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“Jisung, I’ll only ask one more time. Would you please come here? Hyung just wants to talk to you,” Chan asked, more stern this time.
Changbin plopped Jisung into Chan’s lap, who was quick to restrain him, holding his hands against his thighs. Changbin maneuvered himself back into his chair, scooting closer to be able to wrap his arms around Jisung from behind. As much as he squirmed, he was effectively trapped as the filling of a muscle sandwich.
“Hyungs!” He whined. “C’mon let me gooo!” Jisung fought against them for a good while, squirming and flailing and saying hateful words he didn’t mean. They both ignored him and continued to hold him tight, allowing the pressure to slowly ground him. It wasn’t long before Jisung quieted, his body melting into their embrace. A small sniffle was their indicator that Jisung was finally ready to let them help.
Changbin rubbed soothing circles against his skin while Chan thumbed his fresh tears away. “What's wrong, baby boy? Is your pretty little brain being too loud?”
Or; Chan and Changbin know just how to help their little sweet, bratty little sub feel better.
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When he shut the door behind him and turned to take in the room, his breath caught in his throat. The scene was just as it always was, his flower prepped and filled with a pretty plug, still glistening from the excess of lube used. The man's honey skin was exposed, not an inch of his front half covered from Minho’s sight. He traced over every petal on Daisy's chest, abdomen, arms, and legs, admiring the physical evidence of each and every time he'd claimed the man as his own. Planted his seed into the most beautiful man he'd ever known.
Or; A love story about mafia boss Minho and his darling Daisy (Jisung)
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- Part 1 of Orchid
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Minho whimpered, a full body shudder traveling through him at the realization of how powerless he was. His head was starting to get fuzzy, a slight haze over the entire situation. He felt like putty in the older’s hands.
“Little kitten shows his claws and acts tough but a few scratches behind the ear and you're practically purring for me,” Chan cooed, his tone condescending.
Minho winced as more precum dripped from his cock at the words, his hips rutting against Chan's thigh helplessly. He didn't know what had come over him, but he couldn't stop. His cock felt so good rutting against Chan's thigh, and the fact that the older had overpowered him so effortlessly was affecting him in ways he didn't understand.
Or; Chan and Minho are "rivals" for Jisung's affections and Chan has finally had enough of Minho being a brat.
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“You like being a little whore for me though, don't you, pretty?” Minho cooed meanly. “Dressed up so sweet like a little doll, just waiting for me to pay attention to you, hm?”
Jisung whined high in his throat, his Adam's apple bobbing as he swallowed thickly. Minho didn't ask for a response, but Jisung gave him one anyway. He wanted to be good for him. “Dressed up just for you, hyung. I wanted to be pretty for you. Want you…”
“Missed me that much over the weekend?” Minho teased, a slight fondness peeking through his stern exterior. “Your little toys and your hand weren't enough, were they? Poor thing.”
The younger moaned at the mere words, blinking up at Minho hopefully.
“I have a meeting in five minutes with a student,” Minho said, his eyes intense as they stared back into Jisung’s.
He felt himself deflate slightly, whining when Minho’s hand left his hair. He was just about to pout when Minho’s next words registered in his brain.
“Put your things in the closet and get under my desk.”
Or; Jisung finds himself under professor Lee's desk while he meets with a student.
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- Part 2 of Clandestine
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“Never have I ever lost my virginity.”
Chan swore his jaw dropped in shock. Jisung was a virgin. Chan felt like his head was going to blow clean off his body.
Jisung turned to Chan, giggling as the game moved on to the next person, unaware of the semi-crisis Chan was contending with.
He needed to pull himself together. Now. Jisung seemed content to make him spiral further, though. He reached over to Chan's hand and put two of the older’s fingers down, eliminating him from the game.
The older looked at him, confused. “Why two fingers?”
“Well…one because you forgot to lower your finger for my ‘never have I ever’ statement, and I happen to know you aren't a virgin. And second…because you're going to take someone's virginity tonight.”
Chan's brain stalled out, crashed, and rebooted. What? “What? What do you mean Sungie?”
Jisung's hand wandered from where it had previously sat on Chan's biceps to a new home, trailing over the alpha's chest. His eyes were half-lidded with what Chan could only interpret as desire. “What I mean, hyungie, is that I want you to fuck me. Tonight.”
Or; Mutual pining, guilt, only one bed, and Chan's raging virginity kink.
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The two had been in this arrangement for quite some time now, and it worked well for them. Chan helped Jisung remain punctual, tidy, and organized. He really improved Jisung's life, and he seemed happy to do so. In return, Jisung was always good for him, sugary sweet, halting under his touch.
It had always been like that with them. He didn't need anything to change…right?
Or; Sweet and submissive Jisung wants to try his hand at being a brat. His dom, Chan, rises to the occasion.
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“I understand, hyung. I'm a good boy. I'll be your good boy like always. Promise.”
“Very good. Now, hold still,” Minho commanded. Jisung expected the older to fuck him silly with the dildo, to push him to the brink in that way. What he didn't expect was the way the dildo seemed to move inside of him, the movement traveling up the length of the toy, a slight pressure applied.
Almost as if–
“Aah!” Jisung gasped as something bulbous and firm popped out of the dildo and pressed impossibly deeper inside of him. What the hell? He squirmed in Minho’s grasp, attempting to turn and look at the older. “Min–what–aah!”
His questioning was cut off as another foreign-feeling object made its home inside of him alongside the other, nesting deep in his guts and–oh. The urge to piss slammed back into him as yet another bulb slipped inside of him. He squeezed his legs together, pressing his cock against Minho’s thigh.
Or; Minho doesn't let poor Jisung pee all day, and then he stuffs him with eggs and makes him wet himself 🥚🎀
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Hi daddy! Your favorite little squirrel is looking for a partner to collaborate with in a few streams and possibly a form of film. If you're interested, the requirements and guidelines for how to apply are below! I'll be picking the best looking knot myself!
Love, nutsforknots
Chan read it, and then blinked and read it again. He scrolled down to see the rest of the message.
RULES:
Must be 20+
Must have a recent clean bill of sexual health
Must be able to pass a small background check
Must have a HUGE knotChan almost wanted to pinch himself. Was he actually considering entering? Yes he most certainly was. His knot, still lodged inside of the fleshlight, had decided that for him.
Or; How Chan won an opportunity to collaborate with his favorite camboy.
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“I suppose you think you're awfully cute, hm? Putting on a show like a little slut. Showing off your panties like that where anyone could see?” Jisung hissed, his lips right by Minho’s ear.
He'd never seen a side of Jisung quite like this. Forward, demanding, and a bit mean. A shiver ran through Minho at the display of dominance. He wanted to push him further.
“Mm, well, you liked it, so I don't see an issue,” Minho purred. “And yes, I am awfully cute, aren't I? So cute you had to drag me all the way up here.”
Jisung pressed even closer, his knee finding its way between Minho’s plush thighs, not pressing down yet, but close enough that Minho had to resist rutting against it.
“Don't be a brat, Minho. What was I supposed to do, just watch while that loser had his hands all over you?” Jisung near growled, his voice low.
Or; One-sided enemies to lovers, tsundere Minho, and Jisung finally putting him in his place.
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He followed the footsteps quietly, putting all his training to good use. What he found at the end of the trail shook him to his core.
There was only one person, a man, small and petite in form. He was hunched over, facing away from Minho, his arms wrapped around his skinny legs, holding them close to his chest. His frame shook with sobs that wracked through his body violently, his cries heartbreaking, even to someone as seasoned and desensitized as a vampire hunter. He needed to attend to the man before him before the beast returned. Vampires didn't cry or show emotion, after all.
“Lad, are you wounded?” Minho murmured, keeping his voice calm so as not to startle him. He had just reached his hand out to touch the man's shoulder when a piercing scream ripped from him.
Minho jumped backwards just in time to avoid a bloody, clawed hand swiping at him. The man, now facing him, looked at Minho with piercing crimson eyes. He looked terrified, covered in blood and tears, still streaming down his face.
“G-get away from me!” The man yelled, his voice breaking on a sob. “I'll hurt you!”
Or; Vampire hunter Minho finds the one vampire he can't bring himself to kill.
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Just Bear With It by kinkyquoki (weirdquoki), weirdquoki for deathtouch
Fandoms: Stray Kids (Band)
13 Feb 2026
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Minho is a doctor with an undiscovered manipulation kink and Jisung is a nervous, gullible, virgin. Work is about to get a lot more interesting for Minho.
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What wasn't normal, though, was the way he felt when Changbin released him from whatever hold he had him in. Normally, he felt joy and satisfaction (and maybe a little arousal, sue him) when the older man handled him. Then, when he released him, he went about his business.
Lately, though, it was like a punch to the gut whenever their physical contact ended. Seungmin even felt tears threatening to fall the last time Changbin pushed him away. What was wrong with him?
Or; Seungmin gets into some cuddle pollen and just wants to be held by his favorite muscle hyung. (Sex pollen but cuter!)
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Noona's Little Princess by weirdquoki for GraAgusBlathanna, wolfchanniie, holy_hell_dean
Fandoms: Stray Kids (Band)
26 Jan 2026
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“Ah, did noona strike a nerve, princess? I'm sorry. I didn't realize you were still a virgin,” Chan cooed. Jisung's blood boiled, enough was enough. If she wouldn't leave, then he would.
He yanked his foot away from her and stood, marching towards the door. He only made it a few feet before she grabbed him by the waist, hauling him back onto the bed. She pinned him, straddling his hips and holding his arms above his head.
“Tell noona the truth, and I might let you go,” she said, her face smug. Jisung could tell she already knew the truth, she just wanted to hear him say it. Part of him wanted to, he'd always been…easy, for his sister. She had a way of getting what she wanted and he craved to give it to her.
This was different though. He didn't want her to know how pathetic he was. He wanted her to think he was good in bed, capable of bringing a woman to orgasm. The truth was far too mortifying. He'd never even kissed a woman before, let alone fucked one.
Or; Jisung's older sister Chan takes his virginity.
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“Minho hyung mentioned he might stop by for a bit,” Felix said, biting his lip nervously and glancing at Jisung. “Sung, if you don't go you'll miss Minho hyung! You guys really hit it off at the cafe.”
Jisung groaned, flopping onto his stomach. “I don't think Minho likes me very much,” he confessed.
“What do you mean? Minho hyung is always talking about y–,” Hyunjin was silenced by a sharp elbow to the ribs and a glare from Felix. It didn’t go unnoticed by Jisung. It only confirmed Minho’s dislike of him more; his friends were just trying to spare his feelings.
“I dunno.” Jisung sighed. “He's always glaring at me. It's like he hates me.”
The pair of friends shared another knowing look between each other.
“Are you sure there isn't a different reason he would be glaring in your direction?” Felix asked, carefully.
“None that I can think of.” Jisung sighed sadly. He wished that they would just drop the topic already. He knew he wasn't likeable, so Minho's distaste wasn't exactly a shock.
Or; one sided enemies to lovers and Jisung finally realizing he deserves better.
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Jisung was just about to speak, to tell Chan that they didn't have to do this, when the older pressed him up against the door and kissed him. Not just any kiss, a raw, hungry, desperate kiss. The kind that he'd dreamed about back before Chan and Changbin had gotten together. The kind that Jisung thought maybe he'd share with Chan someday, if things had worked out differently.
Or; a game of seven minutes in heaven, unrequited love, and kisses in the dark.
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The doorbell rang, startling them out of their intimate moment together. Minho stood, straightening out his rumpled clothes and helping Chan to his feet. They intertwined their fingers, making their way to the door together.
Chan set his face in a smile before opening the door, thinking he had prepared himself the best he could.
Nothing could have prepared him for what was waiting for them on the other side, though.
Before them was a petite omega–Jisung, he assumed–dressed in a black and white maids outfit, knee high socks and frills included. His hair was soft and framed his sweet features perfectly. His scent was what took Chan most by surprise, though. He smelled decadent, like a rich, expensive pastry. Sweet and creamy–like cheesecake–Chan registered.
Or; Mated alphas Chan and Minho hire a live-in maid named Jisung. What happens when the trio find themselves undeniably drawn to one another? A sweet, flirty, story with lots of smut and an eventual happy ending!
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Chan sighed as he hung up the phone. The doctor had told him what he'd feared would be the answer. Something he'd hoped they could avoid if at all possible.
Felix needed to have an enema.
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“You're going to need your energy,” Chan taunted. “Bet he catches you within the hour.”
Kim continued on, ignoring Chan's interjection. “There is no way off the property–not that you'd make it that far, anyway. It's a five day walk to the property line and there is security patrolling it.”
Jisung hardly had time to process the last sentence before Chan hoisted him to his feet. He knew better now than to resist, Chan was leagues stronger than him. They led him outside the truck, his feet touching the ground for the first time in hours.
“W-what will happen if he catches me? Who is this man?” Jisung stuttered out. The two men shared a look and a laugh.
“No one has ever kept away from him for more than a day. I doubt you'll be breaking that record, so you'll find out soon enough,” Chan smirked.
Or; Omega Jisung is kidnapped and released into the forest to be tracked down by Minho, an alpha in rut.
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The same laugh had been filling his ears for almost a month now, low and melodic, the sweetest melody he'd ever heard. They'd spoken only a few times, Minho preferring to keep his distance. However, Felix, ever the ray of sunshine, had become fast friends with their new regular–Han Jisung.
The name tasted like honey the first time it rolled off of Minho’s tongue, so sugary it almost made him shudder. He'd never been one to crave sweets, but that was before he met Jisung. The brunette had bounced over from where he sat to greet Minho, his round eyes gleaming. There had been no going back after that. Minho was smitten.
Where Minho was composed of sharp edges and harsh lines, Jisung had round cheeks and a smile so wide it exposed his gums. Minho had never seen anyone more beautiful, if that word could even capture all that Jisung embodied.
Or; How far will Minho's obsession with their beautiful new regular at his bakery go?
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The first paper was collected, and the name of the first possible person to be this year's seonmul was read aloud.
“Han Jisung.”
He froze where he stood, the quiet sentence he'd been whispering to his friend cut off in the middle. He didn't panic then, though. Not yet. Surely it wouldn't be him, right? These were the types of things that happened to other people, not him. Still, his heart began to beat just a little faster.
When the next paper was pulled and his name was called yet again, he began to feel anxiety spreading through his system. He moved to stand next to his mother, who gripped his hand tightly.
Paper after paper the result was the same. His name had been written on every piece, a unanimous decision–the first ever in history. His own name echoed through his mind.
“Han Jisung.” “Han Jisung.” “Han Jisung.”
He registered the sorrowful cry his mother let out beside him, but it felt far away. His mind had traveled away from his body, to a place where the unthinkable hadn’t just happened.
Or; Han Jisung is selected to be a offering to the terrible beast that resides in the forest.
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- Part 15 of Kinktober 2025