Koi

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Lets just say being in a friend group with 7 boys is pretty difficult in itself, living with them was a completely different story.

It was always insanely loud. The boys would walk around practically naked 24/7, which honestly you didn’t mind. But the hardest part was that you didn’t have any privacy for yourself.

One of the boys was constantly in your room or if you were in the bathroom someone would be knocking telling you to hurry. Basically you have no sex life so the least they can let you do is masturbate in peace.

You finally had the place to yourself after who knows how long, and you were going to use the quiet time you had to help yourself.

You had to think back to where the boys were going to make sure you even had enough time, Kihyun, Minhyuk, and Hyungwon went grocery shopping, Shownu went to the gym, Wonho had gone to a cafe, Jooheon went to meet an idol friend, and Changkyun… you’re not sure where he went but he definitely isn’t there.

You made sure the door was closed, not really bothered to lock it since no one was home, and layed yourself down on your bed. You quickly rid yourself of the clothing on your bottom half and closed your eyes.

Your fingers ran over your thighs before reaching your core. Your fingers circled your clit slowly as your other hand found its way underneath your shirt to play with your boob.

You gathered your slick and used it as lube to slowly insert a finger in your tight hole. You struggled to find the right pace as you used two fingers now. Your fingers were just missing your sweet spot making you whine loudly. You brought the fingers that were tweaking your nipple down to rub your clit.

The noises you were making were honestly pathetic. Your whimpers and whines increased in volume as you tried to reach that one spot, but you couldn’t.

You didn’t even register your door opening before your hand was removed from your core and replaced with someone else’s. You moaned loudly as almost immediately the fingers curved upwards to massage your sweet spot.

You looked up to see Changkyun leaning on top of you with his fingers buried inside of you, “W-What? I-I thought- What’re y-you doing?”

Changkyun smirked at your already fucked out expression, “You looked like you needed help so I’m helping you.”

Changkyun pulled his fingers out of you and sat on your bed. He patted his lap while looking at you expectantly, “Come here, I’ll show you how to make yourself feel good.” You crawled to Changkyun and sat in his lap with your legs spread.

Changkyun ran his hands up your thighs teasingly, “Tell me, are your fingers too small to please you?” You nodded with a moan as Changkyun teased your hole.

“Would you like for me to help you baby?” You nod and push your hips up as Changkyun’s toying with your clit, “P-Please~”

Once Changkyun gets your approval he immediately presses two fingers in you. Your back arches into Changkyun’s hand as he grips onto your chest, “Fuck- C-Changkyun please!”

You felt Changkyun’s lips on your neck and you immediately threw your head back to give him more access. His fingers increased in speed as lewd noises came from your bottom half.

You clenched around Changkyun’s fingers, “Such a good girl, taking my fingers so well.” It was embarrassing how close you were. You don’t remember the last time someone touched you like this… or when you touched yourself.

Changkyun’s thumb rubbed your clit as his fingers massaged you sweet spot, “Please- Please fuck! C-Changkyun please!”

“Are you already gonna cum? Am I making you feel this good?” You babble incoherently as the coil in your stomach continues to build.

You listen to Changkyun’s deep raspy voice as he whispers both praises and degrading names, “Cum for me baby, be a good girl and cum for me.” It takes not even 5 more thrusts of his fingers for you to cum.

Your moans bounce off the wall as you chant Changkyun’s name like it’s the only word you know. Changkyun continues to thrust his fingers slowly to bring you down from your high. As you’re catching your breath he tilts your head so you’re facing him and presses his lips to yours.

You smile into the kiss with a small giggle making Changkyun look at you with an amused expression, “You totally just walked in on me touching myself.”

Changkyun looks at you with a raised eyebrow, “It’s a little late to be concerned about that.”

You elbowed Changkyun’s side softly, “Well when y’all are around me 24/7, and you know literally 24/7 because y’all really take turns sleeping in my bed, I have no sex life Changkyun! How am I supposed to bring a guy in?”

Changkyun smirks at you before whispering, “Why would you want another one? You have 7 right here… and we’re all willing to help.”

jooheon (monstax) + you (reader) word count: 10,022 warnings: oh geez where to begin there is a lot of sex in this thing and includes overstimulation, choking, dirty and derogatory talk, oral sex, public sex, rough sex, etc., there is also a healthy dose of bad language and some mentions of violence but it’s only in reference to gang affiliation there is no violence between jooheon and the oc a/n: yeah yeah this is the sequel to Rhythm you can probably get away with reading this if you didn’t read the first installment but the relationship between jooheon and the oc will make more sense if you read it anyway i have conveniently linked it for you now enjoy, my fellow sinners

🎃 word count: 11k

🎃 genre: smut + fluff ; non-idol au

🎃 pairing: reader/seokjin

🎃 warning(s)/kink(s): dom! jin, humiliation, degradation, dom/sub, jealousy, unprotected sex, rough sex, spanking, biting, hickies, marking, tying up, oral sex, aftercare

🎃 summary: seokjin was a pretty good best friend, that is until he starts sabotaging every date and chance you have with another guy. though you only find out when he really royally fucks things up for you and everything after that is history.

🎃 requested by: anon #1 - “Hmm ok, maybe for Jin’s kinktober-He’s your bff who keeps sabotaging every date you go on bc he’s jealous af and in love with you, and one day he just snaps and gets real dominant and dirty with you?”  + anon #2 - “Could I get some smut with Jin please 🙈” 

🎃 music: can’t even - the neighborhood + beg for it - chris brown

🎃 author’s note: clearly this got away from me bc i love kim seokjin and this au was fun af to write so thanks to that rad anon for the really great prompt! coughiwannawritemorepizzaboy!jincough

🎃 masterlist + kinktober 2017

His fingers ghosted softly over your salty skin, the air was thick but it smelled like sunscreen and coconut. An irresistible scent, you thought to yourself. 

“You’re skin is so soft…”

“It’s the salt in the water…” you muttered back. “It makes the skin so much softer, like a peeling…” 

“Hmm…” he mumbled and pressed his lips against your ear shell. “I love you.” 

GENRE: A small fluffy Jooheon drabble for @macrosformic-deactived 

Park Jinyoung x TAKE A BOW x Drunk In Love

“i need you to listen to me very carefully” - wonho (monstax) word count: 988 genre: angst, gang!au

“i don’t deserve you” - jooheon (monstax) word count: 773 genre: fluff

requested by anon

genre: smut

Here it is! Part 2 of my collab with @manelani <3

               It has been two days since my encounter with Namjoon, Hoseok and Yoongi. I thought it would have made things awkward between us, but that wasn’t the case. If anything, it has made us even closer. Whenever I was in a room alone with one of them or all three of them, there would be subtle touching going on between us until one of the other members would walk into the room, and we would have to pretend like nothing happened. We have discussed about having another night like the previous one, and tonight that was going to happen. Tonight I was going to tell them about Cypher pt. 3, and that I wanted to fuck them to each of their verses. I decided to wear something sexy, so I slipped on a pair of the shortest shorts that I owned with a white shirt, and I was wearing the new black lingerie set that I bought just for the occasion. I was in my kitchen enjoying my second glass of wine when there was a knock on my door. I went to open it, and there they were, looking as hot as they could.

“Hi guys it’s good to see you again. Looking good as always.” I smiled.

“Good to see you too. You look gorgeous.” Hoseok said.

“Why thank you! Just wait until you guys see what I have on underneath.” I winked.

               I stepped aside to let them in and closed the door behind us. I grabbed my glass of wine from the kitchen and joined the guys on the couch. I could feel their eyes on me and I couldn’t help the smirk that grew on my face.

“What? You guys see something you like or something?” I teased.

“Obviously. You’re killing us by wearing those shorts.” Namjoon said.

“Well that was my intention so you’re welcome.” I grinned.

I looked over at Yoongi who hasn’t said a word since him and the others came over. He looked like he was plotting something and I started to get a little bit nervous.

“Everything ok Yoongz? You haven’t said much.” I asked.

“I’m fine don’t worry about me.” Yoongi replied.

“So what song is it tonight?” Hoseok teased.

I rolled my eyes at him and refilled my wine glass and took a sip before answering his question.

“Well… I was thinking that it would be Cypher pt. 3.” I answered.

“What is up with you and these cyphers?” Namjoon chuckled.

“They make me horny ok?! Don’t judge me.” I huffed.

The guys laughed at me and got up off of the couch to grab drinks of their own. If we were going to do this, might as well be a little loosened up.

               A few drinks in, we decided to get the party started. We all made way to the bedroom and the three men sat on the bed and watched me as I went to turn on my laptop that was on my vanity. I pulled up iTunes and put on Cypher pt. 3 on repeat. As the opening beats started to play, I walked to the front of the bed, and stood in front of the boys. I smirked at them as I took off my shirt, revealing the dark purple bra that I was wearing. I slowly undid my shorts and slowly pulled them down. The boys were surprised when they saw what underwear I was wearing: dark purple crotch less panties.

“Holy shit. You really are a freak aren’t you baby?” Yoongi asked.

“You should know by now that I am. Now, is daddy Namjoon gonna play with me first or what?” I purred.

“Of course he is. Come to daddy baby.” Namjoon grinned.

Yoongi and Hoseok got up off the bed and I walked towards Namjoon and straddled him. I pressed my lips on his and kissed him deeply. He reached up behind me and undid my bra. I pulled back from him and pulled off his shirt. He picked me up and laid me down on the bed then took off his pants and kicked them aside. I opened up my legs and he gave me a grin as he got in between them.

“You just opened your legs for me and I didn’t even have to tell you to. You’re such a good girl for daddy aren’t you?” He growled, inserting two fingers in my soaked pussy.

“Fuck yes I’m a good girl for daddy.” I moaned.

               After he felt that I was ready for his cock, He got off the bed and took off his boxers. He grabbed the waistband of my panties and snapped them against my hip. He chuckled as I let out a yelp then grabbed his cock and rubbed it at my entrance. He slid it inside me and grabbed my hips and thrusted at a fast pace.

“Namjoon harder. Please fuck me harder.” I begged.

“What did you call me?” He hissed, stopping his actions.

“Oh I mean daddy. Daddy please fuck me harder.” I whimpered.

“That’s what I thought kitten.” He smiled, fucking me harder.

My moans turned into screams of pleasure as he kept hitting my gspot. I looked over and saw Yoongi and Hoseok standing from across the bed, stroking themselves through their boxers. It made me even wetter and closer to my orgasm.

“Daddy can I cum? Please let me cum.” I moaned.

“Cum with daddy. Let it all go.” Namjoon ordered.

I let out a loud moan and my body started to shake as I came hard over Namjoon’s cock. He let out a grunt as he came inside me and looked over at Hoseok and gave him the signal that it was his turn. Namjoon pulled out of me and got off the bed. I didn’t have time to recover from my first orgasm when Hoseok took off his boxers and slammed his cock inside me.

“HOSEOK! Oh fuck Hoseok!” I cried out.

He smirked and wrapped his hands around my throat and put a little pressure on it as he continued to pound into me.

“You like being overstimulated don’t you kitten? Look at you taking my cock like the good little slut you are.” Hoseok grunted.

The mixture of both pain and pleasure started to be too much for me and my second orgasm snuck up on me. I came so hard that I squirted all over Hoseok’s cock and the bed. Hoseok came seconds later and he left a few marks on my chest.

               It was now Yoongi’s turn and I was getting nervous. I know what he was capable of doing. I laid on the bed and watched Yoongi walk towards me while Namjoon and Hoseok got dressed.

“W-w-what are you gonna do to me Yoongi?” I asked in a small voice.

“You’ll find out. But first, I want Namjoon and Hoseok to leave the room.” Yoongi replied.

“Wait why?” Namjoon asked.

“Just do it Namjoon.” Yoongi snapped.

Yoongi stared at me as Namjoon and Hoseok left the room. His lip quirked slightly when he heard the door close, his head turning in that direction to make sure they actually left. He walked to the door locking it, a full smile on his face when he heard Namjoon and Hoseok banging on the door.

“What the fuck?! Yoongi unlock the door!!” I heard the simultaneous yells.

He chucked darkly turning to look at me again, biting his lip sensually. “You had your fun with her. Now it’s my turn. Sit back and listen like good little boys for me, okay?”

I heard a thump against the wall, presumably one of them either hitting the wall or their head thumping against it, the latter of which was more likely. My breath got caught in my throat as Yoongi stalked towards me slowly, with a very dangerous and predatory look painted across his face. I moved to sit up slowly on the bed, my back against the headboard, chest rising and falling as my breathing picked up speed. As Yoongi reached the edge of the bed, my favorite verse in the song came on. Yoongi’s voice flowed through the speakers rapping: “As you know, my voice will turn you on. Whether it’s a guy or girl, my tongue will make you come.” I moaned low in my throat, eyes half-lidded as I stared at the man walking towards me on the bed.

“You like that baby girl? I didn’t get to taste you last time,” he pouts, staring down at me with lust in his eyes. “We’re about to fix that though.”

He settled himself between my legs, spreading them a bit more so he could fit between them. He continued to stare at me, seemingly mesmerized. I self-consciously slid a hand down to cover myself, but he caught it lacing his fingers with mine.

He squeezed lightly before moving forward and placing the filthiest kiss I had ever been the recipient off on my wanting core. My mouth dropped open on a silent moan which then turned to an audible moan, followed by a keening sound. I always thought that he was just bragging, his so called “tongue technology” being there to support his ego, but now I see that I was mistaken. My other hand came down and tangled in his hair, tugging lightly as he devoured my pussy.

“Yoon-Yoongi! S-shit don’t stop baby! Please don’t stop!”

He moaned into me, speeding up his actions. I could feel my orgasm coming towards me, my eyes began to roll back in my head; my legs started to tighten around his head. I pulled harder on his hair, silently trying to alert him to the fact that I was going to cum. His other hand travelled up my body, finding my breast. I looked down at him, his eyes already locked on my face. He seemed to smirk against my pussy, before his thumb and index finger circled around my nipple, tugging roughly thus ripping my orgasm from him.

 I screamed, my head thumping back against the headboard and my legs clamped around his head, fingers still in his hair as the orgasm ripped through me. He was moaning against me, the vibrations extending the pleasure I felt, intensifying it to the point to where I had to push his head away. He groaned in protest but moved away from me allowing me to come down from my high. He licked his lips as he sat up, hand still holding mine.

“You taste so good baby girl. I could I do that all day if you let me,” he mused, leaning forward to place a chaste kiss on my cheek, before unlacing his fingers from mine and pecking my lips. “Lay down for me sweetheart.”

I moved down the bed slowly, aftershocks still coursing through my body. Yoongi moved aside to give me room to get comfortable, before settling over me. Sometime between him lying on the bed to now, he had stripped out of his boxers, leaving him exposed to me. I stared up at him, a hand sneaking up to wrap around his cock. He clicked his tongue at me, hand grabbing my wrist, removing my hand from his cock.

“I didn’t tell you to touch baby girl. You just sit back and let Daddy take care of you.”

 He let go of my wrist before moving down to kiss me, slow but filthy, allowing me to taste myself on his lips. I felt him rubbing his cock against through my folds, the tip hitting my clit on each pass. I tried to keep my hips still, but the teasing was becoming too much for me. A whimper escaped me before I could stop it. Yoongi’s eyes darkened when he heard the whimper. He growled lowly before rubbing himself against me harder.

“You want it baby girl? You want Daddy’s cock? You want Daddy to fuck that tight pussy?”

I whimpered louder, pushing my hips towards him. He tsked at me again, shaking his head.

“Ah ah ah. Use your words baby. Daddy will give you what you want if you use your words.”

I whined before locking eyes with him.

“I want you to fuck me. I want to be able to feel it tomorrow. I want Namjoon and Hoseok to hear me screaming your n-“

He slammed into me before I could finish speaking. My eyes slammed shut and a deep-throated moan rolled out of me. My hands clutched at the sheets before the landed on Yoongi’s back, nails scratching him as he stroked inside of me, hard and deep.

“God baby girl, your pussy feels so good. Even better than the last time,” he praised me, hands grabbing my hips as he began to move faster not making his thrusts more shallow.

“Namjoon and Hoseok can’t make you feel like this baby girl. This is my pussy, isn’t it?”

I clenched around him the more he spoke, his possessive nature turning me on even more.

“It’s… fuck… it’s yours Daddy. Fuck I’m gonna cum again!” I moaned.

His thrusts sped up even more with my declaration.

“Wait for Daddy baby girl. Daddy wants to cum with you.”

I tried to force myself to wait on him, but that resulted in me clenching around him even more and at a much more rapid rate than before. He groaned as his nails dig into my hips, his cock pistoning in and out of my weeping pussy.

“Oh s-shit you’re gonna make me cum baby girl,” he moaned, his head thrown back in pleasure. “Cum with me baby girl. Come on. Milk Daddy’s cock.”

I allowed my body to release, limbs locking up as the orgasm took over my body. Toes and fingers curling, eyes in the back of my head, mouth open as Yoongi’s name is ripped from me as my name is torn from his. His cum painted my insides, extending the pleasure I felt, his cock pulsing, making sure I received every last drop. He collapsed on top of me, face in the crook of my neck trying to catch his breath. I felt him nuzzle my neck lightly before he turned in to it more fully, licking, sucking, and biting to leave his mark on my body. My walls fluttered lightly around his spent cock, making him moan before he pulled back to look at his work. His allowed his hands to run over your body before placing one hand over my heat. I grabbed his hand before he could do anything to me.

🎃 word count: 2.5k

🎃 genre: smut ; idol-verse

🎃 pairing: reader/j-hope

🎃 warning(s)/kink(s): body worship, riding, lots of kissing + slight dom/sub undertones

🎃 summary: when your boyfriend is a little down and hard on himself due to some toxic fans, you find a way to show him just how much you really love him, as well as plenty others.

🎃 requested by: anon - “ Can I request for a JHope/reader Body appreciation one shot?”

🎃 music: neighbors know my name - trey songz + who you are - jessie j

🎃 masterlist + kinktober 2017

gif credit

This is my first story in YEARS and also my first ever smut so be gentle but feel free to give criticism or send asks/requests. I’m slow with everything so…we’ll see how that goes. Ps I wrote this on my phone and idk how to tumblr on my phone. How does one tumbl?

Genre: Smut / Crack

Warnings: Masturbation (male receiving) Bad humor

Summary: You must own the bone.

This party was starting to get pretty boring. After the games had ended and the good snacks (everyone ignoring the bag of baby carrots that had been brought) eaten, your friends had broken off into their own groups and were now talking amongst themselves. Most of them were now sitting and drinking; you could hear snippets of conversation that included innocent discussion of music and sports, and some not-so-innocent talk of what got sucked by whom earlier in the party.

Music could still be heard gently humming in the background and you could distinctly point out the drunken voice of your friend Changhyun singing along.

As you sat there on the carpeted floor you heard a soft clear of throat and looking down showed you bright eyes, messy black hair and a distinctive pout.

Your best friend Wonho sat sprawled in front of you; arms wrapped around your leg and head cushioned by your thigh. The two of you were used to such close skinship even though sometimes it made those around you uncomfortable. Most people assumed the two of you were already dating when in reality, despite the realization of just how attractive your best friend was, you’d never given it any serious thought.

You were unsurprised to realize that while lost in your eavesdropping Wonho had been trying to talk to you.

‘Shit, I’m sorry Bunny…what?’ You gave him an apologetic smile and laid your hand in his hair, gently stroking his soft locks.

He gave you a lopsided grin that told you he was all too used to having to repeat himself around you and really wasn’t all that upset about it.

“I said ‘do you think it was a mistake bringing carrots?’ I mean…no one’s even eating them and Kihyun keeps putting them in different decorative bowls trying to make people want them but no one seems interested.”

You couldn’t help but giggle at his babbling.

“Awwh Bunny don’t worry. Even if they don’t get eaten I’m sure Minhyuk and Jooheon will start using them to throw at each other any minute now.”

At that he laughed and buried his face back into your thigh.

You thought you heard him mumble something about how if the carrots didn’t get eaten he would personally start throwing Minhyuk, Jooheon and Kihyun’s damn hand-painted collectors bowls.

You smiled to yourself and leaned your head back against the side of the sofa.

There were a few minutes of silence between the two of you and your hand had started to play with his hair more vigorously. Your nails began grazing against his scalp and tugging his locks in different directions. Knowing just how much he loved being petted you placed your other hand against the side of his head and began rubbing his protruding ear. You’d always loved his ears, there was something so sweet about such delicate features on such a muscular man.

As your focus began to ebb again a sound caught your ear, it wasn’t the clearing of a throat or indistinct chatter that forced your attention this time however. Instead you registered a low throaty groan, the feeling of vibration against your thigh and then suddenly your wrist was being caught in a vice grip.

Your eyes darted downward and those that met yours were no longer gentle and forgiving.

His glare made you nervous. Had you accidentally hurt him? Maybe he had been speaking to you again and you hadn’t realized and he’d had enough of snapping you back to reality. Before you could so much as sputter out an apology Wonho jumped up from the floor, hoisting you with him. Your journey didn’t end there as he half-dragged you into the back bedroom, slamming the door behind himself. He stood there for a brief second, hands knotted in front of him and eyes not looking at you, just long enough for you to break the silence.

“Bunny are you okay? Wha-“

“I’m definitely not okay…I know we’re close but did you really have to do that?”

He looked at you completely anguished and for a moment you stood there in complete confusion.

“But I don’t-“ you were stopped short by the moving of his hands. Looking down at the spot they had just been resting in his lap; the spot he had been trying to cover.

His jeans were tented, his hardness pressing painfully against its restraints.

Of course you’d seen him with erections before. You had slept over each other’s houses and shared beds more than enough times to know that Wonho was no stranger to the occasional boner. This felt different though, this was because of something you had done, however unintentionally. You felt sort of flattered underneath the bubbling guilt.

“Awwh, baby Bunny did I do this to you?” You said this semi-jokingly with a grin pulling at the corner of your lips.

“Can you please not call me that right now?” His voice was quiet and unsteady but his eyes were boring into you, darting to parts of your body you’d never caught him looking before. He ran his tongue across his bottom lip before continuing.

“Come on babygirl, you caused this. Don’t you think you should take responsibility?”

At his use of the nickname your heart began to race. Wonho had never asked something like this from you before and you could feel the energy in the room changing from one of embarrassment to something seriously sexually charged.

You bit your lip in a moment of thought, considering his request; a movement he definitely noticed.

“Can you be quiet?”

His eyes flicked up to meet yours and he nodded enthusiastically.

You walked over to him intending to only undo his zipper but as soon as you reached him he pulled you into a kiss; teeth clashing and tongues searching. He placed one hand behind your head, weaving it into your hair to gently tug at the roots, the other he used to grab your own hand and press against his hardened member. He rubbed himself hard against your palm allowing you a moment to adjust to the situation.

After a moment your hand began to move against him, taking in just how painfully hard he was. At first just running your hand up and down the bulk of him before grabbing him hard, his jeans a rough barrier between you.

He moaned desperately into your mouth and the sound triggered a change in you. You pushed him back onto the mattress, he made a swift sound of surprise before you crawled on top of him and began pulling at his jeans. As you undid the zipper and pulled them down onto his hips you were left with the sight of a completely fucked-out looking Wonho and a dark stain beginning to form at the front of his boxers.

You felt your pulse down between your legs and realized you were definitely going to store this image in your brain for later.

He, assumably tired of waiting, reached to pull down the front of his boxers. His length sprung out hitting against his toned stomach, the tip red and leaking precum down its side. You wasted a moment taking in how even his dick was beautiful before wrapping your hand around its base. He let out a loud guttural moan that would be sure to carry down the hall where your friends still sat drinking.

He muttered a soft ‘please’ before you began touching him in long languid strokes. Throwing his head back against the bed, you looked up to see his hands fisted in the sheets and bottom lip trapped between his teeth in a sorrowful attempt to keep quiet.

You started to move your hand faster, coming back up to the top and circling your thumb over his slit. He hissed out through his teeth.

The only sounds within the room the sharp slap of skin on skin and Wonho’s muffled grunts and whines. Tugging at him harder you realize his whining becoming more frequent and his thighs had begun to quiver underneath you.

“You’re doing so good Bunny. Are you gonna cum for me?”

He moaned loudly as he registered your renewed use of your nickname for him, and then much louder when your free hand snaked down to cup his balls. You rubbed them gently with your palm as he began bucking into your hand.

He let out one long and high pitched whine before spurts of white shot onto his exposed belly. Almost as soon as it started he slumped back down onto the bed, panting and staring up at you with a giant lopsided smile on his face.

“That…was…it was great.” He spoke between pants as you grabbed the box of tissues off the side table. You cleaned the pools of release off his stomach and hips, even attempting to get up the little bit that had gotten on his hoodie.

He is your best friend and you were going to take care of him.

“Well I’m glad you liked it,” you shot him a loving grin before going on.

“But I’m pretty sure everyone in the house heard you…”

It took a moment for the smile to die from his face to quickly be replaced with a look of horror.

“You don’t really think…they didn’t really hear me. Did they?”

You pulled his pants up, then zipped and buttoned them before responding.

“Only one way to find out I guess. Go wait out there while I wash my hands. I’m beginning to crust.”

Wiggling your fingers playfully at him, he made a jokingly disgusted face at you before running over to the bedroom door.

Before it could even fully close behind him you distinctly heard a thud and Wonho yelling a question of why there were carrots all over the floor.

Warning!- Killer! Au, Blood, Death, Dirty talk, Knife play

Genre- Smut

Group- Monsta X

Member- Shin Hoseok/ Wonho

Admin- Aussi

Shin Hoseok was undoubtedly beautiful. His body was tall and lithe, covered in smooth muscles that you could sometimes see over his shirt. His straight teeth were covered by perfectly plump lips. His ears dipped out slightly, slimming his already angular face. His jawline was naturally sharp, adding to his beautiful profile. His eyebrows were full but not overwhelming in any way. And god his eyes. They were formed half moons when he laughed or smiled, melting anyone who could see. When he didn’t smile they pointed up slightly, giving him a cat-like eye- not that I was looking at him, of course.

Hoseok was charming. With the help of one sweet smile anyone would comply to whatever he wanted- male or female. In no way was he pushy about it, he was kind and bashful when he asked favors.

Hoseok was powerful. With a slight tilt to his lips and a seductive look in his eyes he could make the most respectable person fall to their knees, begging. He didn’t even have to speak.

Hoseok was smart. Since he was young Hoseok had always been considered a genius. His IQ and problem solving skills earned him spots in articles and any job he desired. This fame didn’t make him slack however, if anything it only made him work harder.

You could say he was the perfect man, everything anyone could ever want. So why would a man who could have anything he desired at his fingertips in an instant be a killer? Perhaps it’s because a life was the only thing that he couldn’t have with total ease. Perhaps he enjoyed seeing someone look at him with something other than admiration. Maybe playing cat and mouse with the police gave him a sick satisfaction. Because he was too smart and needed a challenge- a game that allowed no room for mistake. Maybe his parents were abusive- or too nice. Maybe it was as simple as a dysfunction in the orbitofrontal cortex.

He was a co worker of mine but we had never spoken out of a respectful ‘hello’ while passing each other. I knew of him of course, it was hard not to when everyone in the office cooed over how untouchable and attractive he was. He was a very friendly person, talking to anyone who started a conversation. He never showed romantic interest in anyone in the office however, no matter who threw themselves at him. This only spurred everyone’s interest, hoping they could be the one to date the Shin Hoseok.

You can imagine my surprise when our resident untouchable was on a date with a girl, whispering closely into her ear as she flushed a bright red. I was intrigued at the thought of our ‘ethereal Adonis’ who hadn’t shown attraction to the world’s most attractive and rich people being on a date with a seemingly ordinary person. These thoughts were disrupted when I looked into his coal eyes.

It wasn’t admiration in his eyes or love. They were calm, cold, and collected. He was scrutinizing her every move, observing her like a lab rat. She didn’t seem to notice past his facade, however, far too busy fawning over his looks.

I turned away from the couple, stopping by a food stand and ordering a few things to eat at home. Work was hard and I was far to exhausted to cook and too hungry to skip dinner. I handed the woman my money and thanked her before walking in the direction of home. After walking for a few minutes I spotted Hoseok with his arm slung around his dates waist.

They walked for a while through the winding roads of my neighborhood, the girl giggling loudly. Hoseok paused by a street light and turned her to face him. She smiled brightly as he slowly leaned in to kiss her. Voyeuristic as it may seem, I couldn’t look away.

So there I stood, watching silently as she closed her eyes and victorious smile crept onto Hoseoks lips. He leaned in so their noses brushed together. Instead of his mouth, his hand covered her lips. The girl brows furrowed slightly in confusion as she began to open her eyes.

The way the knife tore into the soft tissue of her skin was as fast as lightning and smoother than I would care to admit. I gasped but quickly closed my mouth and hid behind a corner, hot tears welling in my eyes. I peeked back, my heart repeatedly slamming into my chest.

Her eyes and mouth were open wide as she attempted to scream. Hoseoks hands latched on tighter, muffling the noise. He quickly slashed at her jugular as she looked at him pleadingly.Her eyes slowly drained of light as she slumped to the ground, dead.

I couldn’t help but let out a loud sob, making Hoseok to jerk around. I dropped my food and bolted, hearing the sounds of his feet padding after me. I took the shortcuts to my house, running faster than I ever had before.

I unlocked my door, hands shaking badly as I darted inside. I closed the door quickly but quietly and locked it behind me. My hands reached for my phone, dialing 911 but hesitating.

Who would believe that Shin Hoseok was a killer? He would charm his way out of a police investigation or come up with an alibi. He was a genius. Tonight was a mistake on his part. He hadn’t looked around and the both of us were facing the consequences.

I threw my phone across the room, tears streaming down my face as I hiccuped. The scene played in my head like a record, blood splattering onto the ground. I darted to the bathroom, barely making it to the toilet in time for my stomach to spill it’s contents inside the porcelain. I collapsed against the floor, weeping.

I put my hand over my mouth- much like Hoseok did to the girl- and screamed in anguish.

I walked into work, utterly exhausted from my lack of sleep and terrified at the idea of being recognized by the beautiful killer.

I walked briskly through the halls, trying to hurry to my desk where I was safe- well safer at least. A hand grasped my wrist and I jumped, freezing in place. A minute in the office and I was already caught.

I turned around to see Hoseok smiling curiously at me, “Why are you walking so fast?” He questioned, furrowing his brows playfully. Last night flashed behind my eyelids, causing me to flinch.

“I- I have a l-lot of work to do today and I drank lots of coffee so i’m jittery,” I lied, slowly pulling out of his grip. He nodded before smiling blindingly.

“Well have a good day!” I did my best to smile back at him. I muttered back that he should too and scurried away nervously. I was sitting in my cubicle, attempting to calm myself when my boss walked by.

“Are you okay?” He asked, resting a sweaty hand on my shoulder.

“I’m fine.” I gave him a pinched smile in return but he didn’t seem to notice. He gave me a pat on the back.

“I would hate for you to feel sick.” He added, looking sympathetic. I nodded quickly, hoping he could leave so I could bury myself in work. He sauntered to his office and I sighed in relief, slamming my forehead down on the wood of my desk.

I was sitting on the couch, attempting to engross myself in a good book when a knock sounded at the door. I stood up set my book aside before walking to the door and opening it, expecting a friend, instead peering into the dark eyes of Shin Hoseok. My eyes widened with shock but I composed myself, “Hoseok, what are you doing here?” I asked, faking a smile.

“You left your bag at the office and I thought you would need it. I thought I would bring it to you.” He explained kindly.

“Thank you.” I replied, taking my bag back. I moved to close the door but he wedged his foot in so I couldn’t.

“It’s rude not to even offer me coffee after coming all the way over here.” He said, frowning. I hesitantly opened the door and he pushed his way inside. I remained by the door for a minute before closing it reluctantly.

Hoseok was sitting on the couch when I turned around, waiting patiently for his coffee. I forced another smile before walking into the kitchen and beginning to make the coffee. It’s times like this I wish I had cyanide handy to slip into his drink. I knew for a fact that I couldn’t overpower the man or outsmart him. My only option was to feign innocence and hope would leave.

I poured the coffee into a mug and walked back into the living room. Hoseok looked up from his phone and placed it back in his pocket, “Thank you.” he said gratefully. I moved to set down the drink but my shaky hands caused it to spill slightly, the hot liquid stinging my hands.

Hoseok gasped, “Are you okay?” he took my hand in his own and observed it for burn marks. My heart fluttered slightly but I played it off as being nervous. It’s only to be expected while a devilishly handsome serial killer is touching you. I slowly pulled my hand out of his, cradling it slightly.

“It’s okay, it doesn’t hurt that much.” I assured him, sitting down in a chair. Hoseok frowned, taking a sip of his coffee. I licked my lips, hurriedly thinking of an excuse. His eyes followed my tongue, lingering on my lips for a second

“You seem very nervous. Am I scary?” He asked, tilting his head to the side.

“I haven’t had a guy alone with me in my house before. It’s nerve racking.” Hoseok took another sip of coffee. He stood up and circled the chair I was sitting in, pretty fingers trailing across the sides.

“I know that you know.” He whispered into my ear, plush lips brushing against the lobe. I bolted up from the chair and ran to the door but before I could reach it Hoseok slammed me into a wall, pinning my hands above my head, “That was rude.” he chided.

Fearful tears welled in my eyes, “I won’t tell anyone, I swear I won’t!” I promised. The man tsked in disapproval, his lips trailing over my neck and his breath tickling my ear. My breath stuttered at the close proximity.

“I know, Babygirl.” He said, kissing my neck. I held in the urge to moan, closing my eyes and soaking in the pleasure, “It wasn’t even hard to find out it was you. You brought the same bag you wore last night to work this morning and you were acting very suspicious. I decided to search your address and when I did I realized that you lived in the same area I was in last night.”

“I said I won’t tell anyone so just go.” I panted, heat pooling in my stomach. This was wrong- this was so fucking wrong. He licked a stripe on the underside of my my jaw and sucked on the skin just below my ear.

“You like this don’t you, Babygirl? Does being powerless like this turn you on?” Hoseok asked, nipping at my ear.