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Monster Under My Bed [Tentacle Monster/Chanlix]

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🕯Summary:

Chan wanted to release some tension after a long comeback. Little did he know, tentacles will be included. P.S. Felix joins too

🔗https://archiveofourown.org/works/39073695 [this link redirects you to the ao3 post of this one-shot from early 2022, my writing style since then has changed and this post is a rewrite]

🌹CW

💌 This is a work of fiction, I by all means don't force ship anyone. They have the right to love whomever they want.

🍄Wordcount: 1.7K

Soft whimpers and mewls echoed within the room, the scent of arousal soaking into the sheets. Chan moaned, biting his blanket to muffle his sinful desires. Sweat coated his skin, causing his hair to be matted against his forehead. He groaned, mouthing into his pillow "Fuck," he cursed, rutting his hips. A sharp whine escaped his lips as he palmed his clothed cock. Chan sat up, head spinning from the pleasure. "Oh god," he keened, staring at the ever-growing stain on his sweats. He kneeled, tugging off his sweats "Ah," he winced, shivering at the chill breeze making contact with his burning skin. Chan wrapped his hand around his length, pumping it at a teasingly slow pace. He trailed his other hand up his chest towards his neck. A shuddered gasp spilt as Chan held the sides of his neck. His thumb and ring finger pressed into his sweet spots. Adding slight pressure to his airway. Chan's head fogged with the urge to climax. He groaned, quickening his pace. Pumping his cock with more vigour and need. Chan's body trembled, eyes rolling back as his mouth slacked into a perfect oval. Just as his orgasm reached the brink, Chan stopped, gripping the base of his cock "F-fuck," he stuttered, thighs quivering. He gave out a trembling chuckle, "My god," he whispered, taking in a deep inhale. He leaned his back against the bed frame, stroking his cock at a languid pace. Chan grabbed a bottle of lube and popped open the cap. He hissed, pouring the cold liquid onto his throbbing cock. Chan clenched his jaw, dipping his index finger between the slit of his aching cockhead. He keened, covering his moans with the back of his hand. He whimpered, easily bringing himself back to the brink. "Fuck fuck fuck," he slurred, twisting his cockhead within his tightened fist. Chan cried, forcing a dry orgasm from his body "Ah sh-shit," he wailed, watching his precum dribble down his length through his tear-laced eyes.

Lost in the pleasure, he didn't notice the dripping slick pooling by the edge of his bed. Chan knocked his head against his bed frame, his chest raising to catch some air. He hummed, sinking his nails into the sheets. Chan stretched out his legs, flinching when he felt something cold make contact with his feet. "What the fuck," he whispered, head still dazed from his edged orgasm. Tentacles began slithering up the sides of his bed soaking his sheets with their ooze.

Chan gasped, fear snapping him out of his daze. He tried to move away from the slicked tentacles but to no avail. The tentacles caught his wrists and ankles, bonding him to bed. He grunted, viciously tugging himself free, all those hours in the gym should've been able to help him but a mysterious tentacle monster seems to be stronger than a mere human. Chan shivered, skin pricking at the cold slick coating his thighs. He gasped as the tentacles wrapped around his heated cock. Chan whimpered arousal pooling into his abdomen at the temperature difference. The tentacles lifted him up, manhandling him on his stomach. Chan mewled, feeling slick spill down his chest to his chin. The ooze dripped into his parted mouth, he tried to spit it out but more continued to spill. Chan moaned, feeling his body heat up "Fuck," he slurred, head foggy with haze once more. He whimpered, face buried into his pillow "You can do whatever you want with me, I don't care anymore," he said, feeling his body grow heavier. The tentacles pressed against his back, loosening the knots in his shoulders, A small smile etched on his lips, almost forgetting that he was being held by a tentacle monster. Chan opened his eyes, not realizing he had them shut. He gasped, shivering as the tentacle traced his rim. Chan had experience with anal before but the sheer girth of the tentacle was bigger than any toys he had ever owned. He gripped the sheets beneath his palms, bracing himself for the intrusion. The tentacle produced more slick, thrusting only the tip into Chan's hole. Chan mewled, practically sinking his face into the pillows. The tentacles waited for Chan to relax before pushing themselves deeper inch by inch. Soft moans and whimpers, escaped Chan's lips when the tentacles dilated their girth, stretching his rim further. Drool coated his cheeks, accompanied by the thick sticky ooze. He cried, feeling his body ache from the amount of pleasure enveloping his being. The tentacles kept a constant pace, thrusting deeper. Chan's jaw locked when the tentacles brushed against his pulsing prostate. A subtle bulge could be seen protruding under his skin. "Ah ah ah," he moaned, getting closer to his prolonged orgasm. The tentacles kept their aim on Chan's swollen bud, fucking him to his orgasm. Chan let out a strangled scream, his body quivering from his mild-blinding climax. Cum squirted onto the sheets, adding to the fluids beneath him. Chan cried as the tentacles removed themselves from his warmth.

His rim gaped, pulsing around nothing but the cold air. Chan stayed plaint, body too weak to move. He sniffled, nuzzling his pillow "Hgh," Chan whimpered, baring his vulnerable body. The door swung open, and Felix stood stunned "What the hell," he exhaled, eyes widening. Chan cried, shame and arousal pooling in his stomach at the thought of being caught by his favourite dongsaeng. Felix stepped closer, watching as the tentacles made their way towards him.

Chan whined, hair dripping with traces of slick and bodily fluids. Felix ran his fingers through Chan's hair "Hyung, it's okay," he coaxed, kissing Chan's forehead. He shifted Chan on his back and rubbed his stomach. Chan groaned at the soreness, holding onto Felix's hand. Excess slick spilt past his gaping rim from the position he was in. Felix noticed, stroking Chan's cheek "Sweet thing got ruined by a tentacle monster didn't he?" he whispered, booping Chan's nose. Chan nodded, feeling his cheeks burn from the memory. Felix chuckled, tracing his finger down Chan's chest. He brought his touches to Chan's neglected pecs, fingers brushing his hardened nipples. "Did you like being ruined, little one? Being an obedient little toy for the monster under your bed?" he asked, cooing as Chan nodded his head with vigour. "So sweet," Felix said, licking his lips. Chan moaned, arching his back into Felix's hand. "Baby, do you want to see me get ruined while I suck your cock?" he panted, cock throbbing under his shorts. Chan whined, nodding at Felix's suggestion "Pl-please," he keened. Felix groaned, shrugging off his clothes and positioning himself between Chan's legs "Such a pretty boy," he praised, kissing Chan's inner thighs. Felix arched his back, hooking his arms under Chan's legs "You have my permission," he whispered, marking Chan's skin. The tentacles, slithered up Felix's calves, coating them in their ooze. He shivered, nosing Chan's pulsing cock "Cold," he hissed, kissing up Chan's girth. The tentacles split into two, one focusing on Felix's throbbing length and the other teasing his hole. Felix groaned, licking the precum dribbling from Chan's slit. He smirked, making eye contact with Chan before wrapping his lips around his cock. Chan wailed from overstimulation, pain blurring with pleasure. Felix moaned, slacking his jaw to deep-throat Chan's length. The tentacles took the opportunity to push themselves into Felix's tight rim. He whimpered around Chan's girth, causing Chan's cock to fuck past his throat barrier. Felix moaned, bobbing his head with need. Chan held his grip on Felix's hair, tears spilling down his cheeks. The tentacles pressed harshly against Felix's swollen prostate, quickening their tempo.

Felix's eyes rolled back, cries muffled by Chan's girth stretching his lips. Chan bucked his hips, making Felix gag "So cl-close," he whimpered, clawing the sheets. Felix hollowed his cheeks, bringing Chan to his orgasm. Felix sucked the sticky warm cum coating the insides of his mouth. Strings of white dripped down his lips as he pulled off. The tentacle continued its abuse on Felix's prostate, forcing his orgasm out of him with a sharp whimper. They massaged the sensitive bundle of nerves until he had nothing else to give. Felix mewled, resting his head on Chan's inner thigh. Utterly defiling the bed sheets. Chan ran his fingers through Felix's hair, eyes closed from exhaustion. Felix whined as the tentacles pulled themselves out, slick dripping from his ruined rim. The bed sheets had to be thrown none of the linen was salvageable. The tentacles shifted, moulding into a human-like figure. The monster walked into Chan's bathroom with familiarity. It turned on the tap, setting it to warm. The monster waited for the tub to fill up before walking back to the bed. It lifted the duo up, cradling them cautiously. The monster gently laid their bodies in, making sure their heads wouldn't sink in. It removed the fluid-stained sheets and cases, before changing them into a clean bed set. The monster went back into the bathroom, it lathered soap on their bodies, cleaning the ooze off their skin. Chan held his sleepy grip around Felix's torso, sinking into the warmth surrounding his body. The monster cleaned the rims, coaxing out every last drop of slick. It lifted Chan out first, drying him up with a warm towel before tucking him under the new blankets. The monster poured a glass of mouthwash for Felix, it nudged him softly. Felix parted his sleepy eyes and gurgled the mouthwash before sinking back to sleep. It did the same as it did to Chan; drying and tucking Felix under the clean blankets. The monster took out Chan's oversized hoodies and gently dressed their sleepy bodies. The duo snuggled into each other with Felix wrapping his legs around Chan's torso. The monster stared at them for a bit before kissing the top of their head as a sign of thanks. It pulled the curtains, making sure the room was dark before slipping back under the bed.

Minho woke up a while later and knocked on Chan's door "Hyung have you seen, Bokkie?" he asked, peeking his head into the room. Minho walked towards Chan's bed and ran his fingers through their damp hair. He furrowed his eyes in question but shrugged, thinking that they perhaps took a late shower. "It wouldn't hurt to let them sleep a while longer, I'll wake them up before lunch," he mumbled, picking up the laundry basket in the corner of the room. Minho flinched at the sudden dampness on his hand "What the fuck," he cursed, closing Chan's door behind him before walking off to the laundry room.

Glowing green eyes could be seen from under Chan's bed, all you have to do is pay attention.

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cheerstotheelites-if · 10 months

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Any ROs!

"I nearly lost my mind when I thought that I've lost you."

I had to think about real hard who to choose here, hence the delay 😭

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I fall apart And when I fall apart I'm no one else's You own my heart You own my heart like no one else's

– Lvr Boy - awfultune

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"Ah, shit." Eliseo grimaces as he shakes off some dirt from his clothes. To end the day with collapsing an old building to kill something would be something that only happens in movies. Unfortunately, Eliseo has a tendency to make those chaotic fantasies come true.

"Should've burnt the house." He grumbles to himself, spitting out some dust that got into his mouth with a disgusted look. Looking around, the expanse of the prairie under the dim moonlight, he stands alone. No matter where he turned, the grasslands are kind enough to wave at him in greeting.

...

Hope you got out safe.

...

Sighing, Eliseo stretches a bit with a small groan, before his arms fall slack beside him. He spins for a moment, stops at a random direction, then starts walking. No idea where he's going, but it's better than to stay out in the open.

It's quiet.

Only the grass being crunched under his feet and the rustle of small plants were the only noises. Save for the occasional night critter that passes by, nothing else made a noise. He reaches for his phone from his pocket, stopping in his tracks when he doesn't feel it. He pats his other pocket, throws his head back to the sky, and lets out a frustrated groan.

"Of course." He lets out an exasperated sigh and rubs his face. As he fumes out a healthy string of curse words, he starts walking again.

...

He doesn't know how long it's been since he started.

The moon's way higher up now, and his legs have been aching for a while now. His throat's dry and sweat coats his neck and back. His eyes are fighting to stay open despite his mind trying to shut everything down.

Gods, maybe he is gonna die in the middle of bumfuck nowhere. His moms will wonder if he's ran away and try to look for him, unaware that he's in a place neither of them went to. Everyone else he burnt his bridges with would probably be happy to know about his death. Zeph and Weylyn would be heartbroken, of course.

Then there's you.

...

He must be hallucinating from thinking about you so much in his fatigued state that he swears he just heard your voice calling out to him. It was faint at first, and he just ignored it as he continued walking.

Then it got louder.

And closer.

His ears perk up upon hearing rapidly approaching footsteps. Stopping in his tracks, he turns his head and—

An audible "OOF" escapes him as the air gets knocked out of him from the sudden hug he's tackled into. He falls back onto the grass, groaning in pain.

"What the fuck." Eliseo looks down, frowning, but halts upon meeting your tear stained eyes looking up at him.

"I nearly lost my mind when I thought I lost you." You sniffled, burying your face in his chest as you hug him tight.

A sigh of relief leaves Eliseo's lips as his head falls back to the ground. One of his hand reaches up and pats your back lazily in a soothing manner.

"I told you," he chuckles, "I'm a stubborn piece of shit."

"And an asshole for scaring me half to death." You added, voice a bit muffled.

"That too." Eliseo gazes up at the sky before him, stars twinkling in the colorful cosmos of beyond. "... I'm sorry for scaring you."

You shake your head and rest your cheek on his chest. "You're alive, Eliseo. That's what more important, really."

He nods, swallowing a lump that formed in his throat. "I guess so."

#prompt #MC #Eliseo

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personasintro · 4 years

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busted | kth drabble

SYNOPSIS; you can't say no to your boyfriend, but maybe you should've have this time – only if you knew his friends hear you.

PAIRING: taehyung x reader

GENRE: fluff, smut

WORD COUNT: 1.6k

WARNINGS: unprotected sex, strong language

A/N: this way requested by the sweet anon, a request that's been in my inbox for some quite time. honestly, this is trash but if you enjoy reading it, yaaay!

“Come on, doll.” Taehyung says through his clenched teeth, gripping your skin even tighter while you arch your back for him as much as you can.

The sheets that are clutched in your fists are dampened with your sweat while he keeps hitting your walls in the most incredible way. You’re gasping and groaning into the mattress of Taehyung’s bed, vision going black from the pleasure he gives you. He’s twitching inside of you, getting too close to his own release as his movements are set in animalistic pace.

With the last drag of his cock, you’re cumming undone in the form of moan of your boyfriend’s name. You’re completely soaked with sweat, your dripping core exposed while he slowly pulls out, your hole clenching around nothing. Whining at the feeling of emptiness, he’s quick to turn you around as your back hits the mattress. Just the sight of him grabbing himself and jerking himself off the edge is enough to make you needy again, but you know you don’t have time for any more games. So, you spread your legs to him exposing your core to him as he watches your own cum dripping down your hole, staining his dark blue sheets.

“Fuck,” he curses, setting even faster pace with his hand while his thick brows are scrunched together with his mouth open.

“Come on, cum for me. Mark me.” you nudge him with your words, hand going between your legs as you spread your folds open.

His eyes visibly darken and muscles tighten as he gasps, moaning your name mixed with a curse and you know it’s just the matter of seconds until he’s pushed over the edge. Soon enough, he’s cumming with a low animalistic growl that his deep voice allows him to. You moan at the feeling of his cum hitting your clit and exposed cunt just for him, clenching around nothing again. His aim isn’t that great as he manages to stain your lower stomach and his dark sheets that you’ll have to wash for him as soon as you’re done. When he empties himself, he falls right next to you with a tired sigh, shutting his eyes right after.

You’re both breathing heavily, too fucked out to just stand up and go clean up but it’s not like you mind it. Even though you haven’t planned on having sex, it was worth it considering you can still feel your clit throb from the intense orgasm — the third of tonight.

“Fuck, that was amazing.” Taehyung comments breathlessly, arms draped over your laying form as he gently kisses you into your hair.

Giddily smiling at him, you agree with him before you kiss his chest in a loving manner that causes him to chuckle.

“We should probably wash ourselves.” you murmur, but it seems like Taehyung has his own plans when he slings his leg and arm over your body, caging you in his hold.

You can’t help but find it funny and cute, knowing how clingy he gets after sex. He’s like a whole another person. He took a complete turn from the man fucking you into his sheets just a few minutes ago.

“Hmm, don’t want to.” he murmurs into your skin, his voice muffled while you can hear the pout in it.

Brushing his sweaty hair that clings to his forehead, you sigh at him. Rather than feel disgusted by the sweat and all the body fluids on your and his skin, you can’t help but keep caressing his dark hair.

“When are the boys coming?” you ask, giggling when he kisses your neck softly, tickling you there.

Lazily, he lifts up his head just enough to eye the clock on his nightstand. “In thirty minutes.” he answers, causing your eyes to widen.

One of the reasons why you guys had unplanned sex was from discovering that Taehyung’s roommate, Jimin, is out. Tonight is the night when you, and the rest of the boys that doesn’t live with them, planned to hang out at their place. You and Taehyung were supposed to buy all the needed stuff, such as food and alcohol — which you did. But the bags are still laying on the kitchen counter untouched because before you got the chance to put them in place, Taehyung’s touchy hands were all over your body.

“Thirty minutes?!” you shriek all of a sudden, noticing your current state. You need a shower, in a desperate need to wash all that sex smell from your skin and hair. Thirty minutes isn’t just enough time to make yourself presentable, so the boys wouldn’t know what you were doing.

It’s not like you really care about that much, but knowing them, you just know they’d spend the rest of the night teasing the two of you. I guess that’s what Taehyung gets for being the only one having a girlfriend.

“Come on, we don’t have enough time.” you tell him with a stern tone, removing his heavy leg off you which he respond with a disapproving grunt.

Your whole body is sticky, Taehyung’s cum smeared all over your skin, that he managed to smear once he draped his leg over you. He’s probably covered in it as well, but it doesn’t look he minds it that much when you see him laying on his back, watching your naked form. His cock is flaccid, but it’s just the matter of time before he wants to go for another round again.

“Stop panicking, they’re always late.” he lazily murmurs, stretching his arms as he smirks once he sees his cum on your skin.

You scrunch your nose disgustingly, feeling it getting dry. Ignoring Taehyung who dramatically gasps in offence at your reaction, you pick up his shirt and throw it at him. “I’m not kidding, Tae. Come on.” you rush, seeing you’ve got only twenty four minutes now.

Your clothes aren’t in his room, leaving you to grab his sweatpants and some shirt that’s thrown over his desk, as you put it on. Surprisingly, Taehyung listened to you and is already wearing the shirt you threw at him, trying to put on his boxers. Once he’s done, you’re both scurrying out of his bedroom.

There’s too much stuff for you to do. You need to take a shower, pick up your clothes that Taehyung messily managed to take off across the whole apartment and sort out the three bags full of food and alcohol. And, adding to wash his sheets to that list.

But before you can fully storm out of the bedroom door and do all that stuff, you’re gasping loudly at the sight that’s in front of you.

“Another round in the shower? I think...” Taehyung’s voice trails off as soon as he bumps into you, his own eyes wide at the sight of his friends standing in the living room with the biggest smirks on their faces.

Is there any way the floor could swallow you?

“Another round, huh?” Yoongi asks, eyes full of mischief as he eyes you both.

Your cheeks are on fire, swallowing the huge lump of embarrassment that’s in your throat.

“How long have you guys been here?” Taehyung speaks up, surprisingly with a stable voice.

“Long enough to know that you’re a beast between the sheets, Taehyungie.” Jimin is the one who replies, the same amusement dancing in his teasing eyes as he smirks at you causing you to squirm in embarrassment.

Taehyung pulls you closer to him, scowling at his friends but deep down you know that he’s probably as embarrassed like you are. “You were supposed to come later.”

“Well, we wanted to surprise you but it looks like you surprised us.” Hoseok laughs, causing the rest of them laugh with him as they’re enjoying this situation as much as they can.

Fuck, you knew you should’ve pushed Taehyung away once he started to touch you.

“Why would you--you know what? It doesn’t matter. We’re going to take a shower and you won’t be a teasing shits after we’re done. You’re making her embarrassed.” Taehyung says, surprisingly sternly to his older, but younger friends as well.

They nod along, noticing the way you’re practically burying yourself in Taehyung’s chest with red cheeks and with no desire to look at them. Hoseok mimics zipping his own mouth and throwing out an imagination key, while Jimin and Yoongi try not to laugh.

“Come on, baby.” Taehyung says, urging you towards the bathroom and you’re quick to obey.

Fuck, can this get any more awkward?

“Hey,” Jungkook calls out, causing the both of you stop. You look at him, ignoring all the stares from the others. “I think you might need this, Noona.”

And just like that, he reveals what’s been hidden in his fist, freeing your lace panties that dangles in the air while he holds it. Everyone starts to laugh which makes you to roll your eyes at them, knowing they’re just teasing you. It doesn’t mean it’s less embarrassing. He throws them at you and before you can catch them with your burning cheeks, Taehyung grasps them in his hold but they don’t stay like that for a long time, as he throws them back at Jungkook.

He dodges it with a laugh, followed with a fit of laughter from everyone but Taehyung’s already leading you to the bedroom, making sure the door’s locked. He’s quiet, not reacting any way but that’s until he takes off his clothes that you notice the amused grin that decorates his lips.

The next time you know, you’re slapping his naked back before he erupts into the biggest laugh. You can’t help it but join him, but still shaking your head in embarrassment.

#bts smut #bts fluff #bts au #taehyung x reader #taehyung smut #bts drabble #bts scenarios #kim taehyung au #personasintro

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