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hi everyone!! you might know junhanner/xinyanyan/neogreencurry here on tumblr, but i wanted to let you all know she is a catfish..! i wanna show everyone proof so she doesn’t try and make me seem like i’m in the wrong.
wednesday, i confronted her about the whole thing (with proof) and she kept up this lie which i didn’t believe for a second.
i asked her about a picture she said was her, where if you reverse image searched on pinterest you could find it, but there was an emoji on the girls face. so i zoomed in on the girls face and you could tell it’s been drawn over.
when confronted about it, this is what she said:
but yesterday, she sent these ppl on pinterest who uploaded the pictures she sent me of her face and said they stole her pics from xiaohongshu (a chinese pinterest basically)
so, i downloaded the app and did the little reverse image search and i found the original girl and it literally has nothing to do with “xinyan” on the account.
i had a feeling she’s from romania cause i have a clock in romania on my clock app and she’d send screenshots (most of the time she’d cover the times and say that her clock is broken) when she forgot, the times aligned with the times in romania. she’d say that her phone would reset and change to romanian time because she bought the phone in romania.
and today i asked her to send me a video of her face, she danced around the subject and only replied to smth small then blocked me.
she then texted me on instagram and was like “i just have a very traumatic experience from this and something is holding me back from sending it” which confirmed it for me.
she was banned from the discord server we were in but proceeded to message every person she was “friends” with to try and see what i was saying & threatening to “expose” me by showing things that was said about a mutual friend. most of these conversations were initiated by her and i simply agreed.
i will own up to it, i was a asshole to a friend and i have since apologized to that friend. i’m very irritable person, so, i get annoyed easily and i said things i shouldn’t. i know i’m wrong and i’m not afraid to say that.
she also made a statement “defending herself”, which was just her yelling at me and trying to make me seem like a bad person.
the ootd pictures she’d send were also from xhs. i found her actual account and she follows the girl mentioned above and the girl who posts the dress pictures.
today she’s been nonstop dming me on tumblr saying she cannot send a video because she has trauma from such things. she compared it to an someone with an ed having to eat their fear food which seems a bit of a stretch and wrong to say.
i simply asked for a video to prove she’s real, but she’s stalled the whole time saying “idk what to do in the video” or bringing up the trauma. she called me insane though i have proof that she’s using someone else’s pictures and she won’t even send a video to prove that she’s who she says she is.
i’m just putting this out there for anyone who is friends with her and to tell my side of the story incase she tries to switch it up. thank u for ur time :3
-> all of the works listed under this event are inspired by the name chapter: freefall, see further and more specific information about the fics under the titles!
-> rockstar / band au, all fics will be nsfw so!!smut mdni!!
-> all fics will be posted between november 1st and december 31st so be on the look out for them! follow after the tag "#noam: growing pain" for the fics!
-> masterlist under the cut
🎧 choi soobin
a night to remember :: written by @ttyunz
-> soobin hasn’t seen you in months. but after tiring days of work, late night practices and tons of all nighters, another successful tour finished. what better way to gift him than showing up at his afterparty & leaving him with a night to remember?
(Un)expected Reunion :: written by @aduh0308
-> when you've had enough, you've had enough. two and a half years without contact and you can't stand it anymore. you miss your best friend-- if you can even call him that anymore. you miss him enough, in fact, to get a backstage pass to his next concert just to be sure you'll get a chance to talk to him.
🎧 choi yeonjun
i miss you :: written by @nightlytyuns
-> one of the hardest things about dating a rockstar is the distance; when he’s on tour he’s thousands of miles away, busy and unable to call, and you spend months alone in a cold counting down the days until he gets home. but your boyfriend put some extra time aside to make a very special video call to his favorite girl.
a coincidence :: written by @hyukalyptus
-> yeonjun started to get bored with performing. it’s the same thing every night—the same songs, the same chords, the same blurry crowd. but when he spots you in the audience, it’s exciting again. but will he ever see you once the concert is over?
🎧 choi beomgyu
getting friendly :: written by @gowonders
-> beomgyu, the guitarist in a band, also happens to be your best friend. you really didn’t think much about him until he was playing guitar just for you, and he makes some lewd joke.. “yeah, these fingers are pretty much good for anything and everything.” “show me, then.”
new favorite :: written by @pjmsneverland
-> When Beomgyu and his band meet yn at auditions in his hometown for an opener he finds he’s attracted to more than just her voice and insane guitar skills. Beomgyu makes it his mission to get her alone while on tour and really give her something to sing about. He fears she’s already his new favorite.
🎧 kang taehyun
lead singer :: written by @napofamoon
-> when being the lead singer in one of the biggest local bands is up for grabs, you find yourself wanting to audition. but there's only one thing, one person in your way— kang taehyun.
habit :: written by @lovesick-wonderland
-> When adrenaline runs high before his shows Taehyun has found the perfect outlet for his nerves: fucking your brains out before every show.
🎧 huening kai
bad enough for you :: written by @hyuk4sbf
-> “you know,” you start with a smile, gentle; innocent—while you know the situation is anything but, “i’ve always preferred good boys.” he blinks at you, eyes glossy and perhaps a little confused in his daze. you watch his pierced lip tremble, down to his knuckles turning white as he grips the sink. “but …”
he'll eat your heart :: written by @majestyjun
-> tinnitus in his ears, dark smudges under his eyes, bloody callouses on his fingers,,, he's no longer the same person as he once was before. such a shame love's a drug,,, so close your eyes and stay another night,,, won't you, darling?
Summary: when adrenaline runs high before his shows, Taehyun has found the perfect outlet for his nerves: fucking your brains out before every show.
Pairings: Toxic Rockstar! Kang Taehyun x Reader
Warnings: 18+, smut, degradation, choking, unprotected sex, unhealthy relationship, reader is called a pet, dom taehyun, top taehyun, toxic taehyun, gender neutral reader
Word count: 1.6k
Part of @napofamoon's event: growing pain! Thank you so much with being patient with me and letting me join ^^, I tried to get it out asap, so I haven't proofread--
Minor please DNI
Disclaimer: this is a work of pure fiction. I do not condone the actions of any characters in this story and the actions do not reflect the idols in any way.
You swore it’s the last time you’re doing this.
You swore it was the last time that you’re going to let Kang Taheyun fuck you in his dressing room before his shows. He claims it’s to get rid of his nerves before the show and you always let him. However, despite your shared pleasure during this pre-concert habit, the euphoria and adrenaline always wears off, a longing and emptiness replacing them after he zips up his pants and asks you to leave so he can prepare
Everyone tells you that you can’t keep letting Taehyun do this to you. That you deserve better, that you can find someone else. You even know that the two’s relationship is toxic, a corrosive acid eroding you, until there’s nothing left, eating you up alive and leaving you until you have nothing else to offer.
You know he has options. He’s gorgeous, the lead singer of a rising rock band: “TXT”. People were always throwing themselves at Taehyun’s feet. You’ve seen the people he’s brought back backstage after one of his shows, the pretty girls he leaves the bar with or dances at the club with. You’ve how people stare at him at shows, full of adoration, love, support. The crowds that go wild the minute he flashes his abs, the way they scream whenever he hits the high note in the song, the comments online about how they’d give everything to spend a night with him.
But despite the line of people Taehyun has to choose from, you’re the one he always calls to his dressing room before his shows. You’re the one. Not them.
It's a special feeling that keeps you coming back to him. Time and time again.
It’s dangerous to be addicted to such a feeling, to be addicted to such a relationship. So, you try to distance yourself from him. You try to stop seeing him so often. You hang out with different friends. Friends that don’t treat you like you’re disposable. Friends that seem to respect you. And though it keeps you from thinking about Taehyun and his band when you’re with others, you can’t stop yourself from unlocking your phone during sleepless nights to check your shared group chats and his social media.
You always feel guilty, feeling possessive and distraught over a man who was never yours to begin with. Especially a man who didn’t seem to care about your absence. A man who was still sticking to his schedule, going to photoshoots, interviews, and, to your dismay, clubs and bars. But at the very least, TXT had yet to do another concert. And Taehyun has yet to call you for another dressing room quickie.
You’re out at a restaurant with friends when you hear the familiar ring of your phone. A surge of satisfaction washing over you as you check the caller ID: Taehyun. You’re not surprised, you knew he had a show today. But you promised yourself you wouldn’t go back to him, so you place your phone down on the table and revert your attention back to your friends.
You hear your ringer go off again. And again.
Then Taehyun stops calling.
You stand up abruptly from the table, excusing yourself, bidding goodbye and saying something urgent came up. It’s automatic how your body moves to get to the concert venue, strides long and slow until you’re running to get to the venue. You will yourself not to think as you scream at yourself for going back to him. You know it’s unhealthy. You know you should leave, but the thought of him no longer needing you sends your mind into a frenzy.
You’re sweaty and out of breath when Taehyun opens the door to his dressing room, ushering you inside while grinning. He’s gorgeous, dressed in a sleeveless graphic t-shirt, ripped jeans, a belt with a wallet chain, spiked choker and a spiked cuff.
“I knew you’d come. You always come back to me, don’t you? A little pet that always comes back to its master.” Taehyun coos at you, pulling you towards him for a kiss before pinning you against the closed door.
“I want to fuck you against a wall. You’re okay with that right, baby?”
You nod enthusiastically. Taehyun lets out a chuckle.
“I called you in earlier than usual since we haven’t seen each other in so long, so we don’t have to rush.” Taehyun says while undoing his belt and tying it around your neck.
You undress and drop to your knees like your usual routine, pulling down his pants while Taehyun holds the end of the belt in his hand. He’s not completely hard yet, so you pump him a few times before licking up from the base of his shaft to his tip. Taehyun lets out a sigh at your ministrations, eyes fluttering shut. He tugs the belt, bringing you closer to his length, urging you to take him in your mouth.
You take a deep breath and relax your throat as he begins to shallowly thrust into your mouth, holding your makeshift collar still. His thrusts slowly build until he’s slamming into the back of your throat, pulling you towards him as he fucks your mouth. You struggle to maintain eye contact with him as he looks down at you, drool dripping from your mouth onto the tiled floor of the dressing room while your eyes water from your gag reflex. You can hear him moaning “take it” between his pants and that spurs you to keep going.
You’re beginning to see black spots from the lack of oxygen when suddenly he pulls out from your mouth, hard length bobbing against his abdomen. You gasp for oxygen as Taehyun leaves you to walk to his vanity, grabbing a bottle of lube. He returns and crouches down, running his fingers through your hair to soothe you and cupping your face.
“You’re so good to me. So obedient, so cute when I’m fucking you.”
You’re able to let out a content hum, throat starting to feel sore as you try to stand on your numb legs from kneeling. Taehyun notices you struggling and laughs before hooking his left arm under your legs and picking you up, folding you flush against his chest as he teases your entrance with lubed fingers.
Taehyun is always meticulous with what he does, and making sure you’re properly prepared for taking him is no exception. Easing his fingers into you slowly and pumping them, hitting your sweet spot and making you see stars. Your head lays on his shoulder, your eyes shut focusing on the pleasure he gives you.
You feel him kiss your cheek before removing his fingers from you. You let out a whine, eyes flying open as you wiggle your hips.
“Don’t worry, I’m not done with you yet.” Taehyun says as he aligns himself with your hole.
Taking him is never difficult. It’s almost like a routine now, given how often you’ve ended up in this situation. You always fit him like a glove and it’s always easy to take him to the hilt, with you flush against his pelvis.
“Fuck. You feel amazing. My favorite fleshlight to use.” Taehyun says breathily, beginning to bounce you up and down like a fleshlight. He hooks each arm beneath your knees and spreads your legs so he can get a good view of him coming in and out of you. You can feel his eyes burning on the place where you two are connected.
You let out a huff as he puts down your legs, allowing your legs to touch the ground. You turn back to look at him with a confused expression before he’s covering your mouth and pinning you against the wall, back facing him while he begins to fuck you again. Your face is pressed against the wall, the wall rough against your cheek as you feel Taehyun tug harshly on the belt wrapped around your neck, choking you.
You feel your eyes roll back into your skull in pleasure, the lack of oxygen intensifying the feeling of Taehyun inside you. He feels like he’s everywhere, suffocating you in the best way possible. The way he presses his body against yours, one of his hands on your back, pushing you further into the wall while the other one is next to your head.
“You’re so filthy. What do you think everyone would think about you if they saw you right now? Reduced to a fucktoy, fucked dumb on my cock.” Taehyun whispers against your ears. You cum first after hearing him, body shaking and mind reeling, the overwhelming sensation of everything proving to be too much combined with his words. Your orgasm and lack of oxygen blurs your mind as aftershocks run through your body. Taehyun doesn’t relent, chasing after his high and fucking you into overstimulation.
“Good pet. Fucking take my cum.” Taehyun groans before his hips stutter and you can feel him fill you up with his hot cum.
Taehyun rides out his high, before eventually stilling and slowly pulling out of you. He rushes to his vanity, checking the time on his phone as you collapse on the floor. Your euphoria and adrenaline turning into emptiness and dread. You just feel so exhausted.
“Shit. I still need to get ready. Do you mind heading out?” Taehyun says, smoothing out his hair and checking his reflection in his mirror.
You open your mouth to say something, before deciding against it and closing it.
You want to tell Taehyun to stop calling you, to stop treating you like this, but it’s not something Taehyun hasn’t heard from you before. He understands your unhappiness. But it’s not something he’s willing to change.
So, you leave, wobbly legs taking you from his dressing room as you swear this is the last time you’re doing this.
Anon who asked for pt 2 of priority, I just wanted to say I'm not ignoring you and I appreciate your ask! I'll try to get it done but I'm super sick right now, so it might take a bit!!!
I might make it noncon since I haven't written it in a while... Is that okay?
Summary: In which Beomgyu views you as just his toy to use and abuse.
Pairings: Toxic Bully! Choi Beomgyu x reader, Mingyu is mentioned
Warnings: DARK CONTENT, 18+, violence, noncon, smut, mean dom Beomgyu, unprotected sex, creampie, degradation, jealous Beomgyu, sub y/n, gender neutral y/n, dacryphilia, pushover y/n, toxic Beomgyu/toxic TXT, self loathing y/n
University au
Word count: 1.6k
Minor please DNI
Disclaimer: this is a work of pure fiction. I do not condone the actions of any characters in this story and the actions do not reflect the idols in any way.
Beomgyu's just so mean.
He's always been this way, ever since you were young, tugging your hair, pushing you around into the walls, insulting your personality and looks while your eyes would water and tears would roll down your cheeks. He would especially insult your looks and intelligence, making sure you understand that you, in his eyes, were inferior to him in every way.
Even when you were reduced to a blubbering mess, Beomgyu still wouldn't stop. He just got meaner, laughing and pointing out how pathetic you looked.
When you went off to university, you were hoping to avoid Beomgyu at all costs. Unfortunately, it turned out he was going to the same university as you and somehow found a way to terrorize you even though you two were in different departments.
Interactions with him always ended the same way: you in tears.
Truth be told, Beomgyu was addicted to your tears. He loved the redness of your nose and cheeks, how your tears would fall, how uneven your breathing became, how despite you trying to hold back your sobs, sniffles, and whimpers, they would escape.
Beomgyu also lived for your reactions. He especially loved that no matter what he would say, you would just stand there and take it. Years of him wearing you down reduced you to a spineless, submissive mess. You wouldn't even make eye contact with him anymore, only looking at your shoes when you were in his vicinity.
He loves the softness of your voice when you speak, the plushness of your flesh when he digs his teeth and nails into you. He loves the silkiness of your hair when he tugs at it to make you look up at him. He even loves your wide eyes full of fear when he forces you to look at him.
Although he would never admit it to anyone, in his own sick way, he was addicted to you.
You were his. His toy, his ragdoll to play with.
So, why were you hanging out with another guy? From the way the other guy was looking at you, Beomgyu was almost certain he was interested in you.
Beomgyu spots you happily laughing with another guy in the hallway, walking together to your next lecture. Mingyu, he recognizes. You're wearing baggy clothes and your hair is a mess as usual, your hand clutching your tote bag as you look up at Mingyu, a smile on both of you twos lips.
Searing rage rises from the pit of Beomgyu's stomach as he storms towards the two of you. He sees red for a split second, and the next thing he knows, he's ripping you away from Mingyu with an iron grip.
"Hey, is everything okay?" Mingyu asks, looking back and forth between Beomgyu and you, eyes full of concern.
"Everything's fine. Isn't it?" Beomgyu says, tightening his grip on you and looking at you. From the look he was giving you, you knew you knew you were in for punishment.
You nod your head weakly and agree with him. Your body feels boneless and your head lightheaded as you reassure the guy that everything's fine and that Beomgyu is simply your friend. Beomgyu nods in approval and excuses you two, promptly dragging you away.
It's unsurprising when Beomgyu pushes you into a random janitorial closet roughly once the guy is out of sight, quickly switching on the light, locking the door from the inside, and slamming you against the wall. You're quivering at this point, afraid of what's to come.
"I'm sorry, he just needed help on calculus. I helped him through just a couple problems. I swear I didn't tell him anything. I'm sorry, I'm really really sorry–" You blabber as you try to apologize and come up with an excuse.
Beomgyu just stares at you, eyes burning into you. Despite how ugly and pathetic he thinks you are, in the back of his head, he thinks you're cute, quivering and trying to get out of the situation like a rabbit cornered. He even thinks about letting you go without doing the things he wants to. But the greater chunk of his brain screams at him that someone is trying to take you away from him. Even worse, that you would be happy to run away from him with them. He needs to make sure you know you're his.
What surprises you is that Beomgyu kisses you with bruising force. He's never done that to you before, and instinctively, your hands go to his chest to push him away. Beomgyu pulls away when he realizes you're trying to push you away. You feel your stomach drop when you see his expression. He grabs you by your hair and slams your head against the stone wall. Your eyes feel like they're rattling in their sockets, and the room spins as tears spill from your eyes from the pain.
"Don't you dare fucking resist me unless you want your skull bashed in. Now be good for me like you've always been." Beomgyu says against your lips before kissing you again.
This time, you don't dare to resist. You hesitantly kiss back as your hands drop to your side.
Beomgyu makes a hum of approval before his tongue worms his way into your mouth. He pushes his lips more against yours, swiping his tongue over your teeth and gums as if he was trying to devour you alive. At a lost for what to do, your tongue stays stagnant in your mouth as you continue standing stiffly.
It's clear Beomgyu knows why. He pulls back with a laugh.
"You've never kissed before, right? Never fucked anyone either?"
You avoid his gaze and shake your head, cheeks flushing.
"Fucking virgin, flirting with other guys in front of me like you're worth something." Beomgyu says before laughing again, "Aren't you glad I'm about to teach you how to fuck? You'd be so lost and embarrassed without me. Most people aren't as patient as me, you know."
You feel dizzy. You're not glad at all for what's to come in fact, the sheer idea of Beomgyu stealing your virginity after stealing your first kiss makes your body feel cold. But you don't want to upset him further, much less make your body more bruised, so you respond the way he likes.
So you whisper a soft, "Yes, thank you," and nod.
Beomgyu lets out a sinister smile. His hands fly to your shirt, quickly tugging your shirt above your head. His mouth to your neck, sucking hickies into your neck as he makes quick work of your pants and underwear.
You feel uncomfortable in your skin. Your neck feels like it's being burned where Beomgyu touches. You try to zone out, focus on the wall, on the buzz of the lights, on anything but him while Beomgyu continues to torment you. However, it jolts you back to reality when you feel his length prod at your entrance.
He doesn't even bother prepping you on his fingers or tongue. He doesn't even bother to undress fully, just tugging down his pants and freeing his length.
"Beomgyu… do you have a condom?" You ask fearfully, trying not to look down.
Beomgyu doesn't respond, using brute force to force his length into you, carving himself into your walls until he's flush against you and pulling your hips towards him.
When you cry out in pain, the stretch burning, more tears falling, Beomgyu responds by degrading you.
"Oh, you can't take me? You really think you deserve what I'm giving you? Be grateful I'm giving you anything at all."
Your stomach twists and more tears spill out of your eyes. Maybe he was right, you didn't see yourself as particularly attractive, well you were certainly less attractive when compared to him. You weren't particularly smart either, there were always other people who did better than you in many aspects. Plus, you've always had issues talking with other people. Maybe he was right that you were lucky. Someone as attractive and intelligent as him gives his precious time to you. Other people would kill to be kissed and fucked by Choi Beomgyu.
"Fuck, I love it when you cry for me. Cry for me more. Sob for me more." Beomgyu groans, beginning to increase his pace until he's pushing you up against the wall with his body, jackhammering into your poor abused hole.
Beomgyu looked debauched, eyes rolling back in pleasure, getting lost in your tight warmth. He's sweaty, hair sticking to his forehead and sweat starting to soak through his shirt. Even like this, you thought, he looked more beautiful than you'd ever be.
"Beomgyu, please please please pull out." You plead softly, slightly above a whisper. You're scared of him hearing, but you don't want him to risk finishing inside you.
You requests go ignored as Beomgyu reaches his peak.
"Fucking take it!" Beomgyu moans with a particular hard thrust, pulling your hips flush against his as he stills in you.
You squirm and whimper as you feel hot cum flood into you as Beomgyu lets out a moan, panting heavily. You feel some of it ooze out and drip onto to cement floor of the storage closet.
Beomgyu pushes your hair back, tucking some stray strands of your hair behind your ear. It's tender, almost romantic.
Beomgyu pulls out, quickly tucking himself into his pants and smoothing out his hair. However, it was apparent what had happened, given his panting, dilated pupils, sweaty body, and flushed cheeks. You collapse on the floor, staring at the locked door.
He spares one look at you before he exits, unlocking and slamming the door shut. But not before making something extremely clear verbally.
"You're my toy. Mine to play with, mine to break. Don't you dare even think about being around other people who aren't named 'Choi Beomgyu'."
This was so disgusting that almost made me cry. I love it. Haven’t read such a real non-con in a while, bravo. Like for real, made me so miserable. Induced the right emotion in me 🥹🤕
Oh my gosh thank you for the feedback! I'm not going to lie though, my heart dropped when I read the first sentence, I thought you were gonna be upset at me LOL
Glad you enjoyed! <3 I might make a part 2 soon...
Disclaimer: this is a work of pure fiction. I do not condone the actions of any of the characters in this story and the actions do not reflect idols in any way.
Beomgyu’s so used to you being at his beck and call. How all he had to do was text you, his manager, and no matter what, you would drop everything and attend to him. How you would do anything and everything for him. How you would look at him in awe, almost as if he were your god.
Beomgyu loved being at the center of your world, even though you clearly were not the center of his.
Beomgyu makes it very apparent that you’re not the center of his world by how replaceable he makes you feel sometimes.
Despite having known each other through middle school, having kept in contact until you eventually came to Seoul to be his group's manager, he was never as devoted to your friendship as you were. You tried to reassure yourself that Beomgyu was busy, so busy that he didn’t have time to spend with you. So busy with his other friends when he had his days off. So busy fucking and dating other people, whos’ giggles and moans you could hear when you came to cook for him on his days off.
But you tried not to take it personally. It was just how Beomgyu was. He was someone who craved physical and romantic intimacy from others. You were just his manager after all, it would be a breach of contract if you had that with Beomgyu.
It’s just that Beomgyu called so often that eventually your whole day was preoccupied with him. You would not only accompany him on music showcases, radios, filming, but he would also text you to come do mundane tasks like laundry, cooking meals, sweeping. Even his members realized how often your day was spent with Beomgyu doing tasks. It was when you were eating dinner with them and the members scolded him for calling you over so often, telling him that you’re not his maid, you reassured them that you didn’t mind. Even though you felt the stress of no relief from work, so drained every day and collapsing into bed, you reassured yourself you truly didn’t mind.
You told yourself that Beomgyu called you so much because you were a special person to him. Beomgyu only really would pour his heart out to you. Sometimes he would even cry, talking about how much he truly missed his family. How he wished he had cherished his time while he was still at your shared middle school. Beomgyu would share how empty he truly felt despite having achieved so much. During these sessions, you would just comfort him. You’d soothe him silently, rubbing circles into his back as your shoulder became soaked with his tears. You’d reassure him with your sweet words.
It happened so often that it became almost a routine. Once every few weeks, Beomgyu would text you to come over to the dorm, saying that he needed your comfort. After eating, Beomgyu and you would disappear into his room, only to leave with a tear-soaked shoulder.
It’s funny how much you know about him, yet how little he knows about you.
It’s not until you see a happy couple holding hands, walking together and swinging hands while getting snacks for Beomgyu from the convenience store that you realize how much you want what they have. How much you were missing out on because you spent so much time with Beomgyu. How unhealthy that was for you.
That day you excuse yourself and leave early.
Beomgyu didn’t realize how much he hated being your second priority until he was.
Beomgyu’s not dumb. He knows something must’ve happened on the day you left early because ever since that day, you’ve left without him telling you to. You don’t respond to his texts or calls unless it’s work hours. You don’t even cook for him anymore. And he swears he only misses the taste of your food.
Worst of all, he hasn’t been able to cry for weeks.
Everything clicks for Beomgyu overhears you telling Yeonjun that you had a date later in the evening.
So you were giving him second priority because you prioritize other people? People not named Choi Beomgyu? How dare you. After all the time he’s spent with you? You’re not allowed to do that to him.
When your vacation arrives, Beomgyu locks himself in his room for the next few days, demanding that you come and stay in his dorm.
The staff and members try to coax him out to no avail. Desperate times call for desperate measures and you’re called in on your break with promises of a raise and bonus.
Beomgyu finally opens his room door when he hears you knocking on the door. You’re shocked to see him in this state, hair ruffled, eyes red and puffy.
He grabs your wrist and pulls you into his room, dragging and pushing you down on his bed.
He collapses onto you, crocodile tears soaking into your shirt as he cries about how much he missed you. How depressed he was for weeks on end. How he misses your cooking and talking to you.
He tells how special you are to him. How you’re the only person he knows from his predebut days. And finally, he blames you for his state of mind.
Your heart hurts for Beomgyu but you try to tell him what you two have is not normal. That it’s not healthy.
Of course he doesn’t listen. Crying harder, telling you that he needs you. He needs you so much that he would die without you.
Beomgyu makes you promise never to leave him, to go back to how things were before. It doesn’t matter if it hurts you. You need to understand your first priority. Him.
-> all of the works listed under this event are inspired by the name chapter: freefall, see further and more specific information about the fics under the titles!
-> rockstar / band au, all fics will be nsfw so!!smut mdni!!
-> all fics will be posted between november 1st and december 31st so be on the look out for them! follow after the tag "#noam: growing pain" for the fics!
-> masterlist under the cut
🎧 choi soobin
a night to remember :: written by @ttyunz
-> soobin hasn’t seen you in months. but after tiring days of work, late night practices and tons of all nighters, another successful tour finished. what better way to gift him than showing up at his afterparty & leaving him with a night to remember?
(Un)expected Reunion :: written by @aduh0308
-> when you've had enough, you've had enough. two and a half years without contact and you can't stand it anymore. you miss your best friend-- if you can even call him that anymore. you miss him enough, in fact, to get a backstage pass to his next concert just to be sure you'll get a chance to talk to him.
🎧 choi yeonjun
headliner :: written by @nightlytyuns
-> you're there to interview him on his fame. he's interested in talking about something else entirely.
untitled :: written by @minleegyu
-> summary coming soon...
🎧 choi beomgyu
getting friendly :: written by @gowonders
-> beomgyu, the guitarist in a band, also happens to be your best friend. you really didn’t think much about him until he was playing guitar just for you, and he makes some lewd joke.. “yeah, these fingers are pretty much good for anything and everything.” “show me, then.”
new favorite :: written by @pjmsneverland
-> When Beomgyu and his band meet yn at auditions in his hometown for an opener he finds he’s attracted to more than just her voice and insane guitar skills. Beomgyu makes it his mission to get her alone while on tour and really give her something to sing about. He fears she’s already his new favorite.
🎧 kang taehyun
lead singer :: written by @napofamoon
-> when being the lead singer in one of the biggest local bands is up for grabs, you find yourself wanting to audition. but there's only one thing, one person in your way— kang taehyun.
habit :: written by @lovesick-wonderland
-> When adrenaline runs high before his shows Taehyun has found the perfect outlet for his nerves: fucking your brains out before every show.
🎧 huening kai
bad enough for you :: written by @hyuk4sbf
-> “you know,” you start with a smile, gentle; innocent—while you know the situation is anything but, “i’ve always preferred good boys.” he blinks at you, eyes glossy and perhaps a little confused in his daze. you watch his pierced lip tremble, down to his knuckles turning white as he grips the sink. “but …”
he'll eat your heart :: written by @majestyjun
-> tinnitus in his ears, dark smudges under his eyes, bloody callouses on his fingers,,, he's no longer the same person as he once was before. such a shame love's a drug,,, so close your eyes and stay another night,,, won't you, darling?
mean dom huening kai x cis fem reader, !!smut MDNI!!
dark fairy kai couldn't even be bothered to count how many times you got lost in the woods.. how often his enemy, light fae soobin, helped you arrive home.. and how many nights he's watched you from the shadows with the urge to take you in the way he needed you the most.
warning: !!smut mdni!!, dubcon, kai is a bit of a prick and doesn't rlly care about reader.. ends up being kind of posessive/toxic towards the end tho, mentions of herbology, slight corruption kink, petnames, breast play, humping, soobin's also a bit weird and kind of pervy, size kink, bulge kink, degradation, sex in the air (literally), exhibitionism, i think thats it afaik lmk if i've missed something
wc: ~3.4k
“there,” you mentally sigh, placing the last box of herbs down onto the floor of your new cottage.
normally people like you stick to the inner side of town, where it is filled with buzzing people and infrastructure. it was definitely much safer there, as well, than when compared to living near the dark woods every tried so hard to avoid. but for your profession, you found yourself at an advantage living in such a natural area.
as an herbologist, it was almost astronomical how many times you used to groan in frustration at the realization of being out of a certain resource. so it only made sense for you to move into the small wooden cottage at the edge of town that has been abandoned for as long as anyone could remember.
the home was discreet, but beautiful. overgrown plants made their way against the edge of the exterior, and plants right in the garden made the area more aesthetic.
with the vast amounts of resources in your collection, it took a while to get everything organized— placing flowers in a box, and seeds in another. it was quite taxing on your body for the first couple of days, but you didn’t mind if it meant having easy access to most of those things in any time of need.
it made you happy how easy it was to just pick any of the plants you needed on your morning walks, especially since most of what you needed was right at the edge of the woods. you were quick to realize, though, that much of the more complex and rare ingredients would be found deeper within the thick trees.
to say it was difficult to see through the density of the woods was an understatement alone, so to actually take a walk through it made you tremble.
“no.. no.. no!” you sigh, face palming yourself as you checked your storage one more time. you swore you had a few recently harvested matsutake mushrooms in your collection, but the more you looked, the more you grew disappointed.
you spent hours looking for them, hoping that if you would check just once more, they would appear. but alas, they did not.
this fungi was, to your dismay, only grown deep within the woods where no light tended to shine. so fear ran through your veins just slightly at the thought of trip towards the mushrooms, but nonetheless, you needed it.
grabbing a bright flashlight and putting on your best hiking shoes, you knew that going out while it was dark was probably not a good idea. you walk into the dark area around the back of your home first, taking in the cold air.
as you made your way inside the woods, it was quite calming. of course the dark scared you more than anything, but the flashlight truly helped you find peace in a scary area like this one.
“matsutake.. matsutake… ah!” you exclaim, reaching down onto the ground to harvest a few of the fungi.
as you stood up, you felt a rush of hot air from right behind you, close to the crook of your neck. the tools in your hand drop from surprise and you turn your head in the direction of the air, “who’s there?”
but no one answers. the mushrooms were held in your hands as quickly as you could with your shaking. picking up the flashlight, you made your way toward the direction of your home.
the longer you walked in fear, however, the more you were in shock. your insides churn in doubt, mentally curse yourself for letting your fear take over.
you were lost and definitely not where you were five minutes ago. the more your eyes took in the area, the more obvious it was that you wouldn’t find yourself back home.
right as soon as tears started flowing down your cheeks, a light shines into your peripheral vision. it was so bright that you had to squint just to make out the features inside of the glow.
“lost there, love?”
the voice is that of a man and was calming. you knew it was a bad idea to trust anything in the woods, especially after something heart racing just happened to you. but somehow, this man who grabs your hand, gives you a sense of peace that you’ve never experienced before.
he leads you to the safety of your home so quickly, that you knew not to question his intentions. pressing a soft kiss to your forehead, he wishes you a kind goodnight before fluttering away from your vision.
the morning after, you couldn’t help but think it was all a dream. the boy with a mysterious light surrounding him, bright sparkly wings attached to his back— had you truly experienced something no one has ever seen before?
instead of focusing on the herbs you gathered the night before, you turned to writing down all the things you could remember about the fae you encountered in the woods.
bright.. comforting.. loving.. trustworthy.. the list goes on.
sooner or later, dusk turns into dawn and when you do get around to making the small serum you needed, the mushrooms you picked the night before grew too bad for use. so you went back into the woods that same night, hoping to find more matsutake.
what you didn’t realize though, there were more than just loving fae in the forest.
a presence, one much darker than the one who guided you home, looms in the background. this one was the one who scared you badly, and would continue to scare you on every journey to the woods you will make.
small snaps of tree branches could be heard from all around you, making you scramble towards a large tree on your second trip there. your mind must have been playing tricks on you because the longer you looked around, the more you didn’t see anyone.
how unfortunate that it still created enough fear within you to the point where you couldn’t muster up the courage to move even the slightest bit.
“stop picking on the human,” the dark presence hears a voice behind him as you stood still in the middle of the woods.
but all the dark fairy did was roll his eyes and reply with, “oh, shut up, soobin.”
the light fairy sighs as soon as the dark one begins throwing small pebbles in your direction, creating a bigger wave of fear in you.
“hey..,” soobin looks closer towards your body and widens his eyes. “that’s the pretty girl from yesterday.. what is she doing here, again?”
the dark fae scoffs and pushes soobin in the direction opposite from you, “she’s mine.. back the fuck off.”
“you can’t just claim humans like that, huening kai,” the one on the floor laughs, his light aura shining more brightly as he stands up and walks towards you. “if you weren’t a dark piece of shit, maybe you’d actually have company instead of poking fun at innocent souls like yn.”
kai watches you from afar for several months afterwards, enjoying your presence from meters away while you mix up things in your little pot. he finds it interesting at first, but soon gets bored, messing with you by making objects move from one side of the room to the other.
he enjoys getting on your nerves, snickering at how paranoid you continue to get. the way your eyes widen and your head continues to flip from one side of the room to another fueled him with the joy that he was missing from his life.
but what he didn’t enjoy is how soobin, who was practically his arch-nemesis, was always there to fix things up or help guide you home. it was annoying, but huening kai saw his ulterior and deep hidden motives— even the lightest of fairies always have some sort of intention when it comes to interacting with species outside of their own.
“chamomile leaves, dried rose petals…,” you mumble to yourself as you try to remember the last ingredient you needed for a special tea blend.
it was the first time in a while making it for a trader closer to the town, as you tried to transition from a specialty in tea to healing salves instead. so forgetting an ingredient wouldn’t be surprising.. but it was frustrating.
sighing and contemplating exactly what you were missing, the presence near you was unfelt until he ended up speaking.
“you’re missing some mint leaves, pretty. and a bit of lemon zest, if you haven’t added that yet,” huening kai smirks, stance turning a bit sly and mysterious as he stuffs his hands into the pockets of his pants.
it seemed like he was attempting to appear threatening, his wings completely opened and flashing towards you. but in honesty, you didn’t need the visuals to feel the dark, looming presence overwhelming you more with each passing minute.
“soobin told me not to speak with the shadowed fae,” you simply whisper, though it turns out shaky from panic.
kai wasn’t particularly wrong on your tea recipe, but him knowing something you created that you didn’t seem to remember means that the dark fairy has been in your shadows for a long time. and it was thinking over this that made you start gathering ingredients from off the ground as quickly as you possibly could.
“sweetheart..,” kai sighs in fake annoyance, head titling to the side while looking at you with a sly smirk. “did soobin also inform you that he’s been stalking you this whole time..? just because he helps you sometimes, doesn’t mean he’s truly a good person.”
although the words coming from him were quite alarming, you decided to take them as lies, “you’re lying. he also said dark fae are manipulative.”
as soon as you finish the last word, your legs move on their own to sprint towards your home and safety. to your luck, however, he chases after you. he does this so quickly, your calves begin to burn from the weight of the ingredients on top of your own.
heavy pants fall from your lips, and you can see that the door was approaching quickly. although your legs were begging for you to stop, you only ran faster in attempt to get away.
you blink once as soon as you got to your door, but before you could manage to grab the handle, the fae appears in front of you, blocking the entry into safety.
“what’s wrong, pretty human? are you scared?” he tilts his head to the side, a smile almost mocking your fear.
your panting calms down as you look up at him with cautious eyes that were trying to mask as being unafraid. the darkness surrounding huening kai confines you inside of it, almost like a blanket of evil. the overwhelming emotions that were felt inside of you were enough to bring out an unintentional whimper that was crying out for help.
and it was then that he realizes the power he truly held over you.
“pretty thing,” his voice is laced with softness, cold hands caressing your cheek. “just because i’m a dark fairy doesn’t mean i have any intention of hurting you..”
“then w-what are your intentions?” your meek words sounded pathetic compared to his, stutters showing just how uncomfortable the situation made you. the fairy knew this as well, laughing a bit darkly at your question.
“oh darling..,” a warm breath approaches your ear, sending shivers down your spine. “a sexy human like you deserves to be treated as such, don’t you agree?”
your eyes widen and your stance is as still as it can possibly can be— frozen in time and in shock. it was almost like his words had an effect on you, but your body showed anything but the symptoms of magic.
“i know you want this..,” he whispers against the crook of your neck, leaving soft and luring kisses against your shoulder.
your eyes flutter close and the things you once had in your hands are dropped onto the ground with a thud. kai’s strong arm wraps around you and a moment later, you felt weightless.
his arm is strong on holding you as close as he can, no intention on dropping you from so high up in the air, but the adrenaline of it all mixing with how his lips worked against your skin makes your toes curl.
“even with light fae like soobin, darling, we’re all known to latch onto humans for some sort of benefit..,” kai’s hot breath sends shivers down your spine.
“b-but he’s nice to me..,” you whisper and that makes the man hold you tighter against him.
“he collects strands of your hair, the drool from your lips while you’re sleeping, and not to mention the massive amounts of fingernails he finds in your trash,” he looks at you with fierce eyes. “he sells everything to other fairies.. soobin isn’t all that nice.”
your eyes well up in tears at the thought of soobin exploiting your friendship to do whatever it is he does. it’s sick and twisted, but not as twisted as giving into someone as dark as huening kai.
“i will admit and say that i’m not even close to being better than him,” he nods, sensing your feelings before you could fully understand them yourself. “but i want you, darling.”
“w-what if i say no?” says you with a whisper, gripping his shirt as his arm loosens around you. this makes your heart beat faster, him intentionally wanting that fear back inside of you.
“then i won’t stop those noises you hear at night that make you restless. i’ll continue stealing your things and moving furniture until you fall at my knees and beg me to stop,” kai smirks, running a finger against your chin. his wings flutter in the air, taking you a bit higher up to increase your adrenaline. “soobin may be nice, sweetheart. but at least i’m forward with what i truly want from you.”
a few moments of silence pass and he takes it as an opportunity to continue running his warm lips against your neck, sucking so gently you couldn’t help the moan that slipped from your lips.
“o-okay.”
“good girl..,” kai smirks, his lips leaving your body to leave a passionate kiss on your lips instead.
his arms are still so tight around your body and the tingling sensation from the adrenaline in your body makes you question why your body was giving in so easily, but the more kai gives into his sexual desires, the less you begin to care.
the wings on his back are the one thing that’s keeping you both afloat. veins on the transparent membrane pumped so quickly that it was obvious how he was feeling in the current moment, making your arousal increase even more.
the both of you were up in the air, the sun was setting but there was still enough light to be able to see clearly in the sky. neither of you cared you would be naked for the whole world to see— pure bliss and nothing but desire filled each of your minds.
despite being a dark fairy, kai was careful in removing your clothes, tossing them against the nearest and tallest tree for retrieval later, and caressing your smooth skin.
he leaves kisses that stung, but later filled your body with more euphoria than you could’ve ever imagined. bruises being left as he trail of kisses moves down your body and begins to increase in passion.
they would sure be there the next time the light fae decides to take advantage of your friendship once again.
“where’s soobin to help you now?” kai groans, rubbing his hard erection against the bottom of your stomach. skin rubbing against skin that made his eyes roll back in deliciousness.
“mm..!” you whine sharply as his mouth takes in one of your nipples, sucking on it harshly while continuing to press his hips against your tummy.
the pain you received from the abuse of his mouth made the last sensible thought in your mind disappear, pulling him closely and allowing him to suck on your other breast like he’s been deprived of water for centuries.
“your breast is so fucking hnngg,” he groans loudly, stuffing his face further more against your chest. most of your breast was inside of his mouth as he attempted to suck a bruise there too, marking you in strange ways. but you didn’t care, allowing him to do so and to tighten your body against his.
he does this for a while, looking up at you while wanting to be completely drowned in your sweet flesh. his grunts become louder when you pull on his hair, arousal evident as his humping increases in speed, as well.
after a while, he removes his mouth with a pop, one of his hands running down your body to fondle at your butt.
“p-please,” your soft moans are an indicator to him that you want this just as much as he wants you and without thinking for even a second, he positions the both of you to be laying down in the air.
you grip your arms around his neck with fear of being dropped, somehow it increasing the wetness being pooled in between your thighs. with enough space between the two of you, he slips his hard cock inside of your wet cunt, pressing his chest close to yours.
“hnng!” you moan loudly, gripping the hair found at the bottom of his head. “f-fuck you’re huge!”
“am i?” kai snickers and stays still inside of you, waiting for your walls to get accustomed to the girth of his cock.
“so big..,” you cry, the small hint of pain as he stretched you out was not totally unbearable, especially with the kisses laced with burning lust towards your throat.
sooner or later the pain subsided and the fairy wasted no time in pounding into you relentlessly, impatient for his release. “fuck you’re so tight.”
your breasts jiggle against his chest with every thrust, and your legs start shaking with the immense amount of pleasure being brought upon you at once. he was kind enough to let your body get used to his thick cock, but was ruthless when it came to actual sex— not truly caring about your release as much as he did for his.
“look at you, sexy thing,” kai groans and presses his forehead against yours, staring his dark eyes into your dazed ones. “so fucked already..”
your hands pull his neck closer to you, kissing him eagerly. the pleasure in the bottom of your tummy feels ready to snap, but all he does is laugh at you.
“dumb little thing.. wanting to cum on my cock after trying to run away from me,” he licks the corner of your mouth as his cock digs deeper inside of you, bulge prominent on your stomach. “dont tell me youre going to be chasing after me after this…”
you cry out in pleasure when he presses against that bulge, orgasm so close.. “a-ah! please d-dont stop!”
“i don’t plan on it, whore. you’re mine..”
the feelings of regret don’t flood your mind as your sweet arousal runs down against kai’s thighs, and definitely not when his cum is filling you up to the brim and seeping out of your pussy. you feel exhausted and used, legs still shaking from one of the best orgasms you’ve ever had.
he dresses you as best as he could in the air, and tries to give you as much aftercare a dark fairy can give you— which consists of small kisses and gentle touches. but as he flies back to your home and settles you into your bed to rest, he can’t help the small toxic thoughts his dark aura fills his thoughts with.
╰┈➤ your blood-sucking boyfriend needs you. badly.
♱ pairing. vampire!yeonjun x fem!reader
♱ words. 1.3k
♱ warnings. NSFW, minors dni! dom!yeonjun, fem!reader, blood drinking/descriptions of blood, whiny jjun, some anal play/mention, dry humping/grinding, fingering (fem rec), nipple play, slight (?) somno, dirty talk, name calling (slut),, let me know if i missed any!
♱ notes from night. this is for my 500 follower halloween event! this wasn't a request, but i promised you all vampire!yeonjun for spooky season heehee...
you’re just on the verge of falling asleep when you feel strong arms wrap tight around your waist, the bed dipping to accommodate your boyfriend sliding into bed behind you. his bare chest presses up snug against your back, skin cold as ice, and you shiver when he leans his head down to press chaste kisses against your shoulder.
“I’m hungry,” yeonjun whines in your ear, voice breathy and tight— you can feel his sharp canines graze your skin as he talks, his hips bump up against the swell of your ass; you can feel the weight of his cock through your thin nightgown like it was nothing, stiff and twitching… so it was going to be one of those nights. “need you bad, baby..”
“jjunie, I was sleeping,” you whine back, petulant, trying to ignore the heat collecting in your belly. Your lover always had such terrible timing.
“mmm, don’t care~” yeonjun drags his teeth across your shoulder again, this time letting it catch on the strap of your nightgown, drag it down your arm. the side of your gown falls, exposing one of your tits, and yeonjun is quick to cup it in his palm, pinch your nipple in between his index finger and thumb. “i’m starving, need you now… i can hear your heartbeat, baby, i know you need me too~”
he tugs hard on your nipple, makes your breath hitch, hips grind down, heart skip— he heard it, you could tell, with how he chuckles smugly into the crook of your neck. “smell so good..” he moans, nose burrowing further, begging for you to bear your neck to him— you do so without a fight, relish in the way he sucks in a breath, inhales your scent deeply. “always taste so good, too… please, just a bite…”
You grit your teeth, prepared for the bite, but it never comes— instead yeonjun licks a fat stripe up your neck with the flat of his tongue, nasty and lewd and leaving a wet trail that stings in the cool air. he lands just under your ear, and you can nearly hear his smirk as he ghosts his canines across your skin, pretty pouty lips sucking a dark purple bruise. you gasp, bare more of your neck, twist in yeonjun’s strong embrace; your hips rock harder, faster together, sheer fabric of your nightgown wet with yeonjun’s precum and slowly riding up your thighs from the friction.
“touch me,” you beg in a whisper, drenched panties sticking to your core.
“let me feed,” yeonjun twists your nipple one last time, letting go to trail his hand slow down your stomach to meet the lacy hem of your gown. he always knew exactly what card to play to get you to give in.
“fuck, fine, okay, just make it quick,” you plead, mostly for your own sanity— you could feel yeonjun grin against your neck, hardly giving you any time to prepare before he bore his sharp fangs into you.
“fuck!” you hiss from the pain; no matter how many times you let yeonjun feed from you, you don’t think you’ll ever get used to the sting and the burn from his bites. yeonjun’s quick to apologize, his fingers finally coming to rest on your covered clit. he rubs a few gentle circles, fast and precise, sending jolts of pleasure through your body, and finally, finally the searing pain of his teeth is drowned out by the euphoria of his venom.
you feel hot, burning, yeonjun’s cold tongue and breath doing nothing to cool you down— he licks up your blood in fat, broad swipes, wet and messy as he groans in your ear. “so good~” he’s panting hard, hips bucking, long index finger leaving your clit to trail down your soaked slit. “shit, you’re so wet for me…”
you’re dizzy, lightheaded, foggy brain unable to keep up with all of the pleasure; your hips flutter wildly, legs spread wide to give yeonjun the most access. “want you,” you garble, pussy soaked and clenching around nothing.
yeonjun momentarily pulls off of your neck, entranced by the way your blood pools around the puncture marks. you immediately whine pathetically for him, squirming, dazed and craving his lips back on your skin. “you want me, baby?” he teases, gentle fingers continuing to stroke your folds. “want me how?”
His fingertip catches the hem of your panties, and you keen high in your throat— you can hardly speak, let alone string a sentence together, pretty little head empty and full of only yeonjun… you want to cry out for him, watery, but all you manage is a pathetic, choked “jjunie, your fingers, want your fingers, please—!”
your face burns, but yeonjun is just as desperate as you are— he tugs your panties down your thighs in one swift motion, leaving them bunched around your knees to stuff your cunt full with two bony fingers— you let out a sob at the intrusion, head lolling back just enough for yeonjun to continue getting his fill. you welcome the feeling of his lips and tongue, shaking and whimpering as he begins to scissor you open to the rhythm of his suckles on your neck.
“mmn, ahh— jjunie!” you’re begging, but you’re not sure what for— yeonjun’s fingertips rub your sweet spot with perfect precision, his thumb coming up to rub tight, slick circles on your clit; you spread your legs wider, keen for more; yeonjun gives it to you with a snicker, slides in a third finger alongside the others. “please, please—“
“please what?” yeonjun goads, finishing his work on your neck with a lavish flick of his tongue. His fingers pump your pussy with vigor, nasty wet noises spilling from your drenched folds— yeonjun curses with a moan, grabs again at your tit with his free hand, tweaking and tugging at your sensitive bud. “god, you’re so perfect f’me, perfect slut… feed me so well, so delicious~”
your bite had stopped bleeding, healed over with a few sweet kitten licks from your lover, but his venom still coursed through your veins, set your skin on fire, belly taught and aching cunt begging for release— you were still under his thrall, perfect little doll for him to play with after he’s gotten his meal. the pace of yeonjun’s fingers were brutal against your sweet spot, palm of his hand sending hot sparks through your clit with every rock of your hips… his leaking, throbbing cock, nestled between your cheeks, fat cockhead sliding thick and heavy against your asshole with every sloppy thrust— yeonjun kisses your earlobe, bites down gently, whispers so sweet and fond, “c’mon baby, please what? i haven’t gotten you stupid on my fingers now, have i?”
“i’m gonna cum!” you wail in response, pussy fluttering around yeonjun’s digits, clit pulsating, your hips wild caught in between his hand and his hips; yeonjun coos, twists and bends his fingers just the way you like it, the heat coiled tightly in your belly threatening to snap. “please, gonna cum, wanna cum, let me cum!”
“nasty girl, creaming all over my fingers after i suck her dry,” yeonjun crooned, cock twitching hard against your asshole. “go ahead, slut, make a fuckin’ mess.”
his free hand leaves your sore tit to pinch hard at your clit, long fingers fucking you open and playing with you just so perfect and right— you cum with a sharp cry, stretched out walls spasming, clamping down on yeonjun’s digits, swollen lips fluttering as you completely drench his hands in your release— yeonjun talks you through it with sickly sweet “good girl”s and “good job”s, sticky fingers working your pretty abused hole despite just how hard you were clamping down, forcing them out—“so fuckin’ tight,” yeonjun groans brokenly in your ear, “gotta fuck you now~”
“i said be quick—“ you retort, voiced fried, bratty despite letting yeonjun manhandle you with ease— he towers over you on the bed, hips knocking, fat cock brushing against your folds and making you whimper… yeonjun grabs your thighs in his hands, folds you in half with dizzying strength and ease; grin wolfish, eyes dark, sharp teeth catching the moonlight—
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