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▐║  ♡  ┊  𝐒𝐇𝐄  𝐀𝐍𝐒𝐖𝐄𝐑𝐒  𝐓𝐇𝐄  𝐏𝐑𝐄𝐒𝐒  𝐎𝐅  𝐇𝐈𝐒  𝐓𝐇𝐔𝐌𝐁  𝐖𝐈𝐓𝐇  𝐀  𝐑𝐔𝐌𝐁𝐋𝐄  𝐅𝐑𝐎𝐌  𝐇𝐄𝐑  𝐓𝐇𝐑𝐎𝐀𝐓,  letting  the  digit  sink  deep  into  her  mouth.  Junha  tilts  her  head  once  his  hand  shifts  from  jaw  to  throat,  trapping  Jinu's  thumb  between  her  curving  tongue  and  the  soft,  pliable  flesh  of  the  inside  of  her  cheek.  The  vampire  moans  again  at  the  sensation  of  his  hips  pressing  into  her  own,  her  legs  spreading  wider,  bent  to  give  him  every  inch  of  room  he  decides  to  claim. ㅤ❝ What  do  I  get  out  of  this? ❞ㅤ Junha  mumbles.  Her  head  tilts  back,  drawing  his  thumb  from  her  mouth  with  an  audible  pop,  letting  the  pad  of  it  rest  against  her  bottom  lip  as  she  speaks.

ㅤㅤㅤㅤ❝ You. ❞ㅤ She  says  it  matter-of-factly,  but  her  answer  is  honest.  There  is  no  secret  motive.  No  manipulation.  Just  desire  in  its  purest  form. ㅤ❝ Your  attention.  Your  touch, ❞ㅤ she  continues,  voice  sultry  as  she  kisses  the  pad  of  his  thumb. ㅤ❝ I  want  you  to  want  me  as  much  as  I  want  you. ❞ㅤ There's  a  gasp  when  he  tears  her  hand  away  from  her  breast,  a  spark  of  excitement  in  her  eyes  as  it's  pinned  beside  her  head,  mouth  agape  and  eager  for  a  kiss  that  does  not  come.  She  almost  claims  it  herself  — almost —  but  the  way  his  sirenic  voice  echoes  so  closely  to  her  lips  distracts  her.  It's  clear,  how  enamored  she  is  with  him,  showing  in  the  rosy  hues  of  her  eyes  as  they  follow  Jinu's  every  move.

Jinu  watched  her  mouth  close  around  his  thumb  and  felt  his  pulse  jump  hard  in  his  throat.  She  looked  too  pleased  with  herself,  too  willing,  and  it  did  something  ugly  to  his  restraint.  The  sound  she  made  when  his  hips  pressed  against  hers  dragged  another  quiet  curse  from  him.  Jinu’s  eyes  stayed  on  her  while  she  spoke,  on  the  shine  of  her  mouth  against  his  thumb,  on  the  way  she  opened  herself  to  him  without  hesitation.  There  was  no  game  in  it.Wanting  him  plainly  enough  that  it  settled  heavy  in  his  chest.  “Dangerous  answer.”  he  muttered.  Her  gasp  cut  through  the  room  when  he  pinned  her  wrist  beside  her  head  again.  He  could  feel  the  shift  in  her  body  immediately  after  ,  anticipation,  excitement,  the  way  she  leaned  toward  him  even  without  the  kiss  she  wanted.  Jinu  liked  that.  Liked  watching  her  chase  after  him.  His  mouth  closed  around  her  breast  again  before  she  could  complain.  This  time  he  didn’t  tease. 

He  sucked  hard  enough  to  pull  another  sound  from  her  while  his  hand  slid  down  her  stomach,  fingers  spreading  over  the  inside  of  her  thigh  before  moving  between  her  legs.  Slow  at  first.  Feeling  the  heat  there  through  the  thin  fabric  before  pressing  properly  against  her.  A  low  sound  left  him  at  the  reaction  he  got  from  her.  “There  it  is.”  he  murmured  against  her  skin.  Junha’s  question  reached  him  through  uneven  breaths.  Jinu  lifted  his  head  just  enough  to  look  at  her.  His  fingers  kept  moving  between  her  legs,  steady  now,  deliberate  enough  to  make  her  hips  twitch  beneath  him.  His  voice  came  rougher  than  before.  “I  want  this.”  His  thumb  brushed  over  her  pulse  before  his  hand  returned  lower  again. 

He's  always  way  too  good  at  getting  too  wrapped  up  in  his  own  worries.   Usually  they're  kept  to  himself  ,  but  every  now  and  then  ,  they  find  their  way  out  into  a  tangent  of  worries.   This  particular  tangent  happening  to  be  about  the  band.   It's  not  the  first  time  he's  gotten  mother  hen  about  the  group.   Fussing  over  where  everyone  is  and  why  are  they  late?!   It's  not  something  he  wants  to  do.   It's  that  dedication  he's  had  in  this.   It  all  needs  to  go  perfectly.

Too  much  depends  on  it.

Jinu  must  have  gotten  tired  of  the  complaining.   Either  that  ,  or  he  was  no  longer  making  in  sense.   Then  ,  lips  come  in  contact  with  his  own  and  as  designed  stop  his  words  in  their  tracks.   It's  a  sure  fire  move.   In  fact  ,  he's  almost  positive  that  he's  pulled  the  same  move  on  Tae  a  number  of  times  by  now.   Damn  him  for  getting  Tae  to  the  point  where  he  felt  comfortable  enough  to  let  his  worries  have  any  room  to  breath  around  their  leader.

Jinu  snorted  against  Tae’s  mouth  before  pulling  back  just  enough  to  look  at  him.  “Cheating?”  he  repeated,  amused.  “You  say  that  like  you  don’t  immediately  stop  talking  every  single  time.”  His  hand  slid  to  Tae’s  waist  again,  fingers  hooking  there  casually,  like  he  already  knew  Tae  wasn’t  going  anywhere.  He  gave  him  a  small  tug  closer.  “And  for  the  record.”  Jinu  continued,  grin  sharp,  “you  were  spiraling.  Hard.”  Tae  always  did  this  when  things  mattered  too  much.  Started  thinking  ten  steps  ahead,  carrying  everyone  else  on  his  back  like  it  was  his  job  alone.  Jinu  knew  better  than  to  try  arguing  him  out  of  it  seriously.  That  never  worked.  Distracting  him  worked.  Touching  him  worked  even  faster.

▐║  ♡  ┊  𝐒𝐇𝐄'𝐒  𝐍𝐄𝐕𝐄𝐑  𝐁𝐄𝐄𝐍  𝐓𝐇𝐄  𝐓𝐘𝐏𝐄  𝐓𝐎  𝐒𝐇𝐘  𝐀𝐖𝐀𝐘  𝐅𝐑𝐎𝐌  𝐖𝐇𝐀𝐓  𝐒𝐇𝐄  𝐖𝐀𝐍𝐓𝐒.  And  lately,  she's  found  that  what  she  wants  is  him.  Beyond  the  act  they  play  for  the  public,  the  calculated  moves  and  appearances  to  capture  the  attention  of  their  fans.  There  has  always  been  a  curiosity  in  her  about  him,  something  that  cannot  help  but  to  steal  glances,  to  let  her  skin  linger  against  his  own  at  times.  And  Junha  knows  she  isn't  the  only  one  who  likes  to  blur  the  line.  For  as  good  as  she  is  at  pretending  as  if  she's  unaffected,  she's  certain  by  now  that  Jinu  is  aware  of  the  truth  —  one  that  she  no  longer  puts  as  much  effort  into  masking.

ㅤㅤㅤㅤJunha  knows  that  surely  it  can't  be  a  complete  surprise  when  she  comes  to  him  barely  dressed,  makes  herself  comfortable  beside  him  on  his  sofa,  and  then,  without  waiting  for  him  to  act  first,  makes  her  own  move.  More  than  a  move  — a  bold,  wordless  declaration.  There's  no  mistaking  her  intentions,  his  thumb  worshipped  by  her  mouth  in  the  most  obscene  fashion,  treated  as  if  it  were  another  part  of  him  altogether.  She  doesn't  stop  to  ask  for  more.  Her  eyes  do  that  for  her.  Pink  hues  glow  faintly  in  the  darkness  of  the  room,  fixated  upon  Jinu.  His  sudden  command  is  met  without  resistance,  legs  untwining,  parting  wide  enough  that  he  could  fit  between  them.  A  rushed  exhale  blows  past  the  digit  in  her  mouth  as  her  body  meets  the  cushions  of  the  couch.

Jinu’s  jaw  tightened  the  second  she  wrapped  her  lips  around  his  thumb,  not  because  he  was  surprised.  Because  she  finally  stopped  pretending.  For  weeks,  she’d  been  pushing  at  him  in  little  ways.  Lingering  too  close  after  schedules.  Looking  at  him  too  long  when  cameras  were  off.  Letting  her  hand  drag  across  his  arm  like  it  meant  nothing  when  they  both  knew  it  did.  Every  touch  calculated  enough  to  give  herself  deniability,  every  glance  sharp  enough  to  stay  stuck  in  his  head  afterward.  And  now  she  was  here,  barely  dressed  on  his  couch,  looking  up  at  him  like  she  wanted  him  to  lose  control  first.

His  hand  moved  from  her  jaw  to  her  throat,  not  tight  enough  to  hurt,  just  enough  to  hold  her  attention  there  on  him.  His  dark  eyes  stayed  fixed  on  her  as  purple  markings  spread  slowly  beneath  his  skin,  visible  beneath  the  open  collar  of  his  shirt  and  down  his  arms  where  she  kept  touching  him.  “You’ve  been  provoking  me  for  weeks.”  Jinu  said  quietly.  His  thumb  pressed  deeper  against  her  tongue  when  she  sucked  at  it  again,  testing  him.  The  sight  nearly  dragged  a  growl  out  of  him.  “WHat  exactly  do  you  get  out  of  this?”  he  asked.  He  shifted  forward  between  her  legs,  forcing  her  thighs  wider  around  his  hips.  The  heat  coming  off  her  was  distracting  enough  already,  but  the  second  she  pushed  her  camisole  up  higher  and  exposed  more  skin,  something  in  his  expression  changed  completely.  Hungrier.  Meaner  around  the  edges.

spice and nsfw roleplay meme based around gifs detailed different situations. send a number and a couple (ff/ mm / fm) and receiver will write a starter based around the gifs sent. this meme is nsfw and contains graphic sex*al content, do not interact with this if you are a minor. credit for the gifs goes to this , this, this and this. i did not make the gifs, i only selected those i wanted for this meme.

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This is the number. This must be the place!

Here I am. Does this seem right to you?

Oh, you're good. You sound like a doctor.

Oh look, I would rather go to the movies than eat.

I'm not sure but I have a feeling that you didn't like the movie.

Don't move and I'll explain it to you.

You shouldn't hear me. These are only thoughts.

What are you doing in [name place]? I'm so happy you're here!

Are you ashamed? Come on.

Okay. I've had enough. Satisfied?

This time you've really screwed up!

Oh well, that's the way it goes.

You're wasting your time!

When you've risked your life with someone. you remain attached to that person.

I really messed that up, but I think that you understand what I mean.

I've only known you a few minutes and I've already fallen in love with you.

Can something like this happen in real life?

Will friendship win or love? Will we choose to be honest or happy?

It's a toast to friendship, to a new world!

Who's looking for me? Who is it?

Come in. We'll sit here where we have more privacy.

What's there to say? We've underestimated all kinds of things.

We like each other… in what sense?

This is the last thing I would have wanted to do to you!

The fault is all mine. Don't blame yourself.

Aren't you going to say anything?

Felt sorry… or feel sorry?

Have you gone crazy? What's wrong?

Do you want to humiliate yourself before these people?

Sure, this way, you save your pride in front of others.

Times were hard and we were poor but happy as rich people say.

Shouldn't friendship be above everything else?

What did you come to [place name] for, to pick fights?

What are you doing? Are you leaving?

Get in. I'll explain everything in private.

Who isn't busy nowadays? I am busy too!

I knew from the start that this is what you wanted to ask me.

What should I listen to? You wouldn't tell the truth!

Pay for me, please! I'll explain to you why, later!

I just need a word: Just a yes or a no!

What's happening? Are you drunk?

Why did you insult [he/she/they] so bitterly?

You're wrong! If I were you I'd cry!

Where are you going? You're not even going to say goodbye?

I'll tell you what: Instead of chasing some elusive happiness, perhaps it's better to prepare pleasant memories for the future.

Did you like that? I did it on purpose to cheer you up!

Oh damn you and the day I met you!

Look, I brought you some coffee.

No, I won't ask. What should I ask?

This way, please! I'll show you!

So, what is it that [name] does not know?

What did you want to say? Speak freely.

What are you doing? Are you being sarcastic?

Come on! You only care about what is convenient to you!

I'd better be going. If not, I may get carried away and say something I would regret.

What do you mean, can we do that?

Well, I don't know. I didn't hear very well.

Are you spying on me? Now, listen to me!

You've been the talk of the town for the last month!

Don't trust any of them, [name]! Okay?

What is it? Something serious?

Couldn't you tell [him/her/them] you were from somewhere else?

No, I've already eaten, Go ahead.

What about you? Nothing new?

I was looking for you and you're hiding!

We'll go out and then we'll go to my place.

If there is someone here that doesn't hear, it's you!

Who are you trying to hurt? Who gives you the right?

Is it possible that everything always ends up bad with you?

Perhaps it's my alienation, but I feel more warmth in cold objects than in people!

Get up, don't make a scene!

[name], why are you always upsetting, [other name]!?

I see you've got a crush on me, [name].

I don't want to believe it because I have too much respect for you.

I've got to go. I have a thousand things to do.

So, I'm the one who has too much respect for us both, eh?

You know that I don't believe in these things. I've never believed in them.

No, wait! I need to ask you something.

Am I important for you, now?

Sure, you always forced me to read, but you never read anything.

How many years have passed? God, you look the same!

They say that the world is small. But is it small, [name]?

What do you mean, what has happened to me?

Because you are too honest! I know what you did to yourself!

I've had some problems, some difficult moments. They can happen to anyone.

You'll be late. But why didn't I meet you earlier?

We'll see each other in another 10 years; that is, never again.

Hey, you, feel a little lonely, don't you? I told you so.

We are all alone now. And we'll always be together, you and me, right?

What happened to you? Have you grown?

Listen. I need to confess something to you.

Is it something that will spoil our evening?

Our generation is really disgusting.

The future passed us by without us even realizing it.

Who says? Throwing away your life means to make the best use of it.

Better to be stinking intellectuals than bourgeois proletarians, like you.

You've always been a hypocrite. Admit it!

You may be higher, lower… you may be above all else, but I've got to tell you something; you're still a jerk!

I'm ashamed at giving you my friendship for so many years! Do you understand?

It was a stupid argument. We said a lot of things.

Well then, what kind of surprise would it be?

You haven't changed, you're always criticizing and nothing else.

You've had these problems too, right?

I… I thought that true love was true love.

Island (South Korea, 2023) EP4