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၊| 🍿 COMING OUT SOON → BOXER

၊| 🎬 STARRING → BANGCHAN + LEE MINHO

၊| 🎞️ NOW PLAYING → THERE YOU GO (FT. BANG CHAN)

၊| 🌟 SPOTLIGHT → BETTER WITH MORE (FT. LEE MINHO + HAN JISUNG)

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Paring ꨄ︎₊⊹ bangchan x f reader (established relationship)

Summary ꨄ︎₊⊹ you never last long while riding Chris, so he makes you ride him until you cum

Warnings ꨄ︎₊⊹ SMUT, F/M, p in v, overwhelming for reader, praise, breeding, unprotected sex, fingering, being fucked up into

Authors note ꨄ︎₊⊹ I’ve been on a roll omg I’m writing these and posting them as I go so again they are really short

If you want any specific smut drabbles, request them!! I love writing them and would rather write things people enjoy

WC ꨄ︎₊⊹ 1.1k

You whine and embarrassed down at him. His hands are on your thighs helping you ride up and down on his cock. Almost as a joke you told him you wanted to see how long you could ride him for. In the past it was never long before he was turning you around and fucking you out of your own impatience.

“That’s it baby, you got it.”

Your thighs burn from working them for the past 30 minutes. That was already longer than you ever have gone before. You wanted him to fuck you. You were over this.

“Chris-“

“Keep going. I’m not letting you stop till you cum.”

You lean your head on his shoulder whining at his command. He couldn’t be serious. You really don’t think you can keep up for any longer. The burning was insatiable, getting physically hard to move up and down.

Even then he was doing most of the work for you, using your thighs to lift you then slowly bring you back down.

“I wanna see your pretty face.”

You look up at him, with soft fucked out eyes. He smiles while groaning as you come back down on him. He leans down bringing one hand to your face to make you meet his lips. He kissed you like he was starving, sucking on your tongue, biting your lip.

You whine in response, breath heavy from all this working. Why was he making you work for it? You were getting impatient, your pussy soaking his cock and practically begging to be fucked.

You both pull away from the kiss to breathe. You try focusing on using him for your own orgasm like told you to do, but get distracted when you feel his mouth on one of your nipples and his hand going to your other. Your hips jerk from the sudden sensation and you bring your arms around his shoulders.

He licked one long strip before closing his mouth around it. The warmth from his mouth and the feel of his wet tongue working on the sensitive skin.

“Fuck, Chris please-“

“Come on, you’re so close. I can feel you pulsing around me. after you cum I’ll fuck you how ever you want me to, yeah? be a good girl for me and cum like this just this once?”

You mentally groan at him not giving in this time, but your body clenches around him at his words. His lips attach back to your chest leaving kisses up your body till he reaches your neck.

Your whines and whimpers as you slowly go up and down on him make him smile against your neck before sucking. You might not be able to mark him up, but he will mark the hell out of you.

The feeling of his teeth and tongue on your neck makes you grind your hips, desperately trying to reach your high. You were so close, it was just hard without much of his help.

“Mhm, there you go.”

You moan getting encouragement from him, you wanted this over with. You grind faster, feeling it build up in your core. Your legs are giving out and you whine in frustration, your voice weak as you speak.

“Chris, please.”

He listens and grabs your hips helping you grind on his cock.

“Don’t worry baby, I’ll fuck you so good after this I promise. Is that what you want?” You nod quickly, hiding your face in his neck and shoulder.

“Princess, let me hear you.”

Your body twitches from the sudden warmth running down your body to where you and him connect. “Y-yes. Please.”

He leans back, spreading your legs apart, making you lay against his chest. His hips start moving to meet your movements, fucking up into you, making everything feel so much better. Your back arches, and your stomach tenses up before relaxing just to tense up again.

“Chris- I’m-“

“Yea, I can feel you. Cum for me, baby?”

You whine, feeling the pleasure built up in your core spreading throughout your body. Your legs shaking, your head feeling fuzzy, your body jerking as you pulse around him. He holds your small frame, still moving you up and down on his cock to ride it out.

It's not long before you feel him pumping his load into you, making sure it’s deep inside.

You both hold onto each other coming down from your high, breathing heavy and bodies tired. He comes to his senses before you and looks over to see you still needing time. He smiles seeing your cute frame and leans in to kiss over the mark he left on your neck.

“You did so good, I’m so proud of you.”

You whine in response, holding onto him tighter. You still felt empty, unsatisfied. But you both wait, still coming down from your high.

When you feel your stomach warming with heat again, You whine, grinding lightly on his cock that was still inside you.

He just smiles looking down at you grinding “So fucking impatient.”

He pulls you off of him, letting his cum slide down, and lays you down on the bed. His release was slowly leaking down onto your thigh. He spreads your legs open getting in between them and leans down to kiss you as his fingers tease at your wet entrance.

Your arms go around his shoulders pulling him closer, wanting to feel his warm body pressed up against yours.

As he leans into your touch, he slides two of his fingers in your pussy, using his thumb to tease your clit.

“You’re so beautiful.”

You look up at him, staring down at you leaning in for more kisses. Your brain was still catching up and processing everything. It didn’t matter what you guys were doing, he always made sure you felt loved.

You bring your hands to his face kissing him deeper. Pulling him to melt onto the bed with you. One arm on the side of your head to hold himself up over you, other hand still working between your legs.

“What do you want, baby?”

You could feel his hard coal on one of your thighs. You didn’t want to be kinky right now. You just wanted him.

“Make love to me.”

He smiles leaning down kissing your neck and jaw, bringing the hand that was touching you, up to your face and holding your head to kiss you deeper. You feel his lips go into a smile against yours

“I can do that.”

I’m literally all over the place hopping from one ff to another so help me. All of them are x reader

Paring ➴⋆｡ (Top) bf seungmin x f reader

Summary ➴⋆｡ Seungmin doesn’t mess around when it comes to training you. You are his, his responsibility, you need to be a good girl. But what happens when you’re not?

Warnings ➴⋆｡ SMUT, F/M, p in v, pure smut, pet play, Name calling, degrading, praise, breeding, brat taming, owner play? (not specifically said), just kinky in general, sex on the floor, please let me know if I should add anything

Authors note ➴⋆｡ I hope you enjoy it! I made this in like an hour so again there might be spelling errors and grammar mistakes. I’m working on a lot of different things right now so my longer ones are taking longer then they really should be, but I’m happy to a lot of people enjoying my ff even though I just started literally like a week ago.

Please consider liking and reposting :p

WC ➴⋆｡ 1.3k

Ever since you and seungmin started dating, he’s always been there for you. Your head was always in the clouds and you needed help with everything you did. He was always there to help you whether it was remembering simple things like someone’s name, or what you had gotten up to do after forgetting half way through.

You felt lost without him. Whenever he left you, you felt worthless, stupid, like there was no purpose for you.

When he got home from work you were all over him, laying in his lap begging for him to give you attention or touch you some way or another. “You’re really that desperate for me?”

When he was gone, you were texting him asking him to come home to help you because you were hungry and you needed him to feed you, or you didn’t wanna leave the house alone because you were too scared. There was an excuse everyday to make him come back home to you.

“Dumb mutt, can’t even feed herself?”

“Can’t have my puppy wandering around on her own, can’t I?”

Things weren't like this before him. Seungmin just made you feel safe, like you could shut your brain off and let him take care of you.

Even when you misbehaved, he was kind enough to train you to do better. How to be a good puppy, because no one wants the bad ones. With training, comes treats, and punishment. You can’t just get away with being a bad puppy, can you?

“Your head is just empty, isn’t it mutt?“

Seungmin held you down against the floor, spreading your legs with his hands, holding you where your thighs meet your hips as a handle to make your body meet his thrusts.

“Such a dumb puppy. I told you not to touch yourself while I was away, didn’t I? And what did you do?”

Your upper was being pushed into the hard floor. Your body doesn’t have enough strength to hold yourself up against his thrusts. “I-I touched m-myself-“

Your hips are lifted by his hands, knees being lifted off the ground for a second before he lets go to readjust himself, letting your knees hit the hard ground. You whine loudly from the pain tense up.

“That’s cute, but I don’t wanna hear you say another word.”

You feel his hands go up to your waist, and his chest pressing against your back, getting close to whisper in your ear. “You keep whining, and I’ll give you something to whine about.”

You immediately bite your lip trying to contain your whimpers, and close your eyes. You could feel tears in your eyes. He was pounding you from behind, making your body ache and sore. He had been dragging it out for a while. Your poor body couldn’t take much more.

You could hear his panting behind your ear, as he leaned in to kiss you, right on that sensitive spot behind your lobe. His lips go lower to your jaw, neck, then your shoulder, kissing it a few times before biting down hard. He was hitting your spot over and over again. It was too much.

You wanted to whine, moan, move, grab onto something but you didn’t get anything. Your hands scramble not knowing whether to try to hold yourself up or hold onto something. Your stupid little brain couldn’t make up its mind.

Seungmin sees you getting overwhelmed and stops biting you, grabbing your arms and tucking them under your body that was pinned to the ground by him. “Is it too much puppy?… Then be a good girl from now on.”

You nod as much as you could, you were restricted from being pushed against the floor and him leaning over you. You could feel yourself leaking down your thighs, him making your stomach full and warm. His hands run up from your waist and make their way up to your head. One to grab your face, the other grabbing your hair and pulling it back so you look up at him.

“So fucking pretty, you know that right? My baby looks so pretty when she’s dumb like this.”

He looks down at you, watching you struggle to take everything. Your body was clenching and you were so overwhelmed with the amount of pleasure he was giving you. He scoffs a smirk and lets go of your face and brings that hand to your waist, his other hand is still pulling your hair back. You felt your body clenching, you were about to cum. You couldn’t. Not without his permission.

Your body was tensing up, trying to adjust so he wasn’t hitting your spot. He notices and puts a hand over your stomach holding you close to him. The pressure on your stomach only made it worse. You needed to say something before you came without his permission

“Minnie, I’m gonna cum.”

You said it so quietly and pathetic he thought he was imagining it. He pushes down harder. He leans closer whispering in your ear. “You think I don’t feel you clenching around me like that?”

You whine embarrassed at his words before biting your lip to stop it. You could feel tears building up behind your eyes.

“Beg for it.”

You hesitate only for a few seconds before speaking up. “Please Minnie?”

He scoffs, before fully pulling out and leaning off you. You whine in protest and lean up with him needing to feel his body. You are so stupid why did you think that would be enough?

“Minnie please! I’m sorry I was bad, I’ll be a good puppy, I promise. I’ll listen to you it won’t happen again-“

Half way through he thrusted into you again covering you with his body as he hit your spot repeatedly again.

“That’s better, see? You're already learning.”

Your body goes limp again, feeling the comfort of his body around you. Your tears start to slip down your cheeks.

“Since you caused me so much trouble for having to punish you, you’ll let me breed you right? It’s only fair.”

You nod immediately, You didn’t want him to stop. You don’t know what you would do if he did. Your body was all fuzzy and weak, you were so close just waiting for his command.

“Go ahead, you can cum now.”

You tense up, arching you back as you cum. Your legs shaking, pleasure taking over your body and brain not allowing you to think about anything else other than him and this feeling.

It’s not long before you feel him stuffing you with his own cum, thrusting as deep inside of you as he can like he was really trying to breed you.

You don’t remember anything as you came down from your high, up until seungmin picked you up and set you down on the bed, tucking you under the covers and kissing your forehead as he got in with you.

You blink a few times waiting for your brain to catch up. Seungmin smiles and puts his arms around your waist brushing your hair back from your face.

“I’m so proud of you. You did so well.”

Your brain slowly comes back after hearing that. Your heart just started getting excited and brought you back to your senses. Leaning in closer to put your head against his chest. His hand stays in your hair, petting you, soothing you.

As your body calms down, the area between your legs feels weird. You move your hips trying to see why. Did he…

You lift the comforter and look down to see your pussy taped. One strip covering your hole. You look up at him to see him just looking at you with soft eyes. His hand goes to your hair tucking it behind your ear.

“I need to make sure all of it stays. It was that, or you cockwarming me all night. But I don’t think your dumb puppy brain would be able to handle that. So tape it was.”

You whimper in response as he pulls your body closer to his whispering in your ear.

“My dumb puppy~”

Paring 𓂃˖₊⊹ husband bangchan x f reader

Summary 𓂃˖₊⊹ it’s hard to help your frustrated husband with his sexual needs when you have kids sleeping in the other room, and can’t keep your mouth shut.

Warnings 𓂃˖₊⊹ SMUT, F/M, p in v, unprotected sex, slight breeding mention, biting, soft sex, not proof read

WC 𓂃˖₊⊹ 850~

“Baby, you have to be quiet.”

You bite your lip and close your eyes bringing a pillow over your face to muffle your moans. His thrusts were practically fucking the air out of your lungs.

It was already hard to breathe being under your comforter to soften the sound of his hips smacking the back of your thighs.

One of his hands moves from your leg, to run up your body until he reaches your chest. He runs his thumb over your sensitive nipple and holds his large calloused hand over it squeezing lightly.

“Good girl.”

His thrusts were faster than normal. Things with work, him generally being frustrated, and things building up were all being poured out onto you and his thrusts.

Since having kids you guys barely have time to have sex anymore. When they were younger it was easier to get away with it after they were put to bed, but now that they are older you have to stay quiet so they won’t hear you.

You got tired of not being able to see his face and move the pillow out the way, setting it aside. When you do he smiles when your eyes meet, seeing your soft, fucked out face from trying to keep quiet. He leans forward thrusting faster and kisses your lips.

When he pulls away your moans start getting loud again. You bite your lip noticing, trying to stop them from coming out. He just kisses you again, and again, not stopping so your moans are muffled by his lips.

Your body was buzzing with constant pleasure, your mind not thinking of anything other than how his body feels pushing up against yours.

When you both pull away from the kiss, panting and breathing heavily trying to get air, your whines only get louder.

He looks up at you knowing it would be a problem and brings his hand that was on your chest to your mouth.

“Open for me baby.”

You comply immediately, opening your mouth. When you do, three of his fingers slide in.

“Suck, bite, whatever you need to do to keep that pretty mouth shut.”

You nod lightly and close your mouth around his fingers, sucking softly and grazing your teeth against his knuckles.

You can see the look on his face when he saw how much it was working. He scoffs a light smile holding onto you tighter before thrusting faster. Your body jerks at the sudden pace change and you bite down harder trying to muffle your moans.

“Fuck your so beautiful. You can’t mark me up but no one will know if it’s my hands, right pretty girl?”

You feel tears building up in your eyes along with that fuzzy feeling in your core. You didn’t wanna bite him too hard but you didn’t know how else to stay quiet.

Your hands reach up to his wrist, holding onto him just to have something to grab as you feel your orgasm coming. “Clenching around me so tight. You like being a good girl? Letting me use you like this?”

Your hips move in small circles, begging him to not stop.

You hum around his fingers and nod slightly. He was so close, you could feel his panting against your neck, the twitching of his cock. The heat was overwhelming, the sweat, the humid air in the room from your overheating bodies.

Your moans slow, biting down harder, feeling your body slipping into a state of pleasure. Your body melts, feeling that buzzing take over your body slowly.

“That’s it baby, cum for me.”

Your hands let go of his wrists, your body going limp. You arch your back jerking against his body as you cum over his cock, biting down on his hand hard. You feel his thrusts getting messy before feeling his load filling you up.

His body leans onto yours, making you fully chest to chest, before his hand slides out your mouth, cupping your face making a mess of your own spit all over your cheek and kissing the corner of your lips so you could still catch your breath. His thrusts slow into a stop, but he doesn’t pull out yet. He never pulled out right away. It was like he dragged how long he could stay inside you.

You both go silent, listening to nothing but the ac in the house running. After both recover from your highs, tired and exhausted, he sits back up looking down at you. He just stares, your mascara you were too lazy to take off smudged under your eyes, expression in a slight pout from how tired you are, eyes threatening to close.

He smiles seeing how much he can affect you, and leans down, giving you a proper kiss. You feel his hips softly thrust into you, fucking his load deeper into you.

“You did so good for me, baby. Good job.”

You whine, feeling his cock already growing harder as he did slow thrusts. You pout up at him feeling tired, and sensitive, not knowing if you could handle anything else.

He just smirks, kissing you and looking down at you softly.

“You can give me one more, yeah?”

My name is pronounced hani-quok, and I just started writing and posting fan fiction so I don’t have many done.

Believe it or not my bias is bangchan

What I will write:

✎ᝰ. Smut, fluff, angst

✎ᝰ. Different AUs (supernatural, high-school, collage, fantasy, etc.)

✎ᝰ. F reader mostly

✎ᝰ. Members x reader

✎ᝰ. Members x original characters (mostly for series not drabbles)

✎ᝰ. group sex or variation of members

✎ᝰ. free use, BDSM, toys, just kinky things in general

What I won’t write: honestly, I’m very open to writing whatever, as long as there’s not gore or knife play or anything super dark and sexual. I enjoy experimenting with new ideas and stuff though, so don’t let that stop you from requesting!

၊| SMUT → 🎞️ ၊| FLUFF → 🍿 ၊| ANGST → 🎥 ၊| SERIES → 🎬 ၊| DRABBLE → 📼 ၊| LONGER → 📀 ၊| SPOTLIGHT → 🌟

˖°⭑. STRAY KIDS .ᐟ♡.°୭

BANG CHAN ᯓ★

⤷ 📼 PILLOW TALK (🎞️)

⤷ 📼 THERE YOU GO (🎞️)

LEE MINHO ᯓ★

⤷ Nothing yet

SEO CHANGBIN ᯓ★

⤷ 📼 ISN’T IT SWEET WHEN YOU BITE? (🎞️+🍿)

HWANG HYUNJIN ᯓ★

⤷ Nothing yet

HAN JISUNG ᯓ★

⤷ 📼 BETTER WITH MORE (ft. Minho)(🎞️)

⤷ 📼 EMPTY SEAT (🎞️)

⤷ 🎬 [WT](teaser)

LEE FELIX ᯓ★

⤷ Nothing yet

KIM SEUNGMIN ᯓ★

⤷ 📼 DUMB PUPPY (🎞️)

YANG JEONGIN ᯓ★

⤷ Nothing yet

Paring ⋆˚࿔ boyfriend Changbin x f reader

Summary ⋆˚࿔ you’ve been in a playful mood all day and he deals with it until you eat the last strawberry right from his hand. So he uses the best way he knows to get you to calm down.

Warnings ⋆˚࿔ SMUT, F/M, fingering, pinning down, brat taming, getting interrupted (not necessarily caught?)

Authors note ⋆˚࿔ I didn’t expect my last one to get that many likes so thank you! It’s not that much but seeing that many people repost really made me happy and motivated me to write more so here is one with changbin!! ٩(ˊᗜˋ*)و ♡

WC ⋆˚࿔ 1.5k

When Changbin got home from practice, you found him going straight to the kitchen trying to find a snack. It was that weird time between lunch and dinner so he didn’t want to eat too much.

You sat on the counter watching him scavenge through the cabinets and fridge. he pulled out some fruit, chips, crackers, he didn’t know what he wanted.

A bowl of fruit was sitting next to you so you pop a strawberry in your mouth. when you did you made a sound from how good it was. When you finish swallowing, you grab another.

After he’s done placing different things on the counter, he stands there looking at them. still very indecisive of what he should snack on.

“The strawberries are good.”

He looked up at you on the counter next to the options he laid out. He walked closer, putting his arms on both sides of your waist.

“Yeah?”

You nod, grabbing a strawberry and bringing it to his lips. He hesitates only for a moment, looking at the strawberry in your hand, before opening his mouth for you to feed him. When he started chewing he nodded clearly enjoying it.

“Wow. They are.”

You smiled seeing him like it and grabbed another. But this time when he opens his mouth, you put it in your own mouth, holding the strawberry with your teeth and leaning down to his lips.

He just smiles, grabs you at your waist tighter, moving in closer between your thighs, and bites down on the strawberry. You pull what was left of the end of the strawberry, eating around the stem.

Changbin raises his eyebrows seeing how playful you were today. You smile wider using his shoulders to hop down from the counter, and walk away from his grip on your waist.

“Wanna finish that show we started the other day?”

He gave you a playfully annoyed look, knowing you were teasing him on purpose by just walking away. Changbin grabs the strawberries and follows behind you.

You guys really did sit there and watch the beginning of the episode, both of you not even looking at the bowl of strawberries as you pick one up and bring it to your mouth.

You felt the bowl getting lower over time but didn’t expect to look down and find one strawberry left when you’re not even half way through the first episode of the day. You see changbin pick it up starting to bring it up to his mouth, still mindlessly eating.

Without much thinking, you grab his hand, and bring it to your own mouth, and take a bite. It took him a minute to process what you just did. He looked down at the bowl seeing it empty and looked up at you with a disappointed look.

“Are you serious?”

You sit up against the couch, facing away from him while trying not to laugh so you could chew.

Was it a bit mean?

Yes.

But was he the one normally stealing all of your food?

Yes.

After only a few seconds of silence, you feel his hands on your waist and him pulling you on top of him. You hum in response still having strawberry in your mouth, and swallow when you're settled in his lap with his chest against your back.

“I’m still hungry.”

You scoff a laugh not knowing what he wanted you to do about that, and turn your body to see his face. he just raises his eyebrows like he was daring you to say something smart.

You mock his face playfully, raising your eyebrows and can’t help the smile growing on your face.

“Go make something then.”

That was his last straw.

He grabbed your wrists, putting them behind your back, while using his body to put you on the floor and bend you over the coffee table. Your body stiffens up feeling him pressing against you.

“You’re feeling playful today, huh?”

All of your playfulness left your body feeling him bring one hand cup your pussy, and him growing hard against you.

You try to close your legs on instinct but he stops you by lifting your hips with the hand that was cupping you, and spreads your legs with his knees.

“Bin! Hyunjin is still coming home-“

“Then you shouldn’t have been a brat and eat the last strawberry straight from my hand.”

His hand starts to rub your clit over your shorts, making you suddenly buzz with pleasure. Your body unstiffens and you rest your head against the table, feeling your body pulsing already.

He was going so slow, now teasing you after the teasing you did to him. It felt good, but you were still worried about Hyunjin coming home and seeing this, but the slow steady pleasure made you melt under him.

he moves your shorts and panties to the side, making your body jump from the sudden cold air.

“Bin!”

This was all so sudden. You tried to look back at him but you could only see his shoulder. You said his name mostly as a warning, but he wasn’t gonna listen to you right now.

You feel his thumb run over your now wet pussy and lean your head back down against the table, arching your back instinctively wanting more.

You didn’t speak, you couldn’t. You were embarrassed at how badly you were enjoying this.

“You were so playful all day. All I had to do was touch you a little, and you shut your pretty little mouth up.”

You smile and try scoffing in response but it ends up more like a whine.

“Are you always this cocky?”

When the words leave your mouth, two of his fingers slide right into your wet pussy. you tense up again before melting into his touch, and whine from the sudden intrusion.

“Do you always whine this much?”

You whine curses under your breath as he speeds up. You could hear the wet noises coming from his fingers moving in and out.

You couldn’t say anything. You tried but before you could get it out, he sped up making you melt again.

You felt your stomach fluttering and your body buzzing, your thighs tensing and trying to close over his hand working in and out of you, your hands pulling out of his grip in his one hand that was holding them behind your back, and holding onto the edge of the table hiding your face so he couldn’t see how much pleasure he was giving you right now.

“Gonna cum for me already?”

You just whine in response and nod embarrassed, focused on feeling your orgasm. You thought he might pull out to tease you more but when you feel that wave of pure pleasure flowing over your body, your mind goes blank.

Your legs shaking, your body tensing up before going limp again. grabbing onto the end of the table just to have something to hold onto as you rode your high.

As you're coming down, Changbin goes slow, feeling you pulsing around his fingers. You finally notice how heavy you’re breathing, how weak your body feels, how tired you are now. You didn’t feel as playful anymore.

Changbin pulls in fingers out, leaning back away from your body, leaving you to come back to your senses. You feel his hands make their way to where your thighs meet your ass, and spread you to see you pulsing around nothing.

You whine still feeling empty and unsatisfied now that your high has come down, and push yourself up off the table. He grabs your waist and pulls you into his lap kissing your neck. You felt him rock hard under you, and turned to give him a proper kiss.

You were about to straddle him, beg him to fuck you. but you both pause up hearing the front door open.

“Changbin hyung! I’m home!”

You whine frustrated, leaning your head against Changbin’s chest. You were covered, he didn’t take any of your clothes off so that was fine. But you still felt needy and bothered.

“Bin-“

He cuts you off by grabbing you bridal style and standing up walking to his room. You look up at his face, no smile, just annoyed.

You were absolutely fucked.

You look over his shoulder as he crosses the room, making awkward eye contact with Hyunjin. He pauses mid step seeing you in Changbin’s arms and watches till Changbin’s bedroom door closes behind you guys, breaking your eye contact, and stands there knowing he was definitely interrupting.

He just sighs, takes his phone out his pocket and brings it up to his ear, and turns back around walking out the door

“Hey hyung? Can I stay with you tonight?”

AUTHORS NOTE ⋆˚࿔ thanks for reading!! I’m really glad I started posting my own ff and hope people enjoy what I’ve posted so far.

Feel free to request anything or tell me anything I might need to fix. I made this in like an hour so there might definitely be some grammar errors or spelling mistakes.

Paring ᯓº· (top) Minho x f reader x Han Jisung

Summary ᯓº· you and Jisung are super open about kinks and what not, so when you think he might enjoy his best friend fucking him while he fucks you, you decide to bring it up.

Warnings ᯓº· SMUT, M/M, F/M, unprotected sex, p in v, minho is high key trying to steal Jisung from you, if there’s anything else I should add let me know.

Authors note ᯓº· I had fun writing this one. It’s short but it’s mostly experimental because I’ve never written M/M before in any kind of shape or form, and will most likely stay away from it. unless it’s a threesome or something, Minsung is like my only exception lmao.

WC ᯓº· 1.2k

paring𑣲⋆: illegal boxer Han Jisung x perfect popular girl

Summary𑣲⋆: Jisung eats you out under the kitchen table while your parents are right there.

Warnings𑣲⋆: SMUT, risk of getting caught (they don’t), f receiving, fingering, let me know if I should add anything.

Authors note𑣲⋆: this is not serious, I’ve had a Han Jisung boxer AU for a while now but saw a scene in fight dirty where he’s under the table, I though it matched well and I started writing. this is my first time writing anything like this so if you have any tips lmk

Word count𑣲⋆: 1.4k

When you saw his grades, you offered to help him by tutoring him after school to study for an upcoming test. Simple. He was always hanging out around you now anyways. What you didn’t expect was things leading to him under the kitchen table, spreading your legs apart.

You don’t even remember what happened, or when he got down there.

The table has a long cloth on the sides so it was hard for your parents to see him under there from where they were standing in the kitchen.

You feel one of his hands make its way up to grab your thigh and open you wider.

“Jisung.” You whisper trying to close your legs.

He just pinches your thigh to make you jump and when you do he holds your legs wide again. You could see exactly what kind of stupid smirk he had on his face in your mind.

You hide your face in your hands and lean on the table embarrassed, as he left kisses closer and closer to your core.

You hear your parents talking and grabbing whatever it is they need from the kitchen. They had just opened the front door when you realized Han was under the table.

When they asked where the boy you were tutoring went, you just told them he was grabbing his bag from your car and that he would be back. You didn’t think he would try to continue whatever the hell he was doing down there.

His hand was now fully under your skirt, holding your waist with his thumb touching dangerously close over your panties. You pull your hands away from your face. The heat from them was making your face hotter than it needed to be.

Jisung kept kissing the inside of your thighs and you could feel that stupid smile on his lips. You bring one hand down to your side fixing your skirt.

“You okay darling?”

You look up seeing your dad look at you with concern. Your face was all red and he could tell you looked bothered.

Jisung stopped moving but you could still feel his stupid smile against your thigh get wider.

You just nod.

“Yeah. I’m fine.”

Your dad just nods concerned and heads upstairs. You bring the hand that was at your side, to Jisung's hair under the table, grabbing it. Your mother was facing the other way in the kitchen so you looked down between your legs.

“Jisung!” You whisper yell again.

You lift his head by his hair so he peaks out from under the table. His head popped up from between your legs. He didn’t fight against it. Just came up looking at you with a smug look. His eye was still bruised from the fight the other night. It looked worse this morning.

You just signal over to your mom who is over in the kitchen with your eyes. He looks over at your mom who was still facing the other way and looks back up at you with the same smug look before shrugging and going back down under the table.

You lean against the table again feeling his hands settle on your thighs again, and his mouth coming right to your core, leaving a kiss over your panties.

Your hand was still in his hair just grabbing lightly. Mostly to stop him if you needed to.

He continued leaving torturous kisses over the lace. You could feel your body heating up more, you wanted to make noise, you wanted to tell him to keep going, tell him to stop. but you couldn’t. You just sat there trying to hold your composure the best you could.

When you feel jisungs finger pull your panties to the side, you grab his hair tighter as a warning.

He stopped. But only for a second before rubbing your bare wet cunt with his thumb.

You shuffle in your chair trying to seem natural. But your breath was getting heavier, your face was red and now you could feel jisungs breath on your cunt.

You close your eyes when you feel his mouth on you. At first it was just kisses. Slow ones. Then soon turned into him straight up fucking you with his tounge.

“Fuck-“

You feel another pinch on your thigh as if he was telling you to be quiet, and jump, hitting your knee on the underside of the table.

It made a loud noise, and you looked up at your mom to see her already looking at you concerned.

“You okay?”

You grab Jisung's hair tighter, pulling him away from your cunt, and lean forward making it look like you were rubbing your knee, and nod looking up at your mom.

“Yup I’m okay. I sneezed and hit my knee on the table. Sorry. I think I’m getting sick or something.”

Your mom just nods smiling and turns back the other way.

“Well I hope not.”

Han tried getting his head closer again but you pulled tighter making sure he couldn’t. You could feel the air on your thigh as he scoffed disappointed.

Instead, he brought the other hand that wasn’t pulling your panties to the side, up to your cunt and stuck a finger inside. You were so slick it slid in right away.

You close your eyes, leaning your head down slightly. He was working his finger slowly, hitting those spots he knew made you react.

You open your eyes trying to look normal again. You grab your phone on the table with the hand that wasn’t currently stopping Jisung from eating you out, trying to distract yourself.

You could feel Hans' second finger slipping in. His fingers were so long, they always hit farther than your own fingers ever did.

His fingers just going in, and out, slow enough to make you think about begging him to bend you over this table and fuck you.

“Hey, sweetie?”

You look up from your phone to the kitchen fast. Still very distracted about what was going on.

“Yes, mom?”

“What's up with that kid? Why is he always so beat up? He’s not getting bullied or anything, right?”

You just blink a few times trying to process her questions before answering. Even Han stops thrusting his fingers inside of you to listen to your response.

You really didn’t know what to say. If your parents knew that Han was illegally fighting people, they would never let him near a 10 mile radius of the house. Or around you for that fact. They expect perfection from you. Nothing else.

“I, um… yeah, he’s a bit of a fighter. People are mean so he’s doing what he has to, you know?”

Technically not lying.

Your mom just nods. She was now holding a cup of something and was leaning against the post connecting the railing to the stairs. She was about to leave.

Fucking finally.

“Okay… just be careful. I appreciate you stepping up and tutoring, but don’t get involved with other people’s business.”

You sigh and nod not really knowing what to say, and watch her walk up the stairs.

Han started thrusting his fingers again hearing her steps on the stairs.

Asshole.

“That goes for everyone!”

“Okay! Thanks mom!”

The second she’s out of sight you groan, letting go of Hans' hair and leaning your head against the table.

You hear Han chuckle under the table. You wanted to give him a matching bruise on his untouched eye so bad right now. You push away from the table and from his fingers, standing up.

He crawls up from under the table looking up at you with those pledging eyes he always had. Like he was asking for forgiveness already.

You look down at him still flushed and feeling hot.

“What the hell is wrong with you?!” You whisper aggressively down at him. He just scoffed once and smirked standing up to get to your level.

Once he gets closer you see your own slick still on his face and around his mouth. He wipes his mouth with the back of his hoodie sleeve.

“You taste really good-“

You cover his mouth with your hands giving him a warning look.

“Stop. Talking.”

You feel his smile grow under your hands.

He brings his hands to your wrists, pulling your hands away from his face and slowly bringing them around his neck, bringing you guys closer.

He leans in whispering in your ear.

“Are we finishing, or what?”

You blush more, putting your head down and pushing him away.

“You are such an asshole.”

He laughs only stepping back once, your attempt at pushing him not doing much.

“I’m talking about the homework princess, calm down.”

(TEASER)

Paring — ᨳଓ . cyber Jisung x cyber f character

Summary — ᨳଓ . Han Jisung who makes and sells drug simulation chips in the worst section of the city called the under-grid, meets the daughter of the main architect for the city who is obsessed with learning new things. And Jisung lives a whole different life she knew nothing about.

Warnings — ᨳଓ . Alcohol/drug usage and possibly addiction, language/cussing, uhhh let me know if I missed anything 

AU note — ᨳଓ . This is my first time writing or posting ff. it doesn't even have a title yet. This is just a teaser of the first chapter. I didn’t have anyone read this to give me feedback so if you have any, please feel free to give me any!! 

There might be spelling mistakes and grammar errors. 

word count — ᨳଓ . 2.8k

"Kid, get the hell out of the way!”

The streets were full of people and noise. Families were walking around, trying to enjoy what was left of the day, while people working at markets stood outside trying to advertise whatever it is they sold.

Mid-city was at its peak of activity during this time of year with the big festival happening soon, and with the city being overpopulated as it is, didn't make this time of year easier.

The little boy in the street picked up a piece of metal scrap off the floor before he moved out the street looking back at the officer who yelled at him to get out of the way. The boy was a mess and looked really out of place around this nicer, clean environment, with bandaids and scrapes all over him. He couldn’t have been more than ten years old. His hair was dark and messy, starting to over grow and get into his eyes. 

He looked up at the officer who yelled at him with a dirty look and stuck his middle finger out sticking his tongue out at him. The officer was on a cart that was moving a giant float that needed to get to the center of the city for a festival coming up.

officers were trying to clear the roads to transport fancy floats that were gonna be in the big mid-city festival in six days to the center of the city. The officer didn't do anything but scoff at the boy, shaking his head before looking forward and moving on. The boy laughed before throwing the scrap he picked up from the street, into an old pillow case he was using as a sack to hold the rest of what he had collected throughout the day. 

He walked the opposite way of the officers. He knew they were headed to the center of the city. That’s always where the festival started every year, and that’s the exact opposite way of where he was going. He opened the pillowcase, looking in to see all the scraps he had collected today.

"He better make me something out of all of this.”

He closed it and tossed it on his shoulder to carry it as he continued walking to the other side of town. 

As he reached the calmer quieter parts of the city he took a moment to look around him. He noticed the buildings were higher, way way higher,  more clean, taken care of, and secure then where he lived. He’s seen the buildings in mid-city before but it didn’t make him feel any better about his own part of the island. 

The real hard part was looking up to see the upper levels. To him,  it was an untouchable city in the sky. It was huge, had clean air, and above everything. They got fresh rain. Not rain from gutters that dropped down to where he lived. He always wondered if the kids living up there got scraps and scars like him too. He’s never dared sneaking into the upper levels, so this view from below was the only thing he’s gotten to seeing it.

By the time he made it to the edge of the city, the sun had started to set. The boy stopped in front of an abandoned garbage shoot, and looked around making sure no one was looking before tying the pillowcase shut, opening the shoot, and throwing the bag down. He looked around one last time before jumping into the shoot and shutting the lid behind him.

“Ow.”

When the boy came out the other end of the shoot, he held his head in pain from hitting it on the metal tube on the way down. He rubbed it hard before getting up and grabbing the pillow case. There was a mattress and soft things like used clothes and old pillows under the shoot. They were clearly placed there under the shoot on purpose for a softer fall.

He got off the mattress and started walking, throwing the pillow case over his shoulder again. This part of the island was what he was used to. A long time ago it was the only section of the island, but as tech got more advanced and the island grew, this part it was just built over. People started calling it an under-grid of the upper levels, and it soon became its name.

The Under-Grid was dark all times of day from the buildings overhead blocking the sun out making people sick constantly, people living on the streets drunk or high on drugs, It didn’t matter what kind. People begging for money, food, anything to help their family. The boy walked past all the people, hopping over garbage piles too big to walk over. He learned avoiding eye contact, and staying to himself worked best when walking around. 

As he got closer to his section of the under-grid he lived in, he started looking down dark alleys like he was searching for something. It was hard to tell what was down the alleys because the only thing that lit this section of the under-grid was neon lights and market signs. 

He searched and searched, but was getting annoyed he couldn’t find what he was looking for. He figured he would try one last place, thinking surely he would be there. 

When the boy turned the corner to the ramen shop, he found what he was looking for sitting on the stools just about done with his food. This part of town was more lit up with lights and was way lighter than the alleyways. 

The closer you were to the center, the lighter. The farther you were from the center, the darker. 

“Jisung!”

Jisung looked up seeing the boy rushing over with a dirty old pillowcase that was clanking as he walked. Han looked at the bag concerned with the sound as the boy sat down at the stool next to him.

“Hey, wolf.”

“I told you to stop calling me that!” 

Han scoffed a smile at his reaction and brought his hand to wolf’s hair and ruffled it. 

“Your name is Wolfe. There’s not much I’m taking away.”

Wolf pushed Hans hand away from his head. Han just laughs, cleaning his area up, and getting up handing changbin the bowl.

“Thanks changbin.”

Changbin takes the dish from Han’s hand, giving a smile and a nod before moving his attention to another customer. Han tapped the side of his head right where his temple was, and a projection screen with his bill popped up. Han transferred the credits to changbin, and closed the screen entirely before he walked away. 

Wolf got up fast after realizing Han was already leaving, and followed behind him opening the pillow case and started looking through it.

The sound of metal clinking together in the pillowcase every time wolf walked was a bit concerning to Han, and brought Jisung's focus back on the pillowcase bag. Han slowed down walking and looked at wolf behind him who was busy looking through the bag. 

“What’s that?”

Wolf looked up at Han and pulled out a piece of metal scrap that was in his hand. “Scrap.”

Han raised an eyebrow confused as to why he would have a bunch of it. Han could pull together that wolf probably found it lying around somewhere because the thought of wolf buying anything was never a possibility in Hans mind. 

“Please tell me you didn’t steal that?”

Wolf shook his head offended. 

“What? I didn’t steal it? I just found it while looking around.” 

Han blinked a few times before reaching his arm out for the bag. Wolf easily handed it to him. 

Han stopped walking to go through the bag. Everything was fucked up, dirty, or definitely broken off of something, but it was still useable. Han looked to the bottom of the bag and found a tech chip. It was broken but could be salvaged. Han took a closer look and saw an engraved label saying Mid-City in metal. Han looked back up at Wolf with an eyebrow slighting raised.

“Where did you find all this?”

Wolf shrugged looking away from Han fidgeting with a bandaid that was wrapped around his thumb, hesitating to speak. 

“Just… around?”

Hans' face turns slightly disappointed but not surprised. 

“Yeah right, like scrap is just laying around down here. You went to Mid-City again.”

Wolf groans, drops his shoulders, and rolls his eyes. 

“So what?”

Han rolls his eyes back, tossing the chip back in the bag and closing the top. He started walking again looking back at Wolfe. 

“You know if officers up there start questioning you, and find out how you’ve been illegally going up and down, they're gonna send you to juvy.” 

Wolf sped up to catch up with Jisung, now walking beside him and looked up at him 

“You say that every time and I’ve been fine! Why are you so scared of Mid-City anyway? You won’t go even though you could! You just have to get a travel pass,  And legally you can!”

Han’s face turned to a confused one and looked down at Wolf. 

“One, I’m not scared of Mid-City. Two, once you can legally go up there without your mom or someone over 18, then I will stop bothering you about it.” 

“Are you scared because of your job?” 

Han just looked more confused and blinked a few times.

“I don’t see how working at a bar would make me scared of Mid-City-“

Wolf shook his head and cut Jisung off at the end. 

“No, not the bar job. Your second one. You told me you have a second job.” 

Han took a second to think before speaking. 

“…when did I say this?”

Wolf looked up at Han in disbelief.

“Are you serious? You literally said, your second job surrounds you “by not so good people.” And that we should watch out for them. You said that to all of us when you bought us food that one time!”

“And who is ‘us?’” 

Wolf sped up in front of Han to make him look down at him again. 

“My friends from school!” 

Han made a face of realization before clapping his hands together and pointing down at Wolf. 

“Oh! At the ramen shop! Well, I was probably lying to sound cool-“ 

Wolf shook his head knowing Han was trying to brush the topic off. 

“No you weren’t!“

“Speaking of my job at the bar, Chris probably needs some help so-“ 

“You should let me help then!” 

Han went slightly more serious rolling his eyes and looked forward.

“Absolutely not.”

Wolf threw his hands in the air and let them fall to his sides. 

“Come on! At least let me inside.” 

Han threw the pillow case of scrap he was still holding onto on his shoulder to carry it. He looked down at Wolf who had his arms crossed and was slightly pouting. 

“No. You’re under 21, and I’m not breaking rules for you.” 

“Chris broke the rules for you! You started working there when you were eighteen!” 

Han whispered under his breath. “Yeah, in the back maybe-“ 

“And he lets you live in the bar attic! That’s breaking plenty!”

Han scoffed a slight smile seeing how worked up Wolf got over this topic. 

“Chris is also the owner of the bar, so he’s allowed to break and bend whatever rules he wants.” 

“Then tell him I want to work there.” 

“Nope” 

“What? Why not?” 

Han shakes his head like that was a stupid question. 

“You’re still a minor, I was at least eighteen when he let me start working, and there’s no reason for you to be hanging around at a bar anyway.” 

“Just ask him!” 

Han blinked a few times making a fake confused face before looking down at Wolf.

“…I’m asking who?” 

“Chris!” 

Wolf was clearly annoyed, and frustrated. He scoffed looking up at Han who just laughed.

“You are so annoying.” 

Han rolled his eyes, still smiling. “Fine, I'll ask him again.” There was a pause of silence before Han looked down at him.

 “He's meaner than you think he is.” 

As they got deeper into the walk, things around them started to look more lively. Near the center on the Under-Grid, people were getting ready for their own festival. It was majority, kids and parents walking around, looking at all the cool neon lights people put out for decoration. 

Wolf and Han stopped talking for a moment looking around at the lights. It was hard to ignore them when they were the only thing lighting up the Under-Grid most of the time.

 The center of the under-grid was the closest thing to a plaza or market place down here, so it was always full of kids and families talking, hanging out, playing together, and marriages. Whatever it was, this was the only spot the under-grid had. It was big enough for everyone. 

Wolf looked up at Han who was busy looking up at the lights. His face was lit up blues and reds, defining the features of his face. 

“…you still won’t tell me how you met Chris?” 

Han looked down at Wolf a bit caught off guard before he scoffed another smile and shook his head. 

“Nope.” 

“Oh, come on.” 

As they walked out of the center of the city, they got quiet. The lights died down and it went back to just the old city lights lighting up their way. The noise from earlier dies down too, bringing back attention to the clinking of the metal in the bag on hands shoulder. 

“Why did you go and collect a bunch of scrap anyway?” Han expected an answer of him defending himself, planning to bicker back, or saying something like he was going to sell it. But it didn’t come. Nothing did. 

Han looked down at Wolf who was looking the opposite way. He could feel Jisung's eyes on him so he spoke up not able to think of an alibi in time. 

“…it’s for your birthday.”

Han wasn’t expecting him to say anything like that. Han didn’t even know what to say back. He wasn’t used to people doing nice things for him like this. Especially to some kid who risked getting caught for him. 

“… my birthday isn’t until next week though-“ 

“I know! but when I asked Felix what I should get you, he said you like making things out of scraps. He wouldn’t tell me what you like making, but he said it would be a good gift. And I wanted you to have time to make something before your birthday so… there.” Wolf gestured to the bag on Hans' shoulder with a nod. 

Han blinked a few times, genuinely shocked. Still at a loss for words. 

“Wow, Wolf. Thanks.” 

“Don’t say it so sarcastically!”

Wolf finally looked up at Han seeing him smiling. 

“But, do me one more favor?” 

Wolf nodded, listening.

“Stop asking Felix questions. Actually, stop talking to him in general. He can’t keep his mouth shut.” 

Wolf crossed his arms again 

“Well for your information he doesn’t tell me anything about you.” 

Han smirked and looked over at him. Wolf saw the area they were in and knew Han was walking to the bar.  

“Good. cause I told him not to spread my business around.”

“He will tell me things about other people though! And when I told Felix I was thinking about what to get you for your birthday, that’s all he told me.” 

As Han and Wolf got closer to the bar, they could hear the music playing from outside. It was Friday night, meaning it was a busy. 

“Well good. I thought I was gonna have to blackmail him more.” 

“Wait, what?”

“Nothing.” 

Wolf decided not to drag the blackmail  thing while Han opened a door to the bar allowing the sound to travel to the outside without a wall in the way. Han walked in looking back at Wolf, creaking the door just enough so he could look at him without showing him much of the inside. 

Wolf scoffs and looked up at Hans smug face. “You’re gonna ask him right?” 

Han rolled his eyes playfully. “The answers not gonna change.” 

“I just got you a birthday gift!” Wolf said pointing to the bag over his shoulder. Han looked at the bag and sighed in defeat looking back at Chris working behind the bar. 

“Chris! Wolf is asking if-"

A faint no was heard in the background of the music playing. Han looked back at Wolf, more surprised than smug now. 

“Damn. I didn’t even get to finish this time.” 

Wolf just groaned, throwing his head back and started walking backwards. 

“Fine. Bye Jisung! I’ll come by tomorrow!” 

Wolf waved with a smile as he ran off. Han just waved with a smile and sighed under his breath stepping inside and closing the door.