I Was Suddenly Inspired By This One Clip Of A Female Idol (I Don't Remember Who [Found Out It Was Yeji])

I was suddenly inspired by this one clip of a female idol (I don't remember who [Found out it was Yeji]) that's been on my mind for some reason where she's wearing cargo pants i think with 'g-string' straps and the comments were saying that they were attached to the pants. I'm bad at describing things but basically I couldn't stop thinking about how those straps would look on the boys but I was mainly thinking of Chan.

I just think...Maybe you and Chan had been in some sort of relationship for a while and you gifted him a guys thong as a joke since you guys have settled into a comfortable relationship and like to joke with each other.

I don't know what else to say. 😅 This was a spur of the moment thought. (This turned out to be a one shot) Tags: Male reader, suggestive at the end, subby chan, "you" are younger then Chan, you/your pronouns.

It was a joke, saying he might look good in it but he didn't actually have to try it but one day, you were cleaning the dorm and found a random flash drive. You walked to Chan's room to see if it was his but were pleasantly surprised to see not just him quickly pulling down his shirt to hide something but the quick glimpse of a familiar white and red adorned to his hips.

You walk over to him, kicking the door closed, and placed your hands on his waist as he play innocent and asked what you needed. The drive and original train of thought you had left as soon as you saw it, you ignore Chan and glide your hands down his torso, feeling him shiver as his knees almost go weak and his hands fly to hold your forearms as his breathing becomes shallow while he watches your every move.

You take a moment to appreciate and look over his outfit, for once he's wearing something other than black, dark khakis and your white baggy shirt with a crudely drawn derpy cat with a middle finger. Your eyes catch on his hips and your hands proceed to scrunch the shirt in your fists that rest above his hips.

A small, barely audible gasp escapes you as you examine the fabric on his hips. They were from the brand Loverboy, the red band was purposefully pulled further up on the sides to be seen, taking the same path as his v-line into his pants. "J-Jagi?" Chan stutters out, feeling the same small feeling whenever he's under your roaming gaze. "Is it...bad?" Your eyes shoot up to his, noticing the sheepish look in his eyes before leaning forward, hands dropping the shirt in favor of feeling Chan's skin under your palms as you lead into a feverish kiss, immediately turning your kiss of reassurance into the start of a make out session.

You hum when his one of his hands find purchase at the back of your neck, gripping your hair to pull you closer as he relaxes in your hold while the other rests lazily on your pec, fisting the material of your top as he lets go and his worry melts away. Your hands slide to his hips and your thumb rubs back and forth on his skin and where the edge of the band ends. Tilting your head slightly to the left, you deepen the kiss, pulling him in closer, his hand on your chest sliding up to rest on your shoulder and the other moving from your hair to your jaw.

You loved it when he was relaxed, wether it be at the mercy of your hands in bed or cuddling on the couch while a movie you two lost interest in a while ago plays in the background as you just stare at each other. You know how much work he does and when he's relaxed, you're relaxed.

A small whine escapes from his mouth into yours, a sign that says he needs air but doesn't want to pull away, he never wants to pull away, so you do what you always do and pull away first but not too far, Chan doesn't like you being too far away.

The both of you pant, taking small gasps of air that you both can feel blow on your lips as you catch your breath. "D-Do you...Like me...wearing them?" He asks with a small voice between gasps of air. "Do I ever." You replied with the same tone, hands sliding out from under his shirt to behind him, squatting down slightly as you grip his thighs below his ass before picking him up effortlessly, a small protest with a yelp comes from Chan before he settles with his legs around your waist and arms holding a bit tighter around your neck as your hands settle on his ass.

"I might just get you more, Hyung." Chan blushes, hiding his burning face in your neck like he always does when he realizes just how pliant he gets from his dongsaeng, his group member, but most importantly his boyfriend.

You carry him over to the bed, carefully, albeit a little roughly, putting him on the bed. The shirt riding up slightly and Chan goes to fix it before you grab his hands and move to lightly pin them next to his head, eyes once again trailing along his hips, looking at sight of the bands next to his v-line and repeatedly trailing the straps down to his waistband a couple times before bringing your gaze back to his eyes that have started to glaze over with anticipation and excitement.

You lean down, kissing him again before forcing your tongue between his plush red lips, he immediately opens them, and swiping your tongue over his before pulling back, his eyes now glazed with need and desire for more as you smile, one hand untangling from his to bring it up and lift his chin slightly with your pointer finger while your thumb rubs his red, spit covered, plush bottom lip.

"Don't worry, Hyung, I'll treat you with more if you like them so much. At the moment, let your dongsaeng treat you to something else." You smirk when he whines, head softly falling back as his body fully relaxed, his body at your mercy as you lean back down, relinking your hand with his as you kiss him again and your tongue tangles with his and claims it as yours.

Did...Did I just write a suggestive drabble? With a coherent plot? that also kinda turned me on again too? I kinda also want to do scenarios of how reader reacts to the other members but that might be too much for me.

I'm really proud of this. I'm also trying to get into writing for you, the reader, more often cause my character inserts aren't getting much love and I have an experimental theory that Male readers are a more popular read than character inserts. That's my own theory though.

What's a bit funny is that I thought of this while rereading @moonlightndaydreams Skz Family fic 😂 kind of unrelated but it's put me in a sort of mood that has me wanting to finish "More than Group Mates"

I'm sorry my first series ever hasn't been updated much, haven't really been in the mood to write smut or anything at all. I guess if I just type out my thoughts, the actions and scenes and what's happening come to me and my writers block is gone.

Anyway, I hope you like this. I do.

Okay bye. ✌🏼

Taking a mental time out from smut cause it's just not working but the Full Thong fic for IN and Jeonglix-Reader fic will be out soon.

For now, was wondering if this series idea would be interesting to anyone else.

A Buzzfeed Esque video "A day with a celebrity"

The series would be Nine parts and each chapter would be what the MC did in the day with each member. The ninth part would be what they did as a whole.

Here's what I have so far. (?) means it might be changed.

BC: Chill Studio (?)

LM: Cat Cafe (?)

CB: Takes MC to the gym (lol)

HH: Either dance studio or he and MC paint together

LF: Brownies :3

I'm getting interested in my idea and suggestions for activities would be absolutely fantastic cause I'm running out of ideas and I'll even tag you to credit for the idea.

I know at least some people like my writing and I feel like I'd have fun writing this. I'm having fun thinking of it.

🥹

𝘄𝗼𝗿𝗱𝘀・1.2k / 𝗽𝗮𝗶𝗿𝗶𝗻𝗴・chan x gn!reader / 𝗴𝗲𝗻𝗿𝗲𝘀・fluff, fluff, fluff, hurt/comfort, established relationship, berry being the perfect baby angel she is. inspired by these bubble messages and @cosmic-railwayxo's treachery. (love u deni)

𝟬𝟲:𝟯𝟲 — “Where’s my baby, hm?”

This is the question on Chan’s lips the moment he lets go of the bedroom door, closed with agonizing caution as to not wake the figure still curled up under the duvet inside.

It’s early. Early enough so the walls are colored a rich beige by new rays of sunlight, so his footsteps are the only sound reverberating around the hallways when he commences his search. Early enough to evidence how he was only bestowed a few hours of sleep before waking up with a budding headache and leaden eyelids.

But he doesn’t mind the lack of rest, not this time. Not when there’s a wad of love with a freckled snout and floppy ears under the same roof for the first time in too long.

“Berry?” Chan calls, his voice tattered and low, like sandpaper. He rakes his eyes over the spots he remembers to be her favorite. Maybe they’ve changed since he was last home. Maybe everything has changed since he was last home.

The thought causes a familiar pang to go off within him, poignant and powerful, but the quiet scuffle of paws against hardwood takes the edge off the guilt straightaway.

Chan finds the beginnings of a smile on his lips before she even rounds the corner, and when she does, well. His grin might as well split his face down the middle. He’s on his knees in seconds, outstretched hands rediscovering home in the puppy’s silky fur as she clambers onto him with blown pupils and excited pants.

His adoring coos of her name falter into muted laughter, which then fragments into a sob. His vision narrows to his precious girl and then starts to blur. When Berry climbs up to give his cheek a few happy licks, she’s fascinated by its saltiness.

You emerge from the bedroom a little over an hour later. Sleeping is hard enough when you’re jetlagged, and even harder when there’s only mattress where you remember Chan’s warm solidity to be. The fabric of Chan’s hoodie suppresses your vocalization of his name as you ungracefully pull it over your torso, still struggling to rouse your body from sleep.

Your beckon produces no response. You wrap a hand around the nearest door frame and peek your head into the living room, a little more alert now.

“Chan? Baby?”

You feel silly. How many visits has it been for you to still feel this nervous, wandering around Chan’s family home? Yet you undoubtedly are, whether because of your absentee boyfriend or that his whole family is a few walls away. You pad through the silent abode with mounting trepidation and intense care to not make any more sound than necessary.

Then you reach the family room and instantly come to a standstill, hands drifting to your sides, features deliquescing to a soft smile. 

Lying on the nearest couch is your boyfriend, head propped up on top of his elbow, his fluttering lashes and gently oscillating shoulders indicating that he’s asleep. You can’t see his face below his eyes, as he has his nose nuzzled into the Cavalier spaniel resting securely in his arms, snoring tacitly into his sleeve, slumbering as deeply as her human companion.

You’ve been stumbling upon Chan sleeping in unexpected places for the better part of two years now, but you still liquefy every time as if it’s the first. These are the moments, you’ve come to realize, when you can care for him in ways he would never let you while conscious: a lift of his laptop off his thighs, a brush of your lips against his hairline, a cardigan draped lightly over his back. These are the moments when you understand in full how far you’ve come together, for him to trust you with his exhaustion with such transparency, to be so vulnerable as to leave you with memories of him that he’ll never have.

Despite your prolonged experience, it’s hard to describe what exactly you’re feeling in this moment. The mere mention of Berry has always dissipated the shadows that veil his face, has always chased off the burdens that cling to his spine. How do you put it into words, seeing your happiness at his happiest?

It suddenly occurs to you that the window beside them is cracked open. That, and you spotted extra quilts in the top shelf of Chan’s closet last night.

Chan’s eyelids lift when he feels the gentle weight of a blanket fall upon his body; so do the corners of his lips, when the culprit materializes before him. Sitting on the edge of the couch, a hand hovering over his frame, face creased into a flinch.

“Sorry,” you whisper, closing the distance between your fingers and the curve of his neck. The pad of your thumb moves over his cheekbone like a willow branch skimming water. “I didn’t think that would wake you up.”

Both of you up, you mentally amend, seeing as Berry has noticed your presence and is wagging her tail with enough vigor for it to thump against Chan’s chest. He lets her wriggle out of his arms and into yours; you emit a noise of glee and gather her into you.

If only you had seen the expression he wears then, watching your eyes scrunch closed at the frenzied kisses she presses to your face. His first love and his very last.

“Don’t apologize,” he answers. “I’m the one who should be sorry for leaving you in bed, angel, I just…”

His voice trails off, but he knows by the softness in your irises when they meet his that you already know.

You move like clockwork. Chan presses up into the back of the couch, the quilt’s edge lifted in wordless invitation. It is your chest that Berry burrows into this time, the top of her head sliding into the space between your chin and the sofa’s cushion. It is Chan’s chest that you’re folded into, the arms around your waist like the coziest of cabins in a sun-spattered wood. It is the back of your neck that he nuzzles his nose into, but not before he litters gossamer kisses across the expanse of skin, as if printing the notes to a lullaby he knows well.

Everything is warm, so warm, so right, and jetlag starts to feel like a distant trouble.

You open your mouth while teetering on the cusp of a dream.

“Baby?” 

He hums into you, listening.

“Always be happy, okay?”

You don’t notice the solitary tear that traverses the bridge of his nose, lands in the cotton of your hood, and dyes the bunched-up fabric a few shades darker. You don’t notice how his embrace around you tightens marginally, like how one’s eyes can’t help but find their dearest possession when the building’s on fire.

“Okay,” he whispers, and kisses your nape once more. Your and Chan’s eyes close together. Berry licks your chin again, then follows suit.

(Another hour later, Chan’s parents walk into the family room. They decide to go out to breakfast for fear of making too much noise in the kitchen, Chan’s mother blotting away tears as she ducks into shotgun, Chan’s father laughing at her sentimentality while blinking back his own.

Another few hours later, Hannah takes maybe fifty-some photographs of the triad of unmoving heaps occupying their couch. Then she grumbles at Berry for being dead asleep at eleven in the morning: “Those two arrived here from across the world yesterday. What’s your excuse?”)

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The start of this starts off a little weirdly but as I wrote it, I got more into the flow of it.

This is inspired by Han at the TMA cause oh my god that outfit he wore was just 🥵 I can’t, he’s just- inexplainable, I hope it makes sense.

Kai’s sanity was slowly diminishing the longer he glanced and stared at the other male.

He’s gotta remember to thank the stylists after this.

His grip on Minho’s shoulder, resting there originally just to have a hand on a member as they gave speeches, got tighter without him realizing. A sneaky slap to Kai’s stomach almost snaps him out of his daze which he thought was just looking over the audience but it was actually on the young rapper.

“Kai.” Minho mutters and nudged him again which got him to look over at him and release his hold. “Sorry.” He mutters as he rubbed the area he was gripping. “You okay?” He asks, trying to not look obvious as he checked the other. “Y-yeah, I will be.” “What’s wrong?” “Nothing to be discussed at the moment.” Minho nods and goes back to looking at the other members.

Afterwards, even after the TMA, they were getting ready to change when Chan spoke up, asking if the stylists and staff could leave for a moment for, what he said, members talk.

“Chan, what did you want to talk about?” “Oh, nothing.” “Then why did you send everyone out?” Kai had a suspicion of why he sent them out, his hand practically twitching at his sides, waiting to move.

“Go ahead.” “Uh…” “I’m not dumb, Kai. Minho isn’t the only one that saw your staring.” Kai’s eyes widen as it felt like his heart beat picked up. “Really?” “Yeah.”

Kai was out of his makeup chair and over to Jisung on the couch immediately, who was once sitting and slouching against the couch was now pushed onto his back with lips crashing into his.

Minho, who was sitting on the other end, laughed at Kai’s eagerness, abnormally calm as his leg was subjected to being Han’s pillow.

Kai’s left hand moved to the crook of Han’s knee to bend the joint before he pulled his own knee to be underneath it to be closer but to support himself from laying on the younger completely.

Dragging his hand from his knee, up his thigh, and to his waist, he slips his left hand under the cutouts at his hips while two fingers slide under his waistband, trying to pull Han closer as he arches further into Kai’s hold. Kai’s right arm had slid under his arched back, holding him close. The older male hums softly as he forces his tongue through Han’s lips to slowly lick into his mouth, the way Han always likes it. He likes rough kisses but slow make outs had him turning to putty.

Kai was surprisingly resisting the urge to go further, settling for just kissing him and touching. Han has relaxed from the initial shock, tilting his head with Kai as his right hand rests on Kai’s shoulder and his left on the back of his neck.

“How long will they go?” “Who knows, Kai almost looked hungry on stage.” Minho replied to Changbin. “You good there?” Chan said with amusement in his tone as he looked at Minho’s situation. “I’m fine.”

Jisung weakly tried to push Kai away but all his strength had left him when Kai’s tongue tangled with his. He whines, dropping his right hand from Kai’s shoulder to slap Minho’s knee. The dancer looks up from his phone, watching as Jisung tried to push Kai again before he moved his hand to the back of Kai’s head, tangling his finger into the blond locks on the back of his head. Kai groans at the feeling before he yelps when his hair is being pulled and he’s being separated from the young rapper.

Han leans his head further back onto Minho’s thigh while he catches his breath. Looking back up, Kai is twisted slightly, leaning on his right arm as his left hand holds himself up next to Han’s hip. “Ow, Hyung, that hurts.” Kai complains as he adjusts all his weight onto his arm to bring his left hand up to the hand pulling his hair.

“He was trying to push you off and you weren’t moving, had to do something.” Kai pouts as he drops his hand. “What’s that face for?” Minho asked with a smile. “Ow…” Kai mutters quietly making the other snicker and loosen his grip to scratch the sore area.

Han then stutters underneath them. “W-What did I d-do to g-get that?” “You didn’t do anything, it was this outfit.” “O-Oh, too much?” “Not at all.” Kai was gonna lean down again to kiss him but Minho held him back. “Min!” He whines before the hand leaves his head and he falls into Han’s neck, leaving small kisses along the side.

“Kai, we do need to bring staff back in here at some point.” The blond whines, rolling onto his side and bringing Jisung with him, going from making out to just holding him. “But Channie-hyung~” “Kai, we can’t be here forever.” He grumbles, settling his head into Minho’s thigh as he pulls Han to lay on his bicep next to the dancers leg. “Fine.”

Chan brought the staff back in, a few smiling at Kai and Jisung on the couch. Kai held Jisung tightly but not so much he couldn’t get up when his name was to be called but for now, Jisung buried his burning face into Kai’s chest and wrapped his arms around him. Minho stayed as Kai’s pillow until he was called, scrolling on his phone with one hand while the other played with Kai’s hair.

He was able to hold himself back this long, he’s not sure if he’ll be able to hold himself off when they get home.

Should i try to make a part 2?

Anyway,,,

I just couldn’t resist. This outfit is deadly and it just drove me nuts.

My child (not actually, she’s an old school mate and I love her so much as if she’s my own child, I’m too young) posted something on her insta and I loved it and this is the inspiration.

Deciding to do Hyung line and Maknae line for once. This is also my first, I think, time doing a quick shot like this with all the members separate. Also, before I decided to write the two separate groups, I almost forgot to write Changbin’s 😅 Also…Have a reader post for once…since I only post inserts (sorry bout that)

“Hey, Chan, do you want an apple slice?” Mn asked, slicing said apple as Chan walked into the kitchen. “Sure.” He sat at the kitchen island and expected to have one placed on his palm but instead Mn grabbed his jaw, turning Chan to face him. The apple slice in between Mn’s teeth was moments away from just jamming against Chan’s lips with how quick he appeared before Chan opened his mouth and took the other part of the apple.

His eyes widened, staring at Mn whose eyes remained on Chan’s mouth. He realized Chan hadn’t bitten yet and smirked, biting the slice himself before pulling back and walking back over to the rest of his apple while chewing. After he finished cutting his apple, he looked back to Chan, he was chewing the apple but slowly, seemingly still trying to process what just happened.

“M-Mn?” Chan said softly before the male walked out of the kitchen, he turns around, hand stilling mid air as he went to take another bite of his snack. “Yes?” He smiled, taking a bite from the slice in his hand. “C-Can I have another slice?” Mn chuckles and walks back over to Chan, smiling as he took Chan’s jaw into his hand again and leaned in.

He never grabbed another slice and he ended up having to throw the rest of his apple away as it turned brown.

Lee Know is sassy, Mn knows this. He was simply wanting to share his snack.

“Min, you want a slice?” He asked, chewing on the bite he just took and reaching a slice up to the dancer who stood next to him in front of the couch in the dressing room. “Sure.”

He took the slice but then looked at it and smirked. “It’s your last one though, we can share it.” He said when he saw the male ball up the trash the slices were in and throw it away in a nearby bin. “Oh, sure.” Mn thought Lee Know would just break it in half but shock took over his features when Lee Know leaned over him, left hand holding himself up next to Mn’s head on the back of the couch as his right hand brought the slice up to his mouth and he leaned forward.

Mn panicked but ultimately took the other half between his teeth. He suspected Minho purposely left him a small half as their lips just barely touched as he took a bite, still staring at the slice before he looks up to Minho’s eyes which were full of mischief. “You’re welcome.” He said and walked off chewing the apple.

“Damn it, Min…” Mn muttered to himself, his hands flying to his burning face as he hides his flustered grin and his soft giggles.

“Mn, can i have some of your fruit?” “Why?” “Please?” Mn honestly could never resist Changbin’s aegyo, the male pulling his cute voice, asking for the fruit again and just being his goofy self.

“Oh my goodness.” Mn cringes but he can’t help but laugh at his antics. They were sitting on the couch in the practice room, other members either relaxing on the floor, getting drinks, or using the restroom.

“But Bin, it’s not my fault you don’t prepare your own snacks before leaving.” The rapper pouts, slouching into the couch slightly as he crosses his arms. “I’m sorry, Bin. That came out ruder than I intended. Would you like a slice as an apology?” Changbin couldn’t resist the small smile on his face as he nods.

Mn took an apple slice out of the snack baggy he put them in and Changbin held out his hand but Mn slapped it away, confusing him before he said a quick “Just open your mouth.” and Changbin thought he was just gonna feed him. He was…but not in the way Changbin thought.

He did what Mn said before he let out a noise of shock when Mn put the slice in his own mouth before leaning forward. Although shocked and slow to react, Changbin took a bite from the apple then Mn pulled away smiling at his shocked expression.

“Yah! Why’d you do that?!” He yelled around the apple and Mn laughed. “Cause you’re cute when you’re flustered.” The male smirked and took another bite from a slice he took out of the bag before putting the remainder away in his duffle, deciding to be extra cheeky and tilt Changbin’s head up by his chin and confidently stealing a chaste kiss from him as he walked by him over to the members that have returned.

Changbin’s face had a tint of red as his eyes followed Mn’s figure. “Hyung, why is your face so red?” Felix asked him as Mn smirked behind the boy. “Yah! Don’t worry about it!” He shied away but was still his boisterous self. Mn laughed and shook his head.

Maybe he’ll share more slices with him later…

Hyunjin is a drama queen. (This has nothing to do with his part, he’s just dramatic)

Mn had been the only one awake in his dorm, or so he thought. He got a text from Hyunjin while he was getting a late night snack, asking him why he was making so much noise. Mn replied back asking why the dancer was still awake and he sent a photo of him sketching something. Mn shook his head, he thinks Hyunjin should be asleep and not drawing but he just shrugs and asked if he could join him, which he said yes and to bring him a snack too.

He was almost done slicing his mango when he asked if the male wanted some of his mango cause he didn’t want to make another and he said it was fine.

After washing his hands and grabbing the plate and a fork, he walked to Hyunjin’s room, not knocking and just walking in while quietly closing the door behind him. Hyunjin was curled up in his chair in a way that looks uncomfortable for anyone else, one leg hanging off the chair and the other pulled up so his knee was at his chest as he leaned closely to the sketchbook on his desk, left hand on his raised knee with his chin resting on the back of it. He was very squished on himself and Mn found it kind of amusing.

Hyunjin hadn’t noticed him walk in, Mn now noticing the headset on his head. He smiles, picking up a slice and walking over to Hyunjin. He sets the plate down, seeing Hyunjin glance over but not look at him, before moving his left hand to almost place his palm on his throat but his thumb and finger grab his jaw, tilting his head up to look at him. Hyunjin’s eyes widen as he looked at his eyes, then the slice in between his lips before Mn leans down, Hyunjin taking the slice last minute and slowly takes a bite, his thoughts still trying to catch up with him.

Mn went to pull back when Hyunjin stopped him. He tried to speak after chewing the rest of the bite but no words came out. “Want another?” Hyunjin hesitantly nods and Mn grabs another piece. He went to do it again but Hyunjin stopped him, grabbing his hand to put it back under his jaw and Mn huffs a laugh before getting close enough for Hyunjin to take another bite but he got closer, taking his half before fully kissing Mn.

Hyunjin forgot about his sketch and Mn’s snack was well shared.

Oh my god i got my motivation back.

This fic is in the Skz family universe with Lina 🤭

I want to thank @moonlightndaydreams @queenmea604 and @noellllslut for replying to my one post and giving me tips for a topic I was squeamish about. This is the trial run of that topic.

Haha I literally spent all day writing this but I love how I wrote it so I hope you enjoy it too 😅 This is really long but I swear it’s worth the read.

{Happy New Year, 1.2.24 update: I did change this to a M/n fic where before it was a Character insert} MR = Male Reader | Mn = Male Name

Warnings: Smut, oral 🫢 (MR and Lina receiving), Lina deep throating MR, MR face fucks Lina, unprotected (Wrap b4 tap), fingering (Lina), MR is a soft Dom and ???? (This information has been classified to be a surprise), Lina is subby, secret affair (I don’t condone cheating), small moment of doubt, Noona/mommy kink, sir kink 🫢

Mn felt like there were eyes on him the whole night. The whole time he played with little Channie, the whole time he chatted with Binnie, and the whole time he hung out and helped make dinner with the other adults.

It was a burning gaze, he could feel it all over his body with a shiver running up his spine. He didn’t know what could be happening or where this feeling was coming from until he looked, trying to find the cause while cutting some ingredients for dinner when his eyes landed on the culprit.

Lina, his brother-in-law’s brother’s wife. She didn’t even notice that Mn had caught her, her eyes either lingering or glancing to his hands while she prepares another item to be cooked, her husband next to her who sits on his phone, waiting to do something.

Mn glances at his hands before looking back up at Lina who notices that his hands have stopped cutting the vegetables and looks up slowly, not because she’s realized she’s been caught and his trying to look shy but she’s tracing the outline of muscles she can see beneath his shirt before her eyes meet Mn's.

Eyes widened before she straightens herself out and goes back to finishing her task with a flushed face and ears.

The ravenette’s brows furrowed before he shook it off and made a few more slices before turning to his sister with a smile and handing her the cutting board of veggies.

He stands from the stool he was perched upon and goes over to the sink behind Lina and Seungmin, even though he saw her reaction to catching her red handed at undressing him mentally, he momentarily forgot as he placed his hands on her waist to move her closer to the table in order to get behind her, causing the woman in question to gasp and her eyes widen as she looked up at Mn before looking back down as she felt the knife against her finger.

No cut, but it snapped her out of her day dream. “Careful, Lina.” Mn mutters as he saw the mistake but Lina’s mind was elsewhere momentarily.

“Careful, Lina.” Mn said with a smirk as he held down her hips. “It’s okay, Lina. Just enjoy yourself, okay?” He said with a cocky smile as his tongue went back to lay flat and lick up her core, the woman shuttering as she lets out a broken moan when his tongue went back inside and his nose nudged her-

She was brought back again when Seungmin waved a hand in front of her face and she blinks, clearing her throat as she sees Mn at the sink. “I’m gonna…go to the restroom real quick. Seung, can you finish this for me?” Seungmin looks up from his phone and smiles, taking the knife a board from his wife, finally happy to be occupying his hands instead of doing nothing.

Lina’s departure was quick and Mn noticed her grip on his skirt as her quicks steps take her to the bathroom.

Mn's eyes trail after her, staring at the door before looking back down to his hands, watching as the water washes the suds off his hands slowly as he thinks.

Why was Lina staring at him? Did he have a cut he didn’t notice? No, there’s nothing stinging as he washes them. She stared at his shirt, too. Was there flour from the dumpling dough on his shirt, no he wore Hyuna’s apron for that. She jumped when he walked behind her, she must’ve been zoned out cutting the green onions, he didn’t mean to scare her.

“Mn-Oppa, you’ve been washing your hands for practically five minutes.” Hyuna calls out as she looked up from grabbing the green onions from her brother-in-law. Mn blinks, shaking his head while inhaling slight as he turned the water off and dried his hands. “Sorry, got stuck in my head.” “You okay?” “Yeah, just…work stuff…nothing to important.” “Okay. Come to think of it, Lina has been in the bathroom for a while, can you check on her?” Hyuna asks, seeing as Seungmin took his place at the sink to wash his hand, she herself was putting the chopped veggie into the pot and his brother-in-law was holding Channie on his hip, bouncing him around as he tried to sneak the two of them bits of dinner behind Hyuna’s back.

“Yeah.” He sets the towel down and walks over to the bathroom, knocking on the door only to not get an answer. “Lina-noona? You okay?” Going to knock again, his knuckle taps against the door only for it to creak open slightly, he stepped back, thinking she was coming out, only to see through the mirror, an empty room. He opens the door fully, looking around, confusion etched on his features as he steps out of the room.

He could’ve sworn he saw her go through that door, but thinking back, he now noticed in his memory that she went through the door next to the bathroom, what is technically the guest room but had been turned into Mn's room when he moved in with the rest of the family at his sisters request. “I just want all the family under one roof, is that so much to ask for?” He remembers from when Hyuna asked him to move in.

Why would Lina go to his room? He went to open the door but it was cracked slightly, his door stopper wedged on the other side of the door. Did she prop it open on purpose? Mn thought. He had propped his door open that morning before he went to work, to show people he wasn’t home, so Lina removed the stopper and propped it open for a reason. To listen if anyone walks up? Wanted the door closed but not all the way? Mn couldn’t figure it out.

His room was set up so the door opens and his bed was to the immediate left when you walk in, the corner adjacent from the door was his desk with his pc and work computer set up, the soft blue LED’s lit the dark room as the sunset a cast darkness over the cul-de-sac they live in.

At the end of his bed, Lina sat. She was shaking, hunched over herself and it looked like she was crying as Mn heard her release short breaths. He could only see her back before he stepped closer, the rubber bottom of the door stopper smudging against the floor as he pushed his door open and as Lina jumped up from the noise, flinging her hand behind her back as she stood.

Her pencil skirt was mussed up and her face was flush, pupils dilated and eyes blown wide as she tries to stutter out an excuse for being in his room. “Lina, you okay?” Mn didn’t listen to her rambling, only stepping closer, his door falling shut. That’s why he bought a stopper for his door, so it wouldn’t always close whenever he tried to leave it open.

“I-I am…Y-Yeah, I’m fine, I promise.” “How come you came in here? I thought you needed to use the restroom? Hyuna had me check on you, she thought you were in the bathroom this whole time.” “I-I was but…” “But what? You’re awfully flush, Noona, you sure your okay?” She nods, shyly glancing between the floor and the male in front of her, looking so worried and caring towards her.

“I-I have a slight problem…but it can’t be solved…” “Well, what is your problem?” Mn asked, wanting to help the woman he grew to love as a sister like Hyuna.

“I-I can’t…” “Noona, I can’t help you, if you even want the help, if you don’t tell me.” She shuffles her feet; Mn has never seen her like this. She’s always making witty remarks towards her husband and always seemed to carry herself with confidence.

She finally moves her hand, balled in a fist with fabric beneath the digits. Mn's brows furrowed before his eyes widen and he’s looking away to his feet. Lina had her panties in her fist.

“I-I…um…” Mn stuttered, scratching the back of his neck. “Did I…I’m sorry.” He went to leave, but Lina stopped him. “Wait, don’t go.” “I-I’m not sure what to say, if I’m being honest.”

“Would…Would you help me?” “I shouldn’t…N-Noona, y-you’re married…C-Can’t Seungmin help you?” He can’t believe Lina was willingly asking for him to help her get off. Was she serious?

“He doesn’t…” She hesitates. “He’s…okay…but I just need a little more…please?” “Why me? I’m basically your brother-in-law. There’s that, too, you’re married…I-I can’t do that to Seungmin, Noona…” “Stop calling me that.” She suddenly snaps.

“W-What?” “You…calling me Noona…makes it worse…” “I’m sorry…” “Don’t apologize. I should be apologizing.”

Mn looked over her, her eyes held guilt and shame, glazed over with lust. She truly felt ashamed of herself, pulling her other hand from Mn's wrist as she started to step back and withdraw from the other.

“Wait, don’t…” He hesitates. He did find the woman beautiful, funny and nice as well. He saw her as the caring older sister since he only grew up with Hyuna who was younger than him. “Don’t shy away…”

Yes, there were times, only three if he thinks about it, where he’s thought lewdly about the older woman. He admired her confidence and witty remarks, she looked good too and if he’s being honest, the woman in pencil skirts did something to him, he’s complimented her a few times when he saw her wearing them.

He loves Seungmin, a younger brother he never got, but he wanted to help Lina. It was wrong, he knew it was, but his body reacted before his brain caught up and he slowly stepped up to Lina, his hand slowly reaching up to rest hesitantly, hovering over the side of her face before his palm rested fully on her cheek and tilting her head up. He was taller then her, even when she’s wearing black heels.

“Um, close your eyes…” He whispered, the woman listening and doing so for him. He was scared, he may be doing this as an experiment for himself. He knew, deep down, that it was wrong, she’s a married woman, how could he possibly do this without any remorse.

He’s tilting her head up further and leaning down, tilting his and Lina’s head slightly as he connected their lips.

Lina gasps, a shiver running up her spine and into her core as she almost drips all over her thighs. She shakily hums, her hand coming up from her side to hold onto Mn's right bicep.

The woman shook, another hum morphing into a whine when Mn’s left hand placed itself on her hip. Her other hand let go of the forgotten fabric before reaching up and resting itself under his jaw, thumbing at his jaw and the area under his ear.

She took one step closer, tilting her head further to the left as Mn began to loose himself in Lina’s touch. He pulled her closer, his right hand sliding to the nape of her neck as his fingers tangle in her hair. His thoughts running rampant as his eyes finally flutter shut and his tongue swipes over the slit of her lips, he could feel her hesitate before she opens her mouth, allowing Mn to softly lick into her mouth and tangle their tongues.

Lina’s left hand moved so her arm wrapped around Mn’s neck as they tilted their head the other way, both getting lost in each other.

Mn gains consciousness and snaps out of his daze first and pulls away. “Wait, we…I’m sorry.” “It’s okay…” “No, I-I…I actually…want to continue…” Lina’s eyes brighten as a small smile graces her lips. “…But, w-what about later tonight? Hyuna was finishing dinner when I came to check on you.” “Okay…” The shine dims a little bit is still lit with hope and excitement.

“Here…” His hands slide down to her waist, sliding down to her hips then down her skirt to straighten it out. He got this far, he tried to resist but after straightening the fabric out, he slid his hand past the low waist band, the skirts band surprisingly loose, as he slid a finger though her folds. She jolts, wobbly stepping forward as she silently moans into Mn's shoulder.

The corner of Mn's lips twitched as he glides his middle and ring finger through her wetness, dipping into her hole before pulling out, circling her clit before pulling his hand away and out of her skirt. He was stunned, his fingers were soaked, glistening in the blue light as Lina lifted her head.

She expected Mn to just wipe his hand off but watched with a stunned expression as Mn brought his fingers up and put them in his mouth, his eyes never leaving Lina’s as he licked away her taste off his fingers. “You…may be the death of me…” She mutters, Mn pulled his fingers away before leaning in kissing Lina again, his tongue swiping over hers before he pulled back.

He was getting bolder, more into the situation. He still knew it was wrong but Lina was giving herself to Mn, and in all honesty, Mn would say he’s a horny motherfucker who needs something, he’ll take the opportunity while he has it, cause he may not get anything for a long while if he doesn’t.

After dinner, they all changed and sat on the couch to watch a movie. The whole family doesn’t do this often but every once in a while they’ll have a movie night, just a couple films before bed, of course child friendly ones, last time they excluded Channie from a movie night, he pouted and fussed, wanting to spend time with the grown ups as well so whenever Channie falls asleep before all of them, they take that chance and watch more adult movies while the boy sleeps.

Tonight was a Channie night, Mn raising his hands and trying to defend himself as Hyuna lectured him for giving her son some of his caffeinated drink at dinner, the male laughing as Hyuna tried to wack him in the head before looking over to catch Channie who jump onto the couch and onto his uncles lap.

Hyuna sighs with a smile as Mn defends himself with the fact he had a child in his lap and couldn’t be hit. The woman crossing her arms before flopping onto the couch next to Mn who started giggling at his sister before looking a Channie and tickling his sides, making the boy giggle and squirm.

Han emerged matching with Mn, Red flannel pants and a hoodie with brown slippers on his feet instead of socks like Mn and Mn’s hoodie was a zipper, he was matching Seungmin more than Han. Han smiled at Mn before crouching down and sneaking over to them, taking advantage of Channie turned around to poke Mn’s cheek to sneak up and grab the boy, lifting the laughing boy into his arms before setting him down and tickling his sides and kissing the side of his face.

The toddler squeals with laughter as he tries to escape his fathers hold and Mn looks up to see the others have joined them, his smile dropping slightly as he looked away and back to Channie calling out for him to rescues him when Lina walked out.

Her hair was down, unlike the half pinup she was wearing earlier, she laughs when she noticed her and Hyuna wore similar night wear, both wearing silk shorts with lace on the hem around the leg holes, Hyuna wearing the matching tank top but Lina wore a soft light green shirt that almost looked like a sweater and almost too small to fit her body.

She walked over to the couch, Mn finding it suspicious as to why she sat next to him until he noticed Seungmin on the other side of her wearing sweatpants and a white tank top under a black zip up hoodie, his arms crossed as he slouched, man-spread as he looked up at his wife who began talking to him about something.

Mn looked down to realize she sat on his phone, he now realizes the phone in his loose pants pocket was Changbin’s, the teen pouting and glaring at his uncle cause he can’t have his phone during movie night.

It was innocent, Mn thought, nothing more than simply getting his phone. Without thinking, his left hand rested on her hip to push her over slightly as he retrieved his phone with his other hand.

Lina looked over, confused at the sudden feeling on her hip before noticing Mn grabbing his phone. Mn looked up and apologized, removing his hand once he had his phone back.

Mn was more than aware that he didn’t feel any underwear under the shorts. How could he have these thoughts in such a domestic family moment? He mentally slapped himself before setting his and Bin’s phone on the coffee table and leaning back, on arm on the back of the couch and the other wrapping around his sister who scolds Channie for bouncing on the couch, his smile returning to his face.

Channie managed to pick a movie that the adults actually tolerate and enjoy watching so they wouldn’t be bored the whole time.

A few minutes into the movie, Mn tilts his head back and looks at the thermostat, he thought the house was just warm but it’s pretty cool in the house. Maybe fleece pants were a bad idea.

He uses his unoccupied hand, the other being held by his sister, to unzip his hoodie, but he pauses. He sleeps shirtless so he thought just a hoodie would be okay for the movie before bed, but he’s really warm, ignoring the possibility that his sister his just a walking heater and proceeding to just unzip his hoodie, revealing a bare torso.

It’s kind of the norm for the others, the single male always walking around in the morning before work shirtless, but he feels a little different kind of heat when he subconsciously thinks back to earlier that night.

He’s suddenly aware, in the corner of his eye, of Lina trying to not look at him but he can see he eyes shifting over to him and she kept adjusting in her spot until she settles to sit with her knees up and her hands pressed between the joints, but Mn could see her thighs clenching.

He softly clears his throat, deciding to tease the woman who got bothered during a kids movie, it was amusing to Mn.

He looks back at the TV, shifting his arm slightly to move his hoodie sleeve slightly, claiming that he needed to cool off a little when Hyuna moved her head from his shoulder to ask why he was shifting so much.

The movement did cool him off but it revealed his bicep. With no effort, he simply lifts his arm to rest the back of his head into his palm, holding his head up to see the TV as he lazily flexed, looking from the corner of his eye to see Lina begin squirming again while trying to sit comfortably.

The whole movie, Mn would do normal, innocent movements but it set Lina off every time she glanced at him. She felt like she was soaking the couch when she glanced over at a point to see Mn man-spread, slouching on the couch with his forearm resting on his thigh as his hand dangerously close to his own crotch.

She snapped out of it when her glance lingered and she saw his other arm wrapped around his sister, the other’s eyes closed as she wrapped an arm around her brother and cuddled closer, Han muttering that she never cuddles him. She looked back to the TV, just wishing for the movie to end sooner rather than later so she can take care of the heat building inside her.

Lina laid in bed later that night, staring at her sleeping husband in the dark of their room with a soft glint in her eyes.

She loves Seungmin, don’t get her wrong, but she just needs a little more than he can give. Seungmin is gentle but a little too gentle for Lina’s sake, she swears he’s never hit that bundle inside her that pushes her over the edge, she wants that, even if it only happens once she’ll be okay with that.

She leans up, softly kissing Seungmin’s forehead before sliding out of bed carefully, her hair falling over her shoulder as she tiptoes out of her room, past Hyuna and Jisung’s room, and down the stairs before crossing the living room and going to Mn’s door.

She can’t tell if he’s awake or not, her nervousness getting the best of her as she steps back and goes to the kitchen instead, quickly getting a glass and filling it with water before almost chugging it down.

She’s told herself that she needs this, she’ll feel better, get the feeling she’s been craving but at the same time, she feels bad for doing this to Seungmin. Her head is telling her to back out but her body is saying otherwise.

A dull pulse builds in her core as she thought back, back to how she noticed just how fit Mn had kept himself, the light of the movie illuminating the curves of Mn’s body. Back to the start of the night, the way Mn held her like she wasn’t fine china, actually holding her as she melted into Mn's touch and let him take over.

She’s never felt this…submissive before. Her and Seungmin are usually vanilla which explains why Lina would want more, she’s tired of going slow.

Suddenly, a warm feeling encased her waist, building the bundle inside her as they squeeze her sides and pull her back. Her exposed neck is suddenly attacked with soft kisses and Lina realizes it in that moment. The warmth on her waist wasn’t her husband…

It was Mn…

She could feel it in his hands, in the way he held her, kissed her, and the now noticeable scent of fir from a pine tree, Mn's cologne.

“I thought you were coming to my room?” “How did you-“ “Heard your footsteps…” He mutters into her neck as he resists the urge to bite. He won’t bite unless Lina says too, he doesn’t want to leave marks on a canvas that wasn’t his.

“You okay? You know, we don’t have to do this…” Mn mumbles softly, pulling away to look Lina in her eye. “I’m sure. Seung is just too soft, I need more, Mn, please…” She replied softly as well. “How do you know I won’t be soft either?” Mn smiles. “I can tell in the way you hold me…you don’t hold me as if I’m made of glass…” “Well, cause you’re not. You are a strong…beautiful…confident…witty….amazing woman….” After each word, he kisses up her neck, leaving goosebumps in their wake as they’re feather-like and barely there.

“Have you ever thought this way?” “Not until recently…I thought it would be wrong to compliment you that way since you were like a sister…as Seungmin is like a brother to me…” Lina turned in his hands, feeling guilty. “This…This isn’t weird? I can solve this problem on my own, if needed.” “Lina…it’s okay…in all honesty, I’m horny as fuck and hadn’t had a partner in months…Helping you kinda helps me…and you’re not bad looking…I mean it that you’re pretty, Noona.”

“Thank you, Mn.” She wraps her arms around his middle, her head turned to the side on his chest as he wrapped his arms around her, brushing a hand through her soft hair and rubbing her back.

“Come on…” Mn pulls back, pulling Lina to his room then closing the door. He walks past her, sitting on his bed before gently guiding her to sit as well before pulling her onto his lap.

He knew she needed more then a gentle touch but he assumed she was still anxious about doing this behind Seungmin’s back.

“Can I take care of you, Noona? I won’t do anything without asking you…” “Yes…Please, Mn…Just don’t be gentle, I’m tired of gentle…” “Okay.”

He leans in, softly connecting their lips. His left hand sat comfortably on her waist and his right moved up to cradle her face.

She opens her mouth immediately and greedily takes what Mn gives as their tongues tangled once again, swapping spit as Lina shifts closer to the male.

They made out for a while before Lina whines, Mn can feel her hips shake under his hand and he pulls away. “Go ahead and grind, it’s okay.” His hands moved to her hips and squeezed, pulling her further up onto his lap then pulling her in so her core met Mn.

She gasps, wrapping her arms around Mn's neck as her hips stutter, starting to move on their own as she relaxes in Mn's hold. “There you go, Noona, feel good?” She hums out a noise of agreement before Mn holds her hips still. “Words, Noona.”

That.

That sparked something inside her as she looks up to meet Mn's gaze. His eyes had darkened with lust along with a glint of control. “Y-Yes.” “Good Girl, Noona.”

Oh.

She whines, proceeding to move when Mn's grip loosened and moved under her sweater, over her toned stomach before going higher a toying with the band of her bra.

Lina wasn’t a small woman, she was pretty big. Mn's hands moved the bra out of the way and cups both breasts in his hands, fitting perfectly in his palm. He looks up at Lina, gauging her reactions as he lifts up her sweater without looking away from her.

Her hips had picked up speed and her moans becoming more defined from whimpers and sighs, still aware that she needs to be quiet.

She helps Mn take of her sweater and bra, which Mn managed to get open with one hand before tossing the garment aside, and she wraps her arms back around Mn.

She notices he put his hoodie back on but Lina didn’t like that, taking the zipper as she slowed down her movements to drag the zipper down then move the hoodie out of the way.

He hand landed on Mn's stomach, her eyes tracing his soft abs and his v-lines before she lifts a finger and drags it through the valley’s between the muscles. Mn released a breathy moan when a stuttery jolt from Lina rubbed against him in a particular way that had him twitch under her.

Mn wrapped his arms around her suddenly and flipped them, laying Lina on her back before kissing a path starting at her neck and moving the the valley between her tits, stopping for a moment to softly bite at them then lick them, before closing his lips around her right nipple and sucking.

She muffles her noise of shock and pleasure with the back of her hand, jolting when Mn's teeth grazed over the bud before he pulled away and went to the other.

He pulled off a moment later, smiling when he saw how disheveled Lina looked before squeezing her tits again. “These tits should be full of milk, y’know? You’d make a wonderful mother, Noona.” She shushes him, arching her chest into Mn's face as she mumbled. “Less talk, please, I want more, Mn, please.” She softly begged and Mn smiled, leaving a lingering kiss to the soft skin of her breast before moving down, continuing the path and stopping at the waist band of her shorts.

“You sure you still want to continue?” “Are you really asking that when you just sucked my tits?” “Just wanted to make sure.” Mn said with a half smile, half smirk as he slowly removed her shorts.

Lina kept her knees closed when he tosses the clothing away, Mn turns back to her after making sure the clothing was in reach for after and raises an eyebrow at her.

“Why you hiding, pretty thing? Come on, let me see.” The smile on his face made Lina shy as she looked away and slowly dropped her knees. “Fuck…” Mn exhales as he saw that Lina in fact wasn’t wearing anything under her shorts, he didn’t notice it in the fabric but she was soaked.

A scoots closer, his knees going under her spread thighs as he admired her. His hand moved to her knee before gently sliding down her thigh, which shook under his touch, before reaching her center and resting his hand above where she need touched so his thumb could comfortably and easily reach her clit.

The moment he rubbed his thumb through her folds and to her clit to rub gentle circles, Lina’s back arched as she grabbed onto his sheets and his wrist as the sensation that shot through her had her eyes flutter shut.

Biting her lip, she muffles her whines and moans as her hips move to practically grind into Mn’s hand. “That feel good, Noona.” She nods her head the best she could before stuttering put her answer. “Good Noona.” Mn said, his deep, lust covered voice had Lina whimpering as she tried to reach her high.

“Oh, you like that name? Or is it my voice~” he asked, his voice almost purring as the pattern he was drawing into the woman’s clit got more jagged, he wanted to see her fall apart in his hands. He moves to lay on his stomach, Lina gasping in anticipation before she’s moaning into the back of her hand, Mn removed his thumb from her to flatten his tongue and slowly lick from her entrance to her clit, her back arching at the sensation as she struggles to hold her noises.

His thumb returned to make sharp circles as he pushed her right thigh up, her left being held open by Mn’s right arm. He pulled his hand away again for a moment to remove his hoodie with a small amount of struggle before tossing it away, his tongue never leaving her core.

She started to jolt more aggressively, reaching down to grip his hair and pull him closer. “Mn…Don’t stop, please…” she pants, gasping when Mn got his left hand under himself and slowly inserted his middle finger into her, her slick making it easy to quickly put his middle and ring finger inside her, trying his darnedest to find the spot inside her that hopefully only he will be able to reach.

He may sound selfish but the thought of being the only one to reach the special spot inside her raised his ego as he readjusts. Sitting up, Lina’s juices on his chin as he pulls his hand out, switching it for his other hand and carefully inserting his fingers of his other hand into her and pumping at a quick pace as his thumb resumes its sharp movements.

“Mn! Ah, please, please!” “What are you begging for, sweets? Let go, it’s okay.” “N-No, d-deeper…ngh~ deeper, y-you feel so close.” She squirms, trying to push herself further. Mn pushes his fingers further in, curling his fingers in different spots as he tries to find the untouched spot inside her. “Wait! Right- Hng~ There, shit!” She breathlessly cries out as Mn smirks, proceeding to pump his fingers into her quicker and abuse that spot within her.

Mn removed his thumb, just using his fingers and Lina whines, going to continue where Mn left but Mn held her hand, a comfort feeling suddenly washed over her as she looked into the males eyes. “No touch. This orgasm will be way better, I promise.” He said, still moving his fingers inside of her.

A hard push of his finger tips and a rough thrust of his fingers and Lina is cumming, her soft walls clenching around Mn's fingers as she screams into the back of her hand again and her head is thrown back.

Mn's thumb returns to gently ride her through her high, gentle circles as her body shakes and her grip on Mn's hand starts to relax. “You okay, Lina?” She hums, chest heaving as she catches her breath, almost falling asleep. “Lina~ If you fall asleep now, you won’t get more~” Teasing is laced in his voice as he kissed her hips and stomach, distracting her as he pulls out his fingers.

“Lina~” He drags out, kissing her neck and jaw as she hums. “You with me?” Another hum, she nods her head and Mn chuckles. “You sure?” She wraps her arms around Mn's neck and brings him down to her chest. He giggles, deciding to lay with her for a moment as he raises his left hand to place it on the breast in front of him, just holding it with the occasional squeeze, they just felt so nice. Even the one his head is laying on.

Lina’s hand rakes through Mn's messy locks. The male raises his left leg to be under Lina’s leg, his clothed dick was so close to Lina, barely pushing onto her until he shifts again in discomfort and his painful hard on presses into her and she whines, her body restarting quickly as she feels how big and how hard Mn was.

She lifted him up by his hair, the sting in Mn's scalp throwing him off as he abruptly sat up and Lina pushed him onto his back.

She now dubbed it as her turn to kiss all over his body, starting at his pecks as she throws a leg over Mn's lap. She moves down slowly, kissing every muscle. “Can I mark you, Mn? For you, it won’t be suspicious.” “It might be since I haven’t had anyone in months and everyone here knows I’m single…” Lina pouts, wanting desperately to mark Mn's smooth, sculpted skin. “Don’t pout, Noona, I was holding myself back as well. You have no fucking idea how badly I wish I could leave bites and marks on your tits.”

She laughs, enjoying Mn's boldness as she moves her whole body down, kissing above his waist band then his v-line. Leaning up, she pulls the waist band, snapping it to make Mn jump and hiss before pulling his pants down with a laugh at his reaction that was cut off as she saw his size. Mn hissing as the cold air met his painful erection, it throbbing on his stomach as he moves his leg to give Lina more room.

It’s embarrassing to say but Mn was bigger then her husband, a good amount of birth and indeed longer then Seungmin as well. The tip was angry and dipping pre-cum.

She places her right hand at the base to hold it as she left soft kisses along his shaft, the male sighing blissfully as he throws his head back onto the pillow beneath him.

When she reaches the tip, she kitten licks at the dripping pre release, humming at the taste before wrapping her lips around the tip and circling her tongue around it. “Ah…Shit…” Mn sighs, she’s barely done anything and he’s already gone, hips bucking to try and go further into her mouth. “Someone’s impatient.” She laughs. “I haven’t had this in fucking forever, I may be a little sensitive and needy.” “I can tell by how swollen you are.” Her hand wraps around him and she does an experimental stroke from base to tip, closing her hand into a tight fist when she reaches the tip.

Mn moans, moving his arm so he could either bite his forearm or muffle his noises with it.

“Fuck, that was hot…” Lina mutters. “W-What?” “That moan…He isn’t really vocal.” Mn knew what she meant and smiled. “Well, if you like it, keep going.” “It’s cute you like to let your partner know you’re enjoying yourself.” “Oh, shut u-up, fuck, ha~ You fucking menace, ngh~” Lina took more of Mn into her mouth mid sentence, trying to take all of him in, his tip immediately hit the back of her throat, triggering her reflex slightly but she still had a full hand size left. Her hand size anyway.

She relaxes, her body leaning into Mn's left leg as her throat relaxes and she breaths through her nose, slowly taking the rest of Mn's length down her throat until she’s settled at his base, her nose touching his smooth pelvis.

“Ugh, Noona- Shit, I can’t-“ His chest heaves as his head fall back onto the pillow from pleasure shooting up his spin and all over his body. He could feel Lina chuckle as she slowly bobbed her head, constricting her throat around his tip and moving her tongue along any vein she found.

Mn pushed down the waistband of his pants, Lina understand as she pulls them down, still swallowing around his tip as Mn moves his leg to bed his right knee, he wanted to throat fuck her so bad, the urge growing stronger.

Lina thinks she got the gist, lazily bunching her hair into a pony tail, Mn helping her and twisting it in his hand. Mn almost came at that point when she moved her hands behind her back, hopefully signifying that he could go all out.

“Can I, Noona? Can I use your throat, please?” He begged, she lifted up her top half, gasping as she took in a gulp of air. “Why are you begging? Go ahead.” She used his own sentence against him and took him back into her mouth, he hands leaving her back and going to hold herself up as Mn went all out, whimpering and gasping, his tip being constructed by her throat felt so good.

A few more harsh, shallow thrusts and he mewls, pulling Lina off him as he sighs and tightly grips the base of his dick. “Did you just…edge yourself?” Mn whines, letting go of himself as he pulls Lina up and onto his lap. He pulls her down for a kiss, Lina expected his tongue to take over her mouth but he softly licked into her mouth, whining softly before pulling away. “You…You okay?” Lina asked as her hair fell over her shoulder, her hand holding herself up on Mn's chest as he caught his breath.

She leans up too much and her folds rub against his weeping cock and he chokes on a moan, mumbling a name Lina didn’t think Mn was into. The start of this interaction, she thought Mn liked or even preferred to be in charge but this made her rethink her thoughts about Mn.

“What?” Mn sighs, refusing to answer her cause he got so far with his other side, he can’t switch now but he can’t help it when Lina is so…beautiful. Her hips, her legs, her breasts, everything about her.

Lina grinds down into Mn again suddenly, his hands flying to her waist as his struggles with his words. “Mo- L-Lina, Noona, please?” She did it again slowly, lifting up slightly and taking him in her hand to line his tip up with her entrance before only sinking onto the tip.

“N-Noona, ah~ Mo-Noona, please.” Mn suddenly starts begging, Lina ignores them as she’s caught up on one word he won’t let slip. She thinks she know what word he wants to use and it makes a new coil heat up in her.

And she thought him calling her Noona was enough to make her wet.

“Come on, Mn, I know you want to say it. You can say it, honey, I don’t mind.” Mn looks up at her, his eyes now glossy when he hears the confirmation. “It’s flattering really, you can say it, baby.” She sinks further down and Mn snaps. “Mommy, please sit on my dick, please! Please, it hurts, please…Please…” His begs die down to a whisper as he grips Lina’s hips.

“Aw, you’re so sweet. Switch?” Mn nods, licking his suddenly dry lips as he looks up at Lina. She moves to hold Mn's hands which still grip her sides, even with her holding them. “Only ever took you as a dom, to be honest. This Mn is cute, too.” “I-I like being sir and baby boy but could n-never be b-both.” He let out, spilling a severer he’s never even told his past girlfriends. Lina coos, sinking halfway onto his shaft. She’s teasing him but also adjusting, his size a comfortable stretch and he’s reaching deeper with each movement.

“It’s okay, Mn .” “C-Can sir pull you down, please?” Lina loved how he referred to himself as his dom title and nods, Mn pulling her all the way down and they both moan behind bitten lips and Lina sighs at the feeling of being filled.

Lina felt tight but so warm, Mn's brain stop functioning as Lina began to rock back and forth before lifting herself up and back down, huffing a breath at the fill again before she picks up speed, squealing when with each fall his tip found the sensitive nub inside her.

Mn untangles his right hand from Lina’s to raise it to his mouth to muffle his noises, Lina found a whimpering male was really attractive as her wall clenched and he whimpers again, throwing his head back as he bites the back of his hand.

She places her unoccupied hand on his chest, her nails scratching his chest as her legs grew weak. “C-Can I take over, Noona? Can sir help mommy?” She huffs with a small smile and nods. Mn removed his other hand from her and carefully sat up as well as holding Lina as he scoots back to lean against his headboard. He then wraps his right arm over her shoulder so his hand holds her shoulder, the arm alone holding her close to him, her tits pressed against his chest. His other arm wrapping around her lower back as that arm held their centers closer.

Mn is somehow pushed further into Lina, the woman sighing and wrapping her arms around his back and shoulder, burying her face into his neck.

He resumes immediately at a quick pace, fucking up into her with deep and sharp, quick thrusts. Lina’s jaw drops, her noises silent as Mn hits all the right places that her husband could sadly never reach. Her walls tighten around Mn as he manages to go faster and deeper. A few times he stops, pushing into Lina all the away before thrusting shallowly.

The constant pattern of thrusts had the coils in their cores build up so much to the point Mn's pattern broke, his hips stuttered as his noises are contained by Lina’s shoulder. Lina isn’t any better, her nails absolutely ruin his back as she cusses and moans into Mn's neck.

“F-Fuck, N-Noona, I’m gonna cum, hng~ shit.” Mn slows down but not to much to ruin their incoming highs as he lets go of Lina to push her back. His hand moves to one breast and his mouth to another, pinching one nipple while sucking and licking the other.

His left hand glides over her waist, feeling the smooth skin of her stomach before sliding down to quickly move in a figure eight, helping Lina reach the edge before him. “Fuck, Mn , don’t stop, shit…oh, fuck…” with a few more flicks and thrusts, Lina’s coil snapped, cumming on Mn's cock as well as squirting all over his abdomen and thighs.

Mn doesn’t want to stop but doesn’t want to overstimulate Lina. He slows down, wanting to go slow so she can ride out her high but Lina stops him, telling him to finish. His pace picks up again as he leans forward to kiss her, his hands reaching around to her ass, feeling the soft skin before grabbing it and thrusting into her again quickly, Lina purposefully clenching around him to get him to the edge.

She reaches up and buries her hand into his hair before gripping the locks and pulling. Mn whines into the kiss, his hips stuttering again and pressure building up in Lina again as he pulls back, letting his head fall back as he lets out a meek “Fuck…” and a whine before burying his face in Lina’s shoulder and stopping his hips to bury himself deep into Lina as he finally released. He could feel Lina clenching, reaching down again to rub her clit quickly as she came again a moment later, a silent scream escaping her as her third orgasm shakes her entire form, her warm walls milk Mn as he continues to cum inside her.

After a moment, Lina’s body relaxes and Mn throws his head back. They sit there for a moment, catching their breath and letting the euphoria wash over them. Mn's room was now warm and smelled of sweat, the air feeling sticky as he reaches up to wipe the sweat of his forehead and move his hair out of his eyes.

Placing a hand on the back of her neck, he rubs his thumb under her ear before muttering at a whisper. “Lina?” She hums, content with curling up in Mn's arms like this. “As comfy as this is right now, I’m afraid you have to go back…” This time she whines, trying to curl further into Mn. “Lina, you know he’ll ask why you were in bed when he woke up…” “I can just say I woke up early…” “It’s now…three twenty five in the morning, you still think you can get up early to leave my room if you stay with me?” “I probably won’t…”

Mn sighs, thinking of the best way to not bother Lina but still pull his softened dick out of her so he can clean them up and put themselves back in order before deciding what to do.

He unfortunately has to go with the option that Lina won’t like, rolling them over he gently pulls away from Lina. “No, don’t go…” “I need to clean us up, Noona.” She huffs but opens her eyes and moves to her elbows. “I at least want to see the mess we made…” She mutters, Mn leaning back on his heels as he slowly pulls out, Lina moaning at that feeling and whining at the empty feeling, his dick coated in their releases as he watches his cum drip out of Lina.

He leans over to his nightstand, grabbing wipes from the drawer before leaning back and gently cleaning Lina, wiping his cum away and teasing Lina by using a finger to scoop some up and push it back into her before laughing when Lina smacked his shoulder, continuing to wipe the mess away.

Lina insisted to help Mn, she wiped her juices of his abs and pelvis but didn’t touch his dick. She instead took him into her mouth, tongue swirling everywhere it could reach before she pulled off and licked up the rest. When she finished, she sat up and held Mn's chin, bringing him towards her as she took over his mouth this time, swallowing the mewl he released as she mixed their spit and cum together, Mn melting in her hold as he didn’t put up a fight, enjoying the fact that his mouth is the one being dominated instead of him dominating someone else.

Lina pulled back, giggling at his expression before slowly getting out of his bed, her legs shaking as she puts on her clothes again and throws Mn his pants. “W-Wait…C-Can you mark…my thigh…” He shyly asks, realizing that’s a spot no one in the house can see and question on how he got it. “Of course.” She gets on her knees, her cleavage on display that Mn stares at before gasping as Lina bit marks into his legs, leaving plenty that would probably have Mn's subby side blush and boost his dom sides ego.

“I wish I could mark you, Noona…You tasted so sweet…” “Aw…I wish you could mark me too.” “Really?” “Yeah, those canines look like they would feel good biting into me.” Mn whines and falls back onto his bed. “I know what we did is wrong and we can’t tell anybody but I’d do anything to mark you. Is there really nowhere Seungmin goes or will notice?” He asks, sitting up as Lina put her sweater shirt back on before pulling her closer, wrapping his arms around her thighs and setting his chin on her stomach.

He’s well aware that he’s nude and she’s fully dressed but all he cares about is wanting to mark her skin. “He doesn’t mark me…he’ll find it suspicious the moment he sees it.” She tries to think, really wanting to grant Mn's desires and also wanting to feel him bite her. “Would it be okay if I marked you during…Your next cycle? You don’t do anything with him during that right?” He proposes and Lina smiles. “We don’t.” Mn's eyes brighten up as he pulls her impossibly closer. “Promise sir that he can mark your tits during that time, please?” Lina giggles, combing his hair off his fore head. “Please what, sir?” “Please, mommy, please promise sir can mark you on your next cycle.” “I was looking for a ‘Noona’ but that works too. I promise I’ll let you mark me.”

Mn stands up, kissing Lina softly as he took her hand into his. Pulling away, he hesitates, moving some of her hair behind her ear. “C-Can we do this again? Like every time we’re left at home alone? I-I know it’s wrong but I want to pleasure you, Noona…I want to help you in times that Seungmin isn’t enough…” “Of course we can, sweetie. It’ll be okay.”

Lina leaves one more lingering kiss to his lips before stepping back and over to the door, opening it gently before slipping out and turning back around to close the door. “Good Night, Mn …” “Night, Noona…” His door closes and he can hear her walk away, flopping back onto his bed before sitting up to get boxers, feeling extra exposed in his own room when his dick bounced when he fell onto his bed.

He pulls his pj pants back up then gets under his covers, surprised his top blanket isn’t dirtier then he expected and closes his eyes.

A moment later they shot back open with realization.

How could he do such a thing to Seungmin?

And did Lina really want to continue this escapade?

Is it wrong that my own fic got me hard?

Anyway, I really like how this turned out, I literally spent all day on it which rarely happens when I write something…

Also, did you notice that I didn’t mention Yongbok…🫢😏

N E WAY, If there’s any tags I missed and didn’t list in my warning section, please let me know. I still don’t know the…terms? for some of the things I wrote and I’m not 100% sure what I should list in general while writing this stuff…I mean, my series has lack of warnings cause I didn’t know what to put besides the basic and obvious things I wrote about.

Another thanks to the bloggers I tagged at the start.

Also, I want to say that I’m honored that “More than group mates” was Totalanonymous’s first smut and I wish I could tag them but I can’t. They loved Kai’s shyness and Chan’s boldness but that dynamic came out that way in the writing cause, I mean, Kai was literally having a threesome with his biases, he was a bit hesitant and mentally he was freaking out.

and i may or may not be projecting my own thoughts into the writing so the shyness is actually what I’d probably do in that situation 🫢🫣