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𑣲 Hongjoong 𑣲

Forever Wild | (fluff/smut)

Part 1 | Part 2 | Part 3 | Part 4 | Part 5 | Part 6 | Part 7

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𑣲 Mingi 𑣲

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𑣲 Seonghwa 𑣲

One Drop Down | (fluff/smut)

Part 1 | Part 2 | Part 3 | Part 4

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One Drop Down | Seonghwa × Reader

Disclaimer: This fanfic contains a lot of mature language, sexual content, and mentions of mature subjects. Read at your own risk. Minors, please do not interact.

Part 4

He looked at you, grabbing your face. "Hey, if we have to go slow, we will." He grabbed the condom and started to put it on under his jeans. "Are you wet?"

You scoffed, "Never dry."

That made him smile, shaking his head. "Okay, smartass. Do me a favor and set down the blanket. I'm gonna start the car so it doesn't get too hot in here." Immediately, he jumped to the front seat and turned the key, setting the car to a cool temperature.

As you finished setting up, he came over to you. "Okay, ground rules. If you're feeling overwhelmed, we stop. If it hurts, we stop. If you absolutely want to back out at any time, we stop. Your first time is precious, just like you. I am not going to make you look back at it, knowing I never stopped when you needed it. Okay?"

"Okay," you smiled, letting him lay you onto your back. He raised your knees, folding your legs so he can open you more. You felt exposed, your hand covering your heat. "I- Seonghwa."

He looked down where your hand was, then back up at you. "Do you not want to do this after all?" The air was crisp now, and your heart was racing, but to hear him sound a bit disappointed, it hurt you slightly.

You shook your head and smiled, "No! I'm just feeling a bit self-conscious, that's all!" Your cheeks flushed, looking up at him. His eyes were sparkling like a siren, making him look fucking ethereal in the moonlight. You could still hear the amusement park in the distance, but nothing compared to this right now.

He smiled down at you and started to remove your white mini skirt, sliding it down. "You're the cutest, softest, prettiest girl I have ever seen. Look at this outfit," he laughed with pure adoration. "Fuck, so cute."

Toying with your pink lace panties that were now exposed, he smiled. "You know, you dressed really cute for today's date." He caressed your clit, biting his lip before looking up at you as your hips started to squirm. "You're soaking your panties just because of a little touch, baby."

You scoffed and grew defensive, pouting, "No, I'm not! They were like that already!" Your face flushed, and he laughed, shaking his head as he looked down at you in disbelief and amusement. "Don't lie to me, I know I have an effect on you."

You rolled your eyes, "shut up and fuck me already." He laughed and removed your shirt to reveal your pink lace bra with a small pink satin bow in the middle. "Is that a challenge? You were being shy a second ago, where did that all go?"

You stammered, pink in the face, "I- I just- stop! You're doing this on purpose. You know how to speak. It's not fair," your voice took on a small whine. Your body was tensing, making him notice.

"Hey, hey, easy, y/n. Stress isn't good for the baby," He laughed.

"What baby?"

"You. You're the baby."

You immediately punched him before realizing he was trying to distract you from the fact that this was your first time. It made you feel a little more at ease, but you were still a bit tense. The car inside was getting a bit cold, and Seonghwa was already unbuttoning his pants, showing his Chrome Hearts boxers.

As you slid off your panties, a string stayed attached, showing just how wet you really were. You ran two fingers through your pussy, opening your core before showing just how pink it was. He was too busy undoing his belt to see your lewd actions. When you cleaned your fingers, licking them, he laughed. "You're so fucking lewd, I love it."

Your core was still slick, and as he looked down at it, he smiled. "It's such a pretty little pussy, you've been hiding all this from me?" That made you throb ever so slightly, and get wetter. You kept your bra on for a bit more, meanwhile he pushed his jeans down a bit. He didn't want to scare you by stripping fully just yet.

As he wrapped your legs around his waist, he looked up at you. "Remember, you can say no anytime." With a small exhale, he started to push only the tip in, looking down at his movements. You gasped and braced yourself, your manicured toes curling slightly. "...Ow."

That made him stop, "Are you okay?" He searched your face, caressing your cheek. "It just feels big. I think I'm still tense, I don't- I don't know!" You were starting to feel frustrated. Meanwhile he started to caress your clit to relax you, cooing softly. "It's okay, princess. It's your first time, You're doing nothing wrong."

As your center got wet even more because of him, he was able to slide in easily. "That's it, pretty girl." He reached the hilt and bit his lip, groaning, "nngh, yes, that's my girl. Your pretty pussy is so tight." He couldn't fight the urge to move his hips, maintaining a small rhythm.

As he angled his hips, you whimpered slightly, already starting to feel good. With each deep and slow thrust, you were getting super close, his dick practically grinding against your g-spot. "Oh my god," you exhaled sharply, your eyes rolling back, and your head tossing back against the seat. He groaned, going a bit faster, making your back arch.

"Seonghwa, fuck," you whimpered, your hips moving. You started to whine as he went faster, making your back arch. He pulled you down by your hips, smiling. "Look at you, princess. You're so fucking pretty like this." He started to grind his hips, hitting that good, sweet spot. You were too fucked out to feel it, but your body was spilling onto Seonghwa.

He saw the white, sticky mess and laughed. "It's a good thing the blanket is under us, hm?" He bit his lip, a small whimper escaping. You were gripping him at this point, and he wanted to pull out, but fuck it also felt so good. "Hmngh, fuck. Please tell me you're on the pill. Please, please....!"

You nodded, out of breath, "I am. Yes, yes, I am." That answer was everything, and he whimpered, spilling in you entirely. You both saw white, your bodies sucking each other in as you dragged out your orgasms. Nobody spoke to each other for the next few minutes. He kissed your tummy above your navel piercing, smiling.

"Remind me to clean you up. I'm so... tired." He shuddered, nuzzling into your tummy before drifting. You dared to move, smiling, "Okay."

To Be Continued...

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Pairing : Mingi x Reader

Genre : Smut

WC : 1.5k

Warnings : P in V sex, porn w/o plot, squirting (lots) , fingering, pet names, oral (f recieving), moment of restraint, dirty talk, its just filthy lol

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Mingi and you fit together like a lock and key. Everything about him complimented you perfectly, and vice versa. Both of your weaknesses and strengths offset each other. When the world seemed to want to swallow you whole, he was the light that brought you back. In return, your arms were always open, a safe place for him to run. He’d even take you to go see the cliche movies you loved so much, but on the condition you’d go dancing with him over the weekend. It was like you two had known each other in your previous lives, having beaten the odds and found each other once again. 

That's how you’d ended up here. Completely bare in front of him, your legs spread, sitting up while resting on your palms. You were grateful the chemistry between you two extended into the bedroom, because Mingi made your body do things you didn’t even know existed. Your hips buck slightly as his tongue laps at your folds, the sounds coming from him lewd and obscene. Three of his long fingers are buried inside you, pressing against a spot that makes you whine loudly. A thin layer of sweat coated your body as you were unknowingly pushing him harder against your core. Your body is tight, eager for release.

“C’mon baby, relax for me…” His words are barely audible between your legs but you do as he says. With a deep breath, your calves relax, your leg stops shaking and the grip on his hair loosens.His mouth latches onto your clit, swirling his tongue on the sensitive nub while his fingers consider. His fingers coax more of your arousal from you, his palm collecting what he can’t lick up.

A strange feeling in your stomach suddenly alerts you. It's…deeper, almost. You’ve never felt this before, and are unsure as to what it is. If you had to describe it, it would be close to needing to use the restroom. That's the last thing you want to happen. Slightly embarrassed, you attempt to push Mingi's head from between your legs, only to have his tongue flick quickly against your clit. “M-Mingi…fuck…wait, stop, I…” Your words fade into moans as you continue your attempt to get him to listen, only for him to speed up.

“Let go, it’s okay.” His free hand rubs small circles on your thigh as he murmurs against your skin. Unable to hold back anymore, you let whatever this is engulf you.

Your eyes roll as the most intense feeling of pleasure overtakes you. Tears prick your eyes, blurring the image of Mingi between your legs. You can feel your pussy flexing around his fingers, pulling him in deeper, urging him to continue his prodding on your g-spot. The pleasure only grows, your hands fisting the sheets. In one moment, it feels like your entire body is floating as your pussy squirts onto Mingi's face. His lips seal tightly over you, drinking you in yet he doesn’t lighten his movements. It feels endless. He’s like a man starved, his tongue and fingers devouring everything you give him. Unable to hold yourself up, you fall back onto the bed, tears staining your cheeks. 

“Fuck Mingi I-” Your sentence is cut off by his hand over your mouth. He's sitting up on your right side now, his fingers still buried inside you. At some point while he was in between your legs, his grey sweats had disappeared, his cock rock hard and leaking onto the sheets. Whatever happened to you seemed like it lit a fire in him. His pupils blown wide, his lips wet and swollen, Mingi's voice seems deeper somehow as his eyes lock with yours. His thick fingers begin to move inside you once more and you whine into his palm, your hand gripping his wrist. 

“Oh honey, I have 4 fingers in you now, you feel that?” He moves them roughly against your walls, beginning to thrust them into you again. “Now, you're going to squirt for me again, hm? Can you do that for me, pretty girl? Make a mess for me?” His words are soft, the exact opposite of his fingers roughly thrusting into you. When you nod, he removes his other hand from your face. It joins his other hand between your legs, rubbing your sensitive clit in swift circles.

If your eyes could roll any further back into your head, they would. It's all too much. You’ve never felt your pussy flutter like this before, and the stimulation to your clit only deepens the pleasure. You can physically feel yourself leaking onto his hand and the bed. Each thrust of his hand splashes droplets of you onto your thighs. It's an absolutely filthy sight, Mingi completely ruining your pussy with 4 fingers, his other hand quickly strumming your clit as you grip the sheets, threatening to tear them.

The same feeling as before sneaks up on you too quickly. There's no fighting it this time, the pleasure completely engulfing you. The first time you were holding back. Now you're embracing it, gushing past Mingi's hand. Suddenly, his fingers are removed from inside you but he doesn't even give you a moment to process the loss before his open hand is strumming your pussy, applying harsh pressure onto your clit. His other hand grips your chin, forcing your mouth open so he can slide his wet fingers against your tongue. The taste is barely salty, not really tasting like anything, but his digits quiet your screams as just the movements of his hand on your clit drive you over the edge again.

“Good girl…You fucking soaked the bed baby…Fuck…” Mingi removes his hand from between your legs and your mouth, leaving you completely empty. Your legs slam shut, your hips still bucking softly as small aftershocks hit you. He has the biggest grin on his face as he tilts his head. He lifts the hand that was inside you, showing you it's absolutely drenched. You can physically see the wheels turning in his head while he speaks. “Let me try something. Open your mouth.” 

At this point you're completely out of it, so you obey without question. He leans over, bringing his hand up above your face. “Stick out your tongue.” Another instruction mindlessly followed. Mingi smirks at your obedience before he flicks his wrist experimentally, drops of you landing onto your cheeks and tongue. Your wordless answer is to giggle as he repeats, only harder this time, your face peppered with the proof of your actions.

“My messy girl.” Instead of wiping his hand clean, he wraps it around his shaft, hissing as he strokes himself with your squirt acting as lube. At the same time, he forces your legs open, kneeling between them. Your body reacts without much thought or care for how sensitive you are, arching your hips up so his length grinds against your slit. When Mingi grabs your hips and forces your legs onto his shoulders, he leans over, folding you in half. 

“You’re gonna give me one more, okay baby? I know you can.” His sentence is punctuated with his cock thrusting into you, filling you to the brim in one move. Your hands search for something to grip, landing on his shoulders, digging your nails into his skin. Your body rocks as he thrusts relentlessly into you, squelching sounds coming from between you. It should embarrass you, but it spurs you on, your pussy tightening around him. Both of you covered in sweat, your loud moans and whimpers echoing off the walls. When Mingi looked down, he saw your pussy creaming on his cock, white pooling at the base of his shaft. He growls and his pace only picks up.

“Thats it, c’mon baby..” From this angle his cock is pounding into that same sensitive spot relentlessly, building that same sensation, your body locking once again. With one rough thrust, you're thrown over the cliff. The difference? The angle. Each thrust of Mingi's cock pushes more out of you, onto his waist and your thighs. He's groaning as he fights against your tightening cunt, his own orgasm building as he continues. Your mouth agape in a silent scream, your head thrown nearly fully back, you look gorgeous like this. Completely ruined for him. When your voice catches up to you, you let out a guttural groan, and that's what finishes him. He slams into you, staying there as his cock twitches inside you. Filling your cunt while he shakes between your legs.

After a moment, he speaks, panting between words. “Youre amazing, holy shit…Such a good girl, taking everything I give you…” His hand brushes your hair out of your face as he lets your legs off his shoulders, resting them on either side of his body. You feel like you’ve been drained of everything, unable to find the words to express what you're feeling. Mingi leans forward, resting his head on your chest while his cock softens and slips out of you. 

Deciding to shower after you both can breathe normally, you sigh, running your fingers through his hair. He hums in response. And just like everything else, the two of you fit together, as if you were the missing puzzle pieces that’d finally found their way home.

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One Drop Down | Seonghwa × Reader

Disclaimer: This fanfic contains a lot of mature language, sexual content, and mentions of alcohol, drugs, and mature subjects. Read at your own risk. Minors, please do not interact.

Part 3

As you two stood in line, you looked over at him. "I can't see the prices. People are blocking the view." Before you could step out of line, he lifted you by your ribs, "can you see now?" Your heart flipped twice like a coin before nodding.

"Food is all seven dollars, and the drinks are five, but the only expensive stuff are the ice cream and cotton candy, which are ten." You tried to read again before he placed you down carefully, "I'll get cotton candy." That made you laugh, "Hwa, didn't you just eat?"

"What? I need to eat so I can grow big and strong," he smiled wide before you rolled your eyes and scoffed. "You're twenty-five fucking years old." That made him shrug, smiling as he looked down at you. "So?! It's our one night out where the weather is nice and not frying us like eggs on a pan."

You laughed and nodded before looking at the menu again. "Can I get ice cream? It's a bit humid, and I want to cool down." Immediately, he pulled out his wallet to check his cash. "I only have ten dollars, y/n." You went quiet, "Oh." For a minute, you wanted to retreat, but then you'd look like you were guilt tripping, so you had to speak up, which didn't help your case. "Don't get me anything. The park closes soon anyway."

He smiled to himself before tucking you into his side, walking to the consession window. "Hi, yes, can I get a vanilla ice cream?" Your heart dropped before the woman nodded, putting it into the system, "Is that gonna be it?" Seonghwa nodded, smiling politely before passing her a crisp ten. Before you could walk away with him, he stayed at the window, "Sorry, I'll take the cotton candy too."

The worker nodded, typing on the keypad before turning back to him, "Sir, I will inform you we have different shapes. Heart, star, classic, and bear head." Seonghwa smiled before laughing, "I'll take the heart." After a few minutes, he jogged back to you. "Here's your ice cream, little lady."

You looked up from your phone before laughing, "I thought you said you didn't have-" "I have my card, dummy. I was just messing with you." He gave you a kiss on the cheek before stroking your head like a dog. "Ready to sit?"

"Actually, we can go home, I'm a bit tired," you murmured before he nodded and interlaced his hand with yours, dragging you to the entrance of the amusement park. As you two walked, you shared your sweet treats, likely hitting a sugar high soon.

When you reached the car, he didn't immediately open the door. Instead, he took your ice cream from you. "Hey!" You tried to grab it, but he held it over his head. "Not so fast, I deserve a kiss for taking you out today." He waited, looking down at you.

You flushed instantly before giving him a small peck. He scoffed and rolled his eyes, "Come on, that was nothing!" He lowered your ice cream before pushing the cone against his neck, making it drip and make a mess. "Clean it up. With your mouth."

With a scoff, you rolled your eyes, "No!" He laughed and challenged you with a look of his eyes. "Come on, or I'll leave you in the parking lot."

Reluctantly, you started to lick at his neck, hoping this humiliation ritual would end soon. As you cleaned up the cool cream from his neck, he moaned slightly. Pulling away, you were flushed before he pulled you back in. You laughed and moved back to his neck, continuing to clean him up.

The parking lot was empty, considering everyone was inside the park, and he used that to his advantage. As your mouth sucked and licked at his neck, his hand subconsciously moved to his cock, palming himself through his jeans. You didn't notice, continuing. "Mmph, y/n, it feels so good," he groaned.

You pulled away, laughing, "Hwa, let's go home, please." As you turned to unlock the door, he whined, whispering behind you. "I- I can't drive." Immediately you turned, concerned and oblivious, "why not? Are you okay?"

He grabbed your jaw and kissed you roughly, moaning into the kiss. Seonghwa didn't care that people were around or that the ice cream made the side of his body sticky now. All he cared about was being inside you, even if that meant moving too fast from first kiss to home run.

As he continued to kiss you, one hand moved to the back of your neck, and the other pulled you closer by your waist. Panting, he pulled away, "Please. Please, y/n, please." You didn't know what to say, looking up at him. "Please, y/n, I need to be inside you. Please. I can't take it anymore."

Your face flushed, your skin felt hot, and your stomach was twisting into knots like someone was trying to untangle your organs. You couldn't speak, looking up at him like he was speaking a whole made-up language. "You... you said what?"

By this second, he was already sexually frustrated. He looked at you, pleading, "Come on! Don't play stupid with me right now!" He looked like he was two seconds away from crying, so you grabbed his keys and unlocked the doors to the backseat. Climbing in, you pushed the seats down, creating a flat top.

"Seonghwa, there's no blankets and-" "The windows are tinted. It's fucking dark out. Do you expect someone to realize we're fucking in a car at night?" He narrowed his eyes down at you, only to scoff and move to grab a condom from the center console.

"Seonghwa, I was just saying that-" "You're stalling, y/n. I don't like my meals to be waved in my face." That made your face heaten up even more. You were breathless, unable to look away from his eyes. "I'm a virgin," your mouth spoke faster than your mind. He looked at you, and his eyes widened imperceptibly.

"Oh."

"Shit, what did you say that for?!"

To Be Continued...

Author's Note:

Seonghwa, you're gonna be the death of me bro 😭 JUST GO FOR IT ALREADY. ALSO, Y/N, STOP HESITATING.

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Forever Wild | Hongjoong × Reader

Disclaimer: This fanfic contains a lot of mature language, sexual content, and mentions of alcohol, drugs, and mature subjects. Read at your own risk. Minors, please do not interact.

Part 7

You pushed Hongjoong off, groaning. "Nngh, what is wrong with you?" You glared, unable to even think due to his audacity. He had the nerve to look bashful, and you scoffed. "Do you realize how much you put me through since I woke up? And then you have the fucking audacity to try and fuck me so I can forget about it?"

He stayed quiet, hand resting on the nape of his neck before he laughed nervously. "I was trying to protect you, so do not get mad at me for your corrupt version of the story." Oh, how that pissed you off even more. "Corrupt version? Oh, I'm sorry, Mr. Kim, for not understanding your idea of a joke."

You huffed and turned away before he went quiet. As you laid down and your back faced him, he knew he had to be truthful. "Y/n, I did it because I'm scared. You don't understand what goes on in my club. I thought that keeping you safe in Blue Haven's basement was the right way to go, but I acted on a whim. I realized I scared you, and that's completely opposite of what I was trying to do."

"My club? It has people you won't even begin to believe attending. There's mafia, there's women being sold, there's-" "Crime and prostitution? Yeah, I know." You cut him off, never once turning your body to acknowledge him. "I have been in your club three times at most. The air quality is pure, but the acts inside aren't. Don't act like I'm some person worth hiding the truth from."

He was taken aback, unsure of how to continue before you did it for him. "You think I'm going to stay innocent forever? I know the bad in the world, Hongjoong. It's an inevitable experience of life. Shadows lurk everywhere, even in the dark. I know my way if you let me keep shining. But right now, you dimmed my light with this stupid act of yours."

"How am I supposed to feel protected when the one person I find myself seeking comfort from is the same person who tied me up and smothered me in the basement of his club? I don't think you understand just how bad you make your life out to be. If people want to kill you, why are we even associated?"

The air grew cold before he finally found his words. "Because I love you. Because you're my best friend and we've known each other for years. How am I supposed to protect you when you're too stubborn to realize that my world is so hard to navigate? You're my lifeline in a pool of sharks, y/n. You pull me back to safety just when I think I'm about to die."

He rested on your chest and sighed, tears collecting. "Everything I do is for you, baby. Everything. I'm so sorry I didn't articulate it better. It made me look like a shitty friend, and that's now what I strive to he. I want to be the friend you wake up next to in the mornings, the one you shower with, the one you fuck."

You huffed and pushed him off. "Don't give me that bullshit after you tied me up." You felt yourself getting more frustrated, only for him to slip down without a moment's notice. He didn't tell you what he was doing, going down your body. And once he reached his destination, he took off the black scrap of lace that covered you.

You didn't get to think as he pulled you down, opening your legs to him. "Joong," you gasped, wanting to scold him. He ignored you and looked down at your slick core. You scoffed and closed your legs before he looked up at you, "You don't want this?"

You hesitated, "I'm still mad at you."

He laughed and shrugged, "Then let me make it up to you."

With a roll of your eyes, a smile on your face, you let him open you up again before his tongue lapped at the slick essence covering your core. He held your thighs on either side of his head, his arms wrapped around while his hands planted on your inner thighs. He was really possessing you so you wouldn't move or squirm away.

Your hand moved to his hair, your hips slightly squirming. He moaned slightly, the heat of his breath hitting your body. As he moved to the most sensitive spot of your core, you gasped and struggled with the concept of breathing. Meanwhile, he was biting and eating away at you like a man starved.

"Fuck, forgive me, because I don't think I could ever be away from this sweet pussy." He ran his tongue up your slick folds, making you gasp and arch off the bed. Instinctively, you tried to close your legs, but he took that as a sign to deepen his licks, finally sucking on your most sensitive spot. You whimpered finally, trying to push his head away, but he was stronger than you, sucking harder.

"Joong, I'm gonna..." You tried to speak, only to sound like a mumbling, incoherent mess. He smiled against your folds, "you're so fucking sweet." He used his thumb to play with your clit while he quite literally tongue fucked you. You saw white in a matter of seconds, his tongue taking you to heaven and back.

He held your hips as you whined loudly, squirming imperceptibly due to the aftershocks, "That's it, come back to me, baby." You pushed his head back down, somewhat encouraging him to draw out your orgasm. He smiled and kissed softly, teasing your aching flesh.

"You're okay, trust me, y/n," he kissed your inner thigh before looking up at you. "Am I forgiven?"

"Yes."

TO BE CONTINUED...

Author's note:

Let's not pay attention to the fact that I'm pumping out fics, updating within the same day. I could never stick to a schedule because I'm too eager to show everyone my ideas the same day. 😭

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One Drop Down | Seonghwa × Reader

Disclaimer: This fanfic contains a lot of mature language, sexual content, and mentions of alcohol, drugs, and mature subjects. Read at your own risk. Minors, please do not interact.

Part 2

After the spinning teacups, your stomach growled slightly. You turned to Seonghwa, who was already dragging you to the hot dog stand. "I'm fucking hungry, y/n." He pulled out his silver AMEX card and looked over at you. "What do you want to eat?"

You hesitated and tilted your head, "What?" He immediately laughed and pointed to the menu above the concession windows. "Nachos, hot dogs, churros, and fries are all seven dollars. Drinks are five, what do you want?"

You felt a shiver creep up your spine before pausing, "I could go for a hotdog, I'm not that hungry." Immediately, he smiled and stroked your scalp, pulling you into his side. "Anything else?"

Fuck, he was so touchy tonight, and you felt your body insistently wanting you to weep.

"No, I'm okay," your voice went quiet. He nodded before ordering for the both of you. Right as you tried to step away to find a table, he grabbed your waist, "Wait, pick your drink." You felt the tears start to peek from behind your eyes. "Pepsi. I'll be right back," you smiled before rushing to the bathroom.

Seeing there was a line of people waiting, you went to a dark corner of the amusement park, starting to cry. You didn't understand it at all. Why wasn't it easy to just tell your own best friend you wanted him all to yourself? You can't just flat out and tell him you think about kissing him every single time he touches you.

As you continued to cry, muffled by rides and hidden by shadows, Seonghwa texted you.

Seonghwa: Where are you? [9:23 pm]

Looking down at your phone, you turned it back off before the tears fell again. "God, you don't understand, Seonghwa! How could you? You're my best friend!"

After a few minutes, you wiped your face and composed yourself, going back to the table where he sat with your food. He was enjoying his nachos when he looked up at you. "Are you okay? It's been seven minutes since you were gone. And why are your eyes puffy? Did you cry?"

You smiled and laughed breathlessly, shaking your head. "No, there was a line! And I kept sneezing due to my allergies." He scoffed and murmured, "if you say so. However, I don't believe it. I know my y/n, and I know she's lying to me."

You smiled and shook your head before taking a bite of your hotdog, "Nope, no lies here." Chewing your food, you zoned out, unaware he was staring at you.

He noticed the glimmer in your eyes, the way you looked a bit relieved, but still tense. And with a sudden movement, he caressed your cheek. "Y/n, are you okay? Seriously?" There went your heart again.

You nodded and finished your food before downing your soda. "I'm okay, I promise. If I had something to say, I would tell you."

He laughed and shook his head, "So you're hiding something? Normally, you'd just say yes, but that little response of yours says otherwise." Your stomach spun into knots while he grabbed your chin to make you look up at him. "Don't lie to me, y/n."

You sighed and shrugged indifferently before looking around, "Sky trams! Let's do those!" You dragged him towards the way of the ride, only to be in a line with other people. The tram went throughout the park, making it a slow and easy ride. It was high up in the air, letting you overlook the view of the park.

As you two were ushered to a tram, you sat down and let them put the guard rail on. Finally, you begain being dragged up by the tilted wires. Checking the time on your phone, you tried to calm your nerves. You know this was the moment to talk, but your anxiety wouldn't let you.

Finally, as you began drifting by the wires, you turned to look at him. He was admiring the view when you turned, and you got to sneak in a stare before sighing deeply. "You can do this, y/n," you told yourself.

Hesitating, you spoke slowly and quietly, "Seonghwa, I have to tell you something." He turned to look at you, checking your face. "Scared?" You immediately smiled and shook your head, "no! No, definitely not. It's so beautiful up here, especially since we can see the amusement park lights."

You rambled on, but he listened anyway before you noticed. "Anyway, I want to get something off my chest." You paused, gathering your words while he grabbed your hand and interlaced your fingers together. "Tell me anything."

You smiled and nodded before trying again. "I've liked you for a while, and I have been wanting to tell you, but I'm just too scared to. I don't want to ruin the friendship we have just because I can't keep my eyes off you. We've been friends for three years, but I have been irrevocably in love with you for twelve fucking months."

You felt yourself tearing up, looking down at your intertwined hands. "I just think about kissing you and taking you out on dates. I think about waking up next to you, and nights we could spend together. But I feel like my mind won't slow down, and fuck..." you exhaled sharply, which sounded more like a sob.

He smiled and hugged you, hiding your face in his neck. "Oh my god, y/n. That is both the most silliest and cutest thing you have said tonight." He stroked your hair and kissed the crown of your head, resting his chin against the top. "I want you to know that you're safe, and you're okay. And if it makes you feel better..."

The air turned crisp before he laughed and shook his head. "Never mind..." Immediately you picked your head up, "that's not fair! I told you my deepest, darkest secret. It's your turn to tell me something."

He sighed and paused, and when you rolled your eyes, looking up to scold him, he kissed you. The kiss was soft, sweet, answering your demand for you. He tasted of adrenaline and a sticky cherry slush from when we ate.

As you finished freezing up, you pulled him in deeper, your lips parting before he slowly licked into your mouth, tasting the very essence of you. To him, you tasted of Cherry Pepsi, making him moan softly. His hand moved to your hair, tilting your head back as he deepened the kiss.

Suddenly, your tram turned, and you two pulled away, flushed. Catching your breath, you looked away, not wanting to look at him. Meanwhile, he was smiling, his lips buzzing from the kiss, a deeper shade of pink.

Your face was powdered pink, your lips were a flushed shade of pink, and your heart jumped around in your chest. Taking a second to mentally process everything, he tucked you into his side. "So, cotton candy, huh," He laughed, watching as the tram hit the ground. The guard rail went up, and he started to drag you to the concessions again.

To Be Continued...

Author's note:

I really hope this chapter didn't sound too, too descriptive or rushed. I also hope y/n takes advantage of tonight. Someone has to make the next move! 🙄🤔😫

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Part 1

You entered the amusement park after grabbing tickets, the sun had already gone down, and the screams echoed throughout the park. Looking around, you tried to figure out which ride you wanted to go on first. Behind you, your best friend of three years, Seonghwa, had wrapped his arms around your waist, "scared?"

"Tch, me? Scared?" You smiled, looking up at him over your shoulder. "I'm just... taking it in."

Seonghwa was the definition of a perfect friend, always taking you out, gifting you things, supporting you when you needed it. Today was a simple hangout, considering you two wanted to get out of the house. Now here you were, escaping the troubles of being freshly twenty-one. Your birthday was two weeks ago, and you were barely celebrating your birthday with him... again.

Dragging Seonghwa, you laughed and headed towards the first ride. It was a water ride. You'd go up the tracks, take a small turn, then crash into the water below, creating a huge splash before the tracks brought you to the entrance again.

As we waited in line, you had thoughts swirling in your head. You liked Seonghwa a lot. But you never really chose to tell him about it, let alone show it. So when he touched you, whether that'd be back hugs or playing with your hair, your heart would jump out of your chest, begging to pull towards him.

As the line shrank, he noticed you were spaced out, tugging at a strand of your silky, chocolate brown hair. "Hey, weirdo, you're drifting on me, and the ride hasn't even had us yet." He laughed and looked down at you, tilting his head. "Are you nervous about the ride? We can always get out of line and-"

"I'm fine, just preparing," you lied through your teeth before he nodded, backing off. "If you say so, y/n." Soon, you two entered a cart, picking the very front. As he put your phone in his cargo pants pocket, he looked over at you. "I'll ensure your phone doesn't get mistreated by a little water."

Smiling, you nodded and intertwined hands without even realizing it. "And I suppose I should trust you?" He immediately scoffed and laughed, "Hey, I'm being the nicest friend ever and putting your phone first. Give me that, at least."

As the ride ascended up the tracks, you overlooked the amusement park and its many lights, only for Seonghwa to pull you into his side. Shit... your heart did a small somersault. As you looked over at him, he was too busy looking at the ferris wheel, smiling.

Without a moment's hesitation, the ride plunging down and forward, a huge splash of water soaking you two. Seonghwa laughed and looked down at you, "Ah, there's that little wet rat I mentioned in line." You returned his laugh, shaking your head. "Fuck you, I do not look like a wet rat, if anything that's all you."

He smiled before helping you off the cart when the safety bar raised. Stepping onto the cement floor, you two exited together and moved to the next ride. This one was like a swing, connected to a large metal pole with chains that attached to your seats. You would buckle yourselves in, and the swings would spin out, letting you enjoy the view of the amusement park without moving too fast.

As you two entered the ride with other people, you chose to sit behind Seonghwa. As the worker went around checking to make sure everyone was safely chained in, I stayed quiet and zoned out. Seonghwa must have noticed because he spoke over his shoulder.

"Stop drifting, talk to me, hm?" He teased, reaching back to let you hold his hand. "It's kind of hard to hold hands when the chairs are spaced out," you laughed. He smiled in return before the ride started. And as you spun around the pole in the air, looking at the view, your mind raced.

"You have to tell him tonight, y/n. He won't know unless you tell him. What if he feels the same way as you? Maybe Seonghwa likes you, then you could-"

Cut off from your thoughts, Seonghwa spoke over his shoulder with a smile, "I think we should do the roller coasters next." You immediately smiled and awkwardly laughed, "Yeah, we should. Just not the scary ones."

He laughed and shrugged, "Not the scary ones. It wouldn't make sense, considering we're both scared of the sudden drops and loops." You immediately rolled your eyes and groaned, "Don't even get me started on that. We'll avoid some of them, I promise."

As the ride stopped, he unlatched himself before helping you. As he got the chains off the safety rail, he helped you up. "Let's go, y/n, I want to hit up the spinning rides." You immediately paused and looked amused, "you said coasters first. Are you chickening out now?"

Scoffing, he pouted, "No! I just want to drag out this feeling of contentment before we jumble our organs." You laughed and dragged him to the next ride. The spinning tea cups were full of laughing and screaming visitors. As you two waited in line, you caught yourself staring at his face. He was busy scouting a tea cup, trying to get the most mild one.

You admired his eyes, the ones that sparkled every single fucking time he looked at you. You admired his beautiful broad nose, his face framing brows, and finally, those pink, soft, plump lips of his. The ones you dared yourself to kiss but never acted upon. As he turned to you, you looked away instantly, trying to focus on the line.

He smiled and tucked you into his side, "Take a photo, it'll last longer, y/n." Immediately you rolled your eyes and groaned, "ugh, as if. You're not even that cute." Oh, shit.

"Cute? You called me cute," he laughed before you shook your head. "Cute is subjective. Be quiet." You walked into the platform of the ride carts as the worker opened the gate. Picking a teacup, you both sat, and you waited as he chained the small gate to the ride itself.

As the ride started to spin after a few minutes, you felt yourself getting dizzy and started laughing. "Damn, I'm already weak," you mumbled before he reached out, moving you towards him. As the ride kept spinning, he had you in his side again, tucking your head into his neck. "Just relax, I'll help you up when it's over."

Part 2

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I'm excited to write the next part already!!!

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Part 6

You woke up with a sudden jolt, the air was hot, and your sweat made your hair cling to your skin. As you took a second to open your eyes, you realized the air felt suffocating. You immediately opened your eyes and looked around. The air was dusty, the smell of cigarettes hit your nose, and you were... tied up.

Immediately, you tried to squirm around, panicking. You tried to scream for help, but your mouth was gagged with a white cloth, your arms were tied behind you, the chair feeling hard under your thighs. You wanted to kick, but your ankles were tied together to the chair.

After what felt like forever, which was really two minutes, you gave up. Your chest heaved as you breathed, and your wrists were red from the amount of moving and jostling. Suddenly, the door of the room opened, and to your surprise, it was Hongjoong.

You immediately glared before he laughed and sat in front of you, looking at you amused. "Don't be so dramatic, y/n, you're not in trouble." He smiled and got up, walking over to you before he mockingly caressed your lip, taking the gag out. A string of saliva connected before he smiled and wiped your mouth.

Immediately you glared harder, "What the fuck is going on?! Why am I here?! What did you do?"

"Relax, y/n," he laughed before caressing your chin, looking into your eyes. "I have to talk to you about-" "About what?! You tie me up, you gag me, and now you're telling me you just want to talk?" You cut him off, your voice raising. "Where am I?"

Your voice grew ragged before he tried to shush you, but you yelled. "Where am I? What did I do? Why am I tied up?" You were screaming before he shut you up, stifling your oxygen as he used the white cloth. After a few seconds of fighting, you passed out, your head hanging forward. "Behave."

You woke a few hours later, still tied up. By now, your legs, thighs, and arms were numb. Your back hurt like crazy, your hair was messy, and your throat hurt from the screaming earlier. Before you could even scoff at the situation you were in, you saw a camera in the top left corner of the room. You tilted your head back before spitting the gag out with force. "Oh, so you're watching me now? Fuck you."

You glared at the camera before Hongjoong walked in a few seconds later. "I see you're awake, and you have a mouth?" He began to untie your ankles, and as soon as you felt blood flow, you kicked him as hard as you could in his groin.

"And I have legs too, asshole," you glared down at him as he doubled over to clutch himself. "Fucking get up and untie me before I beat your face next. I'm not playing these fucking games, Hongjoong." You furrowed your brows, your face feeling hot from the anger.

Slowly, he got up and untied your arms. Meanwhile you huffed, "How the fuck did I get involved in your mess?" A minute passed, then two, then three, before he simply walked out the door. You yelled and threw the rope at the door, "what the fuck, Kim Hongjoong?!

When he came back in a minute later, he was holding a plate of food. It contained a roll of bulgogi gimbap. As he tried to feed you, you slapped the plate out of his hands, then slapped him across the face. "Fuck you. Answer me before you even think about feeding me."

He sighed and grabbed the chair from before, sitting down as he looked up at you. You grabbed his jaw and spoke again, warning. "Lie to me, and I swear, Hongjoong, I'm not afraid of you."

Hesitating, he sighed and looked away, gently taking your hand off his jaw. "You're in Blue Haven's basement. You were tied up because I couldn't risk leaving you at home. If they knew who I was staying with-"

"So you kidnapped me and brought me to the club's basement for safety?! Do you understand how stupid you sound?!" You groaned and pushed him out of the way before opening the door, running up the stairs and past patrons. You didn't even wait for Hongjoong. You simply just left.

As soon as you got home, you slammed your bedroom door and shut off your phone. Crying into the pillow, you didn't realize you forgot to lock your door, so Hongjoong followed you in. When he found you, he immediately straddled your back and hugged you, nuzzling into your neck. "I'm sorry, baby."

You ignored him, traumatized from the incident, considering you panicked more than you cared to admit. And as he noticed, he moved to kiss the sweet spot of your neck, "Please forgive me, y/n, please."

When you didn't answer, he kissed your neck a bit more, his hands exploring your back before slipping under your body, only to caress your chest. "Talk to me, princess, please. Or, don't. I can make it up to you, actually."

He slightly cupped the swells of your chest, kissing the other side of his neck. You were annoyed at this point, but the kisses against your skin were like loud whispers to your inner thoughts. You couldn't think, and you knew you couldn't fight him if you wanted to.

Lost in thought, you didn't feel his hand snaking down, leaning into his kiss. "I'm sorry, baby doll, I really am," he spoke. His voice sounded more like a whimper, making your body shiver slightly. And as his hand cupped you through your black sweats, you froze. "Joong- I-"

He didn't say anything, rubbing his hand against the fabric a bit before he flipped you over. Looking down at you, he tilted his head, "Don't be mad at me, y/n. It hurts me to see you so upset."

Part 7

Author's note:

Despite being sleep deprived, the ideas keep coming, and I can not stop writing. Also, I see some of you guys talking about you cried with the last chapter, and I love hearing about that. Thank you for reading my series, and I hope you continue supporting me. Thank you, little stars ⭐️🥺

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1. Soft and sweet kisses with Wooyoung before he absolutely eats the fuck out of you :)

2. As you kept playfully fighting with Wooyoung, he suddenly grabbed your hips and pulled you up to his face, smiling. "Oh, we're gonna be like that? Hmm, I'll show you exactly what happens when pretty girls try to hit me."

3. You had been catering to Wooyoung's every whim, so it was time he paid you back for being such a good girl, and he knew exactly how to do that.

4. Wooyoung just really loves to eat you out, making the cutest shapes with his tongue, driving you over your peak, reaching the highest point of ecstacy.

5. Oh, how sex with Wooyoung always left you breathless and a whiny mess. You will never deny how much you love it when he manhandles you, though.

6. It was your birthday, and as you went out with friends to celebrate, Wooyoung decided to send you a video of your gift that would be waiting for you at home.

7. Wooyoung decided to satisfy you with his pretty fingers, overthrowing you into an ecstacy-induced subby mess.

8. You received a video from Wooyoung one night while he was away, somewhere in a hotel for tour. Curious, you opened the link to see his beautiful figure and rolled your eyes with a smile, "Of course you would send me this..."

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Part 5

After your bath together, the day had been busy, given that he had to work at the club and set everything up with his team. As he packed food for his break, you sat on the couch, folding laundry. Folding a pair of socks, you didn't realize he approached until he was sitting on the arm of the couch.

"Hey, so work is going to be busy. Can you manage to behave while I'm gone?" He caressed your cheek with his thumb, looking down at you with a soft smile.

"Yes, I can behave. I won't start a fire, I'm not five, Hongjoong." You answered with such sass. He was taken aback.

"Okay, okay! I'm simply asking, y/n," he laughed, shaking him head. "I heard you loud and clear." He picked up a pair of your pretty, blush pink lace panties before pausing, "Are you going to be in these by the time I'm back?"

You laughed and snatched it back, looking at him with a flushed face. "Don't touch my stuff, no. I'm not going to stay up until 5 am just to wait for you to come fuck me." You laughed and shook your head before Hongjoong sighed playfully and dramatically.

"Ah, so you don't love me anymore?" He smiled, only to pout at you a moment after.

"Kim Hongjoong," you scolded playfully. "Don't you have a club to manage?"

"Don't you have clothes to fold?" He teased playfully before getting up to walk away. Fuck, he was so hot when he talked back. You bit your lip imperceptibly before going back to folding clothes.

It was 5:24 AM when Hongjoong got home. His keys jingled as he opened the front door of your two-story house. Quietly entering, he locked the doors behind him, turning off the porch light. "Sick ass behavior," he scoffed, leaving his shoes by the door before moving to the kitchen.

The club had its good and bad days, but especially its bad days. As he opened the cupboard, he grabbed a small, clear shotglass and moved to the mini fridge on top of the kitchen counter, grabbing a bottle of Soju. He twisted the bottle cap open before downing shot after shot.

He didn't care if it was 5am or 5pm. He was pissed off from work today. The problem was that he had patrons coming in to celebrate their birthdays, which wasn't rare. However, he hated the younger patrons. The sick, fuckboys and the fake rich women who honestly looked fourty rather than twenty-four.

He hated freshly turned twenty-one year Olds. He hated women over fifty who assumed that their older age meant they could demand respect. He hated men who went to the club just to find fresh meat to corrupt. He knew every club had a dark side, and despite all his efforts, his club was deep in it.

He just never wanted you to know about the secrets, which constantly ate him alive. How was he supposed to tell you people constantly snuffed out lives in his club? Or how women were constantly being sold from man to man on the VIP balcony? How would he tell you about all the mafia men who scouted for enemies who have only crossed them once?

He was friends with everyone, especially those who were willing to kill him for his precious estate. This life was exhausting, and he wished he could get away from it all, but how could he when you were here at home, waiting for him to return every night?

He downed an eighth shot, his tummy feeling a bit warm, but the effects never hitting hard. As he stood there, he didn't notice you walking over in the darkness of the house until you spoke. "Joong, is everything okay?"

You looked down at the bottle before sighing, "You're drinking?" You grabbed the bottle calmly despite growing frustrated. As you put the half bottle in the fridge, he glared down at you. "Taking things from me? What have I told you?

You were taken aback, looking up at him, "I think you should sleep off the alcohol, you're clearly-" he cut you off. "I'm not anything. Go back to bed." He grabbed your wrist and dragged you to the bedroom before you could even protest, and as you were pushed onto the bed, you looked up at him, hurt.

"I think you should sleep on the couch tonight," Your eyes fell to the floor, trying to hide the tears that threatened to spill. He looked down at you and scoffed, "Fine then, I'll leave, but don't you dare disrespect me again."

As he took his pillow and a blanket, you sat quietly, wiping at the tears that built up, silently praying he wasn't like this when you woke up. It wasn't like him to be so aggressive towards you, and God, did it hurt.

As he moved to the couch, the house went quiet, save for the ruffling of his blanket in the living room and the silent hum of the air conditioner. You sat for a moment more, only to lay down and exhale deeply. "Please, just be honest to me...." You silently prayed before drifting off to sleep.

Part 6

Author's note:

I lowkey need to start writing longer chapters. 😩 But anyway, part 6 is going to be long, sorry, not sorry, little stars.

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Part 4

You woke up the next morning, cold and sore. As you laid there, you realized the sheets were gone, the bed felt bare, and you had a singular fluffy blanket on top of you. As you looked down, you scoffed at the sight. "Why is the bed stripped of its fucking sheets? Did I do that last night?"

As you tried to get up, the blanket fell to reveal your creamy, full chest, and you sighed, covering yourself instantly. "What the fuck is going on?" You got up with a herculean effort before realizing that even your bottom half was exposed too. You took a second to mentally glare at the universe for even challenging you first thing in the morning at 10:00 am before moving to your closet to change.

You wore a lacy and gothic lingerie set in deep burgundy, the bralette and panties finally covering your creamy skin before you headed down to the kitchen to grab food. As you took one step out of the bedroom, Hongjoong looked up from the couch.

"I see you're half dressed? Breakfast is on the counter in the kitchen. There's fruit, waffles, and the basic main dish of eggs, bacon, and sausage. I figured you would be hungry after last night." He got up quickly, shutting off the television before looking over at you, "I'll be drawing your bath while you eat. Take your time."

As he left you in silence, you served yourself and sat at the chairs across the kitchenette. "Why is he acting so nice to me," you asked yourself before biting on a yolk-filled egg, moaning slightly at the perfectly salted surface. "Fuck, this is so good. He may be annoying, but he knows how to cook." You took advantage of the tranquility of the morning before cleaning up after your mess.

Putting the ceramic dish gently in the sink, you made your way to the bathroom where you were met with a resting man in the tub. Hongjoong laid inside, bare as his head rested back against the tile, eyes closed. "Joong, are you okay?" You asked, smiling slightly.

"Never better," he answered calmly, opening his eyes to look up at you. "Join me in the bath? The water is warm, the air is cold, and the summer heat has been long forgotten." He held out his hand, waiting for you to walk over. "Stop hesitating, y/n, that lingerie can go back on, I know you only wore it for thirty minutes."

You laughed and rolled your eyes, "fuck you! You're so cruel to me," you smiled as you walked closer. Taking his hand, you sat at the edge of the bathtub and let him unclasp your bra. Instantly, your soft and medium-sized chest fell smoothly before he looked down at them, then up at you just as quickly.

"This is going to sound... stupid, but I want you to know," he paused as he rested his left hand on your left thigh, mindful of the way you sat. "You're always talking about how you want plastic or cosmetic surgery, but hear me out for one second, y/n."

"You're going to kick my ass sometime later, or maybe even tell me to 'shut the fuck up' and I'll listen, but I need to tell you before it eats me alive." He paused, gathering his thoughts before looking up at you, not your chest, not your lips, but your eyes.

"Your tits are fucking beautiful, as vulgar as it may sound. Shit, have you seen yourself lately? I mean you have, but really see yourself. They're the perfect size, two handfuls of full, creamy flesh that I had the privilege of seeing last night. Sure they're not big like a fucking pornstars's, or as small as any flat-chested person out there, but they're the perfect size."

"Y/n, they fit in your hands for God's sake, maybe a bit bigger even, but they're so pretty! And don't even get me fucking started on your pussy!" Your face flushed as he rolled his eyes and groaned. He immediately noticed and laughed softly before shaking his head.

"You don't need to be tight, or, or bare, or even too much. Your body is your body, okay? Your body knows what it needs, if it's tight because we haven't had sex or not tight because we've been fucking like rabid dogs, who cares? You need to stop worrying about your body."

You stayed quiet, looking down at him before he kept going, caressing your thigh. "It makes me feel hurt when you mention how you don't "know how to use your body like the girls online." Do you even realize there's girls out there who don't even know what it feels like to cum, let alone have a first time?"

"You barely even figured out what felt good yesterday! Don't worry about how wet you are or how you look down there. The function is the same, y/n. You don't buy shampoo for its looks, no, you just use it. I'll compliment you from time to time, but that's because I love you and am willing to spend as much time as I can studying your body."

You were practically tearing up at this point, trying to find your voice. Meanwhile, he continued to space out, still caressing your thigh. "And can we please get the idea that your stretch marks are "ugly" out of your head? You don't look at a zebra and automatically think its stripes are ugly. You don't look at a cheetah and automatically think its patterns are ugly to look at."

"Didn't you say you liked giraffes at one point as a child? I'm willing to bet one hundred fucking percent you never once called a giraffe's marks ugly, so why call your marks ugly? They're part of your body, they show you're growing into this beautiful person."

"Hell, wood has marks, tree bark has jagged lines, rose petals aren't always as perfect as they're drawn, and ocean waves have pretty marks too. Your body is mother nature's gift, and holy fuck do I want to preserve it." He laughed and helped you take your panties off before gently pulling you into the water.

"Can you please just admit for once with your pretty little eyes, your soft lips, and your perfect body that you're beautiful? For me? Please? I just want to hear you say it, even as we're shivering in this now cold as fuck water." He laughed, looking up at you.

You smiled and wiped your eye with your wrist, "I'm beautiful, Hongjoong." You laughed softly, only to start crying before he pulled you into his arms, letting your head rest in his neck. "Damn right, you are. And I'll make sure you know it every day, 'friends' or not."

As you hid in his chest, he drained the water from the tub before filling it with fresh, warm water. After a few minutes of it filling up, he looked over at you. "Okay?"

You nodded and smiled against his neck, "Okay."

"I love you, y/n."

It took a couple of minutes for you to respond as he started to wash your body with a soapy wet cloth.

"I love you, Hongjoong Kim."

Part 5

Author's note:

Guys, I genuinely believe this is my favorite chapter by far. The series is getting food so far, and we're not even halfway in! I hope you all can take Hongjoong’s advice, my little stars. You are all so beautiful, so please don't ever be so harsh on yourselves, okay? We only live once, so let's preserve and love our temples, even if nobody else comes to worship it. I love you, and I'll see you in the next part!

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1. Yeosang wanted to celebrate your anniversary with you, so you two got drunk and moved to the bedroom. Looking down at you, he made you dress in a distressed dress with plenty of holes to tear open. Giving you a second to feel comfortable, he smiled, "A gift for a gift?"

2. You and Yeosang were messing around, laughing and giggling in bed when you decided to tease him. You palmed him through his pants. Meanwhile, he lost control of himself for a mere second. It was amusing, really, and he was so cute even.

3. Laying back on the bed after play fighting, you caught your breath. Yeosang smiled and looked down at you, "Can I play with you a little bit more?" You tilted your head and looked up at him, "In what way?" He shook his head as if to say 'you'll see' before he started to rub you through your lace panties.

4. Yeosang had been DYING to touch you, so as you laid back against the pillows, he moved to your side, starting to caress you under the shirt. "Hmph, baby, I'm so bored..." You ignored him, scrolling on Instagram. Determined, he moved your panties to the side. "Fine. Be like that."

5. While you and Yeosang cuddled, you started to trail kisses up and down his neck before he smiled and let out a small groan. "Just kiss me, baby. You're clearly needy." You stayed quiet and trailed back up his neck until you reached his lips, going for it.

6. Yeosang and you got a little too pent up after he finished playing his game on live stream. "Come on, I won't be as rough as last time," he begged before you gave in.

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1. Mingi knew how much you loved his chains, always biting on them when you two had sex. Now, as he pitched the idea of using a leash, you smiled shyly, "Can it be a chain leash? It suits you." He smiled in return, nodding. You were in for it, especially since he could be rough during sex.

2. Mingi loved teasing you before you two fucked, and he especially loved grabbing at you, being handsy, and maybe smacking you every now and then. When he moved, he angled just right to drive you crazy.

3. You and Mingi cuddled after a long day of work. He spent time at the practice room constantly dancing with the others, but he still had pent-up tension. You decided to help him release some of it and were even more excited when you realized his chain would be dangling in your face.

4. After Paris Fashion Week, Mingi was excited to get home to you. As he entered the bedroom, you could barely say "hi" before he cut you off. "Take your clothes off, let's make up for missed fucking time."

5. You were still too shy to give Mingi head, so he did the one thing he could think of - using toys. As you sat in front of your vanity, hoping to step away and start your plans for the day, Mingi came in. "Let's start throat training, baby."

6. Mingi and you agreed to service each other, considering it was your anniversary. It was the middle of the day, and with nothing to do, you both agreed to be equally depraved and fuck.

7. Mingi couldn't take it. You were constantly teasing him all week. So by Friday, he took you to the bedroom and decided to punish you once and for all, and God, you loved it when he took charge.

8. Mingi decided to punish you for looking at Yunho. "You think you can just go off and fall for my best friend? Remind yourself who you belong to." He smacked you hard, watching your pretty little ass flush. "You're mine, not his."

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1. Hongjoong fucks you in the morning before work. He realized that since he couldn't do it last night, considering he got home so late, he wanted to make it up to you in the morning while you two snuggled up together.

2. Hongjoong made you ride him in the studio one night after he had a small meltdown over a particular beat he was making. You wanted to help him, and he agreed, letting you take the lead.

3. Hongjoong decided to ask for some one on one time with you after you returned from a hangout with your friends. He was so pent up, and your outfit was far too cute not to fuck you in.

4. Hongjoong decided to punish you after you kept talking back to him. If you wanted to be a brat, you were going to get fucked like one, he'd be dammed if he let you off the hook one more time.

5. Hongjoong made you jealous one night after he was spacing out at another girl, on accident. You kept telling him to stop lying, and he tried to tell the truth. However, you decided to punish him for this little incident, making sure this was his one and only warning.

6. Somehow, doggystyle was the best position when it came to punishments with Hongjoong. You decided to receive it after Hongjoong caught you looking at one of the other members instead of him at a fansign.

7. It was a hot summer night when you were on your way to the studio with Hongjoong. As he drove, you decided to tease him and remove your panties under your skirt. He noticed at a red light before encouraging you to let him play with you. You decided, "This would be fun," so you got into position.

8. Hongjoong got you a new pair of black fishnets with cute designs. After putting them on, you realized you wanted to try something, so you moved to his room where he was laying in bed for the night, scrolling on his phone. He looked up and smiled, but before he could greet you, you decided to pitch an idea. "Can I please use my pretty little feet to get you off? I know we're open to new ideas, and I want to make you feel really good." With a nod of his head, you got into position.

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Forever Wild | Hongjoong × Reader

Disclaimer: This fanfic contains a lot of mature language, sexual content, and a graphic scene. Read at your own risk. Minors, please do not interact.

Part 3

You stammered and scoffed, "I- you- J-Joong!" You tried to clear your throat before he looked down at you, an amused grin on his face. He didn't say anything at first, searching your eyes before he cleared his throat and exhaled softly.

"Y/n," he smiled mockingly, shaking his head as he looked away for a moment. "Do you realize you're acting like we're virgins, and this is your first time? I've seen you before."

You gasped slightly before furrowing your brows. "You think I'm used to this?! I'm not! Sex isn't always easy after the first time, I still get nervous. You get to see everything." You flushed slightly before Hongjoong sighed and caressed your cheek.

"Baby, listen," he looked at you, really looked at you. "If you think you're gonna get away with being insecure, I'll make sure you keep going until not even the thought of breathing passes your mind."

He looked at your lips, still practically straddling you as you laid back on the couch. "Must I remind you exactly who likes to see your pretty face in the morning? Or should I mention how your hair is wild in the mornings, and it flatters my heart so much."

He bit his lip slightly before looking down at your chest, then back up to your eyes. "Oh, I know. I can remind you how they sit so right." His hands moved to the underside of your breasts and slightly cupped the curves of your chest. "They're so pretty, little, and definitely my favorite spot to rest my hands when we cuddle."

You stayed flushed, trying to look away before he laughed and shook his head, grabbing your chin to make you look back up at him. "Must I remind you who's always on my mind while I'm working at the club?"

You stayed quiet, unsure of what to say before he smiled, leaning in for the softest of kisses. When your lips touched his, he smiled and whispered, "This pretty little pussy is mine, so don't you forget that."

You stayed quiet, your skin suddenly growing cold. "I wasn't planning on it," you mumbled before your mind spoke to you. "Why did you say that?! Girl, you're not that confident!!"

He smiled and nodded, sizing you up. For some reason, that made you feel exposed, almost like an ant under a microscope. You instinctively used your hands to cover your chest and black lace bralette before he removed them with a smile and quick roll of his eyes.

"What did I say about feeling shy about these pretty little tits? Hm? Unless we're finished or someone walks in, you let me see all of you." He caressed your cheek before going in to kiss you. As you kissed him back slowly but surely, he kept you leaning back against the couch cushions.

His hand moved to your hair, tugging gently so your head could move back slightly, angling your lips so perfectly for him. He deepened the kiss, and a small "mmh" escaped his throat.

Soon, he moved down to your neck, aiming for your sweet spot as his hand slid down your torso. You were too occupied to realize his hand was moving down until he toyed with the small bow at your lace panties. "These are so cute, baby. Remember when I bought these for you?"

He nipped at your neck before smiling, "Surely you wouldn't mind if I just..." his hand slipped down slightly, the two middle fingers now under your lace, but not quite where they needed to be. "Are you gonna apologize for dancing on my expensive tables at the club," he murmured against your ear.

"Fuck no, I was having fun. You can't apologize for having fun." You scoffed before he smiled to himself. He simply looked down at your lace, seeing that his two fingers were inches away from the apex of your legs. "So I assume that applies to me? You didn't specify."

"No, it definitely applies to you," you glared at him before he sat back on the couch. You assumed he was going to back off, but instead, he grabbed your body, sitting you back against him until his chest hit your back.

"Then I guess apologies can wait," he whispered in your ear, one hand cupping your chest over your bralette and one hand unceremoniously moving under your lace in one swift motion. "See? Not so hard, princess, just relax.

Your hips angled slightly up as you slid down a bit, only for him to smile. "See? You can't fight it, you know you belong to me. Actions speak louder than words, after all, and it just so happens that your pussy is speaking for you."

That annoying smile of his crept up before you rolled your eyes. You felt a wave of exasperation, maybe? However, that didn't go unnoticed by Hongjoong. He laughed and shook his head, finally moving his hand to play with you. Whispering so softly, you had to bite back a small whimper. "Don't be so tense. We're only getting started, dollface."

As his two middle fingers moved down your center, he suddenly made small circles at your entrance, smiling. "God, you're already soaking, aren't you? Does your 'friend' get you this wet just by touching you?" He smiled and pushed in slowly while he kissed your neck softly. "I'll be gentle. At first..."

As he angled his fingers, your hips moved slightly. He cupped you under your lace, using the new position of his hand to move a bit faster. He laughed to himself and looked down at you, "How are you so quiet now when you were fighting me off earlier? Are you proving my point of us being past 'friends'?"

You exhaled softly as he hit that spot inside, biting your lip. "N-no... never!'

"Then why are you slightly flushed and panting?" His fingers started to hit that spot, and he moved to the sweet spot of your neck, kissing, watching you melt. "You're telling me you don't think of us more than friends, but your pussy is telling me it wants more."

Suddenly, your core clenched at his words before he laughed and shook his head. "Exactly." He withdrew his fingers before cleaning them off, taste testing. "Hm, good. Just like always."

As you sat back, he moved you to lay back against the pillows, looking down at you while he unbuttoned his blue jeans, letting the black waistband of his boxers peek out.

"Chrome Hearts," you asked as you looked down before he scoffed. "What of it? These boxers won't be bothering you, so don't speak."

As he stroked himself, trying to harden his cock, you tilted your head and looked up at him with an amused smile, "Can't you just... slide it in, and we'll make it-" "y/n, shut the hell up," he groaned before finally getting hard. As he slid off his black boxers, he finally lined up with you. "I'm not using protection on a girl who runs her mouth like she owns the goddamn city."

In one swift movement, he pushed into your slick core, groaning as he adjusted. "God," his eyes fought to not roll back. "You're so tight, dollface. And fuck, so wet." He started to maintain a steady rhythm, grabbing your jaw to kiss you roughly as he moved his hips. The position turned into a missionary mess, he was nestled between your thighs, and bruising your lips as he kissed like a starved soldier.

As he hit that spot, you gasped and accidentally arched. "Joong," you exhaled softly before he let one hand fall from your hair to rest on your thigh, using it as support to pull you down onto his cock.

He didn't even care that you were caught off guard. He started to move faster, deeper. "I hope you understand your punishment is due, and I'm not one to be gentle when it comes to disrespect." He thrusted hard, making you exhaled sharply.

Are you gonna apologize for dancing on the tab-" "No." You sternly cut him off before he laughed in disbelief, looking down at where your bodies joined. "I wouldn't be pushing my luck if I were you." He started to thrust hard and deep, making you arch off the bed, whimpering while he angled just enough to stroke your insides just right.

"Oh my god," you exhaled sharply. Your eyes rolled back, then closed. Meanwhile, you cried as if asking for mercy. He simply smiled down at you, moving forward with intensity that made the world go quiet. "Apologize, y/n. Now."

"Hnngh..." You didn't even think of apologizing. All that really mattered was the thought of his cock angled so right, you didn't care if you got pregnant. And God, you were so close that he must have known. Your core clenched around his length, a subtle warning to keep going.

With a little, amused huff of his, he thrusted deep to drag out your orgasm, making your hips move with his, encouraging his thrusts.

"That's right, who's pussy is this? Hm?" He smiled down at you, waiting.

"Yours." You whispered, exhausted from the sheer force of your orgasm.

"That's right, princess. Now get some rest, I'll clean you up before I work on your early dinner. Thank you for being such a good girl." He gave you a kiss on the forehead before wrapping everything up.

Part 4

Author's note:

Hey, so I struggled writing "cock" because it genuinely feels silly. However, I hope my smut writing wasn't all over the place because that'd be awful. And not to mention, I was shy writing descriptions for a woman's princess parts. I hope this scene satisfied you, little stars. Part 4 will be out sooner than you think...♥︎

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Forever Wild | Hongjoong × Reader

Disclaimer: This fanfic contains a lot of mature language, sexual content, and mature subjects. Read at your own risk. Minors, please do not interact.

Part 2

You got home, ready to enter your bed when you got two texts.

Hongjoong: You think you can get away with your drunk ass behavior? [11:34 pm]

Hongjoong: Sleep it off. I'll see you in the morning. [11:35 pm]

You scoffed and put your phone to charge before moving to shower.

Once you got out, you dried your hair, brushed your teeth, and did your skincare routine. Suddenly the doorbell rang, and you sighed deeply, "what now?"

As you checked the visitor through the peephole, you realized it was your friend, Hanni. She waited outside, texting whoever on her phone before you opened the door, mumbling, "What's up?"

She smiled and hugged you before holding out your purse. It was a black leather clasp purse with a silver chain for the strap. "You forgot this, boo." She smiled and looked at you, tilting her head before she pouted, "Do I need to stay over for the night so you can get some rest?"

You shook your head before smiling imperceptibly, "No, it's okay, I'm about to head to bed. I've got work in the morning and I don't want to deal with rushing. Have a good night though."

As your friend left the porch, you finally closed your door and moved back to your room. Once you entered, you flopped onto the bed and sunk into the white sheets, drifting immediately without hesitation.

In the morning, the doorbell rang once, then twice, and then three times. You groaned, feeling the weight of a migraine due to the tipsy night you had. And as the doorbell echoed in your mind, even if it wasn't ringing anymore, you knew you had to get up.

Reaching the door, you opened it and scoffed. "What do you want? What could you possibly want on a fucking Monday afternoon?" Before you could look, Hongjoong looked down at you, glaring.

"I see you're still being a brat," He crossed his arms, "what did I say about your attitude?"

You rolled your eyes and let him in. "Don't be like that. Everything is annoying me right now."

"Right now? You just woke up, clearly." He laughed from amusement, shaking his head before looking down at you. "Stop being so bitchy because you can't handle your alcohol."

"At least my 'bitchiness' is temporary." You laughed and laid back on the couch before he walked over, narrowing his eyes. In one swift motion, he grabbed your jaw and warned you.

"Say that again, and see what happens. I'm not fucking playing around, I've warned you several times to stop, but you just have to keep pushing it, don't you?" He glared.

"I'm sorry," you mumbled before he scoffed.

"Sorry can't save you when you push your fucking luck multiple times since last night. Take off your shorts." He laughed shortly before glaring down. With that stare, you realized you were in deep shit.

Quickly, you removed your black cami shorts, only to look away as you tried to untie the knot you drunkenly made last night.

"Ah, ah, ah, no. Don't look away from me," he commanded before holding your gaze, grabbing your jaw to meet his.

"But Hongjoong, I can't see what-" You tried to reason, but he cut you off.

"You can see," he smiled in disbelief, looking down at you. "Don't give me excuses, y/n. Or should I say brat? Aw, are your shorts too hard to take off? Do I have to remove them for you because you're so fragile and useless? Grow up." He scoffed and waited.

Finally, you slipped them down, keeping your black camisole top on. The air was suddenly cold, given that your penthouse apartment stayed at 68 degrees for the summer.

"Take the shirt off too," He commanded, looking down at you. "Y/n, I'm not playing."

Slowly, hesitantly, you removed your top, revealing the black lace bralette you wore under and the crystals dangling from your navel.

"Look at this black set you have on. Even drunk, you sure know how to dress like a princess." He rested his hand on the upper part of your arm, his thumb moving back and forth in a small line.

"Should we take off your little ensemble too, or are you going to turn red next? Hm? Your call, princess." He looked down at you, that sparkle in his eyes telling you he was two seconds away from pouncing.

"Don't call me that, I'm not your princess, and we're just friends, so stop acting like we're more than that." You looked up at him, annoyed and bothered.

"Oh are we? You didn't seem to mind last Friday at Wooyoung's party when you tried to make your ex jealous by french kissing me by the pool." He smiled before moving a bit closer to your face, starting to challenge your composure.

"Or that time you wore that black bodycon dress with the slit in the leg, passing by me purposefully so I could smell the coconut on you. Hm, what happened that night? Oh, I remember quite clearly. We were celebrating New Year's Eve and it just so happened we found ourselves in San's bedroom, fucking like the boys weren't outside in the living room." He narrowed his eyes.

"And I'm not done, sweetheart. Do you remember how it started when you passed by me? You gave me your black lace scrap of fabric. You know, the Victoria's Secret lace panties I just so happened to buy you on Christmas? Yeah, somehow they were in your hand, transferring to mine like a dirty little secret."

You looked at him, your face flushing. "I... I didn't-" You couldn't even get the words out before he cut you off.

"Oh, so your birthday must also be a lie then. We spent the day shopping, letting you get whatever you wanted, but as soon as we got home, I swear you wanted to skip the singing to kiss and ride me. Was I dreaming? Tell me, y/n."

"You're lying..." You looked up at him, if only for a second before you looked away.

"Doll, you're blushing. Where's that eye contact now, hm?" He lifted your face up by grabbing the tip of your chin. "Are we just friends? Or should I fuck you again to remind you where we stand? Because right now, you're only in a black lingerie set, and all I see is a beautiful girl ready to be reminded where she stands."

Part 3

Author's note:

I promise I'm not edging you guys on purpose, I'm just trying to selectively pick my words to make you guys wetter than ATEEZ at waterbomb🤭😏Also, for him being a club owner AND your friend, he'll have plenty of experience knowing what to do, how to do it, and what makes you flustered. Stay tuned for part 3. You probably won't survive, but that's okay, my little stars. Allie's got you, baby. ♥︎

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Forever Wild | Hongjoong × Reader

Disclaimer: This fanfic contains a lot of mature language, sexual content, and mentions of alcohol, drugs, and mature subjects. Read at your own risk. Minors, please do not interact.

Part 1

It was a hot, humid summer night. Everyone was out drinking with their friends to celebrate the new year, which did not make sense considering it was already January 11th. A lot of things did not make sense to you, whether it was sleepovers and alcohol, or having sex instead of casual talk on the first date.

You were friends with Kim Hongjoong, the owner of the infamous club 'Blue Haven'. As you got ready to go to the club, using a curling iron to wave your hair, he texted you

Hongjoong: I assume you're coming? Don't take forever. I don't do well with disrespect. [8:45 pm]

Y/N: I didn't plan on it. [8:48 pm]

You scoffed and went back to styling your hair before finally putting a silver star clip in and two silver bobbypins. Then, your phone buzzed again.

Hongjoong: You're taking forever. [9:00 pm]

Hongjoong: Talking back to me? [9:04 pm]

Y/N: It's been 12 minutes. [9:02 pm]

Hongjoong: Behave. [9:05 pm]

Hongjoong and you were nothing more than friends. ....That f*cked. And kissed.... and tell everything to. Nothing really ruined the dynamic. You two were inseparable. So when he told you to do something, you'd do it or prepare for punishments from him.

You were dressed in a black cropped tank top and black low waisted jean shorts. You wore black Converse, and white socks peeked out from the hem of your shoes.

Your hair was waved, you wore silver hoops, and a silver necklace with an 'H' on it. Your chest was pushed up by a black bralette, and crystals dangled from your navel piercing. You looked... pretty. Your black belt had double silver loops, and you wore silver rings. Your makeup was soft, complimenting your features while also looking pretty.

When you got to the club, you stood in line. Wooyoung was checking IDs when he saw you, opening the door. "Hey y/n! Go right in!"

As soon as you walked in, you saw a crowd of patrons scattered throughout the club. It was a packed house tonight, making the air humid, smelling of sweat, sex, alcohol, and substances. You were looking for a place to sit when Mingi came over in a black button-down and black slacks.

"Looking for him?" Mingi smiled, asking as he checked his watch, probably checking for updates, considering he was Hongjoong’s assistant.

"No," you lied through your teeth. You were fucking nervous. Considering this ensemble of an outfit you were wearing, you knew he'd grow handsy at the first sight of you.

And that frightened you just a little bit.

You were five drinks in, your body starting to feel the effects of the alcohol. As you scoffed at the thought of Hongjoong potentially ghosting you in his own club, your friend came over.

"Y/n! What are you doing here?! Actually, don't answer that!" Hanni laughed, looking down as she grabbed your hands. You two only hung out when you saw each other at the club, even though you could always hang out elsewhere. You had each other's contact information but somehow never spoke outside of club nights.

As you were brought to a booth, she made you dance on the table with her, passing you a bottle of vodka. Together, you drank the bottle, dancing to the songs that played in the club.

As you two enjoyed yourselves, laughing and dancing, you finally felt a sudden grab. You were about to fight when the person scolded you with his familiar voice.

"What the fuck do you think you're doing?!" Hongjoong dragged you to the alley behind the club, clearly waiting for something as he checked his watch.

"Hongjoong, you don't understand-" you tried to speak, slurring your words, but he cut you off immediately.

"No, you don't understand. I built this club from the bottom, up. To have you embarrass me, dancing on top of tables while you're shit-faced doesn't just affect you, but it affects me too." He scoffed, checking his watch again before a sleek, black BMW pulled up.

"Hongj-" You tried to reason again, but he grabbed your upper arm, taking you over to the car.

"That's enough y/n, get in the car. We can discuss this when we get home. For now, you listen to me." He scolded once more. "Take her back to her apartment and be sure she arrives safely, or else we'll make sure the patrons mistake your heads for Halloween decorations."

Part 2

Author's note:

Guys, this is my first time writing real fan fiction, please provide constructive criticism, but don't be too mean to me. I hope you can continue supporting me on this little fic journey 🥹🍓