6 Works by vixerupper
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He wondered why he kept living, even if every struggled breath drawn inflicted pain in his chest, vines wrapping tighter around his lungs. He wondered why he kept loving, even when flowers bloomed and overgrew inside him, sap flowing through his veins.
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“Ah! Hyung!” Chenle shrieks, thrashing in Jeno’s vice-like embrace. Instead of stopping, the older man keeps torturing him with his fingers, prodding and digging into him, making him writhe helplessly. “Fuu-ngh! Sto-op!” Chenle will never admit the way his voice breaks at the end there.
Chenle and Jeno getting some physical activity done.
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It was supposed to be a game. A play made for two, a match with only one winner. It was supposed to be him, the victor. And he was.
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Chenle looks up into the whole body mirror. He rocks left and right, paying attention to the way the skirt sway with the movement. It feels very airy, as if he’s not wearing anything over his undergarment. He feels kind of exposed, but otherwise he likes it. It looks good. He looks good.
Chenle has been wondering how he'd look wearing short skirts without the safety of long pants to cover his legs. It unleashed a lot of things.
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"Dare."
“Chenle, I dare you to give your crush a call.”
or: how playing truth or dare at jaemin's birthday outed chenle's secret of crushing pathetically over his best friend
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“w-wait— jisung, i’m— ah.”
the rest of chenle’s words are swallowed in a filthy tongue to tongue. fresh tears come unbidden by the force of it, clumping the blades of his lashes into sharpness.
“i’m going to consume you,” jisung murmurs against his lips, the kiss forgotten for a short moment. instead, he grips a white, bare thigh, lifting it to circle around his hip.
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jisung and chenle having fun on a friday night