[Fic] Sparks - 1/1
Title: Sparks
Pairing: Xiumin/Sehun
Rating: up to NC-17
Warnings: sexswap, knotting, sexual situations
Summary: 26 various request prompts
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Prompt: au where minseok is the fairy prince of winter and he falls in love with human sehun
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The chill in the air was unmistakeable, taking what had been a balmy fall to wind that bit through Sehun’s jacket. It wasn’t even truly winter yet, but snow was falling, or trying to. Tiny flakes that struggled in the wind, catching against the pavement but not thick enough to coat it in white.
“Your defenses are not suitable,” Sehun was told, and he frowned, looking behind him to where a man dressed in blue and gray and white stood. His hair was scattered with snow, as though he had been out in it much longer than Sehun had, and it stood out against the dark of his hair like some kind of a crown.
“I was still hoping it’d be warm enough,” Sehun said, and he got a smile in return. A smile that distracted him for a moment from the thick flakes that were coming down, the air around them stilling as white flakes swirled and fell. “Aren’t you cold?”
He got no answer, just a man stepping up beside him, looking in the same direction he was.
“Even with the cold, you love it.”
“Who wouldn’t?” Sehun wondered.
“Let me show you something,” he was told, and he flushed warm as the man he would know to be Minseok took his hand.
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Prompt: vampire minseok seducing vampire hunter sehun
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“If you- The information we-“
Sehun braced himself against the paralyzing touch, but Minseok’s fingers skimmed his throat, and he could still move. Then Minseok had chosen not to still him. And he appreciated that, though having a vampire so close went against everything he’d had drummed into him.
“All of the information is there in the notebook, just as I promised. Those idiots make it hard for me to find humans willing to be bitten. I don’t…kill.”
Minseok’s thumb skimmed his earlobe, and Sehun shuddered. He’d been bitten, years ago, because they’d wanted him to know what it was like. He’d felt disgusted, then, a man whose face he really didn’t remember then, like it was some kind of medical procedure he had to live through. Minseok wasn’t as tall as that vampire, wasn’t anything like him except that he, too, was helping the hunters. Sehun glanced at Minseok’s mouth and wondered. But what he mind conjured was everything but the bite.
“You’ve been- Your information has been very helpful.”
“Sit,” Minseok urged, and Sehun’d hand fished for the chair’s arm, folding down as Minseok crowding him back, and almost gulping as Minseok twined into the chair with him.
“Minseok-“
Minseok’s hands guided Sehun’s, and instead of braced on the chair, they curved naturally around Minseok’s hips.
“You got what you wanted,” Minseok said, and all Sehun could do was mouth his answer back. They were giving him humans to bite as his reward, but he was on Sehun’s lap like…
When his eyes closed, the last thing he focused on was Minseok’s face, and when he moaned, it was because Minseok’s mouth was rubbing against his. He pressed back. Kisses. Kisses he wasn’t supposed to ask for, kisses as Minseok cupped his neck and teased him with the softest tongue until Minseok moaned at the tightening of Sehun’s hands. It wasn’t forbidden. It wasn’t even- Sehun inhaled as Minseok shifted closer, an arm snaking around Sehun’s neck as he pressed against Sehun. It wasn’t just a kiss any more, his ears burning as Minseok’s hips began to circle.
“Minseok,” he said, and he meant to stop it, or at least make them pause.
It came out more like a plea for more. He lifted his hips, heard Minseok moan and Sehun gave, grinding against Minseok as Minseok’s lips trailed along his jaw, until he was gasping for air. If Minseok was going to bite him, if Minseok wasn’t going to stop as Sehun stroked against his back, but he smelled so good- He came so fast, embarrassingly fast as Minseok panted against him, and all he could do was hold on as Minseok sighed his own satisfaction.
Sehun relaxed, boneless and blissed with a vampire still in his lap and his pants undoubtedly getting wet. Minseok hadn’t even tried to bite him, and Sehun wondered why he was a little disappointed by that. He’d gotten off, so he was still calculating his regrets. If they had to work together again?
“I was supposed to be thanking you.”
Minseok laughed into his shoulder. “You did.”
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Prompt: minseok and sehun going on their first date to the bowling alley that they met at
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It smelled a little bit like popcorn, and the sounds of bowls rattling the pins was definitely the forefront of the sound that greeted them as they walked in. Sehun had begun loitering, there was no other word for it, outside of the bowling alley about 15 minutes before their planned date time. Public transportation wasn’t going to get in the way of him and his date, and he only had a mild worry that Minseok would think the same thing and he’d show up 15 minutes early and think that Sehun was weird for showing up so early. Though if he showed up early too, they’d just tease each other, and- He thought about it too much. Besides, Minseok only showed up ten minutes early and Sehun’s ears were red for other reasons than the fact that he’d obviously been eager for their date.
They’d met in a group, a bunch of interconnected people and random friends going out for a night of laughs and mockery at the inevitable gutter balls. Sehun had watched Minseok saunter up, all confidence to take his turns, with laughing at his failures, and proud at his victories. Sehun had all but planted himself near Minseok’s seat that night, getting introduced and probably monopolizing Minseok’s time.
Minseok had know who he was, had his number, saw him the next time everyone went out, and that… That led them there, to Sehun fumbling out money to pay for their shoes, bumping hips with Minseok as he decided on which ball he wanted like it was a life or death decision. There weren’t a dozen other people milling between them. Just them. Just them, and that was scary and gratifying at the same time.
Minseok got a strike, and when Sehun stepped forward with arms wide, Minseok stepped right into them. And Sehun felt like he had scored.
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Prompt: minseok and sehun as painters who are working on a collab together (paint fight??)
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The mural covered all of one wall, or the beginnings of it did anyway. Part of it had been freehanded, part of it projected and traced from drawings they’d prepared, but there were pieces of it slowly being filled in, merging with others, like some kind of a painted river. They didn’t start each on one end, but Minseok started in the middle and Sehun right beside him. There was something nice about merging pieces of their art, Sehun’s somewhat rounder forms surrounded by Minseok’s angular and lifelike. People who knew would still be able to pick out pieces of each of their art in it, but it would not be stark and disjointed.
Minseok inhaled at the touch of cool against his belly, glaring down from where he’d been stretching to slick dark red paint toward the ceiling. Sehun looked innocent as Minseok pulled his shirt up and saw the blue splattered across his skin.
“Are you sure you want to start this?” Minseok asked.
Sehun didn’t even have the good sense to look ashamed, and closed his eyes just in time to have red freckles sprayed against his face.
And that was all it took, spitting paint as a stream of it slashed across his neck from Sehun flailing his brush, almost tripping off the ladder with his paint cup and tackling Sehun with a roar to finger paint against his face as Sehun tried to use his brush like a sword. It only ended up tickling him, whereas Sehun had a lock of hair standing up and slowly dripping red, and Minseok was breathing hard as Sehun pouted at him.
He would have liked to have traced paint all over Sehun’s arms, too, but he tugged down the neck of Sehun’s tank top and planted his hand square against Sehun’s chest. There. His, he thought as Sehun threw back his head and laughed. Just signing his handiwork.
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Prompt: femme xiumin where she pegs her taller younger boyfriend (your pick of maknae line)
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The heels got to Sehun first, the straps around her ankles, how they lifted her up enough that she didn’t have to strain to kiss him. The little panties that looked like he could tear them if he looked at them cross-eyed, though, he knew what he wanted to do with those. She kept him from having to choose, sliding them down her thighs and sighing and squirming as he fucked her with his tongue and moaned around her clit until she was clutching at his hair and coming against his face.
“You’re so good at that,” she admired. He was a good learner. He liked knowing what got her off, how she liked being touched. And if kneeling on the mattress and bending over was what turned her on, he did it, squirming back a little when the head of his cock brushed the cool cloth. Her breasts were spilling out of her button-up shirt and her thighs were wet from his mouth and her come, but she was getting dressed a little more appropriately. He moaned to watch her tighten the harness around her hips, the quivering cock attached to it like a beacon. He knew where that was going, and he’d been beside her when she’d bought it, looking up at him through her eyelashes. She’d fingered him while blowing him almost from the first time until he could barely come for her mouth unless she was finger fucking him. And she knew it.
She’d had to stretch him, ease him into it at first. But he knew how to press back against that cock, wider than his own, longer. He’d have felt bad but it wasn’t for her - it was for him, and his moan was broken when she planted her knees between his and pressed into him. Minseok, gorgeous, curvy Minseok having him all bent over for her like that. She’d taken him on his back, too, coming to her curled lip of concentration. He liked watching her move, whether she was fucking him or riding him, it didn’t matter. It all felt good, and watching her fingers wrap around him, even better.
His eyes rolled back almost when Minseok leaned over him, rolling her hips and slowly working the cock into him. Her breasts were rubbing all over his back and it drove him wild, pushing his hips back against her.
“Minseok ugh.”
She pressed a wet kiss to his spine, rubbing all over his chest and stomach.
“You like that, baby? You want to come?”
He licked his lips and he could still taste her, and she ground that cock into him and fucked him in a rhythm that he flattered himself that she picked up from him. Sehun arched his back and grunted as her cock rubbed against his prostate. Like that helped him as she huffed out a laugh and fucked him with even more abandon. Her fingers were slick and so cool, but it only made him gasp in desperation as she began to stroke his cock. For a second he was bereft as she paused and shuddered, moaning and gripping him tight. And even in his lust-fogged brain he realized she’d just orgasmed from fucking him and fuck he just need everything. For her to keep going, for her to push deeper, go harder, stroke fasted. He just needed to get off. He just need her to let him come. He just needed--
His hips frantically pressed into her hand as he came onto the blanket, moaning, his forehead planted on the bed and her cock still moving in him. At least, until he’d stopped coming, and then he had that moment of panic, that moment of emptiness before he collapsed onto his side and waited for her to press against him. His thigh was between hers instantly, and she chuckled, nuzzling against him. Because it was them, it could’ve been anything next.
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Prompt: sehun asking his boyfriend minseok to come inside him
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Sehun’s thighs almost shook as he pressed them wider, Minseok’s fingers fucking into him and making him moan as he almost begged for more. It was Minseok’s fingers then, but it would be Minseok’s cock soon enough, thrusting into him, making him pant, making him come. And Minseok would come, too, his face in rapture. And Sehun licked his lips, moaning, squirming. Minseok came in his mouth all the time, Minseok watching as Sehun swallowed eagerly. The condom was for ease, more than anything, but he had to ask, he had to know.
“Minseok. I want… I want you to come in me,” Sehun said, clutching around Minseok’s fingers as he said it. “I want to know you filled me full. Do you want to…?”
Full of Minseok’s come, full of his cock.
They stared at each other, Minseok stilling his fingers. “Yes. Yes, I will.”
Sehun moaned at the loss when Minseok pulled away his hand, but there, right there, Minseok’s cock was pressing, slick and ready and hard. Yes. Yes, that, Sehun moaned, tugging on his own cock as Minseok slid into him.
“Fuck me, please,” Sehun moaned, shuddering as Minseok braced over him, close enough to kiss as he began to fuck Sehun just as asked. Minseok was flushed and aroused and he was making Sehun moan from the roll of his hips. It was like Minseok knew every angle, but maybe he knew because Sehun couldn’t help his moans, arching his neck and lifting his hips and listening as Minseok hissed and fucked him faster. Some days, it felt good to wait. Some days, there was no way they wanted to stop. What had turned him on, had turned Minseok on, he could tell by the way Minseok kissed him, the way he looked at him.
“Does it feel-“ Sehun couldn’t even finish that statement, his cock throbbing in his hand as Minseok lifted his hips and fucked him as though possessed.
“Gonna come in you. Gonna-“
Minseok groaned and his hips snapped hard, making Sehun’s toes curl as he realized Minseok was coming just as he promised, coming in him, coming for him. In made him tense, his lungs aching just before he came all over his belly, bucking, squeezing around Minseok’s cock as he panted to Minseok’s satisfied smirk.
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Prompt: xiuhun prompt where sehun who meets his high school crush minseok years later and sparks fly
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Minseok was just far enough ahead of Sehun in school that Sehun got to admire him from afar for one and a half blissful years before Minseok was gone. Minseok was nice, and he was funny, and Sehun was just gangly still, and he couldn’t get enough. He could catalogue every word they’d exchanged in those months, and the one protect team they’d shared, and Minseok maybe, possibly waving to him one day after school. Or maybe to someone behind him, Sehun hadn’t known because he just stared and stood like a wet noodle.
Sehun entertained a brief fantasy of Minseok showing up on his graduation day and declaring he hadn’t stopped thinking about him. He got flowers from his parents. That was nice though.
But when they met again, Sehun was an adult. He almost felt like an adult sometimes, too, in the moments when the wind blew fairy dust around or whatever. But he was halfway across the room and heard a name. Not a name he’d never heard before, but he’d almost laughed to himself, like it couldn’t possibly be the same-
Sehun had grown. Minseok had not. Minseok had matured. Sehun had…had…feet.
He a bit hastily bowed and mumbled some kind of greeting and lived with the knowledge that Minseok, nice, handsome Minseok could not possibly remember that kid that awkwardly almost got to sit beside him once. One person away totally counted.
“Oh Sehun,” Minseok said, tilting his head. “The language project, the last year of high school, right?”
He was that kid all over again, speechless, nodding, startled that Minseok had remembered and grinning when he realized- He wasn’t that kid any more. The two years that had been a gulf in school were so much smaller in their 20’s.
“It wasn’t the same after you graduated,” Sehun told him, honestly.
There were other people in the room, but it didn’t feel like it, when MInseok touched his arm and smiled at him.
“Want to get dinner together soon and catch up?”
Made sense, for two old school mates. But his heart did a thing, when Minseok smiled a bit broader when he agreed.
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Prompt: xiuhun ; minseok can't keep his eyes off the newest addition to his university's dance team
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They’d all been through tryouts and some of them had even been on high school squads together. So starting a new year with freshmen coming in was always an influx of new faces. Some of the seniors had been in on the audition process, but it was Minseok’s first time seeing them. It was a mix, half women and half men, and time would tell if they’d integrate well, match to the rhythm of the team.
But Minseok’s eyes caught on the shoulders of one of the new members. He’d just taken off his sweatshirt, revealing a tank top suited for working out, and the straps of it just emphasized how broad he was. He glanced down at his cheat sheet that they’d handed out. Oh Sehun. His face was severe as he was listening, almost frowning. And then one of the girls made an obvious joke, and Sehun’s whole face changed, laughing, the sound carrying.
“They look pretty good, huh?” one of his friends said, and Minseok grunted as the music started. It was a wave of bodies that were starting to move, showing off a routine they’d just been starting to piece together. It made Minseok’s body want to move with the music, too. And watching Sehun, it made him want to move closer.
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Prompt: UM XIUHUN ; SEHUN WORRIES HE'S NOT 'MATURE ENOUGH' TO BE WITH MINSEOK AND HIS BOYFRIEND HAS TO SET HIM STRAIGHT PLEASE ㅠㅠ ♡
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“Do you think I’m too young?”
They’d been talking, laughing really, about a group of kids on TV, and Minseok was perplexed at the question.
“Is being young…bad?” Minseok asked.
Suhun’s lips were pursed, shaking his head a little though that clearly wasn’t all of it.
“I just wonder… Maybe if you see me like you see them. Like I’m just a kid?”
Minseok nudged at him, facing him, leaning in so they could face each other.
“I’ve known people twice your age who aren’t half as grown up as you. And you say that like I’m a hundred years-old.”
They jabbed at each other, Sehun grinning at that last bit, and he just flopped into Minseok like he was some kind of heat-seeking machine.
“Just a quarter of the way there,” Sehun teased.
Minseok’s breath ruffled Sehun’s hair.
“I get why life experience and maturity is a thing, but I’m serious. Sometimes years don’t mean a lot, because it’s compatibility that counts. What you want tomorrow, not what you had yesterday.” And Minseok peered down at Sehun out of the corner of his eye. “Did that sound old and wise?”
At least the discontent had gone out of Sehun’s face. It wasn’t something one statement would assure him of, but Minseok would help him believe.
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Prompt: xiuhun w sehun riding minseok
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Sehun’s moan was short and startled as Minseok dragged his mouth off of Sehun’s throbbing cock. That was too much but the loss of Minseok’s thrusting fingers left him both cool and empty, his thighs shaking as Minseok helped him kneel, urged him down until he could feel Minseok’s cock pressing into him. Sehun moaned at the ceiling, bracing himself on Minseok’s shoulders as he sank, slick, and filled himself and Minseok watched him, watched his face, watched him enjoy that stretch.
“Please,” Sehun moaned. His hips rocked, feeling like he was being filled over and over as his cock brushed against Minseok’s stomach. He gasped, unable to stop moving as Minseok’s teeth caught at one of his nipples, his tongue curling, sucking, swapping sides and squeezing Sehun’s ass, urging him.
“Yeah, ride me. You feel so good, babe,” Minseok said, kissing up Sehun’s chest and nibbling at Sehun’s collar bones.
Sehun moaned, beginning to bounce, their hips slapping together as Minseok purred for him, his cock so hard and every rock of his hips had his whole body throbbing.
“Oh no,” Sehun gasped, but it wasn’t to make Minseok stop as his fingers began to sweep against Sehun’s cock, stroking him, pulling him, holding him so he could rub wet against Minseok’s belly. “Oh fuck, oh fuck.”
His head fell, moaning toward Minseok’s shoulder as he squeezed almost to the point of pain as Minseok stroked him, fucked him. Sehun came over Minseok’s fingers. He moaned. He shook as Minseok kept him coming, kept come falling against Minseok’s skin until Sehun couldn’t come any more.
“Yeah,” Minseok moaned, the sound of it low and extended as he gripped Sehun’s hip with his wet hand and began thrusting up into him. Sehun clung to him, angling so that Minseok could get deeper, faster. “Sehun.”
It was like being caught in a storm of moans as Minseok moved and gripped him and drove into him and moaned Sehun’s name. All he had to do was hold on as Minseok came in him, his cock twitching knowing Minseok was coming for him, moaning for him.
Sehun tasted himself on Minseok’s smug lips, and knew he wasn’t moving until Minseok made him.
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Prompt: •“I’m sorry that I got way too into playing house and accidentally kissed you passionately.” xiuhun
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“Dinner was good, honey,” Sehun teased, and Minseok chuckled, swatting at him with the oven mitt that he was trying to put away. He liked cooking for someone other than himself, and Sehun had snuck and started the dishes before Minseok could even get the table cleared. Sehun was crashing with him, and a few days into it, Minseok had realized it was nice having someone to kind of fall into a rhythm with. He left breakfast for Sehun when he left, made dinner with him when he came home. They’d hung out together, and one night apart, so Sehun wasn’t attached to his hip.
But calling him honey?
“Always glad to make you happy,” Minseok said back. “Now say thank you properly.”
He just sort of stood and offered himself. He was expect, he didn’t know, a hug maybe. Sehun was still laughing when he got close, and Minseok felt it when Sehun’s lips pressed against his cheek. And that was sweet, and he was prepared to say so, looking up, meeting Sehun’s eyes. Sehun blinked, looking back at him, and Minseok just got…lost for a moment. So lost, he didn’t notice Sehun looking down, and his head tilted on autopilot, meeting the kiss Sehun brushed against his mouth, his eyelids slamming down.
“Oh,” he murmured, and Sehun’s hand settled on his back. Sehun kissed him again, and Minseok reached. He kissed Sehun, kissed him, gripped his shoulders, and they staggered, Minseok’s hips pressing against the counter’s edge and Sehun’s mouth on his. The skin of Sehun’s neck was hot, and his hair was thick, and Minseok claimed that teasing lower lip as his own. Sehun’s moan almost made him moan, almost, until Sehun jerked as though startled, lips pulling away. But they were still pressed together, breathing a little unsteadily, Minseok wound around him and Sehun pinning him.
Sehun looked at him like Minseok maybe was going to scold him, grinning a bit sheepishly as Minseok smiled and tilted back his head so he could get a better look at Sehun’s face.
“That was one of the best thank-you’s I’ve ever gotten,” Minseok told him.
It was good to be honest. It might have been the only way he was getting another.
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Prompt: minseok knotting sehun? ♡ ♡ ♡
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There were rooms, different from the corners were people shouted and writhed. Quiet places, sensual places, with narrow beds and knotting benches. Minseok had secured one the moment he’d arrived, not knowing if he’d get a chance to use it, but hoping. Hope hadn’t brought him to an omega on the cusp of desperation, but the scent of him had. A strong jaw, soft eyes, and when Minseok had stroked against that soft cheek, against his neck, those eyelids had fluttered down, leaning into him. He’d waited until they’d both been sure, until the spike of arousal in the air had been unmistakable and the omega had licked his lips, staring down Minseok’s body. He knew Sehun could see almost everything through the mesh.
“Your name?” MInseok asked, drawing him away from the omegas he’d been with.
“Sehun,” his omega told him.
Sehun, the name he’d be moaning.
“My name is Minseok,” he said, and led Sehun into their little room. It wasn’t soundproof, but it didn’t have to be. It let their scents mingle, heady. He sat, spreading his legs and letting his body sigh in relief of some of the pressure being lifted. Though, not for long, because Sehun dropped to his knees and crawled, taking his place between Minseok’s thighs and watching as Minseok opened his pants. Sehun leaned forward, moaning against Minseok’s cock like it was something he’d been waiting decades for. He’d been sucked by alphas, by betas, but none he’d enjoyed more than omegas. Minseok watched as Sehun’s lips slipped around him for the first time and he hummed, enjoying it. It was definitely not to get hard. He could have bent Sehun over right then. But he wasn’t going to deny Sehun what he wanted, not when he could almost hear Sehun’s cock throbbing from the pleasure of sucking him. Minseok knew that ever moment spent with his cock in Sehun’s mouth, the wetter Sehun got, and the easier he would be to knot. That was how it worked.
His cock was definitely not the first that Sehun had sucked.
“Fuck, Sehun, your mouth is perfect,” Minseok hummed, messing up Sehun’s hair, interrupting his intent effort to try and swallow Minseok whole. And Sehun moaned around him, looking up at him, begging up. “Come on.”
The loss of Sehun’s mouth made him feel cool, but his skin flushed watching Sehun try to shimmy out of his skin-tight, then soaking jeans. They dropped, and perfumed the air even further with Sehun’s scent and Minseok glanced at the knotting bench for a moment, musing for a moment of bending Sehun over and doing his damnedest to lick him clean. But he wanted too much right then, his cock unnaturally heavy as Sehun pulled his shirt over his head. Omega, cock hard, cheeks flushed, thighs slick.
“The bed. On your back,” Minseok said, his voice almost harsh, and Sehun jolted, moving faced, kneeling on the bed, turning, offering even with his legs awkward. Minseok caught those legs, pushing them up as Sehun inhaled, baring all of Sehun to him, wet and eager and hard and ready.
“You’re going to knot me?” Sehun asked, like he wasn’t sure what Minseok was after.
“If you want me to.”
“Yes, please, yes,” Sehun said, but it ended on a moan, because at the end of the first yes, Minseok had started to push into him. Sehun’s body gave, tight but enveloping, and he could see Sehun fight not to to just tighten down, keep him out. He hadn’t been fucked as often as he’d been on his knees, Minseok could tell that. It made him even more determined to see Sehun satisfied. Sehun made a sound, one that if MInseok had not already been inside him, he’d have wanted to be.
“Sehun.”
Sehun moaned as Minseok curled him over further, bracing himself over Sehun. Sehun reached for him, rubbing his hands over Minseok’s collarbones, his neck. And when Sehun met his eyes, that was when Minseok began to thrust, rocking their hips together, bracing Sehun’s legs wide. Minseok couldn’t get as close as he wanted, but it was close as he needed to be.
“Keep looking at me,” Minseok urged, when Sehun’s eyes wanted to close. “Look at me.”
Not a faceless alpha. Not a stranger. They knew each other, by scent, something deeper than a hello and a handshake.
“Minseok.”
Yes. Yes, like that, as Sehun squeezed around him, as he rubbed against Minseok’s chest and traced fingers over Minseok’s lips. Minseok took them in, Sehun’s fingertips, licking them, sucking them as he still held Sehun’s eyes. But every so often he flickered his eyes to Sehun’s mouth, letting Sehun know what he was thinking, what he wanted. After. After. He wanted to hear Sehun too much, to let Sehun breathe, feel everything. When Sehun felt the swell of Minseok’s knot, he broke eye contact, gripping Minseok’s upper arms and straining to get closer, more, his body ready, begging for it even if he didn’t know it himself. It was like sinking into the ocean, feeling so insignificant and powerful at the same time. His hips jolted against Sehun’s, needing to be deeper, needing to fill him, needing to knot him where it would feel best. Sehun was moaning, his fingers so tight on Minseok’s arms like he was trying to yank Minseok in himself.
The head of his cock throbbed, and the knot swelled, and Minseok’s whole body tightened, drew up. His moan echoed off the walls as he came, still trying to get deeper and shuddering when he could not as he pulsed into Sehun’s body. His knot was secure, the omega with him, tied. He was the alpha who came in Sehun, who drew his moans from him, who was awash in the pleasure of him.
The scent changed as Minseok breathed. Triumph, like Sehun felt some great accomplishment, but growing need as Sehun squeezed around Minseok’s knot faster, more urgently.
Minseok met Sehun’s eyes, assuring him. He wasn’t going to make Sehun wait, not when Sehun was already dripping with need against his belly when Minseok’s fingers curled around him.
“Minseok, please,” Sehun pleaded, shaking, and Minseok stroked, feeling Sehun come between his fingers, shuddering on his knot and arching as he throbbed and came for Minseok.. With a shudder, Sehun was still, breathing, whimpering as Minseok soothed him. Minseok leaned in then, pressing a kiss to Sehun’s chest, between his collarbones, his chin. Minseok waited, as Sehun breathed, stroking his thumb against Sehun’s cheek. He waited, until one of Sehun’s eyes opened, until he smiled at Minseok.
“Minseok,” Sehun said. “That was…great.”
They laughed together a little, at that, and Sehun lifted his head, pressing back against Minseok’s mouth. And Minseok kissed him, stroking through his hair, and breathing against his skin, long after the knot let them part.
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Prompt: xiuhun with minseok or sehun trying to get pregnant? ♡
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Minseok was done with the teasing. His head turned back and forth on the pillow, lip curling as Sehun finally began to move. He’d watched Sehun grow round with their daughter, and it had been all Sehun could talk about for the last year, every time his hips nudged against Minseok’s - how much he wanted to give Minseok their baby. The longer they waited, the more Minseok wanted it. It had been their plan from the start and Sehun “practiced” so well. He teased well too, huffing a laugh as Minseok’s nails dug into his back.
“You’re not going to knock me up staying still,” Minseok complained.
“I probably could, since it’s you.”
Minseok squeezed around him tighter in retaliation and Sehun moaned.
“You know I’m fertile,” Minseok whispered in his ear and Sehun’s hips twitched. He’d been before, too but they’d been careful. Not then. Not then, when Sehun gave in to his body and moved. But Minseok moaned louder when Sehun pushed up Minseok’s legs, covering him, kissing him. Minseok tried to move his hips but Sehun had the control and the rhythm and Minseok gasped, knowing what Sehun wanted. He wanted to please Minseok. He wanted to please them both. But most of all he wanted-
Sehun’s head lowered, moaning, and Minseok knew he felt himself teetering on the edge. Minseok shuddered and he came against his stomach as Sehun grunted and pulsed in him, like he’d wanted to maybe since they had met.
Sehun snuggled him right down into the mattress and Minseok knew if they hadn’t succeeded that time, they’d try again.
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Prompt: [vampire!au xiuhun] minseoks fledgling has a thing for wearing red suits. minseok has a thing for taking them off
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Sehun preened over them. He had them in every color imaginable, from nearly orange, to red that verged on black, burgundy, blood. Some had pinstripes, some were sheened silk. Minseok had a hard time choosing which one he liked more. The ones that matched the color of Sehun’s blood, maybe. He liked tipping Sehun’s head back in those, and sinking his teeth into Sehun’s neck, feeding as was his due if Sehun had eaten recently. If not, then the sensation of blood was still satisfying, watching it drip down over Sehun’s collarbones. Sehun’s hips always lifted as Minseok bit him, his body straining against the red fabric and waiting to be unleashed. Even before he’d been turned, his body had been Minseok’s, and Minseok sometimes took his time, undoing every button, bending Sehun over and undoing every primal urge.
But Sehun’s jacket caught him at the elbows when Minseok pushed it down, his arms held to his sides on the bed, and his eyes were wild, his neck bloody. He wore nothing underneath his pants, and it took only moments as they were flung to slide slick into Sehun’s arching body as Sehun’s eyes were begging him to. Minseok liked it, the way that Sehun gasped as though he needed to breathe, that loss of control making Sehun moan, throbbing, hard and desperate until Sehun’s head thrashed side to side and his hands clenched at his sides as Minseok watched him come all over his belly.
Minseok gave him a reprieve and hummed, pleasure washing over him as he let himself go, pleased to have pleased.
He was going to enjoy watching Sehun dress himself again. And then they would feed.
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Prompt: sehun goes into heat and he wants minseok to be his heat partner not the head alpha luhan like was originally planned
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The omegas were naturally drawn to Lu Han, his dominance, his smell. Omegas without a life mate, they’d all shared a heat with him, surrounded by home and power. That was going to be Sehun, too, and he’d watched Lu Han with the omegas sometimes, the way he treated them, the way his body looked. So when his heat swept through him, Sehun shivered as Lu Han stroked his arm. He was so hard, and he needed so much. But he was distracted, another scent pulling him away from Lu Han’s promise of pleasure. It made him look, not recognizing it at first. But his eyes stopped, seeing how intently he was being stared at. Scenting the air, staring in the direction of Sehun’s hips.
Minseok.
He didn’t realize he’d said it out loud until Minseok’s eyes snapped to his. Sehun almost whimpered, throbbing with the need to be fucked.
“I see,” Lu Han said. “Will you see Sehun through his heat?”
“I will,” Minseok said.
He would.
When Minseok offered his hand, Sehun grabbed for him, pulled out of the sight of everyone toward Minseok’s room. Minseok slept alone, his right as an alpha and Sehun felt like he was moving too fast and couldn’t move fast enough as he tugged at his own clothes. His shirt fell, flung off of his arm, his pants just behind, keeping himself from tripping as he felt how wet he was, slick between his thighs as he climbed onto the bed and bent over, bracing himself, offering, begging.
“Minseok. Minseok.”
“I didn’t think you’d-“ The bed dipped, Minseok kneeling between his legs. “I could smell your heat coming on for days. Almost everyone chooses Lu Han.”
Too much talking. Too much waiting.
“Minseok.”
“I’ve got you. I’ve got you.”
Minseok’s cock rubbed against him and Sehun moaned, not stopping, only pitching higher as Minseok pressed into him. He felt every millimeter of Minseok’s cock sliding in and out of him, rocking back against Minseok, moaning into the blanket as he clutched it and tried to ground himself. Minseok’s cock filled him, rubbed against him, and Sehun forgot what it was like not to have orgasms rolling over him with every few thrusts of Minseok against him for so long before it began to slow. Sehun’s cock was dripping onto the blanket, and Sehun struggled for air, arching his back, moaning, frozen as Minseok drove him over another peak. Sehun was sobbing when Minseok’s knot began to swell.
“Yes,” he gasped out, and Minseok pulled Sehun’s hips back, grinding into him deep, grunting as the knot swelled more, holding. Sehun heard as Minseok came, and his whole body shuddered as they rocked together.
Minseok soothed him, hands against his skin, massaging the tense muscles of his hips. And Minseok pressed kisses against Sehun’s shoulder blades, Sehun still throbbing around Minseok’s knot.
“I’ll get you something to drink when the knot lets me,” MInseok murmured. “How do you feel?”
Sehun’s lips curved as his cheek pressed against the blanket. He felt like he didn’t want the knot to go away, and like he wanted to be knotted all over again.
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Prompt: could i request some minseok/sehun snuggles? ;u;
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Minseok was trying to relax, reading on his phone and sprawled on the couch. He really was trying, until someone started poking against his back and making him squirm. The whole couch shook as Sehun didn’t just go around it, but flopped himself over the back, his butt hitting hard on the cushion and making Minseok bounce. He didn’t really even give Minseok time to protest though, getting an arm around Minseok’s shoulders and leaning in like he was some kind of overgrown house cat.
“How are you?” Minseok asked, amused, his thumb still on the screen where he’d been ready to swipe across to a new page.
“Good,” Sehun gusted, right into Minseok’s neck.
“You’re planning on staying here?”
Sehun hummed, nuzzling a little closer. Which was good, Minseok just needed a new position. He angled a bit, draping his legs over Sehun’s, letting Sehun blanket against his side until they were both comfortable. He could all too well imagine Sehun blinking sleepily at the screen as MInseok continued to read, but he felt Sehun jerk as he almost fell asleep once, before his breathing evened, slowed. It made Minseok smile, rubbing his cheek against Sehun’s hair for a moment, and enjoying being held as Sehun napped against him.
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Prompt: minseok/sehun and their first time having sex with each other pretty please /bats eyelashes
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Sehun was so quiet that Minseok stopped, drawing in a careful breath and looking to see if silence meant pain, if Sehun wanted him to stop, if he was going too fast, too slow. Sehun’s eyes opened, staring at him like someone would when an offered dessert was being taken away.
“What-“
“Is it okay, are you-“
“Yes,” Sehun said, and it was strangled, his hips lifting and making them both moan. It’d been like he was communing with Minseok’s dick. “/Yes./“
It had only been a little hiccup and Minseok laughed at himself, leaning closer and remembering how they’d fumbled off clothes, how Sehun had moaned when Minseok had touched him skin against skin, when he’d hitched a breath at the touch of Minseok’s fingers.
Sehun didn’t have his eyes closed then, cupping Minseok’s neck, kissing him between breaths, between moans.
“Tell me if it-“ Minseok began and couldn’t even finish his own sentence, shuddering a little as Sehun moaned and sent heat coursing through him. He was overwhelmed, the expressions on Sehun’s face, the desperation that Sehun moved through him, the feel of Sehun around him.
Sehun’s sound as he came, the way he almost seemed to break as his legs squeezed tight on Minseok’s sides, it made Minseok shudder, it all but made him collapse, breathing against Sehun’s collarbone as he hummed out his pleasure.
“You thought I wanted you to stop?” Sehun asked, incredulous, later, when they were cross legged on the bed and eating pie.
“You got quiet,” Minseok sulked.
Sehun laughed at him until Minseok had to quiet him with kisses.
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Prompt: and whispers a continuation from the xiuhun first time together prompt - minseok and sehun years later now that they're very familiar with each other, hehe
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Minseok’s concentration was frayed, his body somehow under the control of the man under him, the one currently gnawing at his neck and grasping at his butt.
“Faster,” Sehun urged, like Minseok wasn’t already, like they weren’t racing each other during round two, when the first time they’d nearly fell asleep on each other, Sehun drooping over him like a wilting flower.
“You go faster,” Minseok retorted, and regretted that because, no, he didn’t want to break anything.
What it did make him do was hitch Sehun’s hips higher, giving him more control, and the look on Sehun’s face, the way his eyes nearly rolled back, on yeah, that was what he’d been wanting.
“Come on,” Minseok urged him.
Sehun squirmed and arched and Minseok stroked him, urged him, until Sehun was grabbing at the sheet and coming and Minseok would’ve felt smug, if his body hadn’t had other thoughts. He came gripping at Sehun’s thighs, still aching with it when he looked up and tried not to snort because Sehun was imitating one of his expressions. Or trying to.
“See if I come for you again,” Minseok said, spanking Sehun’s thigh.
“Your loss,” Sehun said, beaming at him, poking out his lips for a kiss that Minseok did not give begrudgingly.
But he did bite Sehun’s bottom lip, a little payback, flopping onto the pillow, sated and content. “Go get a wash cloth. Not too hot! Please?”
Sehun maybe wiggled his butt at him as he went, but he did just that, wandering back and tossing Minseok a warm cloth, and a water bottle as well.
“We’re almost out of water,” Sehun murmured.
Minseok yawned his acknowledgement of that, kissing Sehun’s shoulder, and wrapping his fingers around Sehun’s.
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Prompt: catboy sehun purring while his owner minseok fingers him
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On one hand, Minseok was trying to work. He had very important emails to read through, ones he couldn’t just let go, some that had to be forwarded. And on the other, he had a very horny catboy begging for stimulation. It was a very difficult choice. He could read and swipe and forward with one hand, and Sehun was already sprawled on his back and offering his hips to Minseok on the couch beside him. He smelled like sex, and that was distracting of itself, Minseok having to shift himself in his pants. But he gave in after Sehun nudged his foot against Minseok’s for the tenth time. Normally cats just needed attention, cuddles, warmth. Sometimes a little more was needed. But Sehun was slick, and Minseok had to warn him to be careful when he almost writhed as Minseok’s fingers slid into him.
It wasn’t too hard to do that, just sliding his fingers in an out, stretching Sehun, rubbing against him. Almost like petting his ears, an absent motion besides Sehun’s whimpers. Sehun was purring, too, like Minseok fingering him was pleasing him in a different way, and Minseok pulled his brain back to his tablet, licking his lips as he slid a third finger into Sehun and ticking another email off his list.
“Minseok, I need you so much,” Sehun sobbed, working his hips as Minseok’s fingers slid into him. It wasn’t like Minseok didn’t need, too, he just had stuff to do, even if he got harder with every sound that Sehun made and ever time he tightened around Minseok’s fingers.
“Here,” Minseok said, looking toward Sehun. He rubbed his fingers quickly against Sehun’s prostate and Sehun gasped, arching, babbling. “Come on. Come on, you know you want to.”
Sehun came, shuddering, his cock twitching helplessly as Minseok fingered him through it. That got him a few minutes of quiet, as Sehun gasped for air.
Then the purring started again and Minseok began to slide his fingers in and out again, and easy, slow rhythm that made his lips twitch when Sehun almost growled. Last email sent.
The tablet clattered down, and Minseok pulled his fingers away so he could open his pants, turning and getting himself fully between Sehun’s legs that wrapped around him as soon as Minseok’s cock was inside of him.
“Finally,” Sehun moaned, and kissed him, his desperate hips almost doing Minseok’s work for him. And that time, he wasn’t distracted, he didn’t pull away, until they were both sated.
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Prompt: [space!au xiuhunqmi] sehun had a little fun shopping in one of the space ports that they land at, and everything he bought is red
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Everything. They’d sent him for supplies, and it was everything. Not the food, at least because that was pre-packaged. But everyone’s underwear was. Sehun’s replacement clothes were. The stationary that Zhou Mi had requested, and the replacement utensils, and the chair cover to cover up the…unfortunate accident that Kyuhyun would not speak of on one of the navigating chairs. Zhou Mi was have concerned the fuel was red, or that they would be emitting red fumes.
At least the oxygen was still the right color.
Which led him to his concern on their water treatment.
“Nothing says clean water like violent red dye,” Zhou Mi said, shaking the container.
“It actually means it’s clean,” Sehun said. “If it’s any other color, it’s contaminated.”
Minseok groaned behind them and Kyuhyun was trying not to laugh, shaking a bit behind Sehun and his red jacket.
Everyone remembered when they’d accidentally bought purple treatment. Minseok had had a purple tongue for a month. Not that they’d minded.
Not that they’d told him that, since they’d teased him forever.
“Next time, we’ll get clear,” Zhou Mi said, just so they were all on the same page. It could’ve been worse, and the part was, Zhou Mi didn’t know if Sehun had done it on purpose or not, the grin he shot back at Kyuhyun, the gulping laugh as Zhou Mi narrowed his eyes at him. It called for a group tickle fight with Sehun as the begging loser, and with Sehun caught between all three of them, a group hug. They were going to have to keep him.
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Prompt: Catboy!Sehun and Werewolf!Minseok with their offspringS, maybe?
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The little boy had limbs to the four winds, studiously coloring as his tail twitched. He’d gotten all of the cat genes, right to the tips of his silky ears. Sehun would find Minseok next to the crib some nights, just stroking those ears, like he was amazed by their son. He’d asked Minseok if he was disappointed that their baby had ended up a cat, and not with more of the traits that Minseok had as a werewolf.
Minseok had stared at Sehun, offended, like he could find their baby less than perfect. Sehun knew Minseok liked those traits about himself. Minseok showed him all the time, cuddling him, petting him.
Then their daughter had been born. She was a bouncing seven pounds, no ears, no tail. She looked like any human baby, which had Minseok curious. They didn’t have her tested, because they loved her no matter if she could turn or not. She began to crawl, amusing her big brother into tiny pieces, growling at him, babbling as they shared their toys.
She was sprawled on a blanket for a nap in nothing but a diaper when she was nearly a year old, and Sehun paused.
“Minseok?” he wavered.
Her back was covered in fine, gray fur, and they stared, fingers curled tight together. She grunted in her sleep, moving a bit, and then the fur was gone.
“So she does take after you,” Sehun said, trying to elbow Minseok and just getting tugged up against him, Minseok kissing him.
“I wonder who the third baby will take after,” Minseok said, waggling his eyebrows.
Once they got to making another baby, they would see.
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Prompt: sehun wants a child with the new alpha in the pack minseok
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Sehun wondered if he was the only one, when Minseok had come home after a night out hunting with his clothes rain-wet and clinging to him, who felt the primal call. He knew he was close, then, close to needing an alpha to join with him. It was the first time he’d looked an alpha and known that he wanted to bear their child. He needed it so badly that he could not help himself even before he was ready, standing close to Minseok, bending over in front of him, wishing it was Minseok he slept beside instead of the other omegas and betas.
His cock felt heavy when he looked at Minseok. And it was finally his time. He was sequestered, given a room, one that was heated so he could pull off all of his constricting clothes and finally breathe. His whole body ached with want, but he did not touch himself, gasping, writhing as he ached to be filled, and one by one the alphas offered themselves to him, and one by one they turned him away. Minseok was last, the newest, and when Minseok stepped inside the door, Sehun moaned, his cock dripping against his belly.
“Would you choose me?” Minseok asked him.
“Yes, please, yes,” Sehun said, and waited. Waiting for Minseok to accept or reject his plea. And he almost came just from the relief as Minseok closed the door, locked it, closing them both inside just before pulling his shirt over his head.
“I wondered why you kept leaning over in front of me,” Minseok said. “An omega like you, I thought you’d want one of the others.”
“Like me?”
Minseok came even with the bed, his eyes making Sehun’s skin burn. “Gorgeous. Fertile. Loyal. The others are more familiar to you, to give you a child.”
Sehun hadn’t wanted the others. He’d accepted some of them in the past, enjoyed them, but not then, not when he needed most. He couldn’t even speak, licking his lips as Minseok pushed down his pants, bared all of his skin and the scent of him was even stronger. Sehun moaned and held out his hand, and Minseok took it, his cock swaying as he climbed onto the bed, as affected by Sehun as Sehun was by him. Sehun expected to be taken, for Minseok to sense his need and to breed him, but Minseok’s lips pressed feather-light against his, brushing, waiting for Sehun to kiss him back, kissing him almost chastely when Sehun moaned and tried to lift his head for more.
“Easy,” Minseok said, and sucked gently against Sehun’s lower lip, his hand sliding onto Sehun’s chest and stroking one of Sehun’s nipples with his thumb. It was so tight already, and that touch, the rasp of it, had Sehun keening, arching, gasping against Minseok’s mouth as his cock spurted against his belly. “Oh.”
Sehun wasn’t ashamed, his whole body throbbing as Minseok’s fingers traced through the wet, licking it from them as though curious of the taste. Their eyes met and Sehun nearly burst into flames.
“I need you,” he moaned, and Minseok kissed him, firmer that time, letting Sehun taste his come on Minseok’s.
“Okay, okay,” Minseok soothed him, and Sehun’s thighs widened, letting Minseok kneel between them, letting him shiver at the feel of Minseok’s hands against his thighs.
“You’ve had knots before?”
“Yes, but…” Never when his body was ready for a child. He needed so badly. Minseok’s fingers tested him, testing how wet he was but only just barely pressing against him. Even that had him fluttering, moaning, and Minseok soothed him again, pulling up his legs, getting him ready as he stared at Minseok’s cock like he could will it into him. “Please.”
The word was choked out, begging for Minseok to hear him, to see. It was right. They would make a child. It was right.
Minseok’s cock pressing against him drove the air from his lungs, and Sehun grasped at the bed, wheezing, and Minseok stopped until Sehun gasped in, exhaling. Minseok watched him like he had a hunger, his cock pressing in tiny bursts, dragging against every place that was sensitive, stretching him full. His cock thumped against his belly with every movement, too, and Minseok’s smile had Sehun writhing as Minseok could not push in any further.
“That’s where I’ll be when I knot you,” Minseok panted, and pulled his cock out halfway. Sehun opened his mouth to reply, but all that came out was a moan as Minseok pushed back into him. He guided Sehun’d legs up around him, leaning over and bracing himself over Sehun’s body. It opened Sehun to him, utterly, and Sehun’s arms wrapped around Minseok’s neck, parting his lips for Minseok’s kiss as Minseok rocked against him. Minseok would mate with him, breed him, and his duty would be done. The child would be Sehun’s, almost as though Minseok had never been there. He wondered what it would be like to feel that kind of want every day, to moan into Minseok’s mouth, to feel his hands stroking against his skin. Minseok’s hips moved sensual and slow, and Sehun’s eyes rolled, his cock spasming in tiny orgasms, sucking on Minseok’s tongue and drawing in deep, desperate breaths between kisses.
“I can’t wait to see you grow round with child. To know I put it there. And to see the babe in your arms,” Minseok rumbled, nibbling along Sehun’s neck. Sehun whimpered, clutching at him, feeling Minseok’s cock slide in slowly again but something was different. It was thicker.
“I’m going to fill you now,” Minseok said, and his hips for the first time rocked quicker, his swelling knot dragging in and out until Sehun was delirious with it, closing around it when Minseok could take it no longer, squeezing as it swelled, as Minseok’s hips jolted to drive himself deeper. The knot was so big and Sehun gasp as he squeezed around it, throbbed as Minseok moaned, as Minseok almost roared as his hips worked and he did as he promised and filled Sehun with his come.
When Sehun met Minseok’s eyes, he nearly shuddered, the desperation in them, the need.
“Mine,” Minseok moaned, as he stroked along Sehun’s hips. He leaned in, sucking Sehun’s nipples into his mouth and Sehun grasped at him as he came on Minseok’s knot. Minseok moaned almost like he was coming, too, sucking, licking, working his way back up to Sehun’s neck and sucking there, too, as his fingers stroked Sehun’s cock and had him bucking, coming in Minseok’s hand, gasping, moaning as Minseok kissed him, and shuddering as he came again.
Minseok nuzzled against him, breathing in sync with them as they both relaxed, as the surge of need began to abate some. When he felt Minseok’s knot, it flared a little, like an interest instead of desperation. It might be all he had, but it had been wonderful, and he’d have something wonderful to show for it.
Sehun hissed when the knot slid free, and Minseok considered him, kissing his forehead, his cheek. That was it, he thought. He smiled, his way of thanking Minseok, and almost ready to curl onto his side when he felt something warm and wet. A cloth, against his skin, wiping down his chest, wiping off his come and the wet smeared between his thighs. Minseok exhaled heavily into Sehun’s neck, murmuring Sehun’s name as he pressed against Sehun’s side, pulling a thin sheet up to cover them.
“What…?” Sehun wondered.
“In my previous pack, it was up to the omega if they wanted the alpha they’d chosen to stay near them until the babe is born. I know it’s different here, but I thought I would offer. Do you want me to stay for now?”
Sehun made a sound, his throat too tight as he turned, curled into Minseok, pressing his head to MInseok’s chest listening to Minseok’s heart slow as he stroked against Sehun’s hair. Maybe that was why he’d needed Minseok. Maybe he’d known. Sehun slept, secure, in the arms of the alpha he’d chosen for himself and for his child.
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Prompt: wow the xiuhun w sehun wanting to get pregnant was PERFECT. thank you so much. maybe a follow up where pregnant sehun wants minseok to claim him? (from tumblr) Coley
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Sehun could feel Minseok near. It wasn’t that Minseok hovered, but it was almost like had had an awareness, looking around and knowing when Minseok was smiling, or when he was tired. Minseok had his own bed, and Sehun was giving a standing invitation to it, even when Minseok had been gone a few days. But that was too much, Sehun going to sleep where he usually did, among the other omegas, where it was comfortable, safe, and not lonely.
Minseok, by his own admission, had been part of two other packs. When he was gone, Sehun slept against the back of another omega and tried not to wake him as he worried, imagining Minseok finding another pack, finding a mate, taking another omega to his bed.
“Are you happy with the pack?” Sehun asked, when Minseok returned. The room was dark, and Minseok had let Sehun curl close.
“I am. Why?”
“Why did you leave the other packs you had been with?”
Minseok considered that a moment, stroking down Sehun’s side. “Conflicts with other alphas. Too strict of rules. Not every place is right forever.”
“Right,” Sehun murmured.
“Why?”
“I was just thinking when you were gone. The baby will belong to the pack.”
“Of course. Why?”
“Unless I’m mated before the baby is born, the baby can’t leave the pack without special permission. If I wanted to leave…?”
Unmated, Sehun belonged to the pack, too. It was the old way, and some packs didn’t accept that way, but his did.
“Are you saying, you couldn’t leave with the baby?”
Sehun nodded, pressing his cheek against Minseok’s shoulder. “I missed you.”
Maybe if he knew Minseok would stay, it wouldn’t seem so important. Maybe if there was a chance he wouldn’t have to miss Minseok going forward.
Minseok kissed against Sehun forehead, and held Sehun has he slept.
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Prompt: Minseok and Sehun playing with their triplets, please...
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The kids were a whirlwind on the playground, all three of them going in different directions at times, and at others following each other like little ducklings. The little girl had the leadership role, that was obvious, bossing the two boys around, while they clearly worshipped here even while one of them was a few minutes at least older than she was.
One of the boys, the youngest, the smallest of the three who’d shared a womb, and tripped over something. Or maybe nothing, but he went boom right to the ground, both knees hitting hard and Sehun was to him instantly, pulling him up.
“Oh hey look, not even a mark,” he said, but there were trembles starting, and Sehun scooped up his son, twirling him, making him laugh and forgetting about his smarting knees. Plus, there was the sound of his brother and sister playing in the background.
“Want to go play more, buddy?” Sehun asked, and the little boy nodded, letting Sehun put him down.
Then there they were, a trio clambering over the play structure and causing destruction.
“How much trouble are we going to have getting them down for naps?” Minseok asked, coming up behind him and resting his chin on Sehun’s shoulder.
“Hopefully this’ll wear them out?” Sehun offered.
Not likely. The older they got, the more a closed eyelid was mutiny to the possibilities of the day. But a nap kept them from being crabby the whole evening. Minseok just chuckled, kissing against Sehun’s neck as the ring he wore for Sehun sliding over Sehun’s own ring, and they watched their children playing.
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Prompt: Can I request for Xiuhun makeup sex...?
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The softness wasn’t on purpose, they just needed to touch. Sehun felt like he was trying to absorb him, to make up for the hours they couldn’t, to make up for the anger, the bitter words. He moaned against Minseok’s mouth, cupping his face, kissing him over and over, feeling Minseok’s hands all over him. They just needed to be close.
“Sehun.”
Sehun nodded, lifting his hips, moaning as Minseok slid into him. He tried to trap Minseok’s hips with his thighs, tried to keep him close, keep him inside, to feel all of him. He ran his lips along Minseok’s neck, grasped at his shoulder blades, let Minseok all over him.
“Minseok, oh.”
“I’m here, baby,” Minseok crooned, and Sehun’s whole body flushed. They moved together, moved in sync, for more, more contact, more everything. Minseok kissed him again, kissed him until he was moaning again, until he had to tilt his head back, his hips lifting, shaking as Minseok wrung pleasure from him, watching him as he came and nudging close, biting his bottom lip as he moaned for Sehun.
They stayed wrapped up together, Minseok’s nose against Sehun’s cheek, stroking against Sehun’s arm and side. That was the way it was supposed to be.
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Prompt: xiuhun ; minseok keeps finding more and more reasons for why sehun is perfect for him
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Sehun loved food. That was maybe the first thing they had in common, though Sehun was like a weed soaking up nutrients at a faster pace than Minseok could. At least, though, if he ever took too much to finish, Sehun would happily take his bowl and eat, looking like a puppy who’d gotten an extra treat.
Then again, Minseok had never seen a puppy who looked quite like that.
Sehun loved to laugh, too, even when sometimes he spoke with a kind of sigh, and then he went all soft, and then the laugh just burst out of him. When they watched funny movies, or Minseok got the timing right on a joke, or when flour left his eyebrows white, Sehun laughed with him. He laughed, and he couldn’t help touching, and that was something too, the way he’d grab Minseok, laughing against him, burying his face in Minseok’s shoulder, hugging him. Cuddling.
Sehun loved cuddling, the warmth of him stretched out beside Minseok like they were sharing the life from their warmth together. Sehun was content to snuggle or be snuggled upon, protesting with Minseok’s name on his lips if Minseok had to get up, had to leave him there.
Sehun kissed him like he was precious, and it reflected in his eyes. It seemed like there was no end to the things that Minseok discovered.
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Pairing: Xiumin/Sehun
Rating: up to NC-17
Warnings: sexswap, knotting, sexual situations
Summary: 26 various request prompts
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Prompt: au where minseok is the fairy prince of winter and he falls in love with human sehun
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The chill in the air was unmistakeable, taking what had been a balmy fall to wind that bit through Sehun’s jacket. It wasn’t even truly winter yet, but snow was falling, or trying to. Tiny flakes that struggled in the wind, catching against the pavement but not thick enough to coat it in white.
“Your defenses are not suitable,” Sehun was told, and he frowned, looking behind him to where a man dressed in blue and gray and white stood. His hair was scattered with snow, as though he had been out in it much longer than Sehun had, and it stood out against the dark of his hair like some kind of a crown.
“I was still hoping it’d be warm enough,” Sehun said, and he got a smile in return. A smile that distracted him for a moment from the thick flakes that were coming down, the air around them stilling as white flakes swirled and fell. “Aren’t you cold?”
He got no answer, just a man stepping up beside him, looking in the same direction he was.
“Even with the cold, you love it.”
“Who wouldn’t?” Sehun wondered.
“Let me show you something,” he was told, and he flushed warm as the man he would know to be Minseok took his hand.
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Prompt: vampire minseok seducing vampire hunter sehun
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“If you- The information we-“
Sehun braced himself against the paralyzing touch, but Minseok’s fingers skimmed his throat, and he could still move. Then Minseok had chosen not to still him. And he appreciated that, though having a vampire so close went against everything he’d had drummed into him.
“All of the information is there in the notebook, just as I promised. Those idiots make it hard for me to find humans willing to be bitten. I don’t…kill.”
Minseok’s thumb skimmed his earlobe, and Sehun shuddered. He’d been bitten, years ago, because they’d wanted him to know what it was like. He’d felt disgusted, then, a man whose face he really didn’t remember then, like it was some kind of medical procedure he had to live through. Minseok wasn’t as tall as that vampire, wasn’t anything like him except that he, too, was helping the hunters. Sehun glanced at Minseok’s mouth and wondered. But what he mind conjured was everything but the bite.
“You’ve been- Your information has been very helpful.”
“Sit,” Minseok urged, and Sehun’d hand fished for the chair’s arm, folding down as Minseok crowding him back, and almost gulping as Minseok twined into the chair with him.
“Minseok-“
Minseok’s hands guided Sehun’s, and instead of braced on the chair, they curved naturally around Minseok’s hips.
“You got what you wanted,” Minseok said, and all Sehun could do was mouth his answer back. They were giving him humans to bite as his reward, but he was on Sehun’s lap like…
When his eyes closed, the last thing he focused on was Minseok’s face, and when he moaned, it was because Minseok’s mouth was rubbing against his. He pressed back. Kisses. Kisses he wasn’t supposed to ask for, kisses as Minseok cupped his neck and teased him with the softest tongue until Minseok moaned at the tightening of Sehun’s hands. It wasn’t forbidden. It wasn’t even- Sehun inhaled as Minseok shifted closer, an arm snaking around Sehun’s neck as he pressed against Sehun. It wasn’t just a kiss any more, his ears burning as Minseok’s hips began to circle.
“Minseok,” he said, and he meant to stop it, or at least make them pause.
It came out more like a plea for more. He lifted his hips, heard Minseok moan and Sehun gave, grinding against Minseok as Minseok’s lips trailed along his jaw, until he was gasping for air. If Minseok was going to bite him, if Minseok wasn’t going to stop as Sehun stroked against his back, but he smelled so good- He came so fast, embarrassingly fast as Minseok panted against him, and all he could do was hold on as Minseok sighed his own satisfaction.
Sehun relaxed, boneless and blissed with a vampire still in his lap and his pants undoubtedly getting wet. Minseok hadn’t even tried to bite him, and Sehun wondered why he was a little disappointed by that. He’d gotten off, so he was still calculating his regrets. If they had to work together again?
“I was supposed to be thanking you.”
Minseok laughed into his shoulder. “You did.”
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Prompt: minseok and sehun going on their first date to the bowling alley that they met at
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It smelled a little bit like popcorn, and the sounds of bowls rattling the pins was definitely the forefront of the sound that greeted them as they walked in. Sehun had begun loitering, there was no other word for it, outside of the bowling alley about 15 minutes before their planned date time. Public transportation wasn’t going to get in the way of him and his date, and he only had a mild worry that Minseok would think the same thing and he’d show up 15 minutes early and think that Sehun was weird for showing up so early. Though if he showed up early too, they’d just tease each other, and- He thought about it too much. Besides, Minseok only showed up ten minutes early and Sehun’s ears were red for other reasons than the fact that he’d obviously been eager for their date.
They’d met in a group, a bunch of interconnected people and random friends going out for a night of laughs and mockery at the inevitable gutter balls. Sehun had watched Minseok saunter up, all confidence to take his turns, with laughing at his failures, and proud at his victories. Sehun had all but planted himself near Minseok’s seat that night, getting introduced and probably monopolizing Minseok’s time.
Minseok had know who he was, had his number, saw him the next time everyone went out, and that… That led them there, to Sehun fumbling out money to pay for their shoes, bumping hips with Minseok as he decided on which ball he wanted like it was a life or death decision. There weren’t a dozen other people milling between them. Just them. Just them, and that was scary and gratifying at the same time.
Minseok got a strike, and when Sehun stepped forward with arms wide, Minseok stepped right into them. And Sehun felt like he had scored.
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Prompt: minseok and sehun as painters who are working on a collab together (paint fight??)
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The mural covered all of one wall, or the beginnings of it did anyway. Part of it had been freehanded, part of it projected and traced from drawings they’d prepared, but there were pieces of it slowly being filled in, merging with others, like some kind of a painted river. They didn’t start each on one end, but Minseok started in the middle and Sehun right beside him. There was something nice about merging pieces of their art, Sehun’s somewhat rounder forms surrounded by Minseok’s angular and lifelike. People who knew would still be able to pick out pieces of each of their art in it, but it would not be stark and disjointed.
Minseok inhaled at the touch of cool against his belly, glaring down from where he’d been stretching to slick dark red paint toward the ceiling. Sehun looked innocent as Minseok pulled his shirt up and saw the blue splattered across his skin.
“Are you sure you want to start this?” Minseok asked.
Sehun didn’t even have the good sense to look ashamed, and closed his eyes just in time to have red freckles sprayed against his face.
And that was all it took, spitting paint as a stream of it slashed across his neck from Sehun flailing his brush, almost tripping off the ladder with his paint cup and tackling Sehun with a roar to finger paint against his face as Sehun tried to use his brush like a sword. It only ended up tickling him, whereas Sehun had a lock of hair standing up and slowly dripping red, and Minseok was breathing hard as Sehun pouted at him.
He would have liked to have traced paint all over Sehun’s arms, too, but he tugged down the neck of Sehun’s tank top and planted his hand square against Sehun’s chest. There. His, he thought as Sehun threw back his head and laughed. Just signing his handiwork.
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Prompt: femme xiumin where she pegs her taller younger boyfriend (your pick of maknae line)
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The heels got to Sehun first, the straps around her ankles, how they lifted her up enough that she didn’t have to strain to kiss him. The little panties that looked like he could tear them if he looked at them cross-eyed, though, he knew what he wanted to do with those. She kept him from having to choose, sliding them down her thighs and sighing and squirming as he fucked her with his tongue and moaned around her clit until she was clutching at his hair and coming against his face.
“You’re so good at that,” she admired. He was a good learner. He liked knowing what got her off, how she liked being touched. And if kneeling on the mattress and bending over was what turned her on, he did it, squirming back a little when the head of his cock brushed the cool cloth. Her breasts were spilling out of her button-up shirt and her thighs were wet from his mouth and her come, but she was getting dressed a little more appropriately. He moaned to watch her tighten the harness around her hips, the quivering cock attached to it like a beacon. He knew where that was going, and he’d been beside her when she’d bought it, looking up at him through her eyelashes. She’d fingered him while blowing him almost from the first time until he could barely come for her mouth unless she was finger fucking him. And she knew it.
She’d had to stretch him, ease him into it at first. But he knew how to press back against that cock, wider than his own, longer. He’d have felt bad but it wasn’t for her - it was for him, and his moan was broken when she planted her knees between his and pressed into him. Minseok, gorgeous, curvy Minseok having him all bent over for her like that. She’d taken him on his back, too, coming to her curled lip of concentration. He liked watching her move, whether she was fucking him or riding him, it didn’t matter. It all felt good, and watching her fingers wrap around him, even better.
His eyes rolled back almost when Minseok leaned over him, rolling her hips and slowly working the cock into him. Her breasts were rubbing all over his back and it drove him wild, pushing his hips back against her.
“Minseok ugh.”
She pressed a wet kiss to his spine, rubbing all over his chest and stomach.
“You like that, baby? You want to come?”
He licked his lips and he could still taste her, and she ground that cock into him and fucked him in a rhythm that he flattered himself that she picked up from him. Sehun arched his back and grunted as her cock rubbed against his prostate. Like that helped him as she huffed out a laugh and fucked him with even more abandon. Her fingers were slick and so cool, but it only made him gasp in desperation as she began to stroke his cock. For a second he was bereft as she paused and shuddered, moaning and gripping him tight. And even in his lust-fogged brain he realized she’d just orgasmed from fucking him and fuck he just need everything. For her to keep going, for her to push deeper, go harder, stroke fasted. He just needed to get off. He just need her to let him come. He just needed--
His hips frantically pressed into her hand as he came onto the blanket, moaning, his forehead planted on the bed and her cock still moving in him. At least, until he’d stopped coming, and then he had that moment of panic, that moment of emptiness before he collapsed onto his side and waited for her to press against him. His thigh was between hers instantly, and she chuckled, nuzzling against him. Because it was them, it could’ve been anything next.
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Prompt: sehun asking his boyfriend minseok to come inside him
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Sehun’s thighs almost shook as he pressed them wider, Minseok’s fingers fucking into him and making him moan as he almost begged for more. It was Minseok’s fingers then, but it would be Minseok’s cock soon enough, thrusting into him, making him pant, making him come. And Minseok would come, too, his face in rapture. And Sehun licked his lips, moaning, squirming. Minseok came in his mouth all the time, Minseok watching as Sehun swallowed eagerly. The condom was for ease, more than anything, but he had to ask, he had to know.
“Minseok. I want… I want you to come in me,” Sehun said, clutching around Minseok’s fingers as he said it. “I want to know you filled me full. Do you want to…?”
Full of Minseok’s come, full of his cock.
They stared at each other, Minseok stilling his fingers. “Yes. Yes, I will.”
Sehun moaned at the loss when Minseok pulled away his hand, but there, right there, Minseok’s cock was pressing, slick and ready and hard. Yes. Yes, that, Sehun moaned, tugging on his own cock as Minseok slid into him.
“Fuck me, please,” Sehun moaned, shuddering as Minseok braced over him, close enough to kiss as he began to fuck Sehun just as asked. Minseok was flushed and aroused and he was making Sehun moan from the roll of his hips. It was like Minseok knew every angle, but maybe he knew because Sehun couldn’t help his moans, arching his neck and lifting his hips and listening as Minseok hissed and fucked him faster. Some days, it felt good to wait. Some days, there was no way they wanted to stop. What had turned him on, had turned Minseok on, he could tell by the way Minseok kissed him, the way he looked at him.
“Does it feel-“ Sehun couldn’t even finish that statement, his cock throbbing in his hand as Minseok lifted his hips and fucked him as though possessed.
“Gonna come in you. Gonna-“
Minseok groaned and his hips snapped hard, making Sehun’s toes curl as he realized Minseok was coming just as he promised, coming in him, coming for him. In made him tense, his lungs aching just before he came all over his belly, bucking, squeezing around Minseok’s cock as he panted to Minseok’s satisfied smirk.
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Prompt: xiuhun prompt where sehun who meets his high school crush minseok years later and sparks fly
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Minseok was just far enough ahead of Sehun in school that Sehun got to admire him from afar for one and a half blissful years before Minseok was gone. Minseok was nice, and he was funny, and Sehun was just gangly still, and he couldn’t get enough. He could catalogue every word they’d exchanged in those months, and the one protect team they’d shared, and Minseok maybe, possibly waving to him one day after school. Or maybe to someone behind him, Sehun hadn’t known because he just stared and stood like a wet noodle.
Sehun entertained a brief fantasy of Minseok showing up on his graduation day and declaring he hadn’t stopped thinking about him. He got flowers from his parents. That was nice though.
But when they met again, Sehun was an adult. He almost felt like an adult sometimes, too, in the moments when the wind blew fairy dust around or whatever. But he was halfway across the room and heard a name. Not a name he’d never heard before, but he’d almost laughed to himself, like it couldn’t possibly be the same-
Sehun had grown. Minseok had not. Minseok had matured. Sehun had…had…feet.
He a bit hastily bowed and mumbled some kind of greeting and lived with the knowledge that Minseok, nice, handsome Minseok could not possibly remember that kid that awkwardly almost got to sit beside him once. One person away totally counted.
“Oh Sehun,” Minseok said, tilting his head. “The language project, the last year of high school, right?”
He was that kid all over again, speechless, nodding, startled that Minseok had remembered and grinning when he realized- He wasn’t that kid any more. The two years that had been a gulf in school were so much smaller in their 20’s.
“It wasn’t the same after you graduated,” Sehun told him, honestly.
There were other people in the room, but it didn’t feel like it, when MInseok touched his arm and smiled at him.
“Want to get dinner together soon and catch up?”
Made sense, for two old school mates. But his heart did a thing, when Minseok smiled a bit broader when he agreed.
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Prompt: xiuhun ; minseok can't keep his eyes off the newest addition to his university's dance team
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They’d all been through tryouts and some of them had even been on high school squads together. So starting a new year with freshmen coming in was always an influx of new faces. Some of the seniors had been in on the audition process, but it was Minseok’s first time seeing them. It was a mix, half women and half men, and time would tell if they’d integrate well, match to the rhythm of the team.
But Minseok’s eyes caught on the shoulders of one of the new members. He’d just taken off his sweatshirt, revealing a tank top suited for working out, and the straps of it just emphasized how broad he was. He glanced down at his cheat sheet that they’d handed out. Oh Sehun. His face was severe as he was listening, almost frowning. And then one of the girls made an obvious joke, and Sehun’s whole face changed, laughing, the sound carrying.
“They look pretty good, huh?” one of his friends said, and Minseok grunted as the music started. It was a wave of bodies that were starting to move, showing off a routine they’d just been starting to piece together. It made Minseok’s body want to move with the music, too. And watching Sehun, it made him want to move closer.
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Prompt: UM XIUHUN ; SEHUN WORRIES HE'S NOT 'MATURE ENOUGH' TO BE WITH MINSEOK AND HIS BOYFRIEND HAS TO SET HIM STRAIGHT PLEASE ㅠㅠ ♡
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“Do you think I’m too young?”
They’d been talking, laughing really, about a group of kids on TV, and Minseok was perplexed at the question.
“Is being young…bad?” Minseok asked.
Suhun’s lips were pursed, shaking his head a little though that clearly wasn’t all of it.
“I just wonder… Maybe if you see me like you see them. Like I’m just a kid?”
Minseok nudged at him, facing him, leaning in so they could face each other.
“I’ve known people twice your age who aren’t half as grown up as you. And you say that like I’m a hundred years-old.”
They jabbed at each other, Sehun grinning at that last bit, and he just flopped into Minseok like he was some kind of heat-seeking machine.
“Just a quarter of the way there,” Sehun teased.
Minseok’s breath ruffled Sehun’s hair.
“I get why life experience and maturity is a thing, but I’m serious. Sometimes years don’t mean a lot, because it’s compatibility that counts. What you want tomorrow, not what you had yesterday.” And Minseok peered down at Sehun out of the corner of his eye. “Did that sound old and wise?”
At least the discontent had gone out of Sehun’s face. It wasn’t something one statement would assure him of, but Minseok would help him believe.
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Prompt: xiuhun w sehun riding minseok
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Sehun’s moan was short and startled as Minseok dragged his mouth off of Sehun’s throbbing cock. That was too much but the loss of Minseok’s thrusting fingers left him both cool and empty, his thighs shaking as Minseok helped him kneel, urged him down until he could feel Minseok’s cock pressing into him. Sehun moaned at the ceiling, bracing himself on Minseok’s shoulders as he sank, slick, and filled himself and Minseok watched him, watched his face, watched him enjoy that stretch.
“Please,” Sehun moaned. His hips rocked, feeling like he was being filled over and over as his cock brushed against Minseok’s stomach. He gasped, unable to stop moving as Minseok’s teeth caught at one of his nipples, his tongue curling, sucking, swapping sides and squeezing Sehun’s ass, urging him.
“Yeah, ride me. You feel so good, babe,” Minseok said, kissing up Sehun’s chest and nibbling at Sehun’s collar bones.
Sehun moaned, beginning to bounce, their hips slapping together as Minseok purred for him, his cock so hard and every rock of his hips had his whole body throbbing.
“Oh no,” Sehun gasped, but it wasn’t to make Minseok stop as his fingers began to sweep against Sehun’s cock, stroking him, pulling him, holding him so he could rub wet against Minseok’s belly. “Oh fuck, oh fuck.”
His head fell, moaning toward Minseok’s shoulder as he squeezed almost to the point of pain as Minseok stroked him, fucked him. Sehun came over Minseok’s fingers. He moaned. He shook as Minseok kept him coming, kept come falling against Minseok’s skin until Sehun couldn’t come any more.
“Yeah,” Minseok moaned, the sound of it low and extended as he gripped Sehun’s hip with his wet hand and began thrusting up into him. Sehun clung to him, angling so that Minseok could get deeper, faster. “Sehun.”
It was like being caught in a storm of moans as Minseok moved and gripped him and drove into him and moaned Sehun’s name. All he had to do was hold on as Minseok came in him, his cock twitching knowing Minseok was coming for him, moaning for him.
Sehun tasted himself on Minseok’s smug lips, and knew he wasn’t moving until Minseok made him.
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Prompt: •“I’m sorry that I got way too into playing house and accidentally kissed you passionately.” xiuhun
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“Dinner was good, honey,” Sehun teased, and Minseok chuckled, swatting at him with the oven mitt that he was trying to put away. He liked cooking for someone other than himself, and Sehun had snuck and started the dishes before Minseok could even get the table cleared. Sehun was crashing with him, and a few days into it, Minseok had realized it was nice having someone to kind of fall into a rhythm with. He left breakfast for Sehun when he left, made dinner with him when he came home. They’d hung out together, and one night apart, so Sehun wasn’t attached to his hip.
But calling him honey?
“Always glad to make you happy,” Minseok said back. “Now say thank you properly.”
He just sort of stood and offered himself. He was expect, he didn’t know, a hug maybe. Sehun was still laughing when he got close, and Minseok felt it when Sehun’s lips pressed against his cheek. And that was sweet, and he was prepared to say so, looking up, meeting Sehun’s eyes. Sehun blinked, looking back at him, and Minseok just got…lost for a moment. So lost, he didn’t notice Sehun looking down, and his head tilted on autopilot, meeting the kiss Sehun brushed against his mouth, his eyelids slamming down.
“Oh,” he murmured, and Sehun’s hand settled on his back. Sehun kissed him again, and Minseok reached. He kissed Sehun, kissed him, gripped his shoulders, and they staggered, Minseok’s hips pressing against the counter’s edge and Sehun’s mouth on his. The skin of Sehun’s neck was hot, and his hair was thick, and Minseok claimed that teasing lower lip as his own. Sehun’s moan almost made him moan, almost, until Sehun jerked as though startled, lips pulling away. But they were still pressed together, breathing a little unsteadily, Minseok wound around him and Sehun pinning him.
Sehun looked at him like Minseok maybe was going to scold him, grinning a bit sheepishly as Minseok smiled and tilted back his head so he could get a better look at Sehun’s face.
“That was one of the best thank-you’s I’ve ever gotten,” Minseok told him.
It was good to be honest. It might have been the only way he was getting another.
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Prompt: minseok knotting sehun? ♡ ♡ ♡
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There were rooms, different from the corners were people shouted and writhed. Quiet places, sensual places, with narrow beds and knotting benches. Minseok had secured one the moment he’d arrived, not knowing if he’d get a chance to use it, but hoping. Hope hadn’t brought him to an omega on the cusp of desperation, but the scent of him had. A strong jaw, soft eyes, and when Minseok had stroked against that soft cheek, against his neck, those eyelids had fluttered down, leaning into him. He’d waited until they’d both been sure, until the spike of arousal in the air had been unmistakable and the omega had licked his lips, staring down Minseok’s body. He knew Sehun could see almost everything through the mesh.
“Your name?” MInseok asked, drawing him away from the omegas he’d been with.
“Sehun,” his omega told him.
Sehun, the name he’d be moaning.
“My name is Minseok,” he said, and led Sehun into their little room. It wasn’t soundproof, but it didn’t have to be. It let their scents mingle, heady. He sat, spreading his legs and letting his body sigh in relief of some of the pressure being lifted. Though, not for long, because Sehun dropped to his knees and crawled, taking his place between Minseok’s thighs and watching as Minseok opened his pants. Sehun leaned forward, moaning against Minseok’s cock like it was something he’d been waiting decades for. He’d been sucked by alphas, by betas, but none he’d enjoyed more than omegas. Minseok watched as Sehun’s lips slipped around him for the first time and he hummed, enjoying it. It was definitely not to get hard. He could have bent Sehun over right then. But he wasn’t going to deny Sehun what he wanted, not when he could almost hear Sehun’s cock throbbing from the pleasure of sucking him. Minseok knew that ever moment spent with his cock in Sehun’s mouth, the wetter Sehun got, and the easier he would be to knot. That was how it worked.
His cock was definitely not the first that Sehun had sucked.
“Fuck, Sehun, your mouth is perfect,” Minseok hummed, messing up Sehun’s hair, interrupting his intent effort to try and swallow Minseok whole. And Sehun moaned around him, looking up at him, begging up. “Come on.”
The loss of Sehun’s mouth made him feel cool, but his skin flushed watching Sehun try to shimmy out of his skin-tight, then soaking jeans. They dropped, and perfumed the air even further with Sehun’s scent and Minseok glanced at the knotting bench for a moment, musing for a moment of bending Sehun over and doing his damnedest to lick him clean. But he wanted too much right then, his cock unnaturally heavy as Sehun pulled his shirt over his head. Omega, cock hard, cheeks flushed, thighs slick.
“The bed. On your back,” Minseok said, his voice almost harsh, and Sehun jolted, moving faced, kneeling on the bed, turning, offering even with his legs awkward. Minseok caught those legs, pushing them up as Sehun inhaled, baring all of Sehun to him, wet and eager and hard and ready.
“You’re going to knot me?” Sehun asked, like he wasn’t sure what Minseok was after.
“If you want me to.”
“Yes, please, yes,” Sehun said, but it ended on a moan, because at the end of the first yes, Minseok had started to push into him. Sehun’s body gave, tight but enveloping, and he could see Sehun fight not to to just tighten down, keep him out. He hadn’t been fucked as often as he’d been on his knees, Minseok could tell that. It made him even more determined to see Sehun satisfied. Sehun made a sound, one that if MInseok had not already been inside him, he’d have wanted to be.
“Sehun.”
Sehun moaned as Minseok curled him over further, bracing himself over Sehun. Sehun reached for him, rubbing his hands over Minseok’s collarbones, his neck. And when Sehun met his eyes, that was when Minseok began to thrust, rocking their hips together, bracing Sehun’s legs wide. Minseok couldn’t get as close as he wanted, but it was close as he needed to be.
“Keep looking at me,” Minseok urged, when Sehun’s eyes wanted to close. “Look at me.”
Not a faceless alpha. Not a stranger. They knew each other, by scent, something deeper than a hello and a handshake.
“Minseok.”
Yes. Yes, like that, as Sehun squeezed around him, as he rubbed against Minseok’s chest and traced fingers over Minseok’s lips. Minseok took them in, Sehun’s fingertips, licking them, sucking them as he still held Sehun’s eyes. But every so often he flickered his eyes to Sehun’s mouth, letting Sehun know what he was thinking, what he wanted. After. After. He wanted to hear Sehun too much, to let Sehun breathe, feel everything. When Sehun felt the swell of Minseok’s knot, he broke eye contact, gripping Minseok’s upper arms and straining to get closer, more, his body ready, begging for it even if he didn’t know it himself. It was like sinking into the ocean, feeling so insignificant and powerful at the same time. His hips jolted against Sehun’s, needing to be deeper, needing to fill him, needing to knot him where it would feel best. Sehun was moaning, his fingers so tight on Minseok’s arms like he was trying to yank Minseok in himself.
The head of his cock throbbed, and the knot swelled, and Minseok’s whole body tightened, drew up. His moan echoed off the walls as he came, still trying to get deeper and shuddering when he could not as he pulsed into Sehun’s body. His knot was secure, the omega with him, tied. He was the alpha who came in Sehun, who drew his moans from him, who was awash in the pleasure of him.
The scent changed as Minseok breathed. Triumph, like Sehun felt some great accomplishment, but growing need as Sehun squeezed around Minseok’s knot faster, more urgently.
Minseok met Sehun’s eyes, assuring him. He wasn’t going to make Sehun wait, not when Sehun was already dripping with need against his belly when Minseok’s fingers curled around him.
“Minseok, please,” Sehun pleaded, shaking, and Minseok stroked, feeling Sehun come between his fingers, shuddering on his knot and arching as he throbbed and came for Minseok.. With a shudder, Sehun was still, breathing, whimpering as Minseok soothed him. Minseok leaned in then, pressing a kiss to Sehun’s chest, between his collarbones, his chin. Minseok waited, as Sehun breathed, stroking his thumb against Sehun’s cheek. He waited, until one of Sehun’s eyes opened, until he smiled at Minseok.
“Minseok,” Sehun said. “That was…great.”
They laughed together a little, at that, and Sehun lifted his head, pressing back against Minseok’s mouth. And Minseok kissed him, stroking through his hair, and breathing against his skin, long after the knot let them part.
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Prompt: xiuhun with minseok or sehun trying to get pregnant? ♡
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Minseok was done with the teasing. His head turned back and forth on the pillow, lip curling as Sehun finally began to move. He’d watched Sehun grow round with their daughter, and it had been all Sehun could talk about for the last year, every time his hips nudged against Minseok’s - how much he wanted to give Minseok their baby. The longer they waited, the more Minseok wanted it. It had been their plan from the start and Sehun “practiced” so well. He teased well too, huffing a laugh as Minseok’s nails dug into his back.
“You’re not going to knock me up staying still,” Minseok complained.
“I probably could, since it’s you.”
Minseok squeezed around him tighter in retaliation and Sehun moaned.
“You know I’m fertile,” Minseok whispered in his ear and Sehun’s hips twitched. He’d been before, too but they’d been careful. Not then. Not then, when Sehun gave in to his body and moved. But Minseok moaned louder when Sehun pushed up Minseok’s legs, covering him, kissing him. Minseok tried to move his hips but Sehun had the control and the rhythm and Minseok gasped, knowing what Sehun wanted. He wanted to please Minseok. He wanted to please them both. But most of all he wanted-
Sehun’s head lowered, moaning, and Minseok knew he felt himself teetering on the edge. Minseok shuddered and he came against his stomach as Sehun grunted and pulsed in him, like he’d wanted to maybe since they had met.
Sehun snuggled him right down into the mattress and Minseok knew if they hadn’t succeeded that time, they’d try again.
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Prompt: [vampire!au xiuhun] minseoks fledgling has a thing for wearing red suits. minseok has a thing for taking them off
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Sehun preened over them. He had them in every color imaginable, from nearly orange, to red that verged on black, burgundy, blood. Some had pinstripes, some were sheened silk. Minseok had a hard time choosing which one he liked more. The ones that matched the color of Sehun’s blood, maybe. He liked tipping Sehun’s head back in those, and sinking his teeth into Sehun’s neck, feeding as was his due if Sehun had eaten recently. If not, then the sensation of blood was still satisfying, watching it drip down over Sehun’s collarbones. Sehun’s hips always lifted as Minseok bit him, his body straining against the red fabric and waiting to be unleashed. Even before he’d been turned, his body had been Minseok’s, and Minseok sometimes took his time, undoing every button, bending Sehun over and undoing every primal urge.
But Sehun’s jacket caught him at the elbows when Minseok pushed it down, his arms held to his sides on the bed, and his eyes were wild, his neck bloody. He wore nothing underneath his pants, and it took only moments as they were flung to slide slick into Sehun’s arching body as Sehun’s eyes were begging him to. Minseok liked it, the way that Sehun gasped as though he needed to breathe, that loss of control making Sehun moan, throbbing, hard and desperate until Sehun’s head thrashed side to side and his hands clenched at his sides as Minseok watched him come all over his belly.
Minseok gave him a reprieve and hummed, pleasure washing over him as he let himself go, pleased to have pleased.
He was going to enjoy watching Sehun dress himself again. And then they would feed.
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Prompt: sehun goes into heat and he wants minseok to be his heat partner not the head alpha luhan like was originally planned
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The omegas were naturally drawn to Lu Han, his dominance, his smell. Omegas without a life mate, they’d all shared a heat with him, surrounded by home and power. That was going to be Sehun, too, and he’d watched Lu Han with the omegas sometimes, the way he treated them, the way his body looked. So when his heat swept through him, Sehun shivered as Lu Han stroked his arm. He was so hard, and he needed so much. But he was distracted, another scent pulling him away from Lu Han’s promise of pleasure. It made him look, not recognizing it at first. But his eyes stopped, seeing how intently he was being stared at. Scenting the air, staring in the direction of Sehun’s hips.
Minseok.
He didn’t realize he’d said it out loud until Minseok’s eyes snapped to his. Sehun almost whimpered, throbbing with the need to be fucked.
“I see,” Lu Han said. “Will you see Sehun through his heat?”
“I will,” Minseok said.
He would.
When Minseok offered his hand, Sehun grabbed for him, pulled out of the sight of everyone toward Minseok’s room. Minseok slept alone, his right as an alpha and Sehun felt like he was moving too fast and couldn’t move fast enough as he tugged at his own clothes. His shirt fell, flung off of his arm, his pants just behind, keeping himself from tripping as he felt how wet he was, slick between his thighs as he climbed onto the bed and bent over, bracing himself, offering, begging.
“Minseok. Minseok.”
“I didn’t think you’d-“ The bed dipped, Minseok kneeling between his legs. “I could smell your heat coming on for days. Almost everyone chooses Lu Han.”
Too much talking. Too much waiting.
“Minseok.”
“I’ve got you. I’ve got you.”
Minseok’s cock rubbed against him and Sehun moaned, not stopping, only pitching higher as Minseok pressed into him. He felt every millimeter of Minseok’s cock sliding in and out of him, rocking back against Minseok, moaning into the blanket as he clutched it and tried to ground himself. Minseok’s cock filled him, rubbed against him, and Sehun forgot what it was like not to have orgasms rolling over him with every few thrusts of Minseok against him for so long before it began to slow. Sehun’s cock was dripping onto the blanket, and Sehun struggled for air, arching his back, moaning, frozen as Minseok drove him over another peak. Sehun was sobbing when Minseok’s knot began to swell.
“Yes,” he gasped out, and Minseok pulled Sehun’s hips back, grinding into him deep, grunting as the knot swelled more, holding. Sehun heard as Minseok came, and his whole body shuddered as they rocked together.
Minseok soothed him, hands against his skin, massaging the tense muscles of his hips. And Minseok pressed kisses against Sehun’s shoulder blades, Sehun still throbbing around Minseok’s knot.
“I’ll get you something to drink when the knot lets me,” MInseok murmured. “How do you feel?”
Sehun’s lips curved as his cheek pressed against the blanket. He felt like he didn’t want the knot to go away, and like he wanted to be knotted all over again.
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Prompt: could i request some minseok/sehun snuggles? ;u;
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Minseok was trying to relax, reading on his phone and sprawled on the couch. He really was trying, until someone started poking against his back and making him squirm. The whole couch shook as Sehun didn’t just go around it, but flopped himself over the back, his butt hitting hard on the cushion and making Minseok bounce. He didn’t really even give Minseok time to protest though, getting an arm around Minseok’s shoulders and leaning in like he was some kind of overgrown house cat.
“How are you?” Minseok asked, amused, his thumb still on the screen where he’d been ready to swipe across to a new page.
“Good,” Sehun gusted, right into Minseok’s neck.
“You’re planning on staying here?”
Sehun hummed, nuzzling a little closer. Which was good, Minseok just needed a new position. He angled a bit, draping his legs over Sehun’s, letting Sehun blanket against his side until they were both comfortable. He could all too well imagine Sehun blinking sleepily at the screen as MInseok continued to read, but he felt Sehun jerk as he almost fell asleep once, before his breathing evened, slowed. It made Minseok smile, rubbing his cheek against Sehun’s hair for a moment, and enjoying being held as Sehun napped against him.
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Prompt: minseok/sehun and their first time having sex with each other pretty please /bats eyelashes
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Sehun was so quiet that Minseok stopped, drawing in a careful breath and looking to see if silence meant pain, if Sehun wanted him to stop, if he was going too fast, too slow. Sehun’s eyes opened, staring at him like someone would when an offered dessert was being taken away.
“What-“
“Is it okay, are you-“
“Yes,” Sehun said, and it was strangled, his hips lifting and making them both moan. It’d been like he was communing with Minseok’s dick. “/Yes./“
It had only been a little hiccup and Minseok laughed at himself, leaning closer and remembering how they’d fumbled off clothes, how Sehun had moaned when Minseok had touched him skin against skin, when he’d hitched a breath at the touch of Minseok’s fingers.
Sehun didn’t have his eyes closed then, cupping Minseok’s neck, kissing him between breaths, between moans.
“Tell me if it-“ Minseok began and couldn’t even finish his own sentence, shuddering a little as Sehun moaned and sent heat coursing through him. He was overwhelmed, the expressions on Sehun’s face, the desperation that Sehun moved through him, the feel of Sehun around him.
Sehun’s sound as he came, the way he almost seemed to break as his legs squeezed tight on Minseok’s sides, it made Minseok shudder, it all but made him collapse, breathing against Sehun’s collarbone as he hummed out his pleasure.
“You thought I wanted you to stop?” Sehun asked, incredulous, later, when they were cross legged on the bed and eating pie.
“You got quiet,” Minseok sulked.
Sehun laughed at him until Minseok had to quiet him with kisses.
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Prompt: and whispers a continuation from the xiuhun first time together prompt - minseok and sehun years later now that they're very familiar with each other, hehe
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Minseok’s concentration was frayed, his body somehow under the control of the man under him, the one currently gnawing at his neck and grasping at his butt.
“Faster,” Sehun urged, like Minseok wasn’t already, like they weren’t racing each other during round two, when the first time they’d nearly fell asleep on each other, Sehun drooping over him like a wilting flower.
“You go faster,” Minseok retorted, and regretted that because, no, he didn’t want to break anything.
What it did make him do was hitch Sehun’s hips higher, giving him more control, and the look on Sehun’s face, the way his eyes nearly rolled back, on yeah, that was what he’d been wanting.
“Come on,” Minseok urged him.
Sehun squirmed and arched and Minseok stroked him, urged him, until Sehun was grabbing at the sheet and coming and Minseok would’ve felt smug, if his body hadn’t had other thoughts. He came gripping at Sehun’s thighs, still aching with it when he looked up and tried not to snort because Sehun was imitating one of his expressions. Or trying to.
“See if I come for you again,” Minseok said, spanking Sehun’s thigh.
“Your loss,” Sehun said, beaming at him, poking out his lips for a kiss that Minseok did not give begrudgingly.
But he did bite Sehun’s bottom lip, a little payback, flopping onto the pillow, sated and content. “Go get a wash cloth. Not too hot! Please?”
Sehun maybe wiggled his butt at him as he went, but he did just that, wandering back and tossing Minseok a warm cloth, and a water bottle as well.
“We’re almost out of water,” Sehun murmured.
Minseok yawned his acknowledgement of that, kissing Sehun’s shoulder, and wrapping his fingers around Sehun’s.
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Prompt: catboy sehun purring while his owner minseok fingers him
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On one hand, Minseok was trying to work. He had very important emails to read through, ones he couldn’t just let go, some that had to be forwarded. And on the other, he had a very horny catboy begging for stimulation. It was a very difficult choice. He could read and swipe and forward with one hand, and Sehun was already sprawled on his back and offering his hips to Minseok on the couch beside him. He smelled like sex, and that was distracting of itself, Minseok having to shift himself in his pants. But he gave in after Sehun nudged his foot against Minseok’s for the tenth time. Normally cats just needed attention, cuddles, warmth. Sometimes a little more was needed. But Sehun was slick, and Minseok had to warn him to be careful when he almost writhed as Minseok’s fingers slid into him.
It wasn’t too hard to do that, just sliding his fingers in an out, stretching Sehun, rubbing against him. Almost like petting his ears, an absent motion besides Sehun’s whimpers. Sehun was purring, too, like Minseok fingering him was pleasing him in a different way, and Minseok pulled his brain back to his tablet, licking his lips as he slid a third finger into Sehun and ticking another email off his list.
“Minseok, I need you so much,” Sehun sobbed, working his hips as Minseok’s fingers slid into him. It wasn’t like Minseok didn’t need, too, he just had stuff to do, even if he got harder with every sound that Sehun made and ever time he tightened around Minseok’s fingers.
“Here,” Minseok said, looking toward Sehun. He rubbed his fingers quickly against Sehun’s prostate and Sehun gasped, arching, babbling. “Come on. Come on, you know you want to.”
Sehun came, shuddering, his cock twitching helplessly as Minseok fingered him through it. That got him a few minutes of quiet, as Sehun gasped for air.
Then the purring started again and Minseok began to slide his fingers in and out again, and easy, slow rhythm that made his lips twitch when Sehun almost growled. Last email sent.
The tablet clattered down, and Minseok pulled his fingers away so he could open his pants, turning and getting himself fully between Sehun’s legs that wrapped around him as soon as Minseok’s cock was inside of him.
“Finally,” Sehun moaned, and kissed him, his desperate hips almost doing Minseok’s work for him. And that time, he wasn’t distracted, he didn’t pull away, until they were both sated.
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Prompt: [space!au xiuhunqmi] sehun had a little fun shopping in one of the space ports that they land at, and everything he bought is red
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Everything. They’d sent him for supplies, and it was everything. Not the food, at least because that was pre-packaged. But everyone’s underwear was. Sehun’s replacement clothes were. The stationary that Zhou Mi had requested, and the replacement utensils, and the chair cover to cover up the…unfortunate accident that Kyuhyun would not speak of on one of the navigating chairs. Zhou Mi was have concerned the fuel was red, or that they would be emitting red fumes.
At least the oxygen was still the right color.
Which led him to his concern on their water treatment.
“Nothing says clean water like violent red dye,” Zhou Mi said, shaking the container.
“It actually means it’s clean,” Sehun said. “If it’s any other color, it’s contaminated.”
Minseok groaned behind them and Kyuhyun was trying not to laugh, shaking a bit behind Sehun and his red jacket.
Everyone remembered when they’d accidentally bought purple treatment. Minseok had had a purple tongue for a month. Not that they’d minded.
Not that they’d told him that, since they’d teased him forever.
“Next time, we’ll get clear,” Zhou Mi said, just so they were all on the same page. It could’ve been worse, and the part was, Zhou Mi didn’t know if Sehun had done it on purpose or not, the grin he shot back at Kyuhyun, the gulping laugh as Zhou Mi narrowed his eyes at him. It called for a group tickle fight with Sehun as the begging loser, and with Sehun caught between all three of them, a group hug. They were going to have to keep him.
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Prompt: Catboy!Sehun and Werewolf!Minseok with their offspringS, maybe?
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The little boy had limbs to the four winds, studiously coloring as his tail twitched. He’d gotten all of the cat genes, right to the tips of his silky ears. Sehun would find Minseok next to the crib some nights, just stroking those ears, like he was amazed by their son. He’d asked Minseok if he was disappointed that their baby had ended up a cat, and not with more of the traits that Minseok had as a werewolf.
Minseok had stared at Sehun, offended, like he could find their baby less than perfect. Sehun knew Minseok liked those traits about himself. Minseok showed him all the time, cuddling him, petting him.
Then their daughter had been born. She was a bouncing seven pounds, no ears, no tail. She looked like any human baby, which had Minseok curious. They didn’t have her tested, because they loved her no matter if she could turn or not. She began to crawl, amusing her big brother into tiny pieces, growling at him, babbling as they shared their toys.
She was sprawled on a blanket for a nap in nothing but a diaper when she was nearly a year old, and Sehun paused.
“Minseok?” he wavered.
Her back was covered in fine, gray fur, and they stared, fingers curled tight together. She grunted in her sleep, moving a bit, and then the fur was gone.
“So she does take after you,” Sehun said, trying to elbow Minseok and just getting tugged up against him, Minseok kissing him.
“I wonder who the third baby will take after,” Minseok said, waggling his eyebrows.
Once they got to making another baby, they would see.
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Prompt: sehun wants a child with the new alpha in the pack minseok
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Sehun wondered if he was the only one, when Minseok had come home after a night out hunting with his clothes rain-wet and clinging to him, who felt the primal call. He knew he was close, then, close to needing an alpha to join with him. It was the first time he’d looked an alpha and known that he wanted to bear their child. He needed it so badly that he could not help himself even before he was ready, standing close to Minseok, bending over in front of him, wishing it was Minseok he slept beside instead of the other omegas and betas.
His cock felt heavy when he looked at Minseok. And it was finally his time. He was sequestered, given a room, one that was heated so he could pull off all of his constricting clothes and finally breathe. His whole body ached with want, but he did not touch himself, gasping, writhing as he ached to be filled, and one by one the alphas offered themselves to him, and one by one they turned him away. Minseok was last, the newest, and when Minseok stepped inside the door, Sehun moaned, his cock dripping against his belly.
“Would you choose me?” Minseok asked him.
“Yes, please, yes,” Sehun said, and waited. Waiting for Minseok to accept or reject his plea. And he almost came just from the relief as Minseok closed the door, locked it, closing them both inside just before pulling his shirt over his head.
“I wondered why you kept leaning over in front of me,” Minseok said. “An omega like you, I thought you’d want one of the others.”
“Like me?”
Minseok came even with the bed, his eyes making Sehun’s skin burn. “Gorgeous. Fertile. Loyal. The others are more familiar to you, to give you a child.”
Sehun hadn’t wanted the others. He’d accepted some of them in the past, enjoyed them, but not then, not when he needed most. He couldn’t even speak, licking his lips as Minseok pushed down his pants, bared all of his skin and the scent of him was even stronger. Sehun moaned and held out his hand, and Minseok took it, his cock swaying as he climbed onto the bed, as affected by Sehun as Sehun was by him. Sehun expected to be taken, for Minseok to sense his need and to breed him, but Minseok’s lips pressed feather-light against his, brushing, waiting for Sehun to kiss him back, kissing him almost chastely when Sehun moaned and tried to lift his head for more.
“Easy,” Minseok said, and sucked gently against Sehun’s lower lip, his hand sliding onto Sehun’s chest and stroking one of Sehun’s nipples with his thumb. It was so tight already, and that touch, the rasp of it, had Sehun keening, arching, gasping against Minseok’s mouth as his cock spurted against his belly. “Oh.”
Sehun wasn’t ashamed, his whole body throbbing as Minseok’s fingers traced through the wet, licking it from them as though curious of the taste. Their eyes met and Sehun nearly burst into flames.
“I need you,” he moaned, and Minseok kissed him, firmer that time, letting Sehun taste his come on Minseok’s.
“Okay, okay,” Minseok soothed him, and Sehun’s thighs widened, letting Minseok kneel between them, letting him shiver at the feel of Minseok’s hands against his thighs.
“You’ve had knots before?”
“Yes, but…” Never when his body was ready for a child. He needed so badly. Minseok’s fingers tested him, testing how wet he was but only just barely pressing against him. Even that had him fluttering, moaning, and Minseok soothed him again, pulling up his legs, getting him ready as he stared at Minseok’s cock like he could will it into him. “Please.”
The word was choked out, begging for Minseok to hear him, to see. It was right. They would make a child. It was right.
Minseok’s cock pressing against him drove the air from his lungs, and Sehun grasped at the bed, wheezing, and Minseok stopped until Sehun gasped in, exhaling. Minseok watched him like he had a hunger, his cock pressing in tiny bursts, dragging against every place that was sensitive, stretching him full. His cock thumped against his belly with every movement, too, and Minseok’s smile had Sehun writhing as Minseok could not push in any further.
“That’s where I’ll be when I knot you,” Minseok panted, and pulled his cock out halfway. Sehun opened his mouth to reply, but all that came out was a moan as Minseok pushed back into him. He guided Sehun’d legs up around him, leaning over and bracing himself over Sehun’s body. It opened Sehun to him, utterly, and Sehun’s arms wrapped around Minseok’s neck, parting his lips for Minseok’s kiss as Minseok rocked against him. Minseok would mate with him, breed him, and his duty would be done. The child would be Sehun’s, almost as though Minseok had never been there. He wondered what it would be like to feel that kind of want every day, to moan into Minseok’s mouth, to feel his hands stroking against his skin. Minseok’s hips moved sensual and slow, and Sehun’s eyes rolled, his cock spasming in tiny orgasms, sucking on Minseok’s tongue and drawing in deep, desperate breaths between kisses.
“I can’t wait to see you grow round with child. To know I put it there. And to see the babe in your arms,” Minseok rumbled, nibbling along Sehun’s neck. Sehun whimpered, clutching at him, feeling Minseok’s cock slide in slowly again but something was different. It was thicker.
“I’m going to fill you now,” Minseok said, and his hips for the first time rocked quicker, his swelling knot dragging in and out until Sehun was delirious with it, closing around it when Minseok could take it no longer, squeezing as it swelled, as Minseok’s hips jolted to drive himself deeper. The knot was so big and Sehun gasp as he squeezed around it, throbbed as Minseok moaned, as Minseok almost roared as his hips worked and he did as he promised and filled Sehun with his come.
When Sehun met Minseok’s eyes, he nearly shuddered, the desperation in them, the need.
“Mine,” Minseok moaned, as he stroked along Sehun’s hips. He leaned in, sucking Sehun’s nipples into his mouth and Sehun grasped at him as he came on Minseok’s knot. Minseok moaned almost like he was coming, too, sucking, licking, working his way back up to Sehun’s neck and sucking there, too, as his fingers stroked Sehun’s cock and had him bucking, coming in Minseok’s hand, gasping, moaning as Minseok kissed him, and shuddering as he came again.
Minseok nuzzled against him, breathing in sync with them as they both relaxed, as the surge of need began to abate some. When he felt Minseok’s knot, it flared a little, like an interest instead of desperation. It might be all he had, but it had been wonderful, and he’d have something wonderful to show for it.
Sehun hissed when the knot slid free, and Minseok considered him, kissing his forehead, his cheek. That was it, he thought. He smiled, his way of thanking Minseok, and almost ready to curl onto his side when he felt something warm and wet. A cloth, against his skin, wiping down his chest, wiping off his come and the wet smeared between his thighs. Minseok exhaled heavily into Sehun’s neck, murmuring Sehun’s name as he pressed against Sehun’s side, pulling a thin sheet up to cover them.
“What…?” Sehun wondered.
“In my previous pack, it was up to the omega if they wanted the alpha they’d chosen to stay near them until the babe is born. I know it’s different here, but I thought I would offer. Do you want me to stay for now?”
Sehun made a sound, his throat too tight as he turned, curled into Minseok, pressing his head to MInseok’s chest listening to Minseok’s heart slow as he stroked against Sehun’s hair. Maybe that was why he’d needed Minseok. Maybe he’d known. Sehun slept, secure, in the arms of the alpha he’d chosen for himself and for his child.
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Prompt: wow the xiuhun w sehun wanting to get pregnant was PERFECT. thank you so much. maybe a follow up where pregnant sehun wants minseok to claim him? (from tumblr) Coley
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Sehun could feel Minseok near. It wasn’t that Minseok hovered, but it was almost like had had an awareness, looking around and knowing when Minseok was smiling, or when he was tired. Minseok had his own bed, and Sehun was giving a standing invitation to it, even when Minseok had been gone a few days. But that was too much, Sehun going to sleep where he usually did, among the other omegas, where it was comfortable, safe, and not lonely.
Minseok, by his own admission, had been part of two other packs. When he was gone, Sehun slept against the back of another omega and tried not to wake him as he worried, imagining Minseok finding another pack, finding a mate, taking another omega to his bed.
“Are you happy with the pack?” Sehun asked, when Minseok returned. The room was dark, and Minseok had let Sehun curl close.
“I am. Why?”
“Why did you leave the other packs you had been with?”
Minseok considered that a moment, stroking down Sehun’s side. “Conflicts with other alphas. Too strict of rules. Not every place is right forever.”
“Right,” Sehun murmured.
“Why?”
“I was just thinking when you were gone. The baby will belong to the pack.”
“Of course. Why?”
“Unless I’m mated before the baby is born, the baby can’t leave the pack without special permission. If I wanted to leave…?”
Unmated, Sehun belonged to the pack, too. It was the old way, and some packs didn’t accept that way, but his did.
“Are you saying, you couldn’t leave with the baby?”
Sehun nodded, pressing his cheek against Minseok’s shoulder. “I missed you.”
Maybe if he knew Minseok would stay, it wouldn’t seem so important. Maybe if there was a chance he wouldn’t have to miss Minseok going forward.
Minseok kissed against Sehun forehead, and held Sehun has he slept.
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Prompt: Minseok and Sehun playing with their triplets, please...
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The kids were a whirlwind on the playground, all three of them going in different directions at times, and at others following each other like little ducklings. The little girl had the leadership role, that was obvious, bossing the two boys around, while they clearly worshipped here even while one of them was a few minutes at least older than she was.
One of the boys, the youngest, the smallest of the three who’d shared a womb, and tripped over something. Or maybe nothing, but he went boom right to the ground, both knees hitting hard and Sehun was to him instantly, pulling him up.
“Oh hey look, not even a mark,” he said, but there were trembles starting, and Sehun scooped up his son, twirling him, making him laugh and forgetting about his smarting knees. Plus, there was the sound of his brother and sister playing in the background.
“Want to go play more, buddy?” Sehun asked, and the little boy nodded, letting Sehun put him down.
Then there they were, a trio clambering over the play structure and causing destruction.
“How much trouble are we going to have getting them down for naps?” Minseok asked, coming up behind him and resting his chin on Sehun’s shoulder.
“Hopefully this’ll wear them out?” Sehun offered.
Not likely. The older they got, the more a closed eyelid was mutiny to the possibilities of the day. But a nap kept them from being crabby the whole evening. Minseok just chuckled, kissing against Sehun’s neck as the ring he wore for Sehun sliding over Sehun’s own ring, and they watched their children playing.
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Prompt: Can I request for Xiuhun makeup sex...?
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The softness wasn’t on purpose, they just needed to touch. Sehun felt like he was trying to absorb him, to make up for the hours they couldn’t, to make up for the anger, the bitter words. He moaned against Minseok’s mouth, cupping his face, kissing him over and over, feeling Minseok’s hands all over him. They just needed to be close.
“Sehun.”
Sehun nodded, lifting his hips, moaning as Minseok slid into him. He tried to trap Minseok’s hips with his thighs, tried to keep him close, keep him inside, to feel all of him. He ran his lips along Minseok’s neck, grasped at his shoulder blades, let Minseok all over him.
“Minseok, oh.”
“I’m here, baby,” Minseok crooned, and Sehun’s whole body flushed. They moved together, moved in sync, for more, more contact, more everything. Minseok kissed him again, kissed him until he was moaning again, until he had to tilt his head back, his hips lifting, shaking as Minseok wrung pleasure from him, watching him as he came and nudging close, biting his bottom lip as he moaned for Sehun.
They stayed wrapped up together, Minseok’s nose against Sehun’s cheek, stroking against Sehun’s arm and side. That was the way it was supposed to be.
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Prompt: xiuhun ; minseok keeps finding more and more reasons for why sehun is perfect for him
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Sehun loved food. That was maybe the first thing they had in common, though Sehun was like a weed soaking up nutrients at a faster pace than Minseok could. At least, though, if he ever took too much to finish, Sehun would happily take his bowl and eat, looking like a puppy who’d gotten an extra treat.
Then again, Minseok had never seen a puppy who looked quite like that.
Sehun loved to laugh, too, even when sometimes he spoke with a kind of sigh, and then he went all soft, and then the laugh just burst out of him. When they watched funny movies, or Minseok got the timing right on a joke, or when flour left his eyebrows white, Sehun laughed with him. He laughed, and he couldn’t help touching, and that was something too, the way he’d grab Minseok, laughing against him, burying his face in Minseok’s shoulder, hugging him. Cuddling.
Sehun loved cuddling, the warmth of him stretched out beside Minseok like they were sharing the life from their warmth together. Sehun was content to snuggle or be snuggled upon, protesting with Minseok’s name on his lips if Minseok had to get up, had to leave him there.
Sehun kissed him like he was precious, and it reflected in his eyes. It seemed like there was no end to the things that Minseok discovered.
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