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are anons allowed to post whole fics like that
anons let's be dead for a while until mod comes back or troll leaves
you gotta wonder about the people who write this stuff
would you put a 2m-poster or portrait of your opger in your wall?
i nvr knew i wanted a dominant sehun in seho fic till the last page
being part of a fandom has rly fucked with my boundaries
that dogyeol fic is hot i wish the writer didn't leave fandom
anons always say go to our secret place but they're all so dead
anon anons what's the most embarrassing thing you've ever googled
isn't monggu a girl
aren't all of kai's dogs girls
aren't all of kai's dogs girls
ngl i might have a tiny thing for petplay but this is all sorts of no right now
Minseok stumbled into a narrow street, thin white fingers grasping at his abdomen. Sweat trickled down his face, streaking his cheeks something fierce. Why was this happening to him? Jongdae had invited him for a nice curry dinner at his place, and it had been very pleasant. They'd reminisced and laughed about old happenings, and Minseok was just about to start with another story when his stomach lurched horribly. He'd quickly fabricated a lie about sudden business coming up, hastily excusing himself and leaving the idol's place at once. Maybe Jongdae was offended by his rude departure, but he just had to get away.
His nails scratched along the concrete walls of the buildings, breath growing ragged. Something had to give. His legs were shaking now. He fell to his knees near a dumpster, squeezing his eyes shut. His head was spinning, his whole body growing feverish. He was even starting to have auditory hallucinations, as he heard a voice yelling out his name.
Crying out, Minseok felt his stomach twitch violently. He couldn't hold it back anymore. He weakly grabbed at the hem of his jeans to reach his boxers, but he could feel stinging hot liquid squirting out of his body. He moaned, utterly humiliated at he heard a splat against the concrete. He didn't dare open his eyes. His whole body tensed once more, another stream rushing down his leg. His boxers were soggy and wet, and a horrific stench was starting to assault the tip of his nose.
Mortified, tears streamed down his red face. There was silence except his own choked gasps. His fever had subsided, but he was still having those auditory hallucinations. He heard a wet, sloppy sound from the concrete, the sound of a dog eating its food. Slowly, he opened his eyes, eyelashes blinking with surprise when he turned around.
Jongdae was behind him on all fours, lapping at the steaming mess that had seeped down onto the wet pavement. The man looked up sheepishly, the yellow-orange hue smeared over his lips. "I was following you to make sure you were all right, but then--!" Minseok cut him off, shushing him with a weak smile. He understood perfectly. Hands grabbed a handful of Jongdae's hair, forcing him face down into the spicy warmth. It was going to be okay.
His nails scratched along the concrete walls of the buildings, breath growing ragged. Something had to give. His legs were shaking now. He fell to his knees near a dumpster, squeezing his eyes shut. His head was spinning, his whole body growing feverish. He was even starting to have auditory hallucinations, as he heard a voice yelling out his name.
Crying out, Minseok felt his stomach twitch violently. He couldn't hold it back anymore. He weakly grabbed at the hem of his jeans to reach his boxers, but he could feel stinging hot liquid squirting out of his body. He moaned, utterly humiliated at he heard a splat against the concrete. He didn't dare open his eyes. His whole body tensed once more, another stream rushing down his leg. His boxers were soggy and wet, and a horrific stench was starting to assault the tip of his nose.
Mortified, tears streamed down his red face. There was silence except his own choked gasps. His fever had subsided, but he was still having those auditory hallucinations. He heard a wet, sloppy sound from the concrete, the sound of a dog eating its food. Slowly, he opened his eyes, eyelashes blinking with surprise when he turned around.
Jongdae was behind him on all fours, lapping at the steaming mess that had seeped down onto the wet pavement. The man looked up sheepishly, the yellow-orange hue smeared over his lips. "I was following you to make sure you were all right, but then--!" Minseok cut him off, shushing him with a weak smile. He understood perfectly. Hands grabbed a handful of Jongdae's hair, forcing him face down into the spicy warmth. It was going to be okay.
"Yes, Master?" Chanyeol said.
"I want you to fuck him. Fuck him till he bleeds you understand! " Kris yelled.
Chanyeol nodded and dragged me to a table.
I gasped and felt my eyes stinging from unshead tears. Luhan's picture was on there. He was smiling.
Chanyeol pulled my trousers down.
I'm sorry Luhan. I bit my wrist as Chanyeol slid into me without preparation. I cloase my eyes. I couldn't bare to see Luhan's face. Chanyeol grabbed my hair forcing me to lift my chest off the table and open my mouth wide earning a moan.
"Sehun your so tight. This is better then the first time!" Chanyeol said going as rough as he can.
After he fucked me till I couldn't stand, Kris made me sit and watch Kai. Kris smiled as the knife pressed on his collarbone.
"How does it feel Kai? To watch your boyfriend get rapped? Hmmm?" Kris sneered in his ear.
"I can't deny I found it thrilling. I've had fantasies about him getting rapped in front of my very eyes."
I gasped. No that isn't true. It can't be.
Then Kai said:"Hey Sehun. When we die we will be together forever kay?"
I trembled."Kris! Kill him now!" I yelled.
Kris smirked and plundged the knife in Kai's neck. I watched as Kai's head slowly seperate from his body. Soon his head rolled onto the floor landing by my foot.
"I.. Love you.." His head said, before his eyes growing dull.
I sobbed. This isn't what I wanted. Not what I needed. This is not how my life is ment to go! Luhan I miss you so much. Please take me away. And as if my answer was answered I passed out.
"I want you to fuck him. Fuck him till he bleeds you understand! " Kris yelled.
Chanyeol nodded and dragged me to a table.
I gasped and felt my eyes stinging from unshead tears. Luhan's picture was on there. He was smiling.
Chanyeol pulled my trousers down.
I'm sorry Luhan. I bit my wrist as Chanyeol slid into me without preparation. I cloase my eyes. I couldn't bare to see Luhan's face. Chanyeol grabbed my hair forcing me to lift my chest off the table and open my mouth wide earning a moan.
"Sehun your so tight. This is better then the first time!" Chanyeol said going as rough as he can.
After he fucked me till I couldn't stand, Kris made me sit and watch Kai. Kris smiled as the knife pressed on his collarbone.
"How does it feel Kai? To watch your boyfriend get rapped? Hmmm?" Kris sneered in his ear.
"I can't deny I found it thrilling. I've had fantasies about him getting rapped in front of my very eyes."
I gasped. No that isn't true. It can't be.
Then Kai said:"Hey Sehun. When we die we will be together forever kay?"
I trembled."Kris! Kill him now!" I yelled.
Kris smirked and plundged the knife in Kai's neck. I watched as Kai's head slowly seperate from his body. Soon his head rolled onto the floor landing by my foot.
"I.. Love you.." His head said, before his eyes growing dull.
I sobbed. This isn't what I wanted. Not what I needed. This is not how my life is ment to go! Luhan I miss you so much. Please take me away. And as if my answer was answered I passed out.
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