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whats-tasty-in-busan · 8 months

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The Rogue Siren

Synopsis:

Yeonjun is the son of the king and queen of the sirens. Any diver/human that comes close to their civilization is killed in order to remain hidden. That’s how the bermuda triangle became so infamous amongst humans. What happens when a Human girl crashlands on an island nearby and has no choice but to wade in the forbidden territory.

Warnings: Violence, some sadistic tendencies, killing, sexual talk/themes etc. Yeonjun is a bit sadistic to start with. May eventually contain smut.

Prologue

Yeonjun quickly hid behind one of the many jagged rocks that hid his home. He managed to sneak away from his parents yet again as the alarm went off. The alarm that scared him at first, but lately it won’t stop going off. His mother chalked it up to the silly humans and their forms of travels. Though, he couldn’t help but wonder what they would create next.

The humans blew them away with the invention of a flying machine. Despite its distance, it still needed to be taken down. But this time, it wasn’t an aircraft. It was a ship speeding towards their territory.

Even though their home was deep below the surface, his parents always told him they couldn’t take any chances. Yeonjun was only ten and he had that idea engraved in his mind. Yet, he couldn’t bring himself to stay put inside the safe security of the walls, like his parents wanted him to be.

An enthralled smile formed on his face as his sharp nails dug into the rocks. His tail swung back and forth giddily as the fins on his arms tingled slightly. He watched the guards, a variety of men and women swim towards the fast approaching ship. A few of them swam to the surface, a beautiful melody soon followed. The sirens’ power was strong, but it didn’t affect everyone the same way.

Yeonjun’s sharp teeth were on full display as he leaned as close as he could to the rock, watching as multiple humans jumped into the water. Small air bubbles floated to the surface as they were dragged down by the guards.

Not all humans would jump though. Some needed more than a song to disappear. As if on cue, the various weapons the soldiers held came into action. Some were traditional weapons, golden tridents and silver spears. Others were taken from the humans as inspiration. Long swords and harpoons that were in their arsenal became theirs for the taking. You’d be surprised by the amount of things you could find from the amount of shipwrecks they’ve seen in their history.

A loud bang could be heard. Despite being underwater, Yeonjun could hear everything as if there was no water at all. Sometimes the sounds were so loud it would irritate him. He watched as water began to flood into the ship, making it slow down and begin to sink. He heard the screams of the people left atop of the ship. This next part would always be slow as they all waited for the ship to sink before dragging the humans as deep as they could, letting either the pressure or lack of oxygen kill them.

Yeonjun let his nails tap on the rock, growing impatient. A sudden splash made his smile reach his eyes as the human sunk below the water. He watched him try to swim towards the surface to get some oxygen, but was immediately grabbed and yanked lower into the depths.

Yeonjun watched as his screams quickly cut off, as the pressure turned his brain to mush.

“What do you think you’re doing!?” A loud voice boomed, forcing Yeonjun to jump away from the front row seat he had.

“Dad I uhm…” Yeonjun stumbled over his words. His grin was now wiped clean as he held a worried expression on his face.

“Save it. I knew you would be out here. You know you aren’t allowed out here, especially when the humans come by.” His father grabbed his arm, swimming back towards their home.

Beyond the rows of jagged rocks and multiple guards, their home came into view. Beautiful coral reefs and sunken buildings covered the area. A variety of sea life swam through their land. Statues of different sirens sat in the middle.

The palace stood furthest from the entrance. It was carved into the side of a cave and had too much space for one family.

“Dad, I was just watching.” Yeonjun mumbled, swimming quickly to keep up with his dad.

“Yeonjun, how many times do I have to tell you. It is dangerous. You must not ever go out there. The humans will gladly kill you and wage war against us. Our forces have seen it. They are always fighting each other for no reason.” His father refused to look at him, dragging him inside their home as the guards blocked their door once again.

“I know, father. I just wanted to see them. Their job seems more exciting than being stuck in this castle. At least I didn’t change into a human and go on land.” Yeonjun mumbled the last part, looking away as he ripped his arm from his father’s grip.

“I told you what would happen if you snuck out again. From now on guards will not only be watching you, but blocking your room as well. Anywhere you go, I will know. Anything you do, I will know.” His father snapped his fingers as two of the guards appeared behind him.

“Father, please. Don’t do this. I won’t do it again.” Yeonjung clenched his fists at his sides.

“You said that last time, when I warned you this is what would happen. No more.” His father shook his head, “Off to your room. Now.”

Yeonjun could only watch as his father left him to his own devices. He swam as fast as he could to his space and shut the makeshift door. A thick layer of sea grass covered the rocky door, making the effect quieter than he wanted.

You know those times where someone else tells you that you can’t do something? And it just makes you want to do it even more? That is exactly how Yeonjun was feeling as he stirred in his room.

“I’ll show you. If I wanted to, I could protect this place.” Yeonjun mumbled to himself as he clenched his fists, “I’ll prove it to you someday. I’ll kill a human.”

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whats-tasty-in-busan · 9 months

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After dance practice: Yeonjun smut

Warnings: Implied relations, SMUT, Possessive, Extreme detail because I’m whipped, Fingering, Penetration, I did mess up and make this first person but it’s my first time so I’m sorry. May write more and take suggestions if this does well (Will actually change tense next time but I’m lazy). Idol! Yeonjun x nonidol reader

Word Count: 2.6k

A loud exasperated sigh filled the apartment shortly after the door clicked shut. I rose to my feet, letting them guide me to the origin of the sound. A soft smile formed on my face, watching the man before me lean a hand against the wall, kicking up his shoes. I found my own shoulder resting against the wall, watching the man, unbeknownst to him.

He jumped slightly, finally meeting my gaze, “What are you still doing up?” He pushed off the wall, finally ridding himself of his shoes. He didn’t break eye contact as he slid off his jacket, letting it cascade along the back of the couch.

“I couldn’t sleep.” I shrugged, turning my body each step he took. I wanted to keep him in my field of vision. His eyes were slightly low, drowsy from the long day he had. His hair was a disheveled mess, slightly messing up towards his black bangs.

I couldn’t help the small smile that formed on my face as I pushed off the wall, walking towards the man, now sitting on the arm of our shared couch. I let my fingers run through his hair, attempting to fix the mess it had become.

“Seems as if you were dancing too hard.” I chuckled, moving my fingers through his slightly damp hair.

“I always dance too hard. You should know that by now.” Yeonjun chuckled softly, I felt his hands rest just above my hips, squeezing them lightly. Though my clothes separated his touch on my bare skin, I could still vividly feel every bend and crevice his hand made against me. The way his fingertips meshed to my skin while his thumbs rubbed soft circles on my side.

Yeonjun’s eyes were bright as I stared into them. His brown eyes sparkled like fireworks were going off in the background. A goofy smile rested on his lips, only showing a glimpse of his teeth.

It was silent, but it was anything but awkward. It almost felt normal, getting lost in his eyes. Except this time, a strange aroma of lust filled the room. Yeonjun could just look at me and I’m enraptured. Though it feels like he always starts this, I don’t stop myself from leaning in, letting my lips touch him.

My hands find perch on his shoulders as I move closer to his seated form. Everytime I kiss this man, it’s like the first time. Yeonjun’s lips are cracked slightly, but smooth nonetheless. Our once soft kiss slowly becomes deeper as he pulls me towards him. We break apart for a moment, giggling as we fall onto the couch, our eyes meeting once again.

This time, he is the first to move in, capturing my lips in his as he props himself up on his free arm while the other holds my cheek. His hands are soft against my face, making me fall deeper for this man.

A soft moan escaped my mouth, feeling his teeth bite and pull on my lower lip. I let him in, his tongue exploring my mouth. His mouth tasted like strawberry and I couldn’t restrain myself from letting my tongue meet his.

Yeonjun and I both tended to be competitive, regardless of the activity. Even now, our tongues maneuvered from one mouth to the other, picking up to a quicker pace. The room started to feel hot and clothes restricting. I felt him sit up, pushing me back onto the couch as he took his place on top of me.

Yet, we never broke apart. It was like we were addicted to each other, craving each other, needing each other. Everything was hazy as I was lost in his kiss. I only managed to snap out of it when I felt his cold fingertips gliding underneath my shirt.

Yeonjun’s hands moved agonizingly slow. I wanted to grip his hand and move it up to my breasts, but I’m not the type to give in so easily, even if I wanted to. While he took his time, I took mine, letting my hands move down his shoulders to his chest. I cursed at the fact he wore such a loose shirt, restricting me from the beauty underneath. If I could I would rip it right off.

Another moan escaped my lips when he finally touched me. His hands gently squeezed my breasts, making sure to pay most of his attention to the sharp peaks of my nipples. The way his fingers gently twisted and twirled around the sensitive part of them made me clench around nothing. I found myself gliding my own hands up his shirt, letting my hands start from his chest and move down the slight curve of his stomach.

As much as I ached to do this, I stopped kissing him for a moment, my breath already gone from the intense moments we shared,

Yeonjun, on the other hand, didn’t waste a moment. I whined as he removed one of his hands from my breast and moved my hair out of the way.

“Someone sounds needy.” A smirk formed on his lips. I watched as his tongue swept over his lips as he caught sight of my neck. A tsk escaped his lips and his head shook slightly.

“Looks like I need to rebrand you.” A shiver ran down my spine, feeling Yeonjun touch the fading hickeys he had left some time ago. I couldn’t respond before I was back to a moaning mess, feeling his plump lips against my neck. I found myself gripping his hips and moving them closer, aching to feel something, anything against my dripping core.

“Junnie.” A whine escaped my lips, feeling his teeth bite down harshly on the skin. I couldn’t contain the moans he caused me to make, moving his hand from my breast and moving it down to my hips. He gently pulled them, making me grind against him. My hands found solace in his dark hair. It had grown longer, forming a mullet that I couldn’t get enough of.

“Fuck I love sweatpants.” I couldn’t stop myself. The loose article of clothing and Yeonjun’s lack of underwear made the most mouthwatering sight. His erection was on full display behind those grey sweatpants, making my brain fill with all the things he could do.

A low chuckle escaped from Yeonjun, pulling back slightly, “Seems I’m not the only one excited.” With swift movements, Yeonjun ripped my shirt over my head, putting his lips back on my skin. He moved down slowly from my neck to my chest, replacing the motions his hands once made with his tongue.

I found myself gripping his hair tightly, feeling as his hand slid down my shorts. I felt my cheeks turn red at how much I wished he was inside me.

“Junnie.” A loud whine escaped my lips, feeling one of his fingers slide up my entrance, teasing me more than he could know. I couldn’t stop my hips from moving, wanting to feel more of his hand.

“You almost sound ungrateful.” A smirk was plastered on his face as he removed his lips from my breasts. The sight before me was sickeningly perfect. His hair was even more messy from me gripping onto it. His eyes were dark, but still held that spark behind them. His lips were wet and shined underneath the light. The only way this picture could be more perfect would be for him to strip out of everything he had on. Yet, the way his erection poked through his sweats made me even more turned on.

My eyes moved back to his, feeling the hand that was just down my pants move to my neck, his index finger and thumb sitting right below the corners of my jaw. I could feel my own wetness against his hands as my heartbeat quickened. The smirk he had on his face had turned more devious than before.

“You aren’t ungrateful right?” Yeonjun raised an eyebrow. God did I love when he got like this. Something about that look in his eye had given me shivers and made me ache even more.

“I’m so grateful.” A moan escaped from my mouth, watching as he removed his hand for just a moment, using it to take off his shirt before quickly replacing it.

“That means you’ll be a good girl, right? My good girl.” Yeonjun leaned in closer, searching my eyes for any hint of hesitation or uncomfort. We had always discussed safewords before, but none were needed.

“Y-yes. Please. I’ll be your good girl.” I whimpered, aching to feel even just his hand. His lips crashed against mine. His tongue didn’t hesitate to go inside mine. I moaned against his lips, feeling him change from his right hand on my neck to his left. The way his fingertips moved down my body and back into my pants made me arch my back.

I felt two of his fingers slowly begin to enter inside of me. The pace was agonizingly slow. His thumb rubbed circles against my clit, sending me into a state of ecstasy as he started moving his fingers at a faster past. I pulled away from his addicting lips once more, a fucked out look already in my eyes as I stared at his smirking face. He enjoyed watching me come undone below him.

I moved my hands down his chest once more, before bringing it back up to my own lips. I didn’t break eye contact with him as I spit in my own hand. I used my other hand to move the waistband of his sweatpants, allowing my other access to the one thing I was craving most.

His own moan escaped his lips as I let my hands move slowly from base to tip, making sure to treat him just as he treated me. He fought to keep his hips still, stuttering slightly as he sped up his own hand movements.

“I want you so bad.” I moaned, making sure his dick was nice and sleek before I began stroking him.

“I always want you, baby.” Yeonjun moaned softly, bucking his own hips as he grew impatient with the slow speed.

“What are you waiting for, Choi? Take me then.” A rush of confidence flooded me, a smirk forming on my face as I halted my movements. I felt him twitch in my hands, his beautiful lips parted slightly at my words.

Within a moment it was like a switch went off in Yeonjun’s head, his eyes becoming hooded and a similar smirk formed on his lips, “Are you sure you can handle me? Last time, you were a bit… messy.”

“And here I thought you liked it.” I raised an eyebrow challenging him.

“I wanted to make sure you knew what you’re getting into.” Yeonjun pecked my lips before sitting up on his knees. A rush of cold air hit me as he ripped my shorts away in a quick move. He threw them somewhere behind him, most likely to be found the next morning.

Within a flash, he was back on top of me, lips pressed harshly against mine as his tongue invaded my mouth. I let my hands get caught in his messy black hair, tugging at the longer strands by the back of his neck.

A moan escaped my lips, feeling his fingers thrusting roughly into me as his thumb rubbed my clit. I gripped his hair tighter, more moans pouring out of my mouth and into his as I was lost in his movements. His lips detached from mine, reattaching to my neck once again.

“Mhm Junnie I’m close.” My chest heaved as I tried to catch my breath, but only more breathless moans escaped my lips. His hair tickled the side of my face as he slowly pulled his head back. His lips looked so soft as they curled into a side smirk, watching me as I came undone, eyes squeezing shut.

“Keep your eyes on me, baby.” Yeonjun pecked my lips again, his eyes glistening as I looked at him, not daring to blink my eyes as I finished on his hand. I bucked my hips, feeling him slow his thrusting fingers down, pulling them out. He didn’t move his eyes from mine as he put his index and middle finger into his mouth.

The act was so lewd, but riled something inside me. I found myself arching my back, yearning for him more.

Yeonjun released his fingers from his mouth, pulling me up to a sitting position and putting his lips on mine once more. I felt him shift as I held my arms around his neck, slowly laying down again with him on top of me.

A loud moan escaped my lips, feeling him enter inside of me. A sweet yes sickening sloshing sound filled the room as he thrusted in and out, rolling his hips against me. I could only stare as the gorgeous man before me placed his lower lip between his teeth.

I watched as Yeonjun squeezed his eyes shut, getting into the rhythm he and I both enjoyed.

“Jjunie.” His name escaped my lips in an exasperated moan. If I could replay one moment forever, it would be this. The way he slowly opened his eyes from their scrunched form. The siren eyes he bore into mine made me fall deeper into his trap.

The pure look of ecstasy on his face was enough to send me over the edge, but I held it in. I gripped onto his shoulders, digging my nails into his skin. A deep moan emitted from him, a reaction to the mixture of pain and pleasure he was feeling.

“You’re so beautiful. Looking all fucked out after just a few minutes.” Yeonjun moaned out, enjoying the sight before him. He increased his pace, desperately chasing the high he was close to, “So beautiful. All mine.”

“All yours.” I reassured, wanting to close my own eyes from the knot forming in my stomach. Even though Yeonjun didn’t say a word, his eyes told me not to look away.

I opened my mouth, but it took a minute for the words to come out, “Baby I-”

“I know, baby, me too.” Yeonjun chewed on his lip once again as moans threatened to spill out. I felt my back arch into him and my eyes shutting involuntarily as I came undone around him. My chest heaved as he still thrusted inside of me.

Not long after, Yeonjun pulled out and came on my stomach. He rested on one of his arms that was placed next to my head. Heavy pants filled the room as no words needed to be said. A soft smile formed on Yeonjun’s face as he laid down on top of me. I felt his arms snake around me and roll us over so we were both on our sides and facing each other.

I couldn’t look away from his eyes, the eyes that always captured my attention. They looked so bright, I couldn’t help but send a goofy smile back his way.

A soft chuckle escaped Yeonjun as he pulled me close. I found myself buried in his chest, becoming engulfed by his scent.

Yeonjun was like a drug. Every second I spent with him only made me want more. Every minute he was gone, I could only think about when he would be back. The man before me had me wrapped around his finger and he may not even know it. But something just tells me that he does know. But perhaps he is wrapped around mine the same way.

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whats-tasty-in-busan · 1 year

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A loud thunk echoed throughout the forest as the butt of a knife came in contact with the tree, crashing to the ground as colorful leaves hid the knife below. An exasperated sigh could be heard. Kaitlyn had been training for years but knife throwing was a struggle. Close combat? She can do that easily. But this? This knife throwing thing was just ridiculous.

Kaitlyn threw the last knife she had and let out a frustrated wail as the knife soared past the tree. She only managed to stick one knife in the tree while the rest were scattered like the leaves on the ground. She walked forward and retrieved the lone knife from the tree and started searching for the others.

"1.. 2... 3... 4.. Where the hell is the 5th one?" Kaitlyn spoke softly to no one in particular, trying to gather each knife she threw. She searched through the leaves, thinking it was hidden beneath them. Another frustrated sigh left her as she stood and turned to go back to the area where she was throwing from. A sharp wind swept past her left ear, her blonde hair flying into her face as something was thrown her way, too close for comfort, in her opinion. Staring at the tree in front of her, she observed the missing knife lodged in the tree, perfectly centered.

"You're gonna kill someone and not who you intended," a quiet, yet bold voice stated. Kaitlyn quickly turned, her knives ready to attack whatever being was near her. She saw a girl; if she were to guess about age fifteen which would put her two or three years younger than herself.

"What the hell are you doing?" Kaitlyn seethed. The girl just laughed.

"Well, I was just minding my business when I saw a knife on the ground and spotted you trying to learn to throw them. Whoever taught you did a horrible job," the girl said, resting against one of the many trees in the autumnal forest.

A scoff escaped Kaitlyn's lips, "That was just a lucky shot! You missed your target anyways." Kaitlyn glared, believing the mystery girl was aiming for her.

"Actually, I hit exactly where I was aiming for. I let it stick in the tree and made sure it was close enough to get your attention without puncturing you," she said. Kaitlyn glared as she grabbed the knife from the tree.

"Well good for you, now leave me be." Kaitlyn stated as she went back to her throwing spot to practice for the millionth time that day.

"This isn't the first time I've seen you. I've seen you do some pretty remarkable things. What do you say if I help you out with some skills you obviously lack. Then, in return, will you help me improve?" The girl smirked, watching as Kaitlyn fumed.

"I should end your life right now for saying that." Kaitlyn growled, her defense mode activated. She gripped the knife, ready to take her head off.

"Go ahead and try. If you're lucky maybe you'll throw within 5 feet of me" The girl teased, overconfident. Without hesitation, Kaitlyn threw the knife with as much force as she could muster. It soared through the air drawing closer and closer, until...

Thwack

The sound of the knife hitting a rock echoed throughout the forest. A defeated Kaitlyn slumped down on top of a stump.

"If you help me," Kaitlyn sighed, looking down at her feet as she tried to come to terms with the reality of the situation. "What do you want in return?" Kaitlyn forced out, looking back up at the girl, the feeling of defeat laced her tone. She stared as the mysterious girl racked her brain for answers. Knowing this could be bad, Kaitlyn let out a string of curses.

"It's not like I'm gonna have you kill someone. I am just racking through my thoughts. I've seen you in the woods before, you know?" She proclaimed, not phased one bit. Before Kaitlyn could even say a word, the mystery girl continued, "Anyways, I have seen how agile you are, much better than the other two you're always with. So, I'll teach you how to throw like a girl and you teach me to be more quick and agile. Do we have a deal?" The girl said proudly, waiting for an answer. Kaitlyn chewed her bottom lip, her thoughts cluttered with nonstop questions. What if this girl could really help me improve? But, why does she need to be more agile? Could she be using this to try and hurt us? Kaitlyn looked back up to study this mystery girl, trying to figure out just exactly what her goal was. She did say she had seen us before. If I do this, I could catch up in practice with the other two. I hate that I am so far behind. Why couldn't I have started sooner?

"Oh my god will you just answer the damn question already!" The girl spat out, growing impatient. "When you live in the forest you need agility to escape the things that reside in it. If I wanted to hurt you or any of your friends I would have done so already." Kaitlyn sighed, knowing the girl was right. She jumped from the tree stump, a newfound excitement flowed through her veins.

"When do we start, stranger?" Kaitlyn eagerly asked as she wanted to hurry up and master her knife throwing. A smirk appeared on Kaitlyn's lips, she desperately wanted to see the reaction on the boys' faces when she showed them her throwing. The girl laughed.

"First of all I have a name. It is Lexi and I would prefer it if you would use it." Lexi stated, her arms crossed against her chest. "And we can start now, but it is only going to consist of fixing your fucked up form. Whoever showed you must be awful at knife throwing or may just not care if someone else dies." Lexi bluntly stated, as she pushed herself off the tree and moved closer, before showing her how she should stand and angle herself.

Days turned into weeks that turned into months, the cool autumnal air changed to the blistering cold as sheets of white blanketed the ground and the surrounding trees. Yet, through the cold of winter, the two practiced and practiced until...

"I told you! You're a natural, you just had to fix some minor things." Lexi said as Kaitlyn successfully hit the bullseye with all five of the knives. Kaitlyn glowed as a smile formed on her face from sheer joy.

"And you are more agile than you thought." Kaitlyn beamed as she retrieved the knives from her target. "We both improved." They rested for a minute on one of the fallen trees as the sun began to sink below the horizon, illuminating the white forest with an orange glow.

"Well, it took four months but we made it. We may have almost killed each other a couple of times but we did it." Lexi said, her gaze focused on the beautiful fire lit sky. A sigh escaped Kaitlyn's lips. "Well I guess that's it then." Lexi gloomy stated. It had been so long since she had this kind of interaction. Kaitlyn tore her eyes away from the sky to look at the girl sitting next to her. She noticed the sadness that washed through Lexi's light blue eyes, almost making them look gray.

"It doesn't have to be." Kaitlyn said as soon as an idea popped into her mind. Lexi finally broke her gaze from the sky and looked to Kaitlyn.

"How so?" Lexi questioned.

Without thinking, Kaitlyn spoke, "I know you don't have a home, but I do. You could come stay with me." She said, hope in her voice.

"If I do, I would become a hunter like you and the others, wouldn't I?" Lexi asked. Over the past few months, the two became close and shared a few secrets, yet some things were better left unsaid.

"Yeah, you could if you're good enough." Kaitlyn said, wondering why she even asked that. The side of Lexi's mouth rose in satisfaction.

"When do I start?" Lexi smirked, a smile formed on Kaitlyn's face. The two stood from the broken tree as they grabbed the knives and made their journey through the woods towards the home of the hunters.

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