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a little channie smutty drable because ugh I can’t get enough of this man… {+18 MDNI}

Your eyes are shut as your moans fill the room as he fucks you like it’s the last time he’ll ever get to be inside you. His cock entering you but not completely sliding out of you just to enter you again… again…again.

“Fuck, baby, fuck… you look so beautiful,” he says in between tiny moans.

You finally open your eyes to see Chan, brows knitted, plum lips parted, his face reflecting the peak of pleasure and his eyes reflecting pure love.

“I’m gonna cum if you look at me like that, baby—shit, you take me so good…s-so— g-good,” and he bites back his words as he tries not to cum before you.

“Dontstopdontstopdontstop,” your brain fogged, only him, only this moment in your mind. You cup his adoring face im your hands as you cry, cuming for him, your vision blurs after the intense moment.

“Yes, baby, oh-” Chan cums right after you. Deep, his seed filling you. “I love you, I love you, I lo…” his voice gets further and further.

“Baby?? Love??? Oh my gosh you scared me for a second there,” his eyes watery. “Are you okay?”

You wake up to Chan gently caressing your cheek.

You put your arms around his neck and bring him to your bare chest.

“I am more than okay, I am— that was… the best fucking orgasm of my life, Channie.”

He smiles, planting little kisses all over you.

No but I’m going to cry… I love this so much 🥺❤️‍🔥

day 2: lee know + accidental stimulation

©straykeedz

tw: bff2l; female anatomy; just soft sex on the couch; very brief nipple play; unprotected piv sex (don’t do this at home 🤨); pull out method; ♡

wc: 3,3k

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smut below the cut, minors dni.

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Minho’s hands are all over your skin - touching, brushing, groping, scraping, squeezing your body in whatever way he pleases, as he leaves hungry kisses on your neck and collarbone. At the same time, he slides his hard dick between your wet folds, tip repeatedly brushing against your clit, making you whimper every single time, muffling the sounds that escape your lips with the back of your hand as his movements practically drive you crazy. 

“You’re so wet, baby. So, so wet. I could slip right in.”, he chuckles, collecting some of your arousal with the pad of his fingers, pleased with what he finds between your legs - a literal mess. 

You want him to. You want him to just stop teasing you and fucking put it in instead. You want to feel him, feel the velvety tip of his cock part your slit and finally enter you, you want him to sink in your body, you want him to lose his mind as he thrusts his hard cock back and forth inside of you, you want him to unravel under your touch just like you’re doing right now under his. 

“Please do.”, you grab him by the wrist, hissing when his dick brushes against your clit once more - you’re already so close to cumming, but you want to feel him properly first. 

“You want me to?” Minho asks you, dark brown, boba eyes staring into yours. You nod slowly, and you feel him move one hand to wrap his slender fingers around his velvety cock, ready to align it to your entrance - the very tip now kissing your wet slit, ready to welcome him inside. 

He notices you tensing up a bit, your body stiff under his. With his other hand he caresses your cheek, before smiling warmly at you. “I’m right here, you’re safe with me.”, he whispers on your lips. “I’m gonna take care of you.”

And before he can place his lips on top of yours or push his cock inside, you wake up. 

You blink a couple of times, sight still a bit blurred, as you sit up on… Minho’s couch? How come you’re on… oh. Now you remember - you’re at Minho’s place. Fuck, there’s no way you just had a wet dream about your best friend while being asleep on said best friend’s couch - is there? Your heart is still hammering in your chest and you can’t stop repeating the scene in your dreams over and over in your head. What does this even mean? Never in your eleven years of friendship with Minho you had a wet dream about him - except maybe one time, but you were drunk and particularly horny so it doesn’t really count. 

“Ah, I see you woke up.”, a voice behind you startles you, making your body jolt up. You turn around only to find Minho with two mugs in his hands, the hot steam fogging his glasses a bit. “I’m sorry I startled you. Here, I made tea.”

He places the mug on the small table besides the couch - you smile when you recognize the mug. It’s actually his favorite mug - with cat faces printed all over it, but he knows you love it, so he doesn’t mind you borrowing it whenever you hang out at his place. 

“Thank you.”, you smile at him. 

“Did you have a bad dream?” Minho asks as he sits down on the chair next to his couch. 

“What?”

“You were squirming a lot while sleeping, I assumed you were having a nightmare or something.”, he shrugs, taking a sip of tea. 

Your eyes widen, and you can feel your cheeks turn red because no, you weren’t having a nightmare. In fact, it was far from it. You were actually having a sex dream about your best friend, the same best friend who is in the same room as you. 

“Oh, right. Yeah, a nightmare.”, you lie, shrugging as you bring the cup of tea to your lips. 

“Was it scary?” Minho asks. 

“Very.”, you answer with a chuckle. 

He doesn’t have to know the truth - plus it was scary. Dreaming of sleeping with your best friend? Terrifying. Not because he’s unattractive or anything, quite the opposite actually. However, you don’t need to overthink this - it was just a dream. People dream of weird things all the time, it’s not uncanny. It doesn’t mean you’re in love with Minho or anything. 

“Was I in the dream?”

You nearly choke on your tea. “What?”, you cough. 

“I heard you whispering my name while you were sleeping.” Minho states matter-of-factly, not particularly bothered. 

Great. First you dream of your best friend naked, about to make love to y- have sex with you, and then you apparently whisper his name in your sleep. Was there anything else embarrassing you’d done when unconscious that you’re unaware of?

“Oh, yeah, you…” Were naked on top of me and about to put your dick in my pussy. “You slayed the dragon. Of my nightmare.”, you come up with a lie, and pray to God it sounds convincing. 

“I knew I’d make a hell of a knight.”, he chuckles. “Was my armor shiny?”

You automatically think back of how there was literally no armor, but then again - you can’t really say anything. 

“Very.”, you cut it short. “Now help me with this stupid project.”, you try to change the subject, and it works, because Minho instantly nods and connects his computer to the ac to help you with the brief report you have to submit to your boss. 

You’ve been working at your report for less than ten minutes when a sudden lightning makes your body jolt, followed by a loud thunder, which inevitably results in a power failure, and you and Minho are left in the darkness of his living room - even the computer shut down since its battery is completely dead when not connected to the ac. As you predicted, it’s just the beginning of a violent thunderstorm. 

“Minho, Minho!”, you squeak, and even though you seem calm and composed, he knows deep inside you’re panicking because you’re scared of thunderstorms, a fear you have since you were a child.

“I’m here.”, you feel him getting closer, and you immediately clutch his arm, during your face in his chest as he runs his hand up and down your spine to soothe you. “It’s okay, y/n, everything’s fine.”, he tries to reassure you. “Will you be fine alone for just a couple of seconds?”, he asks you.

You shake your head, gripping on his shirt tight. “No, don’t leave, please.”, you beg. 

He places a soft kiss on top of your head, his hand still rubbing gentle shapes on your back and shoulders. “Hey, it’s fine. I’ll just go see if I have any candles I can lit. It’s pitch black in here.”, he explains. 

“Fine.”, you give in, loosening the grip on his shirt. “But please be quick.”

Minho comes back in the living room less than a couple of minutes later, and you can’t really see him, but he has three or four candles in his hands - his phone in his mouth with the torch on to make sure he doesn’t accidentally stumble. He places them on the small table, then retrieves a pack of matches from the pocket of his sweats, and proceeds to light them one by one. Once he’s done, the room is not pitch dark anymore - the faint light the candles provide is enough to at least allow you to see each other. 

“Done.”, he announces, blowing on the match to extinguish the flame, proud with himself. “Now stay here while I try to figure out how to get the power back on.”, he tells you. 

Minho is back five minutes later, soaking wet, damp hair stuck on his forehead - but the dark room is the evidence that he did not manage to get the power back. He shakes his head and sighs in defeat as he removes his drenched and muddy shoes. 

“I don’t think the power’s going to be back soon.”, he mutters, and he’s about to say something else when another thunder, much louder than the previous ones, makes the both of you jump - and your body starts shaking. 

“Minho!”, you call his name, and he immediately rushes to your side, sensing the panic in your voice. 

As soon as he’s by your side, you clutch his shirt, burying your face in his chest. He tries to protest at first, muttering something along the line of “My shirt is drenched, you’ll get wet.”, but you don’t care. You just need him close. 

“Shit, y/n, you’re shaking like a leaf.” Minho comments, placing one hand on the back of your head, his damp fingers caressing your hair as you’re pressed against his the crook of his neck. “There’s nothing to be scared of, y/n. I’m right here, you’re safe.”, he whispers, one hand on your back. 

Maybe it’s what he says - the exact words he’d uttered in your dreams, when he was about to push his cock inside of you, maybe it’s how he says it - whispering the words in your ear, voice low as it vibrates in his chest, sending a shiver down your spine; or maybe it’s where he says it - in his poorly lightened living room, which makes it ten times more romantic. You don’t know what it is, but you can’t help but feel a knot in your stomach as you feel your arousal begin to pool in your underwear as your heartbeat picks up its pace. You’re sure Minho didn’t say those words in hopes to turn you on - but he did anyways, albeit accidentally. 

Something changed in the way you’re gripping on his shirt - Minho can feel it, and he can also feel the way you’re desperately trying to squeeze your leg and rub yourself in order to find some relief without being too obvious about it but of course, mission failed, because Minho notices. He notices and he can’t pretend he doesn’t feel the familiar warmth building up in his stomach as he swallows the lump in his throat, because he can feel his cock getting harder in the confines of his sweats. The way he’s softly breathing in your ear sends a shiver down your spine, goosebumps all over your skin.

Minho’s hand, which was previously on the back of your head gently stroking your hair, moves to your shoulders first, then on your arm - bare since you’re wearing a short sleeved shirt -, brushing the skin softly with the back of his knuckles all the way to your wrist. Meanwhile, he moves his head so that his sharp nose is now brushing against your ear, so close to your jawline and neck - which does not help at all with the pool of wetness in your underwear. In fact, it makes the situation even worse, to the point that you can feel your panties are entirely soaked. He intertwines his fingers with yours - delicately, discreetly, and when he feels you squeezing his hand back, he takes it as a sign to continue. 

The tip of his nose brushes on your exposed neck, which makes you almost whimper - you have to suppress it by biting your lower lip, and Minho wishes you didn’t. When he brushes his lips against the vein on your neck, tho, there’s no way you can stop a choked moan from escaping your throat - closing your eyes in anticipation, impatient to feel his lips on you. When he does place his lips on you - it feels magical. He kisses and licks and bites the skin of your neck, and then right below your jawline, and then on the back of your ear, making you shiver and kick your head back. 

That’s when you meet his eyes for the first time - and you see something new in his, something you’ve never seen before, something you can’t comprehend right now. And you don’t know it, but that’s exactly what Minho’s thinking right now as he looks you in the eyes, blown pupils, you’re looking at him through your eyelashes - he’s looked you in the eyes a million times before, but they never were like they are right now. Not once. Moreover, you look flustered, he notices - cheeks puffy and red. You bite your lower lip, and it’s almost imperceptible, especially in the barely lightened room, but Minho notices it. He notices it, and takes it as an invitation to link your lips - fingers still intertwined with yours while his other hand rests on your lower back. When he leans in, you don’t move, you don’t pull away or anything - in fact, you stay right there and lean in as well, closing your eyes as your heart hammers in your chest. 

Minho’s lips feel even better on yours, they’re soft and, surprisingly, not dry at all - when you brush your tongue on his lower lip, you can’t help but notice how he tastes of green tea, a reminiscence of the hot beverage he’d prepared for you both. It doesn’t take long before the kiss turns into an heated make-out session, and at some point Minho moves his hand from your back to the back of your head, which allows him to crash his lips on yours even harder. 

It doesn’t look like a first kiss at all, and, truth be told, it doesn’t feel like one either. It feels almost natural - as if you and him have been doing this for forever, at least a million times before, which is something that can’t be further from the truth. 

You only pull away from each other when Minho feels you tugging at his damp shirt, a clear signal you want it off. With one last peck on your lips, he lets go of your hand and removes his shirt - pulling it by the collar and throwing it somewhere in his living room. Then, his lips are back on yours, and it’s his hands that are tugging at your shirt now, as he helps you take it off, leaving you in your bra in front of him. It’s not even one of your sexiest bras, it’s one you use regularly, and it’s pretty worn out, but Minho doesn’t seem to care. 

You’re now lying on the couch, your bodies pressed together - your bra is the only thing that’s in the way of feeling your bare chests. Minho’s breath hitches in his throat when you hook your thumbs on the waistband of his sweats and gently start to pull them down his legs - he didn’t think you’d be going that far tonight. He kneels between your legs, not even thinking about stop kissing you, and pulls his sweats down the curve of his ass and slides them down his thighs, freeing his cock, which slaps on his abdomen. It’s long and hard, slightly curved - and it looks absolutely delicious. 

You prop yourself on your elbows when Minho tugs at your jeans - undoing the button and unzipping them incredibly fast despite his shaking hands, and you lift your ass to facilitate him as he slides them off your thighs. They end up on the floor, next to his, together with your underwear. It’s pointless to keep your bra on given the fact you’re both naked from the waist down, so you quickly unclasp it and let it fall on the floor as well. 

It should feel at least a little weird, right? Your best friend practically staring at your chest, your eyes on his cock, however it doesn’t. It feels natural. He positions himself between your legs once again, body lying flat on yours as he rests on his elbows so that he doesn’t crush you. Then, he latches his lips and tongue to one of your nipples, taking it into his warm and wet mouth - you let out a choked moan, kicking your head back as you entangle your fingers in his dark hair. With the fingers of his hand, he plays with your other nipple, lightly squeezing it between the pads of his thumb and index, as his teeth gently scrape the other one. 

All your life you thought Minho was an ass man and here he is - proving you wrong, sucking on your tits as if it’s his last meal. 

He spends a good five minutes there - licking, lapping, sucking on your nipples, before you gently tug at his hair, so he snaps his head up in your direction, and instantly knows what you want, what you need. He reads it in your eyes, in your swollen lips, in your flustered cheeks, in the way you open your legs a little wider. He simply nods, then smile sheepishly at you as he wraps his slender fingers around his length, finally aligning its tip to your entrance, coating it in your arousal. 

You can’t help but think of the dream you had earlier, and you also can’t help but certify that this feels a thousand times better. 

The choked sound that escapes his throat once he pushes the tip of his cock inside your walls is a blessing to your ears, and the way he closes his eyes shut and kicks his head back, mouth agape, is absolutely ethereal. He pushes the rest of his length inside of you slowly, careful not to hurt you - he won’t, you’re insanely wet, there’s no way he could hurt you. Plus, the stretch is insanely good, and you can’t help but notice that he feels perfect inside of you - he fills you up just right. 

Once he’s fully set inside of you, he takes a couple of seconds to look at you in search for any sign of discomfort or uncertainty, but then you cup his face in your palms and crash your lips onto his. He smiles into the kiss, and slowly starts to thrust inside of you, savoring the way your tight walls squeeze him each time he pushes back inside, deeper and deeper. He rocks his hips at a steady pace, back and forth, and latches his mouth to your neck, sucking and licking the flesh as he grabs one boob in his palm; he won’t stop touching you - hands all over your body, on your boobs, on your hips, on your thighs, then he rests them by each side of your face as he caresses your cheeks with his thumbs, still thrusting inside of you at a steady rhythm. 

Minho makes love to you. It’s not sex, it can’t be - it’s too intimate and heartfelt to be just casual sex.

He makes love to you tight there, on his couch in the middle of his poorly lighted living room, where the only thing that can be heard apart from the heavy rain are the sounds of your moans and whimpers, your heavy breaths as well as the squelching sound that accompanies Minho’s thrusts. He makes love to you just like you make love to him - intensely, clutching his shoulders as you come, unexpectedly and with a shaky whimper of his name.

“Minho…”, you pant, kicking your head back and shutting your eyes closed as your toes curl while you release around him, squeezing his length incredibly tight. So tight it only takes him a couple more thrusts to find his own release, pulling out of you just in time to shoot his semen on your stomach with a deep grunt, before collapsing on top of you, resting his head on your breasts as you both try to catch your regular breathings. 

You lie there for a while, your fingers entangled in Minho’s hair as he occasionally places soft kisses on the skin of your collarbone and breasts. Neither of you speaks, words are unnecessary right now - besides, you spoke a lot minutes before, just not using words. You let your hearts talk, communicate your feelings, beating fast in your chests.

Then, all of a sudden, the power is back on - and you can’t help but think the blackout might’ve been some twist of fate to help you realize that maybe all you wanted all along was right by your side, in the form of brown boba eyes and a cat-like smile.

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pussydrunk jisung who finds every single excuse on this planet to convince you that he needs to eat you out or he'll go insane. it could be his stressful day, the fact that he cried watching coco, his head hurting or basically anything else.

"baby please i need it so bad, taste s' nice, i deserve it, pussy makes me feel so so good"

and you cannot denying it to your baby. eyes glassy and watery, lips already shiny with spit while he slides your panties to the side and begins to suck on you without even pulling them off.

sometimes he is so hungry that he leaves them on, wetting the fabric with his tongue until they are so ruined you will have to throw them away, all soaked with saliva and your arousal mixed together.

sometimes he takes his time and he slowly suck your clit into his mouth, letting out the most obscene moans directly on you, the vibrations hitting deliciously your core. and then with the tip of his tongue he parts your folds and he keeps them open with his fingers to push himself deeper into you, alternating fat licks to open mouthed kisses to your entrance.

"mh - tastes so good, s' sweet ah-"

and he buries himself into your cunt, fingers sliding inside while he begs you to grab his hair and fuck yourself on his tongue.

pretty obedient lixxie gets me 😵‍💫😵‍💫😵‍💫

hard thought

felix is alway so good to you, listening carefully to everything you say, asking softly and providing his pretty face for you to kiss. you never ever had to scold him or give him a punishment whatsoever, being your good boy his only goal to reach.

that's why the first time he disobeys you, cumming without permission while he sloppily thrusts into you, keeping your legs open and whining with little sobs, you know you cannot let it pass.

thus, when he is trying to pull out, all red and embarassed for finishing before you had the chance to cum, you lower your hand to grab his softening cock in a tight grasp.

"m-mh no lixie, baby. i am not done yet. you wouldn't be so selfish to let me do all the work by myself, right?"

"ah-mhh, didn't wan- ah- didn't want to finish so soon".

you lightly laugh at his face while his cum begins to gush outside, wetting the bed sheets under you.

"but you did... and look how messy, lixie. you filled me up so nicely and now it's all dripping... it's a real waste, don't you think?"

you circle the palm of your hand around his head, cum still coming out of his slit in little drops, warm and creamy on your fingers.

"mh- waste, it's a-ah -waste, y-yes".

you bring your other hand down, slapping softly at his wet tip and starting to lazily pump his shaft against your pussy.

"right. so, now i want you to do it again, mh? i want you to cum on me, want you to make me all nice and wet while i make myself come with just your pretty cock against me.. can you do it, right? you wouldn't be so bad to disobey me again".

your start to pump his cock steadily, letting his spongy head bump on your clit with every movement. felix is hard again, cock deliciously firm and hot against your entrance. his cum and your arousal mix and form little bubbles under his tip.

just a few more pumps are enough for you to finish, felix sliding inside just once and hitting your cervix right. the way you clench around him, together with the sinful view of his cock disappearing into your pussy, sends him to the edge too, and after two more thrusts he spurts his hot release inside you once again.

when he finally pulls out he looks at you all shy and feverish.

"and now lick".

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[ 5.34pm ] tw : heavy degradation, choking, chan gets a lil mean !

sex with chan in the studio is always mind numbingly good, the male always seems to have pent up stress or frustration.

you, being the lovely girlfriend you are, offer to help him out.

"fuckkk, chan- channie." you stuttered out inbetween loud whimpers, taking advantage of the studio's soundproof walls. he had you bent over the couch, his hand tangled in your soft hair as he railed you into the next month, his lower torso snapping against your ass.

"feel good, princess? like it when i use you like this?" chan asked teasingly, a soft groan spilling from his plush lips as you clenched around his length, his hips stuttering momentarily. the hand he had on your hip trailed up your front, wrapping around the fragile skin of your throat gently, a warning.

his body draped itself over your back, his toned torso pressing against the sweat covered skin of your back, his lips finding themselves to the shell of your ear.

"answer me, baby. you like it when i use you like this, yeah? when i treat you like my little breeding bitch?" he snarled against your neck, his length reaching places you didn't know existed, causing your eyes to roll back as your mouth parted ever so slightly.

"y-yes channie- yes! love it so much, please- m' gonna cum." you babbled absentmindedly, only able to focus on the feeling of chan's hand around your neck as his length drilled into your abused cunt. his hand fell from your neck and started to rub quick circles on your clit, causing your thighs to tremble as your orgasm washed over you, your vision turning white as pleasure enveloped you.

a loud grunt fell from chan as he buried himself deep inside of you, painting your walls with his release as his forehead rested against the crook of your neck, his abs tightening with pleasure.

you both laid against eachother as you came down from your highs, heavy breaths filling the studio as you basked in eachother's presence, you wouldn't trade him for the world.

you loved being his stress toy. ♡

How on Earth I forgot I wrote this 🥴🥴🥴

I never recovered from Felix hard thoughts.

Oooh you need more hard thoughts on Felix??? Was that the message? Don’t worry. I got you, hun.

Wanna call me cute again? | Lee Felix | +18 ~ MDNI

a/n: I see Felix wanting to be seen as hot and sexy rather than just cute… thoughts have been thought— also… this is pure ✨fiction✨ enjoy! ;)

“You wanna call me cute again?” his low-pitched voice acting like an aphrodisiac itself as he is buried so deep in you there is no way to think in anything other than him.

Felix’s hand reaches your cheek to lightly tap it. Your eyes finally open to look into his.

His blonde hair sticks to his forehead as he mercilessly pounds into you.

“Mmm— f-f-uck… Felix,” you mutter under your breath as your tits bounce, him fucking you so good you feel you are going to break.

Tears already threatening to roll down your cheeks while his cock drills into you like his life depends on it. He needs you to know how fucked up he is for you. Pleasure coursing through your entire body, his thick length bringing you to the peak of your sexual rapture.

“Wanna call me cute, baby?” his thumb presses on your clit now, fast circles making your heart pound so fast you scream his name again and again.

“Felix… you— youu— so good, so hot, so fucking hot!”

He adoringly smiles at your fucked out state. Yes, he is hot and fucking sexy just for you. All that flirting with the other is to get your attention. Flashing his abs? He just wants you to lick him up and down like a lollipop. Felix could catch on fire, fuelled in desire for you.

“I— cuming…fuck!” your body trembles under him. Legs shaking as he continues fucking you, triggering his own orgasm which hits him like a truck. Eyes rolled back and a high pitched cry.

“Where did my cute Lixxie go?” you ask breathlessly.

Felix pulls you into a kiss.

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SKZ Seungmin hard thoughts

a/n: these are just thoughts— smutty ones

I planned to write this one way but then all hell broke lose… enjoy (;

+18 minors do not interact

- dirty!seungmin who likes having you lick his fingers when you are both cooking. you haven’t put much thought into it oh… but he has.

- dirty!seungmin who needs to focus on something else while you are so innocently sipping on your drink. what would the members think if they discover his already hard erection in his pants. you need to stop that right now or else…

- dirty!seungmin who gets turned on by looking at the aftermath of fucking you senseless last night… little marks on your neck and thighs turning a lovely shade of purple. you two should do it again.

- dirty!seungmin who needs his favourite cumdump to treat him nice and well after hours and hours of rehearsals… “…you are gonna cum already? get it together, cumdumps don’t cum before I do.”

- dirty!seungmin who asks you to not wear anything under that pretty dress of yours “oh I know it is a family dinner, but I know you my dirty little slut is ready to get fucked when I want” he slaps your ass

- dirty!seungmin who knows you still have the vibrator he put in earlier today, so no he tortures you with it. you look so exquisite trying not to cum in front of all these people. he hugs you to mask your unavoidable climax. his hand sweetly rub your shoulder “that’s my dirty girl,” he whispers. “keep the conversation going as long as you can, round 2 is coming, and so are you.”

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(part two)

PAIRING: BestFriend!BangChan x Afab!Reader

Genre: Fluff, crack, suggestive maybe

Warnings: Swearing, annnnnddd....idk. minors do not interact

a/n: sorry late post!

pt.1

pt.3

You call Chris again after taking a bath

"Heyy! Did i make you wait long? Sorry if i did! Hehe." You were sitting on your make-up table, wearing a towel to cover up your wet naked body. You take your blow dryer and plug it. You open it and start to blow dry your hair

"You blow drying?" Chris said while he tilts his head to the side with a smile "Miss the times i was the one blow drying your hair."

"Yeah, me too. I really do miss them."

Chris was just watching you blow dry your hair, loving that focused look on your face. He started to notice that your towel was slowly falling off.. "Fuck...Ahem– A-anyways, where are you going with your friends?" He says, trying his best to not look at your body in the screen.

You look at your phone and smile "We're going to that Thai Restaurant that i've been talking about, Mango Tree.

"Damn, isn't that place expensive as fuck?" He said, still trying his best to not look at your body, and just up at your face.

You notice your towel falling off, so you put it right back up before your chest gets exposed. "Yeah, yeah..I know. But Soyeon wanted to pay, so of course i'm going."

Chris sighs in relief as he watched you put the towel back up, not letting himself get distracted by your body. "Of course you'd go if someone else is paying." He chuckles

"Umm..Duhh?? Gosh, you know me too well." You finish drying your hair and take your skincare products.

"Yeah... I do know you well... very well." His eyes softened, proud of himself for knowing you well. "Well anyways, What are you going to wear to the fancy restaurant tonight?" He tilts his head to the side again

"That sundress you gave me before you left last month, i haven't worn it yet." You say while applying some cleanser in your face

"Oh, the one i gave you? Damn girl, you know how to make me feel special." He giggled, his cheeks slightly turning pink "I bet you're going to look gorgeous wearing it." He smiles warmly

"Of course, duh. I'm always beautiful." You raise your eyebrow at him and gave him a smug look, before chuckling

Chris laughed a bit too. "Fuck yeah? Of course you are. You're the most beautiful, pretty, cute, gorgeous, stunning, and beyond all of those!" He said with a smile, He was trying to see if he could make you blush.

You were just giggling, and giggling by yourself. But then you frown when you see him turn his camera off. "Open your cameraa!! I can't see your face,man!" You chuckle, tapping on your screen aggresively. "Come on...I miss your face..." You whisper to yourself

Chris laughed to himself as he looked at how you were tapping on the screen. "Calm down, baby. You might break your screen." He turned his camera back on and smirked at you "You miss my face that much huh..?"

Oops, you got caught. "Huh?!? I didn't say nothin'!" You try defend yourself by making up excuses. "I swear on my life!!"

Chris laughed at you, as you tried to defend yourself from him. "Oh yeah? Then why you tappin' the screen like you were dying without seeing my face. Hm?" He chuckled, obviously taking pleasure in teasing you.

"Ugh! Whatever, I'll go change clothes."

Chris just smiled at you, he really enjoyed and loved teasing you. But he wasn't ready to let you hang up yet. "Wait- Not yet, don't hang up!"

You giggle and look at him with a curious face "I won't? I'll just turn the camera awa–"

"No, I want to keep looking at you more." He cuts you off. He leaned back on the chair, his arms behind his head, so his chest muscles will look even more defined and toned.

"I....A-are you saying....you wanna see me change?-"

"Maybe i do." He said, looking a little devilish as he smirked. He's really enjoying teasing you right now

"E-excuse me, what?" You were speechless and shocked, your eyes and mouth were open wide.

Chris chuckled at your reaction. You were nervous so much that it was kind of cute to him. "Come ooooonn, baby. You don't want to give me a little tease, princess?"

"Shit...Um..." You were trying to think on what to decide. If you decline, he will be upset and disappointed, but if you agree... well.. "Ugh, fine..."

Chris smirked and chuckled. He was a bit shocked that you agreed so easily, but he was enjoying it. "Good..."

To be continued....

(part three soon!)

| "Please be mine."

(part three)

PAIRING: BestFriend!BangChan x Afab!Reader

Genre: Smut

Warnings: Swearing, masturbation, (minors do not interact)

a/n: the end was rushed lol

pt.1

pt.2

Fuck. How excited he was when you agreed to let him watch you clothe. He felt his cock slowly getting hard as he watches her through his phone screen.

You hesitantly take your towel off, slowly putting it down on the floor "um..." You take your towel from the floor and you start to wipe yourself

Chris swallowed hard, as he watched you take your towel off bare naked on his phone screen. He couldn't look away, his eyes scanned your body as his hands grip the armrests of the chair he was sitting on. "Holy..."

You turn around and face away so you can find the sundress and your underwear.

Chris was still staring at you even as you walk to your closet and look through it. He couldn't help himself as he was scanning your body, just watching you move around looking for your clothes. His hands gripped his armrests even tighter, he was starting to get hot and bothered. He places his right hand at his clothed cock and started to palm it. "Fucking hell..."

You finds your underwear and sundress, placing it to the bed. You takes your panties and slightly bent over to put them on. But you can clearly see her round, soft, squishy ass.

When you bent over a bit on screen, Chris's hand clenched his cock seeing you. He tried his best to keep his breathing at a normal pace, but he was so aroused right now. "Holy shit, baby..." His eyes were burning with lust as he watched you.

"Hmm.. Should i put the sundress on or no?" You try and tease him.

When you faced the camera again, you notice that Chris's eyes were darkened and filled with lust. His adam's apple bobbing a bit as he swallowed. "Yeah....Put it on for me, baby."

"Ya'sure, baby?" You took your phone and watched him in the screen

Chris nodded as he kept looking at you through the screen. When you took your phone seeing your face up close, all he could do is groan and watch you with lust filled eyes. Even more turned on. "I'm very sure baby...Shiit."

You put playfully, teasing him more. "Awwhh...You don't wanna see me naked?"

"Are you fucking teasing me right now? Cause if you are, it's working babe."

"Well, I guess I am teasing you."

You were just smirking, then he suddenly pulled his big ass cock out. " Oh my fuck- Chris?-"

"See this? You see how hard it is?" It was really hard. Hard, veiny and angry. "Fuck it." He started to stroke himself,

"Oh..." You feel yourself getting wet, your panties getting soaked. "Chris...I-i.."

"Wanna tease me more huh? You're such a fucking brat. You're lucky i ain't there to slap that fucking ass of yours." He kept stroking himself as he watched you through his phone screen, getting closer to the edge.

You decided to help him. "Come on....Faster...Harder.. Imagine I was the one stroking your fat cock." As you praise him, you were rubbing yourself through your damp panties. "Mm...F-fuck..Chris..."

"Fuuuck..." His head falls back to the chair as he closes his eyes shut, stroking faster. "Shiiiittt!!" His back arches when he came, his hot seed bursting everywhere. "Fuck! Fuck!"

You whined as he came, feeling your orgasm coming too. "C-chris..Oh god.."

"Secretly touching huh..? Such a bad girl..."

You came, squirming through your orgasm. "Aah!~ Oh fuck!~"

TIMESKIP.

You guys were finished sex-calling (idk what u call it)

"I hate you."

"And i love you too, baby."

The end..............:p

My kinda shit right here 🥰🥰

Needy reader loves changbin’s arms and drops hints by snuggling against his arm, playing around with his arm, leaning against it, etc. Changbin knows but pretends dumb until reader is on their knees begging for him🤭?

❛ARMS❜ ( s. changbin )

💬 nia's notes: this is two request in one , since the other one they were just asking for manhandling

p. seo changbin x fem!reader w. 0.8k

warnings? rough sex , unprotected sex , dirty talk , name calling , doggystyle ,

— 𖦹 ( changbin fucking a needy you after catching you drooling over his arms ) !

he thought you were so cute , the way you'd constantly hold on to his arms — snuggling into his arms , he could tell you were needy , the way your eyes glazed over , your lips forming a pout everytime he'd play dumb when you'd complimented his buff arms , muttering a quick "thank you."

he wasn't ready to give you what you wanted , he wanted to see you beg for him. "binnie." you whined , he bit back a smirk , but you caught it , whining even more. "you're doing this on purpose." he turned to you with faux confusion. "what am i doing?"

"please." you were so fucking needy , you were willing to do anything , just so he'd fuck you. "please what baby , you have a mouth , use it." he said.

so overwhelmed over how good he was looking you climbed into his lap , your panty clad cunt sitting directly on his already hard cock. "i need to so bad." you sounded so desperate.

"need me? what do you need me to do?" his rough hands traveling up your thighs. "i need you to fuck me until i can't think anymore." your voice so airy and filled with need , and that's all he needed , before he was flipping you over , pinning you down on the bed with one hand.

"that's all you wanted , for me to pin you down and fuck you into the bed." his clothed cock grinding into your heat. "pl-please." you tried to move your hands , but he was much stronger.

"dont fight me baby , you wanted this." he slapped your thighs , spreading your legs open. "so fucking soaked , you've been thinking about me splitting your pussy open for a while." he rubbed your clit.

"my arms got you this worked up?" you nodded , whimpering. "words , use them." slapping the same red spot on your thighs again , you yelped at the sting. "y-yes , want you so bad."

pushing your panties to the side , sliding one of his thick fingers into your hole. "b-binnie." you moaned , your cunt wrapping tightly around his finger. "fucking christ baby , you're barely taking my finger." he pushed the other in , scissoring you open.

"gotta get you ready to take me cock." he speed up his movements , his fingers repeatedly slamming into your core. "fuck , changbin!" you screamed , he finally let your hands lose , you immediately grabbed his bicep , your nails digging into his arms. "changbin im gonna cum!"

he hit that gummy spot in your cunt over and over , your orgasms hitting you like a ton of bricks. "shit!" you screamed , cumming all over his hand , legs shaking in aftershock. "you came so much just from my fingers , like a slut."

he grabbed your waist , flipping you over on to your stomach , lifting you up into doggystyle position. "needy fucking pussy." he slapped your ass , yanking your panties down to your ankle. "so fucking needy." pulling his pants down , his thick cock leaking with pre-cum.

"gonna take my cock like a good cock whore." he lined his cock up at your entrance. "pl-of fuck!" before you could even get the plea out , he slammed into you fully. "shit , you're so fucking tight." he pulled out until he got to the tip , repeating.

he did that once more , before he grabbed your hand , pulling it behind your back to hold on to as his thrusted roughly into you , your face pressed against the bed.

"fuck is this what you wanted baby? hmm , to manhandle you like this." he grunted. "treat you like some sort of sex toy , just another hole?" you nodded unable to speak due to your face being pressed into the pillow.

letting your arm go , pulling your entire body up , his arm wrapping around your neck , not fully head locking you , but damn near. "let me hear those moans baby." you were a mess , moaning so loud you were sure to get a complaint in the morning.

"fu-fuck binnie , too much!" he scoffed , not stopping his movements. "no don't run from it now , this is what you wanted , don't be an ungrateful slut , take my cock." he growled , his reached around , vigorously rubbing your clit.

"mmh' binnie , gonna cum !" you shouted over and over , he finally let you go , letting your body fall on to the bed , pushing your back down into a arch. "go ahead , cream my cock like a good flashlight." you screamed , legs shaking like crazy as you came.

"oh fuck , shit! " he grunted , burying his cock inside you , painting your walls with his cum. "take my cum , fuck you feel so good." he stilled his hips , both of you coming down from your dazes.

he pulled out , laying you down , kissing your shoulders tenderly. "you feeling better baby?" you nodded , eyes fluttering. he chuckled , how can one be so cute. "let binnie help you get washed and dressed yeah? then you can go to sleep." he picked you up.

"my needy baby."

©️LUVYENI

I’m so obsessed with camboy!Felix and that you stumble on his stream and he somehow ends up fucking you (maybe your his neighbor or something) or the reverse that you’re a camgirl yk?

OMG YES I SEE IT

For me if he got walked in on/walked in on you in the act I feel like it could go two ways; super soft shy bby OR (if he was walked in on) super soft, loving dom 🤭

Like imagine you come home to hearing deep soft murmurs coming from your shared bedroom and you sneak a peek behind the open door; seeing him bare chest, his large hands snaking down his abs and teasingly tugging at the strings of his grey sweat pants. But when he looks up and see her peeking your head in?? 🤭🤭

BABY WOULD BE SOOO FLUSTERED, ESPECIALLY IF YALL JUST STARTED DATING/HE HASN’T TOLD YOU ABT THIS YET

He’d start getting all flustered and stutter, completely freezing and not knowing what to do.

He’d also start profusely mumbling apologies and try to turn the camera off (but bro would fumble it so hard cause his hands would be shaking)

But if you start doing a strip tease behind the camera?

And you seductively stroll towards him?

Using that Dom fem energy that so easily short circuits his brain?? And makes him such a good little boy to play with?? 🤭🤭

His ears would def go so red it’d hurt but you didn’t hear that from me

He would utterly just submit to you and let you do as you please, leading for you to take your sweet time with him as you praise his sculpted body and how he is such a good little baby boy for you 🫠

(I think this would also apply if Felix accidentally walked in on YOU doing a cam show - poor baby would feel so guilty invading your space :(( But if you asked him to join and be a good boy?? Hands down he would be at your beck and call 🤭🤭)

HOWEVER.

Soft Dom Felix?? 🤭🤭

This is where I picture him being more comfortable with you and he’s told you abt what he does and he trusts that you won’t judge.

As soon as he hears the door creak open, he’s already looking at you with that sweet, flirtatious gaze and shamelessly grazing his gaze down your beautiful body 🤭🤭

DEF A LAZY SMIRK ON HIS FACE

He’ll continue performing for the camera; his hand trailing into his pants and teasingly grips his cock and letting out a low groan/whimper.

HE’D DEF COO AT YOU IN THAT SWEET VOICE SAYING SHIT LIKE “nawww is baby needy?” “Do they need someone to help them?” “Cmon come here and lets give our audience a real show” 🫠

He’d make you face the camera (always checking if you were okay with sharing your beautiful body with the viewers 🫠🫠) and would praise you constantly and just be soooo gentle 🫠🫠

(I don’t really see him as much as a condescending Dom but if you had kinks that he knew abt?? HE’D DEF USE THEM TO HIS ADVANTAGE)

He’d be kissing and nipping all over your neck whilst fingering you, taking his sweet time as he slowly made you fall apart while you watched 🫠

DEF WOULD MAKE YOU READ OUT THE COMMENTS AS HE’S FUCKING YOU IN REVERSE COWGIRL

“Hmm what did you say love?”

“*username* said ‘p-poor b-baby ca-n’t h-handle mu-ch m-more, t-they’re g-gonna c-come u-undone s-soon”

“Naaww you think so? My sweet little baby is gonna cum are they?”

KASHKSHAKAWJIDHDKWHEKAHSKX 🫠🫠🫠

(I’m starting to get a bit to infatuated with this but LEMME KNOW IF I SHOULD MAKE THIS INTO A FIC)

BYEYEYE I LOVE YOU ALL HAVE A GREAT DAY/NIGHT 😚😚

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(So far this looks terrible but I'll edit once I get the hang of this lol)

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A Bang Chan Fanfiction by binniesbabygirl

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A Mother's Revenge

Paring: Mama!Hyunjin x Bottom Han's brother! Reader

Genre: Smut

Summary: Mama Hyunjin finds Han cheating on her, so she fights fire with fire.

More: Masterlist

A/n: Mama Hyunjin will always be imprinted in my mind.

Mama Hyunjin, the wife of Han, found herself in a rather peculiar situation. She had stumbled upon a photo of her husband, Han, with another woman - a girl named Lina. Enraged and hurt, she sought comfort in the arms of an unlikely suspect: her husband's own brother, M/n. The attraction she felt for him was undeniable, and as they shared an intimate moment, she couldn't help but wonder if this was the perfect opportunity to get back at Han for his infidelity.

She began by seducing M/n, making sure he knew exactly what she wanted. With each touch and kiss, she became bolder, more confident in her ability to manipulate the situation to her advantage. Her slender, muscular body writhed against his as they moved together, their passion palpable. As their lovemaking intensified, she found herself lost in the heat of the moment, forgetting about her initial plan for vengeance.

M/n, caught off guard by the intensity of his own desires, could barely contain himself. He was overwhelmed by the sensation of being so close to his brother's wife, feeling her soft skin against his own. He moaned her name, begging for more, and she obliged, taking control of their encounter. She flipped them over, pinning him beneath her weight as she roughly fucked him, her girl penis stretching and filling him completely.

As they continued their passionate union, Mama Hyunjin, now fully embracing her role as seductress, began to call out to M/n in a different way. "Call me Mommy," she whispered, her breath hot against his ear. M/n hesitated for a moment, unsure if he'd heard her correctly, but the words seemed to unlock something deep within him. "Call me Mommy," she repeated, her voice growing more insistent. And so, against his better judgment, he obeyed. "M-Mommy," M/n whimpered.

"That's it, baby," she purred, her hips thrusting harder against him. "You're such a good boy." She increased the pace of their lovemaking, her girl penis sliding in and out of him in a blur, as she expertly worked his body towards an overwhelming climax. Her breasts, free from their confines, swayed enticingly above him, teasing him with their softness and warmth. She pinched and pulled at her own nipples, moaning his name as she neared her own release.

As he felt the tension building within him, she looked down at him with a wicked smile, her gaze burning into his very soul. "You're going to make such a good father," she whispered, her voice trembling with desire. "You'd be so good with my babies." The words sent a shiver down his spine, and with a final, powerful thrust, she released herself deep inside him as M/n also released, M/n's body tensing as he let out a long, shuddering moan.

She rode out his orgasm, her movements becoming slower and more deliberate, her breath coming in ragged gasps. She leaned down and gently bit his neck, her teeth leaving a mark as she came, her body shuddering with pleasure. Finally, she collapsed on top of him, their sweat-slicked bodies entwined. For a moment, they lay there, catching their breath, the silence deafening.

M/n couldn't believe what had just happened. He felt a mix of guilt, desire, and confusion coursing through him. He looked up at Mama Hyunjin, her chest rising and falling with each breath, and knew that she was satisfied. He wanted to believe that this was all just a fleeting moment of passion, that it meant nothing more than the release of tension and lust. But he couldn't shake the feeling that something deeper had occurred between them.

She opened her eyes, looking down at him with a softness he hadn't seen before. "Thank you," she whispered. "That was… more than I could have ever hoped for." Her voice was barely audible, but it sent a shiver down his spine nonetheless. He wanted to respond, to tell her it wasn't right, that they shouldn't have done this, but the words stuck in his throat.

Han's return to the room snapped them both back to reality. His brother's face was flushed, and he was still tangled in the sheets. Mama Hyunjin smoothly sat up, her girlhood concealed once more. She glanced at Han, her expression unreadable. "Oh, you're home," she said, her voice neutral. "I was just about to fix some lunch."

Han narrowed his eyes, taking in the disheveled bed and his brother's obvious state of arousal. He couldn't believe what he was seeing. "What happened here?" he demanded, his voice betraying his anger and confusion. "What did you do to him?"

Mama Hyunjin shot Han a warning glance before smoothly rising to her feet. "Han, I'm sure your brother just needs some time to rest," she said, moving to stand between them. "Why don't you go do whatever it is you have planned for today? Your brother and I can catch up later." She said as she winked at M/n.

I definitely need that hyunjin idea with the new piercing and male reader. Like I need it so bad

Hidden Piercing

Paring:D Piercing!Top!Hyunjin x Bttm!Male Reader

Genre: Smut

Requested

More: Masterlist

A/n:Sorry for the delay in uploading, I had some school work to finish. Also, I will be posting tons of fics next Wednesday for my birthday. Please feel free to send me your requests.

Hyunjin and M/n, college roommates, had been in a blissful relationship for several months now. Their bond was nothing short of fluff, with only occasional makeout sessions as their form of intimacy. However, there was one secret that Hyunjin had been desperate to share with M/n; before they had even started dating, Hyunjin had gotten an eyebrow piercing, which M/n was well aware of. The truth was, Hyunjin was so obsessed with his eyebrow piercing that he decided to get another one; this time, a dick piercing. He had heard good things about it, and wanted to try it out.

Fast forward to the present day, where the two lovers were cuddled up on Hyunjin's bed, watching a movie together. As the film progressed, their affection for each other only grew, and they soon found themselves entangled in a passionate makeout session. Amidst their heated exchange of tongues and saliva, Hyunjin finally managed to confess his secret to M/n. "I-I got another piercing… a dick piercing," he stammered between kisses.

M/n's eyes widened in surprise before a playful smirk spread across his lips. "Really? Show me," he purred, arching his back invitingly. Hyunjin could feel his cheeks flush with embarrassment and arousal as he reached down and unzipped his pants, revealing his pierced member. "Oh my god," M/n breathed, unable to tear his gaze away from the sight. "It's so sexy…"

Their lips met again, their tongues dancing together as their hands explored each other's bodies. Hyunjin felt M/n's warm, bare skin against his own, and he knew he couldn't wait any longer. He positioned himself between M/n's legs, guiding his pierced length to his lover's needy asshole. M/n moaned loudly, the sound filling the room as Hyunjin slowly thrust forward, feeling the heat and tightness engulf him.

The friction was exquisite, and Hyunjin moved faster, his thrusts becoming deeper and harder. M/n arched his back, grinding his hips against Hyunjin's pelvis in perfect rhythm. The sensation of Hyunjin's pierced cock sliding in and out of him was unlike anything M/n had ever felt before, and it sent shivers of pleasure coursing through his entire body.

Their moans filled the room, echoing off the walls as their passion grew. Hyunjin reached down, grasping M/n's cock in his hand, stroking it in time with his thrusts. M/n felt his orgasm building, the tension coiling tightly in his belly. He gripped the sheets, digging his nails into the soft fabric as the pleasure threatened to overwhelm him.

Hyunjin's breath came in ragged gasps, his muscles tense as he fought to maintain control. He could feel M/n's hole clenching around him, urging him on, and it drove him wild. He leaned forward, burying his face in M/n's neck, inhaling the sweet, intoxicating scent that emanated from his skin.

M/n arched his back, throwing his head back, his eyes rolling back in his head as he felt the intense pleasure wash over him. His inner walls clenched tight around Hyunjin's pierced cock, milking him as he came, his cum spilling over both their hands and chests. The sensation of being filled by Hyunjin, feeling the vibrations of his orgasm as he thrust deep inside him, was more than M/n could bear.

Hyunjin felt M/n's body tense and relax around him, the warmth of his cum spreading through his fingers as he continued to thrust. His own release built inside him, his breath coming in ragged gasps as he fought to maintain control. He looked down at M/n, watching as his lover's eyes fluttered open, a dazed expression on his face.

"That was incredible," M/n breathed, reaching up to touch Hyunjin's cheek. "I didn't think anything could feel better than your eyebrow piercing, but…" He trailed off with a wicked smile, his hand moving down to grip Hyunjin's hip. "I guess I was wrong."

lee know hard thought

- - - - - MDNI - - - - -

thinking about teasing lee know while he's on tour. sending him teasing photos and texts saying how much you need him, how wet you are for him, how your toys can't make you cum like he can.

he'd be so conflicted, pissed knowing you're breaking the rules by playing with yourself but cocky knowing that you're still unsatisfied. he'd text you back hours later, giving you little warning about what was coming for you when he got home.

"you think you're so funny don't you, bunny? cum all you want now because you sure as hell won't be when i get home"

𝐖𝐞 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐝𝐮𝐞 𝐚 𝐝𝐢𝐬𝐜𝐮𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐨𝐧, 𝐲𝐞𝐬. 𝐃𝐞𝐬𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐥𝐲 𝐝𝐮𝐞.

𝐖𝐎𝐑𝐃 𝐂𝐎𝐔𝐍𝐓: 4.4k

𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐒: Strong language, vampire mythology, heavy angst and tension, themes of life and death, the return of an old friend, heavy and consistent references to the Origin stories (if you haven’t read them, now is really the time, see link below), themes of fate and omnipotent power, references to the supernatural world, biblical references, strong plot development and the revelation of a grand plan, adult themes and themes of horror throughout.

𝐃𝐄𝐒𝐂𝐑𝐈𝐏𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍: Chapter XXXVI of Sanguis Limerence: Awakening™. See Chapter I for story description.

𝐏𝐀𝐈𝐑𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐒: Shifts in perspective from third to first person | Self-insert, female reader x Bang Chan | Self-insert, female reader x Lee Know (All members included)

𝐒𝐄𝐑𝐈𝐄𝐒 𝐍𝐀𝐕: Contents List | Chapter I | Series playlist | Sanguis Limerence™ | Sanguis Limerence: Origins™

𝐂𝐎𝐏𝐘𝐑𝐈𝐆𝐇𝐓: © March 2022 by jl-micasea

It’s been two nights since Chan committed the love of my life to a hole in the ground.

He’s filled me in on the details, such as they were.

That she needed to be buried with what was left of Jisung, that they have to stay there for a few nights or until the next full moon or… whatever.

I sort of stopped listening after he started talking about covering her with dirt.

I can’t think about it, you know?

Can’t think about her rotting away in that… grave. Struggling to breathe. Holding onto the corpse of my brother in the desperate hope that he’ll start smiling again.

It’s all so fucking morbid.

The atmosphere in the bunker has been different, as I knew it would be. Since Chan and I fed the others the great steaming heap of bullshit that was our story.

They know something’s off. Felix, especially.

He’s constantly wrapped up in two hoodies and several blankets, complaining about being freezing cold whilst sitting in front of the fire. That he can’t warm up no matter what he does.

I thought it was impossible, of course. We don’t feel the cold – don’t feel anything outside of the urges we carry and the emotions that wreak havoc on us.

That was until I remembered what he is.

Aside from being the most intuitive faeblood I’ve ever met, he’s connected to our girl in a way nobody else is. The day he used his empathic allure on her saw to that.

It’s easy to forget that sometimes.

He’s shivering and complaining about his joints freezing up – because that’s what’s happening to her.

All while we’re living in the relative comfort we call home these days.

It makes me fucking nauseous.

I’ve been trying think of ways to keep myself occupied. If I don’t, I’ll drive myself nuts with it. I don’t know how Chan’s coping, but he doesn’t seem to be struggling half as much as I am, which is nothing if not irritating.

He goes out and hunts, takes the youngers with him. He sources the things we need as best he can, but for the most part, he encourages everyone to lay low.

For obvious reasons, I suppose.

We haven’t heard from Kassier or the Watchers. Not from Sifer or WAHVA. Not even from any of Dion’s lackeys, who are surely scrambling to try and organise themselves for a spot of revenge by now.

Honestly?

I’m past fucking caring about any of them.

I just want my girl back.

I’ve read the same paragraph of this book three times over.

I can’t concentrate… can’t immerse myself in anything no matter how hard I try.

But I have to try.

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