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It’s been 6 months and I haven’t touched my writing, I was so busy with school and work and trying to get a car. I’m not really sure if I want to continue this… I have mood boards set up and formatted but it’s just difficult bc I’m a very meticulous person, so i really did put some thought in which nct members I believed fit with each marvel character (lol it’s not that deep)dhsjchcsjhc I was IN. VEST. ED. n e ways nct is now a 20 member group, farewell to Lucas, shotaro, and sungchan but I don’t know if I want to continue this as a OT 23…? Send me your me thoughts I guess…?

ALSO A REALLY BIG FUCK YOU TO SM ENTERTAINMET🫶.

NCT MARVEL AU

okay so like a couple months ago I posted that I really wanted to write an NCT MARVEL AU FF... I might have deleted it I honestly cant remember I also added other SM ARTIST as side/extra/antagonist characters in the plot and right now im currently debating if i wanna find more Marvel characters that I think fit Shohei, Eunseok, and Seunghan.. idk lmk. im still working on the first few chapters and the moodboards of all the characters but it's going to take a while and i've been working very slowly since i am currently in school and have a part time job because in this economy... oof a girl's really struggling. anyways here is a small draft (with no mood board sorry im still woking on it :( ) of which MARVEL Characters the NCT members are going to be portraying

Playlist: Villian by Key ft. JENO | Hero by Martin Garrix and JVKE | Wish you were here by SUPERM | more to be added!

Lee Taeyong as Captain Marvel (Carol Danvers)

okay so i actually considered Iron Man, Falcon, Captain America, and gamora in mind for Taeyong but Iron Man matched johnny a bit more because of his personality and jaehyun suited captain america more imo

taeyong still fits a character with a strong leadership role, cus i mean cmon NCT tired dad/leader-nim

Carol Danvers/Captain Marvel is just tryna fit in and find herself/remember who she is and she finds out that she's a super powerfull highkey baddie and HELLO? Taeyong is that

she has a strong and emotional sense of leadership, willingness to help and protect others and like come on is that not tayeong???

she's (one of) the first avengers and asdfghjkl;

so yeah

carol danvers is a baddie

taeyong is a baddie

pErIoDt

Moon Taeil as Moon Knight (Marc Spector)

okay so like

this kinda just clicked? lmaoo i feel bad- well more like a geek but like MOON Taeil and MOONknight

i finished watching the MoonKnight series on Disney+ a while ago and loikeeee

Marc Spector is a hot SOB

steven grant asdfghjkl; dont get me started

oki tho im like lowkey debating if I want to include Marc's multiple personality but like he's not Moonknight with out steven soooo

might add a little twist to it

but Taeil gives me more Steven Grant vibes than Marc Spector ngl

he's a lil nervous anxious dork yknow?

did consider falcon and war machine for taeil though..

like tony and rhode's relatinship screams johnny and taeil LMFAOO

idk might make some changes...

Seo Youngho/Johnny Suh as Iron Man (Tony Stark)

cocky lil shit and a sexy ass mf

like tell me it doesn't make sense?

homie just wants to spend money and build suits

smart, hot, and rich? yes please

his wit and smart mouth

like imagine johnny "Jae (Cap) you've got a potty mouth"

tony has a heart(?)- there's proof LMFAOO

his sense of humor just screams johnny

had star lord (peter quill) in mind for him too

Nakamoto Yuta as Winter Soldier (James Buchanan "Bucky" Barnes)

one intimidating bitch

but a highkey softie

gonna kick ur ass if u fuck with him or anyone he cares about

highkey mysterious

did consider hawkeye, war machine, and falcon for him tho

also considering changes in characters lmk what yall think too!

Qian Kun as Dr. Strange (Stephen Strange)

man can fly a plane

lmaoo sorry that literally has nothing to do with him being a doctor but tell me why in every goddamn MAFIA AU i read, he's the medic

his relationship with yangyang and ten remind me of dr. strange and wong lmfaoooo

lowkey a perfectionist/perfect man asdfghjkl

Kim Dongyoung/Doyoung as Dare Devil (Matt Murdock)

had hawkeye, war machine, and falcon in mind for him

war machine cause of his sense of duty and seriousness- and his relationship with johnny also reminds me of tony and rhodes

also thought about making him nebula (and falcon) cus of his relationship with taeyong

anyways matt murdock is a hot mf

a lawyer? yes please

doyoung likes to argue cus cmon 127 is always on his ass for no reason headahhh lmfaooo

ngl thought there were a lot a members and i did put some thought into this and he matched daredevil best imo

Li Yongqin/Ten as Black Widow (Natasha Romanoff)

bad bitch right here

assassin, bad bitch

have you seen the way he moves?

have you seen the way she moves?

no words, no explanation, it just is and it just makes sense

like fr let's argue

IM JP don't come at me

had hawkeye in mind for him too

Jung Yoonoh/Jaehyun as Captain America (Steve Rogers)

america's ass

like cmon manz representative emoji is a peach

can't really put my finger on it either

like maybe it the masculinity (not meant negatively tho!) and altruism in the both of them(?)

both hot as fuck for no reason

other characters that i think suited him were falcon, winter soldier, (kind of) hawkeye, and black panther

Dong Sicheng/Winwin as Hawkeye (Clint Barton)

oki so i did have black widow in mind for him

and if im being honest it was kind of hard to settle with hawkeye for him

winwin is someone is focused and serious much like clint barton

i mean cmon man was a dancer and that shit takes dedication and patience

like learning how to use a bow and arrow

also had vision in mind for him too

when i first started to get into NCT winwin kind of came off as a timid person, and he's not really affectionate so it kind of screamed vision vibes

Kim Jungwoo as Quick Silver (Pietro Maximoff)

his cute lil personality

"bet you didn't see that coming?" ackkkk

is a caring sweetheart

like pietro wants nothing but for his sister to be happy and protected

jungwoo makes his members happy

Wong Yukhei/Lucas as Thor

okay so like NCT 2018 Halloween special kind of took over

personality wise, lucas and thor are kind similar(?)

like their sense of humor

thor is lowkey the most laid back avenger despite being a prince

and most of the time i can't take lucas seriously

also another character i was kinda of iffy unsure about

idk maybe its just me but lucas seems like the type that would shy away from responsibilities and his asgard duties as king for something more chill

then again thor did do that soooo...

Lee Minhyung/Mark Lee as Spider-Man (Peter Parker)

do i even need to explain?

lmaoo oki so like i was reading a post about how some people don't like mark

which i lowkey found hard to believe but then it made sense

like no disrespect

anyways I do believe mark is a hard working person and he does try to be humble about it but like also its okay to bathe in the glory and be shameless- then again easier said than done, again no disrespect- i love mork

pure hearted and true to himself

much like peter parker

Xiao Dejun/Xiaojun as Shang Chi (Shaun)

lmaoo man is 1/3 of wayv's walking meme group

every time im on tiktok lmfaoooo

lmao i guess the way i picked theses characters to match the members is based on the relationship the members have soo

lmaoo shaun's relationship with katie reminds me of luxiaodery (is that the correct name for them?... wayv 99 liners)

again hot asf

like imagine xiaojun in the bus fighting scene

Wong Kunhang/Hendery as Ant Man (Scott Lang)

also 1/3 of wayv's walking meme group

man is fxcking hilarious

another "do i even need to explain?"

just makes sense

lmaooo well actually i did consider Star Lord for him

Huang Renjun as Yelena Belova

okay so hear me out

i though of gamora or nebula for him too

lmao he's a tiny lil agressive man

ready to bite at any moment

very deadly

snarky (<< affectionate) and witty like Yelena

"i don't get my period dip shit. i don't have a uterus" *said with a russian (chinese) accent and the fact the renjun doesn't have a uterus*

like that line screams renjun lmfao

Lee Jeno as Black Panther (T'Challa)

RIP to Chadwick Boseman

anyways

when mark graduated from dream *sad noises*

jeno gave me hard leadership vibes

like he filled the role so well without actually filling it

and i've noticed how popular he's become lately with all these stage collabs with other idols

prince king jeno

nice ring to it ;)

sense of what is feels right and does what he believes is right

wants to do well for himself and his members

did consider him for hawkeye and falcon

Lee Donhyuck/Haechan as Scarlet Witch (Wanda Maximoff)

sassy lil birchhh

haechan is a very caring person and althoug sometimes it seems like he's acting a certain way to hide his feelings i do believe he is very emotionally inteliegent- however he is kind of impulsive (emotionally)

reminds me of wanda

powerful bitch, like hello vocals?

fight with so much effort and purpose

needs support and is his members number one supporter

Na Jaemin as Falcon (Sam Wilson)

oki so like

this was also a toughy

consider hawkeye, black panther, winter soldier, dare devil, war machine, and a bunch of other... also docor strange cus mans wanted to be a surgeon if he wasn't an idol lmaooo

but tbh no characters really ever stuck with me for jaemin

he's lowkey someone is doesn't gaf and doesn't want to be here but still knows how to have a good time or make up for time

serious and yet isn't

loyal and supportive to his members

Liu YangYang as Kate Bishop

lmaoo renyang and kate and yelena vibes

like "bro what if i killed you, (renjun/yelena)?"

but like he didn't soo???

lmaooo curious and nosy

liek sticks his nose into everyone's business

whether its for funsies or a mission

but he does well in getting whatever information he needs

gave me loki vibes tho

Osaki Shotaro as Vision

he's so cute ackkk

kind of came off as an awkward lil bean to be but i think that was just because of the language barrier with the other members

but it also a reason why i thought he was a good fit to portray vision

cus they're bother still learning

not afraid to ask questions

supportive and kind of goes along with things

a bit naive and questions his morals or rights and wrongs

fast learner imo

Jung Sungchan as War Machine (James Rhodes)

okai so like

idky but i though he would have been a good match for star lord

kind still iffy ish because is he young and although this is a ff i fell like he would have matched a younger role/character

also thought he would have been a good fit for shuri

can't really say much

i feel bad cus this is a bit more of a last pick

i really did want him to have a character that was more interactive with shotaro since that are really close

also thought of a cloak and dagger duo for sungtaro

again might make dome changes so lmk yall's opinion

like im tryna take this seriously and make it make sense but also im not cus again this is for funsies

Zhong Chenle as Loki

again, im sorry but another "do i even need to explain?"

boy is hella mischievous with that lil smirk he always has

when he messes around with his members, esp jisung

lmao poor jisung

like "oh yall need an illusionist you say? no problem lessgo fuck around with some bad guys"

i know he's supposed to be a lowkey two-faced, flippity floppity bad guy but idc im making him good

cus deep down loki does have a good heart

Park Jisung as Shuri

hear me out

i know he doesn't seem like the brightest but like he really is

and i know yall agree because hacker!jisung?

yeah, that's what i thought bro

considered vison for him too

and kate bishop

and groot- well like a modified hybrid version of him

big brother jeno and little brother jisung duo

yeah

just yeah

periodt

Shohei, Eunseok, and Seunghan

okay so like

im not really sure what marvel characters suit them best

im tryna stray from X-men charcters

but idk might have to make some changes

js that haechan might justbe switched to deadpool cus cmon

and as i was writing this i had a bunch of second thoughts about with members were portraying which characters

im a bit of a perfectionist as you can see

Anyways! thanks for reading this and please feedback is and will always be appreciated! again i apologized for my pace! i am currently on winter break but im working so i haven't had much time to write anything :(.

anyways comment and reblog if you wanna see what i have in mind for other SM Artist and who they'll be portraying!

-lotus

hello! can I please ask for dom xiaojun with afab reader and creampie stuff? i felt like not many story abt him here

SWEET HOME — XIÀO DÉJÙN (肖德俊) (18+)

✧ MDNI (NSFW)

why did people endure the bad life threw at them? why was the path ahead always so rocky? you crossed all the bridges laid out for you, not for the thrill of the journey, but for one reason and one reason only—to reach the other side. the other side was always promised to be warmer, more forgiving, more welcoming. the other side kissed scarred knuckles and brought life back to weak pulse points. it held the kind of peace that made you believe the hardships were just a fleeting dream, a memory easily forgotten in the haze of new beginnings.

but the truth lingered, no matter how hard you tried to forget. the hardships were real. they were carved into the person you’d become, shaping you like clay pressed under relentless hands. they were the reason you could stand tall now, feet firmly planted on the ground, even when everything inside felt like it was floating, uncertain. they were the cruel, quiet moments of crying into your hands, panicking over assignments left undone, opportunities missed. you were in your senior year—why hadn’t you done more? why hadn’t you pushed yourself harder, sought out those extra credits that could’ve given you some sense of security? the weight of that regret felt unbearable sometimes, pressing down on your chest until you could barely breathe.

and then came the anxiety. the thick, consuming realization that college acceptance meant more than just a new chapter in your life—it meant you were no longer anybody’s little girl. you were no longer wrapped in the warmth and familiarity of your sweet home, no longer protected by those walls that had once made the world outside seem so far away. now, it was right in front of you, towering and daunting, filled with the unknown. a new place, new people, new responsibilities. it was all so unfamiliar, and you weren’t used to any of it.

falling in love for the first time was supposed to be beautiful, wasn’t it? that’s what everyone said—love was the one thing that was supposed to make everything better. but how could something so beautiful be so terrifying? why did it feel like every emotion was heightened, every glance, every word loaded with meaning? why was déjùn ignoring you when just last week, he had been everything you needed? why were you so mad at him, when you couldn’t even remember what had sparked the argument in the first place?

the cycle was exhausting. déjùn would get worried, you’d get upset. you’d break up, convinced it was the end, only to stalk each other like prey around campus, neither one of you willing to fully let go. and then, inevitably, you’d make up, but it never seemed to get any easier. somehow, no matter how broken things felt, life never kept you too far apart. maybe there was a reason for that. there was.

there was a reason. a reason that went deeper than anything fate could’ve scripted for you. it wasn’t just about watching déjùn smile or listening to his voice as he mumbled sleepily into your neck on those nights where time seemed to slow, letting you savor every heartbeat. no, it was more than that. it was to warm the hands that kept you going, to shelter the body that melted so perfectly against yours, as if you’d been carved from the same stone. the reason transcended the simple notion of destiny; it went beyond what the universe might have planned for you both.

you knew it when you saw him cry for the first time, and everything changed. he was always the composed one—the one who kept it together when the world felt like it was unraveling. his cool exterior never faltered, or at least, that’s what you thought until the night it all fell apart. it happened in your dorm, the quiet, familiar space suddenly feeling like a place for unraveling instead of refuge. he had broken down in front of you like he hadn’t in front of anyone else. the sobs came from deep within him, raw and uncontrolled, shaking his body in a way that left you speechless.

he had sat on your bed, hands covering his face, broken sobs echoing off the walls. His whole body shuddered with each breath, the pain pouring out of him like a dam had finally burst. you didn’t know why. he never told you, and you never asked. you never had to. it wasn’t the words that mattered in that moment, it was the feeling, the weight of his pain heavy enough to crush both of you. and so you wept with him. his tears fell, unfiltered, washing over your heart, the same heart that beat for him without hesitation.

you had held him, arms wrapped around his shaking frame, fingers tangled in his hair, and cried until his sobs finally quieted. until his breathing evened out, and the room fell silent again, save for the occasional hitch in his breath. but even that moment—intimate, raw, and unforgettable—wasn’t the full reason. the reason went beyond every touch, every kiss, every whispered promise he had never once broken. he had given you a home in his arms, a place where you belonged, where the rest of the world didn’t matter. and you were determined to give him that same home, something tangible, something sweet that he could call his own.

the house was more than just a dream. it was real, a piece of you given to him. nestled between the fields and the trees, with a creek nearby and a church hidden deep within the forest. the barn and pens were close, but they never reeked of animals. instead, the air smelled of freshwater and lilies, just like you had always imagined it would. the subtle scent of freshly baked bread lingered from the home bakery nearby, the kind of smell that made your stomach rumble in anticipation.

the house itself was two stories, painted in a soft white that reflected the sun’s warmth. but it wasn’t just white—it was touched with dabs of his favorite color. that dear green of his, the one that reminded you of life and renewal, stained the edges of the house in delicate patterns, blending into the scenery in a way that felt right, not overdone. the front steps led up to a porch where a swing swayed gently, waiting for the two of you to sit on it together, watching the sky stretch out before you. lamps stood at every corner, offering light even in the house’s darkest moments, casting a glow that felt as comforting as his presence beside you.

inside, the hallway stretched long, tiled floors echoing the soft sound of your footsteps. at the end of the hall, the bathroom sat to the right, perfectly positioned for convenience, though you barely noticed those details now. the front door led to the stairs, winding up to the second floor where your future awaited. through the door at the end of the hallway, the kitchen and living room intertwined, open and welcoming. only a small, dainty dining table separated the two spaces, enough to give the illusion of division but keeping the warmth of the home intact.

it was a place meant for sharing, for filling with memories. you could already picture yangyang sprawled across the couch, controllers in hand, keeping déjùn company when you were too busy. the boys would all gather here, because it was home. it wasn’t just a house—it was the place he had always needed, filled with laughter and warmth, with the scent of lilies and bread and the sound of friends filling the space with life. the first time he saw it, his eyes welled up, and he broke down again, not in pain this time, but in pure, unfiltered joy. you cried with him, standing there on the porch, the two of you holding each other in the doorway of the life you had built together. it was everything he had ever wanted, and it was given to him by the only person he had ever truly needed.

you stood by the stove, the warm, cozy glow of the kitchen wrapping around you like a familiar hug. the room was your sanctuary, every little detail curated to your liking, but there were traces of déjùn everywhere. a coffee mug he always used, a soft green tea towel he’d picked out, even the way the pots were arranged had his influence. it was a constant reminder that he was always there, woven into every corner of your life. you could feel him in the air, in the way the sun filtered through the windows, and in the gentle way the house creaked, as though it was alive with both of your memories.

you were making one of his favorites—peanut noodles with chili crisp. the rich scent filled the air as you prepped, hands working deftly, slicing and mixing with a practiced ease. a batch of iced green tea waited for him in the fridge, the condensation slowly forming on the glass, just the way he liked it. everything you did for him was done with care, every detail proving the love that pulsed through you. it had always been this way. every action, every gesture, was imbued with a purpose, because everything you did was for him.

you were so immersed in it, focused on the rhythm of your movements, that you hadn’t heard him come in. he stood there, just behind you, watching quietly. he didn’t want to intrude, but the scent had drawn him in, and now the sight of you convinced him to stay. you looked so pretty. your hair was tied up in a loose bun, strands falling just out of place, framing your face in a way that made you glow. your brows furrowed in concentration, your lips, soft and pink, pouted just slightly as you worked. a pink apron tied neatly at your back over your sundress, making you look both delicate and capable all at once. you were perfect.

he couldn’t believe he had you—couldn’t believe that someone so good, so kind, was his. the sight of you, standing there in your shared kitchen, cooking for him in a house that may not have been made by you, but had been turned into a home because of you. the thought of anyone else seeing you like this, of anyone else getting even a glimpse of you, stirred something possessive deep inside him. no one deserved that. no one but him.

you didn’t notice his presence until you felt it—his warmth, his breath ghosting over your ear, so close it made the hairs on your neck stand up. your body tensed for a moment, but then you softened, melting into his familiar touch. a smile tugged at your lips as you felt his arms snake around your waist, pulling you close. “everything okay?” you murmured, your voice soft, your expression relaxed now that he was near. his arms tightened around you, and you felt his face press into the crook of your neck, the closeness sending a wave of warmth over you.

your voice was like honey to him, sweet and soothing. you felt so small in his grasp, so helpless in the best way possible. his presence was overwhelming in the most intoxicating way, and you loved it. he made you feel safe but also powerless, as though the mere act of him holding you was enough to remind you who you belonged to. “i love you so much,” déjùn murmured against your skin, his voice low, breath hot as his teeth grazed the sensitive spot on your neck, sending a shiver down your spine.

“i love you too,” you whispered back, your voice shaky, hands trembling slightly around the knife you still held. the sensation of his lips on your neck, the possessiveness of his hold, it was too much. you didn’t even realize how much your hands were shaking until his fingers, large and sure, gently closed around yours, guiding the knife out of your grip and setting it on the counter. his touch was careful, but there was no mistaking the dominance in it. he took your hand into his, long fingers wrapping around your much smaller ones, grounding you.

“i'm almost done, okay?” you asked, trying to steady your breath, trying to focus on anything but the heat pooling low in your stomach.

his response was a quiet, “i'm not patient enough,” his voice was gravelly, deeper now, filled with something darker, as his lips found the curve of your neck again. this time, he didn’t stop. “i'm not patient enough to resist you,” he said, his words sending a fresh wave of heat through you.

before you could respond, his hands were on your hips, gripping you firmly as he turned you around in one fluid motion. a surprised yelp escaped your lips, but it was quickly swallowed by the intensity of his gaze. his fingers spread over your thighs, slipping under the hem of your dress, teasingly close to where you were already aching for him. he lifted you effortlessly, and instinctively, your legs wrapped around his waist. “so pretty,” déjùn murmured, his voice soft but filled with adoration as he pressed a lingering kiss to your cheek, his lips wet and warm. “aren't you?”

you were flushed, the heat creeping up from your chest to your face, and all you could do was nod, unable to form coherent words as his lips found yours. the kiss wasn’t hurried or sloppy; it was purposeful. his lips moved against yours with a confidence that made your knees weak, though you didn’t need to stand. he was holding you, carrying you with ease as he walked, never breaking the kiss as he made his way up the stairs.

by the time you reached the bedroom, your breathing had quickened, but he was steady, holding you like you were the most precious thing in the world. he kicked the door open with his foot, crossing the threshold with a grin that made your heart flutter. when he laid you down on the bed, his body hovered over yours, his hands trailing down to your thighs once more. his touch was electric, and all you could do was let yourself melt into him, the weight of the world disappearing as his lips claimed yours again.

the kiss deepened, his lips moving slowly, deliberately, as if savoring each moment, each taste of you. his hands, though gentle, had a strength that made you feel small beneath him, yet cherished. his fingers, impossibly long and deft, found the apron tied over your dress, pulling at the knot with ease. the fabric loosened and fell away, forgotten, as his attention shifted to the way your knees bent, your legs spreading just slightly, enough for him to notice the hitch in your breath.

his eyes followed the movement, lingering where your dress had bunched up, revealing the soft cotton of your pink panties. his gaze dropped to the faint dampness staining the fabric, and a slow, knowing smile spread across his face. his thumb traced the outline of your swollen lips, his touch feather-light but sending a ripple of anticipation through your body.

“what do you want, baby?” his voice was low, almost a whisper, as his thumb pressed lightly against your bottom lip. the question hung in the air between you, heavy and full of promise, but the words you wanted to say tangled in your throat. you let out a small, pathetic whimper, your mouth parting slightly as his thumb pushed past your lips, pressing against your tongue.

“you know i’ll give my girl whatever she wants if she uses her words, right?” he murmured, his tone teasing but affectionate, the dark timber of it wrapping around you like a velvet rope. his thumb pressed deeper, your lips wrapping around the knuckle as you instinctively closed your mouth around him. the weight of his finger, the intimacy of it, made your breath hitch, a broken sound escaping your throat as you struggled to find your voice. you nodded, tears gathering at the corners of your eyes as his thumb pressed further into your mouth, deeper until it filled the space, until he was satisfied. your teeth grazed lightly against his skin as you tried to speak around him, your voice muffled, rasping out a soft, desperate plea. “want you, xiao, please.”

his eyes darkened at your words, his free hand cupping your cheek as his thumb finally withdrew, leaving you gasping for breath. his gaze roamed over your face, taking in the tears clinging to your lashes, the flush of your cheeks, the way your lips were swollen and parted. his thumb brushed across your cheek, wiping away the tear that had slipped free, his lips curving into a gentle smile that didn’t quite reach the hunger in his eyes. “god, you’re too much,” he murmured, his voice thick with something darker, something possessive. his hand slipped down to your waist, fingers skimming the sensitive skin just above your panties. your breath hitched again, the sensation of his fingers so close to where you needed him most almost unbearable.

déjùn's knuckle grazed over your clothed pussy, the pressure sending a jolt of pleasure through you that made your nails dig into his arm. your fingertips brushed against the prominent veins running down his forearm, feeling his pulse beneath your touch. you were aching, desperate for more, but just when you thought he'd finally give you what you craved, he stopped. the loss of contact made your body tense with frustration, and you pouted, your lips parting in disappointment. he caught your expression and smiled, his fingers stroking the soft skin of your thigh. his touch was gentle, teasing, as he asked, “can you do something for me?”

you nodded eagerly, desperate for him to stop teasing, to finally get on with what you both so clearly wanted. “take everything off,” he said, his voice low, thick with desire, “and put your apron back on.”

the request caught you off guard, a moment of surprise flashing in your eyes, but you couldn’t deny the way your body responded to the thought. the sight of you in nothing but the apron—cooking for him, being his—was enough to drive him insane. it made you feel delicate, pretty, like you belonged to him completely. you could feel your pulse quickening at the idea, the excitement building as you imagined how his gaze would devour you.

standing on the bed, your hands trembled slightly as you reached for the hem of your sundress. déjùn was on his knees beneath you, his hands gently guiding you, helping to pull the fabric over your head. his lips followed the path of your dress as it lifted, leaving soft, lingering kisses down your stomach, his nose brushing against your skin. when the fabric pooled at your feet, his lips reached the top of your thighs, kissing just above your panties, his breath warm against the sensitive skin. the ache between his legs was becoming unbearable, the sight of you, the taste of your skin—it was overwhelming. hos hands slid up the back of your thighs, his fingers pressing into the soft flesh, gripping you like he never wanted to let go.

your hands were shy, hesitant, as you reached behind your back to unhook your bra. the strap loosened, and déjùn’s hands were quick to pull it down, his eyes dark with desire as the material fell away. he leaned upward, his lips finding the bare skin of your breast, his tongue darting out to trace slow, tantalizing circles around your nipple. a soft moan escaped your lips, your back arching slightly as his mouth closed over you, sucking gently. “keep going, baby,” he murmured against your skin, his breath hot against your nipple. his voice was low, laced with hunger, urging you on.

you did as you were told, your fingers trembling as you hooked your thumbs into the waistband of your panties, tugging them down your thighs. déjùn's mouth left your breast, but his hand replaced it, groping and tugging at the sensitive flesh as he shifted his attention lower. he was utterly entranced by the sweet smell of your core, the way your body trembled as you exposed yourself to him. his free hand moved to spread your thighs apart, his fingers gentle but firm, guiding you to open for him. his lips brushed against your inner thigh, trailing soft kisses as he moved closer to where you needed him most. you could feel his breath hot against your folds, his nose grazing your entrance, teasing you, making you shake beneath his touch.

“xiao—” you began to beg, your voice a broken whisper, but he cut you off with a soft shush, his lips brushing against your thigh as he did. the vibration of his voice shot straight through you, making your core tighten in anticipation. “almost there,” he murmured, his voice soft, soothing, but full of promise. you let out a small whimper, your hips shifting slightly, aching for him to stop teasing. but instead of giving in, he licked a slow, deliberate stripe up your thigh, his nose brushing dangerously close to your core without touching. he inhaled deeply, savoring the scent of your arousal, and it took everything in him to resist the temptation to devour you.

you reached for the apron, your hands shaking as you pulled it over your head, the thin straps tightening around your neck as you adjusted it. déjùn pulled back just enough to watch, his eyes dark and hungry as they roamed over your body. the front of the apron barely covered you, the fabric tight around your waist, your breasts spilling out from the sides. from his angle, your core was still exposed, and the sight made his breath hitch.

with a groan, he reached for you, his hands gripping your hips as he turned you around, his gaze taking in the sight of your ass peeking out from the back of the apron. his fingers trembled slightly as he hastily tied the strings behind you, pulling you back down onto the bed. “you drive me insane,” he murmured, his voice thick with desire, his hands gripping you firmly as he tugged the knot tight.

déjùn laid you down gently on your back, his body hovering over yours, and for a moment, the world felt still. his lips found yours in a kiss so soft, so slow, that it made your heart stutter. his eyes scanned over you, lingering on the way the apron clung to your body, leaving so much exposed yet teasingly hidden. “you like it?” you asked shyly, your voice barely a whisper, your breath catching as his gaze turned heavy with desire.

without a word, his hands shot up, grabbing your breasts where they spilled shamelessly out of the apron’s sides, kneading them with an intensity that made your entire body flush with heat. “so much,” he groaned, his voice thick with hunger. “look so perfect, so pretty. the prettiest wife.” your breath hitched, a soft whimper escaping your lips as his words sank into you. but it was what he said next that made your body tremble, made the air in the room feel heavier, thicker. “you’ll be an even prettier mommy.”

the thought made you squirm beneath him, your thighs pressing together instinctively as his hands worked over your body. the idea of being his—entirely, fully, and forever—drove him wild. he didn’t just want you. he wanted to claim you, to breed you, to see you swollen with the weight of his children. the thought of you, plump and heavy with his seed, your belly round and your breasts full, helpless and tender for him—he needed it. he could already picture it: kissing your feet to soothe your exhaustion, cradling your swollen belly, watching you as you moved around his home, his perfect, precious wife. it was the most enchanting image, one that fueled the fire already burning inside him.

“gonna let me make you one, yeah?” his voice was soft, almost a plea, though there was nothing but certainty in his eyes. even with the unbearable strain in his pants, he was patient, waiting for your answer. “yeah,” you murmured, your voice shaking with need, “put a baby in me.” you would give him whatever he wanted because you wanted it just as much, maybe even more. the thought of being his, completely his, sent shivers down your spine, and you could feel the tension building inside him, the way his body shuddered at your words.

a grunt escaped him as he pushed your knees to your chest, spreading you wide open for him. his head dipped between your thighs, and instead of diving in like you expected, he pressed his face into your core, breathing you in deeply. his groan reverberated through your body, and your fingers tangled in his hair, tugging gently as you moaned. he had no idea just how wet you were, how ready you were for him. your slick clung to his nose and cheeks as he nuzzled deeper, the heat of his breath and the pressure of his face sending waves of pleasure through your core. you could feel the wetness slipping down your thighs, soaking his skin, and it only made you need him more.

“you’re making a mess, baby,” he grunted, his voice rough as his hands kneaded your thighs, fingers tracing the edge of the apron. “fuck, getting me all fucking dirty.” your response was nothing more than a pitiful whine, your body arching beneath him, lips parting as tears welled in your eyes from the overwhelming need for more. the sensation of his face pressed against you, his nose grazing your clit, was driving you mad.

then, his tongue flicked out, wrapping around your clit with a precision that made you see stars. he sucked at it gently at first, teasing you, then harder, his lips closing over your entire core. his tongue darted out, licking up and down your slit, collecting every bit of your juices, savoring the taste of you. “too much,” you shuddered, your voice barely a whisper as you tried to hold back. “wanna cum on your dick, please.”

you could beg all you liked, but déjùn was as mean as he was generous. he didn’t listen, didn’t stop. his pace quickened, his nose pressing into your clit while his tongue worked over your folds, licking up the slick that dripped down your thighs. you tasted so sweet, so familiar, and the more he tasted, the more he wanted. your core throbbed beneath his touch, your walls tightening as the pleasure built, unbearable, almost too much. you whimpered as he slipped a finger inside you, curling it, hitting that soft, spongy spot that made you cry out.

you sobbed quietly, the sensation overwhelming, your body on the brink of release. but just when you thought you’d fall over the edge, he pulled away. the loss of his mouth, of his touch, left you trembling, a frustrated whine escaping your lips. he was so mean. so mean. but then, his face softened, a gentle smile gracing his lips as he leaned over, pressing a kiss to your mouth. his chin was slick with your juices, his breath hot against your lips, and his fingers brushed away the tears that had spilled from your eyes.

“gonna stretch you out so good,” he groaned against your mouth, his words laced with promise, with need. “baby’s gonna pop right out once i’m done with you.” the taste of your arousal lingered on your tongue as his lips moved over yours, his hands roaming your body, his touch firm yet tender. you could feel the heat radiating from him, the way his body trembled with restraint as he hovered above you, his cock hard and aching against your thigh.

he made you watch as he peeled his clothes away, but you would’ve watched either way. how could you not? how could you look away, when he looked so good? his dark hair clung to his forehead, slick with sweat. in fact, he was sweaty all around. his chin and fingers were still wet with your arousal, but every other part of him was wet with sweat, and he’s never looked better. what really had your attention was his boxers, the sight of the tip of his cock peeking out from the top, hard and angry, pressing against his abs, eager to escape its confinement.

he chuckled as he watched your concentration, disrupting your thoughts. it only encouraged him to continue, tugging his boxers down his thighs eagerly. he let out a shameless groan as his cock collided with his stomach, upright and hard to the touch, the cool air grazing it and flooding him with temporary relief. he was so big, so so big, and you would never get used to it. every vein was prominent, blue clashing with the angry shade of red his cock was, begging for attention in every way. he seemed smug, pleased with how shocked you were as he took your frail hand and wrapped it around the base.

“oh, fuck,” he growled at the feeling of your fingers wrapped around him so generously. you looked up at him with doe eyes, innocent and sweet as if you weren’t a filthy mess for him. you stroked him from the base of his cock to the tip, your thumb dancing around the slit where pre-cum had started dribbling down his shaft. you savored the sounds he was making as you collected his seed with your thumb, releasing his dick just to plop your thumb into your mouth. he watched with a sinister gaze as your lips wrapped around your finger, sucking off the salty mess he was starting to make.

just like that, it was over. he pushed your knees up to your chest once more, eyes glazing over your weeping cunt a final time as he grabbed his dick, alligning it with your cunt. you could feel the tip against your clit, rock hard and thick as he tapped it against your pussy. “xiao, please, need you to fuck me,” you begged through unshed tears. you were about to press down against him, to stir up the smallest bit of friction, but he was mean. he held your hip down with his free hand, just to release his dick from his other one.

then, it unfolded before you could predict it. his free hand came down against your pussy, harsh and unforgiving with a squelch as his palm collided with a smack. your hips stuttered at the pain and sinful pleasure as a tear fell down your cheek, the weight of his cruel gaze unmatched. he spread his fingers in front of your face with a subtle smirk. “see how wet you are?” he cooed, gesturing to the slick dripping down his palm. “see how wet i make you?” all you could do was nod, too ashamed and too desperate to talk. he was plased, all too pleased with just how abused your cunt looked from a single slap.

it urged him on, encouraging him to bring his cock right back to your core. this time, there was no teasing. he would so generously give you what you were looking for, no matter how much it hurt—and it definitely hurt. no matter how many times he fucked you, no matter how hard, you would never adjust to his size. you moaned in synchronization as he eased his dick past your folds, your walls clamping down on him the second he entered you. you could feel every inch, every vein and every pulse. it was raw, it was painful, and it felt too good.

his eyes locked with yours as he slammed into you, the sound of your moans and the slap of his skin against yours echoing in the room. your tits bounced with every thrust, smacking against your chin as your knees were forced into your chest. you felt so full, so used, so utterly owned by this man. and yet, you craved more. “deeper,” you panted, your nails digging into the bed as your body begged for release. “deeper, xiao, need more.” he would oblige, he wanted it more than you did. he was determined to put a baby in you.

his strokes grew more erratic, his breaths shallower as he fucked you like it was his life's mission. your eyes never left his, the connection between you palpable. his cock was like a piston, relentlessly plunging into your tight pussy, hitting that spot that made you scream his name with every thrust. your walls quivered around him, desperately trying to keep him in, to keep that feeling forever. “this pussy was made for my cock, yeah?” he slurred, circling his hips before slamming right back into you. tears slid down your cheeks at the sensation of it, you wanted to be owned by him.

his hand tightened around your hip, his other gripping your chin to force your gaze up to his. “tell me how much you love it, baby. tell me how much you want my cum inside you,” he demanded, his voice thick with need. and you did, you told him just how much you loved it, how much you needed it. you begged him to fill you up, to breed you, to make you his. “fill me up with your cum, dont let any spill out,” you begged through your tears as they coated his hand. “get me pregnant, knock me up, xiao—fuck—” he was relentless, absolutely relentless with his hands on your knees, pushing you back to let him go deeper, his balls slapping against the flesh of your ass as he threw his head back with a groan.

you watched as his abs tensed, his cock thickening even more as he picked up his pace. the smack of skin on skin grew louder, your moans turning into screams as he hit your sweet spot over and over again. it was agonizingly beautiful, the way his body moved with yours, the way your cunt clamped down on him as he drove deeper, the way your tits jiggled with every thrust. you felt yourself getting closer, your walls tightening around his dick, the pressure building. he was gonna breed your cunt, make an oven out of your pussy.

his thumb found your clit, rubbing it in firm circles as he fucked you harder, the friction setting your nerves alight. “i’m gonna cum,” you gasped, your voice high and desperate. “i’m gonna cum on your cock, xiao.” he grunted, his hips slamming into you, his own orgasm just as imminent. “yes, baby, cum for me,” he whispered, his eyes dark with lust. “cum all over me, show me how much you want it.” and just like that, you did. your body tensed, your back arched, and a scream tore from your throat as your pussy spasmed around his cock, clenching tight as you came harder than you ever had before.

his rhythm didn't falter, though. if anything, it grew more intense, more punishing. “not yet,” he said, his voice strained. “i’m not done with you.” his thumb kept working your clit, pushing you into another orgasm, and another, until your cries were nothing but desperate pleas for mercy. but mercy wasn't something déjùn knew how to give, not when he had you like this, not when he could feel you milking him, begging for his seed.

his eyes were wild with lust, his pupils blown wide as he watched you come undone beneath him. “you’re gonna take every drop,” he promised, his strokes growing shallower as he chased his own release. “you’re gonna be pregnant with my baby, you're gonna carry it and grow it and push it out just for me.” the thought sent a shiver down your spine, a mix of fear and excitement that had you trembling all over.

his thumb never left your clit, even as his hips stuttered, his cock pulsing with the beginnings of his orgasm. “xiao,” you whispered, “i’m gonna—” but he silenced you with a kiss, his tongue sliding into your mouth, tasting the salt of your tears and the sweetness of your cries. he groaned against your lips, his hand leaving your chin to wrap around the base of his cock as he pushed in one final, deep thrust. you felt the warmth of his cum fill you, the pressure building until it was almost too much. your eyes rolled back in your head as your body was hit with a final wave of pleasure, his seed spilling into your womb. “yes,” you chanted, your voice muffled by his mouth. “yes, yes, yes—”

his body tensed above you, his muscles tight as he emptied himself inside you. his cock jerked, pulsing, and you could feel every drop of his cum coating your insides. when he finally pulled out, a string of it followed, connecting his cock to your pussy before snapping, leaving a trail of white on your skin. “so good,” he murmured, kissing down your neck as his hands softened on your hips. “so fucking good.” he was pleased, too pleased. all with the sight of your pussy coated in white—coated in his white.

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a/n: what would you do if when you okay so he said yes would GO 💜 thank you for requesting ily

                  something missing in ur eyes

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oh baby it’s you 이제 시작이야  it’s only the beginning,  무한의 나 the limitless me

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> NCT (dream, 127, U)

centrestage - k. doyoung

doyoung has only got this chance to confess his love to the one person who means everything to him ⤹ 01.09.24

✰ stay by my side - l. jeno

nothing went to plan, but jeno wasn't gonna complain ⤹ 21.07.24

midnight melodies - l. haechan

he called you because he missed you ; you replied because you love him so ⤹ 01.06.24

(he’s) my work crush! - l. taeyong 🧷  

work crushes do make your time at work a whole lot better! ⤹ 21.04.24

the severity of you - p. jisung 🧷  

you were the most important person in jisung's life, even before he knew it. ⤹ 11.03.24

“i know you best.” - n. jaemin 🧷

jaemin knows you best, and that’s him for you.  ⤹ 01.02.24

“i love you. i won’t ever let go.” - j. jaehyun 🧷

jaehyun may have pavloved you with the hand holding (bad summary dont trust just read) ⤹ 21.12.23

like a fever - l. haechan 🧷

falling and feeling sick wasn't part of your plan, but loverboy haechan is here to make you feel better ⤹ 01.09.23

“erase your doubts.” - k. doyoung 🧷

when your thoughts get loud, doyoung is here to tamp them down  ⤹ 21.05.23

“that isn’t love.” - n. jaemin 🧷  

jaemin’s the heart-mender now that you got your heart broken by another ⤹ 10.05.22

✰ click! - l. mark 🧷

you like taking pictures of mark and mark’s just being goofy as per usual  ⤹ 22.06.22

✰ 20 seconds - j. jaehyun 🧷  

all it took was 20 seconds with you. that was all the time needed. ⤹ 29.03.22

“i don’t say it often, but it doesn’t mean i’ve stopped loving you any less.” - k. jungwoo 🧷

jungwoo knows you aren’t expressive in showing love, but it is the simple “i love you” from you that keeps him going ⤹ 03.03.22

✰ “my...boyfriend!” - s. johnny 🧷  

johnny is a great actor...pretending to be your fake boyfriend that is (but he would love to be your actual boyfriend) ⤹ 30.12.21 

“i’d like to see you get this ‘right’ for this one.” - p. jisung 🧷

chemistry between you and jisung was nearly perfect, if it involved food ⤹ 23.12.21

nct’s taeyong wherein he comforts you 🧷

⤹ 23.11.21

✰ nct 127 + sleep 🧷

⤹ 16.11.21 -- part 1: taeil, johnny, yuta  ⤹ 18.11.21 -- part 2: taeyong, doyoung, jaehyun ⤹ 20.11.21 -- part 3: jungwoo, mark, haechan 

✰ “tired?” - l. haechan  🧷

haechan likes you more than the dreamies; that’s a good thing for one ⤹ 26.10.21

✰ “can i kiss you?” - l. jeno 🧷

if it’s one thing you absolutely adored, it was jeno being the absolute gentleman he is ⤹ 20.09.21

“i think...here.” - l. taeyong 🧷

taeyong’s happy to have your support ⤹ 28.09.21

🧷 - proofread and refurbished

> NCT SERIES 

roommate! au - all based off randomized prompts 

➸ l. taeyong

why are you laughing so weirdly at your lap and is that a KITTEN? ⤹ 03.09.20

➸ s. johnny

there’s a spider in my room and thank heavens you got rid of it but i’m not sleeping alone ⤹ 04.09.20

➸ n. yuta

i accidentally slammed the door too hard and now i’m room-bound, so entertain me because i’m totally not scared of being alone (lies)  ⤹ 05.09.20

➸ k. doyoung 

it’s my first time rooming with someone else and i’m panicky- why are you so AAAAAAAAAAA? ⤹ 07.09.20

➸ j. jaehyun 

you clearly looked stressed but i don’t know what went through my mind as i kissed you on your cheek ⤹ 09.09.20

➸  k. jungwoo  

why did you come back so late!? you had me worried sick! ⤹ 13.09.20

➸ l. mark

we played scrabble to help you with your english, but we somehow ended up going to sleep beside each other ⤹ 15.09.20

➸ l. haechan

you don’t know that i can braid hair, but i’m really just lying and using this opportunity to play with yours (respectfully) ⤹ 17.09.20

nct dream hIGH! (pov of a 2003 liner)

l. mark  ⤹ 15.02.20

✰ l. haechan + l. jeno + n. jaemin + h. renjun  ⤹ 16.02.20

z. chenle  ⤹ 17.02.20

p. jisung  ⤹ 17.02.20

stay at home with dreamies  [ ♡ ] ➸ h. renjun

baking with renjun! ⤹ 29.05.20

➸ n. jaemin [ ✰ ]

movies with jaemin! ⤹ 06.02.20

➸ z. chenle

playing with water guns in the (light) rain with chenle! ⤹ 16.06.20

➸ p. jisung 

mario kart with jisung! (but he interrupts your zoom session) ⤹ 07.06.20

[random] rooftop fight predictions  ⤹ 20.01.21

> WAYV 

you claiming you like their pets more 

wayv as things i’ve said or texted in chinese

> previously under nct u

“My lucky charm.” - Sungchan 

a promise made back then is still a promise worth fulfilling

tags: trainee! sungchan, gn! reader, mentions of future trainee! sungchan

“No, scratch that, I love you.” - Shotaro 

shotaro mans up and confesses to you...via a rather strange way

tags: non-idol! shotaro, fem! readers, ft. non-idol! yuta

“60, 59, 58, 57, 56, 55, 54, 53...” - Sungchan

sungchan has a great mediation tip and uses it on you

tags: trainee! sungchan, trainee! + gn! reader, ft. trainee! shotaro

99's line

Lucas Yuqi

(Wong Yukhei) (Song)

Suhyun Yeri

(Lee) (Kim Yerim)

Xiaojun Hendery

(Xiao Dejun) (Huang Guanheng)

Mina Mark Lee

(Kang) (Lee Minhyung)

ℕ𝕚𝕘𝕙𝕥𝕞𝕒𝕣𝕖

ᵖᵃⁱʳⁱⁿᵍˢ: ʰᵘˢᵇᵃⁿᵈ ˣⁱᵃᵒʲᵘⁿ ˣ ᵍⁿ ʳᵉᵃᵈᵉʳ

ᵍᵉⁿʳᵉ: ᶠˡᵘᶠᶠ

ʷᵒʳᵈ ᶜᵒᵘⁿᵗ: 0.3ᵏ

ʷᵃʳⁿⁱⁿᵍˢ: ⁿⁱᵍʰᵗᵐᵃʳᵉ ᵒᶠ ᵇʳᵉᵃᵏ ⁱⁿ.

ˢʸⁿᵒᵖˢⁱˢ: ᵃᶠᵗᵉʳ ʰᵃᵛⁱⁿᵍ ᵠᵘⁱᵗᵉ ᵃ ˢᵉʳⁱᵒᵘˢ ᵃⁿᵈ ʳᵉᵃˡⁱˢᵗⁱᶜ ⁿⁱᵍʰᵗᵐᵃʳᵉ, ʸᵒᵘ ʷᵃᵏᵉ ᵘᵖ ᵗᵒ ᵗʰᵉ ᶜᵒᵐᶠᵒʳᵗ ᵒᶠ ʸᵒᵘʳ ʰᵘˢᵇᵃⁿᵈ ˣⁱᵃᵒʲᵘⁿ.

ᵇʳⁱᵉᶠ ⁱⁿᵗʳᵒᵈᵘᶜᵗⁱᵒⁿ ᵗᵒ ᵐʸ ᵇˡᵒᵍ

It was a normal night, at least for Xiaojun it was. For you…

Well not so much.

Going to sleep everything was okay, it was while sleeping that you just couldn't get a good night rest.

Alarms ringing, an unknown person, your house supposed to be a safe spot, you would've been okay If it weren't for the last part of the scenario…

You husband… Xiaojun, ended up distracting the intruder so you could get away…

Before seeing you forcefully awoke yourself, looking around everywhere upon the unsettling feeling.

“What's wrong…?*

You heard the familiar voice, comforting voice of your husband speak from the other side.

“Xiaojun…”

Your husband couldn't help but grow worried at you scared expression, so he got up and scooted closer to you while pulling you in for a hug as he rubbed your shoulder lightly.

“Babe… what's wrong?”

“Nothing… just a nightmare”

“Do you wanna talk about it?”

“...”

“Does it make you uncomfortable..?”

You slowly nodded your head in response to him, he understood and just brought you into the comfort of his warmth

“It's okay… it was just a dream.. not reality”

“I'm just scared that it might actually happen. It's not something that can easily be brushed off.. judging by the fact that it can happen at any moment.”

“I'm sorry… but no matter what I'll always be here.”

You glanced back at your partner, looking at him softly as you stared at him.

“I hope so.”

“Do you wanna sleep closer together?”

You nodded your head slowly and laid down in his arms, as he pulled you close and brushed with your hair.

“If you have another nightmare, hit me so I can wake you up.”

He said it half joking half serious.

“I'll make sure to do so”

“Please do… I hate seeing you like this.”

You looked at your husband in the eyes and nodded your head.

“If I can find you I will.” You said with a giggling tone.

“Thank you love. Sweet dreams.”

“Goodnight Xiao…”

ᴡʜᴇɴ ʏᴏᴜ ɢᴇᴛ ɪɴ ᴀ ᴅᴀᴛɪɴɢ ꜱᴄᴀɴᴅʟᴇ ᴡɪᴛʜ ꜱᴏᴍᴇᴏɴᴇ ᴇʟꜱᴇ -ᴡᴀʏᴠ

ᴾᵃⁱʳⁱⁿᵍˢ: ᴼᵗ⁶ ˣ ᶠᵉᵐ! ᴿᵉᵃᵈᵉʳ

ᴳᵉⁿʳᵉ: ᶠˡᵘᶠᶠ, ˢᵐᵃᵘ

ˢʸⁿᵒᵖˢⁱˢ: ʸᵒᵘ ᵍᵉᵗ ⁱⁿᵗᵒ ᵃ ᵈᵃᵗⁱⁿᵍ ʳᵘᵐᵒʳ ʷⁱᵗʰ ˢᵒᵐᵉᵒⁿᵉ ᵉˡˢᵉ ᵗʰᵃᵗ ⁱˢⁿ'ᵗ ʸᵒᵘʳ ᵇᵒʸᶠʳⁱᵉⁿᵈ

WARNING: slight spicy content with a fem!reader

[10:05 p.m.] your favorite thing in the entire world is to make xiaojun uncomfortable. you love seeing the flustered mess he becomes, it’s adorable. so, as you sit across him and sip your coffee, you have an idea. you’re just waiting for the right moment to execute it. he reaches for his mug, scrolling on his phone with his occupied hand. as soon as the rim of the cup touches his mouth and he pushes it back, you ask, “so do you have any kinks?”

the hot beverage is caught in his throat and his eyes go comically wide. he quickly swallows to avoid spitting his tea over the table. his gaze narrows as he focused on you, laughing with your face towards the ceiling, wiping your tears. “I fucking love catching you off guard, xiaojun, relax! you don’t have to answer it.” but xiaojun’s got an idea of his own.

he looks around the room to double check that no one’s around, before he clenches his jaw slightly and stands up from the chair, eyes fixed on your confused face. you watch as he walks closer to you and follow his movements as he pulls the chair right next to you and swings his legs over either side of it, leaning towards you. “you wanna know my kinks, baby girl?” now it’s your turn to go flustered, and although the boldness of his current actions are causing his neck to redden, xiaojun leans even closer. you could feel his breath on your face, your eyelids fluttering. his hand reaches up, and rests along the base of your neck, the cold rings on his fingers a sharp contrast to the radiating warmth from your beating jugular vein. “I‘ve always wanted to choke someone, that’s a kink that I’ve yet to try. besides that, being the dominant one is a huge kink of mine.” he could feel you swallow and you see the darks of his eyes peering into your soul. fuck, he’s got you now. the sexual tension in the air is so thick you could slice it with a knife, and the two of you keep glancing down at each other’s lips.

all of a sudden, he starts to laugh. hard. his hand leaves your throat and he raises fists of victory. “gotcha! how does that feel?” xiaojun watches you leave this trance and scowl at him, face heating up. “not good at all, you jerk,” you mumble, hiding your face in your hands. you can’t believe that. xiaojun coos at your reaction, ruffling your hair. “aw, now you’ll know not to mess with me, y/n.” and he walks out of the room, leaving you a hot, bothered mess. little do you know, though, that as soon as he shuts his door he can hear his heartbeat in his ears, shocked at what he just did.

[17:34]

"look at you..." you coo teasingly, rubbing your hands down xiaojun's naked chest, thumbs grazing over his nipples and you smile as his breathing hitches at the back of his throat, body immediately reacting to your touch. "you look so pretty beneath me, baby boy"

"fuck" a pathetic whimper leaves him, throwing his back against the pillows and squeezing his eyes shut as your hips grind down on his leaking cock. xiajoun feels embarrassed being the only one naked, but your panty cladded core rubbing his aching cock allows the worries and embarrassments to fade away.

"you're so sensitive" you wipe his sweaty bangs out of his face and rake your nails through his hair, gripping the strands at the back with a harsh tug which makes him open his eyes to look straight at you.

xiajoun twitches beneath you the second he makes eye contact, his own hands gripping your hips to prevent you from moving and making him possibly cum too soon, despite wanting it so badly.

"my pretty, pretty boy..." you compliment him as you tug him to sit upwards, his nose barely touching your own and you smile as you feel him shiver, his hands gripping you as tight as he possibly can as your lips brush against his own. "i can't wait to ruin you..."

NSFW Xiaojun as a sub

Second last one so I’m almost done for this series, Xiaojun has been long awaited ahah, nsfw ahead.

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- To most people Xiaojun may seem plain but he just likes to call it simple and sophisticated

- You love him endlessly no matter what his lifestyle choices are

- He might prefer to stay in and watch a movie

- Is still very cute and sweet

- His kisses are very sweet and full of love, he likes to linger for a few seconds and savour the taste of your lips

- He says your lips are as soft if not softer then clouds

- Prefers not to call you mommy but will always call you by a cute name because he always thinks that you are cute

- Will complement you 24/7 because he gets pouty when he hasn’t called you beautiful in the last half an hour

- Actually enjoys to clean, he thinks it’s quite calming to have his mind not focus on anything else which makes you selfishly happy since you never have to clean hehe

- The most vanilla but is still a sub at heart

- Is only into simple kinks like crazy positions, blindfolds, edging and dirty talk and even then he can only handle so much

- More of the time prefers sex to be super sweet and include romance

- Xiaojun loves to be held while he fucks you and likes heaps of praise

- Even if the scene was very simple which is ok because you like simple too you both might still need a relaxing bath afterwards or some extra cuddles

- Cuddling is his favourite thing to do and is always down to do it

- The perfect date for him is a romance movie and romantic food to match, it might make him giggle at how cliché it all sounds

- Loves it when you massage him, maybe it’s a reward for all the cleaning he’s done or maybe he’s specifically asked for one because a specific body part hurts, or you are just feeling lovely and want to give him one, either way he loves it

- You think he has the most beautiful voice and you love it when he sings for you, you wish he sang more often

- Not much he does can be considered as bad since your relationship isn’t too heavily dynamic based, plus spanking is a hard limit of his

- A stern talking to does the trick

- Doesn’t mind a playful spank but could never handle a full on spanking

- Overall Xiaojun your sweet vanilla baby boy and you love to tell him so

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☽ ʟᴇᴇ ᴛᴀᴇʏᴏɴɢ;

name: lee tae yong

hometown: seoul, south korea

birthday: july 1, 1995

position: alpha

fur colour: black

eye colour: red

transformation age: 21

☽ ᴍᴏᴏɴ ᴛᴀᴇɪʟ;

name: moon tae il

hometown: seoul, south korea

birthday: june 14, 1994

position: beta

fur colour: brown

eye colour: blue

transformation age: 22

☽ ᴊᴏʜɴ ꜱᴜʜ – ᴊᴏʜɴɴʏ;

name: john jun suh

hometown: chicago, illinois, usa

birthday: february 9, 1995

position: beta

fur colour: brown

eye colour: blue

transformation age: 21

☽ ɴᴀᴋᴀᴍᴏᴛᴏ ʏᴜᴛᴀ;

name: nakamoto yuta

hometown: osaka, japan

birthday: october 26, 1995

position: gamma

fur colour: black

eye colour: black

transformation age: 20

☽ Qɪᴀɴ ᴋᴜɴ;

name: qian kun

hometown: fujian, china

birthday: january 1, 1996

position: gamma

fur colour: black

eye colour: black

transformation age: 23

☽ ᴋɪᴍ ᴅᴏɴɢʏᴏᴜɴɢ – ᴅᴏʏᴏᴜɴɢ;

name: kim dong young

hometown: gyeonggi-do, south korea

birthday: february 1, 1996

position: delta

fur colour: brown

eye colour: golden

transformation age: 20

☽ ᴄʜɪᴛᴛᴀᴘʜᴏɴ ʟᴇᴇᴄʜɪᴀʏᴀᴘᴏʀɴᴋᴜʟ – ᴛᴇɴ;

name: chittaphon leechaiyapornkul

hometown: bangkok, thailand

birthday: february 27, 1996

position: kinsmir

fur colour: silver

eye colour: white

transformation age: 20

☽ ᴊᴜɴɢ ʏᴏᴏɴᴏʜ – ᴊᴀᴇʜʏᴜɴ;

name: jung yoon oh

hometown: seoul, south korea

birthday: february 14, 1997

position: theta

fur colour: silver

eye colour: black

transformation age: 19

☽ ᴅᴏɴɢ ꜱɪᴄʜᴇɴɢ – ᴡɪɴᴡɪɴ;

name: dong sicheng

hometown: zhejiang, china

birthday: october 28, 1997

position: epsilon

fur colour: amber

eye colour: golden

transformation age: 18

☽ ᴋɪᴍ ᴊᴜɴɢᴡᴏᴏ;

name: kim jung woo

hometown: gunpo, south korea

birthday: february 19, 1998

position: omega

fur colour: white

eye colour: golden

transformation age: 17

☽ ᴡᴏɴɢ ʏᴜᴋʜᴇɪ – ʟᴜᴄᴀꜱ;

name: wong yukhei

hometown: hong kong, china

birthday: january 15, 1999

position: eta

fur colour: brown

eye colour: blue

transformation age: 19

☽ ᴍᴀʀᴋ ʟᴇᴇ;

name: mark lee

hometown: toronto, canada

birthday: august 2, 1999

position: zeta

fur colour: amber

eye colour: golden

transformation age: 16

☽ xɪᴀᴏ ᴅᴇᴊᴜɴ – xɪᴀᴏᴊᴜɴ;

name: xiao dejun

hometown: guangdong, china

birthday: august 8, 1999

position: ultima

fur colour: silver

eye colour: black

transformation age: 19

☽ ᴡᴏɴɢ ᴋᴜɴʜᴀɴɢ – ʜᴇɴᴅᴇʀʏ;

name: wong kunhang

hometown: macau, china

birthday: september 28, 1999

position: omicron

fur colour: black

eye colour: silver

transformation age: 19

☽ ʜᴜᴀɴɢ ʀᴇɴᴊᴜɴ;

name: huang renjun

hometown: jilin, china

birthday: march 23, 2000

position: omega

fur colour: white

eye colour: golden

transformation age: 16

☽ ʟᴇᴇ ᴊᴇɴᴏ;

name: lee je no

hometown: incheon, south korea

birthday: april 13, 2000

position: omega

fur colour: white

eye colour: golden

transformation age: 16

☽ ʟᴇᴇ ᴅᴏɴɢʜʏᴜᴄᴋ – ʜᴀᴇᴄʜᴀɴ;

name: lee dong hyuck

hometown: seoul, south korea

birthday: june 6, 2000

position: omega

fur colour: white

eye colour: golden

transformation age: 15

☽ ɴᴀ ᴊᴀᴇᴍɪɴ;

name: na jae min

hometown: seoul, south korea

birthday: august 13, 2000

position: triple changer

fur colour: strawberry blonde

eye colour: silver

transformation age: 16

☽ ʟɪᴜ ʏᴀɴɢʏᴀɴɢ;

name: liu yangyang

hometown: taiwan, china

birthday: october 10, 2000

position: omicron

fur colour: black

eye colour: silver

transformation age: 18

☽ ᴏꜱᴀᴋɪ ꜱʜᴏᴛᴀʀᴏ;

name: osaki shoraro

hometown: kanagawa, japan

birthday: november 25, 2000

position: iota

fur colour: white

eye colour: brown

transformation age: 19

☽ ᴊᴜɴɢ ꜱᴜɴɢᴄʜᴀɴ;

name: jung sung chan

hometown: seoul, south korea

birthday: september 13, 2001

position: iota

fur colour: white

eye colour: brown

transformation age: 21

☽ ᴢʜᴏɴɢ ᴄʜᴇɴʟᴇ;

name: zhong chenle

hometown: shanghai, china

birthday: november, 22, 2001

position: omega

fur colour: white

eye colour: golden

transformation age: 14

☽ ᴘᴀʀᴋ ᴊɪꜱᴜɴɢ;

name: park ji sung

hometown: seoul, south korea

birthday: february 5, 2002

position: omega

fur colour: white

eye colour: golden

transformation age: 14