#sub!dokyeom

[orbitingaroundearth]

𝘋𝘰𝘬𝘺𝘦𝘰𝘮'𝘴 𝘣𝘦𝘥𝘳𝘰𝘰𝘮 𝘢𝘧𝘵𝘦𝘳 𝘥𝘢𝘳𝘬 (+18)

𖤐𝖳𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝗂𝗌 𝖻𝖺𝗌𝖾𝖽 𝗈𝗇 𝖺 𝗌𝗆𝖺𝗅𝗅 𝖭𝖲𝖥𝖶 𝗌𝖾𝗋𝗂𝖾𝗌 𝖨 𝖽𝗈 𝗈n 𝗂𝖽𝗈𝗅𝗌 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗐𝗁𝖺𝗍 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗒 𝗅𝗂𝗄𝖾 𝖺𝖿𝗍𝖾𝗋 𝖽𝖺𝗋𝗄 (𝖺𝗄𝖺 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝖻𝖾𝖽𝗋𝗈𝗈𝗆) 𝖨'𝗆 𝖽𝗈𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗍𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝗐𝗂𝗍𝗁 𝗍𝖺𝗋𝗈𝗍, 𝗁𝖺𝗇𝖽𝗆𝖺𝖽𝖾 𝖼𝖺𝗋𝖽𝗌 𝖺𝗇𝖽 (𝗌𝗈𝗆𝖾𝗍𝗂𝗆𝖾𝗌) 𝗅𝖾𝗇𝗈𝗋𝗆𝖺𝗇𝖽. 𝖨'𝗆 𝗇𝗈𝗍 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗂𝖽𝗈𝗅 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗆𝗌𝖾𝗅𝗏𝖾𝗌 𝗌𝗈 𝖽𝗈 𝗇𝗈𝗍 𝗍𝖺𝗄𝖾 𝗍𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝗍𝗈𝗈 𝗌𝖾𝗋𝗂𝗈𝗎𝗌𝗅𝗒 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗃𝗎𝗌𝗍 𝗏𝗂𝖻𝖾𖤐

- 𝘸𝘩𝘦𝘦𝘭 𝘰𝘧 𝘧𝘰𝘳𝘵𝘶𝘯𝘦, 𝘱𝘢𝘨𝘦 𝘰𝘧 𝘸𝘢𝘯𝘥𝘴, 𝘴𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘯 𝘰𝘧 𝘤𝘶𝘱𝘴, 𝘴𝘵𝘳𝘦𝘯𝘨𝘵𝘩, 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘶𝘯, 𝘧𝘪𝘷𝘦 𝘰𝘧 𝘸𝘢𝘯𝘥𝘴 𝘳𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘴𝘦𝘥, 𝘬𝘯𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵 𝘰𝘧 𝘴𝘸𝘰𝘳𝘥𝘴, 𝘢𝘤𝘦 𝘰𝘧 𝘸𝘢𝘯𝘥𝘴, 𝘲𝘶𝘦𝘦𝘯 𝘰𝘧 𝘸𝘢𝘯𝘥𝘴.

𝘏𝘦'𝘴 𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘺 𝘢𝘥𝘷𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘶𝘳𝘰𝘶𝘴 𝘪𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘣𝘦𝘥𝘳𝘰𝘰𝘮, 𝘩𝘦 𝘥𝘰𝘦𝘴𝘯'𝘵 𝘤𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘢𝘣𝘰𝘶𝘵 𝘳𝘰𝘭𝘦𝘴 𝘣𝘦𝘤𝘢𝘶𝘴𝘦 𝘩𝘦'𝘴 𝘤𝘢𝘱𝘢𝘣𝘭𝘦 𝘰𝘧 𝘥𝘰𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘥𝘰 𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘰𝘧 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘮. 𝘏𝘦'𝘴 𝘤𝘰𝘮𝘱𝘦𝘵𝘦𝘯𝘵 𝘪𝘯 𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘺 𝘳𝘰𝘭𝘦 𝘵𝘰𝘱, 𝘣𝘰𝘵𝘵𝘰𝘮, 𝘴𝘶𝘣𝘮𝘪𝘴𝘴𝘪𝘰𝘯 𝘰𝘳 𝘥𝘰𝘮𝘪𝘯𝘢𝘯𝘤𝘦 𝘪𝘵 𝘥𝘰𝘦𝘴𝘯'𝘵 𝘮𝘢𝘵𝘵𝘦𝘳 𝘵𝘰 𝘩𝘪𝘮. 𝘏𝘪𝘴 𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘩𝘶𝘴𝘪𝘢𝘴𝘮 𝘭𝘪𝘦𝘴 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘭𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘵𝘦𝘥𝘯𝘦𝘴𝘴 𝘰𝘧 𝘪𝘵 𝘢𝘭𝘭, 𝘵𝘦𝘴𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘰𝘶𝘵 𝘯𝘦𝘸 𝘱𝘰𝘴𝘪𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯𝘴 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘬𝘪𝘯𝘬𝘴 𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘸𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘩𝘦'𝘴 𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘺 𝘪𝘯 𝘧𝘰𝘳. 𝘚𝘦𝘹 𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘩𝘪𝘮 𝘪𝘴 𝘢 𝘸𝘢𝘺 𝘵𝘰 𝘴𝘵𝘶𝘥𝘺 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘦𝘹𝘱𝘦𝘳𝘪𝘮𝘦𝘯𝘵, 𝘯𝘰𝘵 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘢𝘯𝘺𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘴𝘶𝘱𝘦𝘳 𝘴𝘦𝘳𝘪𝘰𝘶𝘴 𝘰𝘳 𝘳𝘪𝘨𝘪𝘥, 𝘴𝘰 𝘩𝘦 𝘥𝘰𝘦𝘴𝘯'𝘵 𝘵𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘵 𝘪𝘵 𝘢𝘴 𝘴𝘶𝘤𝘩. 𝘛𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘯𝘰 𝘳𝘶𝘭𝘦𝘴 𝘵𝘰 𝘪𝘵 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵'𝘴 𝘸𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘮𝘢𝘬𝘦𝘴 𝘪𝘵 𝘱𝘭𝘦𝘢𝘴𝘶𝘳𝘢𝘣𝘭𝘦 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘩𝘪𝘮, 𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥 𝘱𝘳𝘦𝘧𝘦𝘳 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘱𝘢𝘳𝘵𝘯𝘦𝘳 𝘵𝘰 𝘣𝘦 𝘫𝘶𝘴𝘵 𝘢𝘴 𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘩𝘶𝘴𝘪𝘢𝘴𝘵𝘪𝘤 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘤𝘶𝘳𝘪𝘰𝘶𝘴 𝘢𝘴 𝘩𝘦 𝘪𝘴 𝘣𝘦𝘤𝘢𝘶𝘴𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘢𝘥𝘥𝘴 𝘵𝘰 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘦𝘯𝘫𝘰𝘺𝘮𝘦𝘯𝘵. 𝘏𝘦'𝘴 𝘶𝘯𝘵𝘢𝘮𝘦𝘥 𝘪𝘯 𝘸𝘩𝘢𝘵𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳 𝘳𝘰𝘭𝘦 𝘩𝘦 𝘦𝘲𝘶𝘪𝘱𝘴 𝘣𝘦𝘤𝘢𝘶𝘴𝘦 𝘩𝘦 𝘧𝘦𝘦𝘭𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘶𝘳𝘨𝘦 𝘵𝘰 𝘵𝘦𝘴𝘵 𝘰𝘶𝘵 𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘺𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘢𝘵 𝘭𝘦𝘢𝘴𝘵 𝘰𝘯𝘤𝘦, 𝘕𝘰'𝘴 𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘯𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘭𝘺 𝘦𝘹𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘤𝘵 𝘪𝘯 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘷𝘰𝘤𝘢𝘣𝘶𝘭𝘢𝘳𝘺. 𝘞𝘩𝘪𝘭𝘦 𝘩𝘪𝘮 𝘣𝘦𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘢𝘥𝘷𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘶𝘳𝘰𝘶𝘴 𝘪𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘣𝘦𝘥𝘳𝘰𝘰𝘮 𝘪𝘴 𝘢𝘮𝘶𝘴𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘱𝘢𝘳𝘵𝘪𝘦𝘴 𝘪𝘯𝘷𝘰𝘭𝘷𝘦𝘥, 𝘩𝘦 𝘤𝘢𝘯 𝘣𝘦𝘤𝘰𝘮𝘦 𝘢 𝘣𝘪𝘵...𝘭𝘰𝘴𝘵 𝘪𝘯 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘸𝘰𝘯𝘥𝘦𝘳𝘭𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘰𝘧 𝘪𝘥𝘦𝘢𝘴 𝘳𝘪𝘴𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘢𝘯 𝘪𝘴𝘴𝘶𝘦 𝘰𝘧 𝘤𝘰𝘯𝘧𝘶𝘴𝘪𝘰𝘯 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘯𝘰𝘵 𝘰𝘯𝘭𝘺 𝘩𝘪𝘮 𝘣𝘶𝘵 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘱𝘢𝘳𝘵𝘯𝘦𝘳. 𝘏𝘦 𝘩𝘢𝘴 𝘴𝘰 𝘮𝘢𝘯𝘺 𝘤𝘰𝘯𝘤𝘦𝘱𝘵𝘴 𝘳𝘶𝘮𝘮𝘢𝘨𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘩𝘳𝘰𝘶𝘨𝘩 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘮𝘪𝘯𝘥, 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘴𝘰𝘮𝘦𝘵𝘪𝘮𝘦𝘴 𝘩𝘦 𝘥𝘰𝘦𝘴𝘯'𝘵 𝘬𝘯𝘰𝘸 𝘸𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘵𝘰 𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘳𝘵. '𝘞𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘥𝘰 𝘐 𝘸𝘢𝘯𝘵 𝘢𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘮𝘰𝘮𝘦𝘯𝘵?' 𝘐𝘴 𝘢 𝘲𝘶𝘦𝘴𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘤𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥 𝘤𝘭𝘰𝘶𝘥 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘣𝘳𝘢𝘪𝘯. 𝘏𝘪𝘴 𝘮𝘪𝘯𝘥 𝘣𝘶𝘧𝘧𝘦𝘳𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘪𝘴 𝘢 𝘴𝘪𝘨𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘪𝘵'𝘴 𝘵𝘪𝘮𝘦 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘱𝘢𝘳𝘵𝘯𝘦𝘳 𝘵𝘰 𝘮𝘢𝘬𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘧𝘪𝘳𝘴𝘵 𝘮𝘰𝘷𝘦 𝘴𝘪𝘯𝘤𝘦 𝘩𝘦'𝘴 𝘩𝘢𝘷𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘢 𝘤𝘰𝘮𝘱𝘭𝘪𝘤𝘢𝘵𝘦𝘥 𝘵𝘪𝘮𝘦 𝘥𝘰𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘴𝘰. 𝘐𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘦𝘯𝘥, 𝘩𝘦'𝘭𝘭 𝘳𝘰𝘭𝘭 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘸𝘩𝘢𝘵𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘴𝘶𝘨𝘨𝘦𝘴𝘵 𝘪𝘴 𝘣𝘦𝘴𝘵 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘵𝘪𝘮𝘦.

𝘛𝘩𝘰𝘶𝘨𝘩 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘱𝘰𝘵𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘪𝘢𝘭 𝘪𝘴 𝘦𝘯𝘥𝘭𝘦𝘴𝘴 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘢𝘮𝘣𝘪𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯 𝘪𝘴 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩𝘰𝘶𝘵 𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘤𝘩; 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘵 𝘵𝘳𝘶𝘭𝘺 𝘱𝘰𝘶𝘯𝘥𝘴 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘴𝘰𝘮𝘦𝘰𝘯𝘦 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘢 𝘋𝘰𝘮𝘪𝘯𝘢𝘯𝘵 𝘱𝘦𝘳𝘴𝘰𝘯𝘢𝘭𝘪𝘵𝘺. 𝘞𝘩𝘪𝘭𝘦 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘥𝘰𝘯'𝘵 𝘩𝘢𝘷𝘦 𝘵𝘰 𝘢𝘤𝘵 𝘢𝘨𝘨𝘳𝘦𝘴𝘴𝘪𝘷𝘦𝘭𝘺 𝘵𝘰𝘸𝘢𝘳𝘥𝘴 𝘩𝘪𝘮 𝘯𝘰𝘳 𝘱𝘶𝘵 𝘰𝘯 𝘢 𝘥𝘰𝘮𝘪𝘯𝘦𝘦𝘳𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘧𝘢𝘤𝘢𝘥𝘦 𝘵𝘰 𝘴𝘦𝘯𝘥 𝘰𝘶𝘵 𝘢 𝘮𝘦𝘴𝘴𝘢𝘨𝘦, 𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘪𝘭𝘭 𝘴𝘪𝘮𝘱𝘭𝘺 𝘳𝘦𝘴𝘱𝘦𝘤𝘵 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘰𝘶𝘵 𝘰𝘧 𝘩𝘢𝘣𝘪𝘵. 𝘏𝘦 𝘤𝘳𝘢𝘷𝘦𝘴 𝘴𝘰𝘮𝘦𝘰𝘯𝘦 𝘱𝘰𝘸𝘦𝘳𝘧𝘶𝘭 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘪𝘯 𝘤𝘩𝘢𝘳𝘨𝘦 𝘰𝘧 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘣𝘦𝘥𝘳𝘰𝘰𝘮, 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘮𝘢𝘬𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘳𝘶𝘭𝘦𝘴, 𝘩𝘦 𝘧𝘰𝘭𝘭𝘰𝘸𝘴 𝘣𝘦𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘥 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘮. 𝘏𝘦 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘴 𝘧𝘰𝘭𝘭𝘰𝘸𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘰𝘳𝘥𝘦𝘳𝘴 𝘴𝘰 𝘩𝘦 𝘤𝘢𝘯 𝘨𝘦𝘵 𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘷𝘪𝘭𝘺 𝘱𝘳𝘢𝘪𝘴𝘦𝘥 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘪𝘵 𝘢𝘧𝘵𝘦𝘳𝘸𝘢𝘳𝘥, 𝘵𝘦𝘭𝘭 𝘩𝘪𝘮 𝘩𝘰𝘸 𝘸𝘦𝘭𝘭 𝘩𝘦'𝘴 𝘰𝘣𝘦𝘺𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘶𝘯𝘥𝘦𝘳 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘤𝘰𝘮𝘮𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘩𝘦'𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘣𝘦𝘴𝘵𝘦𝘴𝘵 𝘣𝘰𝘺 𝘺𝘰𝘶'𝘷𝘦 𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳 𝘮𝘦𝘵, 𝘸𝘢𝘵𝘤𝘩 𝘩𝘰𝘸 𝘲𝘶𝘪𝘤𝘬𝘭𝘺 𝘩𝘦 𝘤𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘮𝘴 𝘪𝘯 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘱𝘢𝘯𝘵𝘴 𝘧𝘳𝘰𝘮 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘰𝘧𝘵 𝘱𝘳𝘢𝘪𝘴𝘦𝘴 𝘺𝘰𝘶'𝘳𝘦 𝘩𝘢𝘯𝘥𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘰 𝘩𝘪𝘮. 𝘋𝘰𝘮𝘪𝘯𝘢𝘯𝘤𝘦 𝘷𝘢𝘳𝘪𝘦𝘴 𝘢𝘤𝘳𝘰𝘴𝘴 𝘥𝘪𝘧𝘧𝘦𝘳𝘦𝘯𝘵 𝘪𝘯𝘥𝘪𝘷𝘪𝘥𝘶𝘢𝘭𝘴 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘴𝘰𝘮𝘦𝘵𝘪𝘮𝘦𝘴 𝘩𝘦 𝘪𝘴𝘯'𝘵 𝘢𝘭𝘸𝘢𝘺𝘴 𝘪𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘮𝘰𝘰𝘥 𝘵𝘰 𝘣𝘦 𝘱𝘢𝘮𝘱𝘦𝘳𝘦𝘥 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘤𝘰𝘥𝘥𝘭𝘦𝘥 𝘣𝘺 𝘢 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘯𝘨𝘦𝘳 𝘸𝘰𝘮𝘢𝘯. 𝘈 𝘭𝘪𝘵𝘵𝘭𝘦 𝘳𝘰𝘶𝘨𝘩 𝘩𝘰𝘶𝘴𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘪𝘴 𝘴𝘰𝘮𝘦𝘵𝘪𝘮𝘦𝘴 𝘫𝘶𝘴𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘢𝘤𝘵𝘪𝘷𝘪𝘵𝘺 𝘩𝘦 𝘯𝘦𝘦𝘥𝘴 𝘵𝘰 𝘨𝘦𝘵 𝘩𝘪𝘮𝘴𝘦𝘭𝘧 𝘰𝘧𝘧. 𝘐𝘵'𝘴 𝘭𝘪𝘬𝘦 𝘢 𝘭𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵 𝘴𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘤𝘩. 𝘐𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘢𝘮𝘦 𝘣𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘵𝘩, 𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘢𝘯𝘵𝘴 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘵𝘰 𝘥𝘦𝘨𝘳𝘢𝘥𝘦 𝘩𝘪𝘮 𝘸𝘩𝘪𝘭𝘦 𝘱𝘶𝘴𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘩𝘪𝘮 𝘵𝘰 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘢𝘣𝘴𝘰𝘭𝘶𝘵𝘦. 𝘉𝘦𝘯𝘥 𝘩𝘪𝘮 𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘳 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘶𝘳𝘧𝘢𝘤𝘦, 𝘱𝘶𝘴𝘩 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘧𝘢𝘤𝘦 𝘪𝘯𝘵𝘰 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘮𝘢𝘵𝘵𝘳𝘦𝘴𝘴 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘮𝘢𝘬𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘱𝘳𝘦𝘵𝘵𝘺 𝘣𝘰𝘺𝘴 𝘣𝘢𝘤𝘬 𝘢𝘳𝘤𝘩 𝘶𝘱 𝘴𝘰 𝘩𝘦 𝘤𝘢𝘯 𝘵𝘢𝘬𝘦 𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘺𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘨𝘪𝘷𝘦 𝘩𝘪𝘮, 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘪𝘭𝘭 𝘵𝘢𝘬𝘦 𝘪𝘵 𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘭𝘪𝘬𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘨𝘰𝘰𝘥 𝘣𝘰𝘺 𝘩𝘦 𝘪𝘴. 𝘋𝘰𝘯'𝘵 𝘭𝘦𝘵 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘱𝘶𝘱𝘱𝘺 𝘢𝘱𝘱𝘦𝘢𝘭 𝘵𝘶𝘳𝘯 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘵𝘰 𝘢 𝘧𝘰𝘰𝘭, 𝘪𝘵 𝘪𝘴𝘯'𝘵 𝘢𝘴 𝘪𝘯𝘯𝘰𝘤𝘦𝘯𝘵 𝘢𝘴 𝘪𝘵 𝘤𝘰𝘮𝘦𝘴 𝘰𝘧𝘧.

𝘉𝘦𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘥 𝘤𝘭𝘰𝘴𝘦𝘥 𝘥𝘰𝘰𝘳𝘴 𝘩𝘦 𝘣𝘦𝘯𝘥𝘴 𝘵𝘰 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘱𝘢𝘳𝘵𝘯𝘦𝘳𝘴 𝘸𝘪𝘭𝘭. 𝘈𝘤𝘤𝘰𝘮𝘱𝘭𝘪𝘴𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘺𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘺 𝘸𝘢𝘯𝘵 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘮𝘰𝘳𝘦, 𝘸𝘩𝘪𝘭𝘦 𝘨𝘦𝘵𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘰𝘧𝘧 𝘵𝘰 𝘴𝘤𝘳𝘢𝘱𝘴. 𝘋𝘰𝘯'𝘵 𝘧𝘦𝘦𝘭 𝘵𝘰𝘰 𝘣𝘢𝘥 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘩𝘪𝘮 𝘣𝘦𝘤𝘢𝘶𝘴𝘦 𝘪𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘦𝘯𝘥 𝘩𝘦'𝘴 𝘵𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘵𝘦𝘥 𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘺 𝘸𝘦𝘭𝘭 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘦𝘺𝘦𝘴 𝘰𝘯 𝘩𝘪𝘮. 𝘏𝘦 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘴 𝘱𝘦𝘯𝘦𝘵𝘳𝘢𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘢𝘧𝘵𝘦𝘳 𝘢𝘤𝘤𝘰𝘮𝘱𝘭𝘪𝘴𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘰𝘧 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘥𝘶𝘵𝘪𝘦𝘴, 𝘩𝘦'𝘴 𝘣𝘦𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘳𝘦𝘸𝘢𝘳𝘥𝘦𝘥 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘢 𝘱𝘳𝘦𝘵𝘵𝘺 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘯𝘨 𝘭𝘢𝘥𝘺 𝘢𝘨𝘨𝘳𝘦𝘴𝘴𝘪𝘷𝘦𝘭𝘺 𝘱𝘰𝘶𝘯𝘥𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘩𝘪𝘮 𝘪𝘯𝘵𝘰 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘮𝘢𝘵𝘵𝘳𝘦𝘴𝘴 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘢 𝘣𝘦𝘢𝘶𝘵𝘪𝘧𝘶𝘭 𝘵𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵 𝘴𝘵𝘳𝘢𝘱-𝘰𝘯 𝘴𝘦𝘵 𝘰𝘯𝘵𝘰 𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘩𝘪𝘱, 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥𝘯'𝘵 𝘸𝘢𝘯𝘵 𝘪𝘵 𝘢𝘯𝘺 𝘰𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘸𝘢𝘺. 𝘚𝘦𝘹 𝘵𝘰𝘺𝘴 𝘪𝘴 𝘴𝘰𝘮𝘦𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘩𝘦 𝘶𝘯𝘢𝘴𝘩𝘢𝘮𝘦𝘥𝘭𝘺 𝘦𝘯𝘫𝘰𝘺𝘴 𝘪𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘣𝘦𝘥𝘳𝘰𝘰𝘮, 𝘪𝘵 𝘮𝘢𝘺 𝘣𝘦 𝘢 𝘣𝘪𝘵 "𝘵𝘢𝘣𝘰𝘰" 𝘵𝘰 𝘰𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘴 𝘣𝘶𝘵 𝘪𝘵'𝘴 𝘱𝘦𝘳𝘧𝘦𝘤𝘵 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘩𝘪𝘮 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘩𝘦 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘴 𝘵𝘰 𝘶𝘴𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘮 𝘸𝘩𝘦𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘩𝘦'𝘴 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘴𝘰𝘮𝘦𝘰𝘯𝘦 𝘰𝘳 𝘯𝘰𝘵. 𝘏𝘪𝘴 𝘥𝘦𝘴𝘪𝘳𝘦𝘴 𝘳𝘶𝘯 𝘥𝘦𝘦𝘱 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘴𝘰𝘮𝘦 𝘱𝘦𝘰𝘱𝘭𝘦 𝘢𝘳𝘦𝘯'𝘵 𝘲𝘶𝘢𝘭𝘪𝘧𝘪𝘦𝘥 𝘦𝘯𝘰𝘶𝘨𝘩 𝘵𝘰 𝘱𝘭𝘦𝘢𝘴𝘦 𝘩𝘪𝘮 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘢𝘺 𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘢𝘯𝘵𝘴, 𝘴𝘰 𝘴𝘦𝘭𝘧 𝘱𝘭𝘦𝘢𝘴𝘶𝘳𝘦 𝘪𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘯𝘦𝘹𝘵 𝘣𝘦𝘴𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨. 𝘞𝘩𝘦𝘯𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳 𝘩𝘦'𝘴 𝘴𝘦𝘯𝘵 𝘪𝘯 𝘢 𝘴𝘵𝘳𝘦𝘴𝘴𝘦𝘥 𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘵𝘦 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘩𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘫𝘶𝘴𝘵 𝘪𝘴𝘯'𝘵 𝘥𝘰𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘫𝘰𝘣 𝘸𝘦𝘭𝘭 𝘦𝘯𝘰𝘶𝘨𝘩, 𝘢 𝘷𝘪𝘣𝘳𝘢𝘵𝘰𝘳 𝘸𝘪𝘭𝘭 𝘵𝘶𝘳𝘯 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘥𝘢𝘺 𝘢𝘳𝘰𝘶𝘯𝘥 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘮𝘢𝘬𝘦 𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘺𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘣𝘦𝘵𝘵𝘦𝘳.

𝘈𝘯 𝘦𝘹𝘵𝘳𝘢 𝘵𝘶𝘳𝘯 𝘰𝘯 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘩𝘪𝘮 𝘪𝘴 𝘤𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘱𝘢𝘳𝘵𝘯𝘦𝘳 𝘮𝘰𝘮𝘮𝘺 𝘸𝘩𝘪𝘭𝘦 𝘸𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘤𝘭𝘪𝘮𝘢𝘹. 𝘐 𝘤𝘢𝘯 𝘪𝘮𝘢𝘨𝘪𝘯𝘦 𝘔𝘪𝘯𝘶𝘵𝘦𝘴 𝘣𝘺𝘱𝘢𝘴𝘴𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘢𝘴 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘱𝘢𝘳𝘵𝘯𝘦𝘳 𝘪𝘴 𝘧𝘶𝘤𝘬𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘩𝘪𝘮 𝘥𝘰𝘨𝘨𝘺 𝘴𝘵𝘺𝘭𝘦, 𝘤𝘰𝘯𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘶𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘪𝘳 𝘳𝘶𝘵𝘩𝘭𝘦𝘴𝘴 𝘱𝘢𝘤𝘦 𝘪𝘯𝘵𝘰 𝘩𝘪𝘮 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘺 𝘨𝘳𝘢𝘣 𝘰𝘯𝘵𝘰 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘸𝘪𝘥𝘦 𝘩𝘪𝘱𝘴 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘴𝘶𝘱𝘱𝘰𝘳𝘵 𝘵𝘰 𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘤𝘩 𝘥𝘦𝘦𝘱𝘦𝘳 𝘪𝘯 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘱𝘳𝘰𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘵𝘦. 𝘈𝘭𝘭 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘩𝘪𝘭𝘦, 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘧𝘢𝘤𝘦 𝘪𝘴 𝘴𝘪𝘯𝘬𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘧𝘶𝘳𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘧𝘶𝘳𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘪𝘯𝘵𝘰 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘱𝘪𝘭𝘭𝘰𝘸 𝘵𝘰 𝘮𝘶𝘧𝘧𝘭𝘦 𝘰𝘶𝘵 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘱𝘰𝘳𝘯𝘰𝘨𝘳𝘢𝘱𝘩𝘪𝘤 𝘮𝘰𝘢𝘯𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘮𝘢𝘬𝘦𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘪𝘳 𝘪𝘯𝘴𝘪𝘥𝘦𝘴 𝘵𝘶𝘳𝘯 𝘵𝘰 𝘮𝘶𝘴𝘩 𝘪𝘯 𝘢𝘳𝘰𝘶𝘴𝘢𝘭 𝘣𝘺 𝘩𝘰𝘸 𝘷𝘶𝘭𝘯𝘦𝘳𝘢𝘣𝘭𝘦 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘣𝘳𝘦𝘦𝘥𝘢𝘣𝘭𝘦 𝘩𝘦 𝘭𝘰𝘰𝘬𝘴 𝘪𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘵𝘦. 𝘔𝘰𝘳𝘦 𝘵𝘪𝘮𝘦 𝘱𝘢𝘴𝘴𝘦𝘴, 𝘣𝘺 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘢𝘺 𝘩𝘦'𝘴 𝘧𝘶𝘤𝘬𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘣𝘢𝘤𝘬 𝘪𝘯𝘵𝘰 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘱𝘢𝘳𝘵𝘯𝘦𝘳𝘴 𝘴𝘵𝘳𝘢𝘱 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘴𝘰𝘶𝘯𝘥𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘱𝘳𝘰𝘨𝘳𝘦𝘴𝘴𝘪𝘷𝘦𝘭𝘺 𝘭𝘰𝘶𝘥𝘦𝘳 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘭𝘰𝘶𝘥𝘦𝘳 𝘣𝘺 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘮𝘪𝘯𝘶𝘵𝘦 𝘥𝘦𝘴𝘱𝘪𝘵𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘢𝘥 𝘢𝘵𝘵𝘦𝘮𝘱𝘵𝘴 𝘵𝘰 𝘮𝘶𝘧𝘧𝘭𝘦 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘴𝘰𝘶𝘯𝘥; 𝘏𝘪𝘴 𝘱𝘢𝘳𝘵𝘯𝘦𝘳 𝘤𝘢𝘯 𝘵𝘦𝘭𝘭 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘩𝘦'𝘴 𝘤𝘭𝘰𝘴𝘦 𝘵𝘰 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘳𝘦𝘭𝘦𝘢𝘴𝘦, 𝘴𝘰 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘺 𝘭𝘪𝘣𝘦𝘳𝘢𝘵𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘮𝘴𝘦𝘭𝘷𝘦𝘴 𝘧𝘳𝘰𝘮 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘵𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵 𝘨𝘳𝘪𝘱 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘺 𝘱𝘳𝘦𝘷𝘪𝘰𝘶𝘴𝘭𝘺 𝘩𝘢𝘥 𝘰𝘯 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘸𝘪𝘥𝘦𝘯𝘦𝘥 𝘩𝘪𝘱𝘴 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘪𝘮𝘮𝘦𝘥𝘪𝘢𝘵𝘦𝘭𝘺 𝘣𝘦𝘨𝘪𝘯 𝘵𝘰 𝘫𝘦𝘳𝘬 𝘩𝘪𝘮 𝘰𝘧𝘧 𝘴𝘰 𝘩𝘦 𝘤𝘢𝘯 𝘤𝘶𝘮 𝘲𝘶𝘪𝘤𝘬𝘦𝘳. 𝘛𝘩𝘦𝘪𝘳 𝘵𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵 𝘨𝘳𝘪𝘱 𝘰𝘯 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘥*𝘤𝘬 𝘪𝘴 𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘯𝘦𝘦𝘥𝘦𝘥 𝘵𝘰 𝘮𝘢𝘬𝘦 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘭𝘦𝘨𝘴 𝘴𝘩𝘢𝘬𝘦 𝘪𝘯 𝘱𝘭𝘦𝘢𝘴𝘶𝘳𝘦. 𝘈𝘴 𝘢 𝘧𝘪𝘯𝘢𝘭𝘦, 𝘩𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘳𝘰𝘸𝘴 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘥 𝘶𝘱 𝘧𝘳𝘰𝘮 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘱𝘪𝘭𝘭𝘰𝘸 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘮𝘢𝘯𝘢𝘨𝘦𝘴 𝘵𝘰 𝘸𝘦𝘢𝘬𝘭𝘺 𝘮𝘰𝘢𝘯 𝘰𝘶𝘵 𝘢 "𝘮𝘰𝘮𝘮𝘺" 𝘣𝘦𝘧𝘰𝘳𝘦 𝘤𝘶𝘮𝘮𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘢 𝘭𝘰𝘸 𝘱𝘢𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘵𝘪𝘤 𝘤𝘳𝘺. 𝘈𝘧𝘵𝘦𝘳 𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘺𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨, 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘱𝘢𝘳𝘵𝘯𝘦𝘳 𝘴𝘩𝘰𝘸𝘦𝘳𝘴 𝘩𝘪𝘮 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘯𝘰𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘣𝘶𝘵 𝘬𝘪𝘴𝘴𝘦𝘴 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘤𝘶𝘥𝘥𝘭𝘦𝘴 𝘢𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘺 𝘣𝘰𝘵𝘩 𝘳𝘦𝘤𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘳 𝘧𝘳𝘰𝘮 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘪𝘯𝘵𝘦𝘯𝘴𝘦 𝘴𝘤𝘦𝘯𝘦.

𝘈𝘴 𝘢𝘭𝘸𝘢𝘺𝘴 𝘵𝘰 𝘵𝘰𝘱 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘥𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘰𝘧𝘧, 𝘐 𝘱𝘶𝘭𝘭𝘦𝘥 𝘴𝘰𝘮𝘦 𝘦𝘹𝘵𝘳𝘢 𝘬𝘪𝘯𝘬𝘴 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘩𝘪𝘮 𝘧𝘳𝘰𝘮 𝘮𝘺 𝘣𝘦𝘢𝘶𝘵𝘪𝘧𝘶𝘭 𝘩𝘢𝘯𝘥𝘮𝘢𝘥𝘦 𝘥𝘦𝘤𝘬 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘳𝘦𝘤𝘦𝘪𝘷𝘦𝘥: 𝘗𝘦𝘨𝘨𝘪𝘯𝘨, 𝘊𝘰𝘤𝘬 𝘴𝘱𝘢𝘯𝘬𝘪𝘯𝘨/𝘚𝘱𝘢𝘯𝘬𝘪𝘯𝘨, 𝘉𝘰𝘯𝘥𝘢𝘨𝘦, 𝘍𝘢𝘤𝘦 𝘧𝘶𝘤𝘬𝘪𝘯𝘨, 𝘙𝘪𝘮𝘮𝘪𝘯𝘨/𝘙𝘪𝘮𝘫𝘰𝘣 (𝘙𝘦𝘤𝘦𝘪𝘷𝘪𝘯𝘨), 𝘔𝘰𝘮𝘮𝘺 𝘬𝘪𝘯𝘬, 𝘠𝘰𝘶𝘯𝘨𝘦𝘳 𝘱𝘢𝘳𝘵𝘯𝘦𝘳, 𝘗𝘳𝘢𝘪𝘴𝘦 𝘬𝘪𝘯𝘬...𝘯𝘰𝘵 𝘴𝘶𝘳𝘱𝘳𝘪𝘴𝘦𝘥 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘩𝘪𝘮 𝘭𝘰𝘭.

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Wearing a skirt for you pt. 2 (m)

Sub!Seventeen (maknae line) x Dom!GF!Reader

WARNINGS—boys wearing skirts/dresses ✧ dom/sub dynamics ✧ praise ✧ degradation ✧ name-calling ✧ pet names (master, mistress, mommy, baby boy, kitten/kitty, prince/princess)

NOW PLAYING—Bounce Back ✧ Little Mix

SCENARIO—GF asks them if they can wear/try on a skirt

A/N. Hyung line ver.

M.LISTS—random idols ✧ latest updates ✧ read on wp

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이석민 / dk / dokyeom / seokmin

He would be such a cute, blushy baby boy when he heard your request. He'd choke on his strawberry milk and ask you to repeat what you said in case he was hallucinating or heard you wrong. When you confirmed you really wanted to see him in a dress or skirt he would be as pink as his drink. His wonderful smile would be on display for you because he had been curious about this stuff for a while.

"C-Can you say that again, Mommy?" he asked with a nice voice.

"Don't you think you would look so so pretty in a skirt/dress?"

"M-M-Maybe. I can try one for you, Mommy," he stuttered with red cheeks and a huge smile covered by a hand out of embarrassment.

He will get more comfortable with it overtime but it will never fail to make him blush and feel cute.

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김민규 / mingyu

Mingyu would be so blushy. Big boy wouldn't know what to say. Were you trying to give him a heartattack? He was never one to be embarrassed, but he would be red when you said what you said. He liked feeling small in your presence. He liked being humiliated by you. He liked getting orders from you. With no doubt he'd put on a skirt/dress for you too.

"Who are you?"

"Your slut," he whispered.

"Louder."

"I'm Mommy's little slut," he moaned as he felt your hand go up his naked thigh under the skirt.

This one is a bit shy about making moves or doing anything without your orders, so you'll have to bring it up if you want to see him wearing anything like that in the future. But don't worry, he's just waiting for you to tell him and he'll put on a matching set of a crop top and short skirt for you.

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徐明浩 / the8 / minghao

Minghao wears crop tops sometimes so it wouldn't be too out of his comfort zone to try on a skirt/dress. He would feel more comfortable putting on a skirt/dress if you asked him to do so because then he knows you're into that or at least curious and interested — he wouldn't take the first step though just in case you didn't like it. But he's been waiting for this and is therefore prepared and has a sexy skirt hiding in his closet already.

"Can I wear one of your skirts/dresses, Mami?" he batted his eyelashes innocently.

"Of course."

He went to your room and when he came out you didn't expect to see him in stockings too.

"Dirty Kitty."

This will become regular. He will surprise you in your skirt or new skirts and pair them with crop tops, thigh highs and garters etc. And whenever he's feeling like a bad kitten he will send you nudes with your favourite skirt on.

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부승관 / seungkwan

Seungkwan would do anything for a kiss even if it's something he doesn't quite get yet like wearing a skirt/dress. But he was the goodest boy for you after all so he would try with an open mind. He'd be pretty nervous though, because he'd want to be pretty for his Mommy so it's important to encourage him with your support, love and kisses. Praise your Babyboy and he'll be even gooder — if possible.

"Do I get more kissies, Mommy?" he gave you puppy eyes and puckered up his lips.

Who were you to deny this precious angel?

His face brightened up and he happily put on the feminine clothing item.

"Do I look pretty for you, Mommy?"

He'll surprise you with a cute skirt or dress every now and then when he's missed you extra much, or if he's in deep need of your attention. Give him your love, he deserves it.

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최한솔 / vernon / hansol

He would try to joke around a bit to lighten up the mood or try to hide his real feelings about it. In reality he would be so damn shy about it, because it might've been something he'd seen in a dirty clip or pic before. And he maybe had a thought about surprising you in a crop top one night (taking baby steps) before you even asked him to put on the skirt/dress. He would be grateful he was in a relationship where you were comfortable enough with each other to try new things.

"You look cute," you played with the edge of his skirt.

"T-Thank you, Mommy," he stuttered and blushed.

He will not be shy to introduce new sides of himself. You two will make mental lists of things you want to try out because you know you can trust each other and have fun.

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이찬 / dino / chan

He would shake his head and be against it the exact moment it came out of your mouth. This brat would decline in a bad manner too. He wasn't that unholy, right? But he only acted bratty because he wants you to be meaner to him. If he heard your stern tone he would put on a skirt/dress it in a split second. Although the idea of using skirts/dresses isn't the sexiest thing he could think of, he certainly wouldn't mind giving you a lapdance with one on, it would be a win-win situation.

"Nope."

"Put it on. Now," you used the voice he didn't dare go against.

"Yes, Mommy."

Putting on a dress/skirt as you edge him will be his go-to punishment if he misbehaves — which happens often — because it's a bit humiliating to him. But he'll enjoy it more than he'd like to admit.

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[misosmiley]

stay a while longer

18+ only content - MDNI

This very literally came to me in a dream. It's just 2K+ words full of clingy dom reader + weak sub DK.

Content warnings: sub!seokmin, dom!reader (afab!reader), penetration (reader receiving), unprotected sex, little bit of suckling/nursing kink, perhaps a slight fixation with DK's fingers and his arms and his chest

The bed shifts and a short burst of cold air rushes under the covers before they’re hastily tucked back around you. You whine and thrust out your arm, grabbing blindly. Nothing turns up except empty space, forcing you to crack open an eye, searching out Seokmin’s face in the dimly lit bedroom. It’s too dark to see, and you can catch barely a glimpse of his shape.

“Don’ leave, wan’a hug,” you croak, barely aware and not even sure he’ll hear, but he whispers - something you’re too sleepy to interpret - before he slips out of the room.

Your eye shuts, and the shower turns on in the distance, lulling you back to sleep. The next time you wake, you wake far more gently. It can’t have been more than twenty minutes because the shower is only just shutting off, but there is a hint more light in the room, peeking in through the cracked door to the hallway. You twist your back and stretch across the bed’s expanse before curling up on your side, facing away from the door and wait for Seokmin to come back in. You have a half-open eye on the large mirror angled toward the bed, which allows a partial view of the doorway, so you can see when he tip-toes back into the bedroom with only a towel slung around his hips. To your surprise, you haven’t so much as twitched before he crawls up on the bed and lays down behind you, sliding a damp arm around your waist.

You clamp a hand over his wrist and hum sleepily, so he explains in a whisper, “I have to get ready, but I didn’t want to leave without cuddling you more first.”

Seokmin snuggles in tight against you. His broad shoulders and chest hard with muscle are pressed against your back, a source of warmth and comfort, and you nod slightly and lace your fingers into his over your stomach, holding tightly so he can’t escape you again. After a while, he kisses your shoulder, speaks softly into your ear, “I’ll be late if I don’t get ready now, love, I have to go.”

He tries to roll away, but you hold tight to his hand and roll with him, so all he manages is to splay onto his back, towel coming open. That is as perfect an invitation as you’ve ever seen, so you fit yourself more snugly against his side, toss a leg over his, and run your hand down his chest and over his crotch.

He laughs a little nervously and tries again, “I’m gonna be late.”

“So be late,” you trap his still-soft dick against his hip and rub your hand over it slowly.

“B- but,” he grunts, doing nothing to stop you, “we’re recording. They need me there.”

“I need you here. We'll be quick.”

A blatant lie. The two of you are never quick. He knows that as well as you do, each of you unwilling to rush through your time together, but he doesn’t protest. His cock has started to fill, not nearly hard, but not entirely soft anymore either, and you palm it pointedly.

“Just tell them something… came up.”

You can pinpoint the moment Seokmin gives himself over to you. His eyes flutter shut on a sigh, and he wraps a thick arm around your back, pushing under your sleep shirt to hold your bare skin.

His hand roams your back, long fingers massaging up your spine until he reaches your neck.

“Can I?” His eyes are getting hazy when you turn your gaze back up his body to meet them, having been staring down his torso, watching his stomach flex as you play with his thickening cock.

“Hmm?” You tease, knowing what he wants, “full sentences, darling.”

He breathes out heavily, then brushes his hand through the hair at the nape of your neck, “can I take your shirt off?”

“Mhm,” you bite underneath his jaw softly, then sit up slightly, and he takes it for the permission it is, getting both hands under your shirt and lifting it away from your body. He sighs, eyes on your newly exposed skin, when the shirt is gone, and you laugh a little.

“Like what you see?”

Seokmin licks his lips and nods, keeping eye contact with your chest. You stretch back out alongside him, prop up on your elbow, and slip your unoccupied hand under his head, gathering him close.

“Come here, baby.”

You keep stroking him lazily while he latches onto your breast, and he twists partly onto his side for a better angle and wraps his arms around your back. The feeling of Seokmin suckling shoots heat through you, warmth rushing to your core. You trap his nearest leg between yours and grind onto his thigh, letting him feel how wet you’re getting through your panties from little more than giving him a handjob. Seokmin moans around your nipple when he feels you and flexes his thigh, forever eager to make you feel as amazing as possible. One arm releases your waist and travels down to your hitched up leg, moving by feel until he can run long, clever fingers between your thighs from behind. He toys with the fabric, but of course, Seokmin is a good boy and doesn’t act without permission, waiting for your instruction. You both know what he wants but he’s unwilling to release your boob for long enough to ask for it. You kiss the top of his head and whisper against the shell of his ear. He rumbles in thanks, the vibrations tingling from your chest down to your center, just in time to soak Seokmin’s fingers as he pushes past your panties.

He doesn’t do much more than play with you, similar to how you’ve been toying with his dick for the last little while, not aiming to get each other off - yet - but just to touch and appreciate, to heighten the anticipation. He is well aware of your obsession with his hands, happy to take advantage of that whenever he can. And from the way he’s swiping his fingers through your folds almost luxuriously, he’s in no rush, despite his earlier concerns about being late. Your hand on his dick slows to a near stop, too distracted by his fingers to do much more than just holding him. But when Seokmin whimpers a wordless plea and twitches his hips, you’re jerked back to Earth and start stroking with renewed vigor. He does his best to keep his fingers moving for you while you jerk him off, sliding two fingers in easily, up to the second knuckle, and crooking them toward himself.

You groan and yank on Seokmin’s hair until he releases your chest and his fingers slide out of your underwear. Holding eye contact, you push him onto his back and straddle his hips. You seat yourself so that the head of his dick can nudge your entrance through your panties and rotate your hips, drawing a sharp gasp from both of you.

It works like a charm.

Seokmin desperately whines, "please, take them off, baby, please, please, wanna be inside you!"

His fingers are twisted in the sides of your underwear, nearly ripping through them with his grip, and he looks as though it’s truly painful to be denied the privilege of being buried inside your body. When you don’t immediately answer him, Seokmin’s head slams back against the bed, eyes squeezing shut on a whimpering moan. His hips jerk up, drawing a small cry from you as you lean over him and bury your face in his chest.

“Okay, okay,” you pant, shimmying off of him, “take them off.”

The panties finally disappear, thrown to the side, and Seokmin pulls you back onto his lap, spreading your legs over him and situating you so that you sit directly on top of his dick. Like this, you envelop him and press his dick down against his stomach. The position lets you slide along the length of him, teasing the both of you. Your eyes drift shut when you roll your hips, the head of his cock stimulating your clit. When you finally sink down onto him, he moans, long and shaky, and you drop down against his chest to kiss him. His strong arms wrap around your waist and hold you close while his hips snap up into yours. It’s good, it’s so good, but you know how to make it better. A small wiggle, just a bit, changes the angle, and the next thrust has your eyes rolling.

You smash your lips against his while he builds up to a consistent tempo. The two of you share every breath, are just panting into each other’s mouths now. You tighten your thighs around his hips just to hear him whimper.

“F- faster,” the order is muffled by his lips, but he obeys all the same.

You push back on Seokmin as well as you can in this position. You have some leverage with your knees on either side of him, but he’s holding you so tightly you can barely make use of it, crushed against him as you are. One arm lets go briefly, but only to move to your ass, which he gropes shamelessly, holding on tight and pushing your hips against his harder.

Teeth clack against each other. What you’re doing can’t even be called kissing anymore, you’re just moaning into one another now. Pressure builds in your lower stomach, and you’re practically shivering with the need to come. Seokmin presses down hard and tilts your hips as he thrusts, and you press your forehead to his, trying to coordinate your lips to kiss him again. When your movements prove too clumsy, unable to manage, you take to staring into his eyes instead. When he whimpers and licks at your lips on another thrust, you whimper in reply and tighten around his cock.

“I’m close,” Seokmin whines, “are you close?”

“Mmm,” you bury your face into his neck and nod, then mouth along his collarbone, “come for me, baby.”

With just a few more shaking thrusts, Seokmin does just that. The feeling of his cock throbbing inside you, warmth filling you up, has you right there, ready to follow him. His hips jerk a few more times as he comes down from his high, but he quickly forces himself back into a rhythm so that you don’t lose the feeling you were chasing. You finally come to music of his whines and whimpers, too sensitive from the overstimulation. When your walls begin clenching him tight, he sobs but keeps moving, so familiar with your body to know how to keep moving to draw your orgasm out and make it as satisfying as possible. You melt into his chest when your strength gives out, and his movements slow. Seokmin rocks into you, measured and intentional movements despite his uneven breaths, determined to ignore his own oversensitivity to give you what you need. Finally, your knees tighten around his hips, a silent signal to stop moving. Seokmin is still shaking, almost violently, and he crushes you to his - very firm, ever comfortable - chest. His pulse is racing, easy to feel with your face buried in the crook of his neck. You’re just drifting back to sleep on top of him when he begins rolling carefully to the side to deposit you in the sheets. Before he can pull out or pull away, you lock your legs around his hips and growl. His breathy chuckle makes you pout harder.

“I really do have to go, love. I need another shower now,” the kiss on your forehead only soothes a little bit of your annoyance.

You hug him tighter, and he giggles at the petulant display.

You grumble, “want you to stay.”

“I know,” he leaves butterfly kisses over your cheeks and the bridge of your nose, “I want to stay with you, too.”

“So stay,” you whine, too sleepy and fucked out to feel self-conscious about how ridiculous you’re being, "just a while longer."

“You’re so cute,” he coos, “you loooooove me!”

“So much,” you cup his jaw, leaving a kiss on his chin.

Seokmin looks taken aback at the sincerity in your voice.

“I love you, too,” he whispers just before kissing you fully.

The kiss continues another few minutes before you finally break away and pout at him.

“You’ve still got to shower again, don’t you, Minnie?”

Seokmin groans and pushes up, his softened cock finally slipping out of you. You reluctantly loosen your legs from around his hips and let them splay to either side, leaving you on full display. Come slowly drips out of you under Seokmin’s heavy gaze.

“May-” he licks his lips without looking away, “maybe I can just record this afternoon with Woozi-hyung instead.”

A whine escapes him when you spread your legs wider, his come sliding out of you and onto the sheets below, “maybe you can.”

His eyes darken further, and his hands press your thighs wider.

“I think that’d be for the best,” he rasps just before he dives face first between your legs.

[loveylum]

THIS MAN!

It hasn’t even been a full 24 hours since he posted these and I’ve already lost all shame.

Tell me why tf nobody is talking about him full on straddling the pillow😭

Omg I don’t even know what to think; there is so many ways I could imagine this I’m gonna lose my mind. He’s such a cutie patootie tho. Making eye contact with that cute little agahrgahahrrrhehrgrrrrhevevrer why I he so cuteeeee😭😭

He is literally such a cute sub I bet he loves being takin care of even softly guided during sex. He would do whatever you tell him to with the promise of it making him feel good.

Dokyeom has been on tour for awhile now and the solo masturbation is no longer filling his needs. During one your nightly ft calls you notice his eyes go soft.

“Honey” you say with a sweet tone

His face perks up after hearing your tone

Just by way your voice hums in his hear he knows what your insinuating.

“I can talk you through it… if u want” taking comfortable pauses at each of your breaths.

He loves when you take the soft guiding roll, especially when you know he’s feeling needy. But as much as he would love to get of to your voice he’s just sick of using his hand.

“Mm I do… but I have nothing but my hand” he sighed wishing he could feel your hand brush through his hair to make him feel better. Though, not to surprisingly, you think of a better way to make him feel good.

“Well you are in a hotel room right?”

He slowly nods clueless as to what your planning

“Then I would assume your not sleeping without a pillow” you say with a smirk creeping up your face

“Oh… yea i- i have a pillow” Dokyeom becomes shy as he realizes exactly what you want him to do.

“Great” tilting your head

“Straddle it” That’s all it took for him to submit to you in hopes that his tension to be released.

Don’t be surprised if I continue with this idea in the future or even just different scenarios for this exact photo Cus omg is it amazing.

Also I haven’t written for fun since I was 14 so don’t come at me for my writing🫣

[mondemoon]

im: in need of new supplies of sub!dk ....

[foenixs]

Seventeen vocal unit + Vernon and coups. Reaction to you hitting their prostate while fingering them.... thank you!

SVT Vocal Unit's reaction to you hitting their prostate while fingering them

note: I left out scoups and vernon cause i ran out of ideas^^ sry, I hope you enjoy it regardless

includes- sub!Seventeen x dom!gn!reader, anal fingering, bondage, babyboy kink, slight dacryphilia

if you like my fics please reblog them with a nice comment or tag

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Jeonghan

Jeonghan was moaning like a bitch as he grinded his ass onto your fingers. His nails dug into your shoulders and his head was thrown back in ecstasy.

You could feel him clenching around your digits as they slid in and out of him.

Suddenly, he chokes, arms shaking next to your head as you teasingly curl your fingers and hit his prostate.

His forehead falls against yours, his hot breath fanning against your lips as he tries not to crumble on top of you.

“Do that again… please.”

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Joshua

He was squinting his eyes and biting his lower lip as he obediently held up his legs for you.

“So pretty”, you whisper as you kiss up and down his length and gently slide two fingers into him.

He arches his back, a beautiful moan spilling past his lips as he fails to keep his mouth shut.

Joshua writhes underneath you as you scissor your fingers and take the tip of his cock into your mouth. You place one hand on his hips to keep him from jolting away as you pick up your pace.

You can tell you've hit his sweet spot as he babbles a mix of curses and pleas and digs his nails into the sheets.

What a sweet angel he was.

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Woozi

The bed creaked as he rocked his body back and forth, chasing the feeling of your fingers filling him up.

The rope, which kept his limbs in place, dug deeper into his skin the more he tried to move.

He was completely at your disposal and he both loved and hated the power that it gave you.

Your fingers were merciless on his ass, three fingers hitting his prostate with every thrust.

He was screaming and crying and drooling all over himself and yet he didn't dream of telling you to stop.

Instead, he'd cum, he'd thank you, and the next day he'd beg you to do it again.

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Dokyeom

He wrapped his legs around his life sized teddy bear, pressing his quivering lips together as you slowly curl one finger inside of him.

Dokyeom rubbed his hot cheeks against the soft, brown fabric uttering quiet moans of your name.

"Does that feel good, babyboy?"

You knead his ass with one hand to calm him, as a second finger stretches his tight hole.

"mhhhhh", he nods, curling his toes.

A few minutes later his plushie was wet with drool and cum as your fingers carefully massaged his prostate and milked him dry.

His moans were now loud enough to reach the neighbours and a blissful smile lingered on his face.

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Seungkwan

You thrust two fingers as deep as you can and he lets out a muffled groan, burying his face in the pillows beneath him.

His back is arched, ass perked up towards you and he sighs into the linen with every curl of your fingers.

You can hear him cursing under his breath. He was so cute when his head was clouded with pleasure, and he forgot to censor his words. It made you chuckle in adoration.

“There!”, he screams as your fingers fill him up once more.

“Here?”, you gently run your free hand down his back and the light touch makes him shiver.

He nods, pushing his ass back onto your fingers and you can't help but smirk as you hit his prostate again and again.

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[euphoricsunflowers]

seokmin & holding hands during sex 🥰🥰 idk if u would consider holding hands a kink but I think it's really cute

HOLDING HANDS DURING SEX IS THE BEST KINK lmao i don’t know if it counts either but this ask got me crying i love seokie sm and this is so him </3 fem!reader btw <3

it’s literally during anything not just like actual penetrative sex but like if you give him head he’s holding and squeezing your hand for dead life

and if he’s giving you head he’s got one on your thigh and one holding your hand, holding a little less tight but if you get go he’ll stop and ask what’s wrong

and of course whether he’s on top or your riding him or whatever he still wants to hold your hand!! it is a must!! it is a need!!

like just imagine he’s had such a long shitty day and you’re riding him and holding both of his hands, kissing him messily and you both keep smiling as u kiss pls im in love w this man

also yes it still counts as hand holding if you hold his hands above his head <33 restraints such as handcuffs are much less fun. who needs handcuffs when your hand could do the same job?

also im just saying, using his need to hold ur hand against him >>> (especially when he’s being bratty <3)

[submissivekpop]

morrigan; lee seokmin

Requested: yes Words: 1800+ Warnings: smut, reincarnation!au, modern day!au but there’s magic u.u, Seokmin as king Arthur, Y/N as Morgana, not that much plot but I tried, pretty vanilla actually, very soft love making (?), sub!Seokmin, dom!reader A/N: one day I’ll write a proper ending, but not today >_<

White smoke fills the air as you add a pinch of crushed dried leaves in the boiling water. The heavy scent of rosemary fills your nostrils, soft whispers of a magic spell leaving your lips as you stir the potion inside the cauldron. You can already feel its healing proprieties having effect on yourself, and you know that it won't be long before he can feel it too. After giving a quick glance at the man laying behind you, sound asleep, you carefully add a couple of drops of what seems to be dragon's blood – which was said capable of healing any wound, even the most deadly one. Then, after allowing it to simmer for a couple of seconds and mixing every ingredient together in the most perfect way, you fill a small ampoule to the brim, leaving it to cool down for a while. Then, as you wait, you sit next to the sleeping man, clean bandages in your hand, ready to change the old ones. Careful not to accidentally hurt him, you slowly start peeling the blood-caked bandages off, doing your best so that the wounds won't start bleeding once again. To clean them with some fresh moon water – the one you charged during the recent eclipse – you gently dab a cotton cloth across his naked chest, before getting up and taking the potion, now cold enough to be used, and dropping a small amount of it onto your hand. Putting your fingers onto the wound, you gently apply the lotion, rubbing it on his skin in circular motions, rejoicing as you see the edges stitching back together on their own, despite the man moving uncomfortably under your touch. It must be slightly hurting him, you know that, but there's no other way you could have ever healed it. The only possible alternative was... well, death.

«Stay still, love» you murmur, hoping he could hear you. «I'm almost done.»

His eyes flutter open as you're putting the bandages on and, startled, he winces, almost hitting the wooden wall behind him.

«W-What is this?» he asks, looking around as he tries to figure out where he is.

«It's fine, you're safe» you say, trying to reassure him. «It's my house.»

At your words, he seems to calm down a bit, but it doesn't last long.

«What happened? Why am I here? Why are you here?»

His questions are more than understandable to you, and you know that, no matter what, you owe him an explanation.

«You killed Mordred, but he managed to wound you before you did» you explain, pointing at the healing wound on his chest. «Merlin is probably still figuring out how to defeat Morgana once and for all.»

«So you... saved me?»

You nod, helping him to sit comfortably, his back leaning against the feather pillow.

«That means I won, right?»

Sighing, you shake your head “no”.

«Mordred killed Arthur, but it's you that didn't die.»

«I-I... I don't understand.»

A sad smile crosses your face as you watch his expression go from hopeful to resigned and, later, to gloomy.

«As fate predicted, King Arthur is dead» you say, gently raising his chin so that he's now looking into your eyes. «You survived, but you're only Seokmin now.»

«What about you? Are you still...» His voice gets lower as he speaks, as if he was scared of someone listening to his words. «Morgana?»

Once again, you nod.

«When the time comes, Merlin will defeat Morgana» you say, your hand gently caressing his arm, trying to assuage him. Instead, the only effect your words have is to worry him even more.

«D-Does that mean you'll die?»

Shaking your head, you scoot closer to him.

«Morgana will. I, Y/N, will not.»

He frowns, still unable to understand what you're talking about. It must sound crazy to him, you know that, but there's no other way you could explain this. It's not like you were expecting this whole reincarnation thing to happen either, it just crept upon you and, one day, you found yourself on the opposite side from him, your sole purpose being to kill him, your boyfriend, the man you've loved for what seemed like ages.

«C-Can I...?»

He doesn't finish his question, but you know exactly what he's trying to ask. Leaning over him, you place a soft kiss onto his lips, loving the way his mouth feels against yours, his chapped lips lightly scratching yours, but you don't really care. In that moment, the only thing you care about is to feel him as close to you as possible.

«Seokmin...» you whisper against his lips, pulling away from him for a few seconds. «You still haven't recovered.»

«I'm fine» he says, his hand between your hair as he leans his forehead against yours. «You won't hurt me.»

A part of you is fighting to keep you from touching him – his wound hasn't completely healed yet, and Morgana is still inside of you, you have no idea of what could happen – but the other one, the most persuading one, is begging you to just give into him and his desires.

«Y/N, please» he begs, and you can't help but find his desperation adorable.

Maybe, you think, maybe nothing bad will happen. After all, Arthur, Morgana's enemy, is technically dead, and the potion you slathered onto his body is working its magic. Everything should be fine.

With those thoughts in mind, you help him to lay down on the mattress once again, straddling his lap as soon as he does.

«Tell me if I hurt you even a little bit, alright?»

He nods, his eyes darkening, eager for what is about to come.

«Are you going to be good for me, love?»

He nods again, his eyes fixated on you as he watches you taking your clothes off. Your shirt first, followed by your bra – and that's when he subtly licks his lips, but you notice him nonetheless – before standing up and hurriedly taking off your pants and panties, leaving you completely naked in front of him. Then, before climbing back on the bed, you swiftly take off his pants as well, followed soon after by his boxers. Much to your pleasing, he's already half-hard. It might be the adrenaline from the battle – if battle it could be called – still running inside your veins, or maybe it's just because it's been so long since the last time you've been this intimate, but neither of you really is in the mood for some teasing. That's why, when you tell him that you're planning to go straight to the point, a wide smile crosses his face.

Straddling his lap once again, you run your hands through his hair, pulling his face right in front of your chest, so close that you can already feel his warm breath against your skin. Then, before you can tell him to, his mouth latches around your nipple, sucking on it as his hand gently plays with the other one, running his thumb on it and lightly squeezing it. Murmuring words of praise, you watch as he does his best to pleasure you, occasionally looking at you with doe eyes as he switches from one nipple to the other, a satisfied smile painted across his face. Damn, you've missed it. Your entire body is longing for his touch, and you know for sure his is as well. You can feel his member twitch under you, in direct contact with your wetness. It's becoming unbearable, you need to feel him inside you. You don't even care about use protection – this time, him putting his baby inside you is the last of your problems – and he doesn't seem bothered either. Giving him a couple of pumps, you run his member alongside your labia, smearing it with your wetness and teasing the both of you at the same time.

«Ready?» you ask, and he nods, his bottom lip trapped between his teeth.

A guttural moan leaves his lips as you slowly slide him inside of you, allowing yourself some time to adjust before starting to move. Despite saying you have no intention of teasing him, you can't help but feel the urge of just moving so slowly that it's driving him crazy, loving the way he feels inside of you, together with the desperate sounds he's making.

«Please, Y/N, please, m-more» he begs, but you're not planning on giving in soon. Instead, you keep your slow pace steady, rocking your hips back and forth, pulling him closer with the sole intention of devouring him – unable to do that, you resort to kissing him, allowing your tongue to roam freely inside his mouth and biting his bottom lip, eliciting a string of moans from him.

«You're so good to me, Seokmin» you whisper, pulling away from him.

He frantically nods, already willing to agree with whatever you say, as long as it allows him to keep on feeling that good. He tries to raise his hips, his thrusts meeting your own pace, but a stern glance tells him that it's better if he avoids it.

Gently pushing his chest down, you make sure he's laying in a comfortable position before using his pectorals as a mean to support yourself and gradually increasing your pace.

«S-So good, Y/N...» he says, giving you an adoring look you haven't seen in a while. «I-I'm so close.»

«You're close?» you coo, caressing his face as you do so. «Are you going to cum for me? You're going to fill me up?»

He nods, his cheeks flushed and hot as he tries to hold back his orgasm long enough for you to grant it to him.

«Please, please, let me cum.»

«Then do it, cum for me.»

A deep grunt leaves his lips and, a few seconds later, you feel a warm and sticky substance inside you, slowly running down your thighs. Your hand on your clit, you keep on riding him as you try to reach your own high as well, feeling it closer and closer. He endures the overstimulation well, much to your pleasing, letting out a few cries in between sharp inhales.

«I love you» he says, using his own hand to stimulate you as well. «I-I love you s-so much.»

Moaning, you bite your lips, feeling your orgasm approaching. Moving his hands away, you rub your clit furiously and, after a few seconds, your walls clench around him.

«I love you too» you whisper, leaning down to kiss him once again.

Getting off of him, you lay next to him, resting your head onto his chest, tracing the line of the scar forming on it with your fingertips, goosebumps following your touch.

«Once all of this is over, I'll treat you real nice, I promise you.»

He hums, pleased to hear your words.

«You already did.»

A soft smile crosses his lips before he gently kisses your forehead.

«Promise me you'll never leave me» he murmurs, his lips against your skin. «Promise me you'll come back to me, no matter what.»

«I promise.»

After all, you know that's how it's supposed to be. No matter who you are – Morgana, Arthur, Guinevere or Mordred – you and Seokmin are destined to be together. That's what fate predicted, years and years ago.

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