Gentle reminder: SIDE BOLGS!

I got an ask about my side blogs but I figured I’ll just make an official post😊

I have 3 side blogs for my bias groups. All of my scenarios, reactions, MTLs, etc about a specific group will be reblogged to the designated blog for those who prefer just one group.

Example: I posted a scenario about Suho, so then I reblogged that scenario to my EXO side blog.

I also reblog other fun things to the blogs because let’s face it, our boys are too cute to resist

Anyway, here are the links to the three blogs if you want to follow them:

EXO reblogs: exoxo-exol

BTS reblogs: ready-aim-bangtan

GOT7 reblogs: ahga-seven

Suho drabble – Detective Kim

Requested by anon


“Hi, I’m here to see Jun- I mean- Detective Kim…?” You asked the receptionist. You’d never seen her before which clearly meant she was new.

“Uh… Did you make an appointment?” She asked. Yup, she’s new around here.

“Don’t worry. I’ve got it. Hey, honey.” Junmyeon came around the corner in a hurry. You mirrored his glowing smile. He took your hand and led you to his office. “What’s in the bag?”

“My question first. What did you pack for dinner?” You asked. He went silent which meant he forgot and was planning to go without. “That’s what I thought.”

He closed his door behind you and sat at his cluttered desk. You tried to make room around the stacks of paperwork to lay his food out for him. He took his fork and dug in right away. While he ate, you stood up and looked around the room.

“Baby… Don’t you guys have a cleaner to take the trash out? Or dust? Some of these cases are closed.”

“No. Not while I’m working. And get away from there.” He pulled you into his lap. “What did I tell you about snooping?”

“What did I tell you about taking care of yourself?” You ran your fingers through his hair, pushing it back to open up his face. “Kim Junmyeon, what am I gonna do with you?”

“Marry me.” He blurted.

You froze in place, looking him in the eyes searching for even a glint of humor. But all you saw was sincerity in his chocolate brown eyes.“W-what?”

“You asked what you were going to do with me. I want you to marry me.” His lips curled up into a smile. With one hand on your waist, he cupped your cheek with the other, bringing you close to cover your face in his sweet kisses.

“Wait. Baby, are you serious?” You pressed your hands to his chest, pulling back a bit.

“Of course I’m serious. You may not believe me, but I put my career first until I met you. When I’m with you I really do want to better myself and with that, I do better at work. I come in every day with a fresh mind and leave every night with a full heart. Because I know you’re there waiting for me. Seeing your cute face light up when I walk through the door…” He gave you a little Eskimo kiss, making you smile. “…That’s what makes me fall in love with you. No one will ever make me feel this way.”

His eyes were just as honest as his words. He loved you and you loved him. The rush you feel when he comes home from work never fades. You gently dropped your arms around his shoulders, relaxing into his sturdy frame.

“…Yes. Yes, I will marry you.” Just saying it made you start to cry with joy.

Junmyeon gave you a quick kiss before letting you collapse into him while he cradled you in his strong arms. You smiled to yourself, feeling secure in your future for the first time in a long time.

“I can’t believe this is really happening.” You said through tears of joy.

He lifted your chin, wiped the droplets from your face and smiled. “Believe it, sweetheart. One day soon, you will be Mrs. Kim Junmeyon.” Your heart soared to the heavens when he said that. ‘Mrs.Kim Junmyeon’. “And tonight… When I get home… We can celebrate properly.” He said with a wink.

You smirked at him, watching the tint in his eyes darken with lust. “Well, maybe I should get out of here. The sooner you finish work the sooner you come home.”

Junmyeon lifted you off his lap and gave you one last kiss. “I’ll walk you out.” You both left his office, hand in hand until you reached the front desk.”See you at home.” He said quietly.

“I’ll be counting the minutes.” And with that, you left him to his work… with a little motivation.

THE END

Xiumin scenario – Fool’s gold

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Requested by anon

Genre: Mafia!au, angst, smut

Summary: Your arranged marriage with Minseok has been seen as perfection. Two people head-over-heels in love. Pretending to be a happy couple has tricked everyone into thinking it’s for real… even you.

Warnings: strong/violent language, rough sex

The caring touches, the stolen glances, the illusion of love was beginning to fool me. Minseok is the perfect gentleman around other people, but behind closed doors, we’re a million miles away. No one knows that we sleep in separate rooms or that our marriage was completely arranged. Everyone around us praised fate when they found out my father was old friends with his uncle years ago. Little do they know that after Minseok’s uncle passed away, he became the head of the family. Now that my father is starting to get up in age, he made a deal with Minseok; a thirty million dollar deal and his eldest daughter’s hand in marriage.

We’ve been married for three months now, but we still barely know each other. He leaves for days at a time without a word and comes back in silence. Growing up, my father never left the house unless he said goodbye. Maybe I’m just being too sensitive. I just feel so alone in my own marriage.

The first time he asked me to join him for dinner with the rest of the mobsters, I was completely shocked. The whole night he smiled at me, pulled my chair out for me, held my hand and even kissed my cheek. I was blinded by the smoke screen until we came back home and he went straight to bed, not even saying a simple “good night”

We kept this going around others, making everyone believe we were madly in love. The more I faked my feelings for him, the more real they became. I dreaded leaving parties and dinners because I knew I would have to go back to being alone. I didn’t want to pretend anymore. I want to be in love for real.


Your POV

“Did you tell him this?!” My sister asked in shock. She invited me to lunch while she was in town. I never intended on telling her about Minseok, but she can read me like a book.

“No. How can I? None of it’s real.”

“But you love him.”

“I don’t know. I mean, I should because we’re married, but… It’s arranged.” I said, whispering the last part. The last thing I needed was someone in the restaurant to hear and with my luck, they’ll be connected to my families rivals. Rule number one of the mafia, trust no one.

“Y/n, if you’re unsure, you need to be open and direct. What’s the worst that can happen? He doesn’t feel the same way? Too bad. You’re married.”

“You know it’s not that easy. Life isn’t a contract. If he doesn’t feel the same way then he really isn’t the one I should be with, but I can’t go out and find mr.right because I will have violated the agreement and our family is screwed.” I leaned back in my chair, exhausted by the reality I’m stuck in. “I’m trapped in a loveless marriage.”

“You don’t know that. And you never will until you say something.” She was right. I know she was.


His POV

“Hey, boss. We have a situation.” I sprung from my chair and headed straight for the surveillance room. If any of those rat bastards so much as breathed near my territory, I’ll have them in the ground.

I burst into the door looking over all the screens. “What’s the problem?”

“Check it out. Wifey’s on the loose.” One of my men pointed to the screen, showing the video of Y/n leaving the house. “And then this came in about ten minutes ago.” He pulled out his phone, showing me pictures of Y/n at some café

“She’s with her sister you idiots. Next time you call me out of my office someone better be in the hospital.” I turned to leave but he stopped me.

“That’s not all. Look closer.” He zoomed into the background and handed me the phone.

Just two tables away from where Y/n was sitting, three of the rival thugs were staring at her. What are they planning?

“Where’s the café?”

“Just outside the territory. Her sister is staying at a hotel near there.”

“Switch the reservation to somewhere closer. I don’t need her going out of bounds.”

“No need. Little sister is leaving this afternoon. We have a few guys hanging around to make sure no one tries to pull anything.”

“Good.” I checked my watch and handed the phone back. “I gotta go. I expect full surveillance of the event this evening. Call the host and request the security footage. He owes me a favor… or five.”

“Yes, sir.”

I needed to get ready for tonight. But more importantly, I need to know what those thugs want with my wife.

When I got home, Y/n was on the phone so I tried to keep quiet. I don’t know what she said to her sister at the café, but it sparked the interest of the enemy.

“No, he’s not home yet. I can’t tell him tonight we have that gala. If I tell him then it’ll seem like I’m some love sick school girl who got caught up in the facade.” She said.

Love? Does she love me? If she told her sister she loves me then why would those thugs be so interested? As far as they know we’re happily married.

“I’ll just call you tomorrow. Safe travels. Bye.” I waited a few seconds and opened the door before slamming it shut, acting as if I just walked in. Y/n didn’t even turn around to look at me. She just poured herself some tea and went about her business.

“Shouldn’t you be getting ready?” I asked.

“Oh, Minseok. I thought you’d be upstairs by now. Um… I was just having some tea before I got ready. I’m feeling a little drowsy.”

“Okay. Let me know when you’re ready. I need to make some calls.” I headed upstairs, leaving her to her business.


Your POV

My heart was about to pound out of my chest! I touched my hand to my blushing cheek, trying to calm myself. My God, I’m crazy about him! It was such a basic interaction yet I’m still in wonder.

I went up to my room to get ready, excited for what was to come. s long as we were in public, he’s the kind of husband every girl wants. I took the time to find the right pair of shoes to match my clutch purse and the right jewelry to match the gown. By the time I was finished I had another look at myself.

“Beautiful.” I gasped when I heard Minseok’s voice and turned to look at the door. He leaned against the frame, looking very casual, unlike his hand-tailored tux.

“Oh, thank you.” I looked down at my shoes, feeling shy.

“Shall we?” He extended his hand, offering to escort me to the car.

And the charade begins…

Minseok handed the keys to the valet, ushered be inside and was greeted by the host. His hand remained on the small of my waist as he said. “So good to see you again. You remember my lovely wife, Y/n?”

“How could I forget. You look beautiful as always.” The host shook my hand gently and Minseok walked us into the ballroom. There were elegantly decorated tables surrounding the dancefloor. I was blown away by the scene.

Minseok found our table and pulled out my chair as always. We sat with a few of the other mobsters and their wives, having some small talk. I was enjoying the evening until one of Minseok’s men tapped him on the shoulder.

“Sir, one of the dons wants to speak with you.”

“Which one?” Minseok asked.

“…The Incheon don.” He said. My eyes went wide for a moment. What would the Incheon mafia boss be doing here?

Minseok turned to me, kissing my cheek and excused himself. “I’ll be back in a moment, my love.” He left with his lackey and I sighed in frustration.

“Aw, he’s so sweet even when he leaves you for a moment.” One of the wives said.

I smiled at her kindly, not showing my true feelings and tried to forget about whatever the Incheon boss wanted.

His POV

I walked out of the ballroom, down the hall and stopped when I saw a couple of goons standing by a double door. I removed my hands from my pockets and raised my arms, proving that I didn’t have any weapons. They opened the doors, allowing me inside. I walked toward the single table in the middle of the room and sat across from my mortal enemy for the first time in years.

“Minseok.” He said.

“Don Kim to you,” I said, staring him down.

“Oh? You’re the head of the family now?” He said, taunting me.

I cocked my head to the side, irritated by his tone. “Yes, I am. But you already knew that which is why I’m here and not my father-in-law.”

“Right. Your little… arrangement with his eldest daughter seem’s almost perfect. I understand you two aren’t as happy as most may think.”

“What are you getting at?” I asked him.

The sly smirk on his face grew. “I know a way to get you out of it.”

“What?”

“Let’s just say… a little bird told me she’s considering looking for a better companion since her ‘husband’ isn’t showing much interest. And if that so-called ‘mr.right’ were one of us, her father wouldn’t be too thrilled with her. However, it would still leave you with her dowry and her family’s power.” He explained. “Since you two are married, you kept your end of the deal, but if she is unfaithful, she breaks the pact.”

“Why are you telling me this?” I asked. “There’s no way in hell she’d go anywhere near your turf.”

“She doesn’t have to. We’re in a neutral zone here tonight.”

“Again, why are you telling me this.” He was really irritating me now.

“Because… I want a run at your girl.”

I recoiled at his words, unable to accept what he said. I shook my head in disbelief and stood up from the seat.

“No. She’s not some toy you can mess around with, she’s my wife. Touch her and die.” With that, I stormed out. Four of my men were waiting for me by the door. We all walked back to the ballroom with fire in our step.

“You. Get the car and meet me in the back. You. keep an eye on that door and let me know if anyone tries to do something less than friendly. You. follow behind me on the way home. And you. Find out who that ‘little bird’ is and put him in a body bag.”

“Yes, sir.” They all said. We split up and I headed straight for Y/n. No one will take her from me.


Your POV

I was speaking to one of the other guests when Minseok, popped up out of mid-air and took my hand. “Y/n, sweetheart. Care for a dance?”

“Uh, sure. Excuse me.” I walked behind Minseok, trying to keep up with his fast pace. 

I was confused when he walked completely past the dance floor and toward the back door. That is until I remembered who he was just talking to. Something was wrong.

“What did he say to you?” I whispered to him. He didn’t answer. Instead, he just kept walking.

We burst through the back door and he assisted me in the back seat of the car. We sped off into the night with the second car following behind.

“Minseok, what is going on? Are we in danger here?” I had so many questions, but he still ignored me.

When we got home, he held the door open, letting me out of the car with ease. “Go inside.” He ordered.

“O-okay.” I did as he said and he stayed behind to speak to the driver.

I went up to my room, took off my heels and let my hair down. Why was he acting so strangely? He’s never shaken by those thugs.

I almost unzipped my dress when I felt a pair of strong hands spinning me around. Minseok held my hips and stared into my eyes. I was so startled by him. He hasn’t ever stepped into my room, let alone while I’m getting undressed.

“I heard you earlier today. I heard what you said to your sister on the phone.” He said. My lips parted, but I held back the gasp. “Do you honestly think I would reject you? Or think less of you?”

My eyes felt a little watery, but my expression remained emotionless. “I-I don’t know. That’s what I was afraid of.”

Minseok, cupped my cheeks, bringing my face just centimeters from his. “Y/n… The circumstances of our marriage don’t matter. I’m here, you’re here so just tell me now. What do you feel?”

I took a pause, erasing all the little details and just lived in the moment. “I’m falling in love with you.” The words spilled out of my mouth.

He raised his thumb, catching a tear as it fell from my eye. He looked down at my lips briefly before he did the unthinkable. His body pressed to mine as he crashed our lips together. The last time he kissed me on the mouth was at our wedding. And that little peck couldn’t make a spark in a firework shop.

I clung to him, holding him against my feverish body. He let go of my face, unzipped my dress and let it fall to the floor. I started on his tie, mercilessly untying it and tossing it aside. He hoisted me into his arms only to walk a few steps and drop me on the bed. I went without his warm touch for a few seconds while he undid his pants and pulled them off. I ripped his shirt down the middle, sending the buttons flying all over the room.

He slipped out of his underwear, revealing his massive erection. I looked up and down his chiseled body, taking in every curve. He kissed me one more time before lining himself at my throbbing entrance.

“Tell me how you feel.” He commanded.

“I love you,” I replied. He slammed our hips together, forcing every inch of his manhood into me.

“Say it again.” He retreated himself from my tight heat.

“I-I love you. OH!” Once again, he thrusted into me with great force.

“I love you too, Y/n. I love you.” He repeated.

I was on cloud nine. The man I loved told me he loves me too and now all I needed was to feel his warm cum filling me. I gripped the sheets in a shameful attempt to stop my climax from happening too soon. Minseok saw that I was close and increased the speed of his hips. He lifted my leg higher, taking me from a better angle.

That was it. I couldn’t hold it in anymore. I arched my back so hard, it was off the bed. Minseok ducked his head down, covering my chest in hot, wet kisses. His mouth opened into an ‘o’ shape as he shot his essence against my walls. His sharp thrusts came to a slow stop and he planted one last kiss between my breasts.

“Mmm~ Now that is how I pictured being married,” I said, playing with his hair.

“I guess this would be the start of our honeymoon period. Since our real honeymoon was just for show.” He leaned in, kissing my lips and resting on top of me. “This… is just for us.”

THE END

Chanyeol scenario – The hoodie

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Requested by anon

Genre: straight up S M U T

Inspired by “The hoodie song” – Mae Muller

The worst part of spending the weekend with Chanyeol is that he has to go back to work when it’s over. I woke up this morning to a cold and empty bed. I sat up, looking out the open window and sighed. It was strange not having a pair of big arms pulling me back under the covers. I got off the bed, walked around the room, finding something to wear.

I started feeling a little sad when I saw Chanyeol’s oversized hoodie. Just ten hours ago, I was pulling it off of him. I missed the way he cuddled me into his chest when he wore it. The way his warm cheeks felt against my lips. I picked up the hoodie and put it on. I went to the underwear drawer and decided to steal a pair of his boxers to complete my ‘lazy day chic’ look. I grabbed my phone and headed downstairs.

Chanyeol was branded on my mind. I couldn’t get him out if it! I made myself some cereal, reminiscing of yesterday morning when he had me right here on the counter, kissing, biting, scratching. I took a deep breath, feeling flushed. 

I ate my breakfast silently, at least, silently outside of my mind. I couldn’t stop replaying his raspy moans and the haunting sound of his hand coming down on my bare ass with a rough spank. Just the thought sent tingles up my spine.

My phone buzzed, pulling me out of my memories. I unlocked it and smiled when I saw a message from the sexy devil himself.

Yeollie: Sorry I left in such a rush, baby. You looked so peaceful and I didn’t want to wake you. I’ll see you after work

Y/n: But babyyyyy I miss you… inside me 😉

I smirked at myself when I sent the message. I got up from my seat and put my cereal bowl in the sink. My phone went completely silent, bot a single response. Maybe I wasn’t provoking him enough.

I went back up to our bedroom, turned my phone on to selfie mode and snapped a picture of myself in his hoodie. I made sure to display the “SEXUAL FANTASIES” printed on the front. I sent the picture, but once again, no response. Playing hard to get I see. I went into the bathroom, took off the hoodie and positioned my arm to cover my breasts, barely. I took another picture, flaunting his boxers. I sent the selfie to him with the caption “About to take a shower. Wish you were here”.

I turned on my playlist, pulled off his boxers, and pinned up my hair for my shower. I kept the temperature of the water low to cool myself off. Chanyeol just drove me wild! I felt like an addict after a bender. I absolutely craved the man. I swayed back and forth to the soft beats, letting the water dribble down my suds-covered skin.

“You say you wanna come over to my place~ Just the thought of you in my bedroom it increases my heart rate~” I smiled to myself while I sang along.

Chanyeol was probably in the middle of dance practice which would explain the lack of replies. Once again, thoughts of him flooded back into my mind. I imagined his breaking a sweat, his muscles flexing with every movement, his chest heaving as he tries to catch his breath. I bit my lip, reaching down between my legs and started teasing my clit a little. I stroked up and down my slit, picturing Chanyeol’s big hands instead. My mouth hung open with a moan.

“Mmm, Chan…” I whispered.

Suddenly, the shower curtain flew open. I gasped, almost falling when I saw Chanyeol standing in front of me like a Greek god. He already took it upon himself to strip naked for me.

“Here you are,” he said with a crooked smile. “Do you have any idea how much trouble you’re in, baby?” He stepped into the shower, backing me into the corner. I kept my eyes locked on his, but didn’t say a word. I couldn’t believe he actually left early for this. Serves me right for being a tease, I suppose.

I shook my head ‘no’ and trembled when I felt the cold tiles on my back. Chanyeol’s eyes shot down to my hardening nipples. He cupped my breasts, taking the small buds between his fingers with a pinch.

“I love seeing you like this, baby. Even after a cold shower, your skin feels like it’s on fire.” He met my stare and raised his eyebrows in curiosity. “Do I get you all hot and bothered?”

“Yes.” I moaned. I was so entranced by how impulsive he was being right now. He was just as turned on as I was.

Chanyeol let go of my breasts, shut off the water and ran his hands down my legs before lifting me into his arms. I coiled my legs around him until he placed me gently on the counter. He picked up a towel to dry me off. Starting at my feet, he slowly worked the soft cloth up my leg, to my inner thigh and back down the other side. He held the towel around my waist, patting me dry and stroked down my arms until I was completely dried off.

“Chanyeol…” I stretched out my legs, holding his hips and pulling him closer. “Fuck me… hard.”

The color of his eyes darkened with lust as he took a step back, picked up his hoodie and said, “raise your arms”. I did what I was told, not wanting to wait any longer. He put it on for me, brushing the hairs out of my face while I straightened it out. Chanyeol lifted me up, holding me against his naked body as he walked us back into our bedroom.

I couldn’t help it. I had to kiss him. I grabbed his sweet cheeks and pulled him in, smashing our lips together. Chanyeol laid me down on our bed and parted our lips to move his kisses down my neck. I raised my legs, giving him perfect access to where he was heading. He looked up as he as he eased his way down to my drenched center.

He closed his big brown eyes, breathing him my sent and slowly grazed his tongue up my slit. My lips parted, allowing my soft whimper to easily pass through into the lustful atmosphere. Chanyeol grasped my ankles, tossing my legs over his broad shoulders. He planted an open-mouth kiss on my warm core, tasting my essence. With one hand rubbing my clit, he pumped his shaft with the other, releasing some tension for himself.

“Y/n… You have no idea what you do to me.” He raised his head from between my legs but continued to rub my clit. “Just seeing you in this hoodie is enough to get me rock-hard.”

“Chan…” I bucked my hips, needing more contact.

“So wet, baby. Is this all for daddy?” He asked with a devilish smile

“Yes, daddy.”

He inserted a finger into me, causing my legs to tense up. I tightened around his finger, showing him how badly I needed him. He bit his lip, trying to resist.

“Fuck me, daddy. Please. I’ll be a good girl~” I said with innocent eyes.

Chanyeol leaned toward my face, staring me down. “Say that again.”

“Fuck me…”

He took a hold of my feet, pulling me down to lay directly beneath him. I nearly took the hoodie off when Chanyeol stopped me.

“Leave it on.” He said. He raised my hips, looking me in the eye and thrusted his entire cock into me.

“Oh, fuck yes! Take me!” I screamed.

Chanyeol fit his long, thick member inside of me, stretching me out. It was something that was a little uncomfortable, but after a few more thrusts, the foreign sensation was gone. All I could feel was the glorious friction paired perfectly with his dark grunts.

“God damn, baby. So tight.” He hid his face in my neck, panting softly as he picked up the pace. “Moan for me love, let me hear you.”

“Oh~ Chanyeol! You’re S-so good. Harder, daddy.” He grabbed a hold of my hips, slamming into me as hard as he could. “Yes! Just like that, daddy! Mmm, I’ve been wanting this all day.”

“I’m here now, baby. You’re all mine now.”

He pounded into me faster and faster till I couldn’t take it anymore. I arched my back and reached my climax. My nails scraped down his back, making him groan. His warm cum shot against my walls while he thrusted mercilessly. My toes curled and stiffened until I finished my vigorous orgasm. Chanyeol stood up on his knees, looking down at the aftermath of his fierce desires.

“You really are my sexual fantasy.” He said.

I pulled him down next to me, covering myself in the soft material. The man was already a skyscraper compared to me, yet he still insists on buying close that are too big even for him. Chanyeol draped his arm around my waist, rubbing my back.

“Did you really leave work early just to see me?” I asked.

“I figured those pictures would have gotten worse if I left you here any longer.”

“…True.” I admitted. He kissed my nose and pulled me on top of him. He always works so hard. What’s one more day in bed?

THE END

Sehun | Chanyeol scenario – My boys

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requested by @hereforkpopboys

Genre: S M U T

Summary: Lately, Chanyeol and Sehun have been working on their next duo project. Unfortunately, they’ve been neglecting things in the bedroom, but you’ve got a few tricks that’ll persuade them.

Warnings: Threesome sex, light spanking

A/n: This is my first public threesome scenario. Be gentle!

So there I was… Two boyfriends and still feeling sexually frustrated. Chanyeol was up int he studio with Sehun, helping him with his next project, but I wanted them. I closed my eyes and thought about Sehun’s soft moans paired with Chanyeol’s rocky growls. I slid my hand into my panties, stroking my slit, fantasizing about how good it would feel to have them both ravish me on our bed. They get so rough when I misbehave. My eyes shot open as a devious plan popped into my head.

I walked up to the door of their home studio, knocked three times and peeked inside stying on the two of them. They were so focused on what they were doing, they didn’t even notice me walking in. I tiptoed up to Sehun, gently running my hands over his broad shoulders, hugging him from behind. I kissed his forehead and waited for some kind of reaction.  He didn’t even move! I kissed down his cheek to his sharp jawline, thinking it would do the trick, but again, nothing. My hands went down his abdomen until I was blocked.

“Baby, not now. I’m working.” Sehun said.

I sighed and stood up straight. From the corner of my eye, I could see Chanyeol squirming in his seat. If there was anyone who couldn’t resist my kisses, it was my baby Chan. I sauntered over to him, sat in his lap and coiled my arms around his neck. His hands immediately held my waist, pulling me in for a heated kiss. I crossed my legs toward him, bringing myself closer on his lap. He grabbed my ass, earning a moan. I cupped his soft cheeks, rubbing my thighs together for a little friction.

“Ugh, that’s it!” Chanyeol sprung up, carrying me out of the studio and down the hall to our bedroom. “You dirty little girl. Sehun can get in a lot of trouble if someone were to hear your moans on his track.” He dropped me on the bed, unbuckled his belt and threw it across the room. I helped him out of the rest of his clothes and he returned the favor, leaving us both naked and needy. Chanyeol climbed on top of me, trapping himself between my legs. I locked around him, turning us over and pinning his hands above his head. I moaned, finally able to hear his almighty growls.

“Fuck, you’re so sexy when you take charge.” He said. “Go ahead, baby girl. I’m all yours.”

I held his cock in my hand, pumping it a few times before sinking down on him, taking every inch. My mouth fell open, still amazed at how big he was. I rested my hands on his chest, lightly scraping my nails across the skin. I gasped when I heard the bedroom door slam shut. I turned around and watched as Sehun stripped down in front of me. I bit my lip, trying not to moan when I saw him freeing his rock hard length.

“Come here,” Sehun said, climbing on the bed. I lifted my hips, letting Chanyeol’s thick cock fall out of my wet heat. Sehun’s hand slipped between my legs, collecting my juices with a little laugh. “So wet, baby. Were you that impatient?” He asked, lathering his manhood with my wetness.

“Yes.” I whimpered.

“Bend over,” Sehun commanded.

I followed his orders and hovered over Chanyeol. Sehun’s hand came down with a spank, making me squeal. I took a deep breath as Chanyeol guided my hips back down onto him as Sehun eased into me.

“Is this what you wanted baby girl? Me fucking this tight little pussy while Sehun takes your ass?” Chanyeol’s hand went from my ass to my breast with a squeeze. “Answer me!.”

“Yes~ This is what I wanted!” My head fell back onto Sehun’s shoulder, giving him the opportunity to kiss down my neck.

Both boys touched every inch of my body as they thrusted in and out. I moved my hips up and down on their cocks, trying to take as much as I could. My moans got louder and louder as I clenched around them both. I grabbed a hold of Chanyeol’s big, thick hands, feeling the tingles spread through my palms. I was so close, I could feel it.

“I-I’m… Close!” I cried out.

“Cum baby! Cum for us!” Chanyeol groaned.

My back arched and my legs were covered in goosebumps as my orgasm rushed through me. Sehun’s thrusts quickened, causing me to come down on Chanyeol’s member even faster. Sehun’s moans rang through my ears while he rode out his high along with Chanyeol. I whined when the two pulled out of me, giving me a break.

I laid down next to Chanyeol, cuddling into his chest. Sehun combed his fingers through his hair, clearing his face of any sweaty strands. He got off the bed, leaving me with Chanyeol.

“Now if you’ll excuse me. I have a song to finish.” Sehun said, kissing my forehead.

He walked out of the room and closed the door. Chanyeol turned over, pulled my leg around his hips and gave my ass a little smack. “Dirty girl…” He scolded playfully. What can I say? A girl knows what she wants.

THE END

EXO reaction – Period stain

request: When you watch a movie together and you left to the toilet when you left he see on the couch a little blood (it’s your time of the month started) when you return you really embraced? 


Xiumin
He is a bit of a neat freak, so he’d feel a bit of a panic, but he wouldn’t be angry with you. He’d even offer to get you some feminine products to help.

Suho
“Oh, no. Baby~”
He would be very concerned about you. He knows how uncomfortable you get when it’s that time of the month so he wouldn’t draw too much attention to it. By the time you’d come back from the bathroom, the stain would be gone.

Lay
He’d be the one to knock on the bathroom door to check on you. “Baobei… It’s just a stain.” The last thing he wasn’t is to make you feel bad about yourself.

Baekhyun
“…Hehe…”
Our giggly puppy would find something amusing about the whole thing. Almost as if he were laughing his way through the awkwardness/discomfort. He wouldn’t be sure what to do or say.

Chen
He would put a change of clothes outside the bathroom door for you. Naturally, they’d be his big t-shirt and sweatpants, but he thinks you look cute in them! By the time you come back to finish the movie, he’d have pain medicine and a heating pad for the cramps.

Chanyeol
Because he has a big sister, he’s no stranger to a girl’s monthly. He wouldn’t make anything of it. You two would go right back to normal… after you changed your pants.

D.O
He’d be the most freaked out, but he wouldn’t let it show. When you leave for the bathroom and he sees the stain on the couch, he’d go into a small, brief panic and try to get it cleaned up before you get back.

Kai
He also has a big sister so he wouldn’t be too worried about it. His focus would be on you. While you’re away, he tries to get rid of the stain. You wouldn’t think anything of it until he engulfs you in cuddles and kisses suddenly.

Sehun
He would be a little tease. When you come back he’d start giving you the eye, like he knows something you don’t. He wouldn’t hold a grudge though, he’d just have his fun for a moment and move on from it.

Xiumin drabble – Just keep swimming

Requested by anon

Genre: quick, cute, and sweet fluff 💙


Another day, another workout session with Minseok. If there was anyone in the world who can keep me motivated, it’s him. He knows I prefer going to the gym with someone so, he insists that we go together a few times a week. Today was like any other gym day, only I noticed a flyer for swimming lessons at the front desk.

“Swim lessons! I’ve always wanted to learn.” I turned to show Minseok, but he just chuckled.

“Y/n, that class is for kids. There’s a cartoon duck on it.” He said pointing at the paper.

“Well, could you teach me? The pool is open today.” I asked, walking with him to the locker room.

“Not today, babe. It’s arm day. Besides, neither of us packed a swimsuit” He reminded me.

With that, He kissed my forehead and went into the man’s room. I sighed to myself and headed back over to the desk. If he didn’t want to teach me, maybe I could get a professional to do it.

“Excuse me. Are there any swimming instructors for adults?” I asked the guy at the desk.

“Yeah, I’m actually one of the instructors. I’m John.” He extended his hand and I shook it before he went on. “Just send me an email and we can get some lessons scheduled. My earliest opening is tomorrow at three.” He handed me his card and I felt better already.

“Great. Thanks so much!’ I waved goodbye and headed to the locker room to get changed.


The next day Minseok said he would have dance practice all day, so I just went to the gym alone. For the first time in a while, I actually felt comfortable being there without someone, but it was probably because I knew I’d have, John, the instructor, with me.

From the start of my lesson, I tried to follow the pointers I was taught and keep my head above water. We were at it for almost an hour when I caught glimpse of a familiar face while I was floating on my back. I smiled when I saw Minseok up on the second floor, lifting weights until he realized who I was. He dropped the weight, barely missing his foot and rushed to the stairs.

"Uh-oh.” I stood up in the water, breaking away from the instructor’s grasp, and waited for Minseok to storm in.

“Y/n? What are you doing?” Minseok stomped over to the edge of the pool, crossing his arms and glared in fury at John.

“I’m learning to swim. You said you didn’t want to so I hired John.” I said, innocently. Minseok’s eyes narrowed, not quite buying my excuse.

“I’ll give you two a moment. Our hours was just about up anyway.” John excused himself and I swam to the edge of the pool.

“Are you mad?” I asked my boyfriend.

Minseok reached for my hand, helping me out of the pool. He grabbed a towel, placing it around my shoulders. “No, I’m not mad. I was just… Shocked. John was getting a little grabby.”

“He was keeping me from drowning,” I said with a laugh.

We walked back to the locker rooms, Minseok wrapped his arm around me and kissed the top of my head. “From now on, I will teach you to swim. We can come back to the pool once a week to do it.”

“Promise?” I asked holding out my pinky.

“I promise.” He replied, verifying our pinky swear.

THE END

Chanyeol scenario – Infamous pt.2

Infamous pt.1

Requested by @annjaee

Genre: angst, smut, and a pinch of fluff

Warnings: mild G!dom

Previously: “I know things will never be exactly the same, but I’m willing to try again.” His honesty warmed your heart. You looked up at him with a smile.“So no more sorority girls?” You asked. “Nope. No more sorority girls… except you.” He replied.

You woke up with a slight headache. The sun was way too bright to be streaming in through the open windows. You stood up, off the bed to try and close the shades but you instantly fell back onto the bed. Thanks to your little … reunion with Chanyeol, you’re legs felt like they were made of jelly.

“Oh, god.” You groaned.

There was nothing to do but just sit there on the edge of your bed until there were a few faint knocks at the door. You turned around and called for, whoever it was, to come in. Chanyeol peaked his head in and smiled when he saw you.

“Hey. I got you a muffin and a smoothie.” He handed you the cup and paper bag as he sat next to you.

“How’d you get back in here?” You asked.

“I left the door unlocked when I left and thankfully it was still unlocked when I came back. ” He laid down on your bed, getting comfy.

“Thank you for this. I’m starving.” You took one sip of the smoothie and nearly gagged. “What’s in this?”

“Strawberry beat smoothie. Your favorite.” He said.

“No way I hate that flavor.” You sat the smoothie on my desk and just settled on the muffin.

“Oh right. Strawberry and beets were for the girl from Delta Phi” He muttered.

You rolled your eyes, feeling a little crack in your heart. You can take the boy out of the frat but you can’t take the frat out of the boy. Chanyeol sat up on the bed, pulling you into him, hugging you from behind while you ate your snack.

“Baby I’m sorry. I want to start over the right way.” He kissed your shoulder, rubbing his hands up and down your sides, making you squirm and smile. “See? I still know how ticklish you are.”

“I want to start over too, but you really have to try, okay. I feel like I have to get to know you all over again.” You leaned back against his firm chest, turning your head to the side to hear his heartbeat.

Chanyeol sighed with a nod. “I know, my love.”

You finished the last of the muffin and stood up, stumbling a little, but Chanyeol held your hips to keep you from falling over. You slowly walked to your jeans on the floor, taking out your phone.

“Oh, no.” You said under your breath

“What’s wrong?”

“The girls will be back any minute from the gym! You’ve got to get out.” You scrambled around the room, getting rid of all the evidence from last night.

“Relax. Is it really that bad?”

“Chanyeol. You have a reputation here. There isn’t a single member in this house who has slept with you-”

“But they do know we dated in high school right?” He asked, cutting in.

You opened your mouth to speak, but you knew the truth would hurt him. Instead, you stood there silent, like a statue.

Chanyeol’s eyebrows raised. “Right?” He repeated.

“Well, the only reason I didn’t is that-”

Chanyeol got off the bed, and headed to the door, not wanting to hear any excuses. You hurried to his side, stopping him from leaving. He can’t just walk out like this. You both had some faults, which is probably why fate brought you back together in the first place.

“I’m not letting you go like this.” You said.

“Why? You need me to sneak out the window so your little sorority sisters don’t see the playboy you’ve never met before.” Chanyeol rolled his eyes and reached for the doorknob, causing the crack in your heart to worsen.

The tears started building up and your voice broke. “Chanyeol. Please. You need to understand. I didn’t think you’d ever come back to me.”

Chanyeol looked at you, seeing the sincerity and pain in your eyes and he eased back. The two of you stepped back from the door and walked back to your bed.

“Ever time I saw you, it was like you were a stranger. I genuinely thought I lost you. So yes, I lied. But only because… You were gone.” You said, letting the little tear fall.

Chanyeol kneeled in front of you, wiping your tear. “Y/n… There is no way that you can lose me. No matter how much distance there is between us. You are the first girl I’ve ever loved. I knew in high school that you were the one and it hasn’t changed. I love you more than anything and anyone. It’s as clear now as it was then.”

He cupped your face in his hands, catching each tear as they dripped down your face. He pulled you in for a sweet kiss, proving that the spark was still there. Out of pure habit, you smiled against his lips. Remembering all those laughs he gave you broke you out of your discouraged state.

You thought to yourself and decided enough was enough. Everyone was going to find out sometime. The front door opened and several footsteps and voices echoed throughout the house. You stood up and held out your hands for him to take.

“Let’s go.” You said.

“You’re sure about this?” Chanyeol asked. You nodded your head and marched to the door, squeezing his hand.

The moment you two walked downstairs all the girls went silent, staring in shock and disgust that you were actually coming out of your bedroom with the infamous Park Chanyeol.

“…Y/n… What is going on here?” The head sister asked.

“I’m going to breakfast. With my boyfriend.” You stated, radiating confidence.

Her eyebrows furrowed in confusion for a few seconds, but she quickly softened her expression. “Are you sure you want to do this for him? Rules are rules.”

“Getting back together with my exboyfriend doesn’t violate any rules. But if your really that worried about it, I’ll be glad to go back to dorm living.” Chanyeol’s hand from your hand to your waist, giving you a small embrace to show he was proud of you.

“You have 48 hours. Turn your keys in when your room is cleared out.” With that, the girls walked away, leaving you and Chanyeol alone.

You both walked out of the house and down the street in silence. CHanyeol wanted to talk, you could tell, but still, he was quiet. Those girls would have thrown you out no matter what you said, but you just felt invisible. You got your man back and all was good.

“So where do you wanna go for breakfast?” He asked.

“Well I know this cutie named Chanyeol who makes really good waffles if I ask him nicely?~” You said with a sweet smile.

Chanyeol kissed your forehead and threw his arm around your shoulder, pulling you in for a big bear hug. “My place it is.”

Over breakfast, you had some time to think. You’ve never gotten back together with anyone before and although Chanyeol hasn’t changed completely, there are some new traits that you have to get familiar with. You snapped out of your thoughts when you felt Chanyeol poke your nose.

“Whatcha thinking about?” He asked.

“Just you and me.” You said honestly.

Chanyeol nodded and went on. “Good things?”

“Yeah. Really good things.” You held his hand and he smiled, showing his adorable dimples.

“I know I feel really good about us right now. The new Y/n and Chanyeol.” He pulled you off the chair and onto his lap.“Campus couple.”

“I like that.” You replied, running your fingers through his hair.

“I like you. You got awfully feisty back there.” His hands squeezed you butt playfully and you giggled. “It was sexy.”

“Oh yeah?” You asked. Chanyeol nodded and you wrapped your arms around him, repositioning your legs to straddle him. “You like it when I take charge?”

You watched as Chanyeol’s eyes dilated. The sexual tension could be cut with a knife. Your side smile started to grow, causing Chanyeol to go into a frenzy. He got up, whisking you off to his bedroom. You covered his neck in kisses on your way over, nibbling on the one spot that drives him wild.

When you reached his room, he let you back down, giving you full control of him. You lifted his shirt up, pulling it off of him and pushing him back onto his bed. Without hesitation, you climbed on top of him, giving him a little strip show. Clothing flew in all directions until you both were naked and wanting.

Chanyeol’s hands moved up your back, pulling you closer. Skin to skin, chest to chest, heart to heart. You positioned his throbbing member at your slit, taking a quick pause before taking him all the way in. You both moaned at the familiar friction working its magic. You rode his cock, moving in figure-eights. His breathy grumbles had you seeing angels, but of course, you didn’t have to look far. Watching his nose crinkle and his eyes close gently was like a work of art.

“More, baby.” He held your hips, grinding with you until you started to bounce. His hips bucked rhythmically, giving you enough pleasure to cum in seconds.

His pink pouty lips parted, begging for a heated kiss. You came down on top of him, smashing your lips together and taking him even deeper. You moaned into each other’s mouths, unable to stop your selves from reaching that almighty high. Your climax washed over you, shooting tingles from your hands to feet. Butterflies erupted inside your stomach as you tightened around him.

Chanyeol’s hands rubbed your back when you fell limp on top of him, slumping over into his powerful arms. Oh, how you loved his arms. Nothing ever went wrong when he held you. Everything was at peace. His soft cheek pressed against your face as he snuggled you in.

“Now that’s how to start the morning.” He said with a smile.

“The most sensuous time of day.” You replied with a kiss.

You understood that Chanyeol has evolved since the break-up, but so did you. You both made changes as individuals, but now you’re better than ever… together 😉

THE END

Xiumin scenario – Release the tension

Requested by anon

Genre: mafia EXO, smut

Warnings: rough sex, teasing

Summary: Xiumin has had a pretty hard day, but after seeing you waiting for him in your little tank top and shorts, he decided to relieve some stresses the best way he knows how.

I jumped out of my daze when I heard the door slam shut. I pulled off the blanket and sat up on the couch, waiting to see Minseok come around the corner.

“God damn it…” I heard a familiar grumble and relaxed into the couch. Minseok must be having a bad day. I ordered from his favorite restaurant, but he texted me a few moments before he was supposed to be home that he was staying late. I don’t know why I keep getting my hopes up Just to have them crushed.

“Y/n? Where are you?!” He hollered.

“Livingroom,” I said, holding back a yawn.

“What’s with all the takeout in the kitchen?” He sounded so annoyed but not nearly as annoyed as I was with his tardiness.

“I thought we would have some dinner but instead I got a text saying you were working late and took a nap.” I could hear his deep sigh from the other room and heavy footsteps coming closer.

“It’s not my fault Y/n. I’m here… Now…” He slowed down when he turned the corner, staring at me in shock. “Come here, baby.” He came down on top of me, going straight in for a kiss but I quickly turned my head, refusing to kiss him back.

His lips almost landed on my cheek before he stopped himself. He looked at me with confusion and tried to kiss me again. Once more, I denied him, turning my cheek without a word.

“Baby… Please? Just one? Don’t make me beg.” He held my jaw in his hand, holding me in place as he finally got his kiss, sort of. I laid there completely relaxed, not giving him anything back.

He soon gave up and moved on to my neck, muttering, “I missed you so much today.” as he moved down to my collar bones. “I would have ditched that meeting if I knew I had this waiting for me.”

I laid motionless, ignoring his plush pink lips. I was too angry to give in that easily. Still, Minseok continued with his sweet kisses, his hands traveled up my sides, under my top until I blocked him before he went too far. He smirked now that he finally got some kind of reaction and grinded his growing erection onto my upper thigh.

“Come on, baby. Just. One. Kiss.” His lips pressed to my jaw, then my cheek and finally my lips.

My wetness was too obvious to deny. I opened my legs a little wider, inviting him between then and kissed him back. I draped my arms around his neck and my rough, lustful, dominant man burst forth with a primal tug at my shorts. I gasped when I heard a ripping at the hem. Minseok threw them across the room without a care about where they landed.

“M-Minseok.” I moaned

“Tsk, tsk. You think you can deny me what’s mine and call me by my name?”  He asked with deep, dark eyes.

“Master, please,” I said, correcting myself.

“Please what? Say it!” His hips grinded down on mine, making my mouth open slightly.

I took a deep breath to compose myself and spoke. “Master, please take me. Take what’s yours. Please.” I begged.

Minseok lifted my top, stared straight at my erect nipples and helped himself. I clenched my thighs around him, trapping him between my legs while he sucked on my breasts. With one arm across his shoulders, I played with his hand in my free hand, Tugging a little when his teeth grazed my sensitive skin.

I looked down when I hear the sound of a kipper. Minseok pulled his member out of his pants when he had enough of teasing me and Pulled my panties down, coating himself with my slick center. My head tilted back as he quickly slammed into me, filling me up just right.

His fast, merciless thrusts had me seeing stars already. He pounded into me, letting out all his anger and frustration, replacing it with a burning desire. He lifted my legs into the air, spreading them even wider, gripping them so hard that he left little red marks.

“Make me cum, master. Fuck me!” I demanded.

Minseok was too blinded by pleasure to put me in my place for talking to him like that. His thrusts started getting sloppy, his rhythm went out of sync and his mouth was agape. His soft moans were like music to my ears. His hot breath on my neck sent shivers down my spine. I instantly came undone when his throbbing tip touched my g-spot. I clenched around him, feeling his cum shooting against my walls as we both reached our climaxes.

By the time we cooled down, Minseok kissed the valley between my breasts and pulled my top back down. He stood up off the couch, tucked his softened member into his pants and lifted me off the sofa.

“My baby doesn’t need to lay on the couch.” He said.

He walked us upstairs and laid me down on the bed, knowing I still had some left over sleepiness from my nap. I relaxed on the bed, almost letting myself fall asleep when I remembered one last thing.

“Oh, What about dinner?” I asked him.

“Don’t worry about that. We can eat when you wake up, I need to make some calls anyway. Sleep well. I love you.” He kissed my forehead ever so softly and left me to rest.

“I love you too,” I said as I watched him quietly shut the door behind him.

THE END