Mnh moral degradation who checks in, safe/sane/consensual, not possessive of his past partners, always very careful about protection, chill and playful. Until Jsng. Holding Jsng's head down while he chokes on Mnh's dick, cumming so hard his ears ring as Jsng weakly pushes at his hips, choking with tears and snot on his face. Softly reprimanding him for being messy as Jsng rasped an apology and lapped up lingering streaks of cum from mnh's cock. Asks what will jsng but already knows what he'll give him. When jsng tries to tuck his knees together, turn away, and Mnh wrenches his legs apart to grind a palm against his groin where jsng is soft and sensitive and soaked from cumming while mnh had fucked his throat. Jsng is kept bitten and bruised and all for mnh's pleasure.

Silver mnh who is a shifter, great big wolf and sometimes likes to pad around on 4 legs instead of two. Usually amusing how he'll get lost in things a bit, like snapping at leaves or good smells. Coming back to himself with his nose wedged between the thighs of a gorgeous thing, all curled against a door to what mnh assumes must be his apartment, shivering and gasping as mnh presses a bit deeper into his groin for more of that smell. Mnh is back in control and awareness but takes another minute to really indulge as his neighbor's smell gets deeper. Stepping back and panting happily at the young man whose face and neck are red and sweaty. It becomes the favorite way for mnh to end his little self-guided walks, getting a little taste of a ripening bitch's need and humiliation. The confused and docile arch of his back to offer up more as mnh inspects him for minutes. Mnh nuzzling his nose against a small firmness in the front and thinking how his canid tongue would wrap around it twice over.

Mnh puts jsng out of his misery and onto his belly when they both return from Chuseok. The crisping weather and Jsng smelling full and happy, accepting mnh's invitation to share a drink and sucking on Mnh's tongue with a moan. The living room is best for this first time, easier to naturally roll of the couch and laugh into each other's mouths, use the lube mnh grabbed from his room while jsng writhes on the rug. Jsng pouts a little when mnh rolls him over, but submits sweetly. Wags his ass a little like a tease when mnh says he needs to get one thing, admits he's clean and has never...so mnh doesn't need to get a condom, as if mnh would. The rug disguises any sounds after mnh wakes over on paws instead of feet. This form deserved a reward for finding him first.

When jsng hears the sound of mnh's nails on their hard flooring, his tip twitches and his hole aches around the plug mnh gave him.

like, the mafia au thay I send its not my writing at all, I write differently, I like to use past tense and add more detail. That piece was something more “clean,” just to represent the idea I had in a quick summary, like a Twitter au yk? That’s why there are no dialogues either (just a quick mention). Well, if you’re interested, I can send a brief draft (a real draft, not just the representation of my idea) of one of the ideas I had, since I wanted to finish the story to post on ao3. I’d post it anonymously because the content has non-con, alien, body transformation, mpreg, breeding.

tw: non-con, bestiality?, mafia, torture, blood, brainwashing, bdsm (no safe word), graphic violence

mafia au where jsng is an undercover cop in the mafia and it’s been working so far, he managed to infiltrate well and get close to the boss (until then only known as lino, he doesn’t know his real name and they say that anyone who does isn’t alive to tell), but then he is discovered.

he did many things inside the mafia, good and bad for the organization, but mostly bad like leaking information and even ended up killing some colleagues. when he is discovered, he imagines he’ll be tortured to death in horrible ways, since that’s the greatest crime someone inside the mafia could commit.

but things go differently.

he didn’t have a close relationship with lino, but lino knew of his existence and had him work directly with him a few times. jsng knows lino is a pervert, since he had already shown a taste for more aggressive practices in bed (not directly with him, they never had sex, but jsng had heard stories of lovers and how they ended up dead if they dared to fall for someone else, it was a risky contract). but see, lino has his qualities that make all the risk worthwhile, he is affectionate, loving, caring, attentive and gentle with his partners (very respectful in fact, he isn’t one to force his practices) as long as you stay faithful to him, he won’t be truly cruel.

and if not, well, jsng feared the stories, both for the lovers and for the common mafia members.

now he is chained, shackled at the ankles and wrists behind his back, tied so tightly that they would surely leave scars later. he’s been discovered, they know his identity, he won’t have a quick and painless death, he’s certain of it when he sees lino enter the room with two henchmen and only one gun at his waist.

beside jsng, there’s a chair along with some instruments clearly meant for torture. he can already imagine the pain of having his nails ripped out, then his fingers broken and cut, his body used like butcher’s meat (he saw the hooks at the back of the room). he’d seen so many torture cases done carefully so the victim wouldn’t die in the process, tortures that make you beg for death, and he’s not ready for that because, although he’s a masochist, he has his limits.

what jsng finds strange is that he’s on the floor with his mouth free, normally they’d gag him to prevent him from screaming, precisely so he wouldn’t have anything to “relieve” the pain. he’s naked, but he hasn’t been violated in the meantime, which normally would’ve happened. this drives jsng’s mind even more insane, why all the suspense? wasn’t it just a matter of starting the torture and punishing him for being a snitch?

when lino approaches, he has his hands in his pockets and looks at jsng like an animal, a heavy stare analyzing the naked body, which makes jsng embarrassed and frozen in fear.

lino even starts almost merciful, kicking jsng in the stomach, escalating into more blows and knocking him forward, enough to step on his back and press his head against the floor, rubbing his cheek against the dirty ground and saying things to belittle him, cursing, but not crudely or shouting, instead with subtlety and presence that make jsng hard.

fuck, he’s not supposed to be like this, but his masochistic side loves it, an aggression he never had with other guys because they seemed to pity hurting him, but lino didn’t care, that was his goal. with his face pressed to the floor and his nose bleeding, he cums without even touching himself, consumed by humiliation, torn in two: part of him wants lino to see, the other wants to hide. luckily for him, lino notices, smiling sadistically at the cum stains. he pulls jsng by the hair, forcing him to kneel and holding him there, laughing and mocking the situation while jsng processes the blows he took, his skin burning with the pleasure of pain.

lino calls him a waste, saying jsng had too beautiful a body to be a traitor and that if he were loyal he could be in a privileged position, part of his “harem.” but lino has other plans for him.

jsng won’t die, but will become his toy and he’ll love it, be submissive, devoted, and lino will make sure of it (betrayal will be a word erased from jsng’s mind, not only that, but his whole life, now he would live for lino.)

lino takes the gun from his waist while lowering his pants, revealing his half-hard, big, thick cock right in jsng’s face and for a moment jsng’s eyes light up and his own cock twitches below, perking up again. lino presses the tip against jsng’s lips and they almost part instinctively. as much as he doesn’t want to give in, he has to, because lino presses the cold barrel of the gun to his temple and says in a heavy voice: “I better not feel your teeth. Don’t mess up.” and jsng opens his mouth as wide as he can, though it’s hard to fit lino because of his size.

lino is not calm nor gentle, at first he goes slow, mostly because he isn’t fully hard yet, but once he is, he fucks jsng’s mouth like a toy, not caring if he’s bruising his throat or numbing his jaw, the presence of the others in the room only making everything more humiliating and arousing.

jsng’s face is a mess, tears streaming down his cheeks from the aggression, and when lino finally cums, he makes sure to cover his whole face, mixing with blood, sweat, and tears.

when lino finishes, he just kneels in front of jsng and grabs his face hard, squeezing his cheeks and smiling gloriously, saying they’ll get along just fine and ordering the other two to come closer. jsng imagines the two henchmen will use him too, that’s why he was still “intact,” but instead they hand lino a suitcase which he promptly opens. jsng is kicked to the floor, exposed, unable to see what happens behind him but hears the suitcase being opened and the sound of something that seemed to vibrate. he tries to look, but one henchman holds his face down, and then he feels something invade him. small, a bit bigger than a finger and not painful, too cold to be human, and he soon understands when the object starts vibrating inside him. it doesn’t shake him much at first, but just a few adjustments of position and he trembles and nearly screams, his prostate directly stimulated. he has a vibrator of almost the same type strapped to his cock, always pressing against the glans and locked in place. his mouth is gagged and his nipples clamped with hooks that deliver shocks strong enough not to cause real damage. it’s too much and he cums almost instantly when everything is turned on at maximum power. lino watches him, he can control the intensity of everything while he’s present, and when he has to leave (since he’s very busy), he gives strict orders that no one else can touch jsng, and he’ll have regular breaks during the day so he doesn’t die from dehydration and starvation.

and oddly enough, the meals are always a feast, top-quality, delicious meats, but he has a time limit to eat before being subjected again, barely having rest to sleep (he manages to doze off from exhaustion when the vibrations are set low).

as days pass, jsng has to endure it all and lino often fucks his mouth, always covering him in cum (and not cleaning), sometimes forcing it all down his throat. he also hit him when stressed and needed someone to vent on, but not enough to disfigure him.

one day, he doesn’t know how many have passed (he gave up counting), lino enters the room a bit different and turns off all the devices attached to jsng, strange given how used he was to all the constant, unnecessary stimulation. everything connected to him is removed (including the restraints) and lino orders him to get on all fours and he obeys without hesitation. jsng’s arms are free, though it’s hard to stay on them after being cuffed so long, but it doesn’t last because soon his ankles and wrists are bound again. it wasn’t even necessary, if lino was going to fuck him, he wouldn’t fight, he had no strength and had already accepted such a fate (he hates to admit how much he thought about it and sometimes even wished for it), but it’s not lino he’s waiting for.

there’s no need for an announcement when he hears the sound of a collar and the claws clicking against the floor, the different breathing. he doesn’t need to feel the weight or warmth above him to know what’s about to happen.

I’ll leave the rest for you to imagine ^^

thinking Abt ur anime villain tweet…. jsng is this big genius terrifying villain w a cool ass cape but his one big glaring weakness? he's clumsy af. he keeps building these insane robots to protect him but they always get damaged in battle until he finally Locks In and spends month creating his greatest creation, this perfect android that can counter any attack w any algorithm! that he just so happens to create in the image of his childhood best friend lee mnho who went missing and presumed dead when they were teens... jsng spent so long meticulously putting him tgt like sculpting his face carefully , imagining what mnho wouldve looked like if he had the chance to grow up.... when jsng powers the android on and hears him talk jsng just completely breaks down but he can't bring himself to call him mnho so he just calls him lino. the android is perfect, of course. han jsng is a genius after all. lino took some time to adjust, but he's curious . funny. looks at the world w so much wonder in his electric blue eyes jisungs heart aches. and he's so fucking good at protecting him on battle, and he's everything jsng has ever wanted but not before long lino's protectiveness turns into possessiveness and jsng is stuck between hating it and craving it bc lino looks at him like he's his whole world….jsng lets lino get close but always pulls away last second, always reminding himself that no matter how human lino feels he’s still just circuits and wires made in the image of someone jsng loved and lost, and it makes jsng feel filthy even imagining it, like he’s spitting on mnho's memory by letting himself want lino, so he never lets it go too far,, but lino is learning n feeling, and the day he finds out why he looks like this, why jsng made him this way, he absolutely snaps, cornering jsng in the lab with those too-bright eyes burning and his voice cracking between rage and desperation, "so that’s all i am to you? a ghost? a replacement? not real?" and jsng panics because he never wanted him to know, he stumbles over his words trying to explain that lino is more than that ofc, but lino won’t hear it, he’s trembling with fury and hurt and possessiveness and before jsng can scramble away he’s already being bent over the freezing metal table, his cape and clothes shoved out of the way, hands pinned down and his voice breaks as he sobs “lino please, please don’t do this” but his body betrays him, his cunt clenching and dripping as lino fucks into him hard and rough and ignoring his protests ….
meanwhile the real mnho finally escapes after years of captivity and all he can think about is getting back, finding jsng, making sure his best friend is okay, except when he finally slips back into the country all he hears are horror stories, cities burning, han jsng is a villain and mnho is horrified but determined to face him, to understand how things went so wrong. so he infiltrates jsng's lab, which should be impossible, but every biometric scanner n every high tech system just… opens for him, no alarms at all and he knows smths wrong but it doesn't click until the last door hisses open and he steps inside.
and there it is, there they are, jsng bent over his own workbench, crying, wrecked, begging in a voice minho hasn’t heard in years, and then he realizes who’s holding him down or more exactly What is holding him down. an android with his face, moving inside jsng's sobbing body. and mnho freezes because he feels every emotion at once like rage, grief, betrayal, jealousy, horror, arousal, but what bubbles up first is the anger, sharp and cutting. his voice breaks the air with a laugh, bitter and disbelieving, “so this is what you did while i was gone? couldn’t even bother looking for me, jisungie, just built yourself a replacement to fuck instead?” and jsng's head whips around, tears streaking his cheeks, lips trembling like he can’t believe his eyes.
mnho watching lino move inside him, noticing the tiny details that aren’t right, the voice a little too even, too deep, the lips sharper when his were always softer, and it’s disgusting and wrong and humiliating but his cock is already hard because jsng looks So Good like this, all broken and messy and desperate, and mnho thinks Fuck No he’s not letting his ghost, his knockoff, his replacement be the one to ruin jsng like this. so he grabs him by the hair, forces him up to kiss that tear-streaked mouth, and growls, “you want minho? then take the real one, sungie.” and suddenly jisung is trapped between two versions of the boy he loved, one made of steel and one made of flesh, both angry but feral for him, and he can’t do anything but sob and shake and take it while they fuck him, both cocks stretching his pussy and throat until he’s gagging and crying and cumming over and over <33 (hi this is bestiality anon here hehe i luv u)