toxicstarboy

[toxicstarboy]

This Is War

non idol! househusband! Han Jisung x gn! reader NO USE OF Y/N or M/N!

no summary because I don’t feel like doing it.

warning(s): flirting, slapping someone’s ass(?), let me know if i missed anything.

(name) walked through the entrance. The door slammed shut behind them. They set their bag down beside the door, already working their way out of their shoes. A sigh of relief leaving them as the cold air hit their sock covered feet. (name) takes their jacket off and hangs it up with ease. Their gaze dropping to the other pair of shoes next to his, a smile was on their lips.

It wasn’t like Han went anywhere usually, but it still brought (name) joy to see that he was home. (name) walks away from the entrance and further into the home. They mainly wanted to get to the kitchen. (name) stops just in the archway of the kitchen; their gaze was on Han’s back as he hummed while washing dishes.

A smile on their lips when they saw the way Han danced and cleaned with precision. Their eyes softened as they continued to watch their husband. The smell of something cooking wafted through the house. (name’s) body relaxed as the smell and sight filled them with contentment. As (name) stared their eyes moved to Han’s ass.

He swung his hips side to side with rhythm. (name) smirked as an idea formed in their head. (name) stepped forward with as much stealth as possible. It seemed to work as Han kept his focus on the dishes. When (name) got close enough, they brought both hands forward and: SLAP!

A loud slap rung out. Han yelping as he jolted and let the dishes fall back into the water. His front soaked and his ass burning. (name) laughed as they leaned onto the counter. Han staring at them with an open mouth. “What the hell, (name)!” He shouted as he reached back and placed a hand on his rear.

(name) waves their hands back and forth like they were finding available air for them to breathe in. (name) took a deep breath in as Han smacked their arm lightly. “I’m sorry, I couldn’t help myself.” They replied as they wiped false tears from their eyes. A couple laughs still ringing out.

Han rolls his own and rubs his ass with his hands. “Did you really have to use both of your hands and hit all of it?” Han whined as he felt how bad his lower half ached. (name) sniffles and lets out a breathy exhale. Their laughs finally calming down. “Yeah. Yeah, I did.” (name) spoke as they stood up straight.

They moved forward and tried to bring Han into a hug. Han stepped back and frowned. “Don’t touch me. You’ll violate me again.” Han huffed. (name) closed their mouth to try and stop their laughs, but they couldn’t hold it in and began to laugh again. Han stared as (name) laughed so hard they slowly feel to their knees.

Han crosses his arms. “Glad to see my pain’s funny to you.” He responds to their laughter, but he found himself fighting back his own. Their laughter was just contagious. (name) nods. “It is funny. It’s so funny to me!” They laugh as they hold onto their stomach, “it’s mostly your commentary that gets me.” They sniffle as they slowly calmed down once more.

(name) stood up and held out their arms. “Come on. I’ll make it up to you, and I won’t spank your ass when I do.” (name) bit their lip as some giggles fell past them. Han clicks his tongue and steps forward. But he stops before he enters their arms. “I’m still mad at you, but I want to see how you make it up to me.” Han spoke sternly before he hugs (name).

(name) smiles and leans into the hug. The two stayed in each other’s arms for a while, but all peace was gone when (name) jumps and pulls away from Han. Han wore his own smirk. “Did you really just slap my ass?” They asked. Their eyebrow was raised. Han let out a laugh and nodded. “Yep and you’re right. It is funny.” Han stated as (name) sighs and rubs their own rear.

(name) glares at Han playfully. “Now I’m definitely not making it up to you.” They said as they left the kitchen. Han gapes. “What! But you did it first!” Han laughs and watched as (name) pokes their head into the kitchen with a playful look on their face. “This is war, Han Jisung. I hope you’re ready for it.” (name) made a ‘i’m watching you’ motion before they left.

Han smiled. “Then you better be ready for what’s coming your way, (name) Jisung!” Han shouted as (name’s) footsteps faded out. Han shook his head and turned back to the sink. He grabbed the dishes and the sponge. The smile was still on his lips as he began to clean the dishes again.

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I did it! I made a happy and go-lucky fic! I’m so proud of myself.

NEWS FOR THE BLOG: I am writing a lot of things at the moment. This includes: female readers, gender neutral readers, male oc, and of course male readers! I am still gonna publish the crazy killer part two soon. My brain is just moving a thousand things by once, and it’s hard to just stay focused on one thing. I do apologize for my irresponsibility on staying track on one thing, but I hope the other stuff I get out to you will help you forgive me!

Thank you,

Enjoy!

[toxicstarboy]

Pushing It Down And Praying.

ex bf!Han Jisung x fem!reader x replacement/currentbf!Hyunjin Hwang

summary: fem!reader was never truly over Han. She just moved on faster than she needed to. She thought if another man was inside of her, near her, and loving her that she would forget about the relationship she had with her ex. During this new relationship she would always push the want for Han Jisung down, but not when it came to sex. It’s like her body yearned for Han when she was vulnerable. Don’t take that the wrong way, fem!reader loves Hyunjin, but she missed what she once had. She always will.

warning(s): smut, p in v, infidelity (mentally?), the okay to go fuck your ex, vulgar descriptions, hair pulling, degradation, implied emotional abUse, idea of toxic!Han but loving!Hyunjin, dacryphilia from Han. let me know if I miss anything, I sometimes forget to add to the warnings.

Based off the song:

fem!reader couldn’t help the shaky moan that left her mouth. The feeling of the ridged cock inside of her made her quiver. It wasn’t because of the pleasure, but because of the memory that racked her brain.

ex!Han thrusting into her tight cunt. His harsh implies of her being a slut for always going back to him. “You could never keep away. Even when you’re with another man.” He would say. ex!Han would touch her clit so carefully, but his thumb would push against it every so often. It was like he was fighting the urge to hurt her more physically rather than mentally.

fem!reader threw her head back as currentbf!Hyunjin moved deeper into her. “Hyunjin, please.” She would plea. ex!Han’s name on the tip of her tongue almost rolling off when currentbf!Hyunjin started to move into her with love. She hated it. The feelings of his gentle grazes.

Even his soft praises, “You’re doing so well angel.” Those whispers in her ears made her become full of guilt, yet it would all disappear when another memory of ex!Han would come into her brain.

“Such pretty nosies for me baby.” ex!Han would say to her as he looked down at her tear-streaked cheeks. She loved his praise. The way he would hold her hair tightly into his hand as he would move so harshly against her. But what she loved more was the degradation. “You fucking bitch. You were trying to get my attention, huh? Like a common whore?” He would smirk as the words left between his lips.

The words were always strong. They never quit and they were never soft to her ears. ex!Han loved making her feel worthless. Like she was trash on the road that will get repeatedly run over until someone, ex!Han, would come get her. He would straighten her to perfect before letting her fly back into the road.

Instead the road was his emotional torture. The same one that made her leave, but soon come back with the need for him. But to her it was okay, it was what she needed.

fem!reader arched her back as currentbf!Hyunjin touched her hips. He let his fingers grip onto them. He didn’t hurt her, not in the way her body begged for. He just let his hands rest there as he let his hips speed up. Every movement filled with adoration and love.

She moaned as he leaned down and gave her kisses on her flesh. Fem!reader couldn’t help it anymore. She wrapped her legs around currentbf!Hyunjin’s waist. She flipped them over and let out a whimper as the tip hit her womb. Fem!reader started to move with no warning, her lower half bouncing in need.

ex!Han came to mind again. He would never let her do the work. He demanded to be on top. The dominating position made her miss him more. She didn’t say a word as she let her hands rest one currentbf!Hyunjin’s chest and sped up her movements.

Fem!reader’s breathing picked up as she felt her body spasm. The way currentbf!Hyunjin thrusted up to meet her halfway, it made her eyes roll back. “Fuck.” She would let out. Still trying to fight back the moan of her ex’s name.

currentbf!Hyunjin grunted underneath her. “You’re doing so well angel.” he groaned. He let his head fall back as his gaze landed on her bouncing tits. He lifts a hand to the left one, squeezing it with gentleness.

Fem!reader lets out a loud whine. The feeling of her boob being fondled with just brought back more of the flashbacks.

ex!Han would move like he needed a relaxing release. His calloused hands would grope fem!reader’s chest. He didn’t care if his touch was too rough for her fragile body or not. He just needed to cause her some pain, it was just ex!Han being ex!Han. The harsh grip to her nipples and breasts would make her tears fall more freely. This just turned ex!Han more. “I knew you wanted this from the beginning. Was ____ not enough for you? He couldn’t take care of you like you needed?”

fem!reader let out a sharp gasp as currentbf!Hyunjin sat up and held her close. It was like he didn’t want to let her go. Almost like he knew what she was thinking about. The idea of leaving back to ex!Han and getting rid of him. fem!reader felt her legs convulse as the knot in her stomach finally let loose.

“Han.” She would let the name fall from her lips. It was like autopilot. Her brains stuck on one man, one name, and one touch. Fem!reader couldn’t just let that one thing go. Ex!Han would always be on her mind.

She lets a tear slip from her eye as she hid in currentbf!Hyunjin’s neck. He didn’t move, and he didn’t say a thing. It was like he was struck by something electric. The harsh impact of what just transpired made his mind rack. It moved back and forth.

fem!reader let out a a soft cry as currentbf!Hyunjin just held her tighter. “It’s okay, angel.” He whispered to her. The reassurance just made her tense more. “I know.” He added. “I understand. I will always understand you.” Currentbf!Hyunjin states.

fem!reader shook her head. “But..” She gets cut off. “I’m okay.” Currentbf!Hyunjin says, “We’re okay.” He assured again. This time fem!reader cried harder. Not from the guilt but because she finally felt like someone understood why. Why she needed to go back to such toxicity. How she couldn’t stop her feelings from wanting that.

“Go back to him. I’ll still be here.” Currentbf!Hyunjin mustered the courage to say. He didn’t stop her. He couldn’t stop her. He knew why her body called for ex!Han because his also called for the other man.

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Hello! I hope this is good! I’m trying so so hard to get back into writing. I miss it, but I also just get into my “depressive moods”, as my mother would say, and it makes me not want to write. So, I’m sorry. I am also trying not to promise shit to you guys. So I won’t say anything else besides I have ideas, I have some things down that will come. Okay, that’s all I believe.

Thank you,

Enjoy.

[toxicstarboy]

I was thinking about this today. Hyunjin really seems like the type to put on sunglasses, and expect you to not know he’s staring at you. Whether it be during a practice, a date, or even just being out with the members.

If anything he’d just be making it obvious by the way he bites his lip and stands near you. Did I mention that the glasses didn’t really hide anything? I mean, they’re pretty dark, but not dark enough to cover his round orbs staring at your chest. They’re not even dark enough to cover the way his gaze lingers on your ass. Shit. Was your ass always that thick or have you started working out?

The way your pants just hug it so tightly.. Let’s just say Hyunjin did tell you he had to use the bathroom while smiling at you anxiously. His thighs clenching tighter than before as he subtly covered the front of his pants. By the time he came back, the sunglasses were on top of his head. But that didn’t stop his stares. If anything he found himself forgetting to even put the sunglasses back down to his eyes. He was too entranced by the way your back naturally arched when reaching for your water.

Hyunjin just couldn’t help it as he reached over and felt along your skin. His gaze locked on the shape of your ass, and the curve of your neck. His fingers grazed ever so slightly along the hairs. Fuck, he just couldn’t hold it back anymore. Hyunjin leaned over,

“우리 방에 왜 안 갈래, 자기야?”

YALL I JUST FINISHED THE CRAZY KILLER IMAGINE. WHEW, IVE BEEN GONE FOR FIVE MONTHS AND IM TRYING TO COME BACK ON A BANGER. YES FIVEE MONTHS. I KNOW YOU WANT AN EXPLANATION AND ILL GIVE IT WHEN I PUBLISH THE PART TWO OF MY CRAZY KILLER IMAGINE. SO..ARE YOU READY?

translation: why don’t we go to the room, baby?

[toxicstarboy]

Guys, gals, and anyone in between. Is it just me who thinks about how big Bangchan’s mouth is, or how much it can stretch? I mean, that sucker he used for the ATE album pictures was BIG. I’m sure you can just fit anything in there..

(I buy them alll the time for my sibling so i know how big they are.)

[toxicstarboy]

Hi can I request nerd seungmin x male bully

YES YOU CAN! I actually have been very busy considering thanksgiving and school. I do see your guys request now so expect those out. I am working on a lot of imagines, stories, and other ideas at the moment. If you guys could be patient, you can expect your request to come first and my other ideas to come last. You guys are a first priority when it comes to request! So i will have this out possibly sooner than later as well as the other ones i have seen!

- toxicstarboy

[toxicstarboy]

REQUEST HERE!!

i lowkey forgot about having a request blog, so that i can take request.. BUT NOW I HAVE ONE! YIPPY YIPPY

erm.. yeah so just request here. thats all i have to say..

[toxicstarboy]

Roadkill

Cold but loving! Jeongin x bunny! male! reader!

Warnings: shit ton of angst, Jeongin is a meanie for a while, reader is feeling lots of need for care, Jeongin is lowkey toxic for a split second, Jeongin has a slight master kink, reader is forced to call Jeongin master.

SUMMARY: Reader is feeling the strong need for care and attention from Jeongin. But Jeongin doesn’t give him those things due to his cold heart. Making Reader feel like he would be better off as dead than having to deal with his needs and lack of it from Jeongin. Soon Jeongin realizes that he does love reader, but it was already too late for them both.

3rd person/ M/n’s POV:

M/n stares blankly ahead as his ears twitch. He could hear the sound of Jeongin writing in his office. He couldn’t help the feeling anymore. He needs wants Jeongin’s love. M/n stands up from the large queen bed and walks out of Jeongin’s and his shared room. He creaks the door to Jeongin’s office open by an inch. His eyes look over the room as they land on Jeongin working on some type of paperwork. M/n whimpers softly before he steps into the office.

“Master?..” M/n mumbles out as he fiddles with his fingers. His pointer finger and thumb picking at his left hand’s nails. His face wincing when they pulled to hard. He watched as Jeongin looked up and rose an eyebrow in confusion and annoyance. “What is it? I’m busy.” Jeongin snaps. M/n looks down in embarrassment and fear. “C-Can you give me some head pats?” M/n whispers under his breath. He was too scared to speak louder. What if Jeongin hits him instead of giving him the love he wanted.

Jeongin sighs in annoyance and puts his hand over his face. Jeongin rubs his eyes before he looks back to M/n, “Fine, come here.” Jeongin spoke as he laid back in his office chair. M/n didn’t know that Jeongin could hear him, so his ears perked up and his little tail began to wag. He walked over and stood in front of Jeongin. He squeals when Jeongin forcefully pulled him into his lap. M/n’s eyes shut in peace as Jeongin began to scratch and pet his head. But M/n knew he had to keep his guard up with Jeongin, keeping his body tense.

M/n soon felt Jeongin yank in his hair forcefully. “Stop hitting me with your tail.” Jeongin snaps as he keeps his harsh grip on M/n’s (h/c) colored locks. “Or do you want me to pull your hair out of your head?” Jeongin adds on. M/n could feel with each word Jeongin let out, that he was one step closer to going through with his words. “I’m sorry..” M/n lowly spoke as he brought a hand behind him and held his tail in his small hand. He hoped that would satisfy Jeongin enough to where he would let go of him. He sighs in relief when Jeongin let go of his hair.

M/n stands up from Jeongin’s lap and caressed his hair gently. M/n left Jeongin’s office with tears in his eyes. His ears twitch as he sniffled. He lets go of his tail and walks through the hallway until he gets to the front door. ‘I would be better dead. Master hates me, I hate me, everyone hates me. Master hates the way I look, the way my tail moves, the way my ears twitch occasionally. I hate everything about me, and master helped me realize that. I am better off dead.’ M/n thought to himself.

As M/n walked out the house, the sounds of cars driving by in the harsh rain filled his ears. He didn’t care for the way the rain hit his soft skin aggressively. M/n only wanted to get through the rest of the night. The thoughts ringing through his head as he walked away from the house. His feet tapping on the ground lightly due to his light walking. M/n kept his gaze on the ground as he began to cross the street. His arms wrapped around his cold body. His ears ringing, not hearing the car speeding towards him.

3rd person/Jeongin’s POV:

Jeongin sighed in anger as he wrote on the paperwork below him. He heard the slight creak of the door but didn’t care to look up. But once he felt M/n’s gaze, he knew he had no choice. “What is it? I’m busy.” He gazed up, his eyebrow raised in annoyance and confusion. Jeongin’s eyes took in the sight of M/n’s embarrassed figure. “C-Can you give me head pats?” He heard M/n ask. Jeongin puts a hand on his face and rubs his eyes. He agrees soon after and pulls M/n forcefully in his lap.

Jeongin puts a hand on M/n’s head, petting and scratching his head. He could feel the way M/n’s tail would hit him while it wagged. It was starting to annoy him. Jeongin gripped onto M/n’s hair unconsciously. “Stop hitting me with your tail.” Jeongin snaps, “Or do you want me to pull your hair out of your head?” He adds. ‘He’s so fucking annoying but I need him.’ Jeongin thought to himself. Jeongin thought of M/n as annoying and a distraction. But Jeongin knew that he got M/n because of the way he looked and the way his personality was opposite of his.

It made Jeongin admire him. Not love, not like, only admire. He found the way M/n acted and thought as something to admire. But Jeongin would never love him, or that’s at least what he thought. Jeongin didn’t hear M/n’s next words or the way he grabbed his tail to stop it forming wagging. Jeongin was too focused on his thoughts to hear or see M/n leaving too. Jeongin couldn’t help but think further into his feelings for M/n. The idea of loving a bunny hybrid was odd to him. Plus, it didn’t help that Jeongin didn’t know what the feeling of love was.

So, overall, Jeongin didn’t know what he felt for M/n. All he knew was that his chest hummed with M/n’s name, that M/n’s soul was the most amazing soul he has ever seen, that he knew something special was within M/n, and that made him want M/n by his side for as long as he lived. Maybe that was what love is? Jeongin’s mind was racing, he didn’t know what to think. Jeongin sighs as he covers his face. The migraine forming in his head.

“Shit.” He muttered. The pounding in his brain made everything worse. Jeongin thought about it a little deeper before coming to the solution that he loves M/n. Jeongin gets up from his seat, and makes his way out of his office. He needed a drink or at least something to help his brain calm down. Jeongin walks out the house, his car keys in hand. Jeongin opens the car door. But before he could get in or even start it, the sound of a crash near his house broke his trance.

“What the..” Jeongin trails off as he walks out of the driveway, and finds the scene of a car and two figures. One of the figures frantically calling 9-1-1 on their phone, while the other lied on the ground covered in blood. But Jeongin didn’t care for the first person, he cared deeply for the second. “M/n?” Jeongin called out. He rushed over to the car and the people. He stared down at the person lying on the ground as he drops to his knees. Jeongin wraps his arms around the boy’s body, pulling him close. “M/n..I’m so sorry. It’s okay, you’ll be okay.” Jeongin tries to comfort the blood covered male.

Jeongin could feel the wetness on his face. He brings one of his hands to his cheeks, feeling the wetness cover them. ‘Tears? I haven’t cried since..’ Jeongin thought but his attention soon went back towards his bunny hybrid. He saw the way M/n looked at him. Jeongin had a feeling that M/n knew something he didn’t. “I love you too.” M/n says through a cough, the blood spilling from his lips. Jeongin’s eyes widened as he held M/n. “How did you know?” Jeongin asks as he caressed M/n’s face.

M/n smiles and leans into Jeongin. “I just do.” M/n says. Jeongin felt the way M/n wiped his tears off his face and the sound of the ambulance not far from them. “Just a little longer.” Jeongin whispers. But as the words left his mouth, M/n’s eyes closed. Jeongin could feel his heart stop. The waves of fear crashing through him for the first time in his life. He didn’t even feel the paramedics take M/n from his arms. Jeongin just felt the thoughts rushing through his brain again.

‘What? He was fine just a minute ago. What happened? I..I don’t think I can stay away from him. We just told each other..I didn’t even get to tell him myself. I didn’t get to tell him I feel safe with him, that no words can go into the deepest depth of how much I love him. I love him, I love him, I love him.’

SORRY IT’S BEEN A WHILE BUT I GOT IT POSTED!! YIPPY YIPPY YIPPY!! I HOPE YOU LIKE, I ALMSOT CRIED BECAUSE I LOVE SEAROWS AND I LOVE THIS IMAGINE WONT LIE. READ, READ, READ, AND READ PLEASE! TELL ME WHAT YOU THINK AND GIVE FEEDBACK.

[toxicstarboy]

Are u gonna make a part 2 in crazy killer bang chan fic? 😫😫

YES I AM ACTUALLY! It’s already in my drafts. I’m thinking of posting it soon after I post the new imagine I’m putting out! I feel like my posts we’ll be good to go for a couple weeks! So I should post regularly, and you will get much more fics of the members and other people/characters! But I will not spoil them until it’s time 😈😈

[toxicstarboy]

NEW IMAGINE COMING SOON!!

I’m really excited to have this be out soon, but I won’t release it today because it still isn’t done. But I wanted to give you guys a sneak peek! It is full of angst, so don’t read it if you don’t want, but here it is!

It’s based off one of my favorite Searows songs, and it makes me cry all the time. So I hope I can make this imagine as sad as the song is or at least the vibe is. And I hope I can make a few of you cry, like I do. NOT IN A CREEPY WAY! I just hope it touched your soul. Anyways, it will be out soon!!

[toxicstarboy]

I Miss Your Warm Hands

Warning(s): toxic! male reader, reader is a cheater, reader was (is) a player, manipulation, toxicity, mention of harsh past for reader, mention of sexual abuse, and tbh Felix deserves way better.

no summary because i just don’t want to and because i want you guys to read it with “suspense” 😈

The blonde male sits on the couch. He didn’t want to go upstairs. Especially when he can hear the loud moans and whimpers from down where he sat. Felix couldn’t find the courage in his body to stand up to yell, cry, or scream at his beloved. He knew that it was mostly his fear for the future between the two. Plus, Felix also knew that M/n would do or say something to ease his mind.

Felix didn’t know what to do, but he would just have to wait until his boyfriend was done with whoever was in their bed. His eyes were leaking tears as he thought about the unknown man or woman in his bed with his lover. ‘How could he do this?’ He questions himself. Felix sniffles as he wipes his nose, but his eyes slightly widen when he hears the footsteps coming down the stairs.

Felix keeps his gaze in front of him. He tried to tune out how M/n and whoever he was with were talking at the front door. How could M/n act like he wasn’t there? Felix was so confused, frustrated, and overall sad. He stays seated as he heard the soft sound of his lover kissing and saying goodbye to his side piece. Felix grabs the wine bottle in front of him and opens it. He takes a long and delightful drink. He holds onto the bottle as he burps softly. The cushion on the couch next to him reforming when M/n sat on it.

“Sweetheart?” M/n whispers as he stares at Felix. Felix’s eyes firing more tears as he brings the bottle back up. He takes a large swig. Felix turns his head to M/n, “…Wh..How could you do that?” Felix asks as the tears go down his face. M/n sighs and looks down. “I don’t know what you’re talking about.” M/n says, clearly trying to play the clueless act. Felix scoffs, “You’re cheating on me, and all you can do it ask what I’m talking about?” Felix slightly shouts. He sets the bottle down on the coffee table and stands up.

M/n stands up as well and immediately grabs Felix’s hands. All for Felix to snatch them away. “I didn’t cheat on you. I’d never cheat on you.” M/n says as he shakes his head. “Why would I cheat on you? I love you too much to do that!” M/n says as he tries to keep his voice down. Felix laughs dryly as he pushes onto M/n’s chest harshly. He knew it would have no impact on M/n, but he wanted to cause him some sort of pain. Felix sobs softly, “You’re such a liar. You never loved me. How can I trust what you say when you just fucked someone else?” Felix yells at M/n.

Felix obviously shorter than him, so looking up at him was his only choice. But Felix didn’t want to look at the man before him. He was disgusted, but, for some reason, he didn’t know why he didn’t hate M/n. Even after he heard and knew of M/n’s secret affairs. M/n clicks his tongue and steps forward gripping Felix’s wrists. M/n putting his face in front of Felix’s, looking straight into his eyes. “I really do love you. I..We can get over this.” M/n whispers.

Felix looks at M/n in disbelief. “We? We will do nothing. You are such a fool, an idiot of all things.” Felix states as he glares at M/n. M/n takes a deep breath, “Yeah, you’re right, but you make me that way sweetheart. You make me fall too deep. I turn into a fool whenever I think, hear, and or see you. I could never love anyone like I do you..” M/n said as his hands rest on Felix’s waist. “You’ll just have to trust me. She seduced me. It wasn’t my fault, you know that.” M/n runs his thumb along Felix’s hips.

M/n looks away as his eyes water. The manipulation in his eyes, but Felix looked over that. Felix listened to the sweet words M/n spoke. His gaze looking at M/n’s “innocent” facade. Felix didn’t know what to believe. And M/n knew one last thing to say to push Felix over the edge. “I know I’m not the best, but I’m trying to be. You don’t deserve what I do to you. I love you way too much. I’m trying to put the past to the past, but you know it’s hard for me. I don’t like making you feel this way.” M/n’s words powerful. The look on his face and his words making Felix sniffle.

Felix knew there was a chance that M/n was just speaking what he wanted to hear. But Felix also knew of M/n’s past. Being sexually abused by his family for years had impacted M/n hugely. It turned M/n into a player. A player who used people’s bodies because it brought him pleasure. Felix brings his hands up and sobs into them. M/n was a victim, a victim of only knowing sexual love. Felix’s conscious slowly forgiving him as he thought about it. Felix couldn’t hold this against M/n.

M/n steps forward and hugs Felix tightly. “I’ll love you forever, even if you hate me.” M/n mutters. M/n kisses Felix’s forehead, “let me show you my love sweetheart.” M/n mumbles against Felix’s skin. M/n’s lips kissing Felix’s cheek, neck, and collarbone. M/n moves his lips against Felix before he kisses him passionately. Felix giving in and kissing him back just as intense. M/n smirked against Felix’s lips. M/n knew that he had Felix where he wanted him. He would continue to do as he pleased knowing Felix would come back. Felix could never resist M/n, and M/n couldn’t leave Felix or his desires behind.

Hoped y’all enjoyed it! I really went deep with this one. And I didn’t really know what brought up this idea. If you guys liked it please request something, and by something, I mean ANYTHINGGGG!!

🎧

[toxicstarboy]

Crazy Killer 💋

Killer/yandere! Idol! Bangchan x Male! Reader

Summary: a crazy killer is going around South Korea. They kill anyone who has had any interaction with a certain lover to a famous idol. Unknowingly, the killer being the closest person to his boyfriend, Bangchan himself. The only question you can ask yourself is, ‘do you forgive him?’ Unexpectedly, you do more than forgive him.

Warnings: murder, kidnapping, yandere tendencies, violence, manipulation, and MANIC READER. Let me know if I missed anything.

The younger of the two eats the fruits off his plate. M/n chews slowly. His eyes staying on his plate. He tried not to look too flustered at the stares of Bangchan who sat across from him. His eyes stared intensely on M/n with a look of love and affection.

M/n finds himself looking up and him and smiling. “What? Do I have something on my face?” M/n questions as he playfully wipes his face. He knew there was nothing on his face, but he couldn’t help teasing Bangchan. Bangchan chuckles deeply and shakes his head.

“No, you don’t actually. You’re just..really beautiful darling.” Bangchan admits confidently. His lips in a form of a smirk. M/n scoffs playfully and rolls his eyes, “yeah, yeah. I’m pretty. I know that already.” M/n jokes,“Tell me something I don’t know.” His hands reaching over and holding Bangchan’s.

Bangchan laughs and kisses the back of M/n’s hands. “Fine. You’re absolutely drop dead wrong about everything.” Bangchan teases him. Bangchan knew about M/n’s huge annoyance being called wrong. He was too stubborn for that.

M/n stares at him in shock before he starts to laugh, “you are so mean.” He looks into Bangchan’s eyes before he leans forward and kisses him. “But..I love you, so I have to deal with your bullshit.” The (brunette, black, red, etc.) haired boy speaks against Bangchan’s lips.

Just as M/n was about to go back to kissing Bangchan’s plump lips. A bang sounds through their house. “Hmm? What was that?” He looks around. Bangchan clenched his jaw as he watched M/n look around. “I don’t know. But it’s most likely nothing darling.” Bangchan squeezes his hands comfortingly.

M/n nods, “you’re right. I’m gonna use the bathroom before we watch our movies yeah?” He says as he stands up and walks away to the bathroom. Bangchan watches him silently until he was out of sight. Bangchan rushes down to the basement and pulls open the secret chamber.

“What the fuck did I say about making noise when my husband is home?” Bangchan snaps. He knew M/n wasn’t his husband, yet, but it doesn’t mean he won’t say it. Bangchan stares at the woman on the ground who was sobbing with the rag in her mouth. “You bitch. First, you insult and degrade my husband, which is MY job. Second, you can’t stay still or quiet. What else do I need to do to teach you a lesson.”

Bangchan watches as she stares at him pleasingly. He already cut off her hand, but if he needs to go further. He will. He never cared for anyone but his boyfriend, husband, his everything. He walks over before he kicks her across the face. Her sobs immediately stopping as she passes out. Bangchan scoffs before he turns and leaves. He locks the chamber door quickly before he races upstairs.

He sighs in relief when he doesn’t see M/n. He didn’t ever want M/n to find out about his secret. Bangchan wanted him and he didn’t know how his lover would react. He hurries and cleans up their plates and mess. He grabs snacks and a bag of chocolate covered popcorn.

He walks into the living room sitting on the couch. Bangchan grabs the remote and clicks the first movie, stopping it before it can start. He waits patiently for M/n. He looks down and sees a slight mark of blood on his shoe. ‘Fuck. I need to take these off and wash them. ‘

Bangchan didn’t even know why he kept his shoes on. M/n and him never kept their shoes on. He quickly takes them off and walks to the kitchen. He grabs a rag, soaking it with warm water before he expertly washes the blood off. He sets his shoes down by the front door.

He sits back down and smiles widely at his boyfriend when he walks in. “Hey, you spent a while in there..” Bangchan whispers. His smile showing concern, but his eyes showing a fake look. ‘Why the hell was he gone for so long? He doesn’t need to be away from me so long. I should tell him.’

Bangchan clears his throat as his leg begins to bounce up and down. “You don’t need to be gone that long, and if you are going to, you could warn me.” His words dark. M/n stares at him confused and chuckles nervously, “I’m sorry, I just got stuck watching videos on my phone. You know how I am..” he said.

Bangchan nods, “It’s fine. I’ll just go with you next time.” He whispers. He sighs and lays back into the couch. He looks at M/n again with a new look on his face. A warm look, comforting even. He sets the snacks down and opens his arms.

M/n smiles and immediately sits with him. His body automatically leaning close to his lover. He kisses him softly before he turns to the TV. Bangchan, who caught on, quickly starts the movie.

M/n open his eyes after closing them for a couple minutes. He looks up and sees Bangchan sleeping. He smiles and kisses his cheek. He slowly gets off his chest and body. When he finishes standing up he places the blanket back over his boyfriend. He grabs all of the trash. He goes to the trash can, trying to throw them away as soon as possible.

He wanted to go back to Bangchan and sleep in his arms. He stood in place when the sound of the same bang from earlier went through the house again. He looks around before he looks at the basement. He stares at the door cautiously and suspiciously. He was always scared of their basement, that’s why Bangchan said for him to stay away from it.

M/n gulps the saliva in his mouth before he walks to the basement door. He opens it before he walks down the stairs. He looks around the room, his eyes not missing one spot. He sighs in relief when he finds nothing suspicious.

But his relief is cut short when another bang comes from within the house. But it was immediately evident it was somewhere in the basement, maybe even near it. He whimpers softly as he looks around again. He doesn’t see anything before his eyes linger on the moved bookshelf.

A door? Since when have they had that? M/n’s breathing picks up as he walks closer to the door. Once he touches the handle a voice behind him stops his movements, “What are you doing?” M/n having to hold himself from flinching at the sound of Bangchan’s voice.

“B..baby?” M/n turns to him and smiles in comfort, “sorry, I heard another bang, like the one from earlier. It scared me, so I came down here. Since when did we have another door in here?” M/n questions as he turns to the door behind him.

Bangchan watches him with a look of numbness and anger. “I thought we both agreed you wouldn’t come near the basement, let alone in it.” His stare growing darker and harder. M/n turns to him and shrugs, “I..don’t know. Aren’t you curious what the noise is?” M/n asks.

Bangchan hums. It seemed he was in deep thought to M/n. And the truth is he was. ‘Should I just let him go in? I mean what’s it gonna do to let him see what I do in my spare time? I’ll just slowly make him fall in love with me again. Maybe even force him to stay, oh who am I kidding. I already plan on it.’

Bangchan smiles at M/n, “Fine. Let’s go inside.” M/n smiles back nervously, “can you maybe open the door? I..I’m kind of scared.” M/n mumbles. Bangchan steps forward and kisses M/n quickly before he moves him aside. He looks at M/n before he opens the door. The sound of the door sliding making the sound of shuffling quiet down.

Bangchan stares at M/n uncertain but half sane. He knew that M/n was staying whether he said no or not. He lets M/n step in before he steps in after him and shuts the door behind them. He watches as M/n stares at the woman on the floor. Her eyes puffy and red from crying.

Hell, it looked like she never stopped. “So? Is that what you wanted to see?” Bangchan asks. M/n keeps his gaze forward. He didn’t know what to do. ‘Why..why would Bangchan do this? I..don’t know how to feel. Should I feel mad? Sad? Scared? I kind of feel..turned on. He went insane because of me. Am I really that special?’

M/n turns to bangchan, but his eyes remain on the floor. “Di..Did you do this for me?” He licks his lips. Bangchan laughs, “of course I did. She was such a bitch to you. You don’t deserve that darling. Please, just see it from my point of view. Would you just let someone fuck with me? No. Just like how I will never let that happen to you while I’m around and alive.”

M/n opens his mouth to respond but he didn’t get the chance to as the woman behind them starts to squirm and sob again. He turns to her as she stares at him begging with her eyes and muffled words. Bangchan smirks as he grabs a knife near them. “You should prove yourself to me. That you love me as much as I love you, darling.”

The younger boy swallows nothing as he sees how Bangchan steps closer to him with the large knife. He..He couldn’t. He would never..no. “I..I don’t-” he gets cut off by Bangchan clenching his jaw with his larger hands. “Do you not love me? I mean, I did everything for you. I killed, I paid, I cooked, and I fucked the loving shit out of you. This is what I get?”

M/n whimpers at Bangchan’s intense words. Especially the idea of how much Bangchan has done for him, how he killed for him, paid for everything, cooked for him. And the fact Bangchan brought up their intense sex life, made him even hornier than before. M/n shakily lets out a breath before he grabs the knife. He wanted to prove himself. He needed to.

He hears Bangchan chuckles deeply, “good boy.” M/n looks at the woman before he gets on his knees near her. He watches as she stares terrified at him. But from the way she looked between the two made it seem like she was terrified FOR him. He raises his arm hesitantly and starts to stab her. A smile slowly making its way onto his face. He never felt so excited, yet dangerous before.

Bangchan laughs slightly at the sight, “that’s enough darling.” When he sees how intense M/n was getting. He didn’t need him getting any messier, not when he was planning to make the most mess out of him. He was gonna reward M/n good.

(Another bloody Bangchan pic)

Part 2 w/ smut or nah? I think I might just make a whole thing with Strya kids as killers while I write the other chapters of Kiss My Wounds. Would yall like that? If so can yall give request if the next one, thanks!

[toxicstarboy]

Kiss My Wounds ⭐️

SECOND CHAPTER: The “Faceless” Boy

Warning: %#+{^%}*]%

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M/N IS NOW 17

M/n only ever wants to bond with his brother. M/n was adopted two years ago, when he was 15. He already illegally changed his name by then. The evidence of his past life gone. But now he lives in Korea with adoptive parents. How he got away with the crimes? He wasn't sure himself. On the other hand, his brother just never saw the reason to create a conversation. Even if M/n was his adopted sibling. The reason for speaking to M/n was never clear.

But enough about your tiny backstory, let's move on to the present and future moments of your life.

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The boy in the mask stares at the small building in front of him. He has been working here for two years, and he is already exhausted. He didn't want to do this with his life. He wanted to be a singer, a dancer, and maybe even a model if everything else didn't work out. He even applied at JYP Entertainment and they didn't reply. That was 4 years ago. Now M/n is forced to work in his parents stupid gas station. The only good part about this job is when his friends came in, or when his older brother actually spoke to him.

He sighs and moves forward. M/n opens the gas station door, the bell ringing. He gets behind the counter and hides his back pack. He looks around for Justin, his older brother, but puts his name tag on when he couldn't find him. He didn't want to look for him. There was no reason to. M/n stands there bored as he looks around the shop. He grabs his phone out of his pocket and starts to texts with his friends about how boring it was in the store.

How he wished they would all come and see him. But they all shut it down because they were busy or just too lazy. M/n rolls his eyes and puts on his playlist for the store. He never liked Justin's music. And it's not like Justin has the confidence to stop him. M/n subtly dances to the vibe of the song and sings along quietly.

His voice muffled by his mask even while whispering. He stops and turns the music down slightly when two older men walk in, "안녕하세요! (Hello!)" M/n greets them as he waves lightly. The two men waving back, their hats low and their faces covered by masks as well. He watches as they look and grab snacks and drinks. He analyzes their features slowly, 'why do I feel like I know them?'. M/n questions himself before he looks away.

He realized he probably looked like a creep staring so hard. They start to talk in English about what their other friends could want, and if they should even get them anything since they didn't come. M/n bites his cheek as he hears them start to talk about the store and him. They compliment how clean and spotless the whole store is. Then they slowly start to compliment the young man's looks. The men thinking the boy couldn't understand what they were saying.

M/n's face turning as red as a tomato. He didn't understand why they were complimenting him. M/n keeps his gaze down as the men start to walk up to the counter. He looks up and smiles, but the mask covering his face. The men smile back, "이게 다야? (Is this all?)" M/n asks politely as he begins to ring up the items. The men nodding, "네. 저기요, 제가 전화번호 좀 알려드려도 될까요? (Yes. Hey, do you mind if I get your number?)" The tallest of the two asks. His face red but his face covered with his mask as well.

M/n looks at him with slightly widen eyes before nodding hesitantly, "아니요. (no.)" M/n says as he finishes ringing up the items. He grabs the man's phone and types his number into it. He hands it back before looking at the cash register, "그건 14.25달러일 거예요. (That will be $14.25)." M/n states. He grabs the cash, putting it in the slots before giving him his change. He stares at the man before he clears his throat and looks down.

M/n's cheeks almost as red as a rose. He hears the two men whispers to each other before they leave. M/n keeping his gaze down until he heard the door shut. The boy looking up and out the window seeing the men both with their phones out. It seemed like they were sharing something. M/n sighs and goes back to turning the music up. 'I shouldn't be in their business.' He scolds himself.

M/n looks to the staff room in the back. Which is normally where he would find Justin. He smiles at him but gets nothing in return. The 17 year old watching as his older brother gets behind the counter and sits on a stool. M/n swallows the saliva in his throat before he hears a ping from his phone. He grabs it off the counter and looks at it subtly. He couldn't be caught looking at his phone. It was disrespectful and not really professional.

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- Hey! This is the cute boy from the gas station right?

M/n stares at the text for awhile before he responds,

— uh yes? is this one i gave my number to 💀

M/n felt kind of weird for how he replied, but that's how he talks to everyone. He didn't even know how to text his mom without emojis.

- Yeah it is 😭, sorry if I surprised you with how fast I texted?

M/n didn't know how to respond to that. What could he mean by surprise him? It's not like M/n wasn't expecting it?

— Why would I be surprised? I mean I expected you to do it sooner or later? 🙃

- oh well, I just didn't know if it was too soon..

M/n felt bad. He didn't mean to make the guy cautious, he wanted to know that he wasn't surprised. Isn't that what the guy wanted? M/n never felt so socially awkward over his phone.

Sorry. I'm not good with communicating. I think it's the fact you're just so pretty!

He wanted to compliment the dude since he felt so uncomfortable with how he sounded earlier.

- oh it's okay! Don't worry about it, but you need to not compliment me. You make me blush 😔

M/n silently giggles before he sets his phone aside when he heard the bell above the door ring. He watches as the boy goes to the back to look around. He blows air out of his nose as he wishes he was anywhere else. He looks at Justin impatiently wanting to leave. Justin, who sees M/n's stare, questions what he could possibly want. "What?" Justin lightly snaps. M/n smiles softly, "Can I leave? We're not even that busy, and it's not like my mom pays me that much anyways." M/n silently begs.

Justin rolled his eyes when he heard M/n's begging. "Fine. Just don't come to me crying if mom or dad scream at you." Justin says. Him and M/n knew he was over exaggerating, mom and dad never yelled at Justin or him. M/n squeals silently and takes off his name clip and grabs his things before leaving the store. Now he just needed something to do. The (blue, brown, green, etc.) eyed boy looks around before he grabs his phone out of his pocket.

He stares at the texts between the stranger and him. He shrugs before swiping off their texts, not wanting to reply right now. He looks through his other apps. His eyes stopping on a certain email.

JYP ENTERTAINMENT

Hello, M/n! We're sorry for the late response. It seemed we haven't seen your email sooner. We would love for you to come in for a meeting with the big man JYP himself. The meeting will be held Today, September 20, 2023 at 2 p.m.! JYP will be waiting in his office for you!

Thank you,

JYP E. MANAGEMENT

M/n stops walking once he finished reading the email. Why would JYP Entertainment email him 4 years later? M/n blinks twice before he looks at the time, his eyes widening. 2:01 p.m.! 'Oh my god!' He thought before he ran in the direction of the large building. His hands pulling up the directions as he runs. After fifteen minutes he finally makes it to the front of the building. He rushes into the lobby before the stops at the front counter. "I'm so so sorry that I'm late! I didn't see the email until now." M/n speaks with urgency.

"I was walking too, I had to run here!" M/n says. His breathing was fine just a little out of speed. Which wasn't that much of a surprise considering M/n works out. The lady stares at him in surprise, "What's your first and last name?" She asks softly. M/n smiles at her, "M/n L/n." He replies. He spells out both his first and last just in case she needs the extra help. She types in his name before looking at him, "You're late 16 minutes.." She whispers as she looks at the screen then back at him.

He nods, "yeah. I know, I had to run here." M/n slightly sassed her back. "I thought I said that." He smiled sarcastically. He takes a deep breath, "I'm sorry. Can I just like reschedule or something?" M/n states, apologizing for his behavior. She looked at the screen of his computer. She reads the message about what the meeting is about before she shakes her head. "How about I let you with him now? He is in a meeting, but he said he wanted to see you whether it be earlier or later." She explains.

"I'll lead you up to his office." She told him before exiting from behind the desk. He follows behind her quickly. They get in the elevator before they stop in the top floor and walk to the end of the hallway. "Here we go." She states before she knocks on the door. "Sir? We have your 2 o'clock here!" She said through the door before she opens it. She smiles at the boss and the eight boys across from him. "Thank you Mrs. Lee." JYP nods his head.

M/n stares at the man in shock before his gaze moves to the eight men across from him. 'Holy shit' he thinks to himself. He flinches slightly when he immediately sees JYP standing in front of him. "H-Hello?" M/n bows slightly. His eyes locked on JYP in surprise. JYP smiles at him nicely before he looks at the men sitting at the long table. "This is the boy I was talking about! He's amazing, you guys will love each other." JYP smiles.

M/n gulps when he sees the handsome faces staring at him, "Hi? Wait- why am I here?" M/n asks JYP. JYP chuckles before shaking his head, "oh I'm sorry, this is the star group Stray Kids, and we are trying to get them another member. I saw your email from those few years ago and you were AMAZING!" JYP exclaims. M/n stares in confusion and even more shock. "So let me get this straight. I'm here because you liked my audition from four years ago, and now want me to be a part of a boy group?"

M/n was so confused and worried. He was worried what his parents would think. He looks between the groups and JYP. JYP looks hesitant but nods along with M/n's assumption. M/n clears his throat and nods, "uh, can I think about it?" He whispers. JYP stares at him before shaking his head, "No. I'm sorry. We need you to answer now." JYP explained. M/n opens his mouth before shutting it.

Bangchan stands up and grabs JYP's shoulder, "Can we at least give him a couple minutes? You're putting a lot of pressure on him." Bangchan asks as his eyes stare at M/n with a slight look of familiarity. JYP nods, "Fine. 20 minutes." He says before he sits in his chair and lets the men and boy leave. M/n sits on the floor outside the office in thought. For the thousandth time in his life he didn't know what to do.

Please pretend you spoke in Korean for the last bit. I am and was too lazy to write Korean.

How was the second part of your story? I hope you know we’re just getting started, and I don’t plan on stopping anytime soon. Please tell me if your feedback or opinions about the story.

[toxicstarboy]

Kiss My Wounds ⭐️

FIRST CHAPTER: The New Story

𝘈 𝘴𝘵𝘳𝘢𝘺 𝘬𝘪𝘥𝘴 𝘹 (slight femboy) 𝘔𝘈𝘓𝘌 𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘥𝘦𝘳 𝘣𝘰𝘰𝘬． if you do not like that idea, you do have the option to leave.

This story does not only have a male protagonist with multiple love interest. But the storyline and main character go through a lot of triggering topics. These contain: self-harm, depression, anxiety, 𝗽𝘀𝘆𝗰𝗵𝗼𝘁𝗶𝗰 𝗯𝗲𝗵𝗮𝘃𝗶𝗼𝗿, PTSD, trauma, and a lot of other mental issues. There will be warnings for the chapters at the beginning. If this bothers you please do me the favor of leaving, I would not like to trigger an issue. This book will contain smut, but it will slowly lead into that. If you have a request for those types of scenes please be aware that I might not respond.

Have a great time reading!

Warnings: mention of self-harm, abuse, s3xual abuse, murder, and slight mention of r4pe.

FOR THIS PART OF THE STORY COME UP WITH A FAKE NAME. THIS WILL BE YOUR NAME BEFORE YOU ILLEGALLY CHANGE IT LATER ON.

(Y/f/n = your fake name + F/n =Father's name)

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WHEN M/N WAS 13 YEARS OLD

The sound of the keys clicking on a keyboard rings out into the dark and silent room. The male sitting on his bed under the layers of blankets sighing softly. His (black, brown, blonde, etc.) hair falling in front of his eyes. His hand rushing up to push it back. But his eyes roll when the hair falls back into its place, "stupid." Y/f/n whispers to himself as he grabs his hair-clip beside his bed and clips his bangs back. His view getting better making him smile in relief as his anger leaves his body.

But his smile soon vanished when the sound of the front door slamming open startles him. He quickly un-clips his hair and shuts his computer closed. He stands up and walks to his closet door. He throws on an oversized shirt, the bandages on his wrists red and slightly grimy. He flinches slightly at the sight before he reaches the bathroom. He professionally cleans and wraps his arms before putting on his black zip up.

His feet move around quickly as he makes his way out of his room. His movements silent as he goes down the creaky stairs before settling in front of the kitchen entrance, "Sir.." Y/f/n trails off as he sees his cold-blooded and over-grown dad. He steps further away from him, scared of the consequences for not cooking dinner.

"I thought we had a deal? You cook, I work." F/n snaps. Y/f/n gulping down his saliva before nodding, "Yes Sir. I..I just got busy, and didn't find the time for cooking today." Y/f/n tries to explain calmly and clearly. His tone shaky but his posture straight and almost confident. But he wasn't confident, he was a coward. A low-life coward with no life but to be used by others and forced into such unfortunate situations.

Like now for example, Y/f/n knew his father would beat him with the belt or with his hands before finally leaving and asking for a beer. Y/f/n was used to it. The actions like a routine. It made him feel almost grateful for his father's choices. He didn't have to think of his future. His father had that set out for him. Even if Y/f/n felt the worse about the things his father did to him.

Y/f/n licks his dry lips as he sees how F/n steps forward and starts to undo his belt. He looks at it before looking down, "You know the drill." F/n's says. Y/f/n nods before he walks to the living room and bends over the couch. His ass in the air and tears well up in his eyes, "Dad knows best." Y/f/n whispers to himself.

F/n grabs a cigarette and his lighter before lighting it quickly. He sets the lighter aside before he folds the belt, "Count." F/n demands. The cigarette bouncing once. The belt going down on Y/f/n's ass harshly making the 13 year old boy wince, but keep his mouth shut knowing it could get worse. Y/f/n's hands shake as he looks around, "1." Y/f/n states. Another smack in the air, "2." A whisper rings out.

A harsh and painful smack going down on Y/f/n again, "..3.." Y/f/n delays his counting as he tries to calm down. Y/f/n wipes his eyes quickly before counting when a certain pain goes down on him again, "4." Y/f/n whispers through gritted teeth. The voices in his head start to pray for this to be over soon. He sighs softly when no other hit comes down, "S..Sir?" Y/f/n whimpers out.

F/n taking the cigarette out of his mouth. He raises it and burns it out on Y/f/n's back. Y/f/n wincing and crying silently, "What? You're done." F/n answers, "Unless you want more." F/n speaks angrily. Y/f/n immediately shakes his head, "No, please. I just want to say I'm sorry." Y/f/n sniffles lightly. He gets up, pulling his shirt down. His teeth biting his cheek when he felt the pain from the burn.

F/n clenches his jaw before hitting Y/f/n across the face, forcing Y/f/n onto the ground. Y/f/n sighs and moans softly when he felt how his cheek welled in pain. His teeth landing with a strong bite on it. Y/f/n tries to get up but his father kicks him in the gut before he could even get onto his hands and knees.

"Get up since you want to so bad." F/n teased Y/f/n before kicking him in the gut again and finally the face. Y/f/n's head knocking to the side. His eyes close his face tense but relaxed. His body immediately knocked out of consciousness due to his father's powerful kick. F/n scoffs before leaving, "Get me a beer faggot." F/n snaps. Y/f/n not answering as he remained unconscious before he finally woke up minutes later.

He sighs and stands ups way slower than usual. His movements making him weak. His head making him dizzy and his feet making him stumble. He walks into the kitchen. He grabs two beers before setting one down on the counter. He opens the bottle, drinking it. He throws it away before making his way to his father with his cold and full beer.

Y/f/n swallows the lump in his throat as he hands his dad the bottle. His hand numb from the cold, and his face numb from the harsh kicks and punches. Y/f/n sighs once and starts to limp towards the stairs, "Did I say you could go anywhere boy?" F/n spits out. The spit flying from his mouth at the intensity of the words and how harsh he spoke.

Y/f/n bites his cheek again as he turns back around and walks towards his father, "W..What do you need?" Y/f/n whispers. "Watch this movie with me." F/n commands as he drinks his beer. Y/f/n with, no other choice, sits down. He sits as still as possible. His body tightening when he starts to feel his father's hand on his waist.

His hand slowly moving along his body, groping him. Y/f/n looks down as his eyes tear up once more. He rushes up and starts to go up the stairs. The distant sound of his father yelling his name, and the sound of glass breaking behind him. Y/f/n quickly shuts the door. He locks it and opens his computer from before. He looks at his application before nodding to himself and submitting it.

Y/f/n gasps softly as he thinks about what he done. His father is going to kill him, "Fuck." Y/f/n whispers to himself. He stares at the large words across the screen, 'APPLICATION TO JYP ENTERTAINMENT SUBMITTED. WE WILL GET BACK TO YOU SOON!'. His hand lifts up and shuts his computer. He pushes his bangs back. The (black, brown, blonde, etc.) hair falling back in front of his face.

He looks at his door and walks to his desk. He pushes his desk in front of the piece of wood. Y/f/n flinching back when he hears the loud banging begin on his door. Y/f/n looks around his room nervously. His eyes searching for anything to protect him. His eyes landing on a butterfly knife. He looked at the door before grabbing the knife. 'Just in case', Y/f/n thought to himself.

He twist the knife open but makes sure it won't be in view for his father to see. The banging stopped, making Y/f/n wait in anticipation. "Let me in, now. I'm not playing with you Y/f/n. You either let me in, or I let myself in. Huh? Which one do you want?" F/n speaks on the other side of the door. Y/f/n licks his lips and swallows. He stays away from the door and makes sure he has a way to escape.

"Fine. I'll force in like last time." F/n says. Y/f/n could hear the smirk in his tone. Y/f/n didn't want a repeat of last time. Last time he wouldn't stop bleeding and he felt so disgusting after. He couldn't handle that again. Y/f/n breathes slowly before walking forward. He moves the desk and opens the door. The view he sees scares him. His father glaring at him and his fist clenched.

He groans when he feels a harsh punch to his face again. He looks at his father and sobs softly. He looks down before he lifts the knife up and slashes his father's arm. F/n grunting as he clutches his injury, "What the fuck!" F/n shouts. Y/f/n stares in shock and horror before he clenches his jaw and slashes his dad's arm again.

Y/f/n's hands moving by themself as he continues to slash over his father's body, "I hate you." Y/f/n whispers. F/n chuckles at that statement as he tries to hold onto his injuries, "No you don't. You could never hate me." F/n states confidently. Y/f/n grits his teeth before he grips the knife. He looks at it and then his father. He stares at his father angry, "I will always hate you. Even when you're dead." Y/f/n speaks.

He swallows and rushes forward before his father could speak. He digs the knife into his father's gut. F/n looks into his son's eyes as he chokes. He looks down and opens his mouth but blood is the only thing coming out. He coughs lightly before he finally falls to the ground. His body tense and his hands firmly gripping the hole in his stomach.

The pressure making more blood come out then helping it stay in. Y/f/n sobs when he realized what he did. He looks around trying to think of what to do. He finally decides to run away, and never come back. He already has a plan he doesn't need anything else other than that.

So how was seeing your story being written out for you? Did it hit all the right and wrong places? Are you scared or just confused on what your future will be? Maybe you are even intrigued?

You won’t figure it out until I write it for you. If you have any comments or concerns about how you lived. Please tell me. Give me your feedback.

I will have the next part of your timely death story right after this one!

[toxicstarboy]

Stray Kids (hyung line) hcs/short stories

Head canons/short stories of the hyung line in stray kids: When M/n is just having a bad day, and felt like he couldn’t deal with anything anymore. His depression is just slowly taking over his thoughts. He couldn’t think of anything, but how he didn’t belong. Yet his boyfriend(s) help him with those thoughts, which are slowly taking over.

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A/n: Hi! I know it’s been a longggg time, but I’m back. I just couldn’t find the motivation to write for tumblr. I did write for one of my books on Wattpad though. So if you want to read that my username is ilovepickle73! It’s a XO, Kitty book a Min ho x Fem! Oc x Male! Oc. If you’re interested go read it!!!! Anyways I’m gonna shut up and let you read. Unless you didn’t read this then whatever I guess. Byeeee 🙃

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Chan:

You get home from a long day of hard work. The feeling of tiredness sticking to you like glue. You drag your feet and walk with less confidence. You try and breathe, but that just doesn’t seem to help anymore.

You sigh and try to let the feeling of being tired out. Your eyes start to already tear up to the thought of being so worthless. You didn’t belong, you’re co-workers already hate you, and your boyfriend doesn’t talk to you as much either.

Yeah there are some things that help you with your horrible depression, but it can’t work now. You take your shoes off after realizing you zoned out for a pretty long time.

You take your heavy coat off, it rubbing against your sore arms. You hiss as you feel the pain of clothing rubbing on your scarred skin. You groan a little and walk upstairs to your shared bedroom.

You rub your eyes and slowly take off your shirt. You throw it in the laundry basket. Leaving your pants on you lay in your bed. You close your eyes and sleep to the sounds of nothing.

— little time skip —

Chan opens the door and sighs happily. Finally he’s home. He takes off his shoes and jacket seeing yours as well. He smiles and squeals quietly. He sneaks upstairs and creaks the door open to see you asleep in your guys king bed.

He smiles larger and takes his pants and shirt off. Putting them in the laundry basket as well, he stays grinning as he can’t wait to fall asleep in his lovers arms.

He lays down and feels you shift after he gets into the cold sheets. He feels your arms around his waist. As his result, he kisses your knuckles. He closes his eyes happily before he opens them quickly. Just to look back down.

“What in the cocoa pebbles!” He shouts in his echoey brain. He blinks fastly then looks at your calm face. He turns and smacks your cheek lightly.

You open your eyes slowly and look at him. You smile and kiss his forehead. He stares at you in shock. How could you hide this from him? Have you always felt this way? Have you always done this?

He sighs sadly. You frown confused at his sudden sadness. Then look to your arms then to him. Fuck. You sigh through your nose. You grip his chin gently and kiss his lips.

He looks straight into your eyes. His own tearing up when he sees the secret apologies behind them. You bite your lower lip. He gulps nothing and kisses you softly.

You give a small smile as does he,

“Tell me. Tell me every little thing that hurt you, okay? I love you, and I won’t judge you darling. Nothing could ever make me change my mind or feelings about you” You let out a shaky breath at his statement.

“Okay.” You nod your head unconsciously.

He sits there to listen.

Let’s do this then.

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Hyunjin:

You sit on your comfortable couch. Thoughts taking over your ability to get up.

Stupid. Disgusting. More disturbing words play through your head. You grew up with horrible parents, so the words didn’t hurt you as much. Before one caught you by the leg.

Helpless. Why that one all of a sudden. Maybe it’s the fact you try and help yourself as much as you can. Not wanting to put your own problems into others. Especially your boyfriend, Hyunjin.

You feel your empty eyes slowly tear up,

“I’m home pretty!” You hear your boyfriend say a few feet away. A slam of the door following behind,

“Oh. You’re right here.” He smiles and walks up to kiss your cheek. You keep your focus forward. You didn’t want him to see the pain in your eyes.

You sigh and look up knowing he’s gonna start questioning you. His face then turns into one of confusion as the tears start coming down your face quickly.

“Pretty? What’s wrong?” He feels his own eyes dry up. When you cry he feels like he’s going to cry,

“Nothing baby.” You state as you kiss his forehead. He grunts quietly and grabs your face,

“Don’t lie. What’s going on?” He speaks determined. You bite your lip. You let it go as you talk,

“I just feel so..tired. I feel like I can’t keep up with everything..” You look at him in his eyes. Obviously do to the fact he still has his hands on the sides of your face.

“I’m sorry pretty. I’m sorry you’re feeling that way. I’m glad you can talk to me. I did have to push you a little bit but not by a lot. I’m happy you trust me so much. If you need me, pretty. I’m here for your gorgeous face. Don’t ever feel like you’re worth nothing to anyone and like you can’t keep up. You’re worth so much to everyone. I would risk everything for you. And trust me I’ve seen you put your power to the test. You can keep up just fine pretty. It just might be the stress, you take up everyday. Maybe take a break. Even if it means days to weeks. We’re all okay with it as long as you are okay.” He gives you a speech as he kisses your face between some sentences. You smile softly and kiss his lips. He pulls away and sighs,

“Now what do you want for dinner? I can make some F/F?” He smiles a little. Your own smile growing larger. Glad he can comfort you in many different ways,

“I’m alright with that.” You reply,

“Let’s go make you some F/F then!”

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Changbin:

You sing a soft melody. Today was your day off as the manager for stray kids. You felt your sour body move softly. Not wanting to hurt it anymore. You move your body from the stove to the sink. Wiping your hands so you can start cutting the fruit.

You were making dinner because that helps with stress for you. You move to the cutting board with the already washed fruit. You set it down gently and grab the clean knife. You slice the first piece of the cold apple.

You sigh and stare at the fruit and knife. You feel your eyes strain to the knife longer than before. Your breathing starts to pick up. You try and slow it down, but the air just won’t get into your body the right way.

You feel your body lower to the ground. Your legs to your chest. You put your head on your knees. And feel your breathing still as quick as before. You were to into the attack to here the door open and close.

You start to hear footsteps come towards the kitchen,

“My love? Are you in here?” Fuck. Changbin’s home. You try to stand, but your legs feel weak. You fall back into the ground and groan. You hear running stomps speed towards you.

You sob now feeling a headache,

“My love! Are you okay?” He grabs you by your upper body. He pulls you towards his chest as you cry. You grip his shirt and feel the tears make contact with your hand.

He grips you tighter and kisses your forehead,

“My love? Please answer me.” He grips you even tighter if possible. You feel your chest love violently with each sob coming from your mouth. You try to speak,

“I-I c-can’t b-breathe. I-I c-can’t do an-anything rig-right.” Your words are staggered everywhere. The cries and hard breathing getting in the way,

“Alright my love. It’s okay. I know you feel everything is harming you right now, but you’re safe. I promise you are safe in my arms. You don’t need to feel any pain mentally or physically anymore. I’m here to be your breathe you can’t reach and the tears that go down your cheek. I will relive your stress by leaving your body through them. Panicking is okay. It’s natural but I need you to try and calm down. I need you to breathe in for three seconds then let it out in three. Okay, my love?”

You look up at him eyes puffy and cutely red,

He calms you down with his words. You do as he says and try to breathe in threes. 1 2 3 in. 1 2 3 out. You repeat this in your empty void. You feel yourself stop crying and breathing slow down. You bring your hand up and wipe away the still wet tears. The dry ones sticking to your face.

You kiss his lips before he goes to shut the stove off and put the knife and fruits away. You feel the sleepiness take over. Your eyes slowly close, your head falling forward.

He turns around to see you asleep about to fall off the counter. He rushes over as he decides he’ll just do the dishes later. He picks you up again. He takes you up stairs. He walks into the bedroom and sets you on the bed under the comforter. He kisses your forehead for the third time today.

“Sleep well, my love.”

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Lee know:

You stretch your limbs and hear that satisfying pop. You lay back down in your bed. You look to Lee know’s side of the bed. You sigh seeing him not there. You feel your eyes tear up.

You had a nightmare a few days ago that started exactly like this. Lee know leaves, he says he’s staying out late, you go to see him, you ask him how he’s doing, he gives dry replies, you’re confused, and then he just tells you he’s tired of you.

You feel a tear go down one of your cheeks. Another one following behind. You hear your phone vibrate. You turn around. You see a text from Lee know,

“Emotionless” baby

Hey darling. I won’t make it tonight I have to work late. I’m sorry!!

Your heart drops. No this can’t be happening.

Okay babe. Do you mind if I see you later?

You stress as you wait for the answer. You swallow nothing and stand up out of the bed. You grab your phone off the charger. You walk to the bathroom and brush your teeth. Not having your eyes on the phone, just in case it’s something bad he text back.

You take your clothes off and get into the shower. You decided to just check later.

— little time skip —

You get out the closet with your new clothes putting them on quickly. You took your time in the shower. Wanting to see him as soon as possible. You grab your keys and get to the entrance of the house. You open the door and rush to your car.

You basically speed to JYP Entertainment. You get to the doors and walk in. The receptionist nods at you and lets you pass. You get to the elevator and get upstairs. You get to the studio and open the last door in your way slowly.

You see Lee know laughing with Chan. You sigh and walk up behind him,

“Hey.” You said from behind him. When he turns around he smiles widely,

“Hey darling.” He keeps smiling as he hugs you. You smile and hug him back. Feeling the relief spread throughout your body,

“What are you doing here?” He asks,

“I asked you if I could see you. I’m not sure if you answered though, so I just came.” You nod and smile.

He smiles and makes you sit down. Him soon sitting in your lap. You wrap your arms around him. You felt your heart pick up as you think he will just tell you how tired he is of you and then leave with Chan.

Your leg starts to move a lot with out you noticing. He turns around and looks at you. He sees you biting your lip which is something you do when anxious. He grows confused as he drags you outside the room,

“What’s wrong?” He grabs the sides of your face. You groan quietly. Screw his observation skills. You sigh,

“I’m fine. I just need to breathe.” He nods and holds your hands. You feel your eyes tear up just slightly. He grabs your cheeks and wipes the slow tears.

“Are you sure you just “need to breathe?”” You nod but he obviously doesn’t believe you. He wipes the tears then hugs you again.

You burst out with tears. He holds you tighter,

“Whatever that is harming you right now. Does not matter darling. I’m here, Chans here, Hyunjins here, Changbins here. We’re all here for you darling. You can cry, and we’ll be your shoulders. We’ll wipe your tears before they touch your chin. We’ll be your sunny days in your own dark nights. Darling we love you. I love you, and I won’t ever stop loving you. I will be here for your lonely cries and your lonely thoughts. I won’t let you go. We will keep you safe and with us. We’ll stay with you as long as you need us to darling. We love you okay?”

You sob hearing the sweet words of one of you lovers. He stops hugging you and kisses your soft lips. He smiles at you softly but sadly. You smile back with more confidence than before.

God, do I love them.

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Im done y’all!! YAY! I’m so happy I can post this for you guys. I get I was gone, but like I said I didn’t have motivation. Yet now I’m out of school, so I can write more for you!!!!! But we still don’t speak of that. We never know what might happen. Have runs reading other stuff y’all while y’all wait for me.

[toxicstarboy]

Thunderstorms

Billie Eilish x g!p reader if not comfortable don’t read.

Warnings: degration, pain kink, spanking, choking, biting, hair pulling, spit kink, pain kink. If I missed anything please tell me!

Have fun!

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I wake up from my peaceful dream. Feeling around with my strong veiny hands. The cold slick sheets rubbing against them. I cringe at the feeling. I open my eyes and see Billie has left and it’s not my imagination. I get out the bed carefully out of instinct. I fix the bed and take some deep breaths.

My calmness was never ruined. Hearing that thunder and lightning made me feel different. Sexy? Uncontrollable? Maybe even tired, but that could be because I woke up just 10 minutes ago. I blink over and over. That tiredness still lingering. I move my sore legs downstairs. I look and find Billie at the back door staring out the glass frame.

“Hey sweetheart.”

Walking up behind her wrapping my arms around her curvy body.

“Hi baby.”

She looks up at me with those pretty deep blue eyes. I keep my tall figure pushed against. I’m sure she can feel my hard on pressing against her ass and back. She looks back outside.

“I always love storms.”

She speaks slowly.

“They make me feel special. I watch them whenever I can.”

She rubs my left arm with her tiny hand. I stare at her with my brown eyes. I look outside seeing it’s soaked.

“Let’s go outside.”

I open the door and drag her with me. I close it and walk to the porch pillar leaning against it. She walks to the middle of the backyard. Her toes in the cold green grass. I smile and bit my lip. Looking at her naked body walk around. I get off the pillar and walk towards her swiftly.

I push myself against her again. Hoping she feels my thick veiny hard on through these thin boxers. I hear her moan as I have my head between her shoulder and neck. I lift my head slightly, biting her shoulder. She turns towards me her face already facing my chest, with how short she is.

I pull her hair making her stare up at me. I lick and bite my lip. I kiss her slowly. We break apart slowly and hear a loud bang coming from this dark sky. You can slightly hear the sound of our lips disconnecting. We stare into each others eyes. Them both being darker than before. I look at the ground slowly. Mostly taking in her body for the thousandth time.

I push her to the ground on her knees. She stares at me innocently. I force my thumb on her bottom lip, admiring it dragging the soft figure down. I lean down and kiss her while I pull my boxers down. I release her lips and drag my body back up, my hard member against my toned stomach.

Pre cum leaking from my tip. I move my fingers to my pre cum and pick it on my fingers one by one. Putting my fingers at her mouth, I drag them all around her lips and chin. Making sure to get it all over her lower face.

“Such a messy girl aren’t you baby?”

I bite my lip again. Hoping I won’t let out a moan at her blue eyes turning darker. She licks what she can and grabs my hard on. Squeezing my member harshly.

“Fuck.”

My low voice reaching places only I know of. I know this turns her on. My voice, my hands, everything about me. I let her do as she pleases with my dick. I drag my hips quickly. Fuck she’s so good at this. I keep moving my hips. Throwing my head back and moaning. Feeling her hand around me makes me so ready to burst.

I feel my knot coming along. I hump faster as she picks up her own pace. I feel that knot grow tighter. I go and go till I feel that knot go lose. I moan as I feel my eyes go black. I slowly open them and look down at her. I push her curvy body down in the grass and force her on all fours. I felt my dick become hard again. I rub against her throwing my hips up and down. I feel that pleasure rush to my spine.

I groan silently. She moans loudly in the grass. The sight of her. Her face pushing in the grass, her squished lips, her lowered eyes. I pick up pace. Feeling her clench around nothing let me know she was about to cum.

“Fuck yes. Cum all over my dick sweetheart.”

I rub against her harder. He breathing picks up as her moans. I stop suddenly.

“W-Why did you stop?”

She tried to rub against me. I pull away. I look at her soaked heat. Feeling myself get harder. I lick my dry lips. I grab my member and rub against her folds. She moans quietly. I push into her inch by inch. Feeling her stretch with my thick veiny sides. Her walls felt so tight.

“So tight baby.”

I lean in her ear knowing she loves having me close.

“All for you daddy.”

She bites her lip hard. I know some skin has broke. I rotate my hips to get comfortable. She moans. I back my lower body out. Then I push back in. I repeat till I hear her moan louder.

“Y/n!”

I pick up my pace. I made my hips snap violently.

“You like this dick baby? Is it enough for my dirty slut?”

She whimpers.

“Fuck yes.”

She moans and squeezes her thighs as much as she can. I snap my hips more violently. Hearing my balls smack off her clit. I know she likes that pain. I lift my right hand and slap ass. Both sides turning red. I grab both her arms and hold them behind her back. Both of them squished together as I get into the pleasure.

“Ughh!”

She moves her legs trying to get away. I speed up.

“Fuck!!”

She moans and snaps her ass back into my moving hips. I found my hips in circles. I hear another bang from the lightning. I spank her ass again. I spank and spank over and over again. She groans loudly. She loves more now having her tits on the muddy ground as well. We were to into our pleasure we didn’t realize it started raining harder.

The bangs from the lightning makes me pound harder into her cunt. I feel her walls clamp around me. I know she felt my dick twitch. I wanted her to cum with me.

“Hold it.”

I grip her arms harder.

“I can’t.”

She grits her teeth groaning again.

“Yes you can, hold it.”

She bits her lip again and moans.

“Ugh!”

She moves her body.

My dick twitching more violently. My knot almost coming undone. Her tight walls makes it harder for me to hold it. I pound and pound till I feel my know become looser.

“Cum with me.”

I cum in her womb as she cums hard on me. I continue to hold her arms as I take my right hand and spank her again. I bring it down to her clit as she moans. I rub harshly. She jolts forward suddenly. I hear another bang. I feel her tighten again.

“Shit!”

She lets loose and squirts all over me. Feeling her wetness I slow down till I fully stop. I drop her harshly. I fall on top of her. My dick softening and slipping out her quenching cunt. She tightens around nothing. Her walls now stiff. I rub against her again.

“No, stop I can’t. I’m sensitive.”

She puts her hand on my lower stomach, pushing me back. I thought she had enough and I’d finish tomorrow, but I remember she wanted to spice our relationship. How about we try that now? I grip her ass check spreading them as I gather some spit in my mouth and spit at her quaking hole. I spit harshly and lick my lips.

I spit on my dick. I grab it and jerk it till my full size. I push it knot her tight little hole. I groan. She opens her mouth in an o shape. She curls her toes and moans. I pound into her again. I continue until I feel her hand go to her clit. I grab it quickly. She stops rubbing and drops her hand. I snap my hips. I feel myself about to cum again. I go as she tightens even more.

“Cum on my tits.”

I grip her ass hard and squeeze. I spank her and moan. I let my knot go as I pull out. I push her on her back and push my dick in the valley of her breast. I grind into them as my knot let’s loose. I back up and lift my right leg, cumming all over her face and tits.

“Damn.”

I let my dick go as it softens. I grab her tits as I squeeze. I hit them harshly. I know what she wants now. I go to her lower wet lips. I get to the part she wanted me most. I lick broadly and lick till I get to her breast and face. I lick all of my cum off of her. I gather my spit and cum in my mouth. She opens her mouth and waits. I spit in her mouth as she moans.

Fuck.

She leans up to kiss me. As we stop another bang rings through both our ears. We look up to see it’s still raining. I look back down at her and lift her sore body up. She groans at the stiff limbs. I drag her to the door. She grips my hand limping to the door with me. I pick her up and open the door. I hope she doesn’t think that’s it.

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I know I still have to post Oxytocin part 2 but I already had this and I wanted to post it bc I really liked it :). Also this isn’t the sneak peak I showed you! I’m sorry I don’t post I just get very busy.

I will try and post soon!

Love ya 🙊

[toxicstarboy]

🤭

[toxicstarboy]

OXYTOCIN: PART 1

Notes: Sub! g!p! Billie x reader if not comfortable don’t read.

Based off her song Oxytocin

Warnings: spanking, overstimulation, knife play, blood kink, slapping, orgasm play, fear play, mommy kink, disbelief in God (if you squint.)

If I missed anything PLEASE tell me!!

We stare into each other's eyes feeling ourselves move in motion to our drum. I knew when we started we couldn't stop it. I felt my wetness drip down my thighs. She stares back with a nervous glint, she looks away as fast as she can. I walk towards her and grab her bulge. She groans lowly grinding against my hand. I know she's praying for me not to be so hard in her, but it's impossible when I see the fear and pleasure in her eyes.

I could feel her eyes move my way when I walk towards my nightstand. I know how her belief in "God" ain't gonna help her now. I know if she were here right now she wouldn't look away from the "horrendous" sight in front of her. She's give in I know it. I know what all her fans would think if they saw her like this, the way I love seeing. I know they'd love to listen through that thin wall. I can see the sweat on her forehead. Anyone could. I grab my pocket knife and open it slowly.

I walk towards her cutting my shirt while doing so. Once I make it in front of her I rub the knife against her chest. I feel myself get aroused from the fear in her eyes. I can tell she already needs a break. I know it's a lie. I push her farther in the bed, pushing my thigh in between her legs. She moans as loud as she wants knowing no one's home. I run the knife along her pale, smooth skin. I can see it turning into a red crimson color. I move to the open wound and lick it up. I feel her vibrations under me. I can feel her trying to run away. I hold her hips down.

All the things I wanna do to her. The feeling of making her yell. Fuck all the bad things in my mind. I really want to make it happen. I rub my hands along her breast feeling myself grow more aroused. It gave me the full pleasure of oxytocin. I saw her breathing hard and having a hard time breathing. I grip her neck pulling on her "leash". She can't leave now and she knows that. I don't look away from this gorgeous sight. Her pale face turning red. I know if someone were to listen through those walls we wouldn't know.

I take her boxers off, and stared hard at her member. I grip it in my hands. I feel it throb violently. Now's the fun part. I rub my hands up and down slowly teasing her. I slurp up all the pre-cum, slipping some without her noticing into my underwear. I slip my pants and ripped shirt off. Leaving my bra and panties on. I get back to her member. Gripping tightly hearing her groans. I grind into nothing. She pushes my head down hoping for some more pleasure. I decided to give her what she wanted. I slowly put my mouth around her tip. I slip it all in, feeling myself spread a part. As I slip my fingers in my soaked panties.

I start jerking her off while sucking her faster. Slipping my fingers faster. I felt my end already coming near, remembering the look in her eyes earlier. I moan around her member. I cum around my fingers. I get off her dick feeling her come close.

"Please, mommy." I look in her eyes seeing fear, for speaking without permission. Slipping my hand around her member once more I grip I tightly. She winces as I grip harder each second. I then decided since she helped me. Why not help her. I put my mouth on her and sucked her off quickly. Feeling her jerking and pounding into my mouth, I knew she was gonna cum. I left my mouth on her moaning hoping it's brings her closer. I hear her groan loudly, I smirk and feel the cum in my mouth fill up.

I keep going swallowing while doing so, learning from last time. She grips my hair hoping she can catch a break. While still moving my head up and down. Up and down. I felt her grip my hair harder, I start messing with her warm balls. The cum leaking off of them. I feel her jolt, knowing she’s about to come I stop and stare at her. I get off of her member and straddle her lap. Grabbing the knife again. Rubbing the warm tip of her member against the cold tip of the knife. She shivers under me. Grinding against her, I grind against her again, and again. Time for the real thing huh?

FLASH WARNING ⚠️

(She still has her shirt on this okay 🙄. Short af too.)