Feybin - Skz Trash

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♱ ━━━ 2023 HALLOWEEN SPECIAL

♱ ━━━ PAIRING: OT8 X READER ♱ ━━━ GENRE: FANTASY AU, VAMPIRE!SKZ, PRINCESS! READER, SMUT, ANGST, FLUFF ♱ ━━━ GENERAL CW: BITING, BLOOD, HARD DOM!SKZ, FREE USE (maybe), BONDAGE, PET NAMES, MENTIONS OF MISTREATMENT TOWARDS WOMEN (NOT FROM SKZ), CORRUPTION KINK ♱ ━━━SYNOPSIS: Far from the innocent princess of the king people thought she was. Ever loyal to her father, keeping the secrets of his adultery and anything else he did within the walls of the castle a secret. Essentially ruling the Kingdom already since he couldn’t keep it together. Until history and debt comes back to haunt him, offering yourself to save the bastard— maybe it was more of an escape for yourself? To give up control and act on desire alone

♱ ━━━ PROLOGUE

♱ ━━━ ONE

♱ ━━━ TWO

♱ ━━━ THREE

♱ ━━━ THREE . FIVE

♱ ━━━ FOUR

♱ ━━━ FIVE

♱ ━━━ SIX

♱ ━━━ SEVEN

♱ ━━━ EIGHT

♱ ━━━ NINE

♱ ━━━ TEN

♱ ━━━ ELEVEN

♱ ━━━ EPILOGUE

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Animals Without Direction

Chapter Thirty-Three: Stay Here

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TW: This scene plays on power dynamics/shows of power/shows of dominance in very rough ways. Hard Dom!Changbin ahead! Can be perceived as a bit of dub-con, but I did my best to keep it minor.

Sweat is pouring down your back as if a bucket of water was dumped over your head. The way your chest is heaving with pants, one would think you were stabbed. Every single intake of air feels like you’re inhaling pins and needles.

The sun is setting behind the hills, bathing the world in an orange light. Not that you were allowing yourself to take in the scenery.

At this moment, your primary focus is not kissing the dirt despite how much your knees threaten to buckle.

Your boots are making harsh contact with the dirt as you run your laps commanded by Changbin. You can’t even feel the impact on your feet anymore, they’ve gone numb. Thirty was absolutely insane but you’ll be damned if you give out before hitting that number. 

And then he wants you to come to his office? 

The anger within you is so red-hot you’re sure that the next time you see his face, you’ll want to throw a sharp right hook right into his jaw. Maybe you’ll throw another one in there, just to really drive your point home.

Thirty laps.

Does he not remember your experience with twenty?

You can feel the gaze of the other soldiers as you run around the fort. Their sympathetic stares do nothing to quell your anger. In fact, you’re sure that your anger is the only thing keeping your legs moving. 

You’re operating off of spite and spite alone.  

The last lap comes as quickly as spring after a harsh winter. 

When you come back into the fort, you take three wobbly steps in through the gate and then drop down to one knee. Your wheezes echo through the stone and everyone seems to watch you out of the corner of their eyes. 

The inside of your mouth is so dry you’re sure your tongue is fossilized at this point. 

It’s like your heart won’t calm down. Your fingertips feel numb as you reach up and wipe the sweat out of your eyes. It’s dripping through your hair like you just bathed. 

The anger within you bubbles and bubbles more. You stand up from the ground with shaky knees and roll your shoulders back. 

Even though you’re still panting, you walk into the fort, steam practically shooting from your ears. If he wants to see you after your laps, he’ll see you, alright. 

The walk to his office is quick, you’re on a warpath. If any soldiers walk by you in the halls, they give you a wide berth.

When you come across Changbin’s office, you don’t even knock, you roughly and sharply push the door open and step inside. 

He jumps slightly from his seat behind the desk, obviously not expecting you to burst in like that. As soon as his gaze levels on you, his eyes harden. The color behind them darkens as if he remembers his own anger.  

“Done?” he asks in a low voice. You recognize that voice, he only uses it when he’s talking down to someone. 

You don’t even answer him, you just stare. Stepping inside the office, you shut the door behind you. More like you slam the door shut behind you. 

“Are you also finished disregarding orders?” he growls. 

You tongue your cheek and stand there, unwavering. The thick layer of sweat on your body creates a sheen over your skin that flickers with the candles along the stone walls. 

Changbin’s eyebrow twitches at your silence, he leans back in his chair and crosses his arms. 

“This silent treatment of yours is completely disrespectful.”

“Nay, disrespectful is getting in my face in front of the entire army.” Your voice is low and hoarse from the dehydration.

The commander’s face curls into an even angrier one. His already pout-set lips thin out into a frustrated line.

“You think my actions were disrespectful?” He stands up slowly from his seat behind the desk. “You challenged my authority in front of everyone. In front of my soldiers.”

“Your orders were wrong,” you demand in a growl-like tone.

His face twitches again. “I know exactly what I am talking about, mercenary. I have more experience than you.”

Deep within your chest, you feel your heart clench with molten swirls of fury that rocket around your body. Those laps around the fort did nothing but fuel the coals that burn like fire.

More experience? More experience?

You have had a sword in your hand before you knew anything else. You shot squirrels out of trees with your father before you learned the constellations in the night sky.

More experience?

Changbin watches your face contort and twist into a seething rage. His jaw clenches.

The two of you are so stubborn, you might as well have locked two dragons in a room together. 

“You do not,” you growl. “I respect a majority of your orders, Changbin, but I also know when you are just spouting nonsense for appearance’s sake.”

His fists clench at his sides. “Where is this insolence coming from?”

“Would you rather me let you give wrong instructions willingly? Who do I not just cut to the chase and offer my neck for an ax now? Should I follow your orders and allow my head to roll in the dirt?”

All of your words come through your teeth like hisses. 

You haven’t felt rage like this in so long. It’s the kind of anger that grips your heart and makes your very soul shake. The type of anger that makes you feel as though you could physically rip the stones from the walls and launch them across a field.

You take slow, steady steps towards his desk despite how utterly exhausted your legs are. Changbin’s dangerous eyes track you like prey. The muscles in his arms tense and release as his fists open and close.

He’s holding back the torrent of his rage. But this will not stop you from poking the bear.

The anger in the room is starting to become suffocating.

“I do not bend to ignorant orders.”

His teeth bare in a snarl. “Obviously, thirty laps did nothing to discipline you.”

“Order me to do a hundred and I will come back and repeat how nonsensical your instructions were. Tell me to wash the floors and I will write it within the muck that litters the stones of these walls. Do your worst, it will not sway me.”

Changbin slams his fist down on the wooden desk in front of him. You do not even bat an eye.

So he’s turned to this.

“Oh, come off it,” you balk, unafraid of the power he’s displaying.

The commander slowly comes around the side of his desk, his dangerous eyes stay locked on yours. All of his bulging muscles were tense, the veins popping in his forearms.

“You will not speak to your commanding officer this way.”

“I am a member of the court, same as you.”

“You are a soldier in my army.”

“Why do you pull rank only when met with defiance?”

He stops directly in front of you, the two of you practically standing nose to nose. He could probably still see the sweat dripping off your brow.

Changbin says nothing. You can’t tell if it’s because he’s at a loss for words or he’s trying to curb the awful things screaming in his brain.

“What is the matter, commander ? Are you ready to admit that you were wrong?”

Before you can even think, his large hand comes up and grabs a fistful of your still sweat-soaked hair. He yanks your head back.

An involuntary gasp comes from your lips as you’re forced to look at the ceiling. Your hand flies up to grab at his. No matter how hard you pull at his fingers, it does nothing to loosen the grasp he has on you.

His face comes close to yours and he speaks through gritted teeth. “You need to learn some fucking respect, mercenary.”

“Rot in the Void, Changbin.” You wince when he pulls your hair even harder.

Changbin’s other hand comes up and grabs your throat in a bruising grip, immediately cutting off your oxygen supply.

“You want to try that again, little girl?” he hisses. 

Tiny gasps choke out of your mouth, your eyes squinting shut in pain as you gape for air. His large hand covers the expanse of your entire throat, squeezing entirely too easy. As if you were nothing more than a stuffed doll.

The lack of oxygen has an effect on your body immediately, you can feel tingling in the tips of your fingers.

He turns the two of you and pins your hips against the desk. Your entire body is trapped by his larger one. The wooden edge of the desk digs into your lower back.

Desperately, you reach up and claw at the hand squeezing your windpipe. Your nails dig into his skin but his grip only tightens.

Weakly, you crack open an eye and look at your commander. He’s staring down at you with his lips pulled in a sneer, his dark eyes trained on your face carefully.

“Ready to try again?” he growls.

Your eye twitches and your anger resurfaces, masking the need for air.

The fist that was previously clenched at your side quickly comes up in a hooked punch aimed at Changbin’s jaw. He’s faster than you, though. Just as your fist was about to land on its target, he releases your throat and grabs your hand– completely stopping your punch.

His eyes narrow even more, the corner of his lips twitch in an almost evil smirk. Was he just waiting for you to try something?

“Oh,” he chuckles darkly. “You want to play that game.”

Keeping his grip on your fist, Changbin spins you around and bends you over his desk with your arm pinned behind your back. The wood slams against the side of your face as his hand that’s twisted in your hair keeps you down.

“Is this what I have to do, Y/N?” He leans over your body, putting his mouth right next to your ear. Changbin’s entire body molds against yours, his hips dig into your ass and his chest presses down on your back as much as he could with your hand in the way.

“Get the fuck off me, Changbin!” You sneer and fight against his hold. The hand in your hair tightens even more and he pulls your head back to come closer to his mouth. “Go assert dominance over someone who actually gives a shit!”

“I am so sick and tired of that fucking mouth.”

His hand reaches over to a stray rag that was on the desk, balling it up in his hand before shoving it into your mouth. You try as hard as you can to fight against it, but you’re gagged and completely at his mercy.

Your voice is muffled from the rag, every noise and scream of rebuttal is caught in the fabric. WIth a furrowed brow, you strain your muscles to attempt to escape his hold, but those laps left you so exhausted.

But, if you’re being honest with yourself, you wouldn’t be able to struggle out of his hold even if you were at your peak performance. You might as well be shackled to a brick wall. 

The warmth from his body cages you down to the desk.

He yanks your head to the side a bit, baring your neck. A strangled cry leaves your throat.

“Blissful silence at last,” he sneers. “What will it take for you to show me the respect I deserve, Y/N? Do I have to fuck it into you, huh?”

As angry as you are, you can’t deny the thrill that shoots down your spine. If your legs weren’t already shaking, they would be beginning to tremble. 

Instead, you grunt into the rag and squirm against his iron-clad grip even more.

Your body seems to be your worst enemy at the moment. No matter how hard you fight against it, it feels like your entire body is being pulled into the rip currents of lust. 

“I think you are too spoiled nowadays, mercenary.” He snarls in your ear. “You have the entire court at your beck and call, including our jarl. All this power has gone to that big head of yours.”

He’s starting to sound like Minho used to. And it wasn’t until recently when Minho alluded to the real reason behind all of those venomous words.

Gods, really?

Jealousy. It’s jealousy. 

All that time you spent with Jeongin is coming to bite you in the ass. The morning that the two of you spent between the sheets while the squire made a pitstop in your bed instead of meeting with Changbin must have done you in.

That’s hardly your fault, though, is it? Jeongin is the one that kept him waiting, not you. Perhaps he should be pinning him down to the top of his desk with a rag in his mouth. Perhaps it’s Jeongin’s ass Changbin’s hips should be pressed flush against.

But, by The Six, would you really want to switch places with him given the chance? 

Changbin’s mouth comes down closer to your neck, his lips hovering over the still clammy skin, his hand tightens in your hair.

No, no you would not switch places. You decidedly would not. 

He shuffles behind you, you can hear the distinct clink of his belt unbuckling and the leather sliding out of his trousers. 

He releases your hair to grab your other hand, wrestling it behind your back to join the other one. His belt is tied and fastened around both of your wrists. Your hands ball into fists and you try with all your might to yank them apart, but it's to no avail.

Behind you, Changbin chuckles darkly, his one large hand splays over your back, pressing you down to the desk. You turn your head to glare behind you.

The look on his face is predatory and animalistic; the lopsided smirk stretched over his cheeks makes your heart stutter for a second. 

A muffled moan is swallowed by the fabric stuffed in your mouth, Changbin’s eyes snap to yours with furrowed brows.

It’s just a split second, but you see him scan your face for any sign that you don’t want him to be doing this. He reads you so quickly and sees that you’re not fighting for the sake of the argument anymore.

You’re fighting back to be a brat.

The original argument can wait to be discussed, this is entirely different now. 

His expression flips back to the dominant one. 

“That mouth still wants to talk back, hm?” He reaches down and grabs a fist ful of your hair with one hand and then your bound wrists with the other. He pulls you up and spins you around once more. 

His boot comes behind you and kicks out your knees, forcing you to buckle down onto the floor. Your knees hit the stone with a rough slam, making you wince a bit.

You’re forced to look up into Changbin’s eyes.

“Let’s put that mouth to good use.”

He pushes down his trousers with one hand, pulling his thick cock out. Your eyes widen and you feel your cunt clench around thin air. 

By The Six…

He is girthy . Thick veins running up to a flushed, angry, weeping head. 

Your jaw clenches and you feel your mouth begin to water. 

The rag is yanked out and as you take a deep gulp of air, Changbin pulls your face closer, shoving his cock right into your empty mouth. 

Your jaw stretches to accommodate his thickness, the velvetines of his skin slides right over your tongue. Unconsciously, your eyes close as you concentrate on not gagging when his tip hits the back of your throat. 

“ Fuuuuck… ” Changbin moans from above you.

He doesn’t give you any time to adjust, he fists your hair and begins to ruthlessly fuck your mouth just like you were some toy for him to use. With every single thrust, you can feel his frustration hitting you.

All of the fight has left your body– all you can feel is a submissive headspace slowly fogging your mind. Your need to fight back is being replaced by a need to please. 

You relax your jaw and allow Changbin to fuck himself deeper down your throat.

“O-Oh, fuck , Y/N.. Look at you being a good girl,” he grits out between his teeth. 

Moaning around his cock, you crack open your eyes and look up at him. He’s staring down at you, his pouty lips parted as he exhales.

Tears begin beading in the corners of your eyes.

He smirks again, loving the sight of you on your knees for him. He can’t get enough of it.

Changbin does one particularly harsh thrust and you gag, eyes wincing shut once more. 

“That’s right, choke on it,” he moans and thrusts again, making you sputter and cough around his cock.

Gods, you wish you could say you hate it, but you fucking love it. For someone who loves to be perceived as big, strong, and scary, you find it so intoxicating for someone else to treat you like you’re nothing more than a toy.

That need for oxygen tickles the back of your mind again and you try to pull away from Changbin’s cock. He’s having none of that.

His hand fists in your hair even tighter, fucking into you even harder. His moans and pants are getting louder and breathier.

Your arms flex as you fight against the leather wrapped around your wrists, but again, you’re only met with resistance.

Drool is dripping out of your mouth and running down your neck. 

“What’s the matter, Y/N?” Changbin grunts, “Need to breathe?”

You whine around his cock as tears start pouring down your cheeks.

He thrusts into your mouth a few more times before finally pulling out of your mouth. 

You gulp down air greedily, a long strand of saliva still connecting your mouth to his now glistening cock. 

Changbin only allows you three or four breaths before yanking you to your feet. Your knees wobble and you struggle to find your footing before you’re once again bent over his desk.

Papers and different instruments that were previously on top of it fall to the floor.

Your trousers are yanked off your hips and pool around your ankles. You hiss as the air of the room hits your wet folds.

“Fucking look at that,” Changbin growls from behind you. His thick fingers run up and down your slit, spreading your juices around.

A pathetic moan falls from your lips and you rest your face down on the top of the desk. The feeling of pleasure that you get from just this small touch alone is consuming your mind.

“Pussy so wet for me…” 

Two of his fingers slide right in and your mouth drops open with another long moan. Your walls clench down around him as he thrusts in and out slowly, making sure to take his time stretching you out.

“That’s just it, is it not?” he asks, his fingers picking up the pace inside you, making sure to curve and flex them. “You are just simply all bark and no bite, mercenary. You just want to get fucked , is that it?”

He adds a third finger and you can only whine and whimper. The muscles in your arms are bulging from how much you’re fighting against your binds.

“You will argue and argue but once these holes are filled, you cave.” 

You feel a sudden wetness hit your asshole as Changbin spits on it. Immediately, his thumb finds your other hole and spreads his saliva around before pushing into you.

“ A-Ah! Ch-Changbin!” you cry out at the new sensation. 

He pushes in slower into your second hole, but his three fingers buried in your cunt continue to work you like a musical instrument.

Changbin fists your hair even tighter as he works your holes, tiny grunts and moans coming from deep within his throat as he watches his fingers disappear over and over again inside you.

“Such a tight little thing,” he groans. “With all the cocks these holes have been swallowing, I thought you would be used to a stretch like this.” He clicks his tongue. “Just wait until I split you on my dick, mercenary, you will be ruined.”

His fingers get faster and faster inside you, the burning sensation of your impending orgasm starts to tingle at the base of your spine and shoot down into your thighs. 

“Can feel you getting tighter and tighter… are you going to cum, little girl?” Changbin barks out in a harsh voice, his fingers not letting up.

You whine and close your eyes, your legs shaking and cunt clenching tighter and tighter. 

It feels so fucking good. You can’t even find it within yourself to care about what he’s saying right now. 

He can call you a whore, a slut, anything– just as long as he doesn’t stop.

Tighter and tighter you feel your own walls clamp down, your whines getting louder and louder.

He suddenly stops.

You cry out in frustration, fists yanking on the leather straps and hips wiggling desperately to find any sort of friction to finish the job.

The commander behind you only chuckles as you writhe around pathetically. He waits a few seconds, relishing in the feeling of your soaking wet walls fluttering around his fingers before he pulls them out of you.

Another whine leaves your lips and you feel like you could cry from your ruined orgasm.

“You did not really think I would let you cum on my fingers and not my cock again , did you?”

His rock hard cock is pressed against your fluttering opening before you could even respond.

“Hang on tight, little girl,” he grunts before shoving inside you completely, his cock bottoms out and it feels like he’s all the way inside your guts.

Not a single noise comes out of you, your mouth falls open and no sound comes out. Your eyes roll back and your body tenses. Never in your life have you been stretched like this. 

He’s so fucking big , by The Six.

“S-So fucking tight…!” Changbin groans before pulling out and then thrusting back in.

That’s when your vocal chords decide to work again and a strained whimper falls from your mouth. More drool begins to drip from your lips at the sinful pleasure coursing through your veins.

A fog consumes your brain, your legs aren’t even holding your weight up anymore. You’re almost like dead weight on top of the desk.

Changbin starts fucking into you faster and faster, his tempo increasing with each and every thrust, but so does his force. The wood of the desk underneath you groans with every snap of his hips.

Noises are fucked out of you as he pounds your walls mercilessly. You’re not even sure how you’re making them, they sound like they’re being punched out of you.

His large hand comes down to slap your bare ass cheek with a resounding smack! You bite your lip, but the yelp that he produces comes out anyway.

All of your muscles are lax yet so tense at the same time, he’s molding you around like you’re made of rubber.

Once more, Changbin spits down on your other hole, it drips down and he gathers it up with his thumb, pushing inside you once more.

Crying out, your back arches and your hips stutter and writhe. He tightens the grip in your hair and keeps your head down on the desk. The papers underneath your face are soaked with spit and tears. 

“Look how much you love being stuffed full, mercenary, you fucking love it, don’t you?” he grunts, timing his thumb with his cock. “Dirty fucking thing.”

“I-I-I..! O-Oh, f-fuck..!” you can’t even speak. Words are not forming. 

Why were you even angry again? You came in here furious, did you not?

You can’t even think. The only thing on your mind is: Changbin, Changbin, Changbin. His cock is pounding inside you so hard you think your brain might melt out of your ears.

“Fucked dumb,” Changbin snickers and plunges into you even harder, his balls smacking into your clit with each pump. “You like having something in your tight little asshole, mercenary? You like being completely stuffed? My cock f-fucking your soaking cunt while my thumb works your ass open?”

“Y-Yes!” you answer, tears coming down your cheeks again, the pleasure is too much, your orgasm approaching once more. It’s coming so fast you think you might black out when it finally hits. “Yes!”

His thumb fucks into you as he growls and pulls your hair to slam his hips into yours, 

“Try again, mercenary!” He snaps his hips harder, hitting your g-spot roughly. “What do you refer to me as?”

A scream of pleasure tears from your throat. “Y-Yes, sir! ” you cry out.

Changbin groans behind you, it’s low, his hips stutter and he has to take a deep breath afterwards. He yanks your head again to pick your head up.

His voices comes from right next to your ear, his lips running over the sensitive skin near the point of your ear, but never on the tip. It drives your senses wild, your brain is sent into orbit.

Arousal shoots down your spine like a lightning bolt.

Are your eyes open or closed? Are you blacking out?

Your own slick is leaking down his balls and over the back of your thighs and the front of his. The smell of sex is so thick in the air you could choke on it.

“Whose orders do you follow?”

“Yours, sir!”

“Say it again!”

“Yours, sir! I follow your orders! Fuck fuck fuck! Please! Oh Gods! ”

“ Fuck , again, louder! Show me the respect I deserve, Y/N! Do you understand your place now, little girl?”

Tighter and tighter your walls clamp down until the knot within you is about to break completely. It’s like lighting bolts are traveling through every single one of your limbs.

The tears pour down your cheeks and onto the desk, your tongue is practically lulling out of your mouth.

His weight is all consuming on top of you. What the fuck was your name again?

“Yes, sir! I am sorry for disobeying you, sir! I will l-listen! I will follow your orders! Fuck ! I-I– c-cumming!”

“Fall apart on this cock, mercenary.”

His balls slap right into your clit and it hurls you over the edge.

The orgasm that washes over you is all consuming. Your entire body tightens up and your mouth falls open, drool spilling down your chin mixing with the tears on your cheeks. 

Every muscle spasms and you clench down on Changbin’s cock that continues to pound into you like there’s no tomorrow.

The timbre of his voice gets lower and tighter, like he’s fighting to not produce more noise than he already is. “O-Oh, fuck! Oh fuck! Oh fuck! By the Six!” he moans and groans and whines as you clench down on him. “Tight fucking pussy m-milking my fucking cock!”

He can only thrust into you a few more times before he pulls out, his thumb pulling out of you as he uses his hand to jerk himself over your back. You can only listen to the wet shlick noises his fist makes over his cock before he loses it completely.

After three jerks, he grunts deeply and breathily, his seed spurting out and landing all along your back and ass. Each time a wave of pleasure hits him, he growls and lets his cum spread all along your soft skin. 

The two of you are completely still, his one hand comes down to plant on the desk next to you to keep his weight up. Your eyes are shut as you catch your breath, the aftershocks of your orgasm still wracking through you.

Changbin’s hand in your hair begins to slowly loosen its iron-clad grip on your scalp. His fingers start to slowly massage the tender skin underneath it, his blunt nails scratching very gently against you.

Low hums come from your chest like purrs at the motion. 

A tender kiss is pressed right behind your ear, another hum comes from you. More and more kisses are peppered on the back of your neck down the back of your shoulder. 

“Still with me, mercenary?”

All you could offer is a grunt which he returns with a chuckle.

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It’s about ten minutes later when the two of you are cleaned up and sitting comfortably in one of the big armchairs in his office. 

Changbin has you on his lap with your head tucked under his chin. 

Exhaustion is sitting heavily in your bones, but you know you need to stay awake to have the conversation that’s sitting on the tip of your tongue. 

“You understand why I got so angry, nay?” you whisper, playing with a loose string on his tunic.

“Aye, and you see it from my side as well?”

“Aye.”

Another bout of silence falls over the room. Changbin’s hand is rubbing up and down your back gently, every exhale from his nose fans out through your hair. 

He chuckles, you feel it rumble against your body. “Perhaps you were right, if you bent your knees more you would have fallen over.”

The smile that pulls at your lips is involuntary, but still tender. “I think you just wanted to instruct me in some way or another.”

He grunts in acknowledgement. “Aye… I think you are right about that one. I feel as though I never get to see you anymore.”

”So you felt the need to grab my attention in any way you could?”

His silence lasts a few moments. “Aye, I believe that is what my mind was doing.”

“You could always send for me.”

“You are always doing something of importance.”

“I would find time for you.”

“The same way you found time for the others?”

Your eyes stare forward from his words. You shift a bit in his lap, not knowing what to say, everything seems like a muddy mess, really. 

Every single romp you’ve had with a court member has felt different and unique from one another. But they’re not like one night stands or random hook ups you would find in a tavern, there’s a deeper emotional tie there. 

“I know not how to define the feelings that brew in my soul for everyone.”

Changbin nods shallowly, his hand still rubbing your back while the other wraps over your legs and keeps your body against his.

“I have never been presented with a situation like this,” you offer a tiny laugh at the end of that statement, Changbin chuckles again with you. “It is… one of a kind.”

A little sigh comes from your lips. Your eyes travel to the flame flickering in the fireplace in the room. The tiny pops and crackles that come from the logs soothe your racing mind. 

“I have never felt this way about a single person before, let alone eight. Slowly but surely, each one of you has wormed your way into my heart like storybook characters. The assassin, the healer, the squire,” You pick your head up and look at Changbin in his big, brown eyes. “The commander.”

He stares back at you with a cocktail of emotions. The hand clasped around your leg squeezes in a comforting manner.

“It feels like every time I see any of you again, one of you is vying for my attention in a romantic manner, it is taking me completely off guard, I have to say.” You shake your head in disbelief. “I do not understand. I do not know how to feel. I have just been running with it and hoping that I would figure everything out at a later time.”

“I know not how to feel either, Y/N, I do not know if any of us do. You came into our lives like a whirlwind.” Changbin reaches up and gently brushes some hair out of your eyes. “I think it is just as confusing for all of us as it is for you. But you cannot keep burying your head in the sand and hoping that the solution will present itself to you.”

You lick your lips nervously, looking down at the front of his tunic again. Your hand rests on his chest, rubbing side to side very gently. The fabric is soft under your touch.

“I do not care for labels,” you whisper. “My life is too uncertain at all times. I never know if each sunrise is my last, and I never wish to cause pain with any ties I form. I believe it is easier if that remains unsaid.”

Changbin’s fingers come up and tilt your chin up to meet his eyes. He’s gazing at you softly, fondly, the fire catching in his brown eyes. 

“Y/N, I can confidently say that no matter what label is on whatever relationship between you and any court member, it would hurt the same no matter what. It would not matter if you were still a soldier, a mercenary, a lover, or a wife, it would feel like a piece of our soul is taken.”

“I feel as though everyone wants something different.”

Changbin hums, thinking for a moment. How is he always so level-headed? 

Gods, you wished you talked to him sooner. Just speaking to him feels as though you’re unraveling a large knot of thoughts that's been weighing down on your shoulders. 

“I cannot speak for every other member that yearns for your attention, Y/N, but I know, for me, I just… want you . Whenever I can have you. I want your company, your kindness, your attention, your heart.”

Your hand comes up to cup his cheek. Whether he realizes it or not, Changbin leans into your touch, keeping his eyes locked with yours. 

“You have my heart. But the others do, too.”

His lips form a pout, but the emotion behind his eyes doesn’t shift. After a second, Changbin shakes his head, a smile of disbelief on his face. 

“I have no idea why, but that.. Does not bother me.” He pauses, thinking carefully about his words. “The idea of sharing you with other court members… it does not bother me.”

You giggle and brush your thumb over his cheek. “It sounded like it did only twenty or so minutes ago.”

Changbin’s cheeks turn red and he looks away shyly for a moment. “I think I was only upset because I did not know you had room in your heart for multiple people. I was worried I was losing you to someone else.”

Shaking your head, you smile softly at him. “Nay, you are not losing me to anyone, Changbin.”

He smiles back at you, his eyes sparkling with so many different emotions. “As long as I have you in any capacity, I am happy, Y/N.”

Changbin’s arms come around you, tucking you into his warm chest. You giggle and let him hold you close.

He keeps you as close as he can, his strong arms enveloping you more than any blanket or cloak ever could. 

Through the window in the wall, you can see how the sun has gone down completely, the moon high in the sky. In just a few hours, it will be December the tenth.

December the twelfth is coming too quickly. 

Your stomach flips and churns at the thought of how your world is about to change– how everyone’s is. 

You knew what you were doing in two days, you were sacrificing your life. And you were ready for it. 

Changbin must notice your change in demeanor, he places a gentle kiss on the crown of your hair. “Do not think of the future right now, Y/N. Just… just be here…” 

You close your eyes and force the dark thoughts from your mind, allowing your body to relax into Changbin’s.

“I am here,” you whisper, cuddling into him completely, your arm coming around his chest. “I am here.”

“Stay here, Y/N… Stay here."

Thank you @idkbutimgabby and everyone who got me to 5 reblogs!

One of the best minbin fics I’ve read ❤️

linopls kinktober list '23

depending on the prompt, it could be a drabble or a 2k-4k words. please let me know which one your most excited for and please leave requests for the 31st !! (i ran out of ideas lol.)

choking jeongin x reader

titfucking seungmin x reader

makeup sex minho x reader

roleplay hyunjin x reader

first time jeongin x reader

teasing minho x reader

virginity chan x reader

breeding hyunjin x reader

oral chan x reader

praise kink changbin x reader

humiliation minho x reader

somnophilia jisung x reader

size kink changbin x reader

orgasm denial felix x reader

degradation seungmin x reader

double penetration vocalracha x reader

foursome 3racha x reader

voyeurism danceracha x reader

spanking jeongin x reader

shower sex felix x reader

lingerie jisung x reader

bondage seungmin x reader

deep throating chan x reader

sex toys hyunjin x reader

edge play changbin x reader

masturbation jisung x reader

sexting felix x reader

daddy chan x reader

public minho x reader

overstimulation jeongin x reader

request !

Full masterlist

Accepting requests at the moment

Oneshots:

Smut💦 fluff 🧸 angst🛑 suggestive🔥

Skz

Can't sleep 💦

Twos better than one 💦🧸🛑

Taste 💦🧸

Taste pt.2💦🧸

Stressed 💦🧸

Drunken Confessions 💦

Sick 💦

Birthday Sex 💦

Heat💦🧸

My Sweet Girl💦🧸

Mastermind💦

Anything for you💦🧸

Shameless💦🧸

Dirty Wishes💦

Sweating it off 💦

Three of a kind💦🧸

Beating Hearts💦🧸

Ateez

Gambling Bodies part 1 💦

Gambling Bodies part 2 💦🧸

All the good girls go to hell part 1 💦

All the good girls go to hell part 2💦🧸

Promise 💦🧸🛑

My Everything 💦🧸

Through it all💦🧸

Reactions:

Skz

Yandere Stray kids reaction to you being pregnant 🛑🧸

Ateez

Yandere ateez reaction to you wanting a baby part 1 🧸🛑🔥

Yandere ateez reaction to you wanting a baby part 2 🧸🛑🔥

Requests:

Virgin Reader x Seonghwa 💦

Mirror Sex with Felix and Hyunjin 💦

Squirting with ateez💦

Friends with benefits turning into love making with skz 🛑💦

Mingi dance live smut 🛑💦

First time with San 💦🧸

Ot8 Skz poly smut 💦🧸

Oneshot with ot8 poly stray kids🛑🧸

Reading with Skz🧸

Ot8 poly ateez head canon💦🧸

Ot8 poly skz head canon💦🧸

Ot8 Skz Angst🛑

Ot8 Skz Angst part 2🛑

Ot8 Skz Angst part 3🛑🧸

Ot8 Skz Angst part 4🛑🧸

Poly skz and reader🧸

Skz ask🔥

Poly skz nightmare🧸

Mommy May:

Ateez

Panic attack 🧸

Siren💦

Rainy Days 💦🧸

Skz

My Pretty Little Baby 💦🧸

Cigarette Smoke 🚬 💦🧸

Attention Seeker 💦🧸

Series:

Yours Truly (skz poly fic)

Ot8 pregnancy request

Yours Truly Masterlist

Yours Truly part 1 💦🧸

Yours Truly part 2🧸

Yours Truly part 3🧸

Yours Truly part 4🧸

Yours Truly part 5 💦🧸

Yours Truly part 6 🔥🧸

Yours Truly part 7🧸

Yours Truly part 8 💦🧸

Yours Truly part 9🧸

Yours Truly part 10🧸

Yours Truly part 11🧸

Yours Truly part 12🧸

Yours Truly part 13 🛑🧸

Yours Truly part 14🧸

Yours Truly part 15🧸

Yours Truly part 16🧸

Yours Truly part 17🧸

Yours Truly part 18🛑🧸

Yours Truly part 19🛑🧸

Yours Truly part 20🧸

Yours Truly part 21🧸

Yours Truly part 22🧸

Yours Truly part 23🧸

Yours Truly part 24🧸

Yours Truly part 25🧸

Yours Truly part 26🧸

Yours Truly part 27🧸

Yours Truly part 28🧸

Yours Truly part 29🧸

Yours Truly part 30🧸

Yours Truly part 31🧸

Yours Truly part 32🧸🔥

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