay?" 

"Very okay," Minho breathes out, eyes fluttering. "Feels good," he adds after a moment, a soft whimper lacing his voice. 

Chan taps your hips, signaling you to speed up a little, and once again adjusts to your rhythm. "How's the view, bunny?" he asks, lovingly cupping your breast.

Minho chokes on his next moan and grips your thighs tightly. "So pretty, Y/nnie," he tells you. "Wanted to fuck you so bad, missed that gorgeous - god fuck - pussy so bad," he rambles, making you shiver at the raw lust coating his orbs. 

You moan softly and meet his hips. "Yeah? You've only had it for such a short time but can't get enough of it, do ya?" 

Chan eyes you curiously as you seem to switch a little, growing more dominant with Minho. His boyfriend stares at you with wide eyes, seemingly incredibly turned on by you doing so. 

"What did you miss more? That pussy or your hyung's dick stuffing you until you're dumb?" you ask, and Minho swallows softly, wincing as you grab his chin. 

"Don't make me choose," he pleads softly, and Chan didn't think he'd see him do that with anyone else but him. 

"What if you had to?" you ask, enjoying this little game. 

Minho's eyes dart back and forth between you and Chan, growing confused, and suddenly, he looks almost anxious. "I don't know," he whimpers, eyes brimming with tears. "I don't wanna choose just one, wanna have you both." 

"Fucks sake," Chan groans deliciously, burying his face in your shoulder as his hips buck forward. 

You smile fondly and brush back his hair. "That's why you're such a good baby boy," you praise him, and Minho whimpers in response, lower lip trembling. 

"Yeah?" he asks timidly. 

"Yes, gorgeous," you smile at him and pat his chest. "Such a good baby." 

Chan rubs his thigh and flashes him a smile. "You're doing so well, such a good little bunny for us," he tells him. 

Minho seems to melt beneath you, blushing heavily at your combined praises. He throws his head back as the two of you pick up pace once more. His jaw grows slack as you seem to punch out whiny, shaky moans from him. He doesn't hold back anymore, falling apart with every roll of your hips, with every thrust Chan delivers. Minho feels heavenly, and the combined pleasure is almost a little too much. He feels himself starting to slip away and reaches out for Chan with one hand weakly. "Channie, hyungie," he whispers. 

Chan intertwines their hands and searches his face observantly. "I'm here, you can let go," he assures him, and Minho moans sweetly. 

Minho's face relaxes, a lazy smile spreading across his lips and his head slowly drops to the side. His hand relaxes in Chan's but stays there, his other drops from your thigh onto the sofa. 

"What's happening?" you ask quietly, stopping your movement and frowning when Minho whimpers in protest. 

"Keep going, baby girl," Chan tells you, soothingly fondling Minho's hand. "Subspace. Happens sometimes." 

"Oh," you nod gently and pick up your previous pace, bouncing on him. 

"I'll know when something's wrong, but practically all he wants is for you to keep using him the way you did before," he tells you between pants before speaking up again. "Min, you're okay?" he asks, and Minho needs a moment before reacting to his voice and squeezing his hand. 

Minho feels like he's floating, heart bursting with joy to be used by Chan and you. His needy moans turn into tiny, weak whimpers, and Chan's hand feels heavy in his. He can hear your voices through a heavy fog, feeling safe as you two talk to him. 

Your stomach tightens at the sight of Minho being so fucked out he can't respond besides squeezing Chan's hand. "I'm so close," you tell Chan. 

"Cum whenever you're ready, beautiful," Chan encourages you, chasing his own high. 

You desperately roll your hips and reach down, toying with your clit to give yourself that last push. Chan gently encourages you, guiding you through it as you cum with a loud groan of their names. Minho beneath you whines as you clench around him repeatedly, shaking on top of him. "Fuck, Chan," you whisper once you start to get overstimulated, and Minho's eyes fill with tears. 

"Kiss his neck for me, baby girl, let's help him out," he says soothingly. 

You lie down on Minho, still keeping him inside, and gently litter his skin with kisses that have him humming appreciatively. The force of Chan's thrusts and Minho's weak attempts to push back make you bounce on his dick, moaning against his neck. Chan behind you grows quiet, his once-controlled pace gets messy, and you can tell he's close. "Come on, Channie hyung," you moan out softly. "Let go." 

Chan spills into Minho with a long, loud groan, slamming his hips inside of him roughly. "Fuck, yeah," he growls, and Minho suddenly tenses up, tears slipping from his eyes as his face scrunches up in pleasure. 

A loud sob ripples through him, and you can feel him coating your walls. Continuous weak little moans leave him as you two help him through it, and he can do nothing but enjoy the pleasure coursing through his body. 

Chan pulls out very carefully, and Minho whimpers at the loss. He lifts you off his dick, and that's when Minho reacts.

"Hyung, no, please," he cries, grabbing your arm. "Don't go." 

Chan soothingly rubs his side. "We're here, baby, you're okay."

You get comfortable on his left and Chan on his right. You both cuddle him close, soothingly fondling his hair and body, whispering sweet nothings to him. "You're so pretty, darling," you whisper. 

"You did such a good job, Minho baby," Chan adds, and Minho closes his eyes, cuddling into the two of you. Chan seems to know exactly how to coax him back out, and you do your best to support him. Once he's sure Minho's alright, he exchanges a glance with you. "We should go and clean up," he says, and you nod tiredly. 

Chan prepares the bathtub for the three of you and carries you there first, helping you into the warm water. He kisses your forehead and smiles fondly. "I'll go get Min." 

"Okay," you smile softly. 

He gently lowers Minho into the water with you before getting in himself. He pulls Minho into his lap, who cuddles up against him tiredly. You cuddle into Chan’s left side, resting your head on his chest next to Minho’s. Minho’s hand finds yours in the warm water, easing your bodies. For a while, you all simply relax in silence before Chan and you help Minho washing his hair and body for him. Chan then does the same for you, and you’re ready to sleep once he’s done. You’re amazed at how quickly Chan has the two of you in bed, comfortably dressed and hair dried. Minho clings to you as Chan leaves you to finish up himself, and you lazily fondle his hair.

Chan smiles softly at the sight of you two, all cuddled up and waiting for him. His curls are still damp from rushing a little to take care of you as soon as possible. As soon as he climbs into bed, the two of you are clinging to him, having him chuckle, and his heart swell with pride. He kisses both your heads and whispers to you how much he loves you, telling you to sleep. Neither Min nor you need a second invitation, dozing off quickly, trusting Chan to keep you safe in your sleep.

PART FOUR

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Kinktober 2022: Day 28

(MinChan Birthday Month Special)

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Pairing: Chan x Minho x Female Reader

Kink: Threesome

Genre: Smut

Word Count: 2.3k

Warnings: Soft!Dom Chan, Soft!Dom Minho, Sub!Fem reader, fingering (female receiving), oral (male receiving), unprotected sex, threesome, multiple orgasms, creampie, praise, facefucking

Please let me know if I missed anything

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Color(s) Of This Fic: Black, Dusty Rose, and White <3

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If you are under the age of 18, please do not interact with this fic. This fic contains inappropriate content and is strictly 18+

Everything in not only this event, but all of my work in general is consensual. Even if not stated within the work.

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Enjoy :)

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The early hours of the night begin to set in as you quickly scramble to do any last-minute straightening up before two of your best friends, Chan and Minho come over for your traditional movie night.

Movie nights have been a tradition amongst you three for a few years now, occurring every other weekend no matter what. Even if one of you couldn't be there in person, you still found a way to make it work. It was the one constant in your life that you cherished deeply, something to look forward to in your hectic and unpredictable life.

A signature knock on your front door sounds through the space of your living room. You quickly scan the room, making sure everything is clean before you bolt to the front door, quickly opening it.

"Hi!" You exclaim, slightly out of breath.

There they stood, black loose-fitting t-shirts and sweatpants, both of them carrying bags of snacks they just recently bought with slight smiles tugging at their lips as they stare at you with bright eyes. You blink up at them, taking a quick breath.

"Come in, come in! You two know the drill!" You holler, pulling them inside.

They chuckle in response, kicking their shoes off by the front door before walking further into your apartment.

"Where do you want us to put the snacks?" Chan asks, both of them eyeing you as you close and lock your front door.

"Over on the kitchen table for now. We'll get the snacks squared away after we make our pillow fort!" You cheer, excitement coursing through you at the thought.

They nod in response, smiling at your excitement before heading for the kitchen. You rest back against your front door, closing your eyes as you take a deep breath.

Your head always seemed to spiral every time you saw them in their natural state. Comfy clothes, hair undone and bare faces, seeing them for all their natural beauty. Of course, you loved when they were dressed up from their schedules, hair styled and makeup decorating their features. There was just something about the former that made your heart swoon.

"Y/N? You ready?" Minho gently asks, tearing you out of your thoughts.

Your eyes dart open, seeing them both standing there with their favorite pillows and blankets that you keep at your apartment in hand, waiting for you to join them.

"Yes! I'm ready!" You reply, moving away from your door and grabbing your favorite pillows and blankets from your linen closet.

The three of you work together to build the self proclaimed comfiest fort of all time. Using chairs to sling blankets over and propping pillows up in a large circle that the three of you would be lying in later. After a short while, you all stand back with triumphant smiles, admiring the result of your teamwork.

"I think this is the best fort yet!" You announce, hearing the boys hum in agreement. "Alright, snack time!"

You rummage through the bags they brought, gasping when you see your favorite snack.

"Wouldn't be a proper movie night without our favorites, yea?" Chan asks, mirroring your smile as you quickly hug them both.

"You guys are the best!" You say, grabbing bowls to dump the snacks into.

You all return to your fort, carefully sitting in the pillow circle one by one. You sit in the middle, Chan and Minho sitting on either side of you as you drag your laptop into your lap.

"Min, it's your turn to pick the movie." You inform, peering over at him as you turn your laptop towards him.

He drags your laptop into his lap, scrolling through the platform until he sees something that sparks his interest. You lean forward, quickly fixing some of the blankets and grabbing your snacks that you had set aside as Minho exchanges smirks with Chan.

Considering the amount of time the three of you have spent together over the years, the boys have noticed the effect they have on you. Never making any move to mention it but using the power to their advantage every once in a while. You, however, never seemed to notice the effect you had on them. The way their eyes would rake hungrily along your form whenever you wore something that showed off your curves. The way they would exchange looks between one another when you did something simple that just happened to make their minds wander. The way your big doe eyes looked up at them so innocently when you were speaking.

You simply drove them crazy, and tonight they planned to release some pent-up feelings.

"Ok!" He exclaims, hitting play and setting your laptop back in your lap.

The boys scoot closer to you as you push your laptop further down your legs so you can all see. Bowls of snacks in hand as you all watch the opening of the movie with eyes glued to the screen.

The majority of the movie flies by, all three of you enjoying it as your bowls grow more empty with each passing minute.

You feel Chan's hand rest on one of your thighs under the blankets before Minho's rests on your other. You peer at them both from the corners of your eyes, not wanting to react too much at such a simple touch, but it felt like electricity was surging through your limbs at the contact. You close your eyes for a brief second, composing yourself before you focus back on the movie.

You watch as the two main characters collide in a heated kiss, quickly tugging each other's clothes off as they stumble into a hotel room. You feel your cheeks heat up as you try your best not to shift in your spot. You feel Minho squeeze your thigh and you almost jolt at the feeling, watching as the sex scene unfolds before your eyes.

Minho leans closer to you, his mouth hovering right next to your ear.

"What's wrong, baby? Does this kind of stuff make you flustered?" He whispers against the shell of your ear, watching you shiver in response as his hand trails further up your thigh.

You involuntarily press your thighs together as the ache between them grows with each passing second as moans sound from your laptop. The action doesn't go unnoticed by the boys as you feel Chan inch closer to your ear.

"We could help you, baby. Could make our pretty girl feel good." Chan whispers, listening to your breath hitch as he rubs shapes against the skin of your thigh.

"Please," you whimper out, your voice small and breathy.

"Please what, pretty?" Minho asks, gently drumming his fingers along your thigh.

"Please make me feel good."

Chan closes your laptop, shuffling it out of the fort before he exchanges looks with Minho. They each grab your thigh that their hands have been resting on, pulling them to rest over their own as your head falls to rest back against the pillows. Minho's fingers come to slowly rub at your clit, watching your body jolt at the feeling as a soft moan slips past your lips.

"Our baby girl is so sensitive." Chan breathes out, holding your right thigh in his lap as he watches your hips buck against Minho's fingers.

Minho stops his movements, running his fingers along the hem of your shorts.

"Can we take these off you, baby?" He softly asks.

"Yes," you breathe out, feeling them swiftly pull your shorts off so your bottom half is bare for them.

They both groan at the sight of your bare core, feeling their lengths strain against their sweatpants. Chan's fingers glide down your slit until he reaches your entrance, circling the hole with his middle finger.

"So wet for us, baby." He says, his voice an octave lower than usual.

Chan slowly sinks his middle and ring fingers into your dripping heat, a sigh leaving your lips at the feeling. He slowly pumps his digits, watching as Minho trails his hand to rub at your clit. Your back arches at the feeling of both their hands working to make you feel good, moans falling past your lips as they watch you fall apart on their fingers.

"There you go, cum for us, baby." Minho whispers, holding your left thigh in his lap as he watches you hit your high.

You lay back, your chest rising and falling rapidly as you come down from your high. You hear shuffling from both sides before you feel Chan's strong arms pull you into his lap. His hard length rests against your back as he pulls your thighs to rest on either side of his own. With a hand flat on your back, he gently pushes you forward, a loud groan tearing from his lips at the sight of your bare core clenching around nothing. He runs his tip along your slit before pushing into you, a loud whimper leaving your lips at the stretch.

"I know, baby, I know. Just relax for me, yea?" He groans out, holding back the urge to fuck into your tight heat.

He bottoms out, pulling your back flush against his chest, his length buried inside you as he holds you in place on his lap. Minho walks in front of you, his hard length in his hand, the head an angry red as precum pools at the tip. He lazily pumps his length, sighs leaving his lips as he watches you look up at him with your big doe eyes. He taps his tip along your lips, watching as you slowly part your lips before he inches his cock into your mouth. You run your tongue along the underside of his length, hearing him groan at the feeling as he hits the back of your throat. He pulls his hips back, shallowly thrusting into your mouth before nodding at Chan.

Chan positions you into all fours, pushing you further down Minho's length before he slowly thrusts into your heat. You moan around Minho's length, sending vibrations through him as he fists your hair, bobbing your head faster on his cock.

"God, this is so much better than I imagined. Minho moans out. "Feels so much better than I imagined."

Chan roughly grips your hips, pounding into you as you helplessly moan around Minho, gagging around his length as he hits the back of your throat repeatedly. You feel Minho's cock twitch in your mouth, and you hallow your cheeks, looking up at him with tear-stained cheeks and glassy eyes. He holds you down against him, cumming down your throat with a loud moan before he pulls out of your mouth, a string of saliva connecting his tip to your lips.

Moans tear from your throat, your voice hoarse as Chan speeds up his hips, moans and strings of swear words spilling from his lips as the sound of skin slapping against skin fills the room. You cum around Chan's length at the same time he spills into your heat, your walls convulsing around him as your vision goes white.

He stays tucked away inside you for a few minutes before he pulls out, Minho taking his place behind you. Minho quickly stuffs his length into your heat, your breath getting caught in your throat at the feeling. Minho's head lolls off to the side as a low moan falls from his lips at the feeling of your walls wrapped around him.

"We've been thinking about this for so long. Couldn't wait to feel you around us, baby." Chan breathes out.

Minho starts shallowly thrusting into you, a whine tearing from your lips at the overstimulation.

"I know, baby. You're doing so good for us." Minho breathes out, feeling you clench around him at his words. "Does our baby like to be praised?"

You nod in response, watching as Chan steps in front of you. You look up at him with tears welling in your eyes as the pain of overstimulation fades into pleasure.

"Oh, baby." Chan coos, running his thumb across your cheek. "Does it feel good?"

You nod up at him, Minho speeding up his hips as Chan watches your eyes roll back, moans endlessly pouring from your lips.

"Open that pretty little mouth for me, pretty girl." Chan breathes out watching as you open your mouth and stick out your tongue for him.

He runs his tip along your tongue before inching into your mouth, feeling you wrap your lips around him as he grabs a handful of your hair. Minho harshly pulls your hips back to meet his, his thrusts growing stronger as Chan fucks into your mouth.

"There you go, baby. Taking both of us so well." Chan praises, hearing a muffled high-pitched moan tear from your throat around his length.

Chan throws his head back, speeding up his hips as he chases his second high, Minho doing the same as he roughly pounds into your heat. You gag around Chan's length, your jaw aching as he holds your head in place, fucking into your mouth as his length twitches. You swallow around him and hallow your cheeks, feeling him cum down your throat. He pulls out of your mouth watching you gasp for air, moans quickly tearing from your throat as you approach your third high.

"Give us one more, pretty." Minho groans out, his thrusts growing sloppy.

You cum around Minho's length with a scream, your body collapsing forward as Minho holds your hips up, thrusting into you a few more times before he cums inside you.

He slowly pulls out of you, a whimper leaving your lips at the feeling before he pulls you back into his embrace, laying you both down. Chan lays on the other side of you, wrapping his arms around your frame as you lay in between them, gasps leaving your lips as you try and even out your breathing.

"Thank you, baby." Chan whispers, tucking some stray strands of hair behind your ear.

"Welcome." You softly reply, sleep slowly taking over your form.

They both nuzzle closer to you, their heads spinning at the realization that they just fucked their best friend.

"We didn't finish the movie." You mumble half asleep.

"It's ok, baby." Minho shushes, running a hand soothingly through your hair.

"We had more important things to attend to."

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*·°Author's Note°·*

This is officially the last day of my 2022 kinktober <//3

Thank you to anyone who has read, liked, reblogged, and just overall supported me during this event. It truly means the world to me.

I hope you all enjoyed this lil MinChan special to end off this event <33

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SIN DANYI (ENHYPEN) PROFILE & FACTS

➢ BASICS

STAGE NAME: Danyi

BIRTH NAME: Alix Sin

KOREAN NAME: Sin Danyi

NATIONALITY: Korean-American

BIRTH PLACE: Vancouver, Washington

BIRTHDAY: January 1st, 2003

ZODIAC SIGN: Capricorn

HEIGHT: 5'4" (163 cm)

WEIGHT: 44 kg (97 lbs)

BLOOD TYPE: O

➢ SOCIAL MEDIA

INSTAGRAM: @/alixx_sinn [personal]

TWITTER: @/aaahlix [inactive]

YOUTUBE: N/A

➢ GROUP INFORMATION

GROUP: ENHYPEN

SUB UNIT: TBD

UNOFFICIAL POSITION: Vocalist, Dancer, Rapper

FACE + VOICE CLAIMS: Haewon [NMIXX]

➢ FACTS

Representative Emoji: 🦉 [OWL] or 🐡 [BLOWFISH]

She was born in Vancouver, Washington but lived in Seoul, South Korea when she was from the ages of 4-10; then she moved back to Vancouver for a couple years before moving back to Seoul, South Korea to attend a performing arts school.

Training Period: 4 Years.

She speaks English, Spanish, Korean, and Japanese.

She has been signed under Redrum Records as a soloist since April 14th, 2024.

I-LAND Audition Songs: SF9's O Sole Mio and Red Velvet's Zimzalabim.

FINAL I-LAND RANKING: 3RD PLACE.

She ranked number 1 out of the five girls who participated.

She drinks 2 cups of Americanos daily; it's her favorite drink.

She is still friends with the other female i-LAND participants.

Other idols she is friends with: Ateez's Yejun and Yunho, Viva from Stupid Cupid, VeriVery's Kangmin, Minchan, and Hoyoung, Billie, Kep1er, xikers '03 line, Arsene from Bad Omens, Bayani's Yunji, Kwoo, and Narae, Tati from Valley of the Dolls.

She has dual citizenship in Korea and America.

Family: Mother, Father, Younger Sister ('09), Older Brother ('00), Older Brother ('02).

She has horrible eyesight and wears contacts; will wear glasses if her eyes become irritated.

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hi! moot game!

moots as k-pop idols!

⤑✧∘ hii !! im sure you meant as existing idols but im sorry im just gonna throw them into a group together with positions and facts im so sorry i cant assign them as actual idols . </3 [ i wasnt ezactly sure and i tries thinking about this ] ∘✩

⋆ ˚｡⋆୨୧˚➼ @misoxhappy — main dancer , sub vocalist , face of the group , leader . •°. *࿐

⋆ ˚｡⋆୨୧˚➼ @taekoscrr — lead dancer , main vocalist . •°. *࿐

⋆ ˚｡⋆୨୧˚➼ @slytherinshua — lead dancer , sub rapper , sub vocalist . •°. *࿐

⋆ ˚｡⋆୨୧˚➼ @skz-minchan-enthusiast — main dancer , lead vocalist . •°. *࿐

⋆ ˚｡⋆୨୧˚➼ @143sourdough-pancakes — sub vocalist , lead dancer . •°. *࿐

⋆ ˚｡⋆୨୧˚➼ @xo-lesserafim — maknae , sub vocalist , main rapper . •°. *࿐

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⋆ ˚｡⋆୨୧˚➼ kei is ... KEI IS EVERYTHING 🤯🤯 okay im pretty sure in her carrd she said she loves dancing and i already envisioned her as main or lead dancer <33 obviously . but i think she could also play an amazing role as a leader ,, she just ... LEADS like that . and then she can be a sub vocalist and shes everything shes the fotg . ♡ •°. *࿐

⋆ ˚｡⋆୨୧˚➼ alice ,,,,,, something about alice i just hear lead dancer ??? AND I HEAR THOSE HIGH NOTES IN THE DISTANCE 📈📈📈📈📈📈📈 shes amazing shes rlly sweet and i could hear her hitting the most amazing high notes while doing her lil dance🙏🏽🙏🏽 . •°. *࿐

⋆ ˚｡⋆୨୧˚➼ zanna ,,,,, i feel like zanna would just be good at dancing yk ? 😭😭 but at the same time we love a good rapper and her raps are as good as her writing 🙏🏽‼️ also her vocals shes like that <33 we love zanna . •°. *࿐

⋆ ˚｡⋆୨୧˚➼ jenny ,, i can just see her doing some of the best dances ,, the dance breaks belong to her and kei >>> and she can also be an amazing vocalist because shes like that okay ??? thats just how i see it she owns this !! •°. *࿐

⋆ ˚｡⋆୨୧˚➼ idk i just feel like livvy would be good at dancing yk ???? like ,,, it just feels that way !! and she gets a pretty solid amount of lines too so thats good on her <3 . •°. *࿐

⋆ ˚｡⋆୨୧˚➼ deni ,, youre a baby so like obviously youre the maknae 🤡🤡 but like tell me you dont seem like youd be a rapper ???? i cant see you as any other position like that 🙏🏽 idc what anyone even you say youre the main rapper you carry . you dont take a lot of vocal parts but sometimes itll be like ,, you and jenny but you just mainly rap yk !! •°. *࿐

⤑✧∘ ive never done anything like this ,,, and this is just how i envisioned everything so im not saying these are really accurate i just went with my head okay 🙏🏽‼️ ∘✩

[seokka0o]

Everytime I say something and you agree I just know that I am indeed fucked up... BUT I don't care, nobody talks enough about my boys so I'm gonna do it.

It's no secret I am kangmin's little bitch, because it's true, I really am, and I love how he just it's showing off you know??? He knows he has the potential, look at his group?? The boy it's surrounded by men like Dongheon and Minchan, he is learning new tricks.

And don't even get me started about how they are the perfect example of "you want something? We have it", like look at their concepts?! You want a soft sub who loves and kisses the floor you walk on? Gyehyeon in lay back. You want a hard and strict dom who is into primal kink and will practically eat you whole? Minchan in trigger. You want a soft husband material with a cute smile fucking you in your kitchen? Hoyoung in Tag Tag Tag... AND I CAN GO ON

Boi I'm always here to talk about vrvr with you

Don't get me started on sadistic minchan, the evil version of him in trigger gives me every kind of creeps possible, my god I would let that man torture me all if he wanted. Or even talking about gyehyeon and my extreme need to make him mine at any cost....too much for me to think about. I fully agree. Yongseung with the boyfriend material, the playful type! Or yeonho also in the same thread as hoyoung as her perfect husband, kangmin as your high school crush. Verivery always delivering the best for us.

[foenixs]

sorry for just barging into your inbox like this but seriously, i’m a simp for puppy boy yeonho and/or puppy boy minchan. just think about it, them wearing collars and butt plug tails and on their knees begging for you to touch them just how you like it

also, can i be 🦢 anon? unless there’s someone like that already

Yeonho couldn't keep his tongue in his mouth as he looks at you with begging and hungry eyes. He loves to have you ruffle through his hair and fuck his throat. You could just grab him by the collar and pull him in for a kiss and he'd me moaning and half hard instantly. If he wore a tail he'd sit on your lap and wiggle it or make sure that your eyes meet his ass everytime he walks past you. Fucking in front of a mirror while he is dressed up like this so he can see himself getting fucked like a puppy in heat. He wouldn't talk, only whimper and he'd let you do anything's you want.

Minchan would be less obedient. He likes to go on your nerves, tease you, disobey you just to see what kind of punishment you would come up with. He loves the pain of rough sex. he loves to have you spit on him. but sometimes, just sometimes, he'll be sweet and obedient and then he'll want you to praise him and treat him like he is the best pup on the planet.

[kangminyoo]

& special feature:

[writingforstraykids]

I requested the breeding kink for Channie and Jeongin. Could you add Minho?🤤💌

How often?

Pairing: Chanin | Jeongchan | Minchan | Minjeong (?)

Word Count: 1777

Warnings/Tags: smut, whiny!sub!chan, switch!innie, soft!dom!min, breeding kink, multiple orgasms, begging, threesome

A/N: I do hope you enjoy the mess down there👀🖤

Part of the 💌 event. More here

do not repost, translate, or plagiarize my works in any way here or on other platforms. ©️writingforstraykids 2024 -

Jeongin glanced up curiously as his hyung strolled over. They were currently the only ones home, and he hoped Chan would make some time for him, using the opportunity of their solitude. He chuckled, surprised as the older dropped onto the sofa between his legs and rested his head on his stomach. “You're okay, Channie hyung?” he asked, running his hand through his hair.

“Mhm, I'm okay,” he nodded and gently pushed the hem of his shirt further up, exposing his stomach. Chan practically buried his face in his stomach, inhaling deeply. 

Jeongin frowned softly and scratched his scalp lovingly. “You're sure?” 

“Yes,” Chan nodded quickly and closed his eyes comfortably. He felt overwhelmed by his lover's natural scent, the feeling of his warm skin against his cheek, and his long fingers threading through his hair. “Just thinking.”

“Thinking about what?” he asked curiously, and his eyes widened a little as Chan glanced up at him through his lashes. His pupils grew darker, and he visibly pressed down his hips on the sofa. Oh. 

“It's embarrassing,” he shook his head, nuzzling his nose into his firm tummy.

“I don't mind, it's okay,” he encouraged him, getting curious. 

“I just…remember last time? When you told me to keep your cum in?” he asked, blushing softly at the memory of him writhing beneath his lover in an effort to do as he was told. 

“Yeah,” he breathed out, ears burning up at that memory. Chan had looked heavenly. “Can't stop thinking about that,” he admitted. “You looked so pretty.”

“I…I want you to stuff me with your cum until I'm so full I can't hold it anymore. Make me so full. Give me all your babies and…,” he trailed off as Jeongin picked up on his train of thought. 

“Shit, Channie, didn't expect you to have a breeding kink,” he said, and Chan buried his face in his stomach with a soft groan. “Fuck, okay, yes,” he nodded quickly. 

“Yeah?” he asked softly. “We don't have to.”

“No, I really want to,” he said, biting his lower lip. “Wanna make my hyungie feel good, yeah?”

Chan smiled at him, sweet as ever, dimples showing. “Love you so much, my pretty baby.”

“Mhm, love you too. Now get undressed,” he said and reached down to pull his pants off. 

“Wait, right now?” he asked stunned. 

“You can't promise me all that dirty shit and then expect me to just wait for another time,” he argued and raised his eyebrows at him. 

“Mhm, yeah, okay,” he nodded eagerly and scrambled to his feet. “Upstairs?”

“No, right here,” he shook his head. 

“We-we'll make a mess, Innie,” he tried. 

“Don't care,” he shrugged and shuffled down his pants. 

Chan swallowed at the sight of his dick resting against his stomach, already leaking precum. “I-uh, they'll be back soon.”

“And what's so bad about that, huh? You love being everyone's baby, and I love them watching me ruin you,” he smirked, and Chan blushed heavily before nodding. 

“Okay,” he chuckled shyly and took his shirt off. 

Jeongin smirked and sat up, pulling him into his lap. He kissed him firmly and cupped him through his pants, making Chan mewl and press up against his hand eagerly. Pulling away from the kiss, he met Chan's wide, blown eyes and couldn't stop himself from smiling at the blissed-out look on his face. “So excited already, pretty boy?”

Chan bit back a groan as he pressed his hand down on his aching dick and nodded quickly. “Yes, baby.”

“I'll go grab some lube, yeah? You just get undressed and comfortable,” he told him, and Chan did as he said, getting comfortable on the sofa. Jeongin took his time preparing him, sharing sweet and lazy kisses as he did. He loved how sweet Chan got like this, trusting him fully and handing over all control, letting him do whatever he wanted to. Chan soon got whinier beneath him, writhing and begging for more. How could he deny him?

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Chan would notice that touch no matter when or where. There was something so controlled but soft and loving about it that it could only be him. “Hyung,” he whimpered, nuzzling his face into his hand. His eyes fluttered open, and he smiled, realizing he had been right. 

“What is my kitten doing, hm?” Minho's soft voice sent a shiver down his body, and he couldn't hold back the needy moan leaving his lips. Minho's voice just had that effect on him. “Letting our maknae take care of you?” Minho reached out for Jeongin and gently brushed back his hair. “Such a good boy, taking care of our Channie.”

“Mhm, yes, hyung,” Jeongin moaned softly. “Couldn't stop myself.”

Minho glanced down at Chan writhing on the sofa, continuous weak whimpers leaving him, looking completely blissed out. “How often?” he asked, soothingly running his hand through Chan's sweaty curls. 

“Dunno,” Chan moaned in response. He had lost count of how often Jeongin had made him cum already. 

“Three times,” he answered for him. “But pretty intense, hyungie,” he said and growled as Chan clenched around him with a whimper. “Won't stop begging for more.”

“Wanna be full with your babies,” Chan babbled, no filter anymore. “Please, Innie, don't stop,” he groaned and shuddered with a silent cry as the younger hit his prostate again. 

Minho exchanged a look with Jeongin, and the younger could tell that new discovery took him by surprise. He watched them both for another brief moment before locking eyes with Jeongin. “Slow down, baby.” 

“B-But-,” he whined; he was so close already. 

“Slow down, I don't want you to hurt him,” he said and eyed Chan suspiciously, whose eyes were filling with tears with every hard thrust Jeongin delivered. 

“Okay, hyung,” he gave in and slowed down, looking at him with wide eyes as Chan cried out at the loss of intensity. 

“No, please,” he whimpered. 

Minho gently lifted his head and sat down, letting him rest in his lap. “Channie, my love, you're okay. Doing so well taking Innie like that.”

“I'm a good boy?” he asked timidly, face contorting with pleasure as Jeongin dragged his dick along his prostate. 

“Such a good boy,” Minho nodded fondly and caressed his hair, brushing it off his face. “Feeling good, baby?” he asked their youngest. 

“Yes, hyungie,” he nodded and gently lifted his legs onto his shoulders, changing the angle and thrusting deeper. He leaned down to kiss him, and Chan whimpered deliciously against his lips. 

Minho watched him closely and smirked at the signs of his nearing release. Jeongin was getting more vocal, hips stuttering and thighs trembling. He buried his hand in his hair and pulled him up, chuckling as he made his head heavier to increase the pull. “Look at you,” he said fondly, and Jeongin moaned in response. “Such a good baby, taking care of our Channie boy.”

“Yes, hyung, I took good care of him,” he smiled happily, eyebrows furrowing in pleasure as Chan tensed up, clenching him hard and covering their chests once again. “Fuck,” he moaned out and couldn't control himself, thrusting into Chan hard and desperate for a few times before spilling into him all over again. He dropped down onto him shakily, spent from his own three prior orgasms, and tried to push himself up again as Chan whimpered his name. 

“Shh, baby,” Minho soothingly fondled his hair. “You did so well; let your hyung handle this now.” Minho slipped from beneath Chan and gently lifted Jeongin off him, ensuring he was comfortable beside him. He brushed back his hair and gave him a soft kiss. “If you prepare yourself while I take care of Channie I'll reward you after, yeah?”

“Yes, hyungie, please,” he whispered eagerly, a heavy blush settling on his cheeks. Minho giggled and planted another tiny kiss on his nose and forehead. 

“Minho hyung,” Channie whined and reached out for him. “Need you.”

Minho moved between his thighs and gently fondled them. “Mhm, hyung’s going to take care of you, pretty boy. You're so full already you're making a mess of the sofa. I'll give you one more, and then that's enough for today, yeah?”

“O-Okay,” he nodded, trying to keep it all in until Minho was ready. 

“Alright, pretty boy, relax, yeah?” he asked, and Chan did, wincing softly as some of Jeongin’s cum dribbled down his cheeks. Minho didn't waste much time, easing his dick inside and biting back an obscene moan at the feeling. Chan felt warm and still so tight, walls fluttering as he pushed deeper. “Fuck, you're such a mess,” he groaned at the feeling of pushing Jeongin’s cum deeper into his wet heat. 

Chan beneath him whined deliciously at that comment. Jeongin reached out for him and intertwined their hands as he started preparing himself for Minho later. “Feels so good, hyung,” Chan moaned in pure bliss, and Minho started moving. 

Minho stuck to deep, slow thrusts, not wanting to hurt Chan, who didn’t seem to notice much anymore. His stomach flipped, watching his lover's blissed-out expression and hearing the sweet little sounds leaving his lips. “You two can’t behave for once when I’m gone,” he laughed, and Jeongin snorted in response. 

“Not my fault, I swear,” he told him, moaning softly as his fingers pushed deeper. “Only gave him what he wanted so badly.”

“Min,” Chan whined sweetly beneath him, head falling back. “So close,” he whimpered, and Minho soothingly rubbed his thigh. 

“That’s alright, kitten, you’re doing so well,” he assured him and soothingly kissed him. “Just let go for me, yeah?” he whispered, and Chan whimpered in response before shuddering around him, covering Minho’s shirt. Minho picked up pace and pushed as deep as he could as he came not to waste a single drop. Chan moaned obscenely at the feeling, and if he hadn’t been so tired already, Minho would’ve gone again. He pulled out with a soft grunt and spread Chan’s legs, humming softly at the desperate whimper leaving his hyung’s lips. “Innie baby?” he asked, and the younger hummed softly.

“Wanna help your hyung clean up while I take care of you?” he asked, and Chan’s eyes widened with excitement. 

“Fucks sake, you two are insane,” he breathed out but got settled between Chan’s legs, shoving a pillow beneath him. He smirked at Chan before spreading his cheeks and licking up between them with a sweet moan, collecting Minho’s and his cum. The groan that left his lips as Minho pushed inside him shot vibrations up Chan’s body, making Minho grin. Yeah, that would do it to grant them all some fun. 

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[yngseung]

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[mjamie]

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