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Din teaching you Mando’a in any way he can. 
Some days it’s making you repeat words and phrases over and over again, helping you perfect your pronunciation. 
“Adate,”(people) he said, waving a finger between the two of you where you stood on the Crest.
“Adate.”
“Put more emphasis on the second ‘a.’”
“Adāte.”
“Jate. Adiik.”(Good. Child (between 3-13)) He pointed to Grogu.
“But he’s—”
“Say it.”
“Adiik.”
“Ori’jate. You’re getting better, mesh’la.” (Very good.)
Other times it would be more difficult, with Din speaking to you only in Mando’a, encouraging you to respond in the language.
“Copaani gaan?” He had come up behind you as you struggled to reach a wire that needed to be rewrapped under a hatch in a circuit board. (Need a hand?)
“Uh…elek.” You hesitated, hoping you had understood him properly. (Yes)
“Ni’liser gaa’tayl.” (I can help.)
“…Elek. Oh! Elek gedet’ye.” (Yes. Yes please.) You stumbled over the words, getting them out fast in the hopes that he wouldn’t point out your mispronunciation. “Vor’e.” (Thanks)
“Mirdala, cyar’ika.” He reached over your head to grab the wire. (Clever)
Your favorite teaching moments, however, were when he was fucking you. Against a wall in public, on the floor of the ship, in your bunk, it didn’t matter where it happened. He’d coerce you into speaking his native tongue, and it made you see stars. 
He was pounding into you, hand lovingly wrapped around your throat as he took you against a large stone on some quiet planet in the mid rim.
“Feel good, pretty girl?” He rocked his hips into you. “Jorhaa’ir, cyar’ika.” (Speak)
You felt heat rush to your core as he spoke, attempting to follow through on his instructions. But forming words right now—in basic or in Mando’a—didn’t come easy.
“El—fuck!—elek! G—gar’ganar ner kar’ta—oh, fuck! Din!” (Yes, you have my heart.) He fucked you harder upon hearing your words, thrusting in and out of you as if it were life-or-death. It was no secret that hearing you speak Mando’a turned him on, and when you said things like that it just further encouraged him to show you how good you made him feel.
He dropped his head down to your ear, still brutally fucking you, and through his helmet you heard him whisper: “Ni kar'tayl gar darasuum.” (I love you.)
That phrase, you knew by heart.
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Mfs be like "oh he's my babygirl<3" or "he whimpers fr" or "submissive and breedable". And then the whole character tag is like FULL of that character being dominant and topping the reader. Ummm?? Excuse me, but I thought we were gonna be making them ride us until all that's left are pretty little tears, nonsensical babbling, constant begging, relentless whimpering, knees buckling, thighs trembling, hips twitching, frantic gripping, feverish sobbing, and loud moaning, all from a hot, needy mess desperate for release???
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DIRTY, kim seungmin
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⎯⎯ pairs ‣‣‣ kim seungmin x fem!reader [no pronouns used] ⎯⎯ rating ‣‣‣ 18+ ⎯⎯ genre ‣‣‣ smut ‣ porn with plot ‣ perv!seungmin ‣ dark material ‣ dom!seungmim x sub!reader ⎯⎯ warnings ‣‣‣ smut ‣ somnophilia ‣ no explicit consent ‣ explicit language ‣ perverted behaviour ‣ oral [fem!rec] ‣ fingering [fem!rec] ‣ unprotected sex ‣ creampie ‣ marking ‣ biting ‣ possessive behaviour ‣ dubcon ‣ underwear fetish ‣ underwear stealing ‣ underwear sniffing & licking ‣ masturbation [male] ‣ gagging ‣ master/pet dynamics referenced ‣ don/sub dynamic ‣ degradation ‣ pet names ⎯⎯ word count ‣‣‣ 2.9k words ⎯⎯ notes ‣‣‣ keisy and i were originally discussing this fic by @multifandomfantasies [go check it out!!] then this happened and keisy told me i had to post it lol
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Seungmin was a nice man, a good friend. When you were at his apartment to study, staying far later despite you both finishing studying hours beforehand, he had you stay at him for the night. It was far safer than having you walk home in the middle of the night. At least, that was what he told you. He was also a selfish man, one who wanted to take advantage of the situation around him.
You agreed to stay, praising him for being so kind and allowing you to do so. “How sweet,” you had cooed, resting your hand on his shoulder and making Seungmin tense. It was always torture whenever you touched him, because all Seungmin wanted to do was push you down and grind his cock against you, “thank you, Minnie.”
You both ended up on the couch, a movie on the television that Seungmin had never watched and didn’t care to. Instead, he spent the time admiring your sleepy face as you tried to stay awake. Lips pouty, eyes slowly closing and opening as you attempted to focus on the movie with your clothes messily sitting on your body. The skirt you wore was bunching on your thighs, the sweater sliding down your shoulder whenever your head lulled forward in drowsiness.
Then, you did fall asleep. And Seungmin, being the good friend he was, decided that he should help you. Though the version of help he offered was much more suited to his needs than yours. The things all of his dreams had been built around and the delusional fantasies that plagued him inspired.
His hands hesitantly roamed your body, hopeful to not wake you up, and mapped it out for his future delusions. He groped and felt on your tits, unfortunately over your sweater, and slid down to your waist. So soft, squeezable, perfect places for his hands to go when he’d fuck you full of his cock.
Seungmin knew that you would never feel the same about him, he had to take advantage of the situation before him.
His hands found your skirt, knees going to the floor in front of the couch, and Seungmin flipped the material up slightly. He softly groped your inner thighs, staring directly at your panties. He ogled the little wet spot, salivating from his desire to taste them. Though he was wondering, just what caused that teasing spot of desire?
Were you awake, torturing him by pretending to sleep? Was it from his hands sliding down your body as you slept? Did you like his touch? Even when you weren’t conscious enough to acknowledge it?
Seungmin traced patterns gently along your thighs, lips kissing the area around your knee, his eyes still refusing to look away from the wet patch which began to slowly grow. You stirred in your sleep, back arching slightly as you adjusted in Seungmin’s hold - thighs spreading open more.
He smirked, you really must’ve liked his touch.
Seungmin lifted your skirt entirely, pushing the material to rest against your stomach. He cooed at your panties, hooking his fingers under the and slowly pulling them down. It was teasing him, almost, watching as your cunt slowly revealed itself to him. Though when they were off, Seungmin couldn’t entirely decide where he should look first.
There was your pretty half-naked body, sticky and needy for him and him only. But, then, there was the underwear stained with your arousal - an item eagerly calling his name and demanding that he lick and smell. How was a man to decide which he goes to first?
After a painful minute of choosing which to do, Seungmin started with the panties. Sniffing them. Licking them. Tasting them. A sourly sweet taste that he would happily die for if it meant he could taste it right from the precious source… which he could. Your eyes were still fluttered shut, breathing even, still blissfully unaware of the perv you had trusted enough to sleep beside.
How naive of you.
He leaned into your pussy, kissing your inner thigh and admiring the reactions your unconscious body offered him. The little flutters of your cunt, the trembles your thigh would make and the quiet noise falling from your sleeping lips. Your panties were still tightly held in his fist, bunched closely together with your arousal covering the tips of his fingers. The same arousal that was right before his face - begging to have his tongue clean.
Which he did. Starting with a lock of your pussy, his cock throbbing at the taste and feel of you on his tongue. He kept his free hand on your thigh, squeezing and tantalising the skin as he pushed his tongue further. Seungmin cursed against your pussy, desperately pulling down his sweatpants and letting his erection free. He rubbed his face against your cunt, nose teasing your clit, and he moved the hand holding your underwear to wrap around his cock, material rubbing on his slit.
Seungmin was already sticky from precum, a lube that he took advantage of and used to fuck your panties. The panties which he would certainly be keeping from here on out.
He moved the hand from your thigh to your cunt. Seungmin needed to feel you around him, needed to see how you would react to his perverse intrusion - to help his imagination of it on his cock. And, fuck, Seungmin cursed against your clit, his teeth grazing the nerves.
You reacted so perfectly.
You were so warm around his finger, clenching softly as your face contorted in your sleep. Those lips of yours he’d always fantasised about being on his cock mumbled something, not that he was focused enough to listen. Seungmin was far too occupied with the sloppy sound which emerged from your cunt as he pumped his finger in and out of your cunt.
His fist moved faster on his cock - panties getting stained with his precum. The same precum which was mixing with the cute little wet patch you had left on the material. A perfect mix Seungmin had always longed for, one he wanted to recreate in your perfect cunt.
Seungmin wanted to taint you. Make it so that you were his without you even knowing a thing. Everyone else would know, and Seungmin was sure that subconsciously you too would know who you belonged to. Though outwardly, you would be too cute and dumb to acknowledge that little itch in your brain telling you otherwise.
He slid another finger inside you, speeding up the fingers as they pumped in and out - fist matching that very speed. When Seungmin closed his eyes, he could pretend his fingers were his cock and that the warm paradise he had longed for was embracing him fully. It was a dream he had never wanted to wake up from, so he kept his eyes fluttered shut much like yours.
“Such a deep sleeper,” he muttered against your thigh, sucking and biting on the skin without a single care. Seungmin was sure you would love them anyways, they were his marks after all.
Finally, it reached a point where Seungmin could no longer take it. He couldn’t stand only his fingers getting to feel the paradise that was you.
With his cock still out and leaking, he gently adjusted you so that you were laying on your back along the couch - not waking you up. Your face was still so blissful, your mind unaware of the things he was doing to your body. The perverse daydreams he was finally living out.
Seungmin went on top of you, hastily pulling your skirt higher and ogling how his cock perfectly laid against your slit. Precum spilled onto your pussy, white droplets staining your skin and marking you as his. He loved the sight, content with finishing on your cunt just as he was with finishing inside of you. He would have to decide that in the moment, he realised, cock throbbing desperately against you and taking priority.
He started slowly, moving his hips and rubbing his cock up and down on your cunt, not entering you just yet. No. He wanted to make it last. Needing his only chance at having you to last.
Your lips muttered something again, a soft call of his name whimpered in your sleep. Seungmin noticed your breathing quicken, felt your cunt flutter and he nearly busted over the second moan you let out in your sleep.
“Dirty, dirty girl,” he whispered, sliding his hands down to your hips. Where they belonged, at your perfect handles for holding as he fucked you. Even in your sleep, you were needy for him, making his cock twitch with each and every single little noise you make. The need for you was too much for him to bear much longer.
So, to ensure you were still sleeping softly during his corruption of your body, Seungmin gently aligned his cock with your hole and pushed forward. Your pretty lips fell open slightly as he did so, eyes running wild under the closed lids. But Seungmin couldn’t care to stop now. Not when he finally got you - how could he let you go now?
He squeezed your hips with a gasp as you clenched around his cock, eyes fluttering. Seungmin cursed loudly at the feeling, euphoric, it simply didn’t compare to any fleshlight he pretended was your cunt. Didn’t compare to the pillows he would hump while imagining it as his body. Didn’t compare to how you had clenched around his fingers. 
Quiet rumbles left your lips, groans and moans mixing in a symphony Seungmin would hear playing every night during his sick fantasies. He loved the sound of it all, almost as much as he loved the sound of your cunt squelching around his cock so well.
His hips moved without care, thrusting harshly forward as Seungmin lost his control in the feeling of you. Lost himself in the sounds you made in your sleep. Lost himself in the ideas plaguing his mind - it was his once chance to have you, and he had to take advantage. He had to leave his mark.
But then, your eyes slowly fluttered open, foggy gaze looking at Seungmin’s flushed and sweaty face in shock.
Your pretty eyes were so wide, lips pouty. It made him twitch inside of your cunt. “Seungmin… wha-” he shoved two fingers inside of your mouth, effectively silencing you as he continued to fuck your pussy full of him. You looked at him wildly with your glazed eyes, cunt clenching around him. He should have felt horrible, Seungmin knew that, but he couldn’t stop now. It was his one chance!
Then, your eyes closed softly and you sucked on his fingers. Your tongue ran along them, teasing the pads of his fingers, as though it were his cock. Your legs went around his hips, pulling him closer as you muffled a moan around him, hips rolling to meet his own. 
It shocked Seungmin - much like everything you did - flabbergasted him. You liked it! You needed it just like he did. You needed his cock much like Seungmin needed your pussy.
“Fucking like it, don’t you?” He grunted, face tense as he leaned in, burying his face in your hair. You smelled so sweet, just like how you had tasted. He pushed and pulled his fingers in your mouth as he did so with his cock, effectively fucking both your mouth and cunt at once. Fuck, he needed to feel your lips on him after this. “You like that I decided to take advantage of you while you slept? How dirty.”
You nodded, eyes rolling back as you continued to suck his fingers so well. Seungmin wasn’t sure if he could last much longer. He was already so sensitive from having spent hours with you without a release, plus anything that you did could make him cum so quickly, and that was before he knew just how good your cunt felt around his cock. 
Then there was the fantasy, the reality, that he was going to get to cum inside you! That he was going to taint your cunt and make it only his. How was Seungmin supposed to survive it all?
You moaned around his fingers again, cunt taking him so warmly and feeling so perfectly made for him - he was more hooked than ever before. “That’s it,” he grunted, thrusting both the fingers and his cock deep inside of you, “take my cock pet.” You nodded, whining and clenching around him, making Seungmin curse loudly with a grunt.
He pulled his fingers from your mouth and lifted his head from your hair, admiring your stunning appearance. How puffy your lips were from sucking on his fingers. Seungmin leaned in and pushed his lips against yours. Your lips tasted of cherry, sweet and addictive. You gasped against his mouth, and Seungmin gently slid his tongue into your mouth - a great contrast to the fast desperation of both your hips thrusts.
Your hips went to his hair, tangling together and tugging on the strands when he reached a particularly deep part inside you. A part that left you shaking in need. “Please,” you whispered against him between kisses, breathing shallow and forehead sweaty.
You tugged on his hair again, moaning his name so loud that Seungmin was sure the neighbours would overhear. He liked that. It was another way they would know just who you belong to, just who had marked you theirs.
Because you were his.
Seungmin cursed against your lips, bracing himself up and fucking you as best he could despite the sloppy thrusts. He was so fucking close, you brought out such a desperate side of mine.
“Mine. You’re mine, aren’t you? My little pet,” you whimpered, head falling back against the armrest of the couch, your neck stretching. Seungmin kissed and bit his way down it, scattering more marks and bites on your collarbones and neck. Ones to match what he had left on your inner thighs. “All fucking mine.”
“Yours,” you moaned, body shaking in need and cunt clenching around him. Your breathing grew faster as your jaw went slack. Nonsense spilled from your lips as you got closer and closer, cunt clenching tight around his cock and hips shuddering. “Please, Minnie, let me cum,”
Your voice was so breathy. It was beautiful - and it was only his to hear. Seungmin’s pride fluttered at your words, your submission and your need for his control. Your admittance of who you belong to. That he was going to make you cum. “Do it,” his orders were tense through clenched teeth, cock spasming as he held back his own orgasm. He was going to fuck you through your pleasure first. He was a good person. He was always going to pleasure his little doll.
Your face contorted into a beautiful expression of pleasure. Lips agape and round, eyes closed and hair messed up. Seungmin moved your hips with his hand, making your moans broken and breathy. And, finally, Seungmin was gifted with a great pleasure.
You came on his cock, back arched and voice reached that of a supersonic pitch. Seungmin lost control over it, his hips moving like a wild animal and fucking you harshly. Your body kept reacting just as he needed and had always desired. Clenching here and spasming there.
Seungmin continued to curse as he lost his cool, desperately moving you like the doll he kept hidden at home. He grabbed your panties from before, haphazardly thrown on the couch behind him, and held it to his nose. Your smell was still so prominent despite the stains he had already left on the material. You didn’t seem to care, at least you didn’t say anything about it, rather you continued to milk his cock as it twitched and throbbed inside you.
“Marking you mine for good,” he grunted, hips stuttering as his eyes rolled back. “No one else gets to see you like this but me.”
You agreed, nodding along and repeating his words in your own breathy moan. “No one else.” His body tensed after that, cum spurting inside you and painting you a pearly white. You gasped as he did so, but Seungmin ignored it, instead pulling your hips so they were against his and the length of his cock was nice and snug inside your cunt. His hands were flexed on your body, fingers digging into your skin as he came inside you. “Fuck,” you whined, hips stuttering upward into his despite the already close proximity. “Aren’t you going to pull ou-”
He shoved the panties into your mouth after that, teasingly smiling at your adorable confused face. Drool built around your busied lips, eyes wide and glassy. Seungmin moved your hips fast on his cock, still cumming deep inside of you and tainting your cunt. “I said you’re mine, pet. Pets don’t choose where their master’s cum.”
You dumbly nodded at his words, eyes rolling back as his warm cum filled you more and more. There was so much of it, some even leaking out of your cunt and running down your thigh and onto the couch cushion, and all of it was for you. After when he had finally finished, Seungmin kept his cock warm inside of you, plugging his cum inside. Right where it had belonged since the day you had first met one another. 
You were sleepy once again, eyes slowly blinking and your jaw going slack from the panties still gagging your mouth. Luckily, Seungmin had changed your positions shortly after, having you in his lap where his pet belonged and your head leaning on his shoulder.
But there was one problem - Seungmin was still hard.
And he was sure that his little pet owed him for all the times you had made him desperate and hard in the past.
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🖇️📁 𝐒𝐊𝐙 ... 𝐒𝐎𝐔𝐍𝐃𝐒 𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐘 𝐌𝐀𝐊𝐄 𝐃𝐔𝐑𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐒𝐄𝐗
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𝐠𝐞𝐧𝐫𝐞: smut, do not interact if you’re under 18
𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬: unprotected sex, phone sex, fingering, oral (male and female receiving), masturbation, overstimulation, edging, praise, body worship, dry humping, degradation 
𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐞: this is absolute dog but i just can’t stop thinking about how hot chan and minho would sound like so please forgive 😭 reblog for a kiss, feedback is much appreciated!
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𝐁𝐀𝐍𝐆 𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐍
extremely vocal, especially when it comes to praise
constantly tells you how pretty you look when you’re taking his cock so well <3
generally very soft and sweet during sex
can get really messy with it when he’s about to cum though 
will sloppily groan into your cunt once your fingers tangle and tug on his hair, his own keeping your pretty folds spread open nice and stretched for him to fuck his tongue into - his other hand fisting around his dick and everything is just so filthy 
he’s letting out the most vile moans while kissing your pussy, cum and spit dripping from his chin and every sound he lets out against you drumming against your folds and just edging you further and further towards orgasm
sometimes he wishes you could see how cock dumb you look in these moments :(
will always remind you how well you’re doing for him no matter how rough he goes with you, especially once he catches sight of those cute tears welling up in your eyes 
let’s out a small tut and catches them on the pad of his thumb ever so softly, cock still fucking deep into and you almost wanna curse him out for being so soft with you while his dick is busy ruining your cunt
sometimes buries his head into your neck to muffle his own groans, wanting to hear how good he’s making you feel instead
his words come out extremely rushed and slurred when he’s about to cum
wants nothing more than to soak up your little whimpers and gasps and the cute little twitch in your face when you’re about to spill but he’s soso pussy drunk rn so don’t be surprised that he can’t stfu 
“doing so well for me sweetheart, just hold on a little longer.”
“god you’re so pretty, wanna fill you up so bad.” 
^ a personal fav of his!! he just loves how pretty you look when his cum is dripping past your folds and onto the sheets
the sight of his cum staining your skin really gets him going, you can’t change my mind
also loves the slight look of humiliation that takes over your face when you catch sight of it, crossing your legs in embarrassment but he’ll always be there remind you who you belong to :(
𝐋𝐄𝐄 𝐌𝐈𝐍𝐇𝐎
extremely mean with his words
especially when you’re sucking on his cock so prettily, he can’t help but get a little carried away and spew absolute filth into your ears
will tangle his hand in your hair, fucking his hips forward to force himself further down your throat and will literally laugh straight in your face once he hears you gagging around him
“aw, is it too much for you baby? i know you can handle it, you’re practically begging for it.”
“c’mon sweetheart, i know you just can’t wait to be filled with my cum so take it.”
has such a bite to his words but you can’t even find it in yourself to be mad at him when he’s fucking your mouth so well and good
let’s out the deepest grunts when he feels himself at the back of your throat and will only urge you to take him even deeper
even when you claim you can’t
actually kinda thrives when you try to resist and dig your pretty nails into his thighs, the sting making him hiss out and he’ll have no problem pulling you off his cock just to hold your jaw open and make you swallow his spit   
cause ‘that’s the only thing little bitches like you deserve’ pls he’ll be so salty
gets r e a l l y loud when he’s about to cum 
grunts, groans, curses and tugs on your hair until there’s tears stinging your eyes 
sometimes when he’s feeling a tad nice he’ll feed you some praise 
but he’ll have to be soso pussy drunk to do so cause he really just loves to treat you like the slut you are
“take it like a good girl.”
the closet thing to praise you’ll get out of this man istg
likes having phone sex with you whenever he’s on tour cause he’s able to get you off with just his voice alone and he gets such a kick out of it
fists his cock once your whines hit his ear, coming out all strangled and choked as you fuck your finger sloppily past your folds - only half listening as he talks you through your orgasm 
“tell me how much you miss me and my cock baby, tell me how you wish i was there to stretch you out real good like you deserve.”
knows how much of an effect his voice has over you and just runs with it istg 
𝐒𝐄𝐎 𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐍𝐆𝐁𝐈𝐍
whiney
when’s he’s domming you he won’t be very vocal though 
maybe a tad demanding but that’s about it
literally just manhandles you and let’s out the occasional grunt against your flushed skin when his cock hits that spongy spot deep within your pussy - refusing to give into your begs and telling you to ‘take what he gives you’ 🤒
whenever he’s subbing you it’s a different story
he’ll be soso needy and it’ll show in his voice
can get really impatient when you tease him, rubbing your naked folds over the length of his hard cock just to push his buttons
and all he wants to do is force your hips down and finally take him until your pretty pussy is on the brink of being completely ruined
can be kinda bratty at the start, looking up at you with big eyes while his hands grab at your hips - silently begging you to finally sink down onto him and all he can do is pout once you continue to refuse 
“c’mon baby, haven’t i been good for you? think i deserve to feel you around me by now.” 
gets more desperate the longer you hold out 
“p-please, i need you so bad sweetheart. don’t y-you need me too?”
and you wanna give in so bad and finally feel his thick cock pounding into you but the sound of him stumbling over his words so cutely and his whines only getting louder with each passing second you continue to tease him only made it more fun 
the poor guy can’t take his eyes off your pussy so you eventually give in cause he’s just so pretty
throws his head back in the most <3 way
lips all bruised and loved on and the cutest whines breaking ripping past his throat as his hips fuck sloppily up into you, cock withdrawing fully only to fill you to hilt with every rut of his hips 
sometimes gets clumsy with it and misses your hole every now and again with how eager he is to finally cum 
and you just think he’s so adorable when he gets so embarrassed over it
tries maintain his whole ‘badboy’ reputation he has going for him but as soon as he gets the slightest bit of pussy withdrawals he’s turning into the whiniest mess ever :( 
𝐇𝐖𝐀𝐍𝐆 𝐇𝐘𝐔𝐍𝐉𝐈𝐍
on the more silent side when he’s wrecking your cunt 
kinda just wants to soak up all your cute begs and little gasps so he’ll hold himself back a lot
and we all know how much this guy loves to hear himself talk so it’ll be a challenge for him 😔✊
loves playing with you so much and works you up until you’re all hazy eyed and on the brink of tears
swears it’s his fav look on you 
could practically eat up those little cries and sobs you let slip when he’s toying with your aching pussy, fingers rubbing at your swollen nub and cooing down at you so mockingly as you try to cover your glassy eyes from him
if you even try to quieten yourself down he’ll do anything to make you break
will be messily eating away at your sensitive cunt, humming lowly into your heat once your sweet taste hit his tongue
all disheveled hair and glaring eyes gazing up at your from between your thighs, savouring every stutter and twitch in your face
as soon as he sees your hand itching towards your face, clamping itself over your mouth to keep your pretty sighs hidden from his ears he’ll be so >:(
turd lowly after pulling away from you, the sight of your wetness covering his chin making you wanna hide away in embarrassment but his eyes were just daring you to make a move 
slaps your cunt and says shit like
“let me hear you pretty girl.”
such sweet words filled with so much nastiness that it had you squirming under his stare
can be really into degradation too, especially when he’s been edging you for hours on end 
just loves the frustrated furrow between your brows and the little pout that sits on top of those pretty lips of yours when you don’t get your way - knowing he’s not gonna give into you anytime soon
speaks to you so condescendingly that it makes you feel so small beneath him and you can’t even bite back 
not if you wanna get dicked down that is
will continue until you’re squirming and begging for his cock and just loves how far he can push your until you’re on your knees crying that you’ll be good for him
“can’t even act like you’re not desperate for my cock for five fucking minutes huh?”
𝐇𝐀𝐍 𝐉𝐈𝐒𝐔𝐍𝐆
he won’t stfu istg 😭🤚
very much a whiner
begs will be dripping from his lips the moment he gets a mere glance at your pretty pussy
looks like he saw *god* each and everytime pls
very impatient but gets you off so well despite that
his fingers will be knuckle deep inside of you, curling them against your walls as his lips left open-mouthed kisses against your heat - sucking on your clit and being you to the edge of orgasm soso well
humps the bed sometimes cause he wants to be inside of you so bad and he just can’t help himself from whimpering out against your cunt with every soft roll of his hips into the mattress, desperate for some type of release :(
will mutter shit against you and you so badly wanna tell him to stfu but he’s eating you out like a starved man, tongue tracing your cunt and fingers pumping into your so clumsily that you can’t even wrap your head around the thought of even forming words atm
“just wanna make you cum, wanna be good for you.”
“you look so pretty, can’t wait to feel you hugging my cock.” 
slurs his words a lot and literally can’t think straight when all he wants is to be buried deep inside you  
whines, whimpers, and cries against the skin of your neck when he finally sinks into you - burying his head deeper into your shoulder to muffle his moans but you swear it does nothing to quieten this boy down 
probably have the neighbours knocking on your door every morning complaining cause he’s so loud
he just can’t help it though :( you just always feel so good for him :( 
𝐋𝐄𝐄 𝐅𝐄𝐋𝐈𝐗
big giver and very vocal
very much into body worship and praise so literally everything that leaves this guys lips will be the most endearing shit you’ve ever heard
and you don’t even know how to act when he’s like this cause it’s like,, bro,, that’s all well and cute but,, you’re currently balls deep inside of me???
and he’s just like :) i love u :) ur so pretty :)
“c’mon pretty girl, i know you can hold on for me. you’ve always been so good for me, you’re not gonna stop now huh?”
also extremely big into communication during sex
like he’ll literally be rearranging your guts and will just go
“are you okay baby? you sure it’s not too much for you? 🥺” with t h a t gaze and you just wanna melt right then and there 
almost makes you forget about the cock that was currently stretching you out so well and good
more of a groaner than anything
THE DEEPEST GRUNTS !! 
(sometimes whimpers when he’s about to cum but he’ll never admit to it)
extremely sensitive to even the slightest bit of touch will get this guy going
if you’re teasing him he’ll lose his goddamn mind
like you could be dragging your cunt against his cock, ignoring his begs for you to finally sink down onto him and he’ll be soso whiney about it with no shame 
poor boy just wants to get his dick wet :(
always mumbles sweet praises when you’re done and calls you his good girl 
𝐊𝐈𝐌 𝐒𝐄𝐔𝐍𝐆𝐌𝐈𝐍
so fucking vile with it
just likes seeing those pretty eyes of yours welling up with tears :(
the overstimulation of his nipping words and the cock that was drilling mercilessly into your tight cunt making you sob out against him and he’s eating every single whimper and whine up
100% the type to laugh straight in your face when you beg him to slow down, only for your hips to rut up against him like a bitch in heat as soon as he does 
and you just so badly wanna punch him straight in his pretty face but you also wanna get dicked down so-
can get a little carried away sometimes though and doesn’t think before he speaks when his dick is fully seated inside your dripping heat
says shit like
“tell me why you deserve to cum and i’ll think about it.”
“aw, is my baby gonna cry? let me see those tears pretty girl.”
and you can’t even think about fighting back cause the way he’s twitching inside of you and kissing against your walls was all just too much
besides his mean words he’ll be mostly quiet with the occasional groan
mostly wants to hear how well he’s ruining you
as soon as your mouth is on him though he’s all over the place 
groans, curses, fucking w h i n e s
and he hates it sm
becomes a tad nicer when his dick is in your mouth cause he’d rather cum thank you very much
“fuck your mouth feels so good, keep taking me like a good girl.”
𝐘𝐀𝐍𝐆 𝐉𝐄𝐎𝐍𝐆𝐈𝐍
gets extremely embarrassed during sex so he’ll hold himself back a lot
buries his face in your neck while fucking into you, muffling his moans against your warm skin
doesn’t really talk a lot except for the occasional
“so pretty for me baby, so good.”
and other shit you can’t make out cause he’s just mumbling all over the place and groaning between his words and just soso pussy drunk
just wants to hear how good he’s making you feel :(
definitely mumbles a lot and stumbles over his words the closer he is to spilling into you
furrows his brows and clenches his jaw real tight when he finally paints your plush walls in his cum, holding his grunts back and you so badly wanna tell him to relax but the way his cock was slowly softening inside of you and warming your insides with his thick cum dripping past your folds had you so cock drunk cock that you couldn’t even find it in yourself to do so
becomes so whiney when your cunt tightens around his dick, the overstimulation of having just came while you continued to milk him making him grip the sheets next to your head - whimpering into your neck and he’s soso humiliated but he can’t even find it in himself to care as begs continue to spill from his lips 
10/10 the prettiest whines ever
the type to thank you after you suck his dick <3
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mess - k.sm
content: sub seungmin, dom reader, puppyplay, slight dumbification, use of a vibrator, overstimulation, multiple orgasms, slight degradation, humiliation, finger sucking, reader slaps seungmin once, begging, cum eating, reader’s sex is unspecified
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🎬 NSFW WARNING ❜︎ smut drabble with kim seungmin (skz). neutral dom reader x sub seungmin. kinks & acts included — handjob, overstimulation, praise. full oneshot to be posted.
His eyes flutter open again, a strained gasp leaving sloppy, parted lips when your grip on him tightens. Speeds up, instead of slowing to allow his body a chance of working through the relief. He doesn’t get to come down from that euphoric high — no opportunity to collect himself, regain the composure he’s so fond of shutting the world out with. You don’t let him, gaze zeroed in on jolted tears, and trembling hands knotting themselves in the sheets.
From a glance at his trembling mouth, you can tell he wants to say something. You hear that telltale hitch in his breath a few times, broken up by desperate panting and the wet slide of your hand on his cock (flushed, still hard despite cumming just moments earlier); but hardly anything coherent makes it out between soft whimpers and quiet huffs.
“Anything, right Seungminnie?”
“Can’t, c-can’t — I’m,” A stuttered whine, after another rough stroke makes his back arch and feet push against the mattress. You squeeze the hip your other hand has kept settled on, a muted reminder, eyes sharp as you watch another tear track a new path down his cheek. More are ready to overflow, a dam on the cusp of shattering.
“Sound so pretty for me, baby.” Your pace on his cock quickens, earning a choked whimper as you swipe your thumb over the slit. He’s unraveling, almost broken down to that soft, mindless headspace riding the waves of euphoria — no thoughts, no worries. A quiet serenity, of warmth and pleasure.
“One more. Can you do that, sweetheart? Be good, just give me one more.”
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pairing: chan x fem!reader genre: smut, soft!dom chan. content: 18+ minors dni. warnings below cut. word count: 4.1k
summary: you’re his best friend’s little sister. he’s obsessed with you, and you him. he has very good self control—until he’s forced to share a tent with you. forced proximity with corruption kink.
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Maknae Line: Love Languages and Sex
Wordcount: 6,250 words
Genre: Smut, headcanons and scenarios.
Includes: Skz maknae line members, female reader, dirty dialogues. Mentions of stress in Seungmin's scenario, and the tiniest bit of angst too.
Author's note: Finally, the maknae version is here! I know it took me a while, and I apologize, but here it is. This is all lovey-dovey, just sweet filth. I had tons of fun writing this, so I hope you guys like it. If you want, you can check out the Hyung Line version here. This is not proofread, and english is not my first language so I apologize in advance for any spelling or grammar mistakes. Enjoy!
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Smut warnings: Dirty dialogues and curse words. Use of petnames, mutual masturbation (for Jisung's scenario), oral sex, face fucking (for Felix's scenario), cum eating (for Felix's scenario), shower sex (for Seungmin's scenario), choking (for Jeongin's scenario), body cumshot (for Jeongin's scenario), also possessive Jeongin because I love him so much.
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Jisung: Physical Touch and Quality Time
"Is this one okay?”
Jisung has been scrolling for about 20 minutes over the movie catalog, trying to pick a movie for you to watch together.
A waste of time, you think. It’s not like you’re going to watch it anyways, and he knows it. But he still spares some of his time to try and find the right one, something you'd want to watch... or have as background noise while you two make out.
“Yeah,” the movie looks promising, but considering’s Jisung’s sneaky hand between your thighs while he mindlessly stare at the screen in front of you two, you’re really sure you’re not going to pay any attention to it. “That one’s good”.
Once the movie starts playing, you two settle in beneath the warm blankets with all sorts of snacks, candy and chips to munch from, happily enjoying each other's company.
Because of college and part-time jobs, it’s has been a while since you last enjoyed a chill, relaxed weekend with your boyfriend. Surely, he does everything he can to meet you throughout the week —a quick call between your classes to chat for a while, an unexpected invitation to eat or have dinner, driving to where you work so he can pick you up and drive you home… Jisung always finds a way to spend some time with you, even for ten or fifteen minutes.
That's why whenever you two are free for the day, he rushes up to your apartment, or ask you to meet in his, just so he can spend all day together with you. Sometimes you two go out and enjoy a nice dinner somewhere, followed by a late-night walk through Seoul’s streets. Some others, you’d rather spend your weekend at home, ordering take out and just unwinding together like you’re doing right now.
But almost always, such dates end with you two fucking like you haven’t seen each other in months.
“The screen is right in front of you, Ji,” you tease him, once you realize his undivided attention is all over you, and not the movie he allegedly chose because he has been meaning to watch it for a while now.
“I know,” he simply replies, tilting his head while his loving eyes keep staring at you.
You turn your face to him, defeated. “You know, ever since we started dating I’ve never been able to watch a 2-hour movie complete”.
Jisung smiles fondly, letting out a soft scoff. “Am I really the only one to blame?”
“That’s not the point!,” you can feel the heat in your cheeks when he says so, but you try your best to remain calm. “The point is that you’re not paying attention to the movie, and it’s really good”.
“Oh, so you’d rather watch the movie?” his teasing tone tells you that you’re most definitely not going to keep on watching the movie, not even if you tried.
And although you’re not a fortune teller, the sudden touch of his hand against your inner thigh proves you right.
“If this is what you wanted since the beginning, why bother spending hours looking for something to watch?” you hum, spreading your legs underneath the comforter, welcoming Jisung’s touch.
He gives you a mischievous look before returning his attention to the screen, leaving his hand between your thighs without doing anything further. 
“You know, you’re right,” he sighs, cuddling into his spot. “We should watch the movie, we’re almost halfway through it”. 
His touch isn’t foreign to your body, but that doesn’t mean you’ve gotten used to it. Every time he touches you, it feels like it’s the first time he ever does so. It feels like a spark of electricity, one that ignites your desire in no time.
“Yeah right,” you chuckle, shifting your position on the couch to get close to him. “You’re saying so like you’re not going to forget about the movie in 5 minutes”.
“Do you want to bet?”
Typical Jisung. His fun and always-down-for-a-challenge personality is probably one of the things that made you fall in love with him profoundly, so you smile at him. “Bet what? That you can’t keep your hands off of me?”
“You can’t keep your hands off of me,” he mocks you, staring at you with loving and playful eyes. “I’m just too handsome for you not to crave me all the time”.
You roll your eyes, but you know he’s right. There’s something enticing about him, something that captured your attention ever since the day you met him for the first time. You can’t think of going on a day without kissing him, or touching him, or letting him fuck you in every room of your apartment.
“Okay, okay, I think we’re even,” you tell him, leaving a quick peck on the corners of his lips. “You crave me just as much as I crave you”.
Jisung pouts because of the quick kiss, his hand moving from your inner thigh to your hip. “So we can forget about the movie, then?”
You chuckle softly, brushing your nose against his as he leans over your for another kiss. “It’s not that good, anyways”.
“No?” the dark-haired purrs against your lips, kissing you deeply while his tongue grazes yours. He only stops the kiss to let you breathe for a couple of seconds, but kisses you again right after. “Is this better?”
“A hundred times better,” you smile, still kissing him while his hand gets lost in the hems of your clothing.  
Next thing you know, the comforter has been discarded to the floor and Jisung's running out of clothes to take off from you, only leaving you in your underwear. His hands touch and grope your body like it’s the first time he touches it, like he is just exploring it despite knowing it very well.
Jisung always touch you like he has been craving it for ages, dragging his palms over the sides of your body and pressing you against his to feel you even more, completely at all. He kisses and licks your neck and chest, letting out quiet moans in between, enjoying your smell and the way your skin welcomes his love bites by turning shades of pink and red.
You latch your fingers onto his dark, soft hair when he slides your underwear to the side, his fingers immediately offering you the much needed stimulation. You do the same, sneaking your hand underneath his underwear to find his erected cock that is already leaking, practically begging for your touch.
“You got one thing wrong, though,” he murmurs in between kisses, shifting his position on the couch just slightly so that you can comfortably masturbate him while he does the same for you. “I don’t think it’s possible for you to crave me more than I crave you”.
“Do you want to bet?” you chuckle against his lips, drowning a moan when you feel his cock throbbing inside your fist.
The more you jerk him off, the sloppier Jisung’s fingers get, and the more he stimulates your clit, the slower the rhythm on your wrist —it’s a neverending moment. You’re kissing while pleasing each other, moaning in between, losing the pace of your ministrations as you both chase your highs, murmuring sweet nothings under your breathes, interrumpting the kisses to look at each other with lustful eyes and furrowed eyebrows, parted lips and quiet whimpers.
It doesn’t take you long to come in each other’s hands, making a mess of yourselves and your underwear. You’re now dirty, and practically naked, so Jisung can’t lose the opportunity to change his mind about the movie.
“Do you want me to run a bath for us, baby?”
You’re sure you know how that is going to end, but you can’t refuse.
Felix: Words of Affirmation and Quality Time
You both have been waiting for this exact moment ever since the last time you saw each other. Which was two days ago, but it felt like ages.
Tonight, you’re supposed to attend a dinner party of one of your closest friends, but you’re really struggling to get out of bed. Especially because it's Felix who's holding you hostage between his arms, pouting and whimpering every time you remind him of the very little amount of time left to get ready.
“Let’s ditch the dinner,” he tells you, snuggling underneath the bedsheets and wrapping his arms around your waist. “Let’s stay like this all night. What do you say?”
You throw a pillow at him and get free from his hold. Truth be told, you'd rather accept his proposal, but you can't ditch on this very close friends of you, especially on such an important occasion as a birthday is.
“Come on, Lix,” you murmur, walking towards the bathroom mirror to do your makeup. It had been a wise decision to take a shower before cuddling each other during the afternoon, otherwise you'd be more in a rush than you already are.
You hear him groan, and curse, and groan again until he meets you at the bathroom, joining you in the sink to brush his teeth and do a little bit of makeup.
When he approaches you, you notice his semi-hard bulge underneath his grey sweatpants as he relentlessly tries to fix and conceal it. Perhaps the cuddling session got to him, and he would rather stay at home and fuck you on every position known to mankind than going out and missing the warmth of your body.
You understand him, though.
“What?” he chuckles, his deep voice startling you minutes after being shamelessly looking  at his crotch. “Did you change your mind?”
Hadn’t been this a very close and dear friend of yours, you’d cancel them on the spot. But you really want to go, so the plan is still on.
However, it doesn't really matter if you get there a little late, does it?
“No,” despite your answer, the way you close your cosmetics bag mid-through your makeup confuses Felix. “But we can have fun of our own before meeting our friends, don’t we?”
His eyes widen just a little. “We’re not going to make it on time if we start,” he tells you, tilting his head flirtatiously towards you.
“The point is to be there,” you reply, planting a wet kiss on his freckled cheek. “I don’t mind if it takes us a little while to get ready”.
Felix wraps his arms around your body and holds you close to him, forcing your lips against his in a peck that quickly, turns into a heated french kiss.
He kisses oh so deliciously. Never too rushed, and never too sloppy. He kisses you slowly and roughly, fucking your mouth with his tongue and biting your lower lip in between, pulling it just in the slightest to earn a hiss from you.
“You’re only getting me harder,” Felix murmurs when you interrupt the kiss to breathe. Judged by the strong pressure against your thigh, you can only assume he’s right. “I’m gonna need to jerk off or else I'm going to spend the entire dinner like this”.
“Jerk off?” you query with knitted eyebrows, your hand playing with the hems of his sweatpants and underwear, “I’m right here, Felix”.
“I don’t want to ruin your make up,” it’s not fully done yet, but he doesn’t want to discard your efforts in what you had by now. The eyeliner and mascara were surely going to make a mess —last time he fucked you, you both realize it wasn’t as waterproof as they claimed them to be. “And I don’t want to make a mess out of you either”.
“I don’t care,” you whisper, leaving a trail of kisses from his lips, along his jaw and into the crook of his neck, “let me help you”.
“I won’t take responsibility for anything,” Felix warns you while not being able to divert his gaze from your figure that's currently kneeling in front of him. He rests his body against the edge of the bathroom countertop, with his back facing the mirror, and guides his fingers to your freshly brushed hair, “so you better start thinking about a new outfit option”.  
“Got it,” you hum, lowering his clothes to release his erection that's throbbing and pulsating inside your fist, begging for you to pay attention to it. “What about that black dress you like so much, huh? Should I wear that one tonight?”
Felix closes his eyes and throws his head back when he reminds the piece of clothing you’re referring to. Not only that, but the memory paired with the feeling of your warm tongue swirling against the tip of his dick earns you a deep moan from him.
“Y-yes,” he hisses, forcing his head down and opening his eyes to admire the whole scene. “But don’t expect me to keep my hands off of you tonight if you do”.
You smile while smacking his cock against your tongue, tasting the salty precum from his tip. He looks beautiful from this angle —his slightly sloping face is commanding, and his normally gentle eyes are now dark with desire.
“Like that,” Felix encourages you, grabbing a fistful of your hair while forcing your head back, “do that again for me”.
You stick out your tongue further and slap his cock against it yet again, making sure to put on a full show for him. You let drool fall into your chest, staining the dress you’re currently wearing —and the one you were supposed to use at the birthday dinner tonight— but you don’t do anything about it because you know how much Felix likes that.
“Fuck,” he sighs, guiding the grip on your hair towards his dick, asking you to take him fully inside your mouth. You follow compliantly, because that’s exactly what you want too. “You’re so- fuck, so fucking beautiful”.
Felix has a way with words. He's very vocal at all times, especially when it comes to sex —not a day goes by without him praising and complimenting you. That’s just one of the many ways he shows his love towards you, and he knows how much you love it.
“Since when does your pretty mouth can take me so well?” You hold your breath when your nose hits his pubic bone, drooling all over his cock as he says so. After much fooling around with Felix, your body has grown to know him fairly well, “you’re making me feel so good”.
You take his cock out of your mouth and continue stroking him using your own drool as lubricant, offering him a delicious friction that has him gripping the edge of the bathroom counter until his knuckles turn pale.
Felix does his best to keep his eyes open, staring down at you while you suck on his cock eagerly, demanding something he can only give you. He’s just about to give it to you, but he wants to elongate the moment as much as he possibly can.
“Look at me,” he demands, brushing a few strands of hair away from your face. “I want to come while looking at your face”.
You're definitely not the best looking right now, with all the drool spilling from your mouth and your eyeliner and mascara smudged, but Felix thinks you've never look prettier. He loves this side of you, the dirty one.
He caresses the side of your face with his thumb, wiping away a few tears running down your cheeks after taking all of his dick inside your mouth. “I love you so much,” Felix quietly moans, his words getting overshadowed by his heavy breathing, but still managing to reach your ears nonetheless. “I love you so- fuck, so fucking much”.
You smile against the tip of his dick and increase the movement of your wrist around him, getting yourself ready for his orgasm —an orgasm that doesn’t take too long to happen, shooting white ropes of cum onto your face and dress while he curses and whimpers your name under his breath.
After a couple of seconds of him overcoming his high, and you licking his arousal up until he’s clean, Felix helps you get up from the floor and kisses you just as deep as earlier, tasting himself off of your tongue.
“I’m fully convinced I want to marry you,” he chuckles against your lips, licking up some of his cum on your chin.
“Well, my hand looks a bit empty without a ring, you know?”
Seungmin: Acts of Service and Quality Time
When you called him, crying over the phone, Seungmin's heart was practically wrenched.
“I’m so- I’m so fucking stressed,” despite his efforts to try and talk to you, asking you what’s wrong, you just couldn’t begin to explain him that there was nothing, specifically, wrong. You just felt overworked and tired because of college, and you were having a hard time handling everything.
“Where are you right now?”
“College campus,” you tell him, trying your best to look collected while crying, sitting on a bench not too far from the main building. “I’m supposed to attend another class in like-”.
“I’m picking you up,” it's not a question nor a proposal. It's an affirmation, one that you're ready to argument.
“No, Seungmin. It’s okay, I-”
“You’re not okay, you’re crying,” his voice is filled with concern, and judged by the noises in the background you can tell he’s walking while on the phone. “Let me take care of you”.
You agree, but feel guilty immediately afterwards once you realize that he probably left everything he was doing just to meet you. You didn’t ask him to, but he showed up a couple of minutes later, picked you up and drove you to your apartment, staring at you from the side every now and then just to see if you were okay.
“I’m sorry,” you exhaled. “I overreacted, I don’t know why I cried like that and I- just wanted to talk to you, but I didn’t mean to worry you, it’s really not a big deal. I’m just stressed over college and that’s it”.
“You’re rambling,” he cuts you off, sweetly and delicately as he always does. It’s not that he doesn’t want to listen to you, because he always does, but he knows you have this habit of rambling whenever you’re anxious. “I drove all the way here because I wanted to be with you”.
“Yeah but-”
“Hamburger or pizza?”
“Huh?”
“What are you craving for dinner?” Seungmin has always said he is not very good with emotions, but you disagree —he might not be one to use words, but his actions always speak louder. “I’m craving pizza, but I don’t know if you’re down for that”.
“Pizza is good,” you reply. “But let me- I just want to apologize, really. I feel so fucking silly for throwing a tantrum like a child”.
“Child’s tantrums are way worse,” he interrupts you, but his voice is so soft and delicate that you can barely hear it over your rushed, disorganized speech.
“My point is that I’m sorry for crying on the phone like that. You didn’t need to do all this, and now I feel awful. It’s just college stress, nothing I can’t handle”.
“And my point is that I know you can handle everything, as you always do,” he reassures you, turning to face you at a red light, “but I want to help you handle everything, too. If you call me crying, I don’t see why I can’t rush out to you and take care of you, it doesn’t matter the reason behind those cries”.
There's a lump in your throat that threatens to make you cry again, but this time for all the opposite reasons. You’ve never felt this safe and loved until you met him.
“So pizza it is?”
He drives to your favorite pizza place and orders take out  —the sky is getting grey, and the wind is getting chill so he would rather have dinner at the coziness of your apartment. You both eat, unwind, talk about your day prior to meet each other, and enjoy the company that you desperately needed today.
“I think I’m going to take a shower,” you inform him after doing the dishes together. “I think it’ll help me sleep better”.
“Mind if I join you?” Seungmin asks you, drying his hands with a small, kitchen towel. “Both to shower and bed”.    
It’s not every day you get to sleep in the very same bed as him, so you agree without thinking it twice. Knowing you’ll get to spend the night with him makes you forget about all the daily stress already, so you’re grateful he’s sharing his time with you.
“Close your eyes,” he warns you with a smile and hands full with shampoo foam. You follow his order compliantly, and the next thing you feel are his hands massaging your scalp and hair with shampoo. “Close them!”
“I’m sorry,” you giggle, closing them immediately afterwards. “I just want to see you”.
“Let me rinse this off, alright?” he guides you underneath the shower faucet and starts wiping away all the foam, delicately caressing your face while the water rinses off a whole day of stress. “Don’t open them yet, or else it’ll sting”.
It’s practically impossible to ignore his touch and body pressing against yours throughout the whole interaction, and he probably notices this too —your nipples are hard, both from the stimulation and the feeling of warm water running through your body, and you can’t help but whimper every time they rub against his bare chest.
“There,” Seungmin murmurs, encouraging you to open your eyes. The first thing you see is his gaze underneath his dark, wet hair, followed by bright smile.  
You tip toe a bit to reach his pink lips, and you leave a wet peck in the corner of them. A quick, single kiss that makes Seungmin’s bright smile turn into a flirty, soft smirk.
He brushes a few wet strands of hair away from your face, and caresses your skin while tilting his head. You know he wants this, just as much as you want it too, but he probably felt too scared to make the first move, considering the wholesome moment you were sharing.
“Can I?” he’s leaning over you, with both of his hands cupping your cheeks and his lips dangerously close to yours.
“Please,” you nod, closing your eyes even before you felt him kissing you.
It starts of slow, but gets gradually deeper as he holds you tightly against him; the water is still running, but it feels ten times warmer now.
“I don’t want to ruin the moment like this,” you whisper, feeling your heart racing, “but I really want you to fuck me”.
“How could that ruin the moment?” Seungmin chuckles, guiding his hands to your ass.
“I don't know, you're being so sweet to me and all I can imagine is how it would feel to have you deep inside me right now,” you confess, wrapping your arms around his neck.
“You don’t have to imagine it, you know?” his hands guide you to turn around on your feet, and he presses his chest against your back until you’re trapped between him and the wall. You can feel his erection against your ass, and that alone has your pussy clenching around nothing, wishing it was his cock you were clenching around. “If you want, I can fuck you right here”.
You feel him kissing and nibbling at the skin on your shoulders and neck, and you immediately melt between his arms, “I want you”.
You can’t see him but, once he guides his hand to your core and feels your wetness, the soft scoff he lets out tells you he’s probably amused by your neediness. “You’re all ready for me, hm?”
You press your cheek against the cold, wall tiles, and arch your back a bit more —just enough to allow him a better access to your pussy. He places one hand on your hip, while the other guides the tip of his cock to your cunt, teasing your folds and rubbing it against your clit.
“Please fuck me,” you whine, laying both of your palms flat against the white tiles.
“Take a deep breath for me,” he latches his lips to your neck and the next thing you feel is a sudden stretch between your legs. You let out a painful moan, as you’re definitely not used to have him fucking you while standing.
It’s a challenge, really. The second you felt him entering you, your legs threatened to give up on your weight.
“Don’t worry,” Seungmin hisses once he bottoms out, feeling your walls hugging him tightly. He can feel how tense you are, trying hard to hold on to anything to prevent you from falling, “I’ll hold you tight, won’t let go of you, okay?”
You nod, barely frantically, and relax on the spot. You trust him Seungmin wholeheartedly, so you get completely carried away by the feeling of his cock hitting the right spot inside your pussy.
He reaches his hand forward, into the small space between your abdomen and the wall, and guides his fingers towards your clit, rubbing it gently while fucking you.
“J-just like that,” you moan. “I’m- I’m getting close”.
“Yeah?,” Seungmin purrs, managing to keep the pace between his thrusts and his fingers. “Come for me, then”.
You blame it on all the time you spent without being able to fuck with him because of your schedules, but truth is that Seungmin always makes you come really fast. He knows your body well enough by now, and he pleases you like no one has before. And could he not be? If he has spent hours and hours touching you, eating you out and fucking you so he can be the best at pleasing you.
“Seungmin,” you gasp, feeling your legs shaking and your mind dizzy. If you let go, you’re sure your face is going to meet the floor.
But, as if he could read your mind, he wraps his arm around you and holds you right in place, giving you all the support you needed. “Now,” he moans, “you can come”.
You finally let go between his arms, pressing your face against the wall while Seungmin takes care of everything —from helping you ride your high, to keep you standing on your feet.
He holds you while you overcome your orgasm, feeling your heart beats and the way you breath. He is close to coming as well, but you’re always his priority in moments like this.
Always so caring and sweet.  
Jeongin: Physical Touch and Gifts
[19:28, You: I’m here]
[19:28, You: Where are you?]
You stare at the big, white letters on top of the entrance of the store, and you can begin to guess what this urgent meeting is all about. It’s not the first time you visit it, and it is most definitely not going to be the last, you think.
There are a couple of people inside, people who make you feel as if you’re underdressed to go jewelry shopping —not that you had clothes to match the ocassion, but you didn’t expect to end your day standing outside one of Seoul’s most expensive stores.
“Hey!” Jeongin greets you from inside, smiling widely once he spots you. He walks towards you and the brightness in his eyes tells you that he's most definitely excited about something.
“What is it?” you immeditaly asked, catching his smile.
“I stopped by and I wanted to gift you something,” he grabs your hand and guides you inside the store, following a path and turning around every other table until you reach the jewels in exhibition he’s excited about, “I didn’t know which one you liked best, and I tried to take a picture of them but the camera didn’t make them any justice”.
“What’s the occasion?”
“You,” Jeongin tilts his head. “You’re the most beautiful woman I know, and these are the most beautiful necklaces I’ve seen in my entire life. Is only fair for you to have them”.
“I don’t- These are too expensive,” you furrow your eyebrows, not knowing the final price of each and confident you're better off without that information.
“So?”
“I can’t accept one,” you shake your head. Your eyes encounter an emerald and diamond necklace that’s too stunning it caught your attention —Jeongin has good taste, you have to give him that.
But said taste it’s also very expensive, so you’re not sure that works out.
“What about all of them?”
Your eyes widen in shock, and you playfully hit him in the arm, “you’re so unserious!”
“I mean it,” the dark-haired smiles, tilting his head at you. “Either you pick the one you like the most, or I’ll buy all of them for you”.
Jeongin never gifts you things expecting anything in return —if anything, the only thing he expects when he buys you jewelry, or clothes, or anything, is that you put them to use.
You’re still not used to this kind of love language, but he tries everything to make you feel comfortable.
“Are you sure?” you hesitate, and he nods eagerly, wondering which one is the one you like best. “That one, the one with the emerald”.
“Pretty,” he smiles, “just like you”.
He takes care of the bill, and you keep on staring at the rest of the jewelry exhibited around the store. To be honest, you’re curious about the price, but you’d rather stay ignorant than feeling guilty about the money he spends on you.
Then, Jeongin sees you admiring a bracelet for quite some time, and he makes a mental note to go back and buy it for you on the next occasion. He knows love can be expressed in many, many ways, but a gift is never out of place.
“Let’s go back to my place, yeah?” he asks you, grabbing your hand as you walk through the mall. “I can pick up dinner and we can spend the night together, what do you say?”
“Sounds good to me,” you smile, trying to keep up the pace with his long legs.
Once you get home, and you unwind together, Jeongin brings the small, white bag with the red, velvet box inside it. You saw the necklace on your way to his apartment, but you didn’t try it on.
“It’s beautiful,” you whisper, admiring the shine of it from every angle. “I’m not- sure how to style it”.
“Pretty sure you’ll find a way,” Jeongin smiles with his eyes fixed on the jewel. “You make everything look pretty”.
“Thank you,” your gaze meets his, and you can tell how sincere and genuine he is. Your heart skips a bit when you spot that spark in his eyes again, and your curiosity makes you question him once again. “What?”
“Let me put it on you,” he tells you, standing up from the dinner table and walking towards you, taking away the velvet box off of your hands, “come here”.
You follow him into his room, that’s barely illuminated because of the street lights and a small lamp on top of his nightstand. You stand in front of a big, full-length mirror, and he stands right behind you, holding the necklace with one of his hands while he makes eye contact with you through the mirror.
“Wait, just let me-,” he motions for you fix your hair out of the way, and once you’re done he he places the necklace around you. “There”.
The necklace is very, very pretty on you. So pretty that, for a minute, you completely forget about the outfit you’re wearing, and how it doesn’t match Jeongin’s gift at all.
“Thank you,” you chant again, caressing the jewel as you watch it become your most prized possession. “It’s just- beautiful. I don’t want to take it off, ever”.
“Then don’t,” he murmurs, placing a kiss on your naked shoulder. “Wear it all the time, let everyone know who gave it to you”.
You turn around on your feet and wrap your arms around his neck with a cheeky smile. “What for?”
“So everyone can know you’re mine,” his siren eyes are staring deep into yours, and that alone is enough to arouse you. Not only that, but the implied possessiveness under these kind of gifts is making you feel some kind of way.
“Everyone knows I am yours already,” you whisper, leaning in for a kiss. “I don’t need to wear a necklace for that”.
“But it’s fun, isn’t it?” Jeongin asks you, “everytime you feel the necklace around your neck, you can think of those times where my hands have done the job”.
You feel the heat rising up to your cheeks almost immediately, and you wonder if he can tell.
“The necklace is very pretty, but you like my hands way more, don’t you?” again, the filthy question makes you a bit timid, but you still nod.
“See? I don’t need expensive jewels to be happy,” you chuckle softly, planting a quick kiss on his lips. He responds the kiss with one much more steamy, one that actually makes you gasp for air in between.
“So what is it that you need, hm?” he teases you, cupping either side of your face with his big hands.
“You know what,” the complicit smile on your lips is the consent Jeongin needs to guide his hand from your face to your neck, squeezing it slightly as he applies pressure to the sides of it. The harder he chokes you, the wider you smile.
“Is this enough to make you happy?” judged by his cold gaze, and the deeper tone of his voice, you know you have Jeongin exactly where you want him.
“I’m missing something else,” you quietly murmur, just as much as his grip around your neck allows you to. “Can you give it to me?”
“What is it that you’re missing?” he asks you, a twisted smile peeking through the corners of his lips, “tell me, and I’ll give it to you”.
Jeongin knows exactly what you’re talking about, and what you’re referring to, but he menas every word he says. If there’s something you’re missing, he’d travel the whole world just to give it to you. If there’s something you want, all you have to do is ask.
“Your cock,” you finally tell him.
In the blink of an eye, you’re both naked in his bed and he’s hovering over you, positioning himself between your legs while he bites his bottom lip. You’re still wearing the necklace, as a request for him, and it feels somewhat heavy on your chest. It will probably weight heavy from now on, everytime you wear it, because it will remind you of how good of a lover Jeongin is to you.
“It looks so good on you,” he hisses, coating the tip of his cock with your slick. You’re so slippery, and warm, and inviting that he can’t spend another second without being buried deep inside your pussy. “You- look so good like this, with your legs spread for me”.
You moan at his words, wrapping your legs around his waist and forcing him to bottom out inside you, desperately wanting to feel all of himself.
“F-fuck”.
“So tight,” Jeongin whispers, closing his eyes while assimilating the stimulation your body provides.
He starts off slow and only goes rougher once he’s sure you’re ready for it. He wraps his hand around your neck and chokes you while fucking your pussy, admiring the diamond resting on top of your bouncing breasts.
The necklace is even prettier like this, he thinks.
“Right there,” you gasp, closing your eyes shut while your orgasm hits you unexpectedly. You writhe underneath him, digging your nails on his biceps. He fucks you even faster through your orgasm, making you spill a tear or two —not only he is a good lover, but he fucks oh, so well too.
You moan his name over and over again, thanking him in between. The ravages of your high are hitting you, as well as the painful overstimulation, but you don’t want him to stop. You want him to come inside you, to fill you up until he’s leaking out; however Jeongin has other plans in mind.
“Can I- come, on you?”
You’re not sure what he means, as he usually finishes inside you, but you still nod desperately, wanting whatever it is that he wants.
So he thrusts himself inside you a couple of times before pulling out, kneeling over you while stroking his cock and driving himself to his orgasm. You stare at him with dreamy eyes, aroused by the heavenly sight he’s offering you —there’s something enticing about his facial features when he comes, how they sharpen and his eyes get pitch black.
“Fuck,”  he curses under his breath as he comes over your breasts, spilling his hot cum all over them and the necklace.
You didn’t understand his petition until now, that you realize the diamond is covered with his arousal, glistening even brighter under the dim lights of his room.
“You made a mess,” you chuckle, staring at your tits.
“I just wanted to make sure you're going to remember who gave you this”.
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fanficsienjoy · 9 months
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a/n: a little 2min x reader thing i wrote at 1am because @gimmeurtmi is a little enabler and sent me into a spiral (i love u wife). it's just my need to have the boys i'm in love with also be in love with each other.
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dating both seungmin and minho was an interesting experience in almost all aspects. 
the two were, quite literally, like cat and dog. they bicker constantly, provoking one another just to get a rise out of it, but still insanely protective of one another. they’d been friends for longer than either of them had known you, a history there that you could never understand no matter how hard you tried to. they were roommates after all, they spent more time with each other than they did with anyone else. 
you fell in love with them at the same time. they were a constant from day one, wiggling their way into your life until they found a home there. they were unusual, they were frustrating, they were wonderful. a mixture of emotions that you couldn’t quite wrap your head around - maybe that’s why it took you so long to notice. 
they were flirting. 
their bickering was their ploys for attention, their jabs at each other were their ways of showing affection, their protective streaks were their way of saying i see you, i care about you, please be okay. 
it frustrates you that it took you months to realize this. months of sleeping over, alternating whose bed you ended up in at the end of the day. now, lying wide awake next to a softly snoring minho, the puzzle pieces finally line up and you’re stuck with the slowly spiraling thought that the two stupid men you fell in love with were also in love with each other. 
you hear soft footsteps outside of the room followed by the squeak of minho’s doorknob turning, and you close your eyes and level your breathing. you didn’t want to see kim seungmin right now. you didn’t want to speak to kim seungmin right now. 
he pads to the bedside table, quiet as possible to not wake you or minho. you hear the click of minho’s bedside lamp and the orangey glow behind your eyelids disappears.  
seungmin can’t sleep with the lights on, even the softest glow from the crack beneath his door bothers him. his room is always shrouded in darkness, the thickest blackout curtains lining his windows and covers over every charging cable. 
“stupid hyung,” he mutters, sliding out of the room as fast as he entered it. 
this is something you’ve seen him do often. he would sneak into minho’s room, slick and quiet, and turn the lights off. he would never bring it up to minho, never scold him for leaving the lights on and disturbing his sleep. 
seungmin can’t sleep with the lights on. minho knows this. minho, for all of his teasing and general i-don’t-give-a-fuck facade, he remembers these tiny details. he would never do something purposefully that would harm someone else’s health, especially kim seungmin’s. 
he’s been leaving the lights burning on purpose. just so seungmin has to come into his room and then them off. just so he has a little pocket of interaction to hold close. and seungmin has been letting him. seungmin was never one to hold back from complaining to minho about his behavior, from the way he leaves his shoes just an inch away from the rack to the way he breathes too loud during movie nights. so, why does he not complain about this? why does he not barge in and wake minho up in his frustration instead of creeping in and out like a ghost?
because they love each other, your traitorous brain supplies. 
you’re still pretending to be asleep when you hear minho sigh and roll over, his hand coming to cover his face. you can hear the smile in his breath, and you’re sure that if you opened your eyes you’d be able to see the fiery red burning in his ears, even in the dark. interesting. 
this stays with you for days. weeks. you know you spend a little too much time staring at them now, but you can’t help it. if they notice, they don’t bring it up to you. 
you start staying awake later on the days that you’re in minho’s bed, just to get a glimpse of seungmin coming in and out of the room. sometimes, he would turn off the light quickly and leave just as fast. other times, he would take a second to stare at minho’s face with heavy eyes, pausing for longer than necessary before turning and walking away. on rare occasions, when he notices that the blankets have shifted away, he pulls them over an exposed knee or elbow or foot, tucking minho in like he’s a child that needs to be coddled. 
minho wakes up sometimes. he sighs like he’s in school and he’s experiencing his first crush, every single time. other times he remains fast asleep, mumbling lightly in unintelligent syllables. but every day that seungmin visits his room, he wakes up utterly content and pleased. 
a month into this routine you’ve had enough. you don’t know how long this has been going on for, but you know that you’re ready for it to end. 
“talk to him,” you say to minho before bed as you run your fingers through his hair in what you hope is enough to comfort him. 
“talk to who?” he asks, voice trembling around the edges. he’s playing ignorant, when you know he knows exactly who you’re talking about. 
“he feels the same, you know that?” you keep your voice soft, not wanting to spook him. he spooks easily, like a kitten. “the three of us are already dating each other. it’s just that you two don’t know it yet.”
“what if he says no?” he forces out, avoiding your eyes as he fiddles with his fingers. 
“he won’t. trust me?” you hold out a pinkie and he links his own with it with a slow nod. 
it takes him longer to go to sleep, this time. you can hear his uneven breathing under your head from where it’s pillowed on his chest, and it jumps when he hears his bedroom door creak open. 
seungmin moves to the light and clicks it off, but before he could back away minho’s eyes flutter open and he grabs seungmin’s hand. 
“hyung?” seungmin squeaks out, frightened at being caught for the first time. that he knows of. 
“you came all this way just to turn off a light,” minho starts, words slow and tentative like he’s testing out the flavor of them on his tongue before he speaks them. “might as well stay. there’s room for you, in here.”
not the confession you were hoping for, but you suppose it’ll do, for now. he folds back the blanket a bit, enough to signal the invitation but not enough to be embarrassed about if he was rejected. 
“you want me?” seungmin’s voice is too shocked for how smart he is. why can’t these boys see what’s in front of them?
“get in the bed, seung,” you jump in, not willing to witness the awkward stumbling that those two were about to engage in. you had plenty of time for that tomorrow, in the daylight. “he wants you to.”
so seungmin does. he gets in quietly, and minho wriggles a bit closer to you to make room. despite minho’s claim, it’s a tight fit, but when minho throws and arm around seungmin and pulls him into his chest so that the two of you were mirrored images of one another it works. 
minho’s smile almost outshines seungmin’s, both blinding the room in the kind of light that doesn’t need flame or electricity. 
the next morning, seungmin claims that it was the best sleep he’s had in a while. minho claims that it’s usually a little too cold, and having two personal heaters instead of one was better. you roll your eyes at them, but when they shyly kiss over the kitchen table you’re the happiest you’ve ever been. 
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HOW EACH SKZ MEMBER TREATS YOU AS THEIR BFF
you’re friends with stray kids but which friend in the group are they?
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BANG CHAN ✩
the supportive friend
• encourages you whenever you need it
• both lean on each other the most
• on your best and worst days, he’s there for you to hug.
• thats not all! you both are lunch date buddies!!
• you guys take turns on choosing where to eat and who pays (though he insists he should)
• the lunch dates are a good way to make sure each of you are eating everyday
• you also bring him snacks and drinks when he’s overworking himself at the studio
LEE KNOW ✩
the teasing friend (act surprised)
• teases you 24/7
• its his way of showing he’s comfortable with you
• teases you extra hard on days he feels you’re not paying attention to him :(
• you throw light jabs back (but tbh you like to give him the illusion that he has the upper hand)
• uses his humor to make you feel better on bad days or when you’re in an uncomfy situation
• minho secretly likes it because of the pout you always give
CHANGBIN ✩
the flirty friend
• has the biggest platonic crush on you
• sneaks a compliment in almost conversation
• there isnt a time when you and the boys go out that changbin isnt wrapping his arms around your waist
• you enjoy it (hello?? ofc you do, binnie is so hot and sweet)
• you like to flirt back but ultimately get too shy
• he’s the friend who helps you escape bad dates or people uncomfortably flirting with you
• #1 yn protector
HYUNJIN ✩
the gossipy friend
• whether its on the phone, facetime or in person.. you guys are telling each other the DRAMA.
• the rest of skz hate when you guys are next to each other bc you guys cant stop gossiping
• as you guys should!! hyunjin just knows too much idol drama! and you want in!
• even have code names for people, including the rest of skz
• you guys also stay up late binging kdramas
• hyunjin insisting the only way you guys can comfortably watch kdramas is if you cuddle
• bestest best friends
HAN JISUNG ✩
the fun friend
• if you need to feel stress-free, its jisung you go to, vice versa.
• you’re each others happy pills
• inside jokes for dayssss
• the members are lowkey jealous that you and jisung have so many inside jokes
• watching anime and playing mobile games is a must between you two
• jisung loves that he’s who makes you this happy
• feels prideful and brags about it to the boys
• “i took y/n out.. again. we had sooo much fun”
• “whatever you say, jisung”
• have a secret handshake with each other
FELIX ✩
cuddle buddy
• you know that friend you have where you can act however you want with? free of judgement? thats him.
• “where’s felix” “probably latching on to y/n”
• being in lix’s arms brings the fuzziest feeling to you
• felix loves skinship so whenever you ask him for cuddles, he gets excited
• you have a special message you text if you ever feel like cuddling and he’s not there
• 🧸?
• you always have open arms for lix too
SEUNGMIN ✩
“we hate each other but not really” friend
• this ongoing facade you and seungmin have is what makes your friendship special
• banter is how you guys express your love
• “get away, you smell”
• “that not what you said when you were hugging me last night, seungmin”
• “i hugged you because you begged”
• after every offhand comment, there’s a smile placed on both your faces
JEONGIN ✩
hype man
• “jeongin can you tell me how this outfit looks”
• will hype you up and make you feel the best
• jeongin loves making you feel good about yourself
• takes you shopping and never lets you pay
• lets you borrow his clothes
• you also hype him up before award show or concert
• you help jeongin not be insecure about how he may sing or dance
• “thanks, y/n. love you”
pssst you can send requests whenever. hope you enjoyed!
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BETWEEN
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PAIRING: minho + chan x fem!reader GENRE: smut. fluff. f2l. roommates au. threesome/poly. CONTENT: 18+ minors dni. WORD COUNT: 5k
SUMMARY: Your two roommates are your best friends in the world. You’d also love nothing more than to be sandwiched between them. Queue tension and smut with feelings.
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It’s laundry day, a day you’ve put off a little long. You end up grabbing a shirt from Minho’s clean clothing he’d left in the dryer to throw over your head as you wait for your own load to finish. Neither of them were around. You’re leaning over the counter to grab a paper towel when the front door opens. You peak around the corner just as Chris is throwing his shoes aside. Okay, this is fine. The shirt is just long enough to hang over the tops of your thighs, covering the pale blue underwear you’d slept in.
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Skz Dorms
Seungmin : Do you take constructive criticism ?
Minho : Look me in the eye and tell me if I look like I take constructive criticism .
In another room
Changbin : Do you take constructive criticism ?
Felix , already crying : Yea , what is it ?
In yet another room
I.N : Do you take constructive criticism ?
Hyunjin : Cash or Card only bitch
In YET another room
Chan : Do you take constructive criticism ?
Jisung : I absolutely fucking do not !
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❥get you alone (m)
↳ In which your new job as the company financial advisor makes one thing loud and clear: the no dating the talent policy is one that is quite frequently disregarded.
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bang chan x fem!reader — coworkers to lovers, idolverse, forbidden romance, explicit sexual content. [6k wc] cws: alcohol consumption, penetrative sex (unprotected), creampie, rough sex, Chan wants it bad-bad, Bang Chan has a Big Dick.
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Starting the new job in the summer would be good.
This is what you told yourself when you begrudgingly hauled all of your belongings across Seoul in the blazing heat, for a move that took all of fourteen hours – from start to finish, and even with the help of some friends. It didn’t feel like it would be good then, but you had to hold onto the self-imposed reassurance that it would eventually be good. Autumn was right around the corner, after all, and a shiny new loft apartment in an excellent spot in town was hard to say ‘no’ to, especially given the salary increase you were taking on to top it all off.
Your friends constantly prodded you with jokes the whole day about how lucky you were – to be working alongside idols. You insisted that this were hardly the case as someone working in finance of all things. Not exactly the glitz and the glam of microphones and high heels. You insisted that the chances of you meeting anyone all too often were slim to none, much to their displeasure.
You wanted that to be true. You genuinely thought it would be.
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