china 20s

Possible upcoming appearances/performances

* confirmed

  • CMAS - 11/8 (Nashville, TN)
  • EMAs - 11/12 (Wembley, London, UK)
  • VSFS - 11/20 (Shanghai, China)
  • Jingle Ball - 12/1 (Los Angeles, CA)*
  • Poptopia 12/2 (San Jose, CA)*
  • Jingle Bash - 12/7 (Chicago)*
  • Jingle Ball - 12/8 (NYC)*

▶️ will update accordingly ◀️

ID #53525

Name: Serena
Age: 20
Country: China

Hi.I’m Serena.I’m a Chinese college student.So clearly I speak Chinese.I major in English.My second foreign language is German.And I also want to learn Spanish,Italian… or any language I can’t speak.Recently I’m learning guitar.I love watching films,TV dramas,listening to the music,reading books,and watching football(soccer) games.My favorite team is Bayern.

My fav actors/actresses: Alicia Vikander,Michael Fassbender,Emma Stone,Andrew Garfield,Keristen Stewart,Jennifer Lawrence,Jessica Chastain…

My fav singers:Justin Timberlake,Ariana Grande,Ed Sheeran,The Weekend,Shawn Mendes,Sam Smith…

My fav models:Karlie Kloss,Candice Swanepoel,Cara Delevingne…

My fav films:La La Land,Wonder Woman
TV dramas:GOT,Sense8,HTGAWM

I’m bisexual and a feminist.I’m open-minded.My dream is to travel all over the world.I don’t care which country you are in,which lanague you speak,what color your skin is.The only I care about is whether we can talk something we both interested in.I wish I can find someone who can practice languages with me.

Preferences: Prefer we can talk online.
Age:18-25

16 Hours to Go

A/N: A smutty Spencer x Reader where the two have sex in a plane bathroom. I decided it wouldn’t be on the jet though because the team would ABSOLUTELY know what was going on. ;) @coveofmemories @sweetg

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“I need off of this plane,” you muttered for the 10th time in as many minutes. “How much longer is this flight going to be?” You’d asked that question numerous times too. After going to China on a 20-hour flight, liaising with a University, and helping the locals with an impromptu case of their own, the last thing either of you wanted to do was sit on another 20-hour flight back. 

Spencer huffed, turning his head to you as his fingers drummed against the armrest between you. “I’ve lost track of how many times you’ve asked that question. We’ve been on the plane for four hours. That means 16 to go. Stop reminding me.”

“I’m so tired,” you groaned, kicking your feet like a two year old. “But I can’t sleep. Why the hell is that?” 

Spencer huffed again. “I could actually tell you why that happens, but I don’t think you really want the answer.”

“No,” you said, “I don’t. I just want to be able to sleep. But very few things allow me to sleep when I’m this overly tired. A good meal, a bubble bath, and/or sex. That’s it. And I’m not getting any of that any time soon. God, this is awful.” The air was stifling. How the fuck were you supposed to survive another 16 hours of this? Especially awake hours?

Spencer looked around, eyebrows raised, wondering how many other people were awake in business class and how many employees were around. “You could have one of those things now,” he said. 

“What? Do you see the flight attendants? Does the food actually look decent?” you asked, looking around like a bear after hibernation. You weren’t hangry yet, but you were getting there. 

“Not the food,” he replied. “I have no idea where the flight attendants are. I was talking about the sex.”

“Really?” you asked, snapping your head in his direction. He’d never expressed any interest in you before. “You would have sex with me because I’m cranky?”

He laughed, “Not just because you’re cranky and I’d rather not deal with a hostile, sexually-frustrated Y/N for the next 16 hours, but because you’re hot and I’ve thought about it nearly every day since you started at the BAU. Plus, if having sex with you will keep you from asking me how much longer the flight is, I will gladly do it.”

“Why the fuck didn’t you tell me?” you exclaimed, doing your best to keep your voice down. “You’ve got the whole hot geek thing going on and I’m really into it. I would’ve slept with you a long time ago if you’d told me that.”

He looked around again. “Well…” he smirked, darting his eyes back toward the bathroom. The business class one was a bit larger than the one in coach and miles cleaner, so…why the fuck not? He was hot. You were horny.

“I’ll go in first,” you said. “You follow in a few minutes.” With a smile, she pushed up from her seat and walked toward the bathroom, moving inside and leaning against the sink. For five minutes, you drummed your own fingers against the sink, waiting for Spencer to come to you. Maybe he was fucking with you. Maybe he didn’t actually want you. Maybe he was laughing in his seat right now about how gullible you were. 

A knock at the door startled you, and you opened the door a crack to see who it was. “Hey, what took you so long?”

“I didn’t want to draw any attention to what we were about to do,” he laughed. As you looked up at him, you realized that you were standing closer to him than you ever had before. The smell of his cologne, light as sea foam wafted around your heads. You started out in your seats in disbelief. You weren’t actually going to do this, were you? But when you looked at him, all of the humor vanished from the small room, replaced by tension thicker than butter. “You sure?” he muttered against your lips.

Without a word, your lips grazed against his. You’d never kissed him before, and as a shudder rolled through you, you wondered whether you’d ever known the meaning of a kiss before. It was intoxicating. His tongue slowly made its way into your mouth, leading it in a sensual dance as his hands glided down your sides. “Oh my god,” you breathed, swallowing hard as his fingers dipped ever-so-slightly below the waist of your skirt. “I want you.”

“You have me,” he mumbled against your neck. “But you’re going to have to keep it down so we don’t get caught. Think you can do that?”

With a laugh, you shook your head. This was going to be difficult - you weren’t the quiet kind. His hands pulled up the material of your skirt, bunching it around your waist while you unbuttoned your blouse, exposing your lacy bra for his viewing pleasure. “God, you’re beautiful,” he breathed, gently biting down on your bottom lip before nibbling a trail to back behind your ear. “So gorgeous.” He licked at the skin on your breasts, moaning at the taste of you. 

Spencer continued to bury his head between your breasts, kissing, nibbling and sucking at the sensitive flesh as you undid his belt. His tongue glided over the lace and toward your nipple, sending a wave of pleasure through you that stopped you in your tracks, your hands hanging limply near his belt buckle. It was only when he pulled the lace underneath your breast and took your nipple in his mouth that you woke up to the sensations, picking up where you left off and pushing his pants down below his knees. “Do you have a condom?” you asked suddenly.

“Yea,” he said, opening his palm. “I came in prepared.” Such a boy scout. You took it from him, ripping the package open with your teeth and placing it in your mouth, so that when you crouched down in front of him, you could sheath him with your mouth. “Oh my god,” he groaned, doing his best to stifle his groans into himself. You couldn’t get it all the way on with your mouth in this position, so you pushed it the rest of the way on and rose to meet his heated gaze again. There was a fire in his eyes you’d only seen when he faced an unsub. 

“Now,” you said, grabbing him by the back of the neck and pulling his face toward yours. Once you lifted your leg, you placed it behind Spencer, bracing it on the wall carefully so as to not make noise. Your other leg lifted up and wrapped around his waist, pulling him into you so that his member was flush against your sex. “I want you inside me now.”

Gently, he reached between you, grabbing and placing himself at your entrance. He looked into your eyes and took your lips in a searing kiss as he pushed upward, your walls enveloping him inch by inch until he was fully enveloped in you. “Fuck, Y/N…” he groaned, his eyes going wide at the warmth of you. Once inside you, you’d both realized how difficult having sex in here was, but you made it work. Your hands wrapped around his shoulders, pulling him into you as he thrusted upward, knocking your head into the wall. His hand came up to cradle he back of your head, while the other reached to your leg, grabbing it firmly as he picked up the pace of his thrusts. 

“Oh hell,” you breathed. “Harder, please.” He swallowed your cry of pleasure as he fucked you harder. Just outside, you could hear someone passing, but you were on a collision course from which there was no return. “Right there, Spence. Right there.” Your nails dug into his back, nearly breaking the skin as he surged into you, his cry of release half strangled in his throat, half released into your neck. “Oh my god. We definitely have to do that in bed later on.”

“Absolutely,” he laughed, removing the condom and pulling up his pants. “We can’t actually have sex in the seats, but I would be all for a little making out when we sit down.” He pressed his lips against yours while you buttoned your shirt back up. Whatever you could get away with on the plane, you were going to do.

He went out first, telling the flight attendant who’d asked what was happening that you didn’t feel well and he’d been holding your hair, but you could tell by her tone that she didn’t buy it. Seconds later, you walked out of the bathroom, adjusting your skirt with a smile. Yea, you thought as she looked at you, she definitely didn’t buy it. Whatever. You were no longer so horny it hurt. “Feeling better?” he laughed as you sat back down in your seat.

“Much,” you replied. You leaned over and gave him a kiss, your tongue just jutting into his mouth, teasing, before pulling away. “When we get off this plane, first thing we’re doing is going back to my apartment.”

EXO Emergency #Suho’sGonnaBeAStar!

“Can you do an EXO Emergency skit where EXO watches Suho’s new drama or his old movie and react to it? Thanks :) and I love your writing”

Thank you!! here you go anon :)


Suho: Hey guys! Now it’s been a few weeks since we’ve had a meeting but finally our schedules have lined up-

Baekhyun: You cleared my schedule

Yixing: And you took my passport so-

Suho: So we can all be together and discuss what’s new!

Sehun: What is new? We already discussed CBX, we won some awards, Kai isn’t injured yet

Kai: Um don’t bank on that yet

Sehun: And we have all been pretty chill so far so I don’t understand why we’re meeting.

Chanyeol: Wait…is this one of “those” meetings??

Chen: What??

Xiumin: I hope not we were finally on a streak of success!

Chen: WHAT ARE YOU TALKING ABOUT??

Baekhyun: Suho you can tell us. We’re ready.

Suho: Okay good I had some important things to say and well… it’s about me this tim–

Chen: OH MY GOSH I GET IT NOW! YOU’RE LEAVING THE GROUP AREN’T YOU??!!

Suho:

Suho: No.

Kyungsoo: I’m going to go get something from the kitchen. Anyone need something?

Baekhyun: My time back and a vodka on the rocks.

Yixing: Can you make that a double?

Suho: Guys seriously! I have done some pretty cool things this year so far! I’m really proud of myself and I wanted it to share it with you.

Chanyeol: Like what?

Suho: *beams* Well for starters I have a drama where I get to go outside my comfort zone and sorta be a cool jerk type of guy.

Kai: I did catch some of it trying to google symptoms on Web MD and it wasn’t bad.

Chen: You act?

Sehun: Hmm maybe I’ll check it out. My netflix subscription just ended anyway.

Xiumin: Just to be clear it is free right?

Kyungsoo: *from the kitchen* The better question is would anyone watch it if it wasn’t??

Kai: giggles

Kyungsoo: Shut up

Suho:

Suho: *turns the tv on*

Suho: Just sit quietly and watch. 

*5 mins later*

Baekhyun: Are you whispering your lines under your breath?

Sehun: I don’t get it? Is this fiction or non fiction?

Yixing: You know those words usually only apply to books right?

Kai: So did you have to audition or did you get this based on  the fact that you’re somewhat famous?

Xiumin: Shh I’m trying to hear! This is actually interesting!

Chen: *picks up remote and turns off tv*

Chen: If I wanted to spend my time watching dramas, I’d join a less successful group like…like

Chanyeol: Got7?

Sehun: Seventeen?

Yixing: Monsta X?

Chen: Nah I was thinking Suho and the Semi-talented.

Baekhyun: Are they new?

Kyungsoo: *from ktichen* Sehun is in that group right?

Suho: ….Whatever guys, I also released a new song too!

Chen: You sing?

Baekhyun: What is your definition of the word song?

Sehun: Oh I saw it!! It had Vin Diesel in it right??

Suho:

Suho: That was Kris Wu’s Juice Sehun

Chanyeol: Close enough.

Chen: Well didn’t one of them actually do well?

Suho: I AM SO SICK OF YOU GUYS ALWAYS TREATING ME LIKE DIRT ON YOUR SHOE! IT’S NOT LIKE YOU ALL ARE PERFECT!

Sehun: Debatable.

Kyungsoo: *comes back from kitchen* Sorry Baek, I brought the vodka but the time had already expired and I couldn’t bring it back

Baekhyun: Darn it

Yixing: Can i have my passport? I haven’t been in China for like 20 minutes and I’m getting homesick.

Suho: WHAT KIND OF MEMBER EVEN ARE YOU??!!

Chanyeol *whispers* a useful one.

Suho: I’m done, you guys are jerks.

Baekhyun: I resent that.

Xiumin: What did I do??

Sehun: I GET IT!! HE ASKED FOR HIS TIME BACK BUT HE SAID IT “EXPIRED” HAHAHAHAHA THAT’S GREAT!!

Suho: You’re also idiots.

Kyungsoo: Please be mad all you want but never rate me in the same category as Sehun.

Sehun: It insults him and basically compliments me.

Chen: *puts on Juice* HOLD UP! Suho this song is pretty good!!

Kai: I think I need to go lay down, my ankle is starting to tingle.

Suho: THIS MEETING IS OVER! ALL OF YOU JUST GO AWAY!

Baekhyun: I have episodes of my drama if anyone wants to watch right now.

Chanyeol: I have a new car if anyone wants to leave.

Suho: I hate you all *leaves*