#tyunning x reader

SOOBIN

Soobin sighed deeply, putting a hand on your stomach to feel the rise and fall of your belly. He was fucking you against the table in his kitchen in a very slow rhythm, rolling your clit with his middle finger at the same pace. You were clenching the table with your hands and often gasping for breath. He always started slowly and carefully, taking his time to get you nice and wet, he cared about that.

It wasn't the first time his daily questions to make sure you were eating well, or that his great cooking was an invitation to sex. At the counter or at the table, he has always fucked you in the best way possible.

As your cheeks touched for a second, you tried to open your eyes. He was slowly expanding your walls and withdrawing.

Forward and back, forward and back... Your clit was hard from being poked between his fingers.

“Is that good?” His warm breath hit the hollow of your neck and his soft lips brushed against your skin for a second. You sighed, moving your hips a little more towards him, unable to keep your eyes open. Without waiting, you nodded at his question, Soobin's lips touched your temple, then kissed the corner of your eye.

When he pull his hand away from your lips, you realized that he had almost numbed your pussy from stroking it. With his hands on your sides, on the table, he pushed deeper than before and stood in that perfect position with his crotch pressed against your hips.

One of his hands left the table and crept up to your neck and his long warm fingers gently wrapped around your throat. “Watch it.”

He whispered and looked down at your belly with you. As he pulled his hips back and rolled them back to you, he was proud of the way he stirred your insides and made your belly swell slightly.

“Oh...”

“You feel it, don't you?” his thumb stroked your throat slowly, making you feel like he was controlling himself not to squeeze.

You loved how he took care of you.

Now he closed his eyes as his open mouth rested on your shoulder and his movements reached a more pronounced speed.

“You are the most beautiful thing I've ever tasted.”

YEONJUN

Yeonjun's eyes close heavily, his hand in your hair, presses you against his chest and gently rests his chin on the top of your head. “That's it... That's my girl.” murmurs quietly. Listening to your gasps after orgasm is his favorite thing.

He knows how much you love bouncing on his lap. Even more so when you can't wait to get home and ride him in his car. From day one he lets you do whatever you want on his lap.

It makes you tremble to feel his pulse and to know that it's because of you. Your arms around his neck tighten and you nuzzle your face more into his neck.

“Hey, don't hide from me...” he smiles without opening his eyes. “You were so wild just a minute ago.”

It's a phrase that can make you hide even more in his neck and he knows it as he traces a soft path down your spine with his thumb. He likes to feel your smile against the warm skin of his neck. Knowing how to make you smile.

When you can think again, you realize that the car is now hot and muggy. Your arms loosen around his neck, slide down to his shoulders and Yeonjun puts his hands on your legs.

“Let me take it off for you.”

It's like he always knows what you need. As you pull away and let him, the idea that the reason for all this heat could be just him and his damn good attention makes more sense than anything else.

“You're so beautiful.”

He whispers just after he slowly takes off of your shirt. He lays it neatly on the passenger seat for you to put it on later and his hands immediately find your waist.

Your foreheads press softly together, his palms move up and down on your back making you sigh.

“I want to take this off too.” he speaks as two fingers slip under your bra, the depth of his voice warming your stomach. You whisper: “Please.”

He always loves it when you approve like that.

It's exciting to undress you, of course, but the gentleness of his fingertips never changes, slowly reaching for the clasp.

Your eyes closed, breathing heavily. His fingers sliding slowly down your shoulder, removing your bra completely.

He pulls back as far as he can just look at your body and, without taking his eyes off your chest, he drops the bra on your shirt on the passenger seat . His warm hands first just touch your skin, then move up from your waist to your stomach and from there to your breasts, cupping them.

You want to hear the words playing indecisively between his lips, but he bites his lower lip with all those dirty words.

Your eyes meet as his thumbs brush against your nipples for a second, making you shiver.

“Shall we continue?”

BEOMGYU

Beomgyu's warm breath is on your face, his thumb caressing your parted lips as he watches them. “Do you want to try again?” he whispers, so that you can feel his breath on the inside of your lips. It's a crazy feeling that can make you beg to kiss him.

“I...” you start, but when he looks at the honey-soaked stars in your eyes, your breath catches. You know he can kill so many things with his eyes.

The slight smile on his lips tells you he has his answer. He slowly removes his hand from your face and brings it to your waist. “Hold on to my shoulders.”

You listen to him, wrap your arms around his shoulders and one of his hands is holding his cock. The image crushes your stomach, you even feel like you could drip.

“Take it slowly,” After positioning himself at your entrance, he squeezes your hip and watches you take a deep breath. “Slowly...” you rub your wetness on the tip of his cock, squeezing his shoulders. Your thighs tremble a little under his gaze.

He never forces you for anything, he can work wonders with his fingers or his mouth. But when you tell him you want him inside you, how can he resist?

“Just like that...” The way you eagerly want to take him completely and the way your pussy swallows him inch by inch, just like now, can drive him crazy. You are too small in his arms, too small for his cock... “Oh,” your hands slide to the nape of his neck as you sit nicely on his lap. Your hole starts to squeeze him deliciously and you gasp into each other's mouths. “Oh, so good... You feel so good.”

The feeling of fullness disrupts the steadiness of your breathing, but it doesn't prevent a messy kiss.

Beomgyu leans his head against the headboard as he closes his eyes and lets your tongue enter his mouth. One hand grips your thigh tightly, and the other hand is in your hair, giving the kiss the attention it needs.

“Tell me when you want me to move.” a little later his voice sounds deeper as he murmurs against your lips.

“I want to.” you answer him breathlessly.

“Right now? Are you sure?” his hand slides from your soft hair to your cheek.

“I want you to fuck me however you want.”

Your voice can't stop trembling despite the cheekiness of your words, just like your hands. You make him open his mouth slightly and the last of the gentleman in his eyes disappears.

But it feels like he's been waiting for you to say it, as his hand soon grabs your throat and pulls you into a more passionate kiss.

TAEHYUN & KAI

Kai's slender fingers gently slide down over your white socks and rest on your calf. “Have you thought about it?” he asks. There is a tenderness in his eyes that is always there when he looks at you. “Safe word.” he adds. You can feel his calm curiosity. Something sparkles in his eyes, making you squirm in Taehyun's lap. An even more intense feeling makes your stomach ache when he tilts his head and looks at you.

“I,” you begin. Of course you have thought about it. “I trust you.”

They are the very definition of trust for you. They are the safest place in the world and they will always make sure that it is always like that for you.

Kai's lips part an inch or so as he continues to look into your eyes, either waiting for you to continue or not yet knowing what to say.

They probably weren't expecting to hear hear such an answer.

Taehyun's quiet giggle is right next to your ear. He kisses your temple. “Of course.” he murmurs. “But it would be good to have a word, darling.” His palms slide down your shoulders. “Sometimes to stop and sometimes to change things.” His fingertips brush lightly against your neck as he gently gathers your hair and lets it fall down your back. “We should have one, even if you don't think you'll use it.”

His fingers take their time in the locks of your hair. He strokes and combs them. As he does some nights to help you sleep. You are not yet over the period in your relationship when you are timid about things and sometimes of them directly, and this is because there are so many positive emotions. So many emotions that make you sometimes shy and sometimes brave. Probably not being able to fully explain this love is what caused the safe word issue, but it's okay, you just saw both of their eyes when you told them you trusted them.

You're looking there when Kai's hands touch your knees. There is a small smile on his lips. “So you haven't decided on a word?” His thumbs trace circles on your skin. “You trust us that much?” His voice gets a little lower as he leans into your face and you both smile. While yours is more shy, he has a different one. Taehyun's hands settle on your waist, and he smiles as he watches you both.

“So cute.” Kai whispers. "I'm glad." Even as he leans down and presses his lips to yours, he is still smiling a little. It only lasts a few seconds, but it's enough to send a tingle through your body. And it definitely works in tandem with the other warm kiss Taehyun places on your neck.

“So let's decide on one together?” Kai suggests, the tips of your noses still touching. You don't want to keep your eyes open, maybe you want to be kissed some more, but above all you make sure you nod to Kai.

Taehyun places his hands on your thighs, places the next kiss near the nape of your neck. “You can think about the things you love.” He murmurs against your skin. “Your favorites.” He kisses you once more. You can feel him close his eyes. “Your favorite color, your favorite flower, your favorite fruit...”

Kai tucks a lock of hair behind your ear and stares intensely into your half-lidded eyes. If you're going to choose the word from your favorite things, it's best to suggest their names.

You slowly turn your head towards Taehyun. Your noses brush against each other as Kai's hands touch your thighs. One of Taehyun's hands takes its place on your thigh, he always loves the lazy desire in your eyes. His other hand slowly moves up to your throat and wraps gently around it. He pulls you into a slow but very warm kiss.

One of Kai's hands gives a ghostly touch to the thin fabric of your underwear. His other hand moves away from between your legs and touches your stomach, pressing gently. He makes you lean fully against Taehyun's chest. He doesn't take his eyes off the two of you in your messy kiss, index finger runs up and down the fabric.

Taehyun's hand moves to your cheek and continues to dominate the kiss. He makes you tilt your head back a little more and presses his tongue against your mouth. You tremble in Taehyun's lap as Kai presses his finger against your clit at the same time, swallowing a moan.

Now Kai's shadow is closer, you can feel it. His fingers slowly pull your underwear aside. His hot breath hits your cheek, his thumb starts to roll your clit. It takes your breath away, you can't focus on the kiss and it makes Taehyun smile slightly.

“Is that good?” Kai asks as he increases the speed of his fingers a little more. You blink heavily, turning to him for an answer, but there are only ragged breaths. You try to nod your head vaguely, interrupted by Kai pressing your foreheads together. You put your hands on his shoulders. You feel a finger slowly slipping into your slit. It sharpens the sensation, your body losing control more and more. Taehyun grips your trembling thighs and spreads your legs wider.

When you are about to forget all the words on the lap where you sit to think of a safe word, a sweet light comes on in your mind

“Dandelion.”

You say suddenly. It stops Taehyun's lips working on your neck and Kai's on your chin. And then the fingers. The sudden cessation of pleasure creates a strange tingling in your body. The word hangs in the air for a few seconds because they were too engrossed in taking care of you just now.

"Oh." Kai pulls back slightly to look at your face. "I stop then?" he says, raising his eyebrows. "No, no!" you say quickly, your hands squeezing his shoulders. "I just found the word."

Kai's smile shines, grasping your elbows and caressing your skin. He is addicted to the look on your face when he messes with you.

Taehyun's arms wrap around your waist, he tilts his head to look at you. He seems to like the word. “So sweet.”

When his old-fashioned language sometimes shows itself, he puts you and flowers in the same class. He murmurs the flower as he kisses your cheek: “Dandelion.”

thanks for reading✨

please show lots of love and support for yeonjun. let's be there for him before and after he comes back. ♥️

Every day must come to an end. That little bit of happiness you have flickers out like the lightbulb up above. 

Hyuka is off in the other room, not willingly of course, but because Taehyun had asked him to check over the bedroom. Locking the doors and bolting the windows is all a part of the routine. Everyday at dawn and dusk, Taehyun’s paranoia is like a little pest in his head. Whispering scenarios of all the terrible things that could happen if you aren’t tucked safety away in this house and in their arms. 

You think it’s possessive how he controls your life and keeps you contained– like a little plaything that no one else gets to touch. But Taehyun thinks otherwise, all too aware of how much worse it could really be. He calls it security, keeping you under lock and key. Healthy and ‘happy’ without witnessing the horrors of the rest of the world. 

When Kai comes back from double checking all the doors and windows, he’s drawn back to you like a magnet. Forever stuck by your side is where he wants to be. His grip is like a python as he drags you under the silk sheets. His arms wrapped around you, holding you tight to his chest like he does every other night. His touch is like poison as it pumps through your blood. You’re sick of feeling caged up like his pretty little pet. You try to shift away from him, desperate for a bit of space, but it’s useless.

Kai ignores your efforts and kisses along your shoulder. Trying to soothe you to sleep because he knows how much you hate it. Not only do you need to get a full night’s rest, but you need to accept that instead of fighting with him, you should give in to the comfort he’s trying to offer.

The devil dances in your dreams, tormenting you in the only place they can’t protect you. Just thinking about the fact makes Kai’s heart squeeze. Sad at the thought that he’s unable to take all your worries away. But that doesn’t mean he can’t at least try. So he holds you in his warm embrace whether you want it or not. Humming a little lullaby that sends vibrations through your body. 

You can hear the distant sounds of Taehyun in the dark, shutting off the lights and laying down beside you. He pulls the covers up to your chin, keeping your warmth stuck under the sheets. 

Bundled up in the blankets and being sung to sleep, you’re starting to succumb to the night. Sleep starts taking over your bones and breaking down your resolve. And after resisting the urge for far too long, you become a slave to your somnia.

Your dreams are worse than reality. Warped and wicked, they’re full of your worst fears. Blurred visions tear into your brain. Visions of two men ripping you up and taking all the pieces for themselves. 

There’s blood everywhere. Staining your skin and spilling onto the floor. It’s warm and red and you find yourself wondering if it’s yours? You can’t even feel the pain anymore, numbed to nothing. Not even flinching as they betray your body. 

Your clothes are torn to shreds. Fragile flesh exposed for their eyes to wander. You curl in on yourself, trying to cover up all that you can. But no matter how hard you try to hide, these monsters still taunt you.

Phantom images of hands all over you. They graze over your skin then grip you tight; a touch that feels all too real. In your dazed dream, you use all your strength to try and swat away these hands. Breaking free from the feeling of fingers digging into your skin. They leave red marks, burning every inch that they touch. 

In the distance, there’s the sound of crying. You raise your hands to your ears, trying to stop the screeching sound. But when the noise still ceases to stop, you realize it’s coming from your own two lips. So many sounds overwhelm you. It’s everything at once– the screaming, the crying, and sounds of someone calling your name. You just wish it would all stop.

You’re torn from your dream by the two who hold you close. Shooting up from your sleep, you try to tear their hands away– a part of you still stuck in your nightmare. 

You’re trembling in terror with tears falling from your eyes. You turn in on yourself, hugging your stomach tight to soothe the sadness. Self-comfort is familiar. It’s all you’ve ever known in this life; shielding away from the shadows and hiding how you cry between your knees. It’s worked every other time, but now is not like the others. Darkness dances in the moonlight– like shadows, it smothers you. The nightwalker knocks on your chest. Hammering like your heartbeat, begging to be let into your bones. Fear festers under the skin, swimming in your tears and mixing with your blood. It consumes you until you can’t take it anymore.

Taehyun is the first to take in your state of panic. He sits right in front of you, hands on your shoulders and knees knocking against your own. He takes hold of your face, a warm hand holding each cheek. He makes a move to try and lift up your gaze, wondering what demons lay beyond your eyes. He’s never seen you so scared– not when the stalking started, not when their obsession began to grow, not even when they finally took you as their own. And as you stare up into his almond eyes, he suddenly finds himself unaware of what to do.  

You look up at the face of the man before you. A man that usually you couldn’t stand the sight of, but now, you find yourself betrayed by his beauty. Sympathy stains his pale skin like a porcelain doll. His painted expression a pure picture of pain and turmoil. This mask is much different then the one he’s used to wearing. No more stern eyes or apathy, because in this stolen moment, he’s someone he’s not pretending to be. 

It only takes a second before you’re falling into his embrace. Warm arms wrap around you. Cradling you close to his chest. Taehyun’s heart beats in tune to yours, pumping blood at a rapid pace. He thinks he can hear it echo out in the room with how loud it is. An unsteady beat that reverberates off his ribcage.

“Shhh, it’s okay. You’ll be okay.” His gentle tone meets your ears. Voice soaked in sympathy with that rough edge, still addled with the sleep he was so quickly awoken from. 

Kai watches the interaction from his side of the bed. Shivers run along his skin and a chill cradles him close. He can still feel the ghost of your warm embrace, but now all the heat has vanished and he’s left with the sight of your sadness. Despite still being tangled up in the sheets and sweating from the long-sleeve he wears, he couldn’t feel more frozen. Nothing but a cold body without your warmth. Kai can’t imagine himself without you wrapped around him. He’s a clay sculpture, every trait and every feature carved by your hand. You truly mold him into the man he is. And now that your tears are falling and that fire has burnt out, Kai is the emptiest he’s ever been.

He cuts the distance between you and crawls over to where you sit. Ever so carefully, he covers you with his weight. Draping his whole body over you until you’re hidden from all the eyes in the dark. No one else able to see you but the two lovesick boys by your side. 

Hyuka’s weight doesn’t feel heavy like in your dream, but instead it feels like a warm blanket wrapped around your shoulders. His arms wind around your waist, gently easing you into his embrace. He’s soft and slow, scared that if he rushes things too fast then you’ll react with fear. 

Kai does what he does best— cuddling up next to you and clinging to your form. Bodies melting into one another. Kai truly believes you three were molded for each other. He shifts to sink further into you, plush pink lips grazing the nape of your neck. As a sob racks through your body, he moves to kiss away your cries. Calming the raging sea inside of you and turning the tide into a still ocean. 

He kisses each of your moles like they’re stars on your skin. Connecting the dots like constellations. Drawing an imaginary line in the shape of a heart– one is all you need when you three are already so tangled up in each other. One beating heart shared between bodies– and when yours starts to bleed, they’ll always be able to feel the effects. Even for someone like Kai it’s hard to control his emotions. Can’t handle seeing you so hurt– and if you were paying any attention, then you’d notice the trail of tears that stains the back of your shirt. 

Your sobbing has toned down now to quiet sniffling– tears still flowing and sadness still afloat, but much less than before. The initial panic of the dream has drifted away. Where your thoughts were once like muddy water, clouded and easy to sink in, they’re now much more like a steady stream. Your throat doesn’t feel so sticky, the only words you could speak were weak pleas of ‘No, no, no’. Now, when the task of talking doesn’t feel so daunting, you’re able to answer their questions. 

“Was it the same one as always?” Kai asks, voice muffled from where he buries his face in the crook of your neck. 

You do the same as he does. Hiding your face away in Taehyun’s chest, speaking so silently it’s as if the words don’t even exist. You shake your head as you answer him, “It was different this time.” Your voice sounds shallow, mind brought back to the brutal memory. 

Taehyun wants to ask if it was the same faces. Faces of the two men who swore to heal your heart and protect your soul, now turnt to monsters of your imagination. He can’t handle the fact that you hate him in spite of his love for you, so he asks another question, “What made it so different this time?”

“It wasn’t real.” 

This revelation comes as a bit of a shock to the two boys. All your usual nightmares have just been memories that taunt you. Terrors of the waking world and flashbacks from the past, but never new things that are nothing but make-believe. 

“It was so much worse than what’s real.” You double-down on what you said, this time with much more clarity. No longer confused, but confident in your confession. Although that doesn’t make it any easier to admit. The fact that you fear your own mind more than the horrors that have already happened is something you struggle to accept. Hard to face your feelings and say that you feel so safe in their arms. 

The two men sit in silence with your words. Words that imply that rather seek silence in them then face your dreams all alone. That fact must mean that something has changed in you. That nightmare broke your last string of sanity and left you running to them for relief. And they’ll always be there for you to turn to. 

When your crying finally quiets down is when you realize the warmth in your chest. A fire set ablaze in that hollow space in your heart. Melting down your icy exterior and burning all your old emotions. No longer are you resisting their touch. Heavy hands that steady you. Pulling back the blankets and settling you back into bed. 

The faint feeling of Taehyuns breathe at the back of your neck. Barely his own because he leaves no more than a whisper between you. His hands trail up your sides, running up along your waist and resting in your hair. He pushes back the pieces that fall in front of your face, kissing your forehead as he does so. Your head now tucked under his chin. A firm hand at the back of your head keeps you from turning to see the shadows. There’s no need for you to fear them when he holds you so steady. This new feeling is far from the iron cage you’re used to. Now set free and falling into the embrace of a phoenix– wings wrapping around you as a certain warmth burns through your body. 

Even Kai’s timid touch doesn’t feel so constricting. Rather it feels oh so gentle. Hesitant hands hover over your body, he’s taking it slow ever since your admission (It’s not like you said ‘i love you’ but his heart still beats out of his chest. Thumping like a rabbit at the fact that you’re warming up to them).  

Like a lullaby Taehyun speaks softly, “Do you want to try and go back to sleep?” His low voice rumbles through your body.

Kai talks before you get the chance to, “What if she has the same dream again? You know how she can never fall asleep after a nightmare.” His next words are directed at you, “I don’t think I can stand to see you cry again.” Always the one to be persuaded by your tears.

“It’s okay,” You mumble through a yawn. “If it happens again then you’ll be here. Right?”

Taehyun pulls back a bit to look at you. Hearts shine in his eyes at the fact that you’re beginning to trust them, but he can’t help but be hurt that you’re still somewhat unsure of their downright devotion to you. “Of course, baby. How could you think we’d be anywhere else but right with you.”

“M’kay,” your speech is getting slurred, dragged down by exhaustion. Now that the quick rush of adrenaline has faded away and your tears have since stopped, you’re beginning to get sleepy. But before you decide to go back to sleep, you have one more request, “Will you sing for me?”

“Of course,” Kai agrees, voice already softening out into a mere whisper. He starts to hum while Taehyun sings. Their sonnet fills the room. Each note echoes in the air until it’s all that you can focus on. Taehyun’s honey-tone rings in your ears as warmth enters your once cold heart. 

“I want to be your nap so I can dream with you no matter when. As if nothing had happened. On a sunset evening, even in the night when the sky is dark. My heart is full of you.”