Whos K-pops Biggest Lover Boy And Why Is It Christopher Bangchan?

Who’s K-pop’s biggest lover boy and why is it Christopher Bangchan?

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Kinktober Day 3 - Yandere!Trickster!Seokmin + Predator/Prey & Asphyxiation

@stopaskinf Said: Yandere! Trickster dk with consensual predator/prey and asphyxiation A/n: You had me at Yandere!Trickster... Also, I hope this is okay! I'm still getting used to writing predator/prey dynamics, so I hope you like it! Warnings/Genre/Rating: 18+ MDNI - Smut, Mature, Established Relationship, Yandere, Possession, Monster Features Word Count: 1,608 Kinktober 2024 Mini Masterlist

The moment you stepped inside this mansion, you surrendered yourself completely over to him. There is nowhere you can run, nowhere that you can hide, without him finding you.

You both wouldn’t want it any other way.

“Darling,” his voice seems to echo around the hallways, bouncing off of the walls and surrounding you from every dark corner. “You know there’s no escaping me.”

Each footfall is silent as he creeps down the hallway, watching with an eager gleam in his eyes as you frantically scramble away from him. He can hear the thunderous beating of your heart over the excitement of his own, a thrill running through him as he licks his lips.

“I can still taste you on me, My Sweet,” Seokmin hums, his eyes fluttering for the briefest of moments. “You should know not to keep yourself from me when all I want is more.”

Soft pants escape your lips, the cool air of his mansion causing goosebumps to raise over your flesh. You know, even without sparing a glance over your shoulder, that he’s right behind you. You can feel his piercing gaze locked on your figure, and you don’t think you’ll ever get used to the intensity.

Rounding the corner, you quicken your pace. There’s a room you can see up ahead that you can hide in for the moment. Maybe you can lose him in there.

Already, your shirt has been torn to shreds. You can still feel your skin burning from where he’s traced his claws over you this evening. Long since have your panties been ripped to shreds, too, yet this is exactly what he wants.

You, dripping and needy, as he pursues you to the very ends of the earth.

That’s his game. Giving you a little freedom, only to appear suddenly, pinning you to his body as he draws another earth-shattering orgasm from you. Each time, he lets you slip away, only to resume his eager chase until he repeats the whole process over and over again.

The first time he caught you, his consolation was your shirt.

The second time he caught you, he wasted no time ridding you of your panties. You can still feel the way your release drips down your thighs, your skirt barely covering you anymore. 

You shudder.

“Darling,” a low chuckle fills the room, light suddenly pouring in from the hallway. “There’s no use in hiding.”

You manage to duck low, creeping along the dusty shelves. You find yourself surrounded by books, recognizing this room as the library. The light of the moon illuminates a path in front of you, and you only hope he cannot hear your shallow breathing.

The floor creaks behind you.

“I can smell you.” His voice echoes across the shelves, a pleased rumble which causes a shiver to caress your spine. “The longer you avoid me, My Sweet, the worse this will be for you…”

Your eyes briefly flit to the side, as if tracking his movements based on where you can hear his voice coming from. Based on the tone and the echo, he sounds like he’s traversing the right side of the room.

Lucky for you, since you had gone left.

Checking over your shoulder one last time, you catch a glimpse of his back. A small smirk tugs at your features, shifting to turn left once more in order to make your way over to the second entrance of the library. Only, you manage to bump into something solid… and warm.

Looking up reveals yellow glowing eyes, glinting with glee. A wolfish grin paints his blood red lips, sharp teeth on full display.

“Found you.”

Your breath hitches, eyes going wide as you attempt to get away. Only, Seokmin is faster. Your path back to the main entrance has seemingly been blocked by more shelves, offering you no safe route out of this maze.

He tuts, shaking his head as you scramble away from him.

“I told you escaping would be pointless.” His pace is steady as he approaches you.

Everywhere you turn, it’s as if the shelves are closing in around you. His looming shadow drowns out the light from the moon, those yellow eyes of his locked on you. All you can do is press yourself against the bookshelves, waiting with bated breath for what he might do to you.

Slowly, he begins to unbutton his shirt. “You know, this is the third time I’ve almost let you slip away from me.”

You can feel your heart practically pounding against your chest with every step he takes towards you.

“I don’t take kindly to My Sweet Little Darling not knowing her place.” His voice is but a low drawl, unbuckling his belt the whole while.

Your eyes catch on the way he pops the button of his jeans, dragging the zipper down slowly. You tug your bottom lip between your teeth. “You don’t scare me.”

His eyes glint with mirth, a pleased hum escaping him as he appears in front of you suddenly. His chest is pressed right up against your own, pinning you to the shelf behind you and giving you no room to move.

The corner of his lips twitches upwards faintly, sharp teeth glinting beneath the moonlight. “I should.”

You can feel the tip of his cock pressing against your opening, the head slipping through your folds lightly.

You clench around nothing.

“What are you going to do about it, then?” Your voice holds nothing but a challenge, meeting his gaze with an eager glint held within your own.

A wicked grin stretches across his lips.

“I’m going to make you scream.”

With those words, he wastes no time pushing his cock deep inside of you.

A low groan escapes him, his hands coming down to hoist your thighs up around his waist. He holds you steady, pressing you firmly back against that shelf as your arms settle around his shoulders. The way your lips part in a moan, eyes nearly rolling into the back of your head has his cock twitching deep inside of you.

Without another moment of hesitation, he starts a brutal pace. The shelf shakes wildly with each thrust he gives you, books tumbling to the ground as the antique wood continuously bangs against the wall.

“You really thought making me wait to claim you like this was a good idea, huh, My Sweet?” His chest rumbles with a low growl, teeth nipping at your ear as he leans into you. “Don’t you know that running away only makes me crave you more?”

A whine of his name escapes you, dragging your nails down his back.

“Look at you,” he bites down harshly over your pulse, fingers digging into the skin of your thighs. “One taste of my cock and you’re whimpering like a bitch in heat.”

Your eyes flutter shut, tightening your thighs around his waist.

“Tell me, Darling,” his voice is but a snarl on his lips, pulling away from you slightly so that his glowing yellow eyes can pierce into your very soul. “Who do you belong to?”

Your lips part, each thrust he gives you hitting that special spot deep within. Your vision begins to blur at the corners, the intensity of his movements and his previous actions culminating into this moment right here, right now. You can barely form a coherent thought, let alone words.

“I said,” Seokmin drawls out, his one hand releasing its hold on your thigh to creep up your front. His fingers settle around your neck, eyes crazed as he forces you to meet his gaze. “Who do you belong to?”

The second those words leave his lips, he tightens his hold over your neck, gripping the sides and squeezing. His lips are parted, snarls shaking his chest as he watches your eyes roll to the back of your head. Warmth floods his veins, spreading throughout his entire body as he feels your walls beginning to spasm around his cock.

He releases his hold on your throat.

Your orgasm crashes into you the moment he removes his hand from your neck. A scream of his name tears from your throat, whole body shaking in his hold as he continue to thrust into you. The shelf groans behind you, your eyes rolling as nothing but high pitched moans and cries of his name escape you.

“You, Seokmin!” Your voice is hoarse, raw from the sheer amount of pleasure coursing through your veins. “I belong to you!”

His hips stutter, pressing you harshly into the shelf at your back as he stills inside of you. So much so, that the sound of his loud groans become synonymous with cracking wood. Cries of your name fill the air around you as he releases deep inside of you, your combined fluids dripping out of your sensitive cunt and onto his thighs.

Lazily, he grinds his hips into yours, a pleased growl escaping his chest.

“That’s right, My Sweet.” He coos, nuzzling into your neck affectionately and placing a kiss directly over your pulse. “You’re mine, and I’m yours.”

A small smile tugs at your features as you attempt to catch your breath. Only, the way he rolls his hips into your own has a choked moan escaping you in the next second.

He tears your skirt off, pulling out of you slowly. Carefully, he settles you back onto your shaky feet.

You tilt your head, blinking up at him lethargically, still in a post orgasmic haze.

“What?” He chuckles, that crazed gleam glinting once more in his eyes. “You didn’t think I was finished with you just yet, did you?”

[Nick] I’m bi, actually

in phantom blood we get to see such an uniquely pathetic Dio... It's such a cute charming side of him.. he's so frustrated at himself and his uncontrollable anger.. he's AWARE of this.. it's beautiful. how he hates his drinking habits also 😭

JEALOUS!NAMJOON who can’t control his sarcasm. for Namjoon, it was all fun: the way you talked about others, how you told your adventures with others, how you praised them — it was so ridiculous, Namjoon just couldn’t take it. oh, of course you loved having breakfast with the other, it wasn’t even at the cheapest cafe in town or anything. it was obvious that you laughed at that story, it was so comical that it could only be invented by a child. Namjoon couldn’t take it, and he was even amazed that you didn’t realize how desperate they all were for your attention — are you sure you aren’t a substitute for the lack of paternal love they felt? “oh, my angel, i’m not saying you have bad taste. what i’m saying is that you have peculiar taste when it comes to partners.”

JEALOUS!NAMJOON who knows perfectly well that you don’t deserve those poor souls. you were so much better than any of them. you, your person, your soul, your essence deserved something more true, more lasting, than the mere whims of people who just wanted something from you. none of these people wanted your entirety: no one wanted your messy hair when you woke up, no one wanted your tears from the loneliest nights, no one wanted your darker side, the one you didn’t show to anyone. they all just wanted your smile, your laugh, the persona you were in every social situation. you didn’t deserve to be reduced to a few hours of existence. you lived 24 hours, and during those 24 hours you were divine anyway — they were so blind for not seeing you. “just listen to me. you are an incredible person. you are extremely beautiful inside and out. your personality is divine. you are divine. yea? you with me? good. now they…”

JEALOUS!NAMJOON who tells you again and again that you were happier with him. Namjoon only had one argument that he used every time he wanted to ask you to stay with him; it was just a question, simple words that danced on his lips and made you seriously consider whether all your relationships were, in fact, true — after all, why be reduced to a particle of your existence when you could be full next to Namjoon? “i don’t understand why you don’t want me. no, i’m not kidding. i’m very serious. you should give me a chance and see if i’m right.”

JEALOUS!NAMJOON who likes to scare away your suitors by holding you by the waist. Namjoon had a special pleasure in seeing the humiliated faces of those who wanted you. when he noticed more sadistic smiles and more absurd conversations, Namjoon would waltz towards you with a smile of pleasure on his lips. intruding into the conversation without any difficulty, and eagerly participating in the discussion, Namjoon would very gently and sneakily hold onto your waist, carefully pulling you closer to him. and with the smile still stuck on his lips and his eyes shining in a light of victory, Namjoon was happy to see everyone else walking away from you with defeated eyes. “but i heard he— hello, darling. how was i saying, i heard he was in spain, is that true?”

JEALOUS!NAMJOON who asks why you said “sorry” when refusing others’ advances. ‘i’m with him, sorry’. sorry? sorry? what do you mean sorry? what, you wanted to go with them but you didn’t want to leave Namjoon alone? you wanted to accept their sly conversations but you didn’t want to leave Namjoon aside? sorry? why sorry? why not a simple ‘i’m with him, period.’ i’m with him, that’s all. sorry? no. you couldn’t say sorry. “sorry? what? you want me to leave so you can have some freedom, is that it? if you have so much sorry, you can tell me and i’ll leave now.”

JEALOUS!NAMJOON who tells everyone who asks that he is his boyfriend. if you felt sorry for being with Namjoon, it was only logical for him to introduce himself as your boyfriend. i mean, what other reason was there for you to excuse others? yes. Namjoon was your boyfriend. he held your hand, smiled at strangers, always had you with him, he was your boyfriend. i mean, he was a boy and he was your friend, so he wasn’t lying. he was your boy friend. he was your boyfriend. “yes, yes, we are dating. it’s been… how long, darling? two years, right? yea, truly my soulmate, i knew it from the beginning.”

JEALOUS!NAMJOON who explains to you why he was acting like that when you yelled at him. you wanted him to stop for a bit. you wanted him to take a deep breath and let you participate in conversations and events without having to worry about scaring people away. you asked for something simple: just for him to leave you alone. you just asked him to let you live. but how was Namjoon supposed to leave you alone when he knew everyone desired you and no one wanted you? how was Namjoon supposed to let you live when he knew everyone wanted to corrupt you and no one wanted to take care of you? don’t you realize he was just watching over you? “ok, sorry! but it hurts me to see you trying to find a life away from me. don’t you realize that everything i’ve been doing is because i can’t see you with anyone else? don’t you understand that i like you and i’m being honest when i ask you to give me a chance? is this so hard to understand?”

This is basically what Hongjoongs new song is about