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"Clearly handling kids isn't a problem, so why is it so hard to handle me?"
Jackson
Jackson was a complete and total sucker for you in his clothes. Jackson also was a complete and total sucker for pancakes, especially ones that you made for him. When the two things came together, that is, you making him pancakes while wearing his clothes, it would become too much to handle for him (and his body). He'd uncomfortably shuffle around for a few moments, watching the too-big neckline of his t-shirt slip off your shoulder every single time you flipped a pancake, until you finally seemed to be satisfied with the stack you'd made, leaving him completely unsatisfied. He'd approach you though, snaking his arms around you from the back and pressing himself up against you.
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"You're good at flipping pancakes, I'm good at flipping you against a table and having my way. "
Youngjae
Youngjae liked being domestic with you. Mornings spent cleaning the house were always great when the two of you were together, as was today. The two of you had woken about twenty minutes back and had promptly started cleaning with a random playlist going in the background. Youngjae found he was in a fantastic mood, until he wasn't. It felt like a cosmic joke when the most sexual song he could think of began playing. He'd turned to you like he always did in times like this to share an amused look, though he was only greeted with the sight of you shrugging your shirt off, leaving you in your undergarments, and action you brushed off with an its so hot in here! He would take two, shuffling to the bathroom with an urgency that left you wondering. He couldn't possibly make you help him when you looked so busy, right?
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"Oh god, why? Why when this song is playing?"
Bambam
Bambam hated that he got bested by a lollipop. A lollipop, for the love of God. That really was all it had taken for him to have to tie his jacket around his waist. He'd started off as unassuming as you, but then you'd gone ahead and pulled out the candy. With a casual air, you'd unwrapped it, and, well... began eating it. It was like he felt even more compelled to stare at you than normal when you'd started with the treat. He'd only broken out of his suffrage when you'd innocently asked him if he would like one as well. His resolve and abstinence snapped at that, and he knew he just had to approach you.
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"You're wasting that tongue on the lollipop, you know."
Yugyeom
Yugyeom liked dancing, and Yugyeom liked you. He also liked the combination, although there was one thing that could ruin it, and you were doing it at the moment. He hated watching you do you warm-up stretches. Well, actually, the stretches weren't that bad - it was the tiny, almost inaudible, but definitely there moans that you would let out while doing them. They made his life a living hell, and right now was no exception. he tried conjuring up ways to hide the problem you caused, though he could only imagine how restrictive having a hoodie tied around his midsection while dancing would be. His mile worked a mile a minute to think of ways to hide the little inconvenience, although he came up with nothing. He sighed when you finally finished the stretches you seemed so fond of doing.
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"How about getting our exercise a different way today, huh?"
A/N : I'm sorry I really don't know how to write sexy things-
