8 Works by call_me_baepsae
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"Should I be taking time off for your heat? You're kinda acting like it's coming."
Now that he thinks about it... Felix checks the app on Jeongin's phone, wiping his tears up. His stomach drops at the bright red screen, twelve days overdue. He gulps," About that..." A nervous laugh bubbles up.
"What? Am I right?" He smiles. Felix gives him the 'oh, my sweet summer child' glance.
"Not particularly," Felix says through clenched teeth before spitting it out, "I'm late. By like, a lot."
Jeongin glances over behind him at the clock in confusion, then back over once it clicks. His eyes dart around, a redness rising up his neck, "Are you saying—wait—you're saying... like, a baby? Our baby? With me? Type of late-late?"
"Yes, with you! Who else would it be with?" Felix crosses his arms with a pout.
"...With me..." His Alpha is in awe, dopey grin and dimples on full display. He rests his forehead against Felix's, pulling the Omega closer, "I like how that sounds."
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Felix and Jeongin start their family.
If you're looking for a sweet, low drama, semi-comedic love story, this is it!
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When Minho takes his first lick, he doesn't take his eyes off his lover. Watching how a flush creeps up his chest, the way his jaw goes slack. Chan watches him too, with rapt attention. Chan don't want to miss a second. Minho knows how much Chan loves a good blowjob. Chan should know that Minho likes to play with his meal.
He trails his tongue along a prominent vein, avoiding the tip just to go back down to the base. Chan grips his hair. A breathy groan escapes his lips at Minho's teasing, his hips move only a smidge with the urge to press against Minho's wandering mouth, "What's wrong? Impatient?" Minho smirks, still giving Chan those beady eyes that drive him up the wall.
Chan's head tilts, glaring directly down at Minho's clever mouth. He fists Minho's hair, not quite pulling but the threat is there, "Keep teasing, baby, and I won't be gentle when I take over," Chan warns, his voice low and rumbling. Minho relishes in testing his patience.
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Chan and Minho have sex after a night out.
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Minho knocked back another shot, probably a few too many for him to keep his composure around this gorgeous creature, the one he's not supposed to be thinking about, pursuing or touching. The one he shouldn't be walking back to his home. The one he shouldn't be pressing against his apartment door. The one he definitely shouldn't be sweeping his hand up his skimpy skirt.
The softness of Jisung's thighs makes him shudder. Wet, sloppy kisses, groaning into Jisung's mouth, against his neck. The scent of alcohol and Jisung's titillation, Jisung's hands on his broad shoulders, pulling him closer to lock him against the door.
If this is a mistake, God himself better rip this man out of his hands.
Minho's hand slips into those teasingly tight safety shorts, the slick seeping through them from just a few kisses, "You're soaked."
Jisung whines, nodding and gripping at Minho's top, hips either rutting against his thigh or his probing fingers, "Please, I need- I need you, Minho, please."
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Minho gets tangled up with his younger brother's best friend on Halloween night, accidentally awakens a breeding kink and ultimately impregnates Jisung without thinking much about the consequences.
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"W-We don't have to. I mean—if it's weird—"
Hyunjin stops Minho's adorable stammers with a peck, "I want to do it. I'll breed you so good," He winks, "Then we can cuddle up in the nest, nice and close, until we fall asleep. How's that sound, sweetheart?"
Minho avoids his eyes and fidgets nervously at Hyunjin's skin.
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Minho comes to Hyunjin with a shy request.
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"Good boy," Jisung praises with a rumble, patting his head.
Those words wrap around him like a silk; one he's worn a hundred times. It unlocks eagerness, urges. Minho whimpers, keeping his eyes on Jisung's. He doesn't speak, he's said what he's needed to, what's required of him.
The Alpha's long fingers trace his bottom lip, Minho lets his jaw go slack, allowing himself to be open for whatever his Alpha wants. Jisung's eyes follow wherever his finger goes, "You always know what I need, don't you, baby?"
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After a bar fight, Minho reminds Jisung where home is.
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Kim Seungmin meets Yang Jeongin while on vacation with his friends for Jisung's birthday. It sparks an interesting relationship between a leery Recessive Alpha and an Alpha who's eager to break down his walls.
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Seungmin straddles him, lifting himself up just to sit back down on something else. It stretches his hole to what feels like the max. He sucks in through his teeth as another wave of heat hits him, "God," He hisses, throwing his head back, the room spinning once more. Is it hot in here or is Jeongin making him feel like a rabid dog in heat?
"I wish I could take a picture," Jeongin pinches his nipple, it's still sore from being bit earlier. His hips move subtly underneath, shaking as they move.
Why not? Seungmin moves around all the blankets in search for Jeongin's phone that was left in the bed. Upon finding it, he hands it to Jeongin sheepishly. Just this once would be fine, right? "Go ahead," He could feel his heartbeat in his ears.
It's entirely possible that they both have a few screws loose.
"A-Are you sure?" Jeongin takes the phone hesitantly, thoroughly shocked at Seungmin's agreeance. He swears that Jeongin twitched inside.
There's a curious part of Seungmin that doesn't understand why this person gets impassioned over him, "Make me look as pretty as you claim I am."
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Seungmin takes his sweet time to confess and Jeongin is patient with him.
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- Part 2 of The Drinking Series
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Hyunjin backs up, still stuck onto the lap yet no longer restricted by the large hand. An expression of bewilderment overtaking him as Changbin glares at him with a mix of delight and dead honesty, "I-I..." He stutters, brain scrambled more than it was when the room began to take him on a tilt-a-whirl.
He hiccups as Changbin's fingers slot through his own. That mischievous look of the one under him after his little noise has Hyunjin in an indelicate puddle internally. Hyunjin's wide eyes flick between Changbin's.
Left, right, left, right.
Hyunjin hesitates as their faces inch forward. Changbin gazes at him tastefully, ready for a sample of what he can only presume is his lips. Is he going to kiss me? He shuts his eyes, pinking his brows together, breath hitching as he braces for impact. Changbin's hot breath closing in on him with the ruminants of soju lingering. For a moment, he's not even sure if he's awake.
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Changbin and Hyunjin both are interested in in each other, both have been too afraid to admit feelings to the other. Luckily, drinking games do them a favor, loosening their lips.
Admittedly, this is just an excuse to improve my writing.
Series
- Part 1 of The Drinking Series