Summary — A pair of eyes with a lingering gaze; a pair of lips that smile even if momentarily. The sharing of subtle niceties soon turn to the sharing of body heat — even if the area is off limits.
The resounding bass of multiple speakers that shake the ground around you — that familiar and welcome setting of a local nightclub and a potential promise of what may be.
Or what may not.
Whatever that may be.
With familiar faces and false greetings; with “Oh, my, hasn’t it been soo long?,” as girls chirp to others they so barely even looked at years ago. With genuine encounters and knowing glances from strangers who hope that liquid courage will get them to intertwine later in the night.
With familiar faces and false greetings; with “Oh, my, hasn’t it been soo long?,” as girls chirp to others they so barely even looked at years ago. With genuine encounters and knowing glances from strangers who hope that liquid courage will get them to intertwine later in the night.
With familiar faces and false greetings; with “Oh, my, hasn’t it been soo long?,” as girls chirp to others they so barely even looked at years ago. With genuine encounters and knowing glances from strangers who hope that liquid courage will get them to intertwine later in the night.
It’s familiarity, even if the setting is a little dingy to some. Contrary to popular belief, the club is well looked after — being a building of only a few years, so the decor is new and modern and the strobe lights are as bright and as hopeful as the people who are in the place.
A bar which resides your friends ordering their standard drinks for the night, clutching onto little plastic straws that will probably be knocked out their drinks by a passing strangers’ elbow — it’s all so ‘cool.’
It tastes cool, too, when the ice kisses your lips as you drink down the harshness of a not-so-mixed beverage. Vodka has always burned the backs of throats. Now is nothing different.
But it’s familiarity, even if it’s dingy to some.
The passing of some hours, music all blurred into one familiar sound that can’t quite be placed, but it’ll always be somehow recognisable — there’s your friends — only some small distance away, enraptured by a group of young boys who, might you argue, are far too attractive and pretty to be dancing in their quintet without the necessary attention. Luckily, your friends now suffice.
A stranger whose face is distorted slightly by the flashing lights bouncing around the room — nose bridge high from what you can see and a look that silently begs: ‘Come here.’
It’s your turn to join them.
It’s enticing; a strange charm that lures you in without much of a second question from yourself. Your body moves on it’s own, a rhythm not yet practiced but it somehow seems easy once you’re face to face.
And still, no words are shared, nothing but the simple wrapping of his hands around your waist and the affirming curl of your lips into a smile to really communicate that this is okay, this is fine.
It feels as though the music gets louder, and it drowns out the thoughts that swim through your mind. All you can make out is the feeling of this boy’s hips against your backside and the tingling feeling in your stomach.
Hot breath close to your ear, you swear his voice is the only sound that exists right now — such a distinct accent so varying from your own, and such a basic utterance to introduce it, “Pretty girl, what’s your name?,”
Why does the sound fall so softly? You feel as though you respond quietly, voice barely audible, yet he repeats your name in your ear and you shudder without even a moments hesitance.
“Pretty. Call me Kai.”
Kai.
Kai.
You’re not from around here, Kai, yet you feel so welcoming. You feel so good and warm.
Your hips continue in that same rhythm, and a single hand of his moves from your hip to your jawline, a small pressure to move your head and meet your eyes with his to the best of your abilities.
Has your autonomy been relieved from you?
As you lean into his touch, as your lips collide and it’s a little bit messy because the angle isn’t great — it’s slightly off, even. It still feels good though, as you feel Kai’s hips press further into you. He’s hard now. And you’re needy.
Still, neither of you push to move from this position. A perfectly content pair who are more than happy to grind their hot bodies over one another as countless beats play.
He turns you around to face him. With arms around his neck now, you feel the warmth of his skin on your own. His teeth glow from the neon strobe lights. Enticing.
His breath is even warmer than his touch — or maybe it’s the piles of bodies around you which sway and jive to the music in the same way that radiate such heat. A sea of people. Are you the only ones that are drowning?
You’d argue against it, as you notice many others just like yourself who are falling and surrendering to this feeling of lust.
You barely know him.
So?
“I’m not from around here,” he’s close again to your ear. Warm.
“Then what are you doing?,” you grin as you reciprocate the action in which you remove space, lips teasing as the shell of Kai’s ear. You hope your breath near his neck is enough to make him harder still.
He looks at you, eyes with enlarged pupils — whether it be the darkness of the room and the need for light, or the hormones swimming so freely through him that they simply cannot be contained.
“Student. Biomed,”
“Smart boy,” your hands trail up his abdomen, and he tenses under the touch, “Pretty boy.”
He shudders. What a nice thing to say.
He’s so hard now. Can you help him out? Can he help you?
“Drink?”
No. Not yet.
“Sure.”
Following him to the bar, with his hand in yours and his figure leading the way, there’s a familiarity in Kai, you find. A friendly face with an open smile, he seems not to be someone with ulterior motives.
Really.
The vodka doesn’t burn your throat anymore. It trickles down warmly, and makes you glow with heat. Liquid courage is in tact.
Now.
Maybe you’re the one with something else in mind.
“Kai,” you delicately dance your fingers on the bare skin of his forearm, and his eyes never leave your hand, “Shall we go somewhere else?,”
The implications. The explicit meaning. Kai’s heart drums loudly in his chest.
“Sure.”
One quick text to a friend, and you’re the one pulling Kai along this time, down dark corridors where his back hits the wall next to ‘staff only’ signs and then your lips crash into his — a motion filled with need, want, desire. Be it the alcohol amplifying your emotions, or simply something carnal.
Whatever it may be.
It drives you both, hands gliding over expanses of skin — but the fabric of clothing is in the way. You want to make this quick, but also take it slow. ‘I hope nobody comes down here soon,’ is the only thought running through your minds.
That, and the need for one another.
Detaching from Kai’s lips, you sink down to your knees, lifting his shirt as you go. Slender, toned skin feels warm under your touch. Your eyes search his in the dimly lit corridor for a sign that this isn’t what he wants.
But instead, he encourages you, a sweet smile and the hum of, “You can keep going,” as you palm over his erection.
Unbuckling the belt of his jeans and shimmying them down just enough to free himself, you waste no time in giving him attention. A few weak strokes to his base, followed by sweet, soft kisses to his tip, and Kai is humming out in neediness. The sound is almost barely heard as the bass from the dance floor only moments away vibrates and shakes the walls.
Kai thinks you feel heavenly around him, with your lips working a steady rhythm and your throat accommodating him well. You’re good at this. Keep going.
His hand, at first, finds purchase softly on your hair, but it’s not long before his brows are furrowing and his mouth is agape — fingers clutching so tightly now that your follicles burn. Welcoming the pain seems easy, when you look up and take in his expression. Insatiable.
Kai can’t hear you hum as you take him, well, because the music is still so loud, but he sure can feel it. It feels like the vibration never stops. It feels like time does, though.
“You’re so—,” he begins, “So good.” Resting his head against the wall, you get the perfect view of his adam’s apple in his throat as he swallows.
With both hands resting on his pelvis now, you let him play out the rhythm, only pushing back slowly when you feel like it’s too much. The risk, the thought of being caught — it’s something burning the desire even hotter.
It’s not too long before there’s a quivering in Kai’s thighs, like he’s close.
But then he stops.
It’s all so quick — how he pulls you back up and attaches his lips to your own — a complete disregard for what you were doing only moments ago. That doesn’t matter; he doesn’t care about that. More than that, he basks in the taste of himself on you. The way it’s a little bit salty; the way your lips are puffy with blood flow and wet from saliva. Wow.
Kai presses his forehead against yours, breathlessness in his tone, “Turn around. Now. Please.”
You listen to him. The wall feels a little cold, as your palms press flatly into it and your cheek slowly collides. Then comes the feeling of Kai pushing your dress up, dancing his hand carefully up the small of your back.
You can feel how he presses against you, bare. He’s still hard. Then comes the feeling of his breath against your ear once more.
“Can we do this? Please,”
“Yeah. Take your time.” You grin as he delivers a soft kiss to your shoulder, before pulling your underwear to the side and pushing inside.
As he sinks into you, he sighs — no, he moans. It’s genuine, a little loud, and resembles a hiss. Suppose it be that he is sensitive, though. He ruined one orgasm already.
“So warm.” He muses once his hips are against you. You hum in response, but you don’t realise he probably can’t hear it.
Dragging himself out slowly, he keeps his hands around your hips for leverage. They’re so big. And you feel so full. This is amazing.
It’s so warm in here. Is it? Or is it the alcohol?
It’s not really something you have time to put your mind to, as Kai sets a pace now that has you whining breathlessly for him.
His hips push into you with enough force to press your lower half to the wall. It hurts a little, of course, because it makes your body arch even more, but it just feels so good. Kai feels so deep.
Head dropping between your shoulders, you reach back for one of Kai’s arms, bringing his hand slowly around your neck. He knows what you want now, and he gives it to you, fingers tightening slowly. He has to stop himself from cumming too soon when he sees the wide grin that spreads on your face.
“W-what do we do if someone comes?,” you manage out, eyes looking into the boy’s own from the way he has you arching, body hardly against the wall anymore.
“We let them watch, don’t we?”
And God, he wants to speak like that again just to see your eyes roll back one more time. Pretty.
Kai quickens his hips when you do your best to moan out loudly for him — such a lovely little sound, enough to be heard over the vibrating bass.
Kai quickens his hips when you clamp down on him, because he wants you so desperately to make him cum. He wants to feel you like that around him; he knows he can’t last much longer.
But then he stops, and he pulls away.
He turns you around, winding you a little in the process, but you’re both too needy to care.
“I hope you have good balance.” he smirks, gesturing to your heels as he lifts and hooks one leg over his arm, your back resting against the wall.
Then he pushes in again. Then there’s that familiar feeling of being so full of him. Again.
Your hands cling to the t-shirt on his shoulders, wishing you could so eagerly tug it from his body. But right now isn’t the place. This is supposed to be quick.
“Kai,”
He pushes into you harder, and you groan in unison.
“Kai,”
His lips are on your neck. Why is it so hot now?
“Kai!,” Your knuckles clench against the fabric of his shirt. You’re crying out, breathlessly, as you stiffen and let your orgasm consume you.
It came out of nowhere.
A few weak strokes from Kai, and he’s spilling inside you. He can’t help it; he can’t control it. It feels like it’s never ending. It feels so good. Wow.
All it took was for you both to see the lewd expressions staining your faces. It was enough.
“Fuckkkk,” He groans out into the skin of your neck. He stays like that for a little while, “I’m sorry about that,”
He pulls out, tucking himself back into his pants as quickly as possible, and he helps you rearrange your dress that’s ridden so far up your waist now, “I’m really sorry, I didn’t mean to cum ins—,”
You capture him in a kiss before he can really say much else.
“I don’t mind. Don’t worry about it, okay?,” Kai visibly relaxes.
He didn’t mean it, but the thought of you having to keep his cum inside you is something that could make him hard again. If he doesn’t shake the thought off soon, it may well happen.
You’re giggling with one another as you kiss again — keep kissing. It’s silly and lighthearted now, and a little dingy to some, but you both don’t mind.
For some, it’s not so bad.
It’s familiarity, in a sense.
Kai gives you a look. It’s knowing — a kind of ‘Hey, we’ve overstayed our welcome, don’t you think?’ as his lips curl up into a smile and he looks around at the signs that detail so clearly — you are not welcome here.
Wanting to successfully leave without being caught, you’re about to turn and walk with him from the corridor, but the look he gives just keeps etching itself further into your mind. The implications. So you halt.
“Shall we call a cab?,”
Ah, so you caught on well.
“My place or yours?,”
“Well,” you ponder briefly, “I don’t really want to run into your flat mates,”
“Oh,” Kai laughs, a genuine laugh like you’ve just told him a joke, “I wouldn’t worry about that. Seems like they’re busy with your friends,”
The thought of another four men dancing around your friends — people whom you suspected be too exuberant for places like this — drifts into your mind as clear as day. Makes sense. Kai awaits your response.
His heart is beating rapidly. He doesn’t think he’s done with you yet.
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Huening Kai × Afab reader , unedited , poorly written , Huekai is a huge jerk.
6k words.
It's nearly midnight and I'll probably delete this again in the morning bc it sucks 🤷♀️
Tagging : @fallinforgyu
Hatred, it's an emotion not many people truly experience. Similar to dislike or disgust, of which it's often mistaken for. And you, you were one of the people lucky enough to experience hatred.
"You don't hate him," your parents would scold you when you were younger "you may dislike him, but not hate.. it's impossible to hate someone,"
But they were wrong, the feelings you harboured for him were stronger than that of enmity, you'd even go as far as to say, stronger than hate. He was the bane of your entire existence. He had been for as long as you'd known each other.
At the age of seven, his family moved to the house across the street. Which wasn't a problem in itself, but once both your parents and his decided it'd be the smart choice to force you to play together, then it became a problem.
He never wanted to play the games you wanted too, it was always his games. Pirates and princesses (in which you'd be tied to a tree for an hour whilst he "fought" off other pirates), cops and robbers (in which he'd catch you immediately and lock you in "jail" for 20 minutes) and of course, explorers (which involved you getting eaten to death in every situation possible, lions, snakes, sharks. You named it, you'd been eaten by it).
At the age ten, he couldn't help but search through your room whilst you helped your parents clean up, by the time you got back, all your toys were mutilated beyond repair, each doll you owned had been missing limbs, each stuffed animal torn open, pages from your diary had been removed and your mirror had been smashed into one million pieces.
At thirteen, he learnt of your crush on Kang Taehyun, his best friend. By the end of the week, you'd been publicly humiliated when Taehyun told you he had no interest in ever being with you in front of the whole class, much to the delight of other.
At fifteen, he managed to destroy any slither of confidence you had left.
"Didn't you hear y/n? No one is planning on asking you to the school dance, they don't want to be seen with someone like you,"
"Like me?"
"You know? Ugly?"
At seventeen, he crashed your birthday party and ruined your chances to finally make a name for yourself by telling the entirety of the party goers that you, a seventeen year old, still hadn't had your first kiss. Obviously, it wasn't a big deal but at the time, it felt like your world was over.
It was safe to say you hated Huening Kai, and it was warranted. He made your entire childhood hell, and still strived to destroy you during your adult years.
—
Now, at twenty, you'd finally made a name for yourself. A name that Kai, the devil himself couldn't dictate. You'd graduated top of your class (beating out Huening Kai), had been scouted by one of the most prestigious Universities in the area, found yourself a great apartment just outside the city and finally had an amazing group of friends. You were finally on top of your own life, which is why, when you heard that your father had fallen ill, you felt your entire world begin to crack again.
Suddenly, you moved out of your apartment and back home to look after your father. You were juggling the constant stress of university as well as the looming feeling of your father's degrading health and it was getting a lot. The only plus side? Huening Kai wasn't around, he'd moved to another city the second he got the chance, leaving his family, friends and you behind. Not that you were one to complain about his absence.
It was also within this time that Taehyun, who you weren't too close to growing up (due to the fact he crushed your heart), became close, always insisting on coming over to help out with your father. He'd explained when you first moved back, that he felt terrible for the way he treated you and wanted to make it up to you because you really didn't seem as bad as Kai had made you out to be.
It was insane to think that someone as evil as Huening Kai could have had such a sweet person as their best friend, but alas, it was true.
"Do you need any help cleaning up?" Your dad asked softly, watching as you began to stack dishes next to the sink, in order to clean later, your father had decided that you should host a party, so you could meet up with your friends. He maintained that the key to his health was to see you have fun.
"No dad, I'll be fine, just rest, okay? Taehyun will be over in about a half hour to help out, then I'll take you to your friend's place" you smiled, turning to face him.
Except it wasn't half an hour, or even an hour, Taehyun hadn't even showed up by the time guests had started to arrive.
By the time the sun had began to set, you still hadn't heard from him. Which was beyond worrying, which is why you decided to call him.
The first few rings felt like an eternity,the loud music making it near impossible to hear if he'd picked up, which is why you couldn't help but gasp in relief when you finally heard his voice.
"Hello?"
"Where are you? Everyone is already here! Is everything okay?" You were met with a sting of silence from the phone "Hello? Taehyun?"
"I'm so sorry Y/n, something came up and I had to collect something.. I'll be there soon, I promise,"
Before you could reply, the phone cut off, leaving you even more confused than before.
By the time you'd gotten outside, away from your friends who were acting as if they were teenagers again, you noticed Taehyun pull up across the street, his car door finally opened to reveal both Taehyun and someone else.
Had Taehyun brought a date?
As the two people walked closer to your house, it soon became obvious that Taehyun hadn't invited a girl, no, instead it was something much worse. He'd brought the last person you'd wanted to see.
Huening Kai.
Plastering the most realistic smile you could muster onto your face, you greeted the two of them. First Taehyun, who gave you the most apologetic look imaginable, mumbling something along the lines of "I'm sorry, he came into town last night and I couldn't not spend time with him,"
Then Kai, who held the biggest shit eating smirk plastered on his face. "You look great Y/n! What'd you do with yourself? Lose some weight? It really suits you," He chimed, pulling you into a hug, it gave you very little time to notice the changes Kai had went through since the last time you'd seen him, it did give you enough time to notice the way his had rested against the small of your back, squeezing it gently.
"Seriously, I can see what Taehyun meant when he said you've changed," he hummed, breaking the hug to watch you stare at a bashful Taehyun in shock.
By the time you'd lead them into the house, Huening Kai had already managed to tell Taehyun an embarrassing story about the love letters you'd written in your journals as a kid.
"You don't understand Taehyun, she was obsessed with you.. it was honestly kind of pathetic,"
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"You're not going to join us for drinks?" Taehyun asked, watching you as you passed him and Kai a drink each.
"I've lost my appetite.." you muttered, stealing a glance at Kai as he downed the cup in seconds, you hated the way you watched his apples adam bob as he swallowed the contents of the cup "I'll just be up in my room, come up if you need me," you smiled softly, holding onto Taehyun's arm momentarily before pressing a soft kiss to his cheek before disappearing upstairs to your room.
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It was a few hours before you heard a knock at your door, watching it intently as Taehyun appeared to tell you that the party had died down.
He let himself in, humming softly as he sat at the edge of the bed. "I'm sorry I didn't tell you about Kai coming.. he told me not too, wanted it to be a surprise, or something, I don't know," he mumbled, his voice laced with guilt as he stole a glance from you, "it was kind of a dick thing for me to do, knowing how bad he treated you and all,"
"It's fine, really.. it just caught me off guard," You frowned, making your way next to him, the door was left open, allowing a soft breeze to sweep through your room, giving you an excuse to curl up to the raven haired boy. "Plus, I wouldn't have had a problem with him being here if he didn't decide to tell you about the love letters," you let out a stifled laugh as you glanced up at him, taking the moment to admire him. His skin seemed to be glowing under the soft glow of your bedroom light and you couldn’t deny the fact he looked stunning.
"I know right, it was pretty embarrassing to hear," he cooed, holding back an obvious laugh. You watched as his lips twitched into a smile as he looked down at you.
" Oh shut up!" You howled, pushing him slightly. Taehyun wasn’t that much taller than you, a few inches at best, but the way his face seemed to settle into his usual solemn look made you feel tiny compared to him.
" Seriously Y/n,” His voice was soft yet stern, in a way that sent chills down your spine, “if I didn't have him looming over my shoulder.. I wouldn't have minded dating you,"
Suddenly, you realised how silent it was, the only noise coming from the distant speakers downstairs that seemed to be getting quieter each minute and the engines of those who believed they weren't intoxicated to the point it'd be illegal to drive.
" You wouldn't have?" You took notice of the way your voice seemed to waver as the words escaped your mouth.
"I thought you were beautiful! I still do!"
" You do?" You were almost certain that it was just the alcohol in his system talking, but you couldn't help but feel giddy as he continued to ramble on.
" Of course I do Y/n! Why do you think I spend so much time with you? It's because I like you," His confession was messy and didn’t really make sense to you but it didn’t seem to stop your heart from swelling as you studied his face. The silence from before grew so much louder as he stared back at you, you watched as the corner of his lips twitched up into a half-lipped smile, it was almost as if everything you’d ever wished for had fallen into place and what you thought was impossible was finally happening.
You watched as he inched closer to you, his hands pressing down against your thighs as he pressed his lips against yours.
This is what you'd waited for your entire life. This felt right.
The kiss itself was far from perfect, Taehyun was seemingly more eager than you were, his hands moving from your thighs to around your waist in order to pull you on top of him with a small yelp from you, your hands couldn't help but to find their way to his raven coloured hair as the kiss seemingly got more intense.
This was not how you planned for tonight to go, although, you weren't upset
It wasn't until you heard the noise of a dish smashing downstairs that you were pulled to your senses.
"What was that?" You mumbled, staring at Taehyun as you moved off of his lap.
"What was what?" He mumbled, grabbing your hand, which, from what you could tell, was an attempt to pull you back.
"I heard someone down stairs,"
"Oh, it'll be fine, it's probably just Kai,"
You stare at Taehyun for a moment, frowning slightly. "I'm going to check, I need to wash up anyway,"
"Right.. I'll just go home then?" You had trouble ignoring the obvious hesitance in his voice.
"No no, stay here," you smiled, getting up from the bed. "I'll be back soon" You smiled, pressing a kiss to his cheek.
You walked downstairs in silence, your head too clouded for you to make a single noise, instead, you just slipped into the kitchen, wanting to get upstairs as soon as possible.
The kitchen was empty, absent from the plate you swore you'd heard smash, absent from Huening Kai. All that was present were the stack of crockery that had been there all night. "I suppose I better start cleaning,"
You wouldn't have even been halfway through cleaning when you felt a presence in the doorway.
"Taehyun?"
"You know, I didn't realise you were still living here," A voice (who obviously wasn't Taehyun) rung through the kitchen as you focused on washing the collection of dishes that had accumulated from the meal beforehand.
"I thought, by what? Twenty? You'd be living away from your parents, I guess I was wrong," his voice was snide and leaked the venom it always did when he was around you, it made you feel sick. In all your years, you'd never once thought Huening Kai would stoop this low. You knew full well he was aware of everything happening in your life right now, yet he still decided to be a complete dick to you.
"And what was that before, not drinking with Taehyun and I? It seemed rather disrespectful to me," His voice seemed closer than before, and you couldn't help but curse under your breath as the small ceramic bowl you'd been cleaning slipped out of your hands and back into the sink.
Why was he still here?
"And what's this?" He hissed, his hands gripping the counter top on both sides of you, his voice barely above a whisper as he leaned closer to your ear "you're ignoring me? How rude, probably thinking about Taehyun, huh?"
In all honesty, you had no idea what was happening or what you were thinking about, why Kai was suddenly being so weird? Wou couldn't stop focusing on his hands? Why Taehyun had completely escaped your mind for the first time in what seemed like months.
You couldn't help but let out a soft breath as you tried to focus on the dishes, but even that was proving impossible.
"Still not gonna acknowledge me?"
You let out yet another stuttered breath "you broke the plate?" You muttered, your eyes shutting momentarily "why?"
"Why?" He laughed at your question, as if the answer was obvious. "Why do you think so?"
The entire situation was strange to you, the last time you'd seen Huening Kai, he'd 'accidentally' spilt his latté on your blouse and insisted you buy him another for wasting his. The last time you'd seen him, his hair wasn't bleach blonde and he definitely wasn't this confident.
This wasn't the Huening Kai you grew up with. This wasn't the Huening Kai who made you cry every other day.
This Huening Kai had completely corrupted your thoughts within a matter of minutes.
You couldn't help but turn around to face him, your eyes flicking up to his face to take notice of his seemingly more refined face. He had a few spots of acne here and there but that almost made him more attractive.
"I don't know Kai, why did you?"
He looked down at you, almost in disbelief.
"You really don't know?" He scoffed, leaning closer to you "I mean, you did kiss my best friend,"
"You're telling me you smashed a plate because I kissed Taehyun? How mature Kai," you scoffed, rolling your eyes slightly.
"No," he mused, leaning in even closer (if that were possible) " I smashed the plate because Taehyun kissed you, knowing full well your meant to be mine,"
You couldn't even process what he'd said before he pressed his lips on yours, in what you could only say was a kiss that had been ten times more desperate than the one you shared with Taehyun. You found it insane the way his hands found their way to your waist in a matter of seconds, pulling you closer to him. There was a level of eagerness you hadn't experienced earlier in the night, an eagerness that excited you more than anything, an eagerness you should have had for Taehyun.
"What the fuck," you mumbled, pulling away to stare at him, "What was that for?"
The blonde couldn't seem to find an answer, it was as if a flick had switched inside of him, because the Kai standing Infront of you now, was the one you knew. He was the one who'd made your life hell. "Why'd you kiss back?" He smirked, his hands finally leaving your waist to cup your face, wiping away your now smudged lipstick.
Now it was you who couldn't seem to find an answer, your mind was racing to find some sort of an answer, but it, just like everything else that evening, seemed impossible.
"Right," He scoffed, stepping to the side "go back up to Taehyun,"
And you did, you rushed upstairs within a split second, not bearing to even think about what happened mere minutes ago between you and Kai.
The moment you opened the door, you watched Taehyun hurry to you, his hands cupping your cheeks as his eyes searched yours "Hey? What's wrong?" Curse Taehyun for knowing you so well, Curse you for being so affected by Kai, Curse Kai for existing.
" Ahh, I'm not feeling too well," you muttered, " I'll be fine though! You can go home! Yeah.. Go take Kai home and then get some rest," you hummed absent mindedly, escaping the boy's hold to open the door. " Thankyou for tonight, maybe we could do it again?"
Taehyun nodded, " I'd like that," he grinned, leaning over to kiss your forehead "message me if you need anything?" Nodding slightly, you watch as he slips out of the room, still in a daze from what happened back in the kitchen.
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The next few days were a blur. You barely left your room, you hadn't heard from Taehyun and your mind was constantly out of it, thinking about Huening Kai. You shouldn't have been thinking about him, you knew you shouldn't. But you seriously couldn't help it, it was as if he was engraved into your brain, his voice, his face, his touch.. everything.
By the time you realised you were still hidden away in your room, it was well into the following week and you still hadn't heard from Taehyun.
Are you mad at me
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Taehyun?
What's wrong?
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Why are you ignoring me?
[read 2:36 pm]
Fine, if you won't talk to me here, I'll come over to yours.
Putting your phone down, you scowled slightly. As far as you knew, Taehyun had no reason to ignore you. You hadn't done anything wrong, and you were certain you didn't do anything to offend him.
It took you about half an hour to get ready and get to his place and by the time you were there, you were fuming, you'd spent your entire life pining after him just for him to completely ghost you the moment the both of you make any slither of progress. After waiting outside his door for a few moments, you walked inside, not bothered to tell him you had arrived.
"What're you doing here?" Taehyuns voice was stern as you walked into the living room where both him and Kai had been situated, if it weren't for your newfound frustration, you were certain you'd be scared.
There was a thick layer of silence that fell over the three of you before you were abruptly dragged out of the living room by Taehyun.
"Why are you ignoring me?" You asked, trying to control your voice from breaking, "You can't just kiss me, tell me you like me back and then ghost me for a week,"
Taehyun wouldn't respond, he was just staring at you, in shock, or was it offense?
"You seriously can't be blaming me for ignoring you," He muttered, a soft laugh escaping his lips in the same way as Kai had the night of the party. "I'm not in the wrong here y/n, not at all, Kai told me what you did, told me the moment you went down stairs you made your move on him,"
" What're you talking about? He was the one that kissed me," You argued back. To say you were upset was an understatement, Kai seriously needed to step back in line, it was one thing to slip in snide comments about your appearance but ruining your only chance at a relationship with the one person you've truly cared about, that was too far.
"Oh bullshit Y/n, he has no interest in you! He hates you! Why one earth would he kiss you knowing that I liked you?" Taehyun continued, staring at you as if you were insane. " I get you have a rough history with him, but he wouldn't stoop as low to hurt me,"
The silence that blanketed the room after he finished talking was harsh, it was the type of silence that made your ears hurt and your stomach turn and you couldn't stand it. You were mad, mad at yourself for not telling Taehyun what happened, mad at Kai for destroying your life once again, mad at Taehyun for not believing you.
" What the fuck is your problem?" You bellowed as you made your way down the stairs, making a Beeline towards Kai who sat smugly on the lounge. " Ruining my one chance with him? How could you!" You cried out, fuming at the doorway as he stared at you innocently.
" Woah woah woah, chill out," he hummed, throwing his hands up in defense "I just thought Taehyun should know what you did, I'm not in the wrong here," there was a pause in his words, as I'd he were trying to control himself "You are," you watched as his lips twitched up into a smirk and you couldn't stand it, couldn't stand him.
" Oh fuck you Huening Kai," you scowled, glaring at him tentatively you made your way out of the house.
" Stupid Kai ruining everything good in my life," you muttered softly to yourself as you walked down the street, "Can't have an ounce of happiness when he's around,"
"You look crazy, you know? Talking to yourself about me. Should I be flattered? Or should I pity you?"
" What do you want? Haven't you done enough already?" you asked, not bothering to look at the male walking behind you.
"I'm not here on my own accord, Taehyun sent me after you because he was worried," he deadpanned, as if it were obvious. " Even after you broke his heart, he still cares," he hummed, the victory in his voice was obvious, he was having the time of his life " You must feel horrible," he muttered, his voice once again closer than before.
" I do actually," You winced, turning around to face the blonde boy who was, again, just inches away from your face "and I'm baffled that you don't, you lied to your own best friend and you broke his heart because, god knows why. You were jealous?"
" I wasn't jealous," he denied instantly, too fast for it to be believable. Humming to yourself, you continued to walk, bounding closer to your own home that was now in view. "Hey! I said I wasn't jealous!" Alongside his outburst, he let out a soft whine "Why can't you listen to me!"
"Because everything that comes out of your mouth is bullshit," you argued casually as you reached your doorstep and made your way to unlock your door. "You were jealous, and you know it, you admitted it, you did lie to Taehyun because you were the one to kiss me,"
" You kissed back,"
" I never said I didn't," you retorted, unlocking your door "I know what I did Kai,"
You were met with more silence, but this was a different silence, a silence that you could enjoy. It wasn't until you heard Huening Kai's footsteps behind you as you walked inside that you stopped enjoying the silence.
With a deep breath you turned to face the boy "Why are you in my house?"
"Your dad's house," he corrected smugly "and I'm here because I'm not done talking to you,"
"Well I'm done talking to you," staring up at him, you motioned for the door. "Out now," you hummed, almost in the way you'd talk to a dog.
But, in true Huening Kai fashion, he ignored you and carried, "Why'd you kiss back? If you hate me, why would you kiss back?"
"Why'd you kiss me in the first place?" You asked back, watching as Kai made his way to the living room.
"I already told you, I was jealous," he stated, glancing up at you "and it's not a 'jealous cause I like you,' thing," he muttered, his eyes still trained on you " now tell me why you kissed back,"
You let out a hesitant sigh, making your way to the lounge across from him " honestly? I don't know,"
" You don't know?"
" You were just there, okay?" You frowned, " you were there and you were close and I just.. I forgot about Taehyun and it's your fault!' you could almost sense the smile that plagued Kai's lips, just the way you could sense him coming closer to you.
He was thriving off your misfortune. That bastard.
"Do I really have that much of an effect on you?" He hummed, his voice soft, the same way it was in the kitchen.
" No you don't!"
You could tell he didn't believe you, which is understandable, you were having a hard time believing yourself as well, your eyes were trained on his lips as your breath hitched, you noticed how they twitched upwards as he leant closer.
If you were in your right mind, you would have kicked him out of the house then and there, you wouldn't have even let him in the house to begin with. Except, you weren't in your right mind, you were far from it.
"You're so obvious to read Y/n, if you want to kiss me," he smiled, leaning even closer to you "just do it,"
"I don't want to," You denied, sinking further back into the couch.
"What a shame," he tutted, his eyes scanning your features as he paused from talking "because I want to kiss you,"
His eyes met yours instantly as you stared up at him, the two of you lost in each other's presence. You noticed how steady his breathing was compared to your erratic breathing. His gaze was heavy and intense. "Would I be wrong to say I'm making you nervous,"
For a moment you wondered if Kai had sensed the way your breath hitched as he spoke or the way your eyes were trained on his lips, but you did know the exact moment following, all sense of wonder had vanished as a result of Kai’s lips finding their way to yours yet again and it wasn't long before you were kissing back.
There was that voice of logic in your head, telling you to stop and in all honesty, you'd never wanted to tell yourself to be quiet more, especially with the way Kai's lips found their own way to your jaw than down to your neck. His hands rested on your waist as he continued to leave wet kisses along your neck, only seeming to get more messy with each second that went by.
You feel his lips twitch into a smirk against your neck, his teeth gently nipping the skin that lay free for him to abuse. b his hands start working their way up from your waist to your shirt, pulling at it desperately. "Take it off, now,"
There was something in the way his breath tickled your neck that made you melt. Made you powerless against him.
You had no idea how you made it this far, in all honesty you weren't sure you knew what was happening but the moment your shirt came off, the moment you saw the boy above you freeze, it settled in.
You wanted Huening Kai to fuck you.
You needed him to fuck you.
"Kai?"
The gentleness of your voice shocked you, especially as it was aimed at the person you despise most in the world. You watched as his face heated up and he stayed unresponsive to your words.
"Kai? Is everything okay?"
"Y/n," his voice was soft, a clear change from the Huening Kai that towered over you seconds before. This Kai sounded embarrassed, Cute even. "I haven't done this before,"
What?
You honestly felt bad with him but the laugh that escaped your lips couldn't be helped "you're telling me? Dear little Kai hasn't had sex?"
"Shut up,"
For once you felt as if you had the upper ground, you felt as if you could be in control and you loved it.
"No," you cooed, sitting against the arm of your lounge, "I don't think I will, virgin. Have you ever seen someone naked?" You let out a coy laugh, gasping softly as you stare at him "has anyone ever touched your dick?"
Maybe you were having too much fun, completely blindsided by the fact you had the opportunity to rile him up for once, that you didn't notice the scowl that was plastered on his face.
"Seriously Y/n, shut up," it wasn't until his hands came up to the clasp of your bra that you stopped talking. "Just because I haven't done this, doesn't mean I'll tolerate your shit," It was the way he managed to lift you onto his lap effortlessly, his hands finding a way to your hips once again as you removed your bra. The way you grinded against him, you can't hold back.
You hated it, hated the moan that left you as his hands guided your hips to a pace you deemed borderline torture, the way you melted in his grasp, the way he was staring at you as if you were the most beautiful thing in the world, you hated that you were loving every moment of it.
It wasn't long until Kai's lips were back against your skin, visibly keen to have so much to you to himself. You were completely lost in the moment, lost in Kai's presence. The way his lips worked perfectly against every inch of your skin drove you insane, he spent his time on you, kissing, sucking and nipping, turning you into his own personal canvas, it honestly felt like heaven, and you hated it.
Your fingers worked on their own to tangle in the bleached hair at the top of his head, tensing and untensing each roll of your hips. Everything about the situation you were in was wrong, but you were too far gone to care, it felt so right.
"Kai," You ignore the break in your voice and the stutter of your hips as you call out to him, "please Kai, I need you," his breath was hot against your skin, his eyes meeting yours in shockt before he completely pulled away to look at you and you had never felt more pathetic, but the way you watch his pupils grow as he searches your eyes is enough to make you melt once more.
"You need, me?" You can't help but nod desperately, your hips still stuttering against his denim clad crotch. "Not Taehyun, Me?" Another desperate nod and choked out whine leaves your lips, urging him to do as he pleases.
You've got nothing to lose at this point and you're afraid if you don't get him now, you'll never get the chance again (In all honesty, you don't think you will ever want him again).
Kai nods, his fingers finding it easy to make their way under the waistband of your shorts, gawking softly at the way you obediently lift your hips off of him in order to remove the fabric. Soon enough his fingers are toying with the band of your panties for a few moments, enough to get you even more worked up before he slips past the elastic before wasting little to no time finding your core, already dripping in the stupid need that you were feeling for the bleach blonde.
You watch as his eyes widen, feeling just how wet you are for him, "you're wet," he says, his tongue sweeping an almost predatorial line from the junction of our collarbone to your ear. "Because of me," he mutters and you can hear the pride blossom in his chest.
"Yes, because of you! Now please Kai," you whine out and as you do so he finally presses his slender fingers against your slit, losing his mind over the way you moan out his name, "my clit Kai, please," The logical you would be disgusted in the way you hold onto his wrist as you apply the much need pressure on your clit, but right now, your logic is gone and you're just glad to be supported by Kai's thighs as your legs completely collapse within themselves. His fingers finally do what you've been begging for, dragging over your slit once more to collect any wetness before he slides two of them into you.
And god does it feel like heaven, the way his knuckles drag against you, it's obvious he doesn't know what he's doing, he's simply searching for anything that'll make you feel good and it's working, you feel like a complete mess around his fingers and it takes him little to know time to turn you into one, within his inexperience, it takes him little to know time to find your g-spot and when he realizes he's found it, he doesn't hold back. The feeling of his fingers is almost too much on its own, let alone the extra pressure of your fingers toying at your clit, but you can't seem to stop.
Your face is buried into his chest, releasing a string of broken words that should have formed a sentence and you feel pathetic. You manage to look up at him, his stare intense as your eyes meet his "Fucking you so good, coming undone on my fingers huh?" He's proud, proud of himself for making you resort to a string of broken moans and words. You know what he's doing working you up higher and higher to the point you're nothing but your moans, whimpers, and every little sound in between and it's working. He can feel you growing tighter with every slight movement of his fingers and he's thriving from it. he's about to make you cum and he's proud of it.
"Gonna come?" he asks you and you can sense the pride in his tone, he's finally won. Won against you, won against himself, won against Taehyun. It's when you nod, almost too eager for the situation that he knocks your hand off your clit, replacing your fingers with his own, that he is finally victorious.
"Kai- please! Fuck,"
It doesn't take much for your moans to grow louder after that, his fingers applying more pressure to the small bundle of nerves than you ever could and your trembling, limp against Kai's body as your orgasm finally reaches you. it's a heavenly feeling, having him work you through and down from your high.
Another silence falls over the two of you, just the steady breathing of the two of you as Huening Kai holds you in his embrace.
"You know, I still hate you," you mumbled into his chest, looking up at him.
"I know, I know," Kai muttered, face buried into the crook of your neck.
Maybe you didn't hate him as much as you say you did, maybe you could get used to this.
"You know," your voice broke through the silence again "you still didn't get to cum," you hummed softly.
But, like everything in your life, you were faced with an unwanted burden (which this time, surprisingly wasn't Kai) "Y/n? Are you in there?" Your eyes widened at the sound of Taehyun's voice. "We need to talk,"
It was a busy Friday afternoon when Beomgyu decided to bring you along to the studio, having the grand idea of multitasking. Whilst he worked on lyric writing with a few of his band members, he could also spend time with you. A win-win situation. Around ten in the evening everyone was ready to be done for the night, Soobin was the first to stand up, already prepared to leave, with Taehyun following suit.
"I'm gonna get something from the café and meet you back at the dorm," Tae said to Kai, trailing behind their leader who was already heading towards to door. Meanwhile, Yeonjun was busy doing a solo shoot so it was just Kai left packing up his things.
Xxxxx
"Shit!", Beomgyu grumbled as he noticed his phone battery had drained completely whilst simultaneously noticing you had fallen fast asleep on the dark grey studio couch. He cursed again, this time more quietly to himself as he suddenly remembered he had promised to order you tteobokki. Tiptoeing to your side he picked up your phone from your tummy and unlocked it, only to find something [very] shocking appear on your screen. Looking over his shoulder, he caught Kai, tapping away on his phone for a moment before placing it in his pocket, preparing to leave as well.
"Hey Kai, wait up for a second would you?" Beomgyu stood with a smirk on his face, stopping the other boy in his tracks, "You would never believe this, but my little slut over here-" pointing directly at you, "was reading about sucking your cock." Beomgyu wasn't at all quiet about it, in fact, thoroughly amused, he hoped you'd wake up.
Kai's eyes shot open, nearly dropped his bag as he coughed loudly, seemingly choking on air, which made you stir in your sleep. Beomgyu noticed you waking and decided to speak a little louder and even clearer.
"...bobbing your head desperately on Hueningkai's big cock, gagging a little as his hand tangled through your hair...", Beomgyu began reading it out loud, making kai snap his head in your direction. You were reading that, about him?
"B-beomgyu..." you sat up stiffly, now wide awake from the announcements your boyfriend was making, your hair messy from sleep, you had no words. Your mouth opened and closed, but no sound made its way out.
"Should I continue?", he taunted. You didn't know where he was going with this but you were mortified. Somehow, both you and Kai managed to catch each other's wide eyes, and were now in a staring contest, cheeks both equally red. Wanting to pull and look at the ground, anywhere else but him, not wanting to give in to the humiliation.
"My slut just loves cock so much, huh? Alright. Go on then. Suck him off.", he nods his head in the direction of a (very) flustered Kai. A poor, innocent bystander, being dragged into Beomgyu's sadistic game.
"Haha no, it's okay... Should I get going, Hyung?", Kai's cheeks flushed red as he tried to laugh it off.
Beomgyu walked over to Kai who tensed up seeing this new side of his usually bright and lovable Hyung. You followed, you didn't want to make Beomgyu any angrier and you could see the outline of Kai's cock growing harder against his tightening pants.
"Are you sure? You won't get another chance like this...", Beomgyu's eyes locked with Kai's then shifted to where you kneeled obediently at Kai's feet. Beomgyu could see he had his answer then, maknae silent and unmoving. Your dom's eyes harshly told you to continue. If you wanted to fantasize about Kai's cock so much, then he'd 'let' you have a taste.
Exhaling rigidly, kai let his bag drop to the floor as you cornered him, back hitting the wall.
Shakily, you didn't dare look away from Kai, too afraid to face the expression in Beomgyu's eyes. Maybe he'd go easy on you this way. Just blow... Huening Kai... and get on with your day. Unbuttoning his pants, you guided them down just enough to pull his fully hardened cock from his underwear. He got hard so easily. Was he a virgin? Your mouth watered, his cock filling your hand.
"What are you waiting for, slut? Isn't this what you wanted?", Beomgyu crouched next to you before standing and walking behind you
"No, I-"
"Talking back?", he planted both feet behind you, grabbing you by your hair and pulling your head back. he was mad.
"No, Daddy.", you whined.
"Nope, not today, princess. Kai gets to be Daddy today, remember?", Beomgyu raised an eyebrow then glanced to the meekly behaving boy in front of him. he wanted to play a little with his maknae today too. The boy was so blatantly interested in you, anyone could tell.
"Say it.", Beomgyu held your head to look up at Kai
"Daddy..", you spoke softly
Kai's cock twitched in response, he'd experience a lot of firsts today, Beomgyu laughed arrogantly.
"Go on. What are you just gonna tease your daddy? Sitting there with his cock in your pretty little hand? Tch tch, naughty baby", Beomgyu let go, standing up while he began slowly pacing behind you, observing.
Staring up at Kai with gloss-covered eyes, your gazes locked and he let out a little noise somewhere between a breath and a whimper.
Opening your mouth, eager to obey, you dragged your tongue up against the veined underside of his reddened cock. Precum already leaking out, along with pretty little whimpers as Kai tried to hold himself back from moaning this early on. Lightly licking over the slit you gathered the salty precum on your tongue, whilst holding eye contact, you took the head of his dick in your mouth. Pressing your tongue against it and sucking gently at first, saliva pooling in your mouth over the lewd taste.
Beomgyu watched as the scene unfolded before him, directing every move, letting you both know that he was still in charge. "Tell her to go deeper, Kai.", he instructed as he walked to the studio door to lock it. "Ahh.. y/n, deeper." he moaned out, having to release his bottom lip from his teeth to get the words out, a moan tumbling with them. You started to slowly take him in a little more but a rough hand in your hair stopped you, forcing you to look up. The tip of Kai's cock still in your mouth as you held your position, tongue rubbing against it roughly as you were made to hold eye contact with your true dom.
"She likes to be called Princess, Hueningie"
"Deeper, please...Princess.", Kai moaned much higher than he had intended to.
Beomgyu snickered "You heard your Daddy, princess."
You were absolutely floating, Kai's pretty eyes unsure whether to close tightly at the pleasure or watch as you took in his cock beautifully.
Loosening your lips a bit you let as much of Kai's cock as you could take slide into your mouth, tickling the back of your throat.
"Ah! Oh my god." Kai moaned loudly, unconsciously grabbed at your hair to stabilize himself as your lips latched tightly around his long, heavy member. Using your tongue, you sucked more harshly than before, just as Beomgyu taught you.
"Look at you princess, enjoying just what you wanted. I didn't know my princess was such a cock slut.", Beomgyu laughed degradingly, whilst rubbing over his own hard cock, restrained only by his pants.
Kai threw his head, willing himself to thrust slowly into your mouth, not wanting to hurt you. His cock pulsing and twitching, pumping never-ending, thick spurts of cum down your throat, "Sorry..", he whimpered. "Sorry sorry" "Ah, I'm so sorry, y/n.", he chanted apologies and whines of your name as cum still poured from his large cock. It leaked out onto your pink, sore lips and dribbled down your chin.
Beomgyu gave the fucked out boy a pat on the back, "what are you apologizing for, she loves this shit. Don't you?", directing the second question to you, though you know it's not one that he wants you to answer with words. Gyu gives you a stern look which you know all too well, swallowing all of Kai's cum, you nod at him and then Kai, before sticking your tongue out for Beomgyu to inspect.
Leaning down he grabs your chin, gripping it tightly as he made sure you swallowed every last drop. Some had spilled onto your chin, but he used his thumb to wipe it off and pressed it into your mouth for you to suck clean. The vulgar display luring another breathy whimper from Kai's pretty mouth.
While Beomgyu was distracted, Kai managed to pull his pants back up, "Sorry...uh...thank you. I'll be going, Hyung.", still flustered from the events that just occurred, he slung his bag over his shoulder and walked toward the door.
"You don't wanna see how wet she is for you?"
Kai halts in his spot his breathing staggered again, turning around slowly, to see the erotic position Beomgyu had put you in; legs slightly apart, knees touching the hard ground, back straight as he had your black skater skirt lifted to show off the damp spot that had formed on your baby pink panties. You let out a whimper under the half-lidded gaze of the angel maknae.
"Does Daddy Kai wanna touch his princess?" Beomgyu smirks knowingly. However, kai wasn't even looking at him, his eyes were glued on you. Beomgyu knew his dongsaeng was a virgin, a virgin completely mesmerized. Would he really miss a chance to fuck you?
Moving to the couch, Beomgyu ordered you to follow, positioning you onto his lap, holding you under your knees, legs spread open so Kai had full access. Kai hesitantly kneeled, checking with Beomgyu repeatedly if it was okay to use the toy spread out beautifully before him.
"Can I?"
"She's all yours, Hyuka."
Kai leaned in to press his nose to the wet spot on your panties. Any other time this would have been laughable. Poor baby...so horny he didn't know what to do with a meal laid out before him like this. But you weren't laughing, gorgeous nose rubbing against your clit, soft brown eyes, intently staring at you like you were the most mouth-watering treat he'd ever been presented with. It only made your wet panties stick to your pussy with overflowing slick.
Flattening his tongue, he pressed it against you, licking a stripe over your panties. However, you tried to force your legs shut, cowering away in embarrassment and sensitivity, yet Beomgyu wouldn't have any of that. Holding your legs wide open for the puppy before you, "Do you wanna take her panties off Hyuka?", Beomgyu was gonna have to do all the thinking for the boy. Kai nodded shyly, "use your words" Beomgyu commanded, he was in his ultimate dominant headspace.
"Yes, Hyung."
"Good boy. Take them off, go on."
Kai reached for the hem of your panties while Beomgyu lowered your legs so Kai would have an easier time removing them. Once they were off, Beomgyu tossed them onto Kai's bag before gripping the underside of your thighs. Lifting you back against his chest, legs wide open for Kai again, glistening folds now exposed to him. The younger let out a little whimper, reaching out to run his fingers experimentally through your folds. "We're gonna be here all night..." Beomgyu grumbled urging him to get on with it, making Kai slide two of his fingers into you without warning.
You gasped at the sudden feeling causing him to freeze his motion. "Don't worry, you can't hurt her.", Beomgyu chuckled, "Curl your fingers back toward you gently while you finger her, Kai." You could feel Beomgyu's hard cock underneath you, he was getting off on this game.
Kai moved his fingers slowly, rubbing against your g spot. Looking down at your pussy and then towards your face, he searched for whatever little tick he could find. He wanted to see your face contort in pleasure, just for him. So brushing his thumb over your clit, he observed carefully. When he heard you whine and jerk back against his hand, he knew he found exactly what he was looking for. Rubbing steady circles over it again, he resumed pumping his fingers in and out of you.
"Wow, ready for round two already, hmm?", Beomgyu moved his foot to press down on Kai's boner, "Ahh! Hyung!" equally surprised and pleasured by the unexpected action. "Are you really just gonna finger her all day when you've got that weapon in your pants ready to go?", Beomgyu smirked.
Kai stared back, shocked, he never expected any of this but he especially hadn't expected Beomgyu letting him go this far with you. Had Beomgyu seen the way Kai looked at you? Did he know? No... he couldn't possibly.
Gulping, Kai pulled his cock out and stood. "Come here, Kai.", Beomgyu lifted you, holding you to his chest, making you squeak, as he walked to the wall, leaning back against it. Kai looked to you as he held his dick in his hand, not daring to even press it against you until he was sure he had permission. Beomgyu saw this and knew exactly what to say to send you both over, "What do we say, princess?"
"Please, fuck me, Daddy."
"Oh..", Kai groaned and pressed the tip of his cock into you until it slipped in, much more easily than he expected. The tight grip of your slick walls unlike anything he'd ever felt before. Scared to move, despite how much he wanted to buck into your heat until he reached heaven. "Please...", Kai was surprised this command came from you, your voice desperate, your walls unconsciously clenching down on his cock as your arms circled tightly over his shoulders.
He brushed his nose against your lips, almost touching. "Getting ballsy? Haha..." Beomgyu chuckled. Not that he minded, he just wanted to remind both of them that he was still there, in charge.
"Kiss her..."
That was all Kai needed, one of his hands gripping your left thigh, just under where Beomgyu held it, the other running behind your head to grip your hair so he could crash his lips into yours. Inexperienced lips locked with yours, sucking and moving eagerly, less shy than before as he rocked his hips into you jaggedly, chasing after your dizzying heat that embraced his cock.
Beomgyu chuckled as you moaned for his maknae's cock, however, you weren't nearly as loud as you were for him. Kai reached his climax sooner rather than later, almost making all of you stumble when he grabbed onto you, rutting deeply into you us he unloaded, sweet whimpers and cries leaving his lips as he breathed heavily.
"Good boy, Hyuka... all done?", Beomgyu asked.
"I... I came inside...", Kai still hadn't pulled out.
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"We'll take care of it. go sit down while I take care of our princess here. she still hasn't cum yet. after obeying so well, she deserves to be rewarded, don't you think??"
Kai nodded without hesitation
"Kaii..." you whined when he started to pull out his softening cock. he paused and nearly lost sight of everything, cupping your cheek to kiss you softly as a kind of way of saying thank you.
"Hah!" Beomgyu laughed at his gutsy maknae that worked on pulling his pants back up, nearly spinning out at the sight of your reddened hole leaking his cum. you could get pregnant... with his kid.. he wanted to fuck his cum deeper into you but he just sat down on the couch as he was told. you weren't his.
"Are you having fun my subby baby?", Beomgyu's arms wrapped around your waist to keep you from crumbling to the floor, strong hands holding you steady as your knees were weak. Moving to stand in front of you, he had you lean against the wall, whilst he unzipped his pants taking his large cock from the confinement of his pants. Hoisting you up against the wall, you let out a small yelp that caught Kai's attention. His eyes trained on your figure, enamored by how perfect you looked, they then trailed up to the crossed-eyed expression that came over your face when Beomgyu bottomed out inside you in one go. Kai gasped quietly at the sight of Beomgyu pounding into you, making you claw and grab at his t-shirt covered shoulders for stability, barely able to hear your own loud moaning, your ears felt hot.
Thank god the rooms were soundproof, otherwise, anyone passing by would definitely be able to hear you loudly screaming Beomgyu's name over and over again like a mantra. They'd heard the rough slapping of your skin against his as he fucked you balls deep, bumping your cervix repeatedly, making you see stars. His thick cock dragging roughly against your walls, forcing an orgasm to wash over you, your eyes rolling back from the heavenly sensation whilst your moans cut off short to become sharp whimpers as you came, clenching around Beomgyu's cock tightly as he reached his own orgasm, whispering praises. "such a good girl, thank you, baby.. so good for your daddies."
Kai laid there dazed, head against the back of the couch, a light wet spot forming on his pants. He never thought he'd get hard again after exhausting himself so but he was wrong. After cleaning you up and coming down from his own high, Beomgyu placed you in Kai's lap to clean up the disheveled room a bit and gather both of your things.
Still, in subby space, you nuzzled against Kai's neck seeking comfort, he stiffened in shock at the sudden gentle gesture, not knowing what to do.
"Hold her.." Beomgyu smiled softly knowing his baby needed aftercare. He'd spoil you so much later for going along with this. It was meant to be a punishment but he knew he got far too carried away something so simple. He was just glad everyone enjoyed it.
Kai let his arms settle around you, pulling you tighter to his chest and inhaling your sweet scent, giving himself some aftercare as well.
"Thank you, Kai."
"You can call me, Hyuka.." he kissed your head and left his face there, in your hair to relax into your scent
"Hey, sleepy heads, we gotta go. Soobin and Yeonjun have been blowing up our phones"
A/N: releasing just in time for my boy’s birthday T^T happy birthday. Beomie I love you smmm <33 may or may not be thinkin of a part two already.
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a/n: hey guys! i’ve finally got a bit comfortable writing smut…i tried my hardest, sorry if it sucks :/ requests are now OPEN for smut as well!
You crawled over to kai, pouting at him. He had his eyes glued to his playstation, aggressively spamming the buttons.
“Kai?” You looked at his face, eyebrows knitted and lips pursed. He was too focused on his game and not focused enough on you.
“Yeah? give me one second baby…” He smiled before looking back at the screen. However, one second soon turned into 30 minutes. You were getting desperate, but you came up with the perfect solution. You slowly ran your nails up his thigh, as he jolted a bit at your bold move.
“What are you doing?” Kai nervously laughed, looking back up at the screen, his eyebrows furrowing again. You got frustrated and began palming him through his pants. He gasped in, turning bright red and looking down.
Kai whimpered out and you smirked, reaching your other hand up to grab his controller, gently setting it on the desk next you.
“You ignored me all day” You pouted, hand leaving his length as you crawled up Kai, straddling him.
“I-I’m s-sorry. Really, I’l-“ He began as you bent over and began kissing him. He let out a soft sigh before you began grinding on him, his mouth falling open.
“So sensitive” You smirked as he let out a soft groan. You grabbed his shirt, pulling it over his head, throwing it to the side, as Kai did the same thing, quickly unbuckling your bra strap, as you threw it on the floor. Hiding his face in your neck, he let out a moan in response, as you smirked, feeling your ego boosted.
“You look really good.” He whimpered, as you gently lifted his face up.
“Look at me when you’re talking, baby.” You spoke as he nodded, trying his hardest not to break eye contact.
“I want y-you to touch me…please.” He whimpered out, hips bucking up into you involuntarily.
“Since you asked so nicely.” You smirked, trailing your hand down his chest to the tent in his pants. You used your nails to trace an outline of it, Kai whimpering and squirming, as you giggled slightly. You pulled his pants down, his cock springing free as you smirked.
“No boxers?” You smirked up at him as he nodded, a pout on his face.
“So naughty…” You spoke, wrapping your fingers around his length, as he jolted in your touch. His tip was red and dripping precum, his cock painfully hard already.
“Be still.” You frowned up at him as he whimpered out an apology. You slowly began tugging on his cock, as he let out gentle whines. You felt yourself getting wet, and began rubbing your thighs together to relieve yourself, however, right now your focus was Hueningkai. You began to pick up the pace, as his moans became more frequent, and more loud.
“I’m g-g-gonna cum…” He cried out, as you stopped all together, Kai letting out a loud whimper.
“Did you forget? You ignored me all day…” You pouted up at him as he nodded.
“I-I’m sorry…” He mumbled, cheeks flustered and ears red. You began to suddenly move your hand again, at a quick rate, earning a loud groan from Kai, as he squirmed.
“Ask before you cum, okay, baby?” You spoke as he barely got out a ‘yes’, overtaken by the pleasure.
“N-need…need to c-cum…p-please…” He whined out as you edged him, again, his eyes filling with tears.
“Imagine how I felt all day.” You pouted, crawling up to him, as you wiped a tear that fell from his eyes.
“All day long, I was so horny.” You frowned, before kissing Kai. He kissed you back softly, as you pulled away.
“C-can…inside…you…” Kai whimpered out, as you thought for a moment before agreeing.
“You better be lucky I’m in a good mood.” You spoke, lifting up your short skirt that did so many things to Kai.
“Lucky for you I didn’t wear anything under this.” You whispered, sinking into Kai, as he let out a load moan. You slowly began picking up the pace, because as much as you wanted to continue teasing him and edging him on, you couldn’t hold yourself back. You moaned softly, already feeling yourself about to tip over the edge.
“P-please…cum…” Kai barely managed to get out, as you nodded, clenching around him. You felt him fill you up, sending you over the edge, as you rode him through your own orgasm.
“You did so good for me, baby.” You sighed, falling to the side.
“I love you.” Kai smiled softly, burying his face in your neck.
warnings: blatant immaturity, 50% fluff and 50% angst, swearing, alcohol and minor drug (cigarette) use, multiple (2) sex scenes, unprotected sex, slight voyeurism, oral (m and f receiving), marking, pet names, creampie, dirty talk, king of not really happy ending
synopsis: A brand new, toxic relationship in which you two are so caught up in each other that you can’t see the destruction around you. You’re robbing each other of happiness and chances in this world to live a life apart from one another. It’s the kind of love that makes two people feel like they’re the center of the universe, when in reality, it’s all just an illusion.
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You loved drawing attention to yourself. There was nothing else that satisfied the petty monster inside of you quite like drawing everyone’s eyes. Tonight’s party was your hunting ground.
“Yeonjun,” you gasped, your breath fanning his cheek in the dark corner of the room. Despite your feeble attempts to be discreet, you were sure it would only take a glance of the head to see you perched on your boyfriend's lap, his mouth on your neck.
He hummed into your skin in response, too lost in you to pull away. His teeth nipped at the skin under your ear, his tongue following suit. His large hands were grasping your waist on either side, pressing you harder onto his hips as he growled at the way you gripped his hair.
You had both planned beforehand to take a leap of responsibility, deciding to avoid the alcohol in Taehyung’s kitchen, but someone may have broken that rule. (you). This meant poor Yeonjun had to babysit you all night, and he was finally able to tear you away from the kitchen island of glass bottle heaven only with the promise that you and him could finally be alone.
Alone defined as the corner of a room packed to the brim, but that was unimportant.
Despite his uncharacteristic sobriety, Yeonjun couldn’t keep his hands to himself, and the second he pulled you on top of his lap he capitalized on his desires. There was something about him that made you feel wanted. He made you feel seen. Your relationship was a whirlwind from the start, and a novelty to you and everyone else. It was the textbook way for you to make a statement: having the campus’ heartthrob chasing after you.
Here he was now, talking dirty, his hand up your skirt.
“Keep moaning for me, baby,” he murmured, his fingers ghosting over the hem of your underwear. “We’re making a scene,”
You smirked at him through your hooded gaze, whimpers slipping past your lips. What a time to be alive. You and Yeonjun were the same, a shared personality of confidence and daringly spontaneous decisions. Just as you thought his fingertips would graze the spot you wanted him most, he pulled away and stood you up by the hips. You frowned at him, pouting in both disappointment and confusion, but he sealed a kiss to your lips hoping to make it up to you. He went in for another, almost forgetting where it was he wanted to go, nipping at your bottom lip before tearing away.
“Let’s get out of here,” he chuckled, pulling the bottom of your dress down further than necessary. He glanced at someone behind you and his jaw set a bit, reaching up to cradle your chin. “Only I get to see you out of this pretty little dress, princess,”
Oh. Gladly. His broad shoulders pushed through the crowd, his sleeveless shirt accentuating the muscles in his arms as they rippled under his skin with every move he made.
“Heading out already?” Soobin called when he caught you both approaching the door, his cheeks tinted pink as he clapped Yeonjun on the back.
“Sorry man, I have sweeter things to taste than gin and whiskey,” Yeonjun replied, winking at you slyly before grasping your hand in his and leading you out.
The midnight air was pleasantly cool, easing the heat of your skin from both the alcohol and his touch from before. He opened the passenger’s door for you and helped you inside before getting in himself. He turned the car on immediately and used one hand to pull off the curb, the other one cupping your inner thigh. His fingers put a certain pressure on your skin that made your legs squeeze around his hand, but he pulled on your thigh to spread them, sliding higher until his pinky finger brushed the lace he wanted to rip off.
You looked over at him as he drove, his hair falling over his eyes as he navigated his way back to his apartment. He really was handsome, you thought. He rolled down his window and yours, letting the air flood his car.
You liked the way his hair blew as he looked back at you, a smile on his face.
~
“You know, I feel like we still don’t know that much about each other,” Yeonjun commented, his arms wrapped around your bare torso as you both laid in his bed, his Chase Atlantic playlist bleeding from his speaker. He always seemed to keep his curtains closed in the morning, giving you no reference of what time it might be. His slender fingers traced patterns into your shoulder as your head leaned on his chest.
Despite what you might’ve assumed about the boy, Yeonjun was quite soft. He always stayed in bed when you woke up, he’d feed you in the morning, and he never shooed you out.
Yeonjun didn’t feel it was the right time to admit it just yet, but he only did these things with you.
“How much do you want to know?” you asked, looking up to watch him, his eyes still closed. His eyebrows furrowed in thought before he replied.
“I don’t know, I just feel like we’ve been going so fast—which is great, stop laughing at me—that we never stopped to, you know, get all the small shit over with,”
“Maybe we’re just special,” you shrugged, though you agreed. It was a bit strange how quickly you both had become accustomed to each other. “I like to live life in the fast lane,”
Yeonjun snorted. “Please don’t ever say that again,”
“Say what?” you joked, and he just rolled his eyes and chuckled into your hair.
You two eventually got up a bit later, taking turns showering because he claimed he ‘wouldn’t be able to help himself’, and you complained that you were too sensitive to do much of anything. He was getting dressed when you exited his bathroom, handing you one of his shirts to wear. It smelled intoxicatingly like him.
“It’s already noon,” Yeonjun groaned, tempted to collapse back into his sheets. He had pulled the curtains back, finally, the light illuminating your figure drowning in his black band tee. He bit his lip as he tried to look away.
“The best time to start the day,” you yawned, your arms stretching above your head. You’d be lying if you said you didn’t know what you were doing, watching his eyes glance down to your bare thighs. He walked towards you slowly, one hand moving to play with the hem of your (his) shirt.
“Damn right,” he agreed, kissing you softly. You sighed into him, leaning into his sturdy figure for a moment before pulling away.
“Keep doing that and we’re never leaving this apartment,” you sighed, brushing your nose against his.
“That doesn’t sound so bad,”
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“Please don’t injure yourself,” you laughed, watching him glide through the empty skatepark on his new board.
“I’m kind of a pro,” Yeonjun jokes, turning around one of the bends and coming to a stop at the bottom of the halfpipe. He looked up at you sitting at the edge, his hand reaching out to you in invitation. “You should try,”
“I don’t enjoy activities that could split my head open,” you grinned.
“Come on, I’ll hold you,” he spoke, grabbing your hand himself and helping you down the steep ramp. You stumbled a bit as you got up on the skateboard, but Yeonjun helped you stay balanced with one hand gripping your hip, the other holding your hand stable.
“Okay, you’re going to have to use your back foot to push off the ground,” he instructed. You shook your head in fear. “Okay fine, I’ll push you. Ready?”
He led you away from the inclines and walked you over to the center of the bowl where the ground was flat. He laughed at you as you stepped off a few times, the sun setting the sky into a purple void behind his gleaming smile. He counted to three, announcing that he was going to let go, and you wobbled your way about 10 meters on your own.
“That’s enough for me,” you sighed, waiting for his jogging figure to come back. You laid on your back, staring up at the sky, thankful you were on solid ground again. He flopped himself down beside you, reaching over to ruffle your hair.
“You did good,” he encouraged, reaching down to clasp your hand in his.
“You mean I didn’t fall on my ass,” you reiterated, smiling to yourself when he brought your hand up to his lips, planting a light kiss on your knuckles. The two of you laid there, disregarding the passing time, living in your own bullshit dream.
~
You felt something move across your leg as your eyes were fixated on the television, and you looked over to Yeonjun beside you, who was facing forward as if his fingers weren’t creeping up your thigh.
“You’re interrupting my movie,” you chastised, but you made no move to stop him. He smiled smugly while refusing to look at you. Frustrated that he was acting oblivious, you reached over and cupped his face to turn to you, giving him the kiss he had wanted. He immediately shifted toward you, his arms pulling you closer to his body until there was no room between you for any air to pass through. You moved onto his lap, slinging your arms around his shoulders and cradling his neck to push him closer.
The kiss was slow and sensual as his tongue explored your mouth, a collective sigh emitting from you two in unison. He smiled into the kiss when your hips subtly moved over him, his hum of satisfaction filling your body with a rush.
Yeonjun picked you up as he stood, disregarding the movie and walking the both of you to your room, neither of you breaking apart. He shut the door behind him with his foot and placed you gently on the bed, the both of you falling back as he supported himself on his arms above you. The kiss was intensifying now as your lips smacked against one another messily. He pulled away and helped you out of your clothes, taking his own off soon after.
You leaned in for his lips again but he dodged you, dropping lower to run his lips down your neck. You threw your head back and gave him more room to lick around one of your boobs, taking your nipple into his mouth and sucking harshly.
“Yeonjun,” you sighed breathily, his teeth sliding across your skin as he smiled. He continued kissing lower and lower, until his face was level with your pussy. He commanded your body so well, lifting your legs onto his shoulders and pulling you closer. He peppered feather light kisses up and around your entrance, teasing you as his lips only barely touched on your clit.
“Stop teasing,” you whined, gripping your hands in his hair and pushing his head forward.
“Okay, princess,” he conceded, finding no motivation to deny you. He sucked your clit into his mouth and prodded his tongue between his lips before opting to run his tongue in long strokes up and down your folds. His shoulders were strong and sturdy beneath your thighs as he pushed his head deeper into you, his tongue slipping into your soaking entrance. You moaned out desperately as he fucked into your hole, slurping your juices to get a taste.
“Love eating you out,” he groaned, parting for just a second before flattening his tongue against your clit and shaking his head back and forth forcefully. Your back arched into him and he didn’t try to stop you, enjoying the view as he watched you react to him. Your hands abandoned his hair and traveled up to rest on your forehead, your body not being able to handle his ministrations. His laugh mocked your insanity, but Yeonjun was satisfied that he could make you feel so good. He would do this all night if he could.
“Feels so good,” you sighed out, bucking your hips into his face. He tugged back on your clit as he sucked on it, adding more pressure. You were at a loss for words when he went back to fucking you with his tongue, allowing you to fuck yourself on his awaiting tongue. His mouth was making lewd noises as he closed his eyes and relished in the taste of you. He could feel you clenching around his tongue and he moved deeper, his movements harsher as his thumb came up to rub your clit harshly. Your legs shook around his head but you kept them open, always obedient.
It only took a moment longer before you orgasmed, soaking his mouth with your arousal, and he lapped it all up. He was instiabally yours, only stopping when you pushed his head away. The moonlight seeping in from the windows shone on his handsome face, paling him as if he were an angel. Your arousal covered the expanse of his skin, his tongue swiping across his lips as he stared down at you.
“You’re beautiful,” he whispered, his hazy eyes scanning yours. Your heart swelled and your hands ran along his shoulders slowly like you were trying to meld his body with yours.
Yeonjun reached down and grasped his cock, pumping it a few times as he leaned down to peck the corner of your mouth, guiding his tip to your eager folds. He pushed in slowly and stared at you as he did, memorizing and mapping out the blissful expression on your face. Your entrance was so wet that it made it easy for Yeonjun to bottom out.
“I love fucking you. I love seeing you like this. I love—” he paused, voice straining as he began thrusting into you, and you pulled him in for another kiss to distract him. He was thankful for you, though, that you let him stop the words from coming out.
He was pumping himself into you slowly, neither of you in a rush to be anywhere but here. If there was an opportunity to savor in a moment together, you and him would take it. Your devotion to him scared you. You weren’t quite sure if it was reciprocated quite yet. Regardless, the prospect of a concrete relationship with him scared you just as much, knowing deep inside of yourself that you might never be ready for it.
You both fucked each other to clear the thoughts, driving away what was distracting you from the pleasure. Sex was simple. Nothing had to come with it, yet everything was coming at the two of you all at once.
Yeonjun pulled himself up and grabbed your hips, using his hips to piston in and out of you. His pace had fastened and it left you grabbing for the sheets below. He was reaching that one place inside of you that only he could. He watched as your eyebrows furrowed, your moans rising in volume, only spurring him on as his dick twitched at the sight. The moonlight was cast on you just as it was him, the both of you admiring one another.
“Touch yourself for me,” he demanded, knowing his release was rapidly approaching. You snaked a hand down to rub your clit rapidly, your hips bucking up uncontrollably.
“Fuck, Yeonjun,” you cried, your eyes squeezing shut. You wished for this moment to last forever, your release creeping up on you from the shadows of the room. You were singing a melody with your whines, his harsh thrusts leaving your voice caught in your throat.
“That’s it,” he encouraged, slowing down until he could make sure you felt every inch of him rise up into your core. “Good girl,”
His new pace left you keening, your fingers moving impossibly faster as you came undone. The tightening of your walls around his cock gave him the same fate. His cum released inside of you as he rode out both of your orgasms, eventually burying himself to the hilt and staying there as he bent down to kiss you hard. You were both out of breath yet you still craved the other’s lips.
Right then, in that moment, he felt like the world.
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You loved Yeonjun’s studio. Sometimes you would come in while he was painting, content with watching him work on his masterful artform. Today, he was simply sketching on a drawing pad, his eyes glancing up to you as you opened the door.
“Sorry, I didn’t want to wake you,” he explained, setting his sketchbook down and gesturing for you to come and sit on his lap. He wrapped his arms around your torso and held you close, watching as you grabbed his drawing and inspected it. It was a simple landscape, buildings and skylines crowding the view of the sky. You smiled as you traced your fingers over the lines, wondering if you had even an ounce of the talent he did.
“It’s amazing,” you gushed, feeling him shift slightly behind you. You didn’t pay him any mind, though, solely focusing on the drawing as you secretly wished you had made it instead.
“Hey, Y/n?”
“Yeah?” you replied, turning to look at him, but you froze when his finger wiped something wet on your nose. You jumped and scowled at him, eyeing the purple paint on his fingertip.
“My own little masterpiece,” he laughed, though you stayed unamused. He pouted at your expression and leaned in to peck you on the lips, pulling away and looking confused at your laughter.
“You got a little something on your face,” you giggled, a purple mark on his cheek after your nose brushed against it. A look of realization fell over his face and he giggled along with you in defeat, burying his face into your neck.
“Hey—you’re going to get it on my shirt!”
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“We shouldn’t be doing this here,” you giggled, speaking between hungry kisses as you sat on a countertop in the bathroom of someone you didn’t know too well.
“I could kiss you anywhere,” Yeonjun replied, the faint taste of alcohol on his lips. You were sure he could taste in on you, too.
“Then we have to make it quick,” you chuckled, pushing him backwards toward the wall as you jumped back onto your feet. He watched you drop to your knees with enticing eyes, rubbing your cheek affectionately as you unbuttoned his jeans. You pulled his cock out of his underwear, feeling it harden beneath your touch.
“This is why I can’t help myself around you,” he argued. “You can’t expect me not to want to fuck you every chance I get,”
“Then don’t hold yourself back,” you murmured shyly, your lips descending on his length and sucking harshly on his tip. Yeonjun’s fists clenched at his sides, controlling every muscle in his body to not buck his hips into your mouth. You smiled watching him struggle so intensely. Your lips traveled further down his length, sucking as you descended with your tongue tracing the bottom of his shaft.
“You’re so good for me, my pretty girl,” he groaned softly, mindful that someone could hear. You clenched on nothing at his praise, letting the tip of his cock hit the back of your throat. Yeonjun took a large intake of breath, a breathless gasp gracing your ears. His hand moved to your scalp, his fingertips caressing you gently as he encouraged you to deep throat him. You would do anything for him, you thought, if it meant you could see the expression on his sculpted face forever.
“Stay still for me,” he commanded, experimentally thrusting his hips forward. You could feel the bulge in your neck as your throat encased his cock, whimpering slightly as he slowly chased your mouth. You relaxed your throat and let him do as he pleased, focusing on your breathing as you gave your all to him and his pleasure.
Yeonjun let you gag around his dick one last time before pulling you off, smirking at your ruined state and turning you around slowly so your chest pressed against the wall. You placed your hands out in front of you in anticipation, looking over your shoulder and watching him inspect you as he pulled your ass cheeks apart.
“So wet and I haven’t even touched you,” he teased, running his middle finger through your folds, spreading your arousal.
“Fuck me, Yeonjun. Please,”
Yeonjun didn’t hesitate after that, grabbing his sufferably hard length and guiding it to your entrance. He pushed in with a bit more force than usual, his growing desires fogging his mind with impatience. He was desperate to feel you around him, desperate to fuck you like you deserved.
He gave you a moment to adjust before thrusting fully inside of you, his hands on your hips as he pounded into you from behind. You briefly wondered if the sounds of skin were loud enough to be heard beyond the closed door, but you also couldn’t seem to care, your moans drifting out of you mindlessly.
“Fucked you before we left and you’re still so fucking tight,” Yeonjun rasped, his voice deep and husky and shooting straight to your core. He felt you clenching around him and smirked. You reached behind your head and grasped onto his hair, his mouth coming down to kiss and lick up and down the expanse of your neck. His thrusts were calculated as he hit your spot over and over again, relentlessly battering your pussy as your body was being shoved harder into the wall.
You loved when he was like this—when he fucked you hard enough to turn you into a moaning mess. You could tell he liked having this kind of control over you to, when he could fuck you and you’d conform to his every touch. His bangs swept over his eyes as he peered down to watch his cock disappear in and out of your scorching pussy. He rubbed your clit experimentally, jolting erratically when you clenched around him tighter than before.
“I–I’m going to cum,” you chanted, legs shaking as you tried to keep yourself standing. His hand clamped over your mouth to at least try and keep you quiet though your sounds vibrated through his fingers regardless.
“Be a good girl for me and cream on my cock,” Yeonjun grunted, his pace never letting up as he compensated for his impending high as well. “I want you to ruin yourself on me, baby,”
You did just that. With a particularly pointed circle on your clit combined with a harsh thrust the coil in your stomach promptly released. Yeonjun’s hand was ripped from your mouth as he found purchase on your waist and bounced you repeatedly on his length, his thrusts so deep you could feel him pushing past your limits of sanity. You were nearly screaming now, biting your lip to try and control your volume as he continued battering into your pussy.
His length twitched inside of you and a moment later you could feel him releasing inside of you, both of your breaths heavy and panting but utterly blissful.
“You’re mine,” he murmured into your ear, sucking on your earlobe harshly with his softening cock still sheathed inside of you. “All mine,”
~
“Baby, please just hear me out—”
“What is there to hear, Yeonjun? That you lied to me? Fuck you,”
You were standing in his small kitchen, your arms crossed as you stood in the corner of the cabinets scowling at him, his mind telling him to keep his distance from across the tile floor. When you swore at him, his defeated expression morphed to something similar to exasperation, his arms flying up into the air.
“I already apologized to you, Y/n! I fucking explained myself, but you can’t open your damn ears to listen,”
You stared at him in complete shock, simply amazed that he had the nerve to say that. Yeonjun flipped back to remorseful in a single blink, shuffling towards you cautiously to seek forgiveness, but you stomped past him and out the door in a flash.
You huffed your way down the road, your blood boiling as you called Kara, your roommate, asking for her to pick you up. The air was a bit chillier than normal, Yeonjun’s short sleeved t-shirt not doing much to keep you warm. You were still fighting the urge to rip it off and throw it on the pavement, though. You sat at one of the bus stop benches and sighed, burying your face into your hands.
Yeonjun had kissed another girl. Even though Beomgyu and Soobin had insisted to you that he was insanely drunk and that they were at fault for forcing him to tag along with them, that they had forced the drinks his way even though they knew the girl was trying to hook up with him, Yeonjun had still lied to you about it when you questioned him. He had only admitted to it when you let it known that Beomgyu’s sister had told you herself, someone who had witnessed it with her own eyes.
Maybe, you thought, you should have expected this. Yeonjun had a reputation that you knew of long before you had even started casually hooking up with him, and you knew he was a gamble to begin with. But once you two had gotten closer, once he had asked you out, you had thought his unprecedented sweetness was a sign of misconception. You convinced yourself that everyone was lying to you, spreading rumors about the boy you knew, and who they didn’t.
Stupid decision. You know that now. What a quick end to a quick beginning.
You heard a car pull up minutes later, but it wasn’t the one you had requested.
“Drive away. Right now,” you demanded, turning away from Yeonjun’s car like a child. You wouldn’t even give him the right to your attention, even if it was immature.
“Get in my car, please, Y/n,” Yeonjun called, the night air quiet and for once he wasn’t blasting music from his speakers. “I’m sorry. Just talk to me,”
“I don’t want to,” you sniffled, your nose red with emotion and cold. You heard his door open and shut, his footsteps nearing you and your eyes closed in strain. He draped his jean jacket around your shoulders but you shrugged it off, yet he persisted until he was forced to hold it against your body tightly. You relished in the warmth even if you hadn’t welcomed it.
“Y/n?” he murmured, his voice shaky as you felt him trying to meet your eyes cast to the ground. He sighed, trying to find the right words to say. “I really fucked up, I know that. It doesn’t redeem me, I know that too, but I want you to know that I regret it, so fucking much,”
“The only thing I regret was trusting you,” you replied. His heart broke at that. Yeonjun wracked his brain, trying to find a way to avoid the truth, but he knew he at least owed you that.
“I make countless mistakes and I only have myself to blame,” he paused, his gaze flying above your head to something far away, something you thought might not even be there. “I act a certain way and do certain things to make people look at me, make them want to be around me, all because I’m an insecure asshole deep inside. I look at you, Y/n, and I feel intimidated. God—that might have come out wrong—but what I’m trying to say is that I keep telling myself that you’re too good for me. That one day you’ll realize you can get any other guy you’d ever wanted and you’ll leave me, and that scares me and my inflated fucking ego. But look where that got me. Standing here in front of you, hating myself anyway. I’m sorry that I was right, I’m sorry that I’m not good enough for you. If you hate me, then at least you won’t have to deal with me anymore,” Yeonjun’s voice trailed off, true realization sinking in.
You both sat there silently, your head riddled with conflicting thoughts. On one hand, your heart hurt for him, but another part of you still questioned if anything he said was the truth.
“Y/n,” he whispered, his voice trembling a bit. That alone made you look up at him, finding that his eyes were already on yours. “I think I love you, and just have a really shitty way of showing it,”
You didn’t want to listen to him. You wanted to push him away and ignore every word that came out of his mouth, but you were standing there frozen, lost in his stupid, stupid eyes. Fight, Y/n. You’re better than this. Better than him.
You had a hard time believing that. Because at the end of the day, you still let him lead you into his car and drive you home.
~
You’re aware that you’re wrong for forgiving him. All your friends say that you’re too good for Yeonjun, but you didn’t care. You’d always had the curse of toxic retention. You were both young and in love with each other, and that was a beautiful thing, even if it was fatal.
There were things you would never know about Yeonjun. You would never know about the things that would plague his mind as you both sat in his car, parked in an empty lot, Yeonjun blowing out a puff of smoke from the cigarette dangling between his fingers.
“There’s a thousand better things we could be doing,” he sighed, his unoccupied hand tracing patterns on the back of yours. You didn’t bother replying, knowing there was no answer to give. “But I think I like sitting in the silence with you, as crazy as that sounds,”
“That’s not crazy,” you replied, your head on his shoulder. “Is there something on your mind?”
He didn’t reply, taking another drag from his cigarette before tossing it out the window. You weren’t sure how to approach him sometimes, especially when he was like this—quietly brooding in his thoughts.
“You can talk to me,” you whispered, the hurt obvious in your voice. Yeonjun closed his eyes, never wanting to upset you, but he still didn’t speak. “Don’t shut me out,”
Yeonjun turned towards you and cradled your face in his hands, forcing you to stare into his swirling, mysterious eyes. He was a closed book and a part of you resented him for it.
“Kiss me, Y/n,” Yeonjun whispered, even though there was no one else around. You only needed to move a few centimeters to place your lips gently on his, and you didn’t need to hear him say it to know that this was his way of communicating to you. You could practically hear the unspoken words in your mouth.
“I’m sorry I haven’t been myself,” he murmured, brushing his hands through your hair. You just nodded, always so complacent, accepting Yeonjun for who he was. A boy that might never let you see the parts he didn’t want you to.
“I should be getting home,” you replied, and Yeonjun’s face twisted in disappointment, though he pulled away and turned the keys in his ignition regardless. He kept the windows down just like always, pulling out of the parking lot and headed for the nearest onramp.
He was still clutching onto your hand tightly, as if you would open the door and tumble out. His knuckles were white on the steering wheel, all of that strain on his muscles so you wouldn’t be able to see them shaking. You kept your eyes out the window as your hair blew sporadically.
His car passed down a tunnel dug into the earth, the engine echoing off the walls deafeningly. He turned up the volume of the music to drown out the voices in your heads.
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Things were starting to change. You could feel it. And everytime you were with him, you could tell Yeonjun could sense it as well.
“That sounds exciting,” you spoke into your phone, discussing his upcoming art show with him. Yeonjun smiled lazily from his end.
“Yeah, apart from the fact that I’ll probably have to work on it everyday for the next six months,” he sighed. You read into his every word, knowing that it probably meant you would be seeing even less of him than before. You weren’t sure why, but neither of you had the same motivation to be around each other like you used to, and it confused you to no end. You had always thought that love meant craving each other's company—dying to breathe the air they did. If this was your definition of love, you wondered if it was even real.
“Well, I’m sure it’ll be amazing,” you reassured him, wondering if his heart was tugging like yours was. It felt like a conversation between friends, not lovers. There was no talk of anything more than the niceties.
“Hopefully,” he replied, silence falling onto the phone line. Neither of you knew what to say. You could hear Yeonjun’s breath in the receiver before he spoke again. “Are you mad at me?”
“What?” you questioned, feeling cornered. “Of course not, Jun. I really couldn’t be happier that you’re finally getting this opportunity,”
“Not about the stupid art exhibition, Y/n,” he sighed, his ear muffling the sound as he ran a finger through his hair. “What I mean is, I guess, are you unhappy with me?”
Unhappy? You couldn’t sort out your feelings about all of this, even after thinking about it for hours night after night. You didn’t resent him by any means, but did you really find solace in him? Did you seek his presence like you needed it? You could never hate him, but you finally asked yourself if you really did love him. Love him like he loved—loves—you.
“I’m not unhappy with you, Yeonjun,” you whispered. It wasn’t a lie, but it wasn’t the entire truth either. And even if you said what he had thought he had wanted to hear, Yeonjun didn’t realize that it would have meant nothing, anyway. Your relationship was thinning, losing its life as it turned to skin and bone.
“Okay. Okay,” he chanted, repeating it to himself like it would convince him. “Well, you should go to sleep. Don’t you have that exam tomorrow?”
Your exam was two days ago, but you didn’t tell him that. “Right, I should study a bit more before I go to bed. Goodnight, Yeonjun,”
“Goodnight baby,” he replied. Just as you were about to pull the phone away and hang up, you whispered breathlessly, your voice so quiet you could barely hear yourself.
“I love you,”
You were met with the methodic rings of him hanging up. You guessed he hadn’t heard you. Yeonjun laid in his bed with his phone in his hands, wishing he could call you back immediately and announce that he loved you, too, at the top of his lungs so you would have to believe him. He never did.
This part is hardest, when you know the spark is gone but you’re scared of moving on.
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Just hours later you were sitting on your couch, failing to fall asleep, tossing and turning in your dark room before giving up and submitting yourself to the first cheesy teen romance you could find. You were barely paying attention to the plot, your eyes transfixed on a show you weren’t absorbing. Every scene reminded you of your past self, and your past Yeonjun.
Knocking came at your door and you somehow knew who it was. You hesitated to answer, figuring you would feign sleep, but then they knocked again, softer in a way that sounded defeated, and you tossed the blanket off your legs and opened the door slowly. You weren’t surprised to see Yeonjun in your doorway. Yeonjun wasn’t surprised to see that you were still awake.
“Hey,”
“Hi,”
You let him slip into your apartment and shut the door softly, careful not to be too loud at this ungodly hour. The show was still playing in the background, but Yeonjun stopped in your kitchen and didn’t allow himself to travel any further, so you stood in the divet by your door, watching him collect himself.
“What happened to us?” Yeonjun asked, softly. God, he didn’t mean to sound so confrontational. All he wanted to do was go back in time and avoid this conversation from ever happening at all.
“I don’t know,” you replied, sounding equally as defeated. Yeonjun nodded, knowing he wasn’t really expecting an answer. He couldn’t even be upset at you, because he knew you had as little control over the decisions either of you had made. It was simply a timeline that the two of you let play out.
“But we can fix it, right? Nothing has to change,” Yeonjun reasoned, his hands sliding down his thighs nervously. “We can fix it. I know we can,”
But what if we can’t? The question ran through both of your minds, leaving it unspoken. You didn’t step away as he paced towards you, tears welling in your eyes as he cupped your face and pressed his lips against yours. You let him kiss you and he let you reciprocate, the both of you searching for something in each other; in yourselves. Your lips were on his and your body was pressing against him, yet Yeonjun could feel you slipping away.
You both pulled away at the same time, sad, knowing looks passing between your eyes. There were no words that were spoken, but nothing needed to be said. You two were already defeated. Yeonjun’s thumb slid across your cheeks and wiped the tears slipping out. He gave you a heartbreakingly comforting smile.
“I don’t regret a thing, and I never will. Goodnight, Y/n,”
With that he forced his hands to drop, his hand squeezing yours tightly before pulling away completely. You were frozen as he began walking toward the door, but you reached out for his wrist to stop him. He froze but didn’t look at you.
“I love you,” you sobbed, your hand trembling against his skin. Yeonjun finally met your eyes, tears threatening to spill though he tried his best not to let them. He had hoped while making his exit that you wouldn’t have to see him like this. He wanted you to let him leave believing that he had accepted it, too. “Say it back, just one more time. For me,”
“I love you, Y/n. And I mean it with all my heart,”
You let him go and watched him leave, the door clicking shut like a nail in a coffin. It was impossible to know now, but you would both later understand the fact that two people could love each other but still not work in perfect tandem. There were no ill feelings, nothing to blame on the other. It was horrible, but it was the most heavenly way for your relationship to die.
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6 months later.
Yeonjun looked so comfortable when he was in his element. You watched him jump from one conversation to the next, his black suit seeming to somehow stand out a bit from the others. He’d let his hair grow a bit longer since you’d last seen him, and you thought that you liked how it looked. He was standing on the opposite side of the entire gallery, so you took a chance to observe the hanging art without fearing he might see you. You didn’t necessarily not want to run into him, but you just wouldn’t know what to say if he did. For once, you were trying not to be seen.
There were many beautiful works, some of them ones he’d show to you all those months ago. You had always loved watching him paint, something about the way his hands moved delicately despite appearing strong and incapable of doing so. You’d come across many new pieces as well, stopping before them to admire their tiny intricacies before moving onto the next. After appreciating over a dozen of them, you had finally wrapped around the loop and found yourself in front of the closing painting.
Robbers was its title, with no short description on it, unlike all of the others. Many from the crowd were stationed at the final painting, some looking like they were entranced.
There were two people depicted in the painting, a man and a woman. They both wore hauntingly red ski masks, their bodies pressed together as they kissed. There were flashes of blue and red on their ghostly white skin, the police’s unincluded presence being known. They were standing in a foreign land but the sky was purple above them, but that wasn’t the most notable aspect. What Yeonjun knew would catch the attention of viewers was the way the woman was pressing a gun to the man’s chest. He wasn’t afraid, not at all, his hand pressing her finger down onto the trigger—the trigger of a gun that he knew would go straight through his heart. He was forcing her to shoot.
“Do you like it?” came a nervous voice, and you turned to Yeonjun who stood a respectable distance away. His hands were clasped behind his back and you could see the gears running through his mind. Even after so long, you could pick up on his cues like they were your own.
“I love it. I wonder what it’s about,” you replied sarcastically. Your jokes were only leavin you to distract yourself from the ache.
Yeonjun chuckled shyly, his hand rubbing at the back of his neck. “Yeah, yeah. I’m kind of embarrassed now. I didn’t think you would have to be here to, you know, see it,”
“I wouldn’t have missed this for the world, Jun,”
He smiled at that. He felt like a familiar stranger, in a certain way. You insisted to him that he go back to greeting his guests, and he finally but reluctantly stepped away bidding farewell.
It was so nice to see him again, you thought. There really was nothing that you held against him or any of the time you two had shared. Even if it didn’t last, it was forever to you in that moment. Yeonjun glanced back at you as he walked away, blinking a few times as if to take a snapshot of that moment, seeing you there still in support of him.
You didn’t grow apart, you just grew up.
The next day you received a suspiciously large package, but no matter how hard you thought you didn’t recall ever expecting something to come. You waited until you entered your room before opening it, tearing the tissue paper away. You gasped as you held up the large canvas, the purple clouds staring back at you. You ran your fingers along the rough strokes of paint, taking in the faces obstructed by the red fabric, noticing a small piece of paper peeking out from under the flap of the box. You set the painting down beside you and unfolded the note.
Y/n,
I knew from the moment I completed the painting that I wanted to give it to you. I almost didn’t submit it for the gallery, but I had lied last night. A part of me was actually hoping you would come and see it. I’m so glad you did. It was nice seeing you again. I hope you take from the piece whatever you wish, something that doesn’t have to be what made me create it. Thank you again for attending the event.
Sincerely,
Yeonjun
Hello again, I’m actually writing this part hours after I thought I had said all I had to. I realized I wanted you to know what it actually was that inspired me. It’s short said, I’m now realizing, but here’s the description I ended up tossing out just before the doors to the gallery had opened:
Robbers is a captivating piece that illustrates the sacrifices one must withstand for someone they love, but also the selfishness in the act itself. A man willingly takes the burden of death for the sake of his lover, but he’s also doing it for himself. All he could ask for was to be hurt by her, and if his heart must die, her’s are the only hands he’d ever want his blood to stain.
P.S., I turned down a lot of offers on people wanting to buy it, so I hope you treat it like it’s your own child (haha, just kidding).
With love,
Yeonjun
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sorry guys i was planning to post this yesterday but the tags were down, so here it is!
helloo, i wanted to thank you for enjoying my perverted thoughts fic, i also wanted to let you know that im writing a second part and was wondering if you wanted me to tag you or let you know when i post it. if not then thats completely okay, i just thought id ask anyways.
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Prompt: Kai Huening, the boy you’ve always known as your imaginary friend. He was your best friend, the best you could have. He was the cause of revenge against every enemy you’ve had, and when you were down, he was your sole purpose of living. What happens when you find that your friend is in fact, not imaginary, and he’s marked you for a marriage that you didn’t know was in your fate since the day you were born?
Genre: smut, angst, fluff
Warnings: mentions of death, suicide (very subtle), hell and fire. Smut warnings: vaginal penetration, a little boob play, size kink, oral (fem receiving), Kai and (Y/N) are a little awkward but they get past it, cum eating (a little bit), lingerie, Kai is a bit rough and (Y/N) encourages it
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You tried to stifle your laughter, covering your mouth with your sweater paws as you watched Kai stalk his way up to your professor. He stood directly in front of him, knowing that he was only able to be seen by you, waving his hands in his face.
You didn't want to be called out by your professor, but it was getting harder and harder to hold on your laugh, especially since the classroom was rather silent. You watched as Kai pushed one of the professor's pens off of the table, the pen rolling a few feet away from him. He stopped talking and went to pick up the pen. With his back turned, Kai threw some other stuff off his his desk.
Your professor furrowed his brows, looking at the fallen papers with obvious anger written on his face. You bit your lip, shutting your eyes tight to try not to laugh.
"Alright, give it up." Your professor said. "I don't know how you're playing this trick here, but someone speak up. Who is it?"
The students looked around at each other, confused.
"They just fell off the desk, that's all." A boy sitting a few rows in front of you said.
"I literally teach physics, there is no way objects just fly feet away at a stand still." He replied, shaking his head. All while he was interrogating the class, Kai was right behind him, his hand going up to the professor's hair. You wondered what he was doing until you saw the professor's hair like gradually go back. You widened your eyes as you noticed he was wearing a wig, and Kai was revealing a bald head to the class.
You subtly shook your head at him, telling him to quit it before the professor would become embarrassed.
"Never in my 20 years of teaching have I taught a rowdy and unhinged class like you lot." The professor said. "All I want to do is teach the wonders of physics, and you guys have played silly little pranks on me since the semester started."
You watched as Kai slowly but surely continued to drag his wig down, and you heard quiet snickers from the class.
"Uh, prof, your hair...?" Someone pointed out, interrupting your professor from his rant. At that moment, the wig completely fell off, plopping down to the floor. Your professor was quick to cover his head, and you were sure this was his breaking point.
"That's it, everybody, get out!" You yelled. "Class is over for today, no one e-mail me for the rest of the week."
Everyone hesitantly got out of their seats, mumbling and chuckling about what had happened.
"...not even our fault..." One said.
"At least we're out of class early." Another one said.
You gathered your things as you made your way out of the door, feeling a bit sorry for your professor.
Once you were out in the courtyard, Kai appeared right next to you, walking alongside you.
"That was funny, wasn't it?" He asked with a proud smile.
"A little bit, but you embarrassed the poor man." You said, looking up at your blonde friend.
"He'll be fine." He shrugged. "At least you got out of class early. We can eat ramen and watch the drama we started yesterday, right?"
"Uh, you mean I can eat ramen." You said, watching as a group of friends looked at you weirdly. You were used to this, though. The way people would look at you as you talked to yourself. It's just what you became known for. You didn't need friends anyway when you had Kai.
"You know what I mean, silly girl." Kai chuckled.
"Even if I wanted to, though, I can't." You said. "I have homework to do."
"You've been doing homework almost everyday of your life, let's take a break." He said, stretching his arms out as you approached your car.
"Hm. I'll think about it." You said, getting in the drivers seat. Kai was already in the passenger seat, ready to always go wherever you go and always be where you wanted him to be. Someone who wasn't imaginary couldn't do that.
"Okay, then I hope you think too hard so you'll get burnt out." He said with a sweet voice.
"This guy is weird..." You mumbled to yourself, starting your car and making your way to your house.
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"(Y/N), we're going out for the night, watch the house for us." Your mom said, slipping on her jacket.
"Where are you going?" You asked, a frown pulling at your face.
"Your dad reserved a table at that restaurant I told you about." She said. "Y'know, the five star one?" You could tell she was excited as she checked her makeup in the mirror by the door.
"Ah..." You nodded. "Well, have fun." You said.
"You won't be completely alone, right?" She asked. "You have...Kai." Even through all of the years of you having an imaginary friend, she still seemed awkward to bring it up. Your dad still refuses to believe that your friend is just imaginary, and he insists that you go to a doctor, to your dismay. Your mom, on the other hand, was at least trying to come to terms with the fact that Kai was with you at all times.
"Yeah, you have Kai." Kai said to you, giving you a wink. You rolled your eyes turning your attention back to your mom.
"Ah, he's coming." She said, heavy footsteps coming down the stairs. "We'll be back in a few hours. Bye, sweetie."
Your dad gave you a wave goodbye as he followed her out of the door. You watched them get in the car and drive away, leaving the driveway with only one car. You turned your head in confusion once you heard Kai sigh.
"You wish that was you, huh?" He asked. "Going out on a date with your boyfriend. Oh wait, you don't have one. That sucks."
You sucked your teeth, walking around him on your way to your room. "Go away."
He appeared at the top of the stairs before you even got there. "I don't want to. And besides, you'd be scared to be home alone. How cute."
You ignored him, making your way to your room and plopping yourself down on your bed. "You know what? I think I am going to give myself a break from homework."
"Yes!" Kai cheered. "Get the ramen, let's watch My Name."
"I actually want to have a self care night." You said. "I've been feeling ugly lately."
"You're not even ugly though." He said, squinting his eyes to look at your face. "Okay, maybe just a little bit."
Your jaw dropped and you reached for a pillow to throw at him, but he quickly dodged it with a laugh.
"Die!" You said, getting up and going to the bathroom. You shut and locked the door behind you as a means to keep him out. Yet when you saw him in the reflection of the mirror, you remembered that locked doors didn't stop him. You groaned at him and he held his hands up in surrender.
"What, are you going to actually use the bathroom or something?" He asked. "I've seen you pee before, anyways!"
"Kai, don't say that, that's embarrassing!" You yelled at him.
"I've seen other things, too." He said, and you raised the brow. "My little mouse clicker." He giggled, furiously rubbing your tummy.
"Huh? What the hell is that supposed to mean?" You asked in genuine confusion.
"Nothing." He said. "Go on with your self care. You go, girl!"
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Your parents had come back home hours ago, and it was almost the AM times, yet you still weren't asleep. You had stuffed yourself with multiple bowls of ramen and gave into watching the drama with Kai. Now you were alone and in your dark room, trying to sleep.
Since it was hard for you, you figured Kai could help out.
"Kai?" You called out quietly to the air.
"Yes?" He appeared right beside you on the bed, facing you so that you were face to face.
"If you're imaginary...how come I can touch you?" You asked him. He didn't answer for a few seconds.
"I don't know." He said. "You ask that question all the time."
"Yeah, but just in case you get an answer one day, you should tell me." You said. Kai chuckled, his hand coming over to rest on your cheek. "See...you can touch me, but your hands are so cold."
"And your cheeks are so warm." He said. You flicked his hand off of you, feeling slightly embarrassed that he had caught that. "What?" He chuckled.
"Nothing." You said, thinking of ways to change the topic. "I can't sleep."
"Mm." He hummed. "Would you like for me to sing you a song?"
"Yeah..." You said. And with that, he started to sing softly. It was a lullaby that you have never heard anywhere else. It was something that seemed to be his own creation, and he had sung it to you since you were a kid. He had an amazing voice, one that made you feel warm every time you sang. You were on the verge of falling asleep when the song stopped, but you wanted to ask a question. "Are you a ghost?"
"Go to sleep, (Y/N)."
"Okay."
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You opened your eyes, finding yourself in a completely different place than when you fell asleep.
The place you were in was dark, yet you stood in front of a red carpeted isle lined with lit torches. On each side of the isle, there were...things. Things that scared you. They all stared at you, skin red and scaly, hooves for feet, and horns adorning their heads.
We're these...demons?
Then you felt the sensation of your body moving on its own. That's when you noticed the black and red dress you had on, the style being victorian. You had a bouquet of dead roses in your hands, and a black veil covering your face. Your feet moved forward and your eyes were wide, trying to decipher what was going on. You looked forward to see a man in all black at the end of the aisle. Was this a wedding? It had to be some weird type of wedding. How did you come to a wedding? And were you the bride?
You wanted to stop moving and at least try to make sense of what was going on, but you had no control of your body. The only thing that seemed to be misplaced was your brain.
Soon enough, you met up with the man at the end of the isle. Once you got a good look at his face, you noticed that you knew him. He was Kai.
You looked at the person beside you, seeing that they were completely covered in all black, and you were unable to see their face. They then started to speak in a language that you've never heard of before. It didn't sound similar to any other language.
You looked back at Kai, noticing that he shared some of the same features as the audience. Horns on his head, deep black eyes, a sinister aura.
This had to be a dream. You were in some wicked wedding with your imaginary friend, surrounded by demonic beings. This was definitely a dream.
You suddenly opened your mouth, and you spoke in this unknown language. After a short sentence, your mouth shut once more. A few seconds later, Kai said that same sentence.
The whole time, you were just thinking...what the hell? Kai reached to raise your veil, folding it over your head to reveal your face. You noticed how he was getting closer and closer to you, and you suddenly felt as if your body was unlocked, and you dropped to the ground before he could get closer.
You gulped, and you were sure you looked like you were almost frightened to death. This was a weird dream, how could you not be? You got up from the ground, and just like you wanted to do, you ran off to wherever you could go.
"(Y/N)! (Y/N)!" You heard Kai call after you, but you continued to run as fast as you can with the heels that adorned your feet.
"Wake up, (Y/N)." You said to yourself as you ran. "Wake up, (Y/N)! Wake up!"
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You woke up with a flinch, being greeted by the bright sunlight. You squinted your eyes, looking around to see that you were in your room. Kai was nowhere to be found, which was weird, seeing that he was usually the first thing you saw every morning.
"What a weird dream..." You muttered to yourself, getting up to start the day. You were feeling a bit more groggy than usual, your feet dragging across the floor.
When you were going to brush your teeth, your toothbrush somehow slipped out of your hand, dropping onto the floor.
"Ah- ew, oh my gosh." You groaned, picking it up and running it under the water. You didn't mean to be dramatic or anything, but you were sure the day was getting off to a bad start.
After brushing your teeth, you quickly got ready for your class, slipping on your glasses and grabbing your bag. On the way downstairs, you tripped a bit, but you said yourself with your grip on the railing. The one thing that couldn't be saved was your glasses, as they fell off your head and you accidentally stepped on them, cracking the lense.
"Dammit..." You muttered to yourself, checking out the damage. You sighed, knowing that you'd have to get them repaired if you wanted to use them. You guessed that squinting at the board during class wouldn't be too bad.
And...
You were late to class.
You stumbled into your class room, probably looking like you had just run a mile. You couldn't possibly miss the lecture for today, it was important. On your way to class, there was something wrong with your radio, and it kept switching stations randomly. When you weren't paying attention and trying to change it back, you had missed a green light.
And you ended up sitting at a red light for twenty minutes straight, causing you to be late for class. You didn't know what was up with your luck, lately, but today was horrible so far. You thought that maybe it was because Kai hadn't shown up, yet. Kai was with you everyday, and the day that he doesn't show up, everything goes wrong.
You struggled to take notes during class, your mind drifting over to Kai and your dream from last night. Kai was rarely in your dreams, but the one times he shows, it's you getting married to him. You felt a slight pinch of regret, wishing that you had let him kiss you in your dream. But at the same time, it felt so weird. He was imaginary. It's insanely weird to have a crush on your imaginary friend. Your parents already think you need help as it is.
You just wished that Kai was real. He'd be perfect for you. The perfect boy. It's sad how that's only possible in your imagination.
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After a long day of classes, you found yourself back home and in your room. Surprisingly, you were alone. You called out to Kai a few times, wondering why he hasn't immediately shown up like he usually did.
"Maybe...maybe I am too stressed." You spoke to yourself. He was apart of your imagination, right? So, it would make sense that you couldn't bring him up when you were too stressed.
You heard a knock on your door and your mom peeked in.
"Hun, your dad isn't going to be back for a while." She said. "He's getting good business for the week, so he'll be super busy. If this works out for him, we'll have a celebration this weekend." She did a pumping motion with her hand while she smiled big. "Ah, also, could you go grocery shopping for me, tomorrow? I don't have time to do it, but I have a list."
"Sure." You answered, knowing that you were rather busy tomorrow, but you didn't want to make her angry.
"Great, thanks." She said. "I'll leave the list on your dresser." She placed a sheet of paper on your dresser, then she left the room.
You sighed, remembering how badly you wanted to move out. Grocery shopping for the family every now and again wasn't bad, but sometimes, your parents treated you as if you were a sort of maid. They went out and had fun without you a lot, they found slick ways to talk down on Kai and how you were too old to have an imaginary friend, and much more. They say they're not ones for drama, but it seems to just be something they enjoy.
The only way you could even cope with it was by talking to Kai. He's been their your whole life, and even though he was quite bothersome sometimes, he was your bestest friend in the world.
"Kai?" You called out, waiting a few seconds even though you were sure than he wasn't going to show up. You were a little down about it, but you decided some relaxation was going to fix that. So, for the rest of the night, you watched "My Name", hoping that Kai would show up right in the middle of it.
But he didn't.
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A week later, you found yourself walking into your home to the smell of dinner. It was a rare occurance, but you assumed that your dad's business for the week had gone well. You made your way to the kitchen where your parents were playing music and chatting happily while cooking.
"Oh, hey, (Y/N)." You mom said once she saw you. "It's about time you came home."
"Today, we're celebrating 20 years of excellence!" Your dad said, holding up a glass of wine. "And yet another successful week at Kim Tech."
"Cheers to that!" Your mom added on.
"That's great." You smiled. "What are you guys cooking?"
"We're cooking some steak, as our main course, with some mashed potatoes, corn, and a strawberry cake for dessert." Your mom said. "And your dad is inviting some of his coworkers in a bit."
"Ah..." You nodded, leaning on the counter as you watched them cook. You felt a little sour. They celebrated a good week for them, yet you only had stress from one of the worst weeks you've ever had in a while. Accident after accident kept happening, and it was like your luck just wasn't caring about you. You had broken down multiple times this week, and yet you had no choice but to celebrate. Of course you were grateful, though, the whole reason you were able to go to college is because of the money that Kim Tech brought in. It was a blessing. It would've just been more of a blessing if Kai was there.
While your parents were distracted by telling stories of when the company started, you noticed that the grease in the pan was smoking a bit. You weren't sure, but you thought it may have been too hot. You were about to tell them, but you noticed the glass of wine right next to the stove and how it was slowly but surely moving. You squinted your eyes to make sure you weren't seeing things, but you weren't crazy. The glass was moving closer and closer to the hot grease and before you could react, it tilted over the pan, breaking as the wine fell into the grease. The pan suddenly bursted into flames, pieces of glass dropping onto the floor.
Your parents yelled out in surprise, trying to back up from the flames, but your dad was a bit too late, his sleeve catching on fire. In a panic, he accidentally stepped on a sharp piece of glass, and he yelped in pain.
"O-Oh my gosh, (Y/N) call the fire department!" You mom yelled at you as she tried to help your dad. Your mouth was agape and panic set into your veins as you tried to get it together. You ran to your bag, fetching out your phone as you quickly dialed the fire department, the reflection of your dad engulfed in flames in your frightened eyes.
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"...first degree burns on most parts of the exposed body, yet there are some second and third degree burns..."
"...needs to go in for immediate medical care..."
"Will he be alright?"
"He'll be fine..."
"He's just in a lot of pain right now..."
The red lights blinked on and off, shining on your house, the black soot even showing outside of the windows. What was just a grease fire turned into something worse, half of your downstairs home burnt into ashes. You looked at the house, tears filling your eyes. You wouldn't say you were necessarily sad, but you got the feeling that it was your fault. Maybe you've been passing around your bad luck, or maybe it's just been following you wherever you went. This time, your house and your poor father were the victims of it.
After making sure your father was alright, he was driven to the hospital to be taken care of. You guys had to live in one of the vacation homes not far from where you lived until the renovation was complete. Much to your dismay, this house was further away from your school, and you knew it would be costly to go back and forth. You could just not go to class for a bit, given the circumstances, but you knew that it would hurt your grade, and you were not willing to let that happen.
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Pulling up to the vacation home, which was nestled right by the beach, you felt that living here for the time being was wrong. It was a vacation home for goodness sakes, a home where you could go to relax and have fun. Nothing was going to be fun here while your dad was in the hospital. You couldn't even bring all of your essentials due to you not being allowed to go back into your house.
Your mother insisted that you go get settled into the vacation home while she decided to stay overnight at the hospital with your father. You didn't even have a chance to visit.
You sighed, getting out of your car and unlocking the front door to the house. It was dark, as it was still night time, so you turned the light on, looking around.
Your family hadn't used the vacation home in years, everything being left in the same place as it was the last time you came here. It wasn't a huge home, as there were two small rooms attached to one big room which had the kitchen, the living area, and the dining area. There was a balcony that was in view of the large beach behind the house which reflected the moonlight beautifully. You forgot how beautiful it was here. You just wished that you weren't alone.
You made your way to the room that you always occupied. There was a queen sized bed and a dresser, as well as two large windows that faces the beach. You guessed that maybe you did need to be here, so you could finally relax. But right now, your body only craved one thing. And that was to cry.
Now that you were all alone, you really had no other choice but to finally let it all out. You sat on the bedC your back to the head board as you sobbed, your head falling forward on your bent knees. You couldn't believe this week could get any worse, and it felt so relieving to be able to just cry. You weren't sure if crying would help, but in this moment, it just made you feel good.
With your eyes shut tight and tears streaming down your face, you didn't notice the presence of a certain someone until you felt a gentle touch on your back.
You slowly lifted your head, making eye contact with Kai as he tried to comfort you.
"Kai..." You mumbled. "Where have you been?"
"U-uh, imaginary friend world." He smiled.
"Not funny."
"Sorry..." He looked down. "Are...you okay?"
"No." You shook your head. "This whole week has been a disaster. It just had to end with my dad being in the hospital."
He didn't say anything for a few seconds, then he spoke. "I-I'm sorry..."
"What do you have to be sorry for?" You sniffled. "It's just my bad luck. I guess it passed it onto my parents."
"No, that's not it." He said quietly.
"Then what is it?" You looked at him. "Why is it that the minute you're gone, everything goes awry? I must've just been too stressed and then...I don't know."
"Don't blame yourself for this, (Y/N)..."
"Then who else is there to blame?" You asked, getting frustrated. "For almost everything bad, there's at least one person to blame. Who's else fault is it? My mom's? My dad's? My dad had one of the best weeks of his career, while I had the worst. And all of a sudden, when I'm in the picture, the house catches on fire."
"(Y/N)." He said, and you heard a weird undertone in his voice. Almost like he was...ashamed? "Please don't get too angry at me, but...the bad things that happened this week...that was my fault."
"Huh? What do you mean?" You asked. "You weren't even here..."
"It's going to be hard to explain, and I don't know if you'd be able to handle it, but yes." He said. "Everything that's happened was my fault."
"...including the fire?"
"Y-yes...including the fire." He looked at you with wary eyes. You gently but surely pushed his hand off of you, your face going stone cold.
"Explain."
"It's not easy to explain, y-you're going to see me differently-"
"Aren't you a figment of my imagination?" You furrowed your brows and frowned. "What other way could I see you?"
"That's the thing, I'm not a figment of your imagination." He said. "I never was, and I never will be."
"...what?"
"It's possible for me to be seen by only you, but it's also possible for me to be seen by anyone else and not seen at all." He said.
"Then...what are you?" You asked.
He gulped before answering, a shifty look in his eyes. "I'm a d-demon."
"You're lying." You said. "T-that can't be true. It must be a trick."
"Well, that's kind of my specialty. I'm a trickster demon. It's the truth." He looked down. You looked at him, trying to see if he could be lying. Weirdly enough, he seemed genuine.
"So, is that why you tricked me into believing you were just a figment of my imagination?" You asked, a hint of venom in your voice.
"(Y/N), it's not like that." He said. "Stop making it seem as if I'm your enemy."
"Friends don't make other friends days worse, Kai. Friends don't light other friends' houses on fire, Kai." You said. "Those are things that enemies do."
"I admit, I was wrong for doing those things." He said. "I never meant for it to go that far. I was just...I was angry."
"Angry at who? Me? What could I have possibly done?"
"You don't understand, (Y/N)."
"Then help me understand." You said. "If not, then...then you can just go back to hell."
He looked at you in silence, a frown pulling at his face that made you feel a bit guilty for speaking without thinking. Yet, you didn't take it back, as you were still angry at him.
"We're engaged to be wed." He said, and you snapped your head up, almost mishearing him. "We have been since you were born. You see how big your dad's company is? He...he sold your soul in order to get that big. In order to seal the deal, you must be turned into a halfling before you die."
"A halfling?"
"Half demon, half human." He said. "Lucifer's servant. The only way to do that is to be wed to a demon...in hell."
"So...that dream..."
He nodded his head. "That's the only way I could marry you without you coming out to be too corrupted."
You couldn't say anything, remembering how you ran away from him in what you thought was a lucid dream. You could also feel the fuming rage that you had for your father. He sold his own newborn baby's soul to the devil for some stupid company. For money. Maybe he deserved to burn. It was only a hint of what was going to happen to him when he would eventually get to hell.
"(Y/N)?" He rested his hand on your knee, but you brushed it away.
"What if I don't marry you? Then what will happen?" You asked him.
"Lucifer...he'll devour the souls of the rest of your family." Kai said. "And doom all of you to burn in hell for eternity...including me."
You felt a deep sense of doom inside of you. The anger you had for Kai wasn't strong enough to cover how important he was to you, and for him so suffer just because of your father, you couldn't have that happen.
"What did you mean earlier? When you said something about me coming out too corrupted?" You asked.
"When you go to hell as a human, it...it changes you. I'm not sure how to explain this well, but you won't come out the same." He said. "Yet, of you to go hell in your dreams, you will remain unchanged. A wedding in hell is worse. In order to go back home, you have to be engulfed into flames...something more painful than you've ever experienced in your life."
"Why would I go back home?" You asked.
"You don't have to." He said. "It's a choice. Just like marrying me is. But, not coming back up here just means that you die at an early age. There's a possibility to just get married and then come back with your life unchanged, apart from the fact that you'd be a halfling."
"What would I be if I don't come back home?" You asked.
"Then you'd just be a demon. Like me." He said, then he frowned. "Do you...do you not want to be here?"
"No..." You said. Kai didn't answer, but there was no explanation needed. He's been with you your whole life and he's seen sides of you that you haven't shown anyone else. You weren't even as close with your parents as you were with Kai. So, he knew your troubles and he knew your stressors. He knew that you'd be much better off not being in this world, as horrible as it sounded. "I'll get married to you. And I'm sorry from running away from you in that dream. I just didn't know what was going on."
"That's my fault." He said, hesitantly placing his hand on your knee, afraid that you'll push him off, yet you didn't. "I should've told you earlier. And I shouldn't have made your week bad...I'm a terrible person."
"No. You're just a demon." You said with a quiet chuckle.
"Ah...it appears that I am." He said with a laugh.
"Will the wedding happen tonight?" You asked.
"It'll happen whenever you're ready." He said. "But I must warn you...when you come with me, you'll die up here. And once you die, you can't come back. Yet if you go in your dreams, you won't die."
"I'll go with you." You said quickly. He nodded.
"Oh, and, please don't freak out, but..." He trailed off, scratching the back of his neck.
"What now?" You asked, starting to get worried again.
"Well, it's...in order to uh, complete the marriage..." He gulped. "It's required to have a consummation...after the wedding."
"...a what?!"
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It took a few days for you to be mentallly ready for the wedding. You maybe have not been the fondest of your parents, but you had to find a way to say goodbye, or to at least leave your mark.
Meeting your mom after you went out to relax by the beach, you were surprised by your reaction.
"Hey, (Y/N), oh-" She looked over to beside you. "Who's this?"
You furrowed your brows and looked to the side, seeing the one and only Kai. You knew he was there the whole time, but you don't think he's ever showed himself to your parents.
"Oh, uh...this is Kai. My...friend." You said to her.
"Friends don't get married." He mumbled under his breath, but you judged him with your elbow.
"Kai...?" She raised a brow. You then noticed that you told her the name of your imaginary friend, who was essentially the same person, but she didn't know that.
"Yeah, Kai short for Kaipo." Kai lied, saving your ass. "It's an Hawaiian name."
"You're from Hawaii?" Your mom said, taking off her glasses in awe, and Kai nodded. "Ah, how wonderful."
"Uhm, we have homework to do." You said to her. "So, we're just going to go to my room."
"Oh, alright then." Your mom said. "Study hard."
"We will." You said. "...bye."
"Bye?" Your mom raised an eyebrow and chuckled at your awkward and misplaced goodbye. You then tugged Kai with you to your room, shutting the door behind you.
"That was awkward." Kai chuckled.
"What was I supposed to say?" You asked. "It's all I could do..."
"Did you meet up with your dad?" He asked and you nodded.
"I left him a note." You said, not wanting to elaborate.
"Oh, alright..." He said. "So does that mean...you want to get married tonight?"
"Y-yeah." You said, a nervous feeling in the pit of your stomach. You knew what you had to do in order to get there, and so did Kai. He reached in his back pocket for the orange bottle of pills, hesitatingly giving them to you.
"I'll meet you there then." He said.
"Can't you stay with me?" You asks him.
"No. I can't...I can't watch you die." He shook his head. "That's too much."
"Ah..." You nodded. "Then I'll see you there...I'll be okay, right?"
"You'll be fine." He smiled. "When you wake up, you'll be just fine."
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Opening your eyes, you were greeted with a familiar setting. You were in the same place as you were when you were in your dream. You were at the beginning of the wedding isle in your black and red dress, the dead bouquet of roses in your hand.
This time, though, you were happy to be here. You were still anxious and unsure, but you now understood the importance of the wedding, and you were willing to partake in it. You wouldn't have done it if it wasn't Kai. Now, it wasn't weird to have a romantic liking towards him. That was a relief.
The demons on both sides of the isle watched you, their eyes big and black, with no soul or emotion behind them. At the end of the isle was your soon to be husband, which turned out to be a demon this whole time. Was that good or bad? You wouldn't know.
You hagan your walk down the isle, this time, you weren't forced to do it against your will. You didn't want to run, and you didn't want to cower away. You wanted to pull through, and that's exactly what you were going to do.
Just like in your dream, you faced Kai at the end, and the demon beside the both of you spoke in the language that you still couldn't understand. It didn't matter, though, as you knew by the end of all this, you'd understand everything.
Kai lifted your veil over your head, revealing your face to him. This was it. This was the part where he would kiss you. He looked at you as if he was asking if you were alright. You weren't sure how you picked that up in his pitch black eyes, but you shave him a small smile to which he returned before leaning in. You shut your eyes right before you felt his soft lips against yours, and then, quicker than you wanted, he parted from the kiss.
All the fleeting thoughts of kissing Kai finally came true, and it was much better than you expected. It was short and sweet, yet he left you wanting more.
Yet both you and him knew that soon, there would be more. That sole thought left you zoning in and out throughout the wedding, just imagining what the hell was going to go down.
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You were in a room alone, stripped out of your dress and left in a revealing yet classy lingerie set. The room only consisted of a king sized bed and a vanity, where you sat to check your appearance.
You felt a little weird about it, yes. You've known Kai your whole life, you shouldn't feel self conscious, but at the same time...you've never done anything remotely close to what you were about to do. Kai was just imaginary, but now, you were about to give yourself to him.
You watched the door, feeling nervous. He was going to enter at any time now, and being alone in such a different place scared you.
You then heard the door creak open, and Kai slowly revealed himself to you. The two of you met eyes and you gulped, suddenly feeling exposed. You could tell that Kai was at least somewhat enamored by the way you looked, and he didn't do the best job of hiding it.
"H-hey." He said.
"Hi." You replied.
"You look really...really nice." He said, walking closer to you. Sitting down, you noticed how he towered over you, and you stood up to not feel too small, but his gaze still did so. You nearly curled in on yourself, becoming even more exposed.
"Thank you." You said, looking up at him.
"Hey, let's not make this awkward." He chuckled. "Let's not think about it too much."
"How can I not?" You asked, looking down.
"Oh...does that mean...you've been thinking about it this whole time?" He asked with courage. You were too shy to answer, but he already knew just by the bashful look on your face. "Because I have, too."
You gulped, looking into his black eyes, seeing no reflection in them.
"Are you scared of me?" He asked.
You shook your head.
"You don't have to lie." He chuckled. "It's okay to be scared. You've never seen me like this. But I'll take care of you. I'll be gentle...if that's what you want." He looked down at your lingerie clad body, his pants becoming tighter. He was needy for you, but he didn't want to make it obvious. But the way you stood in front of him like he's never seen before...it was doing things to him. "C-Can I touch you?" He asked.
"Y-yes." You nodded, watching as his large hands hesitantly settled on your exposed waist, stiff as ever.
"You can touch me other places, too." You said, and he almost choked, his eyes going round. "I-I didn't mean anything too explicit...not yet, at least." You chuckled, relaxing a bit more to see that he was just as nervous as you.
"So...I can touch down...here?" He slowly slid his hands down past your hips, and he gently cupped your ass. You felt your arousal start to grow as you nodded. "Can I kiss you too?"
"You can do anything you want to me." You said.
"Don't say that...I might lose it." He nervously laughed.
"Well...isn't that what we're here for?" You stepped closer to him, close enough that your bodies were pressed together.
"Y-yeah..." He stuttered, lowering down to slot his lips in between yours. You stood on your tip-toes to reach the kiss, your hands on his shoulders to support you. The kiss started out slowly, something that you could get used to so far. Just like he said before, he was gentle, his hands caressing your skin.
After a bit, his slotted his tongue into your mouth, and you were surprised to feel that he had a forked tongue. You were fascinated, to say the least, twirling your tongue around his. Yet, just when it started to get heated, you felt the burn of your claves. You were on your toes for too long, and you went down on your flat feet, breaking the kiss. Kai chuckled at you, knowing what had happened.
"Should we move to the bed?" He asked and you nodded. With his hands on your waist, he guided you backwards from the vanity to the bed, leaning you back so that you were laid down. From this point of view, he could see everything, now, and so could you. His bulge was large against his pants, and that's when you noticed that he was far too clothed for your liking.
"Can you t-take your clothes off?" You asked him. He looked down at himself, almost as if he was surprised he even still had clothes on. He reached to take off his all black suit, which was a sight that you enjoyed seeing. Soon enough, he was bare before you, all except for his boxers.
You knew this before, but without his clothes, Kai seemed even more broad than he already was, especially when he hovered over you. If someone was to look from a birds eye view, you'd be completely covered by him. You felt so small, and it heightened your arousal even more.
Kai attached his lips to yours once more, his tongue immediately meeting yours. At the same time as kissing you, he spread your legs wide enough so that he could fit in between them, and you felt his bulge come right into contact with your clothed pussy. You moaned into the kiss and Kai parted from you, making you feel a bit embarrassed.
"That was really pretty." Kai said. After hearing it once, he wanted to hear it again, prompting him to experimentally push his hips forward, grinding against your clit. You gasped at the pleasurable feeling, your pussy clenching around nothing. "Does that feel good?"
You nodded, too scared that your voice would sound too fucked out already. Kai felt his chest swell up with pride as he took a gentle grab of your hips, grinding into you once more. If just grinding into you made you feel this way, he simply couldn't imagine what you'd be like when you'd be stuffed with his cock.
He leaned over you, keeping a steady pace as he grinded into you. He wanted to savor your lingerie a bit more, but the urge to see your completely naked took over. And he released that urge in a bit of an aggressive way.
You gasped once he ripped your lacy bra off of you, and he looked at the tattered fabric in his hand as if he was surprised as well.
"S-sorry..." He trailed off as he caught sight of your breasts, free and exposed just for him. He forgot about your bra, tossing it to the side as he slid his hands up to your breasts to cup them. "You're so pretty." He mumbled, watching as he folding your breasts.
You were still a bit distracted by the rolling of his hips into yours, but once your felt his mouth suckle around your nipple, you were snapped back into focus. The added sensation made everything more pleasurable, and he closed his eyes, his tongue swirling around your hard bud. You tangled your hands into his blonde hair, your mouth falling agape as your orgasm suddenly hit you by surprise. Your moans got louder against your will, and your eyes rolled to the back of your head.
Kai locked his lips, watching as you calmed down from your high wanting more.
"Fuck, you are so gorgeous." He said, scooting you back on the bed so he could fully hover over you.
"Kai, I want you." You breathed out, already fucked out. "I want your cock."
"You sure it won't be too much for you?" He asked, an innocent look on his face, yet you knew him too well, knowing he was teasing you. "You came so easily just now, baby." With the added pet name, he tried to make his words soft, but there was the hard undertone underneath that, making you gush in your useless underwear.
"Please, Kai." You whined, dragging your hand down to his boxers. He chuckled, pulling down his boxers and releasing a long, girthy cock. You knew he had to have something lengthy down there, seeing how big he was, but it was still a surprise to you.
He went to remove your panties, your wetness sticking to it as he pulled it down. His mouth was watering, seeing just how wet you were. He made a mental note that he was going to eat you out next time. As if in a trance, you noticed him staring at your pussy, and you felt shy once again.
"K-Kai, please." You whined.
"Sorry," He breathed out, hovering over you once more, his tip aligning with your entrance. "Are you ready?"
You nodded. With that, he started to slowly push his cock into you, and you felt delicious yet painful stretch. It wasn't too painful to where you needed to stop, so you felt him keep going until he had his whole cock stuffed inside of you. He sighed in pleasure at your walls wrapped around him.
He started to thrust inside of you, slowly but deeply. He bit his lip in concentration while you held onto his shoulders, savoring the feel of his cock inside of you. He picked up the pace, going steady, but not too fast to where you were overwhelmed.
"Fuck, Kai, your cock feels so good." You moaned out.
"Yeah?"
You nodded. "Please go faster."
"How fast?" He asked. "I don't want to hurt you."
"You won't hurt me." You said, moaning as he continued to go at a steady pace, and you bit your lip. "I like it fast and hard. You can do that for me, right?"
You smiled at Kai's surprised face, his thrusts slowing down. He quickly recollected himself, positioning himself to where he'd be able to pleasure you properly.
"Yeah, I can do that". He said. He started to thrust faster into you, his thrusts gradually becoming faster and harder.
As your moans got louder, he went harder, you spurring him on, and it got to the point where he was pounding you into the mattress.
You cursed, holding onto him as you noticed that every thrust pushed you up the bed. He grabbed onto your hips tightly with his large hands, holding you down as he pistoned into you.
This was exactly what you wanted. For him to lose control. Your wetness was evident, the noise combining with the slaps of skin on skin as well and your moans. He muttered profanities into your ear, using more of his strength to fuck into you to where it was almost painful, but the pleasure always out ruled the pain.
You were borderline screaming at this point, not knowing that Kai was capable of making you feel this way.
"Fuck, I'm gonna cum." He whined into your ear, his thrusts becoming sloppy. You felt his cock throbbing, even with how fast he was pounding inside of you.
"Cum inside me, please, I want it." You moaned, wrapping your legs around his waist. He nodded against your neck groaning as you felt his cock uncontrollably twitch inside of you.
Then, you felt ropes of his cum pour into you, paired with his high pitched whine. He thrusted into you, milking himself until his cum was spilling out of you in a mess.
After he finished cumming inside of you, he pulled out, watching his cum drip out of you. He licked his lips, not forgetting about you. You yelped in surprised once he dipped down, taking your swollen clit in between his slip.
You moaned loudly, your hands going to tug of his hair as he fiercely sucked your clit, quickly bringing you to your second orgasm. You heaved out moans as you shut your eyes, grinding against Kai's face to ride out your high.
After you had calmed down, you felt a bit embarrassed at how desperate you were, but Kai didn't seem to care as he kissed you again, a mix of yours and his cum on your mouth. It was filthy, yes, but after what had just happened, that was nothing.
After the heated kia that just took place, Kai rested his head on yours, a lazy smile on his face that you matched.
"So...it's done now?" You asked him. "You're my husband?"
"Yeah...and you're my wife." He chuckled. "Now, all you have to do is meet with Lucifer. Then, we'll...we'll be able to be together here."
"Lucifer..." You muttered under your breath.
"Are you scared?" He asked. "Don't be. I'll be beside you the whole time, okay?"
"Okay..." You smiled, and he kissed you again.
"I can't believe we just did the devil's tango." He giggled, going back to the Kai you've always known.
"It seems like you want to do it again, huh?" You smirked, feeling his hardness against your thigh. He looked down, laughing as he didn't notice before.
"It appears so."
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Your dad woke up from his slumber, his arms wrapped in bandages from the burns. He had once more day until he was able to be discharged, and he was excited to be reunified with you and your mom.
Looking at the table beside his hospital bed, he noticed a folded piece of paper that wasn't there before. He furrowed his brows in confusion, grabbing the piece of paper and un-folding it, revealing a letter.
Dear Father,
I hope you're having a great time with your company booming and all. You know you have to, especially when you know you're doomed to burn in hell. When you get discharged, I'll be dead, but you knew it was going to happen one day, right?
That's all I have to say to you. I hope you love with the guilt that your daughter's dead because of you.
a/n: i couldn't help but do this for these lovely boys as well <3 cw: food mention. you may not be able to recover from this. sorry in advance :D <3
☆ YEONJUN
like the most fierce but softest love. like hugging each other after you fought over the last piece of cake. like stolen glances and intense stares. like bear hugs and light strokes over the softness of your cheek. like going on random adventures in the middle of the night as he begrudgingly follows you around, still eager to protect you in the dark. like his soft lips and hot breath brushing against your skin. like his heavy arms wrapped around you middle, refusing to let you leave in the mornings. like his gaze always being drawn to you, even when you just walk past him sitting on the couch, doing your own thing.
☆ SOOBIN
like the softest pillows and the warmest hugs. like stroking each other's hair and not being able to hold back a cheesy grin. like being the other's greatest confidant and biggest supporter. like him showing you his sweetest smiles when you feel bad. like the bonding experience of sharing ice cream at 3 am on the kitchen floor. like laying in each other's arms and keeping the other awake with small tugs and pinches, not ready to let the moment pass. like gladly nuzzling your head into his neck, chuckles erupting from his lips when he feels your breath against his skin.
☆ BEOMGYU
like being each other's best friend and partner in crime. like laughing so loud people turn their heads when you're in public. like keeping an eye out for the other wherever you are. like protecting each other no matter what. like getting up in each other's spaces only to be tackled in a hug. like lingering touches and slightly too long gazes. like the unexpected shy moments that both of you have. like feeling so at home with each other, you have no boundaries anymore. like feeling as if you've known each other your whole lives.
☆ TAEHYUN
like looking as if you two are just friends before you share sweet hugs and cuddles. like his eyes sparkling just as much as yours when you talk about something you are passionate about. like he's lingering to every word you form, as if they are holy to him. like admiring the other silently when you lay down, not being able to find words for the beauty in each other's features. like small touches and held hands in your pockets. like arguing without any hard feelings and you always give up because you know he's always right. like keeping him company, even when you just watch him in the gym.
☆ HUENING KAI
like you are unable to shake the lovesick grin you wear around each other. like tracing the outlines of each other's features, muttering how much you love each other. like fighting to find him in between all his plushies. like feeding each other popcorn while your attention is captured by a movie. like randomly playing hide and seek or catch when you're bored at home. like sharing two straws for you milkshakes, smoothies, iced coffees. like fixing each other's hair and being each other's bestest friend. like his head laying on your stomach, peacefully sleeping his stressful days away.
txt's reaction to their partner snuggling up to them in their sleep.
i put in my two weeks at my job and i'm finding it hard to find the will to even get up and go to work lately.. but i'll live!
request: 'hi i wonder if you could write a reaction to txt when his partner snuggles up to him while he sleeps (like rubbing his head against his neck or squeezing him tighter) all yam soft 💜 Thank you'
genre: super fluff, might make your heart explode! established relationship.
✧*:･ﾟyeonjun
for some reason yeonjun always took longer to fall asleep than you did. he would lay in bed but swipe through his phone mindlessly or answer fans on weverse before bed with the tv playing softly in the back ground often times causing you to nod off before him.
he'd know you were asleep when he would feel you moving closer to him, your head nuzzling into his side and it caused him to smile softly before wrapping an arm around you. something about his warmth and smell caused you to feel at home and safe which is why you think your body always looked for him in your sleep.
setting his phone aside, yeonjun would focus his attention on your sleeping form cuddled up next to him, placing soft kisses at your temples and whispering sweet things he knows you can't hear.
he'd think it was so cute, the way you just stuff your face into his side or back and mumble in protest when he moves. eventually he'd stay put and fall asleep himself, the both of you tangled up in eachother's limbs.
✧*:･ﾟsoobin
part of me thinks soobin stays up late unless he comes home extremely tired from his schedules. usually you'd fall asleep first and after a while he'd follow but this time you guys were watching tv and he fell asleep first.
after a while you turned off the tv and nuzzled into him as you slowly started to fall asleep. unfortunately, this would wake him slightly. you'd think after all this time of you both sleeping the same way he'd be used to it, but alias he wakes up.
you have to shush him slightly and tell him to go back to sleep before going back to burring your head into his neck and falling asleep yourself. you'd probably leave a kiss on what ever skin your lips could reach before whispering a good night.
 surprisingly in the morning you both would wake up still in eachother's arms. he could feel your presence and that let his body stay put, plus with your face flush against his neck, it was kinda hard to move away.
✧*:･ﾟbeomgyu
oh he's a master cuddler! he literally knows exactly how you like the bed set up and how he has to lay for you to comfortably find your way onto him in your sleep.
he'd probably come home late so you'd already be asleep once he showered and got to bed, yet somehow you always found your way on top of your bear like boyfriend not long after he got comfortable.
beomgyu calls it the "gyu-effect" if you're asleep with him around, some how to find your way to snuggle up against him. maybe it was his warmed or the familiar smell that always brought your  subconscious to him but, it makes him proud you can freely lay on him.
he'd never complain, ever. even if you were quite literally on top of him he wouldn't care. he loves you so much that he finds it so cute that he wouldn't even want to wake you up.
✧*:･ﾟtaehyun
taehyun notices the way you roll over and nuzzle yourself against him at night every night. he thinks it's adorable the way you stuff your face into the dip in his back while he sleeps but expect him to tease you a little about it in the morning.
he loves when you do it so much that he started training himself to only sleep on his side so you can do so. if not you actually whine in the middle of the night which has sent him into a panic before.
sometimes he worries that he might not feel you behind him and his body might roll over but you keep reassuring him that it hasnt happen and wont happen anytime soon.
he also loves it when you mumble against the skin of his back. sometimes you want to tell him something but you're so tired and already half asleep that all you can so is slowly mumble things for him to try and make out.
✧*:･ﾟhueningkai
much like beomgyu, kai loves cuddles so much, so the fact that you cuddle up to him in your sleep melts his heart. of course he laughs softly as you start to move against him, but in the end he realized he can't sleep without it.
most days his mind remains awake until you finally roll over and sleepily nuzzle his arm and side. once he feels your soft breaths against his bicep he can finally fall asleep like you might be better than any plushie he has.
he probably even snaps a candid photo of you, partly because he wants to show you what you do at night because you deny being that adorable and partly to keep in his phone when he misses you.
this doesnt save you from his cute playful teasing in the morning where he over exaggeratedly reenact what happened last night and how you cuddled into him.
❁ requests are currently closed! ⤞ i am working on your beautiful requests !
— he introduces you to the members. honestly, as the oldest, it wpuld be a big deal for yeonjun to introduce his partner. he'd only do so if he knows you guys will be more long term. why waste his members time if not?
𖧵ֹ໋݊ SOOBIN
— a sign soobin feel for you would be that he wakes you up every morning. as a very busy leader, soobin wouldn't have time to take care of anyone other than his members. he has to make time for you. and if he loves you enough, he'll squeeze that time into the morning just for you.
𖧵ֹ໋݊ BEOMGYU
— is slightly aggressive with you. i think if beomgyu loves and trusts someone with all his heart, he'll be himself infront of them and with them. if he shows his signs of aggressive affection, take it. it's more rare to experience than you may think.
𖧵ֹ໋݊ TAEHYUN
— he gives you his sweaters & sweatshirts. i don't see taehyun as one to share clothes, even with close friends (maybe not even in a life or death situation 😭). so if he lets you wear his stuff? even his t-shirts? just knows he's really in love with you.
𖧵ֹ໋݊ HUENINGKAI
— when kai plans cute and fun events for you two, he really does love you. another vusy schedule but he'll make the time to prepare cute dates just for you. he loves classics and cute such as building a pillow fort, or baking. if hueningkai brings you out to dates often, remember that he's fallen for you.
☆ warnings - size kink, unprotected vaginal sex, reader being treated like a rag doll, creampie, rough/forceful sex (consentual), vaginal fingering, brief slapping (ass and clit), unestablished relationship, use of the words cock and pussy, slight dom kai, dirty talking
☆ word count - 2.9k
☆ genre - smut
☆ authors note - i may have gone overboard once again.. heres part 1
☆ description - reader and kai finally give into their perverted thoughts and kai gives into his sexual desires instead of being the cute and shy hyuka that we all know and love. he starts off gentle but he just cant control himself.
☆ tags - @yunhoflrtz @sweetiehyuka
a few days later, you and kai were sitting on his bed, backs against the wall, watching a movie. the boys had gone home to see their families and you didnt want kai to be alone, so you decided to stay with him until they came back.
you were sitting close together, his body pressed against yours, but neither of you were truly watching the movie. kai was lost in thoughts about being inside you, as he usually was. the heat coming from your small body is what made it hard for him to focus in the first place, and even sitting down, he towered over you. you were just so tiny and warm that his head was completely clouded.
you on the other hand, were distracted with thoughts of him. his hands were currently in his lap and you couldnt help but think about them on you.
just as you were beginning to wish that you had the confidence to approach him in that way, you caught sight of the tent forming in his pants right before he covered his lap with a pillow. you thought that he had to be thinking about you because there was nothing sexual in the movie, so you took your chance. you slowly placed your hand on the pillow and pushed down a little, directly on his dick.
"y/n what are you doing?" he asked you, voice cracking as you continued to palm him over the pillow.
"you looked like you needed help hyuka. do you want me to help you?" you asked him, pushing down harder which elicited a small whine from the giant boy sitting next to you.
"n-no, I'm fine, i can take care of it myself" he stuttered, but contrary to the words leaving his mouth, his body gave him away when you pushed down a tiny bit harder and felt him buck his hips up against your small hand.
"i can help you if you want. i know that youre hard because of me so its only fair.."
while he did have plenty of scenarios that he imagined with you, he never thought he would actually be able to partake in them, so he couldn't help but internally panic a little.
he finally nodded his head and you pulled the pillow from his lap and climbed on top of him. you pressed your core firmly against his fully erect cock and began moving your hips, grinding on him. you placed your hands on his arms and felt his muscles relax as his hands found their place on your waist.
you could feel his hands squeeze your waist as you started to bounce on him. kai was now basically moving your body with his hands. there was something about how small you were, even sitting on his lap, that made him twitch in his sweats. judging by the way he could bounce you on his lap, that definitely meant he could do just about anything to you and that excited him.
"please fuck me kai" you moaned into his broad chest as he bounced you on his cock. you couldnt take the friction anymore and needed something inside of you.
his motions stilled for a second and just as you were about to complain that he was doing the opposite of what you wanted, he pushed you back on the bed and your head landed on a pillow. kai climbed on top of you and took in the sight of your tiny body underneath his before pressing his lips on yours desperately.
you werent sure where shy kai went but he was anything but that now. it was like a wave of dominance washed over him and you could feel his hands searching your body as he roughly pulled your shirt up to reveal your chest and then tugged your shorts down with equal force.
"wait kai" you said, out of breath from his kiss.
he automatically stopped and asked "did i do something wrong?"
"no not at all, but you dont have to be so rushed, the boys arent coming back tonight, you can take your time with me" you told him
"i know its just... ive wanted you for so long and i cant help but move quickly, i just want to bury myself inside you." he said while moving his mouth to your neck and sliding his hand towards your underwear covered core.
"kai look at me"
he stopped and propped himself up on his hands and knees over you.
you held his face with both hands and said "hyuka i love you. ive been wanting this for a long time too, thats why i want you to
take your time and experience this the best way possible"
kai smiled and said "i love you too y/n" and leaned down to kiss your lips softly before sitting up and pulling his shirt off. you did the same since yours was currently hiked up over your chest. he then pulled your shorts down your legs and began slowly but roughly rubbing and squeezing your thighs. he could feel his cock throbbing with every small whine that came from your mouth.
"touch me... please" you whined, wanting to feel something, anything against your needy core.
kai shook his head and said "i cant, i have to make sure you're ready. im a lot bigger than you, even my fingers are thicker and longer than your tiny ones. youre just so small that i could hurt you easily.. you dont want me to hurt you right?" while his large hands made their way between your thighs and gently spread them open. his tone was slightly teasing and it made you squirm underneath him in anticipation.
you shook your head and moaned quietly as kai ran the pad of his index finger up your clothed slit. he then pulled your panties off of you and threw them to the side before using both of his hands to spread your lips.
"look how wet you are.." he said as he gently pushed his index finger into you and then pulled it out right after. he held the glistening digit up to your mouth and you parted your lips, letting him slide his finger in.
after you sucked it clean, he pulled it out and slowly pushed it back into you. he pumped it in and out of you, curling it against your walls a few times before asking "do you think you can handle another one or do you want me to wait?"
"more please" you sighed. even though it wasnt much, his finger was much larger than yours which made made it feel 10 times better than yours ever did, especially when he slid his middle finger into you. you moaned at the slight stretch and he gently scissored his fingers inside you, trying to get you used to the stretch.
"kai please" you moaned, needing more, but he said "not yet y/n"
after pumping his fingers into you a few more times, he finally pulled his fingers out and then leaned over you to the bedside table that he shared with taehyun. you watched as he pulled a condom out and then said "no condom kai, please"
kai nodded and put it back before postioning himself on his knees, between your thighs.
he held back a small groan as his dick smacked against his stomach when he pulled his sweats and boxers down. just the thought of taking you raw had his tip leaking precum.
your eyes widened as they landed on his dick, which was standing proudly, looking painfully hard. the head was big and red and you could see the precum slowly leaking from it. it was bigger than you could have imagined and honestly, you werent really sure if you would be able to take the whole thing, it was not only long but thick too.
kai moved your legs so that your knees were in the air and then lined himself up with your entrance but he didnt push it in, instead he hovered over you, the tip just barely touching you.
"are you sure about this y/n?" he asked you, wanting to make sure you were comfortable.
"im sure hyuka" you told him, reaching up to gently brush his hair from his eyes.
"tell me if it hurts" he said as he began to slowly slide into your leaking core.
you nodded and then winced at the sudden burning sensation between your legs. you could feel kais cock stretching you out as it filled you up. you couldnt tell if it was too much or if you would be able to handle it.
when kai had about an inch left to push in, you grabbed his arm tightly and whined "kai i cant, its too big"
kai shushed you and then said "its okay
y/n, theres only a little bit more, i know you can take it, ill go slowly"
you nodded and shut your eyes, trying to focus on your breathing while still holding onto kais bicep tightly.
kai bottomed out after a few minutes and let out a low groan as your walls squeezed around him tightly. "there you go, i knew you could take it all, how does it feel" he asked as he gently caressed your cheek.
you could feel his cock pulsating against your walls and you moaned, your hand dropping to the sheets under you. "so full hyuka, it feels so good. youre so big" you moaned out.
kai adjusted himself over you and rested his upper body weight against you. he buried his face in your neck and moved his hand to your chest, pulling your bra down and squeezing your boob while slowly fucking into you. you couldnt help but moan and squirm under his weight while he sucked on your neck, covering it in hickeys.
once he was able to glide into you without any resistance, he picked up his pace slightly and moved back to his original position, holding himself up with his hands near your head. kai gazed down at you and groaned. your body seemed a lot smaller now that he was over you and it was making him want to use you like a little sex doll, but he couldnt. not yet at least.
he continued to roll his hips into you at a steady pace while you moaned and whimpered under him. you could feel your orgasm building and wrapped your thighs around kais waist, forcing him deeper inside you.
"are you gonna cum for me?" he asked you. he could feel your walls clamping down on him tighter than before and could tell you were close.
you nodded, not being able to form any words because of the way kai began snapping his hips into you roughly, chasing his own climax.
you both came together shortly after and before you could even take a deep breath, kai was pulling out of you and rolling you over onto your stomach. he pulled you up so you were on all fours and then lined up with your core before plunging himself back into you, making his cum leak out of you.
from the way he manhandled your body, you knew he was about to give in to his desires that he had kept hidden, and you were completely okay with it. there was something about how your shy and giggly best friend was using you that turned you on. before, you wanted him to slow down and take his time, but all of that flew out of the window as soon as he forced his cock back into you. the pain of being stretched out again actually felt good this time.
"i wish you could see how pretty you look, all messy and stretched around me" he said while squeezing your hip with one hand and using his other to squeeze your ass cheek while he pounded into you harder than before.you moaned his name loudly and could feel your arms shaking under you. actually, your whole body was trembling. kai didnt give you time to calm down from your first orgasm before he started fucking you again, so you were having a hard time taking it as hard as he was giving it to you.
kai smacked your ass lightly, not wanting to hurt you, despite absolutely railing you and holding your waist tight enough to leave a bruise. you could feel your arms about to give out but before they could, kai looped his arm around your waist and sat back on his heels. he pulled you back so that he was between your legs and bounced you on his cock.
it was an odd position but his dick was reaching a whole new angle than before. you could feel him deeper inside you, the tip of his cock hitting your g-spot everytime he slammed your body back down on him.
the room was full of both your and kais moans, the sound of skin slapping from the way the backs of your thighs and ass hit the tops of his thighs, and the lewd wet sound coming from your pussy as he forced you to ride his cock.
he reached his arm around your body, one hand still tightly holding your waist, and pushed his fingers between your slick folds to rub your clit. your body jerked in his arms, involuntarily reacting to the overstimulation, and kai began thrusting up into you everytime he pulled you back down on his dick.
"hyuka please its too much... too deep" you cried out, unable to physically handle the level of pleasure he was causing you.
"youre taking me so well though, dont you want to cum on my cock again?" he asked you.
"but youre so big" you told him, tears pricking your eyes. you werent in pain at all though. your walls were just far too sensitive and his dick was rubbing against every nerve, making you want to pull away from him every time he buried himself inside you.
"hmm.. i think you can take it y/n. is my big cock too much for your tiny cunt? do you want me to stop?" he asked you while rubbing circles on your clit.
"n-no hyuka, i can take it." you stuttered, changing your mind because you didnt want him to stop. it felt too good for him to just stop.
"so what do you want? do you want me to fill that tiny cunt of yours with my cum? you want me to force you to take every inch of my cock?" he asked
"i want you to use me kai, make me take it" you begged
kai grunted at the words that left your mouth and not so gently smacked your clit while thrusting into you, causing you to jerk forward. he let go of your body and you landed on the bed. he wasted no time roughly gripping your waist and pulling your lower half up to meet his before quite literally slamming himself back into your core, which was steadily dripping arousal and creating a white ring around kais cock with every thrust.
you could feel his dick dangerously deep inside you but he didnt care. all he wanted to do was fuck you, he wanted to use your small body as he pleased, and while he was doing that currently, theres was more he wanted to do. he wanted to make you drool and cry and scream. he wanted to make you rake your nails down his back while he forced himself into your tight walls with no warning. he wanted to cum in you over and over until you were leaking on his bedsheets. he wanted to abuse your cunt until it was sore. he wanted to make you take his cock until you couldnt, and then make you take it anyway. this wouldnt be the only time he fucks you with no self control. you were just too tiny and fragile and there was something in him that wanted to ruin you. the soft kai from before was 100% gone now, his own desires won against the resolve he had before.
you could feel the tension in your lower stomach about to snap like a rubber band and with a particularly violent thrust, you came undone on his cock.
he thrusted into you a few more times, while listening to the way you screamed for him and watching how your body convulsed on the bed, overwhelmed with pleasure. he held onto you tightly and with one final deep thrust, (and a loud cry from you) he came inside you, grunting as your walls milked him for a second time.
after riding out his high, he pulled out of your heat, which was slowly leaking a mixture of fluids.
kai collapsed on the bed next to you, his cum covered dick softening, and pulled your body against his before burying his face in your chest. you could tell by the lack of words coming from him now, that he was now back to his normal shy self and was most likely embarrassed by his lack of self control.
you moved your arm to drape it over him and closed your eyes, ignoring the sticky mess between your thighs, as well as the dull ache throughout your whole body.
maybe you should have given into your thoughts sooner.
☆ warnings - perverted thoughts, masturbation (with door open), vulgar words and descriptions, sex fantasies. brief mention of size kink, creampie, bruising, and virginity. no actual sex
☆ word count - 0.7K
☆ genre - smut
☆ authors note - i went a little bit overboard tbh.
☆ description - the perverse thoughts of Kai
Hueningkai had a crush on you for a long time now but lately he had been feeling turned on by you. you could be doing the most innocent things but his mind would go elsewhere.
if you were walking, his eyes would be on your thighs and the little triangle outline of your cunt in between them, that would be noticeable when your jeans or shorts rode up. he would watch the way your boobs jiggled slightly when you walked and when you ate a popsicle, he'd pay attention to the way your lips wrapped around it.
seeing you made his virgin cock twitch in his jeans. you were small in height, compared to him. his shoulders were broader, hands bigger. every time he stood next to you, he couldn't help but think about how tiny you'd look under him, hands enclosed in his as he fucked into you.
he loved the way you would pull your jeans up while wiggling your legs. seeing your ass jiggle made him think about what it would look like if he were fucking you from the back. despite seeming innocent, he was far from it. sometimes when you looked at him, he worried that you could read his mind. you were just so beautiful that his mind was constantly filled with thoughts of you.
he thought about fucking you in many different ways. he wanted to bend you over the back of the couch and take you from the back but he also wanted to put you on the kitchen counter with your thighs around him while he covered your neck in hickies and slowly fucked into you. one of his favorite things to think about when he stroked himself at night was taking you in missionary. he wanted to see the way your face contorted in pleasure while your pussy stretched around him. he wanted to feel your hands on him, one pressed flat against his back and the other in his hair as he marked your neck.
sometimes he thought you did certain things on purpose. like the time he was sitting on the couch and you dropped your phone on the floor and bent over to pick it up. he had a perfect view down your shirt and you had stayed bent over a little bit too long for it to be an accident, but he didn't say anything about it.
or the time you were walking in front of him, you were going to the bathroom and him to his room, and you suddenly bent over, making him bump his already hardening dick (from watching your ass while you walked in front of him) against you. you hadn't even dropped anything and he wasn't sure why you bent over, but he wasnt really worried about it. instead, he kept replaying the situation in his head, from the way your ass and thighs looked in your jeans as your hips swayed from side to side, to how it felt having his cock cushioned against you for a split second. he couldnt help but rut his hips against his pillow that night, pretending that it was you under him with his dick between your ass cheeks.
there wasn't anyone Kai wanted to take his virginity more than you. he wanted to bury his dick inside you so bad but he didn't want to fuck you, he wanted to make love to you. he wanted to show you how much he loved you by kissing all over you and pleasuring you. he wanted to feel your walls squeeze around him while he pumped you full of his cum and made you his. he wanted to hear your moans and see how beautiful you were when you were completely naked. he wanted to worship your body and make you cum around him until you couldn't anymore. he wanted to leave bruises on your hips from where he held onto you too hard. he thought about all of this while he jerked himself off to you, lowly moaning your name, with his bedroom door wide open.
you were the only one there and had been in the living room, watching tv. the thrill of you catching him with his big hand wrapped around his equally big dick while it throbbed and leaked precum added to the pleasure he felt.
little did he know, you were actually the bathroom with 2 fingers in your pussy, soaked panties in your mouth to muffle your moans as you fingered yourself, imagining that it was kai inside you instead of your fingers.
