Anon: Could I request a threesome with Zelo and Yongguk please? <3
Author: Admin M
Character(s): Zelo/Yongguk (BAP)/Reader
Word Count: 1,418
Summary: When your boyfriend, Yongguk, wants to help Zelo and wants you to be apart of it.
“Oppa I know I said I would be ok with this but…” I look up at Yongguk who was looking out his window. He turns to you and smiles softly. He comes up to me at the bed and brushes my hair back.
“If you don’t want to we can always call him. He will understand.” I sigh. I honest want to and it drive me insane that I do. I mean I watch Zelo in practice and his dance moves, well it turns me on. “Just think of it helping him out. And I will be here for all of it.” Before I can respond there was a knock on his door. He looks at me. “Can I get it?” I nod and he leans down and kisses me then walks out.
It was a stormy night. The wind was howling and the rain was pouring down like a raging ocean. Castiel was flying near the black, ominous clouds when thunder rumbled and rolled. Something flashed. It was a white, blinding light and the angel closed his eyes for a few seconds. Instantly he felt that something hit him and sent electric sparks through his body. Castiel lost his balance and plummeted down with a terrifying speed.
The Winchester brothers were staying in a small town called Hemingford, which is a little place nestled in Nebraska. There had recently been killings there, caused by a shape shifter, but the hunters already took care of that. They were still at the hotel and planned to leave in the morning.
It was 4 am and the brothers were in a deep sleep when something crashed down in their room, knocking the nightstand over and breaking a lamp.
“The hell?” Dean muttered, immediately sitting up in his bed and grabbing Ruby’s knife, which he hid under his pillow while he slept, just in case.
The surprise that gushed from his heart as he found himself being held by another man, is soon replaced by something different. LeFou has never felt so light before, maybe because not even in his wildest dreams he ever hoped to dance with a guy in a crowded ballroom. But this is really happening to him, the tender heat of Stanley’s body so close to his own a reminder of the fact that he’s not dreaming. And this, to be honest, is better than any fantasy he’s ever had about Gaston.