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-The Gardenerೀ⋆｡🌷

Dino x Mingyu

(Reposted from Ao3)

Warnings: Graphic sexual content, Gay sex, Shower sex, semi-public sex, Rimming, Fingering, Anal sex, Unprotected sex, Creampie

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The floral scent of the countryside wafted through the air, casting a sweet aroma that filled Chan’s nose as acres of lush green fields zoomed by. He held his hand out the car window, enjoying the summer breeze blowing through his fingers, the sky perfectly blue and the sun beating down.

“You missed home?” his father asked, seated in the driver's seat next to him.

“Yeah, I guess so. It’s nice to be out of the city,” Chan replied with a smile.

“Well it’s definitely nice to have you here for the summer.”

“I’m glad to be back. Has the place changed much since last year?”

“Nope it’s just as you left it. Although the garden has improved a lot since the new gardener started working.”

“Oh, what happened to Mr. Kim?”

“He retired, his grandson now looks after the yard. He’s around your age actually. Maybe you two will get along.”

“Dad, just because we’re similar in age doesn’t mean we’re gonna be besties.”

“Alright, alright. But you better be friendly with him cause you're gonna be seeing him quite a bit. He’s staying in the guest house out back.”

“What, why?”

“The nearest town is an hour and half commute. It just makes the most sense for him to stay at the house since he’s tending the garden five days a week.”

Chan groaned in response. It’ll be so awkward having some stranger around the house the whole summer. The idea of having to make uncomfortable small talk and not being able to fully relax stressed him out.

“Come on, it’s not a big deal. He’s a nice kid. We’ll still have a good time.”

“I know, I know.” Chan smiled back softly.

They soon pulled into the stone paved driveway of the quaint country cabin painted blue. There wasn’t another house for at least a mile, so all that surrounded the home was endless fields of grass. The garden did look beautiful. The cottage was surrounded in a veil of plants and flowers that were neatly taken care of. Shades of green, pink, purple, yellow and white were scattered all around, some growing taller than Chan’s height.

“Home sweet home,” his father said as he parked the car in the driveway and pulled the keys out of the ignition. Chan grabbed his backpack from the backseat and hopped out of the car, popping open the trunk and grabbing his suitcase from inside. As he shut the trunk and began to head to the house, the sight of someone caught his eye.

Shrouded in the bushes up on the small hill to the right of the house was a tall, young man clipping away at the weeds. His muscular upper body was bare, his skin a golden tan and dripping in sweat. He was wearing only a pair of low rise blue jeans that hung just below his waist. His pecs were firm and juicy, and his biceps were strong and thick, his abs impossibly ripped with a sharp v-cut near his hips. He was beautiful. Truly gorgeous. The way the sun shined down on him giving him an angelic, heavenly appearance. It practically took Chan’s breath away. He was frozen in place, mesmerized by the sight of the stunning stranger. Was he the new gardener? Was he the one who would be staying with them for the whole summer? How was he going to be able to control himself around someone who looked like that? He watched as the young man stood up straight, taking a breath and running his fingers through his light brown hair.

“Chan!” His father called out from the front door of the house, pulling him out of his infatuated state.

“Oh, coming!” he responded back, taking one last look at the handsome stranger. The man glanced down at him and gave him a smile as he began walking to the house. But Chan was too flustered to smile back, whipping his gaze to the ground and pretending not to have seen him.

“Was that the gardener?” Chan asked his father once inside.

“Oh, did you see Mingyu?”

“Yeah I think so.”

“He should be just finishing up his work on the garden. I’ll introduce you two later.” Chan nodded as he slid off his shoes.

The home had a soft, cozy feel to it, the living room and kitchen connected in one open space with a small corridor in the back that led to the two bedrooms on either side, and out to the back patio. The couch was a light tan with a stripped tapestry laying over the back and a wooden coffee table in front of it. There were several photos hung on the walls, some of baby Chan and an assortment of pretty landscapes and sunsets.

He headed down the corridor to his bedroom, setting his suitcase by his desk and his backpack on his bed. The room was exactly the same as it was when he was a kid, stuffed animals sitting on the window sill, drawings he drew in primary school plastered all over the wall, his moon shaped night light sitting on his side table. It made him a little emotional reminiscing on the carefree, innocent times he had in this room.

He was taken out of this state when he heard the creaky back door open and the sound of heavy boots begin walking along the hardwood floor. “Alright, Mr. Lee, I think I’m done for the day,” Chan heard a voice say, catching a glimpse of Mingyu strolling past his bedroom.

“Okay, thanks Mingyu, appreciate your hard work,” he heard his father reply as he cautiously stepped out of his room and down the corridor.

“Oh Mingyu, this is my son Chan,” his father said, gesturing towards him. Chan gave him a soft smile as he stepped into the living room.

Mingyu now adorned a tight white tank top on his upper body, the thin fabric dampened with sweat making his nipples and the outline of his chest visible for the eye to see. His hair looked moist and disheveled, but in a kinda sexy movie star way that left Chan breathless. Mingyu stepped towards him with a bright smile, reaching out for a handshake. “It’s a pleasure to meet you, I’ve heard a lot about you.”

“Oh uh- thanks, it’s nice to meet you too,” Chan stuttered, barely keeping eye contact as he took the other boy’s hand. Mingyu’s grasp was strong and firm, Chan’s whole arm shaking as he shook his hand.

“Chan just got back from his University in Seoul,” his father said.

“Oh cool. How do you feel about being in the countryside for a while?” Mingyu asked, placing his hands on his hips.

“Umm it’ll be nice I guess,” Chan replied awkwardly.

“Ahh come on, we’ll have a blast,” Mingyu said, playfully slapping Chan’s shoulder. “Alright, well I should probably shower and get in some fresh clothes. Will you need any help with the dinner Mr. Lee?”

“Oh no that’s okay Mingyu. Thanks for offering,” Mr. Lee responded. Mingyu nodded, giving Chan a smile as he stepped around and sauntered out towards the back door

“He’s eating dinner with us?” Chan asked his father in an annoyed whisper once he left.

“Of course he is. You think I’m gonna let him eat all alone in that tiny guest house?” His father responded. “Come on Chan he’s a good kid, there’s no reason you can't be friendly.”

Chan huffed, lifeless flopping himself down on the couch beside him.

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“I’ll just be gone till Monday,” Chan’s father had said to him.

“Do you really have to go? It’s gonna be awkward here with just me and Mingyu.”

“Son, you two will be fine. I just have to finish up some stuff at work before I can take the rest of the summer off. It’s just two days, you have nothing to worry about.”

But it turns out he did have something to worry about. It was uncomfortably hot this time of year, and of course the A/C had stopped working the day after his dad had left. It was a restless night, the heat making it impossible to lay comfortably, even after discarding the sheets and stripping completely naked. He groaned as he rolled over onto his stomach, his eyes half shut as he looked out the window beside his bed, gazing out at the back patio and the quaint guest house veiled in the morning sunlight. There was an abundant array of flowers planted all throughout the yard, tulips in the window sill, lilies in pots near the guest house, rose bushes wildly growing throughout the space. An oak tree stood tall to the left of the house and stone tiles laid on the ground creating a path between the two houses.

He wondered what Mingyu was doing, if he was still asleep or already up gardening away, if he was dressed in that sexy white singlet of his or if he chose not to bare a shirt at all. He began to imagine what it would be like snuggled in Mingyu’s strong arms, being held tightly in the heat of grasp, his warm skin pressed against his. A man who looked as good as Mingyu must be good in bed. He probably had an endless stamina and a cock as thick as a soda can. He instinctively began to roll his hips as his thoughts became dirtier, grinding his morning wood against the soft sheets and taking in the arousing stimulation of the friction. He moaned softly as he rocked his body harder, picturing Mingyu all sweaty on top of him, grinding and breathing hot against his skin, fucking him until his knees gave out. His cock was already leaking, sandwiched between his stomach and the mattress. His bed creaked with his movements, arching his back and thrusting his hips at an increasingly vigorous pace.

He was distracted when he heard the sound of the guest house door opening, sitting up and watching as Mingyu stepped outside. He clearly had just woken, his hair was in a fluffy mess on his head and his eyes were squinting in agony as the sunlight shined down on him. Still though, his face looked just as ethereal as it always did, his soft plump lips, his razor sharp jaw, his impossibly clear complexion. But it was the boy's lower body that had Chan practically gasping for breath. He wore nothing but a pair of tight white briefs that left almost nothing to the imagination, a towel draped over his right shoulder and a pair of Adidas slides on his feet. His physique was unreal, his upper body toned and glossy and his thighs thick and creamy. His underwear hung low around his waist, the top of his pubes peeking out of the hem and his firm morning wood pushing against the fabric, creating a large tent in his briefs.

Chan was right. Mingyu was big, like really big. He watched with awe as the boy walked along the stone tile path over to the outdoor shower on the left of the guest house. He was almost vibrating at the thought of seeing Mingyu shower, picturing his naked body all wet and soapy, his hands running up and down his silky skin. He watched as the tall boy opened the wooden door to the shower stall and stepped inside, sliding off his slides and hanging his towel on the hook. With his back to Chan, Mingyu turned on the shower and slipped his fingers in the hem of his briefs, stripping them down to his ankles.

Chan’s breath hitched once Mingyu’s tight muscle butt was revealed to the world, his ass cheeks a juicy golden tan, looking so deliciously creamy. He felt his cock throb at the sight of the boy’s naked backside, praying and hoping he would turn around and give him a good look at the front. To his disappointment, Mingyu quickly shut the wooden door and latched it closed, his body becoming hidden from Chan’s view. All he could see was the boy’s bare feet from beneath the door and the shower water trickling down.

But it was only a few seconds later that the water had stopped, the shower door opening and Mingyu stepping back out with his towel loosely draped around his waist. Chan watched as he scurried along the stone tile path towards the main house, hearing the creaky backdoor open up down the hall. What was he doing? Why was he coming in here?

“Hey Chan? Sorry to bother you.” Mingyu’s muffled voice said moments later from behind his bedroom door.

Chan jumped up off his bed with a fright. “Oh- coming.” he said in a phony polite voice. He got down on the floor to search for something to cover him up, regrettably deciding on a pair of tight black briefs that barely concealed anything.

“Chan, are you awake?” Mingyu continued as Chan pulled up his underwear.

“Yeah, yeah one second,” he yelled out, scurrying to the door. He opened up to a half naked Mingyu, his hair and skin still damp from the shower and his towel hanging low around his hips. It was hard to keep his gaze from traveling downward, but almost harder to keep eye contact with someone who had a face like Mingyu’s.

“Hey sorry did I wake you?” he asked in a low voice.

“No it’s fine I was already up,” Chan responded in a groggy voice, trying his best to not sound flustered. “What’s up?”

“I wanted to see if I could borrow a bar of soap, cause there isn’t any in the outdoor shower.”

“Oh yeah- sure. I’ll go grab one.” He stuttered as he awkwardly stepped around Mingyu on his way to the bathroom. It wasn’t until the side of his chest brushed up against the other boy’s arm that he realized how little of himself was covered, his morning wood still firm and bouncing in his underwear with each step. Chan flipped on the light as he walked into the bathroom, opening up the cabinet next to the sink.

“Sorry for the inconvenience, I really appreciate it.” Mingyu said, leaning against the side of the doorway with his arms crossed.

“It’s fine,” Chan responded as he restlessly searched for a bar of soap. He could sense Mingyu’s presence looming next to him. It was uncomfortably awkward. His anxiety was telling him to get out as soon as possible. But he also wanted to savor every moment he could as he didn’t know if he’d ever get another chance to be this close to Mingyu almost naked.

“Do you workout Chan?” Mingyu asked abruptly.

“What- uh, a little bit.”

“It looks like you do, you have a great physique.”

“Really?” Chan asked with an awkward scoff as he bent down and began rummaging through the cabinet under the sink.

“Seriously, your arms and chest are built great,” Mingyu commented looking down at him. “And your thighs and ass too. You’re thick as hell.”

Chan’s breath hitched as he heard those words leave Mingyu’s mouth, his skin burning and sweating more than it already was. He could sense Mingyu’s eyes leering at his backside, making him feel even more self conscious. His briefs rode up his thighs higher as he dug deeper into the cabinet, more of skin becoming revealed. The thought of Mingyu staring at his ass made his dick throb. It was humiliating, so perverted. But a part of him liked it. A part of him wanted the other boy to keep looking, stepping in closer and ripping his underwear down past his-

“Ah here- found it,” he cheered, grabbing an unwrapped bar of soap from the back of the cabinet, standing up and handing it out to Mingyu. The other boy stared back at him boldly, lips curled in a devilish smirk, pausing before taking the soap from his hand.

“It looks like there are other parts of your body that are thick as well,” Mingyu purred, looking down at the tent in Chan’s briefs. His cheeks turned red at the realization of how obvious his boner was, embarrassment washing over him.

“Oh my god!” He threw his hands over his crotch in shame. He wanted to run and hide and never come out. But he couldn’t move, his body frozen in place and shaking with fear.

Mingyu chuckled, stepping in closer and biting down on his lip. “Don’t be embarrassed, I think it’s hot.”

“You, what?” Chan’s breath hitched, keeping his gaze down at his chest.

Mingyu gestured to the boy’s groin. “Can I?”

“Can you…what?”

“Touch it, will you let me touch it Channie?” Mingyu’s voice was soft and breathy, pressing his forehead to Chan’s and lifting the boy’s chin so their eyes made contact. Their lips were so close, their bodies only inches apart, chests heaving and sweat dripping. Mingyu placed his other hand on the boy’s wrist, causing Chan to instinctively move his hands away and allow him access.

“Okay,” Chan whispered back, a soft moan leaving his lips when Mingyu grasped his bulge and gave it a squeeze. His touch was just right, so tight and warm against him, sending a shiver up his spine. He felt Mingyu’s breath brush against his face and his manly scent fill his nose. His eyes were shut tight, his body tense and stiff as a statue.

“Relaxe Chan?” Mingyu purred, tracing his fingers along the entirety of his cock and wrapping his arm around his waist. Chan melted into his grasp, easing his muscles and letting Mingyu explore his body.

“Mhmm, f-feels good,” Chan hummed, getting lost in the stimulation as Mingyu’s movements increased.

“Hm, I bet it does.” He swirled his finger around the sensitive head, feeling the fabric dampen with pre-cum. “I lied by the way.”

“About what?” Chan breathed out, distracted by the way Mingyu caressed his bulge.

“About the soap. I didn’t need to borrow any,” he whispered in Chan’s ear, his fingers traveling up to the hem of his briefs, slowly and carefully slipping them inside.

“Nnng, wait,” Chan blurted out, pushing Mingyu’s hand away.

“Too fast?” Mingyu lifted his hand off his waist, taking a step back.

“No it’s just… I don't think this is a good idea. I mean you work for my dad and everything.”

Mingyu exhaled, placing his hands to his side. “Hmm, okay okay. I understand.” They stood awkwardly for a moment before Mingyu turned to walk away. “But if you change your mind, you know where to find me,” he stood in the doorway looking back at him with a mischievous expression. His towel became undone as he walked down the hall towards the back door, his delicious backside becoming revealed to Chan’s eyes.

Chan bit his lip. “Mingyu,” he called out.

And only seconds later they found themselves beneath the outdoor shower raining down, bodies pressed together, Chan’s bottom lip sucked between Mingyu’s lips. The water felt cool against their naked skin, moaning into each other’s mouths, tongues sloppily rubbing together. Mingyu was the one who took charge, holding Chan like a doll in his arms. He was hungry for stimulation, grinding their hard cocks together as the kiss became deeper. It was sizzling, being up against Mingyu’s naked body like this, his tongue furiously exploring his mouth, his hands squeezing the jiggly flesh of his ass. Chan was completely lost in the moment, hypnotized by Mingyu’s lips and the way his hands traveled up and down his body.

He was startled when Mingyu boldly pushed him up against the wooden shower wall, skillfully sucking down on his bottom lip and rolling his hips so the tip of their cocks teasingly rubbed together. He hadn't gotten a good look at Mingyu’s length, but he could feel how big he was as it stroked against his abdomen, grinding against it so he could feel every inch of his glorious dick. He was overwhelmed. Mingyu was even better than he imagined, like he already knew all the perfect spots to feel him, his mind melting into his touch. He ran his fingers through Mingyu’s wet hair, then down his broad shoulders, tracing every edge and curve of his muscular physique. He was built like a Greek god, strong and thick, tan and glossy, sculpted so perfectly. Mingyu’s lips made their way down to his neck, sucking down on the sensitive area, a high pitched whine escaping his lips.

“Nnnng, that’s good Mingyu,” he breathed out with his eyes rolling back, digging his nails into the flesh of his shoulder. His moans encouraged the boy to suck harder, teeth digging into his flesh, tongue gliding along the surface. Chan was gasping for breath, rocking against his body and clawing at his back. He was tingling, cock throbbing and shivers running up his spine. He felt Mingyu travel down further, nibbling on his collar bone then down to his chest, sliding his tongue over his perked up nipples, an especially sensitive spot for Chan.

“Oh g-god,” he winced as Mingyu sucked down. He was at the mercy of his dominance; all he could do was moan out and take it, Mingyu’s hands gripping his shoulders, feasting on his chest with such yearning, grinding their hips together. It was almost too much, feeling like he could cum right then and there, his aching dick stroking up against Mingyu’s chiseled abs.

Mingyu licked up his neck, looking up at the boy with his wide brown eyes. “You taste good,” he whispered, his lips just inches away from his, lifting the boy's chin so their eyes made contact. “I wanna taste even more of you.” Chan moaned at his words, going in to press their lips back together.

But before he got the chance, Mingyu flipped him over, pushing his stomach against the wall. He laid his body against his, sucking down on the back of his neck and pressing his cock against his backside. Chan was squeezed between Mingyu and the wall, the pressure so good and tight, bodies so hot and wet. He gasped when he felt Mingyu’s length slide between his butt cheeks and grazed against his rim. He pushed back against him, making sure every inch of his thick cock stroked against his hole.

“You like that baby?” Mingyu whispered, lips pressed to his ear, rolling his hips and grinding harder against his ass.

“Hmm, s-so good,” Chan hummed, eyes shut tight as he enjoyed the ride. He felt Mingyu make his way down his back, leaving trails of kisses along his spine, dropping down to his knees with his face now leveled with his ass. He stared at the boy’s bouncy round butt cheeks with hunger in his eyes, not hesitating to begin needing the soft flesh with his fingers. Chan arched back into his touch, rolling his hips and pressing his cheek against the wall.

“Fuck, you’re ass is nice,” Mingyu hissed, each of his hands gripping his cheeks in a tight squeeze. The water trickled down Chan’s back through the crack of his ass, the cool air brushing against his entrance as Mingyu spread his cheeks apart. He winced as he felt his hole stretch, the teasing sensation driving him crazy, shivering when Mingyu gently ran a finger down his rim.

“Hmmm, so tight,” Mingyu hummed, circling his finger around his clenching hole.

“P-please” Chan whimpered, looking over his shoulder down at him, desperate to feel some stimulation.

“Please what?” Mingyu teased, pressing his finger harder against Chan’s entrance.

“Please go inside,” he begged, pushing his ass back against him. Mingyu gave him what he wanted, sliding the digit inside his clenched entrance. Chan slammed his hand against the wall and let out a high pitched moan. It stung, but in the best way possible.

“Open up now Chanie,” Mingyu murmured, one hand on the boy’s hip, circling his finger around the tight muscle causing Chan’s knees to tremble. He tried his best to do as Mingyu said, pushing out to allow access to his ass, feeling the digit get sucked up inside. Mingyu smiled as he plunged into the warmth of his hole, all squishy and moist inside, enjoying the way Chan whined and fidgeted at just the slightest movement of his finger. It wasn’t long before he was adding a second finger inside, and then a third, scissoring him open and watching his hole flutter and stretch around the digits.

It was perfect, the way Mingyu grazed against his slicked up walls, his hole puckering open as he thrusted in and out at such a delicious pace. He prodded him in places he’d never been touched before, the sensitivity sending shockwaves through his body, desperately sobbing up against the wall. A whiney moan escaped his lips when Mingyu gripped his dripping cock with his free hand, giving it a tight squeeze as he continued to finger him open.

“Nnnng, Mingyu,” Chan whimpered, both palms pressed against the wall, head hanging down, and ass pushed back.

“You like that baby,?” Mingyu purred, pausing his thrusts deep inside and teasingly pressing against his prostate.

“Yes, n-need cock,” Chan begged looking back at him.

“Mhmm, so desperate aren’t you,” Mingyu hummed, his lips curled in a smile, expertly swirling his fingers around inside him. “Don’t worry we’ll get there soon enough.”

A whine fell from Chan’s lips as the digits slid out, his hole clenching around nothing. But he was rewarded with a warm wetness gliding up his rim, biting down on his lip and arching back into the sensation. He looked over his shoulder to see Mingyu’s face buried between his butt cheeks, hungrily feasting on his hole with immense enthusiasm. He felt his moist tongue penetrate his puckered entrance, Mingyu sucking and licking all around his tasty hole, his hand squeezing his throbbing cock and rubbing the sensitive head. It was sensational, each flick of his tongue sending a shiver through his body. He couldn’t help but moan, fucking himself back on Mingyu’s tongue and rolling his hips to increase the stimulation and depth he penetrated.

Mingyu buried himself as deep as he could inside his ass, Chan’s dripping wet butt cheeks rubbing up against his face, taking in the salty rich flavor of his hole. He gripped Chan’s hip to keep him still, not letting him escape the torturous pleasure of him eating him out. He gave his rim one last lick before coming up for air, skin flushed and hands spreading the boy’s cheeks apart, staring gleefully at the spit-covered entrance winking back at him.

“Mhmm, so tasty,” Mingyu moaned in a sweet voice, re-filling the boy’s hole with two of his fingers. Chan let out a high pitched whine at the feeling of the stretch, his mouth laid open and his knees giving out. Mingyu held his waist steadily, keeping the boy still as he fingered him hard.

“Fuck, you really love getting your hole played with don’t you,” Mingyu hissed, standing up on his feet and pressing his body against Chan’s, keeping his fingers deep in his ass.

“Fuck me please.” Chan pleaded, Mingyu’s breath hot against his cheek, his wet hair tickling the back of his neck.

“You think you deserve my dick? You think you can handle it?” Mingyu pressed his fingers in deeper, relishing in the way Chan fell apart with just two fingers inside him.

“Nnnng, yes, I need it” Chan breathed out, turning his head desperately trying to steal a kiss. He was gratefully rewarded, Mingyu’s warm lips pressing against his, his wet tongue slipping in his mouth. It was rough and savage, hands on his face, Mingyu sucking hard on his tongue. Chan whined when Mingyu broke away, his fingers slipping out of his ass as he stepped back. Chan looked over his shoulder at the boy basking underneath the shower raining down. It was the first moment he was able to clearly see Mingyu in all his glory, watching him stroke his strong cock jutting out towards him. He was truly massive, just the sight of it was enough to have Chan feeling light headed, wiggling his hips in order to entice the other boy. Mingyu stepped in closer, spreading Chan’s cheeks and pressing the fat head of his dick against his entrance.

“Tell me Chan, do you like it rough?” Chan’s hole twitched and his eyes rolled back.

“Yes, give it to me hard,” Chan whispered breathlessly, arching his ass back against his cock. Mingyu scoffed, holding the boy’s hips and steadily pushing himself inside. Chan let out a whine as the tip slipped past his rim, balling his fists against the wall, trying to handle the intensity of the stretch. His delicate walls spread open around Mingyu’s cock, moaning out as his ass was filled to the brim with hard, thick meat. Mingyu hummed in his ear, taking in the warm tightness of Chan’s hole, running his fingers along the boy’s upper body to give him some comfort.

“You’re so, b-big,” Chan whimpered, almost tearing up, hands pressed against the wall, eyes and mouth laid open wide. Mingyu took a moment to let the boy adjust to his girth. But he couldn’t help himself from beginning to slide back out, Chan’s velvety walls stroking against his dick in the most deliciously, pleasurable way.

“Mhmm, so good,” he whispered as he pulled his cock out, leaving just the tip buried inside. He hesitated before slamming himself back inside, Chan crying out in pleasure, thighs shaking and back arching as he collapsed against the wall. Mingyu kept up the slow, deep pace of his strokes, holding Chan’s slender waist to keep him still, staring down at his cock running in and out of his tight hole. Chan gasped each time his hole was re-filled, biting his lip as he looked back at Mingyu, bodies so wet and slippery, grinding deeper and harder against each other. Mingyu’s hips began to clap against Chan’s ass as his thrusts became rougher, the sound growing harsher, their moans becoming louder.

“F-fuck” Chan whimpered, wrapping his arm around of the back of Mingyu’s head and pulling him in closer, bouncing his ass back to deepen the penetration. His butt cheeks jiggled with each thrust, the shower water splashing between their bodies, his hole pulsing and clenching around the girthy meat. He was fucking him so good, his cock stretching him open and stabbing his prostate over and over again, shockwaves of stimulation surging through his body. Mingyu paused his thrusts for a moment to capture him in a heated kiss, rolling his hips and grinding his dick deep inside.

“Do you like my dick baby?” Mingyu growled with arms around Chan’s chest.

“Nnnng, it’s so good, you’re gonna make me c-cum,” Chan moaned as Mingyu wrapped his fingers back around his aching dick, pumping him hard. He continued to fuck into him at a brutal pace, his strokes getting sloppy and reckless as his climax began to rise. He felt the boy clench and try to run away. But he wasn’t gonna let him, keeping a tight hold on his torso and making sure he took every inch inside his tight little hole. He could feel him shaking against his body, listening to the sweet, desperate moans he sang as his prostate was stabbed relentlessly, using every ounce of energy he had left to rail into him hard.

“You gonna cum for me Channie?” Mingyu hummed in a high pitched breathy voice, his cock twitching and throbbing as his orgasm grew closer.

“Yes, yes, yes…” A pulsing stimulation erupted through Chan’s body, ropes of cum firing out of his cock as Mingyu stroked him to completion. His head hung low and his hands pressed to the wall, his body bent over as his prostate continued to get railed. He was seeing stars, vibrating with arousal, moaning uncontrollably as he was fucked through his orgasm. Mingyu grinned in amusement at the sight of the poor boy falling apart, overcome with stimulation.

“Mhmm, so good baby,” Mingyu purred, pressing kisses to his cheek, holding him up on his feet. “You ready for me to fill you up?” Chan just moaned in response, the post orgasm exhausting washing over him.

Mingyu continued to buck his hips hard, panting breathlessly as he mindlessly chased his orgasm. His vision was becoming blurry, clenching every muscle in his body as his cock began to throb. He cried out when he came, squeezing Chan’s chest and making one last powerful thrust before burying his hot load deep in his ass. Chan could feel his insides begin to fill up with Mingyu’s seed, his hole clenching around the thick pulsing cock as the other boy groaned loud in his ear. Mingyu continued to grind his dick inside him, letting the cum ooze out of Chan’s entrance and drip down his thighs. They stayed in this position for several minutes, letting the aching pleasure fade and shower rain down on them.

“That was- that was s-so good,” Mingyu hummed, laying his head on Chan's shoulder and squeezing his body tightly.

“It sure was,” Chan hummed groggily, looking back at him.

Maybe this summer won't be so bad after all.

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weiwuxian87 · 9 months

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Episode 2: Spider, is out now...

#hoshi #bl drama #mxm #svt #seventeen carat #seventeen #kpop #gay kiss #gay men #gay love

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singlesonlyroleplay · 10 months

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Choose your own adventure at Singles Only Roleplay Tumblr Navigation // Asianfanfics // Character List

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gyupinkys · 10 months

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Use you

Hoshi x reader ft. txt

Soonyoung doesn't play around when it comes to his girl. Despite you being able to fend for yourself, he can't help but worry when you turn up missing. You on the other hand, you're having the time of your life putting a bratty Soobin and his friends in their place.

WARNINGS: MURDER, GORE, TORTURE, guns, knives, switch reader, dom hoshi, impact play, degradation, masturbation, some mxm, oral (m&f receiving), unprotected sex, voyerism, exhobitionism, mommy and daddy kink bondage, and more. I kinda went a little ham.

WC-2.8K

Hoshi’s knuckles are really starting to hurt. He’s not the muscle man so why is he the one torturing this man for information?

“Where is she?”

“You’re never getting your bitch back.” the man tied to the chair says with a bloody smile.

Soonyoung likes to think he’s a calm man. He always tries to keep his head steady, he tries to think things through, but right now all he can see is red. This fucking low life thinks he can disrespect you and it’s wont become an issue?

“That bitch huh?” Hoshi says with a smile; turning around to pick up his favorite, sharpest knife. You gifted this to him two years ago after you stabbed him in the leg for flirting with a girl at the club. The knife is beautiful, matte black blade with gold detailing and across the handle is his name engraved. You were so excited to give it to him only to see a girl's hand on his chest and his hands on her hips. You knew he was trying to rile you up, make you take him to the nearest bathroom and fuck him like he’s yours, but little did he know he had another thing coming. You and Hoshi have an open relationship, you both know you wouldnt work well tied down. Hoshi don’t mind you being with other people, frankly he think it’s kind of hot knowing you fuck other people but at the end of the day your his and you’ll do anything for him. God, just remebering that night is making him hard but he needs to focus on the fucker who has the nerve to take you from him.

Hoshi runs the knife across the cheeks, carving a smile into his face. “You know I've always wanted to do this to someone, joker style.” The man groans in pain and spits blood onto Hoshi's face. Without hesitation hoshi cuts the man's pointer finger clean off, making him scream.

“You have nine more opportunities to tell me where she is.”

“Last I saw her she was gagging on my cock.”

“OK. You’re done.”

He shoves his knife straight into the mans throat making him gag and choke on his own blood.

“Gag on that bitch.”

Hoshi leaves the room frustrated. None of these guys give up any information and it’s already been two days since you were taken.

“Hosh, if you keep killing them you won’t get any information.” Jun sighs from outside.

“He doesn't know shit he’s just tryna piss me off.”

“Take a breath man, you know she can fend for herself.”

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“You know I can see why Karina won’t fuck you, you punch like a bitch.” you say as you spit blood out of your mouth. That's a complete lie, well not the Seulgi part but he absolutely does not punch like a bitch. Your head is throbbing after only one punch.

“Shut it Y/N, I really don’t want to hurt you.” Yeonjun spits.

“What is your goal here? All you're gonna do is piss off everyone and Hoshi will make sure to kill you.”

“You know how much respect I’ll get for being the one to take one of SVT’s girls? Make her mine? That's the biggest slap in the face to any man.”

“You're so cute Soobin, but that’s not happening. You got the right idea, but the wrong bitch.”

“And what’s little old you gonna do?” he says with a smile.

“You really don’t know who you're messing with.”

“I’m so scared," he said sarcastically and turned to leave the room. Before the door closed you hear him sadly say to someone outside “Yeonjun, do i really punch like a girl?”

This makes you chuckle to yourself. You feel bad for the poor kid. He’s trying to make a name for himself but this isn't the right way to do it. Slipping your hands out of the poorly tied ropes you stand up and stretch your legs. These guys are clearly new to the game, they only tied your arms together which is a rookie mistake. They also didnt search you which is even more of a mistake. You don’t think they’re stupid enough to leave the door unlocked, but you try it anyway and low and behold it's unlocked.You pick up a gun from the tool table and sigh feeling even more sorry for them, this is very pathetic.

You walk outside to see this is an empty warehouse. You’d think they’d have someone guarding the door but you walk right out. You hear commotion coming from a side room and you peek inside seeing five guys arguing over a game. You decide to mess with them, walking in and taking a seat next to Soobin.

“What are we playing?”

They all look at you with wide eyes. “Beomgyu! I thought you said you tied her up!”

“I did, I don't know how she got out.”

“Guys, you really need to figure your shit out.” you sigh.

“Why are you all sitting there go get her!”

Beomgyu jumps up and tries to grab you but you hit him across the face with your gun making everyone stop. They all put their hands up and you tell them sit down.

“Guys, I really don’t want to kill you ok! You seem like nice dudes but this is not the way to make a name for yourselves. You can’t be a puppy and try to attack an elephant or some shit. Start small.”

“I told you we shouldn't do this.” the blue haired one says.

“Taehyun this is not the time for “I told you so” “

“Can you not tell them it was us, I really don’t want to die.” the tall black haired one whimpers.

“Aren’t you so cute, what's your name?”

“Kai”

“Kai, I can’t let you guys go without punishment.” you pout.

“Pleaseeee” he says giving you a finger heart.

“God, you guys are so cute.” you say with a smile.

“Stop calling us cute. I don’t know why we're even listening to you, bitch.”

“Soobin. Do you know that I kill people for a living?” you say as you approach him.

“So trust me when I say I’m not scared of five little boys who think they have the balls to be in the mafia.”

“I think you’re underestimating us,” he says as he looks down on you.

“Do your best, love.”

He goes to throw a punch at you which you quickly dodge and grab his wrist, twisting it until it snaps.

“Oooh thats gotta hurt.” you mock in false sympathy as he drops to floor clutching his hand.

“I’m sorry baby, here let me fix it for you.” you grab his wrist and pull it, making him whine in pain. “Are you going to behave Soobin?”

“Yes, yes please just fix it” he whimpers.

You snap his wrist back in place making it instantly stop hurting, hearing him sigh out a breath of relief. “Go sit back down and shut up.” He stands up and sits on the couch, furthest away from you.

“Kai, sweetie, come here.”

He sheepishly stands up and walks over to you with his head hanging. You put your hand on his chin and raise his head to make him look you in the eye.

“Give me your phone kai.”

“You promise not to get us killed?” he pouts.

“Yes, sweetie, I pinky promise.”

He gives you his phone and you call Hoshi.

“Babe, I need you to come here. Track the address and come by yourself you won’t need any backup.”

“Y/N what's going on? Why would I come by myself?”

“Soonie, I have everything under control, I promise just come.”

“Babe-”

“Hoshi, just come here jeez.”

“Ok babe I’ll be there.”

You hand your phone back to Kai and smile at him. “Can you get me some rope, Kai.” you say and drag your fingers up his arm making him blush.

“Kai, don’t.” Taehyun says.

“Go get it for me baby” you say and walk over to Beomgyu grabbing his hair.

“I’m sorry about this by the way.” you say and softly touch his face making him flinch.

“I’ll make it up to you I promise.”

“How? I’ll make you feel really good love, I promise.”

Kai comes back with the rope and you tie them up one by one with little complaints. You make sure to be careful with Soobins wrist, not wanting to hurt him more. You tell them to go sit in the corner and be quiet making taehyun stay on the couch.

“Gyu, why did you want to hurt me?” you say caressing his face.

You see his eyes dilate in real time. “Oh you’re enjoying this?”

“No.”

You straddle him and he groans, his hips bucking up into you.

“What do you want me to do to you Gyu?”

He groans and you feel him throb under you. “Whatever you want Y/N.”

“Whatever I want?” you say with a malicious smile.

“Well, I think I’m gonna punish you. Do you think you deserve a punishment?”

“Yes.”

“I’m glad you agree.” You unbutton his pants and pull his boxers down, pulling him out. He’s much bigger than you anticipated, his dick was almost completely hard and throbbing. You spit directly on his tip and make his moan out, pulling at his restraints. You climb off him and round the couch so you're both facing the boys, draping your hands over his shoulders and beginning to stroke him. The other boys are staring hard at the two of you, all with dents in their pants. Yeonjun is biting his plump lips with furrowed eyebrows and Kai has the cutest blush on his face.

“Gyu, you feel so good in my hands. So big and thick you would stretch me out so nicely.”

“God, I wanna fuck you so bad.”

“Only good boys get to fuck me baby.” you speed up your pace and tighten your grip making him buck his hips wildly. His moans fill up the warehouse and the other boys start shifting around trying to loosen the ropes.

“Yeonjun come here and rub Gyu for me and if he cums I won't let you cum.”

He groans but gets up and you re-tie his restraints so his hands are in front of his body.

He spits in his hands and strokes Beomgyu watching you walk up to Soobin.

“I don’t think you deserve anything. You’ve been so bad to me soobin.” you say as you rub him through his pants.

“I’m sorry, please, please, please.”

“Hmm, I don’t think so.” you say and turn to Taehyun who's looking at you with wide eyes.

“Taehyun come with me.” You sit on the couch and spread your legs. You pull down your pants and pull his face into your clothed core and he starts lapping at you. He rubs his face back and forth into you, his nose bumping your clit.

“Take my panties off honey.”

He pulls your underwear band with his teeth and lets it snap back on your skin. You smile at him and pick up the gun next to you pointing it at his head.

“Don't play games honey.”

He immediately pulls your panties down and dives in. He sucks and licks, devouring you. You look over to Beomgyu and Yeonjun seeing both staring straight at your pussy; soobin and Kai doing the same. You run your hands through Beomgyus' hair, stroking his scalp.

“You wanna cum so bad don’t you?”

“Yes, please let me cum Y/N, I’m so sorry”

Seeing him look so helpless and pathetic makes you want to get up and fuck him but thats not what this is about. This is a punishment.

“Yeonjun stop.” They both groan but Yeonjun stops stroking him.

“I want you to switch. Gyu, you stroke junnie nice and slow for me ok?”

“Ok” he says, taking a deep breath.

You pull Taehyun deeper into you and he sticks his tongue into you, thrusting in and out.

“Just like that honey, I want you to make me cum just like this.”

He moans into you,the vibration pulling you closer to the edge. You look up straight into Soobins eyes, giving him a smirk.

“Don’t you just wish you behaved?”

He hangs his head and doesn’t answer you.

Taehyun sucks hard on your clit and you’re thrown over the edge, moaning loudly making everyone groan. You pull Taehyun’s head back and catch your breath. You call Kai over and push Taehyun to the side. They don’t get to cum. “You three go back and sit by Soobin. Kai, sweety, take a seat for me Ok?”

“My only good boy hmm?”

“Yes”

“Yes, who?” you say as you unbuckle his belt.

“Yes, mommy.”

“There we go baby.”

You pull him out and lick a long stripe up his shaft. He whimpers and bucks his hips into your mouth.

“I’m sorry mommy, I couldn’t help it.”

“It’s ok sweet boy.” you say and take his whole length in your mouth. Hoshi’s trained you to take his whole cock in one go, since Kai is slightly smaller it’s not an issue for you. You use your hand to rub his dick as you suck on his tip. You keep sucking until he’s whimpering and on the verge of tears.

“Baby?” you hear Hoshi’s voice echo through the warehouse.

“Perfect” you whisper and pull off Kai with a pop.

You walk outside to see a very apprehensive Hoshi looking around.

“Hi, baby” you smile and give him a sweet smile.

“Why is there blood on your face? I’m gonna kill these motherfuckers.”

“Soonyoung, calm down. I’m already punishing them come look.”

You pull Hoshi into the room and he see’s five boys all with their hard dicks out looking humiliated.

“So you’re the punks that took my girl?”

They all hang their heads in shame.

“What a pathetic scene.” he says as he walks further into the room.

“Baby, you should've just killed them, because if you don’t I will.”

“Soonie dont kill them. They're just trying to make a name for themselves.”

“They're not doing shit, especially not using my girl.”

“We already used your girl. Quite the slut you’ve got on your hands.” Soobin says with a smile.

You immediately run in front of Hoshi, knowing he was two seconds from killing Soobin.

“He’s just a kid babe, he doesn’t know what he’s talking about.”

“Why are you defending him?”

“I feel sorry for him.”

He gives you a dark look.

“Y/N, get on your knees.”

You immediately listen and drop to your knees looking up at him. He looks at Soobin, “I’ll show you how to really use a slut like her.”

You unzip his pants and pull out his cock spitting in your hand. Hoshi likes it beyond messy, he likes to see tears run down your face while you’re struggling to breathe. He pushes you all the way down his shaft, your nose on his pelvis. He starts to fuck your throat like he would your pussy. Your throat burns and you can’t breathe,your eyes start to flutter. He pulls out and slaps you, pulling your hair.

“You can’t go two days without some dick? You resort to playing with punks like this”

“I’m sorry daddy. Maybe if you found me sooner I wouldn’t need to” you say with a smile.

The five boys' eyes widen at you calling him daddy. Big bad dom Y/N is suddenly calling Hoshi daddy?

You’ve really riled Hoshi up now, he pulls you up and throws you over the couch so you're facing the boys.

“Watch real good, I’ll show you how to put those pathetic dicks to use.” he says as he slides in, not giving you time to adjust as he starts ruthlessly thrusting into you. He gathers your hair into his hands and pulls your head up so you have to look at all the boys.

“Tell them how it feels baby.”

“It feels so good daddy, don’t stop.”

His thrust somehow deepens and gets harder, your whole body shaking.

“Daddy, can I cum?”

“No, you don’t deserve it baby. You barely deserve me fucking you.”

“Daddy, please I need it so bad.”

“No.”

He puts your leg up on the couch and thrust impossibly deep, hitting your g spot everytime making you groan.

“Shit this pussy is always so nice and tight. I bet you wish you could feel, huh Soobin?” hoshi taunts.

“Fuck you” Soobin spits making hoshi laugh.

He feels you squeezing the life out of him, a clear sign you're about to cum. “Don’t you think about it baby.” he says, making you groan as he pulls out. He pushes you to your knees and cums on your face with a groan.

You look up at him with his cum covering your face and smiles. “So pretty like this, baby.” making you smile along with him.

He pulls his pants up and walks over to the boys bending down to Soobin. “Don’t think about trying some shit like this again. I’m not as nice as my dear Y/n, I’ll fucking kill your bitchass.”

“Let's go baby.”

#seventeen smut #svt smut #hoshi smut #hoshi fanfic #txt smut #txt fanfic #soobin smut #huening kai smut #yeonjun smut #taehyun smut #beomgyu smut #mafia au

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krp1x1finder · 8 months

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hello, +20 literate/novella writer looking for fellow +18 literate/novella partners.

discord only. fandomless, ocs only.

mxm & fxf pairings.

I usually use kpop/kdramas face claims for my ocs, such as jun from svt, seonghwa from ateez, yuqi and miyeon from g-idle, yoon from stayc! just a few :) I only write on discord, and I always make private servers!

I love to chat ooc, plot together, share headcanons, send memes/songs, and all that sweet stuff! I love getting invested in our characters and what we're writing so I'd love for you to do the same! heads up, i don’t write nsfw, but i do fade to black. right now, I’m craving supernatural & fantasy plots, post-apocalyptic stuff, or more modern things with darker themes (crime, action, gangs, illegal fights, etc).

my favorite tropes are enemies to friends to lovers, reluctant allies, hurt/comfort, angst, slow burn, pining, grumpy x sunshine, and many more!

like this and i’ll contact you!

🌸 !

#krp ad #krp 1x1 #1x1 rp #original #discord #fxf #mxm #ateez #gidle #seventeen #stayc

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sluttyminghao · 1 year

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Hewwo alicia, basically male squirting is just when they come over and over or they are so overstimulated that they start "peeing". Idk if its the same as female squirt where its not actually pee but like a mixture but yee

Imo its pretty hot but its not a common thing in straight smut so it turns a lot of people off, and some consider it watersports (i dont think it necessarily is) and most people read it as an edging/overstim thing, bc itd be incredibly dangerous for a guy to sqyirt inside of a vagina or anally

I dont really know of any svt fics that have this tho, otherwise id give u examples, but its mostly seen in femdom/mxm smut !!

I hope ur a having a great week beloved mwah

oh word thanks for the explanation!! very much appreciate!

#a's answers #mutuals: jenna!

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onlyhuis · 1 year

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onlyhuis guidelines.

keep in mind i am a student so with school, work, and life, i may not be fast about answering requests. i will do my best to answer as many as i can, but i reserve the right to decline any request regardless of whether or not it breaks my guidelines. i really try to get thru all of them, but i get busy and it may not happen! please don't take it personally :)

requests & interaction guidelines

minors will be hard blocked. i write adult nsfw content and i am not comfortable interacting with anyone under 18. i can't stop you from reading, but do not interact with me.

blank and ageless blogs will be blocked on this blog ( @onlyhuis ) but you can send an ask to my main blog @wenjunehui and i will unblock once you add your age!

i am usually lenient about spam likers, but please remember i'm a real person and flooding my notifs with empty likes doesn't feel good. it's okay to read many of my fics at once, but consider leaving a comment or reblogging once in a while!

asks are always welcome! feel free to send links, photos, whatever you want :)

please read this whole post before sending a request to make sure it's something i'm comfortable with. if you're not sure about something just ask, i'm happy to clarify!

please be kind when requesting! it doesn't cost any extra effort to ask politely instead of demanding that i write something without so much as a 'please' or 'thank you'. remember that i am a stranger to you, and i do this for fun in my free time because i enjoy it. if you want to keep reading my fics and want me to keep writing, a little kindness goes a long way!

if you want to claim an emoji just let me know!! there is no requirement to be an emoji anon, i love all my anons so please don't be shy i won't bite <3

reader notes

all my fics will be either fem/afab reader or gn reader x idol. i won't write idol x idol on its own, but there will be mxm in fics that feature poly relationships. — overall i try my best not to include any descriptions of reader's body type (unless requested; ie. tall/short reader reactions, etc). while i try to keep the reader as neutral as possible, i write from my own experiences and it's possible i may include something that gives the impression of a certain type of reader/body, so if you encounter that please let me know and i am happy to correct it!

because of my own identity, i don't feel comfortable writing about these because i don't want to misrepresent experiences or identities that i don't personally share:

male/amab reader — trans reader — aro or ace reader — specific races or cultural/ethnic backgrounds — specific nationality (country) — chubby/fat reader

writing guidelines

💭 who i write for 💭

seventeen ot13 — txt ot5 — stray kids ot8 — ateez ot8 — enhypen hyung line (heeseung, jay, jake, sunghoon only) i will always write and take requests for seventeen! they are my ult group and i'm most comfortable writing about them. for the other groups, i will only take requests for drabbles, headcanons, reactions, texts, and mtl; i don't take requests for longer fics just because i don't feel i know them as well as svt enough to do them justice.

🟢 will always write (ok to request!) 🟢

non-idol au — established relationship — dom!idol — clear consent — happy endings — unprotected piv sex — breeding/creampie — subspace — weed & alcohol use — college au — choking, marking, spanking — dacryphilia — degradation/humiliation — multiple members (threesome, poly, etc.) — parent!idol or reader — anything else not listed under yellow or red

🟡 sometimes ok (ok to request, but i may choose not to write it) 🟡

butt stuff (anal, pegging, etc.) — a/b/o or hybrid au — pet play — high school au — weapons — pregnancy — period related smut — cheating/infidelity — idol au

🔴 will not write (do not request) 🔴

major character death — pedophilia/underage reader or idol — noncon/dubcon — incest — piss/vomit/anything of that nature — foot fetish — lactation — age play/ddlg — self harm/eating disorders/mental illnesses — drug abuse/addiction — extreme toxicity, abuse, manipulation, yandere, etc. — unhappy endings

#[🎟️] — navi

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jqyszn · 10 months

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—> USER INTRO

~ hii my name is ri (formally known as jqyszn)

~ i am 19 years old || 24/06/04 all my ‘04 linerz rise!

~ i write for enha only as they’re my ults ! both nsfw and sfw! (nsfw for hyung line ONLYYYY!!)

~ my pronouns are she/her

~ my mbti is enfp

~ i’m filipino,, my timezone is GMT

~ my biases in enha are Jay and Hee,,

in svt my biases are hansol and wonwoo,,

in exo my biases are chanyeol, baekhyun and sehun

in txt my bias is hyuka <33

—> TAKE TO NOTE

~ i do not write for the maknae line as i’m uncomfortable so please refrain from requesting anything nsfw about sunoo, jungwon and ni-ki

~ i don’t write anything with pi$$ or $hit play, rap3, cnc, p3dophillia, mxm, or just anything i don’t feel comfortable writing about.

~ if you feel uncomfortable with/don’t like my works then scroll. negativity isn’t welcome here.

~ dni if you’re a minor, racist, homophobic, anti or if you’re just a shitty person.

#enhypen #enha #all about ri !!#enhypen fics #enhypen imagines #enhypen ff

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hoonielovez · 2 years

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looking for kpop 1x1 rp partners ! ♡

hi! i am vieve and i am 18 and in desperate need of roleplay partners ! it has been so long since i got to roleplay and since my summer has started i really would like to!

i would prefer to do a ship roleplay, my preffered would be mxm or fxm since i dont have very many wlw ships. my main mlm ships are meanie, (preferred!) jinkook, sookai, and heehoon ! you could totally suggest other ships from groups like txt, svt, enhypen, bts or just let me know if you have a particular ship you want and i will see what i can do!

we could also both choose a pairing and then play 2 characters each if we wanted ! or if you wanted to do ocxmember then just let me know !

i also would prefer you to be at least 18, since i am as well, and our roleplay could contain mature themes.

if you are interested, pls shoot me a message ! it is likely we will use discord or we can discuss a better place if preferred ^^

#kpop roleplay #sookai #heehoon #jinkook #meanie #minwon #roleplay #roleplay partner wanted #roleplay partner finder

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onlymingyus · 2 years

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Of course I have to send in a drabble request!

Was thinking about a poly relationship between junhui, reader, and seokmin where reader walks in on them being lovey dovey without them, then things get really heated really fast

Also if you could involve cumplay in some sort of way, the reader doesnt have ro be dom but that could be spicy

Of course my dear! I hope you enjoy ♥

cw; seokmin (dk), jun, gn reader, smut (like filth), oral, handjob, mlm/mxm, dom!reader

thank you to @peachytangerines and @wonwussy for reading over this!

Seokmin laughs sweetly against Jun’s neck as his fingers dare to walk along the exposed skin near the waistband of Jun’s sweatpants. With a small groan, Jun licks his lips into a smile. His hips lifting towards the long fingers as Seokmin’s lips find his own.

“Fuck Seokmin…” Jun’s words slip into Seokmin’s mouth between kisses and moans. You watch leaning against the door frame with crossed arms as Jun’s hand run’s along Seokmin’s forearm as he leads his hand towards his obvious erection through his sweatpants.

You smirk as you listen to Seokmin laugh again at how desperate Jun is for him. Your needy little whores, both of them, you thought to yourself as your temple rested against the frame. You lick your lips as you watch Seokmin push Jun’s sweatpants down to his thighs letting the other man’s cock lay back on his abs.

Jun hisses at the contact with the air, swallowing hard as he meets Seokmin’s eyes. Both of them are still oblivious to your presence until Seokmin’s hand wraps around Jun’s shaft and you clear your throat drawing their attention. Jun’s head leans back against the pillows as he whines when Seokmin swallows hard and runs his thumb just under the other man’s tip as you raise a brow.

“You weren’t even going to invite me?” Seokmin smiles at your words as his thumb continues to gently tease Jun’s slit as precum begins to seep over his finger. “I’m sorry baby…we got carried away.” You make a sound of skepticism as you move towards the bed, your eyes still on Seokmin as he makes no effort to stop what he is doing.

“I think that my boys are just little whores who forgot about me.” Jun whines again and lifts his hand out for you as Seokmin pouts at you. “Baby we would never…” You shoot him a look as you move to pull at Jun’s pants pulling them the rest of the way down his legs before dropping them off the bed. “Don’t start Seokmin, I talk and you listen.”

With a thick swallow Seokmin nods as you crawl between Jun’s legs leaning to kiss his palm before nipping at his thumb as he tries to run it along your lips. “Does Seokmin’s hand feel good on your pretty cock Junnie?” Jun nods even as he rubs his index finger over your bite before sliding his fingers through your hair as you get closer.

“Yes but…I need more.” You give him a faux look of concern before looking at Seokmin. “He needs more, so you are going to hold his cock and I’m going to take care of our baby Jun.” Seokmin bites at his lip with a nod as he slides his hand down Jun’s shaft making the other hand arch his back before he settles when you shush him.

When your mouth wraps around Jun’s head, you hear both men groan before Seokmin’s hand moves to push your hair from your eyes as you lower yourself down until your lips meet his hand. A glance to his lap makes you smirk at the corner of your lips as you pull back to run your tongue around Jun’s head when you see Seokmin’s cock twitch in his shorts.

Your cheeks hollow around Jun once again as your eyes close, your saliva and his pre-cum beginning to run over Seokmin’s hand making the other man feel like he is going to lose himself from just watching when Jun finally starts to whine yours and Seokmin’s name. Seokmin looks at the other man and leans to press a kiss to his jaw as he smiles with a nod. “Ask for it Junnie…you know you have to.”

You can’t help but to moan at Seokmin’s words. You hadn’t told him that he could speak but he was right, Jun had to ask to cum. Beg he does, so sweetly that almost whining sobs for you to let him cum. You smirk at the man and nod before running his head along your lips before pressing a kiss to his tip. “Okay Junnie. You can cum. Seokmin…I want you to help him. Be good boys for me?”

Seokmin groans at your words and nods as you let Jun’s cock rest against your tongue. “Yes baby. Oh fuck.” Jun watches as Seokmin’s hand moves over his cock in quick movements as he strokes him to his release before white ropes shoot into your mouth making both men groan in pleasure. Seokmin’s eyes closing as he loses himself cursing under his breath as he starts to apologize when you nod knowing he had came in his pants.

When you don’t speak he raises a brow and watches as you move towards him as his hand falls from Jun’s softening cock. Seokmin groans into your mouth as Jun’s cum seeps over his tongue. The salty taste causes him to furrow his brow as you pull back and shake your head no as he gives you a questioning look. “Give it back to Jun, he’s been a better boy than you.”

Seokmin groans arching to your touch as he leans to press his lips to Jun’s before their tongues glide over one anothers as you watch with a smirk as you lick your lips tilting your head. “That’s better. Isn’t it more fun when my boys wait for me?”

#mars.answers #jenna 🦑#seokmin smut #jun smut #seventeen smut #svt smut #dk smut #dokyeom thots #jun thots #junhui smut #lee seokmin smut #dokyeom smut #svt mlm #mlm #mxm #svt mxm #seventeen mlm #seventeen mxm

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weiwuxian87 · 9 months

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Seventeen Reasons: I Love You...

Episode 2: Spider

Yuri sat at his desk looking over the case. Everyone had gone home for the night, but he flipped through the file as if willing something to appear, a name, a phone number, anything that would help him figure out who was behind this and why two idols. His phone vibrated. Looking down, he mentally cursed. It was nearly three in the morning and he had to get to Seoul by nine. He grabbed his jacket and stood up, closing the file and tucking it under his arm. He was already dreading the drive up, but he knew Taehyung had already left for Busan.

In the parking lot, as he opened his door, a familiar voice filled his ear.

"Yuri, you got a minute?" A man standing around 5' 7" stood behind Yuri. His hands were in his pocket and he was dressed in a black shirt with black pants and a studded belt. His hair was blonde and his eyes were beautiful. He has tattoos that could be seen on his arm and part of his neck. His lip had a silver ring in it. He moved his head to flip his hair out of his face.

Yuri turned around and immediately rolled his eyes. He cleared his throat and shook his head trying his best not to look in Hanse's eyes. The taller man moved closer to Yuri.

"Please, I just want to talk."

"You did enough talking when we broke up, remember? You said I drain you. You said I'm a whore, I'm needy, and if I recall you said you'd rather date women than put up with me. Did I get everything right?" Yuri said.

"I'm sorry," Hanse began, "I was under a lot of pressure then and I made some mistakes."

"Save it, Hanse. I trusted you with everything. EVERYTHING! I gave you all of me and you took it, crumpled it up, and spat on it. I wasn't enough for you."

"Yuri, that's not true." Hanse took a step forward, removing his hand from his pocket and gently taking Yuri's into his own. "I was foolish to let you go. I said hurtful things and I am sorry. I never stopped loving you. It took me a while to gather up the courage to approach you."

"What do you want from me?" Yuri asked.

"Yuri..." He paused, hand reaching up to cup the side of Yuri's face. Yuri couldn't help but to look into Hanse's eyes and as he gazed into them, he could see something he didn't see when they were dating. The air caught in his throat as he felt Hanse's lips press against his. Yuri tried to resist, but the kiss deepened and he began to lose himself in Hanse. Luckily, before things could go further, he pulled away and placed his hand on Hanse's chest.

"Hanse...please. I don't trust you. I can't do this right now."

A tear slowly fell down Yuri's face. Everything stood still. Hanse took in the pain-filled eyes that stared at him. He could see the hurt that Yuri had kept hidden. He could see the man he'd fallen for and it killed him to know that this was all his fault, that he'd hurt him in such a way that it had changed him. Hanse took a step back and opened the car door.

"I don't want to hurt you, Yuri. I want to be there for you. I know I was a terrible boyfriend. You did so much for me and I treated you poorly. Not a day goes by that I don't think about us and what we had. I just want a second chance to prove it to you."

It had been nearly three years since he'd seen Hanse. Last he heard he was a musician and a model. He'd changed his number and deleted all of their photos to forget about him. The memories had been too painful to recall and now here he was standing in front of him wanting another chance. Yuri looked at Hanse, tears in his eyes as he shook his head.

"Hanse..." What was he thinking? Why did he want to kiss him again? Why did he want to feel his touch one more time? Yuri sighed as he wiped the tears away. "I'm going out of town. I don't know how long I'll be gone. Give me some time to think about this."

Hanse looked down, a look of defeat on his face, but he understood that it would take time. Yuri couldn't help but feel something for Hanse. They'd dated for five years, and during that five years, the first three were amazing. In the fourth year is when everything went to hell and Hanse began to grow distant. Their conversations grew into arguments and in the fifth year, he caught Hanse with someone in their bed. The image had played over in his mind for an entire year after the violent breakup. Now here they were, three years later wanting to start over, to make things right, and yet he still had his reservations about all of it.

"Give me your phone," Yuri said. Hanse reached into his pocket and handed Yuri his phone. A moment later Yuri handed it back and sighed. "I'm not saying we are going to get back together, I'm not saying that all is forgiven, but you have my number."

Hanse smiled as he looked at his phone, holding it as if it were the most precious thing in the world. Yuri took a step back and turned around, climbing into his car. Hanse stepped away and watched as Yuri drove off. Yuri's mind was clouded with different thoughts. Some of Hanse, some of the cases he was trying to solve. It wasn't the best feeling in the world, but he would do his best to put aside his personal life and focus on his work.

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Arriving in Seoul, Yuri moved as quickly as he could towards the HYBE Corporate building. He had a meeting with the Manager of the group Seventeen and was supposed to meet some of the members. He was told over the phone their names, but thirteen names were hard to keep track of.

"Detective Yuri?"

Yuri approached the man as he waved. He was dressed in his normal clothes, though they were just as androgynous as ever. Knee-high black boots with a small one-inch heel. Black tight jeans that hugged his butt and crotch. A cute pink shirt that had "Taste Me" written across the front and a nice jean jacket. His jewelry only added to the overall look. He truly looked like an idol even though he was a 28 years old mixed detective.

"Hi, how are you?" Yuri said, an adorable smile plastered on his face.

"I'm well, we've been expecting you. I'm Kim Min Jae, Seventeen's manager, well one of them anyways. Here follow me," Min Jae began, as Yuri walked next to the man, "the higher-ups are very concerned after the news. They are appreciative of your help in the matter and wanted me to tell you whatever you need let them know. I have to warn you a couple of the guys are a bit flirtatious."

"Oh Min Jae, I'm sure I can handle it," Yuri chuckled, "I'm sure they haven't said anything I've never heard before."

Min Jae smirked and nodded, "nonetheless, they're always joking around. S. Coups, their leader, is out on leave right now so he won't be here, but the rest of them managed to make it. I know it was explained that you'd only be meeting a few of them, but they all managed to make it to the meeting. So, if you'd please step right this way."

Yuri followed Min Jae to a large meeting room and when he opened the door, he could hear all of the voices joking around and talking about nonsense. As soon as he entered, everyone grew silent.

"Everyone this is Yuri Sanchez, he will be your new bodyguard and he'll also be helping me with a few things here and there."

A collective "hello" rang out in the room. Yuri waved cutely and bowed slightly.

"Yuri, you should have received the file with each of their names, but for time's sake I'll give you their stage names." Min Jae began pointing at each member as he spoke. "That's DK, Woozi, Seungkwan, Jeonhan, Joshua, Vernon, Junhui, The8, but you can call him Minghao, Mingyu, Wonwoo, Dino, and Hoshi."

"It's a pleasure to meet you all."

"The pleasure is mine," Hoshi said, a sly smirk on his face. "Manager-nim you didn't say our new bodyguard would be this good-looking."

"Hoshi, don't start," Woozi chimed in.

"No, no, let him finish," Yuri smiled.

Hoshi looked at Yuri and smiled, "I'm just saying if you ever wanna catch a movie or something, hit me up."

"I don't think you can handle me."

"Oh really?" Hoshi said.

Yuri strutted over to Hoshi and without warning straddled him. Everyone's eyes widened as Yuri sensually leaned forward as if he was about to kiss Hoshi before smiling when Hoshi closed his eyes. "You're cute, but I would destroy you."

Min Jae adjusted his collar and cleared his throat as Yuri lifted off of Hoshi and returned to Min Jae's side. All of them collectively looked at one another then Hoshi who had a blush on his face.

"Damn Hoshi, I think you met your match," Junhui said, chuckling.

Hoshi cleared his throat, but he couldn't take his eyes off Yuri for the rest of the meeting. They went over future schedules, and airport protocol and Yuri provided them with his number since he would be spending a lot of time with them.

"If you guys need anything, please don't hesitate to ask. Especially you Hoshi," Yuri teased. Everyone laughed, but Hoshi bit his bottom lip and winked. What was he doing? Yuri knew better than to start anything with someone as young as any member of Seventeen. He was 28, they were in their 20's but had so much to learn about life. He always admired their tenacity and what it took for them to get to where they were in their fame. He was shocked at how straightforward Hoshi had been, but he only took it as light teasing. Min Jae dismissed everyone and Yuri stood in the hall watching as everyone went to do what was on their schedules. Hoshi approached silently as Yuri looked up from his phone.

"Am I in trouble?" Yuri said, trying to figure out why Hoshi was approaching him in silence.

"I'm intrigued. You're not afraid of a little teasing like our past guard. You actually put me in my place. I'm intrigued."

"Is this your way of calling a truce on the teasing?"

"Are you seeing anyone?"

"Excuse me?"

"Are you single?" Hoshi had a smile on his face as he scratched the back of his head. Was he nervous?

"Listen, Hoshi, you seem like a nice guy, but we live entirely different lives. I don't think anything between us would..."

Yuri stopped as Hoshi pressed his luscious lips softly against his. For a moment, Yuri intended to push him away, but his body betrayed him. He felt his hand caress the back of Hoshi's neck and felt Hoshi's tongue slide into his mouth. When he finally came to his senses, he pushed Hoshi away gently.

"Hoshi..."

"Not even a chance, huh?"

Yuri was confused. Why did Hoshi want to talk to him? He'd talked to idols in the past and it was always a disaster. Schedules, not to mention toxic fans and the mystery of it all. Yuri closed his eyes and shook his head.

"I'm not saying you don't have a chance, but next time if you kiss me without permission I'm going to knee you in the groin, got it?"

Hoshi held up his hands in submission and backed away. Yuri laughed as he watched the younger man leave. What was he thinking? Giving Hoshi a chance was opening up a can of worms he didn't know if he was ready for. Then there was Hanse who wanted to start over again. He had a lot to think about as he sighed and made his way to the first part of his schedule.

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fictionalarsonist · 4 years

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bad endings and new beginnings - part II

pairing ›_ meanie ; mentions of woncheol ; mentions of seungcheol ⨯ twice nayeon | content ›_angst ; fluff ; mingyu is good at cooking ; mild language ; cheating | rating ›_pg | word count ›_2.9k

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premise ›_Mingyu had never been in a relationship before, but being with Wonwoo makes him want nothing else but. But, Wonwoo’s too attached to the past and it makes Mingyu’s too uncertain of his place. › One-liners Inspired Drabbles ― #1. “Sleep in your car if you don’t like it.”

credit to @mingyuistall for beta-reading this for me. ty, hun!

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[ part 1 | part 2 ]

“I know I was in the wrong,” Seungcheol tries again, pulling his upper lip between his teeth, “But I-” Wonwoo watches Seungcheol swallow hard, his eyes desperate to be understood, “Wonwoo, I know now how it is to be without you.”

These were the words Wonwoo’s been longing to hear, Wonwoo picture those words in so many variants coming from Seungcheol’s lips. He tossed and turned in bed over the days along these months and only recently he stopped doing this. He found some comfort in Mingyu’s arms and it made him feel guilty now that he thought about it- Wonwoo wouldn’t want to be this kind of person. To use a Mingyu because he wants to get over Seungcheol, it’s just not fair.

“I know now what is like to not have you there-”

The word that seemed to be missing, the word that Wonwoo feels like Seungcheol held back was “waiting”. Seungcheol misses having Wonwoo there, waiting for him. Staying put for when Seungcheol needs.

“I want- I wish you could give us another chance. I’ll do anything -” Seungcheol pleads, “I want you. I should’ve chosen us from the get-go.”

The way Seungcheol’s fingertips pressed on his palm is one of the things Wonwoo used to miss the most; he didn’t think he’d pull his hand away when Seungcheol finally moved his hands, pressing his fingertips on his palm, tracing lines in his hand. But he did, Wonwoo pulled away before Seungcheol could intertwine their fingers; Seungcheol gapes, his hand curling into a fist to fill the emptiness left by Wonwoo’s hold.

“You were going to marry someone and still you never bothered to say a word to me!” Wonwoo heard the words falling from his lips before he could hold himself back, they were the words Jihoon reasoned with him, words he refused to acknowledge because he believed in Seungcheol. God! He couldn’t feel any more pathetic.

“I understood when you said you weren’t ready to let people know about- you. About us.” Wonwoo continues and Seungcheol falters again, looking everywhere for something to contest Wonwoo’s words, but there was nothing he could say and Wonwoo went on as soon as he saw Seungcheol realizing it, “You let me believe that I had a- a chance, I thought―” Wonwoo swallows, feeling himself faltering. “I thought you loved me-”

For all that it’s worth, he spent too much time going over all the moments he was pushed away, hidden, ignored and kept thinking Seungcheol just wasn’t ready to let others know. It never occured to Wonwoo that he was- a dirty little secret, one Seungcheol never meant to reveal.

Wonwoo frowns and stops himself, pressing his lips close.

“But I- I did. I do , I- love you,” Seungcheol insists and to Wonwoo it’s so painfully obvious Seungcheol just trying to convince himself , “I want you, Wonwoo” he repeats and Wonwoo looks away only to be surprised, seeing Mingyu walk past the restaurant.

“I don’t think that’s true,” Wonwoo looks back at him and these words don't weigh as much as he thought it would once he says it out loud. On the contrary, he finds himself smiling and shifting his feet in anticipation as he looks at Seungcheol again, “And, you know what?” A chuckle fell from his lips, “I’m sorry. I think I made a mistake, this- this is a mistake.”

Seungcheol moves to his feet as Wonwoo does, blocking his way and stopping his hands from reaching for the coat and groceries on the seat next to him. Seungcheol wets his lips and Wonwoo must be too nice because he does, he waits until Seungcheol takes a breath to conceal the panic in his eyes. He doesn’t seem to believe Wonwoo’s refusing him and, to be honest, Wonwoo’s not quite believing himself either. He looks away for a moment and sees Mingyu crossing the street, Mingyu will be at the condo soon- he has to be there too.

“I’m sorry, Cheol,” Seungcheol was taken back and Wonwoo surprised himself at how easily the nickname fell from his lips, with no resentment or hurt in his voice.

“Wait! Wait. Wonwoo, just wait a moment, okay?” Seungcheol tries, “Let’s talk-”

“We just did! Look, I have to go home,” Wonwoo moves away from him with the last word he just said bubbling delicious in his tongue. He’s not running somewhere empty and alone like always, he’s going home and Mingyu will be there too.

Seungcheol watches Wonwoo glance at the chart with prices hanging on the wall nearby and places the notes on the table before looking at him once again.

“Mister?” Seungcheol snaps his head, practically scaring the waitress, “I’m sorry, but- Should I take these away?”

Seungcheol looks at her hand motioning to Wonwoo’s untouched food.

“Uh- Yeah, sure,” he mumbles, fumbling his pockets to get his wallet, “How much is it?” Seungcheol sputtered all the while glancing at the price chart and placing the whole amount on the tray the waitress’ holding.

“Sir, you have to pay at the cashier-”

“You do this for me, yeah? Here’s a tip,” Seungcheol carelessly leaves the money and rushes out of the restaurant with the money Wonwoo left on the table in his hand. As soon as Seungcheol steps out, he looks left and right before realizing he doesn’t really know which way is Wonwoo’s place.

Wonwoo smiles as soon as he turns the corner and sees Mingyu just about to cross it.

“Hey! Kim Mingyu?”

Mingyu turned at his name being called, quite amused when he saw Wonwoo and completely oblivious to the bicycle's bell ringing behind him. He frowns when Wonwoo’s smiling face turns into a concern as he rushes over to him. Mingyu turns his back to the busy traffic and Wonwoo arrives just in time to pull him away from an accident, stealing a silent gasp from him. Wonwoo smiles in relief once the potential danger is gone and Mingyu only realizes when his eyes follow Wonwoo’s and watch him apologize to the frantic, pissed off cyclist.

“You’re okay, right?” Wonwoo asks, his smile slowly curling his lips again and Mingyu’s still astounded to say anything, “Mingyu?”

“Huh?” Normally would find it irritating if someone chuckled like that at him because he looked dumb, despite knowing he probably looks pretty dumfounded right now. But, surprisingly enough he doesn’t seem to care about it because Wonwoo looks breath-taking up close.

“Are you okay?”

Mingyu swallows with a broken side smile and forces his eyes away from Wonwoo’s lips and the way they part to pull himself together and step away, clearing his throat. For once in his life feeling disconcerted, not with the situation but rather with the way his heart beats erratically, more so when Wonwoo laughs at his lost expression with his cheeks tinted in a pink color.

“Yeah, I’m fine and uhm- thank you. By the way,” Mingyu found himself to say once he regained his cool, steeping away and clearing his throat yet again as Wonwoo gives him a onceover to make sure he’s fine.

“I’m sorry I distracted you”

“So, you’re taking the responsibility now?” MIngyu can’t help but notice how Wonwoo's eyes still seem filled with worry and it caused him to try his usual nonchalant tone to voice a reply, though even for his ears, it sounds off.

“Sort of,” Wonwoo shrugged and his eyes fell on the grocery bags in Mingyu’s hand, “What’s all that?”

“Oh,” Mingyu’s eyes fall on his groceries as well, “These-”

The insignificant weight hanging from his fingers had been forgotten, but it all comes rushing in as a flashback when he thinks about it. Even though he left a good number of things back at that cashier, he’s still taking quite a lot with him, but those are quite important key ingredients. Mingyu doesn’t want to depend on any unhealthy excuse of a diet Wonwoo maintains in his fridge to increment today’s dinner.

“Just something for dinner,” Mingyu tries his best to sound casual, feeling particularly embarrassed and Wonwoo frowns.

“With all that?” Wonwoo gapes rather comically and looks up at him, “You, me and who else is coming?”

“It’s just us” Mingyu corrects with a feigned complaint, thinking that maybe this way this simple two-letter word won’t put on the same weight that it carries on his tongue.

It’s exquisite how disconcerted Mingyu feels. He steps to stand beside Wonwoo, feeling childish, somewhat like the stupid teenager he once was when his knuckles brushes the back of Wonwoo’s hand and his skin tingles, as if it’s celebrating, but, at the same time, aching to touch. Mingyu grips on his grocery bags, watching the cars rushing by in front of them while the traffic light flashes green above their heads. Mingyu finds himself sucking a gush of air sharply, considering to switch the groceries to the other hand just so he could hold Wonwoo’s hand; he was never the type of person to hold himself back anyways.

“Come on”

Mingyu’s startled back in reality by Wonwoo’s voice before feeling the hand on his back, gently urging him to walk. Mingyu has never been the kind of guy of holding back without a good reason and he doesn’t miss Wonwoo's surprised expression when their fingers intertwine.

“You left before me,” Mingyu comments absentmindedly, “How come I meet you now?”

“I’ll tell you later,” Wonwoo said, pressing the pad of his thumb on Mingyu’s knuckle.

Mingyu catches on Wonwoo’s uneasiness, but holds back any remark, it’s not his place to ask. Not really.

***

Wonwoo messes his hair running his fingers through it as he walks to the bed. Mingyu seems quite comfortable laying there, fumbling with his phone. It’s kind of like earlier, Wonwoo half-smiles as he remembers the sight in his kitchen when he walked in. Mingyu had gotten rid of his coat, his suit and tie, loosed the dress shirt, pulled up the sleeves and borrowed Wonwoo’s apron, something Wonwoo barely uses himself. Despite being something close to a stranger, Mingyu seemed quite well-suited and laid in his kitchen, as if it was his place to begin with. The food was great despite all his provocations about it during the meal.

“What are you smiling at?” Mingyu asked as Wonwoo laid down by his side, at a good distance from him.

This was different even from him, this domestic-like situation, but felt natural. Having Wonwoo laid beside him like this, it’s something Mingyu suddenly saw himself appreciating, he usually goes home to an empty place, alone and never really felt the need to change that, but Wonwoo makes him think about it . Mingyu lost focus on whatever he’s been doing on his phone, but keeps pretending anyway because he doesn’t quite know what to do with himself.

“You don’t look like you’d be good at cooking,” Wonwoo confesses absentmindedly, his eyes wandering somewhere else as he pulls the covers over himself. Trying not to think of the gap between Mingyu and him on the bed. “You really looked like you knew what you were doing”

Mingyu chuckles heartedly.

“You looked like you know what you’re doing,” Wonwoo teased and Mingyu smirked

“So, did I impress you?” Mingyu provokes, “Or are you saying that just so you won’t sleep in your car?”

Wonwoo scoffs.

“It wasn’t terrible, ” he provokes, “But maybe I’ll have a fixed verdict at breakfast”

“You need to think it through the night?” Mingyu smiles

“No,” Wonwoo states, “But my final judgement will be the breakfast you promised”

Mingyu squints.

“I- didn’t promise you breakfast,” he tries stealing a glance at Wonwoo.

“You mentioned, ” Wonwoo points it out ever so cunningly, he’s laying tad lower than Mingyu on the bed and he tilts his head up ever so slightly, without really being able to see Mingyu, but enough to attract Mingyu’s eyes to him.

“No, I didn’t,” Mingyu corrects, “I said, some of those ingredients I got would be good for breakfast too”

“Oh! Was it?”

Mingyu catches an absentminded smile on Wonwoo’s lips. Mingyu gives up on pretending to be checking his phone, then and sets it aside.

“Wonwoo-”

Mingyu doesn’t quite know what to say next, there’s something he wants too say. Actually, more than just one thing and he doesn’t know how to start with them.

“What?” Wonwoo replies and the word comes out as if in a quiet hum.

“Won’t you come closer?” Mingyu provokes, “Do you intend to stay this far the whole night?” He tries his playful tone, “Thought we were way past this phase-”

Wonwoo humphs , as if in annoyance, but moves closer anyways. Mingyu soon feels Wonwoo pressing on his side, but still laying a little lower than him. Mingyu moves his arms as Wonwoo lays his head down.

“What’s-” Wonwoo jolts and looks down at Mingyu’s arm placed under his head.

“Just lay down~” Mingyu says, throwing him a quick glance and Wonwoo does as said.

“Shouldn’t you start calling hyung? ” Mingyu raises an eyebrow, looking down at Wonwoo, “I’m over a year older than you, you know?”

Mingyu feels Wonwoo’s warm body pressed on his side and he feels himself relaxing a little more at this. It finally gives him the courage to consider talking what it’s been in his mind; only if Wonwoo gives him the chance to. However, it feels like their dancing around the matter, Wonwoo seems to know and he knows it too- and, perhaps, that’s why Wonwoo doesn’t seem willing to lay down beside him.

“Alright, then-” Mingyu replies simply, swallowing the tense feeling that weighs on his chest, “ I'll start calling you hyung if you answer me properly this time ”

Mingyu glances down and sees Wonwoo frowning at the ceiling and fidgeting with the duvet.

“Answer you about what?” Wonwoo's answer comes out strangled and Mingyu can’t be more sure that answering that is unnecessary. Wonwoo knows, but he does anyway.

“What is it that you’d tell me later?” Mingyu tries and somewhere as he speaks his courage is substituted by uncertainty. Mingyu doesn’t feel in the place to ask those things, Wonwoo never promised him anything, never said anything, this is him being induced by Jeonghan’s fantasies and he’s letting himself being led on, unable to stop himself now. “I mean… About what you said earlier at the-”

“Will you call me hyung if I answer that?” Wonwoo tries a playful tone yet again, but it falls dead between them.

A silence fills the space left where words could be unnecessarily said and Mingyu looks at the ceiling too. His eyes restless, looking at nothing in particular, his mind delving in too many thought and none all at the same time. The uncertainty and restlessness inside of him contrasted with the quietness of the room. Mingyu took in a quieting, deep breath and Wonwoo waited a moment after to speak up again.

“I-” Wonwoo starts with hesitancy, pulling on his lips, trying out the words in his mind before saying them, “I met Seungcheol today.”

To Wonwoo those words feel light as feathers, but the weight lifted from his chest makes him breathe so much better now- If only Mingyu would say something back.

“Is that all?” Mingyu replies a beat too late, but it doesn’t matter all that much, but the words doesn’t soothe Wonwoo any more than the silence would and Wonwoo only hums in response. Mingyu swallows thickly, “Is there something wrong?”

Wonwoo searches for words at the corner of the room and starts to understand this needed silence that comes and goes between them. It’s heavy, not uncomfortable but definitely unsetting. They both have their minds set on something, not so sure about what the other’s thinking, what the other wants and, to Wonwoo, it’s a little scary.

“Not really-” Wonwoo starts

“So,”Mingyu indulces, “there is something wrong”

“I said not really, ” Wonwoo corrects and the sound of his attempted smile reaches Mingyu.

Mingyu holds back his tongue, not too prone into saying anything that would overstep his boundaries. But, the words fell from Wonwoo’s lips before he could put any more thoughts into it.

“I thought I loved him, now I’m not sure,” Wonwoo immediately regrets saying it out loud, but it’s not like he can take it back, so he tries selecting his words better next “It’s always like this. I- don’t know why I always chose the wrong guys”

“I’m not that great either, you know?” Mingyu says, looking at Wonwoo and shifting a little to lay on his side. Wonwoo finally looks up at him then and Mingyu moves his arm to pull him up and closer, this time. “ Hyung?” Mingyu tries and Wonwoo laughs at him,, “Sounds weird”

“Not to me,” Wonwoo retorts and Mingyu smiles in return, his eyes falling on Wonwoo’s lips.

“I never had this ,” Mingyu confesses, “You’ll have to teach me- hyung ”

It’s Wonwoo who kisses him first and a breathy moan escapes Mingyu’s lips at how sweet and soft Wonwoo kisses him. There’s no hurry, not passion or need ; Mingyu’s certainly not used to this, but he wants more of it. He wants more of holding Wonwoo’s hand and pressing him by his side. He wants more of the way Wonwoo’s fingers play with his hair and cups his jaw. Mingyu he ever expected that night at the club would end up like this, Wonwoo didn’t seem to be interested either, but if the night started with fireworks lighting up the light, then morning end up in Wonwoo’s apartment end up holding someone’s hand at the end of the day, but Wonwoo somehow made that happen and Jeonghan’s words certainly is part of it. Thankfully.

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writingforyourpleasure · 3 years

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Quite the Temper

Genre: NonIdol!AU, University!AU, College!AU, Bestfriends!AU

Pairing: Vernon/Hansol x Seungkwan, Verkwan

Summary: Seungkwan and Hansol are bestfriends, the only problem is Seungkwan massive crush on the so-called friend. Not to forgot his girlfriend. What if Hansol doesn't have a girlfriend anymore tho?

Word Count: 4k353

Warnings: smut, anal sex, a litlle bit of spit.

A/N: So sad to see so little content about this incredibly cute ship, and even les smut about it. First MxM fic, did it for fun . There's probably a ton of misspelling sorry.

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Seugkwan was definitely drunk right now.

He had started to drink way too soon. He started an hour before Minguy came to drive him and his friends to the party they planned going to.

Jihoon had asked them to go, which came as a shock knowing the black haired boy.

Even for their group it was pretty uncommon to go to any parties .

But they all soon learned that Soonyoung was the reason has to why their extroverted friend had asked them to join him to a party.

At first Seugkwan had stayed chatting with Jeonghan over a drink . But soon the discussion took a turn to how beautiful SeungCheol was tonight , and yes of course the man was cute tonight even though he was a messy drunk making a fool of himself laughing way too loud to one of SeokMin’s lame jokes, but then a more subtle laugh would add itself to the loud mess. That laugh was mesmerizing to Seugkwan.

“Seugkwan? Are you even listening to me?” Jeonghan sounded genuinely upset, so with a little bit of struggle Seugkwan turned his attention back up to his friend.

“Sorry did I miss anything about you thirsting over your man?”

The smooth features of Jeonghan became harsher in judgment .

“Ok so then maybe I should just leave you by yourself to go and enjoy ‘my man’ ?”

At that Seugkwan pouted looking over to his friend facing him with his whole body in an attempt to make him rethink his position .

“C’mon don’t do it please , Look I was just joking alright ? Nothing could compare to the sight of you getting drunk and talking weirdly about your ugly boyfriend.”

“Watch it! Coz’ you know damn well you’re no better than me Kwan’!”

“I do not know what you’re making assumption to.”

“Bullshit, while I was maybe ‘thristing’ over SeungCheol we both know which ass you were-“

“BABE!!!!” Seungcheol was both a curse and a benediction at this point, even when he was THIS drunk apparently.

Seungcheol wrapped his long ass limbs over his boyfriend in an attempt to hug him or so it seemed. Jeonghan didn’t seemed to mind at all kissing languidly his boyfriend , who became a blushing mess in less than 2 seconds of his boyfriend making a move on him. Weirdly Seungcheol was never the one to make the first move in their relationship, Jeonghan was always the one to initiate no matter where or who was watching unfortunately. Seugkwan had been the witness to those initiations way to many times. He was traumatized to say the least.

“Cheollie why would you drink that much?”

“I was missing you” Seungcheol whispered yelled at him.

Seugkwan faked gagging on his fingers in front of their disgusting lovingly attempts, making the couple halt.

“Ho shit man , I’m so sorry Kwannie, I didn’t see you! How is my favorite red haired softy?” He said collapsing in Kwan’s arms.

“I am not a softy leave those nicknames to your poor boyfriend I didn’t sign up for that shit.”

Seungcheol was looking genuinely hurt and Seugkwan did feel a little bad .

“Why are you in a shitty mood Kwannie??? You always loved my nicknames…. Did you broke up with your girlfriend too?”

“Who broke up with their girlfriend?”

“Honey, Seungkwan’s gay as fuck…” said an exasperate Jeonghan trying to rip apart the dead weight Seungcheol was on Seungkwan’s shoulders .

“I didn’t know you had a girlfriend Seungkwan.” Said a smooth voice over the way to loud music.

“I don’t!” Seungkwan looked over to Hansol to found him with dark circles under his eyes but his dark blond hair was lifting up the tired features of his face, he was looking devilishly handsome as always.

Seungkwan was starting to loose himself in the perfect shape of his eyebrows , wondering what it would feel like to touch them with his own, while Jeonghan was telling to the boys how Seungkwan was as gay as they can be and by consequence wouldn’t ever think of looking for a girlfriend.

“But wait you didn’t answered Cheol, who broke up with their girlfriend ?” Asked Seungkwan trying not to be a creep and not to stare so shamelessly but he knew that Jeonghan had caught him staring as always.

”That would be me .” Said a tight lip sealed Hansol.

Well done idiot! Seungkwan and Hansol knew each other pretty well , they all did since it was a 13 group of friends, but for the previous months Seugkwan had started getting an big embarrassing crush on Hansol. But being fully aware of the fact that he was in a relationship with a girl two classes above them , he never tempted to try to make a move on Hansol. If you were ever to say that you saw him rubbing his face on his friend’s shoulder or had a huge smile whenever he would seat on his lap instead of a chair because they were too many for the table, then he would brush it off and say you were making things up.

Last week tho, Seungkwan had felt something hard against his ass while sitting on his friend lap, he didn’t say anything , and if he had a devilish smile on his face each time he had to move to catch a fork on the ground and by consequence grind his ass on his friend’s hard on, he would say it was pure unluck . He was pretty proud of himself seeing his friend excuse himself to the bathroom for a few minutes longer than needed right before their classes would start, and when he came back, he was redder than usual and his breath a little harsher too.

Seungkwan that night used those images too pleasure himself trying to picture the redder flesh of his friend masturbating, he even added spiced up the thoughts thinking it was about him that his friend had come . But after the deed was done his mind catched up with reality and he cried that night over the fact , that of course his friend didn’t masturbate over him. He masturbated over the thoughts of his well cherished girlfriend.

“ You broke up with her ?” Jeonghan asked a little surprised.

“Yeah yesterday morning.”

“Why?” said Seungkwan in a cold tone surprising his friends.

“I don’t know dude…. We just- I fell out of love I guess. I tried to fake my feelings in order to get them back, for a few weeks. But it didn’t worked. So I broke up.”

“I’m sorry ‘sol” Said Jeonghan trying to push off his drunk boyfriend , who was kissing him on his neck.

Hansol laughed a little over the drunken state of his best friend.

“I’m gonna put him to bed, before he starts undressing himself in front of everyone. See you guys!” Jeonghan said trying to make Seungcheol stand up a little.

“Right have fun you two!” Replied Hansol smirking knowingly to his friends , before staring ahead at Seungkwan who felt himself blushing under the shameless staring.

“You want to chat a little in the garden ?”

Seungkwan nodded a bit shy at the attention and followed his friend outside.

Minguy and Joshua had joined them at some point saying they didn’t want to see Hoshi and Jihoon making out ever again.

Their little group was talking about everything and nothing at all.

Later a girl named Soo-ah had joined them with Wonwoo not far off. Minguy and her were pretty good friends apparently so they started chatting among themselves mostly as did Wonwoo and Joshua talking about a new cocktail that Joshua learned how to do over the summer at his cousin’s house in LA.

Seugkwan was once again on Hansol’s lap , not that he minded . He was sipping slowly on his drink that Joshua made.

“So… You got a boyfriend?” It took all of Seungkwan will power not to spit out his drink at Hansol’s words.

“Wh-What? I-No I don’t .” He replied trying not to sound too shock over the harmless question.

“Why?”

“Why, Why?”

“Why don’t you have one?”

“Maybe it’s gonna be a shocker to you, since you’re one of the most popular guys at our school, but weirdly people aren’t attracted to me, and ready to undress themselves right on the spot like cheol with Jeonghan, so pretty hard to found any dicks.” Said Seungkwan opting to be as blunt as possible to pass his awkwardness as subtlety as possible.

Hansol laughed out at that.

“Well I think you’re attractive.”

“Wait what?” Seugkwan was looking at Hansol with some kind of concern in his eyes.

“What can’t I found you attractive?”

Seungkwan blushed, maybe he underestimated Joshua’s drinks now.

“Obviously you can it’s just… aren’t you supposed to be sad over your breakup or something?”

“I mean I’ve been sad over it for a month now, guilt tripping myself over my emotions, now that I’m single I feel like trying out new things without feeling guilty about it.”

“So what you decided that tonight would be a good night to flirt with the first guy you see?”

“Not the first guy I see, You.”

“Why tho? Isn’t that strange?”

“Is it? Are you uncomfortable?”

“N-NO… It’s just we’re friends, what about after?”

“Hahaha Seungkwan, Don’t worry I didn’t say I wanted us to have sex tonight or something.”

There was a minute long silence , both of them getting lost in the other eyes.

“I wouldn’t mind tho…” whispered Seungkwan , and OH god he was definitely never drinking Joshua’s cocktails again.

But it apparently sparked something deep inside because Seungkwan definitely felt something move under his lap . This lit up an unknown fire deep inside him.

“We could just go to your room upstairs and there I could just go down on my knees for you. Would you like it Hansol?” The boy whispered in his friend’s right ear, slightly catching his lobe with his teeth and licking it.

Hansol slapped his hand against Seungkwan thighs trying to get him to move up . When the red haired boy did , Hansol took his hand leading him inside the house to the staircase, then to his room, locking it.

Once done he pushed gently the boy on the door going for his neck, at that the smaller boy blushed a deep crimson making its way to his face while his lips were push apart by slightly less bigger ones.

Seungkwan took over his numb body to push his tongue past his friend lips .

Friend? Could he even say that anymore? He didn’t see Hansol as a friend since quite a while was he?

His crush, as if he heard Seungkwan getting lost in his doubts, pushed his hands under the older t-shirt.

His freezing hands leaving hot trails on the aching skin underneath .

Seungkwan was swimming in heaven from finally having the wanted attention of the one he liked so much.

Hansol was trying to behave but the boy grew more impatient the more he was confronted to the endless amount of clothes between them . He moved the other boy to his bed lifting up his shirt over Seungkwan head and doing the same with his.

When he went again for the comforting and lovely feeling of the pillowy lips of Seungkwan , the other boy tried to get Hansol’s pants out of the way, Hansol quickly picking up on the motion help him out and did the same with Seungkwan pants.

“Han-Hansol.”

Seugkwan was growing more and more impatient.

Hansol just wanted him as much, but couldn’t care about being impatient he wanted to savor this.

He didn’t had sex for a while mostly jerking off to random videos or his thoughts .

Those thoughts often leaded to gay sex with blank face,’til at the very edge one became clearer and the softs facial traits of Seugkwan appeared.

At second time it happened during the same week, it leaved the boy a little surprised as normally his erotic dreams were more populated with his girlfriend face, sometimes though he had to admit her face became more masculine, her cheek chubby , and her hair shorter . But he just thought he was getting panted up to a masculine version of her. Until one night months ago , he asked her to try dressing up as masc for a making out saying he wanted to experiment , being honest with his feelings.

And it was great , but something was missing.

Until he had an wet dream about this phantasm again. Then he understood what he jerked off to wasn’t his girlfriend but one of his best friends.

Since that day , every time he felt horny he just couldn’t leave the sight of his friend ass alone.

But it wasn’t only about that. That would have been to simple.

There was a feeling deep down his throat, as it went dry for what seemed no good reason, except Seungkwan antics growing louder as Hansol retrieve further in his quiet persona.

Hansol had a big crush on his friend , and he knew his friend had one as well , each lingering glance from him was a shot of dopamine to him. The way sometimes when Hansol ex was rambling about a topic Seungkwan couldn’t seem to stop being touchy with him , like he was trying to prove a point to the girl.

And Hansol let him be , enjoying it as much as his friend did, sure the first time he felt a bit guilty to have let Seungkwan sit on his lap instead of his girlfriend , but she didn’t seemed to mind .

To her Hansol and Seungkwan were friends nothing more .

Tonight the young man had a point to prove.

“Wait, Are you a virgin?”

“No. I mean it’ll only be my third time tho and I didn’t do it in a long time, the last time was like 1 year ago I think. But I finger myself often enough so it won’t hurt if we take it slow.”

“Do you now ?” Hansol’s voice was dripping with lust just imagining the obscene scene in front of him.

“Mind showing me?” He asked to a blushing Seungkwan. The flustered boy went for Hansol’s fingers before his friend stray away from his touch.

“Be good and show me yourself Kwannie” Seungkwan was at first kinda shocked by Hansol’s playful demeanor.

“But I want yours.” Said the boy without budging , a pout to his lips.

“Too bad , you’ll have to work for it .” Hansol went for a quick kiss before sitting on his desk chair looking good as ever with a small rictus for his partner to see.

“Well then I’m gonna be needing lube.” Still red as a tomato but looking straightforward to the other boy.

Hansol hot up and went to his nightstand opening the first drawer to pick up and leave on the bed his cotton candy lube.

Seungkwan lift one of his eyebrows at this.

“Fancy” A smirk drawing itself on the boy’s lips.

Right now Hansol was suffering from the lack of physical contact from the other boy , but he knew it’ll soon all be worth it.

Seungkwan, shyly grab the edge of his boxer brief , preparing himself for the worst. Seungkwan didn’t like the way he looked, he had gone through many diets to always maintain a certain weight and he did. He wasn’t fat or even chubby, he just got in his head too much.

He was scared in front of his crush. Hansol was very well built and often went to the gym.

Seungkwan was in his head to much , so much that he couldn’t see the adoring eyes on his form.

Hansol knew Seungkwan wasn’t chubby but he didn’t think his friend had abs.

Seungkwan didn’t even realized he was frowning that much until rough palms went to grab his sides gently.

And soon the older boy was in the warm embrace of his friend.

“You’re so beautiful Seungkwan.” The older boy felt his heart throb overwhelmed by his emotions.

Seeing how well Seungkwan was responding to his touch and was now left unbothered by what initial thoughts were clouding his mind , Hansol grabbed his thighs lifting him up before sitting him to his desk chair.

He kissed the older with hunger and lust all the way , throwing some teeth into it, biting slightly at Seungkwan’s plumply lips.

“You don’t have to do anything you don’t feel up to. I don’t got any expectations from you. Even if we only cuddle and kiss that would be enough Kwan’.”

“But I really want to have sex with you.”

“Yeah but we can always have sex later when you’re mind is more at ease.”

“Later ?”

“I wouldn’t mind this being a thing, I mean you really look pretty getting all worked up for me, but I also want you to sit on my lip and to hug and kiss you whenever I feel like it. If you’re up to it.”

“Wh-at? But it’s … You mean being my boyfriend right? But I thought you wanted to experiment ? And just like that ? isn’t it … I don’t know , sudden?”

“Yes you dummy being your boyfriend , I want to experiment, but it’ll be best if it’s with you. And it’s not something I haven’t thought about before. I’ll be proud to have you as my Boyfriend Seugkwan.”

“Pass me the lube .”

Hansol giggled getting up and passing his now boyfriend the cotton candy lube.

And before he could do a move Seungkwan was entering his middle finger up his lubed ass.

Hansol sinked to his knees at the sight running his tongue up his upper lip.

Before lapping at his angry head. He was preventing his boyfriend thighs to choke him. As much as he loved them he didn’t planned on letting his boyfriend writhing with lust in his frat house during a party.

He then proceeded to wrap his mouth on his boyfriend’s member. Hollowing his cheek on his hard on , going up and down, doing repetitive design with his tongue.

It was very different from his ex, But he preferred it, even when he wasn’t suppose to compare the two , he couldn’t believed one could be has vocal as Seungkwan during sex.

If Seungkwan wasn’t the one leading in the bedroom , he sure remained very vocal.

At first the moans were very clear, but the further the interaction between the two continued the more incomprehensible the sentences becamed.

Next thing he knew, The oldest was now stimulating his asshole at full speed with 3 fingers and looked delirious with his dick covered in Hansol’s spit.

Hansol got up and carried his boyfriend to his bed , before stripping from his boxers.

He once again retrieved something from his nightstand drawer causing a delicate hand to wrap around his and take the condom from him to open it up.

And for the first time tonight Hansol felt skin on skin where he needed it most.

A low moan almost in pain erupt from its throat sending sparks in his boyfriend low abdomen.

Seungkwan wanted, needed to hear that magnificent sound again. He knew that he’ll store that knowledge as jack off material for later.

Once the condom applied Hansol aligned himself with his boyfriend entrance.

He thrusted hard and deep , no mercy showed on his boyfriend bending his body up , caged between Hansol’s firm chest.

He waited for a sign to keep on going from the oldest.

Seungkwan never felt that filled up never it was the greatest feeling of all , he felt his eyes rolled back and his hole clenching around the large member of the youngest.

“You’re taking me in so well baby. You look so hot right now. I can’t believe what I jerked myself off to so many times is happening.” Said Hansol before attaching his lips to his boyfriend’s.

Seungkwan took an expected turn as he spit a little in his boyfriend mouth detaching himself from him to see a strand of spit still connecting the two. For some unknow reason Seungkwan got even more aroused at the sight.

“Move already” And Hansol did so.

“God your so bossy I swear, what am I gonna do with such a brat.” Asked Hansol in a sugar-coated voice accompanied by a deep growl.

“Hanso-ol… it’s so go-ood.” And it did , to Seungkwan he never felt as aroused as he was now , it was so good that tears of pleasure were coming to blurry his vision.

“Are you okay Baby?”

“Ye-Yeah just … feels reallyreally good.” Hansol took Seungkwan hands from the sheets to put them to his hair, instinctively Seungkwan pulled with no restraint on it.

“Just focus on me.” Said Hansol as he speed up , rutting at an accelerated speed inside his boyfriend.

As they chased each other’s orgasm’s Seungkwan’s left hand felled on Hansol’s bare back, where he started painting red lines with his nails going as deep as he wished without his boyfriend even complain about it. It added to the pleasure at this point.

Hansol still had a point to be made and covered the fragile neck skin of his boyfriend in hickeys declaring the success of their night together to everyone to naïve to pay attention.

They were both really sweaty it had nothing classy . Hansol was pounding into his boyfriend’s hips at a brutal pace, but it was still done in some much love and emotions.

A big drop of water felled from Seungkwan’s eyes landing into Hansol tongue as he licked the drop away, shooing him down as the whines of Seungkwan became louder, needier, and more high pitched.

Hansol was grunting again Seungkwan’s right ear licking it and biting it before a loud line of moan’s of Seungkwan’s name felled from it , making him whimper against his ear , provoking a balance in temperature.

And Seungkwan felt himself fall from the edge . “Hans-OL” He structured , this was the deepest moan of the night by the oldest and Hansol found it extremely hot. That’s what did the trick for him, He filled up with an worrying amount of cum his condom as he rode through his high with a loud moan of Seungkwan name over and over again.

He stilled down for a few minutes , both of them recovering however they could from their wild orgasm. He ran his hands alongside the sides of his now boyfriend.

“Seungkwan I love you.”

“I love you.” Smiled Seungkwan at hansol , when he retrieved from his used hole.

He tied it down and throw it away in the ben next to his desk quietly .

“I know you’re not gonna want to hear this but , let’s take a shower, I don’t want you to have sore muscles in the morning.”

“Maybe you should have though better before pounding into me like there’s no tomorrow.” Answered sassily Seungkwan and, for the first time tonight, Hansol was a blushing mess to the dirty choice of words from his new boyfriend.

After they showered and did a slow making out session under the hot spay of the bathroom , they got under the cover of the used and old bed of Vernon.

“Can I ask you a question?”

“Shoot.”

“When did you have a boyfriend last year , I never meet him?” Asked Vernon while cuddling his boyfriend.

“A boyfriend? Hooooo you mean the person I was having sex with?”

“Wasn’t he your boyfriend ?”

“Hell no! Why would I want Soonyoung as a boyfriend? Who in their damn right mind would want that except for Jihoon? I don’t have a death wish, thanks!”

“Soonyo-o-oung?”

“Yeah, We decided to do our first time together since we’re best friend, we preferred loosing it to someone important for us instead of when we’ll be too drunk to even see what our date’ll look like in a frat house.” He said with a pointed look to Vernon.

“You’re not drunk right?”

“No, we’re just in your frat ass with some lingering drunken people downstairs.”

“Okay , Okay I got it, next time it’ll be more romantic, baby.” Said Hansol kissing Seungkwan’s temple. At his words the oldest got a marvelous sensation taking over all his emotions.

“I love you.”

“I love you.” Whispered Hansol in his right ear.

A little silence made itself known between the two , relaxing both of them.

“Wait. So did you have sex twice with Soonyoung?”

A long sight of exasperation came out of Seungkwan’s mouth.

“Yeah. Let’s say my dream came true and I did have sex while being drunk in this frat house, he was too. It was okay but sad sex so, we promised not to do it again.”

“Why was it sad ?”

“You brought your girlfriend for the first time around to the so-called party, and it made me sad.”

Hansol a little shocked to hear that , even with him knowing about Seungkwan’s crush for a little while , he hadn’t figured it was this old. He came back to himself and pampered with kisses the smooth skin of his boyfriend.

“Ex-Girlfriend, I have an amazing boyfriend now, have you met him yet?”

Seungkwan turned to face his smiling boyfriend.

“No I haven’t…”

“That’s too bad, he must be around , let me introduce him to you.”

“It’s okay I think he won’t mind if you let him be for tonight and stay up with me instead.”

“I don’t know he really has a temper.” Vernon said smirking , before a sudden fist collided with his abdomen, and both of them ended up giggling through a soft peck on the lips, before drifting off to sleep in the sweet embrace of each other.

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