slchlld
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when yuma walks in wearing a skirt: everyone cheers at him. including fuma. he looks cool, actually. the confidence in every steps yuma takes make it works.
and then yudai walks in. he’s wearing a skirt, too. the same model and length as yuma. everyone also cheers.
except for fuma.
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daeyoung feels giddy. maybe it’s the sugar. maybe it’s the adrenaline he got from practicing with sion. maybe it’s the hug he shared with sion earlier. it’s so fucking ridiculous, daeyoung remembered widening his stance just so he could hug sion properly. and sion was still on his tippy toes, laughing and smiling, warm against daeyoung’s body. daeyoung can almost feel his heart physically clenches against his rib.
he gave up. “i really want to kiss you,” he whispers right on sion’s shoulder in the middle of the chaos.
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“what’s up with you and your questions?” eunseok asked, tilting his head. there was no bite in his tone, he sounded like a curious kid. like he wasn’t running his foot thumb up and down sungchan’s wet erection. “are you curious?”
“curious of what?” sungchan gulped, holding himself back from holding eunseok’s petite calf by crushing his own thighs in his hold.
“curious of how it feels like taking it up your ass,” sungchan didn’t answer, but his body reacted in a way eunseok noticed immediately. “your dick jumped. what the fuck. you’re really curious,” the boy laughed so loud that it made sungchan’s heartbeat rang in his own ears. “it’s not gonna be easy for you, babe.”
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you call the shots, babe by slchlld
Fandoms: RIIZE (Band), ZEROBASEONE | ZB1 (Korea Band)
13 Dec 2023
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ricky shen
meet me at the 2nd floor janitors room near the emergency stairs
and pls bring ur leather glovessungchan (you)
be there in a minute
but th e gloves..
ur joking
rightricky shen
no.
we don’t have much time
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“have you ever think about going raw with me?”
gyuvin’s knees hits his desk, his fingers stutters against the keyboard. he literally stops breathing for a second and there’s a groan he lets out when the pain on his legs kicks in before he answers ricky.
“fuck,” gyuvin groans. “what the fuck, ricky? it’s,” he glances at the clock. “it’s 2 pm on a monday!” he wheezes, turning his head to the blond.
ricky blinks. “so? have you?”