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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.

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At twenty-one years of age, Chanyeol was a virgin not by choice but by necessity. Was it necessity? Whatever it was called when he only hadn't gotten some before now because he had so much work, so much to do - not at all because not only did his 'explosive chemistry' mean that he could make friends with an actual potato if called upon to, it also acted as a compass that led him straight to the heart of a girl's friendzone. Every single time, without fail. It was like he did it on purpose, but he wouldn't even notice it'd happened until suddenly he had another female friend telling him you're such a sweetheart, I'd love to date someone like you. Someone like him. Apparently the fact that the real, actual him was painfully single and right in front of them just never crossed their minds. So at twenty-one years of age, he was still a virgin, by whatever that was.

Or, no. Had been. Had been a virgin until just a few minutes ago. He'd even lost his title of painfully single - because now he was just in pain.

Kris had been undeniably sweet about the whole thing, of course. But then in Chanyeol's opinion, Kris was always sweet, and that was only a little bit because he knew the older member had always had a soft spot for him the size of Florida. Or of Canada, to be more apt. Maybe. Which one of those was bigger, again? Very big, anyway. He'd never known exactly why, even despite that one time when Kibum had laughed and said it was so obvious, because there could have been actual neon signs and he would've had trouble noticing between trying to tell himself that he didn't lean that way at all and pretending that his roommate didn't kind of give him butterflies. It had been how long, now? And he'd only ever managed to get over one of those things. Luckily it had been the one that had once resulted in the most awkward boner of his life, in the middle of a restaurant as Baekhyun obliviously licked melting ice cream off his fingers. Losing that made room in his heart for some big dumb Chinese guy to cheerfully wander on in.

Big being the operative word, as his sore body reminded him now. And it had been enjoying itself so much a minute ago. Fickle thing.

"Ow," Chanyeol winced as he shifted, his lower back singing with pain. With one eye half-closed, his attempt at a smile came out as more of a grimace - but knowing that it did made him laugh, and there, that was much better. "I think you broke me..."

Bringing her hands up to shield her eyes from the light and his gaze, Hara took in a deep breath. Slowly counting the seconds that passed as she exhaled, she tried to push away the embarrassment that was slowly creeping up on her. It wouldn't serve to become bashful when it was clear there was something to talk about between the two of them.

With a bite of her lip, she slid her hands back to where they were originally positioned. Fingers clutched to the fabric of the bed sheet to keep it in place, Hara sat up and moved to lean a shoulder against the pillows, body turned towards the guitarist. Letting a moment of silence pass between them, she watched him quietly before outstretching a hand. With a hesitant touch, she placed her hand on his shoulder.

Hara paused, her hand sliding down his arm and coming to a rest on top of the sheets. "I'm sorry," she replied with a small shake of her head, dark hair falling across her shoulders, "I shouldn't have--I." She licked her lips once more, brows furrowing together, "It was my fault. Not that I..didn't like it."

[ windy thoughts ]

Simon replied simply with a small laugh and a calm nod while his lips welcomed hers. Warm hints of his satisfaction flowed through his heavy breath, quickly turning soft kisses into intimate ones. It was difficult to say whether or not that intimacy meant anything at the moment, but after going to such physical extremes he knew he wasn't planning to let her go for the day.

"Anything else I can get you? I'll make up for being too rough," he promised her. Fingers made their way to her hips as he pulled her on top of him, making sure her famed and glamorous rack was pressed against his chest. There was no denying that he was impressed by her proportions, just one facet of her that he tried to compliment through increasingly intimate kisses.

They'd made it work, somehow, but that just made it all the cozier in Hyunsik's opinion. Could it have been more comfortable? Of course, and he probably wouldn't have knocked his head into the bottom of Sungjae's bunk so many times if they'd just waited, but he'd gotten a little tired of waiting. And so had Ilhoon, it seemed. But for all of the clumsiness, awkward angles and the laughter that would bubble out of Hyunsik with every kiss, he wouldn't have changed a thing. Well, maybe the location, but in the end that hadn't even bothered him too much.

Afterwards, and after he'd cracked open the window to start airing out the bedroom, Hyunsik had wrapped them both snugly in his comforter. "Ilhoon-ah," he began, softly and not quite in his ear. Hyunsik's grin was wider than ever, and his fingertips sought small touches along Ilhoon's chest. "For someone who doesn't like skinship, you're really good in bed."

Hyunsik was too comfortable, and a little too blissed out, to really be giving much thought or care to exactly how this had all worked out. In truth, he probably wouldn't have worried too much about it anyway, but it still felt better just basking in some afterglow. The beautiful woman beside him wasn't something he could complain about either, though even through his happy daze he had to wonder what his sunbae had seen in him.

"Noona," he called softly, a small laugh in his voice and his expression all eye-smile. "Ah, noona, you're so far away..." She wasn't at all, their warm bodies still pressed together under a shared blanket, but the teasing came too naturally. What came a little less naturally was the way he curled his hand around her slim waist to tug her that tiny bit closer. The status quo had been breached, and Hyunsik wasn't really sure what he could and couldn't do anymore. But since his arm was already around her, maybe something like this was okay.

[ Not the same one, sorry ^^ ]

Completely oblivious to anything that was wrong, Seulong was more than content to relax back against the bed with his arm locked around her waist. He was basking, thrilled to finally have been with the woman he loved after much too long of waiting.

So imagine his surprise when her words filled his ears and he learned that what he had thought was at least average had been anything but. "Oh," The male said after a long moment, calculating how would he could respond in the best way. His brain was just a little fried from having finished so recently but it was important to get it back on track. He didn't want to have his girlfriend displeased with him. "You.. uh, you sounded like you had been enjoying yourself." He admited, turning his head to her and lifting an eyebrow.

Her little act had worked well enough to get him off, but now Seulong felt oddly selfish that he hadn't managed to return the favor for her. His hand slid down to carefully pet along her exposed hip underneath the blanket. An awkward smile was offered as he spoke again. "Do you want me to.. fix it?"

looking at the other when he asked if she wanted him to fix it, she ran her tongue over her bottom lip. did she want him to fix it? she wasn't entirely sure, so she just shrugged. "no." looking at her boyfriend, she racked her own brain, tying to think of what exactly had happened.

"did you enjoy it?" she asked softly, looking at the other, her teeth moving to pull on her bottom lip. it had been lackluster for gyuri. it had been odd for gyuri. she always enjoyed sex with seulong, even if it was just a quickie before the two of them had to separate for weeks. it always satisfied hr, but now, now something wasn't right, and it bothered her. had they lost their spark in their relationship? she had read somewhere that once you didn't enjoy sex anymore that that was it. that you and your partner were on the outs.

Yeonju laughed at his light dramatics and rolled onto her stomach as she pulled the sheets up and then half laid over his chest, hair falling forward as she leaned in to press kisses to his collar bone. She settled and let him nuzzle her, cuddling close and comfortable. If she thought too much the stickiness and the sweat would start to bother her but she pushed away those things from focus.

"Only ten minutes to come back to life? I don't think I killed you good enough yet," she teased him with a dramatic wink.

Strangely it was not the first thing he thought the older boy would be mumbling at this moment but it also wasn't the last. The hands pushing at him made resting uncomfortable so he leaned further back, hands pressing into the mattress. There was now a gap between their two bodies, Jongin focused on his breathing. It was a weekend, schedule was light the dorm that was normally full of other men had almost completely cleared out to visit home.

"okay, okay, okay, okay." he mimiced the other boy's chant with his own choice of words. They picked staying behind to spend time together and now he was being pushed off. This wasn't part of the plan, but it worked out like this and Jongin may have been the happier party about the entire thing.

Jongin didn't want to make Kyungsoo's efforts to separate be in vain , so he moved his legs and started to shift over on the bed. It changed when he felt the other boy's touch. Leaning his weight on one of his hands the other moved to rub the older boy's side to comfort him any way he could. "Does it hurt?" They didn't talk about this a lot, the topic was taboo. Jongin had no idea honestly how far Kyungsoo had gone before.

lee seunghyun is not a man prone to nervousness. he's lived his entire life being told that the world was a stage, a playground, and it's a mindset he's never grown out of. it doesn't always work out well, his first disastrous attempt at a singing career is evidence enough. but even trying again a second time, now onto a third time, seunghyun isn't nervous. everything will fall into place, he's always believed.

but right now, now he's nervous. he's naked and just a little sore and when he swallows he can taste something slightly bitter that he knows will stay with him for a while. his body is euphoric but his mind is chaos.

sleeping around is easy for seunghyun, he doesn't make attachements that he can't quickly unattach. sleeping around with friends though, he tries not to make that a habit. especially friends like the one in his bed, friends like younghak, that he considers something like a brother, one of the few people in the world he'd do just about anything for. they've gone through a lot together (all four of them have) and even though they're no longer sharing the same spaces, seunghyun loves them dearly. it's a friendship borne from sweat and blood and tears and maybe seunghyun isn't the most emotionally mature but even he knows that he doesn't want to throw that away for a quick roll in the bed.

sheets tugged up over his lap, he sits with his knees pressed to his chest, his room devoid of light that isn't from the moon shining in from the open window. they'd both dozed on and off for a while, relaxing, but seunghyun had gotten up a few minutes ago with his mind going a mile a minute.

"i'm still young, i've got a lot of stamina. you'll have to work harder to really kill me." warning bells and red flags ignored for the moment, seunghyun cuddles her close. his fingers run through her hair, a soft repetitive motion done without much thought.

there's a million and one things he can say, warning her about this, telling her to get out of his bed and find someone else, whatever, anything. he doesn't say any of it though. she's old enough to make her own decisions and mistakes because seunghyun sure as hell hadn't forced her into his apartment. sure, he'd invited her over but he hadn't laid a hand on her until she let him know the feeling was mutual.

and, well, damnit, he feels too good to worry, to care much at all. he doesn't have a lot of time before he needs to send her back to the dorms, he wants to enjoy her company. "working hard lately?" he asks. softly, so that she knows he's not trying to be her sunbae, just a friend interested in what she's been up to.

they should probably shower, before the come begins to dry, and get dressed before the other members return to the dorm, but right now those thoughts at the back of sehun's mind. they're nothing next to the overwhelming embarrassment that's running through him, tinting his ears pink as he tries to bury himself in the pillow. maybe if he presses his face against it hard enough, he thinks, it'll swallow him so he won't have to face lu han right now.

it had started off well enough, from the familiarity kisses, light pecks giving way to heated making out that left them both short of breath. they'd talked it out beforehand, sehun admitting in a reluctant mutter that he hadn't had much experience before, so when kissing evolved into touching, luhan's voice, steady and gentle, had guided him through his inexperience. shakily, sehun had gotten him hard and then prepped him, teeth worrying his lower lip as he watched his fingers open up lu han beneath him. it wasn't too difficult, working his fingers against lu han's walls as the elder breathlessly continued with instructions that began to sound more and more like demands. he figured he must be doing something right despite his lack of experience, adjusting his movements to each subtle hitch in lu han's voice that gave away his pleasure.

it's a pity the rest wasn't nearly as easy, because even inexperienced sehun could tell his fucking was average at best. worse, probably, from the fond chuckle lu han let out as they kissed messily, the one he uses when he finds sehun's failures endearing. but if sehun was mediocre then lu han was amazing, the tight heat surrounding his cock building pressure within him dangerously fast. it built so quickly that his orgasm caught him entirely off guard, hips stuttering to a stop as he released within lu han with a low moan - leaving lu han still hard and unsatisfied beneath him. fuck.

he could probably blow him, but lu han turned down the offer lightly, already stroking himself as sehun awkwardly slipped out of him. legs still shaking slightly from his own orgasm, sehun balanced over him to wrap his own hand around lu han's instead, helping to get him off in rapid strokes. it took a few minutes longer before lu han came, and with the deed done and the distraction of lu han still hot and heavy in his hand, the embarrassment quickly catches up to him.

he knows he's being ridiculous, and that flopping face first into the pillow as soon as they're done is probably the worst way of dealing with it, but right now he doesn't care to deal with anything else. feeling the bed shift beside him, he groans into the pillow and tries again to dissolve into the bed. why wasn't it working yet?

Kibum was actually surprised how sober he was feeling. He wondered if the panic was causing that as earlier he had felt so.. out of it. Dreamy with his head stuffy with clouds. Alcohol made it so much easier to respond on instinct especially when sober you second guessed yourself too much. But that second guessing was returning making Kibum wish he had drank more even if he would regret having a hangover the next day. Realizing how much power he had given Shinwoo and how weak it probably made him seem he averted his gaze, almost as if he were ashamed of himself in this moment. Panic and boners really didn't go together and Kibum was starting to feel awkward as he shifted around and felt himself brush up against Shinwoo.

"Why?" He asked then, surprised to hear that answer. "Why did you think that.. if it was good I wouldn't want to do it again?" Kibum might have a line of friends behind him but he didn't make it his mission to randomly sleep with as many of them. he was picky with the lovers he chose, for various of reasons. And this.. this had been a while coming for him as the last few weeks he had been thinking about it more and more.

"I want to do this." He eventually side as his palms ran up Shinwoo's back, feeling the smoothness under his fingertips and it was appealing to him. "But not if after I am not going to see you again anymore." Because he wanted to keep seeing him, wanted to get to know Shinwoo better, wanted to keep him around because Shinwoo was entertaining and as much as Kibum hated to admit it being around him really did make him happy.

Thoughts of leaning off of Kibum completely so they could sit and talk this through abandoned Shinwoo very fast, when the other male's hands started moving again. It would really be awful if he had to get off of Kibum now. He smiled at the touch and at the simplicity of Kibum's request. There was an inherent gentleman in him though, that made him suggest the opposite of what he really wanted.

"I really want to do this and keep seeing you after, but if you think we're going too fast... I mean, we kind of are," Shinwoo chuckled and his smile grew sheepish, voice hesitant, as though he was afraid of a reprimand. "We don't have to, I won't disappear either way."

What he did next didn't exactly encourage Kibum to agree with his suggestion. Long bangs fell to the sides of his face when Shinwoo leaned in again, to place a kiss on the spot between Kibum's lower lip and his chin. The B1A4 member had seen pretty boys in his life, in fact he roomed with two guys who were basically the epitome of that, but the one he had a crush on, whom he had naked under his body now, he was a whole other level of gorgeous. "How would I not want you again?" His voice had dropped a few octaves as he spoke right against Kibum's lips.

when her parents told her they'd be getting her a tutor, they never told he was going to be, well, hot. or, she guessed, as she carelessly twirled a pen around her fingers, that he was more handsome or good looking than he was hot. hot was a word she reserved for people who actually had a little umph to them. or something like that. and besides, it wasn't as if jinri had been expecting much to come of this tutoring session aside from her maybe understanding calculus a little more than she had before, which would be a miracle in itself, if this kim joonmyun guy was actually as good as he was recommended to be.

"he's the best of the best, jinri-yah. you know we wouldn't get you anything but. besides he came highly recommended by the jungs!"

idly she wonders, as she watches the tutor hurry to try and clean themselves off of, well, remnants of them and what they've just done, if krystal had also gotten more than what she had been paying for, or rather what her parents had been paying for. she lays still as death in her bed while joonmyun fusses, wondering over the delightfully sore feeling between her legs and how this all even happened. after all, it's not as if jinri's a particularly promiscuous sort of girl, though she has had some experience here and there.

she props up an arm and rests her chin in the palm of her hand. it's almost cute how he stares at the sheets while he was talking, as if looking at her would somehow taint or something like that. "we shouldn't have," she agrees easily as she moves to pull some sheets over herself. jinri lets out a small yawn then, looking somewhat like a cat as she does before she redirects her focus back on joonmyun. "it probably wasn't." she also agrees, almost carelessly though her eyes are still resting on the tutor. "this probably shouldn't leave this room." jinri then says, finally offering an opinion of her own. "but, joonmyun ssi, even so, you know what they say, ne? it takes two to tango." she laughs, kicking up her feet a bit as she did. "besides, it wasn't like it was bad, ~oppa. just, well, not what you're here for."

( it's all good <3 )

Too fast. They definitely were going too fast. If he had been a girl he probably would have never ended in this position, but being male changed things a lot of the time. It was incredibly difficult to resist primal urges especially when a certain part of your anatomy grew so hard it was impossible to ignore this. Worries didn't come until way after, if that. Which is why Kibum was surprised he was worrying about it -now- instead of during the aftermath. Maybe stress and alcohol combined had intensified those insecurities he often tried to mask with big talk and laughter.

But did he want to stop? No. As much as it had been freaking him out Kibum really didn't want to stop, his mind and body eager to see where this was going - even if it was obvious - and how it would feel like. It was a human trait to have the urge to be desired and Shinwoo made him feel exactly that. He wanted to drink it all up, savor it. Maybe that was why he had been so afraid, thinking this wonderful feeling would only last for a night and then leave him disappointed and cold.

Those wordse Shinwoo spoke.. they meant something, were more than words whispered in the moment. It made Kibum tremble as he lay beneath his warm body, mouth suddenly going dry and his doubts were momentarily put aside as they had to make way for the instant need he felt crawling back up. Tilting his head he properly closed the distance between their lips, eyes falling shut as he allowed for one hand to sink into the softness of Shinwoo's hair. He was back at doing what he had before his freak out, hips raising up to roll against Shinwoo while his mouth moved in possessive ways.

(I really am enjoying this.. crack pairing and the dynamic of them and I was wondering if you were interested if you'd ever want to psl them? ._.

The arrangement hadn't been something that could ever be construed as normal behavior for Joohyun but she had grown used to it... maybe even a little attached. The sex this time had been good and even as they laid there the sheet feeling cool over her sweaty body she felt like it might have been the best and she was still trying to catch her breath.

She turned her head to look at him, reaching up to push some hair back away from his forehead tenderly. "Not for a while still," she answered after a quick glance at the clock and mental calculations of when she was next slated to be somewhere.

Junhyung rolled his eyes but simultaneously smiled at the other with a quiet laugh. "I'm sure I will," he assured him. It was common sense that he would remember the reason why he was sore and the reason was Jonghun after all. He exhaled as the other licked over his skin. "Mm..." he mewled without really thinking about the sound, enjoying the attention.

His arms were sore from the pinned position they had been in and he smiled at Jonghun as the other helped him pull them down. He leaned up slightly to brush his lips along the other's jawline. Maybe it was too intimate of a gesture but he went with it in the moment.

(( I can start no problem! I am going off non-au here.

"Your elbow. Jonghun.. shit!" Hongki cursed when his leader seemed too busy leaving a trail of wet kisses down his neck than noticing the way his elbow was jabbing into Hongki's side. They both had been drinking that night, nothing usual about that. They often were found huddled up together either at home or in a bar drinking beer mixed with soju and drinking one too many cigarettes. What was unusual this time was how they were ending their night. Hongki didn't remember this happening before but then again there were a lot of things he didn't remember after drinking. Maybe this had happened but he just couldn't recall it.

Or maybe it had been so fucking embarrassing he didn't want to remember. He could see that happening considering how either of them were when drunk. Drunk sex wasn't the best of sex. But it could be very fun none the less.

"Fuck." Hongki managed to yank Jonghun's elbow away from his stomach, sighing with relief as it really hadn't been comfortable. Okay, back to business. Grabbing Jonghun's hair at the back of his neck he yanked the other up, claiming his lips in what he wanted to be a passionate kiss but instead became a messy clash of teeth and lips. Whatever, he could work with this!

[ i'm okay with au or non-au! ]

( starters aren't required but we wouldn't mind a bit of commitment! )

[ I hope you don’t mind that I’ve set this a few weeks back when they were in Bangkok! ]

A hundred and one thoughts ran through Soyou’s mind as she lay on the unfamiliar hotel bed. She always had romantic ideas about how her first time would be and who it would be with – a tall, dark and handsome young man who’d courted her over time. Maybe the vocalist spent far too much time with her head in books of fairytale-esque romances that don’t quite exist in the real world, especially not in the world of an idol. Of course, all such thoughts could now be tossed in the garbage.

Herself and Byunghun, sort of, just fell into bed together – it wasn’t planned, at least not on her end. It could have been the adrenaline from performing on stage mixed with the effects of a glass or two of wine at the after party, loosening her inhibitions for once. That wasn’t to say that she didn’t find him attractive, because she did, but she would have preferred to get to know him better before ending up in bed together.

The act itself wasn’t quite what she expected it to be, though it wasn’t as bad as some of the horror stories she had heard from her unniedeul. Her eyes stared up at the ceiling above the bed and she tried not to wince, still feeling sore, as she pulled up the sheets a bit higher on herself, suddenly feeling a little bashful. “That was…umm…” Soyou didn’t quite know how to describe it, it certainly didn’t feel as great as she heard from others, though maybe it got better once the pain ceased. It must right? Other thoughts then hit her. Was it his first time too and if it wasn’t, hopefully she wasn’t all that bad despite everything.

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AFTER THE 'O'

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