Follow each member as the love blossoms around them, and it all starts with aâŚblossom. Or the love language of flowers.
⏠Mile High Club Series |â˘| -
Welcome to the Mile High Club, where our flight attendants are happy to provide the best service for our customers. Sit back and enjoy our exclusive clubâs service and goods. Who is your pick for this flight?
⏠OT7
â°âş42.195 paradise lost and found - You question yourself and your future but luckily there is always a constant in your life, or seven. âď¸
⏠Drabble Masterlist requests completed
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RM Masterlist
One shots:
â°âşPink Camellia - Part of the Love Blossom Series - When you love flowers and the cute flower boy not only delivers them to your cafe but also teaches you their meaning | ⥠|
â°âşArt of War - In the art of war, there is one winner and one loser, and you are more than happy to lose to him. | ⥠|
â°âş Food Wars - Miscommunication is not the key to success in the kitchen and a deflated souffle is about as welcomed as his presence near you. |âĄ, â˘| || [Teaser]
â°âş the devil wears cufflinks - Your boss is a nightmare, but when you become the boss it turns out the line between work and pleasure is blurrier than you thought. |â˘|
Jin Masterlist
One shot:
â°âşCoffee puns and wayside milkshakes -Or a road trip gone haywire. When your boyfriend tries to surprise you with a trip to the seaside. But also when your boyfriend is Kim Seokjin things may not go as planned. | ⥠|
â°âşBad Synapses - Sometimes the romance between two broken connections does work, but in a medical setting you always need to fix the broken |âĄ, âď¸,â˘| || [Teaser]
â°âşGrapes of Wrath - One day you wake up only to find yourself unable to move, at the mercy of a furious ghost ready to wreak havoc on your body. |â˘, ⥠| || [Teaser]
â°âşâRight now i donât know if i want to kiss you or shove you off this building â Pt 1 | Part 2 - Or you go into the library during exam season only to find your seat stolen by a handsome man. But instead of giving you your seat back, he offers an alternative. |âĄ, âď¸| moodboard
â°âşâDidnât you know that clowns can get away with murder?â - Or when your boyfriend suggests to go to the circus instead of lounging on the beach but you both hate the atmosphere |âĄ|
â°âşRoller Cat - Getting a job at the roller skating rink was not something you wouldâve expected- not when youâve sworn to never skate again. But itâs the 50âs, youâre alone and you need money. With an old injury causing you trouble, things are about to get even more complicated when your new boss enters into the picture. |âĄ, âď¸|
â°âş Red Gardenia - Part of the Love Blossom Series. When a flower gifted to you with love from a secret admirer each day becomes your confidence |âĄ, âď¸|
â°âş Cut to the chase (M) - Hatred and passion go hand in hand sometimes, especially in the world of sharks |â˘|
â°âşâIâve never cried over a broken dryer beforeâ- âand you better not start nowâ Part i | Part ii - You did not think that doing laundry would make you fall apart like that | âĄ, ⢠|
â°âşStrawberries & Cigarettes - Having a soulmate terrified you, but the sweetness of strawberries and wine pulls you in |âĄ, âď¸|
â°âşWhite Lilac - They say that when you let someone go, if they are meant for you, they will come back. But how can they come back if they went to a place where no one returned from? |⥠, âď¸|
â°âş re:posal - [sequel to sleeposal] Jungkook is stubborn and insistent and he won't let you forget his promise | âĄ|
â°âş santa, baby - [sequel to soft for you winter holiday edition] - Your dating in secret must come to an end and what better time than the winter holidays. | âĄ|
â°âş Phone Delivery | Lee Felix - Delivering phone customer service is tedious, but when the customer is your boyfriend things take a turn | âĄ, ⢠|
â°âş Wrapped Up | Lee Minho - Heâs the handsome man in a stupid sweater you meet on the train. One compliment in and you find yourself more than admiring his cosy colourful sweater | âĄ, ⢠|
â°âş On Air | Lee Felix - Felix is never bad, always there to please you, but what happens when he is? | âĄ, ⢠|
â°âş red lights: green | Bang Chan - In 100 yards continue at the red light | âĄ, ⢠|
â¨Stray Kids as Chase Atlantic lyrics - series â¨
Hi I love you too bubs!!!! You are my one and only adopted daughter and that will never change!! AND CONGRATULATIONS ON THE MILESTONE!!! You rocking it like a badass!!! <33333333
I would love more of the devil wears cufflinks. Never did camgirl fics but this was great
Hello, thank you for loving my fic! I really have never thought I could write it but it seems to have just sparked some inspiration! I am currently on a small writing break but I am glad to hear that you enjoyed it so much you want more of it! <3 it really means a lot!! I am considering a part 2 but I am unsure as to when that will be? I have a lot of other things I need to update and it's been a bit too hard recently but I will be on it asap! Thank you for the support!!! You are too kind!
Masks off everyoneâStray Kidsâ newest mini-album ODDINARY is finally out and itâs time to embrace the maniac within. To celebrate the new release and their upcoming fourth anniversary, we caught up with the group to talk about their new album and single, MANIAC, and the challenges and fulfillment that come with accepting your most authentic self. As a little bonus, we also asked the members to design their own Tumblr blogs (just in case you needed some inspiration). Check out our full interview below!
Tell us about your new mini-album ODDINARY in three words or less, but thereâs a catchâyou canât use the words odd or ordinary.Â
Bang Chan: MANIACS ARE BACK!
Lee Know: Cool.
Changbin: Inner side, volcano, control.
Hyunjin: Super Power song.
HAN: Abnormal, freaky, potential are the three words that I think describe it best. We tried to describe the energy that explodes from our music in a different way this time, by slowly showing control over this energy.Â
Stray Kidsâ music and concepts often encourage young people to be their most authentic selves regardless of other peopleâs opinions. How does ODDINARY fit into that narrative, and what do you hope your fans take away from it?Â
Bang Chan:Â This might not apply to everyone, but I feel like many people have experienced moments where theyâre told to act normal (yep, Iâve been through that). We wanted to emphasize that âstandardsâ donât matter and that you have the authority to let out the âoddnessâ thatâs been sealed inside you all this time.
Changbin:Â ODDINARY is a compound word that combines âordinaryâ and âodd,â meaning that everyone has a normal and slightly weird side. Listeners will be able to experience the everlasting honesty and truthfulness that Stray Kidsâ music has always displayed, with the more crazy side that Stray Kids have.Â
HAN:Â I hope that STAY and all listeners will be able to follow their hearts, rather than being confined by the judgment of others. I hope everyone also looks forward to the upgraded version of us.Â
Seungmin:Â Whatever situation may come, I hope that everyone is able to live in their most honest, unique way with versatility while never forgetting who they truly are. I hope our music can become a small strength.Â
Lightning round! Youâre customizing your own Tumblr blog. Pick an aesthetic and a personal tag!
Bang Chan: Ooft⌠itâs hard to pick just one because my preferred aesthetics change depending on my mood. But if I had to pick one, it would be cyberpunk. The lights got me, and Iâm a fanatic for futuristic stuff.
Lee Know: I want to decorate it using a clean, white tone.
Changbin: I want to use the tags #straykids, #stay, #stage, #music, which all mean a lot to Stray Kids.
Hyunjin: Vintage Tumblr, with #lovestay
HAN: I would like to decorate it like #black #chic to show a lot of calm yet cool atmosphere! I want to use the tags #black #chic #skz #loveyou #STAY.
Felix: #íëłľě´ #felix đââŹđ
Seungmin: #Seungtage. I really like vintage furniture and aesthetics, so I would like to decorate it using an organized brown tone.
I.N: Iâm into vintage aesthetics these days, so I think Iâll go with vintage.
Pairing: (skz) Felix x reader (college!au, est. relationship)
Genre: fluff, smut, romance (pwp)
Summary: Your boyfriend is hosting a confession radio show. With the holidays approaching, you decide to stop by with a confession of your own.
Wordcount: 5.7k
Warnings: switch! Felix (tame), dirty talk, creampie, fingering, oral (m. receiving), public sex (very), unprotected sex
Rating: 18+
A/N: thank you so much @notyouroppar for putting up with me and my descent, and for being my bestest beta, and thank you @btssmutgalore for putting up with my brain and for being an amazing friend and first editor and reader <3 a special shout out to @neonheeseung who requested to know when this would finally be out
Copyrights @joyfulhopelox for both the work and the banner
That being said happy new year and please enjoy! I would love to hear from you so please leave me a message! đ
âWeâre on air with your lunchtime favourite âConfession Timeâ, where you, our listeners, send in your confessions anonymously and I, your beloved,â a deep chuckle resonated through the corridor, âHost Felix, will be reading them out loud. Happy, sad, spicy, mad, anything and everything you want to get off your chest ââ the quick jingle of the show rang through the campus drawing everyoneâs attention. âWe read them all. But before that, we have a small intermission, where our lovely Principal would like to say a few words.â Felix announced cheerily, the smile present in his upbeat tone.
You paused, your half eaten lunch placed next to you. Seated on a bench in a quiet part of the campus you were enjoying the last few rays of sunshine before the weather took a turn for the worst. You forgot today was the day your boyfriend would be taking over the broadcast. With it being so near to the holidays, no one else offered to do it. Laughing lightly to yourself you remembered how eager he was to have the day all to himself in the radio studio. Normally, there would be a whole team and broadcasting was delegated during specific days to different groups. Being on his own meant he had to take care of everything, including any mishaps that may happen. As that thought crossed your mind you smirked, happily packing your food away, before you all but skipped to the building across from you.
Forming a plan in your head you stopped abruptly, almost bumping into a group of students making their way past you. Apologising, you veered towards the bench nearest you, pulling out a piece of paper. Confession hours before holidays meant only one thing, complaints about partners and friends. Smirking to yourself you started writing. You had plenty of confessions in that respect, but one stood out and you would make sure that your boyfriend was aware of your woes.
As the principal droned on about plans for the upcoming year, you could hear students passing by you discussing their disinterest in the announcement, your boyfriendâs name coming up in their conversations more than once. Ears perked at the mention of Felixâs name. You listened closely as you picked up your bag, making sure to carefully fold the piece of paper in your hands.
âHis voice? Heaven.â One girl said excitedly to her friends. You resisted the urge to butt in the conversation, the urge to gush about your boyfriendâs voice too strong. You could understand her completely, yet you were the only one who got to experience the different shades of him in real life.
The familiar sound of the bell that signalled the end of the speech spurred you on, your feet picking up the pace. You were almost there, the door to the building coming in sight just as you heard Felix clearing his throat preparing for the new announcement.
âItâs almost Christmas, and the confessions came pouring in. So, with that in mind, your host for the day, MC extraordinaire Felix will be back with you after this song.â He laughed breathily and you couldnât help but pause at the sound. You heard it everyday, yet you still couldnât get used to how much it affected you. From his soft low voice when he whispered your name, to his deep laugh when you would both be sharing a joke. Most importantly, the shivers that you got hearing his breathy moans when you were riding him slowly, right before he would orgasm. All these, no matter how often you heard them, they would always make you weak in the knees.
Smiling to yourself at his amusement you paused in front of the door. Checking that indeed no one was around to ruin your plan you slowly opened it and snuck in right as he was about to play a song. You cursed softly under your breath, you werenât planning for him to be aware of your presence until later, but as soon as the soft notes of the song started playing, he turned around.
The surprise on his face at the sight of you, and the bright smile that blossomed on his face almost made you feel bad for your devious plan. Almost. You knew heâd enjoy himself as much as you would. You smiled back at him as you waved in greeting.
âHey, what brings you here?â Felix asked, getting up to greet you with a hug. The feel of his warm embrace accentuated by his soft thick sweater felt like home, and you couldnât help but bury yourself in him. Inhaling his soft scent, you let out a small moan when he pulled away slightly bending down to place a kiss on your forehead.
âI wish I could stay like this all day love but I have to get back to the broadcast soon.â He glanced at the clock, the song almost on its last few notes. Sensing the opportunity, you pulled on his sweater to prevent him from turning around.
âUhhh actually, I had something to ask, a favour.â You smiled sheepishly at him, bouncing on the ball of your feet trying your best to act innocently. When he laughed and urged you to go on you reached out for your bag and pulled out a crumpled note. âSo, I know this is not normally how people would send in confessions, butâ âyou handed the note to him, slapping his hand lightly when he went to read it.
âNot yet Felix. Itâs not mine, itâs someone that knows me, and knows weâre dating. They wanted this to reach out to the person they are interested in. Itâs a surprise they are planning.â You chuckled under your breath as his smile widened.
âOh, interesting.â He mumbled, and for a second your heart stopped. His eyes were locked on yours,a glint of mischievousness in them and you knew he was onto you. âDid this person say when they needed this read by?â He inquired and you shrugged.
âI donât know, they didnât say but it sounded quite important.â You schooled your voice, trying to not sound panicked. It didnât cross your mind that he could be onto you, or even question you, but when he smiled at you and pulled you in for a soft kiss you breathed easily. Safe.
âItâs ok love, Iâll read it now. Anything for you.â He mumbled against your lips before he pressed them harder against yours, the hand that was not holding yours resting softly against your lower back. Pulling you in closer you moaned into the kiss, his soft lips coaxing yours open, not missing the opportunity to kiss you breathless. Worried that he may ruin your plan if he continued, the gentle pressure on your skin and his body flush onto yours making you give in to him, you pulled away.
âFelix, not now.â You chuckled at his dejected face. âYouâve got a broadcast to host, MC extraordinaire Felix.â Teasing him for his earlier shoutout you pushed him lightly towards the chair.
âWill you stay?â He asked after he took a seat, headset in his hands knowing he didnât have enough time to rebel against you. He was meant to be back on air soon and he would be stuck to that chair for the next twenty minutes until the next break. After seeing you earlier, He didnât think he could miss you this much, but once youâve made yourself known to him for the day his heart called out to be close to you. It didnât help that kissing you felt like a drug, your lips against his spurring his imagination on he couldnât wait for the day to be over. As much as he enjoyed having the responsibility of being the radio host for the whole day; all he wanted at that moment was to have you naked underneath him, mewling out his name as he pounded relentlessly into you.
âI donât know, I have to finish up my food, and you know how everyone here is anal about making a mess of the broadcast room.â You shrugged, your heart beating rapidly in your chest. You were hoping your coverup worked to distract him from your earlier slip up, and when he smiled reassuringly at you patting the chair next to him you breathed out easily.
âDonât worry about it, there is no one here to see you make a mess.â He said hurriedly, eyes glancing at the clock. âRight, itâs time to be on air. Please stay.â He looked at you softly. âI would love it if you were near me the whole of today.â You felt your heart melt in your chest at his expression, almost ready to throw your plan out the window. But remembering that this was the only time no one was indeed around to see you make a mess of things, or him, you would take full advantage of that.
Nodding at him, your heart leaped in your chest as he grabbed your hand and pulled you onto the chair, not letting go of you even as he pressed the red button waiting for him to begin his live.
âAaaand weâre back, that was such a good song, Iâve not listened to it, but I know it was good. After all, I made the playlist for the day.â He laughed, his eyes flitting to you shining with happiness. You fondly stroked the hand holding yours, his excitement infectious.
âSo, as we are starting our Confessions segment, it seems like I have an important message here, it was signed, sealed and delivered.â Felix laughed once again into the microphone, and you fought the urge to roll your eyes. Trust him to be a brat about this. âSo, I will start with this one before I read any of the others.â You took this as an opportunity to approach him, his back to you, preoccupied with the note and on air - you knew this was your chance. Slowly draping your arms over his chest, your hands twiddling with the strings of his hoodie you leaned in placing your head in the nape of his neck.
He didnât flinch, not in the least surprised you were seeking comfort. Unravelling the paper he laughed, âThis was a hard confession to get to.â You laughed inwardly at the irony, if he knew. When he started to read you started peppering kisses on the available strip of skin aware how sensitive his neck was.
âOh,â he shivered as he felt your hot breath hit his earlobe, and he prayed youâd stop there. âOk so letâs see. Hello Felix, last week my boyfriend sent his own confession about me, how he sometimes wishes that we switch roles in some aspects of our lives, and I decided that I wanted to do that starting now. Heâs been quite a badâŚâ Felix paused, the words he read jogging in his memory. He could barely think of anything else than your soft lips on the expanse of his neck trailing soft kisses up to his earlobe.
âCarry on, love. Youâre on air.â You purred in his ear, revelling in the way he trembled. Your hands gripped onto the thick material of his sweater, fingers playing with the folds sliding further down until you reached the front of his pants.
Felix gasped in surprise, not expecting you to palm him through the material, teasingly rubbing his member. âAhm⌠a bad boy, and I think itâs about time I teach him,â his voice wavered, his mind on the way you gripped his hardening cock through his pants, squeezing light enough for the sensation to travel to his spine.
âTeach him?â You slowly undid his zip, walking round the chair pushing it slightly backwards to allow yourself some room.
Felixâs breathing hitched as he watched you kneel in between his legs, pushing them further apart. The sight of your impish smirk, your hair falling in your eyes, lips slightly parted wiped all thought of the current situation from his mind. All he could see, and feel, was your hand pulling him out of his boxers; your thumb caressing the tip lightly, making his dick jolt and his hips buckle. âAh shââ
Hearing him lose his composure over the broadcast made your chest swell with pride. Youâve never been the one to take control but as you gripped him tighter and pumped him a few times watching him squirm under your touch made you realise how excited it was making you feel.
Struggling to read the words in front of him, your warm hand still wrapped around him, your mouth incredibly close to him, Felix gulped. âTeach him that he shouldn't be airing information like that over the campus radio.â Finishing the sentence in a hurry he breathed easily thankful he made it through.
âThank fuck.â He congratulated himself for managing to keep his cool throughout. He narrowed his eyes at you, prepared to tell you off for pulling such a stunt, when you silently pointed at the red button signalling he was still on air. Not waiting for his response, you stuck your tongue out, gently licking at the tip circling it slowly as you teased him. Savouring the taste you moaned, your hot breath fanning over his member as hips jerked in response.
Felix cursed softly underneath his breath, realising you were right, yet your warm wet lips sucking him in were too distracting. Leaning close to the microphone once more he prepared for his next confession, the list pulled up on his notepad. âNext up we have a confession from A, whose boyfriend seems to be doing a very bad job at keeping their texts to himself.â
As he concentrated on keeping his words levelled, you took the opportunity and sucked him in your mouth fully, his hardness filling up your mouth hitting the back of your throat making tears gather at the corner of your eyes. Instinctively he reached out for you, but you were quick to grab his wrist keeping it firmly in place. With one hand on the console, the other kept in place by you, he was hopeless against your tongue lapping at his length.
âWell, I guess, this boyfriend is not a great one A. If you were to ask meâ âhe sounded strained, his voice hoarse, his mind buzzing with thoughts on how to get you to move faster down his length. The slow torturous movement of your head bopping up and down, before stopping at the tip to flick the tip with your tongue was keeping him on the edge. âI would definitely air his own dirtyâ he puffed out the last word, âlaundry too. So, if youâre ever in need of a way to do so, this is the right place.â He finished finding himself unable to continue.
You looked up to meet his gaze. Mouth wrapped around him, the hand not holding him firmly pumping at the base of his cock you smiled as well as you could. You could see the conflict in his eyes, the way his hips twitched wanting to thrust more of him inside your mouth, the slow torturous tempo that you set not enough for him. Deciding that if he could speak without slipping you were not doing a good enough job you switched tactics. Pulling him out of your mouth completely, enjoying the way he shivered, you peppered kisses all around his length, the hand gripped around him sliding up to pump him rhythmically.
âYouâre doing so well Felix.â You cooed before you sucked the side of his dick briefly. Feeling the twitch underneath your tongue, you chuckled. âLook at you being a bad boy, being sucked off in the radio room, as youâre live and most of the people on campus are hearing it.â You taunted, enjoying the way his eyes darkened with lust at your words. âYou wonât be as naughty as to come when theyâre listening will you?â You asked innocently before you flattened your tongue and licked a strip from base to tip making him jerk in response.
âGood boy.â You felt the foreign words come out of your mouth so naturally it surprised you as much as it did him. Youâve never taken control like this, but something in you snapped at the thought of making him beg for mercy whilst he was doing his job.
âYouâre being so good. Donât let the people wait.â Trying your hardest to sound as confident as possible, the more you became aware of your own insecurities, the more you stalled.
Sensing your hesitation Felix bit his lip, his brain trying to come up with a way to encourage you without taking the power away from you or allowing his listeners to learn of what was happening behind the scenes. âAs we are heading into the next confession, I would like to make one of my own.â He paused, feeling your movements falter. âAs I also have the boyfriend title, I would like to confess that I believe every person who is in this specific position should allow their girlfriends to teach them lessons.â His smile and good natured advice didnât last long.
Hearing him speak like that lit a fire in you. Your mind was half enraptured with his mindful actions, half drowned in need to make him enjoy his lesson. Instead of dwelling too much on it, you hurriedly engulfed him back in your wet heat taking advantage of the spurt of courage you took from his words. You made eye contact with him as he sharply inhaled, your swollen lips parted around his cock, sucking in a frenzy. You carried on like that for a while, switching between lapping at him and sloppily gulping him down your throat. When your jaw got tired, your hands would slowly take over to cradle his balls massaging them softly. All the while his strained voice struggled to read the confessions he had for the day.
Felix twitched, his thigh muscles contracting, the familiar feeling of an orgasm bubbling beneath his skin. Your keen behaviour as you willingly took him deep in your mouth, the tip of his dick reaching the back of your throat making you choke, saliva running down his balls making a mess of his trousers riled him up. It was enough that he would be filling your mouth with cum quickly if you didnât stop. Quickly glancing at the clock wondering how long heâs got to hold himself together, he realised that it was time for a break. He breathed out slowly, his fingers felt cramped from how long heâs gripped at the chair, your hand still holding onto his wrist keeping him from touching you.
âAnd weâll be back shortly after our top,â Felixâs voice broke momentarily as you contracted your throat muscles around his length, âahm, excuse me, top 10 of the week.â He hurriedly added, your warm wet mouth around him for so long and your warm hand cradling his balls too much to take. He needed to finish the broadcast quicker before he finished in your mouth. You were due some discipline for the stunt you pulled. He was craving to show you who the boss was â as enticing and pleasurable it was for him to see you dominant and take control like that, he was usually the one who made you scream and beg for release.
Knowing you didnât have much time left until your punishment for him ended, you put in as much effort as you could to get him riled up. As much as you enjoyed your game, seeing him come undone like this in public, his raspy breath echoing not only in your ears but throughout the campus, the thought of what was to come when his broadcast ended made you shiver in anticipation. When his punishment ended, yours was about to begin and you felt yourself clench hungrily at the thought.
âAnd this was all from me, your favourite MC,â seeing the opportunity you palmed his balls, your hand trailing upwards until it reached the base of his cock the saliva that dripped down it aiding you in gripping him lightly. âAhhh,â his low moan reverberated through the speakers as he gripped the edge of the table. His mind was in a daze, for a second his next words escaped him. All he could think of was how good he felt, his muscles tensed. Your lips were now peppering kisses all around the head of his member switching from time to time to tantalising with a kitten lick as you moaned at the taste of him.
âYou taste so good, baby.â You softly whispered, your breath around his slick dick making him tremble at the sensation. You locked eyes with him, noticing the glossed over look with raw lust, yours glinted with mischief. You felt the last thrill of power as your hand gripped tightly at the base of his cock before you took him in your mouth once more swallowing him as much as your throat allowed you to.
âAhhh fuâŚâ Felix swallowed hard, remembering where he was, the buttons underneath his hands reminding him he was still on air and about to broadcast himself filling your mouth up with his cum. âAh, furious that we have to part for now.â He saved himself last minute, his hips bucking a desperate attempt to get himself deeper into your mouth. âBut, we will be back.â He added hurriedly, his finger slipping off the button right as you swirled your tongue around the underside of his dick, your hand pumping vigorously at the rest.
âFuck, Y/N baby.â The knowledge that now the broadcast was over he could be as loud as he wanted, made him more vocal than normal. Grunting he grabbed onto your hair, jerking his hips rhythmically enjoying the feel of your velvety walls wrapped around him. You dug your fingers in his thighs, the slight pull of his fingers through your hair fuelling your own pleasure. Desperate for some friction and your pussy on fire, you allowed your hand to slip between your legs, your mound grinding down on the delicate bones of your wrist.
âLook at you, you dirty girl, getting yourself off as your mouth is stuffed full of my dick.â Felix groaned his eyes hungrily eyeing your movements. Seeing you riding your own hand as you dripped saliva all over his dick made him pump into your mouth harder, the tightness of your throat spurring him on. âYou like that donât you?â You could only moan in response, the vibrations causing Felix to growl his fingers pulling your hair roughly. You felt breathless, your mind focused on the fire building in your stomach, your hips pressing down on your hand in a frenzy. Just as you felt the familiar tingle in your spine, the euphoric feeling of your orgasm within reach Felix growled deeply before he stopped you with a pull of your hair. Feeling your orgasm subside, you whimpered disappointedly. Your sensitive clit was still firmly pressed against your arm and you couldnât help but shiver at the smooth lull in his voice.
Pushing the chair away from the table he slowly pulled out of your mouth, his hand still tangled in your hair, guiding you safely from underneath. Glancing down at you, red faced, plump lips shining with your spit and his precum your hair framing your features â the sight made him breathless. If his desire to fuck you wasnât so strong, he would have come then and there.
âNot like this baby girl. I want to fill you up with my dick as you come around me, let me feel you.â He whispered, his voice dropping a few octaves lower as he let go of your hair. With the gentle caress of your cheek, his thumb gently rubbing away your own fluids he motioned for you to stand up. On shaky legs you allow him to pull you up, your knees protesting from the position youâve subjugated them to as you teased him. Leaning into him you whined softly as his breath hit the sensitive skin of your neck, his tongue trailing patterns before nipping at the skin softly.
âFelix, please. I need you.â You begged softly, unable to hold the facade anymore. All the teasing, and the taste of him lingering in your mouth were making the blood boil underneath your skin in lust.
âHas being the boss made you horny?â He cooed, his hand softly trailing down towards your clothed pussy. âYouâve had your fun; look at you being this wet after sucking my dick.â With his hand in your pants, his fingers sliding right between your slick folds he bit your throat gently drawing a groan from you.
âTell me, does being in control make you this wet?â He drawled, his hot breath cooling the saliva he left on your throat. Fingers rubbing up and down between your pussy lips made your knees buckle. You whimpered at the hot feeling travelling up your spine as his digit circled your clit teasingly before pulling away from you.
âUnfortunately for you,â he growled, his gentle demeanour taking a turn as he roughly turned you around, his hand pressing onto your back bending you over the desk. âSeeing as I'm accused of being a bad boy,â he leaned over your back, one hand pulling your panties to the side as the tip of his dick poked at your entrance. âI will fuck you like one for the next twenty minutes. Until you canât walk straight.â Not waiting for a response, he thrust right in; your wetness enough for him to bottom you out. His tip hitting the spot right inside of you that made you see stars, the pleasure travelling all the way down to the tip of your toes.
You found it hard to keep yourself steady as he pounded into you, your hands gripping the edge of the desk. Bent over the controls, your sweat dripping over it, you felt your walls contract around Felixâs dick at the thought of pressing the red button by mistake. Entertaining the thought of having everyone hear you as you were thoroughly fucked to an orgasm was thrilling, yet you knew it wasnât possible. Not only will you both get kicked out, but you would also be the shame of the University.
âFuck- ah, Felix, right there.â You groaned, as he thrust in at an angle hitting a particular spot that made your back arch in pleasure. âHarder please.â
âYouâre dripping sweat all over the controls. Look at you, making such a mess. What do you think everyone would say if they knew about this?â Playing upon the scenario, Felix felt you shudder under him, and he groaned at your aggressive response. Youâve never discussed the thought of public sex, but the way your hips slammed back against his thrusts, your pussy all but milking him to an orgasm; he knew he hit the jackpot.
âHow about,â he pressed harder into you, his chest flush against your back once more, voice dropping to a low whisper, âI press that red button over there, so that everyone can hear how bad of a girl you are? Hm?â He trailed off, his teeth nipping at the visible skin.
Unable to utter an intelligent response you settled for a loud groan, the fire in your stomach increasing with each thrust of his hips against you. The lewd sound of your wet pussy accompanied by your skin slapping together as he pounded mercilessly into you resonated in your ears. His fingers brushed the hair off your back before he tangled them in your hair pulling you towards him. The room felt like a sauna, your sweat drenching your clothes, but you found it hard to care.
He let go of your hair slowly, eased the pressure off your scalp, his eyes drinking in the way you curved your back. Hearing your strangled moans as you fucked yourself against him, his gaze trailed to where his hardness disappeared into your body.
âGod, youâre so beautiful⌠just like that⌠taking me so well⌠coming undone as Iâm filling you up with my cock.â He muttered, his hips stopping for a second enjoying the way you carried on rolling your hips, chasing the pleasure.
âFelix, touch me more, please.â You begged, your hand reaching out to grab his, bringing it to your swollen clit. Not caring whether or not he would take control, you pressed yourself against the inside of his palm. The pressure against your inflamed nub, combined with the length of him massaging your inner walls, brought you closer and closer to release.
âFuck, Iâm almost there.â You announced as the pressure inside of you grew. It felt as if every nerve ending within your body was on fire, your mind filled with cotton balls. All you could hear, see and feel was him splitting you open. âFelix.â You whined when he didnât make a move to aid you. Slowing down, the momentum of your orgasm subsiding.
âWhat is it that you want Y/N?â He coaxed you, the hand you held against your pussy slowly moving in circles, applying more and more pressure. âHm, would you like to come?â He asked, slowly moving his hips, sliding his dick in and out of you. âWould you like me to make you come as youâre fucking yourself on my cock?â He growled, picking up speed, the hand against your clit gripping your hip for support.
Spreading yourself more to allow him more movement, you sputtered incoherently. Goosebumps rose on your skin, the familiar pressure building up until you felt yourself let go, the force of your orgasm making your knees buckle. The electric feeling that overtook your senses travelled all throughout your body, pulsing underneath your skin as your pussy gripped him in a vice-like hold.
âGood girl, come just like that, make a mess of the carpet.â Felix spurred your orgasm on, his fingers finding your sensitive clit and circling it lightly prolonging your euphoric moment.
âFuck, fuck, fuck, oh God.â Your voice was raw from yelling out, your hands gripping at anything they could in a struggle to keep you upright. âFelix, fuck yes.â Sighing out, you felt your inner muscles relax allowing him to move once more.
Taking it as an opportunity Felix didnât waste any time before he pulled out of you all the way until only the tip spread you open. âItâs my turn.â He simply said before he plunged straight in, setting a ruthless pace. The brutal pace of his thrusts was enough to raise you on your tiptoes, his cock massaging your walls deep inside. You arched your back, the feeling of his tip hitting at your cervix sending shocks up your spine. You knew you wouldnât be able to come again but you enjoyed the feeling of his hard member pounding you unrelentlessly.
âYou feel so good, fuck Y/N.â His breathing was ragged, the effort of keeping up the pace getting to him. âIâm close.â He growled as you squirmed underneath him. As he picked up the pace, his movements frenzied, he made sure to ask his usual question. âWhere do you want my cum?â He sounded uncertain, his regard for your preference overpowering his impending orgasm.
âAh. Come for me, give me your cum, all the way deep inside of me.â You demanded pushing against him. You contracted your cunt muscles, coaxing him to orgasm. âThink of all these people listening to the songs on the radio having no idea what is happening inside. How dirty their host is, fucking his girlfriend over the desk.â You carried on feeling him twitch inside of you.
Your words made Felix see stars, the imagery you painted in his mind enough to allow him to peak, violently filling you up with his cum. âAhhh, fuck.â He whined as the feeling let up, his mind clearing up from the sex induced haze.
Careful not to hurt you he pulled out of you proud at the mess he made of the carpet underneath the two of you. He would get hell for this from his colleagues, but seeing the way you panted, trying to catch your breath as his cum leaked out of you, was worth every moment of it.
âAre you good? I didnât hurt you did I?â He inquired as you turned around.
Knees still wobbly you shook your head, the haze of your orgasm making it hard for you to think. âNo, Iâm good.â You reassured him softly. The discrepancy between Felix outside of the bedroom (or in your case radio studio) and Felix as an overall boyfriend was astounding. Bringing yourself closer to him you whispered your thanks before reminding him the top 10 songs playlist was about to end.
Felix pulled you into a last kiss, his lips softly brushing against yours. âIf we had more time, I would hoist you up on that desk and eat you out until youâre cleaned of every single drop of my cum.â He rasped hungrily against your lips, enjoying the way your face heated up at his words. His lustful gaze softened as his hand reached out to brush a strand of hair away from your face. âWill you stay though? As thankful as I am for your impromptuâŚâ he paused, âdominance. I meant it when I said I would like you to stay next to me.â He softly peppered kisses all over your face, making you laugh. Nodding at him, you pulled away straightening up, not bothered at the mess your underwear was about to become.
âI will, I will. I promised after all, and if I broke that, Iâd be a terrible girlfriend. Donât want to hear about myself over the radio anymore.â Sitting down you looked at your boyfriend, confused at his amused expression.
âWell, if this is where it leads usâŚâ he shrugged nonchalantly as if he hadnât just spent the last twenty minutes fucking you. âBut for now, I am satisfied with this. Pulling on a more serious face, he sat down as the jingle played again announcing the start of the program. He mouthed a last love confession, drawing a smile out of you, before pressing the button.
+ pairing: bangchan x reader (est. relationship, dom! chan)
+ genre: smut (pwp)
+ wc: 1.6k
+ warnings: dirty talk, slut shaming (ish), teasing, suggestion of bdsm (cuff play, spanking), use of traffic light system
+ rating: 18+
A/N: Part 3 of my Stray Kids as Chase Atlantic lyrics. It's been a while and I have been sitting on them for a long time. But I am back and ready to kick! Thank you @notyouroppar and @ballelino for the support I couldn't have done it without you.
LYRICS: ~You're buried in the pillow, yeah, you're so loud, But I'm about to show you ~(SLOW DOWN- CHASE ATLANTIC)
âHang on tight, baby girl,â Bang Chan warned, his lips parting from yours for a second, before he dove right back smacking them to yours once more.
You hung helplessly onto him, your legs wrapped around his slender hips, too enraptured by the lewd wet sounds that echoed throughout the brightly lit corridor, and his tongue tracing yours. Your hands gripped tightly onto the lapels of his blazer, struggling to hold yourself up as his hand beneath your ass disappeared to open the door to your hotel room. Moaning into the kiss, you couldnât help but wonder how his suit had not fallen apart yet.
The kiss was anything but soft, the harsh clash of his lips against yours, teeth clashing from time to time as you readjusted yourselvesâit all made your head spin. Breathy pants reverberated throughout the room, and for a moment your swore you heard the squelch of your own pussy when Chan dropped you onto the bed.
âYou thought you could play with me and win, didnât you, baby?â His wide shoulders were shaking with his erratic inhales. Chan was normally a soft lover; he wouldnât go past what you asked of him, nor would he be rougher on his own accord. But right then, as you laid unceremoniously over the pristine sheets, his form towering over yoursâhe looked positively feral.
âI-â you couldnât defend yourself, your thoughts too clouded by the image of his mussed hair, and red plump lips.
âDid you think, for one second Y/N,â he leaned over the bed, his hands either side of your ankles. âThat you could pull that stunt in the restaurant, and not be punished for it?â His cold dark eyes regarded you with interest. Knowing he was waiting for an answer, you tried your best to find your voice despite the hot flushes that took over your whole body.
âChan, I didnât think-â You couldnât finish, watching in anticipation as he settled himself fully onto the bed, his body hovering over yours.
Chan gave out a humourless laugh, his fingers dancing over the soft skin of your calf making its way up your leg. âOf course you didnât,â he cooed, his voice sounding anything but convinced. âYou wouldnât willingly try to grope me through my pants, underneath the table whenever our waiter was around.â His hand now reached halfway up your thigh, where he laid his palm gently over it.
You couldnât keep up with the flurry of sensations wrecking through your body. You were incredibly aroused by your previous mischief; when you had indeed tried to grab his dick more than once under the table. Youâd bent over lightly, your fingers tracing the edge of his belt, a sense of satisfaction coursing through you with each sharp inhale you withdrew from his lips. It was uncommon for you, but as the night progressed, and the wine encouraged you to become bolder, you took your light touches further, your palm coming into contact with his soft bulge. Intoxicated by his scent and the alcohol, you didnât give up until you managed to make him buck his hips into your hand, soft moans leaving his mouth masked by the sounds of the patrons around you.
Chan tried to stop you multiple times. His grip firm on your wrist, his voice low as he warned you of what would happen if you carried on. And now? He was about to deliver.
âI warned you, didnât I?â he sighed as if apologetic for what was to come.
You swallowed hard, witnessing in slow motion his hand bearing down on your thigh. The sting of the slap caught up with you quicker than the heat creeping up your spine.
âFuck, Chan,â you moaned, your legs twitching. With each slap your core would throb, releasing more wetness into your already ruined panties. âPlease, touch me.â
Chan ignored your pleas, his hand making contact with your already flushed skin multiple times. Revelling in your moans and choked requests for him to fill you up, he kept you on edge; his hands delivering pain, interspersed with false promises of pleasure, as he kneaded the skin of your inner thigh. Close enough to where you needed to be touched to spark hope, only for it to be squished when heâd simply retreat, admiring the reddened handprints marred on your skin.
âChris,â you whined, unable to stand it any longer. Your underwear was a mess, and you were more in pain by the lack of attention to your cunt than from how tender heâd made your skin. Using his name was enough to garner his attention, his hand hovering above your thigh. He slowly lowered it, his eyes fixed on you.
Chan enjoyed the view. Your flushed skin, lips swollen from your own teeth, legs splayed out, traces of your arousal evident in the wet patch on your underwear.
âYouâre so beautiful,â he murmured, making your breath catch.
Unexpectedly, he slid an arm underneath your lower back, his other one carefully placed on top of your lower abdomen, and flipped you over making you yelp in your struggle to regain your balance.
âThatâs how I want you to be,â he muttered, seemingly pleased with himself. From this position you couldnât see him, but his pull on your hips told you enough of how he wanted you to present yourself to him. On your hands and knees. âThatâs it baby girl, youâre learning fast.â An impish smile made its way past your face, and you wiggled your ass against his crotch. Your breath caught in your throat when you realised how hard he was for you.
âY/N,â Chan warned before he grabbed a handful of your flesh, pulling you towards him, his clothed dick making contact with your core. âIf you still want to play games, we can still play games, but it wonât end well in your favour.â He pointed his palms, spreading over the already bruised skin, making you jump. He enjoyed how receptive you were to his blows, but he also didnât want to hurt you, so before he resumed his punishment, he carefully bent over to softly press a kiss to your ass.
âColour?â, his voice softened for a moment and your heart swelled at his care.
âGreen baby, keep going,â you reassured him and before you knew it, a sharp sting hit the swell of your ass, pushing you forward onto your forearms.
âYouâre so wet baby, you barely need to be prepped,â Chan growled, his palm delivering another harsh blow to your ass, catching your pussy in the process. The sharp sting of his palm paired with the wet sound of his skin making contact with yours made you purr in delight.
Chan paused for a second, his hand hanging above your bottom, taking the moment to recompose himself. The sounds coming out of your throat as you rutted into air, desperate for more of his blows, had his cock twitching and almost ready to blow his load, prematurely all over your reddened skin.
âAre you a cat now, Y/N?â he growled, his hand bearing down harder onto your skin, this time making sure to catch your folds with his fingers. âYouâre purringâ He couldnât take it anymore, the small cat-like sounds broken by your soft moans travelled down his spine making his cock twitch with lust.
âSince youâre so wet, youâre going to take me so well,â he praised you, voice softer than before.
âPlease Chan, fill me up with your cock, punish me,â you pleaded, arching your back into his crotch.That was enough to spring him into action. Undoing his pants, he pulled his cock out and entered you with one swift thrust, not even bothering to take off your underwear. Jolted you let your head fall onto the pillow, as your folds parted around his girth with the dexterity and practice of someone who had done this more than enough times.
Chan was rarely rough with you, but tonight you seemed to have done it. Without giving you a chance to adjust to his cock he pulled it out, only to slam it back into you over and over again, bottoming you out with each move.
âYouâre taking it so well baby, so well. Milking my cock so desperately despite it being a punishment⌠youâre such a glutton for it arenât you?â he praised you, his fingers digging deep into the already sensitive flesh of your ass.
Screaming as loud as you could, you bit tighter into the pillow pushing your ass further back into his hips, meeting his thrusts. As his dick shoved into you harder, hitting the entrance of your womb repeatedly, you couldnât do anything but allow yourself to let go. The buzzing underneath your skin intensified and you chanted his name like a prayer, until your throat felt raw and your head pounded to the rhythm of his plunges.
Any other senses were dulled, the white noise filling your ears made it hard for you to focus on the volume of your moans. Through the orgasm induced fog you could discern Chanâs voice as he bent over you, his hips slapping relentlessly into your ass as he stretched you open with his cock.
âYou may want to slow down, baby girl,â he murmured, clicking the cuffs onto your wrist, âkeep your voice down, Iâm not even close to being through with you.â
