Summary: Your boyfriend has had a rough day, and a hot shower isn’t enough to relieve his frustrations. So, you decide to help.
Smut, PWP, Established Relationship au
Warnings: Oral (m! receiving), Shower sex, Stress Relief, Hand Kink (I suppose bc it’s talked about a lot), Cum swallowing/tasting, *Aftercare*, The use of one petname interchangeably: Baby. *And if I missed anything pls lmk*
Word Count: 1,626
Changmin (Q) X Gn! Reader
[A/n: That middle image caused me to be insane… Also, this is the first time I’ve ever used photos (outside of a couple banner images...) But it was necessary this time. Anyways, a special thank you to @jinkoh thank you for furthering this idea, and @winterchimez for alerting me of this insane man’s post. I still feel like screaming. And I hope kyu anon <3 enjoys this too!! (Also, I won’t tag but I saw Beam go insane bc of this post too and I’m so glad this has damaged all of us. Our favorite menace fr <3)].
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You knew the second Changmin came home he was having a hard day. From the way he set his bag down to how he took off his shoes told you how grueling it truly was. He finds you sitting on the couch and he sighs as he collapses into your arms, and you hold him tight to you, trying to soothe him. You stay like that for a while, calmly breathing together until he mutters against your chest, “I’m gonna take a hot shower and try to forget about the day.” You nod and kiss his forehead before he walks away to get a towel from the closet and closes the bathroom door behind him.
You rest against the couch cushions, trying to finish up the episode you were previously watching. But the longer the hot water runs, the more you think about helping him relieve some of his frustrations. You could easily wait in your shared bedroom and let him take out his frustrations on you in there… but what was the fun in that? Especially, when you could take care of him and make him feel better now. You grab a towel for yourself and open the bathroom door and close it behind you quietly.
You find him facing away from the hot water, letting it hit his back as he stares ahead. The hot water cascades over him trying to soothe his sore muscles. And yet, he still looks as if today’s troubles were still haunting him. The steam from the heat makes the mirrors and glass fog up, and the bathroom nice and warm. And without a second thought, you quickly slip out of your clothes and open the glass door. You watch as his glum expression melts into a softer one as he takes in your appearance. And you grin as you close the glass door behind you, “Hi, baby.” And he sighs, still unable to hide how he feels, “Hi…” His hands instantly find your hips, and you ask softly as your fingers trail down his sides, “Is there any way I can relieve some of your frustrations?” He tilts his head, “Depends… what are you suggesting?” You lean in, and ask, “Why don’t I show you?” He raises his brow and you give him a kiss.
He pulls you beneath the hot water as you both kiss, and it cascades over you as your tongue licks his bottom lip, and he grants you access. You slip your tongue into his mouth, and his tongue mingles with yours and he lets out a soft groan. You pull away with a smile on your face, and he smiles back at you. You trail kisses along his jaw and down his neck as the warm water rushes over both of you. You grin as you look down to find him already hard for you. And you can’t help but lick your lips at the sight.
You slowly drop to your knees, careful not to slip as you do, and sit before him. And he grins, “I was hoping this was your suggestion.” He moves closer to you, so his back takes the full brunt of the shower, so that the water doesn’t splash at you. And you place a gentle kiss against his tip and he sighs, and you tell him before your lips wrap around him, “Let me take care of you, baby.” You place a few more kisses along his length before you wrap your lips around his tip, sucking on it a few times before you start taking him in little by little, causing him to groan as you start bobbing your head along his length exactly how he likes.
Usually, his hands would find his way into your hair, guiding all your movements. He was so used to being in control, but the way you’re staring up at him through your lashes and bobbing your head along him so perfectly. He doesn’t feel he has to be, so he rests his hands against the shower wall above his head, letting you use him however you like, wanting you to absolutely ruin him and make him forget about his awful day at work.
You hum in amusement around him as you watch how his hands clench and shake from pleasure. He looks like a hot mess already. And you can’t get enough of the sight as you bob your head faster, causing soft groans to spill from his throat. You pull off of him a bit to swirl your tongue around his tip and you catch the way he stills himself from bucking into your mouth, resisting the urge to take control of your pace.
You place your hands against his hips and the warm water dances over your fingers as you use his hips as leverage to take him back down your throat and to move faster along his length. You look back up at him to find him looking down at you in pure amazement, as if you were giving him head that he could only ever dream of, and you can’t help but be satisfied by that. Encouraged, you happily suck around him harder, causing him to let out a loud groan, and you watch as his hands fidget against the tile, racked with pleasure. The way he looks has you moaning around him, and it causes him to let out a low grunt.
You watch as his hands clench against the smooth tile, when you swallow around him, “Fuck, baby, don’t be a tease.” You hum deciding to play nice, and he groans, shaking his head and closing his eyes as you bring him closer to the edge. You move your eyes back down to focus on sucking him off fully. Your fingers squeeze around his hips as you start bobbing your head faster, wanting to taste his release on your tongue.
You can’t help the way your lips raise as you feel him twitch in your mouth, knowing he is going to fall apart soon. You look up at him through your eyelashes and find he’s already looking at you. And you bat your eyelashes at him, and he rolls his eyes at your act of innocence. You pull off a bit to swirl your tongue around his tip again, sucking on it as you do. And he groans, and you watch as he balls his hands into fists, and you can’t help the way you smirk around him, knowing you have him right where you want him. He twitches inside of your mouth again and you feel him finally cum down your throat. You moan at the taste of him, finally getting what you both wanted so desperately.
Your hands let go of his hips as you slowly release him from your mouth. He lets out a soft sigh, and you watch as he practically folds before you, causing some water to finally splash on your face. You gasp as it does, forgetting it was even on in the first place, due to how he was shielding you from it. But your fingers were proof it was still running from how prune-y they got from the water rushing over them. You look over Changmin as he rests his forehead against the tiled wall, the cool tile relaxing him as he comes down from his high, causing you to grin. He looks ethereal, all fucked out, and you notice how his shoulders seem lighter, as if you took off some of the day’s weight that was heavily resting upon him. You watch as his hand slips from the tile and he holds it out for you. You smile as you take his hand in yours, and he pulls you up.
He pulls away from the cool tile to rest his forehead against yours, and you kiss his nose, “Feel better?” He nods, “Much.” His lips instantly find yours, causing a soft groan to leave his throat as he tastes himself on your lips. And when he pulls away, he tells you, “You’re so good to me, baby… Thanks.” You shrug, “It’s the least I could do. You’re always so good to me, after all.” He rolls his eyes, placing a soft kiss on your nose before he pulls you against him, “Want to finish showering together?” You nod and he lathers your hair in soap, and you do the same for him. You both spend time slowly cleaning each other up. And when the water starts to grow cold as you both wash up, you laugh, “I thought that would have happened sooner.” And he laughs too, “Me too,” as you both hurry finishing up.
You get out of the shower, the steam fogging up the mirrors even further. He turns on the fan, “I probably should have done that sooner.” And you shake your head, “Nah, it kept it warm for me.” And you can see the tinge of a red blush on his face, quickly knowing what you meant. You both towel off, before getting into some soft comfortable robes before he opens the bathroom door. You both giggle as steam billows out, and you both walk hand in hand to your shared bedroom.
When you both curl up together under the soft covers, he finally tells you about his day. The more he reveals, the tighter you hold him to you, trying to shield him from it all. And when he finishes telling you about everything, he finally starts to relax under your hold. You pepper kisses across his forehead, and he giggles before his lips meet yours again. You kiss beneath the duvet, and all of Changmin's problems finally dissipate like hot steam meeting the cold air in your embrace.
Summary: “Don’t bite the hand that fingers you.” (unless he’s into that).
Smut, PWP, Drabble
If you are a minor, please do not read/engage with this post. This is an 18+ work.
Warnings: Fingering (r! receiving), Marking & Biting (m! & r! receiving), Cum tasting, Very little teasing, Unprotected Sex (pls practice safe sex), Creampie, Slight! Cumplay, Some pleading/praising, Some Aftercare, Hints at another round, Use of petnames: Doll, Baby, Babe *And if I missed anything pls lmk*
Word Count: 938
Changmin (Q) X Afab! Reader
[A/n: Special credits to @jinkoh for a few reasons, but esp because she sent me a misremembered expression of, “don’t bite the hand that feeds you” misremembered as, “don't bite the hand that fingers you” and well… it was too hard to resist bc he's into that 🤭 After all, “If you take a bite, then I bite back. Bite back, bite back, bite back.” 🤭]
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You kiss his neck as his fingers find their way through your folds and inside of you. He lazily moves them within you, slowly working you up to a high as his lips meander across your chest, leaving little red marks. You suck a mark into his neck as his fingers start moving faster inside of you.
Your lips move along his collarbone and when his fingers curl into you, hitting the spot you ached for him to touch. And you can’t help but bite into his collarbone, trying to conceal your screams. He lets out a groan, and you open your eyes, and see how his knees shake just a little as you keep your teeth on him.
You pull back and he gives you a small grin, before he pulls out his fingers from you causing you to whine, leaving you aching for him. He holds his wet-covered fingers to your lips, and you take your time licking around them. And when they’re fully clean, you decide to be a little devious and nip at his fingers. He grins, as he pulls his fingers away from your lips, “That’s how you wanna play, huh, doll?” You playfully shrug and he takes his sweet time undoing his belt and taking off his jeans.
He looks at the bite mark you gave him, and you watch as hips cant upwards before he quickly discards his briefs. He rubs his tip along your folds, before he slowly inserts himself, causing you both to let out small groans. He bottoms out and you grip the blanket beneath you. You both take a moment before he starts moving inside of you. His head nuzzles into your shoulder as he starts moving faster before he whispers against your ear, “You always feel so good around me.” He nips at your neck before he continues, “It just makes me want you that much more.”
His words cause you to let out a moan as his hips pick up in pace. Your lips find their way to his neck again, and you kiss over the bite mark you left on his collar, soothing it as he thrusts faster into you. You feel his lips on your neck, nipping at you as he sucks marks into your neck, matching the ones you’re making on his.
When he gives you a particularly hard thrust, you can’t help the way your teeth graze his neck, nipping it hard. He lets out a groan, “Baby, please…” His hips pound into you faster, “You can't keep doing that to me…” He sighs heavily into your neck, “Fuck, I’m gonna ruin you.” Before his teeth bite into your collar, and you moan loudly as your walls clench down around him.
He groans against your neck as you continue clenching around him, feeling your high getting closer. He pulls back, licking over your bite wound before he readjusts above you so he can move faster. You groan as his pace increases and he throws his head back as the two of you grow closer to your highs.
Your hand finds their way to his shoulder, your nails dig into it as he comes closer to you, which causes him to groan. Your lips find purchase at his neck again. Kissing along it to find some sort of semblance of sanity as he wrecks you for good. His lips attach to your chest as he fucks into you harder.
You whine against his neck as you feel your walls clench around him again, “Min-Minnie…” He lets out a little hum, and you groan, “I'm… I’m gonna cum.” And he grits out, “Be a good doll, and cum for me.” And when he gives you another hard thrust, white flashes across your eyes as your walls clench down around him, finally hitting your high, causing you to sink your teeth into his neck. He lets out a loud groan, sinking his teeth into your chest. His hips stutter into yours as he cums deep inside of you.
Your eyes close as you move your teeth away, kissing at the bitemark you just left. You feel his lips do the same against your chest as he works you both down from your highs, his thrusts slowing down as he does. When you open your eyes again, and you find him staring at you fondly. You tilt your head, “What?” He grins, “I love you.” and you smile, “I love you too.” He slowly pulls out, causing cum to leak out from you and he groans, unable to resist pushing some of it back inside of you before he leans over and grabs his discarded shirt. And uses it to wipe you both clean.
He tosses it towards the rest of his clothes before he collapses onto the bed besides you with a smile playing on his face still. His dimple showing as he looks you over, “You look so pretty all fucked out, y’know that?” You grin as you pull the covers over you both, “So do you.”
You look at his bite marks and giggle, “So… you’re weak to neck bites, huh?” He rolls his eyes, “Maybe.” You smirk, “Just maybe?” Your lips touch at his neck again, and he shivers, “Fuck, doll… Don’t.” And you can’t help your smirk as you nip at his neck. And he groans into the pillow beneath him. You feel him grow hard against you and you giggle, “You’re so easy, babe~” You catch his glare before he pins your arms down under the covers, getting exactly what you want, “As if you’re not the same, doll.”
Summary: If your flight wasn’t canceled due to the weather, you would never have ended up here. And with the limited options you had, you definitely had no room to be picky. You had a lot of low expectations considering it was a love hotel. However, did you expect the mirror above you to drip an entity from it? Also, no. But your mirror self enjoyed it already, might as well enjoy it yourself too, right?
Smut (Kind of dreamy-like), Light horror & Gore ? (imo), Incubus au in a love hotel (unironically), Absolute Strangers, and non-idol au
TWs: Horror Elements; Being watched/General eerie feelings, Light stalking?, Unhuman features (Sharp teeth and devil horns), Slight gore: Blood (from being bitten), Changmin fucks with your mind in a mirror/dream a bit… (Maybe horror? Fucking an inhuman creature that you don’t even know the name of until well into the act?) Reg. main protagonist bit: the reader not catching onto signs until they’re too late. I.e. Hotel California/The Shining type of (love) hotel. Where once you check in, you can never leave, but you don’t catch onto that fact even when it’s blatant <3.
Smut Warnings: Multiple Orgasms/Rounds, Oral (r! receiving), Fingering (r! receiving), Mirror above the bed, Biting *See above*, Overstimulation, Unprotected sex (pls use protection!!), Creampie, Cum tasting, Clit Stimulation, Teasing, Begging, Praise, *Aftercare*, Hints of a second time, Use of petnames: Good Girl, (Good) Doll, and Darling (once) *And if I missed anything pls lmk*
Word Count: 4,353
Incubus! Changmin (Q) X Afab! Reader
[A/n: I’ve had this in the drafts for a while and finally got the motivation to finish it. Literally it was supposed to be posted with the christmas horror collab… This was also edited with my summer cold so pls ignore any mistakes <3 Anyways, as a self-indulgent early birthday treat to me for a practically dead fandom! I present my insane incubus! Changmin fic. Enjoy <3]
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With your flight being delayed so late into the day, there weren't too many options for you. Sure, you could go all the way back home and struggle to find a ride on Christmas Eve back here. Or stay in the airport, and possibly have all your things stolen, something you didn’t want to risk. Or test your luck seeing what still had open vacancies this late in the evening.
It was your fifth attempt at getting a room, when you ran into a dreaded love hotel. But with your options dwindling fast, you were left with either possibly a room that so many people had sex in, or nothing. And at this point, with you getting tired, you were okay with anything. There was nothing else you could do. You take one last look at the outside, noting the pretty pink neon scrawling out, “The Phantasy.” Before lugging your suitcase in behind you.
You walk in and on the front desk there is a mahogany red sign with swirling golden cursive letters that read, “You can check in any time you like~” And your mind tries to remember if there’s a song you’ve heard with those lyrics before, but you can’t remember with the little brain power you have left. If you could have remembered what song those lyrics were from, you’d have turned duck tailed and walked to the next accepting vacancies, but you couldn’t. So, you head up to the counter and ring the bell. And maybe it was your eyes deceiving you, but the man in front of you, appears like mist.
The guy cheerfully tells you hello and you give him a small one back before you muster up the last bit of hope you have left, “Do you have any vacancies?” He grins, “Three; what would suit your fancy? A Cadillac dream, a champagne phantasy, or a winged escape?” You look at him confused, and he continues, “Those are the themes of the rooms. One has Cadillac car bed, the other has a champagne bathtub with a circle bed, and the last one is luxurious, riddled with featherdown.” You shrug as you choose, “The champagne fantasy sounds nice.” He grins and rings you out for the night, “Enjoy your time here.” You thank him as he hands you a keycard and gives you the instructions on how to get to your room for the night, “Room 1105.”
Now, if you were truly paying attention to how he worded the ‘dream, mist, escape’ you could have possibly caught on that there was more at play than just theming, but you didn’t. It was too subtle and that was the point. You were too focused on the mirrored elevator and desperately trying not to think about the amount of people who have been railed against these four walls. For a love hotel, this was oddly luxurious, everything felt right out of a magazine. The decor was perfectly placed, the carpets were vacuumed well, everything was pristine. Which eased your brain a bit because if you were going to be staying here, at least you knew it was cleaned recently.
But you really should have known better when booking a last-minute stay at a love hotel, no matter how clean it was or how it was your last resort. But what else were you supposed to do!? Your flight was cancelled due to the snowstorm, and the airline couldn’t provide any accommodations outside of a small reimbursement. What else were you supposed to do?! Stay on the uncomfortable chairs and sleep the night away there? No way in hell, any bed was better than no bed. Even if it possibly was possibly riddled with diseases, they had yet to name. It was better than nothing.
You got a nice room for a cheap price, so it had to be okay? Right? There was floor to ceiling mirrors, a champagne bubble bath, a red canopy-ed bed, a leopard shoe chair, and a couch large enough for three cuckolds. But the cherry on top was the mirror above the bed that you were currently staying the night on. And you’re sure that all of this would be sexy in any other circumstance, but there’s something about it that sends shivers up your spine. It feels like every time you look at yourself, it’s more than you looking back. As if something was watching you undress from your airport clothes into soft silky pajamas.
You swear as you pull the plush red covers over yourself that you saw something lurking in the corner, but you brush it off to your overactive imagination. There was no one but you that booked this room, and everyone else in this hotel, besides the staff, was too busy doing each other to be concerned by someone lonesome like yourself. You do your best to close your eyes and fall asleep, but sleep doesn’t come as easy as you hoped it would. With you missing your flight all you could think about was all the deadlines that would be rushing upon you the second you caught the next one. You sigh and decide to just lay on your back and stare at yourself in the mirror.
The longer you stare up at the mirror, it changes, it’s as though you can picture someone on top of you, looking at the expanse of their back as they pound into you. You gulp as your imagination runs wild with the thought of leaving red scratches down their back. When was the last time you’ve taken time to take care of yourself besides just doing skincare? You grimace as you think back to the last time, realizing it’s been months since you’ve last touched yourself.
Your eyes are drawn back to the mirror to see yourself now riding on top of a made-up stranger. Which should be impossible considering it’s a mirror? But it felt so very real. As if the mirror was envisioning what you could be doing at this hotel instead. And although it looked like you were in control with you being on top and all. It was very clear that his hands were guiding your hips and controlling your movements. It was insane to picture how the handsome stranger was treating your body like it was something to admire but also something he alone got to ruin. And you couldn’t get enough of the sight, that you find your own fingers trailing down and over your silky pajamas and to where you wished this imaginary stranger could be most.
Your fingers dip below your lacy panties and you gasp at the amount of wetness you find, before your fingers plunge in, and you throw your head back with a moan. Your eyes find the mirror again, hoping your imagination kept the imagery going while you fucked yourself on your own fingers. Just to see the man in the mirror looking back at you with a devilish smirk on his face.
And you gulp, because you realize that it’s more than just your imagination running wild. The person in your mirror is real and is giving your mirror self-pleasure beyond your wildest dreams. It sends fear coursing through your stomach, and to your surprise, it also sends heat rushing straight to your core. You bite your lip, and he looks you over as if he likes what he sees before himself as he bites your mirror self’s neck. And as blood drips from your neck, he drips from the mirror above and down to the bed you were lying on. It feels unreal, but he’s right above you. And the mirror above you is no longer creating make-believe scenarios, no… It’s a real mirror reflection, showcasing the man who’s looming above you’s back and you laying beneath him giving him a bewildered look.
He appears before you as if he wasn’t just a figment of your imagination. But something entirely real. You take a curious glance at the mirror above, wondering if it was still a trick of your eyes. And it no longer shows a make-believe sex scene. It just shows you as you are, laying back on the red and leopard print pillows with the strange man above you.
You should be terrified, questioning how he came through the mirror, anything! But rather, you can’t help but wonder if he was as good in bed as he played it up in your daydream. He asks as he looks you over, “So, doll, do you want me to ruin you?” You should come to your senses, and say ‘no’, but you can’t help the small, ‘yes’ that slips out from your lips.
He peels back the red blanket, revealing your disheveled silky pajamas, “You look like a delicacy that I can’t wait to sink my teeth into.” You see his sharp teeth as he licks over them at the sight of you and he wastes no time before he’s diving before you. “You were such a good girl for me in the mirror, I wonder if you’ll be just as good for me in reality.” He takes his sweet time unbuttoning your pajamas with care. You knew he was capable of ripping you out of them, but he doesn’t. And it drives you mad the longer you wait and that’s exactly what he wants. He groans as he takes in the sight of you, “Even better in person.” You blush and he lays down before you, and starts placing soft kisses along your thighs, the closer he gets to your core, the rougher the kisses become, leaving bite marks that leave you breathless.
You can feel him grin against you, as he finally places a kiss against your folds. You can’t believe your ears as he lets out something similar to a purr against them, before he dives in, licking around your folds like that was what he was made to do. But in retrospect, you’re sure that is exactly what he was made for. He devours you without mercy, leaving you crying out and twitching beneath his ministrations. Your hands look for something to ground you, and when the silky leopard sheets do nothing to hold you down, your hands find their way into his hair as you let out a string of, “Fuck, fuck, fuck…” Your fingers wind their way into his pretty dark strands grasping onto them tightly as he engulfs you. He shakes his head side to side trying to get further inside of you, causing your hands to bump into what feels like horns. Your eyes grow wide as you cast your eyes down to where your hands reside. And you let out a soft gasp, shocked to see that your eyes don’t deceive you, he has horns. And mercy, you know you should really call this thing off while you still have the chance, but the way his tongue licks around, you can’t find it in yourself to do so. Because when was the last time you experienced this much pleasure from someone just eating you out? Fuck it. Who cares if he’s a demon-entity? Certainly not you.
You cum all over his tongue, and he chuckles, “Good girl.” And that’s when his fingers plunge into your entrance without warning, causing you to scream. This was insane, there is no way this is happening. But, oh god, how you don’t want it to end. He takes his time working his fingers in and out of you, drawing another orgasm out of you with ease, like a simple snap of his fingers could cause you to cum. And you weren’t sure that that wasn’t the case.
He finally moves up from the bed, and looks at you with a sinister grin, maybe it should have scared you the way he looked down at you like you were nothing more than a meal for him. But you couldn’t help the excitement that flooded your veins at that look of his. He was going to make you feel pleasure beyond your wildest dreams, and you couldn’t wait. He lays above you, putting all his weight into his elbows before he leans in real close to your ear, “The name’s Changmin.” You look at him peculiarly, not expecting him to tell you his name, “So you’ll know what to scream later.” You blush and test his name out on your tongue, and you see him visibly shiver at that, “Good girl.”
He teases you by dragging his tip over you, prodding at your entrance, but not giving you what either of you wanted. He continues teasing until you beg, “Ple-Please, Changmin.” And he hums, “You can do better than that, can’t you, doll?” You pout before nodding, “Please fuck me, Changmin… I need it so bad. Fuck, I want you- no- I need you to fuck me so bad.” His smile curls into a smirk, “Good doll.” He pushes inside of you causing you to let out a soft sigh, and when he finally fully sinks inside of you, you both let out a breath you didn’t know you were holding. He lets you get used to his size before he moves out a bit and moves back in. You get used to the sensation of being filled by him, and when you give him the green light, he doesn’t waste any time, pounding into you like you were his to ruin.
The moans that leave your mouth, wrack your body, causing tears to streak down your cheeks from the speed he thrusts into you. It feels unreal, like the speed he was achieving wasn’t wholly human, and you knew that was exactly why it didn’t feel real. Because he wasn’t wholly human, and it drives you mad, your hands find purchase against his back, holding him against you as he drills inside of you. Your eyes dart up and look at the milky expanse of his back, and you drown in the sight of him. Your nails dig into the back of back, trying to hold on and you watch as streaks of red blood appear along his back. And instead of the normal reaction of, ‘oh fuck, I made you bleed’ you can’t help the sense of pride that courses through your stomach. It feels like you marked a supernatural creature for your own. And the soft hisses he lets out at the sensation has you reeling, that you can’t help but leave more as your next orgasm approaches.
He asks, “You gonna cum?” You nod quickly looking in the eyes as you, let out a small, ‘yes’. And his eyes turn golden when you agree, “Cum for me, doll.” Your nails dig down as the feeling surges over you, causing you to let out a loud moan. He lets out a groan as the pain mixes with the pleasure of your walls clenching around him. “Fuck, such a good girl…” He doesn’t slow his pace as he fucks you through your orgasm. You gasp and whine as you realize he’s not going to slow down and that he’s going to push you through your second orgasm. You let out a choked sob and he chuckles, “I knew you would look good falling apart for me the second you walked into the hotel. I’m so glad you picked my room, doll.”
If you had any brain left, you would be horrified to know he’s been watching you since the moment you came in. But the rotted part of your brain craves that attention. He kisses the salty tears off your cheeks and lets out a low moan at the taste. And as your second orgasm approaches, your eyes find their way back up to the mirror and you see him turn his head to give you a sinister grin in the mirror. What should have sent fear coursing through your stomach, just sends even more heat to your core. Oh, how you want him to destroy and leave you with nothing left to give. Your next orgasm comes over you in waves and as it hits you, you feel his thrusts get a little shaky. Like you were finally causing him to succumb to his own pleasure, and you can’t help the little satisfied grin that makes its way to your face. It’s almost like you have him wrapped around your finger, when you know you don’t.
You watch in the mirror how he leans over your neck and places a gentle kiss on your collar. You can’t help but enjoy the soft intimacy and you watch as his first orgasm of the night takes over his body. And you watch how his tongue licks over the spot he so delicately kissed and as his hips stutter against yours, finally filling you up as you wanted, his sharp teeth sink in. You let out a strangled moan, in shock, not expecting the pain. And especially not expecting how the pain turns into immense pleasure. You close your eyes firmly and see stars behind your eyes. It feels intense, and you feel as his fingers find purchase against your clit and you gasp, not expecting that sensation either, it’s so overwhelming, it causes your body to shake, but you can’t get enough of it as you beg for more.
He pulls away as your third orgasm courses through you a hurricane, leaving you even more wrecked. You open your eyes, looking at his sharp bloodied teeth to find blood trailing down your shoulder as it slowly dries against your skin. He licks over the bitemark he left, and asks, “More? Huh… No one usually asks for more than that…” He hums for a moment and whispers close to your ear, “You’re strange… I like that.” His breath tickles your ear as he speaks into it and you whisper back, “You’re stranger…” You barely gasp out as he flips you over so you’re on top of him, “But I think that’s enjoyable…” He chuckles as a smirk graces his features, “Good, cause you’re in for a long night, darling.”
Several orgasms later, and it feels like your energy has been fully depleted from you. You feel like a shell of who you once were, but you can’t help the soft little giggles that slip from your lips at the weightless feeling of it all. You fade in and out of consciousness. But you can still feel a semblance of his touches, how the cold wet rag that cleans your mess up feels, and how he moves your body to change the sheets below you. And how delicately he cleans your neck wound to prevent an infection. And how he places kisses along your arm before your eyes feel too heavy to keep them open. And when they close, you have a hard time fighting to open them again. And when they do, black mist curls around your senses before suddenly the guy that was biting down on your neck, has vanished into thin air.
It saddened you to know that the man who gave you the best orgasms of your life was gone with the wind. Like he never existed and you’re sure he didn’t. You pout as you fall asleep, wanting him to come back and hold you while you drift into a dreamless sleep.
That had to be the craziest nightmare of your life. But it could only be a nightmare if it didn’t happen. Then why was there still cum pooling between your legs? You gulp, that couldn’t have been real. You reach your fingers down and taste it just to be sure it’s not yours because maybe your dream was just that good. And when you taste it tastes sweet like pomegranates with just a dash of salt. And it has your eyes drawing wide, because while you knew your diet could affect your taste. You know you haven’t had a pomegranate in a very long time, and you definitely know you don’t taste like that. So, what you experienced last night was very real. But it was impossible. There was no way any of that was possible… Unless… You shake your head at that possibility, monsters and ghosts weren’t real, they were just masked men like scooby-doo said. But oh, how some part of you ached for it to be real.
You roll over with a sigh and check your phone just to see your flight is still cancelled due to the winter storm. You roll your eyes, of course it is. You get up regardless and change into something more suitable to walk around in after taking a hot shower. And washing all the remains of a night that couldn’t have possibly been real away. It all washed away except for the large bite mark on your shoulder and some part of you hoped it would never go away. The deep red bruise was grounding, because that meant the dream was real and not just a figment of your imagination.
You make your way down to the lobby, hoping to find some type of breakfast even if it was just a shitty coffee machine. It would be better than nothing. You decide to stroll down to the lobby to see if they at least have coffee in this godforsaken love motel. And to your horror, the man at the front desk looks just like the guy from your dreams. There was no humanly way possible he appeared in front of you. You gulp as you approach to ask him about coffee or any refreshments. And while you know there’s no possible way, it feels like he knows exactly what your dreams were about last night. But you shake the thought away as you ask him if there’s any coffee available. And he smiles and points towards a beautiful 70s conversation pit with lipped couches, a coffee station, and muffins awaiting hungry guests. “You’ll find most of what you need over there~”
You shake off last night’s dreams and head to have some coffee, and when it hits the back of your throat it feels like every worry you’ve had, has melted away. And you revel in the feeling for a moment or two before your eyes are drawn back to the receptionist. It felt as if there was energy seeping off of him, like he was glowing. And god, it was drawing you to him. You can’t help but watch as he plays solitaire on his work computer. He feels unreal the more you watch him. There’s no way you had such a vivid dream with him in it, especially if you’ve never seen him before. So, how the hell did you do that? Because if that theory that your subconscious can’t create new faces while you dream… Then, how was the dream you had about that man possible? The more you stared at him the more everything felt impossible.
You see the flit of a smirk grace his features before he looks towards you. And instead of down casting your eyes like you normally would when you were caught staring, you look back at him. He motions you with two fingers for you to come towards him, and like you’re under a spell, you toss your empty coffee cup and walk towards him. And when you reach the front desk, he asks, with his elbows leaning against the wood, “What’s a pretty thing like you, doing in a place like this all by yourself?”
You sigh, “My flight was delayed… So, now I’m stuck here.” He asks, “Is that such a bad thing?” You look over at him and hum, “It doesn’t have to be?” His eyebrows raise at that, “And how could I, as your host, make it better?” You smirk, “Well, I could think of a few things.” He smirks knowing you were playing right into his hand, “Yeah? And what would that be?” He pretends to look around for others to be listening, knowing there was no one else up but you two up at this hour, “Do you want me to fuck you just like I did in your dreams?” Your eyes widen at that, and you immediately splutter, “How-how? Wh-what?” He smirks as his tongue flicks over his sharp teeth, “I’m incubus, doll. And you stayed in my room.”
You gulp; there was no way… But oh, now that he says it… It makes so much sense. You heard a thing or two about an incubus before, but never in your life did you think you’d run into one, let alone be fucked by one. But you weren’t about to shy away now, especially with a fuck as good as he was in your dreams. “Are you as good in real life as you are in dreams?” He looks over your face, “Well, there’s only one way to find out, huh?” You hum, “I guess so.” He lifts your hand up to his mouth, and you see his sharp teeth all over again, and it sends a thrill down your spine. He places a kiss against your knuckles, “Maybe we should try the champagne bathtub this time…” And you agree, “That would be fun~”
In the back you can hear a beautiful voice singing a familiar tune, “Plenty of room at the Love Hotel… Any time of year, you can find it here.” Changmin turns around before spotting the doorway where the tune is coming from and he calls, “Hey, Chanhee! Can you take care of the desk?” You hear a loud groan before someone shuffles out, and in walks another beautiful man who continues on, “But you can never leave~” You really should be taking these things as bigger signs than they are, but when you’re about to receive another round of orgasms, you’re sure to remember for the rest of your life, well… who would blame you for not understanding them? Chanhee rolls his eyes as he pushes Changmin out of the seat, “Later.” The two of you chuckle before he leads you back up the stairs and into your room.
Summary: Ever since the night you met Changmin, him and his duplicates have fascinated you. In a majority of ways, you weren’t ready to admit to just yet until the words came tumbling out of your mouth. And just your luck, Changmin had been wondering the same thing. Thus, Kyu, his duplicate, and him make an appearance in your bathroom mirror.
Oneshot
Smut, PWP, Fluff?, Extraterrestrial/Alien au, Non-idol au, Established Relationship & Living Together au
If you are a minor, please do not read/engage with this post. This is an 18+ work.
Warnings: Alien! Changmin is able to make an autonomous duplicate/multiple of himself* (thus Changmin & Kyu tag team you), *Warning: That can be uncanny to some people, Oral (f! receiving), Slightly Mean dom! Changmin, Fingering (f! receiving), Double Penetration (vaginal & anal sex), Unprotected Sex (*pls practice safe sex*), Use of Lube, Dacryphiliac! Changmin (Dacryphilia), Nipple Play (f! receiving), Overstimulation, Orgasm Denial, Marking, Bite Marks, Sadomasochism (All participating parties have a pain kink), Praise, Degradation, Teasing, Fake/Mock Pity, Clit stimulation, Multiple Orgasms, Cum Tasting, Creampies & Cumshots, Talks of mirror/bathroom sex, Hair pulling kink (m! receiving), Some Aftercare, Safe word is Raspberries but is not used!, Use of Petnames: Babydoll, Baby, Doll, Good Girl, Dirty Girl [Minnie will be a nickname that refers to both Changmin and Kyu] *And if I missed any lmk*
[A/n: What’s better than one Changmin? Two Changmins! Anyways, Happy Halloween! Specially tagging @jinkoh bc of her special bestie privileges getting to unlock this fic before it was posted (& proofread)~ Anyways, his is based solely off the photos posted from the photoshoot he had with Arena on 10/23/25. The coloring of the photo and the way they were posed just gave me big alien vibes. And my mind ran with it.]
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Something you knew about your boyfriend shortly before you started dating him was that he was an alien. But his alien side wasn’t exactly prevalent unless two or more of him suddenly showed up to a function. The first time you saw him and one of his multiples together was at a party; doing it for a party trick. One Changmin was playing on one side of the beer pong table, and the other was on the other side playing against him. Unsurprisingly, it ended in a tie, and you couldn’t help but be fascinated with him from that moment on. He reformed into one after the game was over, and that’s when you approached him. It unfurled from there, both of you finding out you liked a lot of the same things. And while the multiplying aspect kicked off your initial conversation, that’s certainly not where it ended. And a few weeks later, you were dating an alien.
Unlike the party trick he did that night, usually when he doubled himself, he’d have his new self wear an extra accessory or a different jacket, so he didn’t confuse others. He just sometimes had an identical twin or a triplet, or if he was feeling like stretching his energy thin, quadruplets, running around. It wasn’t like he physically had to maintain the conversations and what each did, no, they were fully autonomous. And when they rejoined him, their memories became his, as if he was the original one who did that in the first place. Which, in a way, he was, he just was consciously choosing to do something else. If he wanted to, he could also switch which headspace he consciously was in. If he was in a boring lecture and had another self out and about, he could easily switch to whatever the other was doing. And if he chose when he switched bodies, he could decide that was the ‘main body’ and reabsorb his multiples in that body instead of the ‘original body’ he inhabited.
You would be lying if you said you didn’t find the fact that your boyfriend could make an identical version of himself hot. But it didn’t mean you were about to tell him that you wanted to be tag teamed by him. No, you preferred to keep it a sweet fantasy. Something you could tell your journal about when none of his versions were around. You often wondered due to how well he knew you and your body, what it’d be like to experience two people who knew your body so well at the same time. While you’ve had threesomes before with different people. It wasn’t the same, because everyone had different tastes and speeds. But what if it was the same exact guy, just two of him? What would that be like? Would it be like the night you met when he played beer pong? Where the both of them were fully in sync? Or would it be different? You couldn’t help but continuously fantasize about it. You just knew no matter how it played out; you’d be putty by the time they finished with you, and you couldn’t help but dream about it.
You’re getting groceries for your apartment with Changmin when you both realize the ramen you both like isn’t in stock. And he tells you, “Why don’t I just have ‘Kyu’ go get it? So, we don’t have to run around any longer?” You easily agree, “Okay.” You watch Changmin’s lip quirk up before suddenly there’s two of them staring back at you. And ‘Kyu’, the name Changmin gave to his main duplicate, reaches into Changmin’s bag and grabs a pair of glasses and puts them on before he asks, “We don’t have to go to any other stores, do we?” You think for a second before you shake your head and Kyu nods, his dimple shining as he smiles at you. He leans over and gives you a kiss on the cheek before he leaves. Making you turn bright red and Changmin teases you, “You like Kyu giving you affection, huh~” You roll your eyes, “Of course, he’s you.” He smiles and kisses your other temple before his hand finds its way into your back pocket to keep you close to him while the two of you stroll along the grocery aisles.
Usually, when his otherself does his task, or whatever Changmin needed him to do, he’d usually reabsorb him. Though, that was something you couldn’t see with your human eyes other than his little mouth quirk when he’d form, reabsorb, or switch bodies it was completely invisible to you on a molecular level. One moment it was just him, and suddenly, there were two. And the same was true for the opposite. There were two or more and suddenly there was only one.
But unlike usual, when Kyu saddles up to you both, back from his task, instead of being instantly reabsorbed. Changmin lets him hangout with you both. And Kyu’s hand naturally slips into your other back pocket like it was second nature. Which, in some ways it was, but on the other hand it was driving you mad. The two of them guide you through the aisles and you’re reminded of all your journal entries. All the secret fantasies were bubbling under the surface of your skin with the way they were both doting on you. If Changmin didn’t reabsorb Kyu soon, you were sure you would crack and spill that you needed the two of them in you, and soon.
What you didn’t know was that Changmin was curious to find out how you felt about his multiples. He’s seen you interact with them, and it’s never bothered you. But he couldn’t help but wonder if you wanted more with them like you did him. He knew you knew they were him at the end of the day. But he wasn’t sure if you’d like more than one of him in bed with you. While the thought of ruining you with more than just his sole self, got him off more times than he could count. He still couldn’t pinpoint what you felt. Sure, you’d show the other ‘Kyu’ or ‘Ji’ affection, but did that mean you’d be okay with more? He couldn’t figure it out. And so, when Kyu returned, Changmin went through with his little plan, by not reabsorbing himself. And he could see it in Kyu’s eyes how he smirked at him, because he knew exactly what his ‘original’ was thinking. And immediately went into action, slipping his hand into your back pocket.
Because if you agreed, not only would he experience the feeling you gave him once, but he’d also get to experience the memories and feelings all over again when he absorbed his duplicate. So, not only would it increase your pleasure to the nth degree, but it would also increase his. Because he’d get to see you fall apart for him in a different perspective all over again. And just the thought has him wanting to fuck you in the grocery store bathroom. But unless you were onboard with it, he wasn’t about to do it without your permission. But it didn’t mean he couldn’t test the waters and see how you felt about the two of them showing you affection. He grins at your blush, you’re so red with the two of them doting on you, he can’t get enough of it.
You pass the mirror in the grocery store, and you can’t help the feeling that courses through your veins as you take in the sight of the three of you. You were between them, and you felt like screaming. Not from fear, quite the opposite, you wanted the two of them to take you so badly. But when you got home, and Changmin absorbed Kyu, you were going to jump his bones. Definitely, for no particular reason, at least, that’s what he would assume. But you knew why. God, you knew why. Just the thought of being between the two of them sends heat rushing straight to your core. And somehow, you manage to avert your eyes from the delicious sight and focus on the groceries at hand.
When you finish packing groceries into the fridge, Changmin becomes one with himself and he smiles, “Hi.” You grin, “Hi.” You look at the clock, “We still have an hour before we usually eat dinner…” He tilts his head and looks over at the kitchen room clock, “Oh, yeah we do.” And you don’t hesitate to round the kitchen island and pull him into a harsh kiss. And when he manages to pull back, he asks, “What’s this for?” You groan and say something close to the truth, “You kept your hand in my back pocket, and you kept squeezing all the way throughout the store. I needed you so bad.” He smirks and wraps his arms around you, “Well, why didn’t you say so, I could have had ‘Kyu’ finish that up for us so we could have been home sooner.” You shake your head at that, “Not important right now. More kissing, less talking.” He giggles against your lips, before he leads you to your shared room.
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You’re not sure where the courage came from, maybe it was the afterglow, but you turn to see him staring at you and you can’t help the words that fumble out of your mouth, “Have you ever thought of having a threesome?” You blink at yourself not believing you actually said those words out loud. And he tilts his head, making his neck look even more kissable. “Um, maybe? In what sense?” You look up at the ceiling, knowing if you continue to look at his pretty adam apple bob, you’ll lose all sight of your concentration. “In the uh sense… ofyoumeandkyu.” You catch the sight of his smirk before he teasingly asks, “What was that last bit?” You whine at him and fully look over at him again to see his eyes sparkling at you. Instead of making you repeat yourself, he asks instead, “Do you really want that?” His hand finds yours, holding it tightly between you two. You nod shyly before you tell him truthfully, “And maybe, I’d even want to take it one step further?” His eyebrow raises at that, “What do you mean, more of me or?”
You bite your lip and look up at the ceiling again, the memory of the party is as fresh in your mind as if it happened two nights ago, and not a year ago. “Would it be weird if I said, I wouldn’t want you to be able to distinguish one of you from the other?” He tilts your head to face him fully, “No, it wouldn’t be weird. But I always do that? So, can I ask where that idea came from?” You hum, “Not always… Do you remember the night we met and I came up to you after you did that party trick?” He laughs as the memory hits him, “I got so drunk when I reabsorbed myself that night.” You laugh before you tell him, “It was the hottest thing ever. You both knew every move the other would make. And while that didn’t make my decision to date you, it’s just been something that’s lived quietly in my mind since.” He smirks as he trails his finger down your throat. He teases you, “You dirty girl, this whole time you wanted to be between two of me? You know you could have asked at any time…” You shake your head, “But… no- I- I wouldn’t want you to think that I just wanted you for-” He shakes his head and shushes you, “I’m just teasing you. You don’t have to explain.” He places a gentle kiss on your nose, “To be completely honest, I’ve wanted to try that with you for a long time too. I just didn’t think you’d be up for it.” You dreamily sigh, “Who wouldn’t want to be tagged team by someone as cute as you who knows them inside and out?” He laughs, “Tagged team & cute does not go together.” You smirk, “Says who?” He rolls his eyes, and he brings you in for a kiss, and your leg hooks back over his waist. There goes dinner time.
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You’re washing your hands when you see something in the corner of your eye. And you flicker your vision to see Changmin approaching, and you smile, and he grins at you. “Hi, baby.” He places a kiss on your temple as you dry your hands off on a towel. His hands rest on your hips, as he looks you over in the mirror, “You look beautiful tonight.” You blush and he asks, “Ready?” You nod with a grin playing on your face as you watch him in the mirror, and suddenly before your eyes there’s a Changmin resting a hand on either side of your hips. Chills run down your spine as you look at him, there’s no difference. But you couldn’t help the instant heat that it sends rushing to your core. There’s something creepy and uncanny about it, but you couldn’t help but want him even more.
Usually, when he makes a multiple of himself, he’d equip sunglasses or something to distinguish the two of them. But due to your request, he decided to remain completely identical. And you can’t help but bite your lip. Who you assume is the ‘original’ asks, “You turned on, baby?” You blush as you nod, and the ‘other’ goes, “Ah-ah… Words, doll.” You sigh, “Yes.” The ‘original’ kisses your cheek, “What do you say, we play a game?” You play along, “What kind of a game?” The ‘other’ kisses your exposed neck as you answer, “We want you to guess who’s the original.” You squint at the reflection of the one talking to you in the mirror, “But can’t you switch who the ‘supposed’ original is at will?” He nods at you, and you tell him, “I’ll only play, if you play fair… You can’t switch the second I go to guess.” They both shrug, “Deal.” You nod, “Now, what’s in it for me if I guess correctly?” The one kissing your neck murmurs, “Simple, we let you cum.” You visibly gulp, “And if not?” The two of them smirk at you and in unison, they tell you, “You don’t get to.” You think it over before you shrug, “Okay, fine. I’ll play your little game.” The one who places a delicate kiss against your temple tells you, “Good doll.” As he pampers you with feather light kisses, you feel the other who was leaving a trail of kisses along your neck, slip his hands under your shirt. His warm hands dance across your stomach and reach up to squeeze your breasts before he pulls back. He locks eyes with his otherself, his lips curl into a smirk as he talks as if you’re not standing there in front of them in the mirror, “How loud do you think she’ll scream for us when we both fuck her?” The ‘original’ smirks, “Guess there’s only one way to find out.”
Changmin loved fucking you in the bathroom, so you could see how beautiful you looked when you fell apart for him. But he knew you would catch on when the two of them switched too quickly. He wasn’t a master of controlling his facial expressions when he switched from one body to another. And he knew his little quirks would be so obvious to you, if he took you in front of the mirror like you deserved. And he wanted to drag this game out for as long as possible. But maybe next time, the two of them would take you in front of the mirror so you could see how pretty you looked when you were choking on his cock while taking his duplicate’s cock or vice versa. And maybe, someday, if you were up to the idea, he’d multiply into multiple versions of himself, so he could give you even more pleasure. It would be harder to sustain more than three versions of himself, but if you gave him the green flag, he would be curious to see how long he could maintain it while they’re each deep inside of you. And how quickly you would come apart being that fucked out. But for now, the two of them fucking you will have to do.
They lead you over to the bedroom, and the one you assume is Changmin, captures your lips in a kiss before he pushes you to sit on the bed. The two aliens exchange a look with each other before they leer over you, looking at you like you were theirs for the taking. Like they were going to ruin you beyond comprehension. And you couldn’t wait to find out. The one you assume is Kyu, tilts your chin up and tells you, “We’re going to ruin you, baby. You won’t be able to go back to just one of us fucking you.” You hum before you cheekily reply, “We’ll see.” And he pushes you against the pillows.
The two of them waste no time ripping you out of your clothes before they stripe down too. You were always curious if the duplication process meant every single detail down to the faintest of hickeys. And you quickly scan each of them, trying to see if there’s even a slight tell, so you could win the guessing game without much effort. But there isn’t, down to the faintest hickey mark you left on him weeks prior was as evident on one of their skins as it was the other’s. Fuck, now you really had to concentrate even when they were deep with inside of you. The two tease in unison as your stare continues to linger, “Like what you see?” And you look up and give them each a genuine smile, “Always do.” They smile at your reply, and one slips behind you, placing kisses along the column of your neck as the other’s lips caress your own.
You were unsure before about who was who, not that it genuinely mattered outside of the game because they were the same guy at the end of the day. But it mattered when your orgasms were on the line. You try your best to guess who’s kissing you, but there was no telling, there was no difference. It could easily be either of them, so instead, you just focus on enjoying the sensations they give you until one of them decides to ask.
The alien before you, moves his lips from yours, trailing his kisses down and onto the other side of your neck. The way they were kissing you the same exact way in the same exact spot but on opposite sides, made you feel insane. There was no human way to replicate what they were doing. When one goes to move, so does the other, like siamese twins, they were so in-sync it was maddening. Your hands find their way to either of their biceps to find some sense of grounding as your eyes squeeze shut. The effect one Changmin had on you was enough to send you careening over the edge in a matter of minutes. But the effect two Changmin’s had on you, was something you couldn’t even fathom. The only way to describe it was intense.
You whine, “Min-minnie…” And the two of them hum at the nickname sending shivers down your spine. You didn’t think they’d both answer to your whines, and you whine again. “It’s too much.” And the one behind you teases, “Is it?” And he pans the question to the one in front of you, “What do you think?” His eyes are full of fire as he looks between you two, “I think it’s not enough.” And without another word, they sink their teeth into your neck causing you to cry out in delicious pain. And as you cry out, it hits you, it’s a two against one battle. Not only did one man know you inside and out, so did the identical version of him. And the two of them were out to destroy the last shreds of your sanity.
They stop torturing your neck, letting you catch your breath for a moment before the one in front of you moves back to trail kisses over your chest. His tongue flicks over your nipples and teasingly scrapes his teeth on them before he continues his descent downward. He places soft kisses on your stomach, before he pushes your thighs apart. A smirk befalls his face as he looks over your core, he swipes his fingers over your entrance, collecting your wetness on his fingers before he shows it to you both. “Would you look at this~” Your eyes dart to look at the one behind you, and you watch as he nearly drools at the sight before he groans, “She’s so wet for us.” The one in front of you sinks his fingers covered in your essence in his mouth. He lets out a satisfied groan, “Fuck, you always taste so good, doll.”
He wastes no more time in licking it off his fingers, before he dives straight in, licking at your leaking entrance. He groans even louder at the taste as his nose brushes against your clit as he dives in even deeper. His tongue laps at your entrance like it’s his right to eat you out. And you watch as his eyes flutter closed as he happily devours you. And you can’t help the grin that spreads across your cheeks as you look over at how happy he seems. Your fingers find their way into his soft hair, bringing him closer to you as his tongue moves up and over your clit, swirling around it before he sucks on it. And you groan as you pull on his hair, throwing your head back against the one behind your shoulder, “Fuck, that’s so good… Oh god… Fuck, right there!”
You feel him hum against your clit and it sends shivers up your spine. The one behind you moves his hands where they were previously resting on your hips up to your breasts again. And he starts tweaking at your nipples, rolling them between his digits. And you squeeze your eyes shut in pleasure as the two of them play with you, causing you to buck your hips into the alien in before you. He growls at you, and your eyes grow wide as his hands come around your thighs to hold you firmly down, preventing you from bucking your hips into his face. Only letting you have what he gives you, not the other way around. And you whine, “But Minnie…” And the one behind you chastises you, “Don’t be bad, baby… You know better than to play with us.” You whine but take what the two of them are giving you.
The one behind you moves his hand from your left breast, to hold your chin. He has you face him as he kisses you, and you moan into the kiss as the one eating you out, starts picking up his pace. And it hits you as you kiss the one in front of you, and his lips move slowly against yours. That if there was one thing you knew about Changmin, even if he was fucking you with his duplicate. He wouldn’t let the other get firsthand experience. He loved eating you out and wouldn’t pass the opportunity to eat you out even if it meant missing out on the memory of the taste of your cum on his tongue. He’d much rather have it straight from the source, and you find yourself grinning into Kyu’s kiss.
So, when you finally feel your orgasm steadily approaching you whine out, “F-fuck, I’m so close. I’m gonna- Please- Please let me cum.” Kyu tweaks at your nipples a little more, “So, who’s the original, doll?” You smirk at him, full of confidence, “The one eating me out.” He grins and kisses your lips, “Good girl.” Changmin sucks at your clit, “Cum on my tongue like the good doll you are for us.” Your hands curl into the ‘original’s hair, holding him tight against you as you ride out the waves of your orgasm. What you don’t notice when you’re still coming down from the shockwaves, is the way Changmin’s mouth quirks up as he switches from one body to the other. You would figure it out too easily if you were in the mirror, looking at him like you always did, like the good girl you were for him.
But it didn’t mean you didn’t realize he’d switch when he successfully made you cum on his tongue. You immediately assume the one behind you is Changmin as he moves his hands from your nipples, down over the flesh of your ass and squeezes it before his fingers slip between you. You hear a cap open as before you feel lubed up fingers rub over your back entrance. You do your best to relax as his fingers prod at your hole, before he starts opening you up for himself. Meanwhile, Kyu who was in front of you, finds it easy to slip his finger into your hole, he grins, “You’re already so wet for me, babydoll.” He slips his fingers inside of you. And you notice the way he seems to feel you out, as if he’s getting used to fingering you for the first time. And you grin to yourself as you realize you made the correct assumption; you had this orgasm in the bag.
The two of them take their time fingering both your holes open for them to use. While Changmin slowly works a second digit in, one knuckle at a time, Kyu already has three fingers curling inside of you, working you up to your high. You feel your orgasm steadily approaching as Kyu’s thumb starts circling your clit and Changmin fully has two fingers seated with you, moving them slowly in and of you. The moans you let out are music to their ears as they work you closer and closer to the edge. Changmin starts working a third finger with in you, wanting you to be completely stretched out before either of them started fucking you.
When Changmin has fully seated three of his fingers inside of you and can easily work the three within you, he notices how your breath is catching. And how your moans have increased in pitch. When your eyes tightly close in pleasure, Changmin gets an evil idea. He knows you would probably guess that the two of them switched bodies. Which you would correctly assume he was behind you if you were to guess now. But, if he switches, and you guess the way he bets you will. You’ll be denied and he switches without a second thought. He loved watching you crumble from not getting what you want. The way your face twists in displeasure, and it looks like at any second you could cry makes him even harder. Just the thought of your disappointment has his fingers curling inside of your walls faster. He watches as you grow closer and closer, crying out loudly for the two of him. And just as you’re about to fall over the edge, he asks, full of excitement, “Who’s who, doll?” He can see that you’re so close to crying, that it takes everything in him to keep you on edge, instead of just denying you before you make your guess.
And as Changmin predicted, you whine out, “You’re behind me, Changmin.” Your eyes flicker open to see twin devilish smiles painting their faces. And Kyu jeers, “Wrong guess, doll.” And you start crying out as the two of them pull their fingers away from your holes, “No! No- No- Changmin please!” He listens for you to cry out ‘Raspberries’ before he fully relishes in the way you’re being ruined before his very eyes, and it doesn’t come as you plead for them not to take your orgasm away. He smirks at the way you whine for him to put his fingers back in you, begging for your orgasm he ripped away from you. And then, tears streaking down your face, and he lets out a loud groan, “Fuck, you look so pretty, baby.”
He kisses your wet cheeks, tasting the salty tears that fall from your pretty shining eyes. His pretty baby was such a mess, just for him, only he could make you fall apart in such a way. Every time he ruins you beyond comprehension, it feels like he’s being offered the key to the galaxy. You’re so pretty and even prettier when you cry, he couldn’t get enough of it. There was nothing like it in all of the galaxies, and he just couldn’t get enough of it.
On the other side of you both, Kyu licks the tears from your cheeks and mutters, “Better luck next time, baby. Maybe next time you’ll guess right, doll.”
And Changmin can’t wait for the memory of your tears in a different perspective to hit him when he reabsorbs his duplicate. Fuck, just the thought of it makes his cock twitch. While your eyes are still bleary from the loss of your high, he switches to be behind you again.
Now, that you guessed wrong, you were so fucked. Because that meant he switched when you weren’t paying attention. Or you just got too cocky in thinking that they had switched at all. Now everything was on the table again. Kyu could just as easily be behind you as Changmin could be. And you weren’t sure how many denials you could take considering how insane they both were making you feel. You think if you experienced another one, you might have a meltdown. But as the two of them kiss along your face, doing their best to calm you down from it. You sigh and let the two of them have their way with you. You start to relax, who cares if you guess wrong when you get pampered like this either way. It didn’t matter which one was ‘original’, because both took such good care of you as if they were both the original, after all, they were the same alien, just two different bodies.
So, you decide that the alien in front of you is ‘Changmin’. Because if you were to think like Changmin, he would want you to think he switched and was the one behind you. Just so he could deny you again.
But he wasn’t playing any ulterior games, he truly was behind you this time. Changmin takes time applying extra lube to his cock before he rubs his tip against your tight ring of muscles. He places kisses along your backside, calming you down even further before he starts working himself into your tight hole. And without even as much as a look, the two of them begin filling you up at the same time.
Your eyes nearly pop out of your head at the sensation of them filling both of your holes at the same time. It was insane to feel that they were still in sync even though they were separate entities. You can’t help the scream that unfurls from your throat as they make their way deep inside your guts. You heave out, “Oh my god…” The two of them let out soft grunts as they finally bottom out inside of you. You feel so full, you can’t help but moan from the sensation. The two of them let out mixed murmurs of, “You always feel so tight, it feels so good.” And you lean your head back against ‘Kyu’s shoulder, taking the moment to get adjusted to the feeling. He softly asks after placing a gentle kiss to your spine, “Are you ready?” You let out a sigh, fully growing accustomed to the two of them inside of you, “Yeah.” They kiss either side of your neck as they slowly start moving inside of you.
It’s overwhelming the way they both feel inside of you, their paces are the exact same, unlike most who would have to figure out how to stagger their thrusts. They were in tune, completely in sync, every time one goes deeper inside, so does the other. You can’t help the way your eyes roll back at the sensation, it was just so much to take all at once. ‘Changmin’ kisses your cheeks and asks, “You okay, baby? Do you need us to slow down?” You look at him and shake your head, and he grabs your chin to cause you to look at him. Before he shakes his back at you, “Uh-uh, give us a verbal answer.” You moan out, “It feels so- It feels so good, please don’t slow down.” You feel ‘Kyu’ smile into your neck, and ‘Changmin’ kisses your nose, “Good girl.”
Their pace picks up, and it has you seeing stars. The sheets underneath you weren’t enough to ground you anymore, so your hands make their way into each of their soft heads of hair. You hold onto them for dear life as they pound into you. Your fingers pulling slightly every time they pound deeper within you, and you can’t help the sounds that leave your mouth as they fuck into you. When you throw your head back, unable to control yourself, you hear ‘Kyu’ go, “Fuck, you love this, I can feel the way you’re clenching around both of us, you dirty girl. You love getting fucked by two cocks at once, don’t you?” You whine loudly, agreeing with him as they fuck deeper into you.
You hear one of them go, “Feel good, doll?” As you tighten your grip on their hair. You’re not sure which says it, but you moan in agreement either way. It feels so good, you feel like biting down on their necks and marking them as yours and yours alone. So, you pull ‘Changmin’ forward and place your lips on his neck and start sucking pretty marks into his skin. When the two of them give you a particularly hard thrust, you end up sinking your teeth into his neck. Which causes ‘Changmin’ in front of you to finally lose sync. The pain makes him thrust deeper inside of you while ‘Kyu’ pulls out of you. ‘Changmin’ lets out a soft, “Fu-fuck, babydoll.” You grin at the effect you had over him before you place a soft kiss over the bitemark. Softly trying to make it up for biting so hard into his skin. You feel your high starting to bubble, and you pray that you’re going to guess correctly so you can finally cum again.
You can feel it in the way that ‘Changmin’ starts to lose pace in front of you that your bite mark really affected him and you can’t help but grin. Thinking for sure that you’ve got it correct, who else was affected by biting other than Changmin? Completely forgetting that Kyu, the same autonomous being, would be affected the same exact way by your bites as the original. And you cry out, “Minnie… I’m gonna cum-” And you feel ‘Kyu’s fingers find your clit and start rubbing it. And the two of them in sync tell you, “Look at me, when you cum.” You look dead ahead, figuring that’s the original, and the real Changmin tsks at you from behind, “Wrong me, babydoll.” And you cry as he pulls his fingers away from your clit at the same time Kyu pulls out of you and paints your stomach in his cum. Changmin stills within you as your orgasm ebbs away, “B-But- I swear- I thought!?” Changmin kisses your shoulder in mock comfort, “I’m sorry doll, truly, you know how much I love you pussy, but… It’s only fair if my duplicate gets to experience it in full effect, isn’t it?” You pout and whine as your hands fall from their soft hair and onto the sheets below you, “I guess…” Kyu laughs at you from above and that’s when you catch it. A face he only pulls when he forms his duplicate, the way his lip quirks up, and his nose scrunches for a second. You have to look away to pretend you didn’t catch it. But now that you knew his quirk, he wasn’t going to be able to deny you again.
You hide that you know who’s who, as Changmin starts pounding into you, working you up again. If it wasn’t for the half-moans half-screams falling from your lips, you were sure you’d be smirking, not being able to control the fact that you knew. Kyu beneath you adjusts before he starts moving inside of you, slowly, taking his time to enjoy it. And now that you knew who was who, it was so easy to tell. Because while they both knew you so well, in a way, it was the first time one of his duplicates got to experience it. You should have picked up on it when he was first settling inside of your pussy earlier. But with how overwhelming it was for you, you hadn’t even thought to pay attention to the signs, having already made up your mind on who was who so you could focus fully on your pleasure and not the silly mind game they were playing with you. Kyu was making sure every last stroke counted without even realizing it. And while he was ruining you just as well as Changmin had. It was different and you could tell. Of course, he garners the same in sync pace, but those first few thrusts were a dead giveaway he wasn’t the ‘original’ who’s experienced you before. While he’s the same being as Changmin, it’s still in a way, Kyu’s first time with you. And you couldn’t help but relish in it. It was overwhelming in two different yet similar ways, and you couldn’t get enough of it. It was everything you fantasized about and more.
And that’s when you fully realize you finally have the upper hand in this game. You were going to get your way and more. And you could possibly play a little game with the two of them. So, you decide to whisper to Kyu that you knew, and there was nothing he could do about it. Even if Changmin changed minds, he couldn’t absorb the memories the other body of his held until they rejoined.
Your fingers find Kyu’s chin and pull him over to you, “Come here, baby.” You kiss his soft lips and take your time moving your lips against his. When you finally pull away, you lean in to whisper in his ear, “Hi, Kyu.” Kyu’s eyes widen in surprise, not expecting you to call him out before he smirks, because now he knows you know. And it’s like a shared secret the two of you have as Changmin fucks harder into you. He mutters into your ear as his thrusts pick up in pace, “You know me so well, it’s so hot. Fuck, I’m so lucky. We’re going to fuck you stupid.” You grin, wanting to hold him to that, all while Changmin is nowhere near aware of the fact that you both know.
You pull Changmin close to you as you feel your orgasm approaching again. And you decide to tease, “You’re gonna… You’re gonna let me cum if I get it right? Right, baby?” He groans as he actively chases his high, “Fuck, I let you cum over me twice if you do.” You hide your smirk in his shoulder as your lips start decorating his shoulders. Even though they changed bodies, the marks still stayed the same. And you pout, until you realize you could mark Kyu behind you. So, when Changmin moves to hold himself over the two of you to thrust harder into you. You tilt your head back to place marks along Kyu’s jaw. You watch as he flushes from your touch knowing you were being extra attentive to him because it was his first time as a multiple giving you pleasure. He’s so cute, yet so hot, it drives you mad sometimes. His dimple shows, and if he wasn’t trying to keep the secret between the two of you until he became one with Changmin again. He would be giggling into your shoulder and trying to shy away, and you just know it. And it makes you clench around Changmin, which makes him groan.
You feel Kyu’s fingers wander to your clit and start rubbing it and you feel your high quickly approaching. Your walls clench around Changmin’s cock, as your back entrance tries to suck Kyu’s cock in further. Kyu groans, “Fu-fuck, are you close, baby?” You whine out, “Yeah.” You can see it in the way Changmin’s hips are slightly losing rhythm, the closer he’s getting closer to his high, that he won’t be able to speak with the way you’re overwhelming him. And Kyu asks with a smirk playing across his lips as his fingers speed up, “Who’s the duplicate, doll?” And you kiss his nose and say loud enough for Changmin to hear this time, “You.” Kyu rolls his eyes as if the two of you didn’t know already, “You got me…” He kisses your lips before he tells you, “Now, why don’t you be a good little girl and cum for the two of us?” You hum and bring Changmin in for a kiss, “With pleasure.” Your walls convulse as Changmin twitches inside of you and finally spills inside of you. Kyu follows shortly after, spilling inside of your ass.
Changmin keeps his promise and starts thrusting into you again, with a goal in his mind to make you cum again. And you cry out from the overstimulation, “Min-Minnie!!” He smirks as he feels his own high quickly approaching again, “I promised you; I’d let you cum over me twice if you guessed right, doll.” Kyu’s fingers find your clit again as he keeps still within you. You whine as he starts rubbing your clit in fast circles and tears start streaming down your cheeks from the overstimulation. And Changmin throws his head back, “You look so- so pretty when you cry for me, baby.” He starts chasing after his own orgasm, pounding into you even faster. Your tears streak down and over your cheeks, as Kyu’s freehand makes its way up and strokes the ones he can reach away. “Oh, you’re so pretty, doll. Such a pretty crier, just for us?” You nod, whining and start mumbling out, “Just for you… Just for you, Minnie.”
You’re not sure which one says it, but you hear it loud and clear, “You’re so good… you’re so good to us. Are you gonna cum?” You nod, not even able to speak anymore, “Yeah? Okay, be a good little girl and cum all over my cock.” Kyu rubs your clit faster as you feel Changmin’s thrusts reach an unbelievable pace inside of you. And you feel your orgasm explode before your very eyes, making even more tears fall from your eyes. Your walls clench down hard on his cock as you cum all over him, and you feel his cock twitch inside of you before he finally cums deep within your walls again. He lets out a loud groan as his head falls to your other shoulder.
The two of them work you through your high, and you cry as you feel the overstimulation start to become way too much. And Kyu quickly pulls away his fingers away as he mutters, “I won’t torture you tonight, baby.” And you heave out a sigh at that. The two of them take their time kissing away your tears, “Our pretty little baby, you did so good for us.” You thank them as the three of you pant as you come fully down from your highs before they start slipping out of you. Changmin slips out first and lays back like a starfish. Which causes you to laugh and Kyu hisses as you clench around him, “Oh- Oh my god, don’t laugh while I’m still inside of you.” You quickly let out a, “Sorry, Kyu!” And he shakes his head at you; his soft hair tickles the nape of your marked up neck. You resist the urge to laugh again as he finally pulls out of you, and you feel the cum spill out of you.
Changmin turns to look at the sight, “Fuck you look so good with my cum covering and spilling out of you.” You shake your head at him, and he pulls you in for a kiss. “You were so good for us. You did so well.” You pull away to place a gentle kiss on his lips. You feel Kyu get up from behind you and you pout, “Sorry, babydoll, but we’re getting tired, and I know if I don’t take care of you soon. I’ll be reabsorbed before I get the chance to take care of you.” You nod and pull him in for a kiss before he leaves to get a wet rag for the three of you.
Changmin lets out a sigh of relief because he doesn’t have to leave the bed for once, “Did I ever tell you that I love having a duplicate?” You two giggle and you place a kiss on his sweaty forehead. “You’re so cute.” He shakes his head, “Not as cute as you.” And before you can say, ‘no, you’re cuter-’ Kyu interrupts, “Yeah, yeah you’re both cute, but what about me?” You laugh, “You’re also my Changminnie, so you’re adorable, especially with the afterglow on you.” He grins, with his dimple showing, “Good answer~”
Changmin asks, as his body is fully drained, “When did you figure it out?” You poke his dimple as Kyu gently cleans you with a wet rag, “When you denied me the second time.” He gasps, “How?” You nod and tell him, “I’ve seen you pull lots of faces, but only when you form another version you quirk your lip.” He sighs and looks up at the ceiling, “And that’s why, even though I really wanted to, I didn’t fuck you in the mirror.” You laugh, “I would have caught on that first time if not.” He groans, “I know…” His other self finishes cleaning you up before he tosses the rag at Changmin. Which makes him groan, “I have to clean my own self up?” Kyu exchanges a look with you, as if ‘is he being for real right now?’ and you laugh as Changmin rolls his eyes and wipes his cum off before he tosses the soiled rag into the laundry hamper.
Kyu gives you guys a small wave before he morphs back with his ‘original’. Changmin lets out a heavenly sigh as all the feelings and memories flash before his eyes. And you watch as the pretty marks that were once on Kyu’s skin, mar Changmin’s skin, and you can’t help but smile at all the pretty marks that appear. It made you want to leave even more.
He looks over at you when the flash flood ends, “Fuck, do you know how hot you look when you come undone for me?” You shake your head, and he groans at all the memories coursing through his mind. “And the way you know me so well…” You look at the way he twitches in his briefs, and you smile to yourself, just the memories of you were enough to turn you on. And that made you unbelievably hot, so when he asks, “Are you still up for another round?” You grin with a teasing lilt to your voice, “I could be~” And he’s on you without a second thought in his mind, “You’re so good to me, babydoll.”
Summary: It’s easy to fall asleep during a relaxing car ride, and even easier to wake up in your boyfriend’s bed.
Drabble
Fluff, Suggestive Ending, Established Relationship au
Word Count: 887
Changmin (Q) X Reader
[A/n: I deeply miss tbz, and reorganizing my pc collection, while listening to their albums the other night, made me miss them more. I’m sorry if this isn’t edited as well, my job is frying my brain… So, I hope this is okay I just wanted a little piece of comfort tbh.]
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You couldn’t help but fall asleep as Changmin drove you both home. His smooth driving and soft music pouring through the speakers lulled you straight to sleep no matter how much you tried to fight it. Your eyes close as you listen to his soft hums, drifting off to dreamland, where Changmin and you frolic and giggle together through a beautiful meadow.
Changmin smiles to himself as he watches you fall asleep in the passenger seat, turning down the volume of the radio as he carefully avoids every pothole. You look so peaceful that his heart swells in his chest as you softly snore. He continues to quietly hum along to your shared playlist as he drives you both back home.
When Changmin finally pulls into the parking lot, he grins over at your sleeping form as he unbuckles his seatbelt. You were supposed to watch movies together tonight, but you look too peaceful to disturb, so he sighs as he softly tells you, “We’ll watch them next time, babydoll…” His hand strokes along your cheek, before he gets out of the car and rounds his way to the passenger side and opens your door. He unbuckles you and carefully takes you into his arms and shuts the door behind him. He feels you nuzzle your face into his chest as he walks you up the stairs to his apartment.
He lays you down gently on top of his bed before he carefully changes you into something more comfortable, a hoodie of his and sweatpants before he changes into a similar outfit before he tucks you both in under the warm covers. He settles in against you, cuddling you close to his chest. And your soft snores lull him to sleep.
Before he wants to leave your arms, his internal body clock wakes him up at eight in the morning. He sighs, wanting to fall asleep again. But no matter how peaceful you make sleep seem, he can’t get himself to fall back asleep. So, after placing a gentle kiss on your forehead, he finally decides to get up, quietly leaving your arms to take a quick shower and maybe get breakfast out with you if you were awake and up for it.
In dreamland, you’re busy laying down in the yellow and pink meadow beside Changmin as you both talk about nonsense. Then, you start hearing the sound of torrential rain starting to come over the beautiful meadow, and you both gasp, quickly getting up to take cover. You run hand in hand through the rain and under a store overhang. You take in your soaked appearances and chuckle about how soaked you both got. When dream Changmin suddenly says, “Doesn’t that sound a lot like a shower running?” You tilt your head at him before you agree, “Yeah…”
And that’s when you start to wake up. Your eyes slowly open to find yourself alone in your boyfriend’s bed. You pout to yourself, already missing him. That’s when you hear the sound of a blow dryer running and you realize that the shower sounds must have been because of him. You look over to the curtains and see soft light starting to stream through the small opening of his blackout curtains. But you shake your head in disbelief, rolling over to pretend it wasn’t morning already. And nuzzle further into his comforter, not yet closing your eyes, but close to it.
And that’s when you see him emerge with a towel draped over his shoulders and his sweatpants hanging low, and you grin. He looks too good this early in the morning. He grins when he sees you’re awake and asks, “Do you want breakfast?” Your eyes blink more wildly, thinking you only fell asleep for a brief car ride, hoping the sunlight you saw a moment ago was just a trick of the light, and ask, “Is it really morning?” He nods and you pout, “And you didn’t wake me?” He shakes his head, “No, you looked too peaceful.” You sigh and put your arms out towards him. And he surges into your arms, making you both laugh as he hugs you back.
He nuzzles his head into your neck, and you sigh in contentment, this is exactly where you wanted to be. Sure, you missed out on movie night, but now that you were tucked into his arms, everything felt alright. You hum, “How does the pancake house sound?” You can feel his grin against your neck, “I thought you’d never ask~” You shake your head, and push him off you with a small smile teasing your lips, “Let me take a shower and get dressed, and we can go~”
He smirks, “Need someone to join you?~” You roll your eyes knowing that was exactly what he was going to say before you tsk, “You already took one…” And he hums, “It never hurts to shower again, especially with you~” You sigh, acting as if that’s not exactly what you hoped he’d say, “Fine. But only if you wash my hair.” He grins, already planning on doing so, “Deal.” He gets fresh towels from the cabinet before he joins you. His hands settle on your hips as you turn the warm shower on, and you couldn’t think of a better way to start your day.
Summary: The game that you and all of your friends were playing was fun at first, but the more you watched it than played it. The more boring it became. It isn’t until you watch your boyfriend do that stupid look of his, poking his tongue in his cheek in concentration. That you realize there’s something much more fun that you’d rather be doing than this.
Oneshot
Smut, PWP, Fluff, Non-idol au, Established Relationship au
If you are a minor, please do not read/engage with this post. This is an 18+ work.
Warnings: Slight brat! Reader, Slight! Brat tamer & Slightly Mean! Changmin, Teasing!!! (m! & f! receiving), Grabbing at thighs (m! & f! receiving), Orgasm Denial, Edging, A variation of the Red Light Green Light game, Fingering (f! receiving), Cum tasting, Grinding (m! receiving), Unprotected sex (pls practice safe sex), Marking, Begging, Clit Stimulation, Creampie (twice), Overstimulation, Cum Play, Fake Pity, Praise, Multiple Orgasms, Slight! Restraint (for like a few seconds), Slight! Waiting Game, Brief mentions of Stripping for a Partner (m! receiving), Mentions of Aftercare, Hints of another round in a bubble bath, Mentions of a dick joke (reader almost tells), Use of Pet Names: Doll (frequently), Babydoll, Brat (+ Variations), Baby, Good Girl (four times (incl. one variation)), and Sweetheart (once) *And if I missed anything pls lmk!*
Word Count: 5,520
Changmin (Q) X Fem! Reader
[A/n: Originally what was planned was for this to be a full brat tamer! Changmin fic… and well- I didn’t have the strength. I also tried to organize the warnings in order- but so many overlap… Anyways, starting this fanfic year off with a bang, pun intended. (Also not titled bc of it but ‘Focus On Me’ by Jus2 is fun to mention)]
Again, if you are a minor, please do not read/engage with this post. This is an 18+ work.
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You’ve been over at your friend’s apartment for the past five hours. And as much as you loved them, you could only play the same game for so long before you grew bored. Honestly, you were surprised you survived three hours of playing and waiting for your turn so far. When you tire of watching the gameplay, you look over at your boyfriend, Changmin, as Haknyeon talks about the game with him. And sigh. You wanted to be home, and if he was talking and interested in the game, it looked like you were going to be stuck here for the next hour or more. There were only so many controllers and so much screen that twelve-plus people could share, even with some of your friends’ switches connected to the game, it was still a drag. Maybe if there was a controller and enough screen for everyone, you wouldn’t be complaining. But you curl into Changmin’s side and huff. He ruffles your hair and you rest there, maybe a quick nap would do you good.
And that’s when Changmin and Haknyeon turns are called, and you sigh as your pillow gets up from your shared blanket. So, you decide to watch your boyfriend play, and he provides some sense of entertainment. Since he was facing the big screen on an angle, you could stare at his side profile and watch as his fingers played with the controls. You smile thinking of how soft and sweet he looks in his hoodie and messy hair until he sticks his tongue against his cheek in concentration. You start wondering how you could get him to focus on you like that. The more you watch his jaw clench, and his fingers play with the buttons, the more your mind starts thinking of what you both could be doing instead. You hum to yourself as you think of ways you could get the two of you to leave. Maybe faking being sick would work? But that would lead to Changmin taking care of you in ways you didn’t want him to right now. You could claim you have an emergency at home, but that would lead to the same fate. Or worse, all of your friends following you both out to make sure everything was okay. And then, you realize if you get him on the same page, he’d want to leave just as badly as you did.
The more he plays, the needier for him you become. Changmin is the only one out of the round, which means Chanhee gets to play now. You smile when Changmin returns, immediately throwing his part of the blanket over him as he sits beside you. You hum as you nuzzle against him, enjoying that he’s finally beside you again. And now you can execute your plan. You kiss his neck innocently. At least, it could be perceived that way. “You did well, baby.” He thanks you sweetly as you lay another kiss on his neck before resting your head against the crook of his neck. “You getting tired, baby?” You hum in reply, and he squeezes your thigh in reassurance. And you reflexively move into his hold, craving more of his touch, and you watch as he raises an eyebrow, but he doesn’t say anything. You sigh. It seems like you’ll have your work cut out for you tonight. So, you take matters into your own hands and move his hand higher on your thigh. He gives you a quick squeeze before pulling his hand away, not giving in to you. You huff, which makes him laugh, and that makes you roll your eyes. You look around and notice how focused everyone, including Changmin, is on the game. And you sigh again, knowing you weren’t getting your way just yet. After Sangyeon finally loses for the first time all night, it’s your turn.
You try to stay in the game as long as possible. Wanting to ease your boredom and needs. You do well, staying in for two rounds until Jacob kills your character. And alas, it doesn’t help one bit. You’re still as bored and as needy as you were before, if not more. You sigh as you get up, handing your controller over to Hyunjae before sitting beside your boyfriend under the blanket. And that’s when you decide to initiate plan b when no one is looking. Not that anyone was considering they are all glued to gameplay on the TV. You place your hand on his thigh, and he lets you rest it there. You were successful so far. You give it a little squeeze whenever someone wins a round, as if you were excited for it too. And when he cheers, you sneak it a little higher. You’re midway up his thigh when he whispers in your ear, “I know what you’re doing…” You hum, acting innocent, “What?” He narrows his eyes at you, “Don’t.” You don’t until he cheers again, and with your hand on his upper thigh, you can’t help but smirk as you squeeze. He grips your hand in his, turning his head towards you before whispering, “What do you think you’re doing, brat?” And you ask, “Can we go home?” His eyes dart back to the screen, his tongue poking into his cheek as he thinks, “One more round?” You nod, that look he used melting you enough to think you can hold out until after your next turn if it means you get to go home.
Except your turn comes and goes twice… And you’re halfway to you two again for the third additional round. And you’re upset because Changmin had told you that you only had to wait one more round. If you had it your way, you’d be at his apartment and under him by now. But here you both were, still sitting under the same blanket as he watched on. He was thoroughly enjoying himself, and you’re starting to debate if walking home and having fun all by yourself would be more worth it. At least you could get close to what you wanted and no longer have to wait. You whisper, “Minnie…” He hums, not drawing his attention from the screen. “Can we go home now?” He doesn’t look back when he promises you, “One more round, I promise, sweetheart.” You sigh, “That’s what you said two rounds ago.” He pats your knee underneath the covers, trying to comfort you, and you roll your eyes.
Of course, you could believe him this time, but you know if he plays another round, you’ll end up staying here for the rest of the night. So, you decide to play the last trick up your sleeve. And whisper in his ear, “Please, Minnie… I need you…” He looks back at you and says, “One more round, I promise.” And he whispers, just so you can hear, “Then I’ll give you everything you want. Okay, doll?” You sigh. You could wait again, especially with a promise like that. But as you pan over to who’s currently playing. You nearly scream because everyone who’s good at the game and can play for hours without losing has finally regained their spots. You have three options now… Walk home and satisfy yourself, wait for everyone to lose, or… be a brat. After all, you gave him an extra round! It would only be fair if you got what you wanted now! You hold back for a moment as you see Younghoon’s character is in critical condition. And if he gets out right now, you’ll have a straight shot to home, no brattiness necessary. You watch as he dodges at the last second and regenerates his health. You nearly groan as you decide enough is enough, you’re getting what you want and now.
You put your hand onto his thigh again, and he mutters, “Don’t.” Who was he to tell you what you can and can’t do? After all, he said you could leave almost two rounds ago! You move your hand along his pants, deciding to play dirty, and rub your hand over his bulge. He quickly captures your hand before you can make him hard in front of all your friends. You see his tongue poking in his cheek again, and it makes you crave him more. He squeezes your hand in his and hisses into your ear, “What did I just say?” You roll your eyes and mumble, “You said ‘don’t.’” You hold your tongue from saying, ‘Just like you said, we could leave earlier.’ But you don’t, and you let him hold your hand captive.
You try to refocus on the game, and it’s the same layout they’ve been playing for the past two hours, and you’re still as bored of it as you were before. And you decide to whisper in his ear again, “Please, baby, I’ve been so good waiting already. Can we please go home…” He rolls his eyes, and you look around, and with them yelling and cheering, it’s like the two of you are in your own little world, “Please… I need you so bad.” You check once more, “Don’t you need me too?” He doesn’t say a word. And you give him a little pout. He’s still not budging. You decide to up the ante, “I’m so wet for you, baby…” You see his jaw clench and continue, “You’d fill me up so well…” You watch his ears turn red. You use your free hand to run it under his hoodie and over his chest. Tracing over his tummy to give him goosebumps as you trail your hand down telling him about how good he’d make you feel if only you two could leave right now… You watch his ears turn more and more red as you whisper about all the things you’re thinking about. He grabs your other hand and stops your hands from moving, clasping your hands together. And it makes you pout again. You roll your eyes as he gives you a stern look, and you draw your attention to the recessed lighting, hoping that would somehow cure your needs. Because Changmin certainly wasn’t about to, it seemed.
When he’s sure you won’t try to grab him again, he puts your hands on your lap, stuffing them between your legs, before letting out a dramatic yawn, fully stretching out his arms and hands, making it clear how tired he is. You quickly catch onto what he’s doing, flickering your eyes closed as if you were fighting sleep as his noisiness alerts them to look back. He asks amid a fake yawn, “Hey, you guys mind if we head out? We’re both getting tired.” Before letting out another small yawn. You let your eyes droop as the ones who are gaming say, “Yeah, yeah, sure! We’ll see you later!” Not even looking back while the onlookers wish you two safe travels and goodbyes. Changmin tells them he’ll see them later as you tiredly say goodbye. Changmin takes one of your hands in his, “Come on, (N/n). Let’s go home.” You give him a tired nod and leave your warm throw blanket on the couch behind you as you both wait.
It’s pitch black outside as you head to his car. He doesn’t speak to you until you both get in, “Yours or mine?” And you immediately answer, “Yours.” He nods, pulling out of the driveway and onto the dead-end street before navigating out of the neighborhood. He doesn’t say a word to you, but you can feel him staring at you. And it isn’t until you hit the last stop sign before the main road that he does anything. You feel his hand resting high on your thigh, as you had done to him earlier on the couch. You gasp as he squeezes, finally getting some attention. Every time he presses on the accelerator, he squeezes, making you ache for more. He was driving you mad, and you were grateful to see the red light. As he approached, he slowed down, moving his hand away from your thigh, giving you a small break. And when it turns green, he cups you over your jeans, rubbing his fingers against the rough material. Your hips chase after the feeling you had been craving for the past few hours now. You whine when he hits the next red light, and he pulls his fingers away, and your hips buck into nothingness. You can see his smirk in the corner of your eye. But you refuse to look at him. He wasted all that time when he could have been doing this earlier. You refuse to give him the full satisfaction of looking at him, no matter how good it feels.
His fingers make quick work of your pants when the turning lane signal turns green. When that light turns red, it’s his turn to go. He asks as his hand hovers over you, “You going to look at me, doll?” You shake your head, and he mutters, “Fucking brat.” You look straight ahead, even when his hands run across your stomach and under your jeans. His fingers skim over your panties, and he chuckles, “Wet for me already, baby?” You roll your eyes; you had already told him that you were when you were sitting on your friend’s couch. Which makes him tsk, and his hands move away again as his foot presses on the brake. You sneak a glance at him and find he’s already looking at you. And fuck, did he look good under the warm glow of the streetlights. “That’s better…” You roll your eyes but don’t break your gaze, taking in all of his features. The light turns green, and since no one’s around, he places his hand under your jaw and brings you in for a kiss. When you break away, he slips his hand under your underwear when he accelerates this time, rubbing gently over your folds as you let out little whimpers. His fingers slip right in on the next green light as your hands wrap around his arm and grind up into his hand. His arm flexes in your hold as he goes through another green light, and his fingers move faster inside of you.
And just when you’re close to finishing, gasping and letting out soft moans, the light turns red. He slows down as he removes his fingers, making you cry out, begging for him to continue, “Ch-Changmin! Please! Please…” And he giggles as you try to grind into his hand, as your orgasm slowly ebbs away, “You knew what game we were playing, doll. Don’t act so surprised. It couldn’t stay green forever.” You damn the red light ahead of you. He makes the turn onto his road before lightly teasing your clit, not enough pressure to build up your orgasm again but enough to keep you on the edge. You can’t help the whimpers that you let slip out at the stimulation. You watch as his smile turns devilish over having full control over you. Tears prick your eyes as he starts slowing down to turn into his apartment complex’s parking lot. And he stops moving his fingers completely. He asks when he parks, “Aw, my poor baby. Did you not get what you wanted?” He smirks as he removes his fingers, and you slowly release his arm from your hold as you shake your head ‘no’.
He chuckles, “Sorry, babydoll. You should have been more patient. Maybe if you were, we wouldn’t have played this game. And I would have just fingered you all the way home, giving you exactly what you wanted.” He brings his wet fingers into his mouth and licks around them before releasing them with a pop. You watch in pure agony as he makes a show of it. You haphazardly fix your pants and open the door, eager to get inside, as he loiters up to his room, and you desperately drag him up the stairs. His pace remains slow and steady no matter how much you tug on him. He walks up the stairs as slowly as possible, fumbling with his keys before unlocking his apartment door. You groan at him, knowing he’s doing it on purpose. He lets you in first, and when he finally closes the door behind him, your hands are all over him.
And he doesn’t like that at all. He pushes you up against the wall, his hands holding your wrists over your head. “What do you think you’re doing? You don’t get to have your way after being such an impatient little brat earlier.” You glare at him, holding your ground, “You promised me you’d leave two almost three rounds ago! So, it’s not my fault for being impatient!” He cracks a grin at you, “Oh, so that’s what this is about? But weren’t you soooo needy for me before that?” You scowl at him, and he gives you a fake pout, “Aw, my poor baby couldn’t wait…” You glare, “I think we’ve established that.” He raises an eyebrow at you, “Copping an attitude right now? When I was just thinking about being nice and giving you what you’ve been so impatiently waiting for?” You gasp at that, thinking you had been too much of a brat in the past hour. He grins as he waits, “What, cat got your tongue?” You can’t think of any witty response and decide to give him the best puppy dog eyes you can muster as you apologize. He hums, “Good girl.”
He drops his hold on your wrists, leading you to his room, and sits down on his bed with his hands behind him, resting his weight on them. You’re left standing there, and he says, “Since you were teasing me so much, might as well put on a show for me too.” You blush as you look at him. And slowly roll up your shirt over your head. He watches with a grin playing on his lips as you take off each article. “You look divine, babydoll.” He gives you another once over, humming to himself, and he beckons you to stand before him. He leans in, leaving kisses along your stomach as your hands run through his hair. He leaves a wet kiss between your breasts before his hands wrap around the back of your thighs before lifting you to sit on top of him. He tells you, “Show me how badly you want me right now.”
You could argue that he already knows how badly you want him, considering that’s why you’re here in the first place. But since you were already on thin ice, you didn’t want to ruin what little patience he had for you. So, you kiss along his jaw and grind your hips against the rough material of his jeans. You moan when you feel him underneath you and focus on grinding down into him. Creating a delicious friction for both of you. He lets out a little grunt, “Fuck, that’s it, baby.” You capture his lips in yours, relishing in the feeling of his soft lips. Your hips slow down as you kiss him, and he pulls away with his eyebrow raised, “You can do better than that.” You nod and resist the urge to kiss him again, knowing it would just slow you down again. You run your hands underneath his hoodie and along his bare torso, tugging at the garment. He doesn’t move to let you take it off. And he tsks at you, “You have to learn to be patient and wait.” You scoff but oblige, holding his waist as you start setting a pace. The friction of jeans feels good against you as you grind against him faster.
And just when you’re starting to feel an orgasm build up again, he flips you two over, and you whine. He wasn’t letting you have anything you wanted. You cross your arms over your bare chest, and scowl at him, which makes him laugh at you. “You’re cute when you don’t get your way.” You roll your eyes, and he points to the wet spot you left on him, “Look at the mess you made on me, doll.” You blush as you look at the darkened spot on jeans. He smears it around with a little grin playing on his lips before he unbuttons them and lets them fall to the floor. You sigh as he takes off his hoodie, revealing his chest that you wanted to leave marks all over. You watch in anticipation as his thumbs hook underneath his underwear. When he finally slips out of off, you grin. He asks in a teasing tone, “See something you want, sweetheart?” You quickly nod, and he smiles, putting his hands on either side of your hips before dropping down onto his knees in front of you. He tells you, “I guess you’ll just have to wait.”
You grin, thinking you’ll get a reward for showing him how much you wanted him. He kisses your left thigh before sucking and nipping at the spot before repeating the same on the right. Leaving you writhing in pleasure as he works his way up to your core. He kisses your lower lips, letting out a low hum, sending shivers up your spine. His tongue darts in, and you relish in the feeling, and you look down at him to see him grinning. And he pulls away, you groan at him, “Why!?” He answers, “Only good little girls who have patience get eaten out, doll.” You want to argue you’ve been good, but you knew better. He places one last hickey on your thigh before kissing along your torso and up to your chest. Leaving hickeys all over as he works his way up before capturing your lips in a heated kiss. Your hips can’t help but buck your hips up against his as you kiss him.
You feel him hold your hips down, and you sigh, “You’re not letting me have any fun…” He tsks at you, “If I give you an inch, you take a mile.” You resist making a dick joke, but your lips curling at the thought gives you away, and he gives you a light smack on your thigh. “Not what I meant.” You giggle, “You’re right, but it’s so funny.” He shakes his head as he laughs with you. He kisses you, “God, how could I ever give you a punishment? When you’re so cute.” You smirk, “I’m just too sweet, huh?” He rolls his eyes, “I didn’t say that.” He gives you a pointed look, “And I’ve already given you three. Don’t make me give you another.” You roll your eyes, not wanting to hear it anymore, “Can you just fuck me already?” He rolls his eyes at you as he lines his head up with your entrance, “Fine, you little brat.” You take the nickname in stride as Changmin fills you up to the brim.
You let out a moan when he bottoms out, “Fuck, that’s exactly what I wanted.” He smirks, teasing, “Oh, so you just wanted me to cockwarm you?” You groan out, “Not what I said!” He smirks, “I know.” He kisses you as his hips start rocking into yours, gently setting a pace. “You always take me so well.” He leans down to kiss you, and you grin as you makeout, finally feeling satisfied with him inside of you. When he pulls away, he picks up his pace. Your hands instantly grip his forearms as he starts fucking into you at a faster pace, trying to get a grip on the pleasure he is giving you. “You look like a mess already, babydoll.” You huff out, “It’s… It’s all your fault.” He grins wickedly, “That’s right, a mess just for me, huh?” You resist rolling your eyes at that, but your moans prove to be enough of an answer for him as he thrusts into you. When holding his arms is no longer enough, you move to grip the sheets beneath you, tightly keeping them in your hold as he fucks into you.
He leans down to leave wet kisses along your collarbone, sucking and nipping at the delicate skin, leaving red splotches in his wake. You let out a whine, “Minnie?” He hums against your shoulder, “Hmm?” “Kiss me.” And he asks as his mouth hovers over yours, “Impatient still?” You look into his eyes, “For you? Always.” He captures your lips in his, and you close your eyes as you moan into the kiss, satisfied to have his lips on yours again. His hips grind into yours as he makes out with you. Your lips are swollen as he pulls away, and he can’t resist kissing you again. You let out soft moans against his lips as he kisses you. He moves back after another moment, and you let out a soft sigh. He starts thrusting into you again, picking his pace back up. Your hips start bucking to meet his movements, and he mutters, “Cute.” You clench around him as you feel yourself grow closer. You feel his weight shift and watch him move his left hand, and you wonder if he’s readjusting when he slides it along your waist before sliding it between your two bodies. He rubs along your folds before swirling his fingers around your clit, rubbing against it as you whine from the stimulation.
As he applies more pressure to your clit you let out a whimper of, “I’m- I’m close…” His eyes lock onto yours, and he tells you, “Beg for it.” In between moans, you say, “Please… Please let me cum.” You moan as you feel like the cord in you is about to snap. And whine, “Please-please-please- Minnie. Min- Please- I need to cum.” He hums as he fucks you harder, “I’m not so sure you deserve it after what you pulled earlier.” And you cry out as he hits a sensitive spot, “Can I please cum, please, Minnie? Please, I've been so good.” His tongue pokes his cheek, thinking about whether or not you deserve to, and you clench at the sight. That same stupid look he made earlier that led to this point. And he groans as you clench around him again, “Minnie, please- I’m gonna-” He finally tells you, “You can cum, doll.” You nearly see white as you finally release all over him. He continues fucking you through it, burying his face into your neck as he nears his own. He nips at your neck, “Such a fucking good-good girl for me.” His hips stutter as he groans, “Fuc-fuck. Where do you want it? On your stomach or?” And you whine, “In-Inside, please!” He groans at the thought as he leans his head up and captures your lips in a kiss as he finally hits his orgasm. His hips stutter against yours as he groans against your lips. He pulls his lips away to ride both of your orgasms out before pulling out. Causing everything to leak out of you. He groans at the sight, “Fuck, you look so pretty with cum spilling out of you.” His fingers twitch at the sight, unable to resist pushing it back in. You let out a whine at the overstimulation, “Changmin…” as he fucks it back inside of you. Your thighs shake as he continues, pumping his fingers in out of you, curling them inside as he pushes more of your combined cum back into you. And instead of edging you as he did in the car, he makes you cum all over his fingers, again, making a bigger mess. He shudders at the sight, “Oh, fuck, okay… I’m going to need another round, babydoll.” You sigh softly, coming off your high, “Give me a couple.” He nods, giving you a small smile, “Okay.”
He lays beside you, leaning on his side, and you lean over and finally place a hickey on his pretty chest. You sigh out, “Finally.” You place another kiss on his chest before laying back again. He shakes his head at you, finding you cute. As you both bask in the afterglow, he asks, “So, are you gonna tell me what made you act up in the first place?” You cast your eyes to the side he’s not on, “You looked so hot, all concentrated… And I uh…” He kisses your jaw, “And you what?” You sigh as you look into his eyes, “I wanted you to focus on me like that…” He smirks as he realizes what got you all hot and bothered for him earlier. “Was it this?” He cheekily sticks his tongue into his cheek as he scans over your naked body. Your jaw drops as he gives you that look. You let out a small, “Fuck,” and he grins, “I knew it.”
You furrow your eyebrows, “How?” He grins, “You almost drooled when you asked me to go home the first time. And when you were begging, and I did it, you clenched~” You roll your eyes at him and roll over to face him. Burying your face into his chest to place a few more hickeys along his chest. You hum as you move up to kiss along his neck, “You have the perfect neck for hickeys.” He shakes his head as he kisses the top of your head. You feel him hard against you again, and giggle into his neck as you suck another mark into it. When you pull back, to place another, his eyes capture yours and he asks, “You ready?” You whisper, “Yeah,” before kissing his adam’s apple, and he says, “I was hoping you’d say that.” He instantly grabs your leg, hooking it over his hip before lining up and pushing back into you. You both shudder at the feeling, still sensitive from your last orgasms. You grind your hips into his as he settles in. He leans his head towards yours, and you kiss him. Both of you moaning into the kiss as he starts moving inside of you. When you pull away from the kiss, you nestle your head into the crook of his neck before sucking marks into his skin again. His hips rock into yours faster as you both grow closer. “You gonna be a good girl and cum for me again?” You moan, “Y-yes.” His lips attach to your neck, as you grow closer. And he nips at yours as you squeeze your eyes shut, moaning into his shoulder as you let the feeling wash over you. He pulls his lips back to groan into your neck as he hits his high. You let out a small laugh, “God, you look like a mess.” Looking over the red marks littering his chest, and his sweaty hair. He shakes his hair, “Me? Baby, you need to look at you. All fucked out just for me.” You take a quick glance and notice all the hickeys he gave before leaning in and kissing him. His hand finds its way in your hair as he holds you close against him. When you break apart, you rest your forehead against his, both of you catching your breath.
When he pulls out again, your mixed cum leaks out of you again. Making the two of you let out soft, tired laughs. You ask him, “So, what took you so long to leave?” He smirks, trailing kisses down your neck, “I wanted to see how long you’d last.” You lightly smack his shoulder, and he giggles, “You’re so easy to frustrate, babydoll.” He nips at a spot as you roll your eyes. You wait for him to pull back away from your neck before kissing him again. You stay like that for a few minutes, your lips moving together as he holds you close to him. When he pulls away, you pout, making him peck you on the lips before he gets up from the bed, “Come on, let’s go take a bath.” You cross your arms over your bare chest, “I’ll put in your favorite bath bomb~” You shake your head, “Oh? Is that not enough?” You shake your head, and he hums, “I’ll get those cute rubber duckies that you like out~” You hum at that but still shake your head, “Hmm… Would me massaging your scalp make you happy?” You try to hide your grin at that thought, and he pokes your cheek, “Will that make up for making you wait?” You can’t help but giggle when he pokes you, but shake your head ‘no’ again. He hums, “Would making you cum again underneath the soapy bubbles, make up for it?” You grin, nodding happily, and he rolls his eyes with a smile playing on his lips, “Your wish is my command, my precious little brat.” He pulls you up to the edge of the bed before kissing your forehead as you giggle. He pulls you to stand and kisses you when you’re standing in front of him before you both head into the bathroom.
Summary: Your duplicating alien boyfriend can no longer hold his third form, and it leads to a dom drop.
Drabble
Smut, PWP (see Double Trouble for plot), Fluff, Extraterrestrial/Alien au, Non-idol au, Established Relationship & Living Together au
If you are a minor, please do not read/engage with this post. This is an 18+ work.
Warnings: Alien! Changmin is able to make an autonomous duplicate/multiple(s) of himself* (thus Changmin, Kyu, and Ji fuck you), *Warning: That can be uncanny to some people, Dom drop (feelings of failure/being a bad dom) + Lots of Aftercare, Cold Sweat, Safeword is Raspberries (not used but mentioned), Ruined Orgasm (not intentional), Crying (nonsexually), Multiple orgasms (mentioned), Double Penetration (but not explicitly described), Use of petnames: Doll [and Minnie, Changminnie, Babe] *And if I missed any lmk*
Word Count: 945
Duplicating Alien! Changmin (Q) X Fem! Human! Reader ((Briefly) X Duplicate! Kyu & Duplicate! Ji (both are also Changmin))
[A/n: While thinking of a possible continuation for Double Trouble, I ended up writing this ending and didn’t want to keep it in the aforementioned continuation. So, I decided to make it into it’s own drabble. Also, Kyu anon <3, if you see this, I hope you enjoy this too! I’m not sure if this is anyone’s taste besides my own, but I really just enjoy aftercare & love that comes with it tbh.]
A drabbled idea for (an alt. ending to a possible continuation of) Double Trouble (pls read this first!)
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You hear Changmin beneath you letting out little breaths, “Oh no...” You look back at him, “Are you okay?” He shakes his head, and you immediately still your hips on Ji’s cock, as Ji cums deep inside of you, before you exclaim, “Raspberries?!” And you watch as Changmin breaks out into more of a cold sweat, “No, that’s not it.” You tentatively move your hips over Ji’s cock again, looking at Changmin in confusion, “You sure?” He nods, “I’m fine.” And you go back to your previous motions and just as you’re about to fall over the edge, Ji’s no longer there. And you bounce right down on the bed, which shocks you. And Changmin cries out, “No, I thought… No…” He buries his head into your shoulder, “So-sorry, doll, I couldn’t… I couldn’t hold his form any longer. I was hoping I could hold out until you came again, but I could feel him slipping back…” You shake your head at him, wrapping your arms around his shoulders, “It’s okay… You wanted to know how long you could keep your forms while inside of me.”
Kyu rests his hand on your other shoulder, and you look up and he asks, “Can we make it up to you?” You smile as you easily agree. Kyu takes over, making sure to give you the orgasm you lost. Kissing your chest and doing his best to make it up to you even though he didn’t have to, while Changmin’s head rested on your shoulder and slowly grinds his hips inside of you. When you finally hit your high, Kyu gets up after lifting you off of Changmin. He takes his time cleaning you up and taking care of you before he hands you back over to Changmin. He gives you both a small wave before he’s reabsorbed.
Changmin turns to you when Kyu finally returns to him. The marks that you once littered on Kyu’s neck, stained Changmin’s who sighs, “I’m sorry for ruining your orgasm earlier… It wasn’t intentional.” You shake your head at him, “Babe… even if it was, I wouldn’t be mad. Plus, you made it up to me already.” He looks at you with mournful eyes, “But…” You kiss his forehead, “Things like that happen. Plus, Ji already gave me three orgasms and went to the grocery store. It’s okay.” He sighs and pulls your waist to his, “Still, you didn’t do anything, and you didn’t deserve a punishment-” You hush him again, “Minnie…” His eyes flick up to yours, “Yeah?” Your fingers make their way into his hair, “It’s okay. I didn’t think of it like that. I was more worried about you and your multiples more than just some silly orgasm.” He sighs softly admitting, “You sure? I felt like I kind of failed…” Your eyes are soft as you look at him, “No, you didn’t fail. You exhausted yourself, and it’s okay. You’ve explained how taxing it can be for you to keep more than two forms at one time. You’re okay, baby. I promise it doesn’t make me look at you any different. You didn’t fail.” You didn’t expect tears to fall from his eyes at your reassurances, but you hold him close to you all the same.
When his tears dry up, you lift his head to look you in the eyes and wipe the tear tracks, “You know, you look pretty when you cry too.” He gives you a small smile, and you pull a fuzzy throw blanket over you two. And he nestles into your shoulder, and he lets out a soft, “Thanks.” You kiss the top of his head, “You tried so hard not to lose Ji for me. And while I appreciated the effort that went into that, you need to worry about yourself when we’re having intense moments like this too.” He nods, his hair tickling your shoulder as he nestles into you, “I forgot.” Your heart breaks a bit, “Oh my, Changminnie.” You stop yourself from crying but just curl yourself around him more, wanting to protect him from his own thoughts. You ask tentatively, “Is that why Kyu took over completely?” He nods softly into your neck, not wanting to admit it, “He knew it was happening, but he wasn’t experiencing it, so he was able to do what I wished I could.”
You grin as you realize how you can turn his thoughts around, “Now, can you focus on the memories of what it was like when Kyu returned? And how he felt?” He sighs as if the thought exhausts him even further, “Yeah, I could.” You nod, “Okay, go ahead.” You watch as a smile grows over his face as he replays them again, “You didn’t look upset at me. And he, well, I, took such good care of you in the lieu of my thoughts.” You nod before you ask, “And how did he feel?” He hums, “He felt proud he could take care of you and bring you to another orgasm before he cleaned you up and took care of you.” You kiss his cheek right where his dimple would be shining if he was smiling before you tell him, “Yeah, you did that.” He lets out a soft breath, “Oh… Right.” You nod and remind him, “Yeah. Just because one couldn’t in the heat of the moment, doesn’t mean the other didn’t. And at the end of the day, it’s still you. It’s okay. And even if you couldn’t, I wouldn’t hold it against you.” He kisses you, “Thank you.” You smile into the kiss, “I love you.” And he whispers back, “I love you too.”
