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AFTER THE 'O'

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You've done the deed, so is the moment magical or are you instantly regretting it? You need to decide through the euphoria... or the disappointment if it didn't rock your world like you thought it would.

01. fantastic!
That was everything you thought it would be and then some. You are more than willing to go again and again and again... after you catch your breath! And maybe enjoy some nice cuddling with a nap.

02. what did we just do?
What you did was entirely impulsive. You didn't think things through and you really hope you didn't mess things up. You're so nervous, you don't even know what to do! It's hard to just relax and enjoy the moment when you want to freak out so bad.

03. that was okay.
One of you didn't reach the finish mark before the other or the chemistry just wasn't there. Whatever the case is, you have to either let the other know or pretend it was fabulous. Totally! Or at least reassure them it happens to everyone.

04. aftercare.
In the BDSM sense, aftercare is the process of attending to the intense feelings that come after a session that can range from exhilaration to depression. Kiss, cuddle and pamper your sub.

05. let's not talk about this.
This was a total mistake. You should not have touched that person. Maybe you hate them or maybe it's just wrong for any number of other reasons. Whatever the case is, you need to both swear to just never discuss it.

06. didn't want to have to hurt you.
(warning: non-con!) Maybe what you did wasn't entirely consensual, but they totally wanted it. You know they did, you could read it in their face. Maybe you just didn't care and took what you wanted instead.

07. first time.
Your partner didn't know you were a virgin... or maybe they did! Maybe you were both virgins. How was the first time? Do you want to do it again? Are you way too sore to even want to move? Go through those awkward first times together.

08. wildcard.
Is there some other scene you want to play out? Do so with this option or combine others.

(bakerstreet)

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It was true, he was very much used to being used as everyone's pillow or stuffed animal, so having Jongin hug him or touch his shoulders wasn't too weird. But doing the same to his members wasn't odd to Baekhyun either; he often had the desire to show skinship, but it was usually in private rather than in public. Then he was usually kicking them away. Or mostly just Chanyeol. He was the bad kind of smothering.

Patting Jongin's shoulder a little, Baekhyun had to laugh back at him, sliding fingers against the back of his neck affectionately. "Yah, are you really unsure of whether it was good or not?" he questioned, feeling slightly embarrassed for having to affirm him. But he would. "Yeah. Fun's a good word for it."

there had been no talk of it beforehand, but kyungsoo was pretty sure that the truth became obvious pretty quickly. he'd gone pretty far with his girlfriend, but he'd never even skirted something this intimate. he hadn't even ever copped a feel because he was a little too polite for that. or maybe he was just a wimp. he supposed it didn't really matter now because they'd broken up a long time ago and, somehow, kyungsoo wound up giving his virginity to another guy instead.

the actual deed had been...different. he wasn't sure what he'd expected. it hadn't been unpleasant, and nothing had been a complete turn-off, but it was completely different from the occasional handjob. at least jongin had met his stipulations about being in bed, but kyungsoo was still vaguely uncomfortable with the fact that it was the middle of the afternoon. it was that, more than the aching in places not even dance rehearsal touched, that had him curl into jongin a little closer, arm around over his chest, and cheek pressed into his shoulder. "was...was it okay?"

( can do starters, no 06 )

( maybe just their first time together? if you're up to that! )

He felt sick to his stomach, worried that at any moment he was just going to lean over the edge of the bed and blow chunks. Suddenly, he was regretting ever having ate anything for lunch a few hours earlier.

with their clothes strewn about the room, Daehyun laid there next to the maknae in silence, listening only to the heavy breathing that was coming from the two of them. If he closed his eyes, he could imagine that it was just coming from him, that it was extremely unsteady and the kind of breathing that happened when you woke up from a nightmare.

Somewhere in the back of his mind he was hoping that this was a nightmare.

He hadn't wanted to have sex with Junhong and through the entire act, he was hoping that maybe the younger one would tell him to stop and that he didn't want to actually go through with all of this. Unfortunately, that hadn't happened and now he was laying with his back toward Junhong, searching his mind for something to say, but coming up with nothing.

Sex, sex, sex. There wasn't much Jongin enjoyed more than sex. Anytime, any place. Sex would be wanted and pretty much accepted. Not that he got to have it very often with how busy his life was. In fact, that was his first time getting laid in months.

He ran his fingers through Kyungsoo's hair affectionately, all caught up in the after-sex bliss. "It was more than okay," he answered with a slight laugh. "You're not in too much pain, are you?" He'd tried to be as gentle as possible, but sometimes he got impatient.

Not understanding why the older boy said that, Minki none-the-less gave a curt little nod. "Me neither." He'd fooled around with his bandmates plenty of times but that was different.

This was messing around in a waiting room. This was sloppy. Fun. New.

A slight smile was on Minki's face as he tried to ease away the uncomfortable feelings all over his sore body.

( do you want me to start? au or non-au? (i personally don't mind either) ^^

At the start there had been nothing wrong, everything had felt quite perfect. A few bottles of soju, some flirty and kissing later and before Kibum knew it he was lying in bed, wearing nothing but his skin with a firm warm body right on top of him. It wasn't a body he ever thought would be in his bed, the face matching of someone he had only met by chance backstage. It was because of Shinwoo they had been here, the idol having taken initiative in getting Kibum's kakao ID. They had chatted for a while, hung out whenever schedule allowed it and now? They were here, naked, hands wondering and lips tingling from kissing too much.

It wasn't until he felt Shinwoo press closer between Kibum's legs that alarmbells were starting to go off. What were they doing?! Should they even do this?! Oh god if any of his band members came in and saw this... he would be in so much trouble. What if after this Shinwoo was never going to talk to him again? What if he was going to be disgusted like the last person he had done this with?

Kibum stiffened below him, lips stilling and hands clutching at Shinwoo's back, frozen in time unable to speak or voice his thoughts. Shit, he was ruining the moment for both of them!

It was uncharted territory for both of them--not to say that the two of them were virgins, Daehyun had had sex quite a few times before this and while he wasn't sure of Junhong's sexual status in regards to how many partners he had, but with what had just taken place between the two of them, he could only assume that their youngest member was a little more than experienced.

Aside from the small amount of soreness that had begun radiating through his body, everything leading up to that point had been... was there a word that meant better than amazing? Incredible? Awesome? Unbelievable?

If there was a way to combine them all together, that was exactly what it had been.

His chest heaved as he rolled over onto his back, not caring in the least about the mess that was left on sheets. They could change them later. His arms curled their way around Junhong's neck, pulling him down into a slow, lazy kiss--his entire body felt all too heavy and exhausted to try and put any more effort into it.

After a long, long, period of silence, only the quiet sounds to lips meshing together as they kissed filling the space, Daehyun eventually spoke, words following a heavy, content sigh.

"Wow..."

They were best friends. Best friends didn't do something like this. How in the hell did they even end up in this kind of situation? Daehyun replayed the events in his mind, trying to figure out where everything took a turn for the darker. They'd been playfully arguing with one another, then arguing turned to wrestling, then...

It all started to get a little fuzzy. Was this his minds way of forcing him to forget these events already? Even after they'd just happened? His brows furrowed in frustration, his hand running over his face as he tried to push past the mental block he'd suddenly created.

It was no use, he couldn't remember anything and thinking about it more was nauseating. He'd slept with his best friend, it was as simple as that, and now he had to face the consequences, whatever they might be. "... What just happened?" Daehyun eventually spoke up, pulling the sheets up to cover his entire body, eyes focused on the ceiling to keep from looking at Youngjae. He wasn't sure if he could face him, he hadn't even been sure if he would be able to speak to him, so it was a little surprising to hear his own voice all of the sudden.

"No. I know it was good. I just wanted to hear you say it," Jongin replied. The usual smirk was forming on his face. He was gradually returning to normal. Maybe if hhe just didn't think about what happened, he'd be fine. It was too much to take in at once.

He put his chin on his knees and got comfortable, letting out a big sigh. "I wonder if any of the others have done what we did," he said thoughtfully. He also wondered how they lived with themselves if that was the case.

Yongguk stayed silent for a moment and rolled onto his back instead, staring up at the ceiling as those words echoed in his mind. What the hell did he mean, it wasn’t great? “And I suppose you’re blaming me for that?” he grumbled as he pushed himself up and kicked the sheets off of him. He wouldn’t say he was bad at handling critique, but Youngjae had seemed so into it so you could say he was confused, to say the least. “Do you always do this? Act like a little slut, pretending that you’re into it to then tell whoever fucked you that it was… not that great?”

There had been tension between them for as long as Jongin could remember. Finally they were ready and took that final step. Jongin did his best to make things as gentle and fun as possible. His movements were slow and loving, unlike how he normally did things.

"Well, noona, how was it?"

They were alone in a hotel room after one of the SMTown concerts. Far from Korea, far from others to judge them.

Being called a slut wasn't one of the finer things that Youngjae had experienced. He didn't think he acted like a slut, especially not tonight. He shifted to sit up and look over at the other. "I generally tell them how their performance was. Maybe I just had too high expectations of you," Youngjae offered and it was true that he had fantasized about having sex with the older man quite a few times. He had decided to deflect the questions about himself.

More than experience, Junhong had just been thinking about it for a long time. And when someone thought of something they wanted for long enough and hard enough, and then finally had a chance to get it, Junhong assumed they'd react the exact same way as he had: enthusiastically, eagerly, with passion. It hadn't been planned and honestly, his thoughts were generally just that, but for some strange reason, thoughts and reality had come together and bang! so had they. Literally.

The sleepy, post orgasm bliss that started turning his bones to mush continued even as he was tugged down on top of the older man, eyebrows knitting together when their mouths met. Even though they'd been doing that for the better half of an hour, Junhong couldn't help but suddenly feel a little embarrassed this time around. It probably had something to do with the variety of emotions he was dealing with then.

Apparently Daehyun was feeling them, too, though, so that was a help. Grinning as their mouths separated, Junhong laughed quietly, one hand reaching down between them to pull off the condom and toss into the nearby trash. He avoided eye contact for a moment, before he could drop onto his side, one hand draped casually over Daehyun's waist, the other holding his head up, elbow pressed into the pillow.

"You're pretty sexy..." he trailed, laughing again as his hand lifted, tapping a finger against his chin until it fell against his chest.

"Of course," Baekhyun replied with a snort, before his fingers were pinching Jongin's ear and playfully tugging at it. It was hard to believe what had happened, but Baekhyun was slowly coming to terms with it the more Jongin smiled and responded to him. It was easier to feel okay if his friends felt okay.

His nose scrunched at the mention of their bandmates, which brought him back to reality, ripping him from the moment of bliss he wanted to have to bask in the afterglow of getting laid. His hand pulled back to his own lap and he shrugged, truly unsure. Not really interested in finding out, either.

"I don't know. If they have, they don't make it obvious," he answered quietly, looking down at his fingers after a moment, before he sucked in a deep breath and got up onto his knees. He was going to crawl off the bed until he realized they were sharing the blanket, blinking a little as he looked over at Jongin, and then laughed. "Come on. Let's go take a shower."

( just a tidbit, they're the same age! )

Honestly, Jinri hadn't expected things to go quite as they did. There were small ideas of how they'd have their first time, and while she appreciated his thoughtfulness, she was left with an emotion she couldn't quite put her finger on.

As she slipped to lay her head on his chest, Jinri knitted her eyebrows together, laughing quietly at his question. "It was pretty good," she offered softly, and then realized that might not be the most encouraging thing to say, and so lifted her head to look up at him. An elbow moved so she could hold herself up, hand sliding over his chest.

"What'd you think about it...?"

( starters preferred but not necessary

( anything but no. 6, please! )

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AFTER THE 'O'

G.NA 1

Re: kai / 2

junhong / non-au / 1

Re: kim jongin / ota / ota

choi jonghun (ft.island) | ota | ota

choi sulli / non-au / 07

Re: Zelo | non-au | 6

no subject

no subject

Re: Zelo 7

Re: Shinwoo (CNU) (B1A4) - 2

Ilhoon // 01

Re: junhong / non-au / 1

koo hara (kara) | non-au | 2

Re: Youngjae 2 (non-AU)

Re: kai / 2

Re: Youngjae 3

no subject

Re: Youngjae 3

Re: junhong / non-au / 1

Re: kai / 2

no subject

kris wu / ota / ota

amber liu / ota / ota

Jessica (snsd) / 3