Who's Going First

who's going first

(3racha x afab!reader)

part 2 for: your moans would sound nice

description: y/n comes back to the studio to hear the song the boys have been working on...and to fuck as well.

warnings: smut, foursome, unprotected sex, slight switch!reader(only to jisung), dom!changbin, dom!chan, dirty talk, praising, petnames(baby(girl), sweetheart, sweetie, etc.) prepping, reader back talks chan- so slight brat!reader, jisung being impatient, oral(fem and male receiving), deepthroat, multiple orgasms, overstimulation, creampies, some aftercare

wc: 3,000+(somewhat proof-read)

a/n: long time no see! how is everything going? you doing well, eating, sleeping, drinking some water? for me...I've been okay. the last few months I stopped writing because a lot of devastating things happened and I wasn't in the right mindset for a while. but now I'm slowly coming back. as you saw above this is part 2 to my 3racha fic(FINALLY)! I'm so happy that I've finally finished it. and I couldn't have done it without the help of a friend who stayed on the phone with me, yesterday and today. I had about 1,000 words already written, but with my friend. I wrote 1,000 yesterday and 1,000 more today. I'm so happy that this is finally finished. but enough talking. I hope you enjoy this part 2.

also fill free to comment or inbox me about this fic or upcoming ones, I love read the things you guys have to say!

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I knocked on chan's studio door, waiting for one of the boys to answer. jisung had texted- with a whole bunch of emojis that the end might I add, saying they wanted me to hear the finished product of one of their new songs, and to bring some drinks. it had been a few weeks since everything happened, I felt my body become warm just thinking about it. the door opened to a smiley changbin in a pink hoodie and joggers. 

"good evening y/n." changbin said, opening the door wide enough to let me enter. I saw jisung and chan sitting on the couch, looking very comfy man-spreading on the tiny couch. "hey guys." I said, sitting the drinks I brought with me on the desk. "hi, y/n-nie, did you get my favorite?" jisung asked, standing up to grab his cup. "of course I did." I said, grabbing his and putting it in his hand. he immediately took a sip, "hmmm, every time it feels like I'm drinking it for the first time again." he said, throwing his head back then taking his seat back on the couch. I laughed as I handed chan and changbin their drinks as well. that's when I looked at what they were wearing. chan wearing his iconic black muscle tee and shorts. jisung wearing a black hoodie over and jeans with rips in the knees.

"you boys look nice today." I said, sitting in between jisung and chan. "thank you, y/n." changbin said with a wide smile as he took a sit on the chair in front of the desk, spinning around. "you don't look too bad yourself." chan said, with blushed ears. "you mean the one of the five whole outfits that I own, that look good together that I've worn multiple times." I said with a laugh, making the boys laugh too. "yes." chan said. "okay enough small talk!" jisung said, grabbing the attention. "I want y/n to hear the song." he continued, while slightly bouncing in his seat and bumping into my shoulder.  "jisung, she just got here. we haven't asked her about her day." changbin said, kicking jisung in the foot. jisung whined and looked at me. I laughed and told them about my day.

"so you didn't do much? okay! SONG TIME!" jisung yelled. chan laughed and changbin rolled his eyes. "damn, yes I want to hear the song now. impatient brat." I said towards jisung, who just stuck his tongue at me and I stuck mine right back at him. changbin turned around and clicked around on the laptop, till an alluring melody and slow bass filled the room. I leaned back and closed my eyes, letting the music enter my body.

 a r&b intro started with changbin singing including chan in the back, then fell into the first verse with jisung rapping. I felt the boys' eyes on me, watching my reaction. soon the chorus began, the same as the intro, just more full and enticing. my head bobbing the music. next was the second verse, changbin fast rapping the first part then chan slow rapping the next. the mixes of the two different rap styles, feeling more and more captivating. then was the bridge of the song, jisung was singing then chan was next. that's when I was caught off guard with familiar sounds in the background, right in the middle of the two voices. I stopped moving, my eyes snapping wide open as I felt my cheeks heat up. jisung started smirking at a giggly chan and changbin. soon the song ended with chan vocals and the same slow r&b beginning.

“wow” I said, not really having any words. “what’d you think of it y/n?” chan asked. I looked at him and smiled. “It sounded amazing like always channie.” I said. chan laughed and looked down. “what about the bridge?” jisung asked. I whipped my head to jisung. “it sounded sexy, you pervert.” I said. “you’re just as much.” jisung said. “did you invite me here to listen to the song or just to fuck me again?” I asked, looking at all three boys. “both.” changbin said, leaning forward, resting his arms on his legs, I laughed. “alright then.” I said, “who’s going first this time?” I continued with a smirk.

“jisung.” changbin said, nodding his head to him.

very quickly, clothes met the floor while kissing jisung as I got on top of him. I ran my fingers through the back his hair, pulling on it a little. his hands exploring my body, giving squeezes here and there. I moved my hips to feel some more of his hard on that was growing under me. he groaned into my mouth as our tongues fought over dominance. I made my way from his lips to his neck, leaving a wet trail in the process. I sucked right where his neck and collarbone meet, making him moan loud.

“fuck, that feels nice baby.” he said, pressing my body more into his. my hands traveled down his chest and brushed over his nipples, down his abs till they made it to his cock. I quickly got off jisung and sat on my knees in front of him. keeping eye contact with him as I did a bold long lick up his length. jisung’s head fell back as he groaned, keeping eye contact though. 

“don’t tease him too much, y/n.” changbin said. I looked back at him and smile at him. “of course not. I want to feel him inside me this time.” I said as I jerked jisung off with a firm grip. I turned back around, kissing the tip of the head. slowly pushing him inside my mouth, not stopping till I made it almost completely down to his pelvis. jisung’s hips bucked up out of pleasure. he ran his fingers through my hair and started to guide me how he wanted.

“you’re doing so good. getting it all nice and wet.” jisung said, making me whine on him. “want me to prep her for your cock jisung?” I over heard changbin ask. “yeah.” jisung groaned out. changbin left his chair and shuffled close to me, kneeling down at the level I was at.

I felt changbin’s hands grab my waist and trail down my legs, making me spread my legs naturally. changbin’s hand cupped my sex, groaning at the feeling of how wet I was. “baby is already so wet.” he said as he pushed one finger into me. I moaned around jisung’s cock, bucking my hips into changbin’s hand. “focus on jisung, baby. I’ll do the work here.” changbin said, rubbing my ass. I closed my eyes as jisung guided this hand to my hair, pulling on it a little.

“you’re doing so good baby.” jisung said through his moans. I hallowed my cheeks harder around him at the praise. I felt changbin add a second finger, scissoring inside me making me pop off jisung and jerked him with my hand. “god, do I make this hard every time you see or think of me?” I asked jisung, making him groan and changbin stop his movements below.

“oh she’s feeling bold this time.” i heard chan say in the background. I turned my head to him, “yeah, and what can you do about it? nothing as of right now, it’s jisung’s time.” I said, looking back to jisung. “right baby?” I said, with fake innocent eyes and a firm grip on his cock. “yeah, fuck off chan.” jisung said. “watch it.” chan said, I giggled and was about to take jisung back in my mouth. 

“come on y/n.” jisung said, grabbing my hand to help stand me up. changbin removed his fingers and sat back down in his seat. “let’s get a move on baby.” he said, making me sit onto his lap. with my legs on either side on his, he grabbed a hold of his cock and slowly pushed down inside me. feeling his length fill me up nicely, so firm and hard in me,

“feels so fucking nice. god damn.” jisung said, grabbing my hips. I moaned as my pelvic bone met his. rolling my hips in a circle to get used to his size. “you feel good too sungie.” I said, looping my arms around his neck before kissing him on the lips. jisung squeezed my hips as I slowly brought my hips up and going back down. breaking the kiss as I was working up the pace with each bounce. “fuck you’re so tight y/n. shit, i’m not gonna last long.” jisung said. “that’s fine sungie, you be good and cum whenever you need too.” I said out of breath, making jisung throw his head back once again. “just keep bouncing like that and i’ll cum in no time.” he said back with his eyes closed. I closed my eyes too, focusing on the feeling of his cock inside me.

“angle your hips a little more y/n.” I heard chan say next to us. “be quiet channie, it’s jisung’s time.” I whined out, but I did what he said anyway and gave out the biggest whine.

with the new angle, jisung’s cock hit my g-spot perfectly every time I came down. “oh fuck.” I said, pushing my head into jisung’s sweaty neck. i pressed my lips on his ear and whispered in it. “you’re doing so good baby. I love how you feel inside me. I can’t wait for you to feel me up.” I said, before leaning back and holding his head up- making him open and lock eyes with me. “you can do that for me right sungie?” i asked as I bounced harder, feeling my first climax coming fast. “I’m about to cum.” jisung said, as he started pushing his hips up to meet mine. “please cum for me jisung.” I said as I felt myself tighten around him. with one final thrust from him, he came inside me, triggering mine at the same time. both of us moaning and whining at the feeling. jisung held on to me tight, not letting go. taking some time to calm down as I messed with the back of his hair as we waited

after some minutes, jisung slowly pulled me off him, making me hiss. i sat down in the middle of the couch, between him and chan. “wow, that was amazing. i loved everything second of that.” jisung said in his hyper self again, like he didn’t just get down fucking me. making the other boys laugh. 

“still need a few minutes y/n or we start my turn.”changbin asked, with a smirk. “i just need a sip of my drink and I’ll good.” I said. changbin handed over my drink that was on the table, “you better be for me.” he said as I grabbed the drink from him. I felt my cheeks heat up at his comment.

I took a few sips from my drink before standing up and walking over to the table to place my drink down. I turned to changbin and smiled at him, “hey there.” he said. “hi.” I said as i sat in his lap. he tilted his head up and place his lips onto to mine. soon the simple kiss turned into a heated makeout session. changbin pushed his tongue into my mouth, making me groan. his soft lips left my lips to my jaw, down my neck. leaving sloppy wet heavy kisses all over, sucking hard in areas that made me whine. I pressed down into his crotch, trying create friction. 

“no sweetie, stay still for me.” changbin said, holding on to my waist. I quickly stopped moving and waited for changbin to do or saying something. “take my clothes off me baby.” he said as his hands slid down to my body, onto my thighs. i slid my hands under his hoodie and felt up his body. he leaned his head back, till holding eye contact with me. I pushed his hoodie up, slowly working up his body. he lifted his arms up as the hoodle came off. I leaned down and kissed down his chest. I got onto the floor and pulled at his joggers, making him lift his hips. his underwear came off along with his joggers. I looked at him as my hands slid between his thighs as I pressed them apart. I kissed his thighs as I made my way to his hard on.

“just get it wet enough for me to slide right in.” changbin said as I kissed my way on his cock. I took my tongue and licked up and down a few times before taking him slowly into my mouth. bobbing up and down each time coming up, circling my tongue around his tip. changbin bucked his hips up, making me gag on him. "will you let me fuck your throat?" changbin asked, I nodded my head with my mouth on him. he carefully stood up and grabbed the back of my head. bringing his hips back before thrusting into my mouth, quickly picking up the pace. I closed my eyes and focused on not gagging. I felt my spit coming out of my mouth down his cock, falling to the floor and my thighs and hands. 

“she takes cock in her mouth so well, doesn’t she changbin?” jisung asked in the background. “yes she does, fuck.” changbin answered. “you’re gonna have feel her mouth.” he said to chan. “i’ll have to next time, when I’m not fucking last. I won’t last if I feel that pretty little mouth of hers.” chan said, I whined hearing his low voice enter my ears. changbin removed his cock of my mouth and sat back down in the chair behind him. he patted his lap, making me standing up. “turn around baby. face the boys, I want them to see your pretty face as you ride me.” changbin said. I turned around and went to sit on his lap. he grabbed my waist with one hand and I felt him pushed his cock into me as I sat on him. my head fell forward, hair falling into my face and moaning at the same time. I placed my hands on his knees and looked back up at jisung and chan.

jisung was still naked, slowly playing with his dick in hand. chan had his tank top off now and pants just down enough for the cock to be out. chan spat in his hand and jerked his cock off, watching me carefully. “come on baby.” I heard changbin say, pushing his hips up, making me gasp. I lifted myself once and back down. “oh god.” i said as I picked up the pace. not too fast, but enough to feel the knot building up inside. “you look so good.” I heard jisung said. feeling their eyes on me, hearing the wetness that was being made from me and changbin. I tightened up around him. “shit, you’re already about to cum?” changbin said, but I didn’t respond. “huh baby?” he said, grabbing my waist. “yes binnie.” I whined out. “open your eyes y/n-ie.” I hear chan say. my eyes snapped open and looked at both the boys with watery eyes and a wide mouth. I was starting to lose my pace, changbin quickly noticed and started helping me- guiding up and down. 

“cum all over me y/n.” changbin said in the low voice, his hips thrusting up as mine pace down. mind went out as I came all of him with my thighs shaking. “oh fuck.” changbin said as he kept going to reach his high. “cum in her bin, just like jisung did. make her even more messy for me.” I heard chan say. I let out a high pitched moan as changbin filled me up with his cum. changbin groaning with a tight grip on my waist. “shit.” changbin said, rubbing his hands up and down my body. “your tits looked amazing as you were riding him y/n.” jisung commented, I busted out laughing. “thank you sungie.” I said. I looked over to chan who was already looking at me with smirk. I slowly lifted myself off of changbin and slowly made my way to chan. he hugged me as I sat on him. I brought my lips to his and gave him a heated kiss. before it could go farther.

“I gotta use the bathroom guys.” jisung said as he quickly stood up. we watched as he put back on his clothes in a mess and left the room. chan chuckled and looked at me. “you’ll be brave with jisung and a good girl for changbin. how are you going to act for me?” he asked with his head tilted to the side. “I don’t know. how do you want me to act?” I answered back, tilting my head with his. chan smiled before he flipped me into my back on the now open space on the coach, I yelped at the fast movement. he climbed over my body, hands on other side of my head, “how about you lay there and take my cock like a good girl I know you can be.” chan said before pecking my lips and heading to my neck. kissing down to my chest, taking my right nipple into his mouth. “ah channie.” I said as my hands ran through his hair and stayed. he kissed down my navel til he was right above my clit. 

his eyes locked with mine as he brought his hand up my slit, gathering the mixture of cum that was spilling out. popping his fingers into his mouth, groaning at the taste. his fingers slid out and quickly into me as his mouth came in contact with my clit. I cried out at the overstimulation, pumping his fingers in and out at a slow pace as his tongue played with my clit. “chan.” I moaned out. I arched my back and rolled my hips into his face. his left hand gripped my thigh tightly. the sounds in the room would make even the devil turn a blind eye. “fuck, I wanna cum channie.” I said, as I gripped got tighter on his head. he moaned with his mouth on my clit, curling his fingers into onto my g-spot. I tightened around his fingers and my high hit my like wave. he took his mouth off me, “good girl.” chan said, taking his fingers out before hitting up.

he grabbed my legs and lifted them up, slipping right between my legs. he brought one leg down as it fell off the side of the couch and held the other up to his shoulder. chan grabbed his cock, stroking it once. “think you can held my cock today babygirl?” he asked. I nodded my head as I grabbed his hips and rolled mine into his. “please.” I begged. chan rubbed his cock over my slit before pushing in, moaning at the feeling.

“so tight still, after being used twice before me. but also messy for me.” chan said as he pulled out and pushed back in. I closed my eyes, loving the feeling of how full i was. “feels so good channie.” I said, digging my fingertips into his skin. he hissed at the feeling and snapped his hips quickly into me, making cry out. “take it baby, I know you can.” chan huffed out, hanging on to my thigh, picking up a fast pace. my head fell to the side to see changbin watching the show. I moaned and tightened around chan. “so good.” chan said, placing one hand next to my head again. I turned my back to him and slid my arms up to his back.

chan placed his forehead on mine as we kept eye contact. “I’m about to cum channie.” I said, dragging my nails down his back. “oh shit, hold it a little longer for me.” he said closing his eyes, giving me harder and faster thrusts. I nearly screamed, chan quickly brought his left hand to my neck, giving it a light squeeze. my eyes rolled to the back of my head as my orgasm washed over me. chan gave some more hard thrusts before cumming hard, deep inside me. 

chan laid his body on mind with head in the creek of my neck. after a few seconds of silence, the door opened up. we snapped our heads to the door to see jisung poking his head in. “just saying I heard you scream.” he said as he walked in, closing the door behind him. I blushed and hid into chan’s chest as the boys chuckled. chan sat up and slid his cock out of me, making my whence. “changbin, hand me some tissues please.” chan said, holing out his hand. changbin grabbed them and placed them in his hand. chan cleaned me up and help me sit up. jisung helped me put on his hoodie he wearing that he had over his shirt, kissing my forehead once my head popped through the hole. I stood up and put my underwear and pants back on as chan and changbin put their clothes back on. we all sat down in our original spots, I laid my head on jisung’s lap and brought my legs up on chan’s lap. “take a nap y/n for a few minutes.” jisung said, running his fingers through my hair. “you sure?” I asked, looing up at him. “yeah, we have to review a few songs before we leave for the day.” chan said, rubbing my legs, massaging them a little. “okay.” I said, closing my eyes and almost falling asleep immediately.

“y/n-ie.” I heard as someone was rubbing my arm. I hummed out and turned my head. “we’re done here. we can leave now.” the voice said. I opened my eyes and saw changbin. I smiled and sat up and stretched my arms and back. we stood up grabbing our things we had laying around.

“let’s head to the dorm and watch a movie with some take out, I'll pay for it.” chan said, smiled sweetly as he picked up the left over clothes on the floor to bring with us. “that’s sounds good to me.” I said, looking at jisung and changbin. they nodded their head, “hell yeah!” jisung said, opening the door. changbin threw his arm around my shoulders as we followed jisung out the building.

Till the End

Minho x Female reader

Word Count: 4.2K

But if the world was ending you'd come over right? You'd come over and you'd stay the night. Would you love me for the hell of it? All our fears would be irrelevant. If the world was ending you'd come over right? The sky'd be falling and I'll hold you tight and there wouldn't be a reason why we would even have to say goodbye. If the world was ending you'd come over right? Right?

A/N: Okay here's some angsty, soft Minho for you guys! I got inspired by IF the World was Ending by JP Saxe for this one. I hope you guys like it! If you do give it a like, reblog, comment, ask all of the above, whatever! Always love the feedback from you guys! As always warnings and smut below the cut!

Warnings: This is pretty vanilla for me so there isn't much. Alluding to excessive drinking, unprotected piv sex (please use your brain and protection!), oral (f receiving), cream pie. I honestly think that's it (which is surprising for me!) As always if I forgot anything just let me know and I'll add it to the warnings

Minho was just getting ready to wind down. It was Friday and he was going to relax for the night after another long week at work. He was just about to put on pajamas and turn something on Netflix. Exactly what most of his weekends looked like these days ever since the two of you had split up. It had been his decision to end things. His work sent him away for long periods and every time he left it was so hard on you. You were always understanding, it was his job, you knew he had to go but he could see how it wore on you more every time he came back. He didn’t want to be one of those people that chipped away at their partner gradually until they weren’t themselves anymore, just a shell of what used to be a joyful and energetic person. You needed someone who could be more present instead of waiting around for Minho to give you the type of relationship you deserved. He couldn’t be that person.  

So, he broke things off only saying that he thought it was for the best and not really elaborating beyond that. He was sure that even to you, it probably seemed cold. Most people thought he was but you were one of the few that didn’t or at least you didn’t used to. The day he left was so hard he almost couldn’t do it. You had stayed in bed the whole day while he moved his things out of your shared apartment. He had come to the door of your bedroom to say goodbye. You didn’t cry. You didn’t do anything you just laid there. As soon as he’d left you got out of the bed you had shared together and went to the couch, unable to stand laying there without him.  

When Minho left, he cut off all contact. It was the only way he knew he would follow through. He deleted all his social media and blocked your number on his phone. You had tried to call one time but when you realized he had blocked your number you never tried again. Minho didn’t go out, one because he didn’t want to but also because he feared running into you, maybe even on a date. He went to work, went home, watched tv, went out of town, and then come home to nothing. Work, home, plane, nothing but as long as you were thriving, he could live, maybe not happily but he could survive.  

Most nights when he sat in his apartment he thought of you, only half paying attention to what ever show he’d picked for the night, more background noise than anything, so he didn’t get totally lost in his head thinking of you. That’s what Minho was just getting ready to do, change, flop down on his couch, pick a mindless show and try to not think about how much he missed you and how he hoped you were doing okay and happy. Minho stripped his shirt off and then his phone started to ring. He looked at the screen and didn’t recognize the number but it was local so he swiped to answer it. 

“Hello?” 

“H-hello? Minho?” It was you. You must have gotten a new phone. He was silent on the line unsure of what to say or do. Should he just hang up? 

“Min? Y-You therr?” You sounded drunk and you sounded upset. He couldn’t hang up on you like that. 

“Yea. Yea, I’m here Y/N. What’s up?” He could hear you shifting around moving on the other end of the phone and then a heavy breath.  

“Doyouu rememer our promise to each other?” Of course he did. It was a silly promise made between two people that saw forever in each other at the time.  

He remembered everything about the night you both had made it. You had watched War of the Worlds and it had scared you to death. You hated movies like that, about the end of the world. It made you feel small and powerless. You had clutched onto Minho’s arm. 

“If the world were ending you’d come find me, right?” He leaned over and kissed the top of your head. 

“Of course kitten.” You sat up and looked at him seriously. 

“Really, I’m serious if the world was ending you’d come find me, right? I would try and find you. I would want the last bit of time I had left to be with you. I would try.” Minho’s heart had never felt so full hearing those words come from you. He kissed you, a soft kiss with a promise attached to it. 

“I promise if the world is ending I won’t stop until I find you and spend my last breath with you.” You had practically thrown yourself on top of him after that, kissing him and climbing into his lap. 

“I promise too Min. I promise.” You attacked his mouth again, pulling at his clothes as he tugged at yours. You had made love on the couch as the credits to the stupid movie started to roll. So much passion, so much love. The relationship was never lacking of either of those things. It just lacked Minho’s ability to give you the time you deserved to have more moments like that. Yes, Minho definitely remembered the promise. He answered your question. 

“Yes, I remember our promise Y/N.” He spoke softly not wanting to upset you further. Hoping what he was saying was soothing you and not the opposite. 

“I-w-Can you come over?” Minho sighed.  

“I don’t think that’s a g-” You continued to talk like he wasn’t speaking at all. 

“Cause Min... Minho my world s‘ending. You’ll come over right?” You sounded like you were exhausted. His heart was breaking hearing you like that. 

“What do you mean your world is ending Y/N?” A heavy breath and no reply. 

“Y/N? What do you mean?” Nothing. Just silence. 

“Y/N!? Answer me?!” He looked at the phone it was still connected to your call. 

“Y/N?! Jesus Christ are you okay?!” He knelt down and turned you over so he could make sure you were breathing. You were thank God. Minho stood up to grab a rag to wet and wipe your face off, try and cool you down but there were no clean rags and the sink was full of dishes. He managed to find some paper towel and ran to wet it in the bathroom quickly. He came back and crouched by you again. He propped you up in his arms a bit and started running the cool paper towel over your forehead. You started coming to. 

“Y/N!!!” Minho jumped up threw his shirt back on, grabbed his shoes and fought getting them on his feet as he ran to his car in the parking garage. He had you on speaker phone, the call still connected and you still wouldn’t answer him. He raced to the old apartment you used to share. He parked like an absolute asshole not caring at that moment, just trying to get to you as quickly as possible. He ran up the stairs to your floor, kicked over the flower pot, and grabbed the spare key he’d told your forever ago to stop hiding there.

When he walked into the apartment he was a little shocked. It was a mess. Blankets and pillows piled on the couch. Clearly where you had been doing the majority, if not all of your sleeping. There was a thin layer of dust on the tv and shelves and a few discarded books around the table by the couch. He called out your name and heard a groan. He walked further into the apartment, through the living room and into the kitchen where he found you on the floor. 

“Hey, hey can you hear me? Y/N?” You nodded lazily. 

“Icn-hear you Minnie.” Minho let out a heavy sigh at the use of the nick name but also relieved to hear you at least somewhat answer him. 

“Y/N, what are you doing?” He sounded sad and worried. You curled up closer to him. 

“Dyou rememer the time we went out with our frins and got sdrunk when we got home we stumled through the door all lovr each other and only got asfar as the kinchin before we couldn’t wait any longer to...” You trailed off looking up at him sitting there on that same floor with you now. You grabbed his face and kissed him. You did it so quickly he didn’t realize it was happening at first but he pulled away immediately. 

“No Y/N don’t. You’re drunk. I need to get you to bed.” You shook your head. 

“Yes Minho take me to bed.” He knew what you meant but there was no way in hell he would ever sleep with you, under any circumstance, when you were as completely wasted as you were now. He got you to your bed and laid down. You tried to pull him into the bed with you. 

“No I already told you Y/N you’re drunk, stop.” You started to get teary eyed. 

“Will you lay with me til I fall sleep? Please I can’t sleepa lone in our bed.” Minho debated if that was a good idea but decided it would probably be easier to get you to go to sleep if he just did it. He walked around the bed and climbed in on his old side. You rolled over and hugged his arm and nuzzled close. He pulled his arm free and you started to protest but then he put it around you and pulled you close. You rested in the crook of his arm and your eyes started to get heavy. He thought you were just about asleep when you spoke softly. 

“Made you not love me anymore.” He looked down at you.

"What Y/N?" Tears were gathering at the corners of your eyes but they were closed.

"Made you not love me. Why?" Then it was clear to Minho that you were talking in your sleep. He kissed the top of your head. 

“You never made me stop loving you, I’ve never stopped loving you kitten. I’m sorry that’s what you thought.” Once Minho was sure you were deep asleep he got up and covered you up. He went and straightened up the living room collecting the blankets to wash and placing all your books back onto the shelves. Then he tackled the dishes and the kitchen. Minho went through room to room and made sure everything was dusted and all the dishes and clothes were gathered for washing. Thinking about the decision he’d made and how maybe it wasn’t the right one after all. 

At about 3am he was putting the last load in the dryer. Minho went back into your room. He looked over and checked on you. You were resting peacefully it seemed. He put a bottle of water and Tylenol on your nightstand and then sat on the floor and leaned against the dresser next to your side of the bed and watched you sleeping. He didn’t even realize it when he started falling asleep himself. 

“Minho what are you doing here?” He assumed you had blacked out so he wasn’t surprised you didn’t remember anything. 

When you woke up your head was killing you. You wished you didn’t know why but you did. You had done what you did every weekend when you didn’t have work to distract you. The last thing you remembered was racing to the bottom of a fifth of tequila trying to forget about Minho, about the pain.

You rolled over so you could get some water and brush your teeth to get the tequila taste out of your mouth. That’s when you saw Minho curled up on the floor on your side of the bed, asleep. Your heart instantly broke again like it had every day since he had left. You looked over and saw the bottle of water and pills. You drank some and took two of the Tylenol then you swallowed the pain down and tried to keep yourself together as you grabbed Minho’s shoulder and gently shook him. He woke up a bit startled and then saw you looking down at him. You were definitely sober now. You looked very confused and upset to see him there, although he could tell you were trying to hide it.  

“Uh you called me at about eleven last night. You sounded upset.” You cringed. Upset you were certain was code for trashed in this case. 

“You had mentioned our promise and I was worried about you so I came to check on you. I just wanted to make sure you were okay.” You shook your head and acted like he hadn’t just seen you shitfaced drunk in your apartment that was completely trashed because you hadn’t cared to clean anything since he left. 

“Oh God no, yea, no, I’m fine it was just a bad day. I’m sorry I made you worry. I’m sure that’s not how you wanted to spend your Friday night. Sorry if I made you feel guilty or obligated to come, I hope I didn’t interrupt any of your plans.” Minho frowned a little, his face still puffy from sleep, or lack thereof more like it. 

“No you didn’t. I just had to make sure you were okay Y/N.” You nodded and did your best to fake it, smile through the crushing torment having him there was causing. 

“Yeah! Oh I’m good. Psh, like I said just a bad day.” Minho gave you a doubtful look. 

“You didn’t have to clean Minho.” He walked over next to you and you wished he wouldn’t. Why did he have to come closer. He was like fire, the closer he was the more it hurt. 

“Y/N-” His tone, you couldn’t. You got up quickly and walked out of the room. You had to get away. You couldn’t stay in your old room with him any longer and you needed more space between the two of you. You could feel Minho was getting up to follow you. You ducked into the bathroom to get away. You got washed up and your teeth brushed. When you came out you didn’t see Minho, you had hoped he had just left. You didn’t want any more good byes with him. 

You walked to the kitchen to grab a can of iced coffee out of your fridge. When you walked in you were surprised to see it clean, dishes done and put awayand then Minho walked in behind you and you stopped. You looked at him and then quickly looked away. Since everything was clean you started making coffee instead of grabbing a can, trying to busy yourself so you didn’t have to look him in the face. It was too hard. 

“Y/N look at me.” You shook your head and fought the tears that were battling their way to the surface. He made you turn to him and you looked at the floor as you tried acting like you weren’t dying inside that very second having him near you, touching you. 

“Thank you for coming to check on me and for cleaning up. I’m sorry for worrying you. You don’t have to waste anymore of your time dealing with me. I’m sorry, I swear I won’t bother you again. You’re good to go.” You were trying to give him an easy out. You were trying to let him go because that was what he had convinced you he wanted. Minho put a finger under your chin and tilted your head up. The tears that had collected while you were looking down fell but you still refused to look at him glancing to the side instead. 

“Y/N I have made a terrible mistake.” You wiped your eyes, took a step back away from Minho and put your mask back on. 

“No no don’t, you don’t have to... look I’m okay really,” You started making the coffee again. 

“As long as you’re happy Min I'm good. Seriously.” 

“But I’m not. I’m miserable without you.” You looked at him absolutely shocked to hear that. You had always thought he’d fallen out of love with you but didn’t want to hurt you by saying it so he’d just ended things and left. 

“Then w-why did you go Minho?” Your voice shook and he ran his hands through his hair frustrated with himself.  

“I thought you would be better off. I saw how hard me being gone was on you. Every time I came back from a trip you were so tired and I didn’t want to keep wearing you down. I felt like you deserved someone that could give you more of those special moments, like when we made our promise about the end of the world. You needed someone that could give you hundreds of those special moments. I thought you would be happier.” You stopped making the coffee again and turned to look at him confused, angry. 

“You thought I would be HAPPIER?! BETTER?! What you saw last night, does it look like I’m either of those things Minho?! Cause that’s my life when I’m not working now. Drunk, sad, ALONE!” You were so angry. Why hadn’t he just talked to you? 

“I was always tired when you got home because of my job. I overworked myself while you were gone so that when you were home, I got to spend all my spare time with you and not at my job. I don’t need a hundred of those special moments. Then they aren’t special. Our moments were special because they didn’t get to happen all the time and because they were with you Minho. Anything I got was enough as long as it was with you.” You no longer bothered trying to hold back the tears. Minho clearly saw how stupid he’d been. That he’d left because of his own insecurities and didn’t even bother to discuss it with you, causing you so much confusion and pain. He just wanted you to know that he did love you, that he never stopped. He grabbed you by the face and kissed you and you pushed him away and beat your fists against his chest crying. 

“Do you have any idea what you’ve done to me?! What you put me through!” You stopped and buried your face against him as he wrapped his arms around you. 

“I’m sorry, I’m so so sorry baby. Please give me a chance to fix things. Please!” You wrapped your arms around Minho’s neck and kissed him as tears still streaked your face. 

“Until the end of the world Minho, I will always love you.” You kissed him as if it would never be enough, your fingers running through his hair pulling him closer. 

“Promise, me Min. Promise you’ll stay, please stay.” Minho shook his head as he feverishly kissed you in return. 

“I do I promise I’ll never leave you again. I love you Y/N.” You pulled at Minho’s shirt and he broke the kiss long enough for you to remove it over his head before claiming your lips again.  

“I need you Min please.” You both made your way towards your bedroom. Hands stripping clothes off on the way, lips and teeth marking, claiming skin that had always belonged the other. You were both naked by the time you had made it to the bed. You crawled back and Minho climbed over you. His lips trailed down your neck and chest. When he got to your breasts, he squeezed them together and swirled his tongue around one of your nipples before gently sucking on it. He flattened his tongue and licked the other nipple before sucking it between his red swollen lips too. 

“Minho.” His name came out a breath as he placed wet, open mouth kisses down your tummy towards your aching core. He ran his fingers up and down your thighs looking up at you asking to claim you with his eyes. 

“Please Minho don’t stop.” He placed kisses up each of your thighs before spreading you open and running his tongue through your folds. He latched onto your clit and groaned at the taste of you, sending vibrations through your cunt. 

“Yes, Min oh god. Yes, just like that.” He sucked and licked at your clit as you raked your finger nails over his scalp and moaned his name out like a chant. He added two fingers, sliding them inside you, gently pushing them deeper and curling them as he continued to consume you. You could feel the buildup, it was coming on quickly. 

“Don’t stop! I’m g-FUCK! Gonna cum Minho!” He didn’t, he continued his rhythm pushing you further into your orgasm. 

“I’m oh my god I’m coming Minho. Yes, fuck, yes! Oh god!” Minho gave you gentle licks, slowly pushing pumping his fingers in and out of you, easing you through your climax and as you came back down he placed tender kisses trailing up your body. When his lips made contact with yours again you held his face and you nuzzled your nose against the tip of his, something you did a lot after he made you cum. You nibbled at his lips making him laugh, you were giving him all your tells that you’d just had an amazing orgasm. 

 “Was it that good kitten?” He smirked and cocked his eyebrow at you. You laughed and smacked him. 

“Not the time to get cocky sir.” You grabbed his achingly hard erection firmly and his eyes closed and his breath hitched in his throat. He smiled at you and kissed you again, taking your breath away just like every time he kissed you. You lined his cock up with your entrance and looked at him pushing his hair away from his face. 

“Min, I love you, please, make me yours.” Minho pushed the tip in and slowly sank into your dripping center. He bottomed out inside of you and gave you time to adjust to his size in you. He placed tender kisses on your cheeks and lips before looking into your eyes. 

“I love you too Y/N so much. I love you.” He pulled out and pushed back into you reveling in the feeling of your plush walls surrounding his cock. 

“God you feel amazing baby, so warm and wet. You’re taking me so well kitten.” He picked up his rhythm pushing deeper into you. 

“You do too Minho, feel so good inside me, I missed you so much. It feels so good.” He grunted and thrusted harder and you moaned out louder. 

“Ah there she is.” He propped himself over you and started snapping his hips into yours. 

“Oh fuck, yes fuck Min-Minho right there God yes you make me feel so good baby! You’re so good! Don’t stop.” He was sweating, drilling himself into you harder and faster pursuing both of your climaxes. 

“I’m close kitten I’m so close. Cum with me gorgeous.” His fingers danced across his slick tongue and then his hand slid between you and he started rubbing your clit as he continued to attack that delicious spot inside you with his cock. 

“Cum with me baby, cum with me.” You didn’t need to be told again. Minho pushed you over the edge with another thrust and you came moaning his name out. 

“Minhoooo fuck fuck, cum inside me, cum for me Min!” He groaned out, the sound made your toes curl as he fucked you through your peak and spilling his load inside you. 

“Oh my god Y/N oh god yes take it beautiful. Fuck I'm coming, FUCK!” Minho shook and shuddered through the remnants of his orgasm before collapsing next to you on the bed. You both laid there splayed out trying to catch your breath. You sighed and looked over at Minho. 

“We should probably get cleaned up we have a lot to do today.” Minho looked confused. He’d had no plans that he knew of. He had hoped plans now included fucking, sleeping, and eating on and off all day to make up for lost time. 

“I know it’s the weekend but I want to get a jump on figuring out how we can break your lease, find movers and pick a day for them to get your stuff.” Minho looked at the ceiling and laughed. Here he was still trying to catch his breath post nut and you were already planning lease agreements and movers. 

“Just like that huh?” He said smirking at you. You shook your head matter of factly. 

“Yep, just like that. Why what were you thinking?” He pulled you close, wrapping his arms around you from behind and buried his face in your neck, kissing and nipping your sweet spots. 

“I was thinking maybe we start that on Monday and stay in today. Pretend like the world is ending tomorrow and never leave the bed.” His lips and bunny teeth trailed down your neck and shoulder and you giggled and sighed, happy to pretend the world was ending everyday with Minho for the rest of your life. 

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{gammer!felix x reader}

a/n: this was pure self-indulgence (also for my beste who's in love with felix) - masterlist <3

warnings: oral (m receiving), pet names, slight exhibitionism, slight dom/sub themes

summary: felix has been spending a little too much time gaming, and not enough time with you (so basically you helping felix under the desk)

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you felt as though your life was on an endless cycle. everyday you would do the same four activities; wake up, go to school, come home, and finally sleep. of course there would be the occasional assignment due on a late night, and exams that you would have to spend your whole weekend studying for. however, everyday would relatively be the same as the last. that is until, your boyfriend felix had a weekend off.

thankfully, you had no additional assignments, or exams you had to study for on that weekend. it was almost meant to be you think. however, the weekend that you had planned in your head differed from the one you're experiencing right now.

so here you are now, laying on your stomach on your leather couch in the living room. while your beloved felix has been gaming for the past three hours.

normally you wouldn't be as upset, as on a day-to-day schedule, you would be spending most, if not all your time with felix. nonetheless, with school and other schedules occuring, you haven't spent much time with felix. thus meaning, you haven't spent time with him intimately.

this has been bothering you for the past week and a half. you don't always mean to get so needy, it's just that you can't help the thoughts that come to you late at night. the replays of past your orgasms, and your cherished memories with felix just add on to your neediness.

as a consequence, all that build up of longing to be with felix just causes something within you to snap. so you get off the couch, and head into the room where felix was. just before you're about to enter, you hear his voice. his oh so attractive deep laugh, fulminating through the door.

your mind just wanders. wanderers to what his moans sound like, the high pitch ones that he makes just when he is just about to reach climax, or the deep groans he would let out while you're on your knees, tongue swirling around the tip of his-

you cannot handle this anymore, you think. turning the handle and opening the door quietly, you see him sitting on a chair, with a monitor in front of him, playing whatever game he’s playing. he looks so beautiful, his hair a bit messy from staying at home, and his black shirt with rolled up sleeves, exposing his toned arms.

it was quiet in the room, the only sounds to be heard were the clicks of his keyboard. your eyes focus on his hands, eyeing his fingers.

you make your way to him, tapping him on the shoulder to let him know your here, you guess he never heard you come in with his headset on. he looks up at you and smiles instantly, how adorable you think. how incredibly cute.

"hey baby, how are you?" he asks, his smile is too precious. "i'm good, just wanted to spend some time with you," you answer back.

"okay then, i'll finish this game. or you can sit on my lap while i play?" he asks, eyes still on the screen. his tone is still the same, however you wished he could just pay a little more attention to you.

you seat yourself on his lap while he's playing. you observe the room, its dark, the only light is coming from felix's computer. "can't they hear you?" you ask, pointing to his headset. "oh no, i put it on mute," he answers.

you lay there for a little while, enjoying the warmth felix was providing you. enjoying the feel of felix's hair as you play with it. the occasional 'fuck' and 'shit' felix would say under his breath, however. that you were enjoying the most. but after a while, it's starting to become tedious, just doing nothing.

so you decide that you would sneakily tease felix. acting as if your a bit uncomfortable, you'll move around on his lap. you do so, rolling your hips a few inches back and forth. to no one's surprise, felix is unresponsive. perhaps you didn't do enough? maybe you should roll your hips a tad more? just as you were about to continue, you notice felix pressing on the mute button.

"don't think that i don't know what you're doing, dear," felix says, his eyes are still on the screen in front of him. "i'm not doing anything, just trying to get comfortable," you retort back, faux innocence laced within your voice.

"well, you're making my pants uncomfortable with your antics. if you're needy, just say it and i can take care of you after my game." he says, finally looking at you in the face. you think that you can't wait, it's just been too long since you've been with felix. so you get off his lap, and bend down under the desk so you're facing his knees.

"baby, wait. please don't- not right now i'm in the middle of a game-" felix get caught off by your hand reaching up and palming his semi-hard cock through his pants, him letting out a small moan.

his lips parted as if he was going to say something, however you hear a voice coming from his headset. he tries to talk to the person, however he stumbles a bit on his words as your hand begins to move faster and faster.

in no time he's hard. felix looks down at you, telling you to stop while he's still talking to someone. you don't comply, instead you pull down his pants, and take out his cock.

"no baby, don't do that. they're gonna hear us- fuck," he says, moaning into his words. you lick a long stripe of his shaft, until you reach his tip. giving it little licks, and looking up at his with doe eyes. as if you're not doing lewd things to him.

"we can't do this now, they'll hear me. fuck, don't... use your tounge like that ah-" he says, whispering to you, and leaning his head back, giving in to the pleasure you're giving him.

you start to suck on his tip, while you left hand jerks the rest of him. and the right plays with his balls. then you try to take a bit more of him in your mouth, however your gag reflux kicks in before you could do much. "no no, if you're going to do this then, take it all in your fucking mouth," he says, while his hand pushes your head down further.

you try your best not to gag, your hands grabbing onto his legs for support as he fucks your mouth rigorisly. felix lets out little grunts and swears under his breath. his pace quickens, and his hips stutter a bit, you know that he's close. so you take on from here. you pull off his dick with a small 'pop' sound that follows, and lean down to suck on his balls, while your hand jerks him harder and faster. squeezing the tip a little as you continue.

"i'm gonna cum. open your mouth for me, you're going to take all my cum, okay love?" he asks. you open your mouth, and stick your tongue out a little and he strokes himself until he's cuming on your tounge, some of it going on your face.

he sits in his chair panting for a bit until he speaks again. "fuck, i don't care about the game anymore, i think i'll have teach you a lesson." he says to you with half lidded eyes. you feel yourself getting wetter and wetter by the second.

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a/n: heyy guys, this ff was kind of for me lmao. i just wanted to write this real quick cause i couldn't get this senario out of my head after seeing all the taste teasers on tiktok smh- anyways i hope you enjoyed it!!! i love you all, and make sure to eat and drink water properly <3

i can taste temptation

jeongin x fem! reader

warnings: pwp, fingering, dom! jeongin, pet names, cliffhanger (sorry)

word count: 970

MINORS DNI 18+

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