Junhoe slams the door to the apartment and you roll your eyes. You kick off your heels and stomp down the hallway. You make it as far as the kitchen before he catches up with you.
“I can’t believe you,” he snaps.
You turn on him, jabbing a finger into his chest. “I can’t believe you!” You parrot him. “I wasn’t flirting with him. Are you that insecure that I’m not allowed to talk to other guys anymore.”
He glares at you, grabbing your hand. You try and pull it out of his grasp but he just pulls you closer, knocking you off balance. You fall into his chest.
“He was flirting with you,” he growls. “He would have fucked you right then and there if you had let him.”
“But I didnt, did I?” you snap at him.
“Shut up, just shut up,” he tells you.
You’re suddenly aware of his hard on pressing against your leg and realization dawns on you.
“You’re jealous,” you say accusingly.
“Of course I’m fucking jealous,” he snaps. “I won’t let anyone else touch you. You’re mine.”
“And what are you going to do about it?” you mock him.
Suddenly you find yourself spun around, bent over the counter, Junhoe’s heavy weight on top of you. You gasp, instantly wet.
“I’m going to remind you who you belong to,” he growls into your ear, and you grind back against his dick. His hands are sliding up under your dress and you subconsciously spread your legs, giving him better access.
He pushes your panties aside, sinking two fingers into you. “You’re wet,” he accuses. “Is it for him or me?”
“You, you fucking idiot,” you snap. “Are you stupid?”
He growls again, pushing a third finger into you, prepping you rough and fast, a sign of things to come and you gasp, clutching the counter for support.
His hands disappear and you can hear the hiss of zipper as he undoes it, shoving his pants and boxers down far enough to free his dick. He holds your panties to the side, and pushes into you in one swift movement.
You groan as he sets a brutal pace, hips snapping against your ass over and over again. You grip the counter with both hands, knuckles turning white.
“You bastard,” you growl, but it comes out as a breathy moan.
“Mine. You’re mine,” he reminds you over and over again as he fucks you raw.
You’re losing your mind quickly, turning into a shivering, moaning mess. “Junhoe,” you gasp.
“Who’s are you?” he demands.
“Yours. I’m yours. Just yours,” you cry.
That satisfies him and he reaches around you with one hand, and rubs your clit in time with his thrusts, fast and hard.
You howl, knees almost buckling as you come, gasping and crying out. He holds you as he comes right after you, spilling into you. His grip on your hips is hard enough to bruise but you don’t mind.
He pulls out, and carefully lowers both of you to sit on the kitchen floor. You lean against him, panting and gasping for breath. He’s not in any better shape.
You’re half asleep against his chest when you speak. “I wasn’t flirting with him,” you say.
“Who’s a good boy,” you coo to the boy on the bed. Jiwon’s hands are handcuffed behind his back, causing his chest to thrust up towards you.
Silence isn’t the answer you’re looking for and you slap the sensitive skin of his inner thigh.
“M-me?” he stammers, and you smile. Jiwon is so strung out already although you’ve barely been playing with him for half an hour.
“That’s right, you’re my good boy.” You squish his cheeks together and kiss his mouth. He chases your lips when you pull away, and you push him back against the bed.
You spread his legs with one hand, and reach for your lube. You’d made himself open himself up for you earlier.
“Which one baby, blue or pink?” you ask, holding up the two toys
“Blue,” he pants.
“Pink it is,” you say with a smile. The vibrator is thin and long, angled to sit against his prostate. You tap it against his mouth, and he obediently opens up. You slip in the head and he sucks on it. You push it further in, working it until he gags, and you hold it there for a moment longer until his body jerks, desperate, before you pull it back.
“Good boy,” you praise. You lube it up, and slowly press it past the ring of muscle. He gasps, and you push it a little further. His hips jerk, and he squirms, trying to get more. You push the rest in in one smooth movement, drawing a breathy moan from Jiwon’s mouth.
“You took that so well, beautiful boy,” you say, stroking Jiwon’s hip. He blushes and you admire the way it flushes down his chest.
You slowly fuck him with the vibrator, not turning it on just yet. Jiwon pants softly and moves his hips in time with your hand. You let him get comfortable before you click it on with no warning. His mouth falls open and he shouts. You grin and press the vibe in farther so it’s vibrating intensely against his prostate.
He squirms, trying to get away, but you hold him in place. You play with him for a few moments, before relenting and relaxing the pressure.
“Fuck yourself,” you tell him, and he complies happily, thrusting down against the toy, again and again.
“You look so pretty like this,” you praise him. “You’re doing such a good job, just like that.”
He whines and his hips buck. You push the button again and the vibrations intensify. His body jerks and he fucks himself harder.
“Please,” he gasps.
“Please, what Jiwon?” You ask.
“Touch me, please,” he begs.
You shake your head. “You’re going to come for me just like this baby,” you tell him.
You press the button and the vibrator hits it’s max. You hold it tight as Bobby, achingly hard and desperate tries to get away. You still him with a hand on his hip, and he obediently stops.
You fuck him with the toy, fast and hard and he gasps and whines, thrusting with you. He’s close and you can tell.
“Come for me babe,” you encourage him.
It takes a few more thrusts but soon he’s coming all over himself, moaning.
“I knew you could do it,” you say excitedly. You swipe a finger through the cum and push it into his mouth, and he obediently sucks it off.
“Who’s my best boy?” You ask, leaning down and kissing his hip as you turn the vibrator off and carefully pull it off.
“Me, it’s me,” he pants, exhausted, but proud of himself.
“That’s right, now let’s go for one more shall we?” you ask, wrapping your hand around his over sensitive dick.
“No!” he begs, but you ignore him, jerking him off, sloppy and fast.
“No, please no,” he gasps, body jerking as he tries desperately to get away from you.
“You can do it,” you tell him.
“I can’t, I can’t l,” he pants, but his hips are already jerking in your hand, close to coming again.
“Just a little more, you’re being such a good boy for me,” you praise him.
He’s crying but he comes, spilling over your hand with a shout. You let go of him and he slumps back on the bed.
When you wake up you’re confused. You can’t move properly, and you open your eyes to see your hands tied above your head.
“Babe?” you ask sleepily, and Donghyuk appears in the doorway, goofy grin on his face.
“Morning sleepy head,” he says casually, like he doesn’t have you tied to the bed.
“What’s going on?” you ask around a yawn. You shake your head to clear the sleepiness.
Donghyuk’s grin this time is anything but silly as he stalks towards the bed, and your naked body. He settles on the bed by your feet.
“Remember that talk we had the other day? About how bad you wanted me to ruin you without you being able to stop me?” he asks.
You swallow and nod, a rush of heat sliding down your body.
His grin is wolffish as he crawls up the bed. He leans down and kisses you roughly. You reach to tangle your hands in his hair, only to be stopped by the ropes, and you groan internally. This is going to test you.
He pulls away and kisses down your body, stopping to lick and suck on your sensitive nipples. You whine, arching your back into his mouth as he teases you.
He stops far too soon, just when you’re starting to really get wet for him. He continues his path down, until he’s hovering between your legs, hot breath ghosting over you. He smiles up at you and you squirm under his gaze.
He teases you again, this time with kitten licks against your clit. It’s just enough to wind you up and not quite enough to get you going.
“Donghyuk, please,” you beg.
He gives in, licking a broad stripe between your folds. Your entire body shudders. He wraps his lips around your clit and sucks, and it’s so good you swear you can see stars.
He slips two fingers inside you easily, as wet as you are. He curls his fingers so they’re pressing right against your sweet spot. He picks up speed as he laps against your clit and you practically scream.
“Fuck! Babe, I’m gonna come,” you cry. He doesn’t say anything just slips a third finger inside you.
You come, your whole body tensing as he fucks you through it. You kick at him as your start to feel over stimulated and he growls at you.
“Don’t think I won’t tie your legs down too,” he threatens.
You don’t have time to say anything smart back because suddenly he’s pushing inside you and you can’t think straight.
He sets a brutal pace, and it’s all you can do to hold on as he fucks you. You’re practically howling as he pulls your legs over his shoulders, bending you in half.
His thrusts are hard and deep, and your nails are digging into the rope, wishing they were digging into his back instead.
“I’m gonna come,” he groans as he picks the speed up further. You have tears rolling down your face as another orgasm hits you, and you tense around him, pushing him over the edge. He comes in you, hips slamming into you one last time before he stills.
He’s breathing heavy when he pulls out of you, and the goofy grin is back.
“I didn’t hurt you did I?” he asks, lowering you back to the bed, and untying the ropes.
You immediately pull him in for a kiss. “Not in any way I didn’t enjoy.”
“Babe, I’ve got this,” you say, shoving your boyfriend off as you toddle down the hallway in your heels. Two seconds later you trip, and let out a shriek. You would have face planted had Bobby not caught you.
He sighs. “Will you please let me help you into the apartment before you break something and wake all our neighbors?” he asks, hauling you back to your feet.
You bat your eyes at him, and he rolls his eyes in response. “My own superman,” you say with a wide smile, before you trip again.
“For Christ’s sake,” he swears, and chooses to swoop you up in his arms. Now he really is your very own superman. He carries you down the hallway to your apartment and you giggle the whole way.
He unlocks your door with difficulty and you press a wet kiss against his cheek when he succeeds. He carries you towards the bedroom and drops you unceremoniously on the bed.
You let out an ‘oof’ and a loud whine. “Babe,” you protest. “What are you doing?” He looks up at you, exasperated, like you’re doing this on purpose. (And you are, a little.)
“Getting you ready for bed,” he says, sounding utterly fond. He kneels at the side of the bed and takes your foot, sliding your heel off. You hook your ankle around his shoulder and pull him closer, almost making him tip over.
“Babe,” he says sternly, lifting your leg and setting it back down. He slips your other heel off and you do the same thing with both your legs this time, and he tips forward, catching himself on the edge of the bed.
“You’re drunk,” he says, unhooking your legs with difficulty. You’re not planning on letting go.
“Doesn’t matter,” you say, as he stands up, leaning over you. “I want you,” you say, rubbing your legs together, needing the friction.
“You’re drunk,” he repeats, sitting you up so he can unzip your dress.
You put a hand on the side of his face and pull him in for a kiss. He tries to keep it chaste but you manage to slip your tongue into his mouth. He loses himself for a moment, and you pull him in closer.
He tries to pull away when you separate, but you pull him closer until he falls on the bed, hands and knees on either side of you.
“I’m drunk, but this is me saying yes,” you say, leaning up to nip at his neck. “I need you,” you whine.
“Okay, alright,” he says, leaning down to kiss you once again. “Let’s get you out of this then.” You’re much more helpful this time, letting him pull you to your feet so he can finish unzipping your dress. You let it fall to your feet, leaving you in nothing but lacy panties.
His eyes eat you up and he pushes you lightly, laughing as you topple into the bed, your tits bouncing. He laughs and you pout until he crawls over you and kisses you senseless. He gets an arm under you and pulls you farther up onto the bed.
His lips attack your neck at the same time his hand slips into your panties, fingers finding your core. You’re so wet for him already, you’d be embarrassed if you were sober. But, drunk you has no shame and bucks into his hand as he slips two fingers easily into you.
“Bobby,” you gasp, as his fingers curl, finding that spot inside of you. You hitch one of your legs around his waist, opening yourself up to him. He groans, thrusting down against your thigh.
“Need you,” you breathe. He pulls away, and you whine, but he’s only stripping you the rest of the way. He fishes in the drawer for a condom and rips it open and rolls it on. He spreads your legs and you wrap them around his waist as he slowly presses inside you.
It feels so fucking good and you tell him again and again, unable to stop yourself from babbling. He laughs into your neck, placing a tender kiss even as he sets a brutal pace, fucking you so intensely you have to wrap your arms around his shoulders to keep from flying apart.
“Babe, I’m not gonna last,” you cry. Bobby captures your lips in a fierce kiss and thrusts into you again and again, swallowing your moans.
A particularly hard thrust tips you over the edge, and you come, crying out and clinging to Bobby for dear life. He comes moments later, stilling as he comes. You cling to each other, out of breath and panting.
He pulls out of you, and you whine at the loss of contact. He’s back moments later, kissing all over your face. You giggle and pull him close. He snuggles into you pulling the covers over you both.
“Okay drunky, can we go to sleep now?” He asks, and you nod as you cuddle into him, drifting off to sleep.
You wake up to gentle touches along your side. It’s ticklish but your sleep addled brain sends the feeling somewhere else instead. You squirm.
“Go away,” you mumble to the boy touching you.
“Wake up sleeping beauty,” he says and then there’s a nose nudging your chin out of the way and soft lips on your neck, pressing kisses across the expanse of skin, stopping to suck on your collarbones.
You gasp, eyes fluttering open. Chanwoo peers up at you, a smile on his face. “Good morning he says, fingers trailing down your body. You shiver as his hand dips into your panties, fingers finding your already wet core.
He teases you, fingers ghosting across your clit. Your mouth falls open and he kisses you deeply, slipping his tongue into your mouth at the same moment he slips a finger inside you. You cling to him, riding his hand.
He slips a second finger in and you would be happy to get off just like this, but he pulls away moments later.
“Chanwoo,” you whine, rubbing your legs together.
“Patience my love,” he says, dipping down to press a kiss to your forehead before sliding down the bed. He grabs the side of your panties and pulls them down with him, baring you to him.
You pant in anticipation as he spreads your legs. He leans in and presses a kiss against your clit before stroking it with his tongue and you run your hands through his hair.
He licks again, former and you moan. He continues to tease you for long moments until you’re squirming. He wraps his lips around your clit and sucks as he slips two fingers back inside you.
You howl, fingers digging into his hair and holding on tight. He pounds you with his fingers as he sucks and laps at your clit. You moan loudly, glad no one else is around to hear.
You’re just on the edge when he pulls away suddenly.
“God damn you!” you swear. “Jung Chanwoo get back here right now,” you order.
He laughs and grins goofily down at you, his face covered in your juices and you have to admit it’s hot.
He leans down and whispers in your ear. “I want you to ride my face. Every princess deserves a throne after all.”
You shiver and let him maneuver you so he’s under you. He grabs your hips and lowers you down. You’re still insanely turned on from before and in moments you’re riding his face, grinding down against his tongue and face.
It only takes a few minutes to get you off. You shudder and lock up as you come, and Chanwoo holds you tight, licking you through it. You collapse exhausted on the bed moments later.
“Hanbin-ah,” Jinhwan calls. “You two are staying for movie night, right?”
Hanbin looks at you. You two definietly had not been planning on staying. You had, in fact, just given Hanbin detailed instructions on exactly how you wanted him to fuck you when you got back to your place. He tilts his head, letting you decide.
“Of course we are, Jinhwan oppa,” you say with a big smile. Hanbin pinches your ass when he thinks no one is looking and you do your best not to jump. You shoot him a look that says behave, over your shoulder, and grab his hand, leading him into the living room.
All of the boys are already assembled, and they’ve left a spot on the couch for the two of you. Hanbin sits, and pulls you onto his lap. You can feel his half hard cock pressing against your ass from your barely started tryst in the kitchen minutes before. He grabs a blanket and throws it over your bare legs. You give him a look because it’s not cold, but he just smiles at you.
You snuggle back into his chest, and he wraps his arms around your waist, resting his head on your shoulder. It’s cozy, surrounded by Hanbin and all his boys. As much as you were looking forward to tonight, you don’t mind spending time with the members.
They pick an action movie to watch. There are a lot of car chases and gunshots and fight sequences. About half an hour in, when everyone is fully engrossed, snacks and drinks forgotten, Hanbin shifts beneath you. You take much notice until his hand slips beneath your skirt. You turn your head in shock to stare at him, but he just winks at you and mouths a shushing sound. You turn back to the movie and try to ignore the way he’s rubbing a finger against you through your panties.
Another explosion happens and it covers your gasp when Hanbin slips his hand beneath your panties, fingers sliding along your crease. “Shhh,” he whispers into your ear. You bite your lip, and spread your legs a little, giving him better access.
Your head falls back against his shoulder when he slips a finger inside you. This isn’t the first time he’s had you in this position, and he knows exactly how to touch you. You bite your lip hard, holding back the moans you want to let out, knowing very well that there’s 6 boys sitting all around you.
Hanbin slips a second finger into you, and you shake, desperately needing to fuck his hand, but not being able to. How Donghyuk, sitting next to you hasn’t noticed anything is beyond you. When he rubs your clit with his thumb, you grip his thigh in warning, but he doesn’t let in. He sets up a steady rhythm of fucking you with two fingers and rubbing at your clit with his thumb.
It doesn’t take long before you’re coming. You let out a gasp, timed perfectly with the big villain reveal. Donghyuk turns to look at you. “Shocking, right?” he asks, a smile on his face. You just nod, trying to hide your flushed face. Donghyuk turns back to the movie, and you pinch Hanbin’s arm when he wraps them back around your waist and start planning your revenge.
“What are you doing?” you giggle as Jinhwan ties a blindfold around your eyes.
“Shh,” he chides and you can hear the smile in his voice. “Open your mouth,” he tells you. You listen right away and obediently open your mouth. You trust Jinhwan 100%.
Something cold touches your tongue. “Bite,” he tells you and you do. It’s a strawberry, perfectly ripe and sweet. He feeds you the whole thing.
“Sweet,” you say. “Almost as much as you “ He chuckles, but you know him well enough to know he’s blushing.
He steps closer and you can feel his body heat even as he stands just out of reach. You sit patiently.
Next is a delicious piece of chocolate that melts the minute it hits your tongue. His fingers brush your lips as he pulls away and you feel a shiver go down your spine. You find yourself suddenly wanting him to closer, to touch you properly.
“Jinhwan,” you say and it comes out as a breathless whine.
“Hush,” he says, and he’s suddenly much closer, his breath puffing across your lips. You lean forward instinctively but he’s already gone again. You pout.
“None of that,” he tells you. “Open up.”
You listen immediately, but this time you feel him coming even closer. His lips touch yours and suddenly your mouth is filling with sweet wine. You swallow, but this time refuse to let Jinhwan go.
That seems to be fine by him. He wraps his hands in your hair, tugging just hard enough to get you to tilt your head back so he can kiss you thoroughly, tongue stroking yours. You moan into his mouth and wrap your legs around his waist from where you’re seated on a stool, pulling him flush against you.
“Can I take this off?” you ask, when you finally break apart to breathe.
He touches the blindfold thoughtfully. “Not yet beautiful. Your surprise isn’t over yet.” He kisses you softly before grabbing your hands and carefully leading you through the apartment.
You can tell you’re heading towards the bedroom and you shiver in anticipation. He pushes you softly onto the soft bed before kneeling down next to you.
He kisses you again, slow and sweet and you slide your fingers through his hair, still wishing you could see his face. He deepens the kiss and you press your body into his, desperate for him.
He breaks away from your mouth and kisses your jaw, following the line down until he’s sucking hot kisses on your neck. Your lips part in a gasp and you squirm, already a little turned on.
Before you know it, Jinhwan is tugging at your dress. You sit up and pull it off, careful not to dislodge the blindfold.
“Bra too,” he says. You unhook it and let it join your dress on the floor. He pushes you back gently until you lay back on the bed. He goes back to kissing your neck but begins to trail lower. His mouth finds one of your nipples, already hard in the chill of the room. He sucks on it, nipping gently just to hear your cry of pleasure.
He doesn’t forget your other breast, squeezing and kneading it in his hand. You pant from the attention. “Jinhwan,” you breathe, and he hums in response, sending shock waves through you.
He suddenly pulls away from you, and you whine at the complete loss of contact. “Open your mouth,” he says again.
A thin piece of plastic lays against your tongue, definitely not what you were expecting. Suddenly cool whipped cream floods your mouth. You try not to laugh and spray it everywhere. But the next second Jinhwan is kissing you deeply, and you’re not laughing anywhere. You wrap your arms around his neck pulling him close. The kiss is messy and sweet and hot all at the same time.
It feels like ages later when you finally pull apart, and you’re so turned on it’s almost painful.
“Jinhwan, please,” you beg.
“I got you baby, don’t worry,” he soothes you. And then he’s kissing down your body again. You moan when he sucks a hickey against your rib cage. It tickles as he kisses across your stomach and you giggle as he swirls his tongue in your bellybutton.
Then he’s moving lower, and tugging at your panties. You helpfully raise your hips to let him pull them off and toss them away somewhere. He takes his time, spreading your legs, kissing up both sides of your thighs. You whine loudly, it’s almost too much to handle.
Finally his mouth ends up where you really want it. You can’t stop your hips from jerking a bit as his tongue finally swipes your clit. You tangle your hands in his hair, not hard enough to hurt, but hard enough to guide him where you want him. He smirks against you, and takes your clit in his mouth, sucking. You shout, it feels so good.
“More Jinhwan, please I need more,” you beg. He’s helpless to resist you. He licks at your lips, tasting your juices.
“You’re so wet for me already baby,” he praises, and you squirm before he dives right back in, eating your pussy like his life depends on it.
He rubs your clit with a finger as he pushes his tongue inside you. You breathe hard and fast, almost overwhelmed. When he pushes a finger inside you you forget how to breathe for a moment. He’s tender with you, licking around his finger as he slowly fucks you. You whimper.
“Faster,” you breathe, and he obliges, slipping a second finger in and beginning to fuck you in earnest. He goes back to sucking on your clit. You moan loudly when his fingers brush that spot inside you. He begins to rub at it incessantly.
Your moans get louder, and you fuck back against his hand. You’re so close. You grip the sheets in your hands. “Fuck, Jinani, I’m gonna come,” you whimper. He hums around your clit and fucks you even harder, and that’s all it takes to send you over the edge.
It takes you a couple minutes to catch your breath, and when you do, Jinhwan is gently untying the blindfold from around your eyes. His eyes crinkle in a smile when you make eye contact and you can’t stop yourself from smiling back. You pull him in for a sweet kiss.
“You’re amazing,” you tell him.
He just laughs. “That’s you,” he tells you.
“Oh shush,” you chide him. Your eyes land on the abandoned bottle of whip cream, and your eye sparkle.
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