#vampire hyungwon

[uh0paque]

Hi I saw a piece of artwork on Twitter and went insane :) have a vampire Hyungwon edit

Feel free to repost as long as you give credit!

(blood alt under the read more <3)

(The goal is for hyungwon to see this and then do it and prove to me he is not a coward)

[babieken]

NOT MY POOR LITTLE MEOW MEOW😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭

[yelhsaart]

[the-clan-x]

2won ~ HyungWonho sexy vampires ♥︎

[sweetestofchaos]

860 - Fluff - 16+ -  Friend to Lovers - Vampire AU - Fantasy AU - Kissing - Blood Drinking - Talks of PMSing

Hyungwon isn’t sure he can keep his secret hidden for much longer

“There is a monster inside and it won’t let me leave you alone”

You look at Hyungwon with wide eyes, the spoon full of ice cream frozen halfway to your mouth. He did not just say that...what the fuck? From your place on the bed, you slowly set the spoon back in the pint of ice cream and sit up, crossing your legs underneath the other.

“Um, Hyungwon...what?”

Hyungwon blinks at the woman sitting on his bed while he sits in the chair by his desk. He blinks slowly, the world around him seeping into his conscience and his mind races to catch up. He said that out loud, didn’t he?

“What?” Hyungwon parrots what his friend of four years questioned, and the air suddenly thickens with a heavy metallic scent. Hyungwon’s nose twitches you jump to your feet, muttering some excuse to run to the bathroom. The door slams shut loudly and Hyungwon inhales deeply, he knows that scent. It’s blood. Hyungwon’s throat starts to burn, and he hisses lowly.

Those dark brown eyes, turn a bright crimson and Hyungwon cruses when he catches his reflection in the mirror on the wall. He closes his eyes and breathes deeply in through his mouth and out through his nose. He needs to claim down, it’s just a period. There is no need for him to lose control. It’s not like Hyungwon hasn’t been around you while you were pmsing but it is the first time that Hyungwon is around for the first day or maybe he should consider it the first night.

Fuck.

Hyungwon can hear the footsteps coming back towards the room and he bites his lower lip, quickly cursing when his fangs break the skin. A perfect drop of blood, pearls to the surface and Hyungwon groans as he sucks on his lip.

“You okay in here?” 

Your voice startles Hyungwon, for a moment he let himself indulge in the twisted part of who he really is. No longer feelings that rug like burn in his throat, Hyungwon opens his eyes and licks his lips.

“Shouldn’t I be asking you that question?”

He can smell the blood as it sits behind your cheeks, hot from embarrassment. Hyungwon clears his throat and watches as you sit back on the bed, the ice cream forgotten on the nightstand. 

“If I didn’t know any better, I would say you planed this little sleepover around my period.”

Hyungwon laughs with a shake of his head, “I’m not that attuned to your needs, my dear.”

You smile at Hyungwon’s laugh, knowing that’s a lie and tucks a runaway curl back underneath your bonnet. “No?” You quirk an eyebrow and stand from the bed. Hyungwon watches you, each step you take brings you closer and closer until you’re sitting prettily in Hyungwon’s lap. Your legs hang over the side of his thighs and your chest is pressed against his own.

Hyungwon wraps his arms around your waist and lets the warmth of your skin melt away the chill that lingers in his veins. “What are you doing, darling?”

“Can’t a girl sit in her friends lap and cuddle?” You trail your fingers up the length of Hyungwon’s chest and clasp them around the collar of his shirt. “You look worried.”

Hyungwon’s fingers dig into your hip, and he licks his lips, “Seems you’re in a playful mood tonight...is that wise in your current situation?”

There is a dark twinkle in your eyes as you stare Hyungwon down. Leaning in, the warmth of your breath heats Hyungwon’s skin and your lips brush his lightly. 

“I’ve always liked playing with the monsters under my bed.”

Before Hyungwon can stop himself, his lips are on yours. The kiss is wild and mess, spit and tongues mixing. It’s a misstep on his part as he tries to pull away and accidently bites your bottom lip. You whine at the sudden pain but don’t pull away. The scent is madding, the taste...Hyungwon groans and he licks at your lip, sucking the blood away hungerly. 

You moan and slides your hands around Hyungwon’s neck, pulling him in closer, tighter as you shiver. The slide of his fangs under your tongue is like playing with fire. Beautiful and dangerous. It feels like you’re swimming amounts sharks...terrifying and freeing. Hyungwon pulls away slowly once the cut on your lip heals. His eyes, ruddy and fierce make you smile as you cup his cheek.

Hyungwon’s words won’t come out, if he were still alive, he would surely be struggling to breath. You peck his lips once, twice, three times before nuzzling your nose against his own.

“How did you know?” Hyungwon whispers and you giggle surprised he hasn’t figured it out. Hyungwon tightens his hold on your hips and repeats his question.

“Your scent...all vampires smell like sage mixed with something.”

“M-my scent?” Hyungwon raises an eyebrow. “Aren’t you human?”

You can’t help but laugh, a human? Adorable. Before Hyungwon can speak again, a gentle woosh catches his attention. Looking to the right, Hyungwon’s eyes take in the blue and yellow silky wings before him.

“A fairy?” Hyungwon laughs. “I should have known.”

[girls4liyah]

welcome to my world ︴ning yi zhuo

ning yi zhuo x female reader ⬳ pair.

ningning gets dared to visit a cemetery, but she doesn’t expect to find a scary, horny demon with a penchant for getting into trouble there. she doesn’t expect to fuck you, either. ⬳ sum.

noncon to dubcon, demon!reader, dom!reader, human!ningning, mentions of murder, intoxicated ningning (this is mentioned once and never brought up again), cheating, anal sex, tentacle sex, none of this is ethical behavior ⬳ content.

3k ⬳ wc.

“And one more thing,” Yeji starts, throwing you a strict look. 

You groan, throwing your hands up in irritation, “I know, I know. Don’t get into trouble. You do not have to give the monologue again.”

“Do you know? Maybe I should give it again, y’know, for safe measure,” Yeji huffs, arms folded. Her yellow eyes are glowing in exasperation as the memory of the last time you went off-script unfolds behind them. “The last time we let you meander outside the underworld, you killed a human.”

“So? People die all the time.”

“You bit her. With your teeth. Injected venom into her bloodstream.”

“I’m still not seeing the issue.”

“We have unique teeth and venom from, say, earthly beings,” Yeji snaps, “People will get suspicious. You’re lucky we have connections or your ass would be hot. Literally.”

You throw her a wry smile. So maybe you got a little carried once or twice. Possibly five times. No big deal. At worst, all those humans would just start to believe in vampires. It’s not like they could prove random pretty girls were being targeted by horny demons. 

Humans don’t know anything about demons at all. There’s so much more to you than evil red horns and sinister faces. You live in a society with other demons and you’re much more familiar to humans than they believe.

“Relax,” you chirp in a way that has Yeji running her hands through her hair, frustrated. When you say it like that, she can’t help but not relax. “I’ll be an angel.”

Yeji visibly recoils at that word. Not the word itself, maybe, just the fact that it leaves your mouth of all people. “Just get out of my sight. I can’t save you if Hyungwon finds out you killed another girl.”

You scoff, “What’s he gonna do? Kill me? I’m already dead, babe.”

“Don’t press your luck,” a masculine voice says in a clipped tone from behind you.

You turn, spotting Hyungwon, grim as always. You’d say it would kill this guy to smile, but he, too, is already very dead. “Hyungwon!” you sing, “The man of the hour and just the guy I wanted to see—”

“Save it,” Hyungwon spits, having none of your acts, “You have twenty-four hours. If you’re not back by then, I revoke your privileges for a year. If you kill another human, I revoke your privileges for a year. Am I clear?”

You bite your lip to fight an irritated scowl, not one to be bossed around, but you suck it up. “Crystal, sir.”

Ningning waves the flashlight around loosely. It’s pretty thick; heavy, makes her wrist hurt. But it was big and she was surrounded by nothing but pitch black darkness and dead people who were probably a mere heap of bones by now. 

She hates her friends. All of them. She hates Karina for suggesting they play truth or dare. She hates Giselle for daring her to go to a creepy, dark cemetery after the sun has already set and she can’t even see the clouds. She hates Winter for not agreeing to come with her, letting her wander all alone.  

You won’t be alone, she said. You’ll have a handy-dandy flashlight, she said. 

On the bright side, despite the fact that Ningning can hardly see anything at all, the cemetery doesn’t look like something completely out of a horror movie. It’s not foggy out and the moon isn’t full. It’s not cold and the trees are thick with leaves that she’s sure are green. Instead, there are no stars and the moon is concealed by dark shrouds of mass. 

Which might be a little worse. 

Just an hour. She only has to withstand this torment for an hour and she can go back to Winter’s apartment—maybe without any severe trauma, she hopes. Checking her watch, the one her boyfriend got her last year for her birthday, she notes that she’s been here a grand total of five fucking minutes. 

I’m not gonna make it, Ningning tells herself, losing all hope within the first few minutes. I’m not gonna make it, I’m not gonna make it, I’m not gonna make it—

She hears a rustle, immediately turning on the balls of her feet, and lets out a tiny, shocked squeak. She waves the flashlight around but sees nothing. Because why the fuck would anyone be in a cemetery at three in the fucking morning? Hell, she shouldn’t even be here her damn self. 

It’s probably just some random critter, like a squirrel or whatever the hell else roams around at night. Maybe it’s a bird. Are they nocturnal? Ningning doesn’t really know. Bless her heart. 

She doesn’t even know why she agreed to this. She could have easily said no, though of course they would have made her down an entire bottle of disgusting beer and she’s already had three—so it’s even worse that she’s intoxicated in the middle of nowhere by herself, but it’s not like anyone in their right mind would be here. 

There’s another sound. Ningning turns again, shrilly shrieking out in terror, but when she tries to use the stupid flashlight it only flickers before rendering itself entirely useless. “Fuck,” she groans, throwing the flashlight. 

“Ow, shit!”

Ningning startles when she hears a string of profanities, because she’s not the one to say them. She can’t see at all now, but just the knowledge of someone being there alone has her shuddering. 

“Who’s there?” she asks, glancing around, trying to find the source of the noise, but she doesn’t really know where she is.

Suddenly, the flashlight flickers back on, but she’s not the one holding it. The light is shining at her. “You forgot to turn it on, dear. See, like this,” you demonstrate, “On, off. On, off. On—”

“I’m not stupid,” Ningning hisses, crossing her arms. 

You snicker, coming into view, “Could’ve fooled me.”

Ningning stills when she sees you, actually sees you. She sees your completely black eyes, lacking any color at all. She sees your long braids. She sees your horns protruding out of your head. She sees the lines on your skin that look like vines almost, and it chills her to the bare bone. 

She steps back, eyes widening, “What are you?”

“Nothing important,” you mumble, focusing on your prize. She’s got to be the most beautiful girl you’ve ever seen — human or not. She has the prettiest round eyes, the sweetest quivering lips. You’ve been observing her in half amusement, half curiosity for the past ten minutes, and you have no clue why this random human girl is wandering around a cemetery in short, tight pajamas, but you won’t get caught complaining. 

Your tongue passes your teeth, and Ningning sees your eyes shoot pink with hunger. It frightens her. 

Ningning tries to run, but one of your braids fly out to grab her, pulling her back to you. She glances at you, cheeks wet with fresh tears and she frantically begs, “No, no, no. Please let me go.”

Had Hyungwon and Yeji not gotten on your last nerve earlier, you might’ve showed her some mercy — no you wouldn’t have, but having them to blame your urges on makes you feel better — but you’re just so angry, and she looks like the perfect way to blow off some steam. 

Swiping a tear out of her eye with your thumb, scalding hot skin and sharp talons gently brushing against her cheek in a way that makes her tense, you coo adoringly, “What’s your name, pretty?”

“Ningning,” she sniffles softly. 

Even her name is cute. You’re going to have a fun time with this one. 

Setting her on the dirt, watching her trying to get away again, you chuckle at her naivety and restrain her with the rest of your brains without moving a finger. You lower yourself to her body, ignoring how she squirms and pleas for help. Your attention is drawn to how the tight tee hugs her breast and you poke a hole into the shirt with your claws, stretching it until her tits pop out. 

“Stop!” Ningning cries. “I have a boyfriend!” 

“That’s cute. Don’t worry, I’ll send you back to him in good shape,” you whisper carelessly. Then your head tilts in thought, wondering if you can keep that promise. “Probably.”

Your uncertainty doesn’t console Ningning in the slightest, but she has to admit, it’s a little hot that you’re a… whatever you are. She’s never seen anything like you. She’s scared to death, but also a little turned on. 

Her tits are so soft, you realize while fondling them. When your fingers pinch her nipples, she accidentally moans, and she would cover her mouth if she wasn’t fully restrained by your braids. If she wasn’t powerless. 

She wonders why your hands are so warm, it feels like you’re burning her skin whenever you touch her. You wonder why you didn’t spot a find like her on your past visits to earth, but it’s probably a good thing. You, though not on purpose, would have killed her. She’s too perfect to die. 

Thinking about the girls you happened to have killed makes you remember why you’re so angry in the first place and you start to get irritated. It’s not your fault if you lose control sometimes when you’re fucking these girls. Fuck, not when they look so pretty, with their scared eyes and cute faces. Not when they taste so good and they’re so tight—now you can’t help but think of how Ningning tastes and how small her pussy must be. 

Ningning moves to her hands and knees but not on her own accord, but because your braids move her. “What are you doing?” She asks innocently.

“Don’t worry, Ningning,” you say, grinning cheekily. “It’ll feel so good.”

Ningning gasps when you rip her tiny shorts off, then her panties, and you find it so cute that they’re so wet, sticking to her cunt. Before you ripped them to shreds, at least. Ningning, against her better judgment, gets excited at the thought of you fucking her, wiggling her ass a little.

You growl, a sound that makes Ningning giggle, although a little terrifying. She’s oblivious, though, when you grope her cunt and damp your palm with her wetness, just moaning at the feeling of being toyed with. She’s oblivious when you spread her juices all over her ass. She’s oblivious when you slide down your pants, freeing a tentacle from your underwear. 

“I’m gonna fuck you now,” you warn while sinking to your knees, which is nice enough, although you’re feeling anything but. 

Ningning’s visibly anticipating it, her pussy still leaking with all her wet fluids. So much for her having a boyfriend. To be fair, though, the poor guy wouldn’t believe you if you told him that his sweet girlfriend was slutting herself out to a demon — in a cemetery, no less. So, really, there’s no point in confessing to the act. 

She’s disturbed when she feels it, the slick rod slithering around her rim, confused as it dips inside her ass and not her pussy. She gasps, but you don’t have the patience to stop, impaling her on your long tentacle, fitting as much as you can in one swift go. It’s too long for her pussy, especially as tiny and frankly tight as it is. 

Conflicted, Ningning stills in shock. She doesn’t know whether or not she should ask you what the hell that is inside her, or tell you that you’re in the wrong hole. She writhes, seeming to forget that there’s nowhere to go, trapped by every inch of you as you force her into a cage of yourself. 

“Where you going, pretty?” You ask, laughing at her desperation. You like that nickname on her. It’s fitting. 

“Wrong hole,” she exhales with half a breath, like you knocked the wind out of her. “No, pull out! Wrong—”

“Right,” you hiss, already drawing yourself in and out of her, face twisting. “It’s the right hole, baby.”

Tears prick Ningning’s eyes as you fuck her unprepared ass, her hand slipping out of the dirt as she reaches behind herself to make you quit it, but her arm is grabbed again by one of your braids that obey your every command like little serving serpents. 

“B-but,” she stammers, evidently worried. “I’ve never… I’ve never been fucked there before.”

Something about that just lights up the biggest spark in you. “Never?”

Ningning shakes her head, and you wish you could see her eyes, knowing that they’re so round with innocent twinkles. 

“Fuck,” you hiss loudly, but it’s not really an issue. What, are you gonna wake up the dead? “Guess I’ll have to break you in, huh? Send you back home with a couple of pointers for your boyfriend.”

Ningning only blinks at the mention of her boyfriend that she’d seemingly been so loyal to only moments ago, and she seems to remember for the first time in a minute that she’s vowed to a commitment, but it’s forgotten in the same instant as she feels you press inside her fleshy ass and her head tips back, a sweet-sounding, light noise filling your ears. 

Her ass is so pretty and tight, and it’s all that you can think about. It’s such a shame that her boyfriend’s never fucked her there, but not for you. Matter of fact, you love that you’re her first. You love that no one’s ever felt what you’re feeling right now, like it’s something especially reserved for you. 

You don’t want to send her back to her boyfriend, really. You want to keep her with you like a pet, take her to the underworld and fuck her holes whenever you please. Yeji and Hyungwon would never approve, though — guardians of the underworld and all — and somehow that only upsets you even more, fucking her sloppy holes rougher. 

She arches her back, and it’s the prettiest arch, too. The prettiest arch you’ve ever seen. You hiss, slapping your palm against her ass. Ningning cries out, and you’ve heard that blend of pleasure and pain before, recognize it as something all too familiar. It comes with the territory. 

You ease up, letting your braids slacken, knowing she won’t try to get away from you anymore. Not with the sinful sounds that sound like music to your ears and how she lets you use her ass, lets you have your way with her entirely, like every rational thought has been fucked out of her fuzzy brain and the idea of preserving herself for survival doesn’t even occur to her anymore. 

Instead she’s more focused on being such a slut, reaching behind herself again, not to stop you, but to spread her ass for you. The sight is something out of your dreams, you’ve never been more thankful for your excellent vision. That’s when you know she has you, and from her giggles, she knows it too. 

“You’re such a nasty little thing,” you chide, smacking her ass again. She whimpers, her soaked pussy tightening around nothing. “Spreading yourself for a demon?”

Finally able to put a name to the monster she’s exposed to, corrupting her. You’re so deep inside her, as deep as you can go, because if you could go any deeper without hurting her too much, you would. She knows that you have more to offer — she accidentally felt your slippery, slick tentacle when she reached behind her back. It’s raw and slimy, gushing inside her ass. She loves it so much now, babbling about how full she feels.

“Yeji and Hyungwon don’t know what they’re talking about,” you rant mindlessly, not caring that you’re exposing your world. Ningning can tell that you’re upset from the tone you ramble in, she could tell from the pace you fuck her with. “I can protect you. Other demons would only destroy your precious soul in minutes, I would take care of you. I’d never let anything take you.”

Ningning’s not sure what you’re going on about, but she’s gone too dumb to care, just agreeing, “Uh huh, y-yeah. Please.”

“Shit,” you curse, because she’s so much, but not enough. You extend another four tentacles that Ningning didn’t even know you had, stuffing two up her soaked pussy and forcing one inside her mouth. The other one joins the one in her ass, because they’re not too thick for her to take, too thin.

Ningning’s noises are muffled against your tentacle, but if she could, she would go on and on about how full she is. She thought she was full before, but that was nothing compared to now, how over occupied she is. You’ve filled all her holes and she feels like she’s floating. It hurts, but it doesn’t. There’s something so mysterious about it. Something so enigmatic that she’ll never understand. 

You desperately want to bite her, but for once in your life, you try to have some control. She can’t die. Not after you just went on your whole spill about how you would protect her, and you weren’t just saying words, you really, really do want to keep her safe. Even if it means from yourself. Yeji would be proud — if you left out all the other details of this tryst. 

In fact, there’s only one real reason why she’s less strict than Hyungwon.

Ningning gets the most surreal feeling and it’s not just the knot in her gut, growing with every thrust. She’s getting off to being fucked not just by some stranger, but by something she thought she’d only see in her dreams. A demon with horns and slimy tentacles that stroke her in all of the right places. Her pussy is gushing around you, her tongue is warm and flat, and her ass is so tight and small.

No human has ever gotten her this aroused. She’s dripping onto you and it’s borderline embarrassing, because all she can think about is the fact that you’re a demon using her holes. Fuck, she doesn’t know why, but that thought alone is making quick work of her. 

She shoves gently at the tentacle occupying her mouth, because she doesn’t want to hurt you, and asks sweetly with a hoarse throat, “W-what’s your name?”

“Y/N,” you whisper. 

And she almost screams it. The last push hits, the waves come in, and everything breaks loose, and she cries your name in between a string of expletives as her pussy spasms around your tentacles in orgasm. It’s the most intense one she’s ever had, making her whole body quiver and the world around her reel as she starts to feel lightheaded. 

You’re not finished, though. She notices that immediately. It drives her mad, the overstimulation. She’s so sensitive that she thinks she can’t handle it, whining, “Too much—”

“Take it,” you order sharply. 

“I can’t.”

The tentacle is back in her mouth in a matter of seconds to shut her up, your braids back to restraining her as she attempts to sneak away, but you won’t let her go. Not before you’re finished with her, done using her. Ningning’s not used to this. Not used to the stretch, not used to pleasure to this extent, not used to the overstimulation. She just feels like a set of holes for you to fuck. 

“You don’t know what you’re talking about, pretty,” you convince her. “You can take it for me. It’s what you were meant to do.”

Ningning hums, bobbing her head around you as she sucks you off greedily. Gobbling is a better word. It keeps her attention while your thumb massages her ass, and she grinds her ass back against you, too. The most inconsistent girl in the world. 

She’s like a rot, corrupting you from head to toe. It makes you burn, makes you wish you could fuck her forever, because you would. She’s perfect, and you don’t throw that word around loosely. She’s making you lose your grip in a different way than any other mortal has, in a way that’s probably dangerous, too, but you can’t be bothered to care. 

Thoughts of keeping her consume you alive. That’s all it really takes for you to blow your load, a couple more slams before you halt entirely, moaning her name too loudly. “Shit, Ningning—”

She moans, too, you feel it around one of your tentacles. It fills her everywhere — sticky, gooey cum, seeping into her ass and her pussy and her mouth. Ningning tries to swallow all of your cum, but it’s too much, dripping down her chin messily. It’s why she doesn’t feel empty when you at last pull out of her holes, because this icky substance is keeping her nice and full. 

“Oh my god,” Ningning whispers. She’s ironically never felt more alive. “That was so…” Perfect. 

Her chest heaves, her entire body drenched in sweat and slime and goo. It’s nasty, she feels nasty, but she likes it, too. She doesn’t think of how she’ll get back to Winter’s apartment when she looks the way she looks and her clothes are nonexistent. Thanks to you. 

Then it hits you, after climaxing. It wouldn’t matter, really, if Hyungwon banned you from visiting earth, if you snuck Ningning to the underworld. 

Your world. 

“C’mon, pretty,” you say with a coquettish grin, helping her stand. “I just had a bad idea.”

[iibonniee]

All Eyes on Her

Pairing: Minhyuk x Reader x Hyungwon x Kihyun

Genre: Smut

Warnings: foursome, oral (fem and male receiving), unprotected sex, double penetration, facial, masturbation, cum eating

Rating: R

Word Count: 7.2k

Summary: There was only so many ways to piss off her roommates. Going out without their knowledge was the top of that list

Masterlist | Tags: @beautifulworldandmore @kyunnielove @iamkyunie @doveslittlekpoparchive @dessianna1

(huge shoutout to @spacequokka for the proof reading and hype!)

The city was ablaze with Halloween spirit; twinkling orange lights adorned every lamppost while smiling pumpkins stared down from each window. The usual humdrum of the city had morphed into a chorus of high-pitched laughter and teasing catcalls, echoing against the walls of the high-rises.

Amidst the crowd of excited buzz and anticipation, individuals wander with faces hidden behind masks, from classic vampires to slutty nurses, each strutting their raunchiest and most creative costumes. There was an electrifying tang of mischief and lust in the air, the boundaries of common decency momentarily put at bay with the scapegoat of horror-themed revelry.

Skimpy witches revealing a little too much ‘hocus pocus,’ flirtatious vampires showcasing more than just their canines, and provocatively dressed devils smirking at their sinful antics sauntered down the bustling streets, their laughter rising into the chilled air. While the cityscape was a treat, the people were the spectacle under the Halloween moon.

A palpable excitement fizzled through the crowd as they flocked towards the city’s center, where grand parades, Halloween parties, and bars offering dangerously potent ‘witches brew’ awaited them. The chilling thrill of Halloween quickly ignited into a fiery celebration, prophesizing a night of reckless abandon and racy encounters.

As the night fell, the city became the perfect playground for these supernatural imposters, ready to indulge in their darkest fantasies. The ‘trick or treat’ didn’t concern candies anymore, and the only spell that mattered was the intoxicating stimulant of the night - wild, wicked, and wonderfully suggestive.

As if on cue, the city’s heartbeat quickened, mirroring the palpable pulse that thrummed through the mingle of Halloween revelers. Y/N, lost in the sea of provocative costumes and devilish laughter, somehow managed to weave through the boisterous crowd. Three of her friends, who had decided to venture into the night together, barely noticed her sneaking past—such was the intoxicating allure of the Halloween spectacle.

Y/N took a hasty gulp from the mysterious concoction in her hand, the ominous label of ‘witches brew’ at the bar only fueling her adventurous spirit. Its potent ingredients quickly washed over her, a familiar haze clouding her vision. The alcohol warmed her veins, the heady sensation making her limbs feel heavy yet oddly cheerful. At the same time, the crowd around her swayed like an intoxicating dance of shadows.

Pumped up on the adrenaline and the dangerously potent brew, she felt bold and invincible. She was just another face hidden behind a risqué costume, seduced by the promise of reckless abandonment. Embracing the night’s madness, she let herself be swept up in the waves of laughter and playful catcalls.

Her world was spinning, the city lights blurring to form endless streams of orange and black. The pounding music from nearby parties became a pulsating rhythm in her chest, the enticing beat luring her further into the night’s embrace. The roommates, the rules, the norm – everything that caged her was forgotten, lost in the hedonistic pursuit of a Halloween adventure. Y/N was perfectly adrift in the Halloween ocean, ready to plunge into whatever wickedly delightful encounters the night had in store for her.

Suddenly, the buzz of her phone broke through the symphony of raucous laughter and pulsating music. Fumbling in her small purse, Y/N retrieved her disobedient phone, squinting at the sudden bright light. The screen displayed a flurry of messages, quickly piling up from her roommates, who had noticed her absence.

“Y/N? Are you okay?”

“You’re not at the apartment!”

“Weren’t you feeling unwell? Where did you go?”

Their messages were tinged with worry and mild reprimand; they hadn’t expected her to ignore their advice and dive into the wild tangle of Halloween nightlife. At any other time, a pang of guilt might have washed over her. But tonight, under the spell of intoxication, cloaked in the stringency of her risque costume, Y/N felt free, audaciously untamed.

With a dismissive laugh, she typed a quick, vague reply: “I’m out; don’t worry. Just embracing the night.” Before the incoming reply could pull her to reality, she silenced her phone and shoved it back into her purse.

Reality and its naggings could wait; tonight was all about stepping into a world of fantastic desires. Drowned in the seductive whispers of the festival, she allowed herself to be adrift in the giddy ocean of celebration. 

Her roommates, their well-intentioned rules, and worrying had no place here. As she moved deeper into the city’s pulsating heart, Y/N felt an exciting sense of freedom. She was alone - lost yet freed, intoxicated yet in control. Redefining the limits, she plunged further into the intoxicating fervor, ready for whatever wickedly delightful encounters the night had in store.

Y/N drank in the freedom. She was free from Kihyun’s alert gaze, constantly scrutinizing those who dared enter her personal space. There were no towering presences of Hoseok and Hyunwoo, ready to scare off any potential troublemakers, no Minhyuk lingering around her ‘just in case.’ Minhyuk, Kihyun, and Hyunwon, who had decided on a quieter night in, were far from the raucous festivities of the city center. 

Meanwhile, Hyunwoo, Hoseok, Jooheon, and Changkyun were lost in their own adventures, leaving Y/N to navigate through the irresistible maze of the night, undisturbed and unhindered.

For Y/N, this was uncharted territory - exciting, intoxicating, and filled with an array of wicked possibilities. The Halloween spirits danced around her, caressing her senses and painting her vision with a tantalizing kaleidoscope of adventures. Echoed chuckles, flirtatious banter, and enticing rhythms led her deeper into the city’s pulsating heart, where the intoxicating fervor of Halloween was brewing at its peak.

Unrestrained and unhindered, she was lulled by the siren call of the city’s enchanting revelry. Her senses were filled with the intoxicating allure of the night, promising a treasure trove of wickedly delightful experiences beneath the Halloween moon.

The unplanned glamour of the night, free from the watchful eyes of her roommates, offered Y/N a wild freedom. With each heartbeat matching the risque rhythm of the Halloween sway, she was ready to hitch a ride on the Halloween roller-coaster and let it take her wherever it wandered.

The club was inviting, a beckoning call for anyone who dared to enter. The line was long, a promise of fun if the wait would be granted. Her eyes followed the crowd of drunken and giggling bystanders laughing at anything and everything. Halloween always felt like a night to let loose.

As Y/N stepped into the disorienting embrace of the club, she found her way to the bar, ordering drinks that fizzled and popped in neon hues, mirroring the hedonistic surge running through her veins. She allowed herself to get lost in the pulsating music and the intoxicating drink in hand, her worries slowly dissolving in the pounds of the bass. 

Suddenly, amidst the crowd, she noticed a figure moving towards her. The male was dressed as a Kingpin, with a playful smirk and an inviting gaze; he made his way through the crowd. He perched onto the stool beside her, his overwhelmingly charismatic charm barely concealed. He began to flirt, his words a mix of praises and playful banter, aiming to enthrall and captivate. 

Her intoxication amplified the already intense charm radiating from him. Her defenses lowered and her guard down. And just like that, a potentially dangerous scenario was painted; Y/N’s actions were guided by the impulsive rush of alcohol, the stranger’s intentions hidden under the playful banter, and the unforgettable night carrying on its unpredictable stride.

“And what are you supposed to be?” He finally asked the burning question. His smirk never left his face as she realized the alcohol had taken over him. “You have been driving me crazy.”

“Well, tonight, I’m nobody. Just here to enjoy the night,” Y/N slurred, her voice full of alcohol-induced delight. The man chuckled, introducing himself as Jungkook with a voice as smooth as the whiskey she held in her hand.

Jungkook, moving even closer to her, whispered playfully, matching her audacious tone, “Then nobody, you sure know how to attract attention.”

Caught in Jungkook’s entrapping charisma, Y/N was further intoxicatingly entertained by his flirtatious banter. The room was spinning, the colors merging into one, and the sounds became a distant echo. She was, however, rudely brought back to reality by a distinct, familiar voice slicing through the music.

“Y/N, have you lost your mind?!” Kihyun rushed towards them and, with a swiftness that misrepresented his anger, placed himself between her and Jungkook. The fury evident in his voice and expressions was enough to bring the room’s spinning carousel to a jarring halt. As he forced her to stand, he physically distanced her from Jungkook, the lingering intoxication started wearing off, replaced by the chilling realization of her actions. Despite the immeasurable confusion, one fact was clear: the night was far from over, and it wouldn’t be easily forgotten.

“Kihyun?” She gasped suddenly, aware of her roommate’s presence. The more time that had passed, the more she realized that Kihyun had turned his attention to Jungkook. 

“Isn’t she a piece of work?” Jungkook muttered to Kihyun, utterly unfazed by the tension. His words, intended to provoke, met their target. Kihyun’s glare intensified, his body stiffening as he towered over Jungkook.

“Y/N isn’t here for your amusement, Jungkook,” Kihyun retorted, the sharp tone of his voice owning the immediate space around them. “So I suggest you fuck off.”

Despite the rising conflict, Jungkook merely smirked, goading him further. “Oh, she seemed pretty amused just now, didn’t she?”

Those words threw Kihyun over the edge. “She’s had enough for the evening, Jungkook. This is your only warning. We both know your track record here so station your charm somewhere else before I forget about my respect for this place.” threatened Kihyun, his voice dangerously low.

Caught between the tension of the two, Y/N was jolted to sobriety, the remnants of her euphoria fizzling out, replaced by the harsh reality and an all too familiar sense of worry. The flare in Kihyun’s eyes made her realize this wasn’t simply about an overprotective friend; this was about something much more tangled, their past colliding with the present all at once.

“Kihyun…” She tried, only to be shot down once she noticed how his glaring eyes snapped back to her. Once she realized that he wasn’t going to calm down, she sucked in her breath, wishing that the alcohol that was mixed in her veins didn’t wear off as quickly as it did.

Ignoring her meek attempt to interject, Kihyun fixed his glare back on Jungkook. “This isn’t a joke, Jungkook. You are crossing a line here,” he hissed, making his irate state clear to everyone in their immediate vicinity. “Keep trying stupid shit, and I promise you, you won’t like what comes after.”

Unfazed, Jungkook laughed, “Seems like somebody needs to chill a little, hey Y/N?”

Before Y/N could even open her mouth to respond, Jungkook, sensing the opportunity to further provoke Kihyun, chimed in again, “You better keep her close, Kihyun. Or she might just end up in my bed next time.” With that, he chuckled, the sound echoing loudly in the otherwise noisy room. “Can’t let a beautiful thing like her out of your sight.”

Kihyun’s glare turned into a furious stare, and without another word, he shoved Jungkook back. The force surprised those nearby, and a hush fell upon their immediate surroundings. “She is not an object to be won,” Kihyun growled menacingly. “So I suggest you watch your tongue.”

Turning back towards Y/N, he grabbed her hand and pulled her towards the exit, leaving a smirking Jungkook and stunned spectators behind. The drive back home was tense, with Kihyun’s anger still palpable. 

He picked up his phone and dialed their housemates, recounting the night’s incidents in a heated tone. Throughout it all, Y/N sat quietly in the passenger seat, sipping her water and coming to terms with the night’s unsettling revelations.

As Kihyun began retelling the happenings of the night, his knuckles turned white, gripping the steering wheel with such intensity it bellowed of his still simmering rage. He took a deep breath, trying to calm himself down as he tried to tell the story.

“She was in a bar on the other side of fucking town. Jungkook was there being a fucking pest and snuggling up to her as if he knew… Y/N you should know all the shit he’s done.” his voice trailed off, replaced by a bitterness Y/N could taste even from her spot in the passenger seat.

With every grumbled sentiment and colorful adjective, Kihyun painted Jungkook as the embodiment of disrespect and insolence. His rant was punctuated occasionally by his grip tightening on the wheel, each outburst coinciding with a particularly vehement part of his tirade.

Y/N could only sit silently, absorbing his anger and the weight of his words. Despite the anger directed towards Jungkook, part of her couldn’t help but feel the sinking sensation that she was also to blame. As the car moved steadily along the deserted roads, the silence stretching between them threatened to unveil the underlying issues she was trying to avoid.

Once they arrived at the apartment, its comfort was replaced with an atmosphere of stark disappointment. Waiting for them, Minhyuk and Hyungwon looked up, their faces filled with concern and evident disapproval. She shivered at their piercing gaze, shying away and trying to make herself look small as Kihyun told the two the story of what happened once more.

“Jungkook acted like he’d won a prize, treating Y/N as an item,” Kihyun informed them, his words laced with biting contempt as a tearing anger shook his voice. Turning his frustrated gaze on her, he didn’t hold back. “You played along. You laughed at his indecent jokes, making him believe you enjoyed his attention. It was crude, Y/N, and you seemed to revel in it,” he accused, the hurt evident in his tightened voice. “Tell me, what was that?”

Y/N felt a wave of guilt crash over her as she caught Minhyuk and Hyungwon’s piercing stares - they held the same disappointment that Kihyun had vocalized. She took a deep breath, opening her mouth but quickly shutting it once she realized all she would spill out was utter lies.

“If you want to behave like a whore, getting passed around as if it’s a game, we can ensure that it becomes your reality.” Kihyun declared, his tone filled with an unexpected, unsettling fury.

Against the attack of bitter accusations, something unexpected stirred within Y/N. It was not the guilt or the shame that was meant to follow such a degrading tirade - instead, it was a thrilling heat. His words, cruel and harsh as they were, sparked an intensity within her, a reaction she was struggling to understand, much less control. As Kihyun’s bitterness continued to pour, Y/N felt the bizarre feeling twist, churning into a strange form of excitement. His anger and dominance somehow translated into an unlikely stimulus, opening the door to a place within herself she had never explored before. 

Sensing the change in herself, Y/N found an odd sense of power, soaking in the scorching onslaught of accusations, transforming them into fuel for her unexpected defiance. Gathering her courage, she responded to Kihyun’s hostility with a cheeky retort that completely derailed him.

“Is that a threat…or a promise, Kihyun?” she bit back, a hint of rebellion dancing in her eyes.

The bold question hung heavy in the silent room, thick with growing tension. Kihyun’s eyes widened at the unanticipated challenge, soon replaced by a dangerous glint. He tilted his head, studying Y/N’s transformed demeanor. This was a side of her he had never seen, and despite the initial shock, the intrigued in him woke up with a start. An unsettling thrill slowly replaced his initial anger, and a surge of desire began to cloud his judgment. 

Y/N’s snide retort might have ignited another wave of anger. Still, this time, it was mixed with a spark of unexpected exhilaration that was impossible to ignore. The air between them crackled with an unspoken challenge, a brewing storm that promised a level of intensity neither had experienced before.

“Okay then, let’s see how long you’ll last playing this game,” Kihyun drawled darkly, his voice promising dangerous games. 

As Kihyun commanded Y/N to step towards him with a finger, his intimidating aura took over the room. There was a silence as she walked over, her gaze steady, accepting his challenge. Stopping before him, he wordlessly turned her around so her back was against his chest. He slowly brought his hands up to her body, his touch causing her to instinctively hold her breath. His hands lingered at her waist for a moment before sliding upwards at a dangerously slow pace. 

Her eyes involuntarily flicked towards Minhyuk and Hyungwon. Seeing their intense gazes upon her fueled an unusual thrill, a sense of being wanted. Kihyun wrapped one arm around her waist, and the other began to explore, his fingers drawing lazy circles on her exposed skin. The room was filled with an electrifying tension as the three men watched Y/N, her expression reflected in their eyes. 

Y/N could feel the heat of Kihyun’s breath against her neck and the hardness of his body against her back. It was a power play, and she decided to call his bluff. Biting her lip, she leaned her head back on Kihyun’s shoulder, meeting his eyes with a challenging gaze. She was playing with fire, but it was a game she was willing to partake in. The anticipation, mixed with the exhilarating thrill of the unknown, had set the room ablaze, rapidly igniting a spark that promised of a rough encounter. 

“Look at them,” Kihyun’s command was a whisper against her ear, his hot breath sending shivers down her spine. Obediently, she turned her gaze towards Minhyuk and Hyungwon, who had been quiet spectators until now, their expressions a mixture of anticipation and desire. “They look so hungry, don’t they?”

Kihyun’s arm snaked around to her front, his hand beginning to explore her upper body. His touch was electrifying, sending an adrenaline rush through her veins, her body tingling in response. As his hand found her breasts, Y/N couldn’t help but let out a soft moan, her body instinctively arching into his touch. He smirked at her reaction, his ego stoked by her enjoyment of his touch. 

“You love being the center of attention, don’t you?” he asked, a teasing edge to his words. His hand continued to deftly manipulate her breasts, and her breath hitched, an undeniable wave of pleasure washing over her. As Kihyun’s skillful touch continued to stir her pleasure, Y/N’s mind surrendered to the overwhelming sensations, forgetting everything else at that moment.

“Just say the word Y/N, and tonight we will break you.” Kihyun’s words were a dangerous promise, a challenge that sent the room into a heart-stopping silence. The power dynamic had shifted, the game reaching a new, intense level. Shared glances between the men and Y/N exchanged mutually understood messages; Tonight would not be easily forgotten. 

Kihyun’s lingering touch and tempting words sent an intoxicating thrill through her, a promise of untamed pleasure hanging heavy in the air. She cast a glance toward Minhyuk and Hyungwon, meeting their greedy gazes. The twin flames of desire flickered in their eyes, igniting a fever within her that she hadn’t known was dormant. Their intense scrutiny was intoxicating, stoking the blaze within her even more.

“Do it,” she agreed, her voice barely a whisper, yet holding a firm resolve. Her trembling response only fueled their anticipation further, every muscle in their bodies tightening in anticipation of what was to follow.

“On your knees, Y/N,” Kihyun commanded, his voice as compelling as the predatory glint in his eyes. A wicked smirk pulled at the corners of Kihyun’s lips. Conveying a silent command, he gestured towards the floor. The smirk on his face was a stark acknowledgment of the havoc his words were wreaking, coupled with the genuine understanding that tonight, they’d dwell in a world where they would embrace their most primal desires. “Tonight, you are ours. You did consent to that, no?”

All three of them watched as she nodded her head almost too eagerly. 

As if spellbound, she carefully lowered herself onto her knees. The harsh reality of the cool, hard floor beneath her did nothing to dampen the electric energy surging in the room. Minhyuk and Hyungwon now circled around her like predators, their eyes shining with an insatiable hunger.

Minhyuk was the first to crouch down before her. His fingers traced a gentle path across her face, his tender touch contrasting starkly with the wicked gleam in his eyes. His hand curled into her hair, the sudden firm grip causing her to gasp. The sweet smile he had been wearing morphed into a wicked grin that promised sinful delights. “Who would you like to choke on first, darling?” His voice held an ominous edge, setting her heart pounding.

“Remember, Y/N, this is your punishment,” Hyungwon chimed in from her other side, his voice burnished smooth like whiskey. His reminder echoed ominously around the room, a reminder of her indiscretion. His comment hung in the air, heightening the sense of control and dominance they collectively held over her.

A moment of suspense hung in the air as she glanced from one face to the other, her eyes flickering with evident desire. Considering the inescapable thrill of the situation, Y/N finally decided, her gaze landing on Minhyuk. The choice was apparent in her answer, said in barely more than a whisper, yet it echoed deafeningly in the silent room. 

“Minhyuk,” she finally spoke, watching as his wicked grin turned into a victorious smirk. 

Minhyuk’s victorious smirk transformed into a look of unmasked desire, his nimble fingers working to rid himself of the confining fabric of his pants. His impressive length was now on full display, the sight making Y/N’s breath hitch in her throat. The intoxicating mix of trepidation and excited anticipation sent shivers down her spine.

Just at the edge of her periphery, she witnessed Kihyun and Hyungwon seating themselves comfortably. There was a predatory glint in their eyes as they prepared to be spectators to the sinful show that was about to unfold, their heated gazes soaking her in anticipation. Their dangerous looks only served to fan the flames of her desire, the weird sensation of being watched expanding the inner tumult of pleasure.

Minhyuk stepped closer, his length brushing against her lips, the sinful sight igniting an unquenchable fire within him. A moment’s hesitation was all it took before she opened to accept him, wrapping her warm mouth around him. The room was charged with electrifying energy, the sensation of her mouth coupled with the tantalizing sight of Y/N on her knees, pushing them all towards a precipice of exciting danger.

The moment Minhyuk made contact, her lips gracefully glided across his length; the wet warmth of her mouth contrasted with the cool air around them. His self-restraint wavered on the edge as she leisurely explored him, testing his patience with her tantalizingly slow pace. Low groans echoed in the room as she assuredly consumed him, each movement of her head sending waves of pleasure coursing through his body. His hands glided through her hair, occasionally tightening their grips, eliciting a suppressed whimper from her, which only served to drive him further toward the brink of self-control. 

Hyungwon and Kihyun, absorbed by the spectacle before them, their eyes never strayed from the sight. Their hands moved in rhythm with Y/N’s head, each stroke perfectly mirroring her pace, fueling their own pleasure. The sight of her submission, combined with the sinful sounds echoing around them, only heightened their arousal. 

Hyungwon’s low moan, almost a growl, gave voice to their shared pleasure, “Such a filthy sight... You’re swallowing him whole, aren’t you, Y/N?”

Kihyun chimed in with a barely suppressed moan, his hand strokes hastening, “So eager to please. Don’t take it easy on her Minhyuk. Don’t forget what she did tonight. If she was sucking my cock right now, she’d be choking on it. Begging for some mercy.”

As the room was filled with a symphony of soft groans and heavy breaths, Minhyuk, caught up in the heady sensation, smirked down at Y/N, his fingers tangled in her hair as he began to set a relentless pace. The sudden change from her leisurely rhythm made her choke slightly, her gag reflex pushing against him, only serving to ratchet up his pleasure. 

“That’s it,” he muttered gruffly as he thrust himself into her mouth, the debauched sounds of his pleasure punctuating his words. 

Running his fingers mercilessly through her hair, the grip tightened with every movement, forcing her to take him deeper. His hips jolted forward, each forceful push revealing an aggressive side that contrasted with his initial tenderness. His lust-filled eyes bore into hers, pushing her beyond the limits of her endurance.

Meanwhile, Kihyun and Hyungwon were driven wild by the sight in front of them. Their hands stroked themselves faster, each sound from their lips only serving to encourage Minhyuk further. Overcome with the decadent sight and the symphony of heavy breaths.

Hyungwon couldn’t help letting out a few words meant to provoke the situation further: “Can she take it? Minhyuk, don’t you think you’re being too kind to her?”

Echoing Hyungwon’s sentiments, Kihyun added, biting back a groan, “Absolutely, don’t forget she needs to be taught a lesson. Treat her like the whore she’s been tonight.”

Their words filled the room, the thrill coursing through them as they watched Y/N’s resolve being tested under Minhyuk’s forceful pace.

In response to Hyungwon and Kihyun’s provocations, Minhyuk’s smirk deepened. His predatory gaze met Y/N’s eyes, noting a flicker of uncertainty mixed with arousal, which only spurred him on. 

He tightened his grip on her hair, tugging her closer to him, “She can take it, can’t you, darling? Show them.” he muttered, the roughness of his voice contrasting with the one she had initially known. “I bet you fucking like this.”

With a sudden surge of force, Minhyuk drove himself deeper into her mouth, his rhythmic thrusts growing more persistent, setting a punishing pace that left her gasping and choking. Each guttural groan he released seemed to echo in the room, amplifying the tangible tension and anticipation amongst them all.

“She’s doing so well, isn’t she?” Minhyuk taunted, his voice dark and laced with raw arousal, not missing the way both Kihyun and Hyungwon’s hands moved faster in response.

The sight before them was driving them both to the edge, their self-induced pleasure heightened by the sinful scene being played out before them. Unable to resist, Kihyun added fuel to the fire with his provocative words, “See how well she takes you, Minhyuk? Remember, she’s ours tonight.”

Hyungwon, feeding off the growing intensity, growled, “Make her choke, Minhyuk. Show her what happens when she misbehaves.”

Their husky commands were a stark reminder of the intense night that was still to unfold, their words echoing ominously in the room, winding the heat and anticipation to an unbearable pitch. Minhyuk, lost in the sensations coursing through him, only smirked in response, disciplining their shared toy in the way they all craved.

Just as Minhyuk was wavering on the edge, on the verge of surrendering to the pleasure, he abruptly pulled back, leaving Y/N bereft and confused. His eyes danced with mirth at the stunned, disappointed expression on her face and the way her lips parted in protest. 

“Not so fast, darling,” he murmured lowly, a chuckle threading through his voice. “Did you think I would reward your indiscretions that easily?”

He guided her up, his hand firm on her arm, leading her to the plush couch. He ran a single finger down her cheek, a single chuckle leaving his lips when she scowled up at him. Pushing her gently onto the comfortable cushions, he took a step back, grinning at her frustrated pout, “Sit down and make yourself comfortable.”

Once she was comfortably arranged on the plush couch, Hyungwon moved into position, his gaze scorching as he appraised her. With a devilish smirk playing on his lips, he settled in between her trembling thighs, his warm breath bathing her in anticipation.

Teasingly slow, he moved his hands up her legs, his thumbs tracing sinful patterns on her sensitive inner thighs. He could feel his pulse quicken as he trailed kisses along the crease of her thigh, deciding to tease her a little longer. His tongue flicked out to taste her, a sigh escaping his lips at the intoxicating flavor.

A soft whimper left her lips as she involuntarily clenched her fingers on the edge of the couch. This simple reaction spurred him on, his tongue delving deeper, exploring the folds of her sweet warmth. Hyungwon taunted her with his skilled tongue, flicking her sensitive bud before lapping at her juices that soaked his mouth. The gasps and moans echoing in the room only amplified the erotic charge of their encounter.

His hands found the soft curve of her hips, thumbing at her flesh as a silent plea for her to open wider, to offer more. Listening to his quiet command, he deepened his efforts with his tongue, sending wave after wave of pleasure through her body, turning her pleas into a mix of husky moans and soft gasps. Hyungwon continued his attentive servicing, driven by the taste of her on his tongue and the sweet symphony of her moans filling the room.

As Hyungwon serviced her eagerly, Y/N met Kihyun’s gaze from across the room. A smirk adorned his face, one hand leisurely pumping his thick length as he watched. He hummed in appreciation, his actions shamelessly open and teasing.

“Look at you,” he moaned in delight, his voice husky with desire. “So fucking beautiful when you’re spread out, being devoured.”

Minhyuk, unable to resist any longer, moved closer to join in on the teasing. His fingers danced up Y/N’s trembling thigh, adding more sensation to the blazing pleasure that Hyungwon was evoking.

“I bet she tastes so good, Hyungwon,” he murmured, his eyes locked onto the erotic sight, a sinful grin tugging at his lips. Hyungwon gave no verbal reply, only flicking his gaze briefly to meet Minhyuk’s, the grin on his lips echoing Minhyuk’s words. He continued his relentless torment, his tongue expertly teasing and tasting. “I’m jealous.”

This bold display, coupled with the sound of Kihyun’s self-pleasure and Minhyuk’s teasing touch, sent Y/N spiraling towards a precipice of pleasure. Her noises turned to fervent pleas as various hands, mouths, and words drove her toward an explosive climax.

When Y/N was close to reaching her peak, Hyungwon suddenly pulled away. A surprised moan slipped from Y/N’s lips, her eyes fluttering open to meet his gaze. His smirk grew wider at her confused and needy expression.

“Oh, darling,” Minhyuk crooned, his voice thick with amusement. “Did you really think we’d let you get off that easily? After what you did to us tonight?”

Hyungwon chuckled, resisting the urge to dive back in and finish her off. Instead, his fingers lightly traced over her now overly sensitive folds. “It’s not that we don’t enjoy your reactions,” he murmured, his voice dipping to a seductive growl. “We just think... you’ve been a little naughty tonight.”

Her soft gasp of protest when he barely touched her clit with his thumb told him she was teetering on the edge. “And naughty girls,” he added, smirking at her frustrated twitch, “don’t always get what they want.”

Hyungwon pulled back from the intoxicating girl beneath him, his lips gleaming wickedly. With a knowing smirk, he moved from his previous position to glance back at Kihyun and Minhyuk, who were intently observing the spectacle. Their heated gazes met approvingly, their silent exchange speaking volumes.

Kihyun finally broke the deafening silence, his command echoing against the room’s walls, “Hyungwon lay down.”

Hyungwon, taking Minhyuk’s place, swiftly lay down on the plush rug, his gaze never leaving Y/N as he made himself comfortable. He watched in fascination as Minhyuk moved behind her, pressing his body flush against her, his hands running illicit trails up her trembling thighs. He tilted his head, whispering something in her ear that made her blush scarlet.

From his standing position, Kihyun merely watched the scene unfold, a shameless, unhurried hand pumping himself. He chuckled lowly, his gaze catching Y/N’s. He moved to stand in front of her, eyes glinting with anticipation, his body ready to be served by her beckoning lips. The intensity of the situation only seemed to amplify as they all knew the tantalizing night was far from over.

“Can’t forget about me now, can we?” he purred, directing his length into her welcoming mouth. 

The large room amplified their sounds; the orchestrated symphony of their shared pleasure no longer whispered secrets but public declarations. The unmistakable sound of wet skin slapping against skin, coupled with their fervent gasps and moans, created a heady, ensnaring atmosphere of pleasure — a testament to their relentless pursuit of passion and desire. 

“All filled up now, are we darling?” Minhyuk cooed into her ear, his words laced with sin as he relentlessly pushed into her ass. His hips snapped forward, driving into her with a rhythm that only heightened the pleasure coursing through them all. 

Hyungwon’s eyes rolled back in pleasure as a guttural moan left his lips, “So tight...” he managed to rasp out, echoing Minhyuk’s sentiments but lost in his own world of pleasure. His hands gripped her hips tightly, matching Minhyuk’s thrusts, their timing as exquisite as their pleasure. “Fuck.”

Encased between these men, Y/N was lost, her cries muffled by Kihyun’s length, her own pleasure reaching soaring heights as her body was filled in ways no one else could. The distinct sensations within her — Hyungwon’s unwavering length, Minhyuk’s relentless tempo, and Kihyun’s sinful claim — had her perched on the edge, her climax coming closer with every pulse and thrust.

Their greedy moans echoed throughout the room, the rawness of their passion, the intensity of their desire, and the intimacy of their shared pleasure amplified tenfold as together they headed towards a dizzying peak, lost in a world of sinful delight.

As the sinful scene unfolded, the distinct sound of the front door clicking open echoed through the lavish apartment. Hyungwon, Minhyuk, and Kihyun barely missed a beat at their interruption. Managing to keep their involvement steady with Y/N, their intense gazes flickered towards the entrance as the new arrivals took in the impassioned tableau laid out before them.

Changkyun, Hoseok, Hyunwoo, and Jooheon stood at the threshold, eyes wide and mouths hanging agape at the sight that greeted them. The normality of their evening seemed trivial compared to the carnal spectacle unfolding in their shared living room.

“God, can’t you three keep it in your pants for one night?” Jooheon finally exclaimed, a teasing grin spreading across his face, misrepresenting his exasperated tone. Changkyun gave a low whistle, his eyes roaming Y/N’s body with gleaming admiration. At the same time, Hoseok and Hyunwoo simply shrugged as they opted for silent observation.

The undisguised staring from their additional audience had the color creeping onto Y/N’s cheeks. Still, it didn’t slow down the rhythm of the three men currently using her to satisfy their pleasure.

Kihyun, however, couldn’t let the comment pass unchallenged. He lifted his head from where he was currently engrossed with Y/N, glaring at their bandmates.

“Shut up, Jooheon, or get out,” he warned, sharp and impassive, his pleasure temporarily pushed aside by impulsive irritation. “That goes for you three. If you don’t care to watch, fuck off. I mean it.”

“No, no,” Changkyun quickly interjected, raising his hands in surrender as he smirked. “Please, continue. It’s quite the show.” 

The three new arrivals took the liberty to make themselves comfortable around the room, finding seats with the perfect vantage point to enjoy the continued proceedings. Their presence added another dynamic to the sinfully charged room, their eyes feasting on Y/N, who was the center of pleasure and desire.

Having made their point, the hard trio immediately resumed their activities with renewed gusto: Hyungwon maintaining his steady rhythm, his hips snapping upwards to meet Y/N’s downward motion, Minhyuk plunging into her from behind, matching his pace hypnotically, and Kihyun sliding back into her mouth, his thrusts becoming more insistent.

The room, yet filled with moans of pleasure and the undeniable sound of skin meeting skin, now also held the hushed whispers of the newcomers as they watched what unfolded before them. The sight of Y/N being endlessly pleasured by their bandmates had each of them growing hard and anxious, jeans suddenly too tight. Each took their arousal into their own hands, steadying their breaths as they pumped their lengths in sync with the rhythm echoing in the room.

“Couldn’t have imagined such a sight,” Jooheon murmured lowly, his hand working his length as his gaze was fixed on the writhing figure of Y/N, sandwiched between the three men. “Fuck, you three are so lucky. We’ve all been wanting to take a turn at you, Y/N, but it seems like you’re already in good hands.”

“I agree with that.” Changkyun hummed in response, similar thoughts running rampant in his mind. His eyes danced across the spectacle, each sight more sinful, more erotic than the last. His hand slid over his arousal, a low groan slipping past his lips as he watched the trio and Y/N lose themselves to pleasure.

Both Hoseok and Hyunwoo seemed to be unaffected by their commentary, choosing to focus solely on the live show before them. Hyunwoo’s hand moved over himself, a quiet grunt echoing in his throat, his mind imagining it was his hands, his mouth, causing the tantalizing moans and cries to slip past Y/N’s lips. Beside him, Hoseok groaned at the sight, his lip caught between his teeth.

Amid the orchestra of moans and hip thrusts, the newcomers’ hushed whispers and the rhythmic slick sounds of their self-pleasure added another layer of carnality, making the atmosphere thick with unchecked desire. As the room echoed with the sounds of pleasure and need, the tension heightened, leaving everyone on the brink, waiting for the climax of this sinfully delightful scenario.

“God, Y/N,” Hoseok managed, his voice laced with raw desire as he watched her sandwiched between the three men, “you’ve never looked so gorgeous. Can’t wait to paint that gorgeous face.”

Hyunwoo merely hummed in agreement, his focused gaze on Y/N, his hand moving faster over his hard length, shifting in his seat as he attempted to deal with the pooling desire in his lower abdomen. His restraint barely hanging by a thread, amplified by the sight of Y/N writhing in irrevocable pleasure under their joint gaze.

Their added voices, heated gazes, and unrestrained yearning doubled the layer of carnality, the atmosphere thick with unchecked desire. From the rhythmic thrusting against Y/N to the shared collective pleasure among them, the heightened tension appeared to be reaching its apex, everyone teetering on the brink, waiting for the climax of this sinfully delightful scenario.

Succumbing to the intense buildup, Hyungwon, Minhyuk, and Kihyun simultaneously reached their peak. Each man removed himself just enough to release inside her, their combined climax filling Y/N to the brink.

Kihyun, in his last throes of pleasure, came in her mouth with a long groan. He held her head steady, encouraging her to take and swallow every drop of him.

Stepping forth, they each aimed toward Y/N’s face. Their releases splattered across her lips, cheeks, and exposed neck, completing the salacious imagery of their joint desire. Shuddering breaths echoed throughout the room amongst muttered praises and shared satisfied grins. The scene before them served as the climactic finale to their unanimously enjoyed, sinfully tantalizing event.

“Fuck.” Hyungwon’s voice came out as a gravelly groan, the primal sound resonating through the room. Both his and Minhyuks eyes bore into the lewd spectacle before them, Y/N’s trembling body, their cum leaking from her and streaking her thighs. His lips pulled into a self-satisfied grin, the white droplets a stark contrast to her flushed skin painted an explicit portrait of their shared pleasure.

“She took it like a champ,” Changkyun voiced from beside him, arching a brow, his own climax held in check as he watched the scene with a determined gaze.

Hoseok’s chuckling response was muffled as his attention was solely focused on marking her skin with his climax. The sight of her drenched and filled with their desire fueled him towards his own explosive finale. And with a grunt of completion, he emptied himself over her form, the sight of his release pooling in the hollow of her collarbone a gratifying sight.

They savored the aftermath, the residual tremors of their climaxes still echoing in the room. This would be a memory to revisit, a testament to their shared desire, a sinfully delightful scenario etched indelibly into their minds.

“We need to do that again. Next time, we should all fuck her.” Jooheon’s words hung heavy in the room, his gaze avidly fixed on the shiny trails of his climax sluicing down her face. His quirked lips and the gleam in his eyes revealed the extent of his satiation and unspoken promise of future escapades.

“Absolutely,” Changkyun voiced his agreement from the side, eyes hooded and voice laced with seductive gravel that hinted at a hunger yet to be fully satiated. His hands already wandering with suggestive intent, confirming his eagerness to plan the next round with Y/N. “Next time should be now, though. I’m just suggesting. It’s not fair they have all the fun...”

That was the cue they all needed, their corresponding murmurs of agreement echoing in the room, punctuated by shared grins and lingering glances cast toward Y/N. Promises and illicit whispers about future pleasurable promises hung in the air, awaiting a complete promise. 

Despite the exposed desire on display, they were all bound by the shared sensation and undeniable chemistry, fueled further by their shared need. As they pored over the shared memories of this lustful wonder, the thrilling prospects of the next event began to mark another chapter of their intoxicating shared desire.

“Can’t I rest?” Y/N’s words whispered through ragged breaths, struck a chord of amusement amongst them. At her question, a scatter of chuckles colored the heavy silence, their carnal satisfaction mirrored in the full smiles curving their lips.

“Rest is for the weak,” Hyunwoo distinctly teased, his hearty laughter bouncing off the room’s walls in sharp contrast to the lewd canvas they’d just painted.

“You forget, Y/N — we’re just getting started,” Minhyuk added with a suggestive wink in her direction, driving the point home. A mischievous grin stretched on his face, and his words steered towards the pleasure-filled adventures they had yet to step foot on. “You’re in for a long night. They don’t even know the stunt you pulled yet.”

[incorrectmbb]

Wonho: How many vampires do you think have been hit by a car backing up in a parking lot because the driver couldn’t see their reflection?

Hyungwon: I’ve never considered it but you’re really shining light on what’s probably a very serious issue.

[theinvitation-bot]

Spooktober Activity #1

warning: none

summary: you take the boys to the pumpkin patch for the first time.

Hyungwon

Hyungwon suggested to look through the pumpkins first in order to pick you the perfect one before it was gone. The ones that were already picked and placed on display were too small and more of decor pumpkins. Hyungwon sighed as you dragged him into the patch instead, determined to find a pumpkin that was a good size. "What was wrong with the smaller ones? It's the same size as you so it's perfect" He lightly teased with a smug look. Before you could respond though, one of the farm's owners interrupted "Welcome, do you need help finding a pumpkin sweets?" The man charmed you with his honey like voice and soft smile, in return you smiled back. Hyungwon on the other hand saw red. The moment that piece of scum dared to address you by "sweets", he was pissed. more than pissed, he was furious. "No, she doesn't" He said firm, glaring so deeply at the man he could burn holes in his skin. Usually, Hyungwon would beat the shit out of any man who speaks, let alone flirts with you, but wanted to make this a special day since you were so excited. He was just going to be more clingy to you instead.

Junhui

You both decided to look through the farmer's market first, Jun didn't really care where you started though, he would follow you regardless. It was weird though, to see freshly harvest fruit or diary, everything was always planted, prepared and stocked for him by servants, so when you asked what kind of jam or honey he liked, Jun just shrugged "Pick your favorites darling" smiling, as he felt a bit awkward not knowing his own preferences "Forgive me, I've never picked anything out, as arrogant as it sounds" He chuckled scratching the back of his neck, under his breath "How about you tell me what you like instead, you cane tell me whats good and whats not" he suggested. Jun felt awkward not knowing, he also felt guilty for some reason.

Jaehyun

Jaehyun wasn't originally planning on staying at the patch til sundown, but with pumpkin picking and playing with the animals, time just got away from you, and once he found out there was a haunted corn maze, Jae couldn't resist attending it with you. He himself was never scared, he had been alive for too long and seen way worse than some scarecrows and clowns. However, Jaehyun was unsure if you were the same or easily frightened like other mortals. "How does that sound?" He asked after showing you where the maze is, the vampire slightly smirking seeing how it caught you a bit off guard, "If you're scared, we can go on the train instead" He teased as a train passed by filled with mostly kids, trying to manipulate you in picking the maze instead. Jaehyun smirked once you shook your head and pulled him towards the maze, he wanted you to cling to him and beg for protection, as sick as it sounds.

Seonghwa

"Just keep steady lovely, don't be nervous" Seonghwa soothed your nerves as you rode a horse with him for the first time. It was a surprise to see a place called "The Pumpkin Patch" to have more than just pumpkins, but he was enjoying it, apple picking and dart games were more fun than they sounded. Hwa was a bit skeptical about coming but felt right in place after arriving with you. He was most excited when they had a horse riding trail, it was small but something he could do comfortably and even teach you some things about, "There you go" the horse felt more comfortable now that you were calm "she can sense your nerves, you have to stay relaxed not to scare her" he explained. Seeing Seonghwa care for the creature was so warm, it made your heart melt "How do you feel? It's fun right?" He asked with a soft smile as he looked at you "You're doing so good my angel"

Yeonjun

"You're making me blush, stop!" Yeonjun giggled hiding his face in his hands as you took another picture of him using the polaroid he gifted you. There were a few couples at the patch who had one as well, but yours was special, it was one Yeonjun's mother gifted him a while back before she passed away. It was one of the first ones invented so it did run a little slow, but was still in good condition. "It's your turn pretty girl/boy" He smiled at you taking the camera. It was your first date outside the castle grounds and for once, he felt so calm and relaxed, not worried about his royal duties or the guards following him 24/7. The best part was no one around knew him, so he didn't have to dwell on anyone interrupting your date. After taking cute pics of each other, Yeonjun offered to buy you a pastry and coffee from the little cafe truck they had set up, but while skimming through the menu, a women ran up to Yeonjun with a big smile "Junnie! You've grown!" She squealed giving him a tight hug. Once he pulled away Yeonjun realized it was his childhood friend, Lia. They caught up for a moment before introducing you to her, almost forgetting yo were in line "This is y/n" He smiled.

Hyunjin

When you told Hyunjin to wear the pumpkin he carved "like a helmet" he lost it. On his head? Were you crazy? "No" He said blankly, with an unamused look on his face, "I don't understand the purpose of putting a pumpkin, on my head" emphasizing the word "pumpkin". Hyunjin felt a little out of place since you two arrived at the patch, he was used to having dates in the castle but being a "normal couple" for once and going on cute dates, especially outside castle grounds felt strange, not bad but strange. It was nice, he enjoyed exploring the farm with you but felt like things were too good to be "just a normal date", Hyunjin was just always prepared for things to go wrong. "It'll be cute" you protested, making him roll his eyes but once he saw you were you heart-eyed pumpkin, he chuckled. The cold vampire showed you his bright eye smile for the first time, he continued to laugh before cupping your waist "What would I do without you?" He said suddenly placing a kiss on your pumpkin. After seeing how adorable you were, Hyunjin gave in and put the pumpkin on, it was gross to him but was happy you were happy.

Yangyang

Yangyang loved the pumpkin patch so much, he went through the fields, bought from the market, took cute photos with you and tried candy apples for the first time. He didn't want it to end, but once the sun started to set it was time to go, but that didn't mean the fun had to end there. Back at the castle, you still had the rest of the evening to eat snacks, show him movies and carve your picked pumpkins. Yangyang was excited, maybe a little too much it was making him impatient, "Is tracing the face necessary? Im sorry love, Im just excited ti start" he pouted sitting there as he watched you draw. He decided it be best to munch on a snack while he let you prepare, he admired how cute you looked when teaching him, it was almost hard for him to pay attention to your instructions as it was easy to get lost in the thoughts running through his head. Once you were done, you cut the top off making a hole for you to scoop the "pumpkin guts" out, but before you could explain Yangyang had already grabbed a large knife, one too big for this kind of activity "Im ready to carve!" He smiled before stabbing his pumpkin.

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[jooheonspinky]

Monsta X Masterlist

Welcome: Thank you for stopping by. 

*all works are complete unless otherwise stated*

Shownu x Female Reader

So Beautiful[09.10.2021] {Angst, Smut} After having your first child, you no longer feel sexy with your new mom bod.

Wonho x Female Reader, ft Jooheon x Reader’s Female BFF

Stuck[04.08.2018] (a collaboration with @millie-ionaire05) {Smut}: Your best friend and you work for the most amazing company ever, hiring Kpop artists for events. When fraudsters come into play, the two of you will be stuck scrambling to appease the client and either losing your jobs, or striking on luck.: 01 | 02 | 03 | 04 |

Wonho x Female Reader, ft Kihyun

The Mummy Prince [10.30.2018] {Halloween Thriller, Smut, one shot}: Y/N starts working at a museum of ancient artifacts. She is excited to put her studies of old languages to use as a new object is brought in.

Losing You [12.21.2020] {angst, magic!au}: Wonho must choose between you or saving the world

Minhyuk x Female Reader

The Black Ribbon[06.12.2018] {Horror/Thriller!au, one shot}: Minhyuk returns after an accident wearing a black choker that he insists must never be taken off.

Enchanted Night [03.30.2020] {Fantasy; one shot}: Accepting an invitation to a Halloween beach party, Y/N tags along with her best friend. There, she meets a young man with whom she hits it off with right away. But he is not all that he seems.

Kihyun x Female Reader

Ghost Tour Surprise [10.31.2021] {Halloween, Spooky}: Y/N takes a haunted tour of historical downtown, meeting a strange, yet handsome passenger along the way.

Hyungwon x Female Reader

Rumors[06.19.2018] {Smut, one shot}: You never thought you’d find yourself pinned between the sinks in the women’s bathroom by your crush offering you what you’d always wanted, but here you were, staring up into his face scrambling to keep your cool.

A Midnight Ball on Hallows' Eve [10.16.2019] {Spooky!au, one shot}: You share a dance with a mysterious stranger.

Jooheon x Female Reader

Tamed Hearts: [09.28.2018] {Angst, Fluff}: Do past lives really exist? It’s difficult for Y/N to cling to her beliefs when so much has her leaning towards a yes.: 1 | 2 | 3 | 4 

Regrets: [10.31.2020] {Fantasy, angst, one shot}: This was a ‘finish the story’ challenge using this prompt: Part of me was hoping the ground would just open up and swallow me whole as I watched him approach me. I hadn’t seen him since that night we parted ways, and I was hoping I never would. Seeing him brought back all of those memories that I fought so hard to repress, to forget. ”Hello dear, I thought I might find you here.”

No Regrets: [04.24.2022] {Fantasy, vampire!au, angst, fluff, smut, one shot}:  When I can’t let our last goodbye be for forever.

Got my Number: [08.23.2022] {idol!au, fluff, smut, one shot}:  A trip to see Monsta X in concert turns out to be so much more than expected.

Jooheon x Gender Neutral Reader

Disturbance:[08.13.2021] {Angst}:A waking nightmare shakes you to your core and Jooheon is there to help calm you afterwards despite the fact you two had not been talking to each other all day.

Changkyun x Female Reader

The Spirit Board[10.29.2018] {Halloween Thriller, one shot}: When Y/N finds an old spirit board while cleaning out her attic, will she still believe that spirits aren’t real?

OT7 

Wonho X Female Reader, ft BFF Changkyun, BTS

Lure of the Lore [01.30.2019] {Werewolf, angst, fluff, smut}: Y/N‘s never been a believer in lore, unlike her best friend Changkyun. That is until he drags her to yet ANOTHER exhibit where there is a supposed werewolf locked in a cage made of silver and steel. 1 | 2 | 3 | 4 | 5 | 6 | 7 | 8 | 9 | 10 | 11 | 12 | 13 | 14 | 15 | 16 | 17 | 18 | 19 | 20 | 21 | 22 |

Monsta X Cabin in Lure of the Lore [11.25.2019]1 | 2 | 3 | 4 | 5 |

Jooheon X Female Reader

The Draco Prince [09.12.2020]{Fantasy; Inspired by The Witcher series}: Y/N sets on a quest to find the dragon prince. Her goal is to break the curse and return him to his family. This journey finds her befriending several creatures and humans which turn out to be essential to her quest. 1 | 2 | 3 | 4 | 5 | 6 | 7 | 8 | 9 | 10 | 11

[biffhofosho]

i just reread the epilogue and now i’m curious. if Amber could get pregnant do you think they’d just stop at one or would they have several? bc those men are insatiable 🤭

OMG this is such a fun question to think about! Realistically, I think most of them would like (read: beg incessantly for) a kid of their own, but a couple of them feel like they'd be content remaining as the fun and intrusive uncle, too (Min & Kyun mostly).

But in the end, I have no doubt they'd leave that all up to Amber because that's what real men do (even if they're vampires).

As for Amber... I'm not sure? She's definitely never thought about kids before, and she's not the stay-at-home mom type, so I think she has her limits. She feels like a two-kid mom MAX, so maybe she'd let everybody shoot their shot and see who wins the lottery. :-P But then again... She'd never have any shortage of helpers around the house to corral the children, so...

OMG, now I'm thinking about Wonho/Minhyuk/Honey running a daycare for the brood and I'm cracking up! LOL, STS doesn't have a whole lotta ha-ha's in it, but that's making me laugh. I wish I had art skills to doodle a comic of them herding 7 kids (who may or may not have supernatural abilities--we don't know) around the manor, trying to keep them from destroying the antiques, climbing into the long-forgotten dumbwaiter for free "rollercoaster" rides, tracking sooty footprints from the hearths across the Oriental rugs, and fingerpainting over the 200 year old portraits. Kyun's in a chair in the corner, unbothered, headphones on, letting one of little ones go to town fingprinting up his CD collection because he doesn't mind cleaning them up later once the kids go down.

Meanwhile, Kihyun looks on, stern-eyed and arms crossed, in the doorway while Shownu looms behind with high brows waiting for one of the kids to invite him to play (because he ALWAYS caves no matter if it's tea parties, horsey rides, or storytime). And Hyungwon rolls in late from work to peak chaos, picks up one of the kiddos and seats her on his shoulders so she can finally reach the sparkly crystals on the entryway chandelier, and still has time to blame it all on Kihyun for his lack of supervision.

[blizzardfluffykpop]

Candy Cane

Summary: A holiday party where everyone dresses up as a different holiday. The party where you meet your friend group’s old best friend from high school.

Oneshot

Fluff, Non-idol au, Strangers to lovers au

Word Count: 3,795

Minhyuk X Female! Reader

[Features! The rest of OT7]

Requested: Hiiiiii <3 Can I request A Holiday Dress Up Party with Minhyuk from Monsta X for a female reader? Thank you! ☃️

Prompt: 10. A Holiday Dress Up Party 

[A/n: It’s not mentioned but Hyungwon is wearing a flower costume.]

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You call Hoseok up and ask if everyone is dressed up for the party, not wanting to be the only one in a silly costume. And he told you everyone was, but to reassure you he sent a photo of himself dressed in a comically large four-leaf clover with a green undershirt. You laugh and happily walk the rest of the way in your pink and white candy cane costume. You stay on the phone with him and ask, “Is there anyone I don’t know?” He hums, “Only one, I think? You don’t know him cause he’s been out painting murals in France? I don’t know where; you’ll have to ask him. But we’ve been friends since high school. And we talk about him all the time.” You nod, “Oh, am I finally going to meet Minhyuk? What’s he dressed up like?” He hums, “Yeah! I think a Champagne Bottle? I haven’t seen him in a while. I’ve been by the hors d'oeuvres for a while now.” You laugh, “Any good ones?” He quickly answers, “You’re gonna love the spinach feta croissant! If I don’t eat them all first!” You shake your head, “Good thing I’m approaching the door now.” He giggles, “Good thing!” 

You ring the doorbell, and a red and green ornament, known as Hyunwoo, greets you. “Ah (Y/n). It’s good to see you.” You laugh, “It’s nice to see you too, Woo.” He smiles and lets you in, “How’s it looking?” “Good. Everyone managed to dress as a different holiday.” “Really?” He nods, “Yeah, I was surprised too!” You see a guy in a mask and immediately recognize, “Changkyun? Are you Guy Fox Day?” He groans, “I’m supposed to be anonymous.” You exchange a look with Hyunwoo before saying, “You’re doing a good job at it.” 

You shake your head and find Hoseok eating a croissant, “(Y/n)!” You cheer, “Hoseok!” And Hyunwoo leaves you after grabbing a plate of different hors d'oeuvres, mainly tomato bruschetta. And Hoseok hands you a croissant, “How many did you eat?” “Um… many.” You chuckle before eating it yourself, and your eyes widen as you bite into it before quickly finishing it and eating another. You both finish up that plate with ease. A vampire, Kihyun, comes around and goes, “I had a feeling those would be gone first. It’s why I prepared seconds for the ‘rest’ of the guests to eat.” He emphasizes the ‘rest’ to you guys, making you both pout as you move away. His sharp canines glinting as you move away. You both mutter, “Meanie,” loud enough for him to hear, which causes him to scoff. 

You both walk from it, and he goes, “When he leaves, I am stealing the plate until the pizza delivery comes.” You cackle, “Save me one.” He nods, “One.” You shake your head at him, and that’s when you spot the champagne bottle. “Is that him?” You ask softly, and he nods, “You want me to introduce you two?” You shrug, acting indifferent, even though the guy seemed quite handsome. “Minhyuk!” He looks up from his phone and smiles, “Hoseok! And who’s this?” He gestures to you, and you smile, “I’m (Y/n).” He puts his hand out to shake yours, “Minhyuk, it’s a pleasure to meet someone sweet like you.” He winks, and you laugh, “Are you just as bubbly as your costume?” You can hear Hoseok gulp as he makes his getaway. “Wouldn’t you like to find out?” You laugh, “I think we’re going to get along well.” 

“I heard you were a painter?” He grins, “I paint murals.” You nod, “Is that why I haven’t met you before?” He nods, “I’ve been busy painting buildings all over Europe. But I’ve heard a lot about you from the guys.” You smile, “I’ve heard a lot about you too.” “All good things?” You think back, “I wouldn’t say that.” He cackles, “Good.” 

He asks, “So, how did you meet them?” You grin, “I worked at the dinner on the corner near where Hoseok worked, and he brought Jooheon the first time they came in. And I slowly became each of their friends.” He smiles, “They’re a good bunch.” You grin happily thinking about all the times you’ve had with them, “Yeah.” You ask, “How did you meet them?” He smiles, “In art class, funnily enough. We each shared a class other than that one. And we became fast friends, but what sealed it was our shared lunch period. Which just led to major chaos.” You laugh, “Oh, I’ve heard you were the conspirator behind it all.” He grins, “Always.” You smile, and as he goes to ask you another question, you hear someone exclaim, “(Y/n)! (Y/n)!” You whip around from your conversation, “Yeah?!” 

You turn to see Jooheon in a cupid outfit. You hold back your giggle, and he goes, “Pair with me, please?!” “For what?” That’s when you feel someone grab your hand and glance to see Minhyuk holding it, “She’s already taken, Joo.” He pouts, “I have no chance of winning, do I?” And you smirk, “Probably not.” He huffs before he shouts, “Hoseok! Hoseok!” You look back at Minhyuk and ask, “I’m taken?” He winks, “By me.” You can’t help but blush, and he asks, “Are you as good at games as they claim?” Your blush fades as you tell him, “I’d say so.” He smirks, “We'll make the perfect pair then.” That’s when you notice you’re still holding hands. You turn red all over again but don’t say anything or let go as you try to get a grip on reality. You just met the guy, and he’s best friends with your friends. What if he doesn’t actually like you? What if he is being super friendly, and it just sounds like he’s flirting? But then him winking after saying, ‘By me’ wouldn’t add up then.

You shake your head of those thoughts and squeeze his hand, and he leads you to the coffee table, which Kihyun is now standing on. “Alright! This year will be different because we have enough for perfect pairs.” You see everyone standing beside someone. “There will be no rule keeper or host this year. It’s cutthroat. The losing team will have to clean the whole house!” You eye Minhyuk, and his eyes glint with mischief. And you can’t help but grin. You were so winning this. “There will be five games! And the only real rule is if someone catches you and your teammate cheating more than once. You are both cleaning the house, instant elimination.” Your eyes widen, “I’ve never heard that rule before.” Minhyuk shrugs, “They won’t catch us.” You smirk, “I forgot I’m working with a pro.” He smirks, mirroring your expression, “We’ll win.” Kihyun goes over the games, “There will be Holiday Charades.” A few grumbles at that, and he continues, “Valentine’s basket toss,” “Pumpkin Stuffing,” “A true guessing game.” Hoseok and you immediately make an ‘ew’ sound, and you both laugh. “And my favorite, running the package!” You look over at Minhyuk, and he smiles, “That’ll be my favorite this year.” You tilt your head and ask, “What, why?” He smiles, “You’ll see.” You let go of his hand as you both help to arrange the living room better for the first game. 

Hoseok claps his hands and goes, “Alright, charades!” “I’ll hold the poster until my team's turn, and… Candy Cane, you’ll hold it for us.” You look around for candy cane until you remember your costume, “Sounds fine, Clover.” You didn’t expect how good Hyungwon was at guessing what Changkyun was doing as he flew through them. Changkyun struggles a bit with guessing but does his best and finishes their papers. As Hyungwon high-fives Changkyun. He cheers, “Flower power!” You can hear Kihyun mutter, “Earth day kids…” Kihyun gets up, and Hyunwoo does pretty well, getting all but one. Kihyun does his best to guess what Hyunwoo is describing, so it takes him some time, but in the end, he gets them all with seconds to spare. You hold the sign and flip as fast as possible for Hoseok and Jooheon. But they weren’t going fast enough even though they were trying hard. They got all but two down before the timer ran out. 

As you get up and see Hoseok’s sign, and make a tree, Minhyuk shouts, “Christmas tree!” Hoseok flips the page, and you do your best to make a pumpkin with your hands by making two different motions, and he goes, “Apple! No! Pumpkin! Halloween!” Surprising you with how good he was at charades, but you continue and complete it in no time. When he gets up, you nearly blank out. Even with a champagne costume on, he looks pretty. But you focus on the task and do your best to guess the different holidays by the odd shapes he makes. He points at Hoseok, and you laugh as you shout, “St. Patrick’s Day!” He grins, “Yeah, that’s right, baby!” You blush as he calls you that but continue guessing the different shapes he makes. Kihyun scolds, “No talking!” You shrug yet smile up at Minhyuk as he makes the last motion of a candy cane, “Candy Cane! Me! Christmas!” He high-fives you. While you guys weren’t as fast as Earth Day and Guy Fox, you still did your best as fast as you could. They won by five seconds, and you took it in stride. There are four more games left, anyway.

The pizza comes, and you all stop to have some before heading outside to start the next game. You do your best at Valentine’s toss, which is throwing red balls into deep pink bowls. You do your best to throw it into the bowl, but you’re not that good. You quickly find out. “We can’t be good in every game.” He pats your shoulder, and you pout as you shoot it in again. And it makes it in, he gasps, “Hell yeah!” He high-fives you, and you grin, and he makes a perfect shot. As you miss again, you ask, “Can we blame it on the size of the bowls?” He laughs, “Yeah, I can for you.” You grin, do your best, and make four out of ten. And that was good enough for you. Minhyuk only misses two, but you end up in last place, while Hoseok and Jooheon end up in first. You bow your head and feel him ruffle your hair, “Don’t worry about it. We’ll get them in the next games.” You look up at him, “Promise?” And he holds out his pinky, “Promise.” 

You head back into the house, and Changkyun carries the guessing game out, “My mom made these. I didn't look, and she didn’t label them. So, I don't know which is which until I open this envelope. But she did say they are all food.” He lays them out on the kitchen island, and everyone takes a piece of paper. “Who’s brave enough to do it first?” You shrug, it's just food, “Nothing living, right?” He shrugs, “I hope not.” You sigh, part with your nerves, and act bravely, writing them down as you think of them. With seven foods to try, the only one that stumped you was the pasta and what shape it was. You nearly screamed as you reached your hand into the last one. You quickly took it out, “Oh gross.” You gulp as you put it back in to ensure you were right. 

And write, “soft-boiled eggs”, you return to Minhyuk, and Hyungwon asks, “One teammate, or can we both go and discuss?” You all agree to the latter, and Hyungwon easily tackles it even if he yells at everything he touches. You show him your answers, and he nods, and you point to the third, “I’m not positive about this one.” “Okay, I’ll figure it out.” After Hyunwoo goes, you spot Minhyuk looking squeamish about it and put your hand on his shoulder, “I promise it’ll be okay. It’s just food.” He nods and braves it, making faces the whole time, and you can’t help but giggle.

Jooheon goes, “Alright, everyone, put your names on the paper, and then Kyun can read the answers.” Changkyun goes, “Broccoli, Cucumber, Linguine, Asparagus, Soft-boiled eggs, Watermelon, and Strawberries.” He opens each bowl, “And the order should be…” He looks at everyone’s cards after writing the correct order down, “Hyunwoo and Kihyun won!” You pout, and Minhyuk goes, “We only missed it by one.” You nod, having guessed fettuccine instead of linguine. Hyungwon sighs, “I truly thought that was spaghetti.” Changkyun shrugs, “I didn’t even know my mom bought linguine.” And Hoseok goes, “That’s what those stalks are called?!” “We were at a loss for it.” 

Back in the living room, there are four pumpkin buckets. Jooheon announces, “Pumpkin game!” Kihyun goes, “Oh, and a little reminder! No food unless it’s packaged.” Minhyuk smirks, “I knew we’d be playing this game.” As everyone is running around finding things, he calmly leads you to an end table drawer. He tells you, “Paper clips and mini buttons.” Your smirk grows wide, “They said nothing about ‘em.” He nods, “Precisely.” You look over at the bucket and go, “We’re going to need something to dampen the sound.” You rush to the kitchen, grabbing two paper towels, before meeting him at the table. You put the towels in, and he starts dumping them in, which sounds like nothing compared to the chaos ensuing around the two of you. You hear Changkyun shout, “I swear I saw pipe cleaners here last year!” And another shouted, “I already grabbed them!” He stays by the bucket, guarding it, “On the bottom shelf under the sink, he has sos pads.” You nod, squeezing between Hoseok and Hyunwoo to get to the sink. You slide and grab the unopened box. 

You rush back and squeeze them around the sides. “They hurt a little.” He agrees as he puts the last one in, and you say, “I bought him a few packs of the jack games as a joke last year. And I know he didn’t use it cause I spotted them,” you whisper, “Middle cabinet, top shelf, hard to miss, very colorful.” He nods, and you giggle as you watch him put his hands up to avoid getting hit by pens thrown to Jooheon. You scrunch your nose, upset that you didn’t think of pens. But you let it slide when he pulls out not only the jacks and bouncy balls but also two boxes of packets of tea that Kihyun clearly didn’t like to drink. He comes over, and you open the boxes while he stuffs the bouncy balls and jacks into the bucket. He gasps, “I got another idea.” He runs off before he can say anything. You quickly dump the tea bags inside and finish fitting the other things in. 

“One minute left!” That’s when Minhyuk returns with a packet of cards, and you smirk as you both rush to line the cards along the side. You place the fifty-second card on top of the bucket as Hyungwon counts down, “Five… Four, Three, Two, One!” You both look at your competitions, seeing that they all have a menagerie of stuff coming out. “Alright! Everyone dump your buckets and count!” Hoseok proudly exclaims first, “Two hundred and fifty!” And you both keep calming counting: fifty sos pads, fifty-two cards, forty jacks, twenty tea bags, and four bouncy balls. Hyungwon exclaims happily, “Three hundred and fifteen!” Changkyun and him high-five. That’s not where the numbers were going to come from anyway.

It took forever to count all the buttons and paper clips, even organizing them into groups of ten. There were so many. You’re nearly out of buttons when Kihyun goes, “Five hundred and fourteen.” You gasp as you count the last few, and the rest watch as you do. Minhyuk whispers, “six, seven, eight.” You grin as he smirks at you, three hundred buttons and a hundred and fifty paper clips later. And two paper towels, you total to “Six hundred and eighteen!” Minhyuk shouts happily. And Kihyun gasps, “You planted those two items in my house!” Minhyuk shakes his head, “No, it was in your house before the party.” Kihyun gasps, “No! I would have remembered buying that.” Minhyuk goes, “I gave them to you when you were in college, but like the jacks and bouncy balls, you hid ‘em away.” You cross your arms over your chest and nod, even though you know he is lying through his teeth. As he told you, he put them there the last time he visited Kihyun. 

You see the gears turning in Kihyun’s head, but he lets it go, letting you guys have one round of winning. Minhyuk already had a plan before you got outside, “Do you trust me?” You nod, and he goes, “I’m going to sling you over my shoulder just before the race. Are you okay with that?” You look him in the eyes, asking, “Is it the easiest?” He holds your eye contact and says, “I run fast, but the safest decision, considering our costumes, is to do it this way. You’re going to have to hold on tight, okay?” You smile, “Okay. I trust you.” He nods, “Now all you’ll have to do is to reach over and grab a present from the bucket out there, okay?” You look back, “We’re running to that?” He nods, “I’ll have both my hands free then, huh?” He agrees, and you smirk, “Oh, we have this in the bag.” 

Hyungwon comes over, “Okay, I chose a short one-minute song. When it finishes, it’s go-time.” You all nod, and Minhyuk and you start internally counting. You watch Kihyun hop onto Hyunwoo’s back first. Jooheon wraps his arms around Hoseok’s neck, and Hoseok catches him in his arms. At forty-five, Changkyun grabs Hyungwon around the middle, and Hyungwon wraps himself around him as you whisper out fifty. Minhyuk goes, “Ready?” You nod, and right after you’re situated, holding onto the bottle's label with Minhyuk’s arm wrapped around your legs. 

The song ends, and he starts sprinting. You gasp, not expecting his speed. He wasn’t kidding, and you all reached the bucket simultaneously. You let go of the label, having faith in Minhyuk, and grab a present. You put it against his back and feel him hold you tighter as he runs to the tape line. Looking back, you catch Hyungwon swatting at Kihyun to grab the present first. However, you see the steam engine speed once Jooheon has the present in between his chest and Hoseok’s leaf costume. You gasp, “Don’t look back, but we got company.” You nearly scream as you feel him throw you up a bit to readjust your position to run faster. He rasps, “Almost there!” When you hear Jooheon exclaim, “Throw me!” You gasp, “Please don’t throw me!” Minhyuk whispers, out of breath, “I wouldn’t dream of it.” And just as Jooheon is thrown to the tape. You cross the finish line just a hair faster than him. 

As Hoseok collapses onto the ground near Jooheon, Minhyuk sets you down, “You, okay?” You nod, “I’m good.” He grins, “We won.” You mirror him, “We did!” You throw your present down, and as you happily jump up and down together, Hyunwoo’s and Changkyun’s team cross the line. Hyungwon groans and points his finger at Kihyun, “You fucker, we were going to win!” Kihyun gasps as he hops down from Hyunwoo, pointing at him, “Me!? What about you!” You whisper, “You know when you point fingers, three points back at you.” He snickers, “Sore losers.” 

They continue, and Hoseok and Jooheon get up and wipe their jeans off before coming over, and they say in unison, “Good game?” You both nod, “Good game.” As the two losing teams duke it out over a game of cards, the four of you move into the hallway. “So, who’s going to tell them that the vampire and the ornament are the real losers?” They all shake their heads, and you look back at them, “Nah, let’s not ruin their fun.” You four tell them to have fun and not to kill each other. “Only if Hyungwon doesn’t tempt me any further.” You raise your eyebrows and gulp, “Yikes. Have fun with that! Don’t end up on the news!” Jooheon goes, “Want to ride with me, Hoseok?” Hoseok agrees quickly, and Minhyuk asks, “Do you have enough time to go out with me tonight?” You look at the clock to see it’s well past 2 am. “Where to?” He smiles, “To the park?” You nod, “I’d love to.” 

He walks you there, “So what’s your favorite color?” You shake your head, “(F/c), you?” He smiles, “Red.” You ask, “What do you think of pets?” “I’m more of a dog person, but cats are nice too.” You smile, “Good.” He goes, “What’s your favorite genre?” You smile and tell him, and he says, “I like a lot, but ballads are my favorite to sing to.” “You sing?” He nods, “It’s not as strong as my painting, but I love doing it.” And he goes, “What about you?” You shrug, “Sometimes.” 

You sit on the bench and ask, “Why did you like that game the best this year?” He smiles, “I got to hold you.” You blush and look down, “It was fun. I enjoyed you carrying me and winning.” You hum, thinking of the perfect question to ask him. When he says, “What if I told you I wanted to kiss you?” You look at him and signal to your candy cane costume, “In this?” He gestures to his champagne costume, “It wouldn’t be perfect, but it’d be our own.” You whisper as you lean closer, “You like to be unique, huh?” He grins, “Always.” And you whisper, “Kiss me.” And he does. 

He walks you to your apartment, and you tell him, “What do you say to Mary’s at seven tomorrow night?” He grins, “I’ll be there.” He leaves you with one last kiss, and you couldn’t have had a better night dressed as a candy cane.

--- Bonus ---

Hoseok calls you up, “A little birdie told me you were dating?” You blink, “Did Min say something?” He gasps, “You’re calling him Min, now? Oh, yeah, you’re in deep. I didn’t think when you met him, you’d fall for him.” You laugh, “What did you think I’d do?” He says, “Honestly, I don’t know. But that was different. But I like it.” “Thanks.” He asks, “When’s your next date with him?” “Tonight.” “Two dates in a row? Oh, he really likes you.” You smile, “I hope so, 'cause I really like him.”

[clownwix]

Happy Halloween 🎃

Vampire Hyungwon 🧛🏼 ✨️

[the-clan-x]

Hyungwon as a victorian vampire. Digital art by me.

[theworldofsisi]

Love Bites (Part One)

Fandom: MonstaX

Paring: Hyungwonxreader

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Hyungwon would be home soon. The realization that your daddy, who had specifically told you to be a good girl and not touch yourself while he was away, caused the fingers you were currently fucking your wet pussy with to speed up their tempo. The thought of the tall, dark and handsome vampire looming over you as he fucked you into the canopy-lined bed had you moaning his name as you fingered yourself with one hand and squeezed a nipple with the other. You were so caught up in the throes of your pleasure that you didn’t hear the bedroom door creak open as a tall figured slipped inside, gently shutting the door behind. As your orgasm approached, the chants of Hyungwon’s name came out faster and more frantic, as if the intensity was matching the waves of pleasure coursing through your body. You arched your back into the mattress as you came, desperately trying to milk every last drop of your sweet release.

You splayed out on your back, taking deep restorative breaths as your accelerated heart rate began to level out and you could feel yourself coming down. You blinked your eyes open and as soon as you did, your breath caught in your throat, and you gasped for a reason completely unrelated to pleasure. Hyungwon was looming over you, his loose-fitting, white button-up undone enough to expose his chest. You could see the barely concealed erection tenting his black work slacks, and despite your complete shock and recent orgasm, you could feel yourself getting wet again. Hyungwon sniffed the air, so casually that it was barely perceptible, but you knew him well enough to know exactly what he was doing. He smiled down at you with a grin just wide enough for you to peek at his fangs.

“Aw kitten, you started without me. After I specifically told you to wait for me. Was it that hard being good for daddy while he went to work for the day? I guess you mortals don’t have thousands of years to hone your patience, but a few hours should have been manageable, no?”

“I’m so sorry, daddy. I guess you’ll have to teach me how to be patient. You might need to punish me.” You weren’t sorry at all, and Hyungwon knew it. He smiled down at you and made a tsking noise with his tongue.

“You’d like that, wouldn’t you? Having daddy fuck you right until the brink of release, then pulling out right when you’re right on the edge, and making you wait so long that you’re begging for his cock?”

“Yes, daddy.” You moaned as you slipped a finger back into your entrance as you held eye contact with him, almost getting off on the way that he devoured you with his eyes.

            “If you insist on pleasuring yourself, at least give daddy a taste.” You slipped your fingers out of your dripping pussy and held them out to him as he leaned over you, taking each of your digits into his mouth one by one. He tilted his head back as if sampling an expensive Chardonnay.

            “Your taste is simply divine, more exquisite than even the sweetest of nectars. Won’t you let daddy have a taste straight from the source?” You nodded your consent as Hyungwon slid down onto the plush velvet carpet below him. He spread your legs further apart to accommodate his stature before lowering his face to your entrance and giving your folds a small, almost kitten-like lick. You let a moan to let him know that he was off to a great start and that seemed to spur him on as he began delving his tongue in and out of your pussy, noisily slurping up your juices as he did so. You squeezed your knees closed around his head and wound your hands through his black hair, desperate to get his tongue deeper inside of you. You pulled his hair as you bucked your hips, allowing his tongue to penetrate deeper as the wet muscle explored every inch of your inner cavern. You began chanting Hyungwon’s name as your second orgasm of the night loomed, leaving you breathless and dizzy as your back arched off the bed from the sheer pleasure. Right before you reached sweet release, Hyungwon pulled back, leaving you feeling dazed and confused. You allowed your eyes to flutter open just in time to see him wiping your juices off his chin with the back of his hand. He smirked as he stood upright and held out his hand to you.

            “I told you I would have to punish you for starting without me. But first my dearest, have a taste. You truly are delectable.” You did as he ordered and licked yourself off the back of his hand, wincing at the taste.

            “I don’t know what you’re talking about, it doesn’t taste delicious to me.” You said, swirling your tongue around the inside of your mouth. Hyungwon chuckled as rubbed a hand up your inner thigh, sending shivers up your spine.

            “You simply haven’t had a millennium to refine your palate. You probably weren’t even alive when artisans crafted the finest wines. It’s a shame, really, because you are quite delicious.” You moaned, you couldn’t even lie to yourself, the thought that HyungWon found you delicious turned you on more than even his head game, which was beyond A+. In fact, his head game was so good that you just had to return the favor. You grabbed his hand and pulled him down onto the bed, switching positions as you sank down onto your knees in front of him. He cocked an eyebrow as he stared down at you, as if challenging you to give him a better orgasm. It was almost as if the cocky son-of-a-bitch could read your mind –

            “I can, but that’s not pertinent to the matter at hand.” You found yourself pouting like a child at the fact that he had never told you that he could read your mind. How dare he keep such a cool ability from you? “You’re getting distracted, Y/N. Focus on making me cum like the good like cock slut I trained you to be.” In your mind, you verbally called him every name in the book, and he made that devilish tsking noise with his tongue again. “Now now, kitten, someone’s got a filthy mouth. Should we wash it out with soap, or would my hot cum sliding down your throat satisfy you? You’d make sure to drink every lost drop, right? You don’t want daddy to have to lick it off himself, no?” In lieu of a response (what was the point when he could hear your innermost thoughts?), you unzipped his pants, revealing his hard cock, minus underwear of any sort. You glanced up at him and he stared down at you, his expression completely unfazed. Smirking to yourself, you wrestled him out of his slacks, being intentionally rough as you did so.

You met his hooded gaze as you grabbed his cock by the base and took him into your mouth inch by inch until the tip bumped into the back of your throat. Still making direct eye contact, you began to suck. You started off slow at first, bobbing your head up and down at a slow and steady pace that bordered on teasing. Less than a minute in, you could sense Hyungwon’s impatience as he wound his hands through your hair, collecting a fistful into a ponytail and pulling hard enough to border on pain. You gave a few more shallow sucks before you increased your tempo, bobbing your head up and down on his cock so fast that every downstroke burned your throat and brought tears to your eyes. As you sucked, you began fondling his sack with your free hand, giving each ball your utmost attention. The added stimulation had Hyungwon bucking his hips up into your willing mouth, causing his dick to hit the back of your throat more frequently. You were just beginning to get accustomed to the burn, as Hyungwon muttered out a frenzied warning.

“Y/N” he growled, his voice low from arousal. “I’m–” Before he could even get the words out, you had already increased the speed of your bobbing again, ignoring the gag reflex that was warning you to slow down. Just when you thought you couldn’t take it anymore and were about to throw up on his dick or pass out from sheer exertion, Hyungwon released his load down your throat with a grunt of your name. He released your hair and you let him fall out of your mouth with an audible ‘pop’ as the suction from your mouth was released. You held his cum in your mouth as you gave his dick a cursory lick, intentionally allowing some of his cum to dribble down your chin and onto your tits as you looked up at him. Despite having come mere seconds before, the desire burning in Hyungwon’s eyes was as bright as ever as he stood up and grabbed you by your chin, pulling you to your feet. Just when you thought he was going to give you a hug, he threw you down onto the bed and climbed on top of you, kissing and licking down your chin and breast where the cum trail had landed. He gave your nipple a teasing pinch before he came back up and planted a kiss at the corner of your mouth. He collapsed onto the bed beside you and kicked off his pants so he would be comfortable and then covering himself up the blood red felt comforter. You crawled into the warmth of the comforter beside him as he left an opening for you. He wrapped his arms around you and held you close as you took in the inviting scent of sandalwood and menthol that lingered on his skin. Feeling content and safe, you drifted off into a blissful sleep.

[missywritesfor7]

🌙Moon’s Light | JJK🌙

Synopsis: Luna is a young paralegal trying to maintain her new found independence and enjoy life. Too bad her job sucks and her boss is the worst. As if that wasn’t bad enough, she encounters a vampire named Jungkook who changes her life in more ways than one.

Jungkook is a shield and protector of the vampire kingdom of Korealis. He’s trained his entire life to block out any and all distractions and focus solely on becoming the strongest. While investigating a potential threat to the kingdom, he encounters Luna who turns out to be more than he could have ever imagined. It becomes his job to protect her, but he can’t tell if what he’s feeling is his devotion to the job or perhaps something deeper.

Secrets are uncovered. Lives are on the line. Hearts are tested.

Pairing: Vampire!Jungkook x Fem!OC

Warnings: Violence, character death, eventual smut, tragedy, some angst, strong language, MINORS DNI

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|| Ch. 22: Tease ||

Luna remained in bed a little longer until she felt she was ok to try standing. Jungkook helped her to the kitchen so she could eat something and properly introduce herself to his mom, Sunyoung, who insisted that it was ok for Luna to call her by name. Jungkook put together a plate of food for Luna and got her a drink as well. His mom mentioned how he’s never been so hospitable with anyone before. That turned into her and Luna teasing Jungkook.

Things were going well until Jungkook got a frantic call from Jin. The rest of the guys came back from looking into Park Hyungwon more. While they were feeling optimistic about the information they found, that quickly turned to worry when they walked into the sparring room and saw the mess that was left behind. No one knew where Jungkook and Luna were so they were worried something bad had happened. They’re glad they’re both ok, but are now worried that they may not be able to keep everything a secret much longer.

Jungkook’s dad spoke with the King who began questioning Jin about Luna and why she’s been around so much. Jin tried his best to not give too much information, but he wasn’t able to hide that Jungkook has taken a liking to Luna. The King doesn’t mind so long as it doesn’t interfere with work. The guys have all dated here and there and it’s never been a problem with the King. But Jungkook dating has always been a problem for Minseok.

Jungkook let Jin know that they’re at his mom’s house and will be for awhile. Jin allows him to remain with Luna for now, however he wants him present when they get ready to take down Park Hyungwon. Keeping Luna with Jungkook’s mom will allow him to fight with his brothers again instead of being left behind and feeling like he’s being punished.

Jungkook’s mom leaves the two of them to themselves while she goes out to run some errands. In the meantime Jungkook takes Luna to the backyard where he shows her the small swing set his mom never got rid of.

“You didn’t tell me this was here,” Luna says excitedly taking a seat on the swing. “Why does she still have this if you guys are much older now?”

“She said she wanted to keep it for her future grandchildren,” he chuckles standing behind her and pushing her lightly.

“Did you plan on giving her some?” She jokes.

“I can’t even date without it turning into a war,” he says sarcastically. “I haven’t even thought about kids.”

“What about your brother? Does he want kids?”

“No. That’s the crazy thing. If my dad gave a shit enough to see what we wanted he’d know that Junghyun doesn’t even want kids. He doesn’t want to start his own family or anything. He just wants to be left alone,” he laughs pushing Luna a little higher. “Hyung likes to do his own thing, kind of like me, but dad is always up his ass about starting a family the way he’s up mine about training.”

“But your brother is a shield too, right? Why doesn’t he have to train as much?”

“He does, but his training is geared more towards finding someone to start a family with. It’s the dumbest thing,” he scoffs. “My dad looks for someone suitable and sets them up on a date. It’s like something out of a drama. The best part though is that hyung is only taking advantage. Dad pays for everything and hyung gets a free night out, a free meal, and if he’s lucky he’ll get laid too. Then he’ll come back and say things didn’t work out.”

“Your brother is actually a genius,” Luna laughs. “Will I ever meet him?”

“Sure, if he’s ever around,” he shrugs.

“Why isn’t he around?”

“He moved in with Yoongi’s brother. He got fed up one day and said he didn’t want to live in the palace anymore with my dad constantly up his ass. My dad tried to stop him but in the end he couldn’t. He only finally accepted it because he’s staying with a Min not far from the palace. He still hates it though. I’m sure hyung messed with his mind a bit, but he won’t admit it.”

“Messed with his mind how?”

“Hyung can get into people’s heads and get them to agree to whatever he wants them to. He doesn’t do it much, and never admits when he does, but I’m sure that’s how he got away with moving out.”

“Wow, he can really get into people’s heads like that?”

“Yeah,” Jungkook says slowing the swing. “It gives me an idea.” He leans down and wraps his arms around her.

“What kind of idea?” She slowly puts her hand on his.

“What do you think?” He smirks.

An image flashes in Luna’s head. The same image as before. The image of her moaning at each one of his thrusts inside her. The image that’s making her wet right now. Then she’s suddenly hit with the reality that they’re at his mom’s house, she’s still weak, and what does that have to do with anything they were talking about?

“Kookie!” She says hitting his hand. “We’re at your mom’s house!”

“What?” He asks twisting the swing to make her face him. “What are you thinking?”

“Oh,” she says remembering her visions are supposed to be a secret. “Um nothing. What were you thinking about?”

“The same thing you’re thinking about,” he teases.

“I wasn’t thinking about anything,” she lies breaking eye contact.

“Oh really?” He takes her hand again and gives her another glimpse into his mind. “You look like you have something on your mind.”

He lifts her chin forcing her to look at him. She doesn’t know what to say that won’t get her caught, but she knows she needs to tell him anyway. Before she can muster the courage to do so, he leans in and sears the heat of his lips against hers.

“Tell me what you see,” he whispers.

“Jungkook…”

“Did you see something good?”

“I…”

“Don’t lie to me, baby. I know you can’t stop thinking about me.” He takes her hand again and gives her another vision of their shared pleasure.

“Are you…”

“Showing you what you want to see?”

“Are you doing this on purpose?” She asks pulling her hand away.

“Just until you stop keeping secrets from me,” he says raising his brow.

“So you know?”

“Were you not going to tell me?”

“I was, I just…wasn’t sure how.”

“Easy,” he says pulling her to her feet and cupping her face in his hands. “You just say ‘I’ve been creeping on you like a sneaky little spy’ and that’s it.”

“Well that’s not exactly what I was doing.”

“Then what were you doing that you couldn’t tell me about from the start?”

“Nothing, I didn’t really know what was happening at first. I thought what I was seeing was just a dream, but then it kept happening.”

“When did it start?”

“When I was in my coma.”

“When you told me you only saw darkness?”

“Yes. I know I lied. I’m sorry. I was trying to make sense of it all first. You can’t hold it against me forever,” she pouts.

“Yes I can,” he smirks. “I feel like I have to get even now.” He taps the bite mark on her neck that’s still quite painful.

“Ow you fucking asshole!” She yells hitting him.

“You lie to me and I’m the asshole?”

“Yes.”

“Such a baby,” he laughs.

“Ugh! Fuck you!” She says hitting him again.

“You can’t hide your feelings from me, LuLu,” he chuckles holding her tightly with her arms pinned to her side.

“My feelings for you are just pure distaste,” she groans through her teeth trying to escape his hold.

“After everything we’ve been through together? That hurts, LuLu,” he says sarcastically.

He lets her go and takes a step back looking at her with a smirk. She tries hitting him again but she finds herself unable to move. It’s like she’s been put on ice, completely frozen and unsure of what’s wrong with her body.

“What the fuck? Why can’t I move?!” She shouts.

“You don’t have to yell,” he laughs. “You’ll disturb the neighbors.”

“What did you do to me??”

“Calm down,” he says getting an inch in front of her face. “You’re not the only one with secret abilities.”

“You sneaky little shit!”

“I’m a sneaky little shit? How many of my memories have you snuck your way into?”

“Ok ok I get it. I’m sorry. You got your revenge, now release me from whatever curse you put on me!” She yells trying to break herself free.

“Not until you tell me how much you’ve seen.”

She says nothing and continues struggling to make her body move with what little strength she has left. Jungkook watches her a moment before putting his arms back around her.

“Calm down, hot head,” he says. “You’re going to kill yourself if you blast off your power again. You’re still very fragile and weak.”

“I’m not a hot head, you’re just a dick!”

“Seriously, LuLu, why are you always so angry? Your power is incredible, but when you keep getting mad all the time it’s only going to keep hurting you. You need to meditate or something and get that shit under control. You’re like a ticking time bomb.”

“Just let me go,” she growls.

“You can start by saying please.”

“I will end you!”

“That’s exactly what I’m talking about,” he says releasing his hold on her. “I’ll let you go now because I don’t want you hurting yourself again.”

“I wouldnt be so angry if you’d stop provoking me,” she says hitting his chest.

“Stop being so easy to provoke. I mean it. I’m surprised you didn’t kill my dad the way you killed that goon before you fell into a coma. Every time you get mad like that you’re putting your life in danger.”

“Teach me how to control it then, mister master demon thing.”

“Get your strength first,” he says poking her shoulder. “Then I’ll show you how to be a civilized member of society.”

“How did I get stuck dealing with you?” She huffs grabbing his wrist to stop him from poking her. He gives her another glimpse of their steamy moment and she hits his chest again. “Stop that!”

“Tell me you don’t like it and I won’t do it again,” he smirks.

“You-I-grrr,” she stutters.

“Admit it,” he says picking her up and wrapping her legs around his waist. “You can’t get enough of me.”

“Shut up,” she huffs leaning in to give him a kiss. “I don’t like you at all.” She kisses him again.

“Is that why you can’t keep your lips off of me?” He smiles.

“Don’t be so full of yourself, bunny boy.”

She gives him another kiss lingering on his lips to keep him from making another smug comment, but also to savor the taste of his lips. She doesn’t know why she hates giving him the satisfaction of knowing she enjoys every little thing about him. Maybe it’s because he’ll never stop teasing her. Perhaps it’s so she won’t have to watch him puff out his chest and give her that shit eating grin when he knows he has her wrapped around his finger, no matter how much she tries to fight it.

She loves how tight he holds her. The way he’s effortlessly holding her around his waist while his hands grip her thighs makes her kiss him even harder. His tongue taking a tour of her mouth fills her with endless butterflies. She feels like she’s flying, though it’s only the feeling of him carrying her back into the house and laying her down on the bed. His body pressed against hers warms her like a thick blanket while his hands traveling all over her body gives her chills. The feeling of fire and ice sends a small moan through her throat that’s instantly swallowed by him as he continues the battle his tongue is having with hers.

Jungkook’s body is overwhelmed with the suffocating arousal he’s getting from her. She tastes so sweet, so intoxicating, and so fucking satisfying. He can’t help but grind his hips into her creating a dangerous friction that he can hardly stand any longer.

“Tokki!” The sound of Sunyoung’s voice comes ringing through the house as she returns from running her errands. Her return startles Luna and Jungkook sending him right into his bunny form.

“Really?” Luna whispers disappointed and slightly amused.

Jungkook looks up at her then runs out of the room to see what his mom wants. He nearly forgot where they were and cursed everything for their moment being interrupted. He only changed form to hide the tent he had forming in his pants. That’s not a conversation he wants to have with his mom. Not now or ever.

“What are you hiding for now?” His mom says as he greets her in the kitchen. “I need help with the groceries.”

Luna steps into the kitchen to see tiny furry Jungkook looking up at his mom. She figures the least she can do is help out however she can since his mom is nice enough to let her stay there.

“I’ll help you,” Luna says getting ready to step outside to the car to get the rest of the groceries.

Jungkook quickly transforms back and stops Luna in her tracks.

“No you won’t,” he says turning her by her shoulders and walking her to the couch in the living room. “I’ll get the groceries. You sit here and don’t do anything that’s going to take too much energy.”

“Dealing with you already takes too much energy,” she jokes.

“Then don’t do anything else,” he chuckles making his way outside.

Luna sits by as Jungkook helps his mom put the groceries away. She’s thankful his mom is nice enough to let her stay there when they’d never met before. That’s when it hit her. The night he left her after she woke up from her coma and Jungkook returned the next morning. She remembers the memory she saw when she was trying to get him to tell her how much time she had left to live. The woman in the memory was his mom. He was talking to his mom about her. She only saw the part where he was talking about her not having long to live, but she wonders what else he said to his mom about her. He was upset when he left that night so she wonders if he came here to vent his frustrations. However, his mom seems very warm and welcoming, more than she’d expect someone to be towards someone who upset her son.

Luna’s mind is swirling with possibilities. What does his mom know about her? Does she know that she was human up until a few days ago? Does she know about Jungkook’s feelings for her? His dad was enraged when he saw that she was a convert, would his mom be upset about it as well? She remains lost in thought until Jungkook joins her on the couch.

“Do you want bulgogi for dinner?” He asks happily.

“Yeah,” Luna says smiling back at his enthusiasm. “Sounds good.”

“What’s wrong?” He asks noticing the slight difference in her tone.

“Nothing. Why do you think something’s wrong?”

“You seem like you have something on your mind.”

“It’s nothing. I was just thinking about how things got to this point. It’s just crazy I guess. It all happened so fast. I haven’t been able to fully process everything.”

“Are you having regrets?” He asks with a worried look.

“No. I mean there wasn’t much else I could do so I don’t regret anything. I’m just trying to adjust to this new reality and this new life.”

“Well you know you have me if you ever need anything.”

“Thanks,” she smiles holding his hand. “You’re a pain in the ass, but a sweet one.”

“What kind of compliment is that?” He laughs.

“One that will keep your ego from getting too big,” she jokes.

“My ego doesn’t get big,” he huffs.

“I told you not to lie in my house!” His mom shouts from the kitchen.

“Really mom?” He pouts.

“As I was saying,” Luna laughs.

“You say nothing else,” he says rolling his eyes.

“Aww did I upset baby Koo?” She teases squeezing his cheeks.

“Are you enjoying yourself?”

“Very much so,” she laughs.

He pouts some more until his phone rings pulling him away from Luna’s teasing. He steps outside for a few minutes then returns with a worried look on his face. He first goes into the kitchen to talk to his mom, then returns to Luna in the living room.

“Looks like it’s just going to be you and mom for dinner tonight,” he says.

“Why? What happened?” Luna asks.

“Choi tried to escape.”

“What? Really??” Luna asks jumping to her feet.

“You have dinner and I’ll be back when we have everything under control.” He sits her back down on the couch and hits her with a hard kiss. “Don’t worry about me. I know what I’m doing,” he smiles giving her another quick kiss and turning to leave.

Of course she knows that he knows what he’s doing. Yet for some reason she still can’t seem to shake the worry. She only hopes that he comes back in one piece.