Nɪ-Kɪ Oɴᴇsʜᴏᴛs

-27-Nɪ-ᴋɪ × Eɴʜᴀ(👀)

The school corridors buzzed with rumors and whispers, as the six notorious bad boys had their eyes set on the same prize—the alluring and charming Ni-ki. Heeseung, Jake, Sunghoon, Jay, Sunoo, and Jungwon, each with their distinct personalities and rugged good looks, were an irresistible force when it came to getting what they wanted. And what they wanted was Ni-ki, the bubbly and cheerful sweetheart who had captured the hearts of every student in the school.

Ni-ki, unaware of the intense desire burning in the hearts of these six rebels, went about his day with a spring in his step. His bright smile and playful demeanor made him stand out in the otherwise mundane school environment. He was the ray of sunshine everyone craved, and the bad boys were determined to make him theirs.

As the final bell rang, signaling the end of the school day, the boys sprang into action. They gathered in the empty dressing room, a place usually bustling with students changing for sports practice. But today, it would serve as the stage for their wildest fantasies. Heeseung, the self-proclaimed leader of the group, had masterminded this rendezvous, ensuring that every detail was perfect for their planned seduction.

Ni-ki, oblivious to the trap that had been set, strolled innocently towards the dressing room, his mind preoccupied with thoughts of his upcoming dance practice. He pushed open the door, and his breath caught in his throat at the sight before him. Six pairs of hungry eyes turned towards him, their gazes intense and full of unspoken promises.

"Well, well, well, if it isn't the school's little sweetheart," Heeseung purred, his deep voice sending shivers down Ni-ki's spine. "We've been waiting for you, Ni-ki."

Ni-ki's heart pounded in his chest as he took in the scene. The dressing room had been transformed into a den of seduction. Dim lighting cast shadows on the muscular bodies of the bad boys, who were lounging around, their eyes fixed on him. He recognized each of them—Heeseung, the charismatic leader; Jay, with his piercing gaze; Jake, whose smoldering looks could melt steel; Sunghoon, the quiet yet intense one; Sunoo, always playful and mischievous; and Jungwon, whose confidence was matched only by his charm.

"W-what's going on here?" Ni-ki stammered, his voice cracking slightly under the weight of their collective stares.

"We're here to give you what you've always wanted, Ni-ki," Sunoo said, his voice low and husky. "We know you've been craving us, just as much as we've been craving you."

Ni-ki's cheeks flushed, and he couldn't deny the truth in Sunoo's words. He had fantasized about each of these boys, imagining their strong arms around him, their lips on his, their bodies moving against his in perfect rhythm. But he never imagined his fantasies could become reality, and certainly not all at once.

Heeseung took a step forward, his tall, lean frame commanding attention. "We're going to give you pleasure beyond your wildest dreams, Ni-ki."

They started to walk forward towards Ni-ki like predators. They exchanged one last glance before having a passionate 27 round in the practice room.