#xiumin smut

[chogiwass]

Okayyy hear me out!! Sooo recently I’ve been arguing with my friends about what could be exo’s favorite positions and we can’t seem to be able to point it out lol.

i've been talking to my friend abt this too!! so hear me out

minseok- against the wall or smth with him on top, i think he would like to be close to his partner

junmyeon- he gives soft dom vibes soo, probably missionary where he is on top or his partner riding him, he would still be on control though. and i think he praises his partner a lottt

baekhyun- i feel like he would let you ride him at any moment?? he is like super chill sometimes. but i also think he is down to try everything, probably wants to be in control

chanyeol- he would have you BEND!!! OVER!!! any surface you can bend over. i feel like he is an ass guy. or against the wall?? or probably having your legs in his shoulder or smth like that

kyungsoo-he looks so relaxed and like he would like having a connection with the person?? missionary or when you are riding him are the best i think

jongin- ok, you riding him. he just gives me that vibe and no one can change my mind. but i also think he would fuck you on a kitchen counter or a table or the shower

sehun- uhh so the first thing i think about is giving him head and keeping eye contact, then probably you being on top a little bit but he wold take over in no time. i can also see him spooning

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[eomayas]

in the morning • kms [req]

request: can we get a morning sex fix with xiumin where he is both very sweet and very thirsty please and thank you

pairing: minseok x f!reader, established relationship

genre: SMUT 18+ MINORS DNI!!!!

synopsis: reader is late to work because minseok is hard to resist in the morning.

warnings: SMUT!! p in v, praise, unprotected s**, oral (f receiving)

a/n: hehe i told anon that id consider writing this and i did! i hope u like it, thank you for all of the support thus far <3 ps xiumin is a munch heheheheehhe

you shouldn’t have been surprised when his lips found purchase on your neck the moment he felt you stir awake. his hands on your hips, rubbing across your stomach and pulling you flush against his hard member.

last night, drunkenly, he had asked (and you thought he was joking) if he could hit it in the morning. you assumed he was singing the song, teasing you mostly, but you had said yes in your drunken state. in all honesty, neither of you were that drunk, and your saying yes was mostly because you don’t give a shit where or when he fucks you, as long as he does it right and often.

“min,” you murmur, voice laced heavily with sleep. minseok slides a hand underneath your shirt, fingers splaying across your stomach and toying with the tie on your sleep shorts. “i have work.” you say, but it’s like placing a stop sign on a highway the way he doesn’t budge.

“i know,” he mumbles, pressing himself into you. “you told me i could hit it in the morning.” minseok nearly whines when he says it, his mouth by your ear. all you can do is chuckle softly, mildly shocked at his upfront-ness. he kisses underneath your earlobe and goosebumps arise on your skin.

“did i?” you ask rhetorically, moving your head to give him more skin to kiss. “i’m gonna be late.” your complaint falls on deaf ears, your boyfriend slipping his hand underneath your sleep shorts. you can’t help but open your legs wider for him.

minseok removes himself from behind you and crawls on top of you, quickly capturing your lips in a heated kiss. it’s not long before he’s kissing down your neck and shoving your shirt up to rub his hands over your skin. “min,” you say, threading your fingers through his hair, urging him to keep kissing and touching you, though he really shouldn’t if you want to make it to work on time.

“what?” he asks, cutting his eyes to the clock on your bedside table. “at least let me eat it.” he says, already sliding between your legs. you look down at him, lip caught between your teeth. his eyes are pleading, if his fingers digging into the soft skin near your core wasn’t enough indication that he’s starving for it, you don’t know what was.

“if you’re quick,” you say, running a hand through his hair. he quickly tugs at your bottoms and you help him take them off. minseok lowers himself to your exposed core and kisses your clit like the sweetheart that he is. he drags his tongue up your slit experimentally, paying attention to the way you suck in a sharp breath and tense up.

minseok eases your legs open when you try to close them around his head, resting his palms on the inside of your thighs and applying pressure so you don’t move. he makes out with your core, for lack of better imagery, taking his time with you as he sucks on your nub and pokes his tongue into your hole. you cry out his name and throw an arm across your eyes, your back arching off of the bed. “fuck!” you sputter, mouth falling open as you let out moans and whimpers.

he rubs your clit with his fingers when he pokes his tongue in your hole, your legs starting to shake when the pleasure gets to be too much. minseok like when you get like this, when he drives you over the edge and overstimulates you until you can barely talk or think straight. he relishes in seeing your legs shake because he knows he’s doing his job right every time. “you’re close, huh?” he mumbles against you, looking up at you with wide eyes.

“yes!” you whine, drawing him closer by wrapping your legs around his shoulders and holding his face to your core. minseok groans and grinds himself down into the mistress, wanting to be trapped by you in another way. “fuckfuckfuckfuck!” you chant when he starts sucking and licking at you without mercy. he slurps you up like soup, quickly getting you to orgasm all over his face and the bedding.

minseok unhooks your legs from around his head and kisses the inside of your thigh. your eyes flutter open and you sit up to look at him over the rapid rise and fall of your chest. “min,” you say, curling a finger and beckoning him to you. he crawls up your body, kissing your stomach and then kissing you lips, spreading your arousal on your lips. you don’t mind, not right now when you need him lecherously.

your hands quickly work to pull down his sweats, and your start to turn your body around so you can get on all fours, but he stops you. “i wanna see your pretty face,” minseok grouches, gently pulling at your waist to flip you onto your back. “better.” he kisses your neck softly and hooks one of your legs onto his shoulders, checking with you to make sure it’s comfortable before lining himself up with your entrance.

work is lost on you, the time long forgotten the moment he sheathes himself inside of you, burying himself to the hilt and slowly rocking himself inside of you. you cry out his name and hold onto his shoulders, your acrylics creating shallow indents in his skin. “ah, fuck, y/n,” minseok moans, his eyes squeezing shit.

you slide one of your hands into his hair and tug at his roots, your chest arching into his as his thrusts speed up. “minseok, baby, please!” you whimper. what you’re begging for, you don’t know. he’s stretching you wide and hitting it so deep that your brain can’t fully process how you’re feeling. “min!”

“i-i’m right here,” he pants, kissing your jaw. “do you want me to stop?”

“no!” your tone takes on one of offense and you harshly pull at his hair, making him hiss at the action. you gasp when he lifts his chest up and plants his right hand by the side of your head while the left holds your thigh against his shoulder. “oh, m-minseok!” you mewl, your mouth falling open as you look look down at where you two connect.

“so beautiful,” he praises, his voice breathless. “and so tight. always s-so tight a-and pretty for me. i-i could stay here a-all day.” he stammers, pulling his bottom lip in between his teeth and hanging his head as his thrusts start to become less rhythmic.

“i love you,” you choke out, putting a hand on his cheek. minseok turns his head and kisses your palm, mumbling an ‘i love you too’ into your hand. you buck your hips when a knot forms in your core, tightening as he keeps up with his strokes despite being near his own release. “min! i-i’m gonna come!” you gasp out and throw your head back onto the pillows.

eyes rolling back into your head, your body convulses as your orgasm takes over. you squirt onto the bed sheets and onto his bare abdomen, calling out his name as he stills momentarily before releasing inside of you. minseok pants removes your leg from his shoulder and collapses next to you, his arm slinging across your abdomen.

minseok lifts his head to glance at the clock and lets out a chuckle. “fast enough for you?” he mutters, rolling onto his back and covering himself with the bed sheets. you lean over him to check the time and nod.

“perfect,” you mumble, kissing his lips with more passion than necessary, especially since you’re cutting it close to being late for work.

“babe,” minseok whines when you pull the sheets back and crawl on top of him and settle your bare core over his lap. surely your boss could handle you being a few minutes late, just this once.

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[decantingstxrs]

sneaking around was so sexy to you.

you loved waiting till your roommate left for classes to sneak into your other roommate’s room for some fun. was it the risk of getting caught? or maybe the fact that you shared this dirty little secret with just him? whatever it was, did it get you going.

luckily it was an early day. your roommate left for a grad school interview while your secret lover took a ‘sick day’ from work.

“so. i’ve got a couple quick questions for ya,” you ask, placing a hand on his chest. he eagerly responds to your body language, reaching behind to cup your asscheeks in his hands.

“shoot.”

“how long do you think he’ll be gone?”

“i’d say a couple hours.”

“right. and how many rounds is that?”

“two, maybe three.”

“four?”

“five if you can cum quick enough.”

“i’ll take that bet.”

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[itstheoneshot]

Kinktober Day 6

Age Gap/Power Imbalance: Xiumin

!dom Xiumin

It was a chance meeting, you and Minseok. At a work function, not yours, but your father’s business. Minseok is the deputy manager, at executive level not far below that of your CEO father, and not much younger than him either. You were drinking alone at one of the tables when he came and introduced himself to you, and you were instantly intrigued by those cat-like eyes of his. Black hair, slicked back off his forehead, only accentuated his features more.

“I recognise you from the photos in his office,” He tells you, “Your father gushes about you, and I can see why. A pretty young girl like you shouldn’t be here alone, though.”

You catch on quicker than you let it seem, playing innocent and confused, seeing the way that it entices him. You are fascinated, and a little intimidated by the man’s status. You want to seem more mature, as he is so much older than you are, and you feel privileged to be getting all of this attention from him.

“I’m not alone anymore,” You reply sweetly, although your intention is not quite so sweet, “Unless you weren’t planning on hanging around?”

Minseok smirks as he sits down beside you, his arm resting on the table right by your hand, “I wasn’t planning on going anywhere without you.”

There is no way you could say no to him, accepting every drink he gets for you with gracious thanks, as you follow him around like a lost puppy. He has you won over so easily, just the way that he wanted. No second thoughts or hesitation as you follow him out to his car when the night gets late, not caring to let your father know where you are going, but it’s not like he ever cared about your whereabouts anyway, only wanting you at these events for his own appearance.

“Why do you only call your father by his first name?” Minseok asks you as his chauffeur pulls up at his house, “I don’t even have the courage to do that.”

You roll your eyes at him, taking his hand to exit the car, “He’s not worthy of the title, it is as simple as that.”

Minseok squeezes your hand in his as he leads you to the front door, “I’m sorry to hear that, little one. You deserve to be taken care of.”

The way that makes you feel is crazy, butterflies stir in your stomach as you follow him into his house. It is so nice, very bachelor style, top-to-bottom spotless clean, modern architecture, very telling of his wealth, but coming from your own lifestyle, of course you like that. Minseok doesn’t take his eyes off you for a moment, not while you remove your heels, sighing out as you stretch your feet for the first time all night, and you straighten up to meet his gaze once more.

“Why did you invite me over?” You ask with an air of innocence, you know the reason, but you want to hear it from him.

“Like I said,” He responds as he pulls you closer to him, “You deserve to be taken care of.”

He kisses you before you can reply, knocking the breath out of you, his hands moving, one settling at the back of your neck, and the other on your waist. You whimper meekly, fingers tangling in his hair as you so easily fall apart. It feels… illegal although it isn’t, to be with someone so far your senior, but that doesn’t stop you from following him down the hallway, items of clothing falling off you both as you go. He is unreal, his body is perfect, and it is obvious that he feels the same way about you.

“Good girl,” He purrs as you straddle his hips, lowering yourself down onto his cock, “Feels good, doesn’t it?”

It didn’t take you long to get here, after he warmed you up, made you cum with his fingers alone, he directed you to this position and you so eagerly followed his demands. You reach a new level of subspace, loving the attention that he gives you more than any other man ever had. He has you exactly where he wanted, and you couldn’t care less about how easily you gave in.

“Daddy!” You cry out as he fills you with ease, “Need you to help, please?”

Minseok chuckles, guiding your hips, lifting you up to drop you down again, helping you ride him. You are grateful for his strength as your thighs begin to burn, and he rolls you over onto your back to hover over you and fuck you from this position instead. He is much more deserving of the title, turned on immensely by the age gap, by the imbalance between you, and you are equally the part.

“My little girl,” He murmurs, thrusting harder as he feels his orgasm nearing, “Gonna keep you forever, I think, and there’s nothing anyone could do about it.”

Your eyes roll back in your head, spine arching as your own release overwhelms you. Slurred moans, cries, nails dragging down his back and marks left in their wake.

“You’ll do anything I tell you, won’t you?” He asks, laughing as you nod before he finishes speaking, “I know better, I have so much more experience than you.”

You feel his cock twitch, and release, filling you up without a second thought about whether you are on protection - thank god you are - only caring that he makes it known to you that he is so very much in control here, and you have no say in that at all.

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[xiubaek-13]

Chapter 47 - Do It Together

Requested: No

Genre: Canon-AU, smut

Pairing: ? (at this stage undecided) x Reader or is it Baekhyun x Reader ?

Warnings: 18+ fic, minors DNI! Smut, power play, pet names, dom/sub dynamics (if you squint), oral (m & f receiving), threesome mfm, unprotected sex (don't be like them), overstimulation, restraint, vaginal fingering, face fucking, vaginal sex, creampie, masturbation (m), dirty talk, like the entire chapter is smut ok? You've been warned.

Word Count: 10,350

A/N: Oh boy, ok so this took some time but also, these are my two EXO biases so writing this put me through it. There is only one chapter left after this and then this story will finally come to a close. It's been a labour of love (and took many more years to complete than I ever anticipated) and I'm thankful to each and every one of you who read and interact with this.

“Ok but like, if he comes back are we really doing this?” Baekhyun asked as soon as Minseok had left the room.

“Only if we all agree to the terms of the reward and are willing. He likes to be in charge so I dare say he’ll have rules about what you can and cannot do. So if you aren’t ok with being instructed by Xiumin then probably mention it sooner rather than later.” You replied. You paused for a moment then added. “I cannot tell you how nervous he has been to bring it up with you Baek. He was so certain that you would laugh and reject him. So like, let him down easy if you don’t want to do this.” The last thing you wanted was for him to come back only for Baek to change his mind. Minseok would be so embarrassed.

He shook his head and moved his chair closer to yours. “No, like I said, I’m completely down for this and I don’t mind if I’m in charge or if someone else is when sex is concerned.” 

“So versatile.” You smirked.

“You love it.” He winked.

“Actually, I don’t think I’ve experienced you not being in charge like that.” You let your mind drift as you imagined the different possibilities. Would Xiumin lay down a few generalised rules or would he direct the whole experience? Would he make Baek watch? Would he watch you and Baek? 

Baekhyun hummed in response, obviously also letting his imagination run wild with the opportunities this night might bring. 

You laughed as you caught him lost in thought. “I can always leave if you want him to yourself Baek.” 

Baekhyun raised a brow at you before smirking. “If that was something I was down for, why do I feel like you’d want to watch?” You blushed at the thought.

“Moving on.” You murmured. Why was your face so warm?

Your embarrassment was not missed by Baek. “Oh we are most definitely discussing that later.” He grinned. 

“I said moving on.” You repeated. That wasn’t something you were going to unpack right now but there was no denying that the image in your brain was anything other than hot. 

“Mmmhmm, for now.” He agreed. Baekhyun’s face took on an inquisitive expression as he asked. “Did he have someone else in mind or was I really his first choice for this?”

You nodded. “As far as he told me, which stretches back to before these lessons began, you were his choice.” The man across from you preened at this. “Don’t let it go to your head Baek.”

He smiled softly. “Bit hard not to, if I'm being honest.” Byun Baekhyun sounded genuinely flattered. For all of his bravado and confidence in all other areas of his life somehow Minseok choosing him made him coy? He then added. “I don’t know who I thought he’d pick, but I wasn’t expecting to be his first choice for something like this.”

You levelled your gaze at him. “You are literally the mood maker of the group. He trusts you to listen to him when he’s serious about something but also to keep any situation light hearted and not let things get awkward.” You paused, then shrugged. “If you think about it, you’re kind of the perfect choice for this.”

His small smile started to turn smug. “So many compliments for me in such a short time. You should stop feeding my ego noona.” He leant forward so his lips could brush your ear. “Especially after our earlier conversation.” You felt his hand glide over your waist, sending a shiver through your body. You were so responsive and ready for the night to proceed, certain that you’d fall apart quickly for them. “Whilst that particular activity was a very pleasant surprise - and came with a happy ending - I can’t honestly say I’m completely satisfied. I got to hear all the pretty noises you make for me but I didn’t get to touch you.” His hand gripped your waist as he spoke, his thumb rubbing small circles, the motion coupled with his words caused your breath to shudder.

“So many things I want to do to you noona,” Baekhyun leaned down, his soft lips peppering kisses on your shoulder, working his way up your neck. “I don’t know what I want more, to fuck you and have him watch.” His teeth grazed over your collarbone, sending even more shivers as you gasped aloud this time. “To watch him fuck you.” You felt him smile against your skin as he let out a soft chuckle as your body betrayed you with another shudder before he continued his path and kissed up your neck, “Or both of us take you at the same time, until you’re so fucked out you can’t form a single.” to your chin, “coherent.” then to your jaw. “thought.” He brought your face to his, locking your lips together in a searing, hunger filled kiss. Your hands moved to cup his cheeks as his grip on your waist pulled you closer towards him. 

“Baek,” You murmured through the haze of lust that was threatening to take over your senses. You were barely keeping your desire restrained and Baekhyun’s lips on your body and the words coming out of his mouth were in no way helping ground you for what was to come. You also didn’t want the first thing for Xiumin to see when he returned was that the two of you didn’t even wait for him before you got started. You could see the look of disapproval he’d give you and it was enough to break through the sinful feeling of Baekhyun’s lips and wandering hands on you. You pushed him with just enough force to separate yourself from him. “We need to wait. This is his reward, we can’t ruin it for him.”

He pouted at you, almost sulking. “Well hyung needs to hurry the fuck up then, because I want more of you.” 

You laughed softly. “Did you or did you not say less than ten minutes ago that you were good at taking direction? You’re sounding like a real brat right now.” 

“Shut up. I’m horny. My brain is like 85% not in use right now okay?” He made a point of shoving his hands under his thighs, basically sitting on them, in order to stop himself from reaching out to touch you.

You weren’t faring much better, holding on to your self control by tattered threads. You needed Xiumin to come back and take control of this whole situation before Baekhyun and you could no longer resist the temptation. “Yeah, well you aren’t the only horny one Baek.” You sighed. “But we need to control ourselves. You have no idea how nervous he’s been about discussing this. Without me slipping up I don’t know if he’d ever have actually discussed it with you.”

Baekhyun took a few deep breaths as he tried his best to put his lust in check and wait. He knew you were right, and that he also wanted this reward to be everything Minseok hoped it would be. He didn’t have to be happy about waiting though. “Fine,” he conceded at last. “We wait.”

Thankfully neither of you would have to wait much longer.

***

You could feel the shift in the air when he returned to the room. Minseok had taken time to calm himself, and you assumed, mentally prepared himself for the role he was about to play. The switch into his more dominant side was always fascinating to you. It was always there but when he turned it towards the bedroom it was just so damn sexy. The others got to see him tap into a sexy persona during choreo and take charge in certain situations but most of the time he was just their cute, nagging hyung. 

Sure, they’d all shared a living space for many years and had no doubt seen and heard everything more times than they wanted to count. There was no one who could convince you that if you placed a group of guys in their late teens to early twenties together that they were never caught masturbating or having sex by any of the others. But actively including one of those guys in your own sexual experiences? Now that was something you were less sure they had done - and if any had, clearly the two men you were currently with had not been involved. Regardless, it was happening tonight and you had a front row seat, or rather, you were on the stage with them, a very active and willing participant. 

Xiumin walked towards the two of you but didn't take a seat. Instead he picked up one of the arm chairs and moved it so that it was facing the end of the bed, then pushed it to the left until he was satisfied with the off centre view of the bed whoever sat in it would have. The new angle would definitely provide a better view of whatever happened on the bed. So he wanted someone to watch? He turned to face the two of you, motioning for you to move towards the bed. “Noona, please take a seat.” He gestured to the armchair, so you did as you were told and took a seat. He took a seat at the end of the bed, tapping the spot next to him for Baekhyun to follow suit.

Once Baekhyun was also seated he began to speak. Gone was the nervous wreck that was Minseok, replaced by the very self assured, confident and in control Xiumin who was ready to receive his reward. “Before we begin we need to go over some ground rules.” Both Baek and you nodded in agreement causing Xiu to chuckle. “Firstly, words are required. If you are asked a question, want something or are spoken to, I expect it to be conveyed verbally.” He paused as he waited for the two of you to realise that he was waiting for confirmation that you each understood him.

“Got it.” Baek replied. “Uh, do I have to call you anything in particular? Or can I stick with hyung?” He asked. 

“Hyung or a variation of Xiumin is fine for you to use Baek.” He replied. His eyes turned to you. “You, however, will refer to me as Xiumin, Xiu or Sir tonight. Am I clear?”

Instinctively you began to nod, catching yourself when he raised a brow at you. “Very clear Xiumin.” You replied, doing your best to mask the desire that was building in you again. You and Minseok had engaged in power play on more than one occasion, but most of the time it was simply him taking control as you lost yourself to pleasure. Xiumin was going to control what all of you got to experience tonight, and you could tell that if you didn’t do as you were told then you weren’t getting any relief. Your thighs rubbed together in anticipation.

“Secondly, we need to discuss how this will play out, everyone’s limits and a safe word.” He looked at each of you and smiled softly. “I think we start with each of your limits.”

Baekhyun smiled and gestured for you to go first. “Ok, well I guess as far as my own limits go, I don’t like extreme pain. Light stuff like restraints and spanking is fine but actual pain crosses the line for me. Uh, I’m also not ok with any bodily fluids that aren’t cum or saliva. Oh, and I’m not a fan of anal. I think that’s all?” There were probably more but as far as ones that might come into play tonight, those were all you could think of. 

Xiumin nodded. “Pity about the last one, but noted. Baek, what about you?”

Baek shrugged. “Uh honestly? Apart from the same bodily fluids thing as noona, I don’t think I have any. I will let you know if I’m not ok with anything as it happens - though I kind of doubt that I’ll have to.” 

You thought of one almost immediately and cocked your head as you spoke. “You don’t like degradation.” 

He nodded. “Oh yeah, I don’t like it, it’s not a hard limit for me but praise is far more effective for me.” He thought hard for a few more moments before deciding that no, there were no other limits he thought needed mentioning. “What about you hyung?”

Xiumin didn’t miss a beat. “I have a few but I think the only relevant ones for tonight are degradation and causing actual pain. If I hurt either of you, you need to tell me immediately. I wouldn’t forgive myself if I caused you pain without any pleasure. I like to play rough but not at the expense of the other person, or in this case, people’s enjoyment.” He sighed. “But essentially, that’s all for me.” He looked at each of you earnestly as he summarised. “Ok so no inflicting pain, no degradation and no anal for noona. All of that should be easy enough to work around.”

Baekhyun raised his hand. You choked back a laugh as Xiumin raised one brow at him. “Yes Baek?” 

“I still have questions.” He said.

“Of course you do.” Xiumin sighed. “Go ahead and ask then.” Baekhyun’s eyes lit up but before he could utter a word Xiumin added on with some exasperation. “Don’t make me regret this.”

Baek shook his head. “It’s nothing strange, just how will this work? Are we going with the flow or are you telling us what to do? If you’re telling us what to do, can we also make suggestions? Are we fucking her at the same time, one after the other, is there anything that’s off the table for you? Is -” He stopped speaking when Xiumin held up a hand.

“Ok that’s all the questions you get to ask. What was that, seven in like 5 seconds? I was getting to all of this you impatient fuck.” He shook his head, trust Baek to always find a way to test his patience. “To answer pretty much all of it, I like being in control so I’ll tell you what to do in a broad sense, and you’ll do that until I give further instructions. You can make suggestions but I reserve the right to deny said requests.” Baek nodded, remembering at the last second to verbalise his understanding. Xiumin acknowledged him then  turned his head and locked eyes with you. “Any questions before we begin?” 

“No.” You replied. 

He stared at you, as if he was waiting for you to say something else, but for the life of you, you couldn’t think of what that was. He shook his head ever so slightly then spoke. “No?”

You paused. You’d forgotten something, but what was it? He wanted you to speak in response to him rather than rely on non verbal cues. You’d done that, so what else was there? You could feel his eyes on you as he waited for you to reply again. You glanced at Baek, hoping he would provide insight into what you’d missed but all he did was give you a little salute. Weird. Why would he be saluting you? There was no context for that, and even as strange as his gestures could be at times, they always fitted in contextually with what was going on. Oh. OH. You realised 5 seconds later than it should have taken you to. Xiumin told you to refer to him in specific ways tonight. You returned your eyes to his expectant gaze. “No sir.”

It seemed to do the trick, as you saw him let out a breath that you weren’t aware he’d been holding. “That’s more like it.” He licked his lips, his eyes flitting between yours and your lips. The desire he was holding back was evident, but as the three of you stood on the precipice of beginning this thing, you could see the fire building in him. This was his fantasy, and he was about to make it a reality. After months and months of build up, and weeks of him fearing he’d be rejected for even suggesting it, it was happening, he just had to take the final step over the precipice and set everything in motion. You couldn’t help but smile at him as you waited for him to give the first instruction, knowing he was having one final internal debate about the entire thing, and probably on some level fretting about the cleanup afterwards. 

You didn’t want to be disobedient but if he took too long to get things going you weren’t sure you’d be able to stop yourself from throwing yourself at him. It had been too long since you’d felt his lips on yours. He took a deep breath, squared his shoulders and took the leap. “Baek, I want you to move up to the other end of the bed and sit against the headboard.”

“Ok hyung.” He replied eagerly. “Clothes on or off at this stage?”

“Leave them on for now.” He replied. Baek obeyed, pushed himself to the other end of the bed and leant against the headboard as instructed. He looked comfortable, but the desire in his eyes told you he was desperate to touch you, or himself. He spread his legs and smirked at you, your joke about his manspreading replaying in your mind. You failed to keep the small laugh in. Xiumin looked at you then at Baek and sighed. “What?” He asked.

A look of apprehension appeared on his face and you wanted to squash any growing doubts immediately. Of course you laughed at the worst time, right as he decided to start his rewards. Naturally he now thought the two of you were mocking him, which was absolutely not the case. “I once made an observation about Baek’s chronic manspreading. His reply was that there was a lot of room for activities between his thighs.” You explained. Relief and annoyance flooded him. 

Baek scoffed. “That particular observation was made via text, in a room full of staff and you guys on the day of a concert.”

Xiumin sighed to himself. “Oh my god, you are both such brats.” He reached forward and grabbed your hand gently, tugging you toward the bed. “Baby, go sit between his legs, with your back facing him.” 

You placed a chaste kiss on his hand as you stood. “Can I offer a suggestion hyung?” Baek asked as you moved on the bed towards him.

“Go ahead.” He replied.

You felt Baek’s chest against your back as you leant back against him. “She should place her legs over mine, leaving you sufficient room,” He smirked. “For activities.” 

Xiumin shook his head as a laugh escaped him. “You know what, terrible joke aside, that’s a good idea.” He nodded at you. “Baby, do as Baek suggested.” You couldn’t help the blush as you did as you were told. You felt exposed, even though you were still fully clothed. Xiumin sat back and looked at the two of you, taking in the sight before him, his eyes practically shining as he did so. Baek hadn’t touched you since Xiumin had entered the room. He was behaving and doing as he was told, a rare sight to behold. His eyes travelled down your body, satisfied with how you were spread open for him, unable to close your legs when he got closer. 

Xiumin swallowed thickly as he crawled up the bed towards the two of you. He made his way into the space left for him between your legs. Once there he hooked a finger under your chin as he guided your face closer to his. He absentmindedly parted his lips the closer you got to him. You licked yours in response. You heard Baek suck in a breath when Xiumin leaned in, capturing your lips in a soft but sure kiss. You felt your body relax at the familiar feeling of his lips on yours. You sighed into it, your hands moving up to cup behind Xiumin’s neck and pull him forward, closer to you. He allowed you to control the kiss for a moment before pushing you as far back as he could without losing his balance. You could feel Baekhyun breathing erratically behind you, unable to do anything but watch as you and Xiumin made out. The kiss had started soft as the two of you got reacquainted with each other but it was rapidly growing more passionate as your tongues collided with each other.

“Fuck.” You heard Baek murmur from behind you. You felt an unmistakable hardness forming against the small of your back as the kiss grew more heated. You moaned into Xiumin’s mouth as he pulled your bottom lip between his teeth and bit. He pulled back to survey his work, taking in your dilated pupils and flushed face. 

“That gone after one kiss?” He remarked, though not entirely faring much better himself. “How wrecked are you going to look after Baek has his turn?” You tried to respond but all of the pent up desire from the day chose to flood your system. All you could feel was your desire for each of them and the fact that at that exact moment, no one was touching you. A whimper escaped you, making Xiumin chuckle. “You want Baek to kiss you baby?”

“Please.” You sounded far more desperate than you wanted to, but you needed it. It was difficult to describe the feelings you were experiencing but the overwhelming desire was clouding everything in its path. Logic and reason were locked away for the night, and you were going to indulge in Xiumin’s fantasy and love every moment of it. As long as someone touched you, right away. Otherwise you felt like you might implode. “Xiu please,”

“Go on Baek, give her what she wants.” He instructed, his eyes never leaving yours. Baek didn’t need to be told twice. You felt the soft press of his lips on your neck which made your eyes flutter as you gasped. You felt Baek smile against your skin as he continued peppering kisses along your neck and jaw before his hand turned your face towards his so he could capture your lips in a searing kiss. His other hand held you firmly against him as the two of you made out. Xiumin took advantage of your neck being bared to him and, not to be outdone by Baek, began peppering it with kisses. You let out a soft moan, and it was as if the tension in the room snapped, taking everyone’s restraint with it. You felt Baekhyun pressing against you as his body sought out any friction he could get, at the same time Xiumin’s soft kisses to your neck became deeper. Every time you felt the scrape of his teeth on your neck you moaned, each one louder than the last. 

Baekhyun noticed what his hyung was doing and took the opportunity to short circuit your brain by doing the exact same thing as Xiumin was. The feeling of having your neck ravished by both men was making you light headed. You were pretty sure that Baek was leaving marks all over the expanse of your neck. The previous marks he’d left had only just faded, not that you cared one bit in that moment. It was nothing an oversized scarf and hoodie couldn’t cover. 

Both men managed to detach themselves from you long enough for Xiumin to utter “Help me strip her.” Baek removed all the clothing on your upper body while he removed your pants, leaving you in just your panties while they were still fully clothed. 

Xiumin scowled at the dark hickey on your hip - the one that had yet to fade, asking who left that mark on you. “That would be me hyung.” Baek replied, “I couldn’t help myself.” He shrugged. He might not have noticed the way Xiumin’s jaw clenched as he stared at the mark, but you sure had, even through the haze of lust clouding your mind. He wasn’t the jealous type but something about them was making him tense. It was on your hip, hidden by clothing but for anyone who got you undressed enough to see it, it was left as a clear reminder of who had been there before them. Of who had claimed you as theirs.

You moved your hand up to cup his jaw softly. His sharp eyes, darkened with lust and something else, something carnal, lifted to yours, and stared at you. “Xiumin, are you jealous that he left marks there?” His gaze swirled with something dangerous, but not dangerous enough to deter you. 

“Careful.” He murmured. His piercing gaze made you feel like prey about to be devoured. Something you were absolutely not against. You steeled your resolve, wanting to make him let loose like you knew he could. If you pushed him just the right amount, he’d forget every insecurity he had about this reward and lose himself to dominating everyone's pleasure. You’d never regretted it in the past so you figured giving him that little push now would result in you getting fucked within an inch of your life before the night was over.

You leant forward, until your mouth ghosted his ear as you whispered. “Would you like to leave your own marks on me Sir?” You heard the hitch in his breath as you spoke. “I’d love it if you left your mark on me. Every time I see it I’d be reminded of exactly what you did to me.” You pulled back, kissing the corner of his lips as you settled back against Baekhyun’s body. From deep within his throat, it sounded like Xiumin growled.

“Hold her hands behind her back. Both of you are going to sit there and watch,” He rasped. “And you,” he said as his eyes locked back onto yours. “Will not cum until I allow you to.” 

“Yes, Sir.” You replied as Baekhyun pulled your hands behind your back and held them in place. 

Xiumin kissed you harshly, the force of him pushing you further back into Baekhyun. You had to arch your back slightly to remain as comfortable as you could in his hold. He broke the kiss and began his descent down your body. He took your request to heart, nipping and sucking your flesh as he moved from your mouth, to your neck, your chest, and stomach before settling between your thighs. Your head was becoming fuzzy from the stimulation, and your body was responding in kind. You could feel the heat running from your neck, down through your chest and settling in your stomach. You weren’t going to be able to look in a mirror and not think of Xiumin for weeks at this rate. 

Your body felt like a live wire. If no one touched you properly soon, you might just cry from how turned on you were. Xiumin’s eyes connected with Baekhyun’s as he clamped his jaw onto your upper thigh, and sucked hard. Baekhyun’s breath hitched and you felt him roll his hips against your lower back, his now hard length grazing your hands. You moaned loudly at the sensation. These two were going to be the death of you tonight, you were this far gone and you’d barely even begun. 

“Look at you, soaking through your panties. We haven’t even touched you properly yet.” He licked his lips as he hooked your legs back over Baekhyun’s, spreading you wide for him. You whimpered, so turned on and desperate for one of them to touch you where you needed it. Xiumin was an excruciatingly patient man though, you knew this as a fact. He would touch you when he was good and ready, and not a moment before that. He probably wanted to get you so worked up that you cried when he finally did give you what you wanted. “Does noona want me to touch her?” He asked condescendingly. Without waiting for your answer he pressed a finger over your clothed pussy, rubbing the digit over the wet spot of your soaked panties. You gasped at the feeling, your hands grasping behind your back, not realising until he whimpered in your ear that you’d palmed Baek’s hard length. Xiumin smirked up at both of you. “I honestly can’t tell if I’m about to ruin both of you or if you’re about to ruin me.” 

“Hyung.” Baekhyun sounded breathless as he stared down at Xiumin between your legs, the elder toying with your panties as he drew out whines from you. Unbeknownst to him, every time he drew a whine from you, your hand clenched around Baekhyun’s cock. Baekhyun’s eyes were beginning to glaze over with want. He was doing everything in his power to not run his mouth or rut up into your hands. “Hyung please, god, please touch her.” 

Xiumin gave him a shit eating grin as he continued playing with your clothed pussy, the fabric now completely soaked through as it all but stuck to you. “I thought I was touching her.” He leant forward and licked a stripe up your ruined panties, making you moan desperately. “See how responsive she is to my touches?”

“Please,” You all but sobbed. “Please, I need more.” Your chest heaved as you tried to regulate your breathing. You felt trapped between their two bodies, your own screaming with desire. “Sir, please.” 

Apparently your near broken plea coupled with calling him Sir was all it took for Xiumin to crack. His control wavered, his patience almost lost as he ripped your panties off of you. You barely even registered the fabric tearing. His eyes floated down, taking in the soaking mess in between your legs. “You’re so fucking wet noona, just for us.” He licked his lips, that devilish smile back. You didn’t have time to breathe before he moved forward, his tongue licking a thick stripe through your folds. His voice deepened with a moan. “You taste so fucking good.” His hot breath joined in the sensational overload as his tongue ran over your clit, brushing little strokes of varying pressure and sending little shocks through your core and up your spine. “You always taste so fucking good.” He murmured against you, the vibrations sending jolts of pleasure through you. “Could eat you out all day, shit.”

Words failed you when he addressed Baek. “Doesn’t she taste divine?” His face still buried in your folds, teasing you with his skillful tongue.

Baekhyun hummed as he rolled his hips into your hand, unable to stop himself from seeking the friction. “Always hyung.” He couldn’t tear his eyes away from the sight of Xiumin all but making out with your pussy. “Makes it hard to stop eating her out.” He groaned as you flattened your palm against the head of his cock. It wasn’t enough, the layers of clothing separating you from him prevented the pleasure from feeling anything but teasing. Still it was better than nothing.

“You’re not wrong. I could stay here for hours.” Xiumin replied. You cried out as his tongue entered your needy hole, lapping at your juices, and you clenched around the muscle. He ate you out like a man starved. He latched onto your clit and sucked while his skilled tongue flicked over it with desperate movements. You knew it wouldn’t take you long to reach your peak, not with all the anticipation and teasing that had led to this point. You felt your legs tremble as your orgasm built inside you. But you weren’t allowed to cum yet, Xiumin hadn’t said you could. You didn’t know how you could possibly stop yourself from teetering over the edge but you tried your best to last as long as you could for him. You didn’t want to disobey him today, you wanted to be good for him. 

The two of you had dabbled in having him be a brat tamer before, and whilst that was a very very fond memory, it was not fitting for today. His low voice pulled you from your thoughts. “Are you ok baby?” The pressure within you was mounting and your body shook from every flick of his tongue over your clit. You couldn’t speak, as much as you wanted to, all you could do was let out broken moans as Xiumin brought you closer and closer to your peak. A peak you didn’t want to cross without being given permission to. 

Baek answered for you. “I think she wants to cum hyung. She’s practically vibrating against me.” He was enthralled with watching you fall apart on another man’s tongue, a sight he didn’t think he’d ever erase from his memory, but he wanted to keep things moving as he grew more and more desperate to be actively involved. “She’s done so well for us so far, and I can’t lie hyung. I think it’ll be really fucking hot to watch her cum all over your face.” 

Xiumin had to pause at Baekhyun’s brazenness. He’d expected the dirty talk to extend to you but was rapidly finding out that the filthy exchanges they were having were only turning him on more. “Well, when you put it like that, how could I resist?” He replied. He gave you no notice as he closed his mouth over your clit, taking it between his teeth and sucked hard, the pressure that had been building exploded as your orgasm slammed into you. The force of it knocked the air from you, a loud and desperate moan left your lips, your legs shook from the intensity of it. He massaged your legs, gently lapping at your pussy while you came down. Your body twitched with the residual aftershocks he continued to draw from you with every swipe of his tongue.

As you recovered from your intense high you felt the soft press of Baekhyun’s lips on your neck. You shivered at the sensation, coupled with Xiumin rubbing his hands over your thighs, up to your waist and back down in a soothing motion. Your breathing was still laboured as you opened your eyes only to find Xiumin staring up at you, his mouth and chin glistening with your juices as he stopped overstimulating you. His gaze was still intense as he watched Baekhyun continue to leave little butterfly kisses along your neck, causing your body to shiver with need. 

Your movement did not go unnoticed by Xiumin, who chuckled. “You still need more huh? Nearly passed out from your first orgasm but you already want more don’t you?” 

Baekhyun smirked against your neck. “Noona, so needy for us. Was hyungs mouth not enough to fully satisfy you? Do you need something to fill you up?” He brought his hands to your breasts and tweaked your nipples as he sucked another mark into your neck.

You cried out. “God, yes. Please.” There was no denying that the orgasm Xiumin had just coaxed from you was mind blowing. Despite that, you could feel your pussy clenching around nothing. You needed more, needed something inside you.

“All in good time, can’t have you being selfish and getting all the pleasure now can we?” Xiumin said. “I think it’s time you did something for us.” He continued, as he stood from the bed and pulled his shirt over his head, revealing his toned torso to you. “To show that you deserve what we can give you.” He crooked his fingers and beckoned you to come to him. You leant forward and crawled towards him, removing yourself from Baek’s reach. Behind you Baekhyun bit his bottom lip as he watched your naked form move away from him. 

You popped the button on his jeans and slowly unzipped his pants, his bulge tenting his underwear. He let out a soft grunt as you let your hand roam over his underwear. “Do not fucking tease me right now. You know better than that baby.” You smiled to yourself as memories flooded you, the times you had pushed his patience over the edge, of how roughly he took you, not letting you cum until you were a mess of tears, begging him for your release. But tonight, you were going to do as you were told, even though it was becoming evident that your bratty side wanted to play. You were doing your best to keep her in check. You pulled his pants and underwear down, letting them pool at his ankles, his cock slapped against his stomach as it was finally freed from the confines of his clothing, your mouth watered at the sight. You looked up at him and he raised a brow at you. “Why don’t you show our Baekhyun how well you suck cock?” You said. Heat flooded you at the thought of being watched while you had another man’s cock in your mouth. 

He lifted his head and made eye contact with the younger, very horny man behind you. “And Baek, be a good boy and strip. You’re only allowed to watch now, no touching yourself.” You heard Baekhyun whine behind you, the poor guy was needy. He’d been rutting his hips into your lower back and hands for friction just moments ago and now he had to sit and watch, and wasn’t even allowed to relieve some of the tension he was clearly feeling. 

“Do not make me wait noona.” Xiumin’s commanding tone brought you back to the present. He was hard, very hard. You didn’t want to tease but you also didn’t want to rush this so you slowly spread the precum over his cock, running your fingers up his shaft, around the head, and down again. Xiumin opened his mouth to scold you for teasing him but his words were replaced by a groan of pleasure as you wrapped your fingers around his length and started moving your hand up and down, varying the pressure as you pumped his cock. “Fuck,” He all but whispered. 

He was always so responsive to your touches, so much so that it only spurred you on. You wanted, no needed to taste him. Part of you also wanted to ruin Baekhyun by making him such a horny mess that he might just cum untouched from watching you and Xiumin. You licked the tip of his swollen cock before bringing your lips to it and sucking softly. Xiumin let out a gasp, his hips bucking involuntarily as you finally took him into your mouth. You moved slowly, relishing in the feel of him in your mouth, filling it up. You blinked your eyes slowly as you gazed up at him as your mouth enveloped his cock. A sheen of sweat covered his forehead as he stared back at you through heavily lidded eyes.

He praised with a rough voice, as his fingers gripped your hair. “That’s right, baby, just like that. You look so good with my cock stuffed in your mouth.” You didn’t break eye contact as you moved down his length, curling one hand around his base as you bobbed your head, taking more of him in each time you made your descent. You flattened your tongue against the underside of his cock and felt his hands hold your head in a vice grip as his resolve started to wane, a deep groan emitting from his throat. He let his head roll back, his breathing growing erratic as short pants mixed with small groans flow out of his mouth.

He held your head in place as he rolled his hips into you, fucking into your mouth. His first strokes were slow and languid, letting you get used to the fullness in you, but he soon began pushing further and further. His cock started hitting the back of your throat, and on one deep thrust he had your nose pressed up against him as he bottomed out. He held it there for a few seconds. “Fucking hell. Look at you, taking me all the way. You love this don’t you? Choking on my cock in front of another man.” You shivered, as you felt your arousal leak from you. You hadn’t expected to be this turned on from just sucking his cock but you felt light you were on fire with need. You wanted to be used by them so thoroughly that you couldn’t move at the end of the night. 

You let yourself relax around him, trusting yourself in his hands, after all Xiumin had never once hurt you. He’d been the one you’d played the roughest with but he’d always taken care of you. When he felt you relax he began thrusting again, this time his strokes were getting faster, but still just as deep. “Love fucking your face noona, you, shit, you feel so good.” You struggled to hold yourself up as he used you, his hand in your hair the only anchor holding you up as you became a puppet for his use.

You knew he was approaching his climax when he began to move with less concern for the wellbeing of your throat, gagging you with his cock every few thrusts. You did your best to keep your jaw slack, as your throat was being rubbed raw, drool and precum fell down your chin in streams. “So messy, fuck, look at you. I’m almost there baby, you can take a bit more.” You moved your spare hand to massage his balls, rolling them in your palm as he thrusted into your mouth. Your action makes him groan louder than before, needier too. Your thighs clenched together, desperate in your need for friction. But you were being good, you didn’t touch or move. You choked a few times, tears falling down your cheeks to mix with the other fluids on your chin as he came. “Such a good girl for me, took me so well, let me use you to get off.” He stroked your face gently, wiping the tears away as he smiled down at you. “Wasn’t she such a good girl Baek?” He asked.

“Fuck, yes hyung, she was.” Baekhyun’s reply was strained with desire. 

“Did you touch yourself Baek?” He asked bluntly. You turned to look at him and felt a jolt through your core at just how wrecked he looked. He was breathing heavily, his chest flushed as his hands had a death grip on the sheets to stop him from touching himself. He looked so painfully hard, his rigid cock practically weeping with pre cum, twitching with need, it was so messy, and you knew how he loved it messy.

Baekhyun shook his head. “N-no. Fuck if you could see how much wetter she got from you throat fucking her hyung, my god. Please, let her touch me or let me touch myself I’m fucking dying over here.” You felt heat wash over you as you clenched around nothing. You should have felt some type of shame about how lewdly they were talking about you but you didn’t. You trusted these two men with your entire being and knew that they would never speak ill of you. Plus you were a little too fucked out to care.

Xiumin caught you staring at Baekhyun and smiled. “Baby, why don’t you treat him to your filthy mouth?” He gave you a little push to set you in motion as you crawled between Baekhyun’s legs. “Holy fuck, you weren’t wrong Baek. She is so fucking wet.” You turned your head to look back at Xiumin, who was now kneeling on the bed as he stared between your legs. His eyes flicked up to yours understanding what you wanted. “If you’re good I’ll give you what you want.” He gave your ass a light tap to direct your attention back to Baek.

“Please don’t tease me noona.” Baekhyun whimpered as you slowly grasped his length in your hand.

“You don’t want me to take my time with you?” You asked playfully. Baekhyun was always putty in your hands when it came to having his cock in your mouth. He got too eager, enjoyed it too much and never lasted that long. You guessed tonight would be no different especially since he’d had to watch you and not relieve himself while doing so. 

“Fuck. No. I’m just too fucking horny to endure it.” You heard the need in his voice, the normally even tone pitching up slightly as he tried to hold himself together. “I’m doing my best to not grab your head and shove my cock in your mouth right now. Watching you with hyung, holy fuck it was so hot, I don’t know if I’m going to last very long after watching him rail your throat.” He panted.

“I’ll make you feel good Baek, I promise.” You said. He let his head fall back against the headboard as you took the head of his cock into your mouth and sucked gently. He moaned loudly at finally being touched, his eyes wide with pleasure.

“Hyung, can - fuck - can I touch her?” He sounded so broken as he tried to speak, his breath hitching every time you moved your tongue around his swollen head.

You felt Xiumin shift on the bed until he was kneeling behind you. He rubbed his hand down your spine as you took Baekhyun into your mouth once more. “You may.” Baekhyun gripped your hair as he watched his cock disappear into your mouth. You shuddered when you felt Xiumin’s fingers drag through your slick folds. “Noona, you are so fucking wet. Does it turn you on this much to be with two men?” 

You lifted your head from Baekhyun’s cock, much to his disdain. “Yes, fuck” you rasped, your throat raw from the abuse Xiumin had inflicted upon it. “Sir, please touch me.” 

“Why should I?” He teased as one finger circled your clit.

You moaned loudly. “I’ve been so good.” 

“Do you want your noona to suck your cock Baekhyun?” Xiumin said as you lowered yourself back towards his cock. You stared into his fucked out eyes and waited for him to respond. He nodded and you shifted down, placing a kitten lick to the tip of his leaking cock, causing him to whimper at the feeling. You don’t break eye contact with him as Xiumin spoke again. “You want your noona to suck your thick cock and make you fall apart while your hyung stuffs noona with his fingers?”

Baekhyun’s eyes almost rolled in the back of his head as Xiumin spoke, his hips bucking up towards you with need. “Jesusfuckingchrist hyung, holy shit, yes. Yes I want that. Please.”

Xiumin waited for you to take Baekhyun back into your mouth before he plunged two fingers into your aching pussy. You moaned around Baekhyun’s cock at the feeling, finally being touched and having your mouth filled at the same time. You swirled your tongue on the underside of his cock as you took more of him in, finding your rhythm so you could rock back onto Xiumin’s fingers and forward onto Baekhyun’s cock. 

You ran your nails down his thighs as you let your jaw relax, allowing Baekhyun to begin thrusting up into it. “Holy shit this is hot, you should see yourself noona, gonna make you choke on my cock while hyung makes you cum on his fingers.”

“You liked that didn’t you?” Xiumin remarked. “I felt you clench around me, you needy little thing. If you want to cum then you’d better hold still and let us use you.” Your eyes widened as you clenched around his fingers again.

Baekhyun began to fuck your throat as you held yourself in position, your hands gripping his thighs. You moaned around his cock as you felt Xiumin's hand match the pace Baekhyun was setting. They were both entering you at the same time, you’d never felt so full. The pressure was building within you at an alarming pace and you knew you’d snap if they kept up this momentum. Baekhyun’s moans became higher pitched and more frequent as he started to really enjoy the feeling of your throat sucking him in every time he fucked into it. The vibrations from your moans were only adding to the pleasure he was feeling. “Fuck, I’m close.” He panted.

Xiumin removed his fingers from you. You whined at the loss only to let out a strangled cry as he began to vigorously circle and tap your clit. “Then cum. Both of you.” Both of you came undone at his words, your orgasm slamming into you as Baekhyun thrusted once more and held himself in your throat as he came while you writhed against Xiumin’s relentless fingers, tears streaming down your face at the combination of choking on Baekhyun’s cock and being overstimulated by Xiumin. 

You pulled off Baekhyun as you tried to get away from Xiumin’s relentless fingers. “Xiu please, I need a minute. Too sensitive.” You whined. He acquiesced and released you from his wandering hands. 

Baekhyun was immobile, his chest heaving as he recovered from his own high. He somehow looked even more fucked out than he had before. “Holy shit.” He said to himself. 

Xiumin pulled him from his daze by telling him to move to the chair at the end of the bed and watch. Baekhyun stood on slightly wobbly legs, walked over and threw himself down on the comfy chair facing the bed, leant back and got as comfortable as a naked man could in a hotel chair, as his eyes roamed over the bed as they sought you out. “I know this is your reward hyung but I feel like we’re all reaping this reward.” He grinned. 

He had a moment where the facade cracked and you saw the excitement in Xiumin’s eyes as he took a beat to take in that he was actually experiencing one of his largest fantasies right now. Not only that, but it was going well. He only let that slip last for a second before he was back, moving to sit in the position Baekhyun had been in on the bed. You stared at him as you waited for him to tell you where he wanted you. He was lazily stroking his hard length as he let his eyes roam over your body. “Come here noona.” You made your way over to him, and climbed onto his lap.

“Are you enjoying your reward Xiu?” You asked softly as you wrapped your arms around his neck. 

He let his forehead fall forward and press against yours. “It is everything I imagined and more. Thank you for helping make it happen.” He smiled genuinely at you, that beautiful gummy smile that you adored, before he kissed you. He let his hands run over your shoulders, ghosting past your breasts, running down the sides of your waist so gently it made you shiver, before coming to rest on your hips, kneading the skin there as he deepened the kiss. He sighed into you, pressing his lips down harder, hungrier. You gasped into his mouth as he pulled your hips against his cock. “Turn around. Want you to ride me while facing him. Make him watch you fuck yourself on my cock. You’ll ruin him, and I’ll get to watch your ass bounce on my cock so we both win.” Xiumin gave you another one of his annoying little smirks. 

You gave him one more heat filled kiss before you turned in his lap. Baekhyun’s eyes widened as he figured out what was happening, his hands gripping his thighs in anticipation. You didn’t have much time to focus on the look on his face because Xiumin suddenly dipped his finger into your sopping entrance, using your juices to coat his cock. You let out a shaky moan as he moved you into position and waited for you to begin. He let you know you were taking too long by delivering a swift smack to you ass, which caught you by surprise as you cried out.

Slowly you lifted yourself up, aligned his cock with your core and sunk down to the hilt. You both moaned out at the feeling of your wet, hot walls moulding around him and pulling him in. You stayed like that for a second, head thrown back and nails digging into his thighs as you got used to the stretch. “Fuuuuck, that’s hot.” You heard Baekhyun groan. You locked eyes with him as you started to move, setting a steady pace to begin with as you relished in the feel of Xiumin’s cock hitting you in all the right places from this angle. Xiumin’s hands rubbed up and down your sides as he helped guide you up and down on his length. He threw his head back in pleasure at how deep you were taking him.

Baekhyun couldn’t help himself any more as he was hard again. The sight of you bouncing on Xiumin’s cock, your tits bouncing, the sounds you were making, all of it was too much. He wrapped his fingers around himself and squeezed hard. He bit back a moan, as his head tipped back as the relief of his own touch spread through his body and pre cum leaked from his tip. You moaned at the sight of him touching himself as you fucked yourself on Xiumin’s cock, quickening your pace. You heard Xiumin moaning and cursing behind you as your pace became increasingly desperate. 

“Hyung,” Baekhyun’s voice was strained with need.

“Wh-fuck, what?” He grunted.

“How does she feel?”

“She feels amazing, fucking herself on me so good.” He moaned as you changed the angle of your pelvis, desperate to feel him hit that specific spot inside you. “Our baby is desperate to get off aren’t you?”

“I can’t, Xiu-” You cried out. 

“Baek, get up and kneel in front of her.” He said as he pushed you off his cock, moving you onto all fours. “Baby, think you can take both of us at the same time? One fucking this pretty pussy and one using that skilled mouth of yours?”

You whimpered at his question, too overwhelmed with the prospect of being filled so wonderfully by them that you forgot to answer. “All you need to do is say yes, baby.” He said. “But I will not do anything until you tell me how much you want it.” He slowly dragged his cock through your folds.

“Yes, oh god, yes, please sir, I need it.” When he didn’t move a muscle you tried again. “Xiumin, please.”  

“Sorry baby, I was just savouring my fantasy. Trust me, we want nothing more than to give you exactly what you need.” He entered you in one thrust, bottoming out with a grunt. Your hands grasped onto Baekhyun’’s arm for dear life as your body went rigid. A loud moan and gasp left your lips and when Baekhyun grabbed your jaw and brought his cock to your lips an honest to god whine came out. You were completely lost to their ministrations, theirs to use as they saw fit. As long as you came you didn’t care what they did. Baekhyun pressed his length into your mouth and began to thrust into your mouth at the same pace that Xiumin pounded into you from behind. You had never felt so full in your life.

"Look so good with our cocks inside you, noona," Baekhyun praised, his voice huskier than you’d ever heard it before, which made you clench around Xiumin, who let out a loud moan.

"Fuck, yeah," he breathed, as he snapped his hips into you even harder, working himself in and out of your pussy. "Keep talking to her like that, Baek," he grunted the younger man, "Her sweet little pussy's tightening up so fucking perfectly."

"You like when I talk dirty to you don’t you noona?" He teased as he fisted your hair into a makeshift ponytail as he matched Xiumin’s new pace. “Noona is just greedy and cock-hungry for us aren’t you? You like having hyung and I inside those needy holes of yours don’t you?" You could barely think straight as one cock entered you the other pulled back, alternating their thrusts to ensure there was never not a cock filling you.

You moaned in agreement around his cock as you let them stuff you full, telling you exactly how you felt around them and how good you’re being for them. Xiumin’s cock brushed against that spot inside you that made you cry out in pleasure, the sound muffled by Baekhyun’s cock filling your mouth. Your thighs shook as Xiumin brought you to another climax. You felt Baekhyun pull out of your mouth as he watched you fall apart on Xiumin’s cock. He kept thrusting into you as he chased his own high, his pace somehow becoming harder and faster. “Fuck noona, you’re sucking me back in. Your tight pussy is taking me so well. FUCK.” He snapped his hips into you at a brutal pace, his hands gripped your hips hard enough to leave bruises.

“You’re gonna let Baek fuck you as soon as I’m done with you. He’s been so patient, waiting to fucking ruin you on his cock.” He groaned as his pace grew erratic, a clear sign that he was going to cum soon.

“Yes Xiu, I’ll let him fuck me. He can fuck your cum back into me.” You moaned, the overstimulation beginning to turn into pleasure once more. “Please Xiu, want you to cum inside, want you to fill me up.” He growled as he thrusted into you once more as he came inside you. He held himself in you as he panted, trying to catch his breath and come back down from his dizzying high.

“Baek, your turn.” He said as he pulled out of you and flipped you on your back. His hair was stuck to his face from the exertion of fucking you. He looked spent as he moved to your side and leant down to kiss you passionately. “You look so fucking hot noona, being so good for us.” He whispered in between kisses.

Baekhyun moved so that he was between your legs and groaned at the sight before him. “Oh baby, you have no idea how much I want to wreck you now.” His first thrust was deep and slow, moving with purpose as he enjoyed the feel of being inside you. “You look so filthy with hyung’s cum dripping out of you. You wanted me to fuck it back into you?” The next thrust had more force behind it and you felt him. Your head fell back as he fucked you, his grunts and moans increasing in volume. 

His hair stuck to his forehead from the exertion, his eyes alternating their focus from your face to watching his cock disappear into your pussy. He leant forward, effectively folding you in half as he sped up, his thrusts becoming more erratic. “Fuck, how are you this hot? I am not going to last long baby.”

“Shit, me either Baek.” You moaned as Xiumin moved from kissing your lips to your neck, down your chest until his mouth attached to your nipple. He used his hands to massage your breasts as his tongue laved at your nipples. He watched you intently as you cried out for them both to keep touching and fucking you. “Oh fuck, I’m gonna, Baek, I’m gonna cum.”

Baekhyun picked up his pace, slamming into you with vigour as you clamped down on his cock, milking him for all he was worth, your final orgasm of the night hitting you so hard that you almost blacked out. You felt utterly spent, in the best way, but you could do very little as the two men praised you, Baekhyun carrying you to the bathroom to clean you both up while Xiumin went to his room to steal the sheets from the bed. It didn’t matter how spent he was, he’d rather die before sleeping on cum stained sheets. When they’d finished cleaning you up all three of you fell into your bed together, a tangled mess of limbs. You had one man on either side of you. The two that had started this whole thing. 

“Well that was better than my drunk texts.” You murmured. Both men burst into laughter on either side of you. 

Silence settled over the room again as you all began to give in to the call of sleep, comfy, clean and warm. Baekhyun hummed. “I wish you’d had that cheerleader outfit with you.”

“Shut the fuck up.” You replied with a laugh.

“No, he’s onto something there.” Minseok reasoned as he giggled. “That outfit was really hot. Do you still own it?”

You couldn’t help but laugh at them, even though you wanted to sound pissed off. “I hate both of you, and if my legs worked I’d get up and leave this room right now.”

“Hyung high five, we broke her.” Baekhyun continued laughing.

“Shut up!” Both you and Minseok yelled happily.

You let your laughs die down as you snuggled into each other, exhausted both physically and mentally. You realised now that all the rewards had been completed. You’d think on what that meant moving forward later. Right now you just wanted to pass out, and maybe wake up to some continued fun, but you’d understand if Minseok considered the threesome request completed now.

Minseok chose that moment to speak up. “Thank you both for this. It’s uh, it’s weird to thank you for it but you know, it feels necessary. But I’m glad it was the two of you.” Minseok was doing his best to stay awake long enough to thank you both, something he really didn't need to do.

“Talk later, sleep now.” You mumbled as you felt yourself succumb to post coital exhaustion.

A/N: Um so yeah, that happened. Did the smut get away from me? Yes. Are we ok? Can I hand out fans and refreshments to any of you? Real talk, thank you for reading and sticking with me over the insanely long time it's taken to write this fic. I'd love to hear who you want her to end up with, I've got 3 endings penned and I'm still picking which one feels right so your feedback would help :)

Masterpost | Chapter 46 | Chapter 48 (coming soon)

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[byuntrash101]

being sandwiched between minseok & baekhyun after they’ve just got done finishing a show 😖 lord have mercy

oh my g- sdklsldkslkmdskmdklds

this checks all of the boxes!!!! the original muscle daddy + the orignal slut (baekhyun is a whore i just know it) is THE combo.

god damn i almost passed out writing this... im 🥵🥵🥵

tags: double penetration (vaginal and anal), sweat kink (typical me because im nasty like that), squirting, unprotected sex, creampie, getting caught kink, dirty talk

You have no choice but to claw at Baekhyun's back as Minseok slips his thick member inside you by the only hole still available. The two men holding you up in the air, you wrap your legs around Baekhyun's waist as the two men hover you above their hard and dripping cocks. You don't know if you'll be able to keep quiet for long given how good and full you feel from front to back.

But it seems like the boys notice your struggle and Baekhyun wraps his pretty hand around your mouth the muffle your little whimpers of pleasure.

"Be quiet baby" he whispers in your ear as you feel him slowly pull out of you, making your wet cunt gush out and produce lewd squelshing noises. "We don't want the manager to find out you're letting us use your body like this right baby girl?"

"You could definetely lose your job over this you know" Minseok adds. And you shook your head in horror to the idea. Being a makeup artist was your calling but what you were most afraid of right now was to lose the opportunity to be squeezed between the two men like you have been countless times.

After a show they always needed a way to relieve tension and what better way than to fuck their favourite little cock sleeve stupid until you can't think straight or walk for days?

"Fuckkkk" you whisper as Baekhyun lets his hand slip from your mouth to your throat. Pushing his dick back into your throbbing cunt. Just as Minseok pushed himself inside your little rim.

"You're clenching so hard baby" Minseok moans in your ear as his sweaty chest is pressed on your bare back. "You want my cum that bad?" he chuckles picking up the pace.

"Yes!" you gasp. "Yes please cum inside me" you beg.

"What a little cum hungry whore you are" Baekhyun says as you catch a bead of sweat running down his long neck. You wrap your lips around his collarbone licking the sweat all the way up his ear. The bitter taste fills your head making you forget about everyhting that is not them their two cocks rubbing against each other inside you right now.

Baekhyun smashes his hips inside you, setting the pace and Minseok follows also adopting the unfirgiving pace.

"Fuck I'm gonna cum" you squeak trying to make as little noise as possible, immediatly biting Baekhyun's neck to keep yourself from screaming.

"Cum on both our dicks, baby" Baekhyun urges as his hips start to stutter.

Your worn out little pussy and shapeless asshole start to pulse around their cocks as you reach your climax. And it's the last straw for them. Your orgasming holes milk them dry, draining their balls to the last drop of precious cum that is over flowing your holes and dripping down the dark changing room's floor as you uncontrollably shake in their arms, eyes rolled back, breath short and toes curled. The pleasure is so overwhelming that you spray your cum in a powerful stream completely soaking the two men before your body goes limp.

"I'm so glad we get to do this all over again tomorrow" Baekhyun says, zipping his soaked pants up.

"I'm taking her pussy tomorrow!" Minseok concludes

a/n: almost did not survive this.

#baekhyun smut #xiumin smut #minseok smut #exo smut #exo drabble #hard hours #exo hard hours #baekhyun x reader #xiumin x reader

[aceri1485]

Fired

Xiumin x reader

key words: backstage, concert, stage hand, smut (18+, read at own risk — consensual, oral, penetration, some dom/sub, unprotected), fluff (does this count as fluff?), slow burn

authors note: (1) this is purely fiction, please don’t be delusional and no I don’t think this would ever happen irl (2) protagonist (ie. the reader) gender is ambiguous on purpose, I want anyone to be able to read this and enjoy (3) I wrote this at 3am please don’t judge me too harshly

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After seeing them perform live for the 7th time in a row, you finally concluded that it would never get old. After the euphoria of the first concert, you had worried that it would get monotonous - watching the same songs, the flashing lights, the screaming fans, same videos, costumes, jokes, sentiments, and on and on… but it was magic every time.

Maybe it was because the concerts were spaced out and in different arenas, making the experience feel fresh with some time between and new scenery. Maybe it was the lack of sleep from touring for a month straight.

Or maybe it was because you had a different job at each concert, so you could enjoy it from different angles; your first night, you were on selling merch at a booth and got to watch the concert in the nosebleed section; the second night you were on water bottle duty and watched from literally right below the front of the stage, cracking open water bottles to hand up to the men between sections; the third night, you were helping in wardrobe, backstage with extra shoes, outfit changes and hairspray at the ready to hand to the stylists; the fourth and fifth night you were back on merchandise sales, but in different sections of the arena; the sixth night you assisted one of the photographers, handing them different lenses and running to get them water, sprinting around the entire arena and backstage the whole night; and finally, tonight - tonight, you are on water bottle duty but backstage, not out in front of the stage.

“Hey - are you alright?” Sam asks, touching your shoulder gently, “You spaced out there for a minute.”

“Oh,” you startle slightly, turning to Sam with a smile, feeling your cheeks and the ends of your ears get warm “Sorry! I guess I was lost in thought! Were you saying something?”

Sam covers the end of the mouthpiece to the headset that is so crucial to the role of stage manager and leans in close to your ear so you can hear over the music, “I said they’ll be coming off stage soon, can you go grab a new pack of water bottles from the fridge?”

“Yes, I’ll go!” you give Sam a thumbs up to indicate you heard and turn to dash down the hallway away from the stage.

“WAIT!” you hear and turn back to see Sam holding out a radio “Take this!”

You hesitate only a minute - usually only the senior staff members have a radio on them - but the song changes and you realize you don’t have much more time left. With a bright smile and another thumbs up, you grab the radio and run down the hall.

Sam had spoken to you that afternoon, saying that the team was impressed with your work ethic and clear excitement to be involved. You hadn’t thought about if you wanted this to be a permanent position past this tour. The short term contract for a stage hand had looked like a fun opportunity and good experience, but you hadn’t considered turning it into a career, leaving behind the corporate grind for a different kind - a more fulfilling kind - of stress.. until Sam’s compliments earlier today.

Now, you clip the radio to the waistband of your jeans, this small show of confidence from Sam making pride blossom in your chest and a smile form on your face in a way no compliment from your old boss ever had.

Good god, why is the green room so far away from the stage? you think, a little embarrassed by your shortness of breath and the sweat forming on your brow as you enter the communal waiting area, startling another staff member on break enjoying some coffee. You give them a smile and a little wave, beelining straight for the fridge.

Pack of water bottles now in hand, you hear the song change again and swear lightly under your breath.

“Need that water ASAP please!” Sam’s voice crackles over your radio.

Balancing the water on one arm, you radio back “On the way, boss!”

Other voices chime in, “wait, who’s voice was that?” “Oh hoo big shot now with a walkie?” “Ah they grow up so fast!” the team teases you. You laugh, but regret it as a stitch in your side forms from running back to the stage with the pack of water bottles.

That’s it, you think to yourself, No more skipping cardio day at the gym.. or skipping the gym altogether!

You make it back to Sam just as the song ends, setting the pack down on a little table and ripping it open. Laughing at your flushed face, Sam helps you open the pack and hands you the first bottle.

You smile even broader, mouthing THANK YOU at Sam - the screaming from the crowd now too loud to be heard over - and hold the cool bottle against the back of your neck. Turning your attention to the stage, you see the dancers bounding over to you, adrenaline mixed with joy and an almost manic energy reverberating off of them onto the rest of the staff backstage.

They each say a quick “thank you” as they take a water bottle from you before running off to their next positions or to wardrobe. You take care to smile at each of them, praise them and encourage them as you pass them a water bottle. You know they probably can’t hear you over the noise and their own buzz of excitement, but you do it anyway.

Once the last dancer has grabbed their water, you crack open your own water bottle and look to the stage to see them.

The 9 men you were all there to support. The 9 men that sold out this and the 6 venues you had been to before this. The 9 men whom were the recipients of all the screaming, all the love from strangers who filled the arena. The 9 men who set the standard for their industry and the example for their juniors. The 9 men who, while they’re dancers were off stage recovering, changing into new outfits and retying their shoelaces, were still on stage, talking to the captivated audience.

Immediately, though, your eyes are drawn to him.

Him, who’s name was screamed by thousands at every show, but always acted humbled and almost embarrassed by the attention. Him, who somehow managed to say everything he needed to in very few words, letting the other members talk as much as they wanted. Him, who was clearly respected and adored by his members, the staff and fans alike.

Him, who locked eyes with you on your second night as you handed a water bottle up to the stage and squinted curiously, his fingers brushing yours and sending an electric spark down your arm. Him, who saw you after your third show backstage and came over to say hi, saying he had been expecting you to hand him water that night, who said hello to you at your fifth show and introduced you to the other members, even remembering your name, and who, at your sixth show, blushed furiously for some reason when you complimented a pose he did for the photographer you assisted.

Him. Xiumin. Him, who you couldn’t get off your fucking mind.

Him, standing on stage now in suit pants and suit jacket with no shirt underneath, sweat running down his face and chest, holding a water bottle to the back of his neck just like you had done a few minutes prior, but much more warranted given the amount of work he had just done.

Almost as if he can sense your eyes drilling holes into him as you memorize every little detail, Xiumin turns to look backstage. You swear he looks right at you and smiles, but then you realize the members are thanking the stage crew - and anyways, it’s much too dark back here for him to have singled you out. It doesn’t stop you from smiling back, nor can you bring yourself to look away.

Instead, barely blinking, you take a big drink of water. On stage, you see Xiumin swallow hard and turn his attention back to the crowd.

Just then, someone over the radio asks for some towels - a water bottle was spilled by the makeup station and if it doesn’t get cleaned up quickly you’ll have an angry makeup artist and a disgruntled manager to deal with - and you radio back quickly, turning from the stage to run to the dressing rooms.

You run away, missing Xiumin’s not-so-covert glance backstage again, his brows furrowing as he squints into the darkness, not seeing what he is looking for while he moves to the next stage position and the next song starts.

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“Right, everyone, well done tonight!” Sam yells, waving at the stage crew to get everyone’s attention, “Well done, well done! Round of applause for yourselves and your hard work!”

The stage crew all clap, and some of the more rowdy lightning technicians start cheering. The good energy is contagious, despite how exaughsted everyone is.

You stifle a yawn that threatens to break your smile as you clap along with the team. It’s nearly 1am; the fans have all cleared out ages ago, but the stage crew has just finished resetting the stage for tomorrow night - No, later tonight you correct yourself drowsily.

This is the first time since you started that you didn’t need to pack up the stage completely to move to a new location.

“All technicians, you’re free to go! Go get some rest, because I expect you back here by 1pm!” Sam says once the applause dies out, “Stage hands and assistants, check in with your assigned leaders or managers before you go - there are still a few things that need to be wrapped up. Understood?”

A unified “yes boss!” is the response, much less energetic than the applause before.

The team breaks into their different departments and groups, and you head over to where Sam is waiting with a few other stage hands. Sam quickly gives the others their assignments, sending them to make sure various sections are reset and ready for the next day, checking inventory, tidying up, etcetera.

You wait patiently, watching the time creep past 1am, getting the sense that Sam is leaving you for last on purpose. You surprise yourself, being able to exercise patience when you’ve been awake for close to 18 hours straight.

Finally, the others have dispersed, and Sam turns to you. “Well done again tonight,” Sam smiles, “How are you feeling?”

You smile back, hoping your weariness isn’t showing too badly, “I feel great! I know there were some hiccups here and there, but it was really satisfying to know that nothing that happened backstage affected the quality of the show.”

Sam laughs “Oh god, how are you forming complete thoughts right now? I’m too tired for this!” Sam gives you a light shove, “hey, if you keep talking like that I might just have to properly promote you - are you coming after my job?”

Both of you laughing, Sam throws an arm over your shoulder and starts leading you down the hallway to the dressing rooms and the green room.

“How would you feel about a little more responsibility tomorrow night?” Sam asks while you walk.

“Hmm..” you pretend to think about it deeply, “it depends - would I still have to see you?”

“Hey” Sam says back in mock astonishment “am I really that ugly?” You’re both laughing as you pass the green room to stand outside the members dressing rooms.

“I was hoping to put you on the members main team, instead of general or standby” Sam continues, “meaning you’ll attend to the members specific needs or requests instead of random tasks.”

You hesitate, “Isn’t that usually the assistants or their managers job?”

“Yes, they help too!” Sam explains, “You would be joining that smaller team instead of being placed wherever we need extra hands for the night. Mainly, I need someone to be the go between from myself, the managers and the members.”

Seeing you still hesitating, Sam says “Why don’t we try it for right now, and if you’re uncomfortable we’ll go back to how it was?” Sam suggests, “The members are still here, getting their makeup removed and wardrobes reset for tomorrow night.”

You take a deep breath and think, your eyebrows scrunching together. You didn’t want to admit it to yourself, but you were genuinely considering trying to join the team permanently. This little change could be the ticket to doing so.. or, if you screwed up, could mean getting fired immidiately.

But it was worth the risk.

After another deep breath, you straighten your shoulders and look at Sam. “Let’s do it!”

Sam breaks into a smile, “Great! Let’s introduce you then!” and knocks on the door to the dressing room you are standing in front of.

A voice calls “Come in!” from inside, and you both step through the door to see two of the members, Chen and Sehun, just on the other side ready to leave. You and Sam quickly excuse yourselves and step out of the way. Sam briefly stops the manager accompanying them to introduce you, then you both wish them all a goodnight and send them off.

Just before they walk away, Chen’s face brightens and he asks if you are the staff member who Xiumin had introduced to them a couple shows ago. Flattered that he remembered you, you say yes.

Sehun, who was looking at his phone, looks up with interest suddenly, a boyish smile on his face. He nudged Chen, speaking to him while still looking at you, “hey, is Xiumin coming with us now?”

You and Sam say goodnight again, closing the door of the dressing room, and you don’t catch Chen’s answer.

Turning to see the rest of the room, you see the man in question, Xiumin, sitting in front of a makeup desk rubbing his face with a towel. A makeup artist beside him points to a bit of eye makeup that he missed, and Xiumin leans closer to the mirror to see better.

Sam is introducing you to another manager sitting on a couch in the room, so you don’t see Xiumin freeze as he catches sight of you in the mirror, but you do hear the makeup artist ask if he is okay.

“Oh,” Xiumin clears his throat, “yes, I’m okay”

While he finishes wiping away the bit of missed makeup, Sam introduces you to the makeup artist. You very purposefully do not look at Xiumin, feeling self conscious about your reflection being visible in the same mirror as his.

Sam goes to introduce the two of you, but Xiumin interrupts “how have you been?”

Sam’s eyes widen “Ahh you’ve met already?”

“Very briefly!” you explain, “We met in the hallway at one of the previous shows.”

You finally look at Xiumin to see him turned fully away from the mirror and looking straight at you.

“How are you?” You ask politely, trying to stop your heart from jumping out of your chest and looking anywhere but his eyes oh god his eyes why is he looking at you with those eyes?!

Xiumin smiles politely back, “I’m doing well! I’m glad you’ll be joining our team. Good luck - I hope you aren’t intimidated by us.” He then turns his attention back to the makeup artist, and they continue their conversation, discussing what skincare products he should use before going to bed.

Sam guides you out of the room and across the hall to the other dressing room, making more introductions as you pass various team members. You learn that Lay, Chanyeol, and D.O. left for the hotel already, but say hello to Suho, also removing his makeup. Kai is absorbed with something on his phone, sitting on the couch. You hear the private shower in the room running and the manager explains Baekhyun is in it.

“Oh gosh, we’ll step out then!” Sam says, “We could have waited outside!”

“Ah don’t worry!” the manager laughs “The bathroom door locks, he’s fine”

Just at that moment, the shower stops, and you hear the door open a crack.

A hand slips out the door, “hey” Baekhyun calls to the manager, “can you hand me a towel?”

“Doesn’t look like there are any here,” the manager says, checking the cupboard beside the bathroom door, “Are there none in there with you?”

You gasp, and everyone turns to look at you, and you feel your cheeks and ears warm again. You just remembered this was the room you took the towels from to clean up the spilled water from earlier, and you never found replacements.

“That’s my bad..” you say, briefly explaining that you had taken the towels earlier, “I will go grab one from the other room, give me just a minute!”

You dash across the hall, quickly noting that the shower in that room is now running as well, the makeup artist and manager now gone, and grab a spare towel from the cupboard outside the bathroom door. You feel the cupboard door catch on your jeans, but pull away without looking, quickly crossing the hall back to the other room.

You hand the towel to the manager, who knocks and hands it into the bathroom for Baekhyun, who has apparently discovered the shower has wonderful acoustic properties and is singing (shouting?) at the top of his lungs.

While Suho yells back at him to stop yelling to save his voice and also to hurry up, you and the manager chat a bit more.

“Did Sam get called away?” You ask, glancing around.

“Yes, didn’t you hear on your radio?” The manager replied “one of the other stage hands needed help.”

“No, I didn’t..” you reach for your radio clipped to your waistband to make sure the volume is turned up, your hands freezing as you realize the radio is not there.

The sensation of the cupboard door snagging on your jeans when you ran into the other dressing room comes back to you and you politely excuse yourself to go search for your radio.

Knocking softly, you enter the room after you hear someone yell back “Come in!”, and you turn to close the door softly behind you.

“I’m almost ready to go, I just need to get my-“ you hear from behind you, but the words drift off, the sentence incomplete.

Turning to face the room, you take in very little from your surroundings but two facts stick out to you.

1. the only other person in the room with you is Xiumin

2. Xiumin is only wearing a towel wrapped around his waist

“Oh fuck” you say, immediately clamping a hand over your eyes, the other hand reaching for the door handle behind you, “I’m SO sorry, I’ll just-“

“Wait” Xiumin says, almost a whisper.

You freeze, too in shock to realize how ridiculous you must look, one hand covering your eyes, your other arms stretch out behind you, tensed, your knees bent like you just landed a small jump.

You feel him approach more than you hear him, feel the heat coming off his body as he stops beside you. More aware of yourself, you straighten up, but keep your hand over your eyes. A soft click tells you the door has been locked behind you.

Oh I’m so so fucked. He’s probably so mad, you think to yourself, so much for this opportunity, I’m so fucking fired now!

For what feels like an eternity, neither of you speak. You resist the urge to peak out from between your fingers, waiting for him to make the first move. The heat beside you doesn’t leave; he is still standing right beside you.

You feel him move, then, circling behind you and to your other side.

Finally, he speaks, under his breath so you barely catch it “you follow directions really well..”

Your breath hitches and you can’t stop goose bumps from breaking out all over your arms. You hear him laugh, but it’s deeper than you remember hearing him laugh on stage, comes from lower in his chest than normal, more of a chuckle than an outburst of joy.

You feel the heat from beside you subside as he takes a step back, hear his sharp intake of breath.

“I..” you hear him hesitate, and he pauses for a few seconds before continuing, “I don’t mean to keep you here. I’m sorry if I’ve made you uncomfortable. You can go if you like.”

You hear him move to the far side of the room, and a sudden boldness surges though you, maybe triggered by the goose bumps fading from your skin, maybe the relief of realizing you weren’t going to be fired, not right then anyways. Maybe you were going crazy from being awake for so long.

Or maybe.. maybe the memory of him on stage earlier, the sweat running down his chest, over his collarbone, his pants tight in all the right places, his face turned backstage.. maybe you had been thinking about that all night, damnit.

“And what if I want to stay?” you blurt out, hand still covering your eyes. Your other hand curls into a fist with anxiety as again you feel, rather than hear, him freeze on the other side of the room.

A whole minute passes - or at least 60 heartbeats pass, because all you can do while you stay rooted in place is count your heart beats and wait for him to say something - before you feel him move closer to you again.

“Fuck,” he says, his voice quiet and deep, and coming from much nearer to you than you realized, “I want.. I want you, I want this, but I can’t ask you to stay, it’s-“

“What if I want it to?” you say, your voice also low, his words fanning the spark that had already started in your stomach, emboldening you in a way you never knew possible.

He hesitates again before replying, “what if you regret it?”

“Will I regret it?” you ask, almost holding your breath to hear his reply.

“… No.”

Another pause.

“Lower your hand but keep your eyes closed.”

You do as he says, feeling him step even closer , the warmth from beside you now directly infront of you, closer than within arms reach. Your willpower and patience surprise you for the second time that night, in a startlingly different situation than the last time,

The crackle of your radio on the floor beside the cupboard makes you both nearly jump out of your skin. Your hand flies to your chest over your heart and you gasp, but somehow you keep your eyes squeezed shut.

“Oh shit-“ Xiumin says, and you hear him go retrieve the radio “-is someone looking for you?” You feel him gently take your hand from your chest and set the radio in it.

It crackles again, and you hear Sam say “Have a good night everyone! See you by 1pm!” Others sound off, “Have a good night!” “See you tomorrow!” and you chime in with a quick “Goodnight!” not trusting your voice to stay steady long enough to say more.

“That reminds me..” Xiumin mumbles, and you hear him rustling around for a few seconds.

“Right” he says, and you feel him coming closer to you again, “my manager has been texted, your supervisor has let you go for the night, everyone else is leaving or gone..”

He takes the radio from your hand gently, his fingers leaving a burning sensation on your skin. Your heartrate has slowed from the scare of the radio going off, but it immediately speeds back up at his touch.

He is close to you again, his warmth making you shiver, goose bumps reappearing. He chuckles again, soft and deep, and the fire in your stomach roars.

“Can I touch you?” he nearly whispers and you shiver even more.

“Yes.”

The word barely falls from your lips before his fingers brush up your arm to your shoulder and trace along your collar bone for a moment. Then his hand is on the side of your neck, his thumb turning your chin from one side to the other, gentle and light as though he was examining a piece of pottery. His thumb brushes over your lips and your eyelids flutter - you so desperately want to look, want to see his expression, finally look into his eyes.

His hand finally rests cupping your face and his other comes to match it on the other side. You feel him step even closer, the heat radiating off of him can’t be more than an inch away.

“Can I kiss you?” he whispers, and the air from his words lands straight onto your lips.

In reply, you lean forward and close the gap between you, eyes still closed, hands clenched at your sides.

The warmth is intoxicating, and the kiss deepens, his hands roaming from the back of your neck to twist into your hair and down to your waist, then finally to pull your arms around him, giving you permission to touch him too. You gasp at the feeling of his bare skin, so hot to the touch, as your hands roam his back, feeling his muscles tense and soften as you touch them.

Your hands finally settle on his waist, just above where the towel, so resolute and intrusive, still solidly wraps around him. Now it’s Xiumin who shivers, pulling away from the kiss to rest his forehead against yours. You both breathe deeply, drunkenly, the fire in your stomach spreading to the rest of your body and warming you to match his heat.

Your eyes are still closed.

Suddenly, Xiumin tenses, you feel his back straighten. His hands disentangle from your hair and he tugs at the bottom of your shirt.

“Off.” he almost grunts, the whispered plea from before replaced with a command.

You don’t hesitate and your shirt lands on the floor, tossed aside without a thought. His hands are back almost immediately, exploring the newly available terrain. You try to breathe steadily, but he becomes amused with the way your breath hitches when one of his fingers brush over your nipples and breathing suddenly becomes a task which requires concentration.

You trace your hands up his abs and chest until you find his face, then step closer to him and guide his lips back to yours. Now your hands tangle into his hair, still damp from the shower, and his trail down your back, resting on your waist above your jeans, pinky fingers cheekily dipping below your waist and every now and again.

It sends shivers up your spine, despite the fire engulfing your whole body, and you gasp into the kiss “please.. I want..” his hand fully slips into your jeans to cup your ass, and a low gutteral sound escapes him.

“What.. do you want?” He asks between kisses.

“I want.. I want to look at you.” You manage to break the kiss, again resting your foreheads together.

A full gasp escapes Xiumin, “You’ve kept your eyes closed this whole time?!” He pulls back from you, keeping his hands around your waist, and laughs.

You blink your eyes open slowly, the image of a god appearing before you. Dark hair touseled, lips pink and slightly swollen, cheeks flushed, and those can’t be your hands balancing delicately on those chiseled pecs, can they?

And his eyes. Stormy, hungry, and.. and looking at you, looking into your eyes, studying you the way your studying them.

“I thought you must have been peaking” Xiumin says, voice low again, “I - I didn’t realize how… obedient you were being, I’m sorry.”

His words make you blush, heat spreading across your cheeks and the tips of your ears, and you drop your gaze down. This doesn’t help with your blush, as now you’re looking at his lower abs, a trail of hair leading down to where your bodies are pressed together, the skin still hidden but heat - god, the heat - of you both building between you.

Xiumin’s hand comes up from your waist to tilt your chin up to look at him. You meet his eyes once again, still stormy but where there was hunger before now there is starvation. He takes a step back from you letting his hands fall.

Seeing you still rooted to the same spot, he smiles - no, smirks - and continues walking backwards, not breaking eye contact. There is no breeze, but his absence makes you shiver and once more goose bumps form, now over your whole exposed chest. He continues to backup until he hits the couch and he sits down slowly.

Xiumin’s eyes finally leave yours to travel down your body and back up, making you feel like someone had slipped an ice cube from your chin down one leg and back up the other side until his gaze locks with yours again. His smirk is gone, his expression now just full of need.

“Off.” Xiumin says, barely lifting a finger to gesture at your jeans. You don’t hesitate again, pulling off not only your jeans but the remainder of your clothes. You are feeling vulnerable but also like anything left on your body was subject to catch fire at any moment.

When you finish and look up again, you find Xiumin leaning forward, elbows resting on his knees, towel unwrapped but still draped across his lap. The starving look in his eyes spreads to the rest of his face while he looks at you.

You want to go to him, want to touch him, want, god, you want him, but you wait, wait for him to tell you, to command you. Standing there, biting your lip, your patience and control again surpassing what you thought you could do.

Then he leans back, and the towel is not hiding anything any longer. You can’t help but swallow hard, saliva suddenly filling your mouth, and clench your fists.

“Oh fuck” Xiumin gasps, eyes dropping from yours to your neck when you swallow, “Come here. Now.”

You almost trip over yourself in your haste, in your want, moving to stand infront of him, between his legs, and you bend over him to kiss him, self control crumbling with every second. As the kiss deepens, he moves to pull you onto his lap, but instead your knees buckle and you slip down to kneel on the floor infront of him.

He is still leaning forward, not willing to break the kiss yet, when your hands trace down his chest to his cock. You both gasp as your hand closes around him; him in an involuntary need for air, you in surprise at how hard he already is.

You pump him a few times, then make the decision to break the kiss, your want to be obedient being beaten out by the want to know how he tastes and the want to see him crumble in your hands.

One hand still pumping, you use the other to push Xiumin’s chest back into the couch. His one hand grips the arm of the couch and his other goes to your hair. Then you lower your head and take his tip into your mouth, keeping eye contact as best you can.

You bob your head, swirling your tongue over his tip in rhythm. Xiumin’s hand grips the couch, his knuckles white, and his eyes are wide, still staring into yours, his lips falling open and his breathing suddenly much heavier.

Your name slips from his mouth, mixed with various swears as you continue, until -

“FUCK-“ his hips buck and you gag, stopping to take a deep breath in. Xiumin’s hand releases the couch arm, leaving little indents where his nails had dug in, and he cups your chin again, leaning forward to kiss you long and hard.

“Your turn” a new command, not a question or offer, and before you can react your places are swapped. Seeing him, rock hard, muscular shoulders tensed, barely in control of himself but kneeling so intently, so desperately and submissively infront of you is almost enough to make you come undone already.

It takes everything in you not to scream when he starts with his tongue. Now it’s your hand on the couch arm, the other tangled in his hair. His name and curses falling from your lips. He uses both his hands to press your hips down into the couch, and you squirm against him, into his touch and away from it at the same time.

“I.. I’m close” you breathe out, and Xiumin’s eyes flick up to meet your gaze. You almost come undone right there, but he pulls away from you, grabbing your hand to have you stand with him.

“Do you trust me?” Xiumin asks, not commanding, not a whisper. Just a sincere question, though in a voice so deep you swear you feel it rather than hear it.

His hand is holding yours still from having you stand, and the other is on your waist, stealing you. His cock, practically quivering between you two, is wet at the tip, a question of its own waiting for your reply. The heat, now shared between you both evenly, flickers across your bodies impatiently.

“Yes.” No more pauses, no more hesitation.

Xiumin pulls you flush against him, guiding your arms up and around his neck. Then he bends and lifts you up, wrapping your legs around his waist, and walks a few feet until your back is against a wall.

You shake from anticipation now, no more goosebumps, and find yourself biting his perfect collar bone while he walks, sucking and nibbling. Your name falls from his mouth, a swear word of its own now.

Now braced against the wall, you look into his eyes as he lowers you down onto him. With every inch, the starvation dissapears but the storm rages harder. You clutch onto his shoulders, and arch your back towards the wall as he takes you, mouth open but unable to make a sound.

Until he moves.

The screams you held back before come out now, involuntarily, taking the shape of “Xiumin” over and over again.

You both hold on and ride the storm together, as he bounces you up and down, up and down, over and over, landing harder each time. You hear the sound of your skin against the wall, broken up by the sound of your skin on Xiumin’s skin and your names - the worst swear words known to man - tumbling out between you.

At some point you both slip down to the floor, but you don’t remember how it happened that you were on top of him now. You slow the pace, rollling your hips instead of bouncing, and watch as Xiumin’s eyes roll back, his eyelids closing.

On a whim, you cover his eyes with your hand. His breath catches in his throat with each roll of your hips. Goose bumps break out on his arms and chest.

You lean forward and whisper in his ear “Keep your eyes closed.”

He can only nod in reply, mouth clenched, a deep groan coming from his chest,

You remove your hand, smirking as you see he followed your order, and pick up the pace to return to your previous rhythm, fast and hard. Xiumin’s hands go to your hips, guiding you, helping you.

1, 2, 3 more times you land before you cum with no warning, with not a scream but a growl of “Xiumin”, clenching around his cock, back arched and eyes closed. You roll your hips, riding it out, eyes open again to see that he was peaking, looking at you in awe.

As soon as your eyes meet, he too comes completely undone, holding you still while he thrusts up. You brace yourself against his shoulders, collapsing down onto his chest as he cums inside you.

With a grunt, he pulls out of you and you roll onto your side on the floor beside him. It’s the first time you notice that the ground is cold, the heat from the two of you slowly, very slowly dispelling.

Xiumin pulls you toward him, pushing a leg between both of yours, hand on your waist and the other arm under your head. Neither of you willing to move yet, or to break the silence.

It isn’t until you shiver again, this time genuinely from the chill, which is creeping into you from the floor, that either of you stir. As you emerge from your drunken bliss, the first thing you realize is that you’re still.. sticky. And the second is that you are going to be very.. very sore in a few hours time.

Well.. another reason to go to the gym more, you think to yourself, sure that your stamina tonight was all adrenaline.

Xiumin gets up and grabs the towel, abandoned near the couch, kneeling down to wrap it around your shoulders. Without saying a word, he kisses you on the forehead, then gets up and turns on the shower.

When you see steam escaping the bathroom, you struggle to your feet and walk in to see Xiumin waiting for you.

“You go first” he says, offering a hand to help you step into the shower. Another command, but not as forceful as before.

You accept his hand and step into the shower, but when he turns to go and give you some privacy, you grip his hand even tighter.

“Stay..” you say, and pull him into the shower with you. His eyes meet yours again, and it’s like he is in a trance, pulled in by some strange gravity that now connects you two.

You help each other wash, gently, somehow shy with each other despite what you just did. You watch a bead of water trace down Xiumin’s neck and chest, thinking again of him on stage, sweat running down his collarbone..

His collarbone, which now has an odd bruise? You brush you finger across it and he winces, then you both look at it together, suddenly realizing what it is.

His eyes widen in surprise, “I didn’t think you had actually left a mark!”

“Oh god I’m so sorry!” You bring your hands up cover your face, mortified, “I had no idea I had done that either!”

But when Xiumin starts laughing, you can’t help it this time but to peak out between your fingers to see his face. He looks completely relaxed, his laugh making him look impossibly even younger than he already looks.

Confused, you lower your hands, “won’t you.. get in trouble?” You ask, “what if someone sees it on stage?”

Seeing that you are genuinely concerned, he suppresses his laughter to reply “Do you think we’ve never had to ask the makeup team to cover anything like this up before?” His eyes sparkle, “Though, it will be my first time asking… but the others have all had to at some point.”

You laugh tentatively, and seeing his smile grow at the sound, laugh again, releasing the little bit of worry you had built up.

“We’re human, after all” Xiumin says, pulling you closer so you are both under the water, resting his head on your shoulder and hugging you close, “we… I need love, connection.”

You wrap your arms around him and squeeze in response.

After a minute or so of holding him close, you go to pull away, ready to step out of the shower, when he freezes and pulls you back to him.

“What’s..” the question dies on your lips as you feel exactly what is wrong, thick and strong, and somehow hard again, between you two.

“Just.. um.. give me a minute” Xiumin mumbles into your shoulder, and you see that the tips of his ears are pink.

I guess even when you quench a fire.. the coals can be reignited pretty easily you think, smiling to yourself as the now familiar, tantalizing warmth grows between you two again.

END

(… unless? PART TWO HERE)

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[byunstation]

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[jongbross]

kinktober: phone sex (kim minseok x reader)

pairing: kim minseok x reader word count: 338 genre: what do you think? warnings: description of sexual activities, masturbating, swearing, reader being needy, minseok having the dirtiest mouth, use of "good girl" but i don't specify reader's gender a/n: i love minseok, he's my best friend, i can't believe i just wrote this

you didn't know exactly how it got to this point, but now you were with your hand inside your underwear, fingers playing with yourself as you could hear minseok chuckle on the other side of the line.

"can you make yourself feel good while i'm not there with you, love?", he asked in a low voice. "are your fingers enough?"

"shit, minseok...", you moaned. "you know they're not."

"um... too bad, love. so i guess you won't cum as hard as you do when i'm fucking you, right?", the bastard said, and you just knew he was grinning. "but picture it, babe, it will help you."

"picture what?", you closed your eyes, fingers circling your entrance.

"picture how i look when i'm on top of you, fucking you deep. it feels so good, babe, did you know that? to have you around me, clenching on my dick while i hear you moan just for me."

at that, you moaned - and, again, minseok chuckled. you finally inserted a finger inside you, imagining it was minseok's instead.

"shit, i wish you were here...", you whined.

"me too, love. i would die to be kissing you right now, leaving a mark on your chest", minseok sighed. "i would die to feel how wet you are right now."

pushing another finger inside you, you groaned.

"babe, please!", you moaned as you pumped your finger into you at a speed similar to how minseok did. "i need you to fuck me."

"i'll do it, love. i promise i'll fuck you good when i get back home, i'll make you cum however you want - with my fingers, with my lips..."

when minseok gasped, you heard the sound of shuffling coming from the other side of the line - and that's how you knew he was touching himself too.

"for now, be a good girl and cum for me, okay? make yourself cum, i wanna hear you doing it."

and then you did, over and over... let's just say it was a damn long phone call.

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[chogiwass]

Which members do you think give the best fingering ? In your opinion 😵‍💫

so i think:

jongdae, chanyeol just know what they're doing. they know the spots, that can be rough, soft, teasing, anything to get you high and where they want. (not to be biased but have you seen chanyeols hands???)

then i think junmyeon, baekhyun and xiumin would be very good at it too, but probably a lil softer than jongdae and chanyeol. they would prolly mostly tease and not ruin you.

sehun and jongin, they are pillow princesses. they would rather have you sucking their dick. they would pleasure you if you wanted it, but i think they wouldnt be so good at it and not so enthusiastic. but i just know they will pleasure you in other ways

about kyngsoo... he seems like he has two moods. one when he is dark and fingers like there is no tomorrow and one when the only case when his hands are near your kitty are when he takes of your panties. but i dont really know him and he seems so private, so i cant analyse him that well :(

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[cheapsh0tz]

Wanna be sandwiched between junmyeon and minseok so bad. I know they fuck good, I know.

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[decantingstxrs]

a loud smack rings through the room as his hand makes contact with your bare ass. you bite down hard on your lip to suppress a moan. something about hearing and feeling his hand on you was enough to get you wetter than a river.

“count.”

“o-one.”

“good girl.” he says before spanking you again. and again.

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[htauwu]

Abt me !

– call me raya !

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– ults exo, nct, shinee, and riize !

– any pronouns are welcome !

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[its-not-sof]

37, 38 & 44 with Xiumin for the drabbles, please? 💖 u!

“I missed the hell out of you…” + “I want you so bad right now.” + “Make love to me”

It had felt like an eternity since you’d felt your boyfriend’s embrace, each passing second was too long to wait to see him. You knew his work was important, and you knew you couldn’t risk being seen with him in public, but it was getting harder to watch him on your tv screen and not have him home in your arms.

You secretly counted down the days until he was done with his most recent tour, and at long last, today was the day he was finally expected to return.

Lights had been dimmed, candles lit, and a brand new lingerie set was waiting to be unveiled. You couldn’t be more prepared to make up for lost time.

A soft click caught your attention. The door to your apartment slowly opened, revealing your very tired, but very handsome, significant other. Your eyes locked for a second before you came running towards him, wrapping your arms around him tightly.

Your boyfriend returned the embrace eagerly, lifting you up off the ground and into his arms.

“I missed the hell out of you…” he whispered, kissing your neck before finding your waiting lips.

“I missed you more, I think,” you hummed, kissing him back with unrestrained passion.

“Every night I wished I could be here with you,” Xiumin sighed between embraces. “And here you are, all dressed up just for me.”

You smiled, a slight blush coloring your cheeks. You had almost forgotten what you were wearing until you felt the cool rush of air on your exposed skin. The silk teddy you chose left very little to the imagination. Xiumin’s hungry gaze swept across your body.

You caught his lips in another passionate kiss, running your hands down his chest as you pressed your body into his. You could already feel the effect you had on him.

“I want you so bad right now…” He murmured desperately, hands gripping your exposed skin and pulling you even closer to him.

You moaned softly as he kneaded at your flesh and bit your lower lip, a pleasurable heat building in your insides. You brought your hands up to caress his face, looking into his lust-filled eyes.

“Make love to me,” you whispered, desperate and sincere.

Xiumin smiled, full of love and passion, and wordlessly obeyed your command. All night.

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