Insatiable (5/?)
Title: Insatiable
Pairing: Kai/Chanyeol, BaekHyun/Lay, D.O/MinWoo (100%), kind of onesided!D.O/Luhan (so far)
Rating: NC-17
Summary: Twelve people somehow all related one way or another. A band with a groupie that turns into more. Couples, pining and lots more. The lives of the members in the group Insatiable.
“Hey get your hands off my man little sis.” A voice quips from behind JoonMyun’s small frame and KyungSoo visibly lightens up when he sees his girlfriend. “Noona.” The woman laughs goodheartedly, eyes turning to crescents. KyungSoo lets go of JoonMyun and gathers his girlfriend in his arms to kiss her hello. “I didn’t know you were coming tonight. I have a surprise for you now that you’re here.” She looks up at him fondly and brushes some of his hair out of his eyes. “Well come on, show me.” Quickly depositing the slightly forgotten confiscated drink on the bar, KyungSoo leads his girlfriend to the scene. “Your charity case is here to play.” He teases lightly pointing out the drummer.
Some weeks ago MinWoo had come pulling in a lost and confused looking boy almost throwing him at KyungSoo. “Please give him some food Hun.” She had said looking heartbrokenly at the young boy, “He’s barely skin and bones. You must be cold you poor thing. Come. I’ll get MinHo to make you some warm healthy tea. You really shouldn’t use your sparse money on cigarettes instead of food. It will end up killing you.” Amused KyungSoo had looked on as the young fellow was pulled to the sofa seats in the corner and MinWoo throwing a blanket over him tugging it tight around his body. He tried to say something but MinWoo just shushed him and patted his head before going over and demanded MinHo to make some green tea with honey to the poor kid. Quietly he went into the kitchen and warmed up some chicken soup.
“Apparently he’s not homeless and is a well-functioning young man.” He teases on, making MinWoo blush and hide her face in his neck, pouting lips teasing the skin on his collarbone. “Why are you like this? This is so embarrassing.” KyungSoo just kisses the top of her head and then JoonMyun is beside them. “Is it okay if I steal my sister for the evening?” She teases and KyungSoo can’t help but laugh, nodding.
Suddenly Luhan’s mishap is completely forgotten.
Zitao almost freezes when he sees the small woman hugging Luhan’s boss. The first thing going through his head is, shit shitshitshitfuck and trying to hide behind ChanYeol which is futile as even though she’s the second tallest in the band (much to JongDae and Yixing’s chagrin) she’s still not tall or big enough to hide him. The only thing that comes out of it is her throwing a weirded out glance at him before shoving him away. “Dude that weird ass lady that pulled me away from the celebration is Luhan’s boss’ girlfriend. She’s right fucking there.” He hisses into his friend’s ear. Slightly intrigued she looks in the direction Zitao is glancing frantically at. There’s two small women talking excitedly and at first she thinks they’re twins but as she looks on she can see the slight differences in their face and posture. One is a bit more delicate, small and dainty where the other’s eyes are constantly blinking excitedly and a bit forcefully as she tells some story that has the other chuckling. “Which one? Like the small or the smaller?” She snorts at her own, what she thinks is a, clever phrasing. Zitao looks disgusted at her wondering how she could land such a babe as a girlfriend. “I’m guessing with your idiotic logic the small one.” ChanYeol doesn’t even notice the jab, “Oh, cute.” she says before turning back to getting the last equipment ready. Zitao groans in despair and then quickly averts his eyes when they meet curious ones of the smaller woman.
They’re in the middle of the third song of the night when MinSeok stops pretending that she doesn’t notice the obvious bedroom eyes constantly glaring a hole in her head. It’s hard to ignore when the only person with pink hair is sitting right in front of you, hooded eyes focused only on you and thin pouty lips teases the straw of what seems to be a smoothie obscenely. The younger had been to a few of their concerts always in the company of JongIn (who right now is practically drooling with how obviously ChanYeol is flirting with her from the scene), and every time it seems like she has a new hair color. Last time MinSeok had seen her she had greyish blonde hair.
Right now it’s getting harder to focus on which strings to pull and which to press, there’s heat pooling between her legs with how the younger is putting on a show for her. It’s been so long since she had someone else touching her and it’s tempting when someone is blatantly wanting her.
The song slowly comes to an end and MinSeok breathes out in relief when she gets a break. The next song is only JongDae’s voice accompanied by ChanYeol and Yixing’s guitars. Seating herself on the amplifier she takes a long drag of her beer and tries to forget the eyes she can still feel on her form. Eyes that belong to someone too young to be anything she should even consider.
“Unnie?” JongIn whispers as she kisses along ChanYeol’s neck. ChanYeol hums to show that she’s listening, “Who’s your roommate? I’ve never seen them.” JongIn has been sleeping over all weekends for almost five weeks now and she’s never even seen a sign of another person living in the small apartment. Except for the closed door leading to a room she hasn’t been introduced to. She begins to suckle on ChanYeol’s earlobe, right hand absentmindedly toying a bit with ChanYeol’s right nipple. “Hmm? Oh. It’s a guy I know from high school called ByungHun. He almost always sleeps over at his boyfriend’s house.” It’s said offhandedly so at first JongIn doesn’t really put much in it but then it hits her that she has heard of a gay couple where one of them is named ByungHun. “Wait. Who’s his boyfriend?” She leans on her elbows and looks down at her girlfriend’s face, almost forgetting about her question in her want to kiss her over and over. “You know Kwon JiYong goes by the name of G-Dragon.”
ChanYeol feels like she should be a bit worried with how her girlfriend’s eyes widened and then she stopped breathing. “Uhm babe?” She nudges the younger with her nose trying to get her attention. The suckling on her earlobe had been really pleasant and she’ll never tire of JongIn’s hands on her body. With a light nab to her nose JongIn finally reacts, though not really all that pleasantly. The younger starts slapping her arm excitedly. “Oh my god, oh my god you live with the guy that’s dating GD.” She squeals and ChanYeol has a hard time thinking of when she last saw JongIn looking so awake. “So?” Almost a bit fearful she asks the overexcited female. “It’s G-Dragon like the best underground musician ever and and he’s so goddamn hot and and and damn man. The girls are going to freak when I tell them. So has he like been here? Have you actually met him?” Overwhelmed just a bit ChanYeol nods and hope that it doesn’t result in more hitting. It does.
ChanYeol zones out as JongIn continues to rant on for a while. Her long dark brown wavy hair is falling down on her shoulders, framing her in its unruliness. It’s a mess, all tangled up from where ChanYeol has had her hands buried in it, tugging and pulling as JongIn teased her clit with her tongue. Her long lean torso is covered in small bite marks and ChanYeol can’t help but think that her tan skin would look amazing in the next Christmas Collection they get home in the store. Her breasts bounce as she animatedly tells her about someone, a girl SooJung or was it ChanHee maybe? Her nipples standing at attention from the cold in the room and ChanYeol wants to warm it up with her mouth. She wants to slide her hands over that toned stomach up to caress the most perfect pair of breasts she’s seen (and that’s saying something, she’s seen at least six-thousand pairs). She wants to kiss up the smooth expanse of her neck, suck on the skin just below her ear before licking her way into the most addicting mouth she’s ever had a taste of. So she does and it effectively shuts JongIn up as she moans delightedly.
It’s Luhan’s seventh week now working with them and KyungSoo has grown fond of her, he had a talk with her about the serving alcohol to minors and she hadn’t made a mistake since. Even making sure KyungSoo could have the weekend nights off so he could spend some time with his girlfriend.
Today he insists on staying all of Saturday evening too. He has a few things he needs to fix in the kitchen before next week comes. Also his favorite singer/songwriter is playing tonight. A pretty little thing with her guitar always dressed in too big sweaters and glasses that slide down her face but her voice is amazing and he can’t help stopping up to just listen.
He’s out in the back, fiddling around as he listens to the soothing tones of her guitar and voice. He’s about to freeze bag some leftover soup so he can take it with him home later on when he realizes that there’s no freezing bags left. Slightly disgruntled by the fact Kris hadn’t bought them last time when KyungSoo asked him to. Peeking out at the bar where Luhan is swarmed by flirting customers of all ages. HimChan is nowhere in sight, probably taking a smoking break. Today for some reason Luhan is wearing an even shorter top. one that doesn’t even cover her waist and KyungSoo gulps at the sight of how small it is, he’s rather keen on avoiding her when she’s in her casual get up but he knows there’s some bags in one of the drawers.
Venturing out he’s about to pass her when she steps back and automatically his hands fly to her hips steadying her and himself. It’s something he often does in the kitchen if he has to pass her when she’s working at the kitchen counter close to the wall, but today there’s no fabric between them. All his hands meet are soft, warm skin and four small cool steel beads. His grip tightens and his eyes close just as his hips buck slightly before he catches himself. Focusing again he gently lifts her aside and then not looking back at the older he hurries over and grabs the bags before almost running back to the kitchen.
As soon as he’s hidden from sight he starts hitting his head repeatedly against the wall. How could he do that? He almost grinded on her. He almost fucking grinded on her. KyungSoo chokes out a groan but her hips felt so good in his hands. They were so narrow even more than MinWoo’s and then those beads of steel. The coldness of them contrasting so much with the warm from her skin and his hands. MinWoo has been laying off for such a long time and he’s feeling deprived a bit. That’s probably the reason why. It’s not much but it helps him feel slightly less guilty about it, but he still hopes that Luhan didn’t notice his slight slip up.
It’s dark in the apartment when she gets home and Luhan knows MinSeok is sound asleep in her room. The other has an early Sunday meaning she’ll get up in a few hours to go to her charity work. Tiredly she makes her way through the dark, maneuvering around furniture with ease even in the darkness. When she gets to her room she light her bedside lamp, throwing herself down on her big soft bed. She’s almost too tired to take off her clothes but then the throbbing between her legs start again and she almost whimpers at the memory of KyungSoo’s hands on her hips.
The first few times it had happened in the kitchen she had almost lost her control completely but soon it became habit and she didn’t really mind it much. Tonight though she could feels his hands, rough from the knife work on her skin. Felt his grip tighten pressing into her piercings, she even felt the slight buck his hips made and she almost grinded back but then he lifted her and put her aside leaving her to stand dumbfounded.
It had left her hot and bothered for the rest of her shift and more than once she almost excused herself to go and get herself off, only refraining from it because of the fear that KyungSoo might hear her moan out his name.
She can feel herself soaking through her panties at the thought of him discovering her getting off to thoughts of him. Still with her head buried in her pillow she gets to her knees and open her jeans only pulling the down enough so she can get her hand into her panties. A moan only muffled by her bite into her bedcovers tumbles of her when her fingers is met by slickness and she’s so desperate that she doesn’t think just presses and pulls at her clit, hard and rough. It’s amazing to get friction and she grinds down against her own fingers, feeling the curl of an orgasm beginning and she rubs harder. Circles the small nub, trying to almost force out the relief only to be met by nothing. The warmth disappears as quickly as it came and she lets her legs give out with a groan.
Getting off the bed she quickly shucks herself of any piece of clothing. Standing in front of her full length mirror she lets her eyes trace her body. Starting with her breasts her nipples strutting and her hand comes up to tug at the bars, teasing the sensitive skin with the piercing that’s pierced through it. Her eyes and hand travels down over her flat stomach and she lets herself imagine it to be KyungSoo’s rough hands instead of her own. Imagines that he’s behind her, warmth radiating from his body flush against hers. His erection rubbing against her ass as he holds back and focuses on her body and her pleasure. With that image in her head she lets her hand travel more south and when she’s met by the smooth plane of her pussy and the two small beads of her surface piercing she moans loudly and hopes that MinSeok won’t wake up. She can feel the bar through the thin skin and rubs slightly against it before sliding over the bead just above where her lips part and slides it along the slit. Her inner thighs are glistening from her long hours of arousal and she lets her finger slide along the slick skin before pushing between her folds and into her. Two fingers shallowly pumping in and out of her. She can almost feel the calloused tips of KyungSoo’s fingers instead of her own soft ones. Pulling the out she goes back to bed and pulls her small mini vibrator out from under her pillow.
The first press against her sensitive clit has her arching her back. The hand not working the small vibrating item against her clit, making her whine out KyungSoo’s name, clenches around her breast pulls at the pierced nipple and she’s so long gone that she doesn’t notices the sob or tears when she comes with a whisper of her boss’ name.
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i can't stop thinking of joonmyun whenever
i see minwoo. so now they're half siblings
please do leave a comment and tell me what you think ^^
Pairing: Kai/Chanyeol, BaekHyun/Lay, D.O/MinWoo (100%), kind of onesided!D.O/Luhan (so far)
Rating: NC-17
Summary: Twelve people somehow all related one way or another. A band with a groupie that turns into more. Couples, pining and lots more. The lives of the members in the group Insatiable.
“Hey get your hands off my man little sis.” A voice quips from behind JoonMyun’s small frame and KyungSoo visibly lightens up when he sees his girlfriend. “Noona.” The woman laughs goodheartedly, eyes turning to crescents. KyungSoo lets go of JoonMyun and gathers his girlfriend in his arms to kiss her hello. “I didn’t know you were coming tonight. I have a surprise for you now that you’re here.” She looks up at him fondly and brushes some of his hair out of his eyes. “Well come on, show me.” Quickly depositing the slightly forgotten confiscated drink on the bar, KyungSoo leads his girlfriend to the scene. “Your charity case is here to play.” He teases lightly pointing out the drummer.
Some weeks ago MinWoo had come pulling in a lost and confused looking boy almost throwing him at KyungSoo. “Please give him some food Hun.” She had said looking heartbrokenly at the young boy, “He’s barely skin and bones. You must be cold you poor thing. Come. I’ll get MinHo to make you some warm healthy tea. You really shouldn’t use your sparse money on cigarettes instead of food. It will end up killing you.” Amused KyungSoo had looked on as the young fellow was pulled to the sofa seats in the corner and MinWoo throwing a blanket over him tugging it tight around his body. He tried to say something but MinWoo just shushed him and patted his head before going over and demanded MinHo to make some green tea with honey to the poor kid. Quietly he went into the kitchen and warmed up some chicken soup.
“Apparently he’s not homeless and is a well-functioning young man.” He teases on, making MinWoo blush and hide her face in his neck, pouting lips teasing the skin on his collarbone. “Why are you like this? This is so embarrassing.” KyungSoo just kisses the top of her head and then JoonMyun is beside them. “Is it okay if I steal my sister for the evening?” She teases and KyungSoo can’t help but laugh, nodding.
Suddenly Luhan’s mishap is completely forgotten.
Zitao almost freezes when he sees the small woman hugging Luhan’s boss. The first thing going through his head is, shit shitshitshitfuck and trying to hide behind ChanYeol which is futile as even though she’s the second tallest in the band (much to JongDae and Yixing’s chagrin) she’s still not tall or big enough to hide him. The only thing that comes out of it is her throwing a weirded out glance at him before shoving him away. “Dude that weird ass lady that pulled me away from the celebration is Luhan’s boss’ girlfriend. She’s right fucking there.” He hisses into his friend’s ear. Slightly intrigued she looks in the direction Zitao is glancing frantically at. There’s two small women talking excitedly and at first she thinks they’re twins but as she looks on she can see the slight differences in their face and posture. One is a bit more delicate, small and dainty where the other’s eyes are constantly blinking excitedly and a bit forcefully as she tells some story that has the other chuckling. “Which one? Like the small or the smaller?” She snorts at her own, what she thinks is a, clever phrasing. Zitao looks disgusted at her wondering how she could land such a babe as a girlfriend. “I’m guessing with your idiotic logic the small one.” ChanYeol doesn’t even notice the jab, “Oh, cute.” she says before turning back to getting the last equipment ready. Zitao groans in despair and then quickly averts his eyes when they meet curious ones of the smaller woman.
They’re in the middle of the third song of the night when MinSeok stops pretending that she doesn’t notice the obvious bedroom eyes constantly glaring a hole in her head. It’s hard to ignore when the only person with pink hair is sitting right in front of you, hooded eyes focused only on you and thin pouty lips teases the straw of what seems to be a smoothie obscenely. The younger had been to a few of their concerts always in the company of JongIn (who right now is practically drooling with how obviously ChanYeol is flirting with her from the scene), and every time it seems like she has a new hair color. Last time MinSeok had seen her she had greyish blonde hair.
Right now it’s getting harder to focus on which strings to pull and which to press, there’s heat pooling between her legs with how the younger is putting on a show for her. It’s been so long since she had someone else touching her and it’s tempting when someone is blatantly wanting her.
The song slowly comes to an end and MinSeok breathes out in relief when she gets a break. The next song is only JongDae’s voice accompanied by ChanYeol and Yixing’s guitars. Seating herself on the amplifier she takes a long drag of her beer and tries to forget the eyes she can still feel on her form. Eyes that belong to someone too young to be anything she should even consider.
“Unnie?” JongIn whispers as she kisses along ChanYeol’s neck. ChanYeol hums to show that she’s listening, “Who’s your roommate? I’ve never seen them.” JongIn has been sleeping over all weekends for almost five weeks now and she’s never even seen a sign of another person living in the small apartment. Except for the closed door leading to a room she hasn’t been introduced to. She begins to suckle on ChanYeol’s earlobe, right hand absentmindedly toying a bit with ChanYeol’s right nipple. “Hmm? Oh. It’s a guy I know from high school called ByungHun. He almost always sleeps over at his boyfriend’s house.” It’s said offhandedly so at first JongIn doesn’t really put much in it but then it hits her that she has heard of a gay couple where one of them is named ByungHun. “Wait. Who’s his boyfriend?” She leans on her elbows and looks down at her girlfriend’s face, almost forgetting about her question in her want to kiss her over and over. “You know Kwon JiYong goes by the name of G-Dragon.”
ChanYeol feels like she should be a bit worried with how her girlfriend’s eyes widened and then she stopped breathing. “Uhm babe?” She nudges the younger with her nose trying to get her attention. The suckling on her earlobe had been really pleasant and she’ll never tire of JongIn’s hands on her body. With a light nab to her nose JongIn finally reacts, though not really all that pleasantly. The younger starts slapping her arm excitedly. “Oh my god, oh my god you live with the guy that’s dating GD.” She squeals and ChanYeol has a hard time thinking of when she last saw JongIn looking so awake. “So?” Almost a bit fearful she asks the overexcited female. “It’s G-Dragon like the best underground musician ever and and he’s so goddamn hot and and and damn man. The girls are going to freak when I tell them. So has he like been here? Have you actually met him?” Overwhelmed just a bit ChanYeol nods and hope that it doesn’t result in more hitting. It does.
ChanYeol zones out as JongIn continues to rant on for a while. Her long dark brown wavy hair is falling down on her shoulders, framing her in its unruliness. It’s a mess, all tangled up from where ChanYeol has had her hands buried in it, tugging and pulling as JongIn teased her clit with her tongue. Her long lean torso is covered in small bite marks and ChanYeol can’t help but think that her tan skin would look amazing in the next Christmas Collection they get home in the store. Her breasts bounce as she animatedly tells her about someone, a girl SooJung or was it ChanHee maybe? Her nipples standing at attention from the cold in the room and ChanYeol wants to warm it up with her mouth. She wants to slide her hands over that toned stomach up to caress the most perfect pair of breasts she’s seen (and that’s saying something, she’s seen at least six-thousand pairs). She wants to kiss up the smooth expanse of her neck, suck on the skin just below her ear before licking her way into the most addicting mouth she’s ever had a taste of. So she does and it effectively shuts JongIn up as she moans delightedly.
It’s Luhan’s seventh week now working with them and KyungSoo has grown fond of her, he had a talk with her about the serving alcohol to minors and she hadn’t made a mistake since. Even making sure KyungSoo could have the weekend nights off so he could spend some time with his girlfriend.
Today he insists on staying all of Saturday evening too. He has a few things he needs to fix in the kitchen before next week comes. Also his favorite singer/songwriter is playing tonight. A pretty little thing with her guitar always dressed in too big sweaters and glasses that slide down her face but her voice is amazing and he can’t help stopping up to just listen.
He’s out in the back, fiddling around as he listens to the soothing tones of her guitar and voice. He’s about to freeze bag some leftover soup so he can take it with him home later on when he realizes that there’s no freezing bags left. Slightly disgruntled by the fact Kris hadn’t bought them last time when KyungSoo asked him to. Peeking out at the bar where Luhan is swarmed by flirting customers of all ages. HimChan is nowhere in sight, probably taking a smoking break. Today for some reason Luhan is wearing an even shorter top. one that doesn’t even cover her waist and KyungSoo gulps at the sight of how small it is, he’s rather keen on avoiding her when she’s in her casual get up but he knows there’s some bags in one of the drawers.
Venturing out he’s about to pass her when she steps back and automatically his hands fly to her hips steadying her and himself. It’s something he often does in the kitchen if he has to pass her when she’s working at the kitchen counter close to the wall, but today there’s no fabric between them. All his hands meet are soft, warm skin and four small cool steel beads. His grip tightens and his eyes close just as his hips buck slightly before he catches himself. Focusing again he gently lifts her aside and then not looking back at the older he hurries over and grabs the bags before almost running back to the kitchen.
As soon as he’s hidden from sight he starts hitting his head repeatedly against the wall. How could he do that? He almost grinded on her. He almost fucking grinded on her. KyungSoo chokes out a groan but her hips felt so good in his hands. They were so narrow even more than MinWoo’s and then those beads of steel. The coldness of them contrasting so much with the warm from her skin and his hands. MinWoo has been laying off for such a long time and he’s feeling deprived a bit. That’s probably the reason why. It’s not much but it helps him feel slightly less guilty about it, but he still hopes that Luhan didn’t notice his slight slip up.
It’s dark in the apartment when she gets home and Luhan knows MinSeok is sound asleep in her room. The other has an early Sunday meaning she’ll get up in a few hours to go to her charity work. Tiredly she makes her way through the dark, maneuvering around furniture with ease even in the darkness. When she gets to her room she light her bedside lamp, throwing herself down on her big soft bed. She’s almost too tired to take off her clothes but then the throbbing between her legs start again and she almost whimpers at the memory of KyungSoo’s hands on her hips.
The first few times it had happened in the kitchen she had almost lost her control completely but soon it became habit and she didn’t really mind it much. Tonight though she could feels his hands, rough from the knife work on her skin. Felt his grip tighten pressing into her piercings, she even felt the slight buck his hips made and she almost grinded back but then he lifted her and put her aside leaving her to stand dumbfounded.
It had left her hot and bothered for the rest of her shift and more than once she almost excused herself to go and get herself off, only refraining from it because of the fear that KyungSoo might hear her moan out his name.
She can feel herself soaking through her panties at the thought of him discovering her getting off to thoughts of him. Still with her head buried in her pillow she gets to her knees and open her jeans only pulling the down enough so she can get her hand into her panties. A moan only muffled by her bite into her bedcovers tumbles of her when her fingers is met by slickness and she’s so desperate that she doesn’t think just presses and pulls at her clit, hard and rough. It’s amazing to get friction and she grinds down against her own fingers, feeling the curl of an orgasm beginning and she rubs harder. Circles the small nub, trying to almost force out the relief only to be met by nothing. The warmth disappears as quickly as it came and she lets her legs give out with a groan.
Getting off the bed she quickly shucks herself of any piece of clothing. Standing in front of her full length mirror she lets her eyes trace her body. Starting with her breasts her nipples strutting and her hand comes up to tug at the bars, teasing the sensitive skin with the piercing that’s pierced through it. Her eyes and hand travels down over her flat stomach and she lets herself imagine it to be KyungSoo’s rough hands instead of her own. Imagines that he’s behind her, warmth radiating from his body flush against hers. His erection rubbing against her ass as he holds back and focuses on her body and her pleasure. With that image in her head she lets her hand travel more south and when she’s met by the smooth plane of her pussy and the two small beads of her surface piercing she moans loudly and hopes that MinSeok won’t wake up. She can feel the bar through the thin skin and rubs slightly against it before sliding over the bead just above where her lips part and slides it along the slit. Her inner thighs are glistening from her long hours of arousal and she lets her finger slide along the slick skin before pushing between her folds and into her. Two fingers shallowly pumping in and out of her. She can almost feel the calloused tips of KyungSoo’s fingers instead of her own soft ones. Pulling the out she goes back to bed and pulls her small mini vibrator out from under her pillow.
The first press against her sensitive clit has her arching her back. The hand not working the small vibrating item against her clit, making her whine out KyungSoo’s name, clenches around her breast pulls at the pierced nipple and she’s so long gone that she doesn’t notices the sob or tears when she comes with a whisper of her boss’ name.
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i can't stop thinking of joonmyun whenever
i see minwoo. so now they're half siblings
please do leave a comment and tell me what you think ^^