ใSummaryใ: ATZ was the place to be. Everyone either wanted to be in the fraternity or be with one of the members... And this push and pull you had seemingly fallen into with one of the brooding frat boys was making you dizzy. Your neck quickly aching from whiplash over the constant what ifs and maybes... Oh... Oh wait, it was just the dark bruising hickies *he* left that were the ache and the overflow of alcohol that made you dizzy... Whoops.
ใWord countใ: 9.17k
-> Genre: College Au. Angst. Smut.
[Warnings]: Swearing. Insecurities. Reader likes to belittle herself a lot. So many pet names. Flirt San. Lowkey hinting at some ot8 activities if you catch my drift. Marking, biting, possessiveness. Dirty talking. Name calling (slut). Making out. Inappropriate use of the top of a beer bottle... Oral, crying, slapping. Kinda of lying and manipulation but who's really looking at that...! Protected sex cause we might be freaky but we are safe here... For now. whoops unprotected sex, breeding and coming inside. i lied we weren't safe. we into freaky stuff. Seonghwa is a mean dom in this one. Squirting... Lots of cum oops. Sorry, not sorry. Teehee.
Note: Welcome to my contribution to the amazing Live Alive Collab, hosted by none other than the beautiful @sungbeam โฅ Being my first ever collab I've been super nervous and wanting this fic to be perfect!!! So I hope you all like it hehe.
Also a Big thank you to @xomakara for making my banner here. She is so talented โฅ And make sure to check out everyones fics in this event!! Love you all darlings. Enjoy. (Also there will possible be a part two maybe with the other members but I wanted to keep the event fic just for Seonghwa. teehee)
It wasnโt always like this. Harsh thoughts, even harsher stares. Whispers of curiosity and sly disgust. Questioning how you had a in that most girls would be fighting tooth and nail for.
There were moments, mostly when you were young, when life was simple, peaceful even. But now, as you ran through the crowded halls, no club, no place, no status to help you, you slowly started to come to a sense of acceptance that you were going to be invisible foreverโฆ a bookworm amongst the elite.
โCome on, one night.โ You groan as you hear your best friend since childhood, Jongho, grumble through your phone. You were currently lying on your comforter, textbook after textbook scattering across the tops of your desk and bed. As you prep forโฆ well, nothing really. Exams are over for the season. โIโm just getting prepared for next term,' youโd say, more to yourself than your friendโฆ 'Can't be too readyโฆ' Okay, now you were pushing itโฆ
โCome on, itโll be fun. The guys love having you aroundโฆ No overly loud party. Just us all celebrating the end of exam week.โ Jonghoโs buttery voice made your insides turn. โLove having you around' the words replied in your head a thousand times. They probably only โlikeโ you because they have to put up with you for Jongho's sake.
You hated how right your thoughts sounded right. You hated how you fell for their sirened words every time.
โFine.โ You sighed, knowing you wouldnโt win a fight with your teddy bear of a friend.
โYes! Alsoโฆโ His voice vibrated your ringing ears. โSeonghwa got you something.โ
โSeongโโ Your voice cuts off into a choking fit, saliva betraying you as you try to breathe. โH-hwa.. got..why would he..โShit can't talk now. I'm about to go on, I'll see you later.โ
And just like that, his goodbye was quicker than his hello, and you were stuck in the silence once more. Only this time you were stuck with the looming thoughts, Why did Seonghwa get you something and more importantlyโฆ You thought he hated you.
The walk over to the frat house was long and cold. The campus felt like a ghost town now that everyone had cleared out from the game earlier. The last play of the season, with some of the boys from ATZ frat house coming out on top. You've only ever been to one. When Jongho finally convinced you to show up for it to cheer him, Mingi, and Yunho on. But that soon led to you being cornered behind the bleachers by a group of popular girls that were determined to know how you were so close to all the ATZ boys.
How youโฆ could possibly have anything they don't. They were all drop-dead gorgeous, tall with long thin legs, and had perfect faces that matched their perfect styles. They were the object of everyone's desire. People either wanted to be them or be with themโฆ except you. You were nothing.
You didn't wear heavy, flawless makeup. You didn't wear tightly formed clothes. You weren't the it girl or the talented cheerleaderโฆ You were justโฆ you.
The sidewalks that are normally filled to the brim with caffeinated, no-sleep, most likely on some sort of medication students were now mere echoes of your footsteps right up until the scuffs of your boots at the base of the frat house steps. You stared at the door for what felt like an eternity, questioning if you should just ditch and go back to the safety of your dorm surrounded by text books and fantasy novelsโฆat least they wouldnโt judge you.
โYou gonna stay out here all night, sweetheart. Or are you gonna come in.โ The deep, almost sultry voice catches you off guard. It was only when you refocused your eyes that you noticed San leaning against the small porch fence with a lit cigarette in hand. His eyes were piercing and his smile subtleโbeing here for performing arts and a modeling/Image consultant programโhe most certainly fits his major. "Well, are you?โ
Heat flushed as you realised you had been staring at him for a little too long for your liking. โY-yes. Iโm coming.โ โฆ His smirk grew intensely.
Wrong choice of words idiot.
You huffed out a breath before walking straight for the front door, leaving Mr Perv outside to tend to his smoke. Upon walking in, you took in the strong stench of weed and liqour.. The gathering, as Jongho put it, must have started early. "Aye, there's the sweetest sweetheart!!" Mingi hollers from the couch as you rounded the corner.
โHey.โ You whisper out, holding your sides while your arms stay firmly crossed together.
โYou need a drink. Let me get you a drink!โ Mingi tries to sit up, but he stumbles, already half drunk. Hearing a crash, both Yeosang and Wooyoung come rushing out of the adjoining kitchen, one firmly holding a pot lid while the other holds a spoon.
"What's the damage?โ Wooyoung shouted, thinking something was brokenโฆ Again. You couldn't help but crack a smile, watching the boys fumble and flail to get Mingi back on the couch.
โOnly Mingiโs prideโฆโ A smooth, roaring presence shifted behind you. His voice almost as dark as his slight smile. You knew it was him before you saw him. Shifting your head slowly, your gaze drags up, long elegant legs draped with loose black sweats, matching compression-T on the slickest waist before landing on piercing eyes. Eyes that made you hot. Eyes that made you go mad.
โH-hi Hwa.โ You mentally cringe at yourself for using the nickname you always hear the boys use. It wasnโt something you called him. Idiot. Idiot. Idiot. Seonghwa seemed to notice your uncomfortability instantly, his pupils expanding at the idea of watching you squirm. So like normal Hwa fashion, he digs for more.
"Hey, Sweetheart.โ That nickname... One that all the boys adopted for you and one youโve grown accustomed to hearing. But when it slipped from Seonghwaโs lips, it was different. You knew it was because he wanted something. He only used it when he wanted something. He would rather use your name than slip into the sweetness of a pet name, and last time he called you that, you spent hours after helping him study. Or the time before that, you went with him to the library because he didn't want to go alone. As he put it. He knew he made you melt and he knew he could get anything he wanted if that one little innocent name slipped off his tongue.
โY-you have something for me?โ You hesitated while the taller man's eyes studied you. Only for a moment, never long enough to warrant warning. But just enough to have you redder than Wooyoungโs freshly dyed hair.
He leant down slowly, his lips barely scraping your ear. โCome with me.โ
And just like that he was off, heading towards the staircase. You quickly followed behind, noting each door you passed. Yunhoโs and Mingi's shared room, Jonghoโs and Yeosang'sโฆa bathroom. San and woosโฆ He stops suddenly, almost making you bump into his broad back. You couldn't help but let out a quiet yelp, making Seonghwa turn his head slightly over his shoulder. "S-sorry..."
Your murmur was not unheard by Seonghwa, but he didnโt respond, instead, he smirked to himself slyly before slipping into the room he stopped abruptly at. You followed suit, trying to rub off the embarrassment off your face, but before you could shed away the redness, it only grew darker as your eyes landed upon the perfectly made grey bed in the centre of the small but cosy bedroomโฆ
Seonghwaโs bedroom.
Youโve never been in his room before, heck, you were well aware of how much he hated others in here. Always saying others would make it messy. And from the last time San came into it, having his way with ruining the cosy sheets, Seonghwa officially made it clear that no one goes into his room unless he permits it.
"So... What wasโฆโ Before you could finish your sentence, Seonghwa quickly opens and closes a jewellery box that sat nicely tucked away on his desk. The voice made you silence yourself as you watched him turn around to finally fully face you.
โThe guys and I have been wanting to get you a gift.โ He rubs the soft velvet bag between his fingers while his eyes never left yours. โSomething to show our appreciation. And weโฆ Well, I came up with the idea to get you this.โ
He pulled out a thin necklace with an unfamiliar-looking symbol hanging off it. The pendant was dark red, the gems in it gleaming in the small orange lighting of Seonghwaโs bedroomโฆ it almost looked like a compass?
โIt would mean a lot if you wore this.โ You've never heard Hwa sound so soft before. His natural brooding nature always made him sound cold to everyone other than his brothers. But now, in his moment, he sounded like liquid sin. Honey mixing with all roses. He held the necklace, silently asking if he could put it on for you.
Of course, you listened. You always listened if Seonghwa asked. Holding your hair up, you turned around, giving Seonghwa access to your neck. His long arms wrapped around you as he unclasped the necklace, letting it lie coolly on your collarbone.
โI knew you'd say yes.โ Seonghwa's voice was a whisper now, the feeling of his hot breath against your neck making you shiver. You had no idea how long you stood like that, just feeling him closely behind you. But when a booming voice echoed from downstairs, you knew it was probably a little too long for comfort.
โDinnerโs ready!โ Sanโs shout cut through the quiet. You turned to face Seonghwa, and of course, his expression was anything but readable. Unlike yours, which you were sure was covered in pink, with wide eyes and a shallow breath.
โIโLET'S GET THIS PARTY STARTED!!โ Mingiโs enthusiastic bellow cuts off your words before you could even speak them. A wave of sound crashing against the moment you and Seonghwa were experiencing.
Seonghwa stepped aside, gesturing towards the door. โGo on. I'll be down soon.โ
You walked past him for the door, taking in the lingering scent of his cologne. A mixture of sweet vanilla, coffee and something faintly spicy. He smelled intoxicating. But you shook your thoughts, heading for the stairs, your fingers naturally gravitated towards the foreign object around your neck, feeling the cool metal settled snuggly against your collarbone.
I knew youโd like it.
His soft words played on loop in your head. The way he stood closer, the way you swore you could hear his heart beat quicken along with your own. The words swirled in your mind, a deciphering puzzle you couldnโt quite place. Yet, a warmth bloomed in your chest, a quiet satisfaction that the boys had thought of you, that Seonghwa had thought of you and felt the need to give you a gift personallyโฆ Maybe he wasnโt such a brooding bad boy like everyone lets out to be.
The night unfolded in a blur of loud chatter, liquor and food everywhere and a rhythmic thump of music that sits in your chest like it was born to be there. This wasnโt an average frat party by any means, there wasnโt a crowd of drunk people, minus Mingi, and an overwhelming amount of mistakes being made that many people would either regret or not remember by the morning. No, tonight wasโฆ intimate, filled with board games, competitive video games and casual conversations ending in bursts of laughter.
It almost felt domestic in a way.
Having Hongjoong lean against you, shoulder to shoulder on the couples' couch. Or helping Yeosang and Wooyoung finish up dinner before serving it to the hungry beasts known as your friends. The initial awkwardness melted away from this morning, having been replaced by a comfortable camaraderie. Youโd never admit it, but Jongho was right.
โAlright, whoโs ready for a real game?โ Wooyoungโs voice sliced through the relaxed atmosphere, a mischievous glint in his foxy eyes. He held up a strange, circular board, adorned with colourful squares and cryptic symbols. You couldn't help but tilt your head in confusion. โTruth, Dare, or Strike.โ
โWhat's strike?โ The thought slipped from your tongue before you could think. And oh how the smile only grew wider on Wooyoungโs face as he picked up the dice.
โSo, you roll,โ he explained devilishly. โMove your piece. Land on truth or dare, you pick a card from each pile.โ He gestured to the purple and green stacks, letting you watch as Yunho and Yeosang shuffle them. โBut if you land on strikeโฆโ He taps the board, his voice dropping to almost a whisper.
โYou pick a black cardโฆโ Seonghwaโs voice made you jump as you turned slightly to see him and Hongjoong come back from the kitchen after clearing the table. His voice was buttery and suggestive, sending shivers down your spine. But before you could loom with any unnecessary thoughts, Jongho picked up the dice and rolled, letting the game finally begin.
Jongho landed on truth, admitting he had a secret drawer of sex toys that the card had suggested. San, on a dare, did a surprisingly and gracefully tame handstand... Most cards you found werenโt all โbadโ or โraunchyโ but more classical truths and dares. Well, what would you even class as basic truth or dare? You donโt know. But Mingi was the first to pull a strike card, having to make out with the person next to him. Yunho to be exactโฆ which he did a little too eagerly. You squirmed when you watched the two giants fight for whose tongue went in whose mouthโฆ it shouldnโt have been that erotic, watching your two friends go at itโฆ Butโฆ
โYour turn.โ Jongho nudged you a little, making you snap out of your thoughts. Your eyes widened as you looked next to you, god you were staring, and you didnโt notice. You felt yourself grow pinker than Hongjoongโs pretty drink as you gulped.
โI uhโฆ Let me just refill my drink. Iโll be right back.โ You stood a little too quickly and fled to the kitchen a little too promptly, but you didnโt think too far as you slipped away from prying eyes. Once in the kitchen, you spotted San leaning against the counter, nursing a glass of something dark as he waited for something in the microwave. You ignored him at first, looking in the fridge for something stronger than your normal stuff. Just something to take off the edge, you know, something a little moreโฆ
โHaving fun?โ Sanโs voice was a deep whisper that you only barely heard over the music that still played in the empty lounge room on the forgotten TV.
โUh yeah.. Yeah Iโm having fun..โ Your eyes never left the shelves in front of you, looking at all the rows of liquor.
โMore than you expected, hmm?โ San poured something into a glass before walking over to the fridge, his chest grazing your back slightly. This made you stiffen as he moved you aside, reaching for the freezer door and opening it. Neither of you spoke for a moment. Just simply watched as the man dropped a few ice cubes into the crimson drink. โHere.โ
You took the drink in hand, ignoring Sanโs knowing look. How he was able to read people's minds still beats you. But nonetheless, you took it. โDon't tell Jongho. But yes, he was right.โ
The sly smirk on Sanโs features beamed as he took a sip of his own drink. His eyes never left yours as he watched you take a gulp of your own, noticing you grimace slightly at the strong taste. โWhat the actual fuck is this?!โ
"Damn, sweetheart, didn't think you'd react like that.โ San laughed, a full belly laugh. It was deep in his throat as he covered his mouth with his hand. โYou wanted something stronger, right? Doesn't mean it'll taste better.โ
โFuck me.โ You choked, looking for some water in the fridge to wash it down. But San stopped you, reaching for a pink bottle of alcohol, he wiggled it in your face. โWhat now?โ
Your groan made San's smile grow as his eyebrow cocked. His head tilting to the side slightly like a cat, โShot this, and if you doโฆโ he leant down to your ear, his lips grazing your lobe, โI'll tell you a very important secret.โ
Your interest suddenly peaked as you eyed the bottle. โOne shot?"
โJust one.โ He clarified.
You thought for a moment, watching his dark expression twist with a hint of something you couldn't quite pick out. โHmmmโฆ Deal.โ Nodding your head, you eyed him as he grabbed two shot glasses from the cabinet. This was gonna be interestingโฆ
While San is perfectly distracting you, Hongjoong, on the other handโwith a devilish smile playing on his lipsโswiftly flicked through the cards on the table in front of him. Yunho and Jongho joined him as Yun grabbed the truth and Jong the dare pile. Their fingers were nimble and quick, shuffling all the piles, replacing a few at the top with very specific cards. Hongjoong exchanged a knowing glance with Seonghwa, a silent understanding passing between them. The boy's plan was simple reallyโฆ They had this idea for months now, long night discussions and other nights filled with a little more heated activities led to all the men here wanting one thingโฆ
You.
It was only going to be a little push, a nudge even, thatโs all they needed. Just to see if you'd actually break. See if you were on the same level as all of them. To see if you truly would be theirs. "Oh, this is gonna be fun.โ
Wooyoungโs voice was cheeky as he gazed at the cards Yunho and Jongho picked. The boys knew where you were standing on the board, you'd most likely land on Dare or Strike with your roll. But just in case you roll a really low number, Yunho took the liberty to look for a perfect truth card.
All three men were quick at finding what they wanted before placing the decks back as if they were never touched. Ironically, this was just as you finally walked back into the dining room, the clinking of your cup against the glass bowl filled with popcorn announcing your presence. San was close behind, and his stare was caught quickly by the two older men. Hongjoong nodded slightly, not enough for you to notice but enough for San to know the plan was going perfectly.
You sat down next to Seonghwa, not noticing he swapped spots with Jongho. Picking up the dice, you note the almost complete silence, like there was anticipation in the air for what you might roll. โAre you all holding your breath, or has the alcohol finally hit me?โ You tried to give a little cheek, but you could have sworn all the boys were darker, moreโฆ predatory than normalโฆ
โWe are just curious what you might land on, sweetheart.โ Mingi suddenly sounded way too sober for your liking. Your hand didnโt stop the shaking motion as your eyes narrowed at Mingi, but you chose to let the dice fly despite the odd feeling brewing in your stomach. They tumbled across the board, clattering to a stopโฆ
"Six," Jongho casually announced, his expression never changing. But there was something, like the room let out the breath she thought it was holding, and as her little pawn landed on the square, she swore she heard a groan.
โDareโฆโ
A collective gaspโas if they didnโt just plan all thisโquickly followed by a chorus of excited chatters filled the room. But your stomach only lurched, suddenly nervous at what the card might suggest. And if it was anything like the previous two cardsโฆ you were most likely done for. Reaching for the pile, your fingers trembled slightly. The card felt too cool, too smooth, tooโฆ heavy. You flipped it over away from prying eyes.
Your eyes nearly bulged out of your skull when you saw the card. โNope. Absolutely not. I am not doing that.โ
The group chuckled, half of them saying it can't be that bad while the others were curious what the card said. Jongho took the card from you, and what he read made his ears turn red. โStrip in front of the crowd.โ
โOh fuck yeah.โ Mingi couldnโt help but hiccup out. Making your face deepen in the crimson that already pained it.
โNo! Iโm not getting naked!โ You huffed with a slight twang of laughter. You loved your boys, yes. But getting bare in front of eight very hot men was not on your list tonight.
โAlright. You can pass, Sweetheart.โ The crowd went quiet as Hongjoong spoke. โBut that means you gotta pick up two strike cards this time.โ It was like Hongjong's prayers had been answered, given he put the more... Harsher cards on top of the strike pile.
You go to grab the two cards, but the orange-haired male stops you. โBut once you take these two, you can't undo it. Youโll have to do these cards.โ
For a moment you questioned if getting naked in front of the boys for a moment was better than what these two cards could entailโฆ but after another breath left your lungs, you knew you were willing to risk it. โIโm good.โ
Picking up both cards, you stared at them. And in bold, stark letters it read. โSpit take andโฆSeven minutes in hell.โ Your breath hitched.
A sly murmur bubbled under Wooyoung's breath as he whispered out, "Oh, these ones..โ
Yeosang had to kick his foot slightly to get him to shut up. Luckily your shaky sigh covered up the young man's words, making him go unnoticed by you. You already knew what the first card was asking you, and that required you to roll to see how many people would participate. But it was the second card that had you more intriguedโฆ โGo to a secluded room with the person to your left. And for seven minutes, they can do whatever they want to you.โ with a little note on the corner, a smiley face with a speech bubble that says โremember consent is keyโ... as if that was the problem at hand right now.
Your shaky gaze suddenly snapped to Seonghwa, seeing him seated calmly beside you. And even though his expression was unreadableโฆ His eyes were a different story. They were intense, dark and as they met your own, you noticed the lust dripping from them. A slow, knowing smile spread across his face, almost like a silent promise. And in that moment, you knew. This man, with his quiet intensity and unsettling charm, was about to completely ruin you.
โRoll.โ Was all Seonghwa said as he stood, picking up his beer to take a swing of it as he walked to the archway of the dining room. You froze for a moment, not really registering what was going on. It wasnโt until Jonghoโs soft, warm hand squeezed your thigh that you finally focused your eyes and looked around the room.
โYou okay?โ His voice was whispered, but you simply nodded your head, standing up abruptly before snatching the dice off the table.
โIโm good.โ You gave your best friend a smile before rolling the red dice, letting them skate across the table, but as they came to a halt, the numbers they landed on were almost too good to be true.
Five and threeโฆ.
Everything passed like a blur as Seonghwa extended his hand out for you to take. You didnโt even hear the hollers and chants from the other men as your fingers intertwined with Hwaโs soft ones. San had whispered something into the older manโs ear as he passed, and you vaguely heard Jongho say theyโll do the rest of your challenge when you come backโฆ
But all you could think about right now was how you let Seonghwa pull you through the house. Your legs felt strangely heavy as he guided you towards the studio just opposite the kitchen and dining room. He stepped inside first, holding the door open so you could slip in besides him. The soft lamplight cast his features in shadow, making him appear even more mysterious in the reddish, purplish lighting. The studio wasnโt small by any means, supporting a large desk, couch and even a mini fridge. Hongjoong spent most of his time here, the others rarely entertaining themselves with all the electronics that Hongjoong had set up meticulously. But now the room was going to be used for something other than soundboard production. It was going to be used for something far moreโฆ erotic.
You hesitated at the threshold, a whirlwind of emotions swirling within youโฆ anticipation, a hint of nervousness, and a strange, undeniable thrill of what-ifs and maybes. What could the Park Seonghwa possibly do in seven minutes?
โCome on,โ he urged, his voice a low invitation. โTime starts now...โ
You crossed the threshold, the door clicking shut behind you with a soft thud. And for a split second you thought you heard the lock. But you paid no mind as you felt the air thicken in your lungs, making it harder to breathe as you took in every detail of the room around you. All the while, Seonghwa never took his gaze off of you. Taking a swig of his beer, and his back facing the door, his burning presence filled the cramped space so much your body, soul and mind felt like they were oozing himโฆ You could hear the way his throat worked as he swallowed more of his drink until he was empty, setting the bottle down on the edge of the deck with an anticipatory thump.
โYou seem nervousโฆโ He whispered, stepping closer until his chest grazed your back. โWhy are you shaking, hmm?โ
"I'm not shaking." You lied through your teeth, your voice trembling slightly. "Itโs justโฆ cold in here."
โAh.โ Seonghwa said softly, reaching out with his fingers to brush his knuckles gently across your neck. The contact felt like a jolt of electricity had suddenly coursed through your veins. โYou knowโฆ Liars get punished in this room.โ
"I don't know what you're talking about," you whispered, not taking your eyes off the blank wall in front of you. Not daring to look back. To look at him.
Seonghwa stepped closer, his feet pushing yours apart so he could almost put his knee between your legs as his chest became snug to your shoulder blades. He leant down, his lips only just ghosting over the shell of your ear, and then you felt the hotness of his breath as he spoke, โDonโt play dumb now, sweet bunny.โ
Oh, that was newโฆ
The pet name sent shivers down your spine as his voice turned sweet, almost melodic. โI see the way you look at me. The way you clench your perfect fucking thighs whenever you're around here. You act all shy, but I bet there's a slut somewhere inside begging for relief. Did you think that necklace only meant we were friends?"
โIโฆI thought.โ
โWhat? You were in some sort of safe zone? You arenโt what we want because youโre Jongโs best friend.โ Seonghwa interrupted your words as you felt his hand move to the nape of your neck, his thumb pressing gently on your windpipe. "Thereโs nothing safe about the way we think about you. Iโve spent weeks imagining exactly what Iโm going to do to you in this very room. And now, the rules say I can do anything."
Did he just say we?
โS-seonghwa whatโฆ Ah!โ You gasped before you could even protest any thought or feelings, letting yourself feel his teeth latched onto your shoulder and hand tighten around your neck. He began to kiss you, slow and agonisingly soft, his tongue tracing the line of your ear, to your jaw, down to the patches of skin on your neck his hand was not covering.
"Iโve been so patientโฆโ He practically moaned your name in your ear. โWeโve watched you walk around this house in those cute little outfits. Pastels, cotton. Arghโฆ โ He groaned, rutting his hips against your ass. โYou always look so soft, such a pretty bunny. You knew exactly what you were doing to us. Did it make you feel powerful, hmm? Knowing weโre all starving for you?"
Your brain was no longer processing what he was saying, no, all you could think about was how he held you. How he was touching you. How you could feel the outline of his straining cock on your backside and how he growled and begged behind you. โS-seonghwa, please.โ
"Please, what?" he asked, stepping a little away, letting you feel slightly empty. His hand loosened on your windpipe before swinging you around until you were facing him. And oh, did his expression make you want to melt. His eyes blown out, his jaw clenched as he awaited you to finally answer himโฆ finally give him something. Anything!!
โDo. Not. Stop.โ You punctuated every word, letting him read each one from your lips. His mouth crashed onto your feverishly.. It wasn't a gentle kiss. No, it was an invasion. He tasted like a devilish mixture of bitter hops and lust. His tongue pushing past your lips to claim you with a desperate hunger. Holding you steady by your jaw, he tilted your head as he stood up straight, making you fight to keep your lips latched. He wanted you to feel what he had been feeling for months. Being so close to touchโฆ but not close enough to call you his.
Any sweetness you thought might come out of the usually calm man vanished, leaving a new version of Seonghwa that made your skin burn for more. And just like that he pulled completely away from you, breathing hard. โCouch. Now.โ
"What?"
"I said get on the couch. Legs open. Now." Gone was the cheeky darkness in his tone, now being replaced with something almost sadistic. A shiver of fear and excitement trickled down your spine.
You obeyed.
Your movements, ever clumsy as you scrambled onto the leather. The material was freezing against your fiery skin, but the heat radiating from Seonghwa was far more overwhelming. He did not wait as he moved into action. No, warning, not words. The thud was deafening over the music beyond the door as he fell to his knees. He was acting like a starved man on a mission, and nothing was going to get in his way with his reward.
Moving between your knees, his hands grabbed a hand full of your thighs, forcing them wide without a second thought. You felt his fingers dig into flesh and nails threaten to draw blood. Maybe starved wasnโt the word for the way Seonghwa acted in this momentโฆ No, he was more like,
Insane. Drunk. Fanatical and fixated.
"Oh, look at you," he hissed, his gaze fixed on the dampness already staining your underwear that hid so prettily beneath your skirt. "So ready for me. After all that acting, all this being shyโฆ youโre dripping like a whore."
He didn't waste time with more words. Not leaving any room for even a little yelp as he yanked your soft cotton panties to the side, exposing your aching cunt to the cool air of the room. He didnโt use his fingers first. He didnโt tease or linger. No, your head fell back as soon as you felt his thick nose push against your clit, letting him bury his face into your heat. The first lick was a long, broad stroke that made your back arch almost right off the couch. Youโve never felt such a feeling, something as delicious as someone's tongue lapping you up like it was their favourite meal. And you were his. As you let out a strangled cry, your fingers knotting in his hair, Seonghwa knew he was done for. He would eat you out every day for breakfast, lunch and dinner if you let him.
"Youโre so sweet," Seonghwa mumbled against your skin, his voice muffled. "Iโm going to eat every drop of you. I want to taste how much youโve been wanting this, sweetheart." He became a man possessed. His tongue was relentless, flicking over your clit with a precision that was borderline cruel. Sucking on you intensely, his soft hums created the perfect vibration that made your toes curl and vision spot. The tension in the room changed with each jagged breath. The wet, rhythmic sloppy sounds of his tongue against your folds, the sharp gasps you couldn't suppress, and the heavy thud of your hearts against each chest were enough to make you both spiral.
"Open wider," he growled, pulling back for a second to slap your inner thigh as you tried to close them around his head, the sound echoing in the small room. "Keep them open for me, bunny. I want to see everything."
"I-It's too much," you gulped air in as you spoke, your head tossing back and forth as your eyes screwed themselves shut. โSeonghwa, I canโt.โ
"Yes, you can," he said, his voice dropping to a low, dangerous register that made your cunt clench. And that's when you felt it, the sudden intrusion making you yelp. He shoved two fingers tightly inside your wet hole as he began pumping them hard and fast, his thumb never leaving your clit. Your hips bucked without a second thought, almost having a mind of their own, chasing pleasure your body was so desperately desiring. "I want you to squirt for me, sweetheart. I want to see you lose control completely.โ
"I... Iโve never done that," you panted, your voice breaking as you took in each thrust of his long digits. "I don't think I can."
Seonghwaโs gaze snapped up at you, a predatory smirk painting his features as his fingers seemingly became more frantic inside you. โNever?.. Oh, bunny. What am I going to do with you?โ
He sat up straighter, his whole body towering your bent one. His lips grazed your ear, letting you hear the soft panting from him over the squelch sound. โI guess I'll have to be the first one to make that happen, huh? I'm not letting you off this couch until you're dripping all over me. Got it."
You couldnโt help but nod, letting him have his way, as he went back to his couched position. His tongue licked a strip up your cunt before settling on your clit. His fingers hooked deep, finding the spot that made your hip jerk and high pitch higher. He was relentless, abusing your sensitive flesh with a focus that was terrifying and utterly arousing. You could quickly feel the foreign tension build, a pressure in your lower abdomen that felt like a dam about to burst. Trying your best to settle your breathing, you glanced over his broad shoulders, and that's when you noticed the digital clock on the desk. The numbers glowing crimson in your spotted vision.
โH-hwa.โ You choked out, your voice barely above a whisper as moans filled the void. โThe timeโฆ Time. Fuck. Seven minutes is over.โ
Seonghwa didn't even look up. He just growled low in his throat, his teeth grazing your inner thigh before he went back to devouring you. "Do I have to be blunt with you too, bunny?" His voice thick with lust, it sent a shiver down your spine. "And here I thought you were smart.โ
Your eyes widened in shock when he looked up at you, his mouth and nose already glistening from your juices. You wanted to feel embarrassed, but Seonghwaโs tone was quick to distract you. โThe clock doesn't matter. I decide when weโre done. And we are nowhere near done."
He sped up. His fingers were a blur, the sound of air being pushed out of your soaked pussy with every thrust creating a wet, slapping noise. He was punishing you now, his movements rough and demanding. He wantedโฆ Needed you to let go. To feel everything all at once. To feel nothing but him.
"Come on, baby. Give it to me," he commanded. "Squirt for me, you little slut. Show me how much you want the rest of us. Want me."
The unfamiliar sensation brewing in your gut finally snapped, leaving a white-spotted explosion to cloud your vision. Your body convulsed, your legs locking around his head as a torrent of fluid erupted from you, splashing across his face, his chest, and the leather of the couch. You sobbed, tears prickling at the corners of your eyes as a long, high-pitched sound erupted from your chest.
Seonghwa didn't move. He stayed there for a long moment, letting your tremors subside while his face still pressed against your core. When he finally did pull back, though, he was covered in you. Your scent was heavy in the air, musky, sweet, and metallic. He wiped a stray drop from his lip and licked it off his finger, his eyes never leaving yours as he did. He looked hypnotised, completely consumed with the idea of you.
"Look at that bunny," he whispered, his voice dark as he massaged your thighs. "Look what you did for me."
Feeling accomplished, Seonghwa stood abruptly. You went to follow him without a thought, but he quickly reached out, landing a playful but sharp slap on your clenching cunt. The sting of it brought you crashing back to realityโฆ Only slight. Watching him step away, leaving you shivering and vulnerable on the couch.
"Stay." Was all he said as he walked over to the desk.
Picking up his beer bottle, he took a long, slow swing of the last of his beer, eyes tracking the way your chest heaved as you tried to catch your breath. He looked down at the bottle, then back at you, a slow, cruel idea forming in his expression.
Your eyes never left him as he watched you. It made you feel hot, feelโฆ seen. From always being the one to never be looked at. You not having a good enough status in school. Being the forgotten kid. Or the nerd, the outcast. The list goes on, from what you've been called in your lifeโฆ but right now. All of Seonghwa's attention was on you. The Park Seonghwa. It made you feel desirable. Made you feel powerful.
"You like being watched, don't you?" he asked as if he were reading your mind, walking back towards you painfully slow. "You like the idea of being wanted, hmm? Want by meโฆ by us?โ
There it was again, the hinting of the other boys, only just a few feet away from this very room. It made you remember what San had said in the kitchen only twenty minutes ago.
"What kind of game, San?" You leant against the countertop with your arms crossed, still feeling the burn of the shot you just took. โIf this is some kinda of floor shot again. I told Wooyoung a million times. No.โ
San laughed, the sound vibrating against you while he stayed standing so close to you that your elbows were touching. "No, noโฆ nothing like thatโฆ.Without trying to freak you out."
โYou're already freaking me out."
"Okay, okay.โ Sanโs tone suddenly became serious. โThere's a reason for that.โ He points to the necklace on your neck. โAnd Seonghwa is gonna teach you later what the reason is. I just want you to knowโฆโ
San moves before you could think, hands on either side of you, caging you between his large body and the tabletop. โWe all care for you. And we all want something. But trying to tell you has been difficult. We don't want to scare you away.โ
You suddenly felt completely sober as you stared up at the man in front of you. Was he trying to say what you think he was? Did you just drink too much and now you're misinterpreting his words? "Sanโฆ what are you trying to say?โ
"Just be open-mindedโฆ Know that we all love you.โ San leant down to your ear, whispering the last bit of his sentence, letting you smell the bourbon on his hot breath. "And the studio is soundproofed. No one hears a thing once that door locks.โ
โIโฆโ Your mouth became tacky while your mind drew a blank. This was what San was talking about. What he meant by all of them loving youโฆ
โTell me the truth, baby. Did you ever think about me while you fuck yourself on those pathetic pieces of plastic? Or maybe more than just me? What about the others? Ever thought about your best friend, huh? Dreamed of Jonghoโs cock in you just as much as I dreamt of tasting this perfect pussy?"
You turned your head away, your face flushing a deep crimson. "I... Whatโฆ."
Seonghwa has gone mad, not liking your answer. Gipping the neck of the beer bottle, he chuckledโฆ a cruel, dark vibration from the pit of his chest. โI asked you a question, Sweetheart.โ
This time the pet name that rolled off his tongue wasn't filled with any hint of sweetness. No, this time it was filled with nothing but mockery. He wanted to get under your skin just like you have him. Without a word, he took two large steps towards you before nudging your legs further apart with his legs.
โAnswer me.โ His voice dropped to a dangerous whisper as he began ripping at your clothes until your lower half was completely bare and your shirt was discarded, leaving you in your soft pink cotton bra. His free hand gripped your ankle, spreading your legs open further to let him press the cold, rounded rim of the bottle against your wet entrance.
"Seonghwa, w-what are you doing?" You asked, your eyes widening as you felt the cold glass begin to slide inside you.
"I'm making sure you're paying attention," he replied bluntly. Pushing the bottle deeper, you could feel the cold sensation of the glass contrasting sharply with the heat of your overworked wall. "Does that feel good? Or is it too cold? Maybe youโd prefer something warmer. Something human, hmm?โ
He began to move the bottle in and out, the glass creating a suction that made a distinct, wet popping sound every time it almost slipped out. The feeling wasโฆ bizarre, invasive and oh so fucking erotic. You were too focused on the sensation of the bottle to speak. It was stretching you the way you needed, filling you in a way that felt foreign and overwhelming in the best way. You let out a soft moan, your eyes fluttering shut. Seonghwa's expression darkened. Letting go of your ankle, he ripped your bra down, letting your breasts spill free. He watched them move as his pace quickened before giving them a harsh slap, the impact making you yelp in surprise and pain.
โFuck Fuck Fuck Fuck.โ Your lips finally fell loose as your legs hugged tightly around Seonghwaโs firm hips. Leaning down, Seonghwa's teeth were bared on your neck, making sure he marked you anyway he could. Whether it was teeth marks, hickeys, or blood being drawn, he needed it all.
โSo tight, filthy little bunny.โ He hissed as he quickened his pace, his wrist growing almost tired at the odd angle of how he was holding the foreign object. โI bet youโre imagining itโs my cock, huh? Or maybe someone else's? Do you want all our cocks, baby? Come on, you can tell me. Donโt be shy now. Be a good girl.โ
โH-Hwaโฆ I.โ Tears stained your face, stinging your red cheeks. You didnโt want to admit anything, your heart ached while your mind felt dizzy. The push and pull Seonghwa gave you was almost strong enough to give you whiplash.
โYou can do it, bunny. Scream it out, let the others know exactly how you feel.โ
And even though you shook your head no as he sank the top of the beer bottle deeper, pressing his thumb to your clit for firmer, you felt a fire brew in the pit of your stomach. Because you knew, he knew your answer. Like he could read your every thought. You werenโt just interested in the broody frat boyโฆ. You were interested in his whole fraternity.
"YES!" You finally screamed as he gave your tits another love tap. The confession burst out of you like a physical weight as you squirted all over the beer bottle and Seonghwaโs hand. "I think about all of you! I want all of you! Is that what you wanted to hear?โ
Seonghwa frozeโthe bottle still buried deep inside your abused cuntโa slow, terrifying grin spreading across his perfect features. There was a hint of warmth to it. Maybe even a slight show of sympathy. But over all that, he looked like an animal who had finally trapped his prey where he wanted.
"All of us," he repeated, his voice like velvet over gravel. "Good. Thatโs what I like to hearโฆ But there is now one little problem...โ He pulled the bottle out of you, throwing it somewhere in the room. If you werenโt so focused on Hwa your eyes would have checked to see if the glass would break, but luckily it landed on the carpet and no shatter followed. โYouโve been keeping a secret since weโve been hereโฆ"
"What secrets?" you whispered, your heart hammering against your ribs.
"San," Seonghwa said, his eyes narrowing. "He told you something, did he. Fucker canโt keep a secret to save his life.โ
You couldnโt help but bite your lip, the guilt written clearly on your face. "San told me, you wanted toโฆ teach me... About the necklace. But what was it, I promise.โ The silence in the room was absolute. The only sound was the faint hum of the equipment and the distant, muffled beat of the music from outside. You could see the way Seonghwa tensed slightlyโฆ he didnโt believe you. Not entirely anyway. His eyes were ice cold, focused with rage that made you want to shrink into the leather beneath you.
โDid you know Iโd fuck you tonight?โ He said so bluntly that it almost gave you whiplash. โDid he tell you we all like you?โ The words came out slowly and dangerously. โWhat about that we rigged the cards so one of us could break you enough that youโd finally understand you are oursโฆโ
He stood up, his breathing ragged, his chest heaving with fury. โDid he think this was a game? We had a plan.โ Seonghwa passed for a moment, leaving you to worry. But before you could say anything, he grabbed you by the arm, his grip bruising as he hauled you off the couch, shoving you toward the mahogany desk.
โIโฆNo..โ Your mouth went dry as you tried to speak, but Seonghwa cut you off anyway.
"Hands on the desk," he commanded. "Now."
"Seonghwa, wait, what Iโ"
"I said hands on the desk!" he roared. You obeyed, your palms slapping against the cold, polished wood. You were trembling violently now, the reality of his anger settling over you. You heard the sound of a zipper, the rustle of fabric and something like ripping plastic... Then the heat of him was behind you, pressing against your backside intensely. โIโm gonna have words with him later. But right nowโฆโ
His lips grazed the shell of your ear. โI need you to take a deep breath.โ He didnโt wait for a response. He didnโt need to, grabbing your hips, with his fingers digging into the bones, he drove himself into you with one single brutal thrust that had your vision blurring. You let out a sharp cry, tears already staining your puffy cheeks as your head leaned back onto his shoulder. Seonghwa was so thick compared to the beer bottle. He seemed to stretch you beyond your limits. Well, that's what it felt like. He didn't give you time to adjust as he began to fuck you with a primal aggression. His body slamming into your pussy with a rhythmic, meat-on-meat thud that if you werenโt so turned on, youโd be embarrassed.
โYou are even more perfect than I imagined,โ he growled into your ear, his teeth grazing your lobe. "I'm going to fuck you until you forget your own name. I'm going to mark you so everyone down the hall knows who got you first.โ
His declaration made your head spin. The knowledge that this was not just a one-time thing. That this was just the beginning of something you couldnโt even explainโฆ and that everyone down the hall was just dying to join in. He was relentless. Every thrust felt like a challenge, a violent reassertion of dominance, of possession, that even though there was an agreement, he was going to show off what he could do for you. The desk creaked under the weight of your bodies, and the sound of your skin slapping together and panting breath filled the room. You could feel the friction building in the pit of your stomach, the raw, unpolished sensation of his cock deep inside you, driving you towards the edge. But something was missingโฆ You needed something else... Something more.
"Please," you sobbed, your fingers clawing at the wood of the desk, leaving scratch marks in the varnish. "More. Seonghwa, please, give me moreโฆ I need..."
"What do you need, baby. Tell me what you want?" His voice was so soft compared to before, there was a caring tone lacing each word, and it only made you melt more.
โI want to feel youโฆ I need to feel you when you cum in me.โ You had no idea how you were speaking so freely, stocking it up to alcohol and the blindness of sex that made you throw your filter out the window. But it was the truth, you were craving to have him use you completely.
He reached back and slapped your ass, the sound sharp and echoing as he chuckled. The sting only fueled your desire more. And he did it again, harder this time, leaving the red imprint of his hand on your skin before pulling out for a moment. "Is this what you wanted? Be claimed. Be filled with meโฆ"
He tore off the condom, showing it somewhere in the room, before completely trapping you against the desk, pushing off items he did not even bother to note, so he could make a perfect clearing just for your perfect body. โI told you there was a slut deep down somewhere. She just needed the motivation to come out.โ
He didn't hold back this time. He increased the pace until he was a blur of motion on top of you, his cock slid in and out with a wet, squelching sound that filled the room as he hit right where you needed every time. You felt your vision spot and your throat itch from the screaming. But it was when he reached around and gripped your neck, pulling your head up so he could see your face as he destroyed you, that you swore you saw stars.
โLook at you, sweetheart.โ He growled, โI want to see you. I want you to know exactly whoโs doing this to you. Not San. Not any of the others yetโฆ just me and me alone."
His mouth latched onto you, biting into your shoulder hard. His teeth sank deep into the skin, leaving a jagged, purple bruise. He moved to your neck, avoiding his hand as he sucked and bit until you were completely covered in hickeys that would take weeks to fade and be a bitch to cover. He was marking his territory, claiming every inch of you with a violence that was as much about possession as it was about pleasure. You felt his free hand leave your hip and snake between your legs before landing on your oversensitve bud. The friction was becoming intense, the heat between you nearly unbearable. And as Seonghwa felt your walls flutter around his aching cock, he knew you were done for.
โCome on, bunny. Be a good girl and come on my cockโฆโ His tongue licked a strip of sweaty skin on your neck, โIโll only empty my load into this cunt once you cum.โ
"Seonghwa!" you arenโt even sure if you screamed, cried, or whispered. Your mind was so far gone as you felt your orgasm take hold. It was more intense than the first few ones this evening, a rolling wave of pleasure and pain that made your legs give out entirely. He followed you a second later. He delivered a final blow of his hips, stilling himself deep inside you as his body vibrated with the effort. Letting out a low, guttural moan as he filled you with hot, thick pulses of cum. You felt it all, the way it settled in you, the way it began to drip around his cock and down your dangling legs. It felt heavenly. He held you there for a moment, pinned against the desk, his weight crushing you as you both struggled to breathe.
The room fell silent again, but this time it was soft. Calm. and gentle, only leaving space for the sound of ragged breathing and the distant, ever-present bass from across the hall. Seonghwa didn't pull out immediately. He stayed buried inside you just a little longer, his head resting on your shoulder, his sweat dripping onto your back as he slowly kissed your shoulder blades, then your spine, and neck. When he finally did move, it was slow and deliberate. He withdrew with the sound of his cock popping out of your soaked pussy. He eyed the way his cum dripped out of you and the way you lay on the desk limp, your muscles twitching and your skin covered in his marks.
To him, you looked absolutely perfect.
Seonghwa stood over you, adjusting his clothes, while letting you take a moment to breathe. And then he looked down at you again, once he was done collecting your clothes he had thrown around the room, his eyes still dark, but the burning rage had been replaced by a quiet, smug satisfaction.
He had you, and he couldnโt wait to see the looks on the others' faces when they saw you completely and utterly ruined.
ยฉJa3hwa. Do not steal, plagiarise, translate, repost, or use my work in any way, shape, or form.
do I have any 10Dance fans here? bc hear me out: Seonghwa as the stubborn, cold, no mercy ballroom dancer Sugiki... and playful Wooyoung as sexy, passionate, more reckless Latin dance king Suzuki... bro...
Seonghwa making you sit on his lap and cockwarm him while he teaches you how to tie his necktie. voice low and warm while he talks you through it step by step and his hands stay on your thighs and every once in a while he'll say "give me a squeeze.... fuck, baby... that's a good girl... nuh uh. under... you have to go under now. pay attention. you can do this."
Rules: without naming them, post a gif from ten of your favorite films, then tag ten people to do the same.
thanks for the tag Alyssaaa @kitten4sannie I didn't see the notif until today which is fkn weird considering you posted yours in March lmao. but anywayyys here's mine weee
edit: oops forgot to tag @andysorbit @thesafecafe @calibabii21
"so what you're saying is the tip isn't enough... but what you mean is I don't know what I'm fucking doing. You think I don't know what's good for you?"
"you love me so fucking much when I'm stuffing my dick in your needy little hole, baby. tell me you fucking love me."
"just keep your legs open for me, honey... I wanna be so deep inside you... so fucking deep."
will hit it from the back hard and watch you in the mirror
licks your sweat... and your tears
he's a biter. I just know it idk.
"should I get you pregnant or should I cum all over your face?"
"you always say it's too big but you always let me fit it deep iniside... your pussy knows this is where I belong."
headlock. he loves it just as much as you. like he fkn lives for it
"should I do this until you black out?... I should?... yeah?... you're fucking sick, baby..."
slaps your face
slaps you around from time to time
"does mommy like milking daddy's dick? hm?... You do?... Then say it. Tell me what mommy's pussy loves doing to this dick... tell it to me nice and slow."
he's gonna demand eye contact
"can I see those pretty eyes? can you look at me while I'm fucking you? that's it. that's perfect, baby. dont look away... stay right here with me"
doggy style is usually the highlight
"ass up nice and high... good girl. arch that pretty back for me."
will take forever to bottom out because he's too caught up in watching his dick disappear into you inch by inch
"tell me you love me if you want it all right now... tell me what I wanna hear, mama."
yes, he's calling you mama while he talks you through it
is this my beloved homeskillet biscuit Z? I may not be fluent in the feline language but I do speak the language of the heart... and I also had an edible so I feel like im a whole ass psychic
the world is unfair for many reasons, 1 ex being: why aren't I and @andysorbit singing karaoke together right now? why can't I teleport to her? we should be shouting "BEN, THE TWO OF US NEED LOOK NOOO MOOORE" rn. the fuck
STOP I'VE BEEN DYING FOR SOME FKN KARAOKE BUT I AINT GOT NOBODY TO FKN DO IT WITH ๐ญ๐ญ IF I COULD CLAP MY ASS CHEEKS TOGETHER AND TELEPORT TO YOU, WE COULD EAT THAT FKN SONG UP TOGETHER I SWEAR WE COULD
the world is unfair for many reasons, 1 ex being: why aren't I and @andysorbit singing karaoke together right now? why can't I teleport to her? we should be shouting "BEN, THE TWO OF US NEED LOOK NOOO MOOORE" rn. the fuck