synopsis ; in which the boys react to your biting them during the devils tango.
pairing(s) ; xikers hyung line x f!reader (individual)
☆ ── wc. ; 1.8k (~350-400 ea.)
☆ ── genre ; smut, headcanons, idol!members, idol!reader (hyunwoo)
☆ ── tw. ; MINORS DO NOT INTERACT!!!, cussing, kissing, biting/marking (obvi.), petnames (babygirl, princess, baby, angel...), unprotected sex, dom!minjae x sub!reader, rough sex, public sex (minjae & hyunwoo), overstimulation, manhandling, jealousy, dom!junmin x sub!reader, established relationships (minjae, junmin, sumin & jinsik), situationship!hyunwoo, hair pulling, teasing, slight power play, cockwarming (sumin), dom!sumin x sub!reader, licking, sub!jinsik x dom!reader, slight breath play (hyunwoo), mean dom!hyunwoo x brat sub!reader, small mention of blood, choking, lmk if I missed anything!!
☆ ── notes ; oh boy y'all don't understand how much fun I had writing these hehehe... as someone who is into biting/marking so fucking much this was an amazing ask, thank you so much nonnie for requesting it!! I'll be posting the maknae line tomorrow around the same time ^^
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민재 ── MINJAE
It was well into the night, and Minjae was still stuck in the studio working on some of his projects. You, being the oh-so-sweet girlfriend you were, decided to go keep him company. However, you weren't aware of just how much your boyfriend was frustrated with his work. When you walked in, you tried to get him to take a break so he could eat, but he brushed you off; however, you insisted. Minjae groaned, taking his headphones off to look at you, his annoyance through the roof. He didn't want to be mean, especially to you, but your antics—good albit—were irking his nerves.
This ultimately resulted in you being bent over his desk, your cute little skirt bunched over your hips, your underwear thrown off to the side, and Minjae's cock buried deep in your walls. Now, you were never one to be quiet when you two had sex, and Minjae knew this, which is why he had his hand covering your mouth, muffling your moans and cries of his name. When your climax washed over you, his hand slipped down a bit as he groaned, still fucking into your fluttering walls. The sensitivity of it all was too much, and you needed something to ground yourself; however, that something just so happened to be your boyfriend's hand. One hand grabbed his wrist as you bit down on the space between his thumb and index finger, while the other clutched the desk for support.
Minjae let out a low curse at the sudden sensation of your teeth sinking into his skin, his hips faltering as he neared his own high. Gritting his teeth, he tightened his grip on your jaw as you released your teeth, pulling your body up so your back was flush with his chest.
"Oh, so we're biting now, babygirl?" He growled in your ear, eliciting a loud whine from your kiss-swollen lips. His pace grew nearly feral, easily leaving you a panting and breathless mess in his arms, "since you wanna be so naughty, then why don't we let everyone know, hmm?"
준민 — JUNMIN
When Junmin got back to the dorms, all he wanted to do was get in the shower, then go to bed, work having drained him. However, he hadn't expected to see you sitting on the living room couch, snacking on some chips with Sumin. Having seen you, it was like he gained a whole new burst of energy, and seeing you with Sumin seemed to flip a switch. Now, he wasn't one who openly got jealous, but seeing you with his bandmate and not even telling him you were there… oh yeah, he was peeved.
You barely had time to tell Sumin goodbye before Junmin was walking over and grabbing your wrist to drag you away. He barely said a word, jaw clenched tightly as he pulled you to his room and kicked the door shut. You tried to talk to him, but he just said he wanted to take a shower, hoping to cool himself, but then you climbed in with him. Then his last string of self-restraint snapped, and he had you pinned to the shower wall, cock driving into your squelching pussy. The sounds of your moans bounced off the walls, tears blurring your vision due to your boyfriend's rough pace, then you heard his bedroom door open, and you became acutely aware of the others in the dorms.
Your nails dug into his shoulder as you tugged him forward, lips latching onto his shoulder before unexpectedly biting down. Junmin groaned, eyes fluttering as his head fell back at the sudden infliction of pain. Then he also heard the others in the bedroom, and his earlier jealousy came back.
He moved his hand that wasn't supporting your body up to your head, tangling his fingers in your hair before tugging you off his shoulder. You let out a pathetic cry of his name as you looked up at him with teary eyes. Annoyance was evident on his features as he leaned down until his lips brushed yours, "Don't stay quiet, princess. Let them hear you. Let them hear how good I fuck you. Let them hear that you're mine."
수민 — SUMIN
You were over at your boyfriend's dorm, hoping to keep him company while all the other boys were out doing their own thing. It was a quiet weekend, and you sat on the edge of Sumin's bed watching him draw at his desk, his glasses falling down his nose every so often. You couldn't help but stare; he always looked like a sin straight out of the bible when he wore those damned glasses. It drove you up the wall and made you ache for him. So when he noticed your stare from the corner of his eye, he smirked, knowing what was going through your head.
"Whatcha starin' at there, princess?" He teased, causing you to roll your eyes, your cheeks flushing red, seeing as you'd been caught. Sumin smirked, turning in his chair to watch as you squirmed on his bed. His gaze alone was enough to get you worked up, but the glasses made it ten times more effective. With a simple 'come', you found yourself perched in his lap, thighs on either side of his hips, and your underwear pushed to the side, and his dick stretching you open. He didn't move and told you not to either while he finished his drawing. You wanted to whine in protest, but the moment a sound slipped from your lips, he gave you a pointed look, and you swallowed those words.
The next thirty minutes were pure torture. You desperately tried to keep still and be good, but Sumin made it hard when he moved his hips or legs. At some point, you figured he was just doing it on purpose, and your brain was starting to fuzz over with need, desperate for release. That's when your teeth latched onto his neck, biting down so hard you nearly broke skin, and his body jerked under yours.
Once the shock wore off, Sumin slowly pushed away from the desk, eyes flickering from the new uneven line to you, your face still buried in his neck. Heat flushed your neck as you realized what you just did as he grabbed the back of your neck to pull your face away from his body, "Don't give me those puppy eyes, princess, you know what you did. And you know you have to be punished for misbehaving, right?"
진식 — JINSIK
It was a relatively chill night, and Jinsik was finally able to have a day off and wanted to spend the night before with you. So both of you were at your apartment, watching some cheesy romance movie. You were curled up into his side while his arms were wrapped around your body, holding you close. It wasn't until the sex scene came on that Jinsik started getting antsy, shifting in his spot every so often.
Now, you weren't oblivious to what was going on, but you loved to tease your poor boyfriend. His cheeks burned red, and you smirked as he buried his face in the crook of your neck, whining about you being mean. However, his hands started to trail the length of your body, and he started begging you to help him, his cock aching. It wasn't long after that all of your clothes were strewn about the floor, your hands pinning Jinsik's next to his head as you rolled your hips against his, relishing in his whimpers as your cunt squeezed around him.
Normally, Jinsik was pretty well behaved when you had sex, but something about tonight had him extra needy. Which in turn means he's trying to get you to do things. His hips bucked up into yours, followed by a choked whine when you put your full weight on him, pinning him down again. You gave him a firm warning as your lips trailed down his neck before finding purchase on his chest. Licking the skin around his nipple, you relished in the sweet sounds of his moans before biting down—hard.
Jinsik cried out, tears spilling from the corner of his eyes and staining the sheets underneath him. The pain mixed with pleasure had his body trembling, your name falling from his lips as he looked at you. You sat back up, rolling your hips against his and watching as his hands gripped at your thighs, begging for release, causing you to giggle, "Ah-ah baby, you're in no position to be making commands."
현우 — HYUNWOO
The only time it seemed like you and Hyunwoo ever got a chance to be alone was in the practice room after all the other employees left for the night. Neither of you could go to the other's dorm without fear of someone questioning you and your relationship. It wasn't like either of you made things exclusive, but it wasn't really a no-strings-attached situation either. You didn't really like it, but every time you'd bring it up to Hyunwoo, he'd just brush you off, and it was starting to get under your skin. Anger was slowly building, threatening to pop, making you snippy towards just about everyone—Hyunwoo included.
Hyunwoo, of course, was quick to catch it while he was trying to help you practice your moves for your next comeback, but you kept giving him attitude when he corrected you. He wanted to give you the benefit of the doubt, thinking that you were just tired, but as the night went on and you continued to push his buttons, he was about to snap. It wasn't until you made a comment about getting Junghoon's help instead that he snapped, grabbing your arm roughly and pinning your back against the mirror. Then, even with his cock buried deep in your throbbing cunt you still gave him lip, and he glared at you, placing his hand over your mouth and nose, muffling your snarky remarks and moans.
Your nails dug into his forearm, and you started to feel slightly lightheaded from the lack of oxygen. Balling your other hand into a fist, you hit his chest as he brought you close to your climax, body trembling. Yanking down on his wrist, you managed to pull his hand from your face, allowing you to inhale deeply, then you latched onto the skin of his hand right under his pinky. Your teeth threatened to break skin as Hyunwoo groaned in pain, hips stuttering and grip on the underside of your knee growing tighter.
"I see how it is, angel," He growled, pulling his hand from your mouth, not even bothering to watch as blood pooled from the wound, and wrapping his fingers around your throat. You gasped as he pulled your face closer to his, "Since you're so desperate to tell everyone about us, why not let them hear it?"
• Dominance - Minjae doesn’t ask—he expects. The second you hesitate, his fingers are already tipping your chin up, his thumb grazing over your bottom lip. “You wanted to act tough, right? Keep that same energy.” His voice is low, amused, but there’s no mistaking the way his grip tightens when you try to look away. He leans in, breath hot against your ear. “That’s what I thought.” You can push, tease, test him all you want—he enjoys the chase—but the moment he decides he’s done playing, you’re not getting out of it. “I hope you weren’t expecting mercy.”
• Marking - Minjae doesn’t know the meaning of gentle when it comes to leaving his mark. He drags his teeth over your skin slowly, letting the anticipation sink in before he bites down hard enough to make you gasp. His tongue flicks over the bruise, soothing it for a second before he’s already moving to the next spot. “What? Don’t tell me you can’t handle it.” The next morning, his fingers trace over the fresh marks like he’s admiring a masterpiece, smirking when you wince. “That sore already? Cute.” And if you even think about covering them up? His grip on your wrist tightens as he pulls your collar down. “Don’t. I want people to know who did this to you.”
• Overstimulation - Minjae lives for the moment you start shaking, the way your body twitches every time he doesn’t stop. His touch is slow, teasing, almost too soft—like he’s daring you to beg him for more. “What’s wrong? I thought you wanted this.” The way you struggle to handle it only makes him go harder, his lips curling in amusement as you whimper. “Oh, now it’s too much? Funny. You weren’t saying that earlier.” Your body jerks, overstimulated and desperate, but his hands are firm, keeping you exactly where he wants you. “Come on, sweetheart. Give me one more.”
• Whispered Praise/Dirty Talk - Minjae’s voice is pure sin, low and rough, the kind that makes your stomach tighten before he even touches you. “Look at you. So pretty like this.” His lips ghost over your neck, his breath warm against your skin as he drags out his next words. “You love this, don’t you?” If you try to hide your face, he’s already one step ahead, gripping your chin and forcing your gaze back to his. “Don’t get shy now. I want to see every little reaction.” And when you finally break, letting go under him? His tone drops even lower, full of satisfaction. “That’s it. That’s my good girl.”
Junmin
• Rough Manhandling - Junmin doesn’t just touch—he grabs, pulls, pins. He likes feeling your body give under his hands, the way you react when he forces you where he wants you. One second, he’s got his fingers loosely wrapped around your wrist; the next, you’re on your back with your hands pinned above your head. “Thought you could run from me?” His strength is effortless, teasing even, as if he’s barely using half of it. He drags his palm up your thigh, grip firm enough to leave imprints. “You’re so soft. So easy to move. You like that, don’t you?”
• Size Kink - Junmin loves how small you feel beneath him, how he can dwarf you without even trying. The way your fingers struggle to wrap fully around his wrist, the way his hand covers almost the entire side of your waist—it feeds something deep inside him. He catches you staring when he stretches, letting his shirt ride up just to show off. “Like what you see?” But what he loves most is the contrast when he presses against you, tilting your chin up with a lazy smirk. “You’re so tiny. Makes me wanna ruin you.”
• Hair Pulling - Junmin isn’t gentle when it comes to your hair. He threads his fingers through it slowly, almost soothing—before his grip tightens and he yanks your head back. “That’s better. I like seeing your face.” He uses it to control your movements, keeping you exactly where he wants you, making sure you don’t look away. And when he hears the sharp gasp you let out? His smirk only grows. “Sensitive, huh? Maybe I should do it again.”
• Teasing & Degradation - Junmin likes to play with his food. He’s got a sharp tongue, quick-witted and relentless, and he knows exactly how to get under your skin. “Getting worked up already? You’re too easy.” He’ll drag things out, making you beg for what you want, but when you do? He only scoffs, eyes dark with amusement. “Pathetic. You’re lucky I think you’re cute.” But the second you start squirming under him, the way your body responds despite the teasing, his voice drops to a low murmur against your ear. “You talk big, but look at you. You love this.”
Sumin
• Corruption Kink - Sumin lives for the way you fall apart under him, how he can turn you into a mess with just his words and hands. He loves watching you lose control, seeing how quickly your body betrays you. “You were so innocent before me. Look at you now.” His voice is smooth, teasing, but there’s a hunger behind it, like he’s addicted to ruining you. Every time you react, every time you let out the smallest gasp, his smirk deepens. “I knew you’d like this. You just needed someone to show you how good it can feel.”
• Obedience & Control - Sumin wants you to listen—not because he forces you, but because you want to please him. He keeps his tone calm, patient, but there’s no mistaking the command in his voice. “Be good for me.” His fingers trail up your spine, slow and deliberate, his lips brushing over your ear. “Do what I say, and I’ll give you exactly what you want.” And when you hesitate, testing his patience, he only chuckles. “Oh? You wanna be difficult?” His grip tightens, pinning you down effortlessly. “That’s cute. Let’s see how long that lasts.”
• Overstimulation & Edging - Sunmin loves to take his time, keeping you on the edge until you’re shaking, begging, barely able to think. He’ll drag things out mercilessly, teasing you with just enough to drive you insane but never giving you what you need right away. “Look at you. So desperate.” His fingers stroke slow, agonizing patterns over your skin, his expression unreadable. “You can beg a little prettier than that, can’t you?” The second you break, whimpering his name, his eyes darken. “That’s it. Good girl.”
• Praise Kink - Sumin knows exactly how to make you melt with his words—his voice low, almost affectionate, but always with that teasing lilt. “You’re such a good girl for me.” His fingers tilt your chin up, forcing you to meet his gaze. “You love hearing that, don’t you?” But the moment you get too lost in it, he pulls back just enough to smirk. “So eager for my praise. You’re adorable.” And when you finally let go, falling apart under him, his voice turns warm again, brushing kisses against your skin. “That’s it, sweetheart. Just like that.”
Jinsik
• Brat Taming - Jinsik likes a challenge. He’s not the type to let you get away with teasing, eye-rolling, or acting like you’re in control. The moment you push his buttons, his smirk fades, replaced by something darker, more dangerous. “Try that again. See what happens.” He doesn’t mind letting you run your mouth—he actually enjoys it—because he knows exactly how to shut you up. One sharp tug, one hand gripping your jaw as he tilts your head back, and suddenly, you’re not so bold anymore. “That’s more like it. Now, be good for me.”
• Biting & Bruising - Jinsik doesn’t just leave marks—he makes sure you feel them for days. His teeth sink into the softest parts of your skin, his fingers pressing down hard enough to bruise, to claim, to remind you exactly who you belong to. When you whimper, he only bites down harder, letting his tongue flick over the fresh mark. “You’re gonna look so pretty tomorrow. Covered in me.” And if you dare complain about the soreness? His hand ghosts over the bruises, pressing down just enough to make you shiver. “Sensitive? That’s cute. I didn’t even go that hard.”
• Degradation - Jinsik loves to make you blush, squirm, get all shy—and then ruin you with his words. “Aww, now you’re acting innocent? That’s funny.” His voice is smooth, teasing, but there’s something about the way he watches you, like he sees right through you. The moment you hesitate, his fingers tighten around your waist, pulling you closer. “You can pretend all you want, but your body’s telling me everything I need to know.” And when you finally break, needy and desperate? His smirk turns downright sinful. “That’s it. Knew you’d give in eventually.”
• Teasing & Denial - Jinsik enjoys making you suffer just a little. He’ll get you so close, right to the edge, only to pull away at the last second. He loves the way you gasp, the way your body jerks from the loss of contact, the way frustration bleeds into your voice when you whine his name. “Impatient, aren’t you?” His fingers trail slowly, barely touching, watching you squirm beneath him. “If you want it that bad, beg for it.” And when you finally do? He just chuckles, tilting your chin up with one finger. “Good girl. See? That wasn’t so hard.”
Hyunwoo
• Possessiveness & Marking - Hyunwoo doesn’t share. He wants everyone to know you’re his, and he makes sure they do—whether it’s the bruises on your hips, the bite marks along your neck, or the way your voice breaks when you say his name. “Mine.” He growls it against your skin, his grip firm, his teeth sinking in just hard enough to make you gasp. He doesn’t stop until you’re covered in proof of him, until you’re looking at yourself in the mirror the next day and seeing the evidence of how completely he wrecked you.
• Jealousy - Hyunwoo doesn’t get jealous easily, but when he does? You feel it. His touch turns rougher, hungrier, more desperate, like he needs to remind you exactly who you belong to. “You think I didn’t notice the way they were looking at you?” His voice is low, dangerous, but it’s not the words that send a shiver down your spine—it’s the way he’s looking at you. Dark. Starving. Like he’s about to ruin you. “Go ahead. Keep testing me.” The moment you smirk, he’s already got you pressed against the nearest surface, breath hot against your ear. “You’re gonna regret that, baby.”
• Overpowering & Restraints - Hyunwoo doesn’t ask—he takes. The second you try to squirm away, his hands are on you, holding you still, keeping you exactly where he wants you. He loves the way you gasp when you realize you can’t move, how easily he can manhandle you like you weigh nothing. “Where do you think you’re going?” His grip tightens, fingers digging into your wrists as he pins you down, smirking at your struggle. “That’s cute. Like you could ever get away from me.” And when you finally give in, letting him take control? His lips brush over your ear, voice smooth as silk. “That’s better. Just let me take care of you.”
• Corruption & Praise - Hyunwoo loves seeing you fall apart for him, watching you go from shy and hesitant to completely undone. He drinks in every reaction, every shiver, every gasp, like it’s fueling something inside him. “You were so innocent before me.” His fingers trail over your skin, eyes dark with amusement. “Look at you now. Falling apart from just my touch.” And when you whimper, when you arch into him like you can’t get enough? His grip tightens, his lips curling into a smirk. “That’s my good girl. You love this, don’t you?”
Junghoon
• Size Kink & Manhandling - Junghoon loves how small you feel against him. He’s got a solid build, strong hands, and he knows exactly how to use them. He barely needs to try—one arm around your waist, one hand gripping your thigh, and suddenly, you’re exactly where he wants you. “So tiny,” he murmurs, tilting his head as he watches you struggle playfully in his grasp. “What, you thought you had a choice in this?” His smirk is lazy, his grip firm as he presses you against him, holding you there like you weigh nothing. “That’s cute, baby. But we both know I’m stronger.”
• Dirty Talk & Filthy Praise - Junghoon’s mouth is filthy. He’s not just teasing—he’s painting pictures in your head, making sure you can feel every word deep in your bones. “Look at you, falling apart for me.” His voice is low, smug, but there’s heat behind it, like he’s getting off just as much on watching you lose control. “You sound so pretty when you beg.” And the moment you shudder, his fingers tighten around your jaw, forcing you to look at him. “That’s it. Keep making those sweet little noises for me.”
• Power Play - Junghoon toys with you. He doesn’t have to force control—it’s natural, effortless. He’ll sit back, watching you squirm under his gaze, his amusement barely hidden. “You want something, don’t you?” His fingers tap against his thigh, expectant. “Use your words, baby.” And when you hesitate, too stubborn to say it? His smirk grows. “That’s okay. I’ve got all the time in the world. Let’s see how long you last.” He’s **not cruel, but he enjoys the game—**he enjoys making you work for it, making you admit just how badly you need him.
• Sensory Play - Junghoon likes to overwhelm you. He’ll take his time, dragging his fingers over your skin, barely touching, just enough to make you twitch. “So sensitive.” His breath is hot against your ear, his tone dripping with amusement. “I haven’t even done anything yet.” He enjoys the way your body reacts before you even realize what’s happening, the way you gasp when he suddenly switches from barely-there touches to something firmer, rougher. He wants you on edge, never knowing what’s coming next, completely at his mercy.
Seeun
• Size Kink - Seeun’s big, and he loves reminding you. The moment you hesitate, his smirk deepens, eyes dark with amusement. “What’s wrong, baby? Too much for you?” His fingers trail down your stomach, slow, teasing, as if he isn’t about to completely ruin you. “You can take it. You always do.” But when you whimper, nails digging into his arms, struggling to adjust, he only chuckles. “Look at you. Already shaking, and I’m not even all the way in.” He doesn’t wait—he pushes in deeper, savoring the way you gasp, the way your fingers clutch at him like you don’t know whether to pull him closer or push him away. His lips brush against your ear, voice dripping in amusement. “That’s it. Stretch for me.”
• Brat Taming - Seeun doesn’t tolerate attitude—he corrects it. The moment you roll your eyes, talk back, push at his chest like you actually think you can win, his grip tightens. “That’s real cute, princess. You wanna act tough?” He’s already got you pinned before you can think of a response, one hand gripping your wrists above your head, the other trailing down your waist with slow, dangerous intent. “Go ahead. Keep talking. Let’s see how much you can run your mouth when I’m done with you.” But when you smirk, testing him one more time, he only laughs, shaking his head. “Oh, you’re gonna regret that.”
• Degradation - Seeun’s words are sharp, cutting through you in the filthiest way possible. “You’re such a mess for me.” His voice is low, rough, watching you struggle to keep up. “Can’t even handle it, can you?” But the worst part? He’s getting off on it. He loves the way you fall apart, the way your body reacts before you can even think. He grips your chin, forcing you to look at him. “Pathetic. And yet, you keep begging for more.” His smirk is downright cruel, but his touch is so addicting, so intoxicating, that you can’t even deny it. “That’s what I thought.”
• Overstimulation & Control - Seeun doesn’t just push you past your limit—he enjoys it. The second you start to shake, whimper, beg for a break, he just tilts his head, feigning innocence. “Oh? Now you want me to slow down?” He leans in, lips brushing against your ear. “That’s too bad, baby. You wanted to act like a brat. Now, you can take what I give you.” His grip tightens on your hips, keeping you in place as he drags it out, taking his time, watching you completely unravel. “You look so pretty like this. Too dumb to even talk.”
Yujun
• Daddy Kink - Yujun isn’t just strict—he makes sure you know your place. The second you even think about testing him, he’s already got you in check. “You don’t listen, do you?” His voice is low, controlled, but there’s that edge that tells you he’s not amused. His fingers press under your chin, forcing you to look at him. “Say it, baby. Say who you belong to.” He waits, his patience razor-thin. And when you finally whisper it, eyes wide, body already reacting to his dominance? “That’s my girl.” But rewards don’t come easy. “Now earn it.”
• Manhandling - Yujun loves tossing you around like you weigh nothing. The moment you play hard to get, tease him, or even hesitate, his hands are already on you, lifting you with ease, pinning you where he wants. “Cute,” he murmurs, watching the surprise flash across your face. “You really thought you had control here?” His grip is firm, unyielding, as he presses you down, spreading you open with ease. “Let me remind you how this works.”
• Praise and Possession - For all his control, Yujun isn’t just about making you obey—he wants you to know how much he adores you. His voice softens just slightly, fingers trailing reverently down your skin. “Look at you. So perfect. So good for me.” His touch is gentle at first, teasing, before he tightens his grip, pulling you closer. “Mine. Every inch of you.” He doesn’t just claim you—he makes you feel it.
• Overstimulation - Yujun doesn’t stop just because you’re shaking. If anything, it only eggs him on. He watches you struggle to keep up, your body twitching under his control, and he only smirks. “Oh, you’re crying already?” His thumb brushes away the tear at the corner of your eye, but his tone is mocking. “You can handle one more, baby. Just one more.” But you know it’s a lie. He’ll keep going, keep pushing, until you’re completely spent, your voice hoarse from begging. And when you finally break? He just smiles. “That’s what I thought.”
Hunter
• Breath Play - Hunter loves control, and nothing makes him harder than seeing you gasp for breath under his hands. The second you challenge him, push back just a little too much, his fingers are already wrapped around your throat. “What was that?” His voice is calm, controlled, like he’s completely unaffected, but the pressure tightens just enough to make you lightheaded. He watches your lips part, eyes flutter, body go still beneath him, and he smirks. “That’s more like it.”
• Spanking - Hunter doesn’t just spank you to correct you—he does it because he loves how you react. The way your body tenses before impact, the way you whimper, the way your skin warms under his palm. “You keep acting out like this, baby, and I’ll have no choice but to keep punishing you.” He’s slow, calculated, making sure every slap lands perfectly—just enough to sting, just enough to make you tremble. And when you whimper, squirming in his lap? He only chuckles, hand massaging over the sensitive skin. “Oh? You like that, don’t you?”
• Dirty Talk - Hunter’s mouth is his deadliest weapon. He doesn’t just talk you through it—he completely owns you with his words. “Look at you. So needy. So desperate for me.” His voice is low, teasing, dragging every word out just to watch you squirm. “You can’t even help yourself, can you?” But when you try to talk back, try to play coy, he just smirks, shaking his head. “You don’t have to pretend, baby. I know exactly how bad you want it.” His fingers trail between your thighs, slow, barely touching. “Go on. Beg for it.”
• Orgasm Control - Hunter doesn’t let you come easy. The second you’re on the edge, body trembling, gasping his name like it’s the only word you know, he pulls away, making you whimper in frustration. “Not yet.” His voice is firm, unrelenting. He loves the way your hips jerk up, searching for friction, the way your eyes plead with him. “Patience, baby.” And when he finally, finally lets you fall over the edge? His smirk is pure satisfaction. “That’s it. Good girl.”
Yechan
• Edging - Yechan loves to tease you until you’re practically begging for release. He’s slow and deliberate with every touch, pulling you closer to the edge, only to pull away at the last second. His fingers brush over your skin, tracing patterns, just enough to make you tremble with anticipation. “Patience, baby,” he murmurs, smirking as he watches you squirm beneath him. He won’t let you finish until he’s ready, and he enjoys making you struggle to hold back, testing how much you can handle before you lose control.
• Power Play - Yechan’s presence is commanding—the second you try to take control, he asserts his dominance effortlessly. He’ll hold you down, making sure you can’t escape while his hands move with purpose. Whether it’s pinning you against the bed or keeping you completely still with his weight, he owns the moment. “Don’t fight it,” he says, his voice calm but unwavering. He doesn’t need to shout, he just has to make you realize that you’re at his mercy. And when you finally give in, he revels in the feeling of total control.
• Restraint - Yechan loves when you’re completely helpless under him, your hands tied or pinned, unable to move. There’s something about seeing you struggle against your restraints that makes him even more focused. He’ll take his time, letting you writhe beneath him, knowing that you can’t escape. “Just let go,” he says softly, fingers brushing against your sensitive spots, making sure you can’t move, can’t pull away. The lack of control makes every sensation more intense, and he enjoys making you feel utterly trapped in the moment.
• Sensory Deprivation - Yechan knows how to make every touch feel magnified by denying you something else. Whether it’s a blindfold that blocks your sight, or earphones that drown out the sounds, he loves when you’re relying on your other senses. The way his fingers feel against your skin, how your body reacts to every movement because you can’t see or hear everything around you. “Don’t try to guess where I’ll touch next,” he whispers, his hands moving slowly, deliberately, leaving you shivering in anticipation. Without your other senses, you’re left completely at his mercy, and he enjoys making every moment feel like it’s dragging on forever.
The concept of OT10 eating out… the public demands a headcannon of that cause we love goblins eating out <3
xikers eating you out
xikers ot10 x reader
filthy smut, mostly gender neutral (‘lovely lady’ used in jinsik’s)
a/n: sorry for the incredibly long wait my dear! i hope this lives up to ur expectations im pretty proud of it 😮💨 i went a lil crazy on some of em (some of my best work)… enjoy, everyone!
minjae
he would always ask in a different way, making sure you were okay with it. he is also the gentle kind, using his fingers and his mouth.
he kisses along your thighs gently before your clit. as you winced at the motion, he sucked gently. he used his skilled tongue on your sensitive bud, quickly holding you down by the stomach.
his heavy gaze would be on your face, watching every expression you make. he makes you cum a few times before he would even think about fucking you ;)
junmin
he would be laying on your belly, chin to your belly button. his eyes would sparkle as he asked if he could taste you.
after you agreed, he slipped your bottoms off with ease. he would lick your clit a few times to make sure he had the right spot, eventually moving to your hole.
he would deliberately make it so his nose hits your clit with each stroke. if you grabbed his hair, he would be in heaven. he could die between your legs, hearing u gasp and moan at each movement.
he wants to look at you so bad but his eyes are closed, focused on making you feel good. afterwards, he would beg for you to return the favor or let him fuck you cause he #needsthat
sumin
he grabs your waist firmly, whispering in your ear asking if he can get a taste of you. after you agreed, he lays you down carefully and spreads your legs.
he grabs onto your ankles as he kisses your knees and thighs, right before kissing your clit over your panties. your skirt and panties came off easily, and he gawked at the sight in front of him. ‘get on all fours for me.’ he demands.
he gets to work, using his incredibly skilled tongue to play with your clit and held onto your hips for dear life. you could feel his smirk on your core, watching your body carefully as he brought you closer to the edge.
loves making you cum twice like this. he likes watching you fall onto your face, begging for him to stop.
jinsik
‘im craving a taste of my lovely lady.’ he casually said. and that’s how you got yourself in this position, sitting on the edge of his bed, gripping onto his hair for dear life.
he was damn good at giving head, making sure to utilize his tongue and fingers. he watched as you flinched and cried for him, each sound going straight to his dick.
his eyes would close as he focused fully on your pleasure. would finger you to grab your juices and make eye contact with you as he licks his fingers clean. ‘so delicious. give me one more?’
hyunwoo
loves waking you up with head. he loves seeing the look on your face as he sucks gently on your clit, holding your hand as you woke up. ‘sleep well, baby?’ he asked before inserting a finger into you. when you gasped instead of responding, he knew he was doing good.
he let you squirm beneath him while he tortured your sensitive bud. his hands would grab yours firmly, not letting you touch him. his nose would occasionally touch your sensitive bud as he licked your hole.
would finger you afterwards and definitely ask for head in return… maybe even suggest 69 🥲 god i need that so bad
junghoon
teases you beforehand, duh. his hands would be all over your thighs. he squeezed one before making eye contact with you, chewing his lip.
‘baby. i am sooo hungry… can i please eat you?’ he asks. your face begins to flush as his fingers tickle your waistband. he slides your panties off along with your pants easily.
he smirks at your hole glistening for him, even going as far to lick his lips before diving in. he kitten licked you a few times before giggling. he began sucking on the sensitive spot, loving the way you whine for him. pull his hair and he might just moan into you.
he would only circle your hole with his fingers, mainly focusing on holding you down. he would attentively watch your expressions as he brought you closer to releasing the knot in your stomach. definitely wants you cumming at least twice before anything else.
seeun
watching a horror movie, you got too scared (i love this trope so) he grabbed your thigh under the blanket teasingly, ‘i can make you feel better.’ you could hear the smirk in his tone. he quickly sat in front of you, removing the blanket from your lap.
his gaze darkened as he reached for your clothes, lifting your hips gently as you slipped your bottoms off. ‘always so wet for me, could live between your legs angel.’ he spoke.
his mouth went to work, kitten licking your clit a few times to get a reaction. he smirked, licking the bud a few times as he scissored a few fingers in you. you gripped onto the couch for dear life, already clenching around his digits.
he knew you were close, so he hummed onto your clit, easing you to release. he slipped his fingers out, landing them on your tongue. ‘dont you taste so good, baby?’ he asked, smirking.
hunter
he gives you a certain look when he wants to eat u. his eyes get dark and smirks just enough to barely show his teeth. he would lick them as he went to his knees in front of you, spreading your legs.
he teased your leg skin before carefully lifting your hips and undressing your lowered half. he licked his lips as he dove in, watching your every expression as he went down on you. he held your stomach firmly, keeping you in place.
you felt his eyes on you as he brought you closer, occasionally biting on your clit gently. he giggled at your sensitivity, circling his thumb around your bud as he drank your juices.
‘always taste so delicious. needed this so bad.’ he huffed before diving back in. lots of praise from him and even more cum from you.
yujun
wants to ask, but he usually just pokes your belly a few times. ‘need something?’ you ask. he nods. ‘wanna taste you.’ he blurts. you nod, slipping your lower clothes off for him.
he circles a finger around your clit gently a few times before going in with his tongue. he moans just as much as you.
your taste has him humping the bed beneath him. his tongue lazily circles around your hole and clit as he drinks your endless juices, ignoring your cries for him to stop as he cums in his pants… so he really loves giving you head as he gets just as much pleasure as you do.
yechan
loves giving you head sm. does it almost every time before you have sex. he always spreads your legs and bites down hungrily on his lip. he watches as you shyly stare up at him, awaiting his next move.
‘ive got you baby, relax.’ he reassured before settling between your thighs, hooking his arms around your legs. his thick lips went to town sucking and teasing your clit. his lips took up your whole core, as he messily made out with it. the noises in the air were driving you insane. between the slurping of his mouth, his whimpers and your moans, you thought you were gonna die.
his fingers would stay interlocked with yours as he went down on you, focusing on sucking on your clit mostly. he lets you cum around his mouth once before fucking you, watching as it gushes out of your needy hole. he likes to admire his work.
Description: Welcome to my first kinktober! Consider this a welcome back gift from me since it’s been a while since I posted anything. This is the first time something like this so don’t be surprised if it’s not perfect.
Rules: I’ll only accept members from xikers and Kickflip legal line (ot6). Requesting a member + kink is a first come first serve thing, so request fast. Every member should have at least one kink, but some members might get more than one. I’ll post my Kickflip posts under my Kickflip blog to avoid confusion. Side note I might not post on schedule but I’ll try my best to stay on track.
Taglist: @nyangttyu @jiaisfox @notinthemoodbeach
Day 1- Somnophilla | Lee Kyehoon
Day 2- Dumbification | Choi Sumin
Day 3- corruption kink | Park Seeun
Day 4- Breeding kink | Mitsuyuki Amaru
Day 5- Bondage | Choi Hyunwoo
Day 6- Choking | Choi Minje
Day 7- Size kink | Park Hunter/Papung-korn Lertkiatdamrong
Day 8- Throat training | Kim Junghoon
Day 9- dry humping | Kim Minjae
Day 10- Hate sex | Choi Hyunwoo
Day 11- Daddy kink | Park Seeun
Day 12- Marking | Jung Yujun
Day 13- Lingerie | Jang Juwang
Day 14- Hot tub sex | Lee Donghwa
Day 15- dacryphilia | Choi Minje
Day 16- Recording | Park Hunter/Papung-korn Lertkiatdamrong
Day 17- Spanking | Kim Minjae
Day 18- Sex toys | Lee Yechan
Day 19- Cunnilings | Jang Juwang
Day 20- Handjob | Mitsuyuki Amaru
Day 21- Brat taming | Jang Juwang
Day 22- Jealous/Yandere sex | Kim Junghoon
Day 23- CNC | Lee Kyehoon
Day 24- Cockwarming | Lee Donghwa
Day 25- First time | Okamoto Keiju
Day 26- Sensory play | Park Junmin
Day 27- Mutual masturbation | Ham Jinsik
Day 28- Threesome (Same group only)- | Junmin and Yechan (Xikers)
Day 29- Public sex | Okamoto Keiju
Day 30- Edging | Jung Yujun
Day 31- Roleplay (professor x student) | Ham Jinsik
all of this snow is falling, i could make you fall too
⋆⁺₊❅. pairing: park junmin x f!reader
⋆⁺₊❅. word count: 4.77k
⋆⁺₊❅. content: MATURE CONTENT AHEAD!!!, fluff, some humor sprinkled in, swearing, friends? to lovers, mutual pining bc i am sucker for that trope, forced proximity trope, minjae cameo but he’s lowk insufferable in this, lots and lots and lots of kissing, no foreplay but fuck it we ball like steph curry, unprotected sex be safe y’all, cowgirl and missionary
synopsis: afraid of rejection, you’ve never made a move to confess your feelings to junmin, but a surprise turn of events has you folding under pressure quicker than you’d like to admit.
୨ৎ note: oh my god we are sooo back and i have finally written something that didn’t take me several months!! yes, i did use another sabrina carpenter song/lyric title what ABOUT IT??? also pls like n rb n such if u enjoyed <3
"Don't pack that."
"Huh?"
You pause what you're doing, which was folding your pajamas, in favor of looking over at your best friend. She tsks at you, shaking her head and snatching the clothes from your hands. Your eyebrows furrow together in pure confusion as you watch her rummage through your drawers.
"You're staying in a cabin with Junmin for three days, Y/N. Why would you think Hello Kitty pajamas are a good idea?" She finally says, answering your unspoken question.
"Because they're cute. And warm. And it's gonna be fucking freezing out there," you argue. "Besides, aren't you and I sharing a room? What does it matter if I'm wearing these pajamas?"
"Oh… I forgot to tell you…" She sucks in a breath, looking at you sheepishly. "Minjae and I wanted to share instead. So, you and Junmin are roommates now."
"What?" You can't help the volume of your voice and the way it echos off of the walls of your bedroom. You don't care if you get a noise complaint from your neighbors. This was unbelieveable. She's known about your embarrassingly massive crush on Park Junmin for months now. How could she do this to you? "You're ditching me for your boyfriend?"
"Well, not exactly," she shrugs, finally finding the sleepwear she was looking for. "Minjae and I agreed that nothing would ever happen between the two of you if an opportunity never presented itself. Here's an opportunity."
You collapse onto your bed in horror, feeling defeated as she folds the matching brown short and camisole set into your suitcase. There was a reason you had never tried to make a move on Junmin. You were afraid of rejection, for good reason, too. Not only was he so far out of your league, but he also had a habit of turning anyone down that asked him out. He didn't want a relationship at the moment. It made sense that you wanted to respect that, right?
Besides, him and Minjae were best friends. If you made the mistake of confessing and making a fool out of yourself, that would be so fucking awkward. Your best friends were literally dating each other, which meant the two of you were forced to see the other on a regular basis. All of this considered, and the happy couple still insisted on playing stupid cupid.
"I appreciate the fact that neither of you have faith in me." You voice out, though muffled by your pillows and assortment of stuffed animals.
"Are we wrong?" The question is a rhetorical one, you know that much. They weren't wrong at all. They actually couldn't be closer to the truth.
And you try really, really hard to be mad at her.
You try when you arrive at the cabin, heart racing impossibly fast at the sight of Junmin in a varsity jacket and ear muffs. You try when you pick your rooms, cheeks burning impossibly hot as you silently unpack your respective belongings. You try when you agree to a snowman building contest and you get paired with him, stomach fluttering impossibly hard when he smiles a little too warmly at you. You try when he selflessly offers for you to shower first, head spinning impossibly quick at how much of a gentleman he was.
Being mad at her suddenly proves to be a difficult task to maintain.
"Don't get mad at me!" She says to you, first thing the next morning. And you're starting to think you might've spoken too soon.
"I'm a little scared to ask why."
"Minjae and I made plans in town, for just the two of us. So we figured you and Junmin could just hang here for the day." She scratches the back of her neck and you can't even ignore her idiot boyfriend's lack of discretion, catching a glimpse of him peeking around the corner.
You wish she could see the inside of your head right now, and how your brain is seconds away from exploding like a ticking time bomb. Instead, you settle for the not-so-subtle twitch of your eye. Sometimes you're not sure if you love her or if you want to strangle her. Usually it's the latter.
"I could look past you fucking football tackling me over some silly pajamas, but planning a date in the middle of our group trip is something else. At this point, you're not even thinking of me or Junmin at all," you pinch the bridge of your nose. "Whatever. Have fun and be safe, I guess. I'll find something to keep me occupied all day."
There isn't a doubt in your mind that your reaction left her feeling guilty, but you don't stay behind to see. With a deep sigh, you head to your room, only to discover Junmin standing on the other end of the hallway. He waves at you like a kid with his hand caught in a cookie jar.
"Sorry, I didn't mean to eavesdrop." He apologizes.
"No, it's okay," you reassure him. "It's a good thing, 'cause now you also know that they're leaving us to fend for ourselves."
"I'm honestly not that surprised. I can count on both hands the amount of times Minjae and I were supposed to hang out and suddenly I became a third wheel." He shrugs, hands shoving into the pockets of his grey sweatpants. Unlike your counterparts, the two of you were still dressed in your sleepwear.
"It's like they can't breathe without the other by their side. I feel suffocated just by watching them. It's crazy." You add, following him into your shared bedroom. You were grateful for the two twin-sized beds, cozying back under your covers as soon as you hear the front door of the cabin lock.
"Wanna watch a movie?" Junmin asks, opening a streaming app on the TV. You hum in response and let him play something random, a Christmas film that you've seen probably a dozen times growing up.
You're about thirty minutes in when the realization that you're in a cabin alone with Junmin sets in. There isn't anyone else for miles, no one to buffer your awkwardness, just the two of you laying in your twin beds watching Love Actually. (Despite being so adamant about his personal dating policy, you think it's a little ironic that he's such a hopeless romantic. I mean, why else would you put on Love fucking Actually out of all of the other movie selections.)
The sound of the TV drowns out and you're hyperaware of your own heartbeat, as well as the heat radiating off of the fireplace in your room. It may have been in the negatives outside, but you were sweating even in your camisole-short pajama set that your best friend was hellbent on you bringing. This whole trip felt like one big joke made at your expense.
You don't know if it's because of your inability to sit still once your thoughts start rolling or what, but the silence that was once permeated only by movie dialogue is slashed by a sudden inquiry.
"Y/N, can I ask you a question?"
The lump that was steadying its position in your throat forces its way down. Your teeth bite down on your bottom lip anxiously, praying your voice doesn't waver. "What's up?"
"What did you mean when you said, 'At this point, you're not even thinking of me or Junmin at all'? I don't mean to be nosy, but to me that sounds like this wasn't the first time they've made decisions here that affected you and I somehow." It amazes you how perceptive he is, and yet he's so damn oblivious to the hearts in your eyes when you look at him. Unless, of course, he was acting dumb on purpose and this was just an elaborate play of the long game.
"Um..." You want to bite your tongue, or your own fist, anything to avoid the impending humiliation ritual. Alas, your currently clouded brain cannot keep up with your mouth. "It's because it's not."
Junmin peels his eyes away from the movie in favor of looking over at you. You blink, debating whether or not you should be the first one to look away. The few feet that separate your beds feel invisible. There's something in the way he holds contact, an unreadable glint that reflects the blue light of the TV. Unfortunately, you want nothing more than to figure out what the hell it is.
They say curiosity killed the cat, and goddamn were you an adventurous fucking feline.
"What else have they done?" He asks softly. His voice sounds like warm honey, dripping slowly around sharp edges. You can visibly see the wheels turning in his head, watching in real time as he pieces information together himself. Still, he awaits your response to confirm.
"Plotting. Lots and lots of plotting," the confession slips faster than you can process it, and when your logicality finally catches up, it's entirely too late. "The last minute roommate swap situation. This whole day. I'm sure the trip itself. Even my pajamas were packed without my feelings taken into consideration."
Sirens are going off, screaming at you to stop talking, for the love of god. Your lips have minds of their own, yapping away and revealing the truth you had been trying to lock away for months. Had he happened to actually be a little blind to your patheticism, he wasn't stupid. There wasn't a possibility that your idiocy wasn't helping him finish the puzzle. (To be fair, you were a nervous talker. The more heightened your anxiety was, the faster your speech tumbled out of your mouth. You were responsible for your own downfall.)
"So, what exactly is it that they're plotting for?" Silk drapes off of each syllable, almost completely distracted from the task at hand— not making an utter clown of yourself. You're sure you already have, your jittery fingers and lip biting a tell tale sign of the very thing you had been wanting to hide.
"Y-You…" The stutter throws you off and it's hard to continue when you've dug your own grave and lied in it.
"Uh-huh," he nods along to your incomprehsibility. "And..?"
"Me…" Is all you can manage to spit out. The connection between thinking your words through and saying them aloud decides to momentarily repair itself too little too late. This is so much worse than you thought it would be. Your best friend and Kim Minjae were dead meat.
Junmin scoots to the edge of his bed, inching himself closer to you in a way that rises your body temperature. His knuckles are almost white as he grips the mattress beneath him. You swallow thickly, bracing yourself to meet his gaze. And when you do, "You and me?"
You're torn. Was this some fucked up dream or a sweet nightmare?
"Do I have to spell it out for you, Junmin?" There's a slight whine to your tone, hands covering your face in shame. You hear the faint squeak of mattress springs and feel the shift in weight on your bed. Long fingers wrap around your wrists gently, prying them away.
"No. I just wanna hear you say it." The smile that graces your eyes nearly sends you into cardiac arrest. You never thought you'd see such a smug, yet seductive, expression on Park Junmin's features. Honestly, you're proud of yourself for making it this far and not fainting.
"What do you want me to say? That I think about you a lot more than I should? That they set all of this up so I could stop being such a pussy and make a move? Because, holy shit, I can only take so much." Exasperation radiates off of you in waves and then ricochets back in the form of immediate regret. Clearly, you needed to improve that brain to mouth filter. ASAP.
"Why have you never said anything? Do you not realize how long I've been waiting to hear this?" His hold on your hands hasn't loosened, his thumbs rubbing into your skin comfortingly. You scoff with a laugh.
"Does it look like I clocked that? This entire time I was under the impression that you weren't interested. You always say you're not looking for something serious right now. Also, like, why would I willingly admit to my unhealthy crush on you?" The happy couple needed to compensate you for the therapy you were going to need after today. The emotional whiplash felt like it was on 100.
"Okay, in my defense, I was only saying that to other girls to fend them off. There was one girl that little white lie didn't apply to and somehow she was sitting under my nose, within reach, without me noticing." He pulls your hands into his lap, fiddling with your fingers.
"Yeah, well your 'little white lie' is the majority of the reason why nothing has happened between us sooner," you huff, crossing your arms over your chest. "And if that's the case, then why did you never try to make a move on me?"
He pouts cutely and it takes everything in you not to melt into a pitiful puddle at his feet. Then he sighs. "To be honest with you, I dunno. I'm the total opposite of your exes. I just thought maybe I didn't have a chance."
You don't know why hearing this breaks your heart. If he could see himself the way you do, there wouldn't be a question in his mind about how you felt for him. The fact that you were having the same thoughts puts so much into perspective for you. A gasp cuts through the serious moment.
"Fuck, I feel like such an asshole now…"
"Why? What is it?"
"I shouldn't have gone off on her the way I did. Now that I know everything, I see that her and Minjae really were just thinking of us. They both knew how stupid and ignorant we were being about our feelings, so they took matters into their own hands. I gotta say, I'm kind of impressed that it actually worked." You wouldn't be surprised if you won the 'Worst Friend of the Year' award. She had every right to be upset with you after this.
"She'll understand where you were coming from. It's not like she was completely transparent with you, how could you have known?" He consoles, his hand resting on your thigh.
It's supposed to be an innocent and comforting act, something to console the guilt brewing in your chest. However, your body reacts to it differently. Your skin burns underneath his fingertips and palm, a new emotion settling in the pit of your stomach. You glance down at it and then back up at him. Instead of pulling away like you thought he would, he starts to drag the pads of his fingers along the length of your thigh.
"Tell me to stop," he breathes, nails stroking your plushness. "Tell me this is too much and you don't want me the way I want you."
"I don't think I can lie to you like that," you find the courage to speak your truth. "I don't want you to stop. I want you to keep going. I want more actually."
It was crucial that one day you learn how to keep your mouth shut.
"Is that right?" Junmin licks his lips, eyes flitting down to yours. "So, what would you do if I kissed you right now?"
That day was not going to be today.
"I'd kiss right back." Your voice is no louder than a whisper, but holds finality to it. There was no going back from this, and you couldn't be more happy for such a drastic change. You had been waiting for this moment for months, wondering if or when you would get your opportunity.
Carefully, he leans in and allows his breath to mingle with yours. A hand cups your cheek, testing the waters to see what he can get away with. The tips of your noses brush, a featherlight touch that leaves you craving him more. Your skin barely grazing is driving you insane and something inside you finally snaps, springing you into action.
When your lips meet, you feel everything. Every nerve in your body ignites and hits you like a jolt of static electricity. It's exactly like they describe it in the books. The stomach churning, the goosebumps, all of it. Before this trip, you didn't think there was a possibility of this happening. The idea of kissing Park Junmin seemed to be so far fetched, yet here you were.
His tongue dances along your mouth, as if searching for something. You sigh at the taste of him, moving to straddle his lap. Your fingers curl into the hair at his nape, lacing behind his neck to deepen the intensity of the kiss. Dizzy. Drunk. Spellbound. There are about a hundred words in the dictionary that could describe the feeling coursing through you, just from kissing him alone.
Junmin's lips slot against yours like they've found their home, your appendages tangling and your teeth nearly clashing. His hand experimentally slides up your waist, searing against the sliver of bare skin when your top slips up. His other hand gains its own control, squeezing your breast and flicking his thumb over a clothed nipple. Your knees dig into the mattress, tempted to grind down onto him.
Both of you know you don’t have a lot of time before your friend and Minjae returned, maybe an hour tops, but fuck he wishes he could take his time with you. He wished he could explore your body and learn every single thing you liked and didn’t like, and use it all to his advantage. His senses are heightened by your reactions, keenly aware of your every sound, of each whine that escapes you.
His mouth travels from your own, along your jaw, and down your throat, nipping and sucking so he leaves his mark on you wherever he can. Your lips part with a soft moan when he finds the sensitive spot on your neck. His hand sneaks under your camisole, kneading and massaging your tits like it was second nature for him. You’re starting to get lightheaded from how good everything feels. If he didn’t touch you where you needed him most, if he didn't do something soon, you feared you might finish prematurely. And after all that you’ve been through to get to this point, you really cannot handle that tonight. Thankfully, he seems to read your mind.
“I would love to make up for lost time, but I don’t think we can right now,” he pants into your skin, hands everywhere but somehow nowhere all at once. “Let me just—"
“Stop yapping and just fuck me, Junmin, you’re wasting precious time,” you groan, going straight for the hem of his t-shirt. You yank the cotton material over his head in one go, practically pawing at the waistband of his sweatpants. He laughs at your impatience, but knows your haste isn't unwarranted.
“Well, when you put it like that, I sound like I'm being greedy,” he teases, helping you take off your own top. “I'm gonna fuck you so good, princess.”
You don’t have the mental capacity to argue with him and tell him that, if anything, you're the greedy one, head tossing back when he takes one of your tits into his mouth. You scrape your nails down the expanse of his chest and abdomen, a reprieve to the tingling sensation buzzing throughout your body with Junmin's lips all over you. His teeth sink into your collarbone and you nearly lose your sanity. The line was crossed. Officially now.
The 'Are You Still Watching' screen is ignored as his skilled fingers make quick work removing your shorts and you’re so beyond restless, that he has a bit of trouble getting them down your legs. He stills your hips firmly, chuckling to himself when he says, “Sit still, baby, I promise I’m not going anywhere.”
It's an oddly comforting reaffirmation, the way his thumb circles your hip bone as he says it. The heat of Junmin beneath you is enough to make you squirm again, needing him inside of you before you start crying.
“God, I need you so bad,” you whine, lips locking with his once more. You speak the words into his mouth and they hold all the subtlety of an excavator, desperation hanging off of each letter. “Please…”
You can feel, rather than see, the smile that graces his features, fingers hooking into the waistband of your panties. He’s dangling your desire in front of you like a ball of yarn with a cat, the bed of his nails skimming along your hips slowly and tortuously. You reach down to cup his erection through his boxers and that’s what spurs him on, dropping his mischievous act in favor of gifting you what you’ve been asking for so nicely.
Junmin pushes your underwear to the side, kicking off his boxers so he’s bare for you. He rests on his elbows and watches as you hover over his cock, sitting on it gently. He fills you up just right, tapping that sweet crook of your pussy when he sheathes entirely. The moan that breaches the sound barrier fights itself from deep in your chest, tickling his ears and forcing out one of his own. His grip on your hips tightens as you begin to move. It’s more of him moving your body for you, not that you’re complaining at all. Less work for you.
With each bounce on his cock, the stupid twin bed squeaks and it wouldn’t be such a problem if you didn’t also hear the front door of the cabin open. Your eyes widen almost comically, meeting Junmin's with a fear so intense that it nearly scares him too. Though not ideal, he isn't about to let your friends coming back from their little date ruin your time. After all, isn't this what they wanted? He holds a finger up to his lips to shush you, simultaneously flipping the two of you so your back is flat on the bed and his feet are planted on the floor.
You’ve never been so glad to have a lock on the door, Junmin tossing a shoe at the knob to click it in place. You don’t know if it’s because it’s him, or maybe you’re just into it, but you feel yourself getting more turned on as he continues to fuck you despite your friends being in the other room. He covers your mouth with his hand, rocking his hips into yours slowly and languidly. His free hand slithers between the two of you, thumb rubbing calculated circles into your clit.
"You can take it right?” He rasps into your ear, nipping the lobe softly; a contrast to what’s tumbling out of his mouth. “You can take it quietly like the pretty pillow princess you are?"
At that same moment, there’s a knock on your bedroom door. Junmin doesn’t stop, in fact, he speeds up his pace, pushing your thigh to your chest so he plunges deeper into your cunt. Your jaw slackens.
"Y/N, are you in there?” Your best friend asks.
”Y-yes,” you gasp, willing your voice to stay steady. “I was getting ready to take a n-nap.”
“You sound off… Are you feeling okay?” She expresses her concern and you look to Junmin for help.
You bite down harshly on your lower lip when he leans down to suck on one of your tits instead, very roughly snapping into you. He urges you to say something anyway, so you can at least get them to leave you alone. “Y-yes! I'm fine! Just feeling tired is a-all!”
He laughs lowly so only you can hear, gazing at you through his lashes and whispering, “You're definitely gonna feel tired after this.”
She doesn’t question you any further. "Okay… Have a good nap!”
"Thanks!”
Her footsteps get quieter as she walks away from the door. The shit-eating grin on Junmin's face contributes to the growing ache in the pit of your stomach more than it pisses you off. He could do absolutely no wrong in your eyes. Seeing this different side of him, this more aggressive side, is a pleasant and welcomed surprise.
“Look at you, princess,” you hate that the pet name has you clenching around his length. His lips trail down your body, worshiping it like you were his own personal goddess. And honestly, he made you feel like you were. “You're taking my cock so perfectly.”
If you could scream, you would. You would be as loud as possible so anyone within a 10 mile radius knew who was fucking you this good. You would chant his name like a prayer, like he was an angel sent from heaven to save you. Perhaps you did something heroic in a past life, like saving someone from a burning building or rescuing a cat from a tree. The stars were finally aligning in your favor.
That sweet poison coursing through your bloodstream, the intoxication that came with being one with Junmin, has your whole being soaring. He applies practiced pressure to your clit, and it has your back arching off of your mattress and into his chest. Your lips pry open in a silent moan when he presses up against that same spongy nook in your pussy. Tears well in your eyes as they roll back, spilling down the sides of your cheeks. Junmin kisses them away and fucks into you harder, inching closer and closer towards what you’re already on the precipice of.
Having gone nonverbal after nearly getting caught, it requires so much energy for you to croak out, “‘m so close, Jun, so so close…”
"I'm right there with you, baby, c'mon," he hums approvingly, back at your mouth now. His lips mold with yours so smoothly and your fingers tangle in his hair so easily. You want this forever, to be his in more ways than one. And hopefully after everything is said and done, you'll get that chance. You’re hypnotized by his kiss, lost in the feeling of his dick sliding in and out of your cunt without restriction.
Junmin grazes his nose against yours, a stark contrast to the behavior he has been exhibiting. Even as he does so, his lower half is still pounding into you without mercy. And for some reason, that tenderness is what has you slipping through the cracks. Your orgasm washes over you with no warning, crashing and colliding into you almost violently.
The fluttering of your walls around his cock has Junmin finishing right behind you, lashes pecking the tops of your cheeks in butterfly kisses that prolong the climax of your release. It's much more intimate than you expected, your heart swelling and your body shivering with its implications. He slows his pace to something unwavering, something that just metaphorically holds your hand through your orgasm.
As you both catch your breaths, he laughs to himself, ruffling his hair. "When we first started discussing for this trip, I really was not expecting this to happen at all. I genuinely thought I'd go forever without saying anything to you."
You swipe a bead of sweat off of his forehead, lips curving into a soft smile. "They were, unfortunately, right when they said nothing would change between us if an opportunity never presented itself. I kinda wanna applaud them for knowing us so well."
"It's crazy as hell that everything was planned down to your pajamas. Like they really thought this shit through. Props to them," he shakes his head. "By the way, it wouldn't have mattered to me if you were wearing a potato sack to sleep. I'd still find you just as gorgeous."
Despite looking like an absolute mess, you've never felt prettier. He lays the compliments on like melted better, pressing a sweet kiss to the crown of your head, your cheeks, your nose, your jaw, and your lips. While the conception of your newfound relationship was a little bit on the unconventional side, you're just happy that you don't have to keep your emotions hidden anymore.
And you've finally decided that even though she's a pain in the ass who really does need to be strangled for putting you through hell, you love your bestie immensely and you're eternally grateful for her. After all, you have her to thank for landing the man of your dreams.
— how they go down on you (minjae, junmin, sumin, jinsik)
warnings: smut!mdni, just lots of oral😋
notes: i have a 5k writing assignment due in 2 days and a presentation tomorrow morning. but i miss writing for xikers so here we are😞
MINJAE
eats you out for his own pleasure. you know as a leader, he always has a bunch of responsibilities :( everyday he has to deal with his members, and he often gets too busy with composing or preparing for the group's comeback. sometimes he just needs to relax and take a break. what better way to reward himself from all his hard work: bury himself in between your legs. yeah, at first it sounds like heaven... your boyfriend would never say no to a round of going down on you. but oh... when he can’t get enough of your arousal on his tongue, is when you’re going to be crying. desperately telling him that you’ve had enough and he needs to pull away from you, tears in your eyes from overstimulation. he just pushes himself much, much closer to your dripping cunt instead. if one day he just comes home asking you to get on the bed and spread your legs for him, expect multiple orgasms for the night. you're stuck in his grip until he's done with you.
the air is thick when he opens the door to your shared apartment, tired from the long day he had spent. he rushing straight to your bedroom with only one thing on his mind, your thighs around him is the only thing that could comfort him right now :(
you’re always the sweetest when you greet him, eyes eagerly looking up at your boyfriend. "is there something wrong minjae?" you ask innocently. but nights like these were too familiar with you—and so you offer to suck him off, take his mind away from his worries for awhile. he could even cum inside your mouth, telling him that he can push your head down on his cock all he wants, that he could completely use you.
but he’s not like that. minjae has other plans, pushing you on the bed and quickly tugging your clothes off of you, his hands exploring every expanse of bare skin.
“stay still for me,” he whispers, arms tight around your legs, his eye catching yours before he starts the first lick, the tip of his tongue firm, from your hole up to your clit.
and before you knew it, it’s gone to the point that your mind is already too fucked out to comprehend what time it is. you sense that it’s the middle of the night, but minjae doesn’t seem to let up, incredibly drunk on your pussy. feeling the sheets beneath your ass so wet from your previous orgasms.
“want more baby... you just taste so good for me. can you give me another one?”
minjae sweetly asks, never waiting for your answer. with the way he’s starting to kiss all over your thigh again, leaving marks, and hungrily lapping up at you’re clit, it seems as if he’s anything far from done. but can he really help it, when he feels like he’s made to be your boyfriend so he could admire the way your folds glisten from your slick and his saliva, all from the way he’s greedily eating you out. turns him on a lot, knowing he's the only one who can make you feel this good just with his tongue.
JUNMIN
he absolutely loves it when you’re on top of him, the view never fails to get his cock hard and twitching in his pants. so that’s how he asks you if you could try 69 with him, getting excited inside once he sees your surprised expression. don’t even try getting shy and only kneeling above his face, he’s gonna pull you down so you’re literally sitting on him. oh and aside from his tongue making you feel good... his nose… yeah. you get what i mean right? junmin loves your ass. it’s not gonna escape his attention, so expect to get a few slaps. moan loud for him please, he’s obsessed with your reactions. also, you’re gonna have a hard time tryna suck him off, ‘cause you’re too fucked out by his tongue... but he thinks you’re so cute falling apart on top of him, so it’s completely alright that you do a sloppy job in return. one last thing btw. he definitely encourages you to grind on his tongue😵💫
“fuck, mhm, keep going,”
the room felt increasingly hotter, as wet and lewd sounds resounded inside the room. you felt the familiar pooling of pleasure at your stomach, your head lightheaded as your boyfriend stimulates you with his tongue while you repeatedly take him into your warm mouth. the position was so vulgar that you can't get enough of it.
his voice is muffled against your cunt, but you knew he wanted you to speed up with the way he’s gripping at your ass, caressing before landing a harsh slap that stung so good. and so your moan vibrates on his heavy cock, twitching on your tongue as you taste the pre-cum leaking from his slit.
junmin misses the sight your expressions during sex, failing to see the way your eyes struggle to keep itself open at the pleasure. he can’t really see you in this position :(
the scene was so hot. what’s the next best thing aside from your face? it’s your pussy that’s currently dripping wet, flush against his mouth as you chase your orgasm. junmin firmly draws his tongue on your puffy clit, groaning.
“grind on me baby, come on.” your hips begin to rut over him. it’s taking a whole lot to stop from accidentally thrusting himself up into you, can’t help it when you’re always so good for him, pussy craving for his tongue while you take all of him at the same time. it’s not for long until the both of you are going to last, it's just so overwhelming good every single time he eats you up.
SUMIN
face sitting. ugh, the first time he went down on you, it felt so so good that you squeezed his head with your thighs as you shakily orgasmed. ever since then, he can’t get his mind off of the feeling of your thighs around him. literally begs you to sit on his face. and no, don’t even try to hit him with the conversation of accidentally sitting on him for too long that you’re going to suffocate him. that doesn’t exist in his vocabulary. he’ll tell you he’s happy to die as long as it’s in between your legs. his absolute favorite thing about this position is when he makes you cum really hard that your thighs give up and your pussy really gets pushed on his mouth. yeah he can keep holding you up, have you seen his arms? but he chooses not too because he loves the feeling of your sticky release making such a mess on his lips.
after he’s gotten you all worked up from the intense kissing and teasing, he finally had you in such a daze, begging for him to make you cum. and so sumin thinks this is the perfect opportunity to bring up what has been clouding his mind these last few days. making you strip in front of him before you get baffled when he suddenly lays down on the bed.
it took quite a bit of convincing before he finally gets you to agree, kneeling over him, only seeing his piercing eyes below you.
and oh… the first contact of his tongue against your clit had you moaning already. despite the countless times your boyfriend had eaten you out, something about this position was so much hotter than usual.
and in no time he has you shakily grinding yourself on his tongue, hands tight on the headboard for support. you can’t get enough of the way he licks in between your folds up to your swollen clit, swirling around it. suddenly switching to sink the tip of his tongue inside your hole. fuck, you were so desperate, continuing to hump his face as you make a mess of your slick on his lips.
“that’s it, doing so good for me,” sumin mumbles, voice muffled underneath you as he ignores the way his leaking cock is standing hard, aroused, begging for your touch. but that can wait, as your boyfriend works hard to help you chase your orgasm, wanting to feel your thighs closing around his face again
JINSIK
ok you know what, ever since i wrote the overstimulation thing for jinsik, i just can't get the thought out of my mind right now. especially with his desire to make you squirt all over his fingers, and even his face. jinsik always tries something new everytime he eats you out, like if he could get you to cum faster than he was able to before, or how it would feel to have his mouth on you while simultaneously pleasuring you with a toy. a huge part of it is your expressions whenever he sucks particularly hard, or if he turns the toy settings up for added pleasure. don’t try to test his patience and cover your face with your arms. doesn’t care if his cock is straining against his pants, he’s content when he sees you writhing below him and your eyes are lost staring at the ceiling.
“which one do you like better on your clit, this vibrator, or my tongue?” jinsik raises the question, staring at your limp figure, fucked out from the countless orgasms he had given you.
and you try your best to answer him with your voice, throat a little tired from moaning for him. “want it, your tongue… jinsik.”
“really baby?” he sweetly smiles at you, some of your arousal glistening on his lip.
“but with the way you were going crazy when i put it over your clit had me thinking otherwise,”
a high moan suddenly escapes you at the sudden contact of the vibrator on your sensitive bud. jinsik can’t help but coo at your trembling thighs, pushing them up to your chest so he can get better access to your abused cunt. your hips uncontrollably buck up, grinding against the vibrator that your boyfriend was moving back and forth against your needy clit.
“let’s see how fast i can make you cum this time.” he retracted the toy away from you, earning a whine. you almost reached for his hand, wanting to pull him close to chase your climax. until he suddenly dips down, tongue tracing your dripping hole before pushing it in, feeling your walls sucking him more. and just when you felt like you couldn’t feel any better, jinsik puts the vibrator on you again, amping up the setting.
with the way you are pulling at his hair, head thrown back, he’s completely sure you’re cumming for him hard in no time, just like how he wants it.
note: this makes me wanna write part 2… but giving them head instead ouu.
Hiii found you lately and i gotta say as a new roady those who write for xikers are rare gems here
Ummm so i didn't have any specific thoughts but i have a thing for jealous men so maybe in your opinion who do you think is mtl jealous type orrrr if you do headcanons how would they act if they feel jealous (nsfw or sfw your choice )orrrr if you feel like doing it for just one member do it for minjae pls 🙂 whichever you feel more comfortable with up to you
xikers jealous hcs
xikers ot10 x reader (they/them pronouns used)
cursing, smut in pretty much every one.. some fluff, jealousy sex in every scenario, recording in sumin’s, edging in sumin’s, dry humping in hyunwoo’s, slight exhibitionism in seeun’s, sub!yechan
a/n: oh anon i feel u so much!!! there’s something about them getting all possessive like its soooo 🤭🤭 i tried to do scenarios for each as well i hope this doesnt disappoint!! i did a lil bit of both for u as well for some fun :3
mtl:
minjae
hyunwoo
sumin
seeun
yechan
yujun
junghoon
junmin
jinsik
hunter
headcanons:
minjae
he doesn't like other people looking at you or flirting with you at all. like he goes insane
so when he sees a guy flirting with you at the cafe you were at, he was livid.
he of course trusted that you weren't giving into his flirting, but it still pissed him off
'can you leave now, they're taken.' he glares at him.
'my fault sorry...' he wanders off quickly and minjae sits back down in his seat.
'i'm sorry, minjae, he just..' 'i'm not mad at you but i just hate that people are so dumb..’ he spits
after leaving the cafe, he drove home w little faster than he normally would. he had one hand on the wheel and the other on your thigh.
as soon as you got into the door, he dragged you into his room and pinned you onto his bed. your clothes were off faster than you could imagine. he stayed clothed.
‘you are all mine. so beautiful for me.’ he would praise as he kissed along your body.
‘why are u still dressed, min? wanna see you.’ he would only take his pants off so he could fuck you properly. he would also grab a condom from his pocket.
‘you planned this, didn’t you..?’ you asked. he just booped your nose before saying,
‘just love seeing you. all of you.’ he started slowly inserting himself into you. his mouth would find your neck and so on and so forth…..
junmin
hes so normal about being jealous i think. jealous the most normal amount i think. he will definitely just shy away from you and pout when he gets jealous.
he just gets quiet so you ask him what’s wrong after hours of hearing nothing from him.
‘it’s just something that happened earlier..’ his gaze would find yours.
‘what happened min? im sorry if i upset you.’ you frown at him
‘it wasn’t you… was that stupid guy that kept flirting with you.’ he admitted. you giggled at this before inching closer to him.
‘you mean the waiter, baby?’ you grabbed his face before kissing him. ‘he was just being nice, we’re clearly together.’ you reassured him
he slowly got on top of you before helping you take your shirt off. ‘you are so beautiful cannot even take you out… have too many people looking at you.’ he would whisper
he would finish stripping himself along with you before grabbing a condom from his wallet. you smiled at him before sliding it on and climbing back on top of you.
his hand would find yours as he inserted himself into you, grabbing it tightly. his lips would never leave yours as he ground himself into you. he would whine and moan and beg into your ears for hours as he fucks you into oblivion…
sumin
oh you are his. and he makes sure everyone knows that. he bought you a necklace with his initial on it so others will get the hint.
in the rare case that a ‘dumbass’ –as he puts it–hits on you, shit hits the fan. he immediately gets angry and starts yelling at the guy but you just drag him home and calm him down.
‘sumin, it is not that serious! he probably thought it was my initial…’ you suggested. he just rolled his eyes at you and dragged you into his bedroom
‘the only thing that’ll make me feel better is fucking you, so get on the bed.’ he demanded. you listened to him and laid on his bed before he came over to you and undressing you. his eyes examine every inch of your figure, leaving a few marks behind.
he stands up, grabs a condom, and undresses himself in front of you. meets your gaze as he is sliding his condom on, with the wrapper in his teeth. he spits it out before getting back on top of you and kissing you.
‘please fuck me sumin, need to feel you.’ you beg him. he almost ignores you while sucking on your neck and playing with your boobs.
‘sumin! please fuck me!’ you cry at him. this time he hears you, inserting himself into you quickly. his thrusts are slow and deep, making sure you feel every inch of him.
his pace stays this way, making sure to take his time with you and observe every expression you make. he cant help but shake the thought of recording you.
he silently grabs his phone from the bedside table and starts recording a video as he fucks you. his hand reaches down to your clit and starts moving at a quicker pace, but he stops before you can actually finish…
he would do this cycle for hours if he needed to just to really make sure you felt him. he isn’t entirely cruel and would end up fucking into you quicker at the end of the night…
jinsik
well, he isnt usually the jealous type… he trusts that you wont give into others bc he knows u love him.
he gets confused when he sees a guy hitting on you at the park while you two are having a picnic. you dont give in to the guy, ignoring him before he makes eye contact with jinsik and walks away.
the picnic is rather peaceful, but he got rather touchy with you after the man left. he sat way closer to you than he normally would.
after the two of you got home his hands would find a home around your waist. he would kiss down your neck while you were trying to put leftovers away, clearly trying to distract you.
‘jinsik, what is it? what do you want?’ you finally ask him. he just smiles at you before answering ‘you, i want you.’ so you kissed him and dragged him into the bedroom.
he undressed himself rather quickly before helping you get your clothes off. he notices you gawking at his figure before laughing to himself.
‘do you like what you see, baby?’ he smirks down at you, pinning you to the bed. you just nod in response before he kisses you, shoving his tongue into your mouth.
he would roll a condom onto his dick before sliding into you. you whined at the sensation. you can never get used to the stretch he gives you. he would give you time to adjust before slowly pacing himself inside you.
‘absolutely gorgeous, baby.’ he would praise before kissing your neck once again, making sure to leave marks behind. he would fuck you for hours making sure you know how much he loves you…
hyunwoo
this baby... he just loves you so much and really gets sad when other ppl try to steal u from him...
he just gets clingy and holds onto you if he gets jealous… like his hands are everywhere and he will not leave your side. its evident in all of your pictures together.
so it confuses him when he is taking selfies on your phone only to see a notification from some guy asking to take you out. he clicks on it and quickly sends the man one of his selfies.
after coming back from the bathroom and getting your phone back, you see a notification asking ‘who is this?’ so you immediately knew he was up to something.
‘he was hitting on you so i sent a pic of me.’ he shrugs it off and laughs while grabbing your phone again.
you grab his face and peck him quickly. his face turns red as you pull away. ‘what did i do to deserve you, hyunwoo? you are the best.’ you boop his nose.
he swiftly climbs on top of you, connecting your lips again. his hips cannot control themselves as he grinds into you. he moans into your mouth as you wrap your arms around his neck.
his hips continue grinding into you as he whimpers more into your mouth. you buck your hips into him, matching his pace.
‘gonna make you cum at least four times tonight, angel. you’re so good for me.’ he praised you before continuing his abuse on your neck and having his way with you all night…
junghoon
he definitely gets jealous ... but it's not as bad as some of the other boys.
he doesn’t say anything when someone walks up and ask for your number when he was standing right there.
he would step forward so he could see you and then kissed your cheek.
the stranger wandered off and you laughed at him, but he kissed you on the mouth before you could say anything.
‘lets order and leave quickly.’ he smiles at you. you agree and place your smoothie order before moving to the side. he would be holding your hand before you grabbed your smoothies and walked out together.
after the short walk home he would drag you into his bedroom. he set your smoothies on your dresser before taking your shirt off and kissing you deeply.
‘god i just don’t get why people don’t get the hint… you’re clearly mine. ive got you wrapped around my finger.’ he would smirk at you before undressing himself, while you followed.
‘lay down for me, kitten.’ he would say before grabbing a condom. you complied, laying on top of his bed, spreading your legs.
‘so good… all for me.’ he would kiss you again. he would then gran your leg, wrapping it around his shoulder and inserting himself into you… slowly fucking you for hours… just to prove you’re his…
seeun
seeun is incredibly loyal and he knows you are too but he just cannot stand to see other men looking at you the way he does.
he brought you to a party with his friends but he never left your side. so why in the hell would a stranger as for your number? he saw the look in the guy’s eyes.
‘hey, you can fuck off. walk away now.’ he would say with gritted teeth. the man took the message and walked away swiftly.
you’re so protective of me i love it.’ you smile at him. his grip on your waist would tighten and he was attached to your hip the rest of the night, even when you needed to pee.
he gets on his phone while you pee but then as you stand to pull your panties up, he pulls them back down and grabs you.
he puts you on the bathroom counter and pulls his pants down. his lips quickly find yours as you moan into his mouth.
‘seeun, baby.. not here!’ you speak between kisses. this doesn’t stop him. he would just lock the door behind you and continue his actions.
‘yes, right here. i know you want it.’ he growls into your ear.
he slides inside of you easily saying ‘fuck, all mine sweetie. gotta make sure everyone knows.’ his lips would find your neck and mark you up as he fucks into you …
hunter
he knows that your eyes are only for him. he knows he’s fine as hell and he knows that you know he’s fine as hell.
in the scenario that he walks away for a moment only to see another man’s hands on you, he freaks tf out.
‘hey what the fuck are you doing? get your hands off of them!’ he would yell at the guy. he would flinch and run away after seeing your buff boyfriend.
he would ask if you were okay before escorting you home. his arm was wrapped around your waist the whole time, making sure you were safe.
after returning to the safety of your home, he would once again make sure you’re okay before kissing you.
he noticed that it made you whine so he pulled away and asked ‘oh? is someone needy?’ he smirked at you
‘it was hot when you got angry…’ you confess before kissing him again, tangling your tongues together. he grabbed your waist and led you towards your room
he ripped your clothes off along with his as soon as he closed the door behind you. you laid down on the bed with him on top of you.
he disconnects your lips to grab a condom from your bedside table and wrapping it on himself. he walked back over to you, hovering over you staring into your eyes.
‘you’re so perfect all for me, aren’t you? do you need me to fuck you?’ he would ask grinning. you nod before he grabs your chin and says ‘say it.’
‘i need you to fuck me please hunter!’ you plead. as soon as you finish saying his name he inserts himself into you and fucks into you roughly…
yujun
he gets jealous in like an insecure baby way but hes so cute about it (know that i mean this in the most loving way possible)
he turns into the poutiest little guy after he sees you and another guy share a cute conversation while he watches. he doesn’t know what to do.
when the guy finally leaves, you look over at him and immediately notice his expression. you ask him what’s up before he opens his mouth and says
‘we are literally on a date right now… what does he not get?’ he would question.
‘i think he was just being nice? baby, im sitting here with you, not him. let’s eat!’ you suggest, gesturing towards the food in front of you.
lunch went by rather fast since you two were chatting, but the stupid guy couldnt leave his head. he saw the way he looked at you. he saw the way you looked at him. he put it on the back burner for the rest of lunch.
when you two got home you could tell something was on his mind, so you asked what he was thinking about.
‘please don’t leave me i love you so much i just really don’t wanna-‘ you cut him off with a kiss on the mouth and a firm grip on his shirt.
‘yujun, angel. im right here baby.’ you kissed him again before pushing him onto the couch. after stripping him beneath you, he undresses you after. his mouth attaches itself to your nipple as you sit on his cock.
he sucks on your boobs and fucks into you for hours he just cannot help himself he loves you so much and needs you so much :(
yechan
puppy eyes 100%. you could immediately tell when he was jealous about the attention you had gotten on your recent instagram post in your bikini. you knew this would happen.
‘yechan are you okay, you havent stopped giving me puppy eyes.’ you ask he just inches closer and kisses you quickly.
‘dont like people looking at what is mine. you’re too beautiful.’ he glares at you. his arms wrap around your waist tightly as he kisses you again, deeper this time.
you climb on top of him and sit on his lap. ‘i am all yours baby, don’t let those silly comments get to you.’ you smile at him. he takes his shirt off beneath you as you follow.
you reach behind him and grab a condom from his back pocket just before taking his pants and boxers off. ‘gonna make you feel so good, baby.’ you pump his dick a few times. he starts whining, craving more of you.
you give into him and undress before sitting back down, hovering slightly above him. you kiss him again while sinking down onto him. he groans into your mouth, biting onto your lip.
‘need to cum, please make me cum.’ he pleads, giving you puppy eyes once again. you give into him once again, starting to bounce on him. his moans would increase in volume quickly, so you put your fingers in his mouth to shut him up.
his hips started to thrust up into you. he moaned around your fingers, craving release more than anything in the world. and who are you to deny such a cute boy of his orgasm…
Hi im the anon that asked about nasty fuck/gooner jumin😛buuuttt thoughts on riding xikers
Okay so like they never got ridden before and one night you ask to ride him . he’s never been beneath you so hes kinda nervous but once you get on top and do your thang they either cry from how good they feel or just turn into subby messes for the first time OR HOWEVER YOU WANT TO DO IT😭 but i NEED some riding xikers til they can’t think thoughts
riding xikers
xikers ot10 x fem reader
smut, raw sex (dont do this), kinda dom!reader in some, marking, crying in some, creampie in most of them, not proofread
imagine asking to ride them for the first time…
a/n: hey welcome back im happy to see u again!! i absolutely love this thought i had sm fun writing this!!! enjoy 🫶
minjae:
he was a little frustrated with his day, just wanting to relax with you a little bit and wind down. that was, until you suggested riding him.
‘it’ll get you some much needed release, and i’ll be doing all the work!’ sounded like heaven to him. but his face turned red as you talked so calmly about it. he didn’t want to tell you he’s never been topped before.
when you climbed on top of him, slowly stripping his clothes off, he melted into your touch. his gaze followed your hands as you glided them across his body. you slid down onto his length and he let out a lengthy moan.
he would only be able to gasp and whine your name as you bounced on him. he begged and pleaded for seemingly nothing as he was blabbering into the air. you left a few dark spots on his neck for him to remember your night together.
‘pleasegod- can i please-‘ he wouldn’t finish his sentences ever, but you knew what he wanted. ‘cum all you want, baby.’ you would whisper into his ear before biting it. he would moan loudly as he released into you. he would gasp and whine as you rolled your hips across him. he would plead and plead for you to let him cum again, over and over. if he could, he would have you all night just like this.
junmin:
once you suggest riding him, he is all ears. he insists that he is still going to be in charge even when you are on top, but oh is he wrong.
after he sees you hovering on top of him, sliding his length along your wet slit, he starts whining like a baby. begging you to do anything with him. ‘please, i need it so bad…’ he cried out, sighing.
his hips would buck instinctively, craving your warmth. you smiled down at him, finally giving him what he wanted. ‘holy fuuuuck…’ he moaned out as you slid down onto him. his hands would grab onto your hips instinctively as he tried to guide your rhythm.
you would only disobey his actions, smacking his hand off of your hips before rolling your hips back and forth on his length. he would grip the sheets beneath him tightly as he choked out your name. he would whine in your ear as you kissed his face. ‘wow.. fuck- you’re so- wow.’ he would gasp out a small sentence of praise, absolutely lost in the pleasure. ‘so good for me min.’ the nickname made his dick twitch. ‘please call me that again.’ he begged, bucking his hips into you again.
‘cum all you want, min.’ he bit his lip hard as he watched you above him. he watched as your tits start to bounce up and down as you bounced on his length. he started to whimper as he felt his orgasm hit. ‘please one more time..’ he gasped. ‘gonna make you feel so good, min.’ he groans out and cums again, just from the nickname. a tear rolls down his cheek as he pleads for you to keep going.
sumin:
was hesitant at first… ‘but i wanna fuck you..’ he said, pointing to you. ‘that sounds wonderful but please just let me try.’ you begged him. he glared at you before dragging you into your bedroom.
he sat down on your shared bed and let you take his clothes off while he undressed you. you quickly hovered over him and began kissing along his jawline and neck. ‘mmm-fuck please!’ he would beg. you felt his tip creeping at your entrance. you grabbed it beneath you, and let him feel the slickness of your slit.
‘you’re so fucking evil… please.’ he pleads. you smiled down at his pitiful expression, slowly sinking onto him. his eyes immediately land on your chest. ‘eyes up here, sumin.’ you sternly said. he quickly blinked and looked up at you, causing you to start bouncing on him. he would grab onto your hips firmly. you were sure his grip would leave a bruise tomorrow.
‘god you’re so sexy like this.. fuck-‘ he felt you clench onto him tightly as he spoke. your hands wrapped in his hair as you started to kiss him and whine into his mouth. he wraps his hands around your waist as you started rolling your hips slowly. he groaned into your mouth before pulling away and admiring the view.
‘gonna cum yet, love?’ he asked. you nodded at him as you felt his hands grasp you firmly. he held your hips still as he started to fuck you from below. ‘i always get what i want..’ he grunted. he watched as your face contorted above him. he could watch it every day. ‘cum for me, baby.’ you could hear the smugness in his voice. so you let go before slumping on top of him and kissing him.
jinsik:
prefers to have you riding him… he was waiting for you to say something in all honesty. his eyes sparkled when you asked to ride him and he immediately sat down and eagerly waited for your next move.
you walked towards him slowly and took your clothes off on the way. he followed along, taking his shirt off. he then reached for his pants and you said, ‘ah-ah.’ wagging your finger at him. you quickly unbuttoned his pants and slid off his pants and boxers. his dick eagerly sprung up.
you would then jump on top of him, sinking onto his length immediately. he would whine a bit at the sensation, slightly biting his lip. you began slowly rolling your hips on top of him as he watched you closely. ‘ohmygod just like that-‘ he moaned out. you kissed along his neck while you continued riding him slowly.
‘more- fuck i need to cum please!’ he begged out. you then gripped his shoulders and began bouncing on it crazy style. he tried to watch your facial expressions but he was too immersed in the pleasure. he cried and sobbed out into the air trying to say anything to you, but it was just a mess.
‘so pretty like this jin. so pretty.’ you praised. he only whined in response as you watched his face turn red. his hands were resting on your hips still as he started to thrust up and match your pace. ‘keep doing that- fuck!’ you said before you felt him repeatedly hit that gushy spot inside of you. his whines got louder as he felt his orgasm hit him. he looks up at you, seeing how close you are and reaches to your clit to help you cum. ‘we gotta do that more..’ he says.
hyunwoo:
went silent when you asked. but also got a boner. he was excited but also nervous because he didnt know how he would react. ‘helllloo? hyunwoo?’ you waved your hand in his face before he said, ‘yeah, lets go.’ what was the worst that can happen?
he sat down on the bed as he watched you undress. his eyes watched every piece of fabric leave your body. he undressed himself behind you quickly. you would make your way over to him, keeping your eyes locked on his. you grabbed his length as you hovered above him and lined him up with you.
his teeth would sink into his lip as he tried to conceal his moan, but to no avail. he let out the loudest moan when you sunk down onto him. ‘you like this, baby?’ you teased. he whined at you before you started to roll your hips on top of him. his eyes rolled back and he grabbed onto your hips firmly.
‘fuckyes just like that-‘ he pleaded, trying to not moan. ‘let me hear you, babe.’ you quickly responded. he would only then embrace the sounds he made as you had your way with him. he would gasp and whine as you started bouncing on him, bringing him closer to his orgasm.
‘mclose baby, are you?’ you asked him. he only moaned in response, throwing his head back. his grip on your hips would only get tighter as he got closer. he would choke out your name as he felt his orgasm. yours followed shortly after. ‘maybe i was wrong.. we need to do that again. like now.’ he says.
junghoon:
he would stare at you hungrily as you quietly asked to ride him. ‘look me in the eye when you ask, then maybe i will think about it.’ he grabbed your chin and made you look at him and ask to ride him.
‘alright let’s see what you got.’ he sits in his bed firmly, awaiting your next move. you slowly unbuttoned your shirt as he watched. you then (agonizingly slowly) took your pants off before walking over to him. ‘take your shirt off.’ you commanded. he laughed before quickly taking it off. ‘pants.’ he listened again.
you then climbed on him and sat on his dick. your underwear was in between you two, but you could feel how hard he was. you moved your hips across his length, leaving a wet trail on his underwear. his dick only got harder as you moved along him. his arms would wrap around your waist firmly, trying to set the pace.
you then slid your panties to the side, and let his dick free out of his boxers. you plopped onto his length quickly as he groaned beneath you. ‘mm feels so warm fuck-‘ he praised. you moved your hips along his length slowly as he helped your hips more. the friction of your underwear and his was going to drive him insane, it seemed.
‘wanna cum, hoon?’ you asked. he only nodded at you, biting his lip. you continued rolling on top of him (to prevent him from taking control) while he whined and groaned, waiting for his sweet relief. ‘give it to me.’ was all it took for him to explode inside of you.
seeun:
‘you wanna do what?!’ he yelped. you quickly slapped your hand over his mouth. ‘you are so loud, damn. i wanna ride you.’ you repeated yourself to get his reaction again.
‘what are we waiting for then?’ he would promptly drag you to the nearest bedroom to see this through. he would sit down and tap his lap as he waited for you. ‘cmere’ he said. he would quickly pull your shirt off, along with his. he would then stand up and rip your panties off with your pants and take his off.
you climbed on top of him, freeing his leaking dick. you lined him up with your entrance and sunk down. he whined into your ear loudly. you started bouncing on him immediately, grounding yourself by grabbing his shoulders. ‘just- fuck! like that.’ he choked out.
you grabbed one of his hands and led it to take off your bra. he quickly got the message and started massaging your boobs. his gaze was fixated on your bouncing tits on top of him. ‘could cum just watching you like this-shit.’ he cussed. you moaned out his name, waiting for release.
‘seeun .. gonna cum!’ you warned. he would only respond by moving a hand down to your clit. ‘we are gonna cum together.. come on.’ he encouraged. he continued drawing figures on your clit as he felt you cum at the same time around him. ‘mhm.. same time next week?’
yujun:
‘yes please. when? right now?’ he would eagerly ask. you were never shocked at his sex drive. he wants you all day every day. he practically drags you onto his bed right after you ask.
he is smiling at you as you take your clothes off. he rips his off faster than you can blink. he would then lay down on his bed, waiting for you. you walked over to him, hovering above him. you left some small kisses on his neck as you lined up with him. when you sunk onto him, he felt like he was in heaven.
‘ohmyfuckinggod’ he swore. you wrapped your hair up with your hand while you started bouncing on him. he choked out a few moans, gripping the sheets beneath him tightly. ‘you like this, junnie?’ you asked. he whined in response. you would lean down again and leave a few marks across his chest.
‘please dont stop!’ he begged out. you had no intentions to. he looked so fucked out, even before cumming even once. he was out of breath, struggling to form a sentence, and basically crying at this point. ‘i need to- can i-‘ he was stuttering out, begging for release.
‘anything for you, junnie.’ you whispered in his ear. you then started rolling on top of him, leading his hands to your hips. he bit his lip hard as he whined out your name, release washing over him. ‘just a bit longer..’ you said, just a few seconds before your orgasm washed over you. ‘we need to do that.. every day i think.’ yujun says
hunter:
‘you think you can handle this?’ he would grin. you would only push him down onto his bed and start undressing him slowly. he would gasp when you suddenly climbed on top of him.
‘the question is.. can you?’ you smirked. you sunk down onto his length immediately, taking a second to get adjusted to his size. ‘mmmh so warm..’ he said, hugging you. as you started rolling on top of him, you heard a few low moans from him.
his large hands would wrap around your boobs, playing with your nipples. he heard your whines each time he lightly pinched them, so he would bite down onto them next. ‘fuck.. hunter please keep doing that..’ you begged. your hips would continue their slow pace back and forth on him, hearing him groan each time you clenched.
you felt so overwhelmed with pleasure, you could melt. ‘im gonna.. fuck!’ you cried. he let one of his hands drift down to your clit. he began drawing shapes on your clit as he pleased while he sucked on your boobs. he was in a state of absolute bliss. he started leaving small marks along your boobs.
he pulled off of your chest only to say ‘cum for me, angel.’ and you did. you slowed your pace a bit as you rode out the high. ‘ready for me?’ he says. you nodded, feeling his dick twitch inside of you, spurting all over your walls. ‘no you were right. we need to do this more.’
yechan:
would stare at you like a deer in headlights. ‘ohmygodyesplease.’ he would slightly mumble, but it was enough for you to hear him. you smiled at him before grabbing his wrist and taming him into your bedroom.
‘strip for me please.’ you say, and he quickly obliges. his shirt is thrown across the room along with his pants and boxers. you take your pants off along with your panties in one smooth motion, your shirt following after. then you inch towards him, already waiting for you on the bed.
‘ready?’ you ask. he eagerly nods at you before you line yourself up with him and sink down. he whines quietly at the motion. you slowly move your hips back and forth, watching him as he rolls his head back. he starts moaning carelessly into the air as you kiss his neck.
‘feels so good.. fuck..’ he gasps out a sentence of praise. you watch his face contort beneath you as he cries and whines out. ‘so good yechan.. just for me..’ you whisper to him. he whines at the words, not able to form a response.
‘need to cum.. please.’ he says, shakily. you smiled at him before humming. what he wants, he gets. ‘let it go for me..’ you assure. he chokes out a few moans before you feel him release. ‘sooo good fuck.. just one more-‘ you get cut off by your release. ‘you are so perfect. wow ..’ yechan laughs.
