#wong yukhei drabble

[whosjunglejim4322]

a soft makeout drabble w bf xuxi, slight suggestiveness 💌

You'll never get tired of kissing Yukhei, you just simply can't see that ever happening, not when he's so sickeningly sweet to taste.

It always ends up like this after more than an hour of being alone with the doe eyed boy, even when he's got practice in approximately ten minutes. You're on his broad lap, thighs on either side of his narrow hips and your mouths pressed against eachother.

It's too good, you can get off on just this alone and he's fully aware, massive hands cupping your face, fingertips hooked at the nape of your neck while he moves back and forth from top lip to bottom, suckling.

He's always too intoxicating, everything you feel and see and hear is so inherentlyYukhei, you feel like your heart might burst right through your shirt if your chest weren't pressed up against his.

It's so domestic, huddled together on his couch, the sounds of soft smacking filling the space between you two. You're both still practically in pajamas from the night before, his rumpled black tee and grey sweats still managing to make him look unfairly good if not more.

He hums lowly into your mouth, and only then do you realise that you've gripped a tuft of his messy, plum colored hair gently between your fingers as his soft tongue brushes against yours.

Your hands move down to smooth over the planes of his neck, and then down the sturdy pair of shoulders that you've held onto so many times before in moments like this where it's sensual and sweet and you need to grasp onto him just to make sure he doesn't slip between your fingertips like a sweet dream.

He groans as he has to force himself to depart, and you can feel the evidence of his arousal underneath you, snug and firm against your center. His countenance forms into a genuine pout, irises glazed over.

"Fuck, I should just say I'm sick or somethin'"

You chuckle, amused by his boyish smirk and the whine in his tone. Both of you know that it's not an option for him to skip practice, though there's no harm in expressing your frustration. Even if it makes you ten times needier for him.

You reach out to cup his soft cheeks, thumbs stroking the soft, bronze skin. He leans into your palm, pillowy lips spreading into a warm smile as he peers down at you with lovesick eyes.

"I'll come over when you're done, if you want." You tell him, caressing the edge of his jaw.

He takes a deep breath through his nose to calm himself down, a pointless feat when you're still on top of him, warm and beautiful and all his. His hands rest on your lower back, fingertips tracing the skin where your shirt has risen up.

"Of course I want you to come over, my silly babyyyy." He coos at you in a voice that is only used when the two of you are alone, meant to make you giggle in a way that has his heart filling with adoration like a balloon.

"Kay, I'll be here then." You lean in to kiss his plush lips one more time, his chin already tilting forward in an attempt to beat you to it. It's soft, quicker than either of you would like. But it's enough.

"M'gonna kiss you sooo hard tonight."

[koos-euphoria]

Hi, lucas manhandling petite oc w choking and clit spanking? Off nasty m sorry

lucas/reader | smut | 18+ | drabble

wordcount: 162

warnings: man handling, choking, degradation, clit spanking, sir kink.

ᴍᴀɪɴ ᴍ.ʟɪsᴛ | ɴᴄᴛ ᴍ.ʟɪsᴛ

© koos-euphoria 2020. Do not repost, modify or translate.

Lucas grips you by your neck as he pushing you down onto the bed. Letting go he pulls you roughly to the edge of the bed, spreading your legs to look at your dripping core. He chuckles darkly at you, “You’ve been a bad girl you know?” He says as he spanks your clit sharply, a whine escapes from your lips. Lucy’s was quick to run slow soothing circles on it, and please fills your body. Lucas raises an eyebrow at you as he waits for an answer but your mind was lost. He retracts his hand back and spanks it again. “I said, you’ve been a bad girl, are you even sorry little girl?” He questions. You almost give yourself whiplash from how fast you nod. “Yes sir, I’m so sorry” you say as you look up at him through you lashes. Lucas hums as he begins to rub circles on your clit again. “Show me how sorry you are then”

[baekhyunbitz]

(2:13 a.m.)- Self doubt and anxiety going through your mind, the voices in your head keeping you awake at this hour on a chilly winter's night. Yukhei softly groans from your tossing and turning, he wraps his arm around your midriff slowly but securely before pulling you against his body. His delicate touch slowly inching up your arm finding its home intertwined with your hand, feather like pecks run along your shoulder up to the back of your neck.

"No one can hurt you babe.. I'm always right here." The voices start to disperse, his deep, fatigued voice sending a slight chill down your body. Cozying closer to your boyfriend, leaving a kiss on each knuckle of his hand;

"Thank you Yukhei.." He leaves one last kiss to your shoulder as sleep takes over your body and mind.

(This is probably stupid as fuck but oh well, its raw, and it's late and I'm just feeling depressed and wanted to write what it would be like having lucas there to help ease my mind and just cuddle with me.)

[solcheeky]

i would like to request a yukhei fluff! anything will do! (morning cuddles maybe hehehe) 💘

you wake up in an unfamiliar yet familiar room; as you squint around a recognisable scent fills your nose

this isn’t your bedroom… it’s yukheis

the realisation makes you spring up but the heavy arm around your waist prevents you from completely doing so

beside you, yukhei lets out a low groan and a string of inaudible words

shit. your heart pounds and your head starts spinning. what happened last night?

“yukhei,” you peel his arm off of you, “yukhei wake up” you use your palm to shove the side of his head

your best-friend only stirs a little bit, eyes never opening, yet his arms still come to cling at your waist, “it’s so early go back to sleep you dimwit”

you sigh, unwillingly letting your hands run through his hair, “I’m serious yukhei, what the fuck happened last night?”

you feel him laugh into the tshirt you were wearing; his tshirt oh my god—

“relax,” he chuckles, “nothing happened, you just stayed over because you could barely function, let alone walk back to your house.”

then he pulls you down till your locked under his arms

this wasn’t good.

you had made a promise to yourself to get rid of your feelings, keep them a secret in order not to ruin your relationship with yukhei as best-friends

you stiffen completely when he tucks you under his chin, one leg wrapping over your body with his intoxicating smell making you dizzy

“hug me then” yukhei laughs, “why are you so stiff? it’s like I’m hugging a stone,” he gives you a squeeze “are you okay?”

it’s not like you haven’t cuddled before, it was just— it’s different now. because now, you can’t control the racing of your heart or the heat that immediately flushes to your face at his touch

“blockhead, are you even listening to me?” yukheis raspy morning voice cuts your train of thoughts

“I have class!” you blurt out, pushing his chest back

yukhei gives you the weirdest look, “what are—”

“class,” you clear your throat, “we have classes to go to”

“it’s saturday” he raises a brow at you, swiping his tongue over his lip, “what’s going on with you?”

even the way he brushes his hair back and lightly shakes it out of his eyes makes your heart skip a beat

“n-nothing” you gulp

yukhei lazily rubs his eye, “okay well,” he lifts himself up on a forearm, “if you don’t want to sleep, we can have breakfast together?”

together, his words echo in your mind

“look I—” you shuffle back a little, “um, I should—”

“should what?” yukhei scratches his head

you don’t know

“come on,” he groans falling into the bed sheets with a puff, “I’m tired, just stay for a little bit longer?” he turns his head to face you

you bite your lip in hesitation

yukhei blinks slowly at you, a charming smirk forming on his lips, “is that a yes?”

but before you can protest, he rolls over onto you, chuckling into the skin on your neck

“yukhei!—”

then in one swift moment he pulls the duvet over the both of you; his cheek squashing into your chest and his arms snaking around your waist

“yuk—”

“sh!” his eyes are closed but he has a goofy smile on his face

“no—”

“ah! sleep!!”

you pull your chin up, in attempt to move away from his fluffy hair

“jesus y/n” he sighs, “loosen up” then he tugs at your arms, putting one on top of his hair and the other on his back

you gulp nervously

allowing yourself to let loose a little, you rake your fingers through his hair and rub your hand up and down his back

satisfied enough, yukhei pretends he can’t feel your heart pounding in your chest

[xsandjenos]

Missing Home / Lucas

Summary: Being an idol is hard, especially when you’re away from home.

Lucas begins to feel homesick for Thailand, and it hurts to see him so sad. In order to cure Lucas of his home sickness you try to find various ways to make him feel at home.

Word Count: 667 words

Genre: fluff, angst, bulleted, boyfriend!Lucas au

Warnings: slight angst lol there’s just one part that’s really emotional is all

A/N: I was inspired to write his after seeing episode 11 of NCT’s Hot & Young Seoul Trip. I got so emotional seeing Lucas talking about how much he missed his mom.

Lately you had noticed your boyfriend, Lucas had been more homesick for Thailand

You both curled up on the couch. He played with locks of your hair as he talked to you about his home and his family

Being able to see your family only once a year was taking an emotional toll on Lucas

He wanted to be strong for his family, you could hear him whispering “it’s okay” to himself as he held back his tears

Lucas didn’t like crying, but you were there to remind him that it was okay to cry

So he did just that, every bottled up emotion spilling out. You held him tightly in your arms, it was rare to see Yukhei so vulnerable

He was always so happy, his inner child always shining through

But not everyone can be happy all the time

He continued to sob like child, while you caressed his head

Lucas heaved a sigh, “I’m a tough guy. I have to be strong,” he said forcing a smile

You pressed a kiss to his forehead, “You can be tough and still cry, it’s okay.”

The next few days you did your best to distract Yukhei by going on dates or hanging out with the rest of the boys

“Xuxi let’s go see a movie!”

“Mark and Johnny are free today. Let’s hang out with them.”

For a while it worked, but people can’t control their emotions. You could still sense Lucas felt homesick

It was your date night with Lucas, he’d chosen a Thai restaurant in Ikseon-dong

“I just felt like having Thai food tonight,” he explained flashing you one of his adorable dopey grins

The two of you sat there enjoying one another’s presence

“Thai food reminds me of my mom. I really miss her,” he smiled looking down at the meal that reminded him of home.

It was a Friday afternoon, your laptop settled on your lap. You were able to get in contact with Yukhei’s mom and video call her.

You wanted to surprise Lucas so you called him over and told him you wanted to have a movie night date

Lucas walked in unaware of your plan. “What’re you working on babe?” he asked glancing at your laptop

You grinned turning around your laptop to reveal Yukhei’s mom on screen.

His jaw hung open, “Mom?!”

Tears of joy welled in his eyes. You knew Lucas loved his family with every fibre of his being

“I’ll leave you two alone to talk,” You gestured towards the laptop. Before you could leave the room Lucas pressed a chaste kiss to your lips.

“Thank you for doing this baby.”

You left the room allowing Lucas to have some time alone with his mom

“I really, missed you mom.”

“I miss you too, sweetheart.”

Yukhei sat there for hours telling his mother about all his experiences as an idol, he talked about his members, what life was like in Korea. He wished he could talk with her forever

“I’m glad I finally got the chance to talk with you mom,”

“You can thank Y/N for that. She called me and told me how much you’ve missed me,” his mom explained.

“Y/N, is perfect, mom. I can’t imagine being without her.”

“She’s a keeper, I think she’s good for you.”

Unfortunately, all good things do come to an end and Yukhei said his goodbyes closing the laptop

You were lying in bed reading when Lucas slid into bed next to you.

“How was it?” You asked placing your head on his chest. Feeling the vibration of his breathing.

“I’m sorry, Lucas. I know it’s not the same as seeing your mom in person but-“

He cut you off with a kiss, “It’s okay, thank you Y/N. Don’t worry, one day I’ll take you to meet my mom.”

“Y-you want me too meet your mom?!”

“Of course, I want her to meet the love of my life in person.” He replied, kissing you again.

[d0youngread]

SIGH

Fucking WayV and Lucas bro

IS BRO IN THE GROUP OR NOT- let's discuss ft. @ireneanon

So...

We've had idols be kicked out of groups from bullying, S/A, drug, dui scandals and such, do i believe this is probably bs made up from these women? 50/50.

I only say that because so many netizens have lied in the past to get those 15 seconds of fame and to yk obviously gain attention or the payment from the lawsuits and stuff IF they win.

However if we do have solid evidence (which I'll be digging into) that's a different story. People can easily edit (like bitch I'm scared) and make fake shit on some type of website or whatnot, the Photoshop is starting to be a new concern of mine..

MOVING ON THO- as much as I know about this situation and I'm neither SM or Lucas, I don't know how to feel about it or whether this is some type of bullshit.

Would you rather feel the need to make a situation like this private and work it out IN PRIVATE? Knowing netizens, that's not an option here so what are we working with

(photo doesn't belong to me, credits to the owner)

When I searched for the proof of these netizens' accusations, nothing really showed up, if someone finds something lmk cause I'm lost asf;

So, the girlies are mad, thinks SM is making him apologize- which- does happen, but I also think he could have apologized because he was scared of his rep and career, or wanted to get over it cause maybe it was bs.

There was no evidence of Lucas being in NCT's recent merch, his name, face, anything of Lucas' brand not found present whatsoever, which makes me like 70% sure that bro is not coming back or won't be back for a LONG time, talking the 'blackpink hiatus aesthetic' gone.

Like, yeah some members won't show up in recent merch in a hiatus, but very unlikely; they are still apart of said group. Plus if I'm not wrong this was from something like a season's greetings or some shit so album, understandable, but season's greetings? Yeah you're most likely gone.

Also speaking on the fact that fans haven't heard from him or haven't heard the words SM or NCT come out of his mouth since, I mean you could just be trying to stay low but bro is one of the most popular NCT members so I doubt anyone is gonna let him get a break. On top of that SM not even mentioning his name as much or at all anymore says a lot, so I'm saying that most likely he's going to be expelled or go on an indefinite hiatus.

So... Yeah I don't think he's going to be here anymore, if he is good for him, have fun with that but that's all I'm like processing right now. And if he does come back I will most likely be calling BS on the netizens' part if we see no evidence that he has committed these things, after all it says accusations.

Just, idk idk idk

[neopuppy]

Regular-Irregular: Part 1. (M)

Preview: “Is there anything you need from me? Anything I should prepare?” You asks Lucas nervously.

“Well..hah..” Lucas nods down to his crotch, pouting his lips with a smirk. “Nothing can prepare you for this, but if you can get past me.. you’ll be perfect here.” Johnny and Lucas bursts into laughter. Your brows furrowing together, but nodding with a smile none the less.

“Thank you for this opportunity alphas. I won’t let you down.”

Pairing: Female omega reader x alpha Lucas ft alpha Xiaojun

Word Count: 2.7k

Genre: omegaverse, straight up PWOP, pure FICTION.

Smut Warning: degradation, humiliation, big alpha cock, teasing, fingering, knotting, slick, voyeur, cumshot

Intro—>

Second Interview

Red. Form fitting. Tight.

“Something red will impress.” Repeating the words over in your mind admiring over the wine red silky dress. Would this be enough? This felt so wrong, opposite of your usual sense of style. Whatever style that of a broke college graduate with huge student loans could be considered.

“What if he’s not impressed?..” you continue to question pulling into your assigned visitor parking space. “What am I even supposed to do today? I really need this job..” huffing out to no one but yourself as you pull a mirror from your purse.

“You can do this. You got this. Mr. Suh loved you!” You mentally shout out words of encouragement, applying a sheer tinted balm, smacking your lips together.

“Lucas seemed nice right?” Mumbling to yourself, riddled with too many thoughts as you walk toward the elevator. “Yea, I think he liked me? He was excited about me interviewing..” nodding your chin forward, punching the button for the 10th floor. Slapping your own hand away from your mouth before you could nibble over your freshly manicured nails. The doors ding open loudly interrupting your spiraling thoughts.

“Woah..” two alpha’s stand at the floor entrance, looking you up and down. Your pace falters as you step out of the elevator. Nerves shooting about, exploding out of you like fireworks. You pause, with a small bow in their direction.

“Hello.. I’m here for an interview with the HR manager?” you stammer out, gripping at your purse.

“HR?” The shorter alpha questions, fingers stroking across his chin with a smirk. “Hah...second interview?”

“Y-yes...with Luc..”

“Lucas.” The alpha with black hair smiles, displaying bright white teeth. “Love the dress by the way..” he moves to your side, arm resting on the dip of your waist. “Allow me..” he nods, directing you forward.

You swallow following his lead, sweat pooling at your nape. The cold air conditioning blowing across your exposed skin, making it even more obvious how hot you feel. The alpha directs you toward a large room, hand palming at the small of your back.

“Love the pedicure too. Great choice.” He bites down on his lip, pushing the door open.

“Ah, Jaemin you’re back finally... and you’ve brought a gift” Johnny holds out his arms, face brightening up with a smile. “Please come in, bring her to me.”

“Of course boss.” Jaemin directs you toward Mr. Suh, pushing into your back to encourage you forward. Eyes around the conference table all follow your figure, eyes of predators. Eyes of hungry wolves.

“You’re gonna do great, I can tell.” Jaemin leans in, mouthing words directly onto your ear. He shoots you a wink, taking a seat near Lucas. The other alpha lifting his brows pleased with your appearance.

“Let me get a look at you..” Johnny pulls you forward, large hands wrapping around your waist. The heat rushing across your flesh so fast, you’d be a pool of sweat if not for the central air.

“Don’t start without me!” The other alpha from the entrance runs in, shutting the door behind him.

“We should. So you can learn to be on time Haechan.” Johnny says shooting the alpha a glare as he seats. Eyes returning to focus on you. Johnny’s fingers skim up the fabric of your dress, reaching toward the flimsy straps.

“A bra..” he tsks displeased. “Never saw the point in those things, all they do is get in the way.” Johnnys fingers trace beneath your dress, pulling off your bra straps. Hands swiftly returning to your waist, pulling your back into his built chest. He faces you toward the table, nothing but alphas surrounding. Eyes all gleaming with interest, some breathing heavy, others getting more comfortable in their seats.

“You sent the contract back very quickly. You read everything correctly yes?” Johnny tightens an arm around your stomach, hips shoving forward into your ass. He moves your hair to the side, nose running across your neck. Another alpha leans forward on the table biting on his lip. Johnny’s fingers stroking down your upper back removing the clasp from your bra.

“Y-yes..alpha..” you stammer out squeezing your eyes shut. The embarrassment too much, overwhelming your body. Muffled words of disapproval sound out around you. Johnny pulls your bra free, hardened nipples clearly exposed through your dress.

“Keep your eyes open sweetie.” His fingers skim across your jaw, tilting you neck back. “We don’t bite.”

“Yet!..” a deep raspy voice calls out. Your eyes flutter open looking into Johnny’s. The alpha smiles proudly, finger smoothing across your lower lip.

“Good omega’s always do as their told.” Johnny turns your face forward, making sure all the alpha’s see you with your eyes open.

“They follow rules.” Lucas emphasizes tapping a finger into the table. “They don’t argue. Good omega’s listen to everything their alpha’s say.”

“Isn’t he right?” Johnny licks at your earlobe, grinding his hardening length between your ass.

“Yes alpha’s..” your eyes flutter blinking away the moisture gathering up.

“Good omega’s know their place here. You’re nothing more than a stupid fuck hole to take our cum.” The alpha leaning forward closest to you voices out. The rest of the alpha’s nodding in agreement. Your thighs squeeze together, vision blurring behind the pools of tears you try to hold back.

“She likes it..” Johnny’s smile widens, nose digging into your cheek. Forearm gliding down your stomach, hand reaching under your dress. His fingers push between your thighs, squeezing around your mound.

“She’s so wet Jaehyun.” He responds to the alpha leaned on the table. Your own eyes locking with his, receiving a nod of approval.

“Of course she likes it.” Lucas stands up, pushing back his seat. Hands working on removing his belt with ease. “These omega sluts all know deep down inside the only thing they’re good for.”

“Might want to keep this one for myself Lucas” Johnny glares at him, roughly thrusting against you. Lower half bouncing forward into his hand with every movement.

“Aw come on Johnny! It’s been weeks since the last one quit. We’re fucking bored!” The alpha from earlier- Haechan, whines out smacking at his arm rest.

“You’re funny man.” Lucas head shakes, removing his blazer. Lustful eyes roaming over you, working the buttons around his wrists open.

“I’m being serious.” Johnny presses a finger into your slit, thin fabric of your underwear drenched in slick already. “I think I could conduct this portion of the interview better than you.”

“Is that right?” Lucas unzips his pants, pulling out a dick girthy and long enough to pull a shocked gasp out the back of your throat. “Should we grab a ruler?” The alpha smiles proudly with hands on his hips, cock laying against the table. Johnny sighs, pecking over your cheekbone.

“Get through this, you’ll be mine tomorrow.” He murmurs lowly into your ear. Gripping your flimsy underwear with a harsh tug up. Folds wrapping around the soaked fabric.

“Being the boss can be so exhausting.” He groans, shoving your body in Lucas direction. You fall clumsily landing into the alpha’s lap sat near Lucas. His jaw tightens, lifting a thick sharp brow.

“Xiaojun... help me out here.” Lucas snaps fingers at the alpha wrapping arms around your waist. Xiaojun gives you a look, swiping away a tear that finally breaks free.

“I love when they cry.” He grins full of mischief. Something mocking in his tone. You suck in air swallowing down a hiccup nervously. Xiaojun stands up, holding onto the back of your thighs and waist.

“Where do you want her?” He asks with a glance around the room.

“Set her down right here.” Lucas points his chin to the spot on the table in front of him. “Won’t distract you too much from your work, right boys?” The alpha taunts out with a laugh.

Pleased grunts and responses follow. Johnny focuses on setting up a power point, clapping hands together for attention from the group of alpha’s. Xiaojun lays you down in front of Lucas. The alpha grabbing onto your calves, pulling you in closer to fit between your legs.

“Red’s my favorite” Lucas smirks, long fingers gripping your knees, parting you open. “We won’t be needing these.” He bunches your dress up, ripping off the sides of your panties.

“Give me those!” The alpha that led you here- Jaemin calls out with grabby hands. Xiaojun rolls his eyes picking up the slicked up fabric.

“He’s kind of strange.” He peers down at you, shoving the underwear toward Jaemin seated to the side.

“What are we?” Lucas laughs out, hands squeezing down over the meat of your thighs. “Damn, you really are wet.” His brows waggle, fingers pulling your folds open. You squeak out in embarrassment, feeling slick slide down to your ass thick and heavy.

“You’ll never fit in there..” Xiaojun whispers staring between your legs from over Lucas shoulder. The alpha circles around your entrance curiously.

“..but she’s so wet” his forehead creases down the middle. “You taken real alpha dick before baby?” Lucas looks into your eyes with question. Your chest rises rapidly, digging nails into your hands. You lick at your drying lips, trying to regain moisture in your mouth, weakly shaking your head. Lucas sighs, prodding at your entrance.

“You can take it.. “ he pushes a finger inside you, long enough to reach deep in you. “Damn..” Lucas smile widens, pressing into your walls.

“Come here..” he mumbles, pulling you up by your shoulder with his free hand. Lucas leans in gazing at you with lazy desire filled eyes. Another finger working way in you, thick lips pouting out floating near yours.

“If you can’t take my cock, you won’t be hired.” The alpha lowly whispers against your face. Pouty lips skimming up your cheek, pulling your earlobe in. “How badly do you want this job?” Words muffle into your ear between sucking and licking. Lucas pushes a third finger inside you. They’re so long and thick already, the size of his cock can’t even compare.

“Yes alpha..” your face scrunches up in pleasure, fingers working you open. “I want it. I need it.” The high paying position, the alpha’s incredibly fat cock, whichever.

Xiaojun’s hand reaches between your bodies, fingers finding your clit quickly. The alphas work expertly, Lucas thrusting lengthy fingers into you, spreading open and stretching. Xiaojun circles around you clit, squeezing the bud between two fingers. Your head falling forward into the alpha’s chest too overwhelmed and shy to voice out anything.

“You have to take my knot too..” Lucas bites your earlobe, tongue lapping over the abused skin. Your eyes widen, neck weakly lifting. His smile turns vindictive, forehead pressing into yours. “Most omega’s can’t pass this interview.”

“I will.” You purse your lips swallowing down a whine, a fourth finger pushing your walls open. “Fuck..” your head drops forward into his chest again, biting back a moan. Pleasure passing through your stomach with each thrust.

“That’s right..” his fingers slip out, shoving away Xiaojun’s hand. Lucas lifts you off the table, returning to his chair. He turns you around like you weigh nothing to him, biceps flexing through his dress shirt. Lucas sets you on his lap, hard very hard cock nestling between your thighs. An alpha with a hidden forearm below the waist is what he was.

“You ready?” Lucas turns you to look at him, large hand covering the entire side of your face. You hesitate squirming about his lap before stiffly nodding. He holds back a smile digging teeth into his lower lip. Xiaojun swivels his seat closer to Lucas, gripping at the top of your dress. He gives you no time to react, pulling the garment below your breasts. Cold air kissing at your erected nipples. Groans sounding out from the alpha’s less focused on Johnny’s presentation.

Lucas gathers your dress up to your waist, lifting you up enough to prod at your entrance. Cock head sloppily sliding and poking between your heat.

“Fuck yourself on my cock.” He grunts out behind you, keeping you held up. You drop your head for a better look, reaching down gripping around the base of his length. Finger nails barely meeting around him. You swallow in trying to relax with determination. If there’s one thing you had, it was the will to fight for what you want.

Lucas lifts his hips impatiently, cock head pushing past your opened entrance. You squeeze at his base tighter, panting out for air. Slowly inching down the fat length, teeth grinding together in exertion. Head falling back against his shoulder releasing your hold around him. Xiaojun leans in lapping over your nipple, earning a jolt of surprise out of you.

“Fuck.. I’m already half in” Lucas drops back against the chairs head rest. Jaw hanging loosely soaking in your clenching walls. Xiaojun’s fingers return to your clit, stimulating the bundle of nerves with quick rubs. You finally cry out, trying so hard to not break. Trying so hard to not appear weak. Lucas let’s out a cocky laugh, thrusting up into you completely. Slick coating around his size with Xiaojun’s help. They play you like a toy, like the helpless little omega you are.

“How’s that feel?” Lucas wraps a hand around your entire neck, pulling you flush against him. He grinds up into you, cock fucking deep past what you even thought possible. Your eyes roll back letting out a deep cry, a pathetic wanton mewl. “Come on, I said fuck yourself on my cock.”

Your eyes squeeze, tears pooling out over your cheeks. Head nodding rapidly- good omega’s always do as their told. You reach a hand out gripping the ledge of the table pulling yourself up. Cunt so stretched and full, slick covering the entirety of Lucas slacks. You fall back down on the size ripping you open, eyes locking with an alpha across from you. His mouth hung open, tongue out like a dog. It’s filthy, a group of attractive alpha’s treating you like nothing but a hole. It’s hot, it’s beyond your wildest fantasies.

“Ugh..” you grit out, working into a speed. Ass slapping back against Lucas. The wet fabric of his shirt uncomfortable against your skin. He lifts his arms behind his head, watching you put on a show.

“Fuck, good omega. Taking all that dick.” The alpha inside of you moans out. You ride him faster, grind against him, balls squishing into your ass. Lucas moves his hands around your neck from behind. He grinds up as you circle around him. Xiaojun bites over your breasts, rolling a nipple bud between his teeth.

“Shit, I’m gonna cum. Pussy’s too good.” Lucas hisses out, he sinks into the seat, thrusting forward roughly. Strong, fast, relentless chasing the urge to knot. You gasp in harshly, fingers gripping at the table. Getting fucked into so good, sensors overloading in lust. Your mouth falls open, walls clamping as much as possible around the alpha. Crying out as slick pours around his size.

“A-alpha!” Your stomach sucks in deep. Lucas jerks in past your orgasm. His face glistening under the lights with sweat. He thrusts in deep one, two, three more times with force. Knot expanding into you, hands around your neck the only thing keeping you in place.

“Fuck! Fuck!!” He cries out raspy, deep and manly. Loads of cum shooting into your womb aggressively. A mixture of many different groans passing through your ears. Lucas sighs, releasing your neck. Body weakly flopping back against him.

“Get her on the table. I’m about to cum.” Xiaojun pants out from beside you. Lucas grunts, standing up with you hanging off his knot. He lifts you with hands under your knees settling you down on all fours. You squirm around, heated cheek pressing into the cool metal. Lucas pulls out, knot only barely starting to go down. Cum spilling free out of your gaped hole immediately.

“Fuck fuck that’s hot.” Xiaojun screams out from behind. Sounds of jerking, slapping his cock over your ass. “Oh shit!” He cums with a shout, shooting in between your ass. You whimper, vision blurred under moisture. Room spinning with alpha’s in suits gazing at you like you’re their next meal. Which you just may be.

“You two done yet?” Johnny questions Lucas and Xiaojun. Lucas shoots him a wide smirk, tucking himself back into his pants.

“She’s hired.” He finishes with a thumbs up before stepping out of the room. Xiaojun’s eyes stay focused on your ass. Pushing and squeezing together your cheeks watching large amounts of cum drip down to the table.

“I’ll get her account connected for direct deposit right now.” You hear Xiaojun’s voice from behind you. He slaps at your ass one final time, nodding Johnny’s way.

The rest of the alpha’s make to head out with Johnny ending the meeting. All slowly walking around the table to get a look at the mess you’ve made. The mess you’ve become.

“You’re going to be a great addition to the team.” Jaemin expresses with a loud lip smack against your ass cheek. “Can’t wait to have fun with you.”

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[soleilsuhh]

soft moments with lucas ★

﹟ requested   ೨    · ⿻  “𝙘𝙖𝙣 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙬𝙧𝙞𝙩𝙚 𝙖 𝙨𝙤𝙛𝙩 𝙢𝙤𝙢𝙚𝙣𝙩𝙨 𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙛𝙤𝙧 𝙇𝙪𝙘𝙖𝙨 𝙖𝙨 𝙬𝙚𝙡𝙡? 🥺 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙬𝙧𝙞𝙩𝙚 𝙨𝙤𝙤 𝙬𝙚𝙡𝙡 ” — @ashfire295

lucas groaned softly as you shook him but he didn’t budge or wake, his arm around your waist tightening just slightly. “y/n, go to sleep, sweetheart, the alarm hasn’t even gone off yet,” he whined but his voice was raspy and laced with sleep. a moment passed and you think he was already fast asleep as you said, “i love you.” you felt him stiffen and his eyes fluttered open. he looked at you, eyes hazy and lips parted before a grin settled on his face. he pulled you closer, nuzzling his face in your neck, “i love you too, baby,” he giddily said, pressing innocent, butterfly kisses on your jaw. he pulled back to look at you, a serious yet soft look in his eyes, “i love you.” you looked at each other, traces of happiness lingering in your eyes and on your lips until you eventually drifted off to sleep.

lucas watched you from the driver’s seat while you laughed over a joke he told; your head thrown back, wind in your hair, sunlight on your skin. just as he hit the break, reaching a stop sign, he smiled and waited for you to calm down. when you met his gaze with a lingering smile on your face, he sighed, “i think i kinda wanna marry you,” he said, “but only if you’re okay with it,” he added with a grin.

it was a delightful, quiet moment but you didn’t regret breaking it. you just had to let him know. “you’re so beautiful, lucas,” you said, one hand lovingly cupping his cheek then softly tracing his jawline. he looked up from his phone and locked eyes with you. he mirrored your actions and with a gentle hand over your cheek, he grinned gleefully. “you’re more beautiful,” he said, his voice soft as he leaned forward, playfully bumping your nose with his.

lucas cupped your cheeks as he wiped your tears away with his thumbs. he pushed a few strands of hair away from your face and looked at you with a small smile. “let’s see...” he began, “a kiss here,” he pressed his lips against your forehead, “and here,” this time on the corner of your eye. the smile on his face was cheery as he heard you giggle softly despite your red, puffy eyes. “there, that pretty smile,” he said softly before cradling you in his arms, “i’ve got you, baby,”

nct masterlist.

vignettes of soft moments.

[writemekpop]

Bad Boys Do It Better | Wong Yukhei (Lucas)

Pairing: Wong Yukhei (Lucas) x Reader

Summary: Your first date with Lucas is heating up... till he reveals a shocking secret...

Genre: Suggestive ;) 

Word Count: 0.9k

Gif: @nctaezen​

The first date was a test. And you, Y/n L/n, had just three simple requirements for the perfect man: 

a) He opened the car door for you

b) He paid for the meal (this is London, not frickin' Amsterdam, babe)

c) You had sex on the first date

Okay, c) was a unique requirement. But you had to make sure that the D was worth cashing in on. At age 23, you'd already dated too many charmers who let down their pants to reveal… damp string cheese.

But tonight, your system was failing. Because Lucas Wong had failed every single requirement so far... and you couldn’t bring yourself to care. 

How could you resist him? Everything about Lucas was bursting at the seams. His 6-foot height... his chocolatey, lickable muscles... and the literal bulge in his trousers, that was no joke. 

After a meal at McDonalds (“I mean, come on, who wants to eat fancy food off tiny plates that leave you starving?” he said), you were in the bus, shivering in your glittery bodycon dress. 

"What do you do, again?" you asked.

"I'm basically a police officer," Lucas replied, smirking. He put his arm over your shoulder and pulled you towards him. 

“Sweet! You went to the academy and everything?” you said, heart racing at the firmness of his pecs. 

"I keep law and order in the Harmony night club, ya know? It can get rough in there..."

Your heart dropped. "So you're a bouncer.”

Brilliant. Another deadbeat. 

But, by the time you made it to the 28th floor of his block of flats, you were putty in his fingers. Not his job, not his manners, nothing could ruin Lucas in your eyes. 

Only, as he dug for the keys in his baggy jeans, Lucas told you something that changed everything. 

Something that should have sent you sprinting back down the stairs. 

Something that should have popped you on the next flight to Antarctica. 

Something that should have, at least, made you say, “What the fuckin’ hell?” 

Eyes still fixed on his pocket, Lucas said:

"Oh, did I say I have a kid?" 

Your mouth dropped open. You wanted a man who could take care of you, not a one-way-road to dirty nappies, debt and a dead-end future. 

But, deep down, you knew that you weren’t going to run off. Because you were hopelessly smitten with Lucas Wong. 

So you just forced a bright smile, and said, "No problem, babes!" 

Anyway, you were soon way too distracted to worry about that. 

Because Lucas spun you through the tiny flat into his bedroom, artfully slammed the door shut with his foot, lay you on the bed and, hovering over you, whispered, "At least you can call me... daddy." 

Giggling like a teenager, you tried to slap his shoulder. It ended up as more of a tap - you could barely move under his weight. 

The sheets rustled as Lucas leaned down to kiss your lips. 

As you kissed, his heavy breaths warmed your face, and you felt his large hand slide down to grab your butt. When he did, you moaned - you actually moaned into the kiss. You were meant to be composed! Who was this girl who was already begging for Lucas's hand to slip under your dress and up your thigh? 

You were still dizzy when you heard something: A tiny whimper. 

Lucas jolted out of the bed like he had been electrocuted, and sprung to the corner where a tiny plastic cot held...his baby? 

You rolled your eyes, feeling naked on the bed, abandoned without so much as a 'sorry'. Your desire for Lucas pulsed furiously between your thighs. Talk about a cock blocker...

Finally, you had the chance to eye the small room around you. The walls contained one faded Chinese calendar, a tiny, framed photo of Lucas and his baby, and about a million ripped out pages of Playboy depicting half-naked women. Talk about cheap!  

In a moment, Lucas was back in your arms. 

"Sorry," he said. You prepared to be angry, but soon he was placing wet, hungry kisses down the side of your neck and all was forgotten. You lay back and focussed the feeling of his hardness against your thigh and the irresistible urge to grind your hips against his....

Another whimper. Lucas sprang out of bed again, leaving you to angrily cross your arms. 

"Sorry, I think she's hungry", Lucas said, pulling out a bottle and cradling the baby. 

After ten minutes of waiting around on the bed, you couldn't take it anymore. "Ugh, maybe this ain't the time," you snapped, smoothing down your dress. 

Lucas looked up, his wide brown eyes pleading with yours. "Wait, babe, don't go!" 

And for the first time that day, you saw Lucas in a totally new light. 

His gorgeous caramel face was almost touching the baby's. As he gently rocked it, you heard him whisper 'Twinkle Twinkle Little Star'. The baby giggled, spit running down its chin. Lucas cooed, and used the edge of his T-shirt to delicately wipe his kid's face clean. 

Damn, you had no idea Lucas could be so... gentle. Your stomach twisted as you realised you hadn't even asked her name.

As if reading your thoughts, Lucas calmly said, "Lulu."

You chuckled. "Shame she's a girl, you probably wanted to name her Lucas Junior!" 

Lucas chuckled, quietly, so as not to disturb the baby. She nestled into the crook of his huge arm, almost hidden. Your heart swelled at his consideration. 

Lucas murmured, "Sorry about this. You can go if you want."

You shook your head, smiling. "You know, I think I might stay a while longer..."

You grinned, "Daddy."

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[kpopimaginings]

Advice - Lucas

A/N: Finally a Lucas story!! Just a little drabble as we celebrate his day. Enjoy :)

You were sat snuggled up with Lucas on his bed, dreading the fact that you would be leaving soon.

"How did you move here?" you asked him suddenly.

"Umm, I got in a plane?" he replied.

"What? That's not..." you sighed, looking at your mischievous boyfriend. "I mean, how did you just leave everyone and everything behind?"

"They're still there," he reminded you. "I can go back and see them. But I was moving out here for a good reason. I wouldn't be who I am now, with an amazing job and these friends I think of as brothers."

"Huh," you said thoughtfully. "You make it sound so simple."

"Why do you ask?"

"Well, I don't really want to leave, but I'd be nervous about moving here," you confirmed.

"Wait," he said, sitting up suddenly. "You'd move here?"

"If you want me to, yes. I'm seriously thinking about it."

"Wow," he said softly as he stared into your eyes. "You think I'm worth moving out here for?"

You couldn't help but smile fondly at him before running your fingers through his hair, allowing your hand to rest at the back of his neck. "I really do."

"I love you, you know," Lucas announced.

"I do now," you continued to smile. "And I love you, too."

He shifted your positions so that he was now hovering above you, ducking down to bring your lips together tenderly.

NAVIGATION  |  SUPERM MASTERLIST

[jenosdaemi]

welcome home | lucas

g: angst, fluff | p: soldier!LUCAS x reader | wc: 860 | w: mentions of death and battlefield, the whole story is heavily metaphorical, double meaning to Lucas’s issues

READ: This is a special drabble for Lucas’s homecoming from being in hiatus for almost six months. If you are one of those people that would rather have an OT22 NCT and OT6 WayV, move along because I will definitely NOT tolerate that kind of negativity here in this specific drabble. Spare me and yourself the time of arguing because Lucas is back and I am freaking over the moon. And thank you @arrasuh for helping me with the plot!

It has been 168 days since you’ve last seen your husband. You remembered him kissing you so earnestly at the train station, and whispering ’I love you’ to you every time your lips part.

Lucas is a loving man, a faithful husband and a brave soldier. Your family and friends talked you out of your engagement with Lucas in fear of making you a young widow, but you didn’t care. Your love for him isn’t shallow like that. If Lucas were to get killed in the battle, you’d like to know that he passed as your husband.

Yes, he’s brave to run in front of a firing gun, but he’s scared to leave you alone heartbroken if anything were to happen to him. He wanted to promise you that he’ll come back, but he knows those promises would be empty. He admires your courage for choosing to be a wife of an active soldier. Women usually choose to get married after their men serve the country, but you, you choose love first before your fear.

The train pulled its horn, a call for everyone to get aboard. “You have to go.” You whispered to him as he swiftly stole another kiss from your lips.

Lucas rested his forehead on top of yours and closed his eyes tight. Both of his hands are on your hips. “Take care of yourself.” Lucas whispered before looking into your reddened eyes.

You nodded and hugged him, “Write to me, okay? I want your letter and I don’t want any uniformed men coming to the house carrying a telegram from the war. You understand me?” Your voice cracked and Lucas quietly shushed you from crying as he pulled you closer and softly rubbed your back.

He kissed your forehead and rested his chin on top of your head. “I will try.”

Lucas cupped your face with both of his hands. You felt the warmth of his palms on your cheeks, something you would dearly miss. He looked you into your eyes and gave you a smile before bringing your lips together.

“I will wait.” You said. You know he wanted to ask you that, to ask you to wait, but he knows the danger of what’s he’s going into and he couldn’t ask for you to do something that no one’s sure of.

Although he didn’t answer, Lucas was thankful to hear that from you. Instead, he gave you another smile before running to the slowly pacing up train and hopping on the open entrance. He waved his hand as the train take him away.

A pinch in your heart was felt. You have no idea if he’s ever coming back to your arms, all you have to do is to believe in him and wait for his return.

Five months later, you’re still waiting for him. Lucas never wrote you a letter, not even on a small piece of paper. For every day you would stand by the porch of your house and wait for the mailman to arrive, but each of those days brings you disappointment.

People talked. They talked about your husband. They judged and perceived him as something you know he didn’t do. They told you that he probably came back from the war but went home to someone else and not you. That he was a coward for not saying anything before leaving you.

They said a lot of things about your husband but you kept your trust in him. You know him better than any other person that pretends to be his friend when they’re in front of him. He’s your husband, he’s Lucas. He loves you and you know he’ll never do something that would destroy something both of you cherish- your marriage. You promised to yourself that as long as there’s no telegram that your husband has been killed in action, there is no chance that you will give up on him because despite him being silent and gone, he needs your understanding and support the most during these times.

You counted the lonely days without him and today marked the 168th day. You hugged your body as you watched the sunset by the bay of the ocean near your house. The cold breeze of the threatening nighttime somehow gave you comfort and put your heart at ease. You miss him. Every day you miss him. Every day you pray for his safety, for his well-being and for every day you wish for his return.

And he did. The cold breeze was changed by warm familiar arms around you wearing a battledress. His slender ring finger is wearing a very similar band to yours. His chest on your back has never felt so strong. You felt his breathing was heavy but it gradually calmed down. You sighed and put your hands on top of his arms. You shut your eyes closed as you let your tears run down your face as relief and rejoice took over you.

“Welcome home.” You whispered. You felt his smile behind you as he tightened his arms around you.

He didn’t say anything, but you know his heart celebrated with you.

WELCOME HOME LUCAS!! The long wait is finally over, you’re finally back. There are still questions left unanswered but for now, let’s celebrate your return 🥺

[whosjunglejim4322]

"You can't be mad at me forever, you know?"

Your attemps at begging for forgiveness are near petulant, due to the fact that Yukhei has been sulking for over forty five minutes. His long arms are still crossed over his chest as he blankly, and sullenly, stares at the laptop screen, broad lips pulled down at the corners.

"M'not mad." He grumbles through his pout and the sound would be barely audible, if it weren't for the fact that you've plopped yourself down next to him on the far right corner of the couch, poking at the naked bronze skin of his thighs that aren't covered by his silky basketball shorts.

It's a shame, really, how even when he's annoyed all you can manage to feel is pure elation welling in your belly and forcing a prideful smile to stretch across your face at the fact that this big, vexed boy is yours - and still very much so upset about you eating his last cup of noodles despite the fact that he insists he's not.

"I'll go first thing in the morning and get you some more, kay?" You know he's hyper aware of the fact that you're facing his profile, eyes glued onto the planes of his high cheekbones, the unforgiving ridge of his taut jaw. However, when your palm smooths over the bulb of his knee, he can't bring himself to jerk it away.

"Okay, yeah." It's not a mumble this time, and as much as he wants to feign irritability, his grumpiness is begins to wear extremely thin when you wrap your hands around the thick of his bicep, planting your cheek against his shoulder that's padded by the grey hoodie he's wearing.

"I was hungry," you explain for the sixth time, scooting forward in an attempt to further your closeness while your nose tickles the side of his throat. "I'll make it up to you I promiseeeee."

You tilt your chin, enough to where your mouth will reach his skin and you place a delicate kiss against the curve of his jaw, the skin soft and sensitive, there. You feel the contraction of his muscles against you as his body goes stiff, before relaxing, even more than before.

"I know what you're doing," His voice is gruff but you know it's because he's getting worked up, that's his spot and you're really not playing fair right now but he feels his belly tighten in a familiar way, and now it's a fight to keep up his angry facade.

And of course, to make matters worse, you place another kiss closer to his ear, right underneath with the pad of your tongue following after and now he's trying to steady his breathing while your hands wander past his navel and underneath the hem of his sweatshirt; fingers eager to feel the warmth of the silky skin that covers the taut area.

"C'mon, I forgive you okay just- I forgive you." He groans suddenly, throwing his head back in defeat, spreading his thighs almost instinctively. You're practically beaming.

"You forgave me a long time ago," you muse, the fingers of your free hand reaching up to gently grasp the haphazard, messy raven strands of his hair. "just needed to work you up a lil first, baby."

Suddenly, he's not so upset anymore.

[koos-euphoria]

First time fucking Lucas after weeks of flirting. The tension has built up so much between you that when the opportunity presents itself, you pounce. Just sweaty, raw, hard and loud.

lucas/reader | smut | 18+ | drabble

wordcount: 294

warnings: publicish sex, begging

ᴍᴀɪɴ ᴍ.ʟɪsᴛ | ɴᴄᴛ ᴍ.ʟɪsᴛ

© koos-euphoria 2020. Do not repost, modify or translate.

You were visiting the dorms, originally going to see Kun but get distracted as soon as you see Lucas. You couldn’t help it he always looks so good. He pushes you to bend over the kitchen counter to eager to fuck you now, instead of going through to the bedroom. Needy but slow movements were made, lifting up your skirt fast but taking his time to touch every inch of your pantless ass and pussy. There was no doubt about you being wet already, feeling your juices sliding down you thighs, the sight making Lucas’s cock throb in anticipation.

Finally releasing his cock from his own underwear, he rubs his cock up and down your fold, and you feel yourself gush. “Lucas please I need you” he chuckles, as he stops the head of his cock at your awaiting hole. “What do you need baby?” He asks teasingly. “I need you to fuck me, hard” you tell him “plea-“ you get cut off by the feeling his Lucas thrusting his tip into your cunt. Your head falling forward, as he continues to give you more of his length with each thrust. As he finally has his full length buried inside you, he pulls you by the hair up, turn your head to give you a hot kiss, tongues fight for dominance. He can’t wait any longer and start thrust into you hard, the sound of your skin slapping fills the room. “F-fuck why didn’t I fuck the pussy sooner, feels so good” he whispers on your lips, and you whine. “Wanna fuck this pussy forever” Lucas admits as he trails the hand that was in your hair down your body, until he reaches were his cock is slitting you open. “So fucking wet”

[nctynuniverse]

Perfect

Huang Xuxi x reader

«f;s?»

Words: 554

A/N: This is part of the One Direction Symphony series. Smut implied but not mentioned? Also I'm an OT23 so if you're not comfortable with reading about Lucas that's fine but please don't leave hate comments I'm a sensitive possum.

He was a player. Everybody knew it. And the staff knew it more than anyone. So why would y/n still answer to Lucas' questions during the SM's Halloween party was a mystery to everyone. Even to them.

Lucas knew about his reputation but he also knew he was really into that staff member in particular. He didn't want to commit or take it seriously, but he also didn't want to just hook up with her. It was, as Hendery called it, a "grey space". Not too much, not too little.

And y/n complied. Every time. She wasn't interested in dating either, but she also didn't want to be a one night stand in his life.

Their first encounter of this kind had been on SM's Halloween party. They had already known each other, she had been a staff to nct 2018 and had also helped with many nct u promotions, even during Resonance. But before that day, little did she know about his feelings.

And they smoothly met in the bathroom, having an interesting conversation that involved both their mouths and their bodies, but not too much talking aside from setting the rules: no strings attached. Seriously.

Then, the game went on and on, but both of them were surprisingly responsible with it: she wouldn't sleep with any other nct member. He wouldn't sleep with any other staff. Those were the boundaries set. And that's how it worked, even during his ever-lasting hiatus.

At least that's what they thought.

One morning Lucas woke up for the third day in a row in a room that was not his, with his moustache and beard there, his voice raspy and his clothes nowhere to be seen. He was welcomed with the soft smell of pancakes and y/n humming to a song he couldn't recognize.

Once he fished his boxers and pajama bottoms, he made his way towards the kitchen to find the girl preparing breakfast. And had the urge to go and hug her from behind. But refrained from that.

Not sure how she noticed, but the next thing he heard was her soft voice after a chuckle.

"What are you? A stalker?" She didn't even turn around, too focused on her cooking. He laughed.

"Enough of stalkers in my life" He stretched a bit "What are you? My housewife?" He joked, but it was a sensitive topic.

"Of course I'm not. I figured I'd cook you breakfast as you've been here for three days already" Only then, she turned around, pancakes already on a plate, walking towards the table where two mugs of hot chocolate sat already.

"Are you planning on going back to the dorms eventually? Or should I send your part of the rent to your manager?"

She was messing with him and he laughed because he noticed. Their relationship had always been about mutual pinning and messing around.

"Might as well move here if this is how I'm gonna go to sleep and wake up everyday"

"You wish" She ate a piece of pancakes. " 'No strings attached', you said, now look at you" She laughed again, while pointing at him with her fork. "Bullshit"

He let out a loud laugh and shrugged, sipping from the mug.

"What can I say? I'm perfect for you, I guess"

"Oh my God shut up"

[wonyourdreams]

[1:42]

CEO Lucas Wong x Singer Male Reader

Genre: Fluff(i guess), Angst

Warning/s: Swearing, Lucas leaves you to pursue his dreams, Homophobia

Songs: Anymore by Jeon Somi,

Consequences by Camila Cabello,

Urs by NIKI

“You said you’d never leave me” you said crying looking straight to Lucas’ eyes

“I know but I guess promises are meant to be broken” he says rubbing his nape

“You’re soooo, UGH!” you can’t even say anything to him right from frustration, and sadness

“What? Selfish? I know but what choice do I have I want to be one of the best businessman this world has ever seen” he says

“I get it and I support you but why does it have to be this way? Why do we have to breakup?” you ask, you were fine with him leaving but not this way

“I told you I don’t see myself growing old with you, if I’m going to be successful I want someone to continue my legacy” He says while he looks at you “And you’re not that person, y-you... you can’t-“ he gets cut off by you

“I can’t give you a baby?” you say and start laughing bitterly “I’m not the ideal person you would wanna show your colleagues? cause I can’t wear pretty clothes and dresses? cause I’m a Man?” you continue

“Y-yes” he says not looking straight at you

“Okay” you say “Let’s breakup as if I care, but I wanna let you know by the time you comeback, if ever you won’t die, which I hope you do” you say

“I’m going to be someone you wish you’d never let go”

And that was the last thing you said to him as you look through a box of photos that you’ve kept for so long

You reminisced the time you and Lucas broke up as you saw an old photo of both of you during senior year

He left the country and studied in China to become one hell of a rich man

His business being branched worlwide, interviews, lots of photoshoots, and news about him

You laughed and shook your head at the thought that he was just once a kid with big dreams and now look where he is

You dropped the box into your vanity and stood up picking up your mic and started climbing up the stage and greeted the fans in your concert

Being one of the most prominent pop star in the country you did shows and concerts, became successful overnight, after of course going through hell

As you walk out the stadium after the show scrolling through you phone while jacket and a few clothes on your arm

Waiting for the management’s van to pick you up from the parking lot, you heard a voice that after all these years you thought you’d never be able to hear again

“Hey Y/n” he called out, as you slowly lifted your head to see the tall figure in front of you with a little girl in his hand

“H-hey” you stifled a laugh “Hi it’s been a while” you say with a smile plastered in your face

“I’m sorry to meet you here but she wanted to see you” he said as he pointed at the little girl in his arms

The girl smiled at you dearly, and you returned the smile

“Your daughter?” you asked while he smiled and nodded while he combed the girls hair with his hands to get the hair out her face

“Her name’s Y/n” he smiled “I named her after you” he said as he looked at you

“She wanted your autograph but you ran out of VIP tickets, so I thought maybe I could just come to you since she also wouldn’t believe I use to be your friend” he said

“Well sure” you pulled out a pen from the jacket you were carrying as she handed you an album that she’s been hugging in her hand

“Are you really daddy’s friend?” she asked as you signed her album

You laughed a bit “Yes Y/n, Yes I am” you said smiling

“Thanks” Lucas said as your van stopped in front of you

“Ahh it’s nothing” you said as you were about to leave

Lucas and his daughter were bickering when you were about to enter the van

“Wait, um, do you maybe wanna grab something to eat?” he says as you looked at him “I mean it’s cool if you’re busy, it’s just she really wants to hangout with you and maybe we could also catch up” he continued

You smiled as you dropped your jacket and completely turned to him “Isn’t your wife gonna look for the two of you?” you asked as you smiled bitterly

“I’m not married” he said awkwardly as he rubbed his nape “I mean I was suppose to, but... her mom left us months after the engagement, saying I was too uptight, prideful, and selfish” he said

And at that moment you felt it, the warm sensation in your stomach that all this years has never come to you til this day

I know I shouldn’t be happy but fuck Lucas Wong what are you doing to me shit

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[4dtk]

anon: “Hey, can I request a Lucas oneshot with 1+2 (handholding) and 24 (hugs) please? :)” always a sucker for height differences, enjoy <3

hand-holding, 1 & 2: tiny hands in big hands, calloused hands in soft hands

hugs, 24: hugging with height-difference

“do you think we’ll ever get to publicise our relationship?” you whisper up to lucas in his arms, there’s sadness in your tone, but it’s not all that pitiful when you get to keep your tall, tall boyfriend to yourself.

it was rare for you to catch a private moment with him, with the constant hangouts he did with winwin as a roommate and the recent promotions that has him coming home dead beat and tired.

“hm… maybe! would you wanna?” he grins down at you, pulling you closer with his larger arms and you almost swear your neck cracks at how much you’re craning it up to look at him, “sometimes i forget how short you are…”

there’s a thoughtful expression on his face, like he’s really considering the inches and feet that make up you. the you who basically is hidden in his arms when you’re smothered by his hugs and the you who has trouble wrapping your arms around his side when you’re spooning him.

your dear xuxi loves it, however, that he always needs to place a kiss, a peck, a poke onto your face, managing to work himself around your arms or his embrace.

“stop changing the subject!” you snort, smacking the small of his back that your hand is able to reach to. your wild card is brought out when the hand slips under his shirt, causing him to scream out at the cold temperature of your palms.

“aa! babe, your hands are freezing,” he whines, immediately removing your hand from behind him to hold it in his. xuxi exaggerates a shiver which makes the room fill up with laughter, erupting from your bellies that the only thing to ground you again is the soft squeeze from him.

“would you ever go for palm reading?” he asks out of the blue, the domestic moment amplified when you can hear ten and yangyang fighting over the calm cats outside (they say the cats mirror their owners, which wasn’t the case for louis and leon) or even xiaojun singing at the top of his lungs alone with the karaoke machine (it was a good buy but not at the sake of your hearing).

“what’s with the random subject changes?” you giggle, unwinding instantly when he traces a finger over the lines on your palm.

he shrugs, and the grin is shoots you is glowing. your heart visibly beats faster with a sharp intake of breath by how intensely he looks at you and like fondue your features slacken: jaw unclenched, shoulders dropped, knees buckling-

you were describing love more than relaxing, you realise. but that’s all you feel when you look at huang xuxi in all his six feet glory, large, calloused hands holding yours with such care that he does the same to his members, to bella and louis and leon and to his fans.

but most of all, huang xuxi is the softest when he’s with you. you can prove it that much when he finally closes the hands around you and your mouth drops just a little at how little left you can see of your hands.

and it drops even more when he brings them up to his lips to leave kisses on the skin that he’s able to access.

“let me hold you first, and then you can answer all my questions,” a chuckle is heard from you before it’s cut off by another warm cuddle from the other.

feet slotted into the spaces neatly, arms enveloping your person, but most importantly, your hearts tangled with each other as you enjoy the moment with the other.