The second you come into his view, he's on you. Kissing, biting, hands roaming over your body like you're the last person on earth and he's been waiting for 100 years. His attack comes with a soundtrack of desperation, "Need you. Want you babe, need to be inside you. Please, I'm so hard."

He really wastes no time in getting your clothes off, and his own. Your heart will be beating out of your chest trying to keep up with him.

Nothing slows down when he enters you either, if he's been this pent up all day he'll fuck like a rabbit and moan into your mouth until he comes.

Leedo/Geonhak

This man appreciates foreplay. Horny as hell, but he still wants you to worship him a bit first, it just makes the prize at the end all the more sweet.

He'll ask you to strip him slowly, ensuring that every muscle, every curve and line of his body shown enough attention. Whether that be with your hands, your tongue, or your lips is a complete guess. He changes his mind at random.

And as you're working your way down his phenomenally sculpted body, he'll be moaning and groaning and letting our the dirtiest of sighs. With that deep voice of his? Yeah, expect to be very fucking turned on by the time you get to his dick.

Another one where you'll be more pent up than him by the end of it.

Keonhee

Oh Keonhee, Keonhee, Keonhee... poor guy.

He'll try to play it cool, try to go down the Youngjo route of making the thought of fucking him so irresistible that you can't help yourself, but it never plays out that way.

He doesn't have the self control needed for it. After about 10 minutes of trying to make you the needy one, he'll give up and just turn into a whining mess. Not a sexy one either, honestly just the most adorable and endearingly needy man you've ever seen. Crocodile tears, pouting, saying "Pretty please" over and over again until it becomes gibberish, he'll do it all. Epitomises the 🥺 emoji.

Will it work? Sometimes yes, sometimes no. Even when it doesn't work though, you'll make it worth his wait later that night (or when you get home to a very sulky Keonhee)

Hwanwoong

Now, this all depends. Sub or dom Hwanwoong?

I'm feeling sub-Woong vibes today so we'll go with that for now.

If he's feeling submissive then he's going pathetic and pliant and just an absolute dream. He'll text you to say how badly he misses you and wants to feel your hands on him again.

Anything you ask of him, he will be happy to obey and send delicious photos and videos to prove it. Putting on a nice harness or collar? Check. Using the new P-spot vibrator you bought that you can control from anywhere? Check. Edging himself on camera and sending it to you? Check.

If he's really feeling submissive though, expect him to set up his phone somewhere to have a view of the room and send you a private stream link. Truly he's an exhibitionist at heart. Don't be surprised if he handcuffs himself to the bedpost (it may be hard, but not impossible) with the vibe on so that you can watch him come to pieces as if you were right there.

Xion/Dongju

Master manipulator.

He'll settle down next to you on the couch after getting in from practice and start his campaign of conquest. He's been thinking about you damn near all day, much to the annoyance of his hyungs.

He hides how needy he is very well, just resting his hand on your thigh innocently to start with. Biding his time, shifting a little on the couch to hide the bulge in his joggers, he'll start massaging your thigh. Gentle and slow, but steadily growing bolder, moving higher and closer to your centre. Up until now you didn't pay any notice, but looking at him now you notice the need in his eyes and how hard he is.

Lee Seoho was an imaginative soul, so when you told him that you enjoyed some of the kinkier sides of sex he took the Oneus 'vampire monarchs' idea and ran with it. Latched on to the idea of blood play to make your nights more interesting.

On one such night Seoho called you and asked to come over to finally try out this new kind of play with you. Both of you had been talking about it for a while, carefully going through the safety precautions, your own limits and his, everything that you had to go over to make it a success. So you jumped at the chance to try it out.

When he arrived he greeted you and walked straight to the bedroom, carrying a small rucksack. Curious, you followed him through to see what was hiding in that interesting bag of his. He dumped it on the bed and took out a pack of wipes from his pocket, wiping down your bedside cabinet.

He must have noticed you looking bewildered. “Have to make sure everything’s clean, don’t want anything to happen to you!” He then began laying out the contents of the bag: creams, dressings, alcohol, a scalpel. Where he got a scalpel from you have no idea but you didn’t bother questioning it.

After going through important things, safety words, limits and whatnot, Seoho pulled one of the metal chairs through from the kitchen.

"Whenever you're ready... clothes off and take a seat, facing this way." He was still smiling sweetly at you as you removed your clothes, folding them on the bed, and as you sat down in the chair backwards, the skin on the inside of your thighs getting goosebumps from the cool metal. Then his demeanor changed to that of the cold monarch, placing a blindfold over your eyes and tying it tightly behind your head, followed by a heavy rope being tied around your wrists to keep your hands stilled around the back of the chair. You breathed deeply, in through your nose and out through your mouth, to calm yourself as your pulse quickened.

With your sight taken away everything else became more acute. You noticed how quiet the room was, the only sound a slight rustle of fabric presumably from Seoho taking off his shirt and jeans. You were painfully aware of just how cold the chair was and how unyielding the metal was on your body. Under your thighs the metal dug in, it kept your arms pulled around it's back, worst of all the spindles running from the seat to the top of the frame would rub against your clit whenever you tried to move.

Before you could get used to your situation you felt Seoho beside you, his lips against your ear.

"You know what to do to get me to stop." His voice was no more than a sultry whisper, "Ready?" You nodded silently, your throat becoming dry at the thought of the sensations you were going to feel.

He started easy on you. You felt the cold steel of the scalpel rest on top of your thigh then the slightest pressure and... a sudden sharp breath as the blade broke the skin. The cool air in the room nipped at the cut, it was all you could focus on. You tried flexing your hands in their bonds to distract from the stinging on your thigh but, just as it was subsiding, you felt the blade again. A couple of inches down from the first spot, Seoho again dragged the blade across your skin slowly, creating a second horizontal cut on your leg.