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Bang Chan has been putting in long hours at the office. Felix hopes that a batch of his brownies with a special ingredient might help him relax a little bit - He just wasn't planning for Chan to take them to work. Things don't exactly go to plan when he attempts damage control...
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Bookmarked by starchasingangel
12 Jun 2026
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Seonghwa is really fucking tired of Hongjoong’s tiny shit box Miata
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06 Jun 2026
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“You're gonna be good for me, unnie?”
What the fuck. “So good, Minhee, I promise, please.”
Minhee smirks, and the thought of being made fun of shouldn't turn Chan on as much as it does. “Yeah? You haven't been good to me lately, you know.”
Chan wants Minhee; Minhee is tired of Chan being oblivious.
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06 Jun 2026
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Hongjoong’s tongue felt like it was stuck, trapped somehow in his dry mouth. All words of you’re beautiful and I’ll make anything you want and all I want to do is show the world just how beautiful you are were lodged in his throat. It was painful to be caught in this limbo. Wanting and unmoving.
Hongjoong invites Seonghwa to his studio to try on some clothes he's designing and sewing for him after dinner one night. Tension blooms between them, overwhelmed with yearning.
Bookmarked by starchasingangel
05 Jun 2026
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Walking into the living room, Jisung plopped himself down on the couch, right beside his new target, letting his head rest on the elder’s shoulder, as he snuggled into the others warm body.
“Minho-hyung,” he whined, looking up at the elder with big puppy-like eyes, “Don’t you want to fuck me?”
To say Minho was shocked would be a gross understatement.
“Well,” he hesitated, looking at Jisung’s wide and expecting eyes, “I mean… Of course, I do, Hannie, I love you. But why the sudden question? You almost gave hyung a heart attack.”Or, Jisung has had enough. Every other night, he would hear the pleasure filled cries of one or more of the other members. He would hear creaking and banging, slapping, and spitting. But whenever he was fucked, no sounds besides his own whimpers were heard. They treated him like glass.
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05 Jun 2026

