Lonely_Moon07
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Chan pulled the boy’s shorts down, helping him get them off his legs, along with his underwear. Chan felt something wet drip onto his thigh and gasped as he looked down. It was slick, leaking from Jisung’s hole. “Oh, kitten. For me?”
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Chan comes home to find his cat hybrid, Jisung, going into his first heat.
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"Does he compare, Jisung? Does he compare with the memories of when it used to be me?
Changbin is leaning forward in his seat, legs spread, and elbows propped up on his knees so that he can get tauntingly close to Jisung. He feels like Changbin is pulling him in, he needs to get closer.
"Are you sure you want me to answer that, Changbin-hyung? Will it be too much of a blow to your ego if I tell you he fucked me so good that it made me forget you ever touched me?"
He's mirroring Changbin's position, and they're so close that it's getting a bit difficult to focus just on his face.
Changbin looks pissed, but he doesn't move an inch. Jisung hopes his poker face is good enough not to give away how much he just wants to drop everything and get on his knees in front of the other man.
"Get up and lock the door, darling. Let hyung remind you."
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"I can't believe your husband doesn't do this every second of the day. Fuck, baby, if only you were mine…"
Hyunjin feels her head spinning. And maybe it's a terrible decision, but it wouldn't be her first today, so what if she decides to indulge Minho's fantasy?
"What would you do," she tries to say in between moans. "If I was yours, what would you do…"
Minho groans. "So many things, darling, let's see."
(Hyunjin is older, and beautiful, and she's weak. Minho wants her, needs her. And she'll let herself have her, even if it means she'll have to give Hyunjin back to her husband at the end of the night.
Hyunjin is so, so weak.)
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“You like my braces so much it’s unhealthy,” Seungmin mumbles around Minho’s little digits again, defeated.
“Don’t disrespect your elders, brat,” Minho huffs, sliding the pad of her index finger over Seungmin’s gums once more before she pulls them out of her mouth. She purposely wipes her spit-slick fingers on Seungmin’s t-shirt, which Seungmin scrunches her nose at.
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Minho likes Seungmin's braces a lot. Somehow, it spirals into Minho finding out her girlfriend's never bottomed. She has to fix it.
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“The only one close enough to see up my skirt is you,” Jisung pointed out, teetering just slightly before regaining her stability. “And you're allowed, so it's fine.”
“What do you mean I'm allowed?” Changbin gaped, cheeks heating and traitorous eyes glancing over just long enough to know that Jisung's underwear was hot pink before she quickly looked away.
“We live together,” Jisung laughed, nearly to the end of the wall—thank god. “You've seen me in my underwear a million times. Why would I care if you saw up my skirt?”
(Changbin has always been comfortable being one of the only straight members of her friend group. But after catching Jisung, her bisexual roommate, with a girl on a night out, Changbin can't get Jisung out of her head.)