ʷʰᵉⁿ ʰᵉ ᶜᵒᵐᵉ ᵘᵖ ⁱⁿ ᵗʰᵉ ᶜˡᵘᵇ ʰᵉ ᵇˡᵃᶻⁱⁿ' ᵘᵖ
ᵍᵒᵗ ˢᵗᵃᶜᵏˢ ᵒⁿ ᵈᵉᶜᵏ ˡⁱᵏᵉ ʰᵉ ˢᵃᵛⁱⁿ' ᵘᵖ
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-ǫɪᴀɴ ᴋᴜɴ-
-ᴛᴏᴘ-He ties your hand to the headboard with his tie. Kun has his white button up shirt, barely hiding his pale skin as he strips it off entirely. His slender fingers caress the expanse of your waist, settling on the waistband of your skirt, that you opted to wear, much against his wish. He dives in for a kiss, which turns into a hot makeout session, going to the club long forgotten.
If only you hadn't pinned him down to the couch and provoked him that you'd easily dominate him, nothing of this would have happened. He pulls back, as the both of you take in as much of oxygen you could before joining in for the next, but he stops as his lips brush yours and his words come out in sensual whispers, ❝What honestly made you think that I'd let you top?❞
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after midnight | nct oneshots
Fanfiction[𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐩𝐥𝐞𝐭𝐞𝐝] ❝touch me when the sun goes down touch me after midnight❞ ⁻ ᶠˡᵘᶠᶠ ̇ ˢᵐᵘᵗ ̇ ᵃⁿᵍˢᵗ ⁱᵐᵃᵍⁱⁿᵉˢ ↝ ᴍs.ʙᴀᴅ