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alien [y.j.]

jeongin × male reader (afab)

word count: 1362 / characters count: 5800

content: transboys feelings, dysphoria, depression thoughts, anxiety, fluffy, comfort

after a long day of training for a comeback, yang jeongin arrives at home and sees his boyfriend struggling. that's a work for 'super-boyfriend-material'!

While Y/n is in the kitchen room, the front door was knocked by a familiar sequence. The boy stands and walks to the living room. After a fast inhale-exhale session, he opens the door.

- Hey, baby.

Jeongin give a forehead kiss at Y/n, then takes out his sneakers to put on comfortable shoes. While this scene was happening, his boyfriend walked to the coach with his arms crossed.

The singer gave a look at Y/n, who offered a small smile. Seeing this as an invitation, Jeongin walks closer to his boyfriend, arms open to a hug.

- Hm... I haven't taken a shower yet, Innie. Later, okay? Go put your stuff in the bedroom while I prepare your meal.

Jeongin stepped back and looked at Y/n's face. He gives an upside-down look at him, looking for anything that explains the act of his love.

- Are you okay, sweetheart?

The man puts his arms beside his body and closes his hand. With a little movement of his mouth, he articulates an answer.

- Nothing to worry, baby. You have too much going on, so mind your business - he does a small smile - Go take a shower, baby. I'm going to the kitchen.

- Sure?

Y/n, who had already turned the back, looked behind and nodded.

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In the middle of the night, Jeongin wakes up in his bed, swearing. He was having a bad dream. At this, he was running at some maze for something that he couldn't achieve. It doesn't matter how much he tried. He wouldn't be able to see what that version of him was trying to put his hands in.

The bed has the perfect size for a couple. Looking at the white-coloured space, everything he can see is the light of the moon passing through the clouds, buildings, and window. Of course, that satellite must have been so strong to keep illuminating humanity!, he thinks.

Washing his thoughts away, he looked at the empty place beside him. Empty place... where Y/n should be. Taking his blanket out, he put the comfort slipper at the bed and stood up to search for his love.

At the door, he saw the lights of the principal bathroom on. He knows it is his boyfriend, so he silently walks until the door to discover what is going on.

At the bathroom, Y/n is in front of the big mirror, his face only being illuminated by the lantern of the cell phone. His face is a bit contorted and his expressions are dour to read. Looking at his eyes, it’s easy to figure out that Jeongin’s lover probably is trying hard not to cry.

- Damn, this shitty again… Not now.

The man takes off his shirt slowly, and doesn't look like he really wants to do this. The piece of cloth is folded delicately, and Y/n keeps his eyes far away from the reflex next to him. When he finally ends, he hesitantly raises his sight to what is in front of him.

- I have been doing this for years, right? - boy talks to himself - nothing new. I just need to… take a shower.

Right. Y/n suddenly put his hand in the zipper of the binder. In one long movement, he takes the shit off.

He breathes deeply.

The boy has been wearing the binder since the morning. He knows it isn’t healthy and Jeongin had already warned about the consequences, but what else can he do? He is feeling gross, but mastectomy is an expensive surgery and the only thing that could help him.

1, 2, 3: inhale; 3, 2, 1: exhale; 1, 2, 3: inhale; 3, 2, 1: exhale; 1, 2, 3: inh-

- I can’t! - Y/n suddenly admits, humming - I can’t, I can’t, I can’t, I… can’t live like this. I can't anymore with all the this struggle.

The younger one steps back to the wall while embracing himself. He slides dramatically until put his head between his knees. His tears fall through his skin and the shoulders keep trembling like leaves.

Jeongin makes a soft sound to Y/n notice him - the singer doesn’t want to exceed privacy limits. Due to that action, the crying one wiped away his tears. Yang sits beside his lover, but doesn’t dare to raise his eyes and makes Y/n uncomfortable.

- Tell me, please, baby. How are you?

- I must look like a loser. - he does a nasal laughter - It’s bullshit.

- Y/n. Look at me - he approaches his fingers to his boyfriend’s legs - I won’t look at you until you make sure you are fine. Let me help you, please. Help me to understand better what you are feeling.

Boy moves his mouth. He extends his arm until the small bench to takes his large t-shirt, and wears it.

- Have you ever felt like you don’t fit some place?

- I think so.

- And how did you deal?

- I quit. As long as I was not the problem, I chose to be myself somewhere.

The boy searched for Jeongin’s eyes. The idol raises his sights and finally looks into the other’s soul. He can feel the pain, but also the passion. Not only for him, but for life. As he notices, he makes a signal to Y/n keep talking.

- I feel like this. Everyday. But not for a specific site like my workplace, or the beach, or my family's house… everywhere. And I guess I would feel it in the whole world.

“To be really honest, never in my life I felt belonged. Everywhere I go, I can feel the judging eyes of everyone. And if they are nor judging, they don't care about who I am and simply treat me as they think it’s better for them. Even if the world it’s changing and nowadays it’s definitely better than the past, it still hurts. It’s like… we fight really hard to be heard - and sometimes we find someone good, as you - but if a cis male suddenly talks shit about about us, everyone will turn their back to us. Even the ones that used to say that are ‘trans rights alie’. It seems that we never are the first option. Despite everything, if we demonstrate some weakness, we are wrong, Or ungrateful. But no one tries to look with empathy for us. Pretending to be strong every time sucks. And I am honestly tired.”

Jeongin breathes away the air he is holding into his lunges. He does a timid movement with his hands trying to touch his boyfriend while waiting for him to respond. When the boy finally gives permission to be touched, he is tied in a tight hug with the right to receive cafuné.

They stay in this position for minutes or hours, they doesn't really perceive it as long as they are only sharing the human warmth and innocent kisses. Y/n once wanted to cry, but now he feels safe in his lover’s arms.

- Baby - Jeongin started to talk - I just need to make you understand that nothing is wrong with you. Absolutely nothing. The world is unjust, so what you feel is valid. But please, never think that the problem is you. It isn’t. Every time you ever feel like this again, let me know. Even if I am busy, I will always try to have time for you. You are in my life and make me feel alive. The minimum I can do is to male you feel at least 300% of my love. You are worth it, right? Always. I love you, and love lasts forever.

Boy lets some happy tears fall.

They take a shower together. They innocently wash and soap the body of each other, giving slight smiles. When they end, they brush their hairs and teeth and prepare to sleep.

It was the first good night of Y/n this week. And also the first at four nights that Jeongin felt peaceful enough to let a creasing anxiety leave him. With loved people, a light heart, and good thoughts, they could go anywhere they wanted to be anyone that they wanted to. Or were they dreaming…?

It doesn’t matter. As long as they were together, nothing could hurt them.

Christmas Miracle

The snow softly tumbled from the inky sky, dressing Seoul in a delicate blanket of white. Mn pulled his coat tighter around him as the cold nipped at his cheeks, his breath visible in the frigid air. The convenience store, glowing warmly a few blocks away, promised a refuge from the biting wind and the promise of snacks.

His mind was a whirlwind of clients and his upcoming convention, but the thought of indulging in some comfort food and a quiet night away from his responsibilities gave him a sense of peace. Just as he quickened his pace, eager for the warmth that awaited, a slick patch of ice maliciously hidden beneath the fresh snow caught him off guard. His feet slid from under him, and with a sharp intake of breath, he tumbled backwards, his hands instinctively reaching out to break his fall.

The impact against the cold, hard ground sent a jolt of pain up his arms and behind, and he grimaced, his hands stinging from the cold and the force of catching himself. That's when he heard it—a voice, soft and concerned.

"Hey, are you okay?"

Mn wasn't expecting anyone to notice his fall, and he certainly wasn't expecting the face that came into view as he looked up. His eyes widened as he recognized the familiar features, the same ones he saw every time he looked in the mirror, just a bit younger.

"Innie?" Mn's voice was a mix of confusion and disbelief.

Jeongin's eyes mirrored the same shock, his breath forming clouds in the cold air as he reached down to help Mn up. "Hyung? What are you doing here?"

Once on his feet, Mn found himself quickly pulled into a tight embrace, the kind that can only come from years of brotherhood, the youngers grip tight around Mn's waist tight. Mn returned the hug just as tight, the familiarity of his brother's presence suddenly making the Seoul night not so cold.

"I'm here for work," Mn managed to say, his voice muffled against Jeongin's coat. "Client wants me to paint for their daughter's wedding and there's an art convention that invited me to show my work."

Jeongin pulled back slightly, his face beaming with pride. "I didn't know you started traveling. That's amazing, N/n!"

The street around them felt deserted, the world narrowed down to just the two of them in their unexpected reunion. Mn's grip around Jeongin's shoulders didn't loosen; if anything, it tightened as he saw a look of guilt take over the younger males face.

"I'm sorry I couldn't make it back for Christmas this year, N/n."

Mn shook his head, a smile breaking through his surprised expression. "Don't worry about it, Innie, you had your reasons. Bumping into you here... it's like a Christmas miracle. I wouldn't have been at home anyway if you did go home."

Jeongin's eyes softened, and he looked at his older brother with a mixture of relief and affection. "You shouldn't be alone on Christmas. Come to the dorm with me. The guys would love to see you."

Mn's heart swelled at the invitation. Without hesitation, he pulled Jeongin into a tight hug, his right arm wrapping around the ravenette's shoulder as his left tightened around his lower back, burying his face in the crook of Jeongin's neck, more like in his scarf, and swaying them slightly, hugging the boy with all the pent-up homesickness and love that had been building inside him since he'd left Busan.

"Thank you, Innie. I couldn't ask for a better holiday."

They stood there in the middle of the sidewalk, two brothers holding onto each other, the cold night air no match for the warmth of their reunion. Mn finally pulled away, his hands resting on Jeongin's shoulder and side as he gave him a reassuring smile. "Let's get out of the cold, yeah? And maybe get some more feeling back into my hands."

Jeongin nodded, his own smile spreading across his face as he giggles. "Come on, Hyung. The boys are gonna be so happy..."

They walked side by side, making their way through the snow-filled streets as Jeongin went on about what they were planning to do for the holidays. The convenience store was forgotten, its warm glow left behind as they headed towards the second place Jeongin called home. The crunch of their footsteps on the snow was a gentle rhythm in the quiet night.

As they approached the dorm building, Mn threw an arm around Jeongin's Shoulders, a protective gesture that reminded Jeongin of their childhood as he wraps an arm around Mn's middle and stepped further into Mn's side. "The guys are going to be surprised," Jeongin chuckled. "I didn't even know you left Busan, that you left home. Eomma didn't say anything and I assumed you were too busy to reply to me."

"I wanted to tell you," Mn admitted, "but I also wanted to surprise you, try to find you and then show up. Was gonna message Chan after I went back to my hotel so I could do that. Guess we both got our surprise, huh?"

Jeongin's laughter was a sound that Mn didn't realize he'd missed so much. "The best kind of surprise."

They entered the dorm building, the warmth inside immediately enveloping them. The sound of laughter and music trickled from the door at the end of the hall. Jeongin pushed it open when they made their way down the hall, and the noise spilled out louder. Seven faces turned towards them, a mix of surprise and happiness on each one.

"Guys!" Jeongin announced with a wide grin. "Guess who I ran into!"

One by one, the members of Stray Kids approached, offering handshakes and hugs, their welcome genuine and warm. Mn was swept into the camaraderie as if he'd always been a part of it. The cold night outside was now a distant memory, replaced by the laughter and warmth of his honorary brothers.

As the night wore on, Mn found himself surrounded by stories, music, and the kind of joy that only comes from being with people who care. Jeongin stayed close, always making sure Mn was included, his eyes occasionally meeting Mn's with a silent understanding that no distance or time apart could ever break the bond they shared.

As they settled down later, Mn found a quiet moment to lean over to Jeongin. "This really is the best Christmas present, Innie. Thank you."

Jeongin just smiled, shuffling over to Mn and almost throwing himself into his brothers side, cuddling up to his brother and resting his head on Mn's shoulder as the older wrapped his arms around him in return "Having you here is the best present I could ask for, Mn. Merry Christmas, hyung."

And in that small dorm, surrounded by his brother and friends, Mn now realizes that he won't be alone for Christmas like he thought he would be. Even if he reached out to his brother he thought he'd be too busy. The homesickness that had gnawed at him was gone, chased away by the warmth of an unexpected Christmas miracle.

"Merry Christmas, Innie."

I was wondering if you could write a I.N x Seungmin x Male Reader

Where they are in a hotel together (on tour maybe) and reader wakes up to his hyungs trying to be quiet and not wake their partner.

"Shhh don't want to wake our baby up do you innie?"

I kinda like the though of Seungmin topping Innie as you wake up, I.N looks over and sees you staring at them and reaches his hand out for you.

"Like what you see huh?"

All 3 of them are switches

I don't know if that's enough info, never asked for a story before xx

My dear, wonderful Hansol did you just request JeongMin x Maknae reader because I will absolutely write this because omg there needs to be more Maknae members x reader 😩 Also, I was thinking of Raichu Innie because that hair style was so good on him and ofc, soft brown puppy Seung ☺️

Blogs: @belladonna6-6-6 @demtttt @heartbinn @leezanetheofficial @yongbokkk

Tags: small mention of JeongMin shower sex, member x member, Threesome, Jeongin rides you as Seungmin fucks you, member male reader, Seungmin being Seungmin at the end

You fall face first onto the bed, pulling the second pillow into your arms as you listen to your boyfriends laughing about before one of them is next to you on the bed.

"Yes?" You mumble sleepily. "How'd you feel tonight?" You turn your head to see your fluffy puppy. "What do you mean, Seung? Like always, super happy cause I got to see Stay but the adrenaline is wearing out." "When did you fall asleep last night?" Jeongin asks as he slips between you and Seungmin, pulling both your arms over him in a forceful hug. "Dunno...Three? Got caught up talking to Chan." "Mnie." Jeongin scolds playfully before a pout comes over his face.

"What's wrong Innie?" You move your hand to rest on his face, rubbing your thumb over his cheek. "Nothing. Really, it's nothing." He was quick to clarify when he saw the look on your face when you could detect his dejected tone. "You sure?" "Yeah, I promise, Mnie." "Okay. Well, I'm gonna go shower." They don't even interject with a tease of joining you and you found it suspicious but we're also thankful since you didn't feel up to their antics when it comes to showering together.

Jeongin still pouts when you enter the bathroom and turns around in Seungmin's arms. "What?" He doesn't answer verbally and leans forward, a hand moving up to Seungmin's neck when he was pulled closer after pressing his lips to the others.

Jeongin moved his hand to the back of his head, tangling his fingers into his hair, pulling a gentle moan from the older male who let him take control, tangling their tongues and holding each other close.

Without separating, Jeongin moves to straddle Seungmin's lap, grinding gently on his lap as his hands interlace with the others and rests them at the side of Seungmin's head.

When Jeongin heard you shut off the water, he pulls away from the other and moves back to lay next to Seungmin, his leg thrown over his lap to hide his little problem. "You fucking tease." "I'll fix it later, don't wanna bother Mn." "Is that what you wanted to tell him?" "Yeah but he looked so tired. Despite how hot he looks I didn't want to bother him." "Okay." The light brunette answers simply as he messes with stands of the younger males blonde and black hair.

You walk out of the bathroom, shirtless with sweats hanging on your hips, flopping back onto the bed. "You two gonna shower?" "Yeah." Seungmin answers for the both of them and Jeongin yelps when he's yanked out of the bed. "Aw, no kiss?" Jeongin giggles pulling his hand out of Seungmin's and returning back to the bed, leaning over you and giving you a deep kiss before willing himself to pull back and join Seungmin.

The both of them do end up fooling around in the shower, Jeongin pressing Seungmin into the shower wall, his noises bouncing off the tiled wall as he tries to grip the hard surface he's being fucked into.

When they are eventually cleaned up, they leave the bathroom with towels around their waists to find you passed out under the blankets, laying on your stomach and hugging your pillow close.

They get dressed quietly before sliding in next to you. Jeongin lays on his side and throws an arm over your back as Seungmin spoons him from behind.

They do fall asleep but Jeongin wakes up about an hour later to Seungmin grinding against his ass, holding him close and biting his lip to hold in his noises. "Hyung?" "Shh, Innie. Don't want to wake Mnie." He whispers. "Was the shower not enough?" He mumbles and Seungmin shakes his head in Jeongin's shoulder, pulling down their sweats just enough. Jeongin reaches back, spreading his cheeks with one hand in order for Seungmin to line himself up and push into the younger boy who bites his lips to contain his moan.

Jeongin then takes the hand on his hip and brings it to his chest, pulling the other closer as he pushes back. "You okay?" "Absolutely." He leans his head back onto Seungmin's shoulder, Seungmin leans forward and kisses along his neck.

The slow humping eventually annoys Jeongin and he quietly begs for more and Seungmin listens, rolling Jeongin onto his front. He pulls both their sweats further down and he spreads Jeongin's legs a bit before thrusting shallowly into the younger who releases a breathy moan. "Shh, gotta be quiet Innie, don't want to wake up our precious baby, do you?" He turns his face into the pillow which muffles his small noises.

"Fuck, Innie, so warm." Seungmin can't help but let soft praises out as he leans down and kisses the boys shoulder. "Shut up." Jeongin scolds as he turns his head.

You stir in your sleep, tossing and turning in your sleep before you settle on your back. "Shit~ M-Minnie, go faster." "You sure?" "Please." Jeongin pushes his ass up to meet the others hips and Seungmin complies.

You wake up to the bed shaking, rubbing the sleep from your eyes before looking over to see your boyfriends. It was honestly a sight to see, your puppy and Innie attempting to fuck quietly and despite how tired you are, you're instantly hard, you always are with them in certain settings and you can't help it.

They don't seem to notice your awake as you reach down and palm yourself, the fabric of your sweats giving a wonderful feeling to your cock as you grip yourself gently.

With a hard thrust from Seungmin and a muffled moan from Jeongin, you know exactly how that would've felt and you can't stop the whine that comes out and both of them look over to you.

"Hi baby...Like what you see?" Jeongin almost purrs as his eyes catch the movement under the blanket. You nod, your eyes focused on where they're connected. "Come here." he says and you lean forward, catching his lips in a kiss and you let him take control this time, his tongue swiping the roof of your mouth, licking yours, and along your teeth. Claiming your mouth in a way you love.

Eventually, Jeongin pulls back and reaches back to pat Seungmin's thigh for him to move. He sits up, moving the blanket with him and removing his sweats before straddling you. "Can I ride you, Mnie?" You nod, mouth dry as you can't seem to form any words. Before Jeongin lines you up with his entrance, Seungmin tucks a pillow under your hip while pulling your sweats down for Jeongin. "Can I fuck you too?" "Mhm, Y-Yeah, yes, please."

Seungmin squeezes your thighs and lines up with your entrance before pushing in, it's a tough stretch but he eventually reaches the hilt as he helps line you up with Jeongin for him to sink down onto you to the base.

You squirm at the double stimulation, the delicious tightness around your cock and the pleasing stretch of Seungmin filling you. Jeongin leans forward, bracing himself on your chest as he lifts himself up and sinks back down.

They both find a familiar rhythm that literally drives you speechless, drives you to moans and whimpers. "Fuck, you feel so good, Mnie, so fucking good." Seungmin mumbles as he leans forward, squeezing your thigh and kissing Jeongin's shoulder. "Feel so full, Baby. Make both of us feel so good." He rubs your chest, moving down to graze his nails over your abdomen before taking his own throbbing erection into his hand but it's pulled away and your left hand takes its place.

He bucks his hips into your fist and takes you hand into his, reach back to take Seungmin's hand as well and brings them to his hip, you and Seungmin hold his hip and his hand rests on top of both of them as he throws his head back with a moan before dropping it. "Fuck, I'm gonna cum, hngh~ Ah~" He sighs breathlessly before his hips pick up speed then falter as he cums onto your fist and chest.

A moment later, Seungmin's thrusts into you grow harder and faster and he hits your prostate dead on and hard before you both cum at the same time, Jeongin moans and his nails dig into your chest as he subconsciously tried to push you further into his ass as you fill him up and Seungmin fills you.

Suddenly Seungmin pulls out and he's so quick to his suitcase and back it's almost as if he didn't leave before something is pressed against your hole again before it's inside, not wasting any of his cum as you register that it's a plug. Seungmin lifts Jeongin off of you and inserts his plug into him as well.

Jeongin laughs and turns to the older. "What makes you think we wanted those?" "You're mad about it?" "No, just find it funny you immediately used them."

You interrupt them and yank Jeongin forward to lay on your chest. "Ew, sticky." He mutters towards his cum on your chest smearing onto his. "I'll get a rag." Seungmin says, leaning forward to press a kiss to your lips, slipping his tongue into your mouth to finally taste you then pulling back and placing a simple kiss to Jeongin's temple before getting up. "Hey!" Jeongin protests and the other boy laughs.

You kiss his forehead and he lifts his head just enough for you to kiss him like Seungmin did so he doesn't feel left out, humming in content as he lifts a hand up to your jaw and tilting his head.

"Okay, Okay, do you want me to clean your cum or you gonna just make out." Jeongin pulls away and rolls onto his back next to you. You knew Seungmin was gonna be a brat as he started to wipe around your crouches but it was only a moment before he tugged at your plugs, you groan as Jeongin's hand flies to his mouth to muffle his moan and you both end up kicking him as he laughs. "Fucking brat." You mutter and sit up slightly to pull him between the both of you and both of you tickle him.

"We'll get you next time." You say. "You ride, I fuck?" Jeongin proposes. "Or maybe I fuck you ride. Both drove him nuts." "Or maybe we mess around and he just watches." "Or listens. Blind fold him?" "Okay, I get it! Fuck both of you, I'll get hard again but I'm tired." He flops defeatedly, his arm drapes over your stomach after pulling Jeongin's arm around him.

"We gonna cover up, I'm cold." You whisper into the dark and Seungmin hums. "Yes but you can't let me go." "That's impossible Minnie..." "Ugh, fine."

Seungmin leans up and pulls the blanket over all of you before cuddling back into both of you. The both of you scoot closer to him, sandwiching him between the both of you and kissing his cheeks. "Eh, Ew, love." Jeongin giggles softly, squeezing his arms around him and burying his face into his shoulder as you kiss his nose and drape your arm over both of them.

Seungmin will say he hates it but he loves when the both of you attack him with kisses.

𝒮𝐿𝐸𝐸𝒫𝐼𝒩𝒢 𝒜𝑅𝒪𝒰𝒩𝒟

𝘕𝘰𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘮𝘰𝘴𝘵 𝘰𝘳𝘪𝘨𝘪𝘯𝘢𝘭 𝘵𝘪𝘵𝘭𝘦 𝘣𝘶𝘵 𝘐 𝘸𝘢𝘴𝘯'𝘵 𝘦𝘹𝘱𝘦𝘤𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘵𝘰 𝘣𝘦 𝘢 𝘴𝘦𝘳𝘪𝘦𝘴.

𝘒𝘦𝘺 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘮𝘺 𝘵𝘪𝘵𝘭𝘦 𝘭𝘪𝘯𝘨𝘰:

𝘝𝘪𝘳𝘨! 𝘪𝘴 𝘭𝘪𝘵𝘦𝘳𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘺 𝘝𝘪𝘳𝘨𝘪𝘯. 𝘛𝘩𝘦𝘺 𝘩𝘢𝘷𝘦𝘯'𝘵 𝘥𝘰𝘯𝘦 𝘢𝘯𝘺𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘺𝘦𝘵.

𝘉𝘵𝘵𝘮𝘷𝘪𝘳𝘨! 𝘮𝘦𝘢𝘯𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘺 𝘢𝘳𝘦𝘯'𝘵 𝘷𝘪𝘳𝘨𝘪𝘯𝘴 𝘣𝘶𝘵 𝘯𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳 𝘣𝘰𝘵𝘵𝘰𝘮𝘦𝘥.

𝘐𝘧 𝘪𝘵'𝘴 𝘫𝘶𝘴𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘪𝘳 𝘯𝘢𝘮𝘦, 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘺 𝘢𝘳𝘦𝘯'𝘵 𝘷𝘪𝘳𝘨𝘪𝘯𝘴 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘩𝘢𝘷𝘦 𝘣𝘰𝘵𝘵𝘰𝘮𝘦𝘥 𝘣𝘦𝘧𝘰𝘳𝘦 :]

Nothing below the cut, just the tag list, that's all.

How it all started: ?????

Who's next?: Virg! ?????

Nervous Kitty: Virg! ?????

Bunny Bites: ?????

Back again: Jisung

Unexpected: BttmVirg!Chan

Morning Workout: BttmVirg!Changbin

Backstage: ?????

Precious: Virg! ?????

Lovely Pup: Virg! ?????

Future Chapters TBD (Requests open for Bonus Chapters)

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I need Jeongin to spit in my mouth, like gimmie 🫴🫴 I neeeed it

Imagine horny Innie kneeled on his bed naked, sitting back on his heels with his hand stroking his dick. He turns his head down and slowly spits on his dick 🥵 head thrown back with a groan as he rubs it into his pretty dick, tip red

🥵🥵🫠 sometimes I really hate myself

Don't know if you need a fic or just needed to say it but here's this cause I spiraled as well. 9th member reader.

I'm officially calling this 'James-Sol rants' so now we have a tag for our thoughts. 🥰

So I love your idea, but like he's doing it without your knowledge.

You've been busy all week and promised that at the end you'd help him but he's laying in bed, the week almost complete and he gets you tomorrow, and he's scrolling through his phone, coming across edits of you that people made of you performing. They've been cute, you hugging the members, doing aegyo, he laughed at one video a Stay posted of you having to kiss the members on the cheek and he found the disgust adorable because he knows that none of them hate your love.

Swiping up, an edit of your stage presence played with DanceRacha's 'Taste'. A clip of you during 'Hall of Fame' where you mimicked Chan's hand movements, a clip from 'Red Lights', and it kept going. His thoughts turned lewd and he was honestly mad at himself. He was doing so good, why now?

No, he won't disobey you. He'll be good. He switches to watching random stuff on youtube but he can't stop thinking of you in that video.

Suddenly, he's on his stomach, humping into the mattress but it's not enough. He sits up, kneeling on the bed and pulling down his sweats. He sighs at the lack of restraint on his dick, taking him into his hand as he sat back and thrusts into his closed fist.

He brings the collar of his hoodie between his teeth, moaning into the fabric and wetting it with a heavy amount of drool as he loses himself completely, only focusing on finally getting off.

He's so distracted that he doesn't hear you open the door. Doesn't hear you closing it and walking over to him. When he's aware of your presence it's when your chuckling darkly in his ear and fisting his hair to bring his head back.

"You know, if you would've waited you would know that I was gonna reward you early." He gasps, his hand stopping but you pull his hair harder. "Don't stop on my account." His hand shakily holds his cock and starts stroking himself again.

Okay, now here's where I spiraled because I don't usually do spitting but like 👀

You just stood there, watching his face and holding onto his hair, briefly rubbing away the sting from your grip but tightening when he slows down.

Bringing his head back fully, you tell him to open and he does, sticking out his tongue as you spit into his mouth. "Now spit." His eyes are wide and glossy as your grip loosens and he rolls his head, looking down at his cock and lets go of himself, gathering yours and his saliva at the tip of his tongue before opening his mouth.

It drips down the side onto his palm and he shutters, closing his fist again and smearing your combined spit all of his length. He throws his head back, his palm moving up to rub his angry, sensitive tip.

"Go faster, Innie baby. Make a mess." You mutter in his ear and he whines. "I-I can't...Hyung, p-please...please..." You only keep one hand in his hair but he needs you to touch him, he needs you to help him cum. "No, you can do it. You're so impatient to wait for me, you can finish without me. Go faster."

He whimpers as he listens, his strokes inconsistent but fast as you told him so. "Tighten your fist, baby." "Ah~!" He yelps when he does, his hold slick and tight and he doesn't notice the coil snap and he's cumming quick and hard.

You reach your free hand down, fisting his tip so the rest of his cum releases into you fist instead of on the sheets. Raising your hand, you straightened out his head. "Open." He parts his lips again and you shove your fingers into his mouth, pressing your fingers into his tongue and smearing his cum everywhere. When your fingers are clean, you remove them and hold out your palm. "Lick." He leans down, licking his cum off your palm.

When he's done you pull his head back again and kiss him, dominating his tongue and mouth, pulling a moan out of him as he leans into you.

"Now you're going to take what I give you...or I give you another week. Understand?" He nods, letting out a breathy moan. "Y-Yes, Hyung." You smile, kissing his forehead. "Good boy, Innie."

A top! Jeongin x bot! Male reader. The male reader seduces jeongin by wearing tight boxers and thigh-high socks. The reader wanted to ride him with Jeongin wearing pants while he rode his dick. The reader also loves Jeongin to stay shirtless while humping or riding on him.

Thigh Highs

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Paring: top! Jeongin x bot! Male reader

Genre: smut

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More: Masterlist

A/n: Requests are open

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"Hey, Jeongin, you're home early," M/n called out from the bedroom, hearing the front door shut. Jeongin, his ginger hair a bit messier than usual, poked his head in with a tired smile.

"Yeah, had a bit of a break in the schedule today," he replied, tossing his bag onto the floor. "How's your day been?"

M/n stepped into the room wearing nothing but a pair of tight boxers blue and white striped thigh-high socks that hugged his thighs. He had a mischievous twinkle in his eye as he approached Jeongin, who couldn't help but let his gaze wander over M/n's body. "It's been okay," M/n said, his voice a low purr. "But it's about to get a whole lot better."

Jeongin felt his heart race as M/n closed the distance between them. He reached out, his hand brushing against M/n's bare chest, feeling the heat and the firm muscles beneath the smooth skin. "What do you have in mind?" he asked, his voice thick with desire.

M/n took Jeongin's hand and led him to the bed, pushing him gently down onto the soft mattress. "I was thinking," he said, a sly smile playing on his lips, "about how much I love watching you move." He climbed onto the bed, straddling Jeongin's waist. "But I think it's your turn to watch me this time."

Jeongin's eyes widened as M/n began to slowly roll his hips, the fabric of his pants tightening around his growing erection. The sight of M/n's body moving in such a sensual way made him feel a mix of excitement and anticipation. "I want to ride you," M/n whispered, his voice barely audible. "But I want you to keep your pants on."

The request took Jeongin by surprise, but he didn't hesitate. He liked the idea of M/n being in control, and the added challenge of keeping his own pants on only made the situation more thrilling. He took of his shirt, laid back, his arms folded behind his head, watching as M/n reached down to pull his boxers aside, freeing his hard cock. M/n's hand wrapped around it, stroking gently as he positioned himself over Jeongin's crotch.

M/n's eyes never left Jeongin's as he lowered himself down, feeling the warmth and pressure of Jeongin's erection against his own. Jeongin bit his lip, his eyes hooded with lust as M/n began to grind their hips together. The friction through Jeongin's clothes was driving him wild, and he knew that M/n was feeling it too, judging by the way he was panting and his pupils had dilated.

M/n leaned forward, his hands planted on either side of Jeongin's head, and began to move in earnest. His muscles flexed with each movement, the tight fabric of his socks and boxers accentuating every line and curve of his body. Jeongin reached up, his hands sliding along M/n's thighs, feeling the power and control in his legs as he rocked back and forth. The tension in the room was palpable, a heady mix of want and need that was only growing stronger with each passing moment.

The sound of their bodies meeting filled the room, a rhythmic symphony of flesh against fabric that was punctuated by M/n's breathy moans. Jeongin could feel the heat building in his own pants, the pressure of his erection against the zipper becoming almost unbearable. He watched as M/n's face contorted with pleasure, his eyes squeezed shut and his mouth open in a silent cry.

M/n's movements grew more urgent, his hips snapping down with increasing force. Jeongin could feel the precum leaking through his own pants, making the fabric stick to his skin. He reached down, fumbling with the button and zipper, eager to free himself and feel M/n's bare skin against his own.

"Not yet," M/n breathed, his eyes snapping open to meet Jeongin's. "Let me enjoy this for a bit longer."

Jeongin nodded, his own need momentarily overridden by the desire to give M/n what he wanted. He watched as M/n leaned back, his hand still working his cock in time with their rhythm. The sight was almost too much to handle, but he forced himself to stay still, his hands gripping the bedsheets tightly.

M/n's hips rolled in a way that sent waves of pleasure through both of them, the friction from the boxers and pants creating a delicious tension. Jeongin could feel his own orgasm building, the pressure in his balls tightening with every stroke. He reached up to trace the line of M/n's jaw, his thumb brushing against the soft skin of his cheek.

"You're so beautiful," Jeongin murmured, his voice thick with lust.

M/n's cheeks flushed at the compliment, his movements becoming more erratic as he chased his climax. He leaned down, capturing Jeongin's mouth in a deep, passionate kiss, their tongues tangling together as their hips continued to grind. Jeongin could taste the sweetness of M/n's mouth, feel the tremble of his body as he grew closer and closer to the edge.

Their kiss broke, and M/n let out a guttural moan as he came, his cock pulsing in his hand, spurts of cum landing on Jeongin's bare stomach. Jeongin watched, his own arousal reaching a fever pitch, as M/n's body shuddered through the aftershocks of his orgasm.

"Your turn," M/n panted, moving off of Jeongin's hips and sliding down his body. He took Jeongin's cock in his mouth, the fabric of his boxers still in the way, creating a barrier that only served to heighten the sensation. Jeongin's hips bucked upwards instinctively, his hands finding M/n's hair and gripping it tightly.

M/n teased him through the fabric, licking and sucking, feeling the heat and the pulse of Jeongin's erection against his tongue. Jeongin's breathing grew ragged, his body straining against the restraint of his own pants. "M/n," he moaned, his voice a desperate plea.

M/n sat back up, a wicked smile on his face as he looked down at Jeongin. "You know what you have to do," he said, his voice low and commanding. Jeongin nodded, his eyes never leaving M/n's as he quickly shed his pants, his cock springing free. It was thick and hard, pointing straight up towards the ceiling.

M/n straddled Jeongin once more, this time facing away from him. He leaned back, pressing his ass against Jeongin's cock, feeling the tip slide along his crack. Jeongin's hands came up to grip M/n's hips, guiding him into position. With a slow, deliberate movement, M/n lowered himself down, feeling the head of Jeongin's cock breach his entrance.

The sensation was intense, a mix of pleasure and pressure that made M/n gasp. He took a deep breath, bracing himself as he continued to sink down, taking Jeongin inch by inch. Jeongin's eyes were on M/n's ass, watching as it swallowed him whole, the fabric of his boxers stretching tightly over his balls. He couldn't believe how tight M/n felt, even after all the times they'd been together.

Once M/n was fully seated, he paused, giving Jeongin a moment to adjust to the feeling. Jeongin's grip on his hips tightened, his nails digging into the flesh. "Fuck, you're so tight," he murmured, his voice strained with the effort of holding back.

M/n leaned back slightly, his hands on Jeongin's chest for balance. He began to rock back and forth, setting a slow, deliberate pace. The feeling of Jeongin's cock sliding in and out of him was exquisite, the friction of the fabric against his ass only adding to the sensation. He could feel Jeongin's muscles tense and release with each of his movements, the way his abs flexed and his chest heaved with every breath.

"F-fuck me," M/n whispered, his voice a mix of need and challenge. "Har-der."

Jeongin's eyes narrowed, the fire in his gaze burning hotter as he complied. He pushed up into M/n, his hips moving with more force. The sound of their bodies colliding filled the room, a raw and primal symphony that echoed off the walls. The headboard of the bed began to thump rhythmically against the wall, a steady beat that matched the racing of their hearts.

M/n's breath hitched as Jeongin's cock hit that perfect spot inside him, each thrust sending waves of pleasure through his body. He leaned back further, arching his back, giving Jeongin deeper access. The feel of Jeongin's bare skin against his own was electric, the heat of their bodies melding together in a way that made M/n feel like they were one.

Jeongin's hands moved from M/n's hips to his waist, his thumbs brushing against the sensitive skin just above the band of his boxers. He could feel M/n's muscles clench and release around him, the tight grip of his ass driving him wild. He began to piston his hips upwards, meeting M/n's movements with his own, the pace of their lovemaking increasing with each passing moment.

M/n's moans grew louder, his body moving in perfect sync with Jeongin's. He reached down to stroke his own cock, the sensation of being filled and pleasured at the same time overwhelming. His hand was a blur, his strokes matching the rhythm of Jeongin's thrusts. The room was a whirlwind of sensation: the feel of the cool air against his flushed skin, the scent of their combined arousal, the sound of their breaths mingling in the quiet of the afternoon.

As the intensity grew, M/n's movements grew more erratic. He could feel his orgasm building, a coil of pleasure tightening in his stomach. "Fuck, Jeongin, I'm gonna-" he gasped, his voice cut off by a loud moan as he came, his body shaking with the force of his release. Jeongin's grip on him tightened, his thrusts growing more urgent as he felt M/n's hole clench around his cock.

The sight of M/n's climax pushed Jeongin over the edge. He buried his face in the pillow beside M/n's, his hips bucking up as he filled M/n with his cum. His body was a taut bow, every muscle straining as he emptied himself into his lover. He groaned into the pillow, the sound muffled but no less intense.

M/n felt the hot spurts of Jeongin's release, his inner walls pulsing around the thick cock inside him. He collapsed forward, his body trembling with the aftershocks of his own orgasm. Jeongin's arms wrapped around him, holding him close as they both caught their breath.

"That was… incredible," Jeongin panted, his voice muffled by the pillow.

M/n chuckled, his body still shaking with the aftermath of pleasure. "Yeah, it was," he agreed, his voice filled with satisfaction. He leaned back into Jeongin's embrace, feeling the sticky warmth of their combined releases between them.

Jeongin kissed the back of M/n's neck, his breath hot against the damp skin. "You're amazing," he murmured, his voice filled with adoration. M/n shivered at the contact, his body still sensitive from the intense climax. He turned his head to the side, capturing Jeongin's lips in a lazy kiss that spoke of contentment and love.

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