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1. post anonymously unless linking to a fill posted somewhere else
2. use the subject line to indicate pairing (in alphabetical order using stage names i.e.baekhyun/chanyeol) prompt details go in the comment.
3. use necessary content warnings
4. do not embed on meme. link to images/videos. label nsfw content.
5. do not repost prompts ( Read more... )
"It isn't like I plan this." a voice snapped back, a naked arm snaking out to grasp a hanging shirt from a low branch of the tree before slipping back into the thick foliage. A young man re-emerging from the bushes several moments later. His short light blonde hair in disarray, a few dead leaves clinging to it. With a huff he shook his head, fingers raking through the short strands to disentangle the shrubbery.
Kris snorted, "Could have fooled me."
The other man glared, eyes narrowing into pinpricks. "Like I told you a hundred times," he snapped. "If you touch me with impure thoughts, I shift back into a unicorn. I told you that from day one when you asked me out, so don't act like your inability to keep your dick down is my fault."
"Ina--" Kris balked, fumbling. "We've been dating for 6 months, Lay, I hardly feel like I've been in a constant state of arousal. Is it so wrong I want to go to the next level?"
"Of course not,"
"Then wh--"
"It's only bad when you're "lover" is half unicorn." Lay finished. "Let's just go. I finished changing."
With a roll of his eyes, Kris pushed off from the tree trunk and followed after his disgruntled boyfriend. They reached the next town at dusk, and against Lay's protesting, rented a single room at a small tavern.
His lips pursed in a frown. "One bed?" he deadpanned.
"I'll behave." Kris assured with a roll of his eyes.
"My ass." Lay muttered under his breath.
"Pardon?"
"Nothing." Lay chirped. He could already tell this was going to be a bad idea. Still, he went along with it anyways as he climbed under the covers before blowing out the nightstand lamp.
"You really aren't that upset with me...are you?" Kris asked, shifting under the covers to face Lay's back. His form accented under the moonlight that trickled in from the window.
"No." Lay admitted. "I'm as frustrated as you are by this." he admitted.
Kris licked his lips, giving a small breathy chuckle. "Cant say it doesn't make things interesting."
Lay snorted. "That's one way of putting it I suppose."
Kris gave a noncommittal hum as he lay back against the mattress. "I suppose we could always try finding the maiden you're bound with and convince her to have sex before her wedding night." he mused.
"That's a horrible idea!" Lay squawked as he shot up from the bed. "She has to stay pure! Honor for the family and good credentials for me! Besides," he huffed, "She should be...16 now?" he mused as he slowly laid back down.
"....so we'll get to have sex soon then." Kris grinned.
"Oh you're an ass!" Lay barked as he smacked Kris with a pillow, unable to keep the laughter from his voice as he did so though.
"Hey!" Kris laughed as he shot his arms up to shield himself, rolling away and out of the bed to protect himself as he grabbed his own pillow, swinging back wildly in retaliation.
At some point they went from a simple pillow fight to a small wrestling match, Lay ending up under Kris, his cheeks flush, hair fanned out, chest heaving as he stared up into Kris' eyes, finding them reflecting the love he knew was mirrored back in his own.
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He jerked, skin jumping as he felt Kris' hands slip under his shirt and slowly trek their way upwards. He pulled his mouth away, turning his head as he panted, gasping for air, "Wait." he murmured, "Kris-" he whispered breathlessly as those lips touched upon his neck, as fingers brushed over his nipple.
In a flash of white, Kris found himself back on the floor as a full fledged Unicorn formed on the bed, hooves kicking wildly in the air as it went to right itself. The bed groaned.
/oh shit/ Kris thought seconds before the frame split under the weight of Lay's form banging to the floor in a loud crash. Back on all fours, the Unicorn staggered, kicking at the blankets wound around its hooves before it shook. "We are so screwed."
The white Unicorn gave a snort, eyes narrowing.
(quick fill, not done! I'm so sorry. This probably isn't what you wanted at all, but then this scene popped in my head and i had to write it ;_; )
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