— synopsis: you were never meant to be a hunter. You were supposed to be a symbol— the key to the demon gate, the girl destined to seal away darkness once and for all. But, when the power inside of you refuses to obey, you chose a different path: to fight alongside the Huntrix, the only family you’ve ever known.
One stage, Huntrix are stars. Off stage they are slayers of demons— and fiercely protective of the girl fate calls their weapon. Ruen, Miran, and Zio… each with their own way of watching you. Each with secrets that they’ll never let you uncover. And as the gates begin to stir and a new group reveals themselves to try and bring damnation to the mortal world they become just as protective as the Huntrix over you.
As the gates begin to stir and your powers awaken in dangerous, unnatural ways, you find yourself pulled into something deeper than the prophecy.
You are the key. But to what— salvation or ruin— depends on who gets to you first.
— warning: EVENTUAL SMUT, cursing, yandere tropes, blood, killing demons, Celine, Gwi-ma lowkey being better than Celine, hatred between both boy bands, longing, we’ll see if I have the ability to write angst, weapons, bad flirting, good flirting, Baby being a brat
— A/n: ok, so Huntrix is now dudes and they are literally the exact same. This is my attempt at a prologue, idk how I feel about it but I am going to be posting the actual first chapter where we meet the saja boys and actually dive deeper into our relationship with Huntrix. NEYA IS JUST A STAGE NAME, THIS IS NOT AN OC STORY IM JUST USING NEYA FOR WHEN SHE IS ON STAGE BASICALLY.
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[15 years ago]
The screams came first.
Not yours.
Not yet.
You remembered the way the air froze before it happened— how the lights in your little house flickered as if they were afraid. The floorboards had creaked beneath heavy, inhuman footsteps. Then the shadows peeled opened and the demon stepped out; tall, horned, smiling.
Your mother whispered your name one last time. Father had ran toward the thing that would later kill him, in one last desperate attempt to protect his family.
You didn’t call out, didn’t cry — just ran. Bare feet slapped the wood floor as you flung open the front door and took off, heart pounding against you tiny ribs like it was trying to escape.
As you ran away from your home, you could still see the blue light that flowed smoothly from your parents body’s and into the mouth of the monster. How it drank it up with a sickening smile and look of hunger in its eyes.
And you knew, even as you’d never looked back at your mother and father, that their bodies were empty. That whatever that creature took from them had killed them with no remorse or regard for anything but itself.
You’d run for hours. Through streets. Through alleys. Through rain.
The city never notice you.
It never did notice children like you, the ones that were in dire need of help and reassurance from someone or something.
By the time the sun had rose, your legs had given out. You laid on the rough concrete of a back alley, throat raw from crying. You had no one. No home. No parents. No stories before bedtime, or a warm hug while someone told you it was all going to be okay. You had nothing, and now, you had no where to go.
You were unsure how long you stayed there on the ground. How long your tummy would rumble in hunger or how long your mouth stayed dry until it rained again. And you especially didn’t know when she came.
The woman stood with the confidence of a model and business woman, with jet black hair and well kept blouse and pants as she had looked down at you in the little alley and refused to leave until you’d spoke to her.
“We’ve been looking you.” She’d told you, voice kept even and simple to not spoke you away from her.
At that you’d looked up, eyes welling up with a fresh set of tears as hope filled your chest. “We’ve?” You repeated, sitting up straighter. “Has my mom and dad been looking for me?”
The woman’s face didn’t change, but you could see the pity look she had given you. “No, my child.” She crouched down to your level. “They are in a far better place than this world has to offer.”
You’d begun to cry again, this time softer than it had been the past few days but now that you’d heard the words ring true it didn’t help stop them.
“It’s alright,” the woman continued, patting down your unkept hair to try and calm you down. “You’ll come live with me now, I’ll teach you everything you have to know to be a key. And you’ll work alongside others that are going to help you.”
You glanced at her, confused by her words. “Why did you call me a key?”
“Because that’s what you are.” She placed a hand beneath your arms pits and hoisted you off the ground and onto your feet. “There is a door between our world and hell. It doesn’t open with magic or blood— not even death. It opens with you. Your soul is the only thing that can unlock it— or seal it shut.”
You sniffled, whipping your nose on the back of you hand. “Why would I do that?”
“Because, that thing that killed your parents is a demon. And in order to protect other little girls from ending up like you, you’ll have to close the gates and stop the demons from reaching us.”
Your lips parted, throat closed.
“I don’t want to,” you whispered. “I didn’t ask for this.”
Celine’s smile was sad. “Most of us don’t.”
For a moment, the silence crackled like a warning. Then Celine’s eyes softened.
“You can still choose. What you do with your gift — whether to open the gate or keep it shut — that choice will always be yours. But you must learn to control it. Or others will try to control you.”
You didn’t know it yet, but you would never forget those words.
Because years from now, two very different groups of men would try to do exactly that.
And all of them would claim they loved you.
“Neya!”
“Neya!”
“Neya!”
The crowd before you chanted, each shout sent a prideful buzz through your body. No matter how many times you’d hear it, be it every night or once a week, you’d still never get over the rush you’d get just when you realized that thousands upon thousands of people loved you.
They weren’t here for Huntrix or any other K-pop group— no, they were here for you. To watch you. To hear you. To feel your other worldly presence as you danced and sung up on the stage.
It was unreal and you wouldn’t give the world for anything different.
But as unreal and amazing as the feeling was, it did have to come to an end. With one last wave to the crowd you turn away and let the curtain fall behind you, your team already upon you to help take off your mic and give you some water.
“Thank you,” you had told them, your smile still gracing your lips as you could still hear all of your fans even as you walked away. “I can take it from here.”
They then dispersed, off to take care of other matters before they clocked out for the day while you made your way to the dressing room. The second you door shut behind you a squeal of excitement escaped your lips as you jumped up and down briefly before calming yourself down.
You could feel the surge of power that came from tonight’s concert, the power that you knew would help you and your boys with closing the gates of hell once and for all.
Speaking of your boys; a ding chimed from your phone, messages from all three of them appeared on your Lock Screen. Each congratulating you on your performance and that can’t wait to see you back home.
You sent a quick thank you and kissy emojis before placing your phone back on the dresser. Your smile was still evident on your face but it had dimmed a bit now that the high of the concert was slowly leaving your body.
But you still couldn’t shake the feeling you got when you were with the crowd. You’d felt it before— when you’d perform with Huntrix. But you’d never been able to cause a ripple such as that one yourself.
Maybe now you’d be able to do your part. Maybe now you’d be able to close the barrier that separated your world and the demons.
You glanced up at the ceiling, even through the tough roof that stood above you, you could still feel the gates above. You could still feel the demons pouring from the little cracks and running off to go feast on undeserving humans.
A hand came up and clutched your chest, feeling where a deep ache had surged deep within yourself.
Soon. You’d told yourself, turning away from the slab of cement and facing the mirror before you. Soon.
—A/a/n: I know I literally just posted a whole separate saja boys fic, but this one has been on my mind recently and I needed to write it down before I forgot it all. But I do plan on making this around a ten chapter story and (hopefully) I will actually stick to a schedule and give yall what yall want in time. ;)
Hi!! Could I request maybe g!p polytrix passing fem!reader around like a blunt n' using her all at once? Thank you for considering my request 🙏.
gotchu 🤞
G!p Polytrix x fem! reader
[contains smut]
"Mmm i wonder if our babygirl can take us all at once?~" Zoey purred towards Mira. Mira smirked and chuckled. "I'm sure she can.. she already handled me earlier, she's our good girl isn't she?" Those two were watching you literally getting railed by your purple haired girlfriend Rumi. The two could feel their cocks twitch in anticipation waiting for their turn with you. While they watched, Rumi groaning having you in doggystyle with one hand pulling your hair and the other holding your hips while she fucks you. She slowed her pace a little. "Answer Mira or I'll stop." Rumi bent down to your ear and nipped it with her sharp teeth. You whined as you turned to face Mira and Zoey. "Y-Yes I'm your guys' good girl. I-I can take you guys at once." You said. Rumi hummed with satisfaction as then moved her hips faster almost slamming into you. The two girls still watching their leader fuck their girl. "Fuck i need to touch myself I can't believe I was last...I'm so hard right noww~" Zoey bit her lip shifting in her seat clearly looking needy. Mira chuckled at Zoey's whininess as the two heard your yelp, muffled by the slight damp pillows from your drool as you came. Not only you, but Rumi did too. She groaned loudly unraveling inside your soaked pussy. Rumi pulled out of you, panting hard coming down from her high. "Alright Zoey your turn with her." Zoey lifted herself of the chair.
"Finally it's my turn~" She giggled as slightly pushed Rumi aside with a kiss on her cheek. Zoey got close to your ear, feeling her hot breath on your flushed ear. "Still alive?" She asked in both teasingly and tenderly. Her hand went to you cheek to see your face. You gave her the green light, nodding your head, that put a big smirk on Zoey's face. “Good, and you know how I am, I like taking my time...sorry guys, you have to wait a bit." Zoey pouted towards Mira and Rumi, who's now on the watching chair. Mira just sat there still having on the grin. “It’s okay Zo, take your time with our good girl...it just makes it worth the while for her later when she handles all three of us right, my pretty girl?" Mira asked you, and god, the feeling went straight to your pussy already, anticipating what’s about to come. Zoey noticed your arousal and grinned. "You naughty girl, you love that, don't you, but that's later, right now your attentions on me~" Zoey took off her skirt, showing her huge erection. Zoey whimpered but looked down at you and gripped your hair. It wasn't too painful but enough to show you her dominance. "Come on, you know what I need." And you did know as you ran your tongue on the leaking tip of her cock. Her breath hitched before you took her huge cock inside your mouth, deepthroating her dick. She absolutely LOVED when you did this since she has the biggest out of Rumi and Mira. She made herself get used to her cock with your pussy and mouth. After some time of giving her head, she shot her load down your throat. She gripped your hair tighter, lightly commanding you, "Swallow it." You did so.
You pulled back from her cock still panting catching your breath. Zoey chuckled. "Fuck that felt good but i think I need my dick filled inside you don't you think baby?" she cooed and signaled for Mira and Rumi to come over on the bed. Mira came up behind you massaging your tits in a rough motion with her soft hands. "You good to have us all at once pretty girl?” You whimpered at the harsh but pleasurable feeling of Mira's hands. Then Rumi came on the side of you, kissing your neck to ease you from all the intensity. "We don't have to if you’re tired, [name]." Rumi said softly. You finally spoke. "I'm fine...I want no need you all at once." That made all three of their hearts pound and made them more aroused but smiled at you. Zoey laid down on the bed and patted her lap. "Come on, babygirl~" She bit her lip. You crawled over to her, straddling her hips and slowly sinking down her huge cock. You and she both groaned, feeling each other. Her feeling the warmth of your pussy and you feeling so filled by her dick inside you. Mira still behind you, fondling your breasts and slightly pinching your nipples. “Good girl, take her cock like the good girl you are.” Mira whispered in your ear, then going down, kissing your neck, to your shoulders, and back on your right side. Rumi took your other side, doing the same as Mira. You whimpered at the feeling of two of your girlfriends taking care of you. Zoey saw your attention leaving, forgetting that you were warming her cock. She thrusted upward, making her feel her cock hit your g-spot. You moaned and saw the raven-haired woman smirk at you. Zoey started to move her hips, and she wasn’t gentle but not rough either, enough for you to start whining and moaning.
Your noises started to become loud, and that was the perfect opportunity. “Uh oh, someone’s already getting loud. I think we need to silence her~” Mira grinned as she took out her cock once again and gently made it poke your cheek close to your lips. “Suck it, pretty girl, while she fucks you.” Mira looked at Zoey, who was fucking you somewhat hard and falling apart close to her orgasm. You started to suck Mira’s cock without any hesitation, giving her length a lick before taking it fully in your mouth. You started to bob your head and swirl your tongue on her delicious cock. Mira gripped your hair and chuckled. “Fuck yeah, just like that.” She cussed under her breath while looking at you riding hard on Zoey as she held your thighs ever so tightly. Rumi felt left out, lowkey, as she took your left hand and placed it on her cock, begging for you to do something to her too. You obliged and started to pump her cock in a quick motion. Rumi’s body shook, feeling your hand on her cock. Rumi’s hips began to rock against the movements of your hand. Now the room was filled with the three women’s moans and gasps, but they were covered by the sounds of skin slapping and wet noises. You on the other hand were focused on pleasing your three girlfriends. Tears prickled your eyes form being overwhelmed but did not care. You still kept it up without stopping. Your pussy clenched on Zoey, deep throating Mira and pumping Rumi was all you were doing. Soon later the three rode the wave of pleasure and shot their loads inside you, your mouth and your hand. You spasmed on zoey’s cock, your body shaking uncontrollably making you swallow Mira’s cum as well. You panted as you pulled back from Mira, let go of Rumi and roll off Zoey laying back on the bed exhausted. Your three girlfriends followed you soon after snuggling up to you, “Woah [Name], you really took all of us at once!” Zoey giggled and poked your cheek. “I told you she could…you did great [Name].” Mira rubbed your arm giving you a kiss on your forehead. “I’m impressed…we’re so proud of you~” Rumi smiled playing with your hair to calm you. The combination of their touches and their warm bodies pressed up against you, you smiled and snuggled up to them. That resulted all four of you going to sleep.
jeez i finally got done with this request. i hope you enjoyed it, this was my first g!p request!! and also i had to write this twice since my first draft DID NOT SAVE but i finished😩🫶
۶ৎ: "c'mon sweetie, tell us what you want." beomgyu's voice dripped with lechery as he spoke with a sexy tone. both of them looked down at you menacingly, waiting for you to speak. "we don't have all day"
⌗ pairing! - band member!soobin x fem!reader x band member!beomgyu
⌗ warnings! - smut, softdom!soobin, meandom!beomgyu, sub!reader, threesome, unprotected sex, oral (both m. receiving), no mxm, big dick soogyu, degrading, voyeurism, teasing, vaginal fingering, choking, ass smacking, cum restriction, breast worship, nipple play, soogyu call reader sweetie, baby, good girl, and whore
⌗ lexi adds! - this one made me... feel something. I'd be the same as reader if I was in this situation :3 also ty to anon for sending this yummy request!! also might be inaccurate cos I've never been to an actual band concert ;( not proofread!
your favourite band was coming to town, how could you not go?
so here you were, amidst the crowd of eager fans in the front row waiting for the members to come out and begin the concert. music videos of the band display on the big screens as the fans sing along to the songs.
once the last music video ends, it's silence. and suddenly, the lights go dark, signalling that the concert was beginning. roars and shouts began to join together as the members walked on stage, looking better than ever as the bright lights focused on their forms, positioning themselves in front of their designated instuments and microphones.
you looked at them in awe, taking your time to admire each member.
yeonjun, a confident guy who was also the main singer began to sing their newest song while the other vocalist stood beside him. taehyun sang with yeonjun, their voices harmonizing with such beauty that you and the crowd couldn't help but cheer for them. behind them was kai on the drums, his amazing drumming skills working amazingly with power and rhythm.
when you turned to taehyun's right, you saw soobin, a tall guy towering over his keyboard, his eyes focusing on each of the notes played.
finally, your gaze reaches beomgyu, who was right beside soobin. your eyes widened as you realized that beomgyu was a looking straight at you, a smirk adorning his face as his fingers worked on the strings of his bass guitar. he elbowed soobin gently and nodded toward you for soobin to look. you watched as his eyes searched for you, the person who beomgyu already had eyes on.
you made eye contact with him, smiling eagerly at the fact that two of the band members were gazing at you. they smile back and you wave your glow stick with power that had been given to you by the other fans before everyone was inside the venue.
beomgyu doesn't hesitate to laugh at how excited you were. finding it cute that you were acting like that just for them. you felt like your heart could just melt on the spot.
It went on like this throughout out the concert. of course, you had interactions with the other three members; a high five from yeonjun, a wave from taehyun, and a wink from kai, but soobin and beomgyu gave you the most attention.
you knew that getting the expensive front row tickets was worth it at this point. you were having the time of your life right now.
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then the concert came to an end. fans flooded the exits of the venue, buying merch and grabbing extra banners to keep as memories.
you followed behind the big crowd, about to walk through the doors of the venue when you hear a slightly muffled "excuse me" from behind you. when you turn around you realize you were stopped by a staff member.
you thought you were in some kind of trouble but what could have you done wrong? certainly nothing, right? "um... is there something wrong?" you stammered on your words as you spoke, a bit anxious for their response.
"come with me" the staff spoke with such bluntness, saying no more but turning around and starting to walk. hesitantly, you follow behind, your mind full of scepticism as they lead you to a part of venue you had never been to before.
finally, you reach a door, the room is labelled as "green room"
and then it hit you, this was where the group waited before going on stage. why were you being taken here? "uh- I don't have the vip ticket..." the staff leaves your words unanswered and opens the door, holding it and waiting for you to enter. you quickly do, not wanting to leave the staff waiting. "is there some kind of mistake?"
you couldn't see the staff's face, half of it covered by a white mask but you could tell they were getting tired of you, "do you want to see the members or not?"
"I'm seeing the members?" your eyes widened in surprise from the staff's words, completely bewildered.
before you could look at the staff member again, they left the room, leaving you to figure it out yourself. so you stood there, gripping your purse nervously as you await for the members of your favourite band to appear. you were so tense at this point, overthinking everything. thinking of what to say to them, how to act, and if you looked good right then and there.
before you could even check yourself in a mirror, the members came out, but only two; soobin and beomgyu.
they smirked when they saw how still you stood from shock. beomgyu chuckled softly, "what are you? some kind of statue?" his tone was joking yet sweet, just how you had imagined it. this felt like a dream. everything felt so surreal you wondered if you were even alive.
"uh no-" you stuttered and quickly fixed your stance.
"you're cute" soobin said, his hands leaving from his pockets as he crossed his arms over his chest. they both looked so menacing in front of you, they were even better looking up close.
they started walking closer and you didn't know what to do. your thoughts were running through your head like a bullet train and you felt the heat of their bodies radiate off of them ever so slightly when they were close enough.
beomgyu ran a finger softly across your jawline and cheek and suddenly, heat ran up to your face, your cheeks immediately turning to a pink hue, spreading like blush. of course, this was a normal reaction when your celebrity crush was this close to you and even caressing your face.
"when I saw you in the crowd... " he began, his tone in a low and soft growl "i couldn't help but think of how hot you were." you blush even harder than before at his words. you couldn't believe it. dressing to impress was definitely the way to go for the concert and it was paying off. you look at his face, only to see his eyes glued onto your slight anxious look on your face, a smirk running along his face as his eyes deepen into yours, creating some kind of romantic feel in the air.
"do you want to do us a favor? " soobin asked, his voice less menacing than beomgyu's. you nod your head, causing both of them to grin. "good, tell us what you want from us."
"what I want..? " you repeat his question, a bit confused of what he was implying.
"okay, let's make this easier for you to understand." soobin gripped your shoulders and pushed you down, making you get on your knees in front of them. you could feel your body heating up as you tried not to gaze at the bulges in their pants.
"c'mon sweetie, tell us what you want." beomgyu's voice dripped with lechery as he spoke with a sexy tone. both of them looked down at you menacingly, waiting for you to speak. "we don't have all day"
"I-I don't know..." you stammered over your words, the scene getting overwhelming.
"then we'll just have to ask you, don't we?" beomgyu put his hands in the pockets of his jeans while soobin moved a hand to softly rub your hair affectionately. "do you want our dicks?" he spat out with no filter and soobin chuckled under his breath when he saw the way your eyes widened.
"don't ask her, just give it to her." soobin said, leading both of them to unzip and unbutton their pants. you moved your gaze to the floor, not wanting to look like a pervert.
"hey, look up." beomgyu commanded , gripping your chin with his thumb and pointer finger to make you look up, their dicks both hard and hanging right in front of your face. they each griped their base with one hand.
"oldest goes first, hm?" soobin said, pushing beomgyu to the side softly before gripping your head. you looked at the monster that they expected to fit in your mouth: a long and girthy cock, his tip a pulsing sweet pink, veins running along the length with big and heavy balls. just looking at it alone made your throat want to close up.
soobin looked down at you with soft and gentle eyes, making you calm down a bit. he caressed your head again, fond of your pretty features. "you're so pretty," he said, admiring the scene for a few more seconds "just signal me when you can't take it anymore, okay?" his words of reassurance made you nod, a small smile adorning his face and he placed his satiny tip against your pursed lips. when you felt comfortable enough, your parted them, his dick making it's way into your mouth slowly.
soobin couldn't help but groan at the feeling of your mouth enveloping him with so much warmth. "just like that..." he mumbled under his breath, his eyes closed shut as he enjoyed the moment.
he thrusted into your mouth, making sure to not hurt you or go to hard, just the right speed, allowing both you and him to enjoy it.
when soobin spoke, his tone was of embarrassment "fuck, I'm gonna cum already... you're gonna swallow like a good girl, right baby?" you nodded a bit to eagerly at his words, sucking even harder than before, causing him to hiss. "take it, baby..." his cum shot into your throat and your felt him pull out with a pop. your mouth felt so full and sticky but you swallow, opening your mouth to show him. "such a good girl..."
suddenly beomgyu cuts into the moment "get over here." he said as he signalled toward the gray couch that decorated the minimalistic room. soobin helped you off your knees and you both walked toward him. you sat down next to beomgyu and he began taking your top off, catching you off guard. he smirks at your expression "what? thought you'd only be here to suck dick? you're in for a ride."
he pulled your shirt over your head, throwing it on the floor and leaving you in only your bra and skirt. his actions followed with him ripping off the other pieces of clothing from your body and having them all in a built up pile.
and that was when they began staring in admiration, taking in every inch of your body. "fuck, you're beautiful..." soobin said, moving his hand up your waist to cup one of your breasts, sitting on the opposite side of you, allowing beomgyu to do the same.
both of them rubbed their thumbs over your hardening nipples, the touch on your sensitive skin, causing you to whimper.
"what? do you like this?" beomgyu asked a bit harshly, moving his finger away to lean down and place his lips tightly around your bud, sucking lightly and running his tongue over it.
sounds of ecstasy rolled off your tongue when you feel both of them sucking on each of your nipples, the lewd scene seeming so vulgar and full of lust.
beomgyu's hand discreetly slid down your body, feeling each of the curves and dips of your form before reaching your embarrassingly wet folds, the amount of slick enough to wet the couch. he ran his lanky and long fingers along them, the wetness coating with digits with ease from how wet you were.
his lips left your nipple, the cold breeze hitting your nipple like an iceberg as you shivered. your eyes screwed shut once he rammed two of his fingers inside your hole, the stretch a bit painful from how long you had anything inside you. you could just hear and imagine the look on beomgyu's face as he chuckled ominously at the way your face contorted with pleasure as his fingers pumped in and out of you aggressively. only the wet sounds of the fingering and the somewhat loud noises that escaped past your lips were audible.
"fuck, you like being pleasured by two men don't you? such an attention whore..." beomgyu stated, his other hand creeping up from your breast and to your neck, he didn't apply any pressure but the threat still lingered in the air. "hyung, get your phone, would you?"
soobin detached his lips from your chest and went to another room for his phone. beomgyu smirked at the opportunity he had here. he picked you up with ease and placed your over the armrest of the couch, your back arched as your hands gripped the armrest. a shaky breath left your mouth and you felt the tip of beomgyu's cock prod against the rim of your hole, drawing a circle around it repeatedly.
you parted your lips to say something but the only thing that escaped were whines. beomgyu leaned in next to your ear, his breathing warm against your neck and earlobe. "you're whining?" he questioned, his tone sinister and dangerous as he spoke. "why are you whining instead of telling me what you want, hm?" his hand reached your throat once more, applying the pressure that he hadn't applied last time. "say what you want, beg for it like a whore."
when you spoke, you had sounded this desperate and needy ever if your life. "need y-your dick... please beomgyu..."
another low chuckle came from beomgyu, his words and questions never failing to leave you wanting more. "hm? need this fat cock inside of you?" you nod a bit more eagerly than needed and yelp when a his other hand is brought down hard to your ass unexpectedly. "I don't that's enough begging, is it? doesn't seem like you'll be having dick anytime soon"
tears began to adorn the rims of your eyes, threatening to fall from your lashes as you begged even harder, "please! p-put it inside of me! even if it's just the tip...!" your voice was failing to keep the tears a secret which only turned beomgyu on even more.
his eyes seemed to have soften for a while, but just how quickly they softened, they turned and went back to the fierce look of lust "that's more like it baby..." you shriek when he smacks your ass again and lets only his fat bulbous tip push inside of your awaiting hole, the stretch so good your eyes almost rolled to the back of your head and your breath quiver.
soobin came back into the room, one hand holding his phone while the other still held a grip at the base of his cock, his fingers able to wrap around it with ease unlike your mouth. he rolled his eyes at beomgyu already having his turn with you, "you really can't play fair in anything can you? I wasn't finished. "
"don't worry, she's not even getting dick yet... I'm just waiting until she snaps." and with that, he slid his tip out of you, leaving your hoke to be clenching around nothing.
desperate and pathetic, you whine again, the tears finally falling down your face. "put it back in-!" you cry out, moving your hand behind you to possibly put his dick inside you yourself. beomgyu sees this, quickly gripping your wrist with such force you swear it could've stopped your blood circulation.
"what the fuck do you think you're doing?" the sterness in his voice didn't fail to scare you, your arm weak against his as you give up trying to get what you want. "that's not how things are given." he throws your hand back onto the arm rest where it was. "hyung, get a picture of her face, I bet she looks pathetic as hell right now, just like a whore would be."
soobin nods and moves in front of you, panning the phone down to an angle where your whole face was visible through the camera app. he was taking the picture with one hand, the other jerked himself off. he spoke to you softly unlike beomgyu, "chin up baby, let me see your pretty face. he's not hurting you, right?"
you shake your head, letting him capture your vulnerable form displayed before them. just as he took the pictures, you feel beomgyu's dick surge into you and thrust relentlessly causing you to yelp and cry out, "t-too fast!"
soobin smiled and placed his dick against your lips again, prodding them open. you look at him, your eyes shimmering from the tears you had shed and he nodded, leading you take in his cock once more as you moaned and whimpered from the speed beomgyu was going.
beomgyu smacked your ass again, causing you to lunge forward and choke on soobin's dick, taking it in deeper than you had the previous time. your muffled moans not reaching their ears from how soobin's dick muted you.
"f-fuck... beomgyu let me have my turn. oh shit-" soobin huffed out, knowing that his climax was close. but beomgyu was still thrusting into you, in a completely different world, eyes closed as he continued to pound into you.
he pulled out of your mouth abruptly, a string of saliva stretching and snapping as he made his way behind you. he pushed beomgyu aside, the feeling of both of your holes being empty making you whine once more.
beomgyu lets out a long annoyed sigh, not liking how you were acting like a brat. he moved in front of you where soobin had been, lifting your chin harshly and looking at the pouty look on your face, finding it cute yet frustrating at the same time. "one second without dick and you're already starting to whine. you're lucky you're getting two instead of one" he grabs his dick and signals you to suck. slowly but surely, you tongue wraps and swirls around the tip of his dick; its smaller than soobin's, but it was super thick, the girth left you in shock.
beomgyu threw his head back as his adam's apple bobbed up and down from his heavy pleasured breaths. and again, you're surprised when soobin slams into you from behind, his dick reaching even deeper than beomgyu's.
soobin groaned behind you, gripping your hips as he thrusted in and out, "I wasn't going to let beomgyu have this all to himself... tell me if it hurts, okay pretty?" his reassuring words cause you to nod while sucking beomgyu off, small kitten licks given to the slit of his tip before beomgyu gripped the back of your head and pushed you down, forcing you to take him down your throat.
his fingers wrap around your hair and grip it tight and he guides your head along his shaft, pleasuring himself to the max as you tightened your cheeks. "oh fuck, of course a whore like you has experience with sucking dick, hm? fucking take it...!" without warning, his cum shoots down your throat just like soobin's had.
your moans and whimpers continue as you swallow and soobin fucks into you harder in order to chase his climax. the wet lewd sounds of skin slapping on skin echoed in the room along with their heavy breathing and your moaning. the tickle of his balls hitting your clit made you shudder and twitch.
"hmph! I'm cumming...!" you cried out, gripping the couches arm rest as if your life depended on her it.
"oh no you don't" beomgyu spoke sternly as he stared into your eyes, "brats like you don't cum until he cums."
you trembled as you tried to hold in your cum, feeling as if you'd pop like a balloon. A flash from the camera shot in your face, another picture captured for memories. each thrust of soobin's had you so close to cumming just by the way his dick pressed and kissed your cervix, sending you into a spiral of pleasure.
finally, you heard as his breath grew heavier and quicker, a signal of his incoming climax. he hissed as he pressed his hips against yours and he completely buried himself inside of you before his cum shot out. you cum right after him, listening to beomgyu's words and cumming all over his cock.
"that's it baby... you did so well for us... " he leaned in forward, pressing a kiss to your shoulder. soobin pulled out, taken a picture of the way your mixed cum spilled out of your hole and onto the couch.
beomgyu tilted your head upwards, his lips finding their way to yours as he kissed you with a bit of pressure.
both of them put their dicks back into their pants, zipping up and standing in front of you. soobin patted your butt lightly telling you to "get dressed". they kept the same smirk on their faces as they watched you pick up your clothes piece by piece. soobin spoke in a proud tone, "I guess we picked the right person to come backstage." his statement caused beomgyu to laugh with pride before speaking.
"I hope you enjoyed your vip experience, this won't be the last time."
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Tastes like strawberries. SOOBIN X YEOJUN X BEOMGYU
Beomgyu just took an everything shower and his boyfriends just got home.
warnings: pwp, established relationships, boypussy choi beomgyu, double penetration, a little degradation if you squint like really hard, soft!dom yeonjun, whiny soobin, threesome, oral.
author's note: hey so this is my first ever post to TXT, lol, I'm not sure how it is because I haven't written anything in sooo long, so please tell me your thoughts.
this was based on a tweet i saw!
MDNI. NSFW
Beomgyu loved strawberries ever since he was a kid, the smell, the taste, the color and everything about it.
From his soap to his perfume, everything had at least a hint of strawberry scent in it, it was his personality at this point. Everyone knew he was getting closer when they smelled strawberries in the air.
Today was sunday reset for Beomgyu, his favourite type, his boyfriends Soobin and Yeonjun had gone out to watch some game with their friends and Beomgyu was home alone, taking his much loved everything shower.
He hydrated his hair, plucked his eyebrows, toned his hair again and shaved his whole body, every step of that well known routine making him feel prettier and happy.
He even did strawberry facemasks and painted his nails a soft pink color, it was barely noticeable but made him feel good and smile.
It was about four hours later when he finished his steps, applying his strawberry lotion all over his smooth skin.
Beomgyu threw on a white tee he guessed was Soobin’s given the drowning size and he also found a cute panty he had forgotten about on the back of his drawer, it was pink, a thin line of lace on top with a bow in the middle and a slice of strawberry stamped right over the core of it, he smiled as he put it on, deciding on wearing only that for the night since pants would cause friction and irritated his recently shaved skin.
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About an hour later Soobin and Yeonjun got home, laughing about something Taehyun did as they walked past the door.
“Good night, Hyungs” Gyu said with a smile, laying on the couch watching something on Netflix.
“Hey baby” Yeonjun said and kissed his forehead before sitting on his left side, humming and burying his face on his neck once he felt the fresh scent of the boy, making Soobin smile and sit on Beomgyu's right.
“Sundays” Soobin says kissing Beomgyu's cheek.
“Was the game fun?” Gyu asked, letting his hand fall on Soobin's hair and caressing it softly, making the boy hum.
“Yeah, Terry lost a hundred dollars on his bet” Yeonjun says with a laugh, positioning Beomgyu's legs over his and feeling how smooth it was, his eyes trailing over his legs and stopping on his panties.
“Huh, they're cute,” the older man says with a smile, squeezing Beomgyu's thigh, peaking Soobin's interest.
“Oh, really?” The taller smiles and looks down at the little piece of clothing. “They're so you”
“Yeah, I don't even know when I got it.” Gyu says giggling, Yeonjun's finger starting to get higher up his thigh.
“Hm, you smell so good, Beomgyu-ah” Soobin says, burying his face on Beomgyu's neck, his mouth starting to place soft kisses on his skin, making the boy tilt his head back.
“Soobin-ah” Yeonjun says, tracing the lace of the waistline of Beomgyu's panties. “Look at this, so pretty don't you think?”
“Yeah, Hyung, so pretty, almost looks real,” Soobin says, watching Yeonjun tracing the shape of the strawberry stamp on Beomgyu's underwear. “It's making me crave strawberries,” he whispered, sucking on Beomgyu's earlobe. The boy was already a mess, eyes closed, head tilled back on Soobin's chest, legs opening wider in Yeonjun's thighs.
“Hm, I think I want to eat it.” Yeonjun says, tracing Beomgyu's slit over the panties, already seeing a wet patch starting to form. “Wanna share, Binnie?”
“Hm, yes hyung.” Soobin smiles, biting softly on Beomgyu's neck, making the boy whimper.
“So come down here, lay him on the couch and place the pillow under his hips” Junnie says, spreading Beomgyu's legs more to accommodate Soobin.
“Hyungs…” Beomgyu says, his voice whiny as he looks down, both boys now between his legs.
“It's okay, baby berry,” Yeonjun says, pressing kisses on the underside of Gyu's thigh. “Me and soobin-ah are gonna help you reset, right?! Start the week just fine.”
“Mhm, Gyu. Let hyungs finish your routine, yeah?! Just lay back and look pretty, that's your only job today” Soobin says smiling, tracing soft circles on the boys’ skin. “Olders eat first” Soobin smiles at Yeonjun, who wastes no time and leans down, pressing a kiss over the strawberry, nuzzling his nose on it.
“Bin-ah” Yeonjun calls, humming against Beomgyu's clothed pussy. “Our baby smells so good, come share.”
Soobin groaned, his nose dragging against Beomgyu's thigh until his core, tracing the strawberry drawing with his tongue.
The boys took their time with Beomgyu, kissing him all over, fingers tracing the outline of his lips over the fabric, sucking on his clit, the friction making the boy whimper, his hips moving searching for more, he let out little complaint noises, wanting to feel them with the stupid cloth in between but both of the older guys just cooed at him, marking his thighs, hips and belly all they could.
“Look, you've ruined your cute panties baby,” Yeonjun says looking at the now soaked panties, Soobin's fingers still circling Beomgyu's clit over the fabric. “Maybe it's time for us to take this off, what do you think hyung?”
Beomgyu whimpered, nodding “Please, need to feel you” he said, biting his lips.
Soobin started to take the fabric off, groaning as he watched the slick snapping from the fabric.
“God, you're so delicious” Yeonjun says, spreading Beomgyu's lips, giving him and Soobin a perfect view of Beomgyu's entrance, watching the boy gap looking for something to fill him in.
“Ah, look, Junnie, he wants our dicks so bad.” Soobin says, mesmerized by the sight, his dick painfully hard on his pants.
“I'm still hungry though” Yeonjun says, pressing a kiss on Beomgyu's swollen clit, making the boy whimper as he laps on his now bare pussy.
Beomgyu's body jolts, thighs being kept open by Soobin's big hands. “Be good” Soobin whispers, leaning down and joining Yeonjun.
Both boys start to make out with Gyu's pussy, lapping, sucking, biting at him, their tongues together making the youngest grab their hairs and pull a little, moans, “please” and curses leaving his mouth.
The hyungs shared his pussy so well, Yeonjun sucking on the clit and Soobin tongue fucking his hole, making Beomgyu almost cry. Yeonjun used his free hand to pull on Soobin's hair making him look at him for a moment, nose pink and mouth wet, the oldest leaned in and kissed Soobin, sucking on his tongue pornografically, wet sounds echoing through the apartment.
“Shit” Beomgyu said watching his boyfriends kiss could make him come on the spot.
“Wanna go first?” Yeonjun says, looking at Soobin, his hands opening the boy's pants.
“Hyungs” Beomgyu cried out, making the boys look at him. “I- I want both”
“Together?” Soobin chokes out, Yeonjun teasing his cock over his underwear.
“You sure? It's been a while” Yeonjun says, looking at Beomgyu.
“Yeah. I can take it, I want you both, please” He looks at them, eyes glossy and big.
“Okay baby, tell us to stop though if you need to, yeah?” Yeonjun says softly, kissing Beomgyu's mouth tenderly.
Soobin was already undressed, helping Yeonjun's clothes off too.
When they were both naked, Yeonjun told Soobin to sit on the couch and spread his legs.
“Gyu, take Bin first okay?! Facing me, I want to look at both of my pretty boys as i ruin them” Junnie says, helping Beomgyu to straddle Soobin's lap, holding Soobin's dick to Beomgyu's hole, he lined them up and helped Beomgyu down the length.
Soobin was big. Beomgyu gasped as he took inch by inch, taking some deep breaths in between. Yeonjun was salivating at the view, kneeling in front of them, spreading Beomgyu's legs, his thumb circling his clit to help him engulf Soobin's size comfortably.
“Aw, look at how well this pussy swallows Binnie's cock, taking it all so good, gripping him so much” Yeonjun says, kissing Beomgyu's thigh then Soobin's.
Soobin and Beomgyu were still, Soobin grasping Beomgyu's waist keeping him in place.
“H-hyung, we should've fingered him,” Soobin says, voice weak. “He's so tight, fuck.” Soobin tilts his head back.
“Gyu, ride Soobin a little, make him feel good and get loose so I can fit too, okay?” Junnie says, hands on Beomgyu's waist helping him move up and down Soobin's dick.
Soobin moaned as Beomgyu started to move, his hands going to Beomgyu's chest, playing with his sensitive nipples, making the boy moan loudly, his hips starting to move faster.
“Eyes open, look at me, both of you.” Yeonjun said, getting eye-level with them. “Feels good?”
“Y-yes” Beomgyu nods, biting his lips.
“Yes hyung, I- I don't think I'll last” Soobin says, looking at Yeonjun with glossy eyes.
“Of course you will, you don't get to come until I'm inside him too, none of you will come until I get to fuck you.” Yeonjun says, holding Soobin's face, caressing his cheek, kissing him deeply. “Fuck him open for us, and you'll get to come in no time.” he whispers, bitting Soobin's lips and then kissing Beomgyu.
“Strawberry lips gloss too? So sweet for me” Yeonjun whispers, sucking on Beomgyu's tongue and slamming him down on Soobin's cock. “Im gonna fuck you now.”
Yeonjun lifts Beomgyu's leg up, straddling Soobin's thigh facing them, lining his cock to Beomgyu's hole and pushing against Soobin's sensitive dick.
He started to push slowly, Soobin's hands playing with Beomgyu's nipples again and kissing his neck to help him relax and take them both, after a few minutes Yeonjun and Soobin were both inside Beomgyu.
“Stay still a little,” Yeonjun says, circling Beomgyu's clit with his thumb, kissing his lips softly. “Can we move?”
Yeonjun wasted no time, slamming into Beomgyu making both him and Soobin moan.
“Ah, so fucking tight, two fucking cocks inside.” Yeonjun says, his voice shaky. “Swallowing your hyungs, this pussy was made for us, fits perfectly”
“Fuck, fuck hyung.” That was a Soobin cry, the warmth of Beomgyu's pussy and the friction against Yeonjun's cock filling his eyes up with tears as he held Beomgyu's waist harshly, his knuckles white.
Beomgyu was a mess, no words leaving his mouth, too full to speak, eyes rolling back each time Yeonjun slammed into him and Soobin sucked and bit on his neck to try and ground himself.
“Good boys, you're both so good for hyung” Yeonjun says between thrusts. “Are you gonna take both our cum Beomgyu-ah? Do you want to get filled up by us? hm?”
“Yes, yes hyungs please come in me, i want t-to feel it, please.” Beomgyu cries, clenching around his boyfriends cock, forcing a pathetic sound to leave Soobin’s mouth.
“I'm not lasting, shit, please let me come, Hyung” Soobin whines, biting his lips as he looks at Yeonjun with pleading eyes. “I need to come, please.”
“Bin-ah, wanna fill Gyu's pussy? Fuck I'm so lucky, my boys” Yeonjun speeds up. “Come but stay inside”
Yeonjun says and it takes two more thrusts until Soobin is coming inside Beomgyu, his come making it even easier for Yeonjun to move in and out of the boy.
Soobin does as he's told, staying inside Beomgyu after he comes, Yeonjun overstimulating 8both boys.
“Wanna come too, Gyu?” Yeonjun says, thrusting harder.
Beomgyu nods almost desperately, his eyes filled with tears and his lower belly and thighs burning.
“Come on our cocks, be a nice boy and come on your hyungs cock, yes baby, fucking good boy, shit” Yeonjun praises as he feels Beomgyu fall apart, shaking and moaning as he gushes around his and Soobin's length. “Fucking good boy, did you squirt for us? We made you feel this good? He's such a good cumdump, right Binne?”
“Yes, shit he's so messy, so perfect” Soobin says, his hand moving to Beomgyu's clit, his dick hardening inside him again and he starts to thrust with Yeonjun. “I bet he can give us one more, right Gyu? You can come one more time for us, can't you?”
Beomgyu has tears rolling down his face but he nods, Soobin's fingers on his clit and both of their cocks inside him making him unable to speak from overstimulation.
After a few more thrusts Beomgyu is coming again, body weak on Soobin's laps, not long after Yeonjun comes deep inside Beomgyu followed by Soobin.
“You're gonna leak for days” Yeonjun says after slipping out of Beomgyu, looking at his and Soobin's come leaking out of him and falling into Soobin's dick and thigh. “Lay him down, I'm getting some towels” Yeonjun says to Soobin as he gets up, placing a kiss on Beomgyu's and Soobin's forehead. “I'll be right back.”
Soobin nods, carefully laying Beomgyu on the couch, kissing his cheeks. “I'll get you some water okay?” He says and adjusts the boy's shirt before getting up.
a.n. hello again, pnd rodrina and pinkpunk lovers. comment or dm if you wanna be tagged in updates
Chapter 3 Table of Contents Chapter 5
Regina wore a dark brown puffer jacket and matching sweatpants. Her hair was up and she didn’t bother applying makeup despite her red, tear stained eyes. She wore her wedding ring, but unlike their last meeting, she kept her ‘R’ necklace tucked away in her pocket. She sat impatiently at a park bench waiting for him to arrive.
She, and everyone else at the park, heard his van before she saw it, brakes squeaking and tires squealing. She turned around to see Rodrick struggling to park neatly and decided to stand up to go meet him quicker. Rodrick jumped out of his van and practically ran to Regina with the urgency she’d requested over the phone.
“Regina, I’m here, I’m here,” He said short-winded, “What’s the matter, what’s wrong? Are you alright?”
She didn’t want to answer. She didn’t know how to answer. The news of her pregnancy had been kept to herself since she found out three days prior. And her plan of action was entirely dependent on this meeting.
“You should really get a new car.” Regina deflected, ignoring Rodrick’s eyes and looking at the van.
“Yeah, I should,” He chuckled, “Especially since the label made us drop the Diper.”
Regina swallowed hard, nearly choking on the word “diaper.” Her insides ached and she resisted the urge to reach for her stomach.
“Right.” She breathed out.
“I’ll probably get one once we get paid from the tour,” He said casually, “But I gotta be quick with it since we start recording the new album, like, next week.”
He’s busy, she thought. Being a rockstar really was a full time job and he was committed to it. Even though he looked tired, he looked happy. Proud to be doing what he loves and doing it well.
Regina was too busy recalibrating her mind to respond immediately. Don’t be selfish. Try not to be selfish.
“I’m happy for you.” she finally managed to say.
“I thought about you a lot in Europe,” Rodrick admitted, “Like, a lot. Almost everyday. I-I know you’re married and all but–.”
“I’m pregnant.”
Rodrick’s face paled as if he’d seen a ghost. The words took a while to process and once they did, he tried to process them again in attempts to understand.
“W-what?” He stammered.
“And you need to know that what happened at the show will never happen again.” Regina said sternly, “I have a family now and I can’t spend my time sneaking off to dirty punk shows, meeting up with some skeeze I knew in high school.”
Her words hit Rodrick where it hurt. He almost couldn’t believe he was hearing them.
“Y-you don’t mean that, Regina,” Rodrick pleaded, “You loved me, we loved each other. It’s not too late.”
“That was then,” Regina said coldly, her own heart clenching at her words. She took the necklace from her pocket and held it out in front of her, “We live totally different lives now. And Elton and I have always had the money to support a family… It’s time you went for someone in your own league.”
“Regina, wait–.”
“Bye, Rodrick.” Regina cruelly dropped the necklace at his feet and turned away without another word.
Regina walked with confidence, finding her car and sitting in it for a moment. She squinted her eyes to find Rodrick’s van, making sure he’d driven off. And once he did, tears fell from her eyes at a speed she couldn’t keep up with. They were out of her control, but she was firm in her stance.
She would carry out the pregnancy and raise the child as Elton’s. Rodrick’s features were similar enough to pass; brown wavy hair, brown eyes and light olive skin. All dominant traits that Elton could claim. If their nose comes out upturned she’d take responsibility and blame her genes before her nose job at age sixteen. She’d prepped the answer to every question in her head before she even made it out of the CVS parking lot.
But Regina was not an idiot. She knew her options and she only had four. She could’ve secretly scheduled an appointment at the clinic to abort the fetus without Elton or Rodrick ever knowing. If she wanted to be more dramatic, she could’ve cried to Elton about not being ready to be a mother, beg him to let her get an abortion and promise to have the kids later on once Elton’s fertility window was just about to close.
Regina could have had the same heart-wrenching conversation with Elton instead. She could’ve told him that she's the baby mama to a punk guy in a rock band and ran off. She could’ve left her comfortable, suburban house behind and remarried her high school boyfriend. She could’ve stayed home and raised the kid while Rodrick played shows. And once they were old enough, they could’ve all gone on tour together.
Regina thought about this possibility in grave detail, down to the apartment she’d have to downsize to once she uprooted her life to start a new family with a new-money suitor. But she wasn’t that reckless and she wasn’t that selfish (anymore). Sure she married Elton for selfish reasons like money and comfortability. But when she made that choice, she thought about her lineage as well. She knew she wanted her kids to have everything she did and she grew up rather privileged.
So Regina chose her fourth and final option: starting an illegitimate family with her husband, Elton.
Elton Tiscia was from Malibu, California, graduated high school nine years before her and was the son of an entertainment lawyer and ended up becoming a lawyer himself. He would always be in a position to support himself and anyone else who came along. Regina’s parents loved Elton with her mom practically begging her to lock him down with a kid. He was older, richer and conventionally attractive. Marrying him was the ticket to an easy life. And having a baby under his name would solidify it.
She wiped her tears, desperately trying to get them to stop falling. She tossed her head back and took a long, deep breath.
“Focus.”
Regina clenched her jaw and placed her hands on the stirring wheel, looking down begrudgingly at her wedding ring. And just like that, her tears stopped. Like a waterfall that suddenly hit a drought.
Once she returned home, she adjusted her appearance. She let her hair down and left her puffer jacket half open, making sure she looked desirable, effortless and even happy. She went straight to Elton’s office where he’d been working on a pressing case.
“Do you have a minute?” Regina asked sweetly, batting her eyes even though he hadn’t yet looked up at her.
“Not really, honey,” Elton adjusted his glasses as he analyzed his papers, “I’m still reviewing these legal files.”
“But it’s really important, Ellie.”
Regina only used that nickname in dire situations like shopping, paying parking tickets or choosing a vacation destination.
Elton looked up at her over his reading glasses and gestured her closer, “Come here.”
Regina walked over behind his desk and sat on his lap. Elton instinctively wrapped his arms around her waist and kissed her neck.
“Why’re your eyes all red and puffy?”
“Tears of joy, Ellie.” Regina smiled, keeping her eyes wide enough to trigger another round of tears.
“Really now?”
“Mhm,” Regina nodded, “I just got back from my doctor and I’m pregnant… You’re gonna be a dad.”
Elton’s eyes lit up at the news. He set his reading glasses on the desk and kissed Regina in celebratory passion.
There was no going back now. Regina had committed herself to this family, her family. Elton was very evidently excited and more than ready to continue the Tiscia family name with someone as beautiful as Regina. It was settled.
Tears welled up in Regina’s eyes again as she held onto Elton. She tried and tried again to make herself believe they were happy tears. At that moment, it didn’t matter what she felt or believed. It only mattered that Elton believed they were happy tears. He cooed and coddled her, wiping her tears with a charming smile on his face.
I can never tell him the truth, she thought, or I’ll never see him or that smile again.
As Regina looked tearfully into Elton’s eyes, she placed her hand over her stomach. To which Elton placed his hand over hers.
“You’re gonna be a great mom.”
Regina’s tears lightened. Not in quantity, but volume. Tears of sorrow are heavier, saltier. But tears of joy and promise were always light. Sometimes lighter than air.
Suddenly it didn’t matter who the father was, Regina would always be their mother. And she had to be ready to spend the rest of her life being that.
Regina hardly slept that night, thinking about a whirlwind of questions for her future self. She thought about the sex of the baby, what she’d name them, who they'd become. She thought about if she’d grow resentful if they look just like Rodrick and always had a constant reminder of her ex.
It was moments like this where she remembered why she drank. Just when she thought she had run out of tears, they started up again. She couldn’t have another sip of wine for another nine months.
warnings and content — college au, strangers to lovers, mutual pining, fluff, smut, explicit sexual content, oral (f receiving),, dirty talk, pet names (cutie, love, baby), teasing, soft dom eunseok, glasses eunseok agenda, suggestive, first meeting turns into something more, surprisingly soft aftercare, 18 + only.
Minors DNI!!!
note — I saw a photo of eunseok in glasses and let my imagination run wild this time.
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You're starting to wonder if that man is just a creation of your imagination, or if your friends are hiding him in a basement.
Song Eunseok. The hot, mysterious man who only appears in your friends' stories—despite being one of their best friends.
You look at Anton, who's sitting next to you at lunch in the university canteen, along with Sohee and Ningning.
"So," you say, leaning forward with your chin propped in your hand. "When am I gonna meet this mysterious Eunseok? I'm starting to think you guys are photoshopping him into photos. 'Cause how is it possible that me and Ningning are the ones who haven't met him yet?"
Ningning looks up from her food, eyebrows raised. "Me? I've met Eunseok."
You give her a look. "What? When?"
"When I went to Wonbin's apartment? They live together, girl."
Oh. Right. You forgot about her and Wonbin's situationship completely. That explains that.
"Oh, right." You deflate slightly, slumping back in your seat. "So I'm the only one who hasn't met him."
Anton looks at you suspiciously, setting down his fork. "Why this Eunseok topic all of a sudden?"
You shrug, trying to play it cool even though you can feel heat creeping up your neck. "I saw him on your story yesterday. Just thought about it."
Sohee snorts, nearly choking on his drink. "Translation: she thinks he's hot and is mad she hasn't met him to try and flirt with him."
You give him an annoyed look, grabbing a napkin to throw at him. "No, I—no. I just—I've met everyone except him, and I find that weird."
Anton shrugs, completely oblivious to your inner turmoil. "It's 'cause your guys' schedules never align, I think. He's always busy in the tech building."
You mumble under your breath, barely loud enough for them to hear, "Of course. He had to be a hot nerd too."
Sohee grins, catching it immediately. "So you do find him hot."
You groan and drop your head onto the table, letting the cool surface soothe your burning cheeks. "So what? It's not like I would do anything about it. I don't even know him."
Anton pulls out his phone, scrolling casually like he's not dropping life-changing information. "You know, there's gonna be a get-together to play games Friday night at Sungchan and Shotaro's apartment. And they live next to Wonbin and Eunseok, so..." He glances at you with a knowing smile. "I bet he's gonna be there."
Your head perks up so fast you almost give yourself whiplash. "Really? I mean—bet. I'll go."
Sohee just laughs, shaking his head at your obvious enthusiasm.
They both shake their heads and get back to their food, clearly amused by how transparent you are.
Ningning nudges you under the table, a knowing smile on her face. "I'll help you pick an outfit."
You smile back and quietly thank her, already mentally running through your closet.
Seunghan then slides into the seat next to Anton, dropping his bag on the floor. "What did I miss?"
You look at him, and the whole table starts laughing at his confused expression.
He looks between all of you, lost. "What?"
Sohee waves him off. "Nothing, bro. Just eat."
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Days pass. It's now Friday, and Ningning is over at your apartment, your room transformed into a makeshift styling station.
You guys put on something cute but comfy—game night calls for minimal makeup, so just a little tinted moisturizer and some gloss. You take a picture in the mirror together, posing for your Instagram story, then head out to Ningning's car.
She turns to you before starting the engine, her hand on the gear shift. "Hey, I'm probably gonna take Wonbin to my apartment tonight. Do you mind catching a ride home with someone else?"
You wave her off, already pulling out your phone to check your reflection one last time. "No, babes, it's okay. I'll ask one of the boys." You wiggle your eyebrows at her. "You have your fun."
She smacks your arm, laughing. "Shut up."
"Don't hit me. Focus on driving."
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You arrive at the apartment complex and make your way up to Sungchan and Shotaro's place. The door is already slightly ajar, music and voices spilling out into the hallway.
Sungchan greets you with his hands almost full—drinks stacked in one arm, snack bowls balanced in the other. His face lights up when he sees you. "Hey, guys!"
You reach out and take some of the stuff from his arms to help while Ningning scans the room for Wonbin.
Sungchan turns to you, grateful. "Thanks."
You smile. "No problem."
You glance around the living room as you set down the snacks. Shotaro is setting up the game console, Sohee is arguing with Seunghan about something, Anton is already deep in conversation with a friend. But no Eunseok.
Maybe he won't come like they said.
You must look kinda disappointed because Anton finds you lingering in the kitchen, staring at nothing. He leans against the counter next to you.
"Don't worry," he says, following your gaze to the door. "He's coming. He's just late."
"How did you—"
He grins. "Your face says it all, girl. You're really bad at hiding your facial expressions."
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You guys are now all settled on the sofa and the floor, surrounded by snacks and a board game spread across the coffee table. The room is loud with laughter and arguments over the rules.
Then Eunseok enters the room.
He's dressed simply—jeans, a black t-shirt that fits him perfectly, and black-framed glasses perched on his nose. His hair is slightly messy, like he ran his fingers through it on his way over.
Fuck. He looks hot.
You lean over to Ningning, keeping your voice low. "What I wouldn't give to fog up those glasses."
Ningning smacks your arm and giggles into her hand.
"Sorry," you whisper, grinning. "My mind took over."
Eunseok's eyes scan the room, and for a brief moment, they land on you. He smiles—just a small, knowing smirk—and then he settles down across from you on the floor.
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The night is full of screams and laughs, competitive shouts and playful arguments. Eunseok keeps stealing glances at you, and you catch yourself staring at him more than once.
You get up to go to the bathroom and notice the door is closed.
You turn to Wonbin, who's lounging on the couch. "Hey, Wonbin, can I go to your apartment's bathroom? This one's occupied."
Wonbin starts to say yes when Eunseok gets up from his spot on the floor.
"I'll take you," he says casually, already grabbing his keys. "I need to grab some stuff anyway."
"Oh, thanks," you say, a little shy.
You both walk the short distance to the apartment next door. The hallway is quiet, the noise from the party muffled behind you. He unlocks the door and holds it open for you.
"First door on the left," he says.
You thank him and disappear into the bathroom, trying to calm your racing heart.
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When you come out, you look around for him. He's in the kitchen, leaning against the counter with a glass of water in his hand.
"Do you want one?" he asks.
"Oh, yeah, that would be great."
He grabs another glass, fills it, and hands it to you. The kitchen is small, and the space between you feels charged somehow.
"You know… hypothetically," he says, his voice low, eyes fixed on yours. "How would you fog up my glasses?"
You choke on your water, coughing into your hand.
He smirks. "Just curious."
"Oh my god, fuck. You heard that?" Your face is burning, panic rising. "I'm so sorry. I'm sorry if I made you uncomfortable."
He takes a step closer. "I never said I was uncomfortable."
You instinctively step back, your spine hitting the counter. "I—"
He steps closer, close enough that you can smell his cologne—clean, warm, something woodsy. "Never said I didn't want to."
Your breath catches. You're trapped between him and the counter, and you can't find any words. Any thoughts. Any coherent anything.
He reaches out, his finger tilting your chin up. "I was starting to wonder when I was gonna meet you." His voice is soft, almost teasing. "I always see you in Anton and Seunghan's stories. Never met you."
"Oh, I—I thought the same thing," you mumble shyly, your voice barely audible.
He pushes your chin up a little higher, making you meet his eyes. "You shy now? Half an hour ago, you were looking at me like you wanted to eat me alive."
Your mouth opens and closes. "I did no such thing."
"Oh, you did." His gaze drops to your lips. "But don't worry, cutie. I've been wondering about how you taste all night."
Your face is on fire. Your heart is pounding so loud you're sure he can hear it.
"So can I?" His breath fans across your lips. "Can I see what you taste like?"
" Yes," you whisper.
He closes the gap.
The kiss is slow at first—soft, testing, like he's savoring it. He pulls away just enough to murmur against your lips, "You taste like cherry cola."
Then he smirks and kisses you again, but this time it's different. Deeper. More urgent. His hands settle on your waist, pulling you closer, and your fingers curl into the fabric of his shirt, holding on like he's the only thing keeping you grounded.
His hands slip into your shirt while you tug at his, more impatient this time. He gets the message immediately, pulling his shirt off—then yours—without breaking eye contact.
He looks at you for a second, really looks.
“Beautiful...,” he mumbles under his breath.
Before you can even react, he grips your thighs and lifts you, carrying you to the sofa like it’s nothing.
He sits down with you straddling him, hands already roaming, squeezing, dragging slowly over your skin like he’s savoring it. He slides your pants down your legs, taking his time, then hooks his fingers into your underwear, tugging at them.
You take the hint and push them off yourself.
Now you’re completely bare in front of him.
He lays on the couch, adjusting his glasses slightly, eyes dark as he looks up at you.
“What are you doing, Eunseok?” you ask, already breathless.
“What do you think, cutie?” he smirks. “Waiting for you to fog up my glasses.”
“Eunseok, I was joking,” you laugh nervously. “What if I hurt you? Or break your glasses?”
He grabs your hand and squeezes it, gaze not leaving your body.
“I really don’t give a fuck about casualties right now, love.”
Your stomach flips at that.
He guides you forward, slowly, deliberately, until you’re hovering right above his face—your core inches from his mouth.
Your breath catches.
His hands tighten on your thighs.
And then he pulls you down.
“Fuck—!” you gasp the second his tongue hits your clit.
He doesn’t hesitate, doesn’t tease—just goes straight in, licking and sucking like he’s been starving for it.
“Fuck, Eunseok—fuck, that feels so good—”
He groans against you, the vibration sending a shock straight through your body.
“You taste so good,” he mutters into your skin.
“Seok—fuck—don’t stop—”
One of his hands slides up your body, fingers finding your nipple, pinching and flicking it while his mouth keeps working your clit relentlessly.
Your head falls back, your hand flying behind you for support as your body starts to shake.
He hums again, louder this time, like he’s enjoying this way too much—and the feeling goes straight to your core.
“Fuck—I’m cumming, Seok—”
“Yeah?” he murmurs against your clit. “Cum on my tongue, baby.”
That’s it. You break.
Your whole body tenses as you come hard, thighs trembling around his head while he keeps you there, riding it out, licking you through it.
You’re breathing hard when you finally lift yourself off him.
You drop back into his lap, still shaky, and he immediately pulls you into a kiss.
You can taste yourself on him.
It makes you whimper softly before you break the kiss, hiding your face in his shoulder.
“I don’t usually do this…” you mumble. “I don’t do random night stands…”
“Hey,” he says, softer now, lifting your chin so you have to look at him. “I don’t either. I’m actually… really into you. I want to get to know you.”
You blink, then let out a small laugh.
“Well… you definitely got to know me,” you tease, heat creeping up your neck as you remember exactly what just happened—and how you still don’t even know his favorite color.
He laughs, shaking his head, then hands you your shirt.
You slip it back on, still a little dazed.
“We should probably get back before they start wondering where we are,” he says.
Your eyes drop to his lap, noticing the very obvious bulge still straining against his pants.
“You don’t want help with your… problem?” you ask, pointing.
He huffs out a quiet laugh.
“No, cutie. I don’t want you thinking I expect something back. I was the one who wanted a taste.”
He leans in and presses a soft kiss to your cheek—completely opposite from how filthy he was just seconds ago.
“You can stay over tonight,” he adds. “Wonbin’s at Ning’s, so… maybe we can just talk?”
You smile, still a little flushed.
“I think I’d like that.”
Bonus part: back at the get together
“Hey guys, I’m gonna go check on them—they’re taking so long—”
“NOOO!”
Ning, Wonbin, Sohee, and Anton all shout at the same time.
⌗ BEFORYOUGO — eunseok can’t stand your study partner and he doesn’t want you to go out unless he knows you’re his…
⧼ 🍡 ⧽ 一 pairing。 ⸝⸝ eunseok x fem!reader 𓄵 wc. 1k genre。smut contains! rough sex , face fucking , name calling { back to library }
( request ). could we get a some eunseok action that man been in my dreams lately wkwkwk anyways was thinking maybe jealous dom eunseok because reader got paired up with someone who has a crush on her and boy was just not having it with the study sessions and etc and all and he decides if she doesn’t want to change partners he’s gonna make sure she goes to these sessions looking ran through by him 💀
eunseok could see it the moment you invited the guy over to your shared apartment to work on the project ; this dude was clearly crushing on you — and you being the ever so obvious and clueless couldn’t even tell the difference. “he’s just being nice.”
being nice wasn’t him pulling up the strap on your tank top when it fell over – eunseok had to stop himself from jumping over the counter that time once time. “babe i know you don’t see it , i’m a guy so i can , he wants to fuck you.” he tried to tell you , but you just couldn’t see it. “he’s just being nice.” he rolled his eyes , folding his arms. “yeah so nice that he can’t stop staring at your tits.”
now here he is watching you bitterly as you got ready to go out with him once again to study. “why can’t yall study here ? where i can see.” he asked , sitting on the edge of the bed. “because you scare him seok , he said he can feel you burning holes in the back of his head.” he scoffed. “and he still doesn’t get the hint.” taking in the outfit you were wearing , and he started running all the scenarios in his head , making him even more upset. “come here.” was all he said , you turned to him. “seok i have to get ready.” he was glaring at you. “now.” he said.
you stood up , walking over to him , he pulled you into his lap. “you really aren’t gonna change your study partner.” his hands coming up your shirt. “despite my protest.” he yanked it down , you shrieked. “and you’re dressed like a slut , you want to fuck him or something?” he pinched your nipples. “no-no.” he mocked your stutter. “no-no , seems like you do , you want to fuck him , show him shit that only i’m supposed to see.” wrapping his hands around your throat. “i-i only want you seok.” your cunt was throbbing. “yeah?” tilting his head to the side. “ok baby.” he said. “you can go.” a smirk on his face. “but not till i mark you for him to see.”
he pushed you down on your knees. “gonna fuck your pretty face.” he held the back of your head , using the other to unbuckle his pants , freeing his hard cock. “want him to see your lips all swollen.” tapping the tip of his cock on your lips , smearing his precum on them. “open up slut.” pushing his cock into your mouth. “fuck.” he sighed , his grip on your ponytail tightening , moving your head up and down in his length. “such a good cock sucker.” bucking his hips up , pushing your head down — you gagged on his length , throat closing tight around him. “that’s it gag on my dick , make a mess.” he used your throat like a toy , grunting above you. “shit , if only he could see you on your knees for me , sucking me off.” you moaned around him , he hissed. “sh-shit i’m gonna cum.” cock twitching in your mouth. “i want you to swallow it all.” pushing your head down , holding you there as he came. “yeah slut , take it all.”
pulling you off of him , making you stand up. “i’m not done with you.” he pushed you on the bed , ass up. “gonna use this pussy , make sure you can feel me while you’re with him.” pulling your leggings down , slapping your ass. “fuck seok!” he pulled your panties to the side , thrusting himself inside of you fully. “sh-shit.” his hands on your hip , fucking you. ‘plap plap plap’ filling the room along with your moans. “my pussy , he’ll never be able to fuck you like this.” his pace was inhuman , pushing your head deeper into the mattress. “i bet he wishes it was him fucking you like this”
he kept going, his thrust getting sloppier but his pace never changed. “fuck i’m about to cum.” he reach around , rubbing your clit. “cum for me , cum on my cock.” he gave your heat a slap , sending you into a blinding orgasm , legs shaking as your essence coated his cock. “fuck , i’m gonna cum , gonna cum inside this pussy.” bringing his head in between your shoulder blade , leaving marks on your skin as his cock twitched — a couple thrust later he was emptying his load inside you with a curse.
he pulled out , pushing the cum that had leaked out , pushing it back inside , moving your panties back in place. “keep inside you while you’re out with him.” he gave your ass a slap.
“seok look at this , it looks like i let leeches play around on my neck.” you whined staring into the mirror trying to quickly fix yourself , phone already blowing up with calls from him because you were late. he wrapped his arms around you with no care in his eyes. “good.” was all he said making you pout. “now he’ll get the hint finally.” your phone ringing again , he picked it up answering it before you could grab it. “seok.” putting the phone to his ear. “yn , where are you i have your favorite coffee.” he scoffed. “she doesn’t like coffee , she drinks hot chocolate.”
“and i don’t appreciate you calling my girlfriend 20 times , she’ll be there when i’m done with her.” and with that he hung up.
pairing: eunseok x afab!reader | toxic!bf x toxic!gfreader | basketball captain fratboy eunseok x sorority sister reader | university au! | rich kid au!
a/n: storyline loosely inspired by one tree hill and 90210 | might make this into a three part series | i do not take full credit for the originality of this storyline
word count: approx. 7.7k
plot: eunseok and you have always been in a toxic on and off relationship and you two always find your way back to each other. after a fight, you devise a plan to make him jealous to get him to come back to you. however, after an alarming incident involving drugs and violence, you have to rethink your choices and reevaluate your relationship
warnings: mdni, mature content, appearances from riize members, aespa members, enhypen members, frat lifestyle, possibily inaccurate description of university basketball but hey it works, might not have proofread everything
smut warnings (read carefully before proceeding): jealousy, possessiveness, obsession, objectification, creep behaviour (not from eunseok), name-calling, degradation, reader can be a bit of a brat, rough sex, meandom!eunseok, softdom!eunseok, sub!reader, daddy kink, eating out, squirting, fingering, slight exhibitionism, daddy kink, drugs, violence, anal sex, p in v, choking, creampie, nipple play, clit stimulation, blowjobs, doggystyle, cowgirl, pet names (baby, baby girl, princess), love bombing?, unprotected sex (wrap it up!) – idk if i missed out on anything else.
requested: yes (from my old blog) but i have permission to turn this into a a full fic - also, there are not enough fics about this foine man
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your relationship with eunseok was toxic from the start. classic basketball captain slash fratboy meets sorority sister. in the two years you’ve been together, you’ve broken up and gotten back together way too many times. he was possessive, manipulative and extremely selfish when it came to you. you, on the other hand, were no angel. you continued to test his boundaries, rile him up and pushed his buttons. this often led you two to a screaming match which eventually leads to your face being pressed against the mattress and his cock shoved into you.
your latest argument, however, has been brimming far too long to your liking. it started off at a frat party last week that was being hosted after his team won a major basketball tournament. after way too much booze and weed, you found your boyfriend next to multiple girls who were seemingly congratulating him for his team’s win but they were standing way too close for your liking and rubbing his arm – which he didn’t seem to mind. you decided to pick the fight towards the end of the party but eunseok, far too gone and high, was just having none of it from you – resulting in you storming off and ignoring him for the past six days.
honestly you were getting tired from fighting but none of you were willing to back down and accept defeat. you missed your boyfriend and his touches. you tried getting off yourself for the past few days but it was just not working. your fingers did nothing for you – they didn’t fill you like how your boyfriend’s cock did. you didn’t even own any sex toys because whenever you were horny all you needed was to go to eunseok. your sex life with eunseok was one of the main reasons you two lasted for so long since your libidos were equally high. you were so used to getting pampered and getting what you want from him that it pained you that neither of you were willing to back down yet.
it didn’t help that the two of you share most of the same classes. you’ve been avoiding sitting next to him because one, you still weren’t willing to apologise and two, you would’ve lost all sense of pride by hopping onto his cock because you’re ovulating.
eunseok, on the other hand, was equally frustrated but he truly believed he did nothing wrong and was adamant that you had to apologise to him first. you were indeed his princess but eunseok was egotistic and constantly refused to give in to you when he thought he was right. in fact, he was so sure you would break first even though he was dying to have you back in his arms, basking in your warmth and then to fuck you senseless. although his right hand couldn’t make up for much, his resilience was annoyingly better than yours by a little bit.
on the seventh day, you woke up hours before your classes began in cold sweat. your silk shorts clinging onto you like a second skin due to the lack of underwear, your nipples hard against your silk cami. you missed eunseok so much that it was starting to ache. you brought your hand down into your shorts and started to rub your clit, soothing the ache, trying to think of things to walk you through your process but each memory just made your hornier and missing him even more. you decided that today was the day to provoke him and lure him to you without needing to apologise.
after your everything shower, you decided to wear an outfit that you knew eunseok loved but hated to see in public. you put on his favourite black thong, along with a skirt that was long enough to not flash anyone but short enough to send him short-circuiting. you knew how much he hated you wearing revealing clothing if he wasn’t around you. you decided to forego the bra and put on a white tee but just so you don’t draw too much attention to yourself, you put on eunseok’s varsity jacket to cover your chest. you wanted to poke the bear but you weren’t gonna get yourself into the deep end of it. your boyfriend was the epitome of a stone. he was calm and collected, with a cold exterior but he had a temper.
upon seeing you waltz into class, eunseok’s face contorted and his eyebrows furrow from your lack of clothing, the skirt way too short for his liking. every self-restraint he had went out the window once he realised everyone else could see you in it. your outfit from the right angles could look appropriate but eunseok knew it was far from it.
you sat a few rows in front of him and hear your phone buzz as your took your seat. just as you expected, you managed to elicit a reaction from your boyfriend. you smirked but decided to ignore his messages.
seokkie <3 : what the fuck are you wearing
seokkie <3 : y/n don’t fucking play with me
seokkie <3 : answer me
seokkie <3 : baby i swear if you’re doing this just to get at me you’re fucking childish
before eunseok could get up and pull you out of the classroom your professor entered and decided to start the class. just right then a classmate of yours enters the classroom late “sorry prof”.
“mr yang, ever the punctual”. your professor heaves a sigh. “take a seat your classmates aren’t going to wait for you”. the boy scans the classroom and spots the empty seat next to you and starts walking towards you and this was eunseok’s last straw. yang jinho – sleazy fuckboy captain from the lacrosse team. eunseok had a more than just distaste towards him – he absolutely loathed him. jinho has been trying to get with you from the start moment he saw you and always made remarks about how if your boyfriend was not satisfying you, you could always switch equipments and try out his sturdy lacrosse bat. jinho smirks as he sits down next to you. “alone today pretty girl? no guard dog today?” you roll your eyes at his statement. jinho looks behind to see an angry eunseok, then smirks and winks at him to provoke him more.
“class, today’s session is going to be brief. each of you will be paired with the person next to you for the next two weeks and work on a joint report for the topics that i’m about to assign you with. this counts for part of your grade so i expect you to take this seriously.”
no no no no no – eunseok’s brain was malfunctioning. you were not about to be stuck with an idiot who has been dying to get close to you for the past two years.
you were equally panicking at the arrangement but nonetheless decided that this was what eunseok deserved. you know it would tick him off. the additional factor was bound to make him break and he’d have to come to you.
“bro this is so lame,” sungchan, eunseok’s best friend and teammate, groaned next to eunseok, complaining how he’s stuck with him for the next two weeks while tapping on his basketball. eunseok was not listening to any of that but was staring to the back of your head and eyeing every single interaction you had with jinho.
“so looks like you’re stuck with me for two weeks pretty,” jinho smirks before his eyes wander from your face to your chest, zooming in on the outline of your perky nipples. “well aren’t you a feast for the eyes” you shot head towards him to see him looking at your chest, causing you to instantly cover yourself. “shut the fuck up idiot’. jinho chuckled before moving his eyes to your legs. you felt his wandering eyes on you and stood up abruptly, feeling unnecessarily exposed since your outfit choice reached the wrong target audience. “i need to use the bathroom.” you quickly exited the classroom. considering how everyone was engrossed in discussion no one really paid any attention to you leaving.
you felt stupid all of a sudden and just as you were about to start chastising yourself you feel a sharp tug on your wrist and gasped. you turn around to see eunseok, teeth clenched and eyebrows furrowed – he was fuming. it didn’t take long before he guided you to the basketball gym and pushed you into the equipment room – a room you’re familiar with considering you and eunseok had a number of raunchy sexcapades in here. it was big enough to have a table in the middle of the room and secluded enough that no one was going to find you or hear you.
“what the fuck was that,” he says after pushing you. you rolled your eyes, deciding if he wanted to continue being like that, you would too. “what was what?”
he eyes you from head to toe, “you just wanted to piss me off didn’t you”.
you crossed your arms “uh last i checked you pissed me off, eunseok.”
“so what? you’re just gonna run around and slut yourself out to that idiot just because i wouldn’t say sorry? you’re pathetic y/n”. he scoffed. oh now you were mad. “excuse me? so you get to have girls touch your arms and bat their eyelashes at you but as soon as jinho breathes next to me you’re upset? what a fucking hypocrite.” you push him and scoff in return.
he grits his teeth and comes closer to you and grabs a handful of your hair, earning a hiss from you, “i don’t flash my cock to girls like how you’re flashing your tits to him, practically begging him to just take my sloppy seconds.”
you try to push him away again but he moves forward to pin you against the table and kisses you instead. you kiss him back with the same vigour and tangle your fingers in his hair. your tongues fighting for dominance and his hands now wander to your chest to find your hardened nipples.
he lifts your shirt up and immediately attaches his mouth to your nipple, hands toying with the other one. the moment you felt his hot tongue on your nipple you immediately caved and moaned, missing the pleasure that you were denied for the past few days. “nghh fuck seokkie.”
he detaches his mouth and switches to the other nipple, alternating between licking and sucking. he moans into your chest as he begins to lower his other hand to your skirt. he groans as he feels the lack of fabric covering your pussy and ass despite the short skirt. you instinctively move your hips to his hand, craving the touch you couldn’t find in the past few days. he pushes your soaked thong aside to rub your clit, earning few lewd moans from you, each getting louder than before. “ugh fuck seokkie.”
he removes his mouth from your nipples and pushes you backwards so that you’re now lying on the table. he looks down at you with a sinister glare. “you’re leaving this room looking fucked out baby i don’t care,” and something about that ignites a fire in your body, not completely opposed to the idea of being fucked hard and rough during lecture hours after your short dry spell. you spread your legs wider, feeling the cold air hit your folds. “want more seokkie.”
he scoffs with a smirk upon hearing your response. you were always spoilt in bed – only because he’s spoiled you throughout your relationship, constantly giving in to you whenever you asked him to. “fucking greedy girl. can’t say no to my princess now can i?”
he inserts his middle finger and ring finger into your pussy, your wetness completely coating his fingers. he fucks you hard and fast with his fingers, the squelching sounds of your folds fill the room. “fuck fuck fuck so good.” your eyes roll back from the sensation as eunseok continues to stare at your state, completely loving how you were submitting yourself to him, and he was no where near done with you. he meant every single word of ruining you. his pace was relentless, with no intention of edging you, in fact he was going to test your boundaries today. “fucking cum on my fingers baby,” and your feel your first orgasm wash over you with ease. “so fucking good seokkie.”
“i’m not even close to being done with you baby, when you leave this room everyone and their mothers are gonna know you’ve just been fucked” he removes his fingers from your pussy and licks every drop. you feel yourself getting wetter at his remark. “want that seokkie, want you to ruin me.” he chuckles darkly at you. “bend over.”
you lift yourself up from the table and do as he says. “lift your skirt up baby.” you lift the pathetic excuse of a skirt up, giving him a glimpse of your puffy wet folds, your thong doing a completely useless job in covering anything. eunseok kneels behind you and latches his lips to your folds, proceeding to eat you out from the back. you feel his tongue swirl around your clit before he sucks on it. his tongue darts back out to tease your folds before move higher to your ass. he spreads your cheeks to eat lick your puckering hole while he puts his index and middle finger into your pussy.
“nghh fuck yes seokkie you’re so good to me,” your sigh from the pleasure, loving the fact that both your holes were getting the attention. “gotta prep you baby i wanna ruin you but i’m not that mean”
you grind on his face, eager to chase the orgasms you’ve been denied for the past few days. he removes his fingers and inserts his tongue into your folds and starts swirling. you scream and start to tremble from your second orgasm.
eunseok stands up and undoes his belt and pants, pulling it down to bring out his hard and painful cock. he lines his head to your folds, smearing your juices with his tip as he teases your entrance “whose pussy is this baby?” you spread your cheeks for him. “yours daddy”. satisfied with your answer, he inserts his dick into your pussy, bottoming out. “damn right it is.”
he hands find your hips to hold your still and starts thrusting hard and fast. loud pornographic moans and squelching sounds continue to fill the room. he moves one hand to front of your neck to lift you up, his chest now attached to your back. his other hand now completely hugging your front to keep you pinned to him. he grip on you is possessive and hard.
“just had to dress like a slut baby? i know you’re mad at me but you didn’t have to go seek attention from others. you know if you ask i’d give you what you want. you just had to give him a glimpse of what’s mine,” he tightens his jaw and decided to fuck you harder and grips your neck, bicep flexing right next to your face.
“s-slow down s-seok,” you managed to mutter.
“fucking take what i give you,” he growled. he was relentless.
the hand that was hugging you was now moving to your clit. he starts rubbing figure 8s on your clit and you feel your orgasm approaching you quickly. he feels your walls fluttering and trembling against him but he doesn’t stop.
feeling overwhelmed by the sensation, tears start to escape the brim of your eyes. “f-fuck sen-sitive,” you choke out.
“wanna cry baby? do i look like i give a shit? that’s how i want you look like when you go back to see that fucker.” he lets go of your neck and slowly pushes your spine down the table, your face now completely planted on the surface. he looks down to see your plump ass cheeks bouncing from his thrusts and moves his hands to spread them a little more. your asshole comes into view and he manoeuvres his thumb around it. he slowly inserts his finger into your hole and you instantly moan at the sensation. you and eunseok were no stranger to anal play and in fact, you often found yourself enjoying it. only eunseok could make you into a whimpering slut for his touches, ready to spread out any part of yourself for him.
“you like having your holes filled baby?” he coos. “yes yes yes fuck yes,” you were completely fucked out. “want me to stop? want me to slow down? use your big girl words.”
“n-no fuck. harder please daddy.” he continues to fuck you while his thumb stays in your ass, balls slapping your clit. you clench your pussy upon feeling another orgasm creeping up.
“me too daddy,” he laughs at you condescendingly. “such a fucking slut didn’t you have enough already?” of course you didn’t. and who was he kidding? he would always make you cum multiple times until you had to beg him to stop.
“can’t help it daddy feels so good wanna cum.”
“go ahead baby make yourself cum on daddy’s cock,” you bring your fingers down to your clit and start rubbing circles and you feel a bubbling sensation. your next orgasm gushes out uncontrollably, resulting in eunseok taking his cock out to watch you squirt out on the floor. he chuckles victoriously before plunging his cock back into your pussy. with a few more strokes you feel him unload deep into you. “fuuuuck baby.”
he slowly takes out his dick and you whimper from the sensitivity. eunseok stares at your pussy as some of his cum leaks out to the floor. he sits you up on the table so that you can catch your breath. “spread your legs for me baby wanna see.”
your nipples are rock hard, chest heaving, skirt hunched up and your useless thong soaked and pussy throbbing. “fuck look at you, so fucking perfect,” he whips out his phone and takes a picture of your fucked out state. “spread your pussy for me baby.”
your bring your fingers down to form a v-shape, spreading your hole wider and globs of his thick cum drips out as you exhale. he touches your sensitive hole with two fingers, dips in and spreads his cum to your clit, rubbing slow circles “are you gonna change partners baby?” he stares at you in all seriousness. you furrow your brows, thinking that he wasn’t actually going to make a big deal about the project.
“w-what i thought you said-“
“what did you think? that i was gonna let him look at your fucked out state? tch baby you know very well i don’t share you. tell professor park you’re changing partners or you don’t wanna know what i’ll do to that guy” he continues to rub his cum all over your clit and pussy lips. knowing eunseok and his reputation, he had no qualms beating people up and ruining their things, always thinking he can get away with his money and status as the university’s basketball team captain.
“but seok, jinho –“
his fingers still at the mention of his name. his seethes at the way you just uttered another guy's name while being under him. you see his jaw clench and pupils dilate. “did i not fuck enough sense into you? you still gonna mention his name?”
he starts stroking his cock. “looks like lacrosse fuckface does need to see who you belong to after all, maybe once he sees your fucked out state he wouldn’t wanna mess with a slut like you.” he stands up and aims his cock at you. his eyes now clouded with a type of anger you've not seen before. he wasn't just possessive over you, he was obsessed. he needed for you to see that nobody else could satisfy you like him, that no one else could replace him, that he was the only person for you. he needed you to need him the way he needs you.
“seok what are you –“
“keeps those legs spread” he comes in fronts of you lining up to your entrance, dips his head into your cum filled pussy only to move it lower to your other hole. you bite your lips and your heart rate picks up.
“ease up baby otherwise it’s gonna hurt” you’ve done anal multiple times and still need time to get used to his size.
he eases his head into your hole and it’s a whole different sensation, much stronger, much more electric than before “fucking love this ass.” your face contorts with pain and slow morphs into pleasure when he rubs your clit to help you ease up. “gonna move now baby,” and you nod.
“fuck so good daddy want more” he grips your thighs and keeps thrusting. “so fucking tight what a perfect slut for me to use”
you’re equally dirty. you lick your fingers and start toying with your nipples, adding to the sensation. one hand then moves to your clit and starts rubbing circles “that’s right baby girl put your fingers in. i know how much you love being filled”
you dip your fingers in and are met with his thick ropes of cum, the more you finger yourself the more his cum oozes out of you, creating a mess to your thighs. your fingers coupled with the sensation in your ass is making it too much. you were about to cum again and he chuckles at your state.
“baby you’re so pathetic you can’t even stop can you?” your eyes well up with tears and shake your head. “want it so bad daddy please”
“not yet baby girl just a bit longer i’m not done with this ass” he continues to thrust into you. he denies you your orgasm by taking your fingers away from your pussy, earning a whine from you.
you could deny all you want, you hated his toxic possessive side but you loved the way your body reacts to him, you loved his touch and if you’re being honest to yourself, you don’t think you’d want to move on from his touches.
he removes his dick from your ass and you whimper at the loss, sound escaping before you can stop it, both your holes now aching from stimulation. your nipples were so sensitive that the fabric from the clothes were too overwhelming. you took off the jacket, t-shirt and skirt, wanting to feel him all over your bare skin. “turn around baby” he says after taking off your soaked thong and pocketing it. you’re now fully naked on top of the table, holes gaping and sensitive. ‘fucking beautiful’. he slaps your clit.
you quickly stand up and get into position, with how wet you are it’s not gonna take long before you cum. he teases you by putting his head into your asshole to watch it stretch but refusing to put it all the way in, he just knew how to get your to succumb to him.
“fuck daddy fuck me please…”
“whose slut are you?”
“yours daddy!”
“good fucking girl” he says before sinking fully into your tight hole. this position was much more euphoric considering he’s in you much deeper. he positions one of your leg up the table to give himself more room.
“ohhh yes such a fucking tight ass for me to ruin.” you were in cloud nine, the sensation was much better and you feel your pussy leaking even more with how horny you were right now. “i love it i love it i love it” you were so cock drunk and a babbling mess. “fuck daddy you’re so deep.”
“look at you baby you look so fucking pathetic, like a whore,” he chuckled at your state. “even after fucking you and filling your pussy you still want your ass to be filled, fucking greedy bitch.” you moaned out loud.
“just a fucking slut who can’t keep her legs shut because that’s what you’re only good for right? a cock warmer. so so so pretty when you’re getting railed baby. fuck, tell me how much you want it baby girl,” your moans are so incoherent at this point, anything you try to respond just doesn’t come out right. “d-daddy fuck i want it so bad.”
“that’s it be a good girl and take it all up your ass” he spanks you and you screamed. “play with your pussy baby” you move your fingers into your pussy and start fingering yourself. you squirted again and clenched your ass. causing eunseok to cum.
as he slowly unloads him he watches his cum leak out and dribble to your pussy. "my beautiful princess." as you both catch your breaths he kisses you fondly. “don’t ever do that again and piss me off,” you were about to fight back but honestly you couldn’t find the energy to. “i love you so much princess,” he kisses your temple and your cheek. “tell me you love me baby,” he urges. “i love you too seok,” you give him a kiss on the lips.
he passes you your shirt, skirt and his jacket. he helps you put on the jacket and zips up the jacket fully, clearly disapproving any chance of anyone else perceiving your chest. as you smooth out your skirt you bring you hand out to him. “seok, my thong.”
he gives you a wicked smile before shaking his head. “no baby you’re going to go back to that class and have that idiot see the cum dripping from your legs.”
you widen your eyes at his statement. you knew eunseok was possessive over you but he has never deliberately asked you do something like this before. heck he would’ve punched any guy who dared to even gaze at you for too long. “are you fucking insane!? give it back to me now.”
he raises his brows at you. “do i look like i’m joking baby? that fucker needs to stop thinking he has a chance with you and you need to stop giving him any signs that he does. so do as i say,” he grabs your jaw and makes you look at him, his eyes tell you he was serious. you take a deep breath and close your eyes. “fine,” you muttered, fearing that any form of argument is just going to set things back to square one. you just somewhat made up without even needing to apologise to him. he smiles, clearly pleased with your answer, “good fucking girl.”
you two finally walk back into class, the place still the same before you left - everyone still discussing the project and your professor was far too busy with some other students at the front. you walk towards your table and see jinho on his phone, clearly uninterested in the project and far too occupied with whatever game was on his phone. you take a seat and start to pack your things since there was only 10 minutes left, and jinho whips his head toward you. you were still sensitive. your nipples still hard and your holes still throbbing from the insane session, resulting in more of his cum to trickle down your legs. this does not go unnoticed by jinho. he looks back to eunseok to see eunseok smirking.
“i see guard dog is working overtime,” he chuckled. you rolled your eyes and clenched your legs. “look, i’m going to do the report. just send whatever you have to me to my email,” you say as you quickly stand up and exit the classroom, glaring at eunseok in the process who only grins at you like he won a prize. if you didn’t love him you would’ve absolutely slapped the soul out of him for finding joy in objectifying you outside of the bedroom.
“bro we’re all set for tonight, taro just texted me he got the goods,” sungchan nudges eunseok with his eyes still glued to the phone. “fuck yeah, it’s about to get lit tonight," sungchan coos.
eunseok’s frat house was hosting another gathering tonight to celebrate the mid-season break and of course everyone was invited. eunseok was fond of the parties but never really had the bone to plan any of it. sungchan took pride in planning the best parties, with shotaro supplying the booze and drugs.
there was no party on campus like a phi kappa sigma party.
---
“finally made up with loverboy?” you hear your friend karina shouting from across the room, hair tangled with rollers and both her hands working on the hair curler. you smiled at yourself in the mirror, putting the finishing touches of your lip gloss, satisfied with your appearance – long bouncy girls and subtle smoky makeup, a leather crop top that accentuates the shape of your chest, a short black skirt to pair with it and straps of your red thong peaking through your skirt, sticking to your hip bones.
“now what makes you say that?” you eye your friend through the mirror. she stares at you, “well for once you’re in a good mood this week.” you rolled your eyes and turned around to face her. “well yeah i guess we made up.”
“you two are like magnets, girl you two wouldn’t last without each other,” she rolls her eyes back at you, although you know she means well.
“well well well ladies looks like the zeta alpha sigma girls are about the outshine everyone else in their parties again,” giselle pops in donning a black co-ord set and knee high boots, rocking her signature rockstar goth chic.
giselle was the first friend you made upon entering university. she was the head strong friend that constantly mothers you and your sorority sisters but with good intentions. in fact, she was eunseok’s childhood friend and the person that introduced you to him. living in high society, their dads were friends and both giselle and eunseok were legacy students at the university. she was the only girl you trust to be around him considering they have about 20 years of friendship between them.
“hurry up rina let’s go!”
---
the phi kappa sigma frat house was in its typical friday night behaviour – loud and bright and filled with people. the three of you had to manoeuvre your way through a bunch of drunk people making out to enter the house. upon enter the house, the smell of weed, alcohol and cigarettes hits your nose and you dart your head around attempting to locate your boyfriend before spotting him on the couch by the beer pong table observing the game in front of him. he's wearing a pair of jeans with a simple tank top and leather jacket over it. one thing about eunseok is no matter how simple his outfit was, his face card made up for it.
your eyes narrow at the sight of girls dressed in far less clothing that were surrounding him and his friends, who were clearly not that interested in playing the game but only doing so that they could bend over to get his attention. you’re thankful your boyfriend seems unfazed by their advances, not even sparing them a glance. you strut your way to him and his eyes lit up with a smile upon you coming into his eyeline. you situate yourself on his lap with your arms locked around his neck. he gives you a kiss before wrapping his arms around your waist, “was waiting for you baby. what took you so long? missed my princess.”
“looking this good takes time babe,” you say as a matter of fact. he scans your clothing and caresses your thigh. “fuck i could take you right here on this chair.”
“oh yeah? and give your little fangirls a show?” you were obviously being sarcastic and he chuckles. “babe do i look like i care about those nobodies?”
“eunseok!” you two dart your heads towards a familiar voice. shotaro walks towards the two of you with a smile and then opens his fist, two seemingly innocent looking pills on offer. “you’re gonna wanna try these. it kicks in fast.” eunseok pops one of them into his mouth and swallows them before sticking his tongue out again to put the other on his tongue, nudging you to take it. you move to straddle him and his hands find your ass to hold you in place. you lean in to kiss him, taking the pill for yourself and swallowing it. the two of you continue to make out, completely ignoring the unimpressed faces of the girls behind you who seemingly thought they stood a chance with him. you feel him hardening under you and you start to grind onto him. he groans at the contact and steadies your pace with his hands on your hips.
you pulled away to catch your breath. you stare at his glossy eyes, and swollen lips, his lips now stained with a shade of red due to your lip gloss. both your pupils are now completely dilated and senses completely heightened. damn where did taro find these pills. his thumb grazes the outline of your nipples against your top, eliciting a whimper out of you. “fuck baby wanna fuck you right now,” he stands up and guides you to his room and locks the door before throwing you on the bed. he unbuttons his jeans and whips out his cock, giving his a few strokes. “suck it baby,” he commands you and you’re now on all fours, take his cock into your mouth, eagerly licking and sucking it. his fingers thread through your perfect blowout and groans from the pleasure. you gag from the size of his cock, his tip hitting the back of your throat. you release his cock to take a breath before he sits down, urging you to sit on him.
“ride me baby,” he shifts your thong to the side and you sink down on him, loving the stretch. “fuck so big seokkie.” he pulls down the straps of your top to reveal your perky breasts, tongue swirling around your nipples and leaving some marks in the process.
“my perfect little slut, so fucking good f’me princess.” he was so fucking high and possessed. he was looking at you like you were his world, so ready to drown in you. his hands was all over you, groping you and kneading your flesh. his grip against you was tight, trapping you in place as he refuses to be away from you, completely needy and desperate for your touch. “don’t want you away from me, need you- need you close,” he pleads and yearns. you allow yourself to get lost in his embrace. the effects of the pill slowly clouded your senses and you felt euphoric. your fingers move to his hair and your start tugging on his locks. he looks up at you with a dark glint masking his need for reassurance. “who owns you baby?” he spanks your ass hard and growls.
“fuck! you do daddy!” you were completely lost in it. “fuck i’m gonna cum daddy!” he starts pistoning his hips upwards and that sends you into waves of heat in your core. “fuck me too baby, gonna cum gonna cum gonna cum,” with one last thrust he releases his load into you. "fuck i love you so much my beautiful girl. mine, all mine," he sighs into your lips and kisses you over and over again. "i love you too seok."
the two of you stay like this for a minute before you hop off and adjust your clothes and makeup. “i’m gonna quickly go grab a drink babe,” you mention to him before heading downstairs. “i’ll be with you in a sec.” he says as he catches his breath.
you head down to the kitchen through a sea of people and grab yourself vodka cherry. as you try to make your make your way back you bumped into someone. you were about to apologise before you lift your head up and saw that it was jinho.
“oh, you,” you snickered.
“easy sweetheart,” he dusts himself and chuckles before eyeing your appearance, spotting a few marks on the top of your chest. “damn your guard dog never stops, must be lucky to get his dick wet everyday,” upon hearing this – and you blame the drugs in your system – you decided to splash the vodka on his face. "fucking bitch." jinho, clearly displeased with your gesture, lunges forward in an attempt to grab you but before he could do that he's pulled back by eunseok who drops a nasty punch to his face. seemingly still possessed by the effects of the pill, he doesn’t stop, giving jinho no time to even react. he pushes him onto the floor and crouches down to grab his collar, causing the crowd to erupt into waves of shock, and starts to drill his knuckles into the side of his face, each punch harder than the last.
your eyes widened, finally realising what was going on. “eunseok! stop! get off!” you try to pull him back but your boyfriend did not give a shit. “how many times –“ by this time, jinho’s face was bleeding. “- do i have to tell you-“ and this time, you were sure he broke his nose. “- to not fucking mess with my girlfriend,” he roars and by this time his frat brothers heeseung and sunghoon enter the kitchen to try to pull him away. it took a bit of tugging and pulling to get him completely off jinho.
sungchan and shotaro barged into the room with giselle and karina after hearing the commotion. “dude what the fuck!?” sungchan remarks at the sight of blood on the kitchen floor. the only sign that jinho was still conscious was the fact that he tried to get up. "shit." giselle and karina were equally horrified by the sight.
shotaro notices a person recording the entire ordeal and snatches the phone away and tosses it into the mixer jug. he scans the room and notices everyone else was in a daze and no one else had their phones on. this was not his first rodeo.
“everyone leave and go home!” sungchan shouts to the people at the party. “now!” everyone begins to scramble and leave. giselle and karina quickly walk toward you to hug you and pull you away. you were crying by now, shocked at what your boyfriend just did. sure, he has thrown a couple of punches before but you have never seen him go this hard, not to a point where the person he punched looks like he was half past dead. eunseok looks at you and sees your tearful eyes gazing back at him with fear. his eyes soften and before he could get up and go to you, to tell you he did what he did to protect you, giselle tugs you away and you follow her. “let’s go babe, let the boys deal with this first." eunseok brings his face to his hands, debating whether he fucked things up with you tonight.
“dude what in the fuck did you do?” heeseung eyes eunseok and combs through his hair with his fingers out of frustration. “that fucker had it coming,” he spits out. he gave no shits as to whether jinho was alive and functioning. “shut the fuck up eunseok,” shotaro hisses.
jinho gets up and stumbles his way out of the kitchen and heeseung has to hold eunseok back to prevent him from lunging forward again.
“guys – someone just called the cops,” sunghoon’s voice was laced with panic as the sound of the sirens approach the frat house.
“fuckkkkkkk,” sungchan groans.
---
eunseok, sungchan, sunghoon, shotaro, heeseung and other members of the frat house stood in a line, head bowed down and quiet. in a corner, they hear coach kim, their basketball coach, mumbling something to the police officers. this had been going on for the past 20 minutes. a couple of sighs and apologies were heard and in return a few stern warnings were seemingly relayed. the police officers then entered their cars and left. after leaving, coach park turns around his jaw is clenched. he walks towards the boys with his hands on his hips.
“in my 25 years of coaching, do you know how many police officers i had to talk to?”
“i don't-“ “shut the fuck up park,” he glares at sunghoon who instantly stops talking.
“it’s such a disgrace that my star team,” he says eyeing the five boys, “are fucking hooligans.” he then eyes the rest of the members of the fraternity.
“did anyone else see this happen?” coach kim looks at someone hoping for an answer, hoping that news of this incident doesn't reach further than necessary. “no coach, no one,” shotaro answers, remembering how the only form of evidence was sitting in his mixer jug.
“good,” his face contorts into something similar to relief but still fueled with disappointment. “song, jung, park, osaki, lee, you five can stay and the rest of you can leave,” he says and waits for everyone else to leave. once everyone is out of earshot he glares at the five and notices eunseok’s bloody knuckles.
“not everything here can be fixed with money,” he starts off with a sigh. “i know you boys have had it easy and you think since it’s mid season you can party around without consequences,” no one dared to look up to him. "some of you are here as legacy or some other types of privileged backgrounds but the point is, all of you need to fucking wake up and realise daddy's money can't bring you so far if you don't have the right attitude." the boys continued to keep their head down.
“but this isn’t about just college basketball or drugs and parties. some of you could’ve gone to jail tonight and the only reason you did not is because that lacrosse boy was also intoxicated with drugs. i had to convince coach sim over the phone to convince the boy to not press charges.”
upon hearing that, eunseok’s expression remained stoic but a part of him was relieved deep down. “with that being said, i do not want to this incident to repeat itself,” the boys slowly start to lift their heads up only for coach kim to drop a bomb on them, “which is why you five will not play in the first three games when the season continues,” this time eunseok furrows his eyebrows and speaks for the first time.
“coach what the fuck?! we play dalton for the first game!” dalton was the team’s main rival, and without the A-team, there was a high possibility the team would lose that game and jeopardise their championship campaign – which also means this would jeopardise their chances of going pro since scouts would undoubtedly show up for the game.
“i said what i said, song,” coach kim turns to eunseok.
“wait no – coach this is not fair,” heeseung interjects.
“what’s unfair is me minding my own business and then getting a phone call in the middle of the night saying that my shooting guard has almost sent the lacrosse captain to see his creator,” he glares at eunseok again who now has his eyes closed with a sigh.
“coach wait, please, not the dalton game, you can suspend us later,” sungchan pleads.
“coach, the scouts,” shotaro adds to it.
“none of you seemed to care about your future when you decided to commit a few crimes tonight,” he chastised. “i said what i said and if you aren’t happy then that’s on you,” he says before leaving. "clean this fucking shit up and i better not be getting more calls," he sighs in disappointment.
all five boys now were angry, frustrated and upset. “dude what the fuck! did you have to beat him up like that?” sungchan pushes eunseok. “what the fuck! he was being a creep and had it coming! if anything, i don’t know what the fuck taro gave me,” he then eyes shotaro who now put his hands up in defence, “everyone had it but no one went apeshit like you,” he fights back.
“man shut the fuck up all of you,” sunghoon groans. “my parents are gonna kill me if they find out about this.”
“shut up sunghoon, all of us are now fucked,” heeseung hisses.
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you were back at your room, still reeling from the shock of your boyfriend punching the daylights out of jinho. you started to wonder was it the drugs or was it you who caused it, the guilt eating you up from inside. you hear giselle and karina mumbling something on the outside, seemingly alarmed and you walked out to see what the fuss was about. they froze when they saw you.
“what’s going on?” you asked, and you see them look at each other before giselle sighs and look at you. “taro said coach kim came. now him, eunseok, sungchan, sunghoon and heeseung are suspended from the first three games after the mid season break.” your eyes widened at this. sure, eunseok has been through a fair share of trouble but he was never suspended. your jaw instantly hits the floor with this information. “good thing is i don’t think jinho is gonna press charges against eunseok,” karina adds. oddly, that information was not reassuring. suspension and talks of pressing charges at the same night?
and all because of you?
“fuck, eunseok’s dad is gonna explode,” you mutter. it was no secret that eunseok’s dad was a controlling perfectionist, constantly putting pressure on eunseok to excel in his studies and basketball, both of them in a program of their own to make sure he gets scouted. now this? this was gonna send his dad to a fucking frenzy when he finds out.
“hey hey don’t worry about it now, we’ll deal with that when it arises,” giselle comes and hugs you and you instantly sob into her embrace.
you knew what you had to do now.
“i can’t do this, gi,” you look at her. “what are you talking about?” she raises her eyebrows.
“it’s just, eunseok got into that fight because of me,” you hiccuped. “hey it’s not your fault,” karina defends. “i know but each time we fight something always happens and this time it just got way out of hand and i don’t know, i just – “ you took a deep breath. “we can’t – i can’t – i have to let him go, for good.” both the girls’ eyes widened at your remark.
“y/n, babe, i know for a fact eunseok does not blame you for this. nor do the boys. if anything it was that fuckface that messed with you, he had it coming for a long time and honestly he should be lucky he only has a broken nose,” giselle attempts to comfort you.
“that’s the thing, gi! broken noses, suspension, talks about charges, the university getting involved! this isn’t just about us anymore! i might just have cost the boys a future career too!” you shout.
“y/n think about this clearly,” karina says sternly. "don't make hasty decisions let's process this tomorrow."
"you have to know that none of this was your fault," giselle adds on.
you take a deep breath and head back into your room and reach for your phone. you might regret this tomorrow but at this moment, you believed it was the only right thing to do. you loved him so much but you could not shake off the guilt of causing things to get out of hand.
“eunseok, we can’t do this anymore, let’s break up for good this time,” you typed out and hit send and blocked his contact. you knew you were being harsh and irrational since the incident was still so fresh. in fact, you weren’t even sure how this was going to work considering you share mostly the same classes and group of friends.
but at the moment, it felt like the right thing to do amongst every wrong thing that happened.
---
the boys were still arguing outside the house, each of them blaming each other for the unfortunate incident. eunseok walked away to cool himself down and felt his phone buzzed. he reached into his back pocket to see a message from you.
princess: eunseok, we can’t do this anymore, let’s break up for good this time
he closes his eyes and clenches his jaw and throws his phone to the ground. he runs his fingers through his hair and lets out a groan while kicking a few beer bottles in the process. he then decides to go pick his phone up and enter the house. he's clouded with a huge range of emotions from the suspension, on how to face his dad, from his teammates whom he let down and now his precious girlfriend not wanting anything to do with him.
he knows you’re traumatised, you’re scared and you’re upset. and after everything that happened tonight, he wasn’t in the right headspace either. he was gonna give you some space and think about everything tomorrow. he was so sure he was able salvage it when the moment comes.
but unlike every other time you two took a break or broke up, this felt different.
of course this isn't an excuse to write about glasses seok.... who said that
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nerdy boyfriend eunseok who would rant to you about an anime he's watching, complaining about why a character did or didn't do something, brows furrowed and lips pouting slightly as he tells you the entire lore. if you watch anime, he'd love to get you into his favorites, sitting you between his legs on the couch, his arms either wrapped around your shoulders or waist, making sure you're close enough to him that he can whisper some context clues in your ear and kiss your neck and cheek, absolutely on cloud nine to be sharing this moment with you. eunseok would also want you to show him your favorites, though, even when he could barely pay attention to the screen in front of him because seeing you talk about your favorite characters so passionately makes him insanely hard.
nerdy boyfriend eunseok who would love to have you around when he's playing something. eunseok loves games and he's good at it, so of course he'd feel so proud of himself for winning when you're watching him. your boyfriend would look at you from over his glasses, a cheeky smile on his face as he says, "do i get a good job kiss, baby?" of course, this leads to eunseok's hand sliding down your cheek to make its way to your hips, guiding you to his lap without breaking the kiss. you pull back from him abruptly when you hear his gaming chair creak under your shared weight, feeling the cold breeze from the air conditioner hit your lips, slightlu damp with eunseok's spit, and your heart attempt to jump out of you ribcage in fear. he would just chuckle, gently pushing the back of your head forward so your lips can meet again.
nerdy boyfriend eunseok who would love to go on arcade dates with you. he would even try to get over his competitive impulses to let you win every once in a while, but not too much because you look too cute all frustrated and pouty when he destroys you at another game. eunseok would have to stop himself from actually making the most silly and stupid sounds of adoration because you look seriously too adorable when you two finally find a game you're better than him at, the fact that he's getting destroyed by you at the game being the last thing on his mind when you look so happy. he could eat you up right then and there.
nerdy boyfriend eunseok who would love to see how easy it is for him to get under your skin when he's wearing his glasses, very rarely wearing contacts around you. he obviously didn't know you liked glasses at the beginning of your relationship, so he would be so pleasantly surprised at the starstruck look on your face the first time you see him in glasses. eunseok happily let you spend the day perched on his lap like a cat, squishing and kissing his cheeks and moving your fingers along the frame of his glasses, completely entranced. after that, he made sure to keep wearing his glasses every time you came over getting a thrill from you'd always be all over him, either because you think he looks cute walking around the house with his hair sticking up everywhere and his face reddened and marked in the shape of his glasses after a nap, or simply because you're trying to get his dick inside you. his favorite thing about your obsession, though, would be how quickly you cum when he eats you out still wearing glasses, chuckling against your folds as he watches you squirm, not quite being able to look him in the eyes for too long, but feeling insane amounts of pleasure every time you took in the sight between your legs. eunseok would love how you seemed to always get wetter each time he ate you out in glasses, sticking his tongue inside your needy hole to get more of the taste of your slick before going back to sucking on your clit just how you like it so you can cum for him. after all, your nerdy boyfriend knows your favorite part is seeing his glasses dripping with your squirt afterwards.
cw: daddydom!eunseok, softdom!eunseok, submissive!wonbin, boypussy!wonbin, fingering, unprotected penetration, secret relationship but not toxic, praise, cock warming/sleeping with it inside, super sweet, very soft core smut.
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a.n. first spicy riize oneshot!!! definitely getting my toes wet with this one, but i wanna write something waaaay nastier. maybe a continuation?? leave feedback please! thank you~
The band was touring in a new city and they’d gotten a hotel after their show. This city was loud, streets bustling with people at all hours of the night. Wonbin was hyped up on the adrenaline of their concert and his melatonin pills weren’t working. His body was restless and his mind was racing a mile a minute.
After tossing and turning for a little over an hour, Wonbin ripped the blanket off of him and climbed out of bed. He slid on his slippers, grabbed his room key from the nightstand and headed out the door.
Wonbin saw himself as a relatively independent person. If his bandmates found out he was seeking solace in another during a sleepless night, they’d be surprised at best. Nonetheless, Wonbin found himself in front of Eunseok’s hotel room door.
“Eunseok,” Wonbin said weakly as he knocked on the door, “Eunseok, open the door…”
Wonbin waited for a few moments, impatiently fidgeting with his fingers. His thoughts became louder in his mind as he wondered if Eunseok was too deep in his slumber to hear Wonbin’s knocking. He raised his hand to knock again, but the door reluctantly opened.
Eunseok’s hair was a tousled mess on top of his head, eyes tired and serious. His exhaustion didn’t matter the moment he saw Wonbin’s worried expression. He didn’t make him wait. He pulled him into his room and shut the door behind them.
“You can’t sleep again?” Eunseok asked simply, sitting Wonbin on the edge of the bed.
Wonbin bit the inside of his cheek in shame. But there was nothing for him to be ashamed of, not with Eunseok. He always held so much patience for Wonbin. Especially during times like these, when the pressures of touring weighed on him so heavily.
“Sleep with me.”
“But… What if we get caught in the morning..?”
“I’ll take care of it.” Eunseok always took care of it.
“I’m not bothering you?”
“You never bother me,” Eunseok said with a lighthearted scoff, kneeling in front of Wonbin, “I told you to come to me when you need me and you need me right now… Daddy’s so proud of you for coming to me.”
Wonbin melted at those words and immediately reached out to brace himself on Eunseok’s sturdy shoulders. He whined into Eunseok’s neck as he comforted him.
“You need me to help you sleep, don’t you,” Eunseok asked, earning a nod from Wonbin, “Can you say it for me?”
“Hmm.” Wonbin hummed in embarrassment. He didn’t want to admit it outloud.
“Baby,” Eunseok cooed, “Daddy can’t help you until you ask properly.”
Wonbin melted into Eunseok’s embrace once more. Every time he called himself ‘daddy,’ Wonbin became weak. But even in his weakness, Wonbin had to find it in himself to ask Eunseok formally for his help.
“Please…” Wonbin shivered, “Please help me, daddy.”
“There you go,” Eunseok said, gently kissing Wonbin’s cheek and jaw, “Good job, baby.”
Eunseok rewarded Wonbin with countless kisses on his face before leading him deeper into the bed. He hovered over Wonbin’s body and traced his hand down his chest and torso. He hooked his hands on the waistband of Wonbin’s pajama pants and tugged them off.
“No underwear?” Eunseok asked, brushing his thumb over Wonbin’s pelvic mound and sensitive clit.
Wonbin shook his head, “It’s uncomfortable to sleep in.”
“I know, it’s okay,” Eunseok reassured him, “Can you close your eyes for me, baby? Close your eyes, focus on my voice and touch, okay?”
“Okay, daddy.” Wonbin shut his eyes and put his trust in Eunseok’s hands. As he always did.
Eunseok scooped one arm under Wonbin’s neck and adjusted their bodies to lie beside one another. He pressed the fingertips of his middle and ring fingers in the opening of Wonbin’s cunt with practiced ease. Wonbin let out a small moan as he cuddled into Eunseok’s body. His fingers slipped inside and curled up to massage that sweet spot deep inside of him. Wonbin’s legs widened as Eunseok’s fingers settled on a steady, sensual rhythm.
“F-faster?”
“No, baby,” Eunseok said with equal sternness and sweetness, “I’m supposed to be putting you to sleep, not riling you up.”
Wonbin remembers their past sessions in which Eunseok fucked him so hard it put him to sleep for ten straight hours. But that wasn’t Eunseok’s intention. Not this time. What he wanted to do was relax Wonbin’s body enough to quiet his nerves and sleep peacefully. And he wouldn’t achieve that if he treated his fingers like a jackhammer.
“Loosen your muscles, baby,” Eunseok instructed, “Starting with your feet.”
Wonbin manually relaxed his feet, not realizing that they were stiff in the first place.
“Now your hips.”
Wonbin released the tension in his hips and his legs fell limply onto the bed.
“Good boy,” Eunseok said with a kiss on Wonbin’s temple, “Now your shoulders and neck.”
Wonbin’s upper body sunk into Eunseok’s arm. Which is exactly what he wanted.
“Your jaw.”
Wonbin’s full lips parted as he loosened his jaw. His body was so rigid before Eunseok talked him through this exercise. All while his fingers were buried deeply inside of him.
“You’re doing so good for daddy,” Eunseok whispered, “Stay relaxed for me, okay?”
Wonbin nodded weakly before Eunseok gently pulled his fingers out. Wonbin whined at the loss, but Eunseok made low shushing noises as he pulled his shorts down. Eunseok turned Wonbin on his side so they were spooning, pressing his pulsing cock on his behind.
Wonbin whimpered as he felt Eunseok’s length on him. Eunseok could tell that Wonbin’s body was becoming tense again.
“Uh uh,” Eunseok said in a correcting tone, “Relax for daddy, remember?”
Wonbin nodded and loosened his body once more, one body part at a time like Eunseok said. And once Eunseok could feel Wonbin’s body going limp against his, he began slowly slipping his cock inside.
Eunseok hummed lowly upon feeling Wonbin’s plush warmth. His baby was so soft, warm and tight. And he didn’t move an inch once he bottomed out. His arms swaddled Wonbin deeper, finding a comfortable position for the both of them.
After a few short moments, Wonbin started making those adorable sleeping noises that Eunseok strived for. He succeeded in lulling Wonbin to sleep with proof that it didn’t have to be so sexually explicit. Their bodies were intertwined with each other so perfectly, Eunseok soon found himself getting sleepy as well.
The following morning, the door to Eunseok’s hotel opened. While Wonbin was deep in sleep, Eunseok awoke immediately and he pulled the blankets over Wonbin’s face to protect his identity. To his surprise, it wasn’t one of their managers coming to wake them up, it was Shotaro.
“He’s with you, right?” Shotaro asked in a hushed tone as soon as the door closed completely.
“Yeah,” Eunseok said, letting out a sigh of relief, “Why?”
“Manager was looking for him… You guys are going to get caught if you’re not careful, you know that?”
Of course Eunseok knew that. Wonbin mentioned it all of the time. He was always so scared of getting scolded, caught or fired or their relationship. Eunseok had to stay composed and in control enough for the both of them. The burdens of being a daddy-dom quietly affected Eunseok daily, but it was all worth it to be with Wonbin.
“He couldn’t sleep,” Eunseok whispered, “Nothing lewd happened this time.”
Shotaro nodded. As happy-go-lucky as he was, Shotaro noticed how stressed this tour was making Wonbin. In this stress, he clung to Eunseok. No one questioned it, but Shotaro was the only one who really knew what was happening between them.
“What do you want me to tell them?”
“Just say he came here early because he needed help with something.”
Shotaro nodded with a kind grin before slipping out of the door. Eunseok took the blanket off of Wonbin’s face to reveal that he was no longer sleeping.
Wonbin let out a deep breath and fidgeted a bit in Eunseok’s grasp.
“Rest as much as you need to, I’ll be here.”
There was no gain in worrying Wonbin by mentioning that the manager was looking for him. Eunseok would take the fall for Wonbin’s absence, he always did. That’s what daddies do.
wherein wonbin gets taken care of by his boyfriend in the middle of the night
sub bottom boypussy park wonbin, dom (service) top male reader, smut, blowjobs, oral fixation, nipple play, vaginal sex, unprotected sex, creampie, sex while spooning, missionary, squirting, praising, some fluff
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“fuck, fuck, fuck, hyung, more please!” wonbin whimpers as he grabs on your arms wrapped around his lithe body. his back pressed to your chest, he presses his head down the pillows as your fingers reach and circle over his throbbing clit. your boyfriend wasn't the only one getting the pleasure as you thrust harder, plunging your thick cock inside his wet heat.
it hasn't been an hour since you both settled to sleep after a long steamy night. you woke up upon feeling a sucking sensation on your chest. you didn't have to guess. it’s your boyfriend driven with an oral fixation who's slurping on your nipples and biting gently all over your chest. you hum, stroking his hair while letting him do whatever.
satisfied at the bites on your chest, he litters more bites and marks over your torso, working his way down until he reaches your pelvis. wonbin wasted no time stuffing your hard, leaking cock in his mouth. you let out a deep, pleasured moan as wonbin drools and bobs his head over your cock. he skillfully sucked and played with your cock and balls, each drag of his tongue along your shaft bringing you closer to a mind-blowing orgasm. just right before you were about to shoot your cum in your boyfriend’s warm mouth, wonbin pulled away and shyly asked you to fuck him again, but gently this time. who were you to deny such a pretty girl?
“your take me so good, baby,” you whisper close to his ear as you drag your cock along his sopping cunt. wonbin curses, sobbing as you press kisses on his sensitive neck while rubbing his sensitive clit faster. “so wet and good for hyung. god, i want to fuck this pussy forever.” you moan, angling your thrusts to hit your boyfriend's sweet spot harder that it sends him shamelessly moaning and shrieking out of delight in no time. you pinch his taut nipples and buzzing clit as he clamps around you tighter than ever.
“h-hyung!” he screams, body shaking as he cums profusely, coating your cock. wonbin cries as he weakly spurts out more fluids. his eyes clenches shut, savoring the electric sensation of an amazing orgasm brought by his equally amazing hyung.
you slow down your thrusts and kiss the top of his head before pulling out to check on him. you kneel up, gently shifting him to lay on his back. his eyes are glassy, skin glowing beautifully despite being sweaty. his marked chest heaves up and down as he pants from his recent orgasm.
“are you okay, baby?” you ask, gently pushing back the hair sticking on his forehead. “yes,” he whimpers before quickly reaching for your cock. “i want more, please,” he asks, voice breaking. “wanna see your face, wanna feel your cum inside me… hyung, please!” he cries out.
“you don't have to beg me, love,” you whisper assuringly as you slide your cock in his pink folds. “fuck, you make hyung feel so good, baby,” you moan upon bottoming out. “always so good for hyung.” you kiss his forehead before picking up a steady pace that immediately had him moaning uncontrollably.
your boyfriend's sweet little moans accompanied by the wet squelches of your cock fucking into his slick cunt echo across the room. the air smells like sweat and cum and it just gets you fucking wonbin harder into a complete mess. his legs are wrapped around your waist while his nails claw new sets of red marks on your back. your eyes never leave his blissed out face and god how could he be so…
“fucking beautiful,” you grunt, thrusts getting out of rhythm as your cock throbs desperately for release. “you’re so fucking perfect,” you pant, planting your feet on the bed to hit his sweet spot harder. wonbin's tugs your hair tightly, face contorting in arousal as he clenches immaculately tight around your pulsing cock. “go on, love,” you press a kiss on his lips. “make a fucking mess for hyung.”
“hyung, fuck! it feels so good!” he screams, back arching as he squirts insanely, drenching your bodies that his fluids reach your face. wonbin looks so beautiful like this. whole body trembling while squirting copious amounts of fluids while letting out high-pitched blissed out cries. his orgasm sends you dangerously closer to yours and you couldn't help but chase it.
“fuck, fucking take it!” you grunt, voice husky as you deliver one last brutal thrust before burying your cock deep inside of wonbin's core. you moan loudly as you deliciously spill your thick, hot cum inside his juicy walls. curling his arms around your neck, wonbin pulls you for a messy kiss.
your tongues dance together as you kiss sloppily. you both pant and moan obnoxiously into each other's mouths, scattering so much drool everywhere. wonbin whimpers into the kiss as you thrust into him randomly, pushing your cum deeper to his throbbing cunt.
by the time you pull out of his filled pussy, wonbin needily grabs you before pulling you down beside him. you immediately stretch your arm for your boyfriend to use as a pillow. he lays his head on your bicep before nuzzling your chest and taking in your scent.
“let’s clean up tomorrow, hyung,” he whispers. “it’s sore everywhere but i’m okay, hyung,” he kisses your chest, reassuring you.
“hyung’s got you,” you murmur, kissing him tenderly on the forehead. “hyung loves you.” that's all the reassurance wonbin needs before he drifts off to sleep in your arms.
How they fail NNN: RIIZE x asfab reader… (unedited)
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Sohee is the easiest to break. He knows better than to even mention that he’s participating in NNN—you’ve broken him before and he didn’t even make it a full day before he lost. But unfortunately, you overheard him talking about it with Anton, teasing the younger male for not having a girlfriend that he has to worry about. Telling him it should be easy as long as he doesn’t watch porn, while he has to worry about you. At first, you were gonna let him slide—but, him teasing Anton was enough reason to really give him something to worry about. All it takes is for you to sit on his lap, put your hand in his hair and just talk. He gets horny just from being close to you. Smelling you, feeling you, and you touching him and being so pretty? Oh, Sohee gets horny so fast and cums so easily. “Baby, please.” He says in between nervous chuckles, “I uhm, I need to go shower. So, could you please uh…get up?”
He tries his hardest to save his ass, not knowing that you overheard him. But it doesn’t work. “Okay, I’ll shower with you.” He immediately says no. Turning red at the idea alone. He’s already hard at this point, poor Sohee who just loves his pretty girlfriend so much, gets hard at even the thought of you naked. “I—I’m gonna shower alone, I gotta shave and I need to wash my hair—you know, it’ll be long and, you just showered not that long ago.” You don’t let up easy though. He can’t escape no matter how hard he tries. “Fine, but give me a kiss first.” And just like that he falls into your trap. One peck on the lips turns into two, and then three. Before he even realizes what’s happening, your nails are grazing his scalp, your tongues are in each others mouths, and your thighs are wrapped around his waist. Because you only wanted him to fail, you torture him with a handjob. Making him wiggle and writhe in pleasure.
His face is flushed, scrunched up, and he looks so utterly pathetic. Whimpering and gasping, almost as if he’s going to cry. His dick twitches in your hand, precum slicking your palm as you slowly stroke up and down his length. “Baby—baby…please…” he’s so breathless. His voice cracking. Sohee becomes such a whiny mess when he’s needy—so desperate that he’d do anything to get what he wants. “I—I…ahha…m’gonna cum…” His legs are shaky. Poor, pathetic, and whiny Sohee can only sit there, moaning and panting, as you tease him until he finally cums.
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Shotaro shouldnt have even considered trying to participate in NNN. Although, he isn’t a sex addict, he would never miss an opportunity to experience mind numbing pleasure with you. But, unfortunately Sungchan has him convinced to try and it hurts you more than him. He tries his hardest to be useful to you during the month, offering to please you when you’re in the mood despite it paining him to go to bed so hard. You’re against him doing it, telling him that it’s stupid but he does anyway. Telling you that it’s just one month and then he’ll make up for it. He only lasts for a week though, not even a fully one at that. The first two days are easy, he can handle that amount with his eyes closed. But day three comes and he sees you wearing nothing but a big shirt and some panties. That’s enough to turn him on, but you smell amazing—like soap, lotion, and shampoo. Your legs are shiny and smooth, and he can see your nipples through your shirt.
It takes everything for Shotaro not to jerk of to the sight of you alone. He can’t lose on day three though, he’s stronger than that. “Ah…baby, you really don’t want me to last, huh?” You didn’t originally intend to break him, but the look on his face. He looks so sexy, his legs slightly spread as he admired your body in its most natural form. He ran a hand through his longish blond locks, licking his lips as he shook his head and forced himself to look away. “What? I just got out the shower,” You laughed and sat beside him, placing your legs on his lap. The usual bright and chipper expression on his face was replaced with a look of longing. Truly, you weren’t doing it on purpose. And when he realized that, he sighed in defeat and nodded, smiling softly as he looked away muttering, “It’s okay…it’s okay…just one month.”
But, he doesn’t even make it to day four. You look at him for a moment, just admiring his face. His hand softly rubbing your legs, caressing them lovingly as if it were second nature. And his desire to last longer pushes you to test him for some reason. You pressed the heel of your foot against his crotch, at first you pretended it was an accident when he gasped and sat up straight. But then you did it again, “do we really need to wait a whole month?” Shotaro looks at you. His face heating up as he looks you up and down. Fuck no…he doesn’t need to wait even an hour longer. It doesn’t take much to get him on top of you. He kisses you passionately, his tongue in your mouth with his soft lips pressed against yours. He’s such a good kisser. While he’s kissing you his hand is in between your thighs, slipping underneath the hand of your underwear while his fingers tease your pussy. His dick pressed against your inner thigh. Finally, he pushes your shirt up, worshiping your breasts as he slowly penetrates you. It takes all the strength he has not to cum right away—he never cums before you, but this time he’s damn close. He goes slow just to prevent that though, but the sound of you moaning and calling his name—gosh, he just can’t help himself. “So good…you feel so good, so so good…” his words slur together an his finger rubs quick and tight circles against your clit, trying to get you to cum before him. But the feeling of your walls fluttering as it approaches, pushing him to the edge.
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Anton, is always going. Like he’s overly going. That being said, he tries his hardest to stay strong during NNN—which is difficult for him since he loves pleasing you. He thinks it’s stupid to even participate in a challenge like that anyway, depriving himself of pleasure just to prove that he’s capable of doing so, sounds so performative. Why would Anton deny his pretty girlfriend if she wants him? It’s ridiculous, and in his mind, only exists for dudes to impress each other. Unfortunately, he does anyway and hates it. The first day is easy. Sure it’s easy to turn him on, but he doesn’t always act on it, naturally—if he’s horny, he’s more likely to want to go down on you. He can take a day. But then that day turns into a week and he starts to regret it. He gets almost agitated with the fact he’s doing it. Rolling his eyes when Sohee mentions it, shaking his head and calling it stupid.
Though, he doesn’t break. He truly does have self control—it’s not until you initiate it, that he loses that self control though. All you had to do was ask for him to eat you out. “Right now?” You’re laid on the bed, looking as tempting as ever. Anton is standing at the edge of it—he was busy before, not too busy, but busy enough. “Yeah, it’s been a while…and I miss you.” You bat your eyes at him, but there’s no need to beg. With no more questions asked, Anton has your legs on his shoulders, and a pillow under your lower back. His tongue is lapping up everything that spills out of you, circling your sensitive bud, kissing, and sucking it until your legs shake. If there’s one thing Anton is going to do, it’s eat. And fuck…it turns him on so much to have your pretty pussy on his tongue. So much that he unconsciously begins grinding his hips into the mattress, pressing his dick against the soft bed as he moans into your wet flesh.
When you cum he immediately forgets about NNN—not purposely though, just out of instinct. Anton can’t help but think of pleasing you, getting another orgasm out of you is all that’s on his mind. So he uses his fingers, then his tongue again, letting you sit on his face. And then finally, after almost two weeks, he positions himself between your thighs. “Anton…” You’re too breathless to speak, your mind too foggy to warn him. And he’s too horny to care about a stupid challenge anyway. All that’s on his mind is putting you through that mattress and feeling you cum again.
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Wonbin tries his damnedest to last. He gets horny pretty easy—yeah! But he doesn’t let that discourage him, and every time you try to make him fail, it only makes him want to try harder. Unfortunately this does mean that he denies you of too much physical contact—no long kisses, you can’t sit on his lap, and you can’t sit too close either. Wonbin swears he’s gonna last the whole month, and he gets damn close too. Days pass, days turning into almost two weeks. Over those three weeks he grows more and more impatient, but you’re surprised—proud even, so you encourage him to keep going. It gets harder to even look at you, he’s so miserably horny all the time. Blushing and looking at you like he might eat you alive. He starts trying to find any reason to touch you, becoming perverted and frustrated. He even goes as far as to steal your underwear. When you aren’t around he presses his nose into them, moaning as he presses his hand against the erection in his pants.
Unfortunately, Wonbin gets caught and he tries to say that he wasn’t going to actually touch himself—but his pants are to his ankles and his so pathetically hard. His underwear has a small dark patch, soaked with precum. His face is so red and he looks pitiful and perverted. You spare him one last time, deciding that you’ll let it slide since he’s been doing so good. And even though he pretends to be happy, it kills him on the inside. After this he can only last two more days, and those two days are like hell. He almost cries when he goes to kiss you but you pull away, it’s so frustrating that he feels like he’s losing his mind. But when you finally see him cry; which looks a lot prettier than you’d like to admit, you decide that he’s lasted long enough.
Wonbin doesn’t even need much to cum at this point, he’s so sensitive. His cock throbbing and twitching at nothing at all. He’s sat on the edge of the bed, looking down at you with his eyes wet and his lips kiss swollen. Your lips and tongue around his length is euphoric, almost too much for him to handle. His hands fist the covers until his knuckles turn white, pretty moans leave his mouth in broken, and whiny breaths. He can’t even speak, all he can do is sit there and crumble. He throws his head back, whining as he closes his eyes—tears wetting his lashes. “I—I can’t…” He looks down at you. Wonbin is so pretty when he cries, even prettier when he’s about to cum. When you look up at him through your lashes, he feels the knot in his stomach tighten. A soft sob leaving his lips as his body jerks and he cums in your mouth.
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Seunghan was quick to dismiss the idea. Asking “why would I?” When you mentioned it to him, he’s so easy to tease though, all you had to do was say that he couldnt and he was agreeing to your bet. The agreement was that you could still touch each other or yourselves, you just couldn’t cum—and whoever did lost. Not the highest stakes, but enough for him to agree. The first week is easy, you went on like normal—kissing, cuddling, teasing each other. He held up well against everything you did, and he hardly tried to make you fail yourself; mostly because it would backfire. So the first week went smoothly. Then the second week came, and you started playing dirty. It started with you sending him a video of you touching yourself and saying his name. Absolutely cruel. Seunghan almost broke then, but brushed it off and decided to ignore it.
Then, you suggested that you ‘let off some steam.’ By watching each other masturbate. In his head it didn’t sound too bad—neither of you would cum, and it would probably be horribly frustrating, but romantic and intimate. So he agreed. You sat in front of each other, your fingers lazily circling your clit while he matched your pace, stroking his length with his eyes low and trained on you and your body. Every time you started going faster he stopped you, warning you against doing so. But he himself could feel himself nearing the edge, fortunately, he was strong enough to stop and to stop you as well. “That—that’s enough…” You almost want to scream. You were so close, and you know he was too. But you don’t fight it, instead you listen. It was painful, almost agonizing, but you pulled through another week. And then it finally happened.
Seunghan decided to shower with you. He thought that since you both lasted this long, you could handle this much—he was undoubtedly wrong. The second you both stepped into the hot water he was already hard, he couldn’t even hide it. He was going to just turn the water cold, calm himself down and continue the shower, but you stopped him. “Can’t you at least put it in?” It wasn’t technically breaking the rules, he just couldn’t cum. So he agreed. As he kissed you, he raised your leg carefully, your back was pressed against the wall, you wrapped your arms around him for stability and closed your eyes. Seunghan’s fingers slowly rocked back and forth inside of you—pressing and rubbing against the soft and spongy walls until he could feel them fluttering. He knew you were dangerously close, but listening to you moan as the warm water beat down on your naked bodies was too much to break away from. He only spared you a hair though, pulling his fingers out just before you finished and letting you catch your breath. It wasn’t like that mattered though. Not even seconds later he was deep inside of you, fucking you slow as he grunted in your ear. “You feel…so good…” Your whole body trembles, you can’t find anything but him to grab onto and your eyes roll back. It’s too late for you to hold back, and before you know it you finish around him. “Awww…you—you couldn’t hold it? Hm? Did—ah…did my pretty girl feel too good to wait?” He huffs, kissing your neck as he coos softly against your wet skin. “It’s okay…I’ll cum too…” it takes him two rounds before he’s satisfied, cumming inside of you twice to make up for the two weeks he missed.
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Eunseok swears that it’s easy. He thinks it’s ridiculous that anyone would struggle with not touching themselves for just a month. When you mentioned it to him, saying that Anton, Wonbin, and Sohee were doing it—he laughed and called it childish. But the second you accused him of not being strong enough to participate, he has to lock in. And he’s so damn confident, so confident that he doesn’t limit the amount of touching you can do—in fact, he encourages you to continue being touchy. He’ll kiss you just the same as he did last month, letting you sit on his lap, playfully smacking your butt when you walk past. He goes strong for two full weeks, but then it starts becoming impossible. He never realized how often you were having sex, not until two weeks passed and he was getting horny from holding your hand alone. His face would immediately flush just from your leg brushing against his—hugging you from behind was no longer on the table, but he couldn’t show that he was weak. So he continued.
Despite this, he only breaks when you are fed up with the dumb challenge. You whined, sitting on his lap and clinging to him. “Eunseok, please.” His whole face is red, from his ears to his neck—he’s burning up. “Ahem…I already told you, not until December…” It kills him to say no. But he wants to stay strong—or at least make it seem like he had no choice. “But Seok!” And that’s when he finally breaks. Sucking in a breath, he clicked his tongue and shook his head, making a ‘tsk tsk’ sound with his mouth. “Since you just can’t stop asking…” He makes it seem as if you were just so desperate, hiding his own impatience behind giving you what you wanted. “I’ll let you ride me, but you have to be a good girl and stop when I say so, okay?” He’s already out of breath before his clothes are all the way off. He kisses you, almost unable to breathe properly. His hands anxiously move to undress you, and yours do the same.
He couldn’t care less about you behaving—you could act a damn fool and he’d still fuck you. Eunseok just wanted to be inside of you, he needed to be inside of you. When he feels your walls around him, watching you slowly sink down, listening to your heavy breathing, he lets out a soft and shaky whimper. So pent up that he’s become anxious. “J—Just like that…you’re taking me so…so well baby.” He lets you set the pace at first, but ultimately, succumbs to his own needs and holds your body against his—thrusting his hips upward into you. “F—Fuck I missed you so much baby…I missed hearing those pretty moans—mhm my pretty girl, m’gonna cum…” Eunseok becomes so vocal, his voice so much louder than normal. He couldn’t give a fuck about NNN anymore.
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Sungchan is only willing to do it because Shotaro was. It was supposed to be a silly little joke anyway, realistically, why would he deprive you and him of something you both naturally crave? But he does so anyway and it kills you. You beg him not to, devastated and betrayed that hed agree to something so cruel. He finds it cute that you respond like this—watching you pout and cling to him, whining as you tell him it’s unfair, spurs him on. “It’s just a month baby, you can wait that long, right?” Your added confirmation that you can’t drives him to last the whole month. The first week is like hell. He doesn’t deny you of too much, but when your hands start to wander as you’re kissing he grins and grabs them. Warning you not to go too far. The second week is even worse, at this point you’re begging him to touch you. Unlike Anton, he can’t just eat you out and go on about his day, so he hasnt touched you unless it was to cuddle or hold your hand. Still affectionate, just not in the way you wanted.
Then the third week begins and you can’t take it anymore. You beg, almost crying as you cling to him and pull him into the bedroom. He lets you, not because he’s weak—but because he thinks it’s cute that you’re this needy. Sungchan lets you kiss him, he sits on the bed and you sit on his lap. He has to keep you steady because you’re so anxious you can hardly stop trembling. He doesn’t even stop you when you pull his shirt off, he lets you kiss all over his neck, grind against him and gasp in his ear. Then finally, he takes back control. “You want it?” You nod, “yeah? Say please.” His tone is teasing, he’s positioned between your legs, rubbing the head of his cock against your slick folds. “P—Please, please fuck me.” With a satisfied grin on his face, he finally gives you want you want. Slowly slipping inside of you, stopping just half way and then pulling out again, repeating it until you whine and look up at him with your pretty eyes wet with tears. “So cute…” he fucks you slow, so deep inside of you that you can feel him pressing against your soften cervix. Every thrust driving you insane with pleasure, it doesn’t take you long to finish and he’s quick to follow after. Holding your hips down as you shake, fucking you through your first orgasm of the night.
i luvedd the anton audio so much, can u please do one for eunseok??🥺🥺🥺
Surprisingly, the Anton audio is doing sooooo good rn. So i guess it can’t hurt to do one for one of the best eaters in Riize🤭I’m not sure if it sounds similar but I did the best i could, bear with me please👏
eunseok x listener. Eunseok tried sooo hard to be gentle with you, but you feel so good around him.
MINORS GO AWAY DNI!!! Please use headphones, do not repost without permission!!
translation: “haa…haa…sorry….ha…i was trying to hold back but…you’re just being too cute…” “ha haaa…haa I didn’t know it would feel this good.” “Why do you keep getting closer if I’m so annoying? You have a habit of lying ngghh…ha haaa haaa.” “What….about me?” “I haven’t lied to you….” “I’m just helping you, don’t you like helping me?” “You’re lying again, you feel even warmer than before.” “And you’re making those sounds again.” “How are your moans so adorable?” “Ha…I like it…” “ha…you just feel so good inside.” “No? I like you so much. How am I supposed to keep that in if I can’t even say it out loud.” “It’s okay…you can come.”
