Hey can i get a headcanon with jongdae where the reader break up with him out of sudden, they were dating for a very long time
a/n: in this blog we love and write for jongdae. this is in no way an attempt to disrespect him or his beautiful family - please, notice that this is only fictional.
jongdae is very open minded and sympathetic
he always tries to understand the reasons someone had to do what they did
perhaps that's why it killed him when you left
he spent days, maybe weeks trying to figure out when everything went wrong
trying to understand your reasons - if you had any, cause as much as he begged you to tell him why, you never did
jongdae tried to make it work
he tried to talk you into staying, he promised he would get better
at what? he didn't know, he thought your relationship was doing just fine, but at that point he was willing to tell you anything you'd want to hear
but it killed him how you didn't even open your mouth to answer him
it killed him how you just kept repeating "please, let me go"
so he did, he let you slip through his fingers
and now nothing was the same
jongdae wasn't the smiling sunshine he used to be
he went to practice in silence, only talking to his members when needed, and then left in silence too
both junmyeon and jongin tried to talk to him, to make him feel better
gosh, even kyungsoo tried to get his friend back
but they couldn't
they couldn't because jongdae wasn't gone, he was just... lost
if he had an answer on why you left him - you, of all people; the one he loved the most -, then maybe things would be better
maybe jongdae would get the closure he craved so much
but he didn't
you went away and left him in the dark, desperately trying to find some light
but even if he did, jongdae knew it would be hard to get used to it again
he doesn't engage in any kind of toxic behavior
he might go out for drinks with minseok once or twice, but that's it
besides that, he shuts himself from the world
as in, people don't see jongdae walking around anymore
they don't hear jongdae's laugh echoing through the hallways anymore
he feels empty, and at some point it's not even because he doesn't have you anymore
he loves you enough to know that you deserve to be happy, even if it's not with him
but it's because he can't understand why
and that turns into anger after some time
not at you - never at you
jongdae gets angry exactly because he can't hate you
because even though you abandoned him, and he understands now that what you did was an abandonment, he simply can't make himself hate you
so yeah, it takes time for him to heal
time, effort, a lot of self love
you made him a mess when you left
and you'll never know how hard it was for him to clean everything up
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A/N: My first Chen writing to celebrate his birthday :)
You had been waiting outside your building for Chen for nearly 10 minutes. He had promised to meet you here for date night, but you were starting to think you might just give up and go back in. No sooner had thought crossed your mind, someone snuck up beside you and placed a quick kiss on your cheek.
You jumped slightly as you looked round and found Chen grinning at you.
"Where have you been?" you asked, trying to be stern, but failing miserably when you couldn't help but smile back.
"Does it matter? I'm here now," he replied, pulling you in for a proper kiss before you could respond.
"You're lucky you're cute," you told him, squeezing his cheek.
He grabbed your hand away from his face and laced his fingers through yours so you could walk to the restaurant hand-in-hand.
"Honestly, I just took longer getting ready than I'd planned for," he explained as the two off you headed off. "I wanted to make sure I was looking my best for you."
"You always look amazing."
"So do you. Especially right now."
"Thanks, I put a lot of effort in too," you said, doing a little pose and making him laugh.
With your hand still in his, he pulled you close again and bringing your hand to his lips pressing a quick kiss to the back of it.
Summary: Leaving is never easy, but it’s for the best, for me, for you and for us.
Notes: This idea is from months ago but uni being uni :/ Anyway, this is my favorite song from his album. ehe sorry if there is any mistake
Please don’t say things like that
“I think we should take a break” her voice was filling the room that once filled with her and his screaming at the top of their lungs. Jongdae didn’t even move an inch, trying to process everything. She zipped up her luggage which brought Jongdae into the realization that she really is leaving. “Please don’t go” he gripped her wrist as she walked pass by him. “I- I love you so much” tears were already falling down from his face and how she wished to wipe tears away from his beautiful face, the source of her happiness until days like these came. “I love you too but-“ she paused for a little bit, examining his tired and saddened eyes “This isn’t working well for us, for now. I don’t see the point why we should stay together” she couldn’t even reassure him that everything’s going to be ok when she knew that nothing’s ok within their relationship.
My eyes sting from staying up all night long
He sat facing the window in the bedroom they used to share together, darkness and light come and go and yet he didn’t move at all. He cried at night where his loneliness becomes so real almost to the point crying became a habit for him as the tears would go dry the next morning, he took a long break from his job, somehow the reason he got up in the morning suddenly gone, his will to live even gone too. He couldn’t sleep even if he tried too, he tried once only to find her face again but always repeating the same sentence over and over again. Staying up was better than sleeping, he should treat her better and there laid his regret, mistakes, and words.
I’ll throw away my immature, petty pride
Another dinner wasted she thought to herself after he promised to have dinner with her that night, after so many lonely nights and silent cries. It has been more than an hour and he didn’t even bother to text “I’m going to be late” or “You can eat first” none of that. “I’m home,” Jongdae said as he entered the kitchen only to find (Y/N) was throwing all of the 2 hours cooking meals into the trash. “What is that?” Jongdae walked to grabbed a glass of water and saw foods were being thrown away. It rang a bell from him, shit we supposed to eat dinner today he mentally punched himself. “I’m sorry I-“ she cut him off with a bitter laugh “It’s okay just another night of you forgetting stuff that you promised to do with me” she moved to clean up the empty plates. “Work has been stressful, I can’t leave it just like that, you know that it’s a very big pro-“ she immediately stops washing the dishes. “Yes, because you can leave me just like that” anger was already boiling inside of her, her bottled up feelings might burst out soon. “You know that’s not what I mean, baby” he frowned at her. “Oh yes I do, trust me, I fucking do, tell me once where we had a conversation that you didn’t talk about your work or maybe, just maybe ask about my day?” she turned to face him, her eyes were heavily moistured and that’s the breaking point of everything “It’s not that I don’t care about you” he paused “And why are you drifting away from our relationship like this? Why are you being so sensitive?” he continued. “I don’t know, never once I think of that” she tried to hold her tears from flowing like a waterfall “That, I feel like I’m the one who tries to piece our relationship together” the room was filled with her sobs “You don’t even remember that yesterday was supposed to be our anniversary right?” surely she added a fake smile. Guilt rushed over his body “I don’t know why am I still in this relationship after all” she leaned into the kitchen counter, scared that she might pass out. Jongdae wasn’t able to reply anything at her, he was too overwhelmed by everything. That’s when she let out the words he never wants to be spoken between them “I think we should take a break”
How should I comfort you? I still very lacking
Never once a day went by without him texting her, anything just anything. From asking her how is your day or even I’m ready whenever you are ready to talk and never once too she answered him, for her too his name displayed on the screen was already bringing out the pain she carried on those lonely nights. The last text he sends was around 2 am ‘I couldn’t bear losing you even when I know that I’m lacking so many things that you wish me to be. Please, just please guide me and stay by my side’
Just looking at you brings tears to my eyes
A photo where she was sitting on the beach, looking happy and beautiful made him cry again that night, he felt so stupid for every shitty thing that he has done to her where she deserved so much better treatment from him. There was also a picture of them within the bookshelf where they visited his parents and how he missed those warm feelings that radiated from the picture. He couldn’t forget how genuinely happy she was eating his mother’s foods, how the stars brightly shine as much as her eyes, the person he wanted to spend the rest of his life with and yet there he was creating the destruction into their relationship.
And fill the space with words of love I was too awkward to say
The long night melts away any hatred we have
And isn’t that enough? Let me stay by your side
One phone call got him running into the station, he couldn’t let her go just like that.
“I know that I shouldn’t tell you this” Minhee said through the phone, she couldn’t stand the condition that her friend has been in “She wants to move out of the city, she’s probably already in the station now” his heart was beating fast and without any second thought there he was trying to find her train.
He found her from outside the train’s window, looking sad just like him. He got into the train and sat in front of her which made surprise her as Jongdae was still trying to catch his breath. He felt suffocated yet he didn’t know whether it’s because of the running or seeing her face again. Her hand was held by him tightly, they didn’t even bother to say anything to each other, only him stroking her hand softly.
Jongdae's eyes are really the part of him that express the most and it's so lovely to see. He's always so easily caught looking at the people he cares about and the softness in his eyes say so much more than the admittedly interesting shape of his eyebrows or the charming curl of his lips. And Jongdae does tease and laugh and joke readily, this is when you see the deep crinkles next to his eyes while he's lost in his amusement. But when he's simply adoring and admiring and content with the people he cares about, it shows more in that softness in his eyes when they downturn so sweetly at the edges
“Let's go caroling” Jongdae springs on you suddenly as the two of you are lounging in your living room, the T.V playing some show but neither of you actually watching it. You turn to him, eyebrow raised in a silent question. Honestly, you don't give much of a reaction beyond that because you're pretty used to these antics from your boyfriend by now.
“Yes, I'm serious!” Jongdae insists in response to your unspoken words, and you can tell he means it by the way his irises are glimmering with excitement at the prospect of going out into the freezing cold and singing at random strangers. You suppose he's used to that though, with how much he’s performed before. But you, on the other hand, have never done anything of the sort before and frankly, don't sing amazingly either. Especially in comparison to the man next you.
“Babe, I can't sing to save my life. If I go out caroling with you then I'll make people's ears bleed. And then we might get sued. Besides, won't you get recognized? I mean, you're an EXO member for christ's sake. I don't wanna deal with being mobbed by your adoring fans. And, to top it all off, its cold out there! You wanna sacrifice my comfort for some Christmas carols?” You rattle off, even though there's a smile plastered on your lips, because these complaints are half hearted at best. Deep down, you really are fine with giving into Jongdae's whims.
But you like to make him work for what he wants, since it's fun to see him try to combat your arguments. And it shows you if he really, truly wants to do something.
He takes a second to consider what you've said, genuinely thinking over your points and piecing together a response. Its not long before he's turning to you again, clearing his throat as he prepares to speak.
“First off, your singing is lovely and you really shouldn't lie to me like that. Also, it wouldn't even matter if you sounded terrible, because it's all for fun! Secondly, if I get recognized then I owe you a candlelit bath and a massage. Finally, if we go out in the cold then coming back home to our blankets will feel even better and cozier than it does now.” Jongdae responds, a smug grin pulling on his lips because he knows that he's won.
“Alright..” You sigh, with a shake of your head- even though you're still smiling like a lovesick idiot “We can go caroling. But only if we can sing ‘Miracles In December’.”
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I have too many links in my masterlist and they are glitching out. Which means Chen gets his own masterlist.
💓 mature 💙 immature 💜 you’ll wet your pants, but nothing will happen
Chaptered/Series
썸다 (finished)
In the busy world of fashion shows, two wandering souls meet backstage. Not ready to love, yet yearning for it. Not yet lovers, but no longer friends, taking first tentative steps toward their life together.
Fluffy romance, eventual smut.
1화💙 2화💙 3화💙 4화💙 5화💙 6화💙 7화💙 8화💙 9화💙 10화(마지막 화)💓
Monster (ongoing)
It’s a story of lost childhood, of terror, of hopes crushed and beliefs forgotten. It’s a story of hardest choices and impossible decisions.
It’s a story of people that refused to give up.
Blood, genocide, terror, occupation, torture, coldblood killing. All based on Warsaw’s WWII history.
part I💙 part II💙 part III💙 part IV💙 part V💙 part VI💙 part VII💙
+Miscreation💓
God have listened to their prayers, they will live to see another day - but they can’t even wait that long.
At bay (ongoing)
In a futuristic San Fransokyo Kim Jongdae (as Takashi Hamada) makes your life much harder than it should be - with help from Kim Daeul (as Hero Hamada). Seven years before Big Hero 6 movie takes place.
Nerdy talk, unnecessary fights.
part I💙 part II💙 part III💙 part IV💙 part V💙
Arabica and Robusta (ongoing)
Not your usual Coffee Shop!AU.
A.k.a. baristas also deserve love.
Pinning, she is quite oblivious, Jongdae is popular and he knows it. Lots of coffee.
Robusta💙 Espresso💙 Lungo💙 Doppio💙 Breve💙 Cortado💙
Lotto (ongoing)
Injured player comes back to baseball, but he needs a lucky star to help him reclaim his spot.
Will I even continue it?
part I💙 part II💙
Major (ongoing)
As annual joint US-ROKA military exercises are about to begin, major Kim Jongdae realizes that the highest ranked officer in allies’ chain of command is a girl he slept with.
And never talked to again.
Again, will I ever comeback to it?
part I💙 part 2💓
Uptown Girl (finished)
You are an uptown girl living in white bread world, while Jongdae is a downtown man, sure that he is exactly what you are looking for, and he might be quite right.
Heavy accent, changing POVs. I love it, but porn is pretty vanilla.
1/3💙, 2/3💙, 3/3💓
Eidetic
Have you ever wondered how it feels to be able to remember every detail of a scene having seen it only for a brief moment? How it feels to be able to see the picture in your mind as clear as if you were staring at it in this exact moment?
How it feels to walk into your bathroom, not needing to turn on the lights, because you know exactly where is every, even the least important, thing, like that hair pin that has fallen from the sink yesterday and you were too lazy to pick it up.
I can do that. Everything I see is burned into my memory, and I don’t need mnemonic enhancers to recall every word on the page I read in the junior high while waiting for my appointment at the dentists’.
part I💙 part II💙 part III💙 part IV💙
Power
You leave your career as a military tactician/navigator to join a rogue crew and you find yourself accompanying them in their quest for powers, which is more challenging that you’ve ever thought it might be.
Intergalactic quest for powers, a.k.a. fantasy meets sci-fi
1/9💙, 2/9💙, 3/9💙
Oneshots (porn with plot)💓
Absorbing 💓
With just few days to his wedding, Jongdae finds himself unable to contain himself.
Edwardian!AU, Jongdae’s POV.
Hold ‘em 💓
You deal the cards, and Jongdae gambles to win.
Descriptive poker game. Less descriptive sex.
Tide 💓
Lifeguard!au, but you won’t see anyone drowning. Not on Jongdae’s watch!
In which I overestimated Jongdae’s ability to swim, because he has none. Sexy times in jacuzzi (or rather next to it). Summer vacation vibes.
The One 💓
Short story of those three not so-cool guys having a one-sided crush on a girl. Only to find out that one of them did not have a one-side crush at all.
Porn is not really there, you’ll miss it if you squint.
Frost 💙 + pwp 💓
Rise of the Guardians!AU, so Chen as a Jack Frost, and Chanyeol as a little boy who believed in him.
Three quarters of dream, one of reality 💓
3+1: Three times Jongdae dreams of your hand, one time he gets it.
Handjobs.
Trophy Wife 💓
How few ill-advised words changed the course of history.
Angstish porn with plot, Prosecutors&Laywers!AU.
Oneshots (porn without plot)💓
Breath 💓
Explicit description of blowjob. And sex.
23 💓
Counting Jongdae’s beauty marks.
Little Devil 💓
Is Jongdae the little devil or is it the toy under your clothes?
To raise and to shine 💓
Sleepy sex.
Clothes? 💓
Slow morning sex.
Don’t Cha 💓
When you really need Jongdae to just keep talking.
A.k.a. you masturbate to Jongdae’s voice.
Barbell 💓
During a concert in Bangkok fan takes a photo of something Jongdae hasn’t had before - a barbell nipple piercing. Which you might get a little obsessive about.
Handy trick💓
“jongdae watching you as you roll the condom onto him.”
Study date💓
“on a normal study date with jongdae when he suddenly tells you he’s been thinking about fucking you all day.”
Sweat💜
You get turned on by Jongdae’s sweaty skin.
The Good Boy💓
You ask Jongdae to allow you to take care of him and he does.
We all knew it was happening. It was obvious from the start.
Summary: Jongdae has a nipple piercing, and you might or might not be obsessed with it.
You've been actively waiting for it to happen, you messaged him with the passcode to your door months ago. There wasn't enough time for you to meet up, coffees drunk in passing, quick brushes of his lips on your cheek, a ghost of intimacy.
But finally, it's happening. Jongdae katalked you from the airport saying that he is coming straight to your place. The mere thought was exciting. Not only because it was about to be the first time Jongdae set foot in your new apartment, but also because of your desperate need to confirm something.
The characteristic sound of mechanism unlocking the door catches you in the kitchen, where you've been unloading a dishwasher. You leave it open, scurring hurriedly to the entrance, where Jongdae is just closing the door.
He sees you as you come running, and he laughs, allowing his bag to hit the floor, and he opens his arms - and if you've ever seen an invitation, this is one. You go to him, arms immediately reaching for a zipper of his padding coat, and you drag it down.
"Woah!" Jongdae is clearly surprised with the progress, but he reacts immediately, pushing it off his shoulders. "You've really missed me, haven't you?"
You ignore his laughter, and you grab the hem of his jumper hurriedly taking it off. Jongdae helps you with it, allowing the garment to fall to the floor, and he leans in for a kiss, but you dodge, more preoccupied with his clothes. You yank his shirt out of his pants, and you roll it hurriedly up, past his chest, and you groan.
There it is, a simple barbell piercing through his slightly swollen left nipple. Lone, shining, surprising, and arousing piece of jewellery. It's hypnotising, and yet you don't even know why. It took over your mind since you first saw the blurry preview from the concert in Bankok. You spent longer than you are willing to admit zooming in and out, searching for better quality photos, just to make sure that what you saw was real. You prayed for it to be real, and it was. Now you are sure, face to face with the accessory.
You bite the inside of your mouth, raising your hand to touch it, totally oblivious to your surroundings. Jongdae laughs breathily and grabs your hand. Only then you look up to see him, a whine so familiar to his own forming in the back of your throat.
Jongdae is smiling, but you can see the signs of embarrassment on his face, and you don't know why he would be embarrassed. You love it. Simply and surely.
"It's still healing."
That is only explanation you get, but it's a clear one. The swollen tissue is enough of a proof. But it doesn't make it less desirable. You still want to touch it, lick it. You want to feel the smooth metal under your tongue, a counterpoint to Jongdae's hot skin. You want to close your teeth on one of the orbs. You want to drag it, and you want to hear Jongdae hiss, and laugh, and moan. You want it so much that it comes as physical pain.
And you know that for as long as his piercing is visible, you will not be able to focus on anything else. You sigh, but you carefully pull his shirt down.
"You like it?"
Saying "like" would be an understatement. And since he clearly stated that for the time being you wouldn't be able to enjoy that piercing, you really need to change the topic. You wouldn't want to combust.
"Are you hungry? I didn't have time to go grocery shopping, but I made pasta gratin if you want some."
"Sure," shrugs Jongdae, and you turn on your heel going to the kitchen. You realize that only now he starts to take off his shoes.
*
"By the way," Jongdae says suddenly, swallowing the last bite from his plate," how did you know?"
You don't need him to specify what he is talking about. It's clear enough, and it makes your eyes fall down to where his piercing is hidden under his shirt.
"I saw a picture."
"What picture?" He seems confused, and you want to laugh. It couldn't be any more obvious.
"From your concert? Someone took a photo of you from your side and barbell reflected the light, and well... Every single one your fans was pretty flustered, to say the least."
"Oh god." Jongdae seems mortified, and you laugh.
"Why did you even do it?"
"Spur of a moment I guess?" You laugh and Jongdae smiles, head dropping. "Anyway, it's pretty fresh, so I will still need about 4 months before I will allow you to touch it."
*
Four months. It seemed like a life sentence. It discouraged you so much that you didn't sleep with Jongdae that night. Had you known how busy would those months be, you would have probably swallowed your disgruntlement and enjoyed your time with Jongdae while you still had it.
When Jongdae had time, you had exams, and when you were free he flew out of the country. It was maddening - how you missed each other. It was enough of a burden, that you've forgotten about the piercing, you only wished for Jongdae to finally have time for you.
And the time finally comes. It's sudden and unexpected, the sound of passcode being accepted by the machine. You jump to your feet, and you reach the entrance when Jongdae kicks his shoes off.
"Hi." You say, throat constricted. It's so weird, you haven't seen him for such a long time. He flashes you a smile, and without a thread of hesitancy or shame he takes off his shirt.
You gasp. Even from afar you can see that the tissue is no longer swollen, and it just looks normal, except for the silver bar going through it. The need to touch is overwhelming.
"That is unfair. And unnecessary." You whine, and Jongdae shrugs.
"I wanted to see your face when you see it." He is smug, and you both hate it and love it. Especially when he walks to you half naked like that. You shake your head, but you don’t move from your spot. He stops just in front of you, cocks his hip, and you can’t stand how flirtatious he is. That and his piercing are just too much.
His finger hooks into the loophole in the front of your jeans, and he brings you closer with it. You rest your hands on his naked shoulder, and you really missed the feel of his skin under your fingers. His eyes are hawk-like, focused on your face, and you can feel your scalp tingling. His eyebrows jump up just before he kisses you.
You keen, it’s been so long, but his lips are familiar, and firm, and warm, and his tongue is as playful as ever. He breaks the kiss as abruptly as he started.
“You know you can touch?” He says, and he sounds so playful. You look him in the eyes, and he just wiggles his eyebrows, before his head is ducking, and he kisses your neck. His hands move to your back, fingers dipping under your shirt. It makes you warm, but no more than the realization that you can finally touch it.
Jongdae’s lips are on your neck, and yet you can’t focus on that as you drag your hand down his torso till you reach the barbell. You push his nipple up with your thumb, feeling unfamiliar hardness under your fingertip. Jongdae exhales through his nose, and the exhaust tickles your skin, raising little hairs on your nape. Experimentally you grab the little orb with points of your nails and you slowly drag it to the side, till the other sphere pushes against his nipple. It’s getting harder and more wrinkles appear - and you can see how it changes, and it’s arousing.
And it awakes something primal in you, and it shows when you squeeze the nipple between your thumb and forefinger making Jongdae hiss. He bites down on your neck in retaliation and your knees go weak. Your hand that is still on his shoulder travels down onto his back so you can use Jongdae as your pillar, and you roll your hips against him.
Jongdae kisses your shoulder and he starts walking you backwards, till your ass hits the backrest of a couch, and you allow yourself to fall down on it, legs kicking high, as you topple the backrest, and you make sure that Jongdae falls with you.
He comes willingly, although his weight punches the air out of your lungs. He laughs, albeit breathlessly, and his impatient fingers make a quick work of your shirt and bra. You are not helping, attacking his already quite abused nipple at every possible occasion. If your hands are free and your eyes aren’t obstructed, you are preoccupied with said piercing. It makes Jongdae flustered. You see both arousal and exasperation in his eyes, as he tries to take off your pants, while you try to get your lips around his areola.
Finally, he grasps your head in his hands and he tips it up, and he kisses you. The kiss is deep, as he tries to convey his frustration and it’s passionate, and finally, your mind is blank except for his lips on yours, and his tongue against yours.
“Let’s get naked.” He whispers against your lips, fingers pushing your hair off your face. “And then go play, but for the love of god, I need you.”
The urgency sends a shiver down your spine, but it’s the promise that gets you going. You even stand up to take off your clothes, so it’s quicker, and excited Jongdae races you – he is a split of a second quicker, which allows you to push him on the couch, and you climb on him, having already been wet and ready for a long time now, and you simply grab his dick, and you sink down on it. Jongdae’s moan echoes your own, and his eyes are fully blown, when you can focus enough to look at his face. He is looking down, even scooting on the couch so he can see where his cock disappears into you.
It’s hot, but you always preferred when he looked at your face, so you twist his pierced nipple and you are rewarded with loud hiss – but before he can get his revenge, or tell you off – you are diving down, your lips finally closing around the areola and you soothe it with your tongue. You love the combination of the saltiness of his skin and distinctive, metallic taste of the barbell. Jongdae grabs a handful of your hair, but instead of yanking it, he uses his short fingernails to scratch your scalp. He is humming something, but you know him well enough to understand that it his equivalent of heavy breathing.
Suddenly he spanks you. The angle is weird, and the slap quite painful, but more importantly, it’s surprising. You snap your head back, teeth scraping the nipple, and you both hiss.
“How about moving, eh?” He says, and you are at loss for words at how pushy that is. Your immediate reaction is to that is to cramp around him and to flick at his nipple. He half-groans, half-moans, and he surges forward to kiss you. There is an attitude in that kiss, his teeth sinking into your lip, but you can’t say that you don’t love it.
You do.
A lot.
“You shouldn’t have done it if you wanted me to stay focused.” You rasp, when you are finally allowed to catch a break, with Jongdae’s forehead against yours. He is kneading your buttock, with another hand steady on your hip.
“But I think I like how hot it gets you.” He says, voice breathy, and you flick your forefinger against his nipple once more. There is a slight tick in his eye, and you realize how far on the edge he is.
So you finally go up, which is greeted with a loud and heartfelt curse, which is repeated the moment you slam down. You quickly find your rhythm, quick and punishing, and soon enough Jongdae’s mouth falls open, with his eyes focused on your face. It’s hot, and the exertion makes you hot, so you grab your hair, to allow air to soothe your nape. You focus on your ride, doing your best to bring both of you over the edge, even when your thighs start to tremble, muscles too wind up to stretch. Your knees are chaffing on the couch, and your eyes keep falling to his nipple, but you can’t spare a hand to grab it.
And you want it so much.
Your movements halt when Jongdae pushes his thumb against your clitoris. Your abdomen hollows and you suck air into your lungs loudly, falling forward. The spike of pleasure is startling but welcomed, and you use one of your hands to hold yourself up, fingers splayed on his chest. Your thumb is finally close enough to his piercing – you don’t think about it, you just push it, and immediately Jongdae mimics the pressure on your clitoris. Once again it makes you lose your pace.
You exhale heavily, nosing his cheek, as you try to get yourself together. Jongdae’s nails are scraping the skin of your arse, but his thumb on your clitoris is still. You understand the implications, even if your mind is clouded with arousal.
Also, the knowledge that in the end he enjoys getting his nipple abused is very valuable. You let your hair fall down, knowing that you can’t really cool yourself down anymore, and you rest it against his shoulder, so you have leverage, and you start moving again.
Jongdae is waiting, chest heaving under your hand, his eyes drilling holes into your face, and you love how attentive he is – even though he is simply waiting for you to do what he wants you to do.
So you push your thumb against his nipple, and immediately there is pressure on your clitoris.
The finish is hectic, as you try to go as hard as you can, while not ceasing your assault on his areola. You sense the moment when he is about to come, and you stop, diving down, allowing yourself to close your teeth on the very tip of his nipple. The groan you get is animalistic, and that mixed with harsh pressure on your clitoris and the feeling of him coming inside you finally brings you over.
It’s a relief, actually. Both of you want a little abusive, and even if you thoroughly enjoyed it, it was a surprising thing to note. How animalistic, how primal that stupid piercing made you.
You fall to the side, ignoring the lewd sound of his spent dick leaving your body. The room is finally silent, except for your heavy breathing until Jongdae starts to laugh.
“You know after I did it… I thought it was stupid and I thought of taking it out? I only wanted to finish the concerts so it wouldn’t become a problem, but then you were so obsessively focused on it, that I thought: why not keeping for a while, to see how it will turn out, but damn, if it’s always going to be this hot, then that was probably the best investment I ever had.” There is so much wonder in his voice, that you laugh, feeling both stupid and appreciated.
You move your head so you can glance at him, and he is looking at you from where he is sitting, with this warm glow in his eyes, and upon seeing you look at him, he smiles once more and bends down to kiss your thigh.
But you can only see the silver barbell weighting his swollen nipple down.
The request was anonymous, so I can’t tag the person who asked.
Summary of the prompt: Intergalactic quest for powers, a.k.a. fantasy meets sci-fi.
I liked it, so I decided to make it... Longer. Or rather, it’s my excuse to finally write an intergalactic saga, because I love sci-fi, and I wanted to do that for months, but I couldn’t justify it.
Part 2
“You are all nuts, you stupid fucks!”
The roar of engine drowned all the sounds – so the outrage didn’t reach intended recipients. The steps and excited shouts were also inaudible over the ruckus. Metal plates were shaking and protesting under your feet as you ran, seeing only backs of those running in front of you. You could smell dust and oil, and the engine's exhaust.
"Head down!" You were not sure if you heard that, or if you read shouter's lips, but you ducked. You value your life more than your grudge against that guy. You only heard a whirl of plasma when it flew over you.
An explosion shook the ground, and you tripped, falling on the metal floor. Its uneven surface hurt your hands when you tried to protect your face. Piercing pain exploded in your side and your vision turned blurry.
Suddenly everything disappeared. You could no longer hear the roar of the engines, no longer could you hear plasma whirling. The only thing you sensed clearly was cold fingers around your wrist. The moment they let go of you, you fell on the floor - the same type of floor, but away from the danger. You knew that because you could hear plasma behind you, and you rolled onto your back to see what is happening.
Another RF-05 was there, standing among the ruins. Debris from other machines obstructed its movements, but it didn't matter when its flamethrowers were still intact. You were going to kill them all if you make it out alive.
You saw Jongin disappearing, only for him to reappear again near the machine, with his gun already raised before Kyungsoo grabbed your arm to yank you to your feet. Once more your vision wet white, but you gritted your teeth and ignored it. Sehun was right behind you when you ran further into the ship. It was not that big of a vessel, but it was big enough for your breath to become laboured by the time you reached the bridge. You tried to sit behind your console when the ship shook as another explosion ripped through it, pushing you to your knees. Sehun went tumbling as well, and you could only imagine how pissed Kyungsoo must be in the machine room.
You used your chair to stand up, immediately strapping yourself in. Your side was radiating pain, but you had more important things at hand. Sehun managed to take a seat as well, and he connected his com to the steering port. You did the same with the navigation - because that was your job. You could have performed it way better if they tried to listen to you at least once in a while.
You were military trained tactician-slash-navigator. You knew everything there was to know about four-dimension hyper-space navigation. You could have waltzed your way into the hemisphere of this god-forgotten planet - so unimportant that it only got a tactical number and not a name, without a single scratch on the cover.
But, of course, they knew better.
The screen lit up, and you entered go-no-go coordinates, as Sehun called Kyungsoo.
"Dude, ready yet?" It's been months and you still found it hard to swallow. That was not the way you've been taught to communicate aboard a ship.
You could see on your sensors sudden spike in energy levels just outside of the vessel.
"Was that Jongdae?" You asked, not expecting an answer. You knew it's Jongdae. You were so going to kill them all.
"Dude, how about moving your ass a little quicker? Don't you see we are in an emergency?" As if to confirm Sehun's words another explosion shook the ship. You were so going to kill them.
"Stop bothering Kyungsoo if you don't want to end up with a wrench up your ass." You are not sure if newly arrived Junmyeon was warning or threatening him, but Sehun didn't answer - only his shoulders showed the tension in his body.
"Engines are green. I am ready to pull up the force fields," you reported, and Sehun grunted his agreement. Your console showed another spike of electricity outside the ship, and it was way too close for your liking. It could fry your systems in the blink of an eye.
"Get those stupid shits out of there!" you growl, mindless of the fact that you were speaking to the captain of the ship. It's not like they cared, anyway. Junmyeon turned on his com and started speaking, as Kyungsoo voice appeared in your own.
"The third engine is wonky, but if we circle power through the fourth one, we shouldn't have problems."
"Unless Jongdae fries it," you murmured, and you sent the copy of the coordinates to Sehun's panel.
"Unless Jongdae fries it," agreed Kyungsoo, and you could hear the humour in his voice. "But then we will get him to bridge the circuit with his own body."
"The only downside is that he would survive it." Another spike appeared on your screen, and you groaned, seeing how close it was to the third engine. Of course, it was wonky when those idiots played around with RF-05 just outside of its circuit. There was a much less significant spark of electricity on the bridge, and you looked behind your shoulder to see Jongin disappearing, leaving behind slightly dishevelled looking Minseok. You could see the smoke coming from one of his sleeves, and you didn't understand why he was allowed on the bridge looking like that. He was a fire hazard. But no one said anything when he sat down in his chair, taking ship's defence system into his reign.
"Or we could put Baekhyun to do it. He won't survive." You smiled under your nose, thankful for Kyungsoo’s the joke in this stressful situation.
"How are we on fuel cells?" you ask instead of answering.
"Enough to get us out of here." Another minimal shift of the electricity inside the vessel and Jongin appeared holding Chanyeol. He shot Junmyeon slightly mad stare.
"It's about to burst," he said and disappears, and, man, you hated when he did that. But the message he conveyed was horrifying. You have already seen one RF-05 explode, and really you didn't want to see that happen again. Especially so close to the ship that still didn't have its force fields up.
"Sehun, move that old lady!" called Junmyeon, and you tried to ignore how corny that sounds when your fingers danced on the keyboard to ensure that all the protocols were ready. There was no exchange of orders and nearly no communication. It was not military. Sehun got the command, right, but he was going to fulfil it as he pleased, and you could only do your best to keep up.
Hoping that Jongin would be fast enough to bring Baekhyun and Jongdae back.
You monitored the systems as Sehun started the ship.
"Strap yourself in, Kyungsoo." You warned quietly knowing how shitty of a pilot Sehun was. Nothing could be done about that anyway. Pain in your side surged as the vessel started vibrating.
There was one spark of electricity, and you looked around despite yourself, and you saw Jongdae laying on his back laughing madly with his shield at his side.
You turned around once again, finally able to focus on your stats with Jongdae safe inside the ship. You were accelerating away from the surface, and you monitored the distance making sure it would be enough for Jongin to come back. You needed one more spark of electricity inside the ship.
Which came just as an explosion shook the planet - you could see how it shook it, moving it slightly off its axis. Shockwave shook the ship. It was definitely not a time for you to relax - you didn't know how the fluctuation of the force would change the gravity around you, and you still had to break through the orbit without burning the whole ship down.
You checked your coordinates once more, even if you knew that mathematically they are correct. And if maths was right, then everything would be.
Sehun's approach angle was correct, and he was keeping the line straight, which was unusual for him. The third engine was still wonky, but the circuit was stable, and it appeared to be enough to break free.
"I am raising the fields," you announced, knowing that no one needed you to do that. You were expected to act, not talk.
Sehun grunted something in answer, and for the first time since he started the ship, his hands grabbed the steering pad. The tip of his tongue was visible as he focused on bringing you safely through.
You held your breath when you hit the last barrier, the force pushing you into your chair, but as soon as it started – it was over. You were outside of the planet's gravitation force.
And you were happy to be leaving Planet 0506 behind you.
Sehun put on the autopilot, and you reentered new coordinates. You checked the panels, more as an afterthought, and then you turned around.
Time to rip those stupid shits apart.
Junmyeon was sitting in the captain's chair, Chanyeol was on the side, buried in his code, Minseok changed defence system's panel into a simulation, and Jongdae and Jongin were sitting on the floor, resting against the wall.
"... where is Baekhyun?" you asked, and Jongdae burst into laughter. You were not sure if it was a sign of madness. "Jongin? Where is Baekhyun?"
"He wasn't there," shrugs Jongin, and you could feel how blood drowned from your face.
"What do you mean he wasn't there?!" you hit the belt's buckle on your chest, and you stood up already furious. It irritated your side, but you ignored it once again. " How could he disappear?"
"Wait, wait, it's ok, nothing happened..." Jongdae stood up as well, raising his hands as if to soothe you. It only irked you more.
"You left him on that fuck-up planet!" you howled, feeling how the vessel vibrates under your feet.
"Yeah, but we will come back for him," mused Chanyeol. "It's not like he can escape from there."
"Have you all gone mad?! Haven't you seen the RF-05's explosion?! The planet moved out of its axis, can you imagine what the weather is going to be like?! Typhoons, tsunamis, volcano's eruptions!" Chanyeol and Junmyeon exchanged worried glances. "And just last week you left Yixing on 1485!"
"And we are now coming for him," said Junmyeon stoically, and you hated them all.
"What is wrong with you all?" You asked weakly. No one answered, so you shook your head and left the bridge.
