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This literally brought tears to my eyes. Baby, thank you so much for reaching out. We hope youâre staying healthy and safe. đ„°đ
Unrelated and out of nowhere but I just want to insert myself in since you asked anon who their favorite Day6 member was. Wonpil is mine, he makes my heart mushy and soft đđ also I love your riddle game and you're interest in everyone's minds đ»đ
Awww Little Pill! Heâs so adorable. Great pick! I just wanted to have some fun and I couldnât decide what to write next so I thought Iâd leave to you guys, but then there were over 600 requests and I got intimidated so... itâs all up to the winner now. Lol đđ ïżŒ
Off with six. Down by one. - Thatâs obviously them dropping a member. From six to five.
Half the letters. - Half of six is three.
Lesser is taller. - Junhong
First is the martyr - Youngguk always stood for what he believed in.
Voices show color. Masks of another. - They all have Matokki dolls and there is a color for each of them. All of the dolls wear masks.
In lay a cancer - Daehyuns zodiac sign
A true enchanter - Jongups Halloween outfit
Honey Vocals - Youngjae. Duh. â€ïž
White panther - What Youngguk called Himchan
The ending is about the fight they had with their rights and freedom. They fought a company that stole so much from them. Their childhoods, their bodies, their minds. They ended up disbanding, but at least they have the opportunity now to heal.
Now! Claim your prize. It can be anything. Anything at all. You have no limits. Well done!
Is it EXO? You used the word lay twice, they have a song called history, and some members are said to have honey vocals. Also Lay has a song called Honey.
It is not EXO or LAY but I absolutely love your reasoning. Iâll give you a hint. âDown by oneâ means they lost a member. âLesser is tallerâ is hinting at a the youngest member being the tallest. đ€
Authors Note: SoâŠHey stranger! Itâs Jung...This just came to me and I felt the need to share it. All depictions are fictional and all participants are simply inspiration. Also the gif isnât mine. That being said; enjoy:
He was humming. You could hear it under the static of the water. The fridge behind your back was cool as you leaned into it, closing your eyes. Thinking about the way his tanned back would look like as water rolled off his muscular shoulders. You imagined his chest rising and falling sharply as his huffed because of the steam. The water was always too hot when he came home after a day like today. The training he had gone through would be tough on an athlete. Choreography to the new song would taunt his muscles for at least a week.
A pop from your glass broke your thoughts. You looked down and saw the crack of the ice cube in the glass. Were your hands that warm? You brought the glass to your lips and your temples tightened at how cold the water was.
You pressed your lips together and hummed thoughtfully. Where were you? Right, you closed your eyes and leaned back against the cool fridge. The steam was lifting from his body, almost as if it was coming from inside of him. As he let off the steam of the day he would push his hands through his wet soapy hair. His head would tilt up to the hot water, attacking his face as he eyes scrunched closed at the slight pain of it all. Taehyung was always down for a little pain. In a good way of course, and he - the hum coming from the bathroom knocked you out of your thoughts.
You opened your eyes, your brows furrowed as you hummed along. You knew the song but not the words. Dum-tum-dum-tumtumm. There was a mumble behind your lips as you pulled yourself from the fridge and set down the glass. In my arms... can't compete... What was that song? Why did it feel so perfect for the smooth slow movements you imagined Taehyung carrying out in the shower? Bum-dumdum-dadum. The song knocked around your head, the lyrics avoiding direct contact with your memory of hearing it last.
That song. You had heard it in the car one night. Pressed against Taehyung, the light up above changing to green and taking his eyes away from yours. You had licked your lips as you rubbed his chest, feeling him underneath his shirt. He hummed and the vibrations shook through your hand and right into your stomach. You remember trailing your hand down from his chest and around his thigh. He was so warm, your hand so cold. He had shifted under you, his eyes taking in his surroundings before turning the wheel haphazardly. The surprise hand warranted your hand fighting around his strong leg as he pulled into field that was full of cars all pointed the same way so the passengers could view the movie. But they had cleared out because of the rain, it distorted the quality of the film. There was a spark in his eyes as he reached up and opened the sun roof. He had laughed as you squealed at the cold water.
Don't follow me, you'll end up in my arms. His sweet voice was slick with emotion as he sang out the lyrics perfectly. His dictation seamless as he hummed the next line. His arms. What a wonderful thought. Why wouldn't you want to follow him?
Dum-tum--ohh. That was the song. You reached for the tablet on the kitchen counter and typed it in. A little model of the apartment came up as the app asked you which rooms you wanted to play the song in. Your eyes focused on the bathroom. The place your current fantasy lived. You wondered if he would mind the company. You wondered if he would mind your thoughts. If he would feed into them if he knew what you were thinking. No. You thought, you should let him decompress. Let him wash the day off of himself.
A deep groan crept through the hall. You felt it as if it was against the nape of your neck and you rolled your head to the side to get rid of the feeling. You bent to the side to peak down the hall. He hummed a hiss and you couldn't help but to wonder why he wasn't singing the song. Did he think of the car ride too? Had it gotten him excited? Was that groan purchased with the thought of you?
You swallowed, your finger tapping on the bathroom on the tablet. Another tap and you set up Controlla to play next. You turned and moved down the hall. Your arms tight around your sides and your smile caught in your teeth as your short fast steps brought you to the door. You opened the door before you could second guess and the steam flowed over your face.
A gasp later you took in a lung full of cedar wood and cashmere scented steam. You stepped into the room as the speakers played the song overhead. "Babe," he cooed, his pics curling around his excitement. Yes, he had wanted the company. "I was just thinking about you." You could hear the smile in his voice. The under growl that came out when he got going. You puckered you're lips, you were a little upset he had started without you. There was only one way to make him pay.
"That's funny," you said, your hand sliding up the wall to the panel. "So was I." You turned the light off. He huffed, you heard him move in the shower. His hands coming up to the glass with a thud. You gasped and you took your shirt off, somewhere in this room there was cold air and it had all rushed to your shoulders and back. Your hands ran up your warm stomach and over your breast, your head tilting up in the dark room. You pushed one hand down into your pants. Your fingers tingling at the warmth under the band. You swayed your hips as you cupped yourself. A moan passing through your lips as you stepped out of your pants and twisted against your cold fingers as they fluttered over your panties.
You hummed and opened your eyes. The steam never settled. There was a shadow behind it and you imagined Taehyung trying to see you from behind the glass. But the shadow got darker and then the steam was parting around a figure. Hot warm hands grabbed you. One on your waist and the other on your wrist, stilling your hand over your warmth. He groaned as he brought his lips to yours. He tasted like a warm summers day, his lips soft and full on yours. "Do you have any idea what you're doing to me?" His voice was low and filled with desire. You smiled and he didn't wait for your answer. Taehyung pushed his head into the side of your neck and you tilted your head to give him room.
The smile on your lips opened into a moan as he sucked on your soft skin. His hands found your hands and guided them to his shoulders as he lowered himself to his knee. You grabbed his warm wet back as he kissed down your stomach. His hands grabbing your butt tightly, you rocked onto your tip toes, your back arching against the door as he bit your side with a growl. He was looking up as you, his teeth still leaving their mark in your skin as his hands slowly released your butt and gently slid to the sides of your panties. He released your side to kiss over to your navel. The trail of little soft kisses fluttered over your skin, each kiss causing another waive of adrenaline to crash into you as the marks on your neck and side burned in the background of your need.
"Oh.." You moaned. Taehyung kisses you over your panties, his hands massaging your sides. He hummed over your heat. The rays of pleasure hit your body causing you to shutter under his sound. He chuckled but that didn't help and your back arched as you moaned his name with lust, your hands pulling his hair as you did so. A peek down showed you the bright red lines over his shoulder you didn't know you'd left him. Nonetheless, they looked beautiful.
The hands at your sides gripped you still and then quickly turned you towards the wall. You took your hands from his hair and brought them to either side of you for support. Taehyung hands gripped and pulled your panties. His hands were rough when they returned to your butt. A groan came from him as he kissed your left cheek around his gripping hands and then a growl as he pushed his nose to the middle of your back as he stood completely. A shiver ran through you at the contact. His hands scratched up your sides, bringing out another moan from you before he found your wrists and held onto them. His nose now nuzzling into your neck to leave another stinging mark.
"Taehyung," You moaned as he pushed himself against you with a hum. He was hard against your lower back. His hips pushing you harder against the door for more friction. "Please.." Your voice wasn't weak, it was thick with the sap of desire. You wanted him. You needed him.
"Anything." He mumbled into your neck as he pushed against you again. You couldn't help the smile on your lips. He was drunk on you, you had made him this way. He was putty in your hands. He breathed heavily against you, his eyes closed as he pushed his head against yours like a cat.
You moved to turn and his hands on your wrists loosened so you could. You looked up at him. His eyes were half open. His cheeks flushed. His skin warm with the rush and his chest rising and falling fast. He looked delicious and you licked your lips as you pushed him back with one finger. He moved like he had already lost his center of gravity, his eyes on yours the whole time. You couldn't help but to be grateful that he was still wet, because you were parched. You stepped out of your panties and closer to him. Placing a kiss in the center of his chest, letting your tongue lap up the warm water on his skin. You felt his head fall back with a low groan. You added another kiss over his racing heart before adding one to his chin. He looked down as if to give you room to reach his lips. Your smile was still there when you kissed him.
His hands came to your sides, resting on your hips and he pushed against your kiss. You leaned back to make him work for it and then found yourself on your tip toes to push back against his lips. You parted slowly and carefully added another soft kiss into the mix before side stepping. Your hand on his chest sliding down to his stomach as you looked into his eyes. "Watch me." You whispered and then you turned to step away. Into the shower. Into the box where the water fell down leaving wisps of steam to fill the room. The song changed as the water hit you. You couldn't wait to see his reaction to how you would look under the water. You remembered your own fantasy about him under this downpour and how it had made you feel. You rounded your breasts with your hands as you looked up at the water. Steam rolled off of your chest.
He moaned your name as he came to you. A hand pawing at your hip while the other moved up your side to cup and then knead your breast. "Please," He rasped. Â "Tell me what to do to you, my minds all foggy." You smiled as your met his gaze. His tongue came out over his lips as he watched your eyebrows raise. Had you broken him? Was he really so full of lust and wishes that he couldn't think? It appeared to you then that you only heard the water, no music. How long had he been watching you touch yourself under the water?
"Well," You started, looking down at his ready body. "We're out of music."
It was almost as soon as you'd finished the thought that his hands were on you. His grip firm and sure as he brought his lips to yours with joy. He was smiling as he parted from your tongue and you couldn't help but to smile back. "Then we'll make our own." He gripped your butt and lifted you. Instantly walking you through the water and against the wall. You yelped at the cold, batting your eyes to get the water out and he chuckled against your breasts at your surprise. He took a hand from your butt cheek to your thigh, scratching down the path before removing his hand from you and taking it to himself. He groaned as he lined himself up with you.
You both moaned together like wild wolves as he entered you. Your hands gripping and leaving marks up his back and across his shoulders and chest. His hips moved deeply, smoothly, and though his pace was slow it was impactful. You moaned as his nipped at your neck and he would burry his growl in your breasts. You felt bad for him supporting your weight after the long day he had, but he felt so fucking good inside of you that you knew you wouldn't do anything to stop the pleasure that coursed through your body with every thrust or bulge of him inside of you.
He licked a finger or two and took them to your clit. You mewled as he started slow on your most sensitive area, his eyes looking for yours as he pleasured you against the shower wall. You moaned and he growled how beautiful you were when your forehead wrinkled together. Your hands lifted from his shoulders into his hair as his fingers sped up. Your breath hitched and you wondered if he would slow down and deny you your orgasm to make up for not seeing you undress. You moaned his name in warning of how your body started to contracts lowly, like slowly going up the hill on a roller coaster. "Don't stop." You whispered, desperate to feel release from him. He thrust himself inside you roughly as a reaction to your tone and you moaned loudly. "Please don't stop." You reminded him as you got closer and closer andâŠ
You bite your lip and arch against the back wall of the shower. The hands in his hair pulling, he growled and hissed at the pain from his scalp as you shuddered in his arms. There was never a moment when you worried about falling from his arms, there was never a hesitation in trust. You gasped for fresh air but between your still shaking body and the thick steam it seamed like a long shot. Taehyung hadn't stopped moving his fingers, just slowed them. His head pushed against your chest, a whimper coming from him as he waited for you let him know he was good to stop.
With a lux hum you leaned down and kissed his shoulder. "Your turn." You whispered against the side of his head and carefully, he pulled out of you and set you down. His hand instantly going to his heat. You stoped him, looking into his eyes. "Watch me." You whispered again as you lowered yourself to your knees. Taehyungs hand went up to his face and through his hair, his mouth parted in awe and disbelief. You took him into his mouth and started moving when he groaned your name. You hummed around him as your hand came up to cup under him. He shuddered a breath and you knew he was close. He grabbed your head, pulling you close and you let him, pushing your tongue over your bottom teeth so they wouldn't get him. He groaned and grunted and shuddered and cursed. Your mouth filled as he continued to move his hips, slower and slower. His sounds getting softer and softer. He pulled out panting. "Thank you." He huffed out of breath. You swallowed and smiled.
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