⇢Patreon oneshotextensionof thisoneshot, but can be read as a stand alone too :)
⇢ Synopsis: Years of rules and fun time between your little trio has led you here: to a cute little church, with one of your boyfriends awaiting for you at the end of the aisle- you and Mingyu always start without Wonwoo, today it’s his turn to start first.
⇢ Pairing: Wonwoo & Mingyu x fem!reader ⇢ Genre: smut, fluff ⇢ Warnings (18+) : pre-wedding shenanigans, oral (f receiving), some dirty talk, dom/sub themes, role changes/shifts, short but fun and a good amount of smutty i think :), etc… ⇢ Word Count: 1.8k - 300 words shown in teaser ⇢ Tropes/AU’s: post collage au, One shot Bonus extension scene, Wedding Day, ‘sleeping with the best man’ trope, etc…
“I don’t care if you are the best man Jeon Wonwoo, you are not coming into this room,” you hear Seungkwan say loudly, and you exchange a look with Hoshi through the bathroom mirror that has your friend sighing and pushing off from the wall where he’d been leaning.
“Do you want us to get rid of him?” Hoshi asks, and you let out a small chuckle at his words. DK, Seungkwan and Hoshi might be many things, but what they are not is: capable of holding off either of your boyfriends, a fact that’s been proven time and time again.
“This is the fourth time he’s knocked on the door,” you muse, returning your eyes to the mirror, watching your makeup artist do the final touches on your look, “maybe we should just let him in.”
“Wouldn’t be the worst idea,” DK says as soon as Hoshi scoffs loudly, and the younger man continues by pointing out: “he’s not even the groom- so, it’s not breaking any traditions-”
“Nothing about any of this is traditional,” comes Boo Seungkwan’s voice, and he appears in the doorway, assessing you with critical eyes before he breaks into a smile, “Mingyu is gonna cry when he sees you.”
“He better,” you laugh, thanking the makeup artist who leaves the bathroom with her makeup kit now that her job is done, allowing you a little more privacy with your friends. “Does anyone have the time?”
“You need to be walking down the aisle in fifteen minutes,” Seungkwan answers without even having to lift up his wrist to check his watch, and you feel extremely happy you chose him to be part of your prep team, he’s on top of everything.
“Okay,” you nod, exiting the bathroom and looking around the empty hotel suite, “that gives me ten minutes-”
“You are not sleeping with Wonwoo before your wedding!” Seungkwan shrieks, chasing after you and throwing his hands in the air.
“You’re right, I’m not, I’m sleeping with the best man before my wedding,” you smirk mischievously and Seungkwan’s eyes nearly pop out of his head.
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⇢ Synopsis: Morning sex with Mingyu is always really amazing- but it comes with rules.
⇢ Pairing: Wonwoo & Mingyu x fem!reader ⇢ Genre: smut, pwp, fluff ⇢ Warnings (18+) : unprotected sex, 69-ing, oral (f receiving), fingering, anal/butt plug play, dom Wonwoo, switch Mingyu, praise, degradation, lots of pet names (princess, angel, baby, slut, etc…), bdsm type rules, etc…
⇢ Word Count: 6.4k ⇢ Tropes/AU’s: frat/collage au, established relationship au, kinesiology TA hip hop line (ft. Scoups & Vernon), polyamory, etc…
A soft groan wakes you from your sleep, and you lay there for a moment with your eyes closed before mirroring the sound with a whine of your own.
Refusing to start the day just yet, you instead burrow yourself further into your pillow, which just so happens to be your boyfriend’s warm chest. Your fingers grab at the soft fabric of his shirt, bunching it into a fist while you rub your face against him, trying to get more comfortable in the off chance you can fall back asleep.
Mingyu lets out a chuckle, and then his warm hand finds your bare shoulder, rubbing up and down your skin lazily while his arm applies pressure to your back, bringing your body closer so he can cocoon you tighter to his chest.
“Morning, baby,” he says, lips finding the crown of your head.
This time, when a sound leaves your lips, it’s not a whine or a groan, but really more of a moan, something that’s not lost on Mingyu. He lets out one, small laugh- then he’s moving, large frame easily finding its way between your legs.
When you open your eyes, the first sight that greets you is your handsome boyfriend. His hair is tousled from when you’d run your fingers through it last night, and the sunlight that comes through the window illuminates Mingyu’s curls like a pretty little halo.
“Was that a moan?” he teases, leaning in and pressing a kiss next to your mouth that leaves you needing more.
You wrap your arms around the back of his neck, pouting out your lower lip and frowning, “Mingyu-”
“Oh,baby,” Mingyu groans, one hand moving to hold your hips firmly to the bed while he grinds against your core, “begging already?”
“Yes,” you nod, tugging at his hair in an effort to bring his lips to yours.
Mingyu relents, smiling into the kiss.
He’s never the type to refuse you anything, least of all his cock before breakfast.
“You’re so pretty,” Mingyu tells you when he moves his mouth to your neck, suckling on the skin just below your ear.
He traps both of your hands, holding them against the pillows on either side of your head while he laces your fingers together, continuing his assault on your neck that has your core throbbing with need.
A sigh leaves your lips, and you push your hips up against him, eager for friction- for anything.
His nickname leaves you as a whimper, “Gyu-” and it has the same effect on him as it always does; it sends him into overdrive.
“Fuck,” your boyfriend groans, squeezing your fingers and rutting his hips against yours. Then he’s abruptly pulling away from your neck, looking down at you with those rich brown eyes you love so much. “I want to make you cum.”
“Then make me cum,” you beg, tone whiney, expression needy.
“But you know the rules,” Mingyu reminds you, and you’re quick to nod, skin heating at what’s to come.
Mingyu kisses you deeply, slipping his tongue into your mouth to tease you before tearing himself away, reaching for the bedside table.
“Preference?” he asks as he opens the drawer to reveal some of your favourite sex toys.
“Metal, please,” you respond, stretching your arms over your head now that Mingyu’s released your hands, and your muscles sing at the feeling, body more and more awake by the second.
“Size?” Mingyu asks, but doesn’t give you time to respond before saying, “i know it’a early, but after last night, you can take a medium.” He pulls the shiny metal butt plug out of its box, shutting the drawer before returning to his place between your legs.
Your boyfriend holds the toy in front of your lips and you stick your tongue out, watching the way his eyes are fixed to you as he rolls the cold metal across its wet surface, coating it in slick.
“Such a pretty mouth-” Mingyu frowns, cocking his head to the side while he continues to twirl the butt plug against your lips and teeth, smearing saliva- “will you be a good girl and use this cute tongue of yours on me?” he smacks the metal gently against your tongue, “but i still want you sitting on my face.”
You nod, excitement rushing through you. 69-ing with Mingyu is always heaven-
But Mingyu is generally a lazy morning sex kind of guy, lots of groping, and missionary, and grabbing of pretty white sheets while sunshine makes Mingyu’s gorgeous, honey coloured skin glisten from sweat-
He rolls off of you, warmth leaving with him, and a tingle runs up your body from the loss. Mingyu adjusts how he’s laying, and then his eyes move to you, a smile on his lips, “come on, sit here,” he taps at his mouth before his hands are grabbing for you.
Within moments, he has you stripped naked and maneuvered with your core hovering over his face. Mingyu presses the cold, spit coated, metal plug against the rim of your ass, and you let out a hiss, pushing his sweatpants down to break your prize free of its confines.
The plug presses slightly into your ass as you wrap your fingers around Mingyu’s cock. You let your head fall forward, resting it against his thigh, eyes closing so you can focus on the feeling of the toy pressing a slightly into you, only to be moved away- repeated, deeper each time-
“You have the cutest ass-” Mingyu groans. He sucks in a sharp breath when your body finally accepts the plug fully, and then both of his hands land against your ass cheeks, making you jolt and cry out, your pussy throbbing with desire now. “And you’re so fucking wet- who made you this wet baby?”
“Gyu-” you whimper, too overwhelmed to be speaking full sentences, so instead you bring your lips to your boyfriend’s cock head, kitten licking at his slit. You watch your drool begin to coat him, dripping down to your fingers, which are now working Mingyu’s thick shaft.
Behind you, Mingyu lets out a growl, and then his hands grab your thighs, pulling you backwards so you’re seated fully onto his face. You feel his nose brush the butt plug as his tongue presses into your wet heat, lapping at your walls until you’re grabbing at the bed sheets with your free hand just to anchor yourself.
“Fuck- Gyu- it’s so good-” you breathe, doing your best to work his cock with your hand, mouth sucking at his most sensitive parts between moans of desperation-
A smack lands on your ass that has you crying out, and then you hear, “ride his face like you mean it.”
“Wonwoo!” you gasp, and a moment later his hand is grabbing a fistful of your hair, pulling you off of Mingyu’s cock.
Your eyes snap open to look at your second boyfriend, who’s appeared next to the bed.
“Come on princess,” Wonwoo releases your hair, and two of your hands grab at Mingyu’s thighs to keep yourself propped up, “ride his face till you cum.”
“Wonwoo- I’m so close-” you tell him, insides swelling with arousal and love for the man who always has your pleasure as his top priority, regardless of circumstances such as this one-
“I bet you are,” Wonwoo walks to the foot of the bed, watching you carefully, “neither of you could wait five minutes for me to get back with coffee could you?”
Mingyu groans against your core and the vibrations have you making your own sounds of pleasure, words tumbling past your lips, “I just woke up- I didn’t know when you’d be back-”
“Don’t give me that,” Wonwoo tuts, clicking his tongue and cocking his head while he watches you use his best friend’s face while chasing your release. “You know the rules.”
“I do-” you whine, reminded of the little plug fitted so nicely inside of your ass while Mingyu continues to devour your core, groaning from you and Wonwoo’s talking, which creates vibrations that make your toes curl, his tongue now circling your clit-
“How does it feel?” Wonwoo asks, “being a good little anal whore before nine am?”
“Fuck-” you groan, grinding your pussy harder on Mingyu’s tongue, which he’s holding flat for you now, allowing you to ride him to your hearts content- “Mingyu-”
Your orgasm hits you like a ton of bricks, thighs quivering on either side of Mingyu’s head, hips faltering their motions- but Mingyu picks up where you leave off, hands gripping your legs and forcing your core onto his talented tongue. He laps at you, eating you out for all your worth until you’re nearly crying from how sensitive your clit is-
Wonwoo lifts you off of Mingyu’s face, and the man below lets out a whine, following your core with his tongue for a moment before opening his eyes and blinking- coming out of his daze.
Wonwoo positions you next to Mingyu, and he has you on your back, legs spread, showing off your wet pussy and the pretty pink jewelled butt plug still lodged in your ass.
The invitation is clear, and Mingyu claims his spot between your legs just as he had earlier, but now, there’s no fabric holding either of you back.
The head of his cock is angry and red, his shaft swollen to its full, impressive size. He fits his length between your pussy lips, watching with interest as he slides up past your clit- a shiver runs through you, legs closing around his waist, and Mingyu snaps out of his excitement, eyes darting up to your own.
“Sorry,” he apologizes, cupping your face with one hand while grabbing his member with the other, lining it up with your entrance.
He doesn’t tease you this time, simply pushes into you, inch after inch sinking into your wet heat, which welcomes him, used to his size after being together for so long.
Mingyu drapes his body over yours, held up by an elbow buried in pillows, hand cupping your face as he kisses you, while the other is planted on your waist, keeping you pinned to the bed. He gets sloppier the closer he is to cumming, and, you’d definitely given him enough to be worked up about-
Your boyfriend lets out a soft groan, pulling away from your mouth in favour of looking between your bodies at where his cock is gliding in and out of your core, wet glistening on the skin of his shaft.
One small adjustment, and Wonwoo commanding “legs closer to your chest, princess,” has Mingyu in a position that makes every thrust show slightly in your lower abdomen-
All three of you let out groans at the sight.
Mingyu had brought the ‘belly bulge’ kink up one night a few months into your relationship, and, after your first attempt at it had made you squirt and left you trembling, you’d adopted the practice as frequently as possible.
He takes a test thrust, pulling out before pushing back in- and both of you gasp at the feeling of the butt plug shifting slightly inside of you, moved with each of Mingyu’s movements. It feels… amazing, and everyone knows it.
Your boyfriend pulls away from your lips, moving his hot mouth to your neck while he braces his hands to the bed. “I have to cum, you’re too tight-” he groans against your skin, teeth grazing your jugular gently.
“Thencum, Gyu,” you tell him, wrapping your arms around his shoulders and playing with his pretty hair-
“But you better not forget about your rules, gorgeous.” Wonwoo tuts.
Mingyu’s hand grabs your jaw, pressing your head into the pillows while pushing his thumb into your mouth-
“Anal whores don’t get to make loud sounds until after breakfast.”
Mingyu groans at Wonwoo’s words, hips rutting into your faster while you suck on his digit, moans stifled. Each thrust has your body rocking, your boyfriend sometimes forgetting his own strength while he chases his high, and you feel yourself dragged along in his endeavour, stomach muscles tensing-
“Fuck,so tight-” Mingyu growls loudly, hand slapping down on your waist, finger half splayed to your hip while his palm presses right over the outline of his cock is just visible in your lower abdomen.
You cum immediately from the new sensation, walls clamping down on Mingyu’s aching cock while a whine tears its way out of your chest, escaping past Mingyu’s thumb- which he quickly removes in favour of pressing his lips to your own.
Noises of pleasure are quickly eaten up, his cum coating your insides, and when his hips finally come to a stop, you’re both breathless.
“Good morning,” Mingyu grins once he’s had a moment to collect himself, pressing a kiss to your nose before rolling off of you. He lays on his back, running his hands through his hair, large chest expanding with a deep inhale.
“Shower time,” comes your other lover’s voice, another step in his usual ‘what happens when you and Mingyu start morning sex without me’ ritual that your more dominant lover always upholds. “Who’s going?”
“I’m too tired,” Mingyu says, turning his head to watch you with a grin, because you all know what happens next.
Wonwoo scoops you up, an arm bracing your back while his other hand has collected your knees.
After morning sex without Wonwoo, he always makes one of you go to have a shower. Mingyu will often stretch and stand, sighing before trudging off to leave you at Wonwoo’s mercy while the most insatiable member of your trio washes away your scent-
But on days like today, when Mingyu feels lazy, you get to go to the shower… with Wonwoo.
“What time is it?” you ask, nuzzling against Wonwoo’s shoulder.
You’ve been together so long- and after Mingyu makes you cum, Wonwoo always gives you aftercare for as long as you need it-
In fact, sometimes you need to wait a while before Wonwoo will even touch you, if he thinks you look particularly messy from Mingyu, too sleepy to get on with your day- or if he thinks you look hungry, because he knows the three of you didn’t eat much last night and he’d already fucked you silly six hours ago before you passed out-
“9:00,” Wonwoo answers smoothly, entering the bathroom and closing the door behind him with his foot.
You yawn, closing your eyes and enjoying the feeling of Wonwoo’s hoodie. He smells so good, like the body wash he uses- and that’s when you realize, “wait, Wonwoo?”
“Can you stand?”
You nod, allowing him to settle you on your feet. He continues holding your hand, even as he reaches into the shower to get it going. in the white, LED artificial light of the pretty bathroom that you love so much- you can see his hair is damp.
“Have you been to the gym already?” you ask, knowing he only ever showers in the morning if he’s already had a work out before you wake up.
“Yeah,” he responds, returning his attention to you while the water heats up.
“So… you showered already,” you frown, shifting to be closer to him again. This causes the butt plug still wedged inside of you to, likewise, move slightly, and a shiver of pleasure tingles through you.
“Of course.”
You bunch your fists up in the front of his soft, black hoodie, looking up at him. “But you’ll come in the shower with me still?”
Your boyfriend laughs, and the laugh turns into a sigh. Then Wonwoo lets go of your hands, grabbing your bare hips.
You see the switch in his eyes, the way his pupils dilate- and he leans in closer to you, “Need me that bad?”
You’d been needy when you woke up- and you’re needy now. Mingyu hadn’t satiated you, he never can- you’ve always needed them both. Wonwoo scratches an itch his best friend will simply never be able to- and vice versa.
You nod, tilting your chin up, eager to press your lips to his, your first good morning kiss with him-
Long fingers wrap around your throat and Wonwoo keeps you just out of vicinity. The silver ring on his pinky is cool against your skin, and the rising temperature of the bathroom as it fills with steam from the shower only highlights the cold from the metal band.
“You sure you want this, gorgeous?” he asks. “You’re already looking pretty fucked out, and it would be a shame for you to show up to your 10:00 lab looking like a dazed little slut.”
His words make you groan, eyes closing slightly, lips parting-
“What will Vernon say if he sees you like this, hmm?” Wonwoo teases, and you know for a fact he doesn’t give a shit about what his fellow Kinesiology TA thinks.
After all, Vernon, as well as Scoups, the other TA, are both extremely aware of the fact that you’re Mingyu and Wonwoo’s girlfriend, which is why you’d been put in Vernon’s Lab this term when your timetable had forced you to schedule the class your boyfriend’s TA for.
“I can take it,” you promise. “Please- let me take it.”
Wonwoo laughs. “Maybe I don’t think you deserveit.”
“But I do,” you whine, immediately sinking to your knees, plug shifting deliciously as you adjust on your knees, gently resting your hands on Wonwoo’s thighs.
It would be easy enough to tug his black, Adidas, track pants down, but you know Wonwoo, and you know his games.
“Mingyu must not have fucked you as well as i thought,” Wonwoo says, reaching down to pet your head. You nuzzle against his hand when it comes to your cheek, looking up at him with your best submissive expression. “Fine. You can do what you do best.”
You practically lurch for his cock, only for a fist in your hair to keep you still, pain shooting through your scalp from the tug.
“What was that, kitten?” he asks, voice dripping with condescension.
“I was trying to-” you blink up at him, confused, “to do what I do best?”
“Which would be what?” your boyfriend chuckles.
You blink. “Sucking you off?”
Wonwoo laughs again. “Oh sweetheart, you’re good with your mouth, but that’s not what you’re best at.” He tugs you to your feet before tearing his own shirt off. His eyes meet yours once the fabric is discarded, and then he commands, “Get in the shower.”
You do as you’re told, no questions asked, stepping into the large enclosed space. You’ve left the door open for Wonwoo behind you, and you test the water temperature with your fingers before asking, “Sir, if I’m not best at giving you head, then what am I best at?”
The steam filled air is momentarily disturbed around you, a sign the glass door has closed, and a second later, hands are finding your hips.
“You’re best at taking dick like a pro, and telling me everything I want to hear.” Wonwoo says, voice low, lips teasing your shoulder with kisses.
“And what do you want to hear right now?” you ask, letting the back of your head rest on his shoulder, his strong chest a place of safety, while his arms wrap around you.
“I want to hear how sorry you are that you and Mingyu started without me. Again.”
“I’mreally sorry,” you tell him, turning your head so you can press a kiss to the underside of his jaw.
“Oh yeah?” Wonwoo takes one step forward so you’re both under the large shower head, and his hand slips between your legs, aided by the water while he begins to circle your clit with his fingers.
He brings his face close to your neck, and you shift the angle of your head to give him access to the column of your throat. The tip of his nose grazes your skin while his lips tease up your neck till they reach your ear, teeth tugging at your lobe before he says, “What if I don’t believe you?”
You let out a breathy moan, “then you should fuck me till I’m extrasorry-”
He lets out a deep chuckle, the vibration running through your body from where your back is pressed to his chest. “You know what? I think I will.”
His next moves are sudden, two steps taken to get you closer to the shower wall and out of the stream of water, then a rough push at your back that has you bent over, the angle change causing the butt plug still inside of you to shift and rub against your insides- a groan leaves your lips and your hands instinctively find the wall to hold yourself up.
“I always liked this plug,” Wonwoo says, hands kneading the flesh of your ass, revealing the little jewelled toy to his hungry eyes. “But it will never make you feel as full as having me and Mingyu at the same time, will it, gorgeous?”
“No, Wonwoo,” you answer, “it could never compare-”
A smack lands on your ass that has your toes curling and a whimper tumbling past your lips. Your eyes close, and you focus your full attention on the man behind you as he says, “so it’s a shame you couldn’t be bothered to wait for five minutes before letting Mingyu eat that pretty pussy of yours, isn’t it, angel?”
“I-” you start to respond but his thumb finds the plug, pushing it in a little before he grabs at the jewel, and you suck in a breath while he begins to toy with it, moving it in little circles.
“Keep going baby, I wanna hear all your excuses,” Wonwoo says lowly, tugging on the plug a little harder, causing a pleasurable stretch for a moment before he’s pressing it into you again, “I wanna hear all the reasons why my little slut is needy as soon as she wakes up.”
“I just-” you gnaw on your lip, “Mingyu is always so warm in the mornings-”
“And I’m not?”
Something else presses against the crest of your ass, and you recognize the shape and feel of Wonwoo’s cock. “Fuck- no, you are- you just- you wake up somuchearlier-”
“So it’s my fault now?” Another rough spank that has you crying out.
“Wonwoo-” you whine loudly, pussy nearly throbbing with need from the way he’s been toying with your ass. You’re doing your best to give him all the reasons, as he’d asked for, but he’s making it so much harder-
“Give me one final answer baby, the real one, and maybe I’ll be nice,” Wonwoo instructs, “tell me why you and Mingyu like this shit so much. Tell me you like getting caught. Tell me you like getting in trouble like the naughtylittleslut that you are.”
You anticipate the feeling of his hand on your ass, and it lands in the same spot as before, creating a delicious sting that makes more blood rush to your core, clit throbbing now-
“We love getting caught-” you whimper, words tumbling out of your mouth so quickly you’re practically blubbering, “we love it when you come and tell us we’re bad- love it when you separate us and fuck me after like this- love it when-” you cut yourself off with a gasp when Wonwoo thrusts into you roughly while simultaneously pulling you up and flush to his chest, an angle that has his cock in the perfect spot-
“Love it when I wreckyou?”
All you can do is moan loudly in response, going practically limp in his arms, completely submitting to his mercy, just as Wonwoo likes it.
“My little fuck toy,” Wonwoo laughs, hand now finding your throat and gripping it tightly, “still so wet- or wait, I forgot, this must be Mingyu I’m feeling inside of you, isn’t it?”
You don’t answer, only groan again, and this time, it doesn’t satisfy Wonwoo.
“How about we check?” he suggests, sounding almost chipper before he pulls his cock from you, replacing it with two fingers briefly. He somehow manages to get himself back, snug inside of you, letting go of your neck momentarily to do so, while he simultaneously pushes his now slick covered digits past your lips. “How’s it taste? Is it you? Or Gyu?”
You moan around Wonwoo’s digits, licking them clean of your other lovers seed, which must still be coating your insides-
“That’s what I thought,” Wonwoo says, your sound confirmation enough for the man who reads you like a book.
He pushes you forward for the umpteenth time, and now you find your front pressed to the cold shower wall. One of Wonwoo’s hands is on the back of your head, keeping your face and cheek pressed to the white tile, while the other is on your hip, anchoring him as he begins to thrust into you roughly.
You arch your back more, pressing your ass out for him, and Wonwoo groans. His hand moves slightly, fingers curling to the front of your hip bone, jerking you back slightly to meet his movements, which is hard with his hand also pressed to your head, so he removes it in favour of grabbing your hips with both hands.
You love big men who can use you like a rag doll, manhandling you- the sound of skin on skin as your ass slaps against Wonwoo is absolutely sinful, and each rough thrust paired with a tug has you practically bouncing.
“Fuck,” Wonwoo pulls out of you abruptly and you whine at the loss, only to be flipped so your back is now against the wall. Wonwoo kisses you, your first real kiss so far, and it has you seeing stars even as your core pulses around nothing- missing his cock.
Your hand wraps around his length and you whimper against his lips, an indirect plea for him to fuck you again- but instead me makes you wait, a hand finding your core so two fingers can thrust up into you while his mouth descends to your boobs, latching onto a nipple where his tongue begins to flick at the pebbled bud.
“Wonwoo!” you gasp when his teeth sink into your skin, just enough to hurt, and his fingers crook up roughly, hitting the spot that makes your legs shake. “I’m gonna cum-”
He takes his mouth from your breasts, standing to his full height again, resting one palm against the tiles behind your head while the digits of his other hand continue inside of you.
He looks you dead in the eyes and asks, “Now?”
You’reshocked- completely and utterly gobsmacked- but you know he hates it when you cum without permission during more dominant sex- so you do your best to respond, grasping onto the arm next to your head to stay standing while your words come out horribly whimpered; “Please Wonwoo- your fingers- I’m gonna- please- please-”
“Fine, you can cum.” He thrusts his digits into you even harder, abusing your gspot until your core is tightening around him and you’re digging your nails into his arm, legs threatening to give out from the pleasure he’s providing you.
He watches you carefully while you cum, enjoying the way the butt plug shifts with each contraction of your pussy clamping down on his fingers.
He helps you through your orgasm until he sees you’re becoming literally weak in the knees, at which point he removes his hands from between your thighs and easily scoops you into his arms.
Your legs instinctively wrap around his waist, and a moment later he’s pushing into your core. You groan against his neck, burying your face there while holding him tighter, latched to his front like a koala bear while he begins to thrust up into you.
Wonwoo pins you to the tile again, using it as leverage to help keep you up so he can use even more of his power in his thrusts, each one causing his thick cock to drag against your walls, which are still quivering from your last orgasm.
“Wonwoo-” you mewl desperately, panting against his neck while he easily works you up again, utilizing the aftershock of your last release to have you on the edge in record speed.
“Gonna cum again?” Wonwoo laughs, “Really? Thatfast?”
“Fuck- Wonwoo- please- s’ so good- please-” You cling to him tighter, nearly crying now-
“Hold it a little longer princess, I’m almost there,” he assures you, breaking away from the rough dominant role now that he sees just how deep into subspace you are from everything, “you’re doing so well,” he assures you, and is pleased by the way you pull away from his neck, seeking out his lips.
You’re as needy as ever, tongue invading his mouth, breathy whimpers escaping while your nails dig into his broad shoulders-
He groans from the pain, and it’s just enough to get him to the edge. “Cum,” he instructs before his cock is twitching, coating your walls with his seed while he continues to thrust up into you.
Your core tightens with a vice-like grip on his length, and Wonwoo pushes his body closer to yours in response, groaning loudly-
You can feel each other’s hearts, racing against your rib cages, from where your chests are pressed together, and your mouths are a mess of teeth and tongues, eyes closed, bodies overtaken by a euphoria like nothing else.
When Wonwoo finally stops his movements, you pull away from his lips, eyes opening. His hands move down to your ass, and he says, “hold on,” before pulling away from the wall so you can step back under the shower head stream.
The warm water makes you groan, and Wonwoo’s fingers dig into your skin, a warning not to do things that are going to cause your core to squeeze him.
“Can you stand?” he asks, one hand smoothing up and down your back.
You nod, and a moment later he’s slipping his cock out of you so he can help you down onto your feet. A small whimper leaves your lips at the feeling of the butt plug still wedged inside of you, and Wonwoo cups your face, immediately knowing what caused the sound.
“Can I take that out for you?”
You nod again, allowing Wonwoo to turn you in his arms. His hands are gentle now- so gentle, and he softly applies some pressure to your back, saying, “bend forward for me, princess.”
His fingers grasp the pretty jewel hilt of your plug, and he tugs on it, licking his lips at the sight. “No matter how many times we fuck you- you’re still sotight-”
Your boyfriend moves slowly, watching you with expert eyes for any sign of discomfort as he slowly helps the plug out of your ass, biting back a moan from the visual of your hole closing tightly around nothing as soon as it’s free of the toy.
Wonwoo places the plug on a ledge indented into the wall where you keep other shower products, and then his soft, large hands are grabbing your hips, gently pulling you to his chest. He does all the aftercare things he enjoys doing with you, which include cleaning your body of any leftover cum, washing your hair, and pressing kisses to your face as you slowly come out of subspace.
“How are you feeling?” he asks once he’s washed the last of the conditioner from your hair and you’ve opened your eyes to look up at him with adoration written across your expression.
“Good,” you say softly.
“I think the word you’re looking for is late,” comes Mingyu’s voice from outside the shower, and it causes both you and Wonwoo to look sharply towards the glass door. It’s too fogged with steam for you to see through to the bathroom beyond, but you both know what you’d heard.
“Late?” Wonwoo asks, turning the shower off and pushing the door open.
“Yeah,late,” Mingyu says, and you catch sight of his shoulders, all bare and beautiful- muscles moving under skin while he brushes his teeth, then spits into the sink. “It’s 9:30.”
Which means you have class in thirty minutes, and so does Wonwoo.
“Shit,” Wonwoo groans, grabbing a towel for himself, “can you help her Gyu? I have to go-”
“Yeah, yeah,” Mingyu sets his tooth brush down and turns to face you, a lazy smile on his lips.
He doesn’t have class to TA till 12:00 today- and you’d be lying if you said you weren’t regretting taking the 10:00 Vernon time slot instead of the 12:00 Scoups one- but then again, Vernon is known for being much more lenient about students being late than Scoups is.
Wonwoo presses a quick kiss to your lips, helping you step out of the shower on wobbly legs. “Are you sure you’re okay?” he asks, giving you a once over before handing you a towel of your own.
“Yeah, I’m fine, thank you Wonwoo,” you smile up at him and he leans in again as if for another kiss or hug, “Go-” you laugh, resting your hand on his chest to stop him, “you have to be at class on time- I can afford to be a little late.”
“Or a lot late,” Mingyu suggests, pushing off from the sink to come stand next to you, eyes eating you up-
“You promised to stop making her late for class,” Wonwoo warns, exiting the bathroom in a rush to get ready to go TA a class after having just fucked you stupid.
“Promises promises,” Mingyu grins down at you, winking.
He’s not actually going to keep you from your class- in fact, as soon as you’re dry, Mingyu helps you to the bedroom, where he instructs you to sit on the bed to recuperate for a moment while he grabs you some clothes.
Your tall boyfriend helps you get dressed, kissing you between compliments. Fifteen minutes later, when Wonwoo is heading out the door, pressing one last kiss to your lips before reminding Mingyu to “make sure she eats something and has some water” you’re already nearly ready for class.
It’s 9:50 when you leave your on campus apartment with Mingyu, hand held securely in his own.
“This morning was fun,” your fluffy haired companion says, glancing at you sideways and flashing that mischievous little smile of his, “I hope Wonwoo didn’t go too hard on you for starting without him.”
“He was perfect, as always,” you sigh contently, shifting closer to Mingyu so you can wrap your free hand around his arm, body tucked next to his while you continue walking.
As much as Wonwoo likes to pretend he hates walking in on you and Mingyu, this dynamic is a cornerstone of your relationship, starting with your very first threesome, which had kicked off with Wonwoo walking in on you and Mingyu making out in their living room one day. You and Mingyu had been dating for a little while and, admittedly, been purposefully teasing his roommate, waiting to see when Wonwoo would snap-
And snap he had.
“You two think this is funny, huh?” he’d groaned into your ear, pressing a finger into your ass while Mingyu rutted up into your core from below, face buried in your tits. “Parading you in front of me for weeks, fucking on my couch, waking me up with your loud moaning at all hours-” Wonwoo had clicked his tongue with annoyance, landing a smack to your ass. “You’re both incorrigible,” he’d hissed, “and in need of some rules.”
He’d always been something like a (non sexual) dom to Mingyu, his best friend and roommate, making sure he’d get out of bed when his alarm went off for their morning classes, reminding him to eat if he’d been studying too long- so when you’d started dating Mingyu, the treatment had naturally trickled over to you as well, and Mingyu had realized how much he enjoyed watching Wonwoo tell you what to do- how much he enjoyed having Wonwoo call the shots-
You and Mingyu had simply been two needy sluts, having fun, but floundering without a dominant to anchor you both, and you’d found your anchor in Wonwoo.
The two of you arrive at your class with a minute to spare, and Mingyu stops you just outside, hands finding your waist. He looks down at you with a soft smile. “Have a good day okay?”
“I will.” You return his grin with one of your own, resting your forearms on his shoulders while your fingers play with his hair. “I hope you have some rest before your classes.”
“Or maybe,” he leans forward, pressing a kiss to your lips before moving his mouth to your ear, where he whispers, “I’ll start thinking of you and end up with my hand down my pants.”
“Scandalous!” you mock gasp, breaking into a laugh, “maybeIhave to come up with some rules for you- ever think about that?”
“I’dlove some more rules,” Mingyu groans, the tip of his nose gently gliding across your cheek, then he kisses you again, “you should punish me.”
“Oh my god.” Your TA’s voice startles you, and you roughly pull back from Mingyu, whipping your head to the side to look at Vernon, who’s standing in the doorway of your classroom with a look of disgust on his face. “Are you two serious?”
“Right in front of his salad,” Mingyu laughs, referencing his favourite porno meme (Wonwoo, in contrast, will always argue for ‘i’m not at the beach. This is a bathtub’). Then he straightens to his full height, letting out a sigh, “Okay, I’ll leave you to it.”
“Love you.”
“Love you too,” he steals one last kiss before his hands leave your hips, and Mingyu watches you enter your classroom with Vernon, standing in the hallway alone for a moment or two with a dopey smile on his face.
“I’m gonna marry that girl,” he says to himself, and then he heads back to your apartment, where he promptly buries his face in your pillow, drifting back to sleep with dreams of your lips.
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Woozi: Matching onesies and sleep shirts/outfits noclothes?
The8: #8fashion isn’t just a tagging system, people. Think of those posts on the IG explore page, of those attractive couples in matching outfits, just slaying away. Sigh, makes you want a stylish s/o, doesn’t it. (T is lonely, rishta me asap)
Mingyu: Gyu is an adorable giant and all I see him and his s/o wearing are those dorky “I’m with idiot” shirts. The catch is that his s/o’s would have the arrow pointing towards him, while his shirt would have an arrow pointing up towards his face.
Hoshi: Matching sweatbands. Time to bring back Adore U era style.
Joshua: You know those cute IG couples with the matching fandom hoodies? Yeah, you lil nerds.
Jun: I actually can’t explain this. Not-so-much matching outfits, but couple outfits. Like, maybe he’s wearing a tie that matches your underwear.
Vernon: I can’t explain this either, but his signature style is really cool and might produce some pretty sweet couple-y outfits.
DK: Maybe some pranking outfits or funny shirts?
Jeonghan: I don’t really see him matching too much. Like, a photo op or on vacation, maybe. But otherwise? Probably not.
S.Coups: I don’t know, same reasoning as Jeonghan I guess.
Seungkwan: Please see Jeonghan and S.Coups. These three are my questionable ones.
Wonwoo: He’s got this comfy boyfriend style with the solid color shirts, sweaters, and jackets. It’s not hard to accidentally match with that wardrobe, so I guess it would end up being normal? *shrugs*
Dino: It’s like this situation with my mom: we have the same dress and it looks great on both of us! I just don’t want to wear it the same day as her. That idea.
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Your heart was still racing as you slid under the duvet, coming face to face with Seungcheol. As your eyes met, you both could only smile as you realised you weren’t alone.
After a few moments, Seungcheol reached under the duvet and took your hand. “I can’t believe that we’re sleeping in the same bed tonight, together.”
A hum of agreement came from you, “this is much comfier than home.”
“That’s because I’m here,” Seungcheol teased as he pulled you closer towards you. “Your head is usually where I put my laptop when I’m talking to you before I go to sleep you know.”
“And is having me here better than that?”
His head nodded immediately in reply to your question, “I still feel like I’m dreaming looking at you right now, it feels like someone’s about to pull you away and send you back home again.”
“Not this time,” you grinned back at him, “Korea really is my home now.”
Seungcheol let go of a chuckle as he kept trying to get things to sink in. “You might have to keep saying that for a little to make me believe it.”
“I can say that Korea is my home as much as you want.”
Jeonghan:
The moment your eyes landed on Jeonghan, your pace picked up, pushing the trolley a little faster to get to him, noticing him waving so you knew where to run to.
As soon as you were close enough, his arms wrapped tightly around you. “Welcome home,” he whispered into your ear whilst squeezing your frame.
Your grip was tight too, letting go of a deep breath. “I’m so glad I’m here.”
“Have you packed enough?” Jeonghan laughed, pulling away from you and noticing your three cases stacked up on your trolley. “I don’t think I need to worry about you forgetting something.”
“This is home, I needed to have everything.”
His smile was wide as he teased you, offering to push your trolley for you. “It’s heavy too,” he sighed, digging his heels into the ground to get it moving towards where his car was parked.
“Just wait until you have to carry these upstairs,” you joked, “then you’ll moan.”
His eyes rolled as he remembered the journey that he had up to the dorm. “It’s a good job that we have lifts in apartment blocks these days for these things.”
“You’re so dramatic, they’re not even that heavy.”
Joshua:
You couldn’t help but chuckle as you walked into Joshua’s room, noticing several pieces of memorabilia scattered around the place, all with your country’s flag on.
As your eyes shot around to look at him, his laughter got louder. “I thought that having these here would remind you of home,” he smiled back at you.
Your head shook as he spoke, “why do I want a giant flag up in my room?”
“Doesn’t it feel homely? Cosy?” Joshua teased as he walked across to you, “I even managed to find a snow globe for your bedside table, I didn’t even realise they made these with flags on.”
“Please tell me this is a welcome prank.”
He didn’t say a word, but his smile let you know that he was up to mischief, poking against his chest. “Did you really think that I was just going to let you move in without annoying you?”
“You’re the worst,” you sighed, “if anyone should know how I feel then it’s you.”
His head nodded in agreement with you, “that’s exactly why I did this, it cheered you up and stopped you worrying about home for a moment.”
“I hate to say it, but you’ve got a good point there.”
Jun:
The sound of your name mentioned shouted brought you out of your bedroom, running into the living room where you found Junhui waiting for you with a smile.
He beckoned you over before taking your hand, unfolding it. “You can’t officially move in without this,” he smiled before placing a keychain in your hand.
Your eyes looked down, noticing a single key attached to it, “for this place?”
“Exactly,” he proudly replied to you, watching you study the keyring that was on it too. “I thought I would get something simple so that you can always spot which of the keys are yours.”
“There must be a lot of keys around here.”
Junhui nodded as you placed your keys into your pocket, “most of the other keys have car keys and studio keys on too, but I thought you could still do with something to jazz them up a bit.”
“They’re perfect,” you assured him, “I’m honoured to have my own key to this place.”
He took a step towards you, placing his hands against your waist. “This is your home now too, and I, and the boys are all really happy to have you here.”
“Me too, I’m really excite for my new adventure.”
Hoshi:
His eyes looked to you in confusion as the last of your boxes came up the stairs, struggling to believe why there was so little in front of the two of you for you to move with.
As you began to open the boxes, Soonyoung remained stood still. “How are you going to live here with so little?” He asked you, unable to make sense of it.
Your eyes flickered to Soonyoung as he spoke, “I’ve got more coming across.”
“Are your family sending some more of your belongings later?” Soonyoung asked you, hoping that they would. You had packed the bare minimum; a lot less than he was ever expecting to see.
“There should be a few more things next week.”
His head nodded as he began to help you unpack the boxes, “you know you can raid my wardrobe, cupboards, whatever you want until more of your stuff comes, you need to survive.”
“I was planning on doing that anyway,” you teased, “I’ve already spotted a hoodie I like.”
His eyes rolled as you smirked back at him. “Maybe I should be the one thinking of buying new things rather than you if this is how it’s going to be.”
“You did just say I could raid your wardrobe.”
Wonwoo:
Your eyes looked around in awe as Wonwoo led you closer and closer to the river, stunned by the high-rise buildings and busy roads that the two of you walked down.
Every so often his eyes looked at you, making sure that you were still enjoying yourself. “How does it feel to call this place home as you walk around now?”
Your eyes looked to him as he spoke, “right now it feels very surreal to me.”
“It makes my stomach knot every time I think about the fact that this is home for you now,” Wonwoo confessed, pulling you closer to him. “I don’t have to send you home this time.”
“It’s nice walking around, I can really take it all in.”
His head nodded in agreement with you, “there’s so many places around here that I want to show you. Usually we don’t have time, but now we have all the time in the world to do it.”
“I’m excited,” you promised, “the boys have mentioned some good spots to me too.”
Wonwoo’s eyes widened, shaking his head, “whatever you do don’t listen to them. They’ll just want to take you out and get you drunk; I know what they’re like.”
“It’s not as if I have to worry about missing a flight anymore.”
Woozi:
You followed nervously behind Jihoon as he walked you through into the kitchen, introducing you to where everything was as you tried your best to take it all in.
As his eyes flickered back, he was quick to notice you hanging behind him. “Are you alright? Am I going to fast?” He worried, offering his hand out for you to hold.
Your head shook as you caught up to Jihoon, “this is just busy, and super big.”
“It’s a kitchen for a lot of people,” Jihoon smiled as he carried on moving you around to some of the cupboards. “We pretty much just share everything anyway; you don’t need to worry about that.”
“What if I break something that belongs to the boys.”
Jihoon’s head shook back at you, “honestly, we just replace it, there’s nothing sentimental in here. I know you’re worried and nervous, but I promise you that this is just a normal kitchen.”
“I’m terrified,” you admitted to him, “this doesn’t quite feel like my home as well yet.”
Jihoon’s arm snaked securely around your waist, “it will soon feel like your home as well, we’ll get you used to things soon enough and feeling settled.”
“I’m sure that I’ll settle, I think I just need time.”
DK:
The smile on Seokmin’s face had you chuckling once again as you caught him staring across at you, picking one of the cushions up from the sofa and throwing it at him.
He quickly caught it, laughing even louder than he was before. “I keep feeling as if I need to ask someone to pinch me,” he suddenly spoke up towards you.
Your eyebrows furrowed in his direction, “do you feel as if you’re dreaming?”
“Exactly that,” he proudly replied to you. “Do you know how many times I’ve sat on this sofa wondering what it would be like one day if you were able to sit here with me too?”
“I was just joking; I didn’t think you were being serious.”
Seokmin’s head nodded as he scooted closer towards you. “I do the same everywhere, laying in bed, cooking in the kitchen, there’s loads of things that I’ve thought of us doing together.”
“I can’t believe you,” you smiled, “I never had you down to be someone like that.”
The smile that Seokmin had widened too, “there’s a lot that you don’t know about me, plenty of surprises too, especially now that we’re living together.”
“I’m excited to see where else you’ve dreamt about me.”
Mingyu:
His eyes kept watching you as you brought your chopsticks up to your mouth yet again, humming in delight at how good the food tasted that Mingyu had bought you both.
As soon as you looked to him as well, he cleared his throat. “I was worried that maybe I’d order something that you don’t like,” he admitted, explaining his stare.
Your head shook with a chuckle, “you know I have eaten Korean before, right?”
“I do,” he smiled in reply to you, “but now you’re here it’s something you’re going to have to eat every day. I want to make sure that I take note of the foods that you really like.”
“You don’t need to worry about me, I eat anything.”
Mingyu’s smile widened as you took another mouthful out of the dish, “I just want you to be comfortable,” he added, “I know that it’s probably all a little overwhelming right now.”
“Mingyu,” you began, reaching for his hand, “I’m happy, you don’t need to fret so much.”
His head nodded, listening to everything that you had to say. “I don’t want you to end up changing your mind, I’d hate for you to go back home now.”
“I’m not going anywhere; this is my home now.”
The8:
You carried on following Minghao around the place as he opened up one of the kitchen cupboards, allowing you to take a look in as you recognised much of what was inside.
His smile was wide as your eyes looked to him to be sure. “I thought we could have a home cupboard, keep it filled with snacks that you have back at home.”
Your head shook in disbelief back at Minghao, “have you thought of everything?”
“Food was something that I missed when I first moved here,” Minghao explained to you, “I thought whenever you feel homesick, you can grab a snack to make yourself feel better.”
“That’s such a great idea, I’ll be raiding this constantly.”
His head nodded, relieved that you had loved his idea as much as he hoped you would. “I hope you don’t just raid it because you’re feeling homesick all the time though, that won’t be good.”
“I’ll raid it whenever,” you assured him, “definitely when I’m not feeling homesick as well.”
Minghao’s arm moved around you as he closed up the cupboard again. “All you have to do is tell me when it’s getting empty, and I’ll order you some more bits.”
“That’s the perfect final touch to our home Minghao.”
Seungkwan:
Your eyes watched in confusion as Seungkwan tore a couple of post its down from his wall, intrigued as to what he had on them as you made yourself comfortable.
As he turned back around and looked at you, he could tell that you were inquisitive. “I used to have these up so that I remembered the good times to be able to call you at.”
Your eyes widened as Seungkwan handed them to you, “you really did that?”
“I had another one up there with your work schedule, and one with your important events on for the week,” he added, “I liked to make sure that I never disturbed you when I called.”
“At least now you don’t have to worry about disturbing me.”
Seungkwan nodded in agreement with you, “I can just see you in person now when I want to talk to you about most things, no more sitting in different time zones and patiently waiting.”
“I had no idea you had these,” you whispered, they really show just how much you care.”
Seungkwan’s hand rested against the top of your leg, “of course, I care. Why else do you think I invited you here to live with me? I just want to be with you.”
“I’m still touched that you decided to invite me here.”
Vernon:
Your eyes widened as Vernon opened up the door to the dorm, looking around as balloons and banners were put up on the walls, with the boys all jumping out.
Your head looked back to Vernon’s innocent smile that stood behind you. “The boys wanted to throw you a little bit of a welcome to Korea party,” he explained to you.
Your eyes looked around at all the boys, “this isn’t my first time visiting Korea.”
“But it’s your first time being here and this being your home,” Vernon grinned as he came up along side you. “We’ve got some games, and plenty of food, all of your favourite things.”
“You guys didn’t need to do this for me, I’m just glad to be here.”
Vernon pushed gently against your arm, as the rest of the boys groaned. “We couldn’t just let you move to Korea and not do anything, especially me. It calls for a celebration.”
“This is adorable,” you told all of them, “you guys make me so happy to call this home.”
Vernon’s smile widened, relieved to see you settling around the place. “You know they’re mainly doing this party because they have some ground rules for us.”
“I should’ve known there’d be an ulterior motive too.”
Dino:
Your smile grew as Chan appeared behind you and wrapped his arms around your waist again, pulling you tightly into his chest, even after only just letting go of you.
Your eyes looked past your shoulder, noticing the expression on his face. “I can’t believe you’re finally here, permanently too,” Chan whispered, pressing a kiss to your cheek.
Your head shook at his enthusiasm, “how long are you going to keep on doing this?”
“Until it sinks in for me that Korea is now your home,” he proudly told you, “I keep thinking that when I hold onto you, I’ll have to let you go again like I usually do when you’re here.”
“You know you can cuddle me as much as you possibly want now.”
Chan’s head nodded, his smile growing as he did so. “I don’t think I’m going to be able to let go of you for a long time yet, I might just keep grabbing onto you for now.”
“You can hold onto me and not let go,” you reminded Chan, “because this is my home.”
His heart raced as he listened to you speak, “do you think that you could just repeat that last bit again? You know the bit about this being your home now?”
➳Your eyes flutter open upon hearing the alarm. You turn it off and attempted to get off the bed. Your attempt was futile when you felt your boyfriend tighten his arms around your waist, mumbling incoherent words. Rolling your eyes, you give up and snuggled closer to him, listening to his heartbeat. Moments like this in mornings are what make you love him even more.
When your soft eyes meet hers, smile
So she can smile, hey what’s up beauty, talk to her
➳You and your boyfriend sat on opposite sides of the couch, wrapped in comfortable silence. As you lift your gaze from your book to your boyfriend he also did the same. He smiled and winked at you saying, ‘Hey, what’s up beauty.’ You laugh at his flirting, shaking your head before going back to reading. The warm smile he saves only for you together with his compliments still make your heart flutter even after years of being together.
Get up first in the morning, turning on jazz
Gentle kiss, I’ll look at you
➳Waking up to an empty space beside you frustrates you but the smell of breakfast made by your boyfriend together with jazz music playing immediately changes your mood. Washing up, you head to the kitchen to be greeted by him wearing your pink apron. You giggled and wrap your arms around his waist. He turns to give you your usual morning kiss. His loving gaze when he takes in your figure in his shirt is what makes your day even better.
When you’re too tired, take two bottles of alcohol and honestly knock on her door
➳Drinking is not usually your thing but once in a while is not that bad so whenever your boyfriend brings some soju over you accept. You giggle at his flushed state, slurred words coming out of his mouth. You could only make out the words ‘I love you so much’ and ‘forever’.
The next morning you’d be in the kitchen making hangover soup when you hear him groaning from your bedroom. You’d rush to his side with a tray of things he needed. After feeding him and giving him medicine to drink he’d follow you with his gaze as you leave the room, wondering how he got lucky for having you.
Sometimes leave together without a plan
Let her breathe under a different sky, a different wind
➳You found yourself rushing to pack some snacks and anything you might need as your boyfriend waits in the car. He had suddenly appeared on your doorstep telling you to pack up and get ready for a long road trip. Unplanned trips are your favourites since you get to spend time with him in the car. Your fingers intertwined, the soft music playing and each other’s presence. Everything was perfect.
Sometimes, kiss her without a plan just like the day you fell for her without a reason
➳His little pecks on your lips when you: don’t pay attention to him, cook dinner, take care of him and when you are about to sleep. They are the cutest!
When it’s time to sleep, with a low voice, quietly make her tear as you say
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