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[favorite student pt2] enhypen heeseung
warnings: teacher!reader, (college)student!heeseung, age gap, unprotected sex
words: +8k
A/N: HELLO! Here's part two a little over a year later! I'm sorry for taking so long, after my last post I would only come a few times until one day tumblr decided to lie to me and tell me the account didn't exist, making me create a new account every time I wrote the email, but I'd search the blog through other accounts, it was there, so I'm no sure what happened. Part two is here and that's what matters.
Anyways, remember, despite this is about a college student, there's still a power dynamic and it's still wrong. This is a work of fiction and should not be imitated in real life.
[PART ONE]
Time passed by and Heeseung and you managed to stay together behind everyone's backs. His friends would ask constantly about his sudden uninterest from going to parties and meeting the girls that would approach him. Jeongin was the first one to guess he was seeing someone.
– So Heeseung? Are you going to take your girlfriend to our graduation party? – He asked casually, leaning against his car, watching Heeseung freeze. – I knew it, you bastard! Why didn't you tell us? – Jeongin pointed at him.
Beomgyu looked confused between them. – Wait, he has a girl? Since when?
– I... She's not from here. – Heeseung dismissed the topic, locking his car.
– Oh but you've been together for a while now... I bet she already has her dress.
Heeseung swallowed thick. – Uh she does, but because she has her own graduation party.
Jeongin nodded, not fully convinced. – When are we going to meet her?
– I have to ask her, man. She... She's not that good with new people.
– How did you meet her though? – Beomgyu asked.
Fuck.
– One of my mom's friends brought her daughter to mine a while ago. We just connected after a while. – Heeseung shrugged. He saw you in the distance, getting out of your car. – Uh... I need to talk to a teacher real quick...
Beomgyu followed his gaze. – Oh Miss [Y/N]? I have to talk to her too.
Heeseung sighed and nodded, walking to you with his friends behind him.
– Hi, Miss! – Jeongin said, making you turn your face.
– Hi, guys. What can I do for you? – You asked, walking into the building. You noticed Heeseung was tense.
– I was wondering if you have a copy of the book review I handed last week? My computer formatted. – Beomgyu scratched his neck. – It's the only assignment missing in my portfolio.
You laughed. – Yes, I still have it. I'll bring it tomorrow.
You stopped outside your classroom, looking at them since they still were with you. – Anything else?
– Heeseung said he also needed to talk to you. – Jeongin mentioned.
– Uhm... Same as Gyu. – He needed this conversation to be over.
You laughed. – Don't worry, I'll bring them tomorrow. Just make sure you don't miss them before I grade the portfolios.
The three friends nodded and Jeongin and Beomgyu started to leave, but Heeseung stayed with you.
– You coming, Hee? – Jeongin asked when they were a few steps away.
Heeseung didn't have another excuse to give so he just nodded. – I need to go to the restroom first.
As he rushed past his friends, they exchanged looks.
– That girl has him bad. – Beomgyu mentioned, laughing.
You stopped your tracks as you heard that. – Sorry?
– Oh, nothing. Just Heeseung and his new girlfriend. – Jeongin said. – See you tomorrow in class, Miss.
You nodded and watched them go. What new girlfriend?
The rest of the day, neither you nor Heeseung found the time to talk. You were too busy grading last minute assignments and Heeseung had to talk with three different teachers about the projects.
Heeseung was walking to his car and gave the parking lot a last look. Your car was still there.
– Uh... Fuck! – He faked a little too bad.
Jeongin looked at him. – What did you forget?
– My... My charger, I left it... I think at Mr. Park's classroom.
– Go, we can wait.
– It's fine, go first. I'll tag along. – Heeseung didn't wait another second. He rushed back to the building and straight to your classroom.
You were reading the final project of some students you were directing when you heard a knock on the door. Heeseung was looking through the small window with pleading eyes.
– Yes? – You asked, opening the door, playing it cool.
Heeseung pushed past you and closed the door, locking it before grabbing your face and kissing you. – I missed you. – He said out of breath, both from running and the adrenaline of someone finding you.
– There's still some students and teachers around. – You reminded him, but still gripped on his shirt.
– I know, I know. But I couldn't get rid of them the whole day. Wanted to see you. – He kissed you again, pushing you against the wall beside the door.
You let him kiss you, momentarily forgetting about the new piece of information his friends gave you earlier.
His hands went to your waist, getting you closer as he deepened the kiss. You moaned softly against his lips, making him smirk.
You pushed gently against his chest, forcing him to break the kiss but not letting him stray far. – Wait. – You breathed, trying to calm your heart. – Jeongin said something earlier. They were talking about a new girlfriend. Who is she?
Heeseung let out a frustrated groan, resting his forehead against yours as his hands tightened on your waist. – That's just the cover story I gave them so they'd stop asking why I'm suddenly not interested in meeting new people. – He admitted, his eyes searching yours with a mix of annoyance and affection. – I told them I met a girl through my mom, someone from out of town. It was the only thing I could think of on the spot.
A small smile tugged at your lips as you smoothed down the collar of his shirt – Good to know.
– Baby, you didn't think I'd cheat on you, right? Because I'd never. – He let out a dramatic sigh of relief when you shook your head no, leaning down to nuzzle his nose against your neck.
– And as much as I love having you around after class, we need to be extra careful this last week, ok? – You wrapped your arms around his neck, rubbing your fingers over his scalp.
He relaxed, closing his eyes. – Yes, baby, I'll behave.
– Perfect. Now go. I have a lot to do.
Heeseung nodded, giving you a last and long kiss before pulling away, opening the door and checking there wasn't anyone around.
The next day, you woke up with a horrible fever, teary eyes and your stomach growling. The weird tasted bagel you got from the vending machine at school came to mind. Of course it was food poisoning.
You barely managed to send a text to your superior, asking her to give notice to your students. You only had two groups today, but since it was last week, all of them suddenly had tons of doubts before the final.
Heeseung parked his car and waited for Jeongin to pull in. His phone rang and he saw it was a call from you.
“Good morning, baby.” He smiled, looking around.
“Hi...” Your voice was weak as you were waiting for the delivery person to arrive with your medicines and electrolytes.
“Are you ok? You need me to go?” He was already turning his car on.
“I'm fine, just food poisoning. I called you to let you know I won't go today. I already notified the school.”
Heeseung turned his phone off and sighed. Jeongin and Beomgyu parked next to his car. “As soon as I'm done here, I'm going to your place.” It wasn't a question, he was letting you know.
“I was trusting you'd come. Please behave.”
He laughed, signing at his friends to wait for him. “I always behave, baby. But I'll be extra good so you won't have to worry.”
“I know you will. Use the key I gave you. I don't have the energy to even stand up.”
“Yep. See you later, baby. Take your medicine."
He hung up and got out of the car under Jeongin's accusing eyes. He pretended he didn't notice, taking his backpack from the backseat.
– Your girl? – He asked, smirking.
Heeseung swallowed. – Yeah, she's... She has an exam in like 5 minutes.
They nodded and walked to their first class. During the third period, they were notified you wouldn't show up to class by another teacher. And before he left, he handed Heeseung and Beomgyu the assignments they asked for yesterday.
They could leave school since it was their last class, but most of the students decided to stay to finish missing assignments. Heeseung couldn't just leave with this many people actually busy. He was busy too, but could just keep working at your place. Only if Jeongin and Beomgyu wouldn't have asked him to stay with them. They went to the backyard and worked there.
– How did you girl do in her exam? – Beomgyu asked, staring at the screen of his laptop.
Heeseung took a deep breath. – She said it was easier than expected.
– Bet she's smart as fuck. Finals easier than expected?
– Yeah, she's... She's really smart. – He babbled, unconsciously smiling.
– Damn man! Does she have a magical pussy or what? No one has ever got you this... bad.
Jeongin elbowed Beomgyu. – Don't be vulgar, dude. It's his girl whom you're talking about.
Heeseung laughed. – I'm not sharing details about our sexual life, but I'll just say I don't need anything else.
Beomgyu shook his head, turning his attention back to his essay, though a small grin remained on his face. – Fair enough, man. Glad you found someone like that.
Heeseung nodded absently, his leg bouncing with impatience as he checked the time on his phone every thirty seconds. He felt a sharp pang of guilt knowing you were alone at home, feeling terrible.
Just as Heeseung opened his mouth to fabricate an excuse about leaving early, a group of seniors walked past their table, their voices loud enough to carry over to the small group. They were laughing about something regarding the faculty, and Heeseung didn't pay much attention until he heard your name mentioned explicitly in the context of a scandalous comment that made his blood boil.
– I'm telling you, once I have that diploma in my hand, I'm getting her in my bed. – The first guy said.
– And you're so sure she'd say yes to you? – A second guy laughed.
– Please! She always stands next to me in class, smiles at me. I just know she's waiting as I am.
Heeseung tightens his fists. And as he was about to speak up, Jeongin laughed. – Bro! She does that with everyone she knows who need the extra help!
The first guy rolled his eyes when his friends laughed. – Really? Then why was I able to spend time with her after class the last few weeks?
That was a lie. Heeseung knew this guy was lying, but if he called his bluff, they would ask how he knew.
– Dude, that's... That's incriminating. You can get her in trouble. – Heeseung said in a calm tone.
– It's the truth. I'd never get my girl in trouble. And if I do... I know how to apologize.
The group of friends left laughing. As if what the guy said was the funniest thing.
– Fucking asshole. – Heeseung said under his breath, but his friends heard him.
– He sounded really confident, though. What if Miss [Y/N] is actually interested in him? – Beomgyu looked away from his screen.
– You believe him? Didn't he say he slept with the school therapist and it turned out it was fake? – Jeongin defended. Closing his laptop.
– And about the orgy with the whole cheerleading team. – Heeseung added. His friends laughed.
– My bad, ok!? Dude's pretty convincing. – Beomgyu imitated Jeongin, closing his laptop and staring at Heeseung. – We might have to alert her about this. If the principal hears about it first, she's going to get in so much trouble.
Heeseung nodded. – Maybe on Friday before the exam. – But he was about to tell you about it.
Heeseung drove particularly fast to your place once he convinced his friends he couldn't hang out with them. Before he parked, he already had the spare key you gave him a few days ago. He fixed his hair and got out of his car, walking to your door. He spotted a paper bag by your door and frowned, taking it and opening the door.
– Babe? – He asked, closing the door behind him as he removed his shoes. He walked in and left the paper bag on the table in your dining room, seeing it was medicine and electrolytes. “She must’ve fallen asleep before the delivery got here.” He thought, taking everything to your bedroom.
And that was exactly what happened. As he entered the room, he noticed your figure curled up in the middle of your bed, he softly smiled and closed the door, walking to your nightstand and letting the medicines and electrolytes there for you to have close. He sat down next to you and placed the back of his hand on your forehead, nodding when he felt you weren’t too hot but still sweating.
– Hey… – He called softly, rubbing your shoulder. – I’m here.
You groaned and slowly opened your eyes. – Hi… – You answered, turning your body to face him. – What time is it?
– Almost 4pm, have you eaten yet? – Heeseung asked, moving the hair stick to your forehead. You shook your head. – I’ll see what I can cook for you. I think you need a shower.
– You’re saying I stink? – You joked, sitting up.
Heeseung laughed and kissed your cheek. – Yes, baby, you stink. – Of course he didn’t mean it, but it was obvious a shower would be really helpful. – You need help with it?
You shook your head again, taking a deep breath. – No, it’s fine. I’ll take the medicine and hope for the best.
– Keep the door unlocked just in case, ok? - He gave you a last kiss on the forehead before standing up and leaving you in your room as he made his way to the kitchen.
The shower didn’t go that bad, except for the parts where you were trying not to fall on your ass every time you bent over to wash your legs. You finally made it out and walked to your room, grabbing clean pajamas and drying your hair with your hairdryer. When Heeseung heard the hairdryer, he left the food covered and walked to your room, leaning against the doorframe.
– You look better. – He mentioned, walking and stopping behind you as you dried your hair.
– I feel better. I even got hungry. – You answered, smiling at him through the mirror.
Heeseung sat down on your bed and stared at you, not saying anything, just admiring your focused face as you ran your fingers through your hair.
Once you were done, you opened one of the electrolytes and took a sip of it, taking a deep breath. – Smells good… Did you check every drawer and cabinet of the kitchen, didn’t you?
– I did, yeah. – He said as he stood up to help you, placing his hands on your waist. – You’ve got some stuff around, I googled a few things. Don’t expect it to be tasty, your stomach can’t have too much of anything.
You rolled your eyes and hugged him from his neck, pulling him down to kiss him. – Thank you. – You said over his lips.
– Any time, babe.
The two of you ate in the comfortable silence of your bedroom, the smell of the plain chicken and rice Heeseung had prepared filling the room. He watched you like a hawk, making sure you actually finished the portion he served, nodding in approval when you set the empty bowl down on the nightstand.
– See? That wasn't so bad. – He smiled, taking the bowls and stacking them on the floor. He moved back to the bed, leaning against the headboard and patting the space next to him.
You slid under the covers, immediately gravitating towards his warmth. Heeseung wrapped an arm around your shoulders, letting you rest your head on his chest. The steady rhythm of his heartbeat was soothing, making you feel sleepy again. His fingers combed through your hair, the repetitive motion lulling you into a state of drowsiness. The fever had broken, leaving you feeling weak but surprisingly comfortable in his arms.
– Hey, there's something I have to tell you. – Heeseung murmured, his voice vibrating against your cheek. – This guy, I don't even remember his name. He... He was telling other guys you were into him.
– And what makes him think that? – You asked, frowning and lifting your head to look at him.
Heeseung took a deep breath. – Because he said you pay extra attention to him. – He made an emphasis in extra. – And swore you two have met after class.
You groaned, letting your head back on his chest. – Jiho.
– Who is Jiho? – Heeseung asked, his hand pausing in your hair as his body tensed beneath you.
– Kim Jiho. He sits in the back row, always wears that black hoodie with the band patches on the sleeves. – You sighed, closing your eyes as the headache started to creep back. – He’s been... persistent lately. Always asking for feedback on essays that are already fine, lingering after class. I thought I was being polite, but clearly, he took it the wrong way.
Heeseung let out a low, frustrated growl, his chest vibrating against your cheek. – He told his friends he was going to get you in his bed once he graduates. That he knows how to apologize if he gets you in trouble.
Your head snapped. – He said what?
– Yeah. He said that. – He confirmed, his jaw clenching so hard you could see the muscle twitching. – And he said he’s been spending time with you after class. And I can easily tell everyone he's lying, because I stay after class with you, but that definitely will get you in trouble.
– I'll have to talk to him. – You said leaning your back against the head of the bed.
Heeseung swallowed thick, not liking the sound of that, but he knew it was necessary. – Yeah... Beomgyu and Jeongin were also there so they might say something on friday.
– Of course. Uhm... No, I have to do it tomorrow, if I wait until Friday it might get spread further. I'll say I heard the rumor, I don't have to say any name. It's me who'll get in trouble. – You explained, brushing your hair back and sighing.
Heeseung reached out, gently gripping your hand and interlacing his fingers with yours. The tension in his jaw hadn't relaxed, his eyes dark with a lingering protectiveness. – Just be careful, okay? Guys like him... they don't like being embarrassed. If you call him out in front of the class, he might lash out.
– I know. – You sighed, squeezing his hand back. – But I can't have him going around spreading lies. If the principal hears a rumor like that without me addressing it first, it looks like I'm trying to hide something.
Heeseung didn't look convinced, but he nodded anyway. He shifted, pulling you closer until you were practically tucked under his chin. – I’ll be nearby tomorrow. Just in case. I have a free period during your second block, right? I’ll just... linger in the hallway or something.
– Yeah, I think that's a good idea. – You nodded, resting your head on his chest again. – Thanks, again.
The next day, you already had a plan, but knew Jiho would pretend he didn't know, so you passed with the school counselor to mention the situation and request her presence after the day ended. In class, you asked Jiho to stay after classes end, the whole class looking at him, some of his friends smirking, but others frowning. You texted Heeseung about your new plan and hoped he wouldn't storm into your classroom in the middle of the talk.
Heeseung was just reading your text when Jiho stormed out of your classroom looking really upset, and when he got a sight of Heeseung, he grabbed the collar of his shirt as soon as he was in his reach.
– It was you, Lee! I fucking knew it! – Jiho said, tugging Heeseung's shirt. – What? You got jealous?
– Jiho, that's enough! – Your voice was heard. The passing students were already frozen on the spot to the scene. – Let him go or we are taking this to the principal.
Jiho clenched his jaw and shoved Heeseung away, passing next to him, without forgetting to push him. The counselor walked to Heeseung to make sure he was ok, and walked to Jiho, calling his name.
You walked to Heeseung, but kept your distance. – Hey, are you ok?
Heeseung ran a hand through his hair, his jaw ticking as he watched Jiho reluctantly follow the counselor down the hall, looking like a storm cloud ready to burst. He took a deep breath, trying to compose himself before turning his attention to you. His eyes softened instantly when they landed on your worried face.
– I’m fine. – He assured you, though his voice was tight. – He’s just... he’s an idiot. Did he say anything to you? Did he try to deny it?”
You nodded, glancing around to make sure none of the other students lingering in the hallway were paying too much attention to the interaction between a student and a teacher, even if the halls were mostly cleared out. – He didn't have much of an option but to admit it since the counselor also knew about the rumors. One of his friends snitched.
– That makes things easier. – He let out a sharp breath, adjusting his shirt where Jiho had grabbed it. His eyes flickered over your shoulder to make sure the coast was clear before stepping slightly closer. – Did he say anything else?
You shook your head, keeping your voice low. – No. He was too busy trying to save his own butt. The counselor made it very clear that harassment allegations are taken seriously, especially with graduation so close. He’s suspended pending a meeting with his parents and the principal.
Heeseung huffed a dark, humorless laugh. – Good.
You nodded and took a deep breath. –Yeah, but we have to stop seeing each other after school. It's not like the rumor is going to die overnight. Just to be careful.
The air between you seemed to thicken, heavy with the unspoken reality of what those words meant. Heeseung’s mask of calm cracked instantly, his eyes widening in a mix of disbelief and rising panic. He took a sharp step forward, closing the gap you had carefully created, his voice dropping to a desperate whisper.
– What? No. – He shook his head frantically, running a hand through his hair again. – That’s... that’s insane. You can’t just cut me off because some lying prick got caught. We were doing fine.
– We were lucky, Heeseung. – You corrected him gently. You reached out, instinctively wanting to comfort him, but let your hand fall back to your side. You couldn't afford to be seen touching him right now, not when the walls felt like they were closing in. – And I'm not cutting you off, I'm only saying we will see each other during weekends.
Heeseung let out a dry, humorless laugh, shaking his head in disbelief. He took a step closer, invading the personal space you were desperately trying to keep. – Weekends? That’s it? You seriously think I can go from seeing you almost every day to seeing you twice a week? Just because some jerk got caught lying?
– It's not just about him getting caught, Heeseung. – You kept your voice calm. – It's about the spotlight. Now that there's been an incident, people are going to be watching. Teachers, students, administration. If we keep sneaking around like nothing happened, we're going to slip up.
– We haven't slipped up yet! – He argued, his voice rising slightly before he caught himself and lowered it to a harsh whisper. – I covered for us. I made up the fake girlfriend. I stayed away when you asked me to. We are careful. Don't punish me for his mistake.
– I'm not punishing you, there's only a week left of school. You're acting as if I'm breaking up with you.
Heeseung’s frustration was palpable, but he finally seemed to hear the exhaustion in your voice. He stared at the floor, his jaw working as he fought with his own emotions. – Fine. – He bit out, looking back up at you, his eyes shining with a stubborn intensity. – One week. But you have to promise me that after graduation, you aren't pulling back again. We go public. Or at least, we tell our friends.
You let out a sigh of relief, shoulders dropping as the tension left your body. – I promise. No more hiding after you walk across that stage. Now go home and study for your final.
The rest of the week felt like walking on a rope without a safety net. The rumor about Jiho’s suspension spread like wildfire, the retelling changing every time. Some versions had him harassing multiple teachers, others claimed he had a breakdown in the middle of the cafeteria. But through it all, the fact that you were the cause for the disciplinary action remained the center of attention.
Because of this, you and Heeseung maintained a strict and painful distance.
He sat in the back of your class during those final days, his usual participatory attitude replaced by silence. He kept his eyes on his notebook or the clock, refusing to make eye contact with you, though you could feel his gaze burning into you the moment you turned to write on the whiteboard. The "fake girlfriend" lie he had told his friends became a convenient shield; they attributed his mood to relationship drama, unaware that the relationship in trouble was the one he was hiding right under their noses.
On Friday, after their final, Heeseung told his friend he was going to visit his girl for the weekend. After changing his clothes and ordering dinner, he drove to your place around 7pm, the plastic bags holding for dear life on his passenger seat.
Your car was already there so he took the bags and knocked on the door with his foot.
You opened the door, leaning heavily against the frame. You looked exhausted, your hair pulled back in a messy bun and your eyes rimmed with red from the stress of the week, but when you saw him, your shoulders slumped in relief.
– To what do I owe the pleasure? – You joked softly, stepping aside to let him in.
– Delivery service for a very stressed teacher. – Heeseung smiled, kicking the door shut with his heel. He walked straight to the kitchen island, dropping the bags with a heavy thud. – I brought thai food, the specific brand of soda you like and dessert. We are officially decompressing.
And before you could even say thank you, Heeseung grabbed you from your face and kissed you, backing you until your back hit the door.
The kiss was desperate, fueled by long days of neglecting each other for the sake of your relationship. His fingers trembled slightly against your jaw before deepening the kiss, the only sound in your house being both of your breathing and the smacking of your lips.
His lips moved against yours with an urgency that made your head spin, and for a moment, all the stress of the past few weeks melted away. It all dissolved in the heat of his mouth on yours.
You gripped the front of his shirt, pulling him closer, and he responded with a low sound against your lips. His hands slid from your face to your waist, fingers pressing into the curve of your hips as if anchoring himself to you.
– I missed you. – He breathed between kisses. – God, I missed you so much.
You giggled against his lips. – We literally saw each other at school.
– Not the same. – He responded, anchoring his hands on your thighs and pulling you up, making you wrap your legs around him.
You let out a small gasp at the sudden shift, your fingers instinctively tightening in his hair as he held you securely against him. – Definitely not the same. – You agreed breathlessly.
Heeseung smiled against your mouth, that confident, slightly cocky smile you'd grown to love, before carrying you toward the couch. He lowered himself carefully, settling you on his lap as he leaned back, his eyes finally meeting yours.
– I love you. – He whispered, his thumbs rubbing your thighs.
You smiled and lowered yourself, kissing his lips. – And I love you.
Heeseung's lips returned to yours, immediately attacking your tongue with his. The kiss slowed from desperate to deep, his tongue sliding against yours in a way that felt like a conversation, apologies and forgiveness and longing all communicated without words.
– You're not hungry yet, right? I really need you and can't wait another second. – He said, his chest heaving as he talked.
You laughed softly, your fingers tracing the line of his jaw. – I think I can survive a few more minutes without dinner.
– Good. – His voice was rough, low in a way that made your stomach flip.
Heeseung's hands slid higher on your thighs, his touch firm but careful, always so careful with you despite the urgency in his kiss. His lips traveled down to your neck, giving a soft bite, his hands moving under your shirt and starting to pull it up.
Your breath hitched as his fingers brushed against the bare skin of your waist, the cool air meeting the warmth his touch left behind. You lifted your arms, letting him pull the shirt over your head, and for a moment he just looked at you.
His eyes darkened, scanning your face, your collarbones, the way your chest rose and fell with each breath. That confident smirk softened into something rawer, something vulnerable.
– You're staring. – You murmured, suddenly self conscious under the lamp's dim glow.
– I just can't believe you're mine. – He said, looking at your eyes to let you know he meant every word.
Your heart clenched at his words at the way his voice cracked slightly on "mine." You cupped his face, thumbs brushing over his cheekbones as you leaned forward, pressing your forehead to his.
His hands tightened on your waist, and he exhaled shakily against your lips before kissing you again, slower this time, reverent. His palms slid up your back, warm and steady, mapping the curve of your spine like he was memorizing you. When his fingers found the clasp of your bra, he paused, pulling back just enough to search your eyes.
You answered him by pressing your lips to his again, a silent permission that made him exhale against your mouth in relief. His fingers worked the clasp with surprising steadiness, and when it came undone, he slid the straps down your arms slowly, reverently, letting the fabric fall away.
The cool air prickled against your bare skin, but his hands were there immediately, warm and grounding as they traced the curve of your waist, up your ribs, careful to memorize every inch. Heeseung pulled back just enough to look at you, and the raw hunger in his eyes was softened only by the tenderness written across his features.
– So beautiful. – The words were barely a whisper, like a confession he couldn't keep inside. Heeseung's hands trembled slightly as they traced up your sides, his thumbs brushing the undersides of your breasts with a reverence that made your heart ache. He leaned forward, pressing a kiss to your collarbone, then another lower, each one deliberate, like he was writing promises into your skin.
– Heeseung... – Your voice came out breathier than you intended, your fingers tightening in his hair.
He responded by taking one of your tits into his mouth.
His tongue circled your nipple slowly, deliberately, before sucking gently, and the sensation sent a jolt of electricity straight through your core. Your head fell back, a soft moan escaping your lips as your hips shifted instinctively against him.
Heeseung groaned in response, the vibration of his voice against your sensitive skin making you gasp. His hands gripped your waist tighter, holding you steady as his mouth worked you, alternating between slow, torturous circles and sharper flicks that had you arching into him. His other hand traced up your side, thumb brushing over your ribcage before cupping your other tit, kneading softly while his mouth continued its sweet torture.
You tugged at his hair, pulling him back up to your lips, kissing him deeply as your hands found the hem of his shirt. He got the message immediately, breaking the kiss just long enough to yank it over his head before his mouth was on yours again.
His bare skin against yours was intoxicating, the defined lines of his chest pressing against you as the kiss deepened. Your palms flattened against his shoulders, sliding down over the firm planes of his chest, feeling the rapid beat of his heart beneath your fingertips.
Heeseung's hands slid down to your hips, his fingers hooking into the waistband of your pants. He paused, his forehead pressed against yours, breath mingling in the small space between you.
– Stop being a gentleman, Heeseung. I'm yours. I'm not going anywhere. – You whispered into his lips, standing up and taking off your own pants.
His breath caught as you stood before him, his eyes tracing the lines of your body with a hunger that made your skin burn. That confident smirk returned, but there was something darker in it now, something unrestrained. His hands found your hips immediately, pulling you back onto his lap. You settled over him, feeling the hard press of him through his jeans, and a slow heat pooled in your lower belly. His mouth found your neck, biting down gently before soothing the skin with his tongue, and you rolled your hips against him instinctively.
A groan rumbled through his chest, his fingers digging into your hips as you moved against him. The friction was maddening, even through the denim and you could feel exactly how much he wanted you. – You're going to kill me. – He breathed against your neck, his voice wrecked.
You smiled, rolling your hips again, slower this time. – Then stop talking and do something about it.
Heeseung's eyes darkened at your challenge, that cocky smirk spreading across his lips before he flipped you onto your back on the couch in one fluid motion. He hovered over you, one arm braced beside your head while his free hand worked his belt buckle, never breaking eye contact. He stripped off his jeans, and you watched the lean lines of his body as he moved, the lamp casting shadows across the defined muscles of his abdomen. When he settled over you again, skin against skin, the heat between you was almost unbearable.
His hand traced down the side of your body, fingers hooking into the waistband of your underwear. He paused, his eyes searching yours one last time, seeking permission. You answered by lifting your hips, and he pulled the fabric down slowly, his breath ragged as he revealed more of you. Heeseung tossed the thin material aside, then settled between your thighs, his weight balanced on his forearms as he lowered himself to you.
You looked down, catching his hand stroking his boner. Quickly, you pushed his hand and did it yourself, all without breaking eye contact with him.
Heeseung's breath stuttered, his jaw going slack as your fingers wrapped around him. His eyes fluttered shut for a fraction of a second before snapping back open, fixed on yours with an intensity that made your pulse race.
– Fuck... – The word escaped him like a reflex, rough and unguarded.
You stroked him slowly, deliberately, watching every expression that crossed his face. The way his brow furrowed, the way his lips parted, the way his throat worked as he swallowed hard.
You felt his fingers going to your pussy, tightening your grip around him. Heeseung let out a guttural sound, his hips jerking into your grip as his fingers found your wetness. He groaned against your neck when he felt how ready you were for him, his touch gentle but deliberate as he stroked you, thumb circling the sensitive bundle of nerves that made your back arch off the couch.
– You're so wet. – He breathed, the words almost reverent. – All for me?
– All for you. – You confirmed, your voice breaking as his fingers pressed deeper. Your hand stilled on him for a moment, overwhelmed by the sensation, but he didn't seem to mind. His forehead dropped to your shoulder, his breath hot and ragged against your skin.
Heeseung's patience finally snapped.
He pulled his hand away from you, catching your wrist and removing your grip from him with a gentle but firm hold. You whimpered at the loss of contact, but the sound dissolved into a gasp when he positioned himself at your entrance, his eyes locking onto yours with an intensity that made your breath catch.
– I need to be inside you. – His voice was barely recognizable, rough with desire. – Now.
Heeseung pushed forward slowly, inch by agonizing inch, his jaw clenched tight as he fought to maintain control. The stretch was intoxicating, your back arching to him as he filled you completely. A broken sound escaped your lips, your nails digging into his shoulders as you adjusted to the feeling of him.
– Look at me. – He whispered, his voice strained. – I want to see you.
Your eyes fluttered open, meeting his gaze through half lidded eyes. His arms trembled as he held himself still above you, the effort of not moving written across every line of his face.
– Heeseung... – You breathed, lifting your hips slightly, urging him on.
A shudder ran through him at the motion, his eyes fluttering shut for a moment before he forced them open again. He pulled back slowly, watching your face as he drew almost completely out of you before pushing forward again, deeper this time. A moan slipped from your lips, your fingers tightening on his shoulders as pleasure rippled through your body.
Heeseung set a slow pace, each thrust deep and measured as if he was trying to memorize the way you felt around him. His eyes never left your face, watching every flicker of pleasure, every gasp that escaped your lips.
– Faster. – You breathed, your legs wrapping tighter around his waist, pulling him deeper.
His control cracked. Heeseung's hips snapped forward, the new pace making you cry out as pleasure shot through your body. The sound of skin meeting skin filled the room, mixing with your ragged breaths and the low groans that rumbled from his chest. He buried his face in your neck, his breath hot and erratic against your skin as he drove into you.
Your fingers tangled in his hair, pulling his face back up to yours. The kiss was messy, all teeth and desperation, both of you swallowing each other's sounds as his pace grew relentless.
– You feel so good. – He groaned against your mouth, his voice wrecked beyond recognition. – So fucking good.
Your back arched off the couch as he hit that spot inside you. His name tumbled from your lips like a prayer, over and over, and each time you said it, he responded with a deeper thrust, a tighter grip on your hip.
The coil in your belly wound tighter with every thrust, pleasure building in waves that made your toes curl. Heeseung's rhythm never faltered, each snap of his hips precise and devastating, like he knew exactly how to take you apart.
– Heeseung, I'm- – The words dissolved into a moan, your nails raking down his back as the tension crested.
– I know. – His voice was ragged against your ear, his pace quickening. – I know, baby, I know. I've got you.
His hand slid between your bodies, his thumb finding your clit and circling with just enough pressure to send you hurtling over the edge. The orgasm crashed through you like a wave, your entire body seizing as his name tore from your lips in a broken cry. Your walls clenched around him, pulsing, and you felt his rhythm stutter, his control finally shattering.
– Fuck! – Heeseung's voice cracked, his hips jerking erratically as your body pulled him deeper. He buried his face in your neck, a guttural sound escaping him as he followed you over, spilling into you with a shudder that echoed through both of your bodies. His arms gave out, his weight settling against you as he gasped for breath, his heart hammering against yours.
For a long moment, neither of you moved. The only sounds were your ragged breathing and the distant hum of the refrigerator in the kitchen. His fingers traced lazy patterns on your hip, and you could feel the tremors still running through his body, the aftershocks of his release.
Heeseung pressed a soft kiss to your shoulder, then another to the curve of your neck, his lips warm and lingering against your damp skin. You could feel his heart still racing against your chest, gradually slowing as his breathing evened out.
You ran your fingers through his hair, pushing the damp strands away from his forehead. He lifted his head to look at you, and the vulnerability in his eyes made your breath catch. All that confidence, that cocky smirk, stripped away to reveal something softer underneath.
– Hi. – You whispered, a small smile tugging at your lips.
– Hello, gorgeous. – He responded, his voice coming out deeper.
– I think I'm hungry. – You kept your voice low, biting your lower lip.
Heeseung chuckled and kissed your nose. – Of course you do.
Heeseung pressed one more lingering kiss to your lips before carefully pulling out of you, both of you exhaling shakily at the loss of contact. He disappeared down the hallway for a moment, returning with a soft throw blanket from your bedroom. He draped it over your body with a tenderness that contrasted sharply with the intensity of minutes ago, his fingers brushing your shoulder as he tucked the fabric around you.
– Don't move. – He murmured, pressing a kiss to your temple before standing. – I'll bring the food.
You watched him walk toward the kitchen, the lamplight catching the lean lines of his back, the faint red marks your nails had left across his shoulder blades. He pulled on his boxers without turning around, and you found yourself smiling at the domesticity of it, the way he moved through your space like he belonged there.
He spent the whole weekend with you, only leaving on Sunday because you made him leave, saying you needed a good night's sleep before monday's classes, and having him there wasn't a good idea.
The last few days of school were calmed. Students would only go to check their final’s results and leave or stay in case they wanted to argue with the teachers. Heeseung kept his distance the whole time, not being able to stop smirking every time your eyes met his.
While walking out of the building, Beomgyu talked about having a small gathering after the ceremony, Heeseung nodded, agreeing with the idea.
– Yeah, I'm down. I'll see if my girl wants to come.
– Finally! – Jeongin raised his voice. – We're finally meeting her!
Heeseung was dying to see their faces when you walk into the door.
When the ceremony happened, Heeseung wasn't subtle anymore. He would wink at you in the distance, texting you and smiling at your flustered reaction.
"There's nothing they can do now." He texted, sending you a selfie he took with Beomgyu and Jeongin with their diplomas in hand.
You laughed at the text but didn't answer, avoiding looking at him. You locked your phone when a teacher started a conversation with you. Something along the lines of "They're finally leaving." that made you laugh.
Just two days later, Heeseung was behind you while you were getting ready to officially meet Beogyu and Jeongin, not as your students but as your boyfriend's friends. You took a deep breath and looked at him through the mirror.
Heeseung leaned against the door frame, arms crossed over his chest, watching you with that infuriatingly confident smile. You had changed outfits three times already, and each time he insisted you looked perfect.
– You're staring again. – You said, adjusting the collar of your blouse for the third time.
– Can you blame me? – He pushed off the door frame and crossed the room, his hands finding your waist from behind. He pressed a kiss to your shoulder, then another to the side of your neck. – You look beautiful.
– How I look is not what's worrying me, Heeseung. – You confessed, placing your hands over his.
Heeseung's hands stilled on your waist, his chin resting on your shoulder as he met your eyes in the mirror. The playful glint in his gaze softened into something more serious, more attentive.
– They already love you, babe. It's not like they'll get mad. Maybe just upset for keeping this from them, but... it'll be fine. I promise. – Slowly, Heeseung turned your body around. – I can always tell them you got sick.
You exhaled slowly, your fingers curling into the fabric of his shirt as you leaned into him. The steady rhythm of his heartbeat beneath your palm grounded you, chasing away the nervous flutter in your chest. – I'm not backing out. – You murmured, looking up at him. – I just... what if they think less of you? Of us?
Heeseung's expression shifted, that confident smirk softening into something earnest. He cupped your face, thumbs brushing over your cheekbones with a tenderness that made your chest ache. – They won't, I know them. If anything they'll be impressed you're with me.
You laughed, nuzzling your nose against his. – If only they knew.
He lifted his head, pressing a quick kiss to your lips before stepping back. – Come on, gorgeous. Before I decide to keep you here all night instead.
– That sounds tempting. – You admitted, making him chuckle.
The drive to Beomgyu's place was short but filled with Heeseung's hand resting comfortably on your thigh, his thumb tracing soothing circles against your skin. Every so often, he would glance over at you, that soft smile playing on his lips, and you felt your nerves settle just a little more each time.
When he parked outside the apartment building, you took a deep breath. Heeseung squeezed your hand.
– Ready?
– As I'll ever be.
Heeseung laced his fingers through yours as you walked up to the door, not letting go even when he knocked. The door swung open almost immediately, Beomgyu's bright grin greeting you both.
– Finally! – Beomgyu pulled Heeseung into a quick hug before his eyes landed on you. His expression shifted from excitement to shock, his mouth falling open. – No way.
Jeongin appeared behind Beomgyu, a drink in hand. He glanced at you, then at Heeseung, then back at you. His eyes widened comically. – Professor?
Heeseung's smirk was immediate, that cocky expression you knew so well spreading across his face as he pulled you closer by the waist. – Told you my girl was special.
Beomgyu's mouth opened and closed several times before any sound came out. – You're... you're dating our professor? Our hot professor?
– Beomgyu! – Jeongin elbowed him sharply, his ears turning red as he struggled to process the information. – You can't just call her that in front of him!
Beomgyu held up his hands in defense. – I mean... look at her! Can you blame me? Wait, no, that came out wrong.
You laughed, the tension in your shoulders dissolving at their chaotic reactions. It was exactly the kind of response you should have expected from Heeseung's friends. – It's fine, Beomgyu. And please, call me by my name tonight. I'm not your professor anymore.
Beomgyu blinked, then grinned. – Ok... ok, yeah. This is still wild though. – He stepped aside, gesturing for you both to enter. – Come in, come in. Drinks are in the kitchen, Jeongin ordered too much food again.
– I'd rather have too much than too little! – Jeongin protested, leading the way inside.
The apartment was warm and lived in, with mismatched furniture and string lights hanging across the living room walls. A spread of food covered the coffee table, and music played softly from a speaker somewhere. It felt comfortable, easy, nothing like the sterile formality of the classroom you'd shared with these boys just days ago.
Heeseung guided you to the couch, settling beside you with his arm draped casually along the back behind you. His fingers traced absent patterns on your shoulder as Beomgyu and Jeongin settled into armchairs across from you, still exchanging incredulous looks.
– So... – Beomgyu leaned forward, elbows on his knees. – How long has this been going on? Because I feel like I should've noticed something.
– A few months. – Heeseung answered before you could, his tone casual, but his hand tightening slightly on your shoulder. – We kept it quiet for obvious reasons.
Jeongin shook his head slowly. – I can't believe you pulled our professor. That's actually insane.
– I still can't believe it. – Beomgyu repeated, grabbing a drink from the table and taking a long sip. – Like, you? And her? How did that even happen?
Heeseung glanced at you, a silent question in his eyes. You nodded slightly, letting him take the lead.
– Remember the time she graded my essay zero for using AI?. – Heeseung explained, his thumb brushing your shoulder. – Well, she gave me a second chance to do it. I used my charms a little...
– And then you just... kept seeing each other? – Jeongin asked, his tone more curious than judgmental.
Beomgyu exchanged a look with Jeongin before breaking into a slow grin. – Honestly? I'm impressed. Like, the commitment it must've taken to keep that secret all semester.
– And the self-control. – Jeongin added, eyeing Heeseung. – You're not exactly subtle when you're into someone.
Heeseung groaned, covering his face with one hand. – Can we not?
– What? – Beomgyu's grin widened. – You're telling me you didn't spend the entire semester wanting to-
– Beomgyu! – You and Heeseung said simultaneously, making Jeongin burst into laughter.
The evening continued more relaxed after that, the initial shock fading into easy conversation and playful teasing. Beomgyu told embarrassing stories about Heeseung that had you laughing until your sides hurt, while Jeongin shared quieter observations that revealed how much he'd actually noticed during the semester without putting the pieces together.
– Wait, – Jeongin suddenly said, his eyes narrowing. – That day you stayed after class to ask about the assignment... was that actually about the assignment?
Heeseung took a long sip of his drink, avoiding eye contact. You bit your lip to suppress your smile.
– Oh my god. – Jeongin breathed. – It wasn't about the assignment.
– In my defense, – Heeseung finally said, setting his glass down, – The assignment was also important.
Beomgyu howled with laughter, nearly spilling his drink. – I knew something was off that day! You came back looking way too happy for someone who just got extra homework!
You felt heat rise to your cheeks, but the genuine amusement on their faces made it impossible to feel embarrassed. Instead, you leaned into Heeseung's side, his arm pulling you closer as he endured their teasing with exaggerated suffering.
As the night wore on, the conversation shifted naturally, moving from stories about the semester to plans for the future.
– You're quiet. – Heeseung murmured, his lips brushing your temple.
– Just thinking. – You said softly. – About how different things could've been.
Heeseung's hand found yours, intertwining your fingers. – They're not different, though. We're here.
You squeezed his hand, looking up at him. The warmth in his eyes, the quiet certainty there, made your chest ache in the best way.
– You're so cheesy. – You whispered.
– You love it. – He whispered back, pressing a kiss to your hairline.
Across the room, Beomgyu made a gagging noise. – You two are disgusting. I love it.
Jeongin raised his glass. – To Heeseung finally dating someone who can keep him in check.
– Hey! – Heeseung protested, but he was laughing.
You joined the toast, the clink of glasses ringing through the apartment, and for the first time in months, you didn't feel the need to hide.
[think later] skz bangchan
warnings: public sex, unprotected sex, spanking, almost getting caught, jerking off, riding, fingering
words: 3.1k
A/N: I might have found the cure to my writer's block (not really)
It was like the universe was on your side when the day of the picnic you've been planning with Chan finally came. Sunday evening, not too sunny, but not too cold. The park wasn't as crowded since it was already kind of late. Only a few people were around.
You dragged Chan under the shadow of a big tree.
– Here! It's perfect. – Chan laughed at your excitement, looking around.
Not secluded, but had a beautiful view of the park. Better yet, away from the traffic noise.
Chan extended the blanket over the grass and practically let himself fall onto the ground. The walk there was unnecessarily long, not a single spot being good enough for you.
– Oh don't be dramatic. – You said, sitting down next to him, taking the food out of the basket. – Come one, eat something before you die. – You grabbed a sandwich and handed it to him.
– Let me remind you this spot is uphill. And I carried the basket, princess. – He said, sitting up straight, taking the sandwich and kissing your cheek. – Thank you.
– Well, I wasn't going to have a picnic where kids were yelling and those people were playing with their dogs. – You shrugged, taking your own sandwich.
The picnic went perfect, just the way you liked it. You two talked about everything, eating and laughing while the wind blew your hair. It felt cozy and safe.
Eventually, you both fell silent, just watching the sunset and listening to the occasional bird chirping. Chan shifted beside you, stretching his legs out and leaning back on his hands. He watched you with soft, heavy eyes that made your stomach make a flip. He still had that effect on you, even after all this time.
– You look really pretty today. – He murmured, his voice dropping low.
You laughed, nudging his shoulder with yours. – I have crumbs all over my clothes, how's that pretty?
– Pretty enough to distract me, – He teased, his fingers ghosting over your knee. The touch was light, experimental. – You know what I was thinking about while you were complaining about the uphill walk?
– That you wished I said yes to the first spot?
He chuckled, dark and low, getting even closer to you. Was that even possible? – That too. – He tilted his head. – I was thinking, how can we... make this picnic more interesting.
Your breath faltered a little. You looked around the park again. It was emptier now, the cold wind making parents take their kids home.
– Chan, we are in public. – You whispered, though your heart was already hammering against your chest.
– I know. – He said, his hand sliding higher up your thigh, his thumb rubbing circles into your skin. – That's what makes it fun, isn't it? The risk.
He sat up then, crowding into your space. He smelled like fresh grass and his cologne, a scent that always made your head spin. His eyes were locked onto yours, dark with intent.
– Come here. – He said, patting his own lap.
You stared at him, your mouth going dry. – You can't be serious. Right here?
– Who's going to see us? – He nodded towards the distant figures. – They're too far away. And I've been wanting to get my hands on you all day.
He didn't wait for you to move. With a gentle but firm grip on your waist, he guided you, maneuvering you until you were situated exactly where he wanted you; over his lap, your stomach pressed against his thighs, your hands bracing against the grass.
The position was humiliating and thrilling all at once. You felt exposed, the breeze kissing the back of your legs where your dress had lifted. But Chan’s hand was warm and grounding on your lower back, holding you in place.
– You were so bossy earlier. – He murmured, his hand tracing the curve of your bottom over the fabric of your dress. – Making me walk all the way here just because you wanted the perfect view.
The first smack wasn't hard, but it was loud enough to make you gasp. The sound seemed to echo in the quiet park. You instinctively tried to scramble up, mortified, but his other hand pressed firmly between your shoulder blades, pinning you down.
– Stay still, – His voice was stern, though there was a grin in his voice.
His hand came down again, harder this time. He alternated cheeks, establishing a rhythm that was hypnotic and overwhelming. Smack, soothe, squeeze. Smack, soothe, squeeze.
– Chan, someone will hear. – You whimpered, your face burning hot. But, oh, you were loving it.
– Oh yeah? – He said, his voice rough with arousal, giving you a last sharp spank that made you cry a little loud.
You felt him sooth the pain with his fingers, brushing your skin with the palm of his hand. His other hand went to his neck, making your head lift up.
You were out of breath, watery eyes and swollen lips due to biting them. Chan was loving for the view.
– Come here, princess. – He helped you straddle him, kissing your cheeks. Your ass was burning, and the feeling of his jeans touching you only made it worse. – Aw, was I too rough with you?
You shook your head no, turning your head and kissing him. – It's fine.
Chan chuckled and brushed your hair with his fingers, focusing on your breathing. Carefully, he looked around again. Was the park empty now?
He grabbed your hand and guided it to the front of his jeans. Of course he was hard after spanking you in public.
– Babe... Seriously, someone can walk and see us. – You said, trying your best, not to convince him, but to convince yourself this was a bad idea.
– We just have to be... a little bit careful. – He opened his jeans, kissing your nose. – Please, princess.
You sighed, holding his gaze as you pulled his boxer down, taking his cock out. He hissed, the cold wind hitting him.
You hesitated, your hand hovering. Chan watched you through his lashes, his chest rising and falling a little faster than usual. He didn't rush you, but the hand resting on your hip gave a reassuring squeeze, grounding you.
He leaned in, his lips brushing against your ear. – I just want to feel you. – He whispered, his breath hitching slightly as your fingers curled around him.
The contrast between the cool air and the heat of your hand made him groan. You gave a tentative stroke, watching his face carefully. His head fell back, exposing the sharp line of his jaw, and another groan rumbled in his chest. It was a sound you felt more than heard, vibrating through your own body where you sat on his lap.
– Like that? – You whispered.
He didn't trust his voice, limiting himself to just nod, scrunching his nose when you spat on him. He hissed through his teeth, his hips buckling slightly off the blanket at the sensation. He looked wrecked already. His lower lip caught between his teeth, eyes locked on the movement of your hand.
– Just like that. – He finally managed to groan, his voice strained and raspy.
The praise went straight to your core, making your thighs clench instinctively around his lap. The friction against your sensitive asscheeks made you gasp, reminding of the spanking he’d just given you.
– Wait, stop, princess. – He held your wrists when he started to feel a little too close to his release.
You knew, you let him lift your dress a little before moving your panties to the side, brushing his middle finger over your entrance. You opened your mouth, but held the moan, still aware you were at a public space.
Chan wasted no time. He didn't bother with teasing, he pushed a finger inside you, your wetness making it easy, and your head dropped forward to bury in the crook of his neck.
– You're a little too wet, princess. Did spanking and jerking me off in public turned you on? – He said over your lips.
– Please, Chan. – You closed your eyes, feeling a second finger enter you.
He didn't stop. He pumped his fingers in and out of you with a steady, devastating rhythm. The wet, squelching sounds seemed obscenely loud in the quiet park, but you were too far gone to care. You were grinding down onto his hand, chasing the friction, the pleasure building tight and hot in your belly.
– I know, I know. – He kissed your forehead, moving his fingers inside you, curling them just the way you liked it. You had to bite his shoulder to keep quiet, tears pricking the corner of your eyes again from how good it felt.
– Chan, I'm close. – You panted against his skin.
– I can feel you clenching around me. – He pressed his thumb against your clit, rubbing tight, fast circles. – Let go for me, princess.
With a muffled sob into his shirt, your body went rigid as the orgasm washed over you. Your walls fluttered around his fingers, your whole body trembling in his arms. Chan didn't stop until you were completely spent, milking every last bit of pleasure out of you until you were slumped against him.
You stayed like that for a moment, just trying to catch your breath. The wind felt colder now against your heated skin, and the distant sounds of the city filtering back in.
Chan slowly withdrew his fingers, pressing a soft kiss to your forehead, waiting for you to open your eyes. You were so pretty right now, blushing over your cheeks, sweat over your forehead,out of breath.
– Still with me? – He said, studying your reaction. You nodded, looking at him.
He pulled you to kiss you, holding you by your cheeks.
You melted into the kiss, your hands tangling in his hair to pull him closer. When you finally pulled back, breathless, Chan rested his forehead against yours. His eyes were still dark, filled with a lingering hunger.
The making out continued, more intense this time.
The urgency in the kiss ramped up significantly, shifting. Chan’s hand was cradling the back of your neck, his fingers tangling in your hair to tilt your head exactly how he wanted it, while his other arm banded around your waist, crushing you against his chest.
You could feel him, hard and insistent against your thigh, making you bold, your hips rolling experimentally against him.
Chan broke away with a ragged groan, his chest heaving. He rested his forehead against yours for a split second, his dark eyes scanning your face.
Slowly, you lifted your hips, taking his cock with your hand and spitting on it again. Chan sighed, lifting your dress and moving your panties to the side again.
You sank down on him slowly, your head falling back as he stretched you inch by inch. Chan hissed, his grip on your hips bruisingly tight, his jaw clenched as he fought the urge to thrust up into you immediately.
– Fuck, princess. – Chan didn't know what turned him on more. You clench around him or your willingness to fulfill his fantasy. – Can I move? – You nodded, bracing your hands on his shoulders.
The angle was intense. Being on top in a position like this meant you had nowhere to hide. Every inch of him dragged against sensitive spots that made your toes curl, but the stinging reminder of the spanking on your ass every time you bottomed out added a sharp, pleasurable edge to the feeling.
Chan's grip on your hips tightened, guiding you into a rhythm that was both deeper and faster than the tentative pace you’d set. The air was filled with ragged breaths and the wet, obscene sounds of your bodies joining together.
Your dress was covering what was happening, but not your movements.
Your thighs burned with the effort of keeping the rhythm, the friction of his jeans against your sensitive skin only adding to the overwhelming stimulation. You felt raw and exposed, riding him in the open air, but the way Chan was looking at you made the risk feel insignificant.
– Doing so well for me. – His voice barely whispers against your lips. He was helping you now, lifting his hips to meet you halfway, driving into you with deep, purposeful strokes that made you see stars. – Taking me so deep, princess.
You buried your face in his neck, your fingers digging into his shoulders. Your stomach was tightening again, impossibly fast, the pleasure bordering on too much.
The friction of his denim against your thighs, combined with the relentless drag of him inside you, was pushing you toward the edge faster than you wanted to admit. You felt desperate, your nails digging into the fabric of his shirt as you tried to keep your moans bottled up.
Chan seemed to sense your struggle. He slowed his hips, his grip on your waist loosening just enough to let you set the pace, though his eyes never left your face. He was watching every flicker of pleasure that crossed your expression, drinking it in.
He brought one hand up to tuck a stray strand of hair behind your ear, his touch gentle despite the way his body was claiming yours. – You're so close, aren't you, princess? I can feel it. You're squeezing me so tight.
Your hips answered for you, moving back and forth.
His hands slid down to grip your ass again, his fingers digging into your skin. The sharp sting mixed with the deep, rhythmic ache of him moving inside you.
You hid your face on his neck again, giving him a view of the now dark park. But that wasn't what called his attention. A light swept across the grass a few yards away, cutting through the darkness. A security guard, likely making his rounds to clear the park before closing time.
– Fuck. – He cursed, pulling you to kiss you again. If he tells you someone was walking around the park, you would stop, no matter how close you were.
He swallowed your gasps with his mouth, his tongue sweeping against yours in a way that was meant to distract. He kept one hand tangled firmly in your hair at the base of your neck, anchoring you to him, while the other splayed across your lower back, pressing you down harder onto his lap.
Chan broke the kiss just enough to press his lips against the shell of your ear. His breath was hot and ragged, sending a shiver down your spine that had nothing to do with the cold night air.
– Come on, princess. – He whispered, trying his best to chase both of your orgasms. His hand went to your pussy, massaging your clit with his thumb.
His touch was expert, insistent, rubbing tight, devastating circles that had your vision blurry in an instant. The dual stimulation of him filling you up and his thumb working against you was too much to bear.
– Chan. – You gasped, your voice barely audible, trembling with the effort to stay quiet. – I can’t-
– You can. – He urged, his voice a low growl against your ear. He didn’t let up, his hips snapping up to meet yours harder, faster, driving you closer to the brink. – I’ve got you.
The tension in your lower belly finally snapped. Your body seized up, your walls clamping down around him like a vice as the orgasm tore through you. He had to kiss you so you didn't moan out loud. Your entire body trembled violently in his arms, your fingers clutching at his shirt so tightly your knuckles turned white.
Chan groaned deeply, the vibration of his chest rumbling against yours. He didn't stop moving through it, drawing out every aftershock until you were a boneless, panting mess draped over him.
He was close, but so was the security guard. – Fuck. I'm sorry princess.
You were about to ask, but got you on your back in a blink, attacking your mouth and ramming against you like a beast.
The change in position was disorienting. One second you were draped over him and the next your back was pressed against the picnic blanket, the rough texture of the grass beneath it digging into your shoulders. Chan loomed over you, his silhouette broad and blocking out the moonlight.
There was no finesse now, just a desperate, consuming need. He pushed your dress up to your waist, not bothering to be gentle, and settled his hips between your trembling thighs. The angle was deeper this way, more intense. He slid back into you with a guttural groan that he muffled against your neck, burying himself to the hilt in one fluid motion.
You cried out, your back arching off the ground, the sensation of him stretching you again so soon bordering on overwhelming. Your hands scrabbled for purchase, fingers tangling in his hair and gripping the fabric of his shirt, pulling him impossibly closer.
The thrusts were relentless, a desperate, staccato rhythm that had the blanket bunching beneath your shifting bodies. Chan wasn't holding back anymore, driven by the ticking clock of the approaching security guard and the sheer, overwhelming need for release. He buried his face in the crook of your neck, his breath coming in harsh, ragged bursts against your skin, masking his groans as he drove into you.
You clung to him, your legs wrapping around his waist to pull him deeper.
– Fuck, I’m close. – Chan groaned out, his voice muffled by your skin. He lifted his head just enough to capture your lips in a messy, open-mouthed kiss, swallowing your whimpers.
With a few last messy and sloppy thrusts, he finished inside you, finally dragging a moan out of you. He panicked, kissing you again.
His hips slowed down until you were pushing him from his shoulders, whining due to the overstimulation. He kissed your forehead and pulled out with a sigh, taking some paper towels from the basket to clean you first and then him.
You were fixing your dress when you heard heavy boots walking on your direction.
– Excuse me? The park closed! – A male voice yelled, walking uphill, flashing both.
Chan covered his eyes and looked at you, making sure you weren't exposed. – We know! We wanted to see the stars.
The man got to them once they had the blanket folded and put it inside the basket. Chan helped you stand up and grabbed the basket, kissing your cheek.
– We have events for that, check our website. – The guard said, waiting for them to finish their demonstration of love.
– Right. Sorry. Good night. – Chan said, chuckling while walking with you holding his free hand.
You turned your head multiple times until you didn't see the guard. – Why didn't you tell me? – You slapped his arm. – What if he heard us?
– Princess, we would be getting escorted by cops if he'd hear us. – He kissed your cheek again. – I'm sorry, though.
You sighed. – It's fine, just... warn me next time.
Chan had to laugh. – Promise to get a place with no security next time.
[too long] nct johnny
warnings: jealousy, unprotected sex, oral (m&f), size difference, creampie, riding, fingering, overstimulation.
words: 3.7k
A/N: anon! Thank you so much for your patience, thank you for being so detailed and understanding with me. Hope you like this!
The campfire was the perfect background noise. You kept giggling at the silly jokes Yuta was telling you, every minute getting closer to you, admiring how cute you looked when you covered your mouth to laugh.
– I'm going for a drink, you want one, pretty? – He offered, grabbing your empty cup. You nodded and followed him with your eyes until he disappeared inside the kitchen.
– You don't waste time! – Jaemin yelled, earning a shrug from you. You knew he was joking.
– Neither does he. As soon as I told him she was going to be here, he said yes to the plan. – Giselle teased on your side.
You giggled again and stood up, feeling your legs already getting numb. You walked to the snacks table and grabbed a pack of salted cookies.
– Having fun? – Johnny said on your side. You didn't realize he was there at first.
– Yuta’s really funny. – You answered, standing next to your best friend.
– Told you. He's a good guy.
You saw him cross his arms and sighed. – Well yeah, doesn't mean I'm going to date him. Might just have my fun.
Johnny nodded and grabbed his cup. – I won't interrupt any longer then.
You frowned, but heard Yuta calling you. When you turned your head back, Johnny was on his way to sit down next to Jaemin.
Bad idea. He could see the whole interaction between you two.
– Bro, I think you're being too obvious. – Jaehyun said, but Johnny didn't listen. He just followed the both of you with his heavy gaze until you disappeared inside Yuta's cabin.
– Ouch. – Giselle said, earning a dirty look from Jaehyun. – Oh don't give me that look, it's the same shit every time!
– I'm going to sleep. – Johnny stood up and walked to the other side of the camp, locking himself in his, and Jaehyun’s, cabin.
– How can someone like him just not take the risk? – Haechan asked, taking Johnny's previous spot.
– They’ve known each other since they were young. I guess there was a point he felt it wasn't worth it.
The morning after, Johnny was already doing his exercises beside the river. He woke up at 5 so he didn't have to encounter anyone.
– Good morning, Cinderella. – He heard you say behind him.
– What happened to “I won't wake up until y'all drag me out of that bed”?
You giggled, sitting down on a rock in front of him. – I heard you walking outside my cabin.
– Thought you were at Yuta's.
And even though he tried to hide his bitter tone, it was impossible. He just cleared his throat and stood up.
He felt your eyes on him. He was all sweaty and only wearing bermudas.
– We only talked. – You cleared up.
Johnny nodded and grabbed the towel he left over his backpack to clean the sweat.
– Why though? You were far from everyone, we wouldn't have heard you.
– Wasn't in the mood. He invited me to dinner tomorrow. – You brushed your hair back and waited for his reaction. He just nodded again. – Are you still taking me home later?
– Never said the contrary, did I? – He chuckled, winking at you.
The ride back home was… quiet. Not even music played. You wanted to ask if there was something wrong, but Johnny seemed too immersed in his own mind you doubted he would listen.
He helped with your luggage, taking it to your room while you checked everything was ok in your kitchen.
– The mouse ate my last biscuit. – You said as you walked into your room, showing Johnny the empty and gnawed plastic bag.
He laughed and shook his head. – Told you not to let food outside the cabins.
– I'm going to feed it and call it biscuit.
Johnny frowned and laughed. Of course you were going to adopt the little thief. – Is there anything else I can help you with?
– You're leaving? Thought we could have something to eat. – You gave him your best puppy eyes.
– I have to wash off all that dirt from the car, princess. But I promise tomorrow… not tomorrow. – He was walking to the door, but remembered your date.
– You still can come for breakfast, though… – You practically begged.
Johnny kept walking to your front door. – I'll call you, I promise. But, in case we don't meet before your date. Have fun and use protection.
You rolled your eyes and stopped him when he opened your door. – Is everything ok, John?
– Of course, just tired. – Johnny softly smiled and kissed your forehead. – Let me know if you need me to save you.
You nodded and let him go. Disappointed he didn't stay as he used to.
Johnny, still asleep, walked to the door, confused who would be knocking on his door at 2 in the morning.
– Are you seriously not going to do anything? – Was the first thing you said when he opened the door.
– What? What's going on? Why are you here at this hour?
You pushed through him and walked inside, kicking off your shoes and turning around, crossing your arms.
– What do I have to do for you to fucking man up? – You were livid.
Him texting you good luck before every date you have had. Giving you advice on how to please a man and how to make them want you. Being there for you when you drunk called him after getting dumped. Offering his place, his bed, to stay after you didn't want to go back to your old building. Making you breakfast, doing your laundry. Was this man serious?
– I... It's 2 in the morning, don't do this to me. – Johnny was cornered. He had his friends trying their best to make him talk and admit his feelings for you. But this? What was he supposed to do?
– Oh so watching you being the perfect man my whole life yet only being able to call you my friend is fair?
You got close to him and sighed. Johnny didn't need that view right now. Him towering you, your eyes pleading for something he had been wishing to give you for so long.
– I just thought it was easier to ignore what I felt for you. – He finally confessed, closing his eyes when he felt your fingers fingering with the hem of his shirt.
– Was it, though? We've known each other for, what? 20 years? Grew up together. Seen each other naked.
Johnny scoffed and looked at you. – I didn't want to lose what we had.
You smirked. He was being honest, but his eyes were slowly falling into your trap.
– So it was also easier to see me kiss and fuck other guys, sometimes even in front of you?
– Fuck no. – He immediately answered. – But it was funny to see them struggle to keep up with you.
– Because you would keep up with me.
As you brushed the skin under his shirt, he grabbed your wrists with just one hand.
– Are you sure you want to go there? – Johnny whispered, using his other hand to grab your chin and stretch your neck to get you closer.
– If you don't do what you've been wanting to do to me at this exact moment, I'm walking out of that door. This is your only chance, John. – You whispered back over his lips, brushing your tongue on his lower lip.
Johnny wrapped his hand around your neck fully, pulling you impossibly closer to finally kiss you. More like devouring you.
He had so much time to think about this moment. So many scenarios running through his mind of how he would take you in his arms for the very first time. How he would pin you down, kiss you senseless, fuck you in ways you wouldn't even expect.
You corresponded the kiss with the same intense feeling, letting his tongue attack your mouth, moaning into his mouth, wrapping your arms around his neck as he did the same with his arms around your waist.
Without stopping, you took him to the armchair he had in his living room and pushed him, making him sit down and trying to take you with him.
You got on your knees and smirked when he embraced the armchair and removed your hair from your face.
Your hands explored his chest and abs while your lips pressed kisses on his skin, feeling him twitch under you.
He lifted his hips a little to remove his shorts and boxers, sighing when your breath touched his half hard cock.
His hands went to your hair and guided your head as you kissed and licked his cock, from his balls to his tip. Johnny bit his lip and groaned, watching you open your mouth and put him in it.
You started slow, just getting used to his size and watching his reactions. You could see him trying his best to not move, but you knew how to get him to do it.
You took his cock out of your mouth and kissed his tip while your hand went up and down, making him groan and push you down on his cock.
Johnny let you do it at your own pace and how deep you wanted it. This was way better than what he imagined.
The feeling of your mouth on his cock. The sight of you slowly moving up and down. The noises he could hear from the back of your throat. It was heaven.
A loud moan took both by surprise when you started sucking on his balls, making you laugh as you moved to the other one.
You stopped for a second when you felt a tug on your hair, forcing you to look at him.
He moved your head back to his cock and signed you to keep sucking. – I'm close, princess.
You complied, excited to make him cum in your mouth. He felt heavy in your mouth and he tasted so good, your tongue licking his cock as he started to get harder.
The moans were more constant, his hips slowly moving, making you choke, and he pulled you out of him.
– No, no. Don't choke on me, baby. – He begged, pushing your head softly, but hard. You smirked and pulled out of his grip, trying to go back in.
Johnny knew you were teasing him, but he didn't care. He wanted you so bad. You could feel it.
Your mouth went back to its pace, pushing him to his limits. Johnny was getting closer and closer. His grip on your hair was so strong as he kept moving his hips, trying to go deeper into your mouth. Not enough to make you gag.
Johnny came in your mouth, pushing your head down, moaning your name so loud, his whole body shaking.
You swallowed and licked whatever you didn't swallow. All this without breaking eye contact with him.
When you didn't give any sign to stop, he grabbed you by your neck again and pushed you to the bigger couch, making you giggle with how easily he could manhandle you.
Your laughing didn't last long. Your pants were gone in seconds and he wasted no time to push your panties aside to lick your pussy.
You moaned loudly, arching your back and putting your hands in his hair.
He put his arms under your legs, keeping your legs open and making you unable to escape from his mouth.
His tongue licked you slowly, up and down, getting you used to the feeling of him tasting you. You started moving your hips against his mouth and that's when his tongue attacked your clit.
You screamed, moving your hips again, and he pushed you down, using his hands to hold you down.
You were getting louder and louder, and Johnny was getting hungrier for your pussy. His tongue licked from your clit to your entrance, tasting you, making you even wetter and ready for him.
His fingers started to brush your entrance, making you whine and beg him.
– Please, Johnny...
He wanted to tease you, but wanted to see you come undone with only his fingers even more.
He pushed one finger in you, hearing you gasp and moan his name. He pushed a little further and moved his finger back and forth, making your hips move against his hand.
A second finger joined in and you pushed against his hand, making him go deeper and deeper, faster and faster.
He was licking your clit and sucking it, making you close to the edge. He added a third finger and started thrusting faster.
– Oh my fucking god, John!
He smirked and kept going. – Cum for me, princess. Come on, cum on my hand.
He wanted you to cum on his fingers and tongue so badly. He knew you could do it, just a little more.
Your whole body was shaking, your legs were trembling, and you finally came screaming his name so loud.
You had to cover your mouth when he didn't stop sucking and licking you, and his fingers were still pushing you to come.
– Ah... Please... – You didn't even know what you were asking for, but a minute later your body let you know.
You felt yourself clenching around his fingers and you came again, tugging Johnny's hair hard when you heard him groan against you.
This time you didn't let him keep torturing you, as soon as his tongue kept on licking you, you pushed him back and bent over, kissing him again.
He stood up without stop kissing you and hovered over you, grabbing the back of the couch for support.
Your hands went to his neck and pulled the shirt up, making him pull away and remove it.
Your hoodie and shirt had the same luck, being thrown to some part of the living room. Your bra though, he took his time kissing on your neck and slowly pulling the straps down. Once he had full vision of your boobs, he licked on one of them teasingly, making you moan and arch your back again.
He bit and sucked on one of your nipples and moved to the other, making you cry out. Your hands were on his hair, moving with him, pushing his head down. You wanted more and more. You felt him smile against your skin and looked down, finding the soft eyes you knew since you two were young.
– Last chance to stop me, [Y/N]. – You knew he used your name to remind you this was real.
But you knew it. That's why you came all the way to his apartment. You had the chance to stop even before leaving your place.
So you did what you always wanted to do with him. You sat down and pulled his body closer to you by grabbing his arms.
His body was warm. His eyes were burning holes on you, they made you feel so many things and you wanted him even more. You grabbed his face and pulled him down again, kissing him one more time.
– Fuck me already, you idiot.
He smiled against your lips and moved his hands to your ass, lifting you up and carrying you to his room.
– Waited so long to hear you say that. – He sighed when he felt your lips on his neck, sucking on his skin.
– Could've been sooner if it wasn't for your stubborn ass. – You answered with your lips still on his neck.
Johnny closed his eyes, moaning and trying to hold back. He was hard and wanted to be inside you. So fucking bad.
He threw you on his bed and climbed on top of you. Your body was so warm, so soft, he wanted to bite you so badly.
Your hands were touching his shoulders and arms and he let you, kissing your neck again. He bit your skin softly, licking where he had bitten. His kisses were slowly driving you crazy. You knew what he was doing, what he was waiting for. But you weren't going to make it easy for him, you wanted to give him a little more hard time.
He knew it. He knew you, that's why he was so soft with you, and when you tried to pull him closer and kiss him, he stopped you by grabbing your wrists and pinning them above your head.
– Don't make me beg you, princess. I don't like it. – He whispered in your ear, pushing your legs apart with his knees and finally removing your panties.
You were so exposed to him, so vulnerable, you felt so excited to see his eyes devouring your body.
– Then don't.
Johnny groaned. His head fell on your neck and his hips were already pushing against you. His cock was so hard and you were so wet.
He kept your hands above your head and used his other hand to guide his cock to your pussy, rubbing it against your entrance, making you gasp.
– You want it, baby? – He pushed just a little, just enough to make you moan his name.
You nodded. Your head pushing against his. – Please, I want you so badly, John.
He looked at your eyes again. Your lips were so close to his, but he resisted the urge to kiss you.
– You sure you can handle me? – He pushed again, making you arch your back and moan his name again.
– Yes! God, yes, John, please, please! – He did as you begged, and pushed his cock inside you.
He wasn't slow, but not that fast either. He just pushed in and stayed there, giving you time to adjust to his size. Only for a minute.
He started moving his hips, thrusting in and out slowly. His breath was so hot on your neck and you could feel him kissing and biting your skin. You were so full, you were seeing stars.
Your pussy was so tight, so wet, he couldn't help but move faster. Harder.
Your hands tried to escape from under his, so he let them go to move his hands to your thighs, opening your legs more. He was pushing his hips harder and faster, making you scream his name.
– You feel so fucking good, princess. – You also earn a few moans from him, making you clench around him from time to time
He kept going, moving his hips faster and faster. He could feel you getting closer and he didn't slow down, he pushed even faster.
Your eyes rolled back when you felt him hit your spot.
You came so hard, so fast, you couldn't think of anything but how good you felt. Johnny stopped for a second and kept moving his hips to make your orgasm longer.
Your whole body was twitching, you could barely breathe, but Johnny kept thrusting, fucking you as hard as he could.
– Come on, princess. One more time, just one more.
You didn't know where you got the strength to push him, but managed to not only that, but to straddle him as you felt your muscles twitching.
Johnny put his hands on your hips, helping you to move them, letting you ride him.
You were slow, feeling yourself and watching him. His eyes were looking at your boobs bouncing and then up to your eyes.
You smirked at him and moved a little faster, feeling him grip your hips harder and his cock twitch inside you.
His grip was so good, you kept riding him, your hands on his chest helping yourself to move faster.
Johnny moved one hand to your clit and started rubbing it, feeling you get even tighter, making you both moan.
– I'm so close, princess. Fuck, you feel so good. – He was getting close and you knew it.
– Cum in me, baby. Fuck, please give it to me. – You whined, digging your nails into his skin.
He moaned your name and bit his lip, feeling himself getting even closer.
He rubbed your clit harder and faster, matching the pace of your hips, until you came again. That was enough to make Johnny cum inside you.
You fell down on him, still moving your hips to ride both of your orgasms.
Johnny kissed you, groaning when you clenched around him for a second.
– Let's take a breath, princess.
You agreed, taking a deep breath before moving to the side, sighing at the feeling of his cock sliding out of you.
Johnny got out of bed and came back with a soft towel, wiping your thighs and cleaning you up. His hands went to your face, caressing you so softly and kissed your forehead.
– You ok? – He asked with a soft voice, pushing a hair strand from your eyes. You nodded, smiling.
– More than ok. – You said, pushing yourself to sit up. Johnny pulled you to him, wrapping his arms around you, placing a soft kiss on your shoulder.
– I'm sorry if it was a bit rough.
You looked at him, laughing. – I was expecting you to be rough after so long.
He made a face and sighed. – I'm sorry. I guess I just had to ask, but was too scared to do so.
– I don't blame you. You're too much of a gentleman to take advantage of our friendship. – You said, kissing his cheek, getting a soft smile from him.
– Stay? – Johnny asked, kissing your forehead, your nose, your cheek, and your lips. He kissed you with so much love and tenderness you could only say yes.
– Do you think the guys bet? – You said as you put on the shirt he gave you.
– Oh you know for sure they bet. Should we wait to tell them? – Johnny pulled your body closer, loving the sight of you in his clothes after the previous events.
– We should. I want to see the look on their faces. – You giggled, laying down on his chest.
– I'm taking you to a proper date, though. Didn't wait all this time to not take out like you deserve.
You panicked when he mentioned the date. – I have to call Yuta.
Johnny was about to protest, but remembered you had a date with Yuta that same night. – It's still early, princess. Call him at midday.
– You'll have to remind me, though. – You stretched your neck to kiss him, caressing his cheek with your hand.
– Mmmhh remind you to text another man? – His hand travelled to your waist and pulled your leg over his hips. – You'll have to convince me, then.
[hunting night pt2] nct jaehyun
warnings: oral (f&m receiving), fingering (f receiving), edging, unprotected sex, multiple orgasms, from behind
words: 4.9k
A/N: read part one here
After that night at the park, you decided to hide your little adventure from your friends, mostly because they would scold you for being too reckless and fucking a stranger. I mean, people die like that in horror movies. But the little card with the address was calling on your name, more like screaming.
You had googled the address to make sure it wasn't some abandoned building or isolated field. It was a library, 40 minutes away from your place. There was no way a nerd fucked you like that.
— Are you listening? — Chenle asked when he noticed you were too focused on your phone.
You jumped. — Uh yeah, Jeno's birthday party, I'm down.
Chenle rolled his eyes. — Why are you acting so weird? Ever since that night at the park you've been... off. Are you ok?
— Well, an actor scared the shit out of me multiple times and cornered me. — That was the story you've been telling everyone.
— Do you need a therapist or something?
— I don't think so, but if I have another nightmare, I might have to. — A nightmare? Yeah sure, more like a wet dream.
Chenle dropped the topic when Jeno arrived at the coffee you two were.
— Ready for your birthday? — You asked, putting your phone down on the table.
Jeno excitedly answered, talking about all the details of his party.
That night, you couldn't sleep again, seeing the mask once you closed your eyes. It was such a basic mask, but his eyes were hypnotizing, it was impossible for him to hide what he was feeling. It was like you were seeing his soul. His touch was the one that made you lose your mind. You had no idea what he wanted from you. You felt like you had to find out, you had to. It was an obsession.
You decided to meditate on it. You were able to keep yourself calm and focused. It took you 10 minutes to stop thinking about the mysterious man and fall asleep.
You woke up around noon, a little dizzy from your nap. You decided to stay home all day and research more about the address, even though you knew that was just a way to distract yourself. You wanted to go. You were just too afraid of what was going to happen. What if he wasn't alone? What if he kidnapped you? You felt stupid for thinking those things, it wasn't like he had a creepy vibe, but he was a complete stranger. You didn't even know his name.
At the end of the night, after multiple hours of searching and going to random websites, you gave up. Your only purpose right now was getting ready for Jeno's birthday and having fun, masked man could wait.
The party was loud, the alcohol was good. You were dancing with Ryujin until she tickled your side, smirking at you.
— That guy has been eyeing you up and down for a while now. — She pointed at a guy leaning against the back of a chair, chuckling when you turned your face.
— Are you sure it's not you? — The guy didn't seem interested in you.
— I smiled at him but he ignored me, it must be you. — She moved her hair to the side. — Go, I'll be here if you need me.
You hesitated, but still walked towards the guy. He straightened his posture when he saw you walking on his direction.
— I hope I didn't make your friend uncomfortable. — His voice was deep and raspy.
— Not really, we were debating who you were looking at.
He nodded and offered you his cup. — Are you friends with the birthday boy?
— Yup, Jeno's one of my best friends. — You accepted the drink and finished it. — You?
— Pretty sure he's a friend of a friend. — He joked, receiving back the now empty cup.
The guy was friendly, but you confirmed he wasn't interested in you, after a few songs he simply said goodbye and disappeared, not telling you his name.
It left a strange feeling in you, it was like you knew him, but after making memory, you've never seen him before. You even asked some friends if you knew him, but since he was nowhere to be seen, some didn't know who you were talking about.
After the party, you stayed in one of the rooms at the house Jeno rented. The alcohol in your system helped you to fall asleep, finally able to not think about the masked man.
The morning after, your head hurt, your mouth was dry and it was impossible to keep your eyes open with the sunlight. After trying it for a few minutes, you grabbed your phone under the pillow and unlocked it, you had one message.
Unknown number 1:32am:
"You looked cute tonight"
What the fuck?
You 10:26am:
"Who is this?"
No answer. Did you exchange numbers with someone last night? Maybe that was.
You stretched your body before getting up and going to the bathroom to wash your teeth and fix the nest in your hair.
— Good morning, sunshine. — You heard Karina's voice when you walked in the kitchen.
— Smells good. — You said when you noticed the scent of blueberry pancakes.
— There are some ready if you want to eat first. — She said, placing another pancake on a plate.
You grabbed a plate and grabbed three pancakes. — Rina, did you see this guy dressed in black and dark blue, light brown hair?
— I think so... Ryujin told me something about you talking with this guy. — She kept making breakfast as she talked.
— At least someone saw him, I asked around and everyone would look at me as if I was crazy. — And just as you were saying, Ryujin crossed the door, with a worse mess in her hair than you.
— Holy shit. — Karina said laughing so hard Ryujin sent her a deathly look. — Had fun last night?
— Shut up, my head is going to explode. — Ryujin massaged her temples.
— Here, drama queen. — You gave her your plate with pancakes and stood up for another.
Breakfast was quiet, it was obvious the boys were still sleeping. You spent most of the day talking about last night, but nobody remembered anything more about the guy.
After saying goodbye to everyone, you headed home, trying to figure out who that guy was. You didn't know a lot of people, you were close to your friends, but it wasn't like you knew their entire social circle. The only one that did was Jeno, but he said he didn't remember anyone. He was too busy trying to make the party great.
Your phone pinged when you walked in your apartment, and since you thought it was either Ryujin or Karina letting you know they were already home, you waited until you were in your room.
Unknown number 12:57pm:
"Your secret admirer"
You rolled your eyes when you read the text.
You 1:02pm:
"Is this the guy from last night?"
You had to ask.
Unknown number 1:02pm:
"Would you like to find out?"
It was like he was waiting for you to answer.
You 1:03pm:
"I'm asking for a reason"
You stared at your phone, watching the three dots appear and disappear.
Incoming call. You froze. He hung up.
Unknown number 1:06pm:
"Thought you wanted to know who I was"
You 1:06pm:
"A selfie sounds like a better idea"
Unknown number 1:07pm:
"You first"
You 1:07pm:
"You already know how I look"
Unknown number 1:07pm:
"But I'd like to have a picture of you just for me"
You felt shivers all over your body.
You 1:08pm:
"And if I don't want to?"
Unknown number 1:08pm:
"That's ok, I won't pressure you.
But just to keep it safe I won't send you a selfie neither"
You 1:09pm:
"Fair.
Can I at least know your name?"
Unknown number 1:10pm:
"I'm just your secret admirer, [Y/N]"
He knew your name. He couldn't be the guy from last night, you didn't tell him your name.
You 1:11pm:
"I have plenty of secret admirers"
That was a lie, but he didn't have to know that.
Unknown number 1:11pm:
"Then I'll have to make sure to be the most important one"
That made you giggle.
You 1:12pm:
"How are you going to do that?"
He called again, this time you answered.
— Glad you decided to answer. — His voice was deep, but it wasn't the voice from the guy at the party.
— I'm tired of texting. — You laid down on your bed.
— Should've answered the first time. — A door closing sounded on his side. — Are you alone?
— Yeah… — You said slowly.
— Good. — He took a deep breath. — Do your friends know about me?
You frowned. — What?
— Do they know about that night?
You felt cold sweat on your back. How?
— What are you talking about? — You tried to play it cool, but your hands and legs started to shake.
— Didn't know you regret it. And here I was thinking I made you feel good. — His voice came out like a whisper. There was no way it was the masked man. — I sent you a picture, baby.
It was the mask from that night at the park.
— How... How did you get my number? — You asked, placing the phone back on your ear.
— I have my ways... — He said in a low voice. — Did you get the address I gave you?
— Yes. — You answered honestly.
— Then come tonight. — You hesitated. — It's not an order, but I'd love to see you again.
— What time?
— 10. — He said. You stayed silent, it felt like forever since you said nothing. — Baby? — He called.
— Yes? — Your voice came out as a whisper.
— Are you going to come?
—… Yes… — You answered, not sure what made you say that.
— Great, then I'll see you at 10. — He hung up before you could answer anything else.
What the fuck just happened?
You had to come up with excuses for Karina and Ryujin when you cancelled the plans you made with them in the morning.
"I don't feel good, I'll take a bath and lay down." You texted, feeling so bad when they offered taking care of you.
It was 9:20 when you locked your door, feeling your hands shake and your legs wobbling as you walked to your car. You typed down the address on your GPS and drove on the directions it gave you.
You stopped recognizing the streets around you, you had to stop from time to time to look for the building you saw on Google.
Secret admirer incoming call. Shit.
— Yeah? — Your voice trembled.
— Is everything ok? — He sounded worried.
— Uh yeah, just driving cautiously, I don't know these streets.
— Be careful. I'm waiting for you. — He hung up.
The voice in your head was yelling at this point, telling you to turn around. But you couldn't, you've made it out this far.
After driving for another 5 minutes, you finally got to the building. There was another car parked outside. You called the guy.
— Is that your car? — You didn't let him talk first.
He chuckled. — Yes, baby, that's my car. I'm in it too.
— Get out. — You ordered, your fear getting the best of you. You saw him getting out of the car, but he stayed on its side. — Take off the mask.
— How about you come and take it off for me? — You saw his head tilt, challenging you. He hung up again on you. You groaned.
— You're gonna get yourself killed. — You told yourself. — You're gonna be one of those stupid girls in a movie.
You still got out of the car and walked in his direction, but you didn't take your eyes off him. You knew he had to be strong, but you didn't want him to catch you off guard.
He stood still, waiting for you. Your heart was beating so fast it hurt. You were still shaking when you got closer to him, but you tried to look confident.
When you were just a few steps away from him, you tripped. The fear and your shaking legs were too much for you.
You closed your eyes, waiting to fall down, but it didn't happen. His arm wrapped around your waist, catching you before you hit the floor. You let out a loud sigh. He chuckled at you, but his arm didn't leave your body.
— Thanks. — You said, taking a step away from him.
— You're welcome. — He replied, his eyes looking directly into yours.
Your heart skipped a beat when you looked into his eyes. It brought up all the memories from that night.
Slowly, he pulled his arms away from you. Once you were sure you would fall again, you took another step and raised an arm. You felt pathetic when you couldn't stop shaking as your fingers brushed the mask.
He didn't move away, he actually got closer, placing his face on your hand, looking straight into your eyes again.
You gulped, your fingers taking hold of the fabric, you slowly pulled it, his eyes never leaving yours. The mask slid down, revealing the face you wanted to see, and that you immediately recognized.
— No way. — You said, taking a step back. He took the mask off and let it on the roof of his car.
He smirked at your reaction, taking a step and making your back touch his car. — Is that a good reaction or bad?
— Your voice wasn't the same on the phone.
— Yeah, there's this amazing thing called voice filters, they're quite cheap. — His hand crushed your side where your ribs were.
— Who the fuck are you? — You ignored the tingle sensation where his fingers were.
— Right. I'm Jaehyun. — He innocently said. — Now that we're not hiding our identities, would you like to go in? — You noticed he had a bag on the backseat.
— Wait… Why are we going in? — You panicked a little.
— It's 10pm, and the library is already closed. We are gonna have the whole place for ourselves. — His eyes glowed under the street lights. — It will be fun.
His hand grabbed your wrist and guided you into the library.
He locked the door behind you, his hand never leaving your wrist as he walked in front of you, guiding you to the books. The library was big, with two floors. You noticed a little corner on the first floor that had a chair and a table, you also noticed a door next to the corner, probably an office.
He dropped his bag on one of the tables, letting you free. You looked at all the books around you, some were really old.
— Do you like it? — He smirked, noticing your eyes wide open.
— Why here? — You asked him, taking your eyes away from the books to look at him.
He walked to the bag and took out a bottle of wine. — I work here. — He shrugged. — I have to stay overnight sometimes to take care of the place.
He took out two plastic cups and placed them on the table, pouring the wine into them. — Drink with me.
You didn't hesitate to take the cup from the table. You took a sip while watching him taking the whole cup in one gulp. He filled it up again and leaned his side against the table.
— Why me? — You asked bluntly, making him choke on his wine.
— You were so cute and scared. I couldn't help myself. — He wiped the wine dripping from the side of his mouth. — Plus you looked so hot in those clothes.
You blushed at his words. You looked down at the wine in your hand. — I'm not gonna lie and say that it wasn't hot. — You admitted.
— Really? — He put down the cup and stood in front of you. — You liked it?
— I'm here, aren't I? Why would I come if I didn't? — The fear in your body was replaced with confidence after you drowned the rest of your wine. — How did you find me?
Jaehyun stared at your lip as you talked. — Doyoung is a friend of mine, he needed a designated driver. I'm so glad I accepted. You looked so hot in those tight jeans.
— He gave you my number. — You stated, watching him nod. — Did you tell him about me?
— I just told him I found you hot and he offered your number. — He brushed a strand of your hair behind your ear. — He has no idea what happened at the park. Or about tonight.
— So we are alone in this big library? — You bit your lip. His eyes looked down at it again.
— Yup. — He answered with a smirk. — Just you and me, baby. — He whispered. His face was so close to yours you could feel his breath on your lips. He didn't kiss you, he placed his lips on the side of your neck instead. He softly pressed his mouth on your neck, leaving little kisses, never using his teeth. Your body was in flames, you wanted more. You moaned when you felt his tongue sliding on your skin, he left a trail of kisses and licks, going up to your ear, then to your jaw.
You had no control over yourself, you wrapped your hands around his neck, pulling him closer, feeling his arms wrapping around your waist. His lips finally met yours, and you melted. His lips moved slowly over yours, gently sucking on your bottom lip. He bit on it softly, then pushed his tongue inside your mouth. His tongue swirled around yours, and your hips moved on their own, feeling how hard he was under his pants.
You wanted more, you wanted him. But he pulled away, panting. He let his forehead rest against yours, catching his breath. His hands slowly moved up your body until they reached your hair. His fingers gently brushed your strands to the side, his lips slowly found yours again.
This time his tongue was more aggressive, he explored your mouth like he owned it. His hands grabbed your ass and pushed you against him. He bit your lips, making you moan. You wrapped your legs around his waist when he grabbed your thighs and picked you up. You felt the bookshelves against your back and used it to push your body against his.
His lips left yours, kissing down your neck. He carried you to one of the chairs and placed you on his lap.
— Just like the first time? — You asked, kissing his neck.
He laughed, his hands slowly sliding up your thighs. — Let's see if this chair can handle it. — He pulled up your skirt. He slid his hands up your ass, giving it a squeeze.
His fingers brushed your clothed pussy, teasing you, before he pulled you down to his lips. He pulled your panties to the side, enough for your wet pussy to be exposed, and his fingers brushed your soaked lips. His lips kissed your jaw and neck while he rubbed your clit with his thumb.
You moaned at the feeling, and he smiled at your reaction. His lips found yours as he pushed a finger inside you. His tongue licked yours while he pushed another finger. Your moans were muffled against his lips, you closed your eyes while you moved your hips to his rhythm.
— Oh fuck — you couldn't hold back your voice when he curled his fingers inside you, hitting that spot that made you feel weak. You couldn't control your body as he pushed in and out, making you feel good. You felt a tingle in your stomach, getting stronger every time he pushed inside you.
His thumb rubbed your clit while his fingers moved faster inside you. You squeezed your legs, trying to hold back a bit, but it only made you feel it stronger. Your moans became louder and louder, you couldn't control yourself. Your hands grabbed his shirt, pulling on it as your body shook. You finally let it go, coming all over his fingers. He kept moving them inside you, ignoring your complaints.
— Jaehyun… — your body was sensitive, you tried to pull his hand away from you, but he kept going, making your body feel weak. — Fuck. — you moaned, feeling another orgasm building up. His fingers kept pushing inside you, making your pussy clench around them. Your back arched and you tightened your legs when you came again. You couldn’t hold yourself and fell against his chest. — I can’t… — you tried to move his hand away from you again. — No more. — you begged him.
He slowly took his fingers out and you caught a glimpse of him cleaning them with his mouth.
— Fuck... You taste so good, baby. — He groaned, standing up and going back to the book shelf. His eyes were dark, as hypnotizing as that night at the park. He knelt down, pulling your panties down. — Spread your legs for me. — He ordered, his hands on your thighs. You slowly spread them, exposing your pussy. He leaned down, his tongue slowly sliding up your lips. You shivered at the feeling. Your pussy was sensitive, but the way he licked you made you want more.
Your fingers found his hair, pulling him closer. He sucked on your clit, making you gasp. You pushed his head down, feeling his tongue pushing inside you. The feeling was so good, you couldn’t stop your moans from escaping. You wanted more and more, you needed him to keep going. He moaned against your pussy, his lips leaving kisses on your clit.
Your legs shook and your back arched, you felt that tingle again, building up in your stomach. You pulled on his hair, making him stop. He looked at you with a smirk, his eyes sparkling with amusement.
— You don’t want me to continue? — He licked his lips, slowly standing up. — You sure? — He stood up and leaned over you, his fingers sliding up your thigh. Your legs shook again when his fingers touched your clit. He smirked, kissing your lips as he rubbed your pussy. — You want this, don’t you? Come on, baby… Tell me what you want.
— Please, let me cum. — You begged. You didn’t care how desperate you sounded, you needed to cum. You felt him smile against your lips. His finger teased your entrance before pushing inside you again. He curled his fingers and rubbed your walls. You moaned and arched your back, feeling his fingers hitting that spot again. Your pussy clenched around his fingers, the orgasm building up again. His thumb rubbed your clit and his fingers pushed harder and faster. You grabbed his arm as your back arched, your orgasm hitting you hard. You came on his hand, and he slowly pulled them out. He cleaned his hand on his pants as he watched you trying to catch your breath. You leaned forward and kissed him. You tasted yourself on his lips and it made you moan.
He kissed you back with passion, his tongue exploring your mouth. You moaned against his mouth, your pussy still sensitive. You pushed him down on the chair and knelt down in front of him, unbuttoning his pants, pulling down the zipper.
— No underwear? — You teased, taking out his hard cock. You licked the tip and he gasped.
— Not when I was planning on fucking you. — His voice came out low and husky. You smirked and licked his length. His head fell back when you swirled your tongue on the tip. Your hand stroked him as you licked around his length, his hips moved with your rhythm. You licked from the base to the tip again and again, teasing him.
— [Y/N] — He moaned. You kept teasing him with your tongue, your hand moving up and down. — Just suck it. — He begged. You smirked at his desperation. You moved your hand away and your lips wrapped around his cock. His head fell back as you sucked on him, moving up and down, taking him deep in your mouth. Your tongue swirled around his length and you sucked hard. His fingers found your hair and his hips started to move. — Fuck — He gasped as his hips thrust to meet your mouth.
You kept sucking him, moaning around his cock, your tongue swirling on the tip before taking him in again. You felt his legs shake, he was getting close. Your hand moved down and cupped his balls. He hissed, his grip on your hair tightening.
— I’m gonna cum — He warned. You ignored him, keeping him in your mouth, sucking him hard. He tried to push you away, but you kept sucking, your hand squeezing his balls. His hands pulled your head down and you felt his cock hitting the back of your throat as he came. His body tensed up as his cum shot down your throat. You swallowed it and sucked him again. His legs shook when you licked him from the base to the tip. His hand pushed you away. — No more — He begged, his body still shaking.
He stood up, taking you by your neck and bringing you over a table. Your skirt was lifted again, it was like he didn't want you to undress.
Without a warning, he thrusted his cock inside you, moaning at how wet and tight you still were. His cock stretched your pussy and you moaned at the sensation. His thrusts were deep and fast, making you arch your back.
His hands gripped your hips, pushing you down to meet his thrusts. You moaned, matching his pace. His fingers dug into your skin as he moved faster. Your body moved back and forth with his thrusts, you gasped when his hand moved to your ass. He gave it a squeeze and a spank. Your pussy clenched and you moaned loudly. He spanked you again, his cock thrusting deeper. You couldn't stop yourself, you were so close again. Your eyes rolled back as his cock hit your g-spot again and again. His hand squeezed your ass and your body shook, your orgasm hit you hard. Your pussy clenched on his cock as you came on him. He kept thrusting, ignoring your over sensitivity.
His hands moved to your hips again, pulling you back to meet his thrusts. He moved faster, his moans getting louder. He pushed you down to the table as his body tensed, his cock buried deep inside you as he came.
And by you surprise, he had strength left to pull out and turn your body around, lining himself and fucking you again. His hands moved up to your thighs, pushing them up. His cock slid inside you, still hard, hitting your g-spot. You moaned as he thrust in and out.
Your arms wrapped around his neck and he leaned down, kissing you. His thrusts became faster and harder, your pussy was so sensitive and he kept hitting that spot. You felt another orgasm building and you couldn't do anything about it.
Your eyes rolled back and you arched your back as your pussy clenched around him again. You came hard on his cock and he moaned at the feeling of your pussy squeezing his cock.
He kept thrusting in and out as you came, making you shake in pleasure.
He slowly pulled out, letting cum drip down your pussy. You fell down on the table when he let you go. Your legs were shaking and you couldn't move. You heard him zipping his pants up.
He stood next to you and gently rubbed your thighs. — Are you ok? — He whispered.
— That was intense. — You explained, getting down the table, or trying to. Your legs were too weak to carry your weight.
Jaehyun noticed, holding you by your waist. — Lean on me. — You looked up at him, your eyes meeting his. You smiled at him and leaned on him.
He helped you walk to the chair, sitting you down. — Can I get you anything? — He asked.
— Water… Please. — You begged. He smiled and kissed your lips before going away to get you water. You fixed your panties and skirt, still trying to process what just happened. When he came back with the bottle of water, he also brought his bottle of wine.
He handed you the water and took a sip of the wine. You drank the water like you were dying, you needed it to get your voice back. You were finally able to talk and look at him. He was sitting on a chair in front of yours, one of his legs under the other.
— You weren't a scare actor that night, were you? — You asked, fidgeting with your fingers.
— I was replacing Doyoung, but since it was last minute the make-up artist didn't have time to do her magic on me.
You nodded, at least he wasn't some kind of stalker or psychopath. — Now what?
Your voice came out like a whisper Jaehyun had to get closer. — I... don't know, were you expecting more?
— Not really, but I feel like I overthinked this too much, now it's over. — You glazed at the window close to the ceiling.
— We can't do much here at this hour considering I have to keep the lights off, but if you want, we can set up a date for tomorrow. — He said, grabbing your chin. You didn't even realize he got that close to you. — I didn't go through all that "secret admirer" shit just for a good fuck.
[revolving door] nct jaemin ft jeno
warnings: cheating!!! , un/protected sex, from behind, hair pulling, oral and fingering (f receiving)
words: 3.1k
It was ridiculous. You two were adults, too old for situationships and feelings of uncertainty when it comes to settle down.
You didn't share friend groups, you never had an excuse to meet. But somehow you would find a way to tangle in each other's sheets by the end of the week.
And you know, it wouldn't be wrong if you two were single, but it wasn't the case. You had Jeno. Jaemin had Yeonah. His relationship was newer than yours, but it didn't make it less wrong. They didn't deserve this.
But what's the point of thinking your partners didn't deserve to be cheated on if you weren't planning to stop? Feeling Jaemin's lips on your neck was enough for you to forget you were in a serious relationship for almost a year. And you being on top of him was enough to want only you being in that spot, no one else.
And the relationship between you two should've ended long ago, but here you were, in Jaemin's room, half-naked, your legs on each side of his body, your lips on his collarbones while his hands grabbed your butt.
Your moans and breathy voice were the only sounds you could hear, and it was a shame you couldn't stay here for longer. But you knew you were in a rush; Jeno was waiting for you at home.
You hadn't told him about your "extra work." He knew you were busy and that your job was taking all your free time. And it was true. But it wasn't the case right now.
Jaemin's lips went back to your neck, and his hands started to caress you more slowly, almost as if he was trying to remember every single part of your body. You weren't paying attention to that because you were enjoying the pleasure Jaemin's body was giving you. You started to move your hips and grind against his groin, and he bit your shoulder harder as he gasped and grabbed your body with force.
— No marks, Jaem. — You reminded him, feeling him pull a part of your skin.
He mumbled "sorry" under his breath and pulled you down, kissing you hard. You knew you couldn't wait longer, so you rolled your eyes and looked at the clock on top of his desk. You were supposed to be home three hours ago.
— I need to go. — You broke the kiss and moved a bit far from him, trying to get out of his bed. But his grip was strong enough to keep you in his arms, his hand still on your butt, your breasts still pressed against his chest.
— You're almost there, baby, I can feel it. — His voice was harsh against your ear, thrusting his hips against you. You tried not to moan, but you knew he was right. He was hitting the right spot, and you were about to cum. — Just one more minute, please. — He begged, his lips now kissing your jaw and ear. He knew he was going to cum too, and he didn't want to lose a chance to finish with you on top of him. You felt your resolve breaking when his hand moved to your hip, guiding you to move your body, making you rub yourself against his erection.
Your moans filled the room, and the sound of your wet bodies rubbing against each other was all that Jaemin needed to close his eyes and move his hips faster.
You came first, your body tensing on top of him, and he quickly grabbed your neck and kissed you.
You were still trembling on top of Jaemin's body, and he was panting against your lips, his arms still around you.
No one said anything, you just got up without caring your legs felt like jelly and got dressed as Jaemin removed the condom and wrapped it without paper before throwing it to the trash. You gave yourself a last look in the mirror and found a still naked Jaemin looking at you.
When you got home, Jeno was waiting for you outside. His sweet smile appearing as soon as your car got closer.
— I was going to call you, but I wanted to finish everything. — You excused yourself as you got down the car and walked to him.
Jeno pulled you by your waist and kissed you. And he was a really good kisser.
— I know, you don't have to worry. I made dinner. — He whispered against your lips, savouring your apple flavor gloss.
You didn't live together, but it was already a conversation you were having as your relationship was getting longer.
And it's not that you didn't love Jeno. He was the sweetest person you'd ever met. He was loving and caring. He was a good friend and partner. He always made you laugh and gave you all the love you needed.
It's just that you couldn't forget the way Jaemin would touch you when you were alone. The way he'd make you tremble. He made you feel things you hadn't felt with any other person, not even with Jeno.
And it was unfair to compare them. It was unfair to Jeno and even to you. Jaemin was a part of your life that didn't belong to you, and Jeno was the one who deserved your whole attention and love.
It was hard because you felt something for both. And you were too cowardly to put an end to everything.
But you had to. For Jeno.
Jaemin's name popped on your phone while you were changing. You just sighed and locked your phone.
Jeno noticed your annoyed look. — Work?
— I guess. It's not my business until Monday. — You got under the blankets and looked at Jeno. — Did you pack everything?
— Yeah. I checked before you got here. — He instantly pulled your body closer, kissing your temple as you cuddled against his chest.
You loved when you cuddled. You loved the way he'd make you feel. The way he would touch your body, the way he would kiss you until you'd fall asleep. You loved him.
He was caressing your cheek now, his eyes fixed on yours.
You just closed your eyes and sighed. He pulled you up and kissed you. Your lips parted, and he kissed you deeper. His hands were under your shirt, and he was trying to take it off. You helped him, and then your shirt was on the floor. Jeno's shirt followed.
— You must be tired, princess. — Jeno tried to control himself when he felt your nails teasing over his abs.
— You don't want to fuck me before you leave for two weeks? — You pulled apart, looking at him with innocent eyes. He sighed and pulled you up for another kiss, and his hands went back to your body.
It didn't take long for him to get you naked, and for him to undress too. He was already hard, and your legs were on each side of him, your body moving, rubbing your wet pussy against his dick. Jeno closed his eyes as he moaned.
He was trying to control himself, but your body was driving him crazy. You loved teasing Jeno. You loved seeing him trying to keep it together, you loved seeing his desperate face when you wouldn't give him what he wanted. You loved how he looked when you'd give him all of it, you loved the way he kissed you and the way he moved his hips.
But if there was one thing you loved the most, was him taking control after making you believe you were in charge. So when he manhandled you to be on your stomach, face buried into your pillow and ass rubbing his boner, it was impossible for you to not go feral.
— Does my princess want my cock? — He said against your ear, rubbing his tip on your clit.
— Yes, please, Jeno. — You whined, turning your face, allowing him to kiss you.
Without a warning, he pushed his cock inside of you. He grabbed your neck and pushed you against the mattress, thrusting hard. He was making you go crazy. He wasn't going fast, but he was going deep, and he knew it was making your knees weak. You moaned his name, and you felt him smiling against your skin.
His lips were on your shoulder, and you loved how he made you feel when he was fucking you. He pulled your head back, making you look at him in the eyes as he kissed your lips. He kept kissing you as his thrusts got faster.
Something about him was that he knew exactly how to prolong your pleasure. You'd think you were close, but he'd edge you until he was pleased.
Every time you clenched around him, he'd pull out and grab your neck to stop you from moving. You were a mess of whimpers and moans under Jeno.
When he was satisfied with the way you were looking at him, he pulled you from your shoulders so your back was against his chest, his hands pinching your nipples as you were rubbing your clit.
— Come on, princess. Cum for me. — Jeno whispered against your ear as he grabbed your jaw to kiss you.
And that was all it took for you to cum. Your body went soft in his arms as you tried to move your hips against him. He kissed your cheek and went back to thrust deep, making you feel him better.
— Jeno... Fuck... You aren't... the condom. — The overstimulation was too much, not allowing you to form a cohérent sentence.
— Do you want me to pull out? — He was painfully close, suddenly aware of how you felt around him without any barrier.
But you didn't, you wanted to feel him until the last second. — Ah! No, don't pull out, please.
You knew it was the heat of the moment, but when you felt Jeno's cum spill inside you she felt you could get used to it.
And Jeno could only feel the same, kissing your cheeks and lips until you fell asleep against his body.
The morning after you ran to the bathroom to clean yourself as Jeno chuckled and got dressed. When you came out he was ready, his luggage next to the door.
— Give me five minutes. — You said before dressing yourself with baggy clothes.
Jeno made two coffees and grabbed two packages of cookies for the drive and got his stuff in your car.
It was just an hour-long drive, so you had time to have a proper breakfast at the airport while waiting for his flight.
When the moment to say goodbye arrived, you felt tears in your eyes.
— Don't cry, princess. I'll be back before you realize. — He cupped your cheek, wiping away the tears that escaped your eyes.
You looked at the floor and then back at him, smiling. You knew he had to go.
He chuckled and kissed you softly before pulling apart, his hands in your hair. He kissed you one more time, but it wasn't enough for you, so your fingers tangled in his hair to pull him closer, and he smiled against your lips.
You only let him go when you felt him pushing you back, a smirk on his face.
— Call me when you land. — You grabbed his wrist and kissed his palm. He nodded and gave you another kiss on the cheek before walking away and disappearing in the crowd.
When you got into your car, you saw you had a few missed calls from Jaemin plus the text he sent you last night.
"you should've stayed over." You rolled your eyes.
Your phone rang and you debated if you wanted to answer.
— Yeah? — You said at last.
— Hey, I wanted to know if you want to have breakfast today. — Jaemin said.
— I just had breakfast. — You were driving home, but you didn't want him to know you were alone.
— Lunch, then? — He didn't sound desperate, but you could feel his neediness.
You chuckled. — Dinner, I have things to do.
— Perfect. I'll pick you up. — You hung up and sighed. You needed to end this.
You spent the rest of your day cleaning your place, doing your and some of Jeno's dirty laundry and folding the clean one. You found the hoodie he always wore, and you couldn't stop yourself from smelling it.
It still had his perfume, and it made you miss him even more. You hugged it and lay down on your bed, closing your eyes and not realizing you fell asleep.
When you woke up, it was just 4pm and you were already hungry so you made a quick meal before occupying your mind in cleaning the kitchen and living room.
Four knocks on your door caught your attention, and you knew who was outside. You sighed and tried to look presentable before opening.
— Hey. — You smiled at him.
— Hey beautiful. — Jaemin took you in his arms and kissed your lips. You couldn't deny it was hard to keep him away. — Ready to go?
You nodded and closed the door. He drove you to an Italian restaurant you loved. It wasn't until you were seated and ordering your food that you spoke again.
— Is Jeno working? — Jaemin asked, casually drinking from his wine.
— No, with friends. — You didn't want to tell him about the business trip.
— Yeonah's at one of her cousin's bachelorette party, meaning she won't come until after the wedding next week.
You frowned. — You won't be her plus one?
— She told me it's just family going. — His hand reached yours, and he pulled it up, kissing your knuckles.
It felt different, not in a bad way, but you couldn't help to think about Jeno and how you should've been doing something like this with him and not with Jaemin.
— Are you alright? — Jaemin's voice brought you back from your thoughts. You gave him a quick smile and nodded.
— Sorry, I'm just tired. — He caressed your hand with his thumb and kissed it once again before the waiter appeared with the food.
The conversation wasn't awkward, and the food was good. You couldn't stop laughing when Jaemin started talking about the kids at his work. He always had the funniest stories.
The night went smoothly, and fortunately, Jaemin didn't bring up any of your partners again.
— Do you wanna have dessert? — He asked when he paid.
— No thanks, I'm not feeling like it. — You tried to smile as much as you could. He nodded and looked around.
— Then I'll drop you at your place. — He took your hand and kissed it before getting up. You followed him, and he held your hand until you were in the car.
When he stopped in front of your door, you were trying to find your keys in your purse.
— Are you sure are you ok? You're distant. — Jaemin asked, following you as you walked to your door.
— Yeah, I'm fine. Just tired. — But Jaemin didn't believe you, he waited until you opened your door to push you inside and finally kiss you the way he wanted to do in public.
Your back hit the wall beside the door as you pull Jaemin closer. His hand pulled one of your legs up to wrap around his hips as he deepened the kiss.
You knew you should stop this when he carried you, humping his clothed dick against you. But it felt too good.
You were breathing heavily as his lips went to your neck. You knew if you wanted to stop it, it would be the perfect moment. But his hand teasing your thighs felt good, and when his fingers dipped into your underwear and touched your clit you weren't able to think anymore. He bit your neck softly, enough to make you moan but not enough to leave a mark.
— You're so fucking wet for me — He whispered in your ear before taking you off his waist and taking off your pants. He looked down, his finger still teasing your wet slit through your panties. — You wore them for me? — His eyes were on yours as you nodded. — My beautiful girl.
Jaemin walked with you in arms to the closest couch, sitting down with you over him.
None of you knew when you ended up completely naked on the biggest couch, but you had Jaemin eating you out like a starving man as you were riding his tongue.
His fingers were deep inside you, hitting that spot that made you see stars and had you coming in no time.
Your legs were still shaking when you pushed him away from you. He was trying to keep your hand on his hair, but you moved away and got up from the couch.
Jaemin rushed to take a condom out if his jacket and roll it on his cock. And when he tried to pull you closer, you snapped his hands away, grabbing him and guiding him inside you.
He tried to guide your hips, receiving the same response from you. He wanted to ask, but you started to bounce on him, moaning and not allowing him to think clearly.
You kissed him, moving your hips as your nails were digging in his chest. He closed his eyes and grabbed your thighs to help him fuck you faster. You felt his nails digging into your skin, and he felt you clenching around him. His eyes opened, and he looked at you. Your eyes were fixed on his, your lips parted in a moan as your fingers grabbed his jaw.
— Fuck, you're so beautiful. — His hands went to your ass, pulling you closer and thrusting deeper.
You felt your orgasm approaching, and you closed your eyes as you sped up your pace. But Jaemin stopped you, making you move at his own pace.
When he saw the tears in your face, he kissed them, but he kept going, making you come in his arms. He came moments later, filling the condom still inside you. You laid against his body, and he started to caress your hair and your back as he kissed your shoulder.
— You have to go. — You simply said, standing up and getting dressed.
— Jeno's not home, what's the rush? — He was confused as to why you were acting like this.
— Because I'm done with this. — You finally looked at him, and you saw the surprise on his face. — I can't keep doing this. I'm going to end this before I lose Jeno because of you.
He kept quiet, his eyes never leaving yours. He knew you were right, but it was hard for him to accept.
— Right. I'll go. — He dressed in silence, and you accompanied him to the door. He stopped his tracks and acted before you could kick him out. He grabbed your face and kissed you one last time. You closed your eyes and kissed him back. — You know where to find me when you get tired of playing housewife. — He whispered against your cheek before finally leaving.
[fun] enhypen jay
warnings: un/protected sex, oral (m&f), kinda public sex
words: 7.2k
— God, that was loud. — You teased after the girl Jay had over left. — And she was cute.
Jay smirked. — I was about to stop when you closed the door, but she begged me to continue.
— Yeah, the nonstop "yes jay, let them hear!" made it clear. — You faked a high-pitched tone, laughing as you snatched the beer he just grabbed from his fridge.
— I thought you were at a dick appointment, though. — He mentioned, taking another can and laying his back on the fridge.
— The guy couldn't get it up after I blew him, can you believe it? — You casually asked, causing Jay to laugh really loud.
— Maybe you broke his dick.
— Well, he promised to call me again, and he better, that tongue of his left me wanting more. — You ditched the empty can in the trash can. — Anyways, Jake asked if we were down for burgers and told me to pick you up.
That was the kind I trust that existed, not only between Jay and you, but in your whole group of friends. Sharing each other's sex stories was so normal, but of course would tune it down when you were in public after almost being banned from your favorite place.
And it wasn't strange that you accidentally caught Jay, it had happened to others too.
— Let's go, I'm starving. — He said, grabbing his keys and jacket before you both walked outside his apartment.
Jay drove to your favorite burger place and arrived almost at the same time as the rest of the group, walking inside and seating on your usual spot.
After an hour of talking and eating, you received a text from your sister, who was also your roommate.
— Uhm, Jay? Can I crash in your place? My sister also has a dick appointment. — You answered to her text before looking up to Jay.
— Sure, I just have to clean a little. — He agreed, getting up and paying before the others followed him to do the same.
He drove back to his place, and the two of you were cleaning his apartment, making sure that nothing was on the floor or couches, even the coffee table.
When he was cleaning his room, he went to the bathroom and you went to his room, getting some of the pajamas you have left in the past.
You went out of the room to the bathroom and ran into Jay in the middle of the hallway.
— I'm going to bed, so you can take the guest room or the couch. — He moved to the side so you could walk.
— I'll take the guest room.
Jay nodded, turning around to go to his room and closing the door.
After brushing your teeth, you changed your clothes and went to the guest room, turning the remaining lights off on your way.
But you couldn't sleep, you thought it was the hot weather since you were sweating, but a tingling sensation between your legs made you sigh frustrated.
— Seriously? Right now? — You asked yourself. If only that guy could've managed to get his dick up, you wouldn't be in this situation.
You let another frustrated sigh, closing your eyes, trying to fall asleep, but a soft know distract you.
— Are you ok? — Jay asked, breaking the silence.
— No. — You sat up when he opened the door. — Do you have sleeping pills?
Jay chuckled. — Why do you need them?
— So I can finally sleep? — You answered like it was obvious.
— I mean, yeah, I know, but...
You interrupted, annoyed at your body reactions. — Because I'm sexually frustrated, Jay. — He stayed quiet, not knowing what to say. — Just go, I'll stop making noise.
— I'm sure I have tea that can help though, you just have to look for it. — He teased, closing the door before the pillow you threw could hit him.
But you were too lazy to look for said tea, so you stayed, wrapped in the hot blanket. At least this time your frustrated sighs were quieter. But the tingling sensation was still there, and you couldn't fight it anymore.
You turned to lay on your back and put a hand on top of your pants, rubbing your clit.
— Fuck. — You bit your lip, making sure you weren't loud.
Your hand slid to your lower back, pulling down your pants before you moved your hand to your pussy, putting two fingers in and rubbing your clit with your thumb.
You placed your other hand over your mouth to cover the next moan. You bit one of your fingers and looked around, noticing the open door and getting up. You closed the door and locked it.
You quickly returned to your position and rubbed your clit faster, your moan muffled with your hand.
— God — You were close, but your hand couldn't do the trick, you needed something more. — If Jay could see what I'm about to do. — You said when you stood up and grabbed the pillow you previously threw at him, placing in between your legs.
Your hands were holding the pillow as you rubbed your pussy against it. The wetness of your panties was noticeable, and the friction made you moan louder, but you couldn't care less.
The only thing you cared was about reaching your orgasm, which was close, really close. The way you were thrusting the pillow was fast and needy.
The pillow was damp by your juices when you finally reached your orgasm, and you laid down, removing the pillow.
You didn't realized when you fell asleep, but the morning after, you had to run to the bathroom so you could clean yourself and try to find out what to do with the pillow.
— Plans for today? — Jay asked while eating breakfast.
— I have to finish some work my boss had been insisting on. Just that. — You stood up, placing your plate and cup in the sink.
— Let me finish and I'll drive you, then. — You nodded and went to the guest room to make sure you didn't forget anything.
In the middle of the ride, your phone turned off, interrupting the call you were in with your boss.
— Oh he's gonna be so mad. — You laughed, looking at Jay.
You didn't see him after a few days, both being stuck with work every time you had plans to hang out with the rest.
It was until the weekend, Jay knocked on your door, being received by your sister on her way out.
— Another dick appointment. — You said loudly to tease your sister before she could leave.
— Speaking of... — Jay left the snacks he bought on the coffee table of your living room. — What happened with that guy? Did he finally fix his dick?
Your rolled your eyes and opened one of the spicy chips. — He sent me a dick pick while I was working and got mad I didn't send him a nude 5 seconds later.
— Prick. — Jay said, snatching the chips from you and eating one. — We'll find you another one.
— If he has a working dick, I'll be the happiest person in the world. — You sighed dramatically. — How was work?
Jay proceeded to tell you how his week was while you both watched the movie, eating the snacks and ignoring the calls and messages you both got from your group chat.
— What is all that? What bar? — You asked, reading all the 70 messages.
— There's this new bar and today's the inauguration, Sunghoon haven't stopped talking about it. Wanna go? — Jay asked, also taking oit his phone to check the messages.
You nod as you shrugged. — Why not?
Jay was your designated driver so you could let loose a little with the drinks. As you were making your way to the bathroom with the girls, a guy approached Jay and Sunghoon.
— Hey, is the one with the dark blue top someone's girl? — He asked. Both denied, laughing at the situation. — Do you mind if I take her somewhere?
— Ask her! — Sunghoon said, pointing at you walking toward them.
The guy smiled and introduced himself, whispering in your ear the whole time. Your friends' laughed.
But you rejected the guy, telling him you were there with your friends. And they were surprised when he nodded and left.
You sat down beside Jay, whom bumped into you to get your attention.
— What happened with being sexually frustrated? — He asked in a quiet tone so only you could hear him.
— I saw him talking with another girl earlier, not risking it. — Jay nodded, placing an arm around your shoulders in a protective way.
Back in your apartment, you sat down on your couch, throwing your shoes to the door and placing them over Jay's lap after he sat down beside you.
Unconsciously, Jay started to rub the skin of your leg softly, tickling. You shook your leg a few times so he could stop. But he didn't, instead, his hands were now massaging your feet. You didn't bother to tell him to stop, as he had been doing that a few times before.
You woke up with Jay carrying you to your bed, placing you on it carefully, making sure your head wouldn't hit the wall.
— What a gentleman. — You said, letting him lay your down on your bed.
— Is your sister getting home tonight? — He asked since he always would stay at her room.
— Shit, she's not, but she did tell me she'd lock her room. Her hamster had been escaping and doesn't want us to accidentally step on it.
Jay shrugged. — That's fine, I'll take the couch then.
— Of course not, those couches are way too small for you. Stay here. — You grabbed your pajamas and a sweatpant he had left for him.
— Do you mind if I sleep shirtless?
You shook your head, going to the bathroom to brush your teeth and change clothes.
In the morning, you noticed you were cold, and when you reached for the blanket, you couldn't find it. You opened your eyes and found yourself facing a sleeping Jay, a shirtless sleeping Jay.
God, you should've accepted the quickie the guy from the bar offered.
Jay look way too god like that, forehead frowned and lips slightly pouting. You tried to ignore the tingling sensation and reached for the blanket on the floor, covering both with it.
You turned your body around, your back facing him and went back to sleep, or almost, because Jay suddenly hugged you from your hips, hiding his face in your hair.
You ignored the heat in your cheeks, but not the one on your lower half, as his hands were on the edge of your pajamas. You decided to focus on your breathing, the sound of him sleeping, and anything other than the fact that a man was hugging you from the back.
The sound of your phone ringing broke the silence, waking you up again. You gently pushed Jay's hand away, but his grip on your hip was strong.
Then, you felt it. Not that couldn't be... Was it? Why did it feel so close? Why was he so hard? Morning woods weren't supposed to feel like that, were they?
You took a deep breath, turning your head and found him asleep. — Jay... — You whispered, trying to wake him up, but you only earn a hard pull, fully sticking your body to his.
You bit your lower lip when you felt his cock against your butt.
— Jay — You repeated, a little louder this time, finally waking him up.
He was confused at first, but then noticed his grip on your hip and pulled back. — Shit... I'm so sorry. — He covered his boner with his hand.
— It's fine... Are you ok?
— Yeah, I was... Fuck, I was having a wet dream. I'm really sorry.
You laughed, turning your body towards him. — That explains everything.
Jay covered his eyes with his arm, trying to erase the images of his head, not noticing his boner was standing at full grace.
And you couldn't look away from it, clenching your thighs, still being able to feel the ghost of his boner rubbing against you.
— But... You still have a problem down there. — You pointed at his boner when he looked at you.
— Oh god, stop looking! — He was scandalized, but also laughing.
— I mean, it's massive, I'm sorry for taking a look. — You laid down again, waiting for him to open his eyes.
— It can't be the biggest you've seen. — He kept his eyes covered.
— As a morning wood? Yeah, pretty sure it is. — You stood up for your phone when it rang again, finding Jay finally looking at the ceiling.
— Jake said he bought ramen and gyozas. — You read the text out loud, sitting on the edge of your bed.
— I can't think of food right now, [Y/N].
You chuckled, laying on your stomach, looking st him. — Yeah it's... pretty obvious.
— I told you to stop looking, you're not helping. — He slightly pushed you, folding his legs so his boner wouldn't be too obvious.
— Do you even want me to help you? — You joked, putting your phone on your night stand and looking at him when he didn't answer.
Jay had his lower lip between his teeth, was he seriously considering it?
— Don't ask those kind of questions. Let's get dressed. — He finally answered, and when he tried to stand up, your small hand on his arm stopped him.
— Do you? — It was the first time you used your infamous "sex eyes" on him, watching him tilt his head, waiting for you to start laughing.
But you didn't, you were dead serious about helping him get rid of his boner.
— Is this going to change anything? — You shook your head, patiently waiting for his green light. — Is it going to happen again? — You shrugged. — God, you're not offering a blowjob, this is not real.
— I'm just saying I'll help you, you're the one mentioning a blowjob.
Jay lifted an eyebrow. — I'm not the only desperate here, you could've just keep your mouth shut.
— And you could've just ignored me and jerk off in the bathroom, but you're here considering it. — Jay rolled his eyes, upset this conversation wasn't turning him off. It was the opposite.
— Do whatever the fuck you want, just don't make eye contact. — He finally said, earning the biggest grin from you.
You got closer to him, pulling the blanket off. With a deep breath, you pulled down his pajama pants and boxers, audibly gasping when you finally saw it in front of your face. Red, hard, large.
Slowly, you started to jerk him off, spitting a little to make the work easier. Jay's breath halted when he felt your spot on him, bitting him lip to not make an embarrassing sound.
You kept doing that for a couple of minutes, enough for Jay to think that was everything you would do, until he felt your hand pulling away. When he was about to ask, he saw you removing the bottoms of your pajamas and straddling him, your back facing him.
— What are you doing? — Jay asked, fighting the urge to place his hands on your hips.
— You told me I could do whatever the fuck I want. — You answered without turning around.
You started to move your hips over his cock, moaning at how big it felt. You reached for his hands, pulling them to your hips, allowing him to touch you. He cursed, moving his hips to meet yours.
Jay's hands moved to your ass, giving it a light slap. — Take your shirt off, [Y/N]. — You obeyed, taking it off slowly, but fast enough so Jay wouldn't lose his mind. His hands were gripping your ass, kneading it with a strong grip. He breathed out, reaching his limit. He had to do something.
And that something was you laying on his lap, with Jay thrusting his hips harder, pushing his cock harder against your clit.
But you weren't even close, he felt good, but you needed it more.
— Jay... — You called him without stopping. — I can't... I need more.
Jay groaned when you turned around, removing yourself from him. — I was almost there, [Y/N]. — He complained, opening his eyes and finding you kneeling beside him, not caring you were only in your underwear. Jay tried his best to not look at your boobs.
— But I wasn't. — You whined, using a tone you've never used with him.
— What do you want? — Jay kicked his boxers and pajama, his skin feeling too hot for his liking.
You reached to your drawer, that was on Jay's side of of the bed, letting him see your boobs right in front of him. You took a condom out, placing beside his head.
— Are you sure? God, this is a really bad idea. — Jay tried to bring you back to your senses.
— I've been humping my pillows, your pillows and now you for the past week. I need a dick inside me, Jay.
Jay's cock twitched at your language, chuckling. — Right.... Fine, let's do it.
You moved in record time when you heard him, opening the condom and putting it on him, loving the way he closed his eyes when you jerked him a little once the it was properly placed.
You removed your underwear before straddling him, doing your best to not look him in the eyes like he asked.
You slowly started to lower your hips and felt Jay's fingers digging in the soft skin of your hips. You were trying to take his cock fully, but he was just too big.
— Fuck... I didn't stretch you out. — Jay rubbed the skin of your hips, feeling guilty when he saw your face expressions.
— Just... give me a minute. — You sank your hips down fully, digging your nails in his chest.
Jay patiently waited, even though he was loosing his mind by your sudden squeezes around him. And he knew you were finally ready when he felt you move a little. You slowly started bouncing on his dick, moving your hips in a way it hit your insides just right. You weren't moaning, but you were biting your lip and grabbing Jay's chest a little too hard. Jay took that as a cue and started to thrust his hips up, meeting yours. You were clenching your walls around him, making his breaths heavier and faster.
He grabbed your hips, moving you so you were on your back. He didn't take his eyes off your face, watching the way you were closing your eyes, the way you bit your lip to keep quiet. The way your face was turning red, your cheeks hot, how your hair was a mess in your pillow.
— Look at me, baby. — That slipped up, but you didn't seem to mind because you open your eyes and sighed at the view.
Jay's face was contorted in pleasure, his jaw slack and his tongue licking his lips as he continued to move his hips, hitting you deeper than before.
— Jay. — Your voice was a whisper, your face and body too sensitive. Jay's hands were rubbing your thighs, caressing your hips, making your heart beat fast out if pleasure.
The bed started to squeak and crash against the wall due to his rough thrusts. You placed your arms over his shoulders, your nails scratching his back, earning a growl from him.
Your head was spinning, your legs started to tremble. — Jay, please. — You didn't know what you were begging for, you only knew you needed something, anything.
Jay understood the moment he saw your legs trembling harder, his eyes rolling back. — Come here. — His arms were around your back, your legs on his side as he bent over, your noses touching.
— Jay, I need more. I'm so close. — Your arms were around his shoulders. You started to move your hips on your own, the friction making your insides tingle.
— Shit. — He cursed under his breath, biting your lower lip before grabbing your legs. He was moving faster, holding your legs on his shoulders. His mouth was on your neck, biting the skin before soothing the place with his tongue.
You couldn't help but scream when you felt your orgasm approaching. You were squeezing your legs around his head, your arms holding him close. Jay cummed first, but didn't stop, he kept giving you pleasure.
He leaned down, placing his hand between your legs, rubbing your clit with his thumb. You cried when your orgasm hit, his hand still on your clit, rubbing it even after your release.
— I got you, baby. I got you. — He whispered, his fingers now going up and down with your release. You kept your legs tightly wrapped around him even after he pulled away, his lips kissing your inner thighs.
You finally let him go, feeling tired after cumming, your body heavy. Jay laid down beside you, his eyes still heavy. He turned to face you, his arm reaching out to move the hair on your face.
— Was it that good? — You asked, watching him trying to find the words. Jay couldn't talk, he only nodded.
— We're not... telling the others, right? — Jay asked after a few minutes.
— I was thinking the same thing, but I don't see why we should. Unless this is going somewhere?
Jay felt like an asshole, but he knew he had to be honest with you. — Kick me out if you want, but I enjoyed this too much for me to see it as something else.
And you felt the relieve all over your body. — I'm so glad you said that, Jay. I thought our friendship would be over after today.
— Oh God, no, I'd hate myself for loosing one of my best friends after something like this. — Jay removed the condom, going to your bathroom, bring followed by you.
— You asked if this was going to happen again earlier, right? — You started to ask, ignoring that both of you were totally naked standing in your bathroom. Jay nodded, washing his hands. — Were you serious? I'm not talking about being fuck buddies, but maybe if it's been too long or one of our booty calls cancel, we can call each other.
Jay crossed his arms. — This is not exclusive, just casual. — You nodded. — Yeah, why not.
And it worked a little too perfect for both. Even though you still had your own booty calls, you would find a good excuse to continue with your new routine. It was obvious your shared unspoken rule was to stop once any of you would get too serious with someone, which it haven't happened.
But there was also another thing you two weren't sharing with the other and it was that after a month, none of you were seeing other people, you just assumed.
You finally got some free days from work, immediately going to Jay's apartment, where the rest of your friends were.
And it was exciting, while your friends were too busy playing, eating or just talking, you were with Jay at the laundry room of his building with the excuse of going to the store for something Sunghoon asked.
He had you on top of a washing machine, legs spread, short hanging on just one of your ankles and underwear moved to the side while he was eating you out like a starved man.
Your head was thrown back, moaning, hands gripping the top of the washing machine.
— Jay… Please.
He looked up, his tongue still moving up and down. — Not yet.
— Just fuck me. Please. — You begged, pulling him up to kiss you. — I want you.
He bit your lip and turned you around, pulling your underwear to the side again before teasing your entrance with the tip of his cock.
— Fuck. — He breathed out when he was fully inside you. You were both moaning with pleasure, doing your best to keep quiet.
Jay moved his hips slowly, teasingly. He knew he was driving you crazy, but it was something he loved to do. He was addicted to the way you would whine for more, the way you would push your ass back, begging him to fuck you harder.
— Jay… — You complained, looking back and pushing yourself up, holding him tightly from the back of his neck.
His hands were on your hips, pushing you down on him. — Patience, baby.
You rolled your eyes, letting him push your body back down. Jay was still teasing, rubbing the inside of your thighs. He was trying to keep you still, but that only made you push your hips harder.
You were so tight, so warm, so soft, he never wanted to be out of you. His eyes were now glued to the way your ass would clench when he thrust his hips.
He knew you wouldn't be able to stay quiet for too long. And he was right.
He pulled your hips back, hitting your ass, making you squeal. He covered your mouth with his hand, moving his hips faster. You bit your lip when you felt Jay's thrusts harder, his cock was pushing your cervix, making you scream under his hand.
You started to feel lightheaded, you couldn't hear anything but his hips slapping against yours, his pants in your ear, his hands in your hips. His cock hitting that special spot inside you was making you feel like you were high, your eyes rolling to the back of your head.
You were begging, your voice a whisper. You wanted him to release you, to make you cum. You were so close to your orgasm, and Jay knew that. He only needed a little more. He wanted to see you beg.
— Please, Jay… I want to cum, please. — You turned your head, finding his lips. You kissed him, biting his lip as you continued to beg him to cum.
You heard him curse when you moved your hips faster, fucking him on your own. He squeezed your hips when you started to clench around him. — Shit, [Y/N], fuck. I'm so fucking close, baby.
He helped you cum first, riding your orgasm before you got on your kneed and sucked him off, swallowing everything he had to give.
When you were back in Jay's apartment, no one questioned what took you so long, didn't even noticing it took you 20 minutes to go to the store in front of Jay's building.
Another instance was when all of you were at a bar. There was a sudden move Jay did that made you horny, feeling how your underwear got wet. You tried your best to ignore it, but the feeling became unbearable. You grabbed your phone and pretended you got a call, excusing yourself for a few minutes.
— Guys, I have to go, my boss need me early tomorrow. — You said once you were back with your friends.
— Do you need me to drive you? — Jay asked, knowing perfectly you never received a call.
— Is it ok? I can call a cab. — You grabbed your jacket and put it on, saying goodbye.
— Don't worry, does anyone else need a ride? — You internally wished no one would say yes, but Sunghoon stepped up, but Jay already had a plan
— Uh, Jay? My place was that way. — You said when Jay didn't take the desviation to your place which was closer.
Jay stopped his conversation with Sunghoon and cursed. — Shit, I'm sorry, [Y/N].
You wanted to laugh, bitting you lower lip and playfully hitting him. After you dropped Sunghoon off, you got into the passenger seat and both waited until he got in his place, driving away when he closed the door.
The drive was calm, quiet even. But the tension was there, it was a heavy silence. Jay gave you a last look before getting outside a parking lot.
You understood, taking off your seatbelt and grabbing him by the neck. You kissed him before he could say anything, palming him through his jeans.
Jay let you open his jean and take out his cock, cursing when your grip tighten on the base. You looked at him, waiting for a cue, and when he nodded, you put him in your mouth, swirling your tongue around the tip.
You kept your mouth there, pushing your head down until you could feel him on the back of your throat. You tried to relax yourself, taking him deeper in your throat, your grip loosening on the base.
Jay's hips buckled up, his hands were on your head, grabbing your hair. You were drooling, sucking him like your life depended on it.
— Fuck, [Y/N]. — His eyes were on you, your lips swollen, your eyes watery from your gag reflex kicking in.
You kept your hand on the base, stroking him as you sucked his tip. You licked up and down the shaft, sucking his balls into your mouth before taking him in your mouth again.
Jay was going to cum soon, his voice became deeper. He was moaning and grunting, his eyes never leaving your face.
— Baby, I'm fucking close. — He warned, his grip on your hair stronger. You kept going, your mouth engulfing his cock again, going as deep as you could.
Jay's cock twitched on your mouth until he came, cum filling your mouth. You swallowed everything, your hands on his thighs.
You released him with a pop, breathing heavily, your cheeks red, your underwear wet.
Jay quickly got out of the car, opening your door and hovering you, unbuttoning your jeans and pulling them down with your underwear. His fingers were quick to find your clit, your moans loud.
You covered your mouth, biting the fabric of your shirt when he pushed two fingers inside you, your pussy clenching around them.
— You're so fucking wet. — He added another finger, moving them in and out, his thumb rubbing your clit in circles, bringing you to the edge.
Your orgasm came crashing down, making you shake in your seat, your release dripping down his fingers. Jay brought his hand to his mouth, sucking your juices out of them.
You pulled him down, forcing him between your legs, sighing when you felt his cock between your pussy lips.
— I don't have condoms here, baby. — He told you, not being able to control his hips moving against you.
— Then you better pull out. — You said, kissing him.
He kissed you back, pushing inside you with one thrust, both moaning when he did.
You reached for his head, kissing him harder, your hand pulling his hair. Jay was moving fast, his hips pushing you against the seat. He grabbed your hips, pulling you closer, his cock hitting your cervix.
His mouth was now on your neck, sucking and biting your skin, leaving marks on it. He pushed your shirt up, his mouth sucking on your nipples through your bra.
He was groaning and moaning against your skin. His thrusts were becoming faster, harder. You knew he wouldn't last much longer. You wrapped your legs around him, moving your hips to meet his.
— Fuck... Don't do that. — He moaned, grabbing one of your legs and pulling it away.
You giggled, but your laugh was cut short when he pulled out. He knelt on the floor, his tongue licking your entrance.
— Jay. — You moaned his name, grabbing his hair, pulling it. He sucked your clit and pushed two fingers in you, curling them up. Your thighs were shaking on both sides of his head. You couldn't control yourself.
— Cum for me, baby. Cum on my tongue. — You did as he asked, your legs closing around his head. He continued licking you even after you started shaking due to the overstimulation.
He the made you seat down, legs out if the car and pulling you down by your neck.
You understood, taking him in your mouth , pushing your head as down as you could. You sucked him off like your life depended on that, moving your head up and down his shaft, your hand stroking the base.
Jay was moaning your name, his fingers were running through your hair. He looked up when you heard someone walking by, but continued to thrust his hips in your mouth.
You placed your hand on his balls, massaging them with your hand. Jay groaned, his hips now buckling up. You deepthroated him again, making him cum down your throat.
With his thumb, Jay cleaned your lip, making you clean it. — Good girl.
You giggled and pulled him down to kiss him again. — Let's go to my apartment, my sister's gone.
Jay obeyed, driving fast to your building. You dragged him to your couch, getting naked in record time.
He was behind you, teasing your entrance like he liked, edging you and pulling back when you would push your hips.
— You know what you need to do, baby. — He loved when you begged, and you never cared how pathetic you looked, you always complied.
— Please, fuck me, Jay. I want you so bad. Please, baby, I need you.
His eyes were dark with lust, his pupils dilated. He wasn't fairing much better, his cock leaking precum, his legs trembling.
You looked back, finding Jay's gaze. He was waiting for you, he wanted you to beg again, which you did, reaching back to grab his neck, pulling him to kiss you.
— Please, Jay, I need your cock in me. Fuck me, please.
Jay gave up, pushing inside you slowly until he bottomed out. You cried, the sudden stretch hurting you. He kissed your shoulders, rubbing your back with his fingers.
You nodded, giving him the ok. He started to move his hips, slowly at first, then he picked up speed. His thrusts became harder, faster.
You screamed when he grabbed your hair, pulling you up.
— Keep your hands there. — He ordered. You obeyed. Your hands were above your head, holding the back of the couch. — Good girl.
He pushed his cock inside you hard, pulling you by your waist. You were crying, moaning his name.
Jay's hands were squeezing your waist, his cock pushing you to the brink of insanity.
You felt his thrusts become sloppy, his moans louder.
— Touch yourself, baby. — Jay ordered, his voice barely a whisper.
Jay was still thrusting inside you, groaning when he felt your pussy was squeezing his cock as your orgasm hit. He slowed down his thrusts, pulling out and laying you on the couch.
You sat up and pulled him up by his neck, kissing him while your hands were on his cock, stroking him. Not long after, you felt him cum, spilling on your stomach, sighing at the warm sensation.
— Do you want me to stay? — Jay asked, brushing his lips over yours. You nodded, hugging him by the neck and allowing him to take you to your room where he grabbed a dirty towel and cleaned you.
The morning after, Jay woke up first, going to the kitchen for water. Just when he was pouring a second of glass, your sister got out of her room.
— Good morning, didn't hear you arrive. — Jay casually said.
— I've been here the whole night. — She said, letting Jay know she heard everything. — Didn't know you two were dating.
Jay almost dropped one of the glasses. — We... We aren't.
— Oh... Since when you two have been... you know. — She asked as she washed her hamster's sphere.
— Just a few... months. — Almost five to me exact.
— Right... I'll pretend I didn't hear anything. I believe you two already settled everything. — Jay nodded, still frozen on his spot.
Your sister locked herself in her room again, leaving Jay alone in the kitchen. A couple of minutes later, you got out of your room.
— It looks like you saw a ghost. — You joked, grabbing one of the glasses from the table. — What's wrong?
And even though your sister said she was going to pretend she didn't know, realization slapped Jay on the face.
— Your sister heard us. — Jay said, studying your instant panicked reaction. — She was here the whole time we were fucking on that couch. And in your room. — You didn't answer, you just looked at your sister's door.
— Did she say anything? — You didn't know if you wanted to know, but you knew your sister.
— She said she didn't know we were dating.
— And you told her... — You stopped talking, signing him to continue.
— That we're not. And then she asked for how long this have been happening and I just said a few months.
You nodded, but weren't pleased by the last information. — It's not like we've been doing it for such a long time, right?
— Next week is going to be five months, [Y/N].
— And? You're saying it like it's five years. — You scoffed, finishing the water to wet your throat.
— When was the last time you were that consistent with someone? — The question felt like a flick on your forehead, starting to wake you up. — When... When was the last time you were with someone that's not me, [Y/N]? — And that one felt like a punch in the stomach, knocking all the wind out of you.
— Why are you suddenly so curious?
— Suddenly? We always talked about that, but I don't even remember the last time I was with someone else.
— And am I stopping you from doing it? Why are you acting like it's my fault?
— It's not an accusation, baby, but if we've always been honest with the other, why is it so hard for you to admit you haven't been with anyone else either.
— Because that complicates everything, Jay!
— No, it doesn't. Not communicating does. I still want to throw you around and fuck you on every surface I see, but you have to consider we unconsciously became exclusive.
You walked to your room, being followed by Jay. — I have to go to work, you can stay if you want. — You said, throwing your pajamas to your bed, not caring you were practically walking naked around him.
Jay called your name, grabbing you by your arm when you ignored him. — Please, don't run away from this.
— We don't even know what the fuck is this, Jay.
And that was true, Jay couldn't argue about it so he just let you go, sitting on your bed and watch you get ready. When he thought you were about to leave, he saw you stop by your door before turning around and walking to him.
Gently, you pulled his hair from the back of his head, making him look up. And just as gently, you kissed him, making Jay sigh into it, placing his hand on your hip. But before he could do anything else, you pulled away, finally leaving him alone.
Jay stayed, cleaning, cooking, talking with your sister, taking care of her hamster while she went to the store. It felt like the worst 6 hours of his life. Because even though you lived there, it felt like you weren't coming back, causing a big wave of relief when he saw you cross the door.
And just like you two needed it, because you did, kissed aggressively, dragging each other to your room before closing the door and throwing around your clothes.
— How was work? — Jay asked, pushing you against the wall and grabbing one of your legs, thrusting his hard soft cock into your clothed count.
— Shit… boring. — You managed to answer, your head hitting the wall.
Jay kissed your neck, sucking it, leaving hickeys on it. Your back arched, a moan leaving your lips.
He turned you around, pushing your back on his chest. He used his feet to spread your legs and thrust his hips into your pussy.
You moaned loudly, moving your ass on him, feeling him through the fabric. Jay groaned in your ear, pushing you to the bed, making you fall on your stomach and immediately got on your knees, your ass up.
Jay kneeled between your legs and spread your ass cheeks, pushing his tongue inside you.
You cried, pushing your ass back on his face. Jay grabbed your thighs, his tongue lapping up and down your pussy.
Jay groaned against you, his tongue flicking your clit. He bit you, making you jump, his tongue moving up and down. He grabbed you by the hips and pulled you back on him. His tongue was deep inside you, your walls tightening around him.
Jay pulled back, his tongue on your clit, rubbing circles on it, making you cry. His hands were on your hips, pushing you back on his face.
— Did you miss me? — He placed himself between your legs and pulled your hips down.
— Let's use just say I imagined a world without your cock... I didn't like it. — Jay laughed, teasing your entrance with his fingers.
He pushed two inside, moving his fingers in and out. You moaned his name. Jay knew what you wanted. You wanted him to move faster, deeper, but he wanted to torture you a little bit.
Jay moved his fingers out, pushing them into you again. His mouth was on your clit, sucking it while his fingers moved in and out.
You pushed your ass back, moving your hips. Jay sucked your clit harder, his fingers going deeper. His name was the only thing that could come out of your lips.
You moaned his name again, your walls tightening, your back arching. Jay's fingers were moving faster, sucking harder until you came on his fingers, your arms giving up and falling to the mattress. You were panting, your legs shaking.
Jay moved you to your back, licking his fingers, making sure they were clean. He kissed your ankles, your thighs, your hips, and finally your lips. He kissed you deeply, pushing his tongue into your mouth.
You pushed him onto his back and straddled him, rubbing his cock on your pussy.
He thrust up, making you moan. You sat up and slowly lowered yourself onto him, his cock filling you. You threw your head back, moaning loudly.
Jay thrust up, his hands on your hips, helping you to ride him. You started to move your hips back and forth, taking him deep inside you.
You moaned his name with each thrust, his cock hitting you in the deepest spot. He groaned loudly, his hips bucking up to meet yours. Your breasts bounced with each movement, your body flush against his.
Your body started to shake. Your moans were getting louder and louder. You were getting. You felt his cock twitch inside you. You were so close to cumming. You wanted to cum on his cock.
— Baby... Fuck, I'm close. — Jay warned, moaning when you started to bounced on him. — [Y/N], baby, I'm not joking. Ah!
You grabbed his hands when he tried to remove you from him, and he knew he was stronger than you, but you felt too good, dangerously good.
— Don't you think that... If we're going to be exclusive, we can... allow ourselves to... more. — You spoke between moans, moving your hips back and forth. — Cum inside me, Jay. Please.
His eyes widened, his face losing all the color. But he couldn't deny you, so he grabbed your hips and thrusted up, feeling your room with the sound of moans and slapping skin against skin.
You felt him cum inside you, the hot sensation making you reach your own orgasm. You fell on his chest, his cock still inside you, his cum slowly dripping down your leg. You moaned when you felt it, feeling the sticky liquid on your thigh. You shivered, your pussy pulsing.
— Can you stop doing it while I'm here! For fuck sake! — Your sister yelled from the other side of your room, making both laugh.
— You weren't when we started!
[camping] txt soobin
warnings: public sex, unprotected sex (pull out method), fingering, hadjob, blowjob, riding
words: 2031
The view was beautiful, you didn't deny that. But the tiring and almost life-threatening way to get there wasn't worth it. If it wasn't because of the storm that not only damped all your belongings, but also made you slip and fall countless times, you wouldn't be in such a bad mood right now.
— The tent is practically dry, we just have to wait for the blankets, — Soobin said, not affected by what happened. — Are you still mad? —
You scoffed, — I told you the weather wasn't appropriate for this. — You said, hugging yourself and keeping you back facing him.
— If I have to apologize millions of times for you to forgive me, I will. I'm sorry, I was just excited for you to know this place. — Soobin got close to you and hugged you, placing a kiss on your shoulder.
— My forgiveness has a price. — You moved your face to the side when he tried to kiss your lips.
Soobin found this cute, he knew you weren't as mad as before. — I'd give you anything you want, you know that—
You rolled your eyes and looked at him, not being able to keep frowning at him when he was looking at you in such a tender way. — I'll get to choose our next trip destination—
Soobin nodded, attempting to kiss you again, and this time you let him. — The clothes are safe, by the way. You can change first.— He said over your lips, giving you a last kiss before letting you go.
You walked to the tent and found both your and his clothes spread out on the floor. You sighed and tried to ignore the guilt you felt. He was doing everything to make this trip enjoyable, but your mood was ruining it. You took a deep breath and changed, remembering him telling you it gets hot at nights, wearing your sports pants over your shorts and keeping your hoodie unzipped. It didn't take long, Soobin knew this place like the back of his hand, choosing an outfit to spend three days there was the easiest part.
The tent was placed under a metal roof, Soobin explained he and his dad asked for the permissions to build it for times like this, allowing other campers to also use it.
Both of you were sitting on a blanket, enjoying the sunset. You were in between Soobin's legs, letting your whole weight fall onto him. Soobin was rubbing one of your arms and placing kisses over your shoulder and neck, tickling you.
— Are you hungry?— He asked softly over your ear.
— Not yet, you?— He shook his head, kissing you on the lips when you tilted your head back to talk to him.
The kiss became more intense, not letting each other go. You moved and were on top of him, letting your arms be free and grab his shoulders and bury your hands in his hair. Soobin let his fingers slide up your thigh and stopped at your waist. The kiss went on until both of you needed to breathe.
— Still mad at me?— Soobin asked, looking you in the eyes with a smirk.
You chuckled and went back to kiss him. He let your kisses fall over his lips and jaw, letting a moan escape from him when you bit his neck. You placed a finger under his chin and moved it to face you. Your tongues brushed and you both stayed in this position for some time.
Soobin's hands moved and grabbed your waist, holding you close to him and he let his head rest on your chest, with the kisses turning into soft pecks. You wrapped your arms around him and held him as close as possible.
— Hey. — You whispered in his ear. — Sorry about earlier.
— I already told you it's okay. I need to learn to listen to you. — Soobin stretched his neck and kept kissing you. You chuckled and pushed him gently. — What?. — Soobin asked with a smile.
— What if someone walks by. — You said blushing.
— Oh, you want to have sex? — He teased you, trying to move his body up, but you pressed your hands on his shoulders. Soobin laughed and bit your lips. — I'll do anything you ask me, princess. — He kissed you again. You blushed and closed your eyes.
Soobin nipped your lips and kissed you. His hands slid up your back, holding you down as he pressed your body against his. His tongue played with yours and you felt a rush of energy. He let your lips go, leaving a trail of kisses in the side of your face and then down your neck. Soobin moved his hands down your body and stopped on your waist, holding it in place and pressing your hips against his, showing you how much he wanted you.
Soobin moaned in your ear, holding onto you as he continued to thrust against you. His mouth left trails of kisses in the side of your neck and you could feel him getting close. He grabbed your hair and pulled it to the side, kissing your neck more passionately, sucking your skin and biting you when you moaned. His lips went down to your shoulder, nipping and biting it.
Soobin looked at you, panting, his hair messy from you grabbing it, his eyes not letting yours go. He moved his hands up your body and placed one of them on your lips, the other going under your hoodie, letting his fingertips drag along your sides. You moaned at the feeling and he took it as a sign to do more, sliding his hand down to grab your butt. His other hand was on your chest and let it slide over your stomach, teasing you and making you move your body, wanting him to touch you more. He knew this, and let his hand slide lower, under your pants and shorts and inside your underwear. Soobin smirked when he felt how wet you were, biting your lips and moving his hips against yours. You moaned and spread your legs, wanting his fingers to reach you more, but Soobin teased you, only touching the side of your thighs.
He moved his hands out of your shorts and back under your hoodie to take it off. You removed it alongside your top. His eyes were glued to your breasts and he licked his lips. He moved over you and took your lips in a deep kiss. His tongue entered your mouth and you felt his hands undoing your bra and taking it off. His lips let yours go and moved down to your chest, nipping your cleavage and then biting your nipple. You moaned loudly and arched your back. Soobin let out a chuckle and moved his attention to the other one, kissing it softly, sucking and biting it when you moaned louder. He stopped for a second and let his hand go back down to your shorts. He teased your thighs and let one of his fingers slip inside. He felt you clench and gasped at the feeling of how tight you were.
You moaned his name and he moved his finger in and out of you, making you feel so good and making you clench again. You felt him pulling your clothes down, you stood up and took it off for him. When you straddled him again, he was removing his shirt off. His hands moved to your hair, and he removed it for you. You were naked on top of him and he was only in his pants. He looked at you from top to bottom, taking all of you in and moaned at how beautiful you were. You blushed when he did that and hid your face on his chest.
Soobin moved his body up and laid back with you, holding both of you with one arm and pressing his body against yours and taking your lips in another deep kiss. His hand moved between your legs, teasing you by rubbing your clit. His kisses moved over your lips to the side of your neck. He licked it softly, teasing you again by nipping your skin. He bit you harder, making you moan and clench and he took the opportunity to slide one of his fingers inside, you were so wet that it moved easily. He curled it in a “come here” motion, hitting your g-spot and making you clench even harder around his finger. He let it go and added another one, making you moan louder.
Soobin kissed your jaw and moved his lips to your mouth, kissing you passionately. He continued to move his fingers in and out of you and you felt yourself building up. He let you lips go and you let out a moan, feeling yourself so close. You held onto him tighter and he did the same with you, moving his fingers faster and more passionately.
You moaned his name louder, your hips moving against his hand.
Soobin let your ear go and kissed your lips softly. — You're so beautiful. — He moaned, sliding his fingers in and out again. — Come for me, princess. — His fingers moved faster, hitting your spot again and you moaned loudly, feeling yourself coming. Your body was shaking and you clenched hard around his fingers.
You laid on top of him for some time, kissing his jaw and biting his neck. Soobin moaned when you did this and you laughed, biting him again. You moved your body up his and kissed him passionately, making him moan even louder.
You slid down his body until your mouth was on the waistline of his pants. You bit the skin over them, making him moan at the feeling. His hands went into your hair and held it back, making you look at him. You smirked and he moved his hips up, begging for more.
You took off his pants and underwear, and he was already hard. You took his cock in your hand and gave him a few strokes. Soobin groaned at the feeling, moving his hips. You leaned down and licked the head, tasting the pre-cum, and then wrapped your lips around him. Your hand held onto his cock and moved in the same rhythm as your mouth. He moaned your name and held your head in place.
You let your mouth go and Soobin pulled you up to kiss you. He moved you on his lap, his hands holding onto your hips, helping you to move.
You moaned at the feeling of having him inside you and bit his lips. His hands were on your butt, pushing it down and then lifting it again. You pressed your chest against his and moaned louder as his hand moved to the front and started rubbing your clit, moving you faster on him.
His cock was deep inside you, and you felt yourself getting close.
Soobin felt you clench around him and groaned. He pressed your hips down and moved them against his a few times before carrying you a little to pull out. Your hand flew to his cock, just as fast as his fingers went to your pussy. Getting each other off, you look intensely at the other's eyes, grunting and moaning as both of your releases approached.
You clenched around his fingers as he rubbed your clit faster, his hand working your body with more urgency now. His breathing became harder and more erratic and you could see the pleasure on his face. You watched as his eyes closed and he bit his bottom lip, holding his breath as his hand kept working your clit furiously until you cried out in pleasure. Soobin felt your pussy spasm around his fingers and felt your body tense up before your release hit. His own release followed shortly after, and with a grunt, he exploded, shooting ropes of white-hot cum all over your hand, legs and stomach.
When you were both done, you leaned in and kissed him passionately.
— I forgot I had condoms in my bag. — You said over your lips, causing him to laugh.
— We can use them after eating something. I feel like I'm going to pass out.
[favorite student] enhypen heeseung
warnings: teacher!reader, (college)student!heeseung, age gap, protected sex (yay), oral (f&m), outdoor sex, sneaking around, making out
words: 4883
A/N: I hope I don't have to remind you romantic relationships between teachers and students are wrong, doesn't matter if it's between two consenting adults, it's still WRONG, hence, this is a work of fiction
— Miss? Can I talk to you? — Heeseung said. You looked up and sighed.
— I don't change grades, Heeseung, you shouldn't have used ai to do your report. — You went back to grade another report, checking the time while doing it. — Ok, guys, you can leave, I'll have the rest of your reports graded by next class. Have a good day. — Some students answered, some didn't, you were used to it.
Heeseung stayed at his place, not removing his eyes from you. — Miss? — He said when the last student left the classroom.
You were tired, and didn't mean to act rude, but when you realized you slammed your pen on your desk. — What is it, Heeseung?
— I... I'm sorry, but I really need to pass this class, that's why I used ai.
You fought the urge to roll your eyes. — It's not a good thing to do, Heeseung. You know that, right? — You tried to look up and saw him nodding.
— I'm sorry. What can I do to change it?
You looked at the report in your hand. — Come tomorrow at 9, I'll be here still grading, you're going to redo your report in front of me.
Heeseung swallowed thick, could he do it? — Thank you, Miss, I'll be here tomorrow at 9.
You nodded and went back to the reports, finally taking a deep breath when he closed the door behind him.
The next day, on Saturday, he was a little bit early than expected, finding the classroom closed. He sat down on the floor and waited for you, trying to fall asleep while doing it.
After a few minutes, the sound of high heels resonated through the hallway, making him look in the direction of it, finding you. You were wearing a dark blue suit, the blazer was open, showing a bright white shirt. You were effortlessly hot, and there times Heeseung wondered if you knew it.
— Good morning, Heeseung. I hope I didn't make you wait long. — You said, taking out the key of the classroom.
— Of course not, I just arrived a little early. — He said as he cleaned his jeans.
You let him walk in first, locking the door behind you. — I hope you don't mind the door locked, I just don't need people to know I'm giving you some sort of special treatment.
Heeseung smirked, he liked the sound of that. — Well, I didn't even tell my friends about it, so.
— Perfect. Now, bring one of the chairs to my desk and place it beside me. That way I can see what you do on your computer while I grade. — You left a few reports on the table.
— Are you ok with me being beside you, Miss?
You chuckled, clearly noticing the tone he used. — The desk is big enough, just don't copy from your classmates' reports, deal? — Heeseung nodded. — Start then. — You said as you started reading one of the papers.
Heeseung opened his laptop and took out a few sheet papers. — Shit, I don't have a pen.
You laughed. — Well, you can borrow one of mine if you don't use that kind of language in front of me.
— Sorry, Miss. Thank you.
Both went back to your activities. You were eyeing Heeseung from time to time to make sure he wasn't cheating. You finished to grade the rest of the reports, standing up a little to stretch your legs, not noticing Heeseung eyes on you for a second.
— How is it going? — You asked, tying your hair up and walking to his side.
— Uhm, I think it's good? — You read some of the information in the website he was using and then to his paperwork. You nodded and straightened up.
Heeseung took a deep breath, he needed to finish fast so he could get out of there. It was too hard for him to ignore you, distracting him.
As you leaned back against the board behind Heeseung, you noticed he had a small tick with his leg, bouncing it a few times when he found information he could use. You couldn't help but smile.
He stood up and stretched his arms over his head. — I'm done, Miss.
— Let's see. — You took the papers he gave you and read it. — Tell me about it.
Heeseung started explaining about his research, mentioning the websites he used for his report. Once he finished, you bend down over the desk and make a few grammar mistakes, giving it a final grade.
— 92. Congratulations. — You handed him his report back.
— And in record time. — He joked, saving his things in his backpack. — Oh, the pen is yours. Thank you.
— I hope you understand next time this happens, I'm not only grading you a 0, but I'll send you with the principal right away.
— Of course, Miss, it won't happen again. — As you grabbed the pen, he held it tight. — Thank you for the special treatment, by the way. — Something in the air changed, it was clear he was teasing.
— You're a good student, Heeseung, if only you knew how to balance distractions and school we wouldn't be in this situation.
He stepped closer, making you back off. — Well, it's not easy when my biggest distraction is my literature teacher.
God, if you were paid every time a student told you that... — You're a big boy, you'll figure it out.
— I think I can use some help with that, Miss.
You rolled your eyes, trying your hardest not to show you were affected by the deep tone he was using. — I'm sure you have plenty of girls that would be glad to help you, Heeseung.
— But I only want your help.
You looked away, taking another step back, kicking your chair. — Heeseung, this is highly inappropriate. I'm your teacher.
— Then tell me to leave. — He caged you against the back of your chair, letting you smell his cologne.
You couldn't. You didn't find the strength to tell him to back off and leave. And he knew it, he was taking advantage of it.
His fingers slightly brushed against your cheek before holding your chin and making you look up, finding his dark eyes on you.
— Just say it and I'll be out of your life... until after graduation.
You laughed, his graduation was just a few months away. — Let's say I can't wait for that. — His eyes darkened.
You never would be able to describe what happened next, it was just a mix of adrenaline and a huge attraction you felt towards him. You started kissing him, and he started touching you.
He held your hips as he kissed you, biting your lower lip and sucking on it. You moaned on his mouth, feeling the hardness of him against your body.
Your hands found their way to his hair, tangling your fingers on his hair as your mouth made out with his. His hands caressed your ass, pulling you even closer to him.
Your rang, startling you. — Fuck, I have a meeting.
Heeseung groaned, kissing your neck carefully. He didn't want to leave any marks. Yet. — Is it really necessary?
— Well, unless you want another teacher to come find me, I think it's better if we... think about this.
He nodded, still kissing your skin. — But just for now, right? — His mouth found yours, kissing you as you laughed.
— Yes, now leave before someone finds out I meet up with my students on weekends. — You kissed him back. He pulled away, kissing the corner of your mouth.
— I can't wait. — He answered before stepping away from you. He grabbed his bag and adjusted his clothes. — See you, Miss. — He said and kissed your cheek before leaving the room.
You sighed and took your things, grabbing the reports you graded and putting them inside your bag.
Weeks passed and both Heeseung and you managed to act normal during class. After class was another story, Heeseung would sneak into the classroom you were in and distract you until you give in, making out until both needed air. The feeling of this being wrong and dangerous disappeared long ago, worse when he had you on your desk while he was humping his boner against your underwear, your skirt all wrinkled on your hips.
— Are you busy tomorrow, Miss? — Heeseung asked, but didn't let you answer right away, sucking on your tongue.
— Is this how you ask girls out, Heeseung? While making out with them? — You teased, forcing him to keep kissing you.
— You are not just a girl, you are my teacher. — He nipped your lip, smiling when you moaned. — So, are you busy?
— Tomorrow? No. — You gasped when his hips rammed, causing him to laugh at your reaction.
— I'll pick you up at 10am, then. — He didn't let you answer again, but this time, he humped against you faster, you feeling a strong pleasure spreading through your body as he fucked you through your clothes.
— Shit... — You whispered, hiding your face on his chest. Heeseung hated cumming in his pants, and he hated it even more knowing you were right there for him, but doing it at school was too risky.
Heeseung gave himself a last look in the rearview mirror and got out of his car, walking confidently to your house. He knocked twice and waited, hearing footsteps approaching the door. He put his hands in his pockets and smiled when he saw you, your smile was contagious.
— Wow... — He said when he noticed the red with white dots sundress you were wearing. — I must be the luckiest man on earth. You look... really good. — You giggled, suddenly feeling shy under his gaze. Heeseung took a step closer and kissed your lips softly.
— You didn't tell me where we're going so I wasn't sure what to wear. — You said over his lips.
— I've planned a whole day together, but I'm not sure if I'd be able to control myself with you in this dress. — Heeseung kissed you again, attacking your mouth with his tongue.
After a short make out session at your door, Heeseung grabbed your hand and pulled you to his car, opening the passenger door for you and putting the seatbelt for you, not without kissing you again. He wasn't scared to show you he was obsessed with your lips.
Once you were ready, Heeseung started the car, letting you take control over the music. The drive was calm, you two never stopped talking about your personal lives, what you wanted for the future. It felt... good.
After 30 minutes, you went quiet, making Heeseung look your way, finding you fighting your urge to sleep.
— Sleep, I'll wake you when we get there.
You shook your head. — No, I have to be a good copilot.
But it was useless, you fell asleep 10 minutes later. It was clear you were tired. Heeseung felt bad, weekends were your free days from school, yet you woke up early to get ready for him. God, you looked gorgeous for him. The dress, the hair, the makeup. It was for him. He didn't mean to, but he wondered if your underwear was also for him.
Why did he have to go there? Now he couldn't ignore the way your boobs slightly bounced with the movement of the car, how your dress riled up after you got comfortable.
"This was supposed to be a romantic date and I'm thinking about fucking her." Heeseung thought. But you couldn't blame him, he has had a crush on you since you stepped a foot in the classroom with your lavender suit. It wasn't about your body, it was the whole vibe. Students loved you right away, you were everyone's favorite teacher by the end of the semester. Everyone would fight for a place in your class. Everyone wanted to be the best in your class so you could compliment them.
Not Heeseung. He knew you were just a teacher, he knew there was a thick line between you two, and it was impossible for someone as beautiful as you to be single. But one day Mijeong asked you about it, you weren't embarrassed to answer. "Not a boyfriend for the moment, I'm busy enough. Maybe in the future." You said. Something shifted in Heeseung, and he didn't know why. Not a single word you said meant he had a chance with you, but he had to try.
He started participating in your class more often. Suddenly having millions of doubts. Loving when you could walk to his desk to help him. That was you, it wasn't strange for you to want every student to understand the topic. Even if it took you extra time. His grades got better after he finally experienced one of your compliments. It was a need for him to hear you say "Perfect as always, Heeseung."
And that's why you were mad at him for using AI for his report. He also had been skipping classes to sneak around with some girl. The girl was so good he would forget about you, at least when he was with her. But once she would have him a last goodbye kiss, you were back in his mind.
You never reciprocated his flirting attempts, he wasn't the only one. But what he didn't know was that you enjoyed his attempts more than the rest.
Heeseung finally stopped the car under a tree so I wouldn't get too hot. He looked at you and felt horrible for waking you up, you looked devine. But he couldn't ignore how the seatbelt was stuck in between your boobs.
He cleared his throat, not wanting to be obvious he was affected with how hot you looked. — [Y/N]. Baby, we're here.
Fuck.
You whined a little before stretching out your body. — How long did I sleep?
— Just 20 minutes. — His hand went to your hair, brushing it.
You looked around, still not conscious you were almost flashing Heeseung. — Where are we?
— Our spot. — He said with a soft tone.
You looked back at him and smiled, leaning towards him to kiss him.
The seatbelt had other plans though, as it pulled your strap down. You laughed and removed the seatbelt, finally kissing Heeseung properly.
The kiss turned out heated right away. You gasped when you felt his hand under your dress, teasing the front of your underwear.
— Do they match with your dress? — He shamelessly asked.
— You doubt it?
Heeseung gave you a last kiss before opening his door and running to your sides, opening the door for you.
— Our lunch waits for us.
You let him guide you through the grass until you found a bench in the middle of the field.
— Since when is this here? — You asked when you noticed the basket over the bench.
— I came before picking you up. Everything's fresh, I promise.
You looked at him and then the car. — At what time did you wake up?
— That's not important. — Heeseung held your face and kissed your lips and then your frown. — You're adorable when you frown, baby.
You rolled your eyes and kissed him again, pulling him down by his jacket.
Both started to take everything out of the basket, placing a big blanket on the floor for both.
Heeseung had prepared all kinds of snacks and appetizers since he didn't know what would you like.
The morning and afternoon went fast between eating, talking and kissing. By 4pm you two ran out of food and drinks, but none of you minded, you were two busy enjoying each other's touch.
You were under him, playing with his hair as he was lifting your dress so he could squeeze your butt. Your legs were around him, pulling him closer, sighing when his hips thrusted into you. The hardness of him was against you, you wanted it to get rid of the barrier between your bodies.
Heeseung moved his hands on your knees, not knowing where to put them. You were wearing a thong, making it easy for him to explore your body with his fingertips. You could feel his eyes on your face, watching your reaction to his touch.
— Do you like it? — He asked. You hummed, kissing him as he rubbed your clit.
You gasped and opened your eyes. — Yeah...
— Can I put my finger inside? — He whispered, your mouth opened to answer and let out a moan when he thrusted one finger inside you.
You felt empty and full at the same time. Heeseung kissed your lips, letting his finger move inside you, watching your face for signs of discomfort. But that only made you moan more.
— More. — You whispered against his lips.
He pulled out of you and thrust two fingers inside, making you squirm. He kissed your neck, smiling when you whined a little.
He had to pull away a little bit when he felt your walls tight around his fingers, you were about to cum.
His thumb brushed against your clit as his fingers slowly moved in and out of you, the feeling was good enough for you to moan and fight the urge to roll your hips.
He moved his hand up and down, but not deep enough for you to reach the edge. You gasped every time he touched your g-spot, but never enough to make you cum.
You looked up and found his eyes dark, watching you with hunger. — Please.
He thrusted faster, taking out a finger to rub your clit again. — Are you close?
— Yes! — You moaned, rolling your hips a little.
— That's my girl... — He praised. You heard him moan when his fingers were wet, making the pleasure come stronger as he thrusted in and out faster.
You didn't remember the last time you cummed this hard. Pretty sure this was the first time someone had you screaming out of pleasure by only using his fingers.
He gave you time to catch your breath, kissing your neck and chest.
— How was it? — He asked, as if his fingers weren't responsible for your heart almost leaving your body.
You didn't respond, you just pushed him from his chest and kissed him while undoing his jeans.
— Fuck, baby... — He moaned when you rubbed his dick through his boxers. He wasn't sure how he was going to react, you were going to kill him.
— I'll show you how much I enjoyed it. — You said before bending down, pulling his pants and boxers down.
Heeseung sat back and closed his eyes when he felt the warmth of your mouth around him. Your tongue brushed against his tip, making him hiss. You took your time to get used to his size, licking around his head and shaft. He groaned when you deepthroat him.
It was tight and hot, you could see the way his stomach clenched every time you moved.
— [Y/N]... — He moaned your name, your hands around his balls while your tongue licked the underside of his cock.
You went as deep as possible, the tip of his dick hitting the back of your throat. You gagged a little, but it didn't stop you.
You kept sucking him, moving your head up and down faster. Heeseung watched you with a lustful gaze, you looking good with his cock in your mouth.
— Fuck... — He hissed, letting go of your hair. — I'm gonna cum in your mouth if you don't stop.
You let his cock go with a popping sound. — Don't worry, I'll swallow it.
You licked the underside again, teasing him with your tongue. You watched his hips moving up, thrusting into your mouth, you taking the rest of his dick inside your mouth. The tip of his head hitting the back of your mouth. He grunted when you sucked hard, making him feel you throat muscles clenching around his dick. You slowly pulled away and sucked again, this time harder.
He lost it, letting out a grunt and cumming inside your mouth, his dick pulsating against your tongue.
He breathed hard as you swallowed every bit of his cum, cleaning his cock with your tongue.
He opened his eyes, watching you as you licked around his shaft and head before taking it all inside your mouth again.
You sucked him clean, not wasting a single drop of his cum. Once you were done, you kissed the tip and looked at him. His dick twitched in your mouth as you pulled away.
You crawled on his lap, kissing his lips.
You could feel the hardness of his cock on your stomach, it wasn't a surprise when you felt him growing again against you.
— Don't you ever get tired? — You teased him, kissing his neck.
— Not with you around. — He answered, pushing you back and getting rid of your thong. — Lie down.
You did as told, biting your bottom lip. When you tried to take off your dress, he stopped you. — What are you doing?
— You look insanely hot in this dress, baby. Just this time. — You giggled and pulled him down, kissing him softly.
Heeseung kicked his jeans down more and pulled a condom from his jacket, making you laugh.
— You seriously thought about everything, uh?
Heeseung rolled the condom along his dick, feeling your heavy eyes on him. — You have no idea how much I've been wanting you under me, baby. — He bent down again, holding one of your legs up and guiding himself to your entrance. — The endless nights jerking myself off with you in my mind. — He teased you a little, making you whine. — But I finally have you. You're finally mine. — You couldn't answer, you didn't even know what to say. Heeseung bottomed you out, causing a groan from both. He breathed hard on your neck, giving you time to get used to him.
You moaned when he started to thrust, it was slow at first, but soon he was pounding into you, making you mewl. You arched your back, taking him deeper.
The sound of our bodies moving against each other was loud, Heeseung knew you loved every bit of him inside you and it just made him more confident in his thrusts.
Your nails went under his shirt, scratching his back, making him grunt with every thrust.
The blanket under you was ruined, wet with your fluids and sweat. You had never been so wet in your life, Heeseung's cock was inside you as deep as he could get, your body feeling empty every time he pulled out.
Heeseung pinned your hands over your head, feeling your walls tightening around his dick when he did. He leaned down, biting your shoulder while he moved his hips faster.
Your boobs were out of your dress, bouncing violently with his thrusts. He had never seen anything hotter.
Heeseung rammed into you harder, lowering his head to suck on one of your nipples. You let out a loud moan, the pleasure spreading through your whole body.
— Oh god... — You said when you felt yourself reaching the edge.
— Don't let go yet. — He moaned against your breasts. He kept pounding into you while his tongue licked your other boob.
You didn't want to move your hips but it was impossible, you felt yourself about to reach the edge again. You thrust your hips up, matching him thrust for thrust, biting your lips to stop the moans coming out. The pleasure was getting stronger, you needed to cum.
— Please... — You begged. You were about to break. Heeseung grunted, feeling himself getting close too.
He let go of your hands and pushed your leg up more, thrusting harder and deeper into you. Your walls were tight around him, both needing to cum.
He grabbed your hips and held you in place as his hips moved faster, harder. He grunted with the last thrusts, finally reaching the edge.
Your walls clenched around his cock, milking it dry. He thrusted into you a few more times before going still. His cum filling the condom.
Both were breathing hard, looking at each other. Heeseung rolled over and pulled you with him, holding you against his chest, kissing your forehead.
You both laid down on the blanket, holding each other as you caught your breath. The sun was setting, it was soon going to be dark outside.
— This was... — He started, stopping when he didn't find the words to continue. You understood him right away. — Way better than in my dreams.
You giggled. — Don't be dramatic. — You stood up and fixed your dress, looking for your underwear. Heeseung took off the condom and grabbed the small trash bag that you two improvised. Hoping it didn't break with how full it was.
— [Y/N]. — He called you, watching you clean the area. You looked at him, waiting for him to talk. He walked to you, pulling you by your waist and kissing you. The kiss was different, he was claiming you. As if that was necessary after his previous... actions. — Thank you for coming with me.
You caressed his cheek. — Thank you for inviting me.
Heeseung kissed you again, softly, lovingly. Not a single drop of lust was found.
— Are you hungry? — He asked, brushing his thumb over your lower lip. You nodded. — We can stop by a drive through on our way back, how about that.
— Only if I chose the place.
Heeseung chuckled. — Anything for you, baby.
You kissed him and walked back to the car, holding hands. Heeseung opened the door for you as always. He smiled when you jumped inside, buckling up right away. He made you wait a little to gather the basket and trash, throwing it to the truck.
Once he got in and buckled up, you two set off.
— So, what do you want to eat? — Heeseung asked after a few minutes if driving.
You hummed, thinking about the options. Both decided for wings and fries. Stopping by a local place near your house.
You let Heeseung in, guiding him to your living room. You ran to your kitchen for plates as he settled everything up on the small table in front of your sofa.
After you two devoured your food, you two were cleaning yourselves. You grabbed the trash bag and threw it in the bin. You both knew you didn't have to be quiet, no one lived in this house except you. As you went back to the sofa with Heeseung, he was staring at your chest, making hou frown.
— What?
— You got sauce. — And instead of grabbing a napkin and cleaning you, he bent down and licked the sauce off your skin.
And of course he didn't stop there, he kissed all his way from your chest, your neck, your jaw. And before he could kiss your lips, you spoke.
— We have to talk. — Your tone was serious, almost professional.
Heeseung tried to hide his disappointment, kissing your cheek and straightening his back, waiting for you.
You sighed, it was clear you killed the mood. — I enjoyed this date. You have no idea how much. But we have to go back to reality. — Heeseung nodded, feeling a knot in his throat.
— Well, the reality is that I like you. A lot. I wouldn't have done all that if that wasn't the case. I know you're still my teacher, I'm still your student, but that's going to change in a few months. I know we moved a little fast, but in case it's not clear. I'm serious about you. — The knot in his throat disappeared, but it was replaced by the anxiety and fear of being rejected. Even after everything that happened in less than 12 hours.
You fidget with your fingers, trying to make sense to your thoughts.
— I have to say I didn't see you as something more than my student. But that was before our... thing started. Even if it was based on sneaking around and hiding from everyone. You've been treating me better than any man in my life, and after today I confirmed I might have feelings for you, but after what you just said, I don't think my feelings are as strong as yours and I don't think that's correct.
Heeseung chuckled. — If I take you out on more dates, do you think your feelings would get stronger?
That's when you went quiet. At least for a minute. — I can't answer you. I'm sorry.
Heeseung stood up, brushing his hair back with his hands. — Was I just your student today? When I had you screaming and moaning under me multiple times? Mhm?
— Of course not! — You also stood up. — But are we going to be a couple just on weekends? How are we supposed to work out like this?
— I'll figure it out. God, baby, I'll do anything for us to be together. — Heeseung held your face, making you look up. — If you want more dates to be sure about us, then so be it. If you need space, even if I can't handle being away from you, I'll give you space. Anything you ask for, I'll give it to you.
You felt your eyes burn, but you didn't want to cry. — Anything? — Heeseung nodded, brushing off a tear. — Don't you fucking dare to use AI again. I swear to God I'm still mad.
Heeseung laughed, kissing your lips. — Anything for my girl.
[hunting night] nct jaehyun
warnings: unprotected sex, creampie, fingering, blowjob
words: 1625
You ran as fast as you could, laughing at your friends screaming, cussing at the scare actors. you found a place to hide when you felt your legs getting numb; just for a little. you were trying to catch your breath when a tall figure started walking towards you.
— I'm just taking a small break, — You said, sitting on a dusty couch. you didn't care, your clothes were dirty from earlier when your friend made your trip and fell when the “hunting” started.
The actor didn't say anything, he just kept approaching you. He were wearing a ghostface mask with fake blood splashed all over it.
— What? I'm not allowed to be here? I swear I won't take long just... — You stopped when the actor was towering over you, lifting your face from your chin with his fingers. — I don't think this is part of the play. — You whispered, not knowing why the actor's touch was so captivating, you couldn't even see his face.
The actor ran his thumb on your lower lip, softly forcing your mouth open. You complied, licking the tip of his thumb before sucking it. You didn't know who this guy was, but you weren't going to let the opportunity go. You weren't afraid to admit this was a fantasy of yours. You knew it was weird. But it wasn't like you were going to see the actor ever again, so what would be the harm in having a little fun. you only needed to make sure none of your friends saw your.
— Is there any risk of anyone walking in? — You asked, clenching your thighs when the actor shook his head. Your hands went to his jeans, struggling a little with the belt and accessories.
Once his jeans were down, the actor lifted your face again, — What? — The guy pointed at your shirt. You took it off and your bra too, not wasting time to pull the actor's boxers down.
— Now we're even — The actor tried his best to not moan when your hand made contact with his half-hard cock.
You began by stroking him, spitting on it a couple of times to jerking it off faster. After a minute, his cock was not only fully hard, but also red, begging for more than just stroking. You looked up, slowly inserting the actor's cock in your mouth.
He wasn't big enough for you to choke when all his cock was inside your mouth, and you loved it. You started to move your head faster. The guy threw his head back, grunting and groaning, he became addicted to your mouth in seconds, and when you swallowed around him, he lost control. His hands went to your head, stopping your movements, only for him to fuck your face, getting closer and closer to his release.
You were touching your naked boobs, pinching on your nipples. The actor pulled his cock out of your mouth, making You laid back on the arm of the couch and entering one hand in your pants and underwear. you were really dripping, making it easier for two fingers to slide in.
You sighed, grabbing the actor's cock and jerking him off again. He was skilled with his fingers, curling them the right way for you to moan really loud. And by the way you were clenching both his cock in your fist and your pussy around his fingers, he knew you were about to cum, and so he was.
He moved his hips at the same rhythm as his fingers, feeling how you were getting wetter and wetter, your release slipping from your pussy right to the couch under your. He wasn't much behind, cumming over your stomach and holding his body from falling on top of your, he were already hating the mask, but he wasn't going to take it off.
— Shit, I've never cum that hard. — You said, whining a little when the actor took his fingers out. — Is that... it? — You asked, not caring if you looked desperate. The actor tilted his head to the side, straightening his posture. — That was really good, I promise, it's just... I really want to feel you inside me. — You massaged his sensitive cock softly, making the actor bite his lip under the mask to not let out the whine he was about to.
Taking advantage of his distraction, you pushed him, making him sit on the couch beside you and straddling him, rubbing your still wet, and also sensitive, pussy on his sock. The actor leaned his head on the back of the couch, loving how eager you were.
— You don't have any condoms, do you? — You asked, moving your hips back to forth. The actor shook his head, holding your hips from moving when he felt his tip almost slipping in. — No, please, I'll move before you cum. — You grabbed his hands, but of course you didn't have the same strength as him, yet he let you pin his hands back.
You continued to move your hips, moaning when you felt his tip right on your entrance. He didn't know how, but his hands went back to your hips when he slid in fully. The skin of your thighs and butt were getting squeezed and pulled by his fingers, deliciously hurting you. You whined, adjusting to the intruder before bouncing your hips with his help. No one has ever rode him like that, not with the same desperation and need as your. He felt his cock slip all the way in.
You moaned with your eyes closed, biting your lip. you knew you were going to cum again, and he was about to too, because of how fast his hips were moving up to meet your bounces. His fingers were digging into your thighs, making the marks to stay. He was so lost he didn't realize he opened his mouth, letting out breathy moans, but you noticed, taking as a new goal to hear him moan.
You clenched around him, using his shoulder to keep bouncing. And there he were, a loud and clear moan from him, oh it was so hot, only made you get into a better position to ride him faster, maybe edging him to even talk, but the constant moaning were enough for the moment.
— Shit... — He whispered, grabbing you to slow your down, but he was too weak. — Fuck... Stop, I'm... I'm going to cum... Ah! — The actor said, not being able, or actually wanting you to stop. His finger pinched your clit before massaging it, loving how tight he were clenching around him. — Fuck it — He groaned, standing up with you on his arms and laying you down without pulling out.
He hips rammed against your, making your boobs bounce up and down by the strength he were fucking your.
— I'm close, fuck! — You moaned, fingers back on your clit as you felt yourself cumming around him.
Your legs trembled but you managed to lock them around him, preventing him from pulling out. — Cum inside me, please, I need it!
The actor couldn't believe it, but he would be lying if he said it didn't turn him on even more. And with support of the couch, the actor took all his strength and rammed against you, throwing his head back when he started to cum. It was a lot, spilling out as he kept thrusting in you.
— Shit, it keeps coming — You said, still feeling his cock pump loads and loads of cum inside. After a couple of minutes, the actor pulled out, kneeling down to see his cum spilling out of your pussy.
After getting dressed, you were still craving one thing, but you knew he would say no.
— I know it's ridiculous to ask after... everything, but can you kiss me a little? — The actor couldn't help his laughter. — Oh shut up! — You got close to him — I'll close my eyes and won't open them until you let me know, I promise.
The actor tilted his head before sighing and nodding. You hid your excitement as you closed your eyes, waiting for him to make a move.
Without making a noise, the actor took off the mask and pulled you by the waist, making you giggle. Sowly, he kissed you softly, being careful you didn't open your eyes, he deepened the kiss, tilting his head to intensify the kiss. He rubbed your cheek and neck, making you melt under his fingers. His tongues rapidly pulled in, making your brain go all foggy. But when you wanted more, he pulled back, and even though you wanted to see why he stopped, you kept your eyes closed. It wasn't until some noise scared you, you looked around, finding yourself alone, but the ghostface mask was laying on the couch, besides a stain from the previous actions. You grabbed the mask, finding a business card under it. <Did you have fun? Let's meet up again> followed by an address.
You smiled and put the business card in your back pocket, taking the mask with you.
When you found your friends, they were all sweaty and tired.
— God, those actors are good, — Chenle said, throwing himself to the ground.
— It were your idea to come — You said, laughing at your friend
— Where the heck were you? I lost you — Jeno asked, you noticed the mask on your hand — Where did you get that?
— I hid to take a break and went back outside but I got lost, I found this on the floor, maybe a scare actor dropped it — You lied as best as you could.
— There weren't scare actors with ghostface masks, — Chenle said.
You felt cold sweat from your neck down your spine. Then who the fuck were that guy?
[escape] the boyz juyeon
warnings: PLOT, do i still need to warn you about unprotected sex? lmao, oral (f&M), fingering, on the floor, teasing
words: 7784
A/N: it's been so long since I posted a juyeon fic hope y'all like it <3
btw the following weeks I'll post fics of the most voted idols of this survey (juyeon is one of them)
— Wait! I can explain! — Your now ex yelled behind you while following you to your car.
— Oh I'd love to hear that. — You sarcastically said, still walking at a quick pace. But he didn't say anything, making you stop your tracks and turn around. — You can't even defend yourself! Go back to that girl and leave me alone, asshole. — You finally got to your car and got inside, driving away as fast as you could.
God, you didn't want to cry for him, but reality hit you like a truck when you were waiting at s red light. You unconsciously touched your chest, finding the necklace he gave you for your birthday. With the rage that was still in you, you snatched it, breaking the chain and threw it out of your window.
You were supposed to spend the week with your boyfriend to celebrate your anniversary, but guess he forgot about it and took his mistress home, letting you watch how she choked on his cock while he held on to her hair to watch her better. That made you overthink, you hated choking, finding it gross, and he never complained, actually he never pushed your head as he did with hers. Fuck, if he wanted someone to do that, why not breaking up with your first?
You didn't want to drive to your apartment and have your roommate asking you why you were back, so you drove to your parents house, taking advantage of its emptiness since they were on vacation. You went straight to your bed, not caring to even have dinner, which you hated yourself for it when you woke up at 5 in the morning, but of course, the kitchen was empty and none of the food establishments around offered delivery yet. Your stomach didn't stop growling, not even in the convenience store in which only you and the employee were.
She ignored it as best as she could, not wanting to embarrass you. You walked fast back to your car and ate in it, not having more energy to drive with an empty stomach. It tasted like glory.
Once you were back in your parents' house you texted them to let them know you were crashing out, promising to explain later. Ask you were making you way back to bed, someone knocked on the door, trying to open it when you didn't answer.
You ran and opened, finding a tall guy on the other side. — May I help you? — You didn't know him, but you weren't scared of him.
— Oh, sorry, I saw a car outside and came to check, the owners asked me to watch the house while they were gone. — His voice was soft and deep.
You studied him from head to toe, trying to see if you remembered him, but nothing.
— Yeah, the owners are my parents, I just got here. — You explained.
— Sorry, I didn't mean to scare you.— He showed you his spare key and gave it to you. — Not sure how long you are planning to stay…
— Right, uhm, good night. — You said, waiting for the stranger to leave.
— By the way, I'm currently working on your mom's garden. I'll knock to let you know I'll be back there.
You nodded and followed him with your eyes as he walked to the house on the left. You didn't even notice when he knocked, you woke up close to midday by the sound of a shovel, digging into the floor. You looked through the window and found the stranger shoving small holes on the floor. He was sweaty and dirty, the sunlight finally letting you see him clearly. He had black hair, tall, veiny arms, shit that shirt was doing nothing to hide his muscles.
Why were you focusing on that when you just got cheated on?
Well, at least you were single now... nothing wrong with enjoying the view, right?
The stranger noticed you looking, waving at you with a pretty smile. He was insanely handsome. You changed your clothes and went down.
— I'll go to the supermarket for some food. — You let him know, feeling your breath stuck in your throat when he looked at you.
— Ok, I'll be here for a few more hours. — You nodded and turned around, ignoring as best as you could the tingling sensation between your legs. God, if only you would've seen the way he stared at your ass when you were walking away.
When you were back, he appeared out of nowhere to help you with the bags, still sweaty and dirty. Fuck he looked so good like that.
— Thanks, you didn't have to. I bet you're exhausted by doing... whatever you're doing with my mom's garden. — You thanked him, leaving the last bag on the kitchen floor.
— I wouldn't say exhausted, but happy to help. — He scratched the back of his head. — Uhm, I haven't introduced myself, I'm sorry for that. I'm Juyeon.
— [Y/N]. And sorry about our first encounter, I wasn't in the mood to deal with... the opposite gender. — Your expression made Juyeon laugh.
— Boy's problems?
— If cheating on your 4-year-long relationship can be considered a boy's problem.—
— Cheating? I'm sorry, but what an asshole! — You nodded. — Well I'll go back to work. If you need anything.
Juyeon worked until 3 in the afternoon, only stopping when you offered him a meal.
— So, this guy... How did you find out? If you want to tell me, of course. — Juyeon asked, finishing his food and looking at you.
— Our anniversary was supposed to be in a couple of days and we planned to spend a whole week together, but he either forgot or thought I would arrive until today because when I got into his apartment last night, he had a girl choking on his cock. — You also finished, looking at Juyeon. God, the tingling sensation again.
— Did the girl know about you?
— His whole apartment had pictures of us together, there was no way she didn't know. — You weren't sure what their story was, but you didn't care either.
As you were doing the dishes, you looked into the window, almost dropping one of the glasses when you saw a shirtless Juyeon cleaning his hands with his dirty shirt.
— I'm done for today... Thank you for… — Your reaction made him stop talking. — What?
— Do you tend to walk around shirtless while my parents are here? — You focused on his eyes, hating the smirk that appeared on his face.
— Not really, but it's getting hot outside. — He shrugged and wore his shirt again. — I'll come back tomorrow morning, hope I can find you awake this time. — Did he just wink at you? God.
During the night, you couldn't stop thinking about Juyeon. His muscular veiny arms to be more specific. Fuck, why were you reacting like this?
Your hand traveled down your body and straight in between your legs, sighing at the slight pressure you put on. You closed your eyes and entered your hand inside your underwear. Your fingers played with your wet lips before rubbing on your clit, causing your back to arch. Your free hand went under your shirt and played with your nipple, adding more pleasure.
Your breath was heavy, moaning slightly with each rub. Juyeon's image came to your mind, causing you to go faster. As you felt your orgasm close, you quickly grabbed a pillow and placed yourself over it, humping it without a second thought. Your brain made you hallucinate as you clearly could feel Juyeon's hands on your thighs as you were riding him. God, these stupid clothes were on the way, so you undressed, not wasting more time and going back to hump your pillow the way you wanted to hump Juyeon. Your boobs were bouncing up and down, your moans got a little louder. God, what a ridiculous situation. Your orgasm hit you so hard, but you kept going, overstimulating yourself. Your hips were moving back and forth as you grabbed the head of your bed for support. You bit your lip when you felt a second orgasm close, rubbing your clit with one hand , as you kept moving your hips on your pillow. Your pussy was twitching with your orgasm, your whole body trembling. You were completely out of breath and collapsed on your bed. You needed him so bad.
The morning after, you woke up before Juyeon arrived. You were still naked, and the poor pillow was lying on the floor after last night's event.
You got dressed and brushed your hair, trying to look presentable. As you were making your way to the kitchen, three soft knocks resonated. You didn't open the door, you just waited to walk to the garden.
— Look at that. — He joked, acting surprised with you being awake. — Did you sleep well?
— You could say that. — You answered. — Do you want some coffee before you start working?
— That would be nice, thanks. — He leaned against the kitchen door and crossed his arms. This time he was wearing a band t-shirt, but it was obvious he wore it for work as it was ripped in a few parts.
You tried to act normal as you were pouring the coffee, but some drops of the boiling coffee splashed into your hand, making you whimper.
— Are you ok? — Juyeon was immediately beside you, taking the hot pot from your hand.
— Yeah, just some hot drops. — You answered, taking your hand to the sink so you could run cold water on it.
— Do you have ointment or anything for that? — He asked, looking around.
— I think my mom has a first-aid kit somewhere in the kitchen. I'll look for it later. — But you couldn't say anything else, Juyeon started to open and close cabinets, finding the kit.
— Let's see… — Juyeon instantly found the ointment and grabbed your hand, rubbing it over the small red dots on your hand. — That should do it. — He said before putting everything back in its place.
— Thanks... uhm... You didn't have to. — You kept your eyes on the floor, feeling extremely shy with him being so close.
— It's nothing.— He simply said, grabbing the pot and pouring coffee in the remaining cup before taking them to the table, waiting for you to sit with him.
After finishing his coffee, Juyeon rushed to the garden and started to work, leaving you alone in the kitchen with your thoughts. When was the last time your ex did something for you without a second thought? It was embarrassing to say it's been a long while. He always had something to complain about, you just stopped asking him for help.
You finally checked your texts, knowing what you could find. Yet, you felt nothing, all the sorrys, let's talk, give me another chance meant nothing. You texted Nia, your best friend, asking her to pick your stuff from your ex's apartment, and you were glad she didn't ask further. After a few hours, your ex called, and you were so done you picked up.
— Oh my god, babe, finally. — You rolled your eyes at his tone. — Why is Nia packing your things?
— And you still dare to ask? After cheating on me? — You stood up from the couch and went to the kitchen, leaning back on the sink.
— I know I fucked up, I don't have excuses for that. But she doesn't mean anything, baby. You're the one I want in my- Hey, stop!
— Since when? — You asked. — Since when have you been with her?
— [Y/N], you're the love of my life, please come home so we can talk.
You chuckled. — Home? You call the place you fucked another woman behind my back home? — You didn't realize you raised your voice, letting Juyeon hear your conversation. — Since when? — You repeated.
He stayed silent for a moment. — A couple of weeks. She... She's my coworker's sister. We met at his house, we got drunk... She… —
— She seriously got you by simply sucking your cock, huh? You're pathetic. — You hung up, feeling your eyes burn. That asshole didn't deserve your tears, he wasted four years of your life, throwing them to the trash so easily.
— Is everything ok? — You heard Juyeon. — I know it's none of my business, but you were talking a little too loud…
— Yeah, I'm fine, I'd have to deal with him anyway when I'm back.
Juyeon nodded, walking carefully towards you. — You know there's nothing wrong with being sad, right? Yeah, he doesn't deserve such a thing, but what you went through is a big deal if you ask me.
You took a deep breath, trying to control your tears. God, you were so mad. — I'll go and take a shower.
— Ok, I'll be here if you need me.
You finally allowed yourself to cry, making the shower longer than expected. When you walked out of the bathroom, you found Juyeon outside.
— Sorry, I was... I heard you cry. — He explained. You hugged yourself, realizing you just had a towel to cover you.
— I'm fine, I needed it.
— Right, uhm, I already finished, but I was wondering if you wanted to eat something.
You made a face and looked at his eyes. — I actually want to be alone, I need to figure a few things out.
— Of course, I, uhm, still if you need me to come over, just flick the lights of your garden.—
You nodded and waited for him to leave, momentarily forgetting about your clothing, or lack thereof.
The only thing you needed to figure it out was what you felt for Juyeon. How does a guy you barely met a couple days ago have made you feel things your ex didn't over 4 years ago? God, you didn't even remember the last time you craved his touch. That's why you were sure about him, maybe that girl saved you from a monotonous boring life. Yet, you weren't going to thank him for betraying you.
After getting dressed, you started to cook, even if you weren't a good cook, it helped you to distract you, feeling satisfied when you tried it. You cleaned your mess, going straight to your room afterwards. And when you were scrolling down some texts, you received one from Nia.
«No pressure, but when are you planning to return?»
You smiled. «Just for the rest of the week, I have work on monday.»
You texted for a few hours before her saying she needed to leave. You put your phone to the side and had a flashback.
You only have a towel around your body and Juyeon right in front of you trying to find a way to make you feel good. There was a way. You bit your lip, imagining the way he would manhandle you, throwing you to your bed and snatching your towel. God, you felt how you were getting wet. Your hand went inside your panties, coating your fingers with your wetness before teasing your entry. You needed something bigger.
You sighed when you entered your middle finger, hiding your face against the pillow. God, you needed Juyeon. You rubbed your clit with your thumb while fingering yourself, feeling that sensation so close, it made your moans louder. You decided to lower the sound by putting the pillow against your mouth and moving your hips up and down as you were fucking yourself with your fingers. The thought of him doing it to you instead of yourself was driving you crazy. God.
You felt like you were having an out-of-body experience when you came, moaning behind the pillow while your body shivered.
You couldn't believe what you were about to do.
You went to the back door and stared at the light switch. “If you need me to come over just flick the lights of your garden»” You heard his voice. And before you could consider it, your brain made you do it.
You didn't wait for long, hearing a few soft knocks. Slowly, you walked to the door and opened it. Why was he so attractive? He was standing tall, wearing sports clothes.
You let them in, not saying anything.
— I honestly thought you would take today to think.— He said, walking to the kitchen, but he stopped when he realized you stayed at the door. — Is everything ok?
— Not really. — You bit your lower lip, taking a deep breath. He got closer, waiting for you to let him know what was wrong. — How do you do it?
Juyeon frowned. — Do it? What do you mean?
— I mean, we've known each other for, what, two days? And in those two days you… — You leaned back on the door. — Not even my ex managed to make me feel this way.
Juyeon laughed, but he wasn't making fun of you. — Could you be more specific? — His voice came out deeper, causing you to close your eyes.
— I wish I could, but... It's hard to. — You opened your eyes and found him towering you. You looked at him through your lashes, feeling how your whole body burned.
— And how about you show me, then? — You almost moaned when he whispered.
You simply grabbed one of your hands and toyed with his fingers. — Just 10 minutes ago I was imagining these inside me.— You pulled them close to your mouth, watching him take a deep breath as if he was trying to contain himself. Because he was.
Juyeon had to hold his breath as he felt the warmth of your mouth. His eyes didn't leave yours as you sucked his fingers.
He started to move them as if he were inside you, but that made you suck them harder, causing a groan to come out of his mouth. You opened your legs, giving him space between them. Juyeon was completely entranced by the sight in front of him. You had his two fingers inside your mouth, and his other hand had a firm grip on your waist, you were rocking your hips against his thigh.
When you felt his fingers were coated enough with your saliva, you pulled them out, not wasting time and taking them inside your bottoms. He growled, flexing his thigh.
You threw your head back when you felt him play with your lower lips, moving your hips back and forth. Your hands were holding on his shoulders, your nails digging in his skin. You moaned, feeling Juyeon's breathing increase as you rocked on his thigh.
Juyeon bent his head, letting your neck and the curve of your shoulder be exposed. He softly licked them as he was biting you and sucking on them. God, your body was so sensitive. You wanted him to go faster, but he kept that slow torturous pace.
Juyeon's finger entered your pussy, making you sigh at how full you were. You couldn't think straight when you felt him moving inside you, hitting that spot every single time.
Juyeon's fingers went deeper inside you with each thrust, your walls were tightening around them, the pleasure was too good. You used his shoulder to keep yourself standing, you wanted more, your eyes never leaving his. You felt like you were flying, your whole body felt hot, your cheeks were flushed. Juyeon wasn't going to let this go, so he leaned against you and took a hold of your knee, making your leg fold and putting you at his mercy. Now his fingers were deeper inside you and he started to finger fuck you harder, hooking them inside you to make you go mad.
He looked at you with a smirk, his eyes never leaving yours while he fingered you. His face was flushed, and his mouth was slightly opened. You could see him struggling to keep himself from you, you could feel his cock hard against his pants.
You bit your lip again and started to hump his fingers as best as you could. Juyeon let you set the pace. You could feel his fingers rubbing that spot over and over again. You had one hand on his shoulder and the other had a hold on his bicep. You started to move faster, feeling that your orgasm was closer than before. You felt you were close to the edge, your breath was heavy, your hands were squeezing his arm and shoulder.
— Are you close? — He said against your cheek. You nodded, letting a desperate whine out. — Is this what you wanted, baby? My finger so deep inside you? Fuck, I can feel you dripping. I bet you taste delightful.
His words only made you moan louder. Juyeon leaned against the door with his shoulder, leaving your knee and grabbing your hip. He was going at it with a relentless pace now, you moaned and bit your lip. God, his fingers felt so good inside you.
You were shaking when you came, whimpering at the overwhelming pleasure, your walls tightening around his fingers and making Juyeon growl. You felt like your whole body was trembling, your head was spinning and your legs were like jelly. His fingers kept moving inside you, dragging your orgasm for a few more seconds.
Juyeon let your leg go, making you lean against the wall as you couldn't keep yourself up anymore. You opened your eyes to watch him licking your juices from his fingers.
He looked at you with a smirk, the glint in his eyes was darker this time. You bit your lip again, not sure what he was going to do next.
— Damn, your pussy is fucking delicious. — He whispered, watching how you whimpered at his words.
He leaned closer against you, and you felt his hard cock rubbing against your lower belly. — You're so fucking sexy, [Y/N], god.— His tongue slowly traced your jaw and ear, making shivers run down your spine. — Tell me, what do you want me to do? — He asked, putting his mouth on your neck and biting it softly.
— I don't know...— You gasped when you felt him sucking on your skin. — I want more.— You whined, pulling him by his hair so you could finally kiss him.
You let your tongue out, searching for his and making out with him. You moaned at the taste of yourself on his mouth, running your fingers on his sides and making him grunt. He was wearing sports shorts and that meant easy access for you. He let you explore his body as he kissed your jaw and neck.
— I need to taste you, baby. — He whispered against your skin. You whimpered, nodding desperately.
His hands roamed your body, unbuttoning your jeans and pulling them down alongside your panties. He knelt in front of you, kissing your thighs as he helped you to remove your bottoms.
You brushed his hair, admiring how attractive he looked between your legs.
He got his nose close to your cunt, getting drunk by only the smell.
— Fuck, baby. — He gasped, his eyes wide. He placed one of your legs over his shoulder and slowly kissed your pussy lips.
You whimpered when you felt his hot breath on you. He kissed your pussy softly, making his way up to your clit.
His tongue darted out of his mouth and you sighed when you felt it on your nub, rubbing it with small circles. His hands went to your ass and he gripped both cheeks, spreading your legs wider so he could have more room.
You bit your lip, letting a moan escape from your throat. You ran your fingers on his hair, watching his face as he was licking you. He was a very good licker. You didn't let him have the moment and started to grind against his face, making him grunt.
He let you have control for a few seconds before tightening his grip on your ass. You let a surprised moan out and held on his shoulder again. Your pussy lips were wet with his spit and your juices, Juyeon went from licking you to sucking, letting his tongue out every now and then to tease your clit again. Your mouth was wide open, you couldn't control yourself. You felt your orgasm getting closer. Your legs started to shake and you fell to the ground with your ass, Juyeon letting you go with one of his hands to catch you. You felt how his eyes were burning, but you couldn't take your eyes off him.
Juyeon quickly grabbed one of his fingers and started to rub your pussy with it. You closed your eyes as you felt it, whimpering again. He rubbed faster and faster until he hooked one of his fingers inside you.
He laughed when you arch your back, hooking his fingers inside you a few more times until you came on his face. Your body shuddered as you felt the waves of pleasure hit you. And he only made it worse by not stopping, overestimating you. But you weren't complaining, you wanted his tongue in between your legs every single moment of the day.
Your legs were shaking and your moans were loud, that was Juyeon's biggest motivator to keep going, feeling your juices dripping down his neck. But after a few moments, you started to squirm from how good it felt.
— I can't, Juyeon! — You gasped as he kept torturing you with his tongue. He quickly took his fingers out and replaced them with his tongue, you cried out at how good it felt to be licked, riding his face.
A burning sensation appeared in your lower stomach, there was no way.
Juyeon kept licking you, focusing on your clit. You grabbed him by the hair, squeezing it to the point you were hurting yourself. Your breath was heavy and your mouth was open, your back arched and your eyes were closed. But you didn't open them when you felt the warm liquid gushing out of you. Your orgasm made Juyeon grunt and you saw him looking at your cunt with a dark expression, but his eyes were wide.
He kept licking you as you squirted all over his face, and he started to moan. He put a hand between your legs and kept licking your lower lips as you came again.
— Ah, fuck. — He breathed out as you started to rub on him again, making more of your juices flow. Juyeon quickly licked you clean before standing up and looking at you with a dark glint in his eye.
He pulled you by your arm and laid you down on the floor, over the carpet. You gasped and stayed there, looking at him with a surprised expression.
He let you collect yourself, kissing your thighs and traveling up.
— Is that what you wanted? — He teased you, making you laugh. What he wasn't expecting was you pushing him back so he could lay down.
He groaned when your hands immediately started to pull his pants down, lifting his hips a little to help you.
You rubbed his boner, getting your face closer and kissing him over the boxers. You stood up for a moment so you could remove your shirt and bra, smirking when you heard him curse under his breath.
Juyeon was struggling to keep his hands still, watching you teasing him and biting your lip. — Fuck. — He breathed out, reaching to you.
You smirked, enjoying the power over him. You pushed his hand away and grabbed the waistband of his boxers, pulling them down and revealing his thick cock.
You got closer and licked the precum that was leaking from his tip. Juyeon groaned, feeling you licking him from tip to base and back again.
You licked the length of his cock a few times before putting it in between your lips. You got to his tip and then back to the base, making sure you licked him all over.
Juyeon watched you in awe, moaning when you went lower and licked his balls. He had to pull you by the hair when you started to lick and suck them.
You felt his cock twitching against your hand, he was so big. You licked him again until you were at his tip, looking at Juyeon as you took the head inside your mouth.
Juyeon cursed and closed his eyes, you moaned as well and let his cock go a little deeper. You grabbed his thigh, digging your nails in his skin while you slowly bobbed your head on his dick. You heard him groan and you let his tip hit the back of your throat, making him grunt louder.
He started to thrust inside your mouth. You were getting into it as well, letting him go as deep as possible. You got your hand to his balls and started to play with them, causing him to grunt and moan at the same time.
You took his cock out of your mouth and started to jack him off, not letting him come until you wanted. Juyeon was grunting and groaning, begging you to let him come.
He opened his eyes and watched you with a hungry expression, your breasts were bouncing with each of your movements.
You licked your lips and took his tip inside your mouth again, letting him thrust once more.
You looked at him from beneath your lashes and started to hum, the vibrations making him curse. You felt his dick throbbing in your mouth, and before you could do anything else, you felt his hands on each side of your face.
Juyeon lifted his hips, making sure you weren't uncomfortable with it. You nodded and let him take control. He held you by the jaw, fucking your mouth like it was your pussy. Your eyes watered as he went deeper and deeper, making sure his tip was at the back of your throat.
— Fuck. — He grunted, feeling his balls tighten. His thrust became more erratic, and you could feel the warmth of his precum. He got even deeper inside your mouth, feeling you choke. — I'm going to come. — He warned you, tightening his grip on your jaw. You only nodded as you were holding his cock like a pro. And he did it. He grunted and you felt his semen fill your mouth. Your eyes were watering as he fucked your mouth and came inside it. You could taste him, the salty liquid filling your mouth. And you did something that surprised even yourself. You swallowed. And you swallowed again. And again. Until you heard Juyeon curse and grunt.
Maybe choking on someone's cock wasn't so bad. Even better if it was Juyeon's
— Fuck, [Y/N]. — He growled and grabbed you by your arms, pulling you on top of him.
His half-hard cock stayed in between your bodies as you two messily kissed. Your hips involuntarily grind against him, making Juyeon moan again.
— [Y/N]... — He gasped when he felt you rub his tip.
You kissed him as you slowly sat on his lap. You felt the tip of his dick press on your entrance, and without losing your rhythm, you started to move your hips back and forth, using his chest for support, careful to not let him slide in.
Juyeon was grunting, and his eyes were burning. — God, you're so fucking sexy. — He whispered, trying to hold himself to not thrust in.
You were rubbing your pussy against his tip for a good few minutes. You could hear his groans and see the effort he had to not buck his hips.
You slowly started to move your hips in a circular motion, making him grunt. You leaned down to kiss him again, taking your time to enjoy this slow burn.
When you felt he couldn't last longer, you kissed his neck and slowly took his tip inside you. You both groaned at the sensation. He was thick, but you felt yourself get wetter with each passing second. You slowly lowered your hips, digging your hips on his chest with the way he was stretching your insides.
Your moan came out loud as you got fully seated on his cock, the feeling of him filling you was amazing. You leaned down and kissed him again, starting to rock your hips back and forth.
He held your waist and started to meet your thrusts, making you gasp. His cock felt so good, hitting a spot no one else had.
— Are you ok? — He asked between thrusts. You nodded, biting your lip and moaning again when his dick hit that spot again.
Juyeon hooked his hands behind your back and pulled you closer to him. He started to thrust harder, making you feel overwhelmed by the sensation. God, he felt so good.
You started to ride him again, faster and faster, making him grunt and gasp.
But you couldn't stop, you felt how close you were to come again.
When Juyeon felt you tighten around his cock, he knew you were coming, and he quickened his pace.
The orgasm hit you like a storm, it felt amazing. You squeezed your legs around his body and let your head fall back, feeling the waves of pleasure hitting you.
You heard Juyeon grunt, feeling him fuck your through your orgasm. And when he realized, he came as well.
He thrust inside you again, coating your insides with his semen. You felt it dripping out of you, but it didn't matter, you were in ecstasy. You kept moving your hips, milking him as much as you could. Juyeon found some strength and exchanged positions without pulling out. You locked your legs around him and saw him finally remove his shirt placing it under your hips.
You found this adorable, but the sweet moment jumped out of the window when he started to aggressively thrust into you as if his life depended on it. You felt his cock slide inside you and hit your cervix.
— Ahhh! — You cried out, tightening your legs around him. Your head was thrown back and your eyes were closed, you couldn't think straight.
— [Y/N]! — You heard Juyeon say, his voice deeper than before. You opened your eyes, finding him on yours. He stopped moving his hips and looked at you. — You feel so fucking good.— He panted. Your moan was loud as he pulled out until his tip stayed inside you. Then he thrust back in, making you scream his name.
You felt so full, he was hitting your cervix with each thrust, and you loved it.
— Fuck! — Juyeon grunted when you squeezed him tighter with your legs. — I'm not going to last much, baby. — He moaned, making you cry out again.
You nodded, your hair a complete mess. You felt yourself close to the edge again.
You couldn't stop yourself and moved your hips, helping him to cum. Juyeon's hands grabbed your boobs and squeezed them before finally cumming inside you again.
His hips came to a halt, making you whine, but Juyeon needed a moment before making you cum.
— Turn around, baby. — He said over your lips, practically licking your mouth.
You nodded and took your legs off him. Juyeon was still inside you when you stood up, causing the semen that was coating your pussy to drip out of you.
You moaned when he pulled out, feeling empty without him.
He grabbed your hips and pushed you down so you were on all fours. You arched your back as you felt him come behind you.
Juyeon pulled your hips up, making sure your ass was in his face and your pussy was wide open. He didn't hesitate and entered you again, this time faster than before.
You cried out, throwing your head back again and screaming his name. Your whole body shook with each thrust he made and you heard how wet you were, the sound of his cock sliding inside you was so loud.
Juyeon put his hand on your hip, thrusting faster and faster. You moaned louder and louder, biting your arm.
— Fuck, you look so hot like this. — He said between thrusts. — Your ass is shaking each time I fuck you, and your tits are bouncing so much. — He growled.
You cried out when his balls slapped against your clit, making you bite your arm. But Juyeon wanted to hear you, so he grabbed both of your arms and pulled them back, using you like a sex toy. He started to ride you with all his might, making you scream.
— Juyeon! — You screamed when you felt your body shudder.
— Yes, baby. Cum for me. — He groaned when he felt your walls tightening around him again. — Fuck, you feel so good.
He increased his pace, thrusting harder and harder inside you, dragging your orgasm. He kept going until you were squirting again, you didn't know that was possible. Slowly, he let your arms go, massaging your back as you kept moving your hips while riding your orgasm.
As he pulled out, he could see all the cum he shot inside you, grunting at the way it kept spilling out.
Juyeon helped you clean yourself, kissing every inch of your body in the process.
When both were dressed, you went to the bathroom as he made sure you didn't stain your parents' carpet.
You were a mess, but you felt so good, you still felt his cum inside you. You fixed your hair as best as you could and went out, finding Juyeon with a glass of water.
He smiled and handed it to you. You smiled back and thanked him, drinking it all.
— Hey, uhm, you didn't answer me, by the way. — Juyeon said, laughing at your confused expression. — Was that what you wanted?
— It was better than I imagined. — Juyeon pulled you by your waist and kissed you. You had to tilt your head back to kiss him properly as he was much taller than you.
The kiss suddenly became sloppy, both playing with your tongues and Juyeon squeezing your butt.
— Are you hungry? — Juyeon asked over your lips before kissing you again.
You nodded and tried to pull back, but Juyeon only pushed you against the wall and carried you, making you lock your legs around him, taking you to the kitchen and placing you over the counter.
You kissed for a while before finally starting to cook together, having small breaks to kiss again. Your bodies become addicted to each other, not being able to be away longer than 5 minutes.
After eating and cleaning the kitchen, you were on your bed, you on top of him while making out. You didn't know how, but you wanted him again inside you.
— I don't think I've ever cum as much as I did earlier, how is it possible to still want more? — Juyeon asked when you kissed his neck, moving your hips back and forth.
— Well, I never enjoyed choking on my ex's cock, but I quite loved doing it with yours. — You sighed when Juyeon gave you a hard spank.
— He's the stupidest man I've ever heard about for cheating on you. There's no way he wasn't satisfied with you.
— I honestly never lasted that long during sex. — You pulled back, lifting his shirt a little to see his abs. — The only good thing I can think about the sex with him was that he always made sure to make me cum, but only once. — You explained, feeling. Juyeon's warm skin under your touch. — But I never squirted before. That was the first... and second.
You both laughed at your comment, resuming your make out session.
That night, your poor bed was the victim of your actions. Creaking under you two as he rammed against you mercilessly. You were so tired afterwards, you convinced him to not pull out, keeping with cum inside while cockwarming him.
The morning after, the feeling of you tightening around him was unbearable for Juyeon, causing him to involuntarily move his hips until you woke up, asking him to go faster.
— What did you do to me, baby? — Juyeon asked as he used your hips to slam himself into you.
You only whined, playing with your nipples. You both came and then went for breakfast, showering together after eating.
The remaining days you only spent them separated when he went to his house for clothes to change, because showering was already covered with you. The rest of the days? You would be either on top of him milking him dry or sucking him until your jaw hurt. He was as addicted to you, always finding convenient to rub his front against your but to quickly start humping you against any surface before undress you and fuck you until his cum was dripping down your legs. He even once cleaned his seed from you while you were riding his face, driving you insane.
A day before you had to leave, you two were watching a movie, at least for 20 minutes before you were bent over sucking him off.
His hand was on your head, pushing you down. You looked at him and licked his balls, making him moan and grunt. He was close to coming, and you wanted his cum in your mouth. You started to jack him off as you sucked his tip, feeling him twitch. But he stopped you, groaning when you removed your mouth off him.
— Ride my face while you suck me off. — God.
You quickly stood up, undressing yourself at the speed of light and straddled his head, feeling him grab your ass and bury his face in between your legs. You moaned when he started to lick you and put his finger inside you. You took his cock back in between your mouth, bobbing your head as he kept playing with your cunt.
You heard him grunt and felt him add another finger inside you, stretching you and making your moan around his cock.
You felt the build up in your stomach, you were close. You moved your hips faster over his face as you felt yourself getting closer.
— Juyeon… — You gasped, feeling your orgasm start to take control over you. — Oh, oh… — You moaned when you came, squirting on his face.
Juyeon was a thirsty man, and he only drank you more when he started to feel you coming. He was getting so close, and he just kept going.
You moved your hips over his face, moaning around his dick, making him twitch.
— Baby… — He grunted as he felt his balls tightening, making you hum, squeezing his cock with your lips. — Fuck... fuck. — Juyeon groaned when you let him slide deeper into your mouth, feeling yourself starting to gag.
He held you tighter by your hips and thrust inside your mouth, making you choke on his cock and tears stream from your eyes. You were going to swallow every single drop of him.
And he did it, he grunted and came again inside your mouth as he tongue fucked you.
You took your time to slowly take his cock out, kissing the tip before standing up and leaning down to kiss him. You wanted him to taste yourself mixed with his cum.
The taste of each other's cum made you instantly hornier. Juyeon made you suck on his tongue, moaning as you moved your hips alongside your head. Without s second thought, you lifted your hips a little, grabbing his cock and placing the tip over your entry.
— Wait. — Juyeon stood up and made you bend over the back of the couch, positioning himself behind you and rubbing his tip, teasing you.
You whined, moving you hips back so he could fuck you. He laughed and spanked you, just entering the tip of his cock before pulling down.
— What's going to happen after you leave? — He suddenly asked. God you didn't want to think about that, you just wanted his cock inside you. — Answer. — He grunted, spanking you again.
— Fuck, I... I have my own place, you can go whenever you want, and I'll... I'll try to come more often. — You whined, feeling him thrust into you slowly.
He bottomed you out, bending over to feel your boobs and play with your nipples. He made you arch your back to fit better and then started to fuck you.
— Is your place safe for us to keep doing this? — You agreed in a high-pitch tone. — Perfect, because I won't be able to keep my cock out of you when we reunite.
His hips resumed their work fucking you so hard your inner thighs were burning. You started to scream by the force his balls were slapping on your clit, turning around and pulling Juyeon down to kiss him.
During the night, it was obvious you two would miss each other by the way you were fucking. You were full of his cum again, bouncing on top of him while pinching your nipples.
— Fuck... Baby, I can't keep going. — Juyeon said, but that only made you adjust yourself so you could ride him faster, feeling your orgasm close.
Juyeon kept whining, not being able to hold his cum anymore. Luckily, that was what you needed to also cum.
You fell on top of him, too tired to clean and dress. Falling asleep with both his cum and cock inside you, just like the other nights.
The morning after, just as usual, he fucked you, but this time was different. He was being soft and gentle. Making out with you as his hips thrusted into you in such a loving way.
— I'll send you my schedules so you can visit me. — You told him, locking your legs around him.
Juyeon sucked on your tongue, feeling his orgasm closer and closer.
You were already missing him while making sure you didn't forget anything, even though you were tempted, just to have an excuse to turn the wheel and fuck again, and again, and again.
— Ready? — Juyeon walked towards you when you closed your trunk and kissed you hard. — Let me know when you get home.— He whispered over your mouth.
— Come with me, I've always wanted to do it in a car. — You pulled him down, pushing him against your car.
— That sounds really good, baby, but I have a job here. I'll make space for you, I promise.
You two made out a little more before pulling back. God you were going to miss him.
The drive back home was fast, not finding much traffic. Nia was already at your place when you arrived, hugging you tightly.
— For someone who witnessed her man with another woman, you look blissful. — You laughed at her comment.
Of course you told her everything about your hot neighbor and all the dirty things you two did.
[strangers do it better] nct johnny
warnings: public sex, quickie, oral (f&m), cum swallowing, protected sex
words: 1136
A/N: even though johnny's name is not mentioned, this was totally written with him in mind thanks to a now deleted tweet saying that they knew johnny was a head pusher, also this was made in a rush so i'm sorry if it feels like it
btw pls keep helping me with this
— Do you have light? — You asked the tall guy leaning against a truck smoking. He didn't answer, he just took a small box of matches and turned one on. You got closer and thanked him. — It's been a while since I've seen a box of those — You pointed at the matches.
— Someone stole my lighter — He explained, throwing the smoke to the side.
— Do you mind if I stay here? — You asked, looking back at the bar you just got kicked out of. The guy eyed you up and down before moving to the side.
— Are you waiting for someone? — He asked, finishing his cigarette before throwing it to the floor.
— My friend, we got here in her car, just waiting for her to finish to suck some guy's dick off. — The guy beside you couldn't help his laughter at your choice of words. — Sorry, I think the drinks are doing their job.
— And why weren't you sucking someone's dick off? — At least he was easy-going.
— Because his friend thought that, since my friend is with his friend, then he and I should do it. I punched him in the face and got kicked out. — you said simply.
— You punched him? — He looked like he didn't believe you. — I thought you would be one of those “I will cause a scene until someone gets kicked out” kind of girl.
— I am, but that was before the punch. Now I'm here until my friend finishes. — You said, turning to look at the bar.
— I feel bad for him though, not only did he get a punch in the face by a pretty girl, but also didn't get a blowjob. — The guy said, after a few minutes of silence between you two. — It's just sex. Strangers do it better anyways.
— Oh really? Are you some kind of expert? — You joked, throwing your unfinished cigarette to the ground.
— I have my fair share of experiences with pretty girls like you. — You scoffed, looking away. — But I dare to guess you weren't in the mood to do it.
— Not really, he wasn't good-looking. — You turned to look at him again. — You, on the other hand...— You said, with a flirting smile.
— Really? — He laughed out loud.
— Yes really.— You answered. — You said “strangers do it better”. Prove it.
The guy looked around and then at you. — Here?
You shrouded and gave him a dirty smile. — Why not? — You didn't know why you said it, but the alcohol was talking and you wanted to.
He looked around for a moment before pulling you towards him and kissing you passionately. You two fumbled around each other as you tried to make out as much as you could in that moment.
— Let's go to the other side of my car. — He said, pulling you by your hands and pushing you against the side of the car when you were out of sight.
He knelt down and grabbed one of your legs, placing it over his shoulder. Your skirt was in the way, but his fingers rubbing over your underwear made you forget about it. — You want it, pretty girl?
You nodded, and he pulled your underwear to the side, letting you feel his mouth over your pussy. — Oh god. — you moaned, trying to hold on to the car as he licked and sucked on your clit. His tongue moved fast, making you lose yourself in his mouth as you got closer and closer to your orgasm.
— Oh god. — you repeated, grabbing his hair and moving your hips against his tongue. — Shit! — You moaned as your orgasm took over, your body shaking as he kept licking your pussy.
You didn't wait to catch your breath, you just pushed him until his back hit the car as you took your tongue out of his mouth. You kneeled on the floor and smiled, unzipping his jeans and pulling them down.
His dick was big and beautiful. You licked around the head of his dick before taking the whole thing in your mouth. — God. — You heard him say as you started sucking his dick. He was too big, you could only get about half of it in your mouth.
But you made up for it by moving your hand up and down. You felt his hand on the back of your back, pushing you down softly. — Fuck, you look good on your knees, pretty girl.
You could feel his dick getting harder and harder. You looked at him as you sucked, knowing he could see your eyes as your mouth moved over his dick. — Keep looking at me, baby. — Suddenly, you felt his cum in your mouth, it was too much and you could feel it going down your throat. — Fuck. — He moaned. — Swallow.
You swallowed and then licked the rest of his cum from his dick.
He smiled at you as he helped you stand up. — Not bad for a stranger, huh? — He asked, still breathing heavily.
— Definitely not. — You agreed with him. He smiled as you leaned against him and kissed him.
His hands grabbed your waist as he pulled you around, your back now against the car. — If you want to make it even better… — He said, taking a condom out of his back pocket.
He carried you, making you wrap your legs around him. You both moaned loudly as he pushed his dick inside you. It was so big, you knew it would feel good.
— Fuck me like you mean it. — You said, biting your lip as you felt him push in and out of your pussy.
— God, you're tight. — He said, pushing his dick all the way inside and staying there for a few seconds before pulling out. Your mouth opened in a moan as he started fucking you.
— Fuck, that feels so good. — You moaned, your hands on his back pushing him closer as he fucked you. He just moaned, fucking you harder and harder.
The more he moaned the more you felt your pussy clench around his dick, squeezing him hard. He hissed, fucking you faster. — You're making me cum again.
You moved your hips, helping him get deeper. — I'm coming, oh god I'm coming. — You moaned in his ear.
Your orgasm came at the same time as his, feeling him cum spill inside the condom. You two were breathing heavily as he leaned you against the car, his dick still inside you.
He slowly pulled you down, humming when his dick pulled out. He ditched the used condom while you fixed your clothes.
— So? Theory confirmed? — He jokingly asked.
You laughed, hearing the voice of your friend calling you. — Pretty sure I need to do it with more strangers to confirm it.
He nodded. — Right. How about… you keep me updated? — He said as he handed you his phone.
[untitled] txt yeonjun
warnings: oral (m&f), unprotected sex, pulling out method, explicit hint of a second round, idk what else
words: 4750
A/N: this has been sitting on my drafts for a while now, but I don't remember why I didn't post it, sorry for taking so long, I can't promise this won't happen again
btw, there might be mistakes, I don't recall checking it thoughtfully
You looked at yourself in the mirror. It was a blurry image, caused by all the drinks you had in the past 2 hours. You could hear your friends giggle in the other room. This truth or dare game has come too far, but not enough for you to stop playing.
— [Y/N]! You have to see this! — Gahyeon said on the other side of the door.
You flushed the toilet and went to your friends’ call. — Damn, what it’s so urgent?
— They just dared me to send a risky text to Mr. Kim! — Daeun said, you could hear excitement in her voice. It was her favorite teacher when you all were in high school.
— Oh how unfortunate! I’ll pray for your soul. — You sarcastically said, laughing at her sticking her tongue out.
You poured another drink for you while they argued about the content of the text. “That’s gross, Joo!” “That’s sounds like I’m asking what’s for homework”
Joo snatched her phone and read the message out loud before Daeun could send the message: — Good evening, Mr. Kim, or should I just call you Jiho? Do you remember me? I’m Daeun, your favorite student. I’ve been thinking about you and I was wondering if we could meet up.
Gahyeon clapped as she laughed. You joined to her laughter, imagining Mr. Kim’s reaction to the message.
— God, gimme that! — Daeun snatched back her phone and sent the message, blocking it right away and chugging the remaining of her drink.
— It’s [Y/N]’s turn now… — Joo said, and shared a look with the other two girls.
You scoffed and their faces. — What is it?
— We dare you to… — Joo started to say, but you stopped her.
— You didn’t even let me choose! — You protested, letting your drink on the table so you could cross your arms.
— Don’t be boring! — Gahyeon rolled her eyes. — I called my ex and told him I missed him, and he hasn't stopped texting, Joo sent a blurry nude to the guy she’s just talking to and Daeun texted Mr. Kim! It’s only fair.
You looked at each one of your friends and sighed. — Fine! What’s the dare?
Your friends cheered. — You have to kiss your hot neighbor. — Daeun said, pointing at the house in front of yours.
— Yeonjun? Are you insane? I barely talk to him! — You tried to hide the fact that you actually wanted to do the dare.
— Oh but you for sure have thought about some nasty things about him, girl. — Gahyeon accused you, reminding you you told them in your group chat about the times he tells you about the parties he often makes. You weren’t the only neighbor he told about it, but you liked to think you were the only neighbor he invited.
— But, how am I going to do that? Just knock and kiss him?
— Try to talk to him a little and then kiss him! Oh, and it has to be a good kiss. Not a peck. — Daeun said, pushing you so you could stand up. — Good luck!
You turned around and saw your friends smiling at you. — Are you going to stay there?
— Don’t worry, we have your back. Go. — Gahyeon said, making a movement with her hand to hurry you up-
You took a deep breath and walked to your front door, freezing for a moment. What if he has a girlfriend? And she lives with him? And she kicks your ass for kissing her man? Besides, you were in your pajamas, what if he thought you were insane for knocking on his door dressed in a big shirt and shorts?
You have never seen anyone else but his friends around. Not even hook-ups. There was only one way to know.
With your last drop of courage and all the alcohol in your system, you opened your door and confidently walked to his house. Not even a minute later you were knocking on his door, waking you up from whatever kind of daydream you were having. As you were about to run, his door opened, showing a surprised Yeonjun.
— [Y/N]! Hi! Is everything ok? — He asked, looking at your state. It was obvious you had a few drinks.
— Are you alone? — You abruptly asked. What kind of question is that? — Sorry, I know it’s late, but…
— It’s ok. — He giggled at your attempt to fix your fuck-up. — I’m alone, yeah, didn’t feel like partying tonight.
Right, it was Saturday night and his house wasn’t packed with people like any other weekend.
— Oh, that explains the lack of music. — You said, as if it wasn’t obvious. Yeonjun nodded, still confused why you were in front of him at almost 1 in the morning. — I came because… I was wondering if you had a spare charger for my phone, mine just died. — That was the best lie you could think of.
And Yeonjun was surprised, to say the least, you were here just for a charger? — Uh, I think I have one, but I have to look for it. Do you mind coming inside while I look around?
Shit. — Sure, only if you don’t mind. You know, it’s late, I didn’t mean to bother.
— You’re not bothering, come in. I think I know where the charger is.
You could only imagine your friends’ reaction when you walked inside his house. God, now what?
You followed Yeonjun to his kitchen and stared at him as he opened and closed drawers and cabinets.
— Uh, it’s not here. Let me go to the other room, I won’t take long. — You nodded and let out a deep breath when he left the room.
Something called your attention outside, making you look and find your friends looking through the window. You tried to tell them to leave, but then noticed they were filming with their phones.
— Here! I found it. — Yeonjun ran to the kitchen and gave you the charger.
— You’re really sweet, Yeonjun, thank you. I swear I’ll bring it as soon as possible. — You toyed with it, avoiding eye contact.
— It’s ok, you can keep it, I don’t think Beomgyu will miss it. — Yeonjun got closer to you as he spoke, but you were too busy looking at the charger.
— Is it… your friend’s? — The last two words came out as a whisper when you noticed how close he was.
— He always forgets stuff here and instead of asking, he just buys new ones. — He matched your tone, careful to not make you uncomfortable. — Do you need anything else?
— I… I don’t think so.
He caged you against the wall and hummed. — Is there a reason why your friends are filming every move we make from your living room?
— They uhm, they dared me. — You closed your eyes when you heard him chuckle.
— They dared you to ask for a charger? That’s a weird dare. — He was teasing you and loving to see you didn’t know what to do.
— No, the dare was… for me to kiss you. — The last part came out so fast he didn’t understand a single word. .
— Could you repeat it, slower maybe?
— They dared me to kiss you. — You didn’t know how, but you managed to keep eye contact with him, even though everything inside you was trembling.
— And asking for the charger was your excuse? Why not just do it? — Yeonjun grabbed your chin when you tried to break eye contact.
— I was afraid you had a girlfriend. Didn’t want to cause drama. — Your doe eyes made him bite his lower lip.
— Well, I don’t have a girlfriend, so you’re free to comply with your dare. — He let you go, waiting for you to kiss him first or leave if that’s what you wanted.
You gave your friends a last look before grabbing Yeonjun from his shirt and pulling him to you. You swore you heard your friends’ scream.
Yeonjun’s hand went to your hips and pulled you even closer. His tongue forcing his way into your mouth aggressively.
You didn’t know for how long you two kissed, but when his lips lowered to your neck, you saw that your friends weren’t in the living room anymore. You still mentally thanked them; you didn’t want them to film the whole thing.
— I guess that means you have to leave. — Yeonjun also noticed they were gone, but his words didn’t match his actions since his lips attacked yours as soon as he finished his sentence.
Your body melted into his, your hands grabbing his shirt tightly, pulling him closer as he continued to explore your neck with his lips. The feeling of his tongue and teeth on your skin sent shivers down your spine, and you couldn’t help but gasp and moan softly, your fingers tangling in his hair.
Yeonjun’s hands roamed over your body, his touch burning through the thin fabric of your clothes. As he continued to kiss and nibble at your neck, your mind began to wander.
The room seemed to spin as your senses heightened, your body was on fire with desire. Yeonjun’s lips left a trail of kisses down your collarbone, and you arched your back in response, your hips involuntarily grinding against his.
His lips traced the curve of your chest, his tongue darting out to tease your skin. He sucked at the sensitive flesh, causing you to gasp and moan even louder. Your fingers dug into his shoulders as you pushed yourself closer to him, needing more of that sensation against your overheated body.
His hands moved lower, caressing the curves of your hips and thighs, and you felt a rush of heat spread through your body. You found yourself panting and gasping for air, and you desperately clawed at his shirt, trying to pull it off so you could feel his bare skin against yours. Yeonjun complied, breaking away from the kiss just long enough to wrench his shirt off and toss it aside. Your eyes roamed over his bare chest, taking in the sight of his well-defined muscles and smooth skin. He smirked at your reaction, before pulling you back into his arms. His kisses grew more urgent, his tongue diving deeper into your mouth, while his hands slid under your shirt and up your back. The feel of his fingertips on your skin drove you wild, and you responded eagerly, pressing your body against his and returning his kisses with equal fervor.
As your bodies ground together, the room filled with the sounds of your moans and gasps. You could feel his heart racing against your chest and the heat of his skin was like a brand against your own. His hands moved lower, his fingers toying with the edge of your shorts, and you gasped at the sensation. Your own hands roamed over his body, while your tongue dueled with his. You wanted more, needed more, and you could feel the pressure building deep inside you, an ache that only he could soothe.
Yet, he still stopped, looking deeply at your eyes. You went to kiss him again, causing a whine when he pulled back, grabbing you by your chin. — Do you think your friends are worried you haven't gotten back yet?
Oh of course he had to keep teasing you. — I hope not, because I'm having such a good time right now.
Yeonjun chuckled at your response, his eyes roaming over your face with something bordering on hunger. — Well, if they get worried, — he said, his fingers still holding your chin, his thumb tracing your bottom lip. — maybe we should give them something to really worry about.
Before you could respond, he had spun you around and pushed you against the wall, his body pinning you in place. You gasped in surprise, but any protest died on your lips as his mouth found your neck, nipping and sucking at the sensitive skin.
His hands roamed over your body, touching, caressing, and teasing, and you found yourself unable to do anything but gasp and moan in response. You could feel his breath on your ear as he murmured in a low tone.
— Do you know how hard it's been for me to keep my hands off you? Knowing you were just on the other side of the street?
You were already a mess, your body on fire and your mind spinning, but his words just made it worse. His hips humping against your butt, and you could feel the hard bulge of his arousal through his pants, causing you to whine and squirm beneath him.
— Don't think I haven't noticed, — He growled against your ear, his voice deep and gravelly. — the way you look at me every time I come to tell you about my parties, the way you blushed when I would invite you. — His hand slid down your waist and under your shirt, his fingers tracing over your stomach and higher up towards your chest. You arched your back, desperate for more of his touch, your body begging for release.
His mouth found your collarbone after he immediately turned you around to face him, his lips and tongue tracing a path down your chest and towards your exposed cleavage.
—You drive me insane, you know that? — He muttered, his lips against your skin. — With those eyes and that cute little face and that body.
His hand moved lower, his fingers playing with the waistband of your shorts while he continued to mouth at your neck and chest. You were a panting mess, your body desperate for more of his touch. He suddenly lifted you off the ground, and you instinctively wrapped your legs around his waist as he pulled you even closer, his hips pressing between your thighs. You buried your face in his neck, your moans muffled against his skin.
You could feel him even more through the thin fabric of your clothes, and you squirmed against him, desperate for friction. His arms were like steel around you, holding you tightly against him while his mouth never stopped its assault on your sensitive skin.
— You have no idea the things I want to do to you. — He muttered, his voice ragged. His lips found yours after what it felt like forever, and the kiss was hard and possessive, his tongue dominating your mouth as he continued to hold you pressed against the wall.
You returned the kiss, your body responding to his touch like a moth to a flame. You were lost in the sensations, your mind consumed by nothing but him and the overwhelming pleasure he was eliciting from you. His hands found your thighs, and he pushed your shorts up higher, his fingers tracing the edge of your underwear. You gasped and arched into his touch, your body begging for more.
His lips left yours, and he buried his face in your hair, his breathing ragged and unsteady. — God, I could take you right here. — Yeonjun groaned, his voice a low rumble in your ear.
— And risking my friends to see? — You said, pulling his face to yours and kissing him. — Fuck no.
He chuckled against your lips, his hands gripping your hips. — I think we should go somewhere a little more private then.
He lowered you to your feet, keeping one arm around your waist to steady you. You were still a little dizzy from the sensations he had aroused in you, but you nodded weakly. He smirked at your dazed expression, clearly pleased with the effect he was having on you.
His room was dark, the only light coming from the moon spilling through the curtains. Yeonjun pushed you onto the bed, and you fell back with a gasp, your body still tingling with desire.
He was over you in an instant, his body covering yours and pinning you to the bed. You could feel the hardness of his arousal pressing against you as he leaned down to nuzzle your neck, his teeth nipping at your skin.
— I've been wanting this for so long. — He murmured, his hands roaming over your body. — And now I finally have you all to myself.
— Then take me, don't make me wait. — You said, locking your legs around his hips and grinding yourself up to get some fraction.
He groaned at your movements, his body involuntarily grinding against yours in response. His eyes darkened, and he grabbed your wrists, pinning them above your head. — Patience, sweetheart, I'm going to take my time with you. — He continued, his lips attaching themselves to your neck again. — I want to savor every moment, every sound, every taste.
His mouth traveled down your neck, leaving a trail of kisses and bites on its wake. You gasped and writhed under him, your body growing more and more impatient.
— Yeonjun, please. — You gasped out, your voice desperate.
He chuckled at your plea, clearly enjoying your desperate state. — Please what, sweetheart? — He asked, his lips moving down to your chest. He nipped and kissed your flushed skin, his tongue swirling around your sensitive flesh.
— Please....I need you. I need more. — You managed to say. Your body was on fire, your mind consumed by nothing but him and the pleasure he was igniting within you.
He raised his head to look at you, his eyes dark and intense. — You're so beautiful when you beg. — He said, his voice ragged. — And you beg so nicely. — He leaned down and captured your lips in a bruising kiss, his tongue sinking into your mouth to possess you completely.
His hands released your wrists, and they roved over your body once again, touching, caressing, and exploring every inch of you. You buried your hands in his hair, clinging to him as if your life depended on it. Your body was taut with need, your hips arching up towards him as you sought friction for your aching core.
Yeonjun continued his ministrations, his mouth trailing down your body, his tongue tracing over your skin like a flame. He nipped and sucked at your sensitive spots, eliciting gasps and moans from your lips. He could tell just how tightly coiled you were.
— So needy, — He murmured, his lips curving into a smirk. — Can't keep your hands off me, can you? — He bit down on your hip, his teeth sinking into your skin, and you cried out at the sensation, your body arching off the bed.
— No-no, I need you. — You whined, your hands gripping his shoulders as if to keep him from leaving. — I need you so badly, please… Please don't tease me anymore.
He chuckled again, clearly enjoying the effect he had on you. — Oh, sweetheart. — He said, lifting his head to look at you again. — I'm going to make you fall apart, and I'm going to savor every second of it.
He returned to your neck, his mouth and tongue working their magic on your sensitive skin. At the same time, his hands moved lower, his fingers trailing over your stomach and lower still, towards the waistband of your shorts.
—You're so hot, so ready, aren't you?. — His words made your body tremble. His fingers traced the edge of your underwear, sending shivers down your spine. — You want me just as much as I want you. You need me just as much as I need you.
— Y-yes. — You said in a sigh, your hips arching up towards his touch. The ache between your legs was like a burning flame, growing hotter with every second. You were desperate for him, to feel him inside you.
He smirked against your skin at your words, his fingers still tracing the edge of your underwear, driving you insane. — And I'm going to give you what you want, but not yet. I want to see you completely undone first.
— Yeonjun… — You reached up to touch his face, your fingers tracing over his cheek. — Please...I can't take much more of this. I need you. I need you now. — Your voice was desperate, your body practically vibrating with need.
He chuckled again, clearly enjoying the power he had over you. — You're so impatient. — He said, his breath fanning over your face. — I promise, sweetheart, it'll be worth the wait. Trust me.
But you couldn't take it anymore, so you pushed him, taking him by surprise as you straddled him, placing your hands on his naked chest for support as you started to hump his bulge over your clothes.
Yeonjun's eyes widened in surprise, clearly not expecting your sudden boldness, but he quickly recovered, a smirk crossing his face as he looked up at you. — No more begging for me? — He teased, his hands going to your hips.
— No more. — You replied breathlessly, your hips continuing to grind against him. You could feel him growing harder beneath you, his body responding to your movements, despite his attempts to maintain control.
— You're a very naughty girl. — He said, his hands gripping your hips tightly. — I like it. — He leaned back, allowing you to have more control, his eyes roaming over your body hungrily.
You leaned down to his level, brushing your fingers against his swallowed lips. You needed them on you.
— I know what you're thinking. Do it.
You smiled, biting your lower lip, pushing him slightly from his chest so he could be fully laying down. Slowly, you took your pajama off, getting wetter when you saw him eye you up and down repeatedly.
You straddled Yeonjun's face, your wet pussy hovering over his mouth. You lowered yourself onto him, letting his tongue explore you. Yeonjun's tongue traced your clit, sending shivers down your spine. You rocked your hips back and forth, grinding yourself against his face. Yeonjun's fingers found their way to your pussy, two fingers sliding in and out of you. His tongue moved faster, flicking against your clit, as your moans grew louder. Yeonjun's fingers moved faster, fucking you harder. Your moans turned into screams, your legs shaking uncontrollably. His tongue continued its assault on your clit, pushing you over the edge. You came hard, pussy clenching around Yeonjun's fingers. You collapsed onto Yeonjun, panting and sweating.
Yeonjun crawled over you, kissing your neck and finally removing your shirt. — How was that? — He asked in your ear, rubbing your thighs, feeling how you would you tense your muscles under his touch.
You chuckled, knowing why he was asking. — I don’t remember the last time I cum that hard. — Your voice came out hoarse.
Yeonjun sighed and kissed you, tongue fighting against yours almost immediately. While you were distracted by the messy kiss, you didn’t notice when he lowered his pants, and since he was already on his bed when you knocked, he wasn’t wearing underwear.
It was until he grabbed your hand and guided it to his hard cock. You pulled apart and looked down, clenching around nothing at the sight of your hand under his while jerking him off. You felt his cock all over, gently feeling his veins and caressing his red tip. You were fascinated, it turned Yeonjun on, letting you take a little control, laying back and admiring you while you moved your hand up and down.
You began to stroke him faster, stopping a little to spit on his cock a couple of times to do your job easier. Yeonjun threw his head back when he felt your saliva make contact with his cock. You maintained a steady pace, looking up to Yeonjun to see his reaction.
He was facing the ceiling, showing his neck, his eyes were closed, his mouth open and his fist was clenching on his blanket. Just when you thought he was about to cum, he grabbed your hand, stopping you. He was sweating, trying his best to calm his breath. Without saying anything, he pulled you to kiss you, grabbing you by your neck and making you lay down.
When he pulled back, you two looked at each other’s eyes, asking the same thing. You spread your legs, letting Yeonjun place himself in between, guiding himself without breaking eye contact.
The way you arched your back and moaned, it was like you were begging for him to fill you up. And he did, entering you with a long sigh. As his tip pushed against the walls of your pussy, you gasped, squeezing his shoulders with your fingers.
You lifted your hips and bucked against him, encouraging him to move, but instead Yeonjun let his head drop on your shoulder, burying his face in your hair.
— Yeonjun. — You whispered his name, urging him to continue. — Move. Move now.
And with a chuckle, he obeyed, making your knees fall open completely, holding them apart with his hands to get the perfect angle, and he began to move. Thrusting in and out of your body, your lips kissed each other’s breath away and your hands intertwined.
He leaned back, letting his eyes devour on the sight of you, your legs spread wide open and your toes curled back in ecstasy. His fingers found their way to your nipples, teasing them until they were hard as rocks. Every time Yeonjun thrust, your back arched and your nipples rubbed against his chest. He bent forward, pinning you down underneath him. You could feel his breaths hot on your skin as he picked up the pace, making your head spin. You reached up and cupped his cheeks, pulling him into a deep kiss, moaning into his mouth as he continued to fuck you.
His lips moved down your neck, sucking a mark on your pulse point. As he bit down on the sensitive skin, your legs began to shake. He continued to push himself inside of you, thrusting and pulling out again, before pushing himself in again. His breath was hot against your skin, his teeth raked down on your throat, biting down on your earlobe, sucking on the skin, and making you shiver.
— I can feel all the way inside of you. You’re squeezing me so hard. I don’t know how much longer I can last like this. — He said, continuing with a moan.
Yeonjun suddenly pulled out, taking you by surprise. You tried to take him back in, thinking it was a mistake, but he stopped you.
— Let me please cum in your mouth, baby. — Did he just beg you?
You nodded and got on all fours as he stood up jerking himself off, guiding his wet cock to your lips, grabbing the back of your head, pulling you towards his cock.
You opened you mouth widely, allowing him to slide inside. You started to suck, wrapping your lips tightly around as you moved your head back and forth.
Yeonjun groaned, getting closer to the edge. Just for a few seconds, he pulled out his cock from your mouth, stroking himself fast before invading your mouth again. He was fighting his urges to move his hips, not wanting to gag you or hurt you. He just let you suck him off, swallowing around him a couple of times, causing him to pull your hair from the scalp, letting you know he was about to cum.
You swallowed it all, your eyes never leaving his as you licked your lips clean.
Yeonjun collapsed onto the bed next to you, panting and sweating. — That was amazing.
— I enjoyed it too. — You smiled up at him, your lips still glistening with his cum. Yeonjun pulled you closer, kissing you and tasting himself on your lips.
— Are you sure your friends aren’t worried yet? — He asked, caressing your cheek.
You rubbed your nose against his. — Do you want me to leave?
— Of course not, but it’s late.
— They might be asleep already. — You sighed, kissing Yeonjun again. He smiled on your lips before deepening the kiss.
— You might wake them up if you go now. — He pulled you over him, straddling him. He was getting hard again.
— Even if they’re still awake, they’re going to ask the same question whether it’s tonight or tomorrow. — You involuntarily moved your hips over his, sighing when you felt his cock sliding in between your pussy lips.
— Then allow me to have my way with you one more time. — Yeonjun grabbed you by your hips and pulled you up, just enough for him to guide himself to your entrance. You lowered yourself, making his cock sink deeper in you.
Once he was fully inside, he grabbed you by your face again, kissing you softly. — Let me do it. — He said before ramming his hips up into you.
[weirdo] nct jaemin
warnings: vloggger!reader, lowkey stalker!jaemin, unprotected sex (y'all know what's up), abandoned place, oral (f&m), let me know if i forgot something
words: 4019
A/N: I finally could finish a Jaemin fic lmao, I've been trying for so long I almost deleted him from my list.
Hope y'all enjoy
A week has passed since your last video, gaining 40k views and a few new subscribers. Exploring abandoned places wasn't something new, but it only worked if you knew the right people, which you didn't. You still had to manage to make videos over 20 minutes with proper content without getting caught by the cops.
Exploring abandoned places was not only hard, but also illegal.
You had been caught a few times, getting warnings over warnings after they let you go.
You even spent a night in jail for going back to the same place because you forgot your backpack for trying to run away. The cops weren't as nice as the previous night when they recognized you.
You were checking the comments of your last video when you saw a frequent donator left you a comment: "@ynexplores I hope this is enough to get your bail money back"
"@njm00 You're always so generous with your donations, thank you so much" You answered, not forgetting to like and pin his comment.
"Babe! Check this!" A notification popped on the top of your screen. Your best friend, Giselle, sent you the link to a news website talking about an abandoned field with 5 cabins.
"Thanks, love, I'll check it out" You clicked the link and started to read.
<Nobody knew about the cabins, so it was most likely for personal use> <Police is warning explorers to avoid entering the cabins for safety reasons> Oh well, it wasn't entirely forbidden to explore.
You quickly copy—pasted the coordinates of the cabins and send them to your GPS app. They were far, like an hour from where you lived, so you had to be quick before people started to spread the word and arrive in the area. It was around 10 am, so if you wanted to get there at around 12 pm you had to be on the road by 11 am. That meant you had some time to get ready
You went to your room to start preparing yourself.
You put on some comfortable sports pants and sneakers and a tight shirt. You’ve learned your lesson, never use too baggy clothes while exploring if you don't want to get stuck on loosen wood.
You put all your stuff in your backpack and made sure your camera was fully charged and checked you had a spare battery, then you left your house. Before you started driving, you sent Giselle your real—time location. "Do it for my mental peace" She said when you started doing the explorations. She was too much of a scary cart to go with you.
As you were getting closer to the cabins you realized that the area was quite rural. You barely had phone signal. There was nobody around, only grass, bushes, tall trees and the cabins.
You park your car behind some bushes, hiding it from the road so nobody could see it. You started to record everything from the moment you stepped out of your car, knowing that if you got caught, at least you could use this recording.
— Well, my best friend told me about this place, and not gonna lie, it doesn't look as bad as they made it seem on the website. — You were a little bit disappointed to see the cabins looked freshly painted, even the grass was low.
You went to the nearest cabin and saw there were some windows. You couldn't really see anything from the outside, but you were sure that there were more things inside. You noticed the window on the left was open, probably some other explorer came in the middle of the night when it was dark. You saw no other cars, but you didn't know if they parked somewhere else to not draw attention.
You jumped to the window and opened it more so you could go in. The first thing you saw was a couch facing a TV, but the TV had been taken out. There was a coffee table with some dirty coffee cups on it and a bottle of water.
The place looked newly abandoned, almost as if the owners ran away, leaving everything behind.
There were some papers on the floor, but you didn't pick them up because you had more important things to check first.
The room had a door that led to what you thought was a kitchen and a corridor with two doors at the end. One was the bathroom, and the other one was a bedroom. You checked the bathroom first and saw that there was toothpaste and soap still on the sink. There was even toilet paper on the toilet.
You moved to the bedroom, and there was only a bed with no sheets, a dresser and a closet full of clothes. It looked like it belonged to a man, but there were a few women's clothes too.
— So, this must be from a couple. Does it mean other couples lived in the other cabins? — You asked the camera, facing it away when you heard a noise outside the cabin. — Please, don't be the cops. — You whispered, running to a window. Nothing.
You must have imagined the noise. You decided to go to the kitchen, where you found a table with two chairs. You went to the fridge, opening it. It wasn't completely empty. There was some expired milk, eggs, bacon, lettuce. There were even some leftovers, but you couldn't see what they were because of the expiration date. You went back to the corridor when you heard again some noise coming from the front room.
— This is not funny. — You said when you saw there was nothing behind the couch. — Ok, this is a fucking haunted cabin! — You joked, but this time the noise was louder.
You quickly moved to the window you used to get in and climbed out, running to the cabin on the left.
— I know this is not a good idea, but I want to see if I can find photos of the owners. — The camera only recorded the floor as you got to a bigger cabin, this one with the front door open.
You walked in, seeing two bedrooms, a living room, a kitchen, and a big dining table. You didn't have much time to look around, but you noticed this place was way cleaner than the other one.
— At least they left the TV here. — You joked when you noticed it was still plugged. You grabbed the remote from the coffee table and pressed the red button, no electricity. — So, this means this place gets worse during the night. — You mentioned looking around. — It is definitely colder here than the first cabin. — You found some photos on a shelf next to the couch. They were from a group of three couples. — Wonder what happened to them.
You left the photo where it was and went to the bedroom to see if there were also clothes. This time, you only found dresses. And not just some dresses, expensive dresses, every single one with a luxury brand in the tag.
— Damn, these people were rich, no wonder why they left everything. Look! — You pointed the camera to the open doors closet, finding at least 20 boxes of expensive shoes.
Again, you heard a noise, coming from the kitchen. — Shit, someone's here.
You hid under the bed, not being able to see the guy's face.
— See! Told you we would find something! — He said.
"Spend the night there, tomorrow morning Mark and I will go to help you get the things. Don't get caught". Oh, he was on a phone call. "Did you find the person you saw?"
Shit, did they see you?
— Nah, maybe they left. I'll explore more, see ya'.
You held your breath until he left the cabin. God, now your clothes were all dusty.
— I don't think I'll snitch on them, so I'll cut that out. — You told to yourself.
— Just another explorer, guys, false alarm. — You stopped the recording so you could remove the dust from your clothes as best as you can.
The third cabin was empty, not even furniture or trash so you moved to the fourth one, trying to not encounter the stranger.
This cabin was almost similar to the one you saw first, but with a smaller bedroom, so you decided to check the last one.
You walked in through the front door and found yourself in what seemed like a living room.
The first thing that caught your attention was the couch, which was on the other side of the room instead of facing the TV. The TV was still in its place, but the couch was positioned so it faced the window. You walked to check if the window was open, but you were surprised to see that it was opened by a few centimeters. The curtains were closed, so you couldn't really see outside, but you could hear some noises.
— No fucking way. — Someone said behind you.
You screamed, tripping with the couch and falling hard to the ground.
— Shit, I'm sorry, didn't mean to scare you. — The guy from the second house ran to help you, but you stood up before he could even touch you.
— I'm fine, I thought I lost you. — You said, grabbing your camera from the floor and checking it was broken before stopping the video. When you looked up, the guy was confused by your comment. — I was in the cabin with the expensive dresses, I hid under the bed, I thought you were the cops or someone dangerous.
— Oh, I mean, not dangerous. I'm your biggest fan. — You opened your eyes wide, not being able to say anything. — Uhm, your bail money?
— Holy shit, it's you? — You finally talked, a little too loud for his liking.
— Yeah, I knew you were coming here, but didn't know it would be the same day as me.
He had a black jacket on his shoulders, his hair messy because of the wind.
— And I don't want to sound pretentious, but I guess you already know my name.
Jaemin laughed. — You're even prettier off camera. — Oh, did he really just say that? — I mean, the video doesn't show how beautiful you are in person. I watched all the videos from the beginning.
— Well, I'm almost done here. — You showed him your camera.
— Can I see? I've always wanted to see the behind the scenes of your videos.
He looked too excited for you to say no.
You were too shy to talk with Jaemin there, so you just recorded around.
Jaemin called your name, pointing at a small door in the backyard. It was the only cabin with a proper backyard.
— Maybe the service room? — You asked, walking out of the back door.
— Let me check. — You thanked his chivalry, letting him open the door and walk inside before.
As you were waiting for him, you heard steps on dry leaves. Too close to your liking, so you entered the service room and closed the door, leaving it in total darkness.
You blindly had to look for your lighting on your backpack, getting scared of Jaemin when you looked around.
— What happened? — He asked, keeping his distance.
— Someone was coming.
Jaemin extended his hand, and you took it, letting him guide you to the back of the room. There was a small window in which he could see outside.
— I don't see anything. — He said, looking around as much as the window allowed him.
— Are you sure?
— You want to see? — You frowned, not sure what he meant. — I can carry you on my shoulder.
— What? No, no, no. It's not necessary.
—I'll be fine, I exercise for this specific situation. — He said with a smile.
You blushed at his comment, but Jaemin was too excited to notice. He put his hands in your armpits and lifted you up as if you weighed nothing.
— Wow, you're strong. — You commented while you were watching outside.
— Yeah, told you. — His voice came out a little bit deeper, but you ignored it, thinking it was the effort he was making.
— God, don't tell me this place is haunted. — You said before looking down on Jaemin. — Empty.
Jaemin put you down, keeping his hands on your waist. — Do you believe in ghosts?
— Well, I've seen some shit while doing the videos, but I have to convince myself it's other people to keep my sanity.
You noticed Jaemin was getting closer, making you back off until the back of your hips hit a metal desk.
— What? Is this the moment you tell me you're a ghost? — You joked, trying to ease your nervousness.
— Wouldn't that be hot? Stuck in the middle of nowhere with a ghost? — He jokingly said, bending himself to be at your height.
— Well, considering you just carried me on your shoulder and were talking with someone on the phone, I think you're far from being a ghost. Nice try, though.
Jaemin sighed and bit his lower lip. — Have you done it at an abandoned place? Or think about it while exploring?
You finally took off your backpack and left it on the floor. — Well, I've tried it, but the guy wanted to act like a stalker, it was creepy.
— Dude forgot rule number one. — Jaemin got his face closer to yours. — "Always make sure she's enjoying it". — He quoted before giving you a small peck to test the waters. — Is this okay? — He asked after pulling back a little bit.
You laughed at his comment and kissed him again, deeper this time. Jaemin grabbed you by your hips and placed you over the desk, opening your legs to fit between them.
— Do you know how hard it is to imagine you doing naughty things in your videos? — Jaemin asked while he started to take off his jacket. — Imagine hearing your voice as you describe each room, knowing you're walking around in those clothes. — Jaemin said before taking off your shirt and throwing it to the ground.
— You don't even know me. — You said before a moan interrupted you, Jaemin moved his clothed dick over your clothed cunt.
Jaemin bit your lower lip and pulled on it. — Well, forgive me for being a weirdo and imagining my favorite vlogger naked under me while I fuck her at one of the abandoned places she loves to go. — He took off your bra and threw it on the ground, letting your boobs free from the fabric. — God, they're beautiful. — He kissed them, making you moan.
— You knew I would be here. — It wasn't a question, and his deep laugh while he bit your nipple confirmed it. — How? — You asked, rubbing your leg over Jaemin's hip.
— I commented in one of our friend's posts about this place. I thought it would be funny to surprise you, not have sex with you. But when I saw you, I couldn't help it. Your body looks even better in person. — Jaemin was now biting your other nipple, making you squirm.
— Oh god, what if someone comes? — You moaned, pushing your body up and making Jaemin lick your breastbone.
— To the place I made sure only you would hear about? — He thrusted into you. — That website is mine.
You threw your head back, enjoying the feeling of his hard cock against you. — You were right when you called yourself a weirdo. — You moaned.
Jaemin thrusted harder, making you whimper. — Does it turn you on? — He stopped, looking up at you, his eyes dark with lust. He kissed your lips, making you feel dizzy.
— Yeah. — You said between kisses. — And it's just better knowing it's with my biggest supporter.
He kissed your neck in response, sucking hard so you would have his marks for a while. — After my friends and I sell those clothes, I'll make sure to leave a good donation on your channel.
Your hand traveled down to his crotch. — Fuck, you're so hard, but I really want to do it on one of those beds.
He didn't say anything, just grabbed your backpack and your hand, forgetting your top on the floor.
Jaemin took you back inside the cabin you two were in. The room had a huge bed with only one thin blanket. You walked backwards, pulling Jaemin with you until you fell on the bed with him on top of you.
Jaemin spread your legs and kissed you hard, and after a few seconds, he started to hump you, making you moan over his lips.
— God, please keep those sounds coming. — He said before kissing your neck to leave more marks.
— Please. — You begged, not knowing exactly for what.
— May I eat you out? I've been craving for that pussy. — He said between licks, making you shiver.
You looked down at him and nodded, feeling shy about it. Jaemin pulled your pants down, leaving you only wearing your underwear. He kissed your belly button, going down to your thighs and finally stopping at the edge of your underwear, breathing on your clit over your panties.
He bit the hem of your panties and pulled them down. You were not shy with your body, but you had never been eaten out before by a stranger.
— You smell so fucking good. — Jaemin kissed the inside of your thighs, looking up at you before going to lick the outside of your lips.
He sucked on your lips, kissing them hard, making you shiver. He bit your clit, sucking it, and then released it. He pushed his tongue inside your hole, fucking you with it while he rubbed your clit with his fingers, making you hold his head in place.
— God, you're really good. — You moan. He licked your clit harder, rubbing it.
— You're delicious. — He licked your insides. Shit, he was more than good.
But you stopped him, not wanting to cum yet.
You pulled him by his hair, a confused look on his face. You kissed him, tasting yourself on his lips before you pushed him back, making him fall on the bed. You sat up, looking down at him. He was still wearing his pants, so you crawled to his crotch and opened it, pulling out his hard dick.
— Have you fantasized about your favorite vlogger sucking your cock? — You asked, getting your face closer.
— More than I'd like to admit. — Jaemin felt like dreaming, not wanting to even blink so he wouldn't lose a single moment from your face millimeters close to his boner.
You started to lick his shaft, making Jaemin feel like he would shoot there. You took him in your mouth, sucking the head hard before going down, trying to suck him all. You gagged a little bit, making tears come from your eyes.
Jaemin got his eyes wide at your comment. — Oh god, you're going to make me explode.
You sucked him all, going as far as you could. You gagged, but he kept his hands away, not wanting to ruin the moment.
His whimpers only boosted your ego, swallowing around him, gaining a loud and long moan from him.
— I'll cum if you keep doing that. — He removed the hair from your face so he could see you better.
— You don't want to cum in my mouth? — Those innocent eyes never failed you.
Jaemin had to take a deep breath and limited himself to only nodding.
You started to suck faster, massaging his balls to help him. He shivered, grabbing the blanket under him to stop himself from fucking your mouth.
— Fuck, your mouth. — He came, moaning hard. You swallowed everything, sucking his softening cock until he pulled you out.
Jaemin kissed you hard, tasting his cum on your mouth. He stood up, fully removing his pants and throwing them to the ground. You helped him to remove his shirt and straddled him, teasing yourself by sliding his cock on your slit.
— Shit. — Jaemin cursed, grabbing you by your hips and helping you move before kissing you hard, lifting you by the hips and putting his cock inside you. You gasped at the feeling of fullness, wanting more.
He didn't tease you more, lifting your hips up and down to fuck you. He started to kiss your breasts again, making you whimper and moan.
— Do you want it harder? — He asked before licking your nipple.
Oh, if he only knew.
You threw him to the bed and held him there with your hands. Before he could question you, your hips started to move, not only harder, but faster, making the poor abandoned bed squeak under you two.
— Oh fuck, you really are a naughty girl. — He moaned as your hips moved on his dick. He held you by your waist, sinking his fingers on your skin. More marks to the collection.
You moved your hips faster, letting him thrusted harder into you.
— Fuck! — You kept your hips moving, wanting it as much as him. — Don't cum. — You said, making him halt his hips. — Wait a little longer.
Shit, with the way you were moving over him, your request was almost impossible for Jaemin, but he complied. He wasn't going to ruin this fantasy.
You crawled over him to kiss him, the new position helping his dick to hit your g spot. Him placing his arms over your shoulders and holding you in place so he could ram against you, going deeper.
Jaemin looked down to watch you move over him, his cock getting wetter with each thrust. — I can't hold it anymore. — He said with a weak tone.
— Do it inside me. Please, cum inside me. — You begged him before biting his neck really hard.
Jaemin pushed himself as much as he could inside you, cumming hard and shooting a good amount of cum inside you. You felt his dick pulsing while you kept moving, milking him for more.
He held you there, feeling your cunt spam around him. You moved your hips until Jaemin was done cumming, letting his soft dick out of your pussy and leaving a little amount of his cum running down your thigh.
— Fuck. — He breathed out hard, trying to regain his breath. — I had never cum that hard. Ever.
You smiled, still feeling his cum drip out of you. — What time is it?
— It's getting dark outside, you should stay. — Jaemin kissed your neck, making sure to do it softly over the marks he made earlier.
— I don't think I have the energy to drive after that anyways. — You tiredly said. Jaemin pulled your face towards him and kissed you.
— I hope the situation wasn't uncomfortable for you, I just really wanted to meet you.
— And you ended up fucking me. — You closed your eyes; you were really tired. Jaemin kissed you again, rubbing the skin of your stomach. — We should do it in the other cabins too. — You said when he pulled away.
— Only if we do it over that desk in the service room.
— Shit, my top is still there. — You stood up, but Jaemin pulled you back down.
— Let your biggest fan enjoy the view of you walking around with one of his shirts. — You rolled your eyes. He hovered over you and kissed you, rubbing himself against your stomach.
— We should keep our energy for tomorrow. — He stood up and looked for his pants, not caring to wear his underwear.
— Tomorrow? — You looked up at him.
— Oh, my friends will be here tomorrow. — He smiled like a kid.
— That's right, the dresses. — You got closer to the edge of the bed and got over your stomach. Jaemin felt his cock twitch with the view.
— Shit, I know I just said we should keep our energy, but you in that position... — He got closer, rubbing your back down your butt.
— Let's have something to eat first, then we can have round two. — You turned around, looking at Jaemin. — And maybe we can film it. — You sat up and pulled Jaemin to you.
— It's about to get really dark here. — He said over your lips before letting you kiss him.
— That's why there's this amazing invention called "night vision".
[getaway car pt2] enhypen jake
warnings: riding, oral (m&f), facefuck, deepthroat, overstimulation, unprotected sex, fingering,
words: 2965
A/N: Not many people asked for a part two (only one person), but I think It's pretty obvious I was going to do it.
Anyways, hope you enjoy this!
Read part one here
A whole year. You let a whole year pass.
But there wasn't a day you didn't think about him. Jake.
You’d found him on Instagram not long ago, but were too scared to just pop off in his notifications as if nothing happened. But there were no other option,
Ney gave up on insisting you after a month, she knew you weren't ready. And you weren't sure if she still remembered to be honest. Sunghoon, the guy Ney met the same night you met Jake and now officially Ney’s boyfriend, told you he would follow him on a spare gaming account he had.
— There might be a chance he remembers me from that night. — He said as if you two were committing some kind of crime. But you appreciated the help.
Sunghoon and Jake weren’t friends when Ney and you met them. They just happened to bump against each other that night, spilling their drinks. Both bought each other a drink and an hour later they met you. They exchanged nothing but their names and ages, and a little bit of what they were alone at a club.
Jake was running away from his drunk friends and Sunghoon was supposed to meet someone, but she stood him up.
— And if he recognizes you? I don’t know a lot of people named Sunghoon. — You told him before you sent him Jake’s profile.
— Isn't that the point?
It still made you anxious to think what could happen. Did you seriously commit a crime and didn't know?
And the same day Sunghoon told you Jake followed him back, you almost deleted all your social media.
— Wait! That’s perfect. — Ney said.Of course she had an idea. — Follow Hoon’s profile and interact with him. That way Jake would find your profile and make the first move.
— Isn’t that… too high school? — You asked, causing her smile to disappear.
— Do you have a better idea that doesn’t include lamenting your mistakes for the rest of your life?
Good point.
And you couldn’t believe it worked.
It was past midnight when you were texting with Ney about a camp you did every year when she interrupted the conversation.
“Oh shit!!”
“Don’t you dare to cancel, Ney”
“No!
Jake sent Sunghoon a message!”
“What?”
“Yes”
“Are you sure it’s him?”
“Sunghoon showed me the message
It’s him!
“Perfect… Now what?”
She took a minute to answer, making you anxious.
“He’s inviting Sunghoon to play
??”
“So? “
“Wait”
You sat down on your bed, not being able to wait any longer.
“What happened?”
No answer. And sadly, you had to go to sleep without knowing, because she never answered.
The next morning, you were getting ready to work when Ney opened your door.
— Good morning! — She enthusiastically said as she walked to your kitchen.
You eyed-sided her. — You left me hanging the whole night.
— I know! I’m sorry. But you don’t have to wait for me to get updates, I have the whole story. So let’s go, I’ll tell you on our way.
Her car was being guarded by the security of your building. After thanking him, you two hopped up and drove away.
— Sunghoon made such a big deal and said he wasn’t going to answer immediately, he took his sweet 5 minutes to answer. — You rolled your eyes. — Then they talked a lot about gaming, I had to remind Sunghoon why he followed Jake in the first place.
— I mean, you should’ve let him… It would be weird if he immediately asked about me.
Ney smirked. — Jake mentioned you first. — You had to take a moment. — Sunghoon tried to smoothly take the conversation to that night, but Jake beat him.
— What did he say?
— Where do I start? — Ney stopped at a red light and looked at you. — He asked if he remembered you, to which Sunghoon said “Yeah, I’m currently dating her best friend” — Ney deepened her voice trying to imitate Sunghoon. — Then Jake realized how weird it was to suddenly talk about you, so he went back to “Let’s meet up to play” and sent him his address, but Sunghoon didn’t let me see it. He said until he knew Jake was “safe”, whatever that means. — Ney started to drive again, and waited for you to say anything, which you didn’t.
You stayed silent the whole way to your job. Ney didn’t talk about it either, she wanted to wait for you to process everything.
And even though you did this to yourself, and involved Sunghoon in it, you were regretting it.
Maybe lamenting your mistakes for the rest of your life was a better idea.
Sunghoon kept in contact with Jake, but since neither Ney nor you asked about it, he didn't say anything.
He also forgot to tell you that he invited Jake to the camp. He waited until the day of the camp to tell Ney so she could tell you. Sunghoon was too scared.
— I'm gonna snatch his balls! — You stood up from your bed and started to get dressed. Ney didn't know how you would react, but she wasn't exactly surprised by your current reaction.
— So you made him contact Jake for you to chicken out the first chance you get to see him?
You stopped your tracks and turned around. — I made him? He offered to do it and you didn't help either.
— Well, this is still your chance. — Ney made a face and crossed her arms.
— No, it's not, because I'm not going. — She already called you chicken, so fuck it. You grabbed the luggage you were going to take and took out everything.
— Are you serious? Since when do you act like this over a man?
You ignored her and grabbed your pajamas, hugging them tightly and walking to your bathroom.
— I'm gonna take a very long bath, enjoy your trip, Ney. — You heard her calling you, but didn't turn around.
After two door slams, you knew she was gone.
And you were serious about the very long bath, because every time the hot water got a little bit cold, you would open the stainer and let some water go to open the hot water.
You lost track of time, you felt too bad to even get out of the tub. A few strong knocks on your front door took you out of your trance. That couldn't be Ney.
You rolled your body on your towel and put on your bathrobe and ran to open the door, regretting it immediately.
— I accepted Sunghoon's invitation to that fucking camp because I knew you would be there, only for Ney to tell me you weren't coming. — Jake said out of breath. — I should be the one angry here, baby, why are you the one avoiding me? — But you couldn't answer, you didn't even know this was actually happening. — No answer? Really?
— Jake, I'm sorry…
Jake's eyes soften at your honest tone. — May I come in? — He asked, finally noticing your clothing, if one could call a towel and bathrobe clothing.
You let him in and closed the door. — Let me... Let me change, I won't take long. — You rushed to your room and put some proper clothes on. You dried your hair a little and finally walked out.
God, he was real.
He was looking around the kitchen, his smile when he looked at you made your heart melt.
— Sorry, can I offer you something? — You walked to you fridge and opened it, only for Jake to closed it and grab your hand, pulling you closer to him.
— An explanation.
You backed away from him, walking towards the living room where you sat down.
Jake followed you silently, — So? Do I get an explanation or not? — He said softly, as he turned to face you completely.
— Do you really want to hear it? — You replied coldly.
— Yeah, I think I deserve it. — You laughed sadly and leaned forward.
— Everything I wrote in that note is the explanation. I wasn't ready for whatever you were offering. I didn't even want it because a month before my boyfriend dumped me. I just needed the distraction. — You knew how bad that sounded, but it was the truth.
— I was the distraction. — Jake sat down beside you, this time keeping his distance from you.
— More like the sex was.
— Why didn't you leave your number or a way to contact you? — Jake tried to not get offended.
— Because I didn't want to keep in touch with you, I barely wanted to get out of bed. — You joked, but he didn't even react.
— And Sunghoon appearing on my instagram was totally totally a coincidence.
— He was just being a good friend, but I chicken out. — This time, Jake laughed.
Jake placed his hand over yours. — Not saying I wasn't upset, I was livid. But the more I read that note, the more I understood what you were going through. — You played with his fingers, too scared to look him in the eyes. — But you know what it means to me coming all the way to your place, so before I make any move, I want to know what's on your mind. — He got closer, waiting patiently for you to answer.
— I'm sorry for leaving like that, and for using you as a distraction, and for not being honest.
Jake's free hand went to your cheek. — And what does that mean?
Jake got closer to you, putting his forehead against yours, enjoying the way you closed your eyes.
— I wanted to contact you for a whole year, I promise, but was too scared you would block me or… — You stopped yourself when you saw his eyes, you were overthinking.
— Does that mean I can make a move? — Jake asked, waiting for your permission.
Instead, you were the one that kissed him, pushing slightly so you could straddle him. Your hands went to his neck while he held onto your waist, guiding your lips into his mouth. His tongue slid inside your mouth, tracing every part of your mouth as you moaned softly against his lips.
This seemed familiar.
You broke the kiss, needing air, but also needing another. And it came quickly enough, Jake pressing you closer against him. With your hands still on his neck, he wrapped his arms around you, lifting you off the ground. You wrapped your legs around him as his mouth found yours again. He began to walk towards the bedroom, kissing you harder as he reached the bed. Once there, you laid down on top of him, kissing his neck as you unbuttoned his shirt.
Jake pressed you back and started kissing your throat, causing you to lose concentration on the buttons, but by then it was already open. You continued unbuttoning until all the buttons were loose and you pulled it apart, throwing it aside as you attacked his skin with your lips and teeth. Jake groaned deeply as you bit lightly on his chest, moving lower to suck.
One of your hands slid down his stomach, playing with the belt around his jeans. Jake lifted his hips as you undid them, kissing his way down your body as you took off his pants and underwear. You rested between his legs, taking his dick in your hands as you stared right at his face. You felt him tense up slightly under your gaze and you licked his tip slowly.
Jake sucked in a breath as your lips touched his sensitive head. You moved your tongue in circles over his head as Jake placed his hand behind your head. He guided you down further as you opened your mouth wider, sucking him deep inside. You closed your lips around his cock as your throat worked to take him deeper.
As you made your way back up, Jake grabbed your hair, stopping you halfway. You watched him thrust inside your mouth as you closed your lips around him, sucking hard as he fucked your mouth. You could feel him growing harder in your mouth as you picked up speed, wanting him to cum soon. Finally he stopped, pulling out of your mouth.
Without warning, he rolled you underneath him, planting his lips on yours. Jake moved lower, biting and licking your chest until he reached your nipples. He took each one into his mouth, sucking them into his mouth. You ran your fingers through his hair as he trailed kisses downwards. You felt his breath warm your thighs as you waited for him to continue.
Slowly, he pulled your pants and underwear down, leaving wet kisses down your legs
You reached for him, wanting him to stop teasing you. He smiled at you before giving you what you wanted. Suddenly, Jake began devouring your pussy, running his tongue up and down your slit. You pushed his face deeper into you as you let out a gasp of pleasure. Jake growled against you as you moaned loudly.
He buried his face deeper inside your cunt, letting your juices drip down his chin. He slipped a finger inside your tight pussy as his tongue flickered your clit. You tightened around him as you dug your nails into his scalp. He added another finger as he increased his pace, licking and sucking your clit. You cried out his name as an orgasm hit you like a truck.
It shook through your body, forcing you to clench his fingers deep inside you. Jake lifted his face from between your legs, grinning at you.
Your breathing slowed down as you laid there, trying to catch your breath. Then suddenly, he moved higher up on the bed, positioning himself above you.
Jake bent down and captured your lips with his own, stealing your breath away. The feeling of his lips and tongue dancing against yours had your heart racing as you clung onto him.
He broke the kiss, looking into your eyes. Jake slid his thick cock inside you, both of you crying out at the same time. Jake gave you a few seconds to adjust to him as he began moving, filling you completely.
The sensation was intense, Jake seemed larger than normal as you felt yourself stretching to accommodate him. You clenched around him as you felt him stretch you further. Jake pushed his face against yours as he kissed you, slow strokes starting to build up a rhythm as he got deeper inside you. You curled your fingers into his shoulder blades as Jake moved faster.
You moaned louder with every thrust, arching your back as you tried to get more of him inside. Finally, Jake rolled over so that you were now lying on top of him. This position allowed him to fuck you harder as you rode him. You threw your head back as Jake bit down on your neck, gripping your ass tighter as he fucked you harder.
Every stroke brought you closer and closer to your breaking point as you gripped his shoulders harder. He wrapped his arms around you, holding you tightly against him as he filled you to the hilt.
— I'm going to cum!. — You whined, no longer able to keep quiet. Jake's response was to drive even deeper inside you, not slowing down or stopping. — Fuck! — You screamed out, clenching around him as you came violently. The sudden wave of pleasure had you grinding against him as Jake hammered you mercilessly. — Jake... I can't… — You managed to say before he grabbed your waist and flipped you onto your back again. Jake covered you once more, this time pounding into you even faster.
You were completely helpless, unable to move as he drove you mad with passion. His pace became rougher as he drove inside you relentlessly. The sound of flesh meeting flesh echoed around the room as your screams mixed with his animalistic grunts. You struggled against him as he slammed into you, wrapping your legs around him as you held onto his neck.
— Oh god! Oh god!--- You kept repeating as you came yet again.
The incredible intensity of your orgasms made you cry out his name as you ground against him. Jake lost it, pumping his cum deep inside you. A mixture of your juices and his seed coated the insides of your pussy as he continued to fill you with every last drop he had left. Eventually, Jake collapsed beside you, still panting heavily.
Your body finally caught up with you as well, laying limply next to him. For several minutes, neither of you said anything. All you heard was your ragged breathing echoing throughout the room. When you finally looked at him, you saw him smiling at you. Jake leaned forward, capturing your lips with his own.
Gently, he kissed you softly, nibbling at your bottom lip.
— Does this mean you don't hate me anymore? — You asked once he parted his lips from yours.
Jake laughed, really loud. — I never hated you, baby. — Jake pulled you closer and kissed you again. — Don't think I only came for this, though, I want to make things right this time.
— But I'm the one that fucked up. — You were confused at his kindness..
— Well... I do remember you said in your note you would make it up for me when we meet up again... unless this is what you meant.
You laughed and stood up. — Let's get cleaned up first and I'll see what I can do.
Jake watched you walk to the bathroom. — I think I have an idea. — He said before running behind you and carrying you to your tub, finding it in the same state you left it when Jake knocked the door.
— Shit. — You suddenly cursed. Jake, who was draining the tub, turned around. — We didn’t use a condom.
Cold sweat ran down Jake’s back. — Shit.
A/N2: there won't be part three, I tried to do a small bonus and only got a writer's block lol let's all agree that reader and Jake finally began their romantic relationship and lived happily ever after
Thank you for reading
[getaway car] enhypen jake
warnings: riding, oral (m&f), facefuck, deepthroat, cum swallowing, overstimulation, protected sex (as y'all should!)
words: 1342 (wth happened to the color yellow?)
A/N: first thing first, yes, this is inspired by the taylor swift song "getaway car", my friend went to the eras tour in Edinburgh and got it as a surprise song, she hasn't stopped talking about it since then, so naturally I listened to the song and immediately got obsessed with it, and I'm saying it as someone who only likes a few TS songs. This same friend helped me with the redaction of this fic since we all know how much I like to use the same five adjectives in all my fics lmao
anyways, hope y'all enjoy this as much as I did, it might be one of my favorite fics I've ever written.
remember, don't like it don't read it, that's why the warnings are before the cut
You knew this was wrong. You ended a 3 year relationship just last month. But this guy’s lips on your neck felt like heaven. The sudden bites and sucks he was giving sent shivers all over your body. You weren’t a fan of marks, but you let him have his way. It was like you needed him to.
— Do you want to take this somewhere private? — How did he manage to whisper if the music was really loud?
You smirked. Yes. You wanted him.
— Let me tell my friend I’m leaving. Be right back. — You gave him a kiss on his cheek and rushed to your friend’s table. She was also busy. — Ney! I’m sorry! — You had to push his date to make them stop.
— Already got bored of him? — She asked, drinking her glass, realizing it was only melted ice. Your relationship with Heeseung wasn’t of her liking, so the moment your impulsive thought won and told her you wanted to club, she dragged you to the mall and bought you the navy blue dress you were wearing.
— Quite the opposite. I’m leaving! — Ney was surprised, she thought it was going to be just a little make out.
— Do you have your location on?
You grabbed your phone from the table and showed her. — Always! I’ll call you, have fun!
Once you two were out, you took a deep breath. You didn’t drink much, but it was enough to feel dizzy.
— Are you ok? — He asked, rubbing his hand on your back.
— Just the change of air. — You smiled. He murmured something and took off his jacket, placing it over your shoulder.
He opened the door of his truck for you and even helped you with the seatbelt. Taking advantage of the closeness to grab you by your face and kiss you. — Sorry, I had to do it. Couldn’t resist anymore.
— Don’t apologize. — This time you kissed him, playing with his tongue.
Against his own head, he pulled away and ran to the driver seat.
— Is it ok if we go to a hotel? Pretty sure my roommate has someone over. — He took his phone out of his jeans and looked at you. You shook your head and started at him driving and finding a hotel.
You just heard him say “Perfect” before looking at you.
— I’m Jake, by the way. — You chuckled and told him your name, not being able to resist your urges and grabbed his free hand and played with his fingers. — It’s the first time a girl does that.
—You have pretty hands, even prettier than mine. — You compared the back of his hand with yours before continuing to rub his skin.
Jake would pull his hand away from time to time, but immediately would grab your hand after.
A little darkness covered the car. You made it to the hotel. After being helped by Jake to get out, you walked hand in hand to the reception as the ballet parking left with Jake’s car.
— Good evening. Room for Jake Sim. — You bit your lower lip at his voice tone. The receptionist smiled and gave him two cards.
The room was nice. More than that. How did he book a room like this with so little anticipation?
— You like it? — Jake was behind you, just like you two were at the club. — I have to order condoms, though, wasn’t planning to have sex tonight.
You laughed and nodded. — I’ll use the bathroom while you do that.
You took a deep breath once you locked the door behind you. Were you really going to do this? Yes, definitely. You still could feel his hands burning on your skin.
When you got out of the bathroom, he was sitting on the couch, typing on his phone. He turned his face toward you when you closed the door.
— Hey, I know why are we here, but are you hungry? I can call room service. — Jake asked, following you with his eyes. As soon as you were in front of him, you straddled him.
Jake left his phone to the side and placed his hands on your waist. After looking at each other’s eyes, you finally lowered your face and kissed him, grabbing his hands and lowering them to your butt.
He had to take a very deep breath when he felt the edge of your dress in the palm of his hands. Would it be too fast if he lifted it a little so he could feel you?
But it was like you read his mind. As the kiss deepened, you started to move your hips over his, causing your dress to lift up, and with Jake’s help, you were grinding on his boner.
— Let's take this to the bed, love, we'll be more comfortable. — Jake's strength made you clench. He carried you with one arm like it was nothing and took you to the bedroom.
The bed was so soft, you loved the idea of about to be fucked in a bed as soft as this one.
Jake held your legs spread and pulled your thong down, letting it fall to the ground.
You held yourself up with your elbows as you saw him get on his knees and kiss your inner thighs. He was teasing you, going from one leg to the other, ignoring your wet pussy.
You weren't going to protest though, you liked it. But the loud moan you let out when he gave a hard suck on your clit wouldn't have been prevented. Not even if you tried.
His tongue was skilled, feeling jealous of all the girls that have experienced it before you.
There were times you tried to keep eye contact with him, but due to the pleasure he was giving you, it was impossible to not close your eyes and throw your head back.
Jake started to lick your pussy with a fervor that you had never experienced before. His tongue moved in circles around your clit, sending waves of pleasure through your body. You moaned softly, fingers tangling in his hair as you pulled him closer to your cunt.
As he continued to lick and suck on your clit, you felt your orgasm building. Your breath came in short gasps, and you arched your back, pressing yourself harder against his mouth. Suddenly, the pleasure became too much to bear, and you cried out as your orgasm washed over you.
He continued to lick you gently, drawing out your orgasm until you were left panting and breathless.
You bit your lip, feeling a surge of desire course through you. — Can I suck your cock?
Jake's eyes widened with surprise, but he didn't hesitate. He nodded, his breath coming in short gasps. Jake stood up and opened his jeans, letting you pull them down with his boxers.
You reached the base of Jake's cock, your fingers gently caressing the sensitive skin. You felt his cock twitching in anticipation, and you knew that he was just as eager as you were.
You wrapped your fingers around the base of his cock, grip was firm but gentle.
You looked up at Jake, eyes meeting him. He was watching you with a look of pure desire, his eyes dark with need.
Jake groaned, his body tensing as you began to stroke his cock.
You lowered your head, your lips parting as you took the head of Jake's cock into your mouth.
You tasted his salty precum, and you moaned softly as you swirl your tongue around the sensitive head.
Jake groaned, his fingers tangling in your hair as he guided your head down further. You took him deeper into your mouth, your lips sliding down his shaft as you began to suck him off. You could feel his cock swelling in your mouth, growing harder and thicker.
Jake's grip on your hair tightened as he thrust his hips upward, pushing his cock deeper into your mouth.
You moaned around his shaft, your fingers digging into his thighs as you tried to steady yourself. You could feel his cock twitching, growing even harder.
You could hear Jake's breath coming in short gasps, his body tensing with every stroke of your tongue. You knew that he was close to his release, and you wanted to make him feel as good as he had made you feel.
Jake's body began to shudder, his cock throbbing in your mouth as he neared his release.
You felt his precum dripping down your throat, and you swallowed eagerly, wanting to taste every drop of him. His fingers tightened in your hair, pulling you closer as he thrust his hips upward, his cock hitting the back of your throat.
You gagged slightly, but Jake didn't let up, his desire taking over as he fucked your mouth with recklessly. You could feel your own arousal building again, pussy throbbing with need.
— I'm gonna cum in your mouth again, love, but this time don't swallow it. Keep it in your mouth. — Jake said as he kept thrusting his cock into your mouth. You could feel his cock swelling even more as he spoke.
You nodded, your eyes locked on his, and you felt a thrill of excitement.
You felt his cock throbbing, the veins bulging as he chased his second release.
Suddenly, Jake's body tensed, his fingers tightening in your hair as he thrust his hips upward one last time. You felt his hot cum shooting into your mouth, filling it.
And you did as he told you; you kept his cum in your mouth, letting his cock go carefully to not drop anything.
Jake lifted your face with his thumb. — Open. — You opened your mouth and showed him the white liquid in your mouth. — You look so hot like this, love, but I want to see you swallow it, you didn't let me the first time.
Not even a second after you swallowed his cum, Jake lowered himself and kissed you, tasting himself in your tongue.
You felt dizzy after he pulled himself away, and you got confused when you heard him grab the condoms from the drawer.
— You took your sweet time in the bathroom. — He explained, taking off his jacket and shirt.
When he was kicking his jeans off, he stopped you from removing your dress.
— I really want to see your body, but you look too hot in that dress to not take advantage of that. — You loved honesty, and even boosted your ego.
Jake laid down in the bed and handed you the condoms.
You took out one of the condoms and rolled it down Jake's cock, feeling his thickness through the thin latex. You stroked him a few times, your hand gliding up and down his shaft as you felt him grow even harder.
You positioned yourself over him, your legs straddling his hips as you lowered your body onto his.
You felt him enter you, his cock stretching you open as he filled you up. You gasped, your body shuddering with pleasure as you took him in.
You began to move, your hips rocking back and forth.
Jake's hands gripped your hips tightly as you rode him, his fingers digging into your skin as he guided your movements. You felt his cock throbbing inside you, his shaft rubbing against your sensitive walls as you moved up and down.
You leaned forward, your hands braced on his chest as you kissed him deeply. Your tongues danced together, breaths mingling as you lost yourselves in the moment. Jake's cock was twitching inside you, his desire building as you continued.
You broke the kiss, your breath coming in short gasps as you looked down at him.
Jake's hands moved to your breasts, his fingers teasing your nipples over your dress.
Your orgasm started to build up, your body tensing as you threw your head back, your hair cascading down as you let out a low moan.
— I'm gonna cum. — You gasped, your voice barely audible as you felt my orgasm wash over you. Your body shook and pussy clenched around Jake's cock as you came.
As you rode your orgasm, Jake's hands tightened around your breasts, he watched you come undone.
His cock still throbbing inside you, your pussy clenching around him as you milked every last drop of pleasure from your release.
You slowly opened your eyes, your gaze locking onto Jake's. His eyes were burning with desire, his pupils dilated as he gazed up at you. There was tension in his body, his muscles coiled and ready to spring into action.
Without warning, Jake's hands gripped your hips tightly, his fingers digging as he pushed you down onto the bed.
You gasped, your body shivering with pleasure as he positioned himself over you. You could feel his cock pressing against your entrance, his thickness filling you up as he thrust into you.
You cried out, your body arching off the bed as Jake rammed into you. He didn't give you a chance to recover from your orgasm, his desire taking over as he fucked you hard and fast. Even making the bed squeak under you two.
Jake's cock pulsed inside you, his thrusts growing more frantic as he chased his own release.
His sweaty chest pressing against yours, his hot breath whispering in your ear as he whispered dirty nothings. Your body responded eagerly, your pussy clenching around his cock as you felt another orgasm building.
You wrapped my legs around his waist, your heels digging into his back as you pulled him deeper into you. Jake groaned, his eyes rolling back in his head as he felt you tighten around him.
As Jake's body tensed, his cock throbbing inside you.
His face was buried in the crook of your neck. You held him close, your arms wrapped tightly around his neck, your fingers tangled in his hair as you felt his release building.
Suddenly, Jake's body tensed, his cock pulsing inside you as he came. You could feel his cum filling the condom, his shaft throbbing as he emptied himself into the condom.
As Jake's hips slowed, his thrusts becoming gentle as he rode out his orgasm, you felt his body relaxing, his weight pressing down on you.
His face was still buried in the crook of your neck, his hot breath tingling against your skin as he panted, trying to catch his breath.
Slowly, Jake pulled out, causing the both of you to sigh. He laid down beside you for a few seconds before he removed the condoms and went to the bathroom.
You practically kicked out the dress of your body as you felt hot and sticky.
Jake got out of the bathroom and sat down on the side of the bed you were in. — Do you want to take a bath? I'll order something to eat so the bathroom is all yours.
And even though in the back of your head you knew it wasn't a good idea, you nodded.
Jake smiled softly and kissed you. But not a kiss that tells you he wanted to keep fucking. It was just a sweet kiss.
After getting out of the bathroom, you were wearing one of the bathrobes you found hanged. The bed had two silver plates with pizza and french fries, but your clothes were nowhere to be seen.
— Jake? — You tried to not panic as you walked out of the room and found Jake receiving two paper bags from a hotel staff.
— Your clothes will be here in the morning, sir. — The guy said to Jake. — Is there anything else I can do?
— Not for the moment. Thanks. — The guy left after receiving a tip from Jake.
— I sent your dress to the dry cleaners, but I got you clean clothes in case you don't want to leave wearing a dress. — Jake handed you one of the paper bags, which you received hesitantly.
— Isn't it too much? — You asked him, afraid to offend him and his kindness.
— I just thought you preferred… your dress was wrinkled. Fuck… Am I being invasive?
— No! Not at all. It's just that you paid for the hotel, the food and now clothes. This isn't something I would've expected for… this. — It seemed like none of you pictured the same.
— What is this? For you, I mean. — Jake walked towards you, leaving his paper bag on the couch in the way. God, he still had some sort of scent that drove you crazy.
But you couldn't answer, looking at the whole picture, it was obvious he didn't have the same idea as you after meeting at a club.
— How about we eat something? I'm starting to feel dizzy. — You grabbed his hand and pulled him to the room.
The food was already cold, but both of you were too lazy to go to the kitchen and warm the food.
After eating, you were planning on leaving, no matter if it was late, but you were too tired after everything.
And if it wasn't because of your bladder you would've continued sleeping, but you had to run to the bathroom, finding your phone on the floor.
You checked the time. 8:32 in the morning.
When you walked in the room, Jake was sleeping so tight it made you feel like shit for grabbing the paper bag he gave you last night. You locked yourself in the bathroom and dressed up quickly.
After getting out of the bathroom again, you grabbed your heels and rushed out of the room, until you found Jake's phone on the couch right beside his paper bag.
You weren't going to leave him your number, but you didn't want to lose contact, but you weren't ready for whatever he was low-key offering you.
And just like any other hotel, there was a small notebook and a pen on the table. It was your only way to say goodbye without making it difficult… for you.
“You gave me a night I'll never forget, but sadly it happened when I'm not in the correct state of mind. Don't think I'm not thankful for everything you've done for me, but think about the place where you first met me.
I hope we can meet again, I promise I'll make up for it”.
You rushed out of the hotel room, walking confidently to the elevator. You even smiled at the receptionist when you were making your way out of the hotel and hopped in one of the taxis.
When Jake woke up he didn't want to think anything bad when you weren't on his side. Or when he saw the pajama you wore and the paper bag in the bathroom. But then he found the note.
He swore he could hear your voice redacting it. It stinged as he read it over and over and over and over again.
part two
[secret] enhypen jay
warnings: alcohol consumption, dry humping
words: 1499
You weren’t fond of Jay, and he knew it. That’s why every time he was at your place to be with your brother, he would be extra loud, edging you to go to your brother’s room to tell them to shut the fuck. You could see Jay’s smirk before slamming the door closed every time you did it. He was unbearable.
There was this time you had friends over, you brother swore he was spending the night with Jay, but when you went to get more snacks, you found Jay AND you brother eating them. “We can get more” Jay shrugged, as if it wasn’t the middle of the night and there was no store open.
Tonight, your brother threw a party for one of his friends you didn’t know. You were still invited, he assured you. And since you didn’t want to be at a place filled with strangers, you called Ryujin. You weren’t counting on her not being able to make it to the party last minute.
Everyone was in the backyard while you were sitting on the kitchen floor drinking straight from a bottle of tequila while scrolling down your phone.
— Having fun? — You heard a voice, raising your head and finding Jay at the kitchen door.
— Isn’t it obvious? — You said, lifting the bottle to show him. You weren’t exactly drunk, but you weren’t sober either.
— Your brother was wondering where you were.
— And couldn’t he look for me instead?
— I was also wondering. — You nodded uninterested. — You’ll have a horrible headache tomorrow, give me that. — He crouched down and tried to snatch the bottle from your hand.
— Piss off, Jay, I’m an adult and I know how to take care of myself. — He tried again, only causing his knees to crack, making you laugh. — Damn, someone’s getting old.
— I’m not much older than you. — He gave up and sat down beside you. — Can I at least get some? — You glared at him. — I promise I’ll give it back.
You rolled your eyes and handed him the bottle. A bunch of screams from outside startled you. — It’s not close to finishing, is it?
Jay chuckled. — It’s only midnight, sweetheart, it’s far from finished.
— Then I think I’ll need more alcohol to sleep tight. — You stood up, or tried to.
Your head was spinning after falling, you weren’t able to even open your eyes without getting dizzy.
— Are you ok? — His voice was too close.
You turned your head slowly. You fell over him. — Shit, I’m sorry.
You tried to get up again, but Jay stopped you. — You’re gonna fall again, it’s ok.
His arm pulled you to his folded leg so you could lean back on it. You weren’t sure if that was comfortable for him.
— Have you felt so sleepy you couldn’t fall asleep? — You didn’t let him finish. — I’m feeling that. It’s horrible.
— I’m sure it’s just the alcohol. Do you want water?
— That includes you getting up, and I’m really comfortable to move. — You placed your arm over his, blindly playing with the few bracelets he had.
— Not bad for your brother’s annoying friend, uh?
You rolled your eyes again. — I still can’t stand you, Park. And I know you’ll use this against me, but I can always blame the alcohol.
— You don’t sound like someone that just sank down a bottle of tequila, though. — He lifted his brow.
You chuckled, looking at him. — If I was sober, would I do this?
You didn’t give Jay time to process what you just said. You just grabbed his face and kissed him.
And no, you weren’t drunk, but you were dying to do this for so long, it made you dislike him even more.
You pulled away, smiling without showing teeth. — Would I?
— I mean, I wouldn’t have a problem if you would. — His words didn’t surprise you, he made those comments when your brother wasn’t close. — You can do it again if you want. — Jay squeezed a little the skin of your torso, expecting.
You chuckled. — I think it’s time for me to go to bed. — You whispered, still not pulling fully away from him. — Before I do something more than kissing.
— Would that be too bad? — Jay stared at your lips before your eyes.
You thought about it for a second, but that second felt a little too long for Jay, so before you could reject him, he grabbed your face and kissed you.
It surprised you, to say the least. Yet, you kissed him back.
Making out with Jay on the kitchen floor wasn’t something you planned for tonight, but you had to admit you didn’t dislike it.
His breathing started to get heavier and his hand kept pulling you to his lap, that’s where you stopped.
— Someone can walk in… — You said, placing a hand on his chest so he couldn’t keep kissing you.
— Do you want to stop?
Why did you dislike him to begin with?
— My room, with luck my brother won’t go looking for you.
Jay helped you stand up. Both speeded up your pace so no one could notice you went in the same direction.
Once you were in your room, you made sure to lock the door behind you.
Jay pushed you against the wall and kissed you. He slightly humped you, making your hands coming to life to pull him by jeans. It was his turn to stop.
— You’re still drunk. — He whispered over your lips.
— I’m not, I promise. — Jay kissed your neck, earning a sigh from you. — If you are doing this only to tease me tomorrow or as a joke I’m going to kill you.
— As much as I would like to tease you about this for the rest of your life, I also want this, but I want you to be fully in your senses.
You threw your head back, frustrated. You thought this was over, but Jay grabbed your right leg, rounding his hip with it. You understood immediately, holding from his shoulders.
— Do you promise you’re going to fuck me soon?
Jay almost laughed out loud at your comment. — Be a good girl for me and stay quiet and we'll see. — He moved his hands to your butt, helping you to meet his thrusts. You bit down your lower lip and closed your eyes.
You wanted him so badly to undress you, but dry humping him right now felt like you were in a wet dream.
— Does that feel good? — Jay whispered, trying to not lose himself.
— My leg… — You whined, feeling a cramp close to your hip bone.You couldn't finish your sentence, he was already carrying you fully and continuing with his thrusts.
— Better? — He asked, brushing his lips over yours.
— Fuck, Jay… — You moaned a little too loud.
— I told you to stay quiet. — He moved his head back when he felt like you were going to kiss him. You whined and dug your nails into the skin of his neck as a protest, making him groan out of pain.
His hips started to thrust harder and faster, this time you hid your head against his neck to help the noises you were making as you hit your orgasm.
Jay rubbed your back as he also tried to calm his breathing. — I'm going to put you down ok? — He still held you from your waist to make sure you wouldn't fall.
— Why didn't you let me kiss you? — You were visibly blushed and with a thin sheet of sweat on your face, but that didn't stop you from sulking.
Jay smiled and caressed your cheek. He placed his lips softly on yours, letting you be the one to deepen the kiss by pulling him by his neck.
The morning after, you woke up as if all the events from the previous night hit you on the head. You went to the kitchen for some water and found your brother and Jay already having breakfast.
— I almost sent Jay to check if you were alive. — Your brother joked, standing up from his seat to get you aspirins and water.
— Why would you send Jay? You don’t care about your little sister? — You sat down in his place, squinting your eyes since the light bothered you.
Your brother didn’t answer, he just handed you a glass of water and two pills. You looked at Jay, but he was as confused as you.
Your brother waited for you to swallow the medicines before throwing the bomb. — Because someone was looking for Jay last night and they found him kissing my little sister exactly right there — He pointed at the corner you both were last night. — they were so nice to tell me, even though they were confused as they didn’t know you two were dating.
Both Jay and you froze, you even stopped breathing.
— Just don’t do it while I’m home. Tell me to fuck off or something.
Your brother left the room, leaving you two speechless.