Epilogue: Any Card-Ateez OT8

Epilogue: Any Card-Ateez OT8

[Demon!Ateez x Fem!Reader]

Warnings: Suggestive content, talk of drugs/being drugged even though it never actually happened, memory loss, pet names: princess, angel, sex demon!Ateez

Taglist: @breezy-simp @treasure-hwa @vitrealislux @bucky-thorin-winchester @scuzmunkie @hoohoohope @knucklesdeepmingi @fairygirl18 @giulianacelestino @craxy-person @sweetsojudreams @mork-ly @woahitsguin @wtfjongseong @justsomerandomfang1rl

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It had been just over two years since what you and Eric dubbed "the incident."

The incident in this case had been that you and Eric had stumbled into a strange woman's tent at the carnival, got drugged and now had absolutely no memory of the few months which followed. In the time that you now could remember, Eric had begun dating one of his friends, Felix, who had fit very nicely into your little group of friends and had become one of the most important people in your life. You'd also gone on a couple of dates with people, the most recent and most successful being one of Felix's friends, Changbin. He was extremely sweet and gentlemanly and knew how to treat you well, both outside and inside his bedroom. You were just friends with benefits but honestly you were okay with that. Both you and Changbin were happy with your arrangement as it was and you neither of you wanted that to change.

"Come on y/n! Hurry up," Eric called, making you poke your tongue out at him behind his back.

"I didn't even want to come here Eric," you whined, grabbing Changbin's hand so the two of you could catch up to Eric and Felix. "Remeber what happened last time we went to this carnival?"

"We got drugged, yes, but we won't go into any creepy tents this time, we'll be fine."

"Will we?" You sounded exasperated and it make Changbin lean down to kiss your head in comfort.

"Course we will. We've got big, strong boyfriends now don't we?"

You and Changbin shared a look as you caught up to Eric and Felix. "One. Changbin's not my boyfriend. Two, I wouldn't exactly count Felix as big and strong." Felix spluttered and it made both you and Changbin giggle.

Eric scoffed, rolling his eyes, "fine, you've got a big, strong, friend with benefits to keep us safe."

"Exactly," Changbin nodded. "I'll keep all three of you safe."

You smiled and squeezed his hand, your other one coming up to play with the gold heart shaped locket hanging around your neck. You didn't remember buying it, assuming it happened in the stretch of time you couldn't remember, but something about it had compelled you to wear it every single day.

Having it around your neck made you feel safe, like there was a guardian angel watching over you every time you put it on.

~

"She has a boyfriend," Wooyoung grumbled, placing the tray of food harshly onto the stainless steel table the eight demons had claimed as their own for that day at the carnival. He looked at Hongjoong and sank into the empty chair in between Yunho and Seonghwa, "She's wearing your fucking locket and she has a boyfriend."

"It's been two years Woo," Hongjoong sighed, looking over to the table where you were sitting with Eric and two other men Hongjoong didn't recognise. He knew the blonde one kissing Eric's cheek had to be Felix, but he'd never seen the other man before. "Besides, she doesn't remember us, we can't expect her to not get in a relationship." It didn't mean it didn't hurt any less though.

"He's not her boyfriend," Yeosang hummed, beginning to munch on some of the fries Wooyoung brought over. Seven heads snapped towards him and he froze, eyes wide. "What?"

"How do you know that?" Yunho asked the question they were all wondering and Yesoang shrugged.

"I heard her say to Eric that he was just her friend with benefits."

"That's not exactly better," Wooyoung grumbled.

"I mean," Seonghwa hummed "It means she's still available. We can go flirt with her, get this love story rolling."

Wooyoung perked up at that and it made Seonghwa laugh. He stood up and ran a hand through his hair, "Wish me luck then."

"You're going over there now?' Jonhgo raised an eyebrow.

"Uh yeah, if things go well I might even share her number with you all."

"Wooyoung," Hongjoong warned, hand coming up to rest right above Wooyoung's ass. He squeaked, feeling his pants tighten.

"Sorry. If things go well I will share her number with you all, given her permission, of course."

"Good boy," Seonghwa purred, "off you go then."

Wooyoung now had to adjust his pants before he walked over to see you, not wanting to embarrass himself in front of you.

~

"Don't look now, but eight really fucking hot guys are looking at you y/n," Changbin hummed, motioning his head in the direction of some tables behind you. Felix and Eric both looked where Changbin was motioning too, their mouths falling open.

"Holy shit," Eric began to fan himself, "Felix, babe, don't be offended but I'd drop to my knees for any of them."

"I'm absolutely not offended because I would do the same. Fucking hell."

"What? How hot are they? I can't turn around now, they'll think I'm weird."

"All I'm saying is if you told me you didn't want to fuck me anymore because you were fucking one of them I'd absolutely let you and then ask you to ask if any of the others were into gym bros," Changbin was deathly serious when he spoke and you almost had to laugh.

Eric hit Felix's arm, "Oh my god one of them is coming over here, act normal guys."

The four of you scrambled to look like you hadn't just been talking about how sexy these men were before whoever it was that was coming over, was coming over.

"Hi," a raspy voice sounded behind you and you turned in your chair to come face to face with quite possibly one of the sexiest men you'd ever seen.

You cleared your throat, "Hi...um hi."

He chuckled and stuck out his hand "I'm Wooyoung."

You shook his hand, trying not to think about how nice his hand felt in yours, "y/n."

"Y/n," he practically purred your name and holy shit you were sure you were going to faint, "pretty name for a pretty girl."

"Thank you, this is uh Eric, Felix and Changbin."

"Nice to meet you guys," Wooyoung grinned, pushing his hair back with one hand. Eric swore behind you and your breath hitched. "You uh," he chuckled "you guys wouldn't happen to want to join my boyfriends and I would you?" He nodded over to the other seven men who waved, "we just uh...think you're really pretty."

Felix let out a small, shocked "boyfriends??" And Changbin grinned, nodding, "she'd love to."

Wooyoung's grin widened "Yeah?"

You nodded, "Yeah. I'd like that." There was something extremely familiar about Wooyoung and his boyfriends, but you just couldn't place what it was.

Changbin nudged you, whispering in your ear, "We'll be close by if you need anything. Go get some dick."

You felt your cheeks grow hot and took Wooyoung's outstretched hand, letting him lead you over to where the other seven men were sitting.

"Everyone, this is y/n. Y/n, this is Hongjoong, Seonghwa, Yunho, Yeosang, San, Mingi and Jongho," each man waved to you as their name was said, you waving back in turn.

"Nice to meet you guys."

"Nice to meet you too angel," San purred, stretching out his hand to lead you to sit on his lap. You looked over to see Changbin, Felix and Eric giving you very enthusiastic thumbs up and you giggled before settling into San's lap.

"That's a beautiful necklace princess," Hongjoong purred, voice deep and raspy. These men seemed to constantly have their sex voices on and it was affecting you much more than you cared to admit.

"Thank you, I don't remember where I got it."

"Yeah? That's a shame, wasn't an ex or anything was it?"

Now thay you were thinking about it, it definitely could have been an ex, you just couldn't remember who. "I mean, maybe?"

"We can get you a new one then," Mingi hummed, big hand coming to caress your thigh.

You tilted your head adorably and you could have sworn you saw Wooyoung move to adjust his pants "Oh?"

"We'll take you on a date first," Seonghwa hummed. "If you'd like to go on one of course."

You nodded almost too quickly and it made the men chuckle, "I'd like that."

"Good," Hongjoong smiled and you felt something warm and familiar bloom in your chest, prompting you to melt in San's arms.

"Good," you repeated back and you meant it. There was something so familiar and safe about these men. Something you'd never felt around anyone who wasn't Changbin, Felix or Eric before. But there was more to the feeling blooming in your chest at the thought of going on a date with these men, getting to know them.

And maybe even falling in love with them.

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The King-Kim Hongjoong

[Demon!Kim Hongjoong x Fem!Reader]

Warnings: smut, dom!hongjoong, inexperienced!reader, demon!Hongjoong, oral!f and m receiving, corruption kink, praise kink, use of the petname princess

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knock it off // choi jongho

pairing: choi jongho x reader genre: academic rivals to lovers wc: 1.7k note: this might be a series of one shots if you guys like it

It was the worst day of the month. The day you could never predict, and always dreaded.

Grades for your department were out today.

Also, your department rank.

With which you would find out who won this time:

You?

Or Choi Jongho?

For as long as you could remember, you held top grades all throughout school. You were the ideal student; studious, diligent, responsible. Never did you miss a deadline, fail to complete a project, bomb a test, or even get a grade below a B. You likened it to your meticulous study habits that you’d perfected over time, something you were quite proud of. After all, things like this didn’t just come to anyone with no hard work.

Unless ‘anyone’ is Choi Jongho.

His very existence drove you insane, because he was everything you were not. Lazy, irresponsible, carefree. You’d never seen him open a textbook, or even jot down a single note. Writing down due dates? Forget it. You didn’t think he had ever put a modicum of effort into anything in his life.

And yet…

“Oh–Y/N! Did you see?”

That voice stopped you in your tracks in the library and you closed your eyes, fists clenching as you let out a slow breath to the count of three in your head. You turned around to find Jongho behind you, the department’s rankings in his hand. Playing it cool you raised a brow, tilting your head. 

“Top again, like last month. I was sure it would be you this time,” he said with what seemed like a genuine frown for you on his features. Then the smirk you knew to follow curled the corners of his lips upward. 

Jackass.

He knew how hard you had worked and shoved it in your face–almost quite literally–as he held the rankings out toward you.

You tried to hide your irritation, jaw clenched as you scanned the document. 

Half a point.

He beat you by half a point.

Again.

Anger rose within you and it must have been obvious the way Jongho’s smile spread wide and he chuckled, lowering the page. “Better luck next month, I guess. What was it you said to me? ‘Hard work pays off, you’ll see’?” He tilted his head at you, brows knit while he stroked his chin.

“Knock it off, Jongho. Before I knock that grin off your stupid face,” you warned, shoving past him with your shoulder.

His laughter followed you as did he as you stalked off into the stacks. “Aw, come on, Y/N. Loosen up, maybe you’d finally beat me if you relaxed a little, huh?” He was pushing your buttons now and he knew it. Giving him any kind of reaction would just mean that he won. But it was getting harder and harder to keep walking and ignore him. You had been so sure that you had him beat this time around, so to see evidence to the contrary–you weren’t thinking straight.

So you stopped walking abruptly, which caused Jongho to bump into your back before stumbling backwards a step. You whirled tightly towards him, your brow set in a firm frown. “I don’t get it, Jongho. You sit on your ass and do nothing, you never study, never stress, couldn’t plan your way out of a cardboard box, and yet no matter how hard I try, I keep coming in second to you. What’s your secret, huh? Are you cheating? Paying someone to do your work for you?”

You were on a roll, chest rising with adrenaline-fueled breaths. Jongho noticed how serious you were about this, his smile dying into a frown before turning into a cold irritation. “Really? Y’know, I ignore your nagging when it comes to studying and working hard because honestly, the results speak for themselves. Despite how incredibly annoying you can be. But you’re really going to accuse me of cheating? Not only that but paying someone to do my work for me?”

You turned and stalked off deeper into the stacks as he spoke, rage burning beneath the surface. He followed you, still going, his anger growing with each step you took away from him.

“Are you really so full of yourself you think the only way someone could be smarter than you is by paying someone else?”

That hurt and it made you stop in your tracks, white-knuckling your fists at your sides. 

“Answer me, Y/N,” Jongho barked as his hand grabbed your upper arm, whirling you to face him.

“Full of myself!?” you retorted loudly, library be damned. 

Jongho’s eyes flared as if to tell you to quiet down. You continued, your voice a harsh whisper.

“If anyone here is full of themselves it’s you, Choi Jongho. You know how hard I work, and yet you just rub it in my face when all my time and effort is proven wasted when you score higher than me. You even go out of your way to flaunt how you spend all the time I use to study.

“And you have the nerve to call me annoying? When all you do is goof off in class, interrupt the professor, and generally give no fucks about the class when others are trying to pay attention? Give me a break.”

You spat your words like they were poison in your mouth, breathing harder with each sentence as you finally let out all of the things you’d been thinking for weeks. Something in Jongho’s face had changed, but you couldn’t quite tell what it was. He looked angry, which pissed you off.

He had no right to be angry with you.

You opened your mouth to continue ranting but before you could, Jongho’s hands were on your shoulders pushing your back into the nearest bookshelf. He was looking down at you, his own chest rising and falling. Some emotion akin to anger seemed set in his features as he looked down at you. You were both angry it seemed, staring at each other like they were the most hated person in your world.

Time seemed to freeze.

There you both were, arguing in the stacks and now Jongho had your back to the shelves. Jongho wasn’t sure what he had done either. He had been listening to you, getting more irritated with each word and then he had moved. He stared daggers at you beneath him, breathing hard. Then his eyes seemed to change. Anger turned to something like hunger.

You were no stranger to this change, either. With him this close, you could smell his cologne and it wrapped around your senses, dulling the sharp edges of your anger into a smoldering heat. You were keenly aware of how your heart hammered in your chest, how you could feel his breath against your cheek.

Then, the tension snapped.

Jongho’s lips were on yours in an instant, the kiss crushing and stealing every ounce of breath from your lungs. His body pressed yours into the shelves, one arm planted beside your head as his other hand grabbed the back of your neck and pulled you in. Anger transformed into passion in an instant, your arms lifting to wrap around the back of his neck as your lips returned his fervent touch.

The fire was burning you both from the inside out, the silence around the two of you filling with escaped breaths and the sounds of desperate kisses. His grip tightened in your hair at the nape of your neck and pulled your head back making you gasp, his lips trailing down your jaw and to your neck. A groan rolled from his chest, the arm beside your head sliding down to grip your waist with bruising force. Your hips rolled into his in response to the possessive touch.

“I’ve always wanted to do this,” he breathed against your neck, marking the spot he spoke with a flick of his tongue.

Those words snapped you out of whatever lustful haze you had been under and you suddenly realized what you were doing.

You shoved Jongho away so quickly it took him by surprise. 

What you saw when you got space between you–his blown wide gaze, red lips from how hard he had been kissing you, hair disheveled from your fingers having just been locked in his strands–confused you as you stood there with panting breaths.

“Y/N, wh–”

“Don’t. Jongho, don’t.”

You stopped him abruptly, holding up a hand as your eyes closed and your other pinched the bridge of your nose. What had just happened? What did he mean he’d always wanted to do this? He hated you as much as you hated him, didn’t he?

So what had you two just done?

Jongho stared at you in confusion, it taking a bit more time for him to snap out of whatever spell you’d both just been under. But as he did, he took a step back, dragging a hand down his face. Shit. He should have kept his mouth shut. He’d always enjoyed teasing you, seeing the way your nose scrunched when you were angry or how you’d purse your lips when you were irritated. At first, he had just been bullying you. There had been nothing more or less behind it.

But over time, he’d grown to like you.

And the more you nagged him, the more his feelings grew.

Seeing you so upset this time, and hearing what you’d said. It had hit a nerve in him.

He was upset at himself, for going too far this time. If it were only teasing, he didn’t think anything of it. But you seemed really hurt. He didn’t think you truly hated him, but when you’d spoken your mind, he began to realize he may have been wrong.

Pinning you against the stacks wasn’t a conscious decision he’d made. His body moved on its own. Seeing that hurt look on your face, he wanted to make you feel better and hurt whoever had caused it until he realized it was himself.

And then he kissed you.

He’d really fucked up.

Now wasn’t the time to apologize. He’d caught you off guard and while it felt like the feeling was mutual, he didn’t want to push you. You were still hurt, after all.

“I’ve got to go,” you said curtly, adjusting your backpack on your shoulder as you pushed past him like earlier.

“Y/N, wait–”

But you had already walked out of the stacks with quick steps, disappearing around the corner. 

Anything to escape the way he made butterflies take flight in your chest.

Stress Relief

Hongjoong x Fem!reader

| non idol au | friends with benefits to lovers |

He’s been your best friend and fuck buddy for over a year now, but what happens when a box of letters is found.

18+!!! MDNI plz&thnx

Warnings: Alcohol, intoxication, smoking weed bruh, mention of death, petnames (baby girl, sweet boy, good girl, brat, BDSM (dom & little duo, nipple play, spanking, sex toy, pinning), oral (m & f), possessive partners, unprotected sex, creampie, overstimulation, squirting

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writers note: sometimes I like to challenge myself and see how many rounds and finishes I can work into one story. Idk what my record is but this might be it. Okok lmao byeeee

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“Do you only visit me when you’re mad?” Hongjoong asked, leaning on the side of the doorframe. His head tilted as he eyed you, hair thrown in a messy bun and a bottle of tequila in hand.

He motioned for you to come in, closing the door behind you as you kicked off your shoes and plopped yourself on his large sofa.

“You’re good for stress relief,” you mumble, twisting the cap from the tequila before taking a long swing.

Hongjoong plopped down next to you, one arm wrapping around your shoulder as he grabbed the bottle, taking a drink himself. “Talk to me Vegas girl.”

You smacked his chest, a smile creeping onto your lips. It was his nickname for you, after having met at his bar’s Halloween party a year before.

“Just stupid work shit. My boss says all my designs suck and I can’t think of anything new, so she’s basically breathing down my neck all day.”

You grabbed the bottle, taking another drink. “Any my mother. I don’t understand why that woman is so eager for me to settle down and have kids.”

“I can help you have a kid”

You hit his chest again, “shut up” you laughed.

Working in the fashion industry was extremely time consuming, which left no time for real dating. Hongjoong just happened to stick around, growing closer over time. You caught feelings a while ago, but we’re to scared to admit it.

“Why do you think the creative block is happening?”

You sighed heavily, “I have no idea. The last good thing I came up with was after we spent Christmas together.”

A smirk took over Hongjoong’s face, his fingers playing with your hair. “That was a good Christmas.”

One thing you had in common was your hatred for the holiday. So rather than the present giving and fancy food, you two had ordered a bunch of junk, gotten a ton of weed and alcohol. Then spent hours fucking.

The tequila bottle was empty sooner than you wanted it to be, not realizing you had been chatting and venting about life for the past hour.

“Can you walk a straight line?” He teased, heading to his home bar and grabbing a few joints. He motioned for you to follow him to the balcony.

He watched as you tiptoed on a line in the wood, poking your nose with each pointer finger as you did. You were quite tipsy, but always had good balance.

“Yes I can, sir.” You smirk, brushing past him, squealing as he slapped your ass.

Your lungs filled with smoke as your eyes scanned over the city. The lights and sounds echoed, beautiful in its own way.

Hongjoong wrapped his arms around you, his head resting on your shoulder as you brought the joint to his lips.

You stayed like that for a while, silently smoking, relaxing into his arms.

His hand eventually started to sneak up the front of your shirt, his fingers sliding along the trim of your lace bralette before dipping inside. A soft moan escaped your lips as he started to twist and flick your nipple gently.

“Are you gonna be a good girl for me?” He asked, his breath hot against your ear.

“Maybe.”

His free hand slapped down on your ass, stinging the skin under the thing fabric of your leggings. “Cute.”

You rolled your hips into his, feeling his hardening cock through his pants. Giving your was a little wiggle, you hum happily

Hongjoong’s hand left your breast and quickly went to your neck, wrapping easily around it as he pulled your head back to look at him. “Don’t start that.”

“Or what?” You pushed into his crotch again.

You were definitely feeling the effects of the weed and tequila, it brought out your bratty side.

His grip tightened around your throat the smallest bit, “You know the punishment.”

You trailed your finger nails along his arm, watching as goosebumps followed in their path. “Punishment for what? Making your crumble under my touch?”

Hongjoong’s hand slid down your body, resting both his hands on your hips as he pulled your core into his, “Is that what you think?”

You spun in his grasp, placing a hand on his chest, “I don’t think. I know.” You leaned up on your tip toes, placing wet kisses along his jaw line.

Your opposite hand snuck into his pants, grasping his thick cock head, your thumb rubbing gently over the top, using his pre cum as lube.

Hongjoong moaned softly, his body tensed under your touch. You pushed his pants down a bit to expose his firm length, your hand giving him a few pumps before firming your grip a bit. You pulled him along by his cock back into the house.

You freed your grasp and pointed towards the couch, Hongjoong slapped your ass as you walked away and sat himself on the couch. He pulled his pants down a bit more, hand wrapping around his cock as he watched you.

You walked to the stereo system, putting on one of the playlists you made together.

“Oh, my sweet boy.” You smirked, eyeing his hand slowly pumping his length. You slowly took your shirt off, followed by your leggings before crawling onto the coffee table. “Eager aren’t you.”

“Says the one who’s already naked.”

You stopped midway on the table, leaning up and trailing your fingers across the lace strap of the bralette. “I still have this on. Why don’t you get rid of your clothes?”

He quickly stripped off his clothes as you propped yourself on the table, placing both your hands on your thighs as you eyed him.

Hongjoong grabbed you by the back of your head, not hard enough to hurt. He pulled you up to him, a soft whine escaping your lips as he roughly kissed you. “Are you gonna be a good girl now?”

You didn’t answer, instead gave him a little snarky look. He moved you with one hand, bending you over on the couch, your head on the cushion and ass in the air. You looked behind you as Hongjoong stroked his cock a few times before pushing deeply inside you.

He bottomed out and held himself there, his hand slapping down on your ass. You could feel yourself already leaking, walls clenching at the smallest amount of arousal.

You tried to move your hips but his hand slapped down, holding you in place. “You fucking brat.”

“What are you gonna do about it?” You contracted your walls around him, moaning softly. You looked at him with puppy dog eyes, biting your lip, “You can fuck me now or hold your load until my punishment is over.”

Hongjoong’s hips started to move the tiniest bit, his cock poking at your g-spot. His eyes locked with yours, “You want me to fuck your little pussy numb?” He pulled his cock mostly out before slamming it back in, repeating his actions. “Is that what you want baby girl?”

“Please, my sweet boy, please fuck me.”

His hips started to thrust, soft moans joining yours. You watched as his dark expression turned soft, his cock flowing in and out of your entrance. “Hongie…”’ You moaned, your release dripping down your legs.

Hongjoong pulled out quickly, his mouth clapping over your pussy, his tongue lapping and sucking at your clit. He slapped your ass again, making it sting red from the repeated smacks. “Come here.” He pulled you up into a kiss, his hands tangling into your hair.

You moaned into each other as Hongjoong sat on the couch, pulling you into his lap. You quickly lined his cock up with your entrance and slid down, starting to ride him, “You feel so fucking good.” You moaned, hips starting to pick up speed.

His hands reached up to grab your neck again, pulling your head to his as he gave you a sloppy kiss. “You like riding your sweet boys cock, don’t you?” He said against your lips, “That’s your fucking cock isn’t it?”

You smirked, kissing down his chin, up his jawline and sucking gently on his neck. “You’re all mine.” You whispered in his ear, your second climax quickly approaching. His cock firmed, hinting he was close to.

Hongjoong’s arms wrapped around you as your body picked up speed, his hips thrusting with yours. You brought your face back to his, pressing your foreheads together as your body started to shake. “Who’s your favorite little brat?”

Your bodies came to a stop as his cock started to twitch, filling you with his warm cum. “You know you are baby girl.” He kissed your lips softly, sweet tender kisses that made you tingle. “You belong to me.” He said quietly.

His words made you smile. You were both so possessive over each other, yet had no plans or even talked about committing. Things just worked out smoothly without labels. But fuck, you secretly wanted more.

You smiled down at Hongjoong, lifting your self off him, your combined releases dripping under you. “I like the sound of that, but now I have Taylor Swift suck in my head.” You laughed, skipping off to the bathroom.

He followed, using the bathroom after you before you both headed to his bedroom. You climbed onto his large bed, stopping when you spotted a wooden box on the nightstand. “What’s that?” You ask with a tilt of the head.

Hongjoong walked quickly to the other side of the bed and grabbed the box, his face flushing a deep red. “Hongie.” You shot him a ‘seriously’ look, since you two rarely kept secrets from one another.

“Seriously it’s nothing. Just a box.” He was trying to find a place to stash it, you were getting more and more curious.

“You’re being weird. What is it?” You laugh, crawling to the end of the bed where he was, you poked his side. “What are you hiding.”

Hongjoong held it a bit above his head, a small smile pulling at his lips from your tickling. “Stop, it’s stupid. You don’t want to know.” You kept poking and tickling, he backed into the dresser, causing the box to fall to the ground next to him.

You leaned over the bed, starting towards the flipped box.

“No, seriously Y/N, you don’t want to see that.”

When you flipped the box, there was a pile of letters and pictures of the two of you. Hongjoong sighed and sat on the bed, his head hung as you picked up the pile and scooted back.

“What…what is this?” You asked quietly, flipping through the pictures you had taken together over the past year. There were letters, with dates on them.

Hongjoong turned to you, looking shyly through his shaggy hair. “Everything I’ve wanted to say, but couldn’t.”

You flicked through the letters, just reading the dates. There were 12 in total, starting from the Halloween night you met. You swallowed hard, not knowing what to say.

“You can read them if you want.” His voice was shaky with nerves.

You moved to sit next to him, your heart racing as you looked at him. “Do you want me to?” You asked softly

He was quiet for a long moment before answering, “Yeah, I do.”

"Can you read them to me?"

You and Hongjoong went to the top of the bed, resting against the headboard.

He started the first letter.

“I didn’t expect to meet anyone after Haley died, especially someone who could make me smile like an idiot after an hour of knowing them. Dressed like a Vegas show girl, but with eyes that told a million stories. The most captivating smile. It hasn’t been this easy to talk in a long time, but they opened that side up again.”

He handed you the letter, along with a picture the bar photographer had taken of the two of you.

“You have me smiling like a fucking idiot. One night stands aren’t supposed to hang out until the early evening, at least from what I know. Your comfortable, your ora is calming. I feel guilty. Guilty for feeling happy. I don’t want to lose you, so friends will have to do for now.”

He handed you the second letter, you confirmed the date was the end of November, when you first hooked up with him.

Hongjoong spent a few more minutes carefully reading his letters and passing them to you. They all described his feelings towards you, how they grew, how he didn’t want to lose you. It made your heart do flips.

The last letter was from a few weeks ago, New Year’s Eve. He passed it directly to you, since it only had a few words on it.

“Tell her you fucking love her.”

You stared at the paper for a long moment, heart rate starting to increase again. Everything you had been to scared to admit to yourself, he had written on paper. It still scared you, those words. The thought of losing him. But what’s life without taking any risks.

“Look..I get it, if you don’t feel the same way.”

You quickly moved your body to straddle his, pressing your lips deeply into his as tears started to flow down your face. You didn’t want to stop kissing him, the sweet taste of his lips mixing with salty tears.

“Why are you crying?” He asked quietly, barely pulling away from your lips.

You looked into his eyes, “because I love you.” You paused, sniffing as he kissed away your tears. “And it scares the shit out of me.”

Hongjoong wrapped you in a hug, one that you returned happily. You held each other for a while, his hand slowly rubbing your back.

“I love you. I’m not going anywhere, okay?” He said, leaning back against the headboard, brushing some hair behind your ear.

“I’m not going anywhere either.” You smiled, kissing his lips again. “You’re not gonna go all mushy on me now, are you?”

He laughed, holding onto you as he flipped you on your back. “The letters are as mushy as I can get. For now.”

Hongjoong dipped his head down to gently kiss your lips, trailing soft kissed down your body as he pushed your legs apart. His lips kissed your thighs before his tongue started to work at your clit, lapping and sucking at your sensitive bud.

Maybe it was the emotional confession, but you swore everything felt more erotic than any other time.

You ball your hand in his hair, cursing quietly as his tongue worked quickly causing your body to twitch and tremble.

Hongjoong’s arms held your body down as you rode out another high, his eyes meeting with yours as he worked his way back up your body, lips crashing into yours.

His eyes went dark again, a smirk crossing his lips as he unexpected shoved his cock in your swollen entrance. His hand wrapped around your neck again, “You make me so happy baby girl.”

You squirmed a bit under him, his pelvis pushed down to hold your core in place. “My sweet boy, this is torture.” You whimpered, looking at him with puppy dog eyes.

“Exactly.” Hongjoong quickly leaned over to his bedside table, grabbing a small metallic bullet vibrator.

You whined quietly as the small toy started up, his hand slipped from your neck as he used it to lift himself a bit. He moved the toy slowly down your chest to your left nipple, pinching it between a finger and the toy. He repeated his actions with the right nipple.

Hongjoong continued to hold you down as he moved the vibrator down your body, sliding it between your folds and tucking it against your clit.

“Hongie…” you moaned, your breathing becoming more and more erratic as pressure built in your core. Hongjoong moved your arms above your head, hiding his head in your neck as he kept himself still inside you.

He whispered sweet nothings into your ear, nipping at your earlobe. Every little thing was pushing you closer to climax. He brought his lips to yours finally, kissing you sweetly as he laced your fingers together.

“You’re making me cum baby girl.” He moaned against your lips, his cock starting to empty another load inside you.

You could barely contain yourself, body shaking under his as the sound of your own juices mixed with the sound of the vibrator. “Baby….” You squeezed his hands with all your strength, his hips finally letting up a little as yours started to buck.

The vibrator slipped out and you started to grind your hips down quickly, juices leaking as you started to peak again.

“Please fuck me, my sweet boy. I need you to fuck me.”

Hongjoong let go of one of your hands to hold your hip as you arched off the bed, he slammed his cock deep in you as you released, screaming and cursing uncontrollably. His lips found yours again and you started to ride your high.

“Holy shit.” Hongjoong hissed, his own body reacting to your orgasm and joining in. He lifted you, holding you tight against his body as he slowly kissed your lips. You were barely able to hold yourself up, Hongjoong’s arms were the only thing hold you in place.

You weakly wrapped your arms around his neck, feeling dizzy and fulfilled more than ever. “Th-that was so good, my swe-sweet boy.” Your words were stuttered as you rested your head against his chest, trying to bring yourself out of the sex coma he had you in.

“Should I just carry you to the shower like this?

You nod, whining a bit as he climbed off the bed with you still attached. You wrapped your legs around him, moaning quietly at the sensation of his cock inside you, how wet and warm it felt.

“Fuck me again.” You said after finally catching your breath a bit, Hongjoong pulled back a bit, raising an eyebrow at you. “What? 3 loads in you isn’t enough?” He smirked, pecking your lips.

You giggled quietly, a shiver creeping up your spine as you felt his cock grow firm again. He pushed you against the wall, barely thrusting his hips.

“Oh, my sweet boy.” You placed a soft, but deep kiss on his lips. “I’m just starting to feel inspired.”

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[Demon!Park Seonghwa x Fem!Reader]

Warnings: smut, sexting (mentioned), oral (fem recieving) dom!Seonghwa, sub!reader, sex demon!seonghwa, Hwa has a big dick, praise kink, swearing, pet names used: princess, sweetheart, baby, hair pulling, hickeys, unprotected sex, please wrap it before you tap it, reader gets called a good girl

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The Club-Song Mingi

[Demon!Song Mingi x Fem!Reader]

Warnings: Smut, sex demon!Mingi, switch!Mingi, switch!reader, crying, jealous Mingi, love bites, making out, dry humping, pet names: sweetheart, baby, unprotected sex, please wrap it before you tap it

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"I've only got Mingi and San left."

Eric nodded as he sipped his drink. Both him and Felix were sitting across from you at a small cafe which you and Eric had discovered in your freshman year of college and continued to frequent ever since then. Eric had been bringing Felix along to your hang outs more and more frequently and you trusted him, so you decided to let him know about your demons and your current predicament. He hadn't believed you at first, but now had become one of your biggest support systems alongside Eric.

"And what happens after them?"

You chewed the straw of your drink gently and sighed, "They go back to the enchantress. If they can prove they love me, then I lose my memories and they're free from her contract to start over with me."

Felix tilted his head "And if they can't prove it?"

"Then they start all over again with someone new. And I'll never see them again, even though I'll still remember them."

"God that..." Eric took a sip of his coffee while he tried to work out exactly what that was, "that's evil."

You let out a hollow laugh "Yeah, that's one word for it."

"But they do love you right?" Felix took your hand in his and you let him, finding comfort in having his warm hands in your cold ones "If they love you why wouldn't they be able to prove it?"

"She's doesn't believe they can love Lix. They broke her sister's heart. That's why they're in this whole contract in the first place."

Eric hummed "So even if they find some way to prove it, she might not even believe them?"

You nodded sadly and Felix squeezed your hand, running his thumb over the back of it gently, "It'll all be okay y/n, I promise."

"You can't make that promise Lix."

"I know. But I can promise that whatever happens, Eric and I will be here for you."

"Thank you Lix."

"Yeah of course." He smiled, letting go of your hand to return back to his drink.

~

"But Lix seems to think that you'll be able to prove to the enchantress that you love me."

"Lix?" You could almost hear Wooyoung's jealousy through the phone "since when were you and him on nickname basis? Much less him knowing about us basis?"

You rolled your eyes "He's Eric's friend Wooyoung. And he's been spending a lot more time with us. He's a good guy, I trust him."

"And the nickname?"

"You're not jealous are you Woo?"

He scoffed "No. Why would I be?"

"Exactly. Why would you be? You're my boyfriend. Felix is just a friend. I feel the same way about him as I do about Eric."

"Yeah but does he feel the same way about you as Eric does?"

"Wooyoung," you sighed "Lix and Eric are seeing each other. He did have a crush on me yes, but realised that he had feelings for Eric that were stronger. You seriously have nothing to worry about."

There was silence over the phone before Wooyoung replied with an "Oh."

You laughed a little bit and shook your head, "Yeah oh."

"I'm sorry I was just-"

"Jealous? I figured. Come on Woo, I'm your girl. You know that."

"I do. I do know that."

"Good. Now did you tell Mingi I'm planning on summoning him tonight?"

"Yunho did."

You smiled "Perfect. I'll call you tomorrow Woo, okay?"

"Okay. I love you."

Your heart warmed and your smile softened, "I love you too."

~

"Wow, you've really outdone yourself."

You grinned upon hearing Mingi's deep voice and opened your eyes to see the demon standing in your kitchen, a smile on his face. You bounded over to him to peck his lips before leading him over to your dining table. "Thank you, I did try."

"Shouldn’t I be doing this kind of stuff for you?"

You shook your head and began to serve the both of you dinner, "nope. You guys have done so much for me already. I wanted to reciprocate. And what better way then dinner followed by mindblowing sex?"

"Mindblowing you say?" He raised an eyebrow and you laughed, feeling your cheeks heat up.

"Well, we'll just have to see about that. Don't know if I can live up to all the other sex demons you fuck but I'll give it a go."

"From what I've heard you will definitely live up to expectations." He winked at you and you shook your head.

"Eat your dinner, then we can talk more about it."

So Mingi dropped it while the both of you ate dinner, conversation freely flowing between the two of you. And after you'd both cleaned up, you led Mingi over to your couch, sat him down and kissed him, climbing on top of him.

"Hey."

He laughed, hands coming up to caress your waist, "Hey baby."

"What'cha doin'?"

Mingi laughed again and drew you closer, kissing you once more, "making out with a pretty girl. What are you doing?"

"Making out with a pretty guy." You grinned at him before ducking to kiss and nip at his neck. You were surprised when Mingi whimpered and melted under your touch, but you continued to suck little purple love bites into his neck. "Like that sweetheart?"

He breathed out a "Yes," and you grinned, rolling your hips into his to make him moan.

"Mmm, good," you trailed kisses and love bites all across Mingi's neck and jaw while grinding your hips over his, drinking in his moans and whines and ignoring the way his hips bucked into yours, chasing more friction than what you were already providing him and also ignoring the wetness pooling in your underwear "You're a bit greedy though aren't you sweetheart?"

"Yes, I'm sorry. You just feel so nice y/n."

You giggled and moved away from his jaw to look at him "It's okay sweetheart. I understand. You want to fuck me now?"

Mingi nodded quickly "Please yes. I should prep you first though, let me prep you baby."

You nodded and Mingi grinned before flipping you over so that you were laying underneath him on the couch. He wasted no time taking off your clothes and slipping his fingers inside your wet heat, grinning again when you moaned desperately for him. Mingi's fingers were long and thick and they stretched you out so well for him. You were grinding your hips desperately into his hand and he laughed softly.

"Who's greedy now baby?"

You whined and gripped onto his arm "Mingi please don't tease. I'm ready. Just please fuck me," your pleas dissolved into a loud moan as Mingi curled his fingers inside of you before pulling them all the way out. He hovered over you with a grin and the both of you moaned in sync when he pushed all the way into you.

"Fuck baby," Mingi was almost embarrassed at how much having your wet walls wrapped around his cock was affecting him, "you feel so so good."

You sighed, gripping onto Mingi's biceps as you got used to the feeling of having him inside of you, "you too. Fuck Mingi, you can move sweetheart. Please move."

Mingi nodded before beginning to fuck his cock into you, pulling a moan out of you each time he bottomed out inside of you. He answered with a moan of his own, eyelids fluttering. Your living room was filled with the sound of Mingi's hips, smacking into your own as he fucked you.

"M-more, Mingi...I need more." He nodded and pulled out of you only to turn you so that you were on all fours, before slamming back inside of you, making you cry out. He could hit so much deeper inside of you in this position and it made all the more difference.

"That's it huh? Like this?" Mingi didn't let you reply before he continued, "My balls are soaked baby, all because of you."

You nodded, hanging your head between your shoulders as your moans increased in pitch and volume. You were praying that your neighbours had gone out for the night because you did not need to recieve any noise complaints and you really couldn't keep your noises down, not when Mingi was fucking you like this. His hips smacking into your ass with every hard thrust. You felt yourself being drawn closer and closer to the edge with every thrust of Mingi's hips and you began to fuck yourself back onto him grinning when his moans increased in pitch.

"Fuck that's it baby, fuck yourself onto me. Gonna make me cum like that."

"Good," you moaned "want you to cum. Gonna make me cum too."

"Perfect baby," Mingi purred "Cum with me y/n. Cum with me."

You and Mingi let out twin, loud, desperate moans and you reached your orgasm together, Mingi spilling inside of you as you creamed around him. He fucked you through your orgasm and managed to turn you around so that you were seated on top of him, cock still buried deep inside of you. You sighed softly and snuggled into him, panting quietly.

"Mmm that was good."

"Yeah? Perfect. Want me to pull out yet?"

You shook your head "no. You can stay inside for a bit."

Mingi nodded and put his head on your shoulder, holding you to him. He began to rub your back gently.

"I'm glad you were the one who picked our card y/n."

You smiled softly "I'm glad I picked it too."

"And you know whatever happens that we really, really care about you?"

"I know. And I really really care about you guys too."

"...even with Felix around?"

You pulled away to look at Mingi and laughed "I'm sorry? You're jealous too?"

"Well," his cheeks were red "Wooyoung said you were calling him Lix now."

"Did Wooyoung also say that he's been going on dates with my best friend?"

Mingi shook his head "No. He missed that part."

"You seriously don't need to worry about Felix. No matter what happens, okay?"

Mingi nodded and you put your head back into his neck, with a small grin on your face, "he is pretty cute though."

"Y/n!" Mingi sounded scandalised and you laughed.

"I'm joking! He's cute in the way a puppy is cute, not like how you're cute."

"How exactly am I cute?"

You smiled and moved to peck his lips, shifting on his cock a bit, grin widening when you hear his breath hitch. "Take me to bed and I could show you just how much?"

Mjngi nodded quickly and hoisted you up before walking you both to your room, the two of you giggling and sharing loving kisses the whole time.

Yeah. No matter what happens at the end of this contract, your demons will always care about you. And you them.

Even if you end up forgetting all about them.

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