state of grace

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Alright kids, listen up because @staff have pulled off a corker of a hot mess and have decided to add "Community Labels". I guess they've decided we can't be trusted to add our own warnings and people can't make sensible choices with what they engage with.

But why does it matter to me?

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If you want to continue to be able to access and read fanfiction PLEASE go into your settings and click "show" on at least the "Mature" and "Sexual Themes" labels!!

ALSO IOS USERS: there's an extra fun "Hide additional content" bit just to really try and block us from any hopes of success. Make sure you opt out of that too otherwise I think content will be blocked on the mobile app!

Attached to this post are screenshots from my settings so you guys know what to look for. I could only find it on my desktop settings and not on the mobile app (for now at least)

[I feel like I should add I don't want to sound like I'm pressuring anyone... if you don't want to see certain content obviously keep it hidden and protect yourselves BUT this post is mainly targeted at the horny little gremlins I write for who will be suddenly deeply confused when their smut supply is cut off]

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cover up - chapter III

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Chapter I / Chapter II / Chapter III

PAIRING: Ravi/OC RATING: Explicit. WARNINGS: There’s some power dynamics but nothing intense. WORDCOUNT: 5749

Notes: This is the final chapter of this fic. I was busy with christmas stuff so i couldn’t post this sooner. Merry belated christmas present! Enjoy!

He didn’t tell the others what had happened this time. Hyuk and Jaehwan pestered him  about it more than usual but he only said they had kissed. Which wasn’t entirely a lie. 

It was obvious something more had happened, considering that once Wonsik got in the car  to go back to their dorm, his face was still red and sweaty. He didn’t want to give details.  What happened that time seemed much more intimate than the previous occasions in which  they just made out a little. Not particularly because she had given him the best blowjob in  his life (not that he had that many to begin with, but this time it certainly won the prize), but  because she said next time. It was a silly thing to hang on to, but it gave him a little hope  that whatever they had going on wasn’t over yet. 

It was some sort of tradition that they all invited the staff for dinner when the promotion period  was over, and this time was no exception. They made a reservation at a fancy restaurant  where they’d have privacy. She was invited too, of course, and Wonsik intended to at least  ask for her number (it was funny he still didn’t have it). If he got the chance, he was going to  ask her out too. 

Wonsik saw her when she got to the place, along with their other makeup noonas, and he  gurgled at how gorgeous she looked, wearing a little black sparkly dress. He was slightly  intimidated again by her presence, especially when she eyed him from the other side of the  table as she sat down, making him gulp loudly. Her gaze was still as dark as ever when she  looked at him, and it was a sin that she would stare at him that way while wearing that  dress. Wonsik desperately needed a drink. The first few drinks made him less self conscious, and he was glad they had that effect on him. Stuttering was something he didn’t  want to do in her presence anymore. 

Wonsik didn’t get to talk to her at all during dinner though. She was on the other side of the  table, and she seemed pretty content with chatting with their stylists. And turns out, alcohol  didn’t make him bolder, only slightly talkative, but the idea of standing up and going all the way there to talk to her made him shiver in his seat. 

Soon enough she was leaving though, after most of the food was served, and Wonsik watched her as she walked out after saying goodbye. He didn’t want her to leave without  having even spoken to her all night, so he got up from his seat and rushed to her. He had to  at least get her number. He didn’t want to break off whatever it is that they had, not unless  that’s what she wanted, but so far, she hadn’t given him a sign that she was done with him.  He could still ask her what it was that she wanted before giving up or not.

He caught her right outside, just as she was putting on her jacket, and he really couldn’t  believe how nice she looked in that dress.  

“Noona,” Wonsik cleared his throat loudly before speaking so she would notice he was there.  

She turned around and smiled when she saw him, taking a few steps towards him before  talking. 

“Hey. I didn’t talk to you all night.”  

“No…” Wonsik looked at her dress and then her face. “You look nice.” 

“Thank you, you look nice too.” She eyed him upside down as she spoke, and Wonsik went  back to feeling small. 

She had that intense gaze on her eyes again, but this time, she was looking at him more  fondly. It made him feel warm inside his chest.  

“I guess I won’t see you at the company building after today…” He said. 

“I guess you won’t.”  

“I was worried because… I don’t want to stop seeing you, really.” 

She was biting on her lip when he spoke, and her eyes softened at the statement.  

“You don’t?” 

“I- no, I don’t.” His voice was shaky, mostly because he didn’t think he would be able to say  all those words that were coming out of his mouth. “Do you want to get a coffee, maybe?” 

She blinked at him, her eyebrows going up for a second. 

“Right now?” 

“Um, no, I mean… Whenever you want, or can… There’s this place that I like…”  

Wonsik stopped talking when he noticed how big her smile had gotten. She took a few steps  closer, only a few centimeters separating them, and her hand found his, squeezing at it  before replying. 

“I’d love to.” 

Wonsik took a sharp intake of air before sighing loudly, his shoulders slumping down and  his whole body relaxing. He didn’t realize he was so tense. She chuckled at him before  tugging at his hand. 

“Maybe we should get a coffee tomorrow morning.”  

“Tomorrow mo- Oh.” The suggesting tone of her voice settled in his brain a few seconds  later, a warm feeling spreading through his chest. 

“Would you like to go to my place?” 

It was one of the few times she didn’t look so confident, on the contrary, she seemed  almost shy, even if it was for a split second. She was still holding his hand, and looking up at  him expectantly. Wonsik would have kissed her right there. 

“Yeah… Yeah, I’d love that.” He finally replied. “I just have to get my jacket.” 

She nodded and let go of his hand, and Wonsik almost ran all the way inside to get his  things. He whispered to Taekwoon where he was going, just in case Hakyeon would panic  later when they got to the dorm and realized he’s missing; and headed outside.  

They took a cab to get there, and Wonsik couldn’t help feeling shaky and excited. Though  they had been alone several times, it wasn’t the kind of alone Wonsik wanted, since there  was always the risk of getting caught, and even when they had done stuff, this was going to  be the first time they could be intimate with each other. He was nervous, but he wanted that  more than anything. 

She seemed to notice his growing anxiety, and rested a hand on his thigh, near his knee. It  was a subtle touch, and Wonsik turned to her. Her soft smile and easy gaze somehow  comforted him. She still looked as beautiful as she did on the first day, and still exhibited  that same aura she had at the very beginning too, calm and warm. It was crazy she could  switch from sweet and mellow to dark and sexy in a second. Wonsik actually liked it, a lot. 

“You look really beautiful tonight.” Wonsik said without much thought. 

She gave him a genuine smile and leaned in, gently pressing her lips against his in an  innocent kiss. They pulled away soon enough, but remained close the entire way. 

Once they got to the building, their excitement was more obvious, as they almost ran from  the cab to get to the entrance. They barely made it to the elevator before she pulled Wonsik  towards her body, wrapping her arms around his neck and kissing him hungrily. Wonsik responded just as enthusiastically, his hands gripping at her hips as if she would slip away  at any second.  

She dragged him towards her apartment’s door once they got to the right floor, and Wonsik  couldn’t keep his hands away as she fumbled with the keys, placing them on her waist as he  kissed her neck and shoulders until the door was finally opened.  

It was a very spacious place from what Wonsik could see; not exactly huge, but pretty neat  and well lived. He couldn’t observe for much longer as she pressed him against the nearest  wall once the door was closed. She stood on her toes to kiss him, her hands grabbing at his  shirt, and he groaned when she bit his bottom lip, his own hands going through her hair to  keep her close. 

They kissed each other like they were drowning, barely getting a second to breathe, but  Wonsik didn’t care. He would kiss for the rest of his life if he could; the sensation of her lips  against his so addictive he would never get enough of it.  

Feeling bold, he tugged at her hair, yanking her head back roughly, tongue darting out to lick at  her neck. The moan that escaped her lips when he scraped his teeth at her skin sent a thrill  all the way down his spine. Wonsik wanted more of that, so he let himself be rougher than  what he might usually be. He bit and sucked at her pulse point, running his tongue over her  flesh soothingly, before sucking on it again.  

She was whining and quivering under his touch, Wonsik felt a touch smug. He licked at her  skin, messy and wet, before pulling away and catching her mouth in a kiss. 

He couldn’t help the grunt that slipped from his lips when her hand sneaked between them  to palm at the front of his pants. 

“Where’s the bedroom?” Wonsik asked between kisses, voice raspy because she kept  grinding her hand against his crotch. She chuckled as she nipped at his bottom lip, not  exactly giving him an answer. “Unless you wanna fuck, ah, right here.” 

“I’d like that,” she whispered against his lips, squeezing him one last time before pulling  away, “but maybe some other time.” 

She grabbed his hand and led him to her bedroom on a jog.  

Her bedroom wasn’t as big, but what caught Wonsik’s eyes was the amazingly huge window  right by the side of the bed. They didn’t even need to turn on the lights to see, even if it was late at night, the moon and the city lights were enough, and they painted pretty patterns all  over the room.  

His thoughts were interrupted by her hands tugging at his jacket, bringing him closer to the  bed. Wonsik quickly helped her get rid of it, throwing it somewhere on the floor before  kissing her again. She hummed contently when he pulled at her own coat, dragging it off her  shoulders and discarding it randomly too. 

Lying down on the bed, she dragged him down by his shirt, spreading her legs to allow him  between them. Wonsik rested his arms on each side of her head, caging her body against  his, head dipping below his shoulders so he could continue kissing her.  

“I can’t believe this is finally happening,” Wonsik whispered, not really noticing those words  coming from his lips as her hands slowly went down his chest. 

She chuckled against his mouth, her touch softening suddenly, and her hands going to his  back, caressing him softly. 

“Relax, ok?” She murmured, eyes fluttering. Wonsik could feel his face heating up rapidly,  butterflies rising in his stomach. “I like you a lot. I want this. I want you.” 

Wonsik was positive his heart stopped working and that he couldn’t breathe anymore. 

“If you don’t like something or want me to stop, just say it and we’ll stop.” She kissed his  lips lightly, almost careful as if not to scare him away. 

“I don’t think that will happen.” Wonsik replied, pressing his mouth against hers more  urgently. 

“You’re so cute.” She laughed softly. 

She pulled away to tug at his shirt, sitting up to lift it up and off his body. Laying her hands  on his chest, she bit her lips as she traced her finger across his tattoo before slowly running her hands down his stomach. Wonsik hadn’t been working out that much lately, but seeing  that hungry look in her eyes made him feel good about himself, and he smiled softly. 

He tried going back to kissing her, but her hands stopped him. He stared at her curiously as  she lay back down on the bed, supporting herself on her elbows as she brought one of her  legs towards his shoulder. 

“Take off my shoes.” 

Wonsik’s eyes were glued to her face while his brain actually commanded his hands to move,  and she chuckled softly when he hurriedly grasped at her leg. She folded her leg so the sole  of her heels was almost touching his chest, and Wonsik gulped at the image. The power she  had over him aroused him completely and he couldn’t deny it, his pants getting tighter every  second. He fumbled with the straps of her shoe before finally taking it off her foot, and he  put it on the bed as she brought her other foot close to his sternum, and he proceeded to  take that one off too. His heart was beating loudly inside his chest as he did so; she could  probably hear it loud and clear. He put her other heel to the side, and she let that leg stretch  over his shoulder before hoisting it up. 

“Good boy.” 

That warm feeling inside his chest spread through his body and settled between his legs  when she praised him. It intensified when she beckoned him with her finger, a pleased smile  on her face. Wonsik obeyed, carefully leaning on top of her body as she let her leg on his  shoulder fall to the side, and she cupped his face, kissing him fully on the lips. They  breathed into each other’s mouths, tongues tangling together. Wonsik’s hands were on her  thighs, slowly sliding up towards her dress. She lifted her hips to help him glide the fabric  over her stomach, before pulling it over her shoulders and head, and tossing it on the floor,  leaving her in just her panties and bra.  

He sighed at the sight of her body underneath him, his hands resting on her hips smoothly  moving upwards. She hummed when he moved down to kiss her cleavage, fingers twisting in  his hair. She helped him discard her bra quickly before going back to trailing his lips along  her sternum. The moan that left her lips when Wonsik closed his lips around her nipple was  so enticing, it went straight to his dick.  

He was so hard. But that could wait. He knew perfectly well what he wanted to do, and he  kissed her other nipple, softly lapping at it before trailing open mouth kisses down her  tummy.  

“Can I return the favor?” Wonsik asked, sliding off the bed and kneeling down on the floor,  near the edge, and looking at her expectantly.  

She seemed surprised, and he could swear she was blushing profoundly as she nodded,  dragging herself closer to the edge of the mattress. Wonsik wrapped his hands around her  thighs, bringing her closer to him before hooking his fingers under the waistband of her panties to drag them down her legs and off. He pushed her legs up onto his shoulders as  she prompted herself up on her elbows, biting her lip as she eyed him carefully.

Wonsik could see her throw her head back and gasp when he pressed his tongue against  her, slowly licking across her opening before kissing her clit. He licked at her with slow, long  strokes, moans spilling from her lips with every move of his tongue. He stopped to lock his  lips over her clit, softly sucking to see her reaction. Her legs jolted, and her hand shot up to  grab his hair, looking at him through hooded eyes. He went back to swiping his tongue over  her folds, nestling in closer, and her whole body trembled at the change of angle in his  movements.  

“Oh my God,” She almost screamed, her fingers tightening in his hair. “You’re so good,  baby.” 

Wonsik groaned at the praise, flattening his tongue against her slit before flicking it over her  clit. There was a rush of self-satisfaction going through his body as he stared intensely at  her face. It was beautiful, her face flushed and contorted with ecstasy as he licked smoothly at her clit. Wonsik knew very well he was submitting himself to her, there wasn’t any  question about their dynamics; but being able to give her such pleasure made him feel more  powerful than he has ever felt.  

Sealing his lips tightly over her clit, he sucked on her eagerly, squeezing her thighs with his  hands when she bucked in against his mouth. She moved her hips again, this time on  purpose, Wonsik guessed, and she gasped loudly when his tongue slid into her folds, curling  it inside her just right. 

“Yeah, just like that,” She encouraged him in a whimper, tugging more urgently at his hair.  

He immediately pressed his tongue further inside of her, her hips jerking as he did so.  Wonsik was aiming to please, so he slipped his index finger inside her, and she almost  yelled, her legs jolting again.  

“Shit,” She panted, letting her torso fall flat on the bed and breaking eye contact with  Wonsik, “You’re so amazing, holy fuck.” 

The fact that she was so vocal and loud spurred Wonsik on and he groaned against her core,  which sent shivers all over her body as she moaned. She ground her hips down against his  face as his tongue slowly worked inside her, his finger continuously sliding in and out of  her. 

He was soon pushing another finger in, and she mewled in pleasure. Wonsik could feel her  clenching around his digits, his tongue still flicking inside of her.

“Stop, wait,” Her voice was raspy and shaky, and Wonsik stopped altogether, sliding his  fingers out of her, thinking maybe that he had hurt her, but kept his mouth close to her  core. He got to look at her again as she slowly went back to supporting herself with her  elbows; her face was flushed and sweaty, hair sticking to her forehead, and she panted, “I  don’t wanna come yet…” 

Wonsik blinked up at her as she crawled back towards the center of the mattress, sitting up  and taking his hand into hers to make him get on top of the bed too. He followed her lead,  wiping his mouth with the back of his hand as he wiggled closer to her.  

“Was I good?” He asked as he leaned in to kiss her, her hands holding his face as he did so.  She was still breathing heavily as he softly licked into her mouth, Wonsik felt a touch smug. 

“Mhm, so good, baby,” She replied, smiling, her hands palming his chest. “But I wanna come  with your dick inside of me.” 

Wonsik couldn’t help the groan that slipped from his mouth.  

Her hands were pushing against his shoulders until she flipped him onto his back. Wonsik  was surprised at first, his head spinning for a moment, but soon he noticed her hands  fumbling with the zipper of his pants, and he kicked off his shoes so she could tug them  down and off his legs. He was left in just his boxers, his obvious erection straining the  fabric. 

She palmed down over his clothed cock, and Wonsik laid his head back, grunting as she  slowly massaged him through his underwear. She slowly pulled his boxers down, tossing  them off somewhere, before grasping at his dick, stroking him slowly. She pumped him  torturously slow, running her thumb over the head and barely twisting her wrist, he had to  fight the urge to flip her over and fuck her into the mattress.  

“C-condom…” His mind wasn’t all gone yet when he asked for protection, and he felt a little  shy when she laughed softly at him, leaning down to kiss him before letting go of his dick. 

Wonsik scooted closer to the pillows as she scrambled around in the drawer of her bedside  table. She straddled him once she found the condom, tearing the little package open before  rolling it on his cock, Wonsik hissing at the sensation. He watched her intensely as she  wrapped her fingers around his length, rising to her knees to rub the tip over her clit and  entrance. 

“Fuck…” Wonsik cursed. He wasn’t even inside of her yet but he was positive he would come  at any second.

She chuckled darkly at his reaction, probably taking mercy on him as she slowly sank down  onto his dick, sliding in easily.  

Wonsik was panting, struggling not to buck up like he wanted to. She had her eyes closed in  a frown, head slumping forward, supporting herself with her hands on his chest. Comforting  her as she got used to the stretch, he ran his hands from her hips up her waist and towards  her shoulders. She opened her eyes to meet Wonsik’s, and without really realizing, he slid a  hand towards her face, softly caressing her cheek. Closing her eyes again, she nuzzled  against his palm and let out a breathy moan.  

She promptly lifted herself up before sinking back down, and Wonsik gasped at the sudden  movement. She was so tight and hot around him; he wasn’t sure how he would last. His  hands fell back onto her hips, his grip tightening as she buckled down on his cock with a  whimper.  

They started a slow, steady rhythm, Wonsik thrusting up to meet her hips. But soon it wasn’t  enough, and he growled when she dropped down rapidly onto his dick, her nails digging  into his chest as she did. She pushed herself down, bouncing on his cock, and he groaned,  raising his hips up to meet hers, hands curling tighter around her hips to help her go down  onto him harder.  

She looked so wonderful like that, her hair falling down on her chest, her breasts bouncing  as she moved her hips to meet his, the city lights reflecting on her skin and making it glow  with pretty patterns. She was riding him so eagerly, whimpering with every thrust of his  hips; Wonsik felt the little composure he had left slipping from him. 

“You’re perfect,” he growled, bucking up just in time as she ground down. 

She offered him a weak smile from underneath her hair before slumping forward, arching  her back with a whimper. Wonsik ran his hand up her waist before sliding them back over  her hips and reaching for her butt, squeezing her flesh. He clenched his fingers hard on her  ass, guiding her thrusts. He felt his mouth dry, looking down to where their bodies  connected, the intoxicating image of his dick sliding in and out of her making the knot in his  stomach tighten.  

“You’re riding me so well, princess…” he groaned, fingers digging into her skin as her hips  rose and fell onto his lap.

Her reply was a breathy laugh, one of her hands sliding up to tangle in her hair, her whole  body almost leaning down on him. When Wonsik thrust up into her one more time, she  whimpered, her thighs quivering, almost losing her balance. 

Wonsik was panting as he sat up a little to hold her, wrapping one arm around her waist as  he kissed her, pushing her body against his. He carefully rolled them over, letting her lie down  and pressing her into the mattress, his body still between her legs.  

Resting his arms on both sides of her head, caging her against his body, Wonsik pulled out  almost fully before thrusting back inside her again. She gasped into his mouth, arching her  back, her nipples brushing against his chest. She was pulsing around cock, hot and wet,  every slide making her moan against his lips. He kissed her, open mouthed and messy,  before dragging his lips across her cheek.  

He could tell how close she was, her heels digging into his back impatiently, her whimpers  almost turning into sobs with every snap of his hips.  

“You feel so good around me,” Wonsik murmured against her ear, kissing her jaw. 

She hooked her arm around his neck, keeping him close. Remembering her reaction from  earlier, Wonsik bit at the side of her neck, sucking hard on her flesh. She shuddered, fingers  tangling in his hair and tugging. He was sloppy this time, his impending orgasm making it  hard for him to keep his focus, but he ran his tongue over her skin, sucking at it eagerly,  before pressing his lips to her throat. 

He wanted to get her off first before coming himself, so Wonsik slid his hand between their  bodies, skilful fingers finding her clit and rubbing circles against it. She clenched around  him, legs shaking as she let out a stuttered moan. 

“I’m- I’m so close, baby boy…” She mewled into his ear. 

The way she was pulsing around him made him whine, and his pace turned relentless as he  slammed into her hard, his fingers still pressing onto her clit. He noticed the grip of her  hands on his shoulders tightening, and how her breath got caught in her throat, and he  knew she was coming. Her entire body trembled underneath him, back arching; and she  squeezed around him hard, Wonsik spilling a stream of profanities when she did so.  

He was sinking so deep into her, his thrusts completely wild and erratic. Wonsik cursed  under his breath, his vision starting to blur as he chased his own high. She was still so wet and her touch against his skin was so hot, her fingers running down his back then, dragging  her nails across his skin. 

“Come on, Wonsik,” She hummed close to his ear, her voice still breathy and shaky from her  release, her fingers caressing his chest and stomach then, “Come for me, honey.” 

He didn’t need to be told twice, his hips snapping forward once, twice, before coming with a  loud grunt. His orgasm was so clear and the pleasure was so vivid he was seeing stars. His  cock pulsed inside her, languidly thrusting as he rode out his climax until she sobbed and  shivered with aftershocks. 

His arms were trembling, not being able to hold on anymore, and Wonsik collapsed down on  top of her, burying his face in her neck. She whimpered when he did, but wrapped her arms  around his waist, keeping him close.  

They took a few minutes to catch their breath, until Wonsik felt her fingers tracing random  patterns on his back soothingly. After a moment he sighed, pulling himself up to look at her  face. She gave him a tired but sweet smile, and he brought up one hand to caress at her  cheek, pushing her hair out her face. 

He leaned in and kissed her, unhurried and gentle, and she hummed into his mouth.  

“That was wonderful,” She whispered after pulling away. 

“We should do it again some time,” Wonsik said without really thinking, and he earned a  breathy laugh from her. 

“We definitely should.”  

Rolling off her, Wonsik disposed of the condom into the trashcan by the bed before resting  beside her. She wiggled closer, covering both of them with a blanket as she lay down next to  him, resting her head on his shoulder. He wrapped his arm around her, playing with her hair  as she slowly dozed off. 

Feeling completely sated and comfortable, and listening to her breathe evenly against his  skin, Wonsik fell asleep right by her side. 

* 

Wonsik woke up when he felt the mattress shift under him. He tried opening his eyes, the  light coming from the window bothering him so he blinked a couple of times before opening  them completely. He caught her just when she was sitting on the bed and slipping into a shirt, her fingers then going through her hair to try to put into some kind of order. Wonsik  thought it was adorable. 

“Hey,” his voice came out hoarser than he intended. Would he ever talk with a normal voice  in her presence? 

She turned around, surprised, but she quickly smiled at him. 

“Hey, you,” she leaned back and kissed him softly on the lips, “Did you sleep well?” 

Wonsik nodded before sitting up, the cool air hitting his bare chest and he shivered. She  noticed this, and quickly went to pick up his shirt from where it was discarded on the floor  to give it to him. 

“I’m making breakfast, do you want anything in particular?” She asked him as she went  through one of her drawers of her closet. 

“Um, just… whatever you want to make is fine,” He replied, putting on his shirt. 

She smiled before walking out of the room with a pair of shorts in her hand. Everything still  felt so surreal, the fact that Wonsik was waking up in her bed after spending the night  together, after pining after her for weeks, the images of all their interactions coming to him  in a flash; it all sent chills through his spine. He needed a minute to cool down. 

He walked into the kitchen after getting dressed and brushing his teeth (using a brush she  left for him in the bathroom) to find her making coffee and toasting some bread. 

“When I asked you out for coffee yesterday, I didn’t mean to make it yourself.” Wonsik said, casually walking up behind her, making her jump a little when he placed his hands on  her shoulders 

“Isn’t it a bit risky? Going out the both of us, I mean.” 

He shrugged, grabbing the two cups of coffee to put them on the table. “I know a few places that are private enough, nobody would bother us there.” 

He helped her set the table before sitting down, and she followed him right after, setting the  toasts down along with some cheese and jam. 

“I guess we could go some time then.” She said with a smile as she sat across from him. 

Wonsik could feel the rush of affection that spread through his chest when she flashed him  that smile. Even as she started sipping on her coffee and taking a bite at her toast, he  couldn’t brush it off. She always seemed so fierce in his eyes, especially with how he  approached him the last few weeks; and there she was, wearing a shirt that was slightly  bigger on her frame, with puffy eyes and swollen lips, looking sleepy as she munched on a  toast. She couldn’t be any cuter in his eyes. 

She pulled her hair back as she reached for a slice of cheese, and Wonsik noticed the two  love bites on her neck, one just under her ear on one side, the other one on the other side, close to where her neck met her shoulder. He couldn’t help holding his breath at the sight. 

Leaning in towards her, Wonsik put his hand on her neck, tracing his thumb over the mark  under her ear with just a little pressure. She shuddered, gasping weakly and closing her  eyes, shoulders curling. She had to put down the cup of coffee so as not to drop it, and  Wonsik couldn’t help the grin that tugged at his lips. 

When he retracted his hand and the shiver slipped out of her body, she looked at him with  wide eyes, biting her bottom lip when she noticed his smile. It was like he found out a secret  about her, one she wouldn’t want anyone to know, especially him. Wonsik instantly  memorized the fact that her weakest point was her neck in the deepest part of his brain,  before taking a sip at his coffee, looking more than just pleased with himself. She glared at  him playfully, going back to drinking her coffee without saying a word. 

“You should probably thank the other guys when you get to the dorm,” She said after a few  minutes. 

“What? Why?” Wonsik swallowed promptly, suddenly alarmed. His brain quickly connected  some details together, and he immediately realized. “Wait, when you asked me a few weeks  ago if it was true that I liked you…” 

“That was kind of an accident,” She clarified, a small blush creeping on her cheeks, “I  actually walked in on the waiting room, and they were practically yelling about it.” 

Wonsik buried his face in his hands, extremely embarrassed that they weren’t even careful  when they talked about it in public.  

“I thought you were cute before,” She reassured him, but Wonsik still felt mortified, “but I  also thought maybe you were just nervous, so I never approached you until I found out you  liked me.”

Wonsik made a dying noise behind his hands that she probably thought was funny by the  way she giggled.  

“I also would have asked you out myself before Taekwoon told me you were planning to do  it.” 

Lifting his head from his hands, Wonsik stared at her in disbelief. Turned out that bitch  talked just like the others. He was never telling him anything ever again. He was never  telling anyone anything ever. 

“Don’t look at me like that,” She laughed, “Whatever it was that they did, it worked out either  way.” 

“I’m not thanking them.” Wonsik stated, “I’m never talking to them again. Actually, I’m  leaving forever.” 

She smiled at him, amused, as she got up from her seat. Wonsik blinked at her, sitting  straight in his chair as she took a few steps towards him, putting her hands on his shoulders  and sitting down on his lap, both of her legs on one side. 

“I guess it was just your manly charms that made me feel attracted to you,” She said with  that low voice of hers that made Wonsik feel like jelly. 

He still noticed the teasing tone underneath her voice, and rolled his eyes, wrapping his  hands around her waist. She chuckled at his reaction before pressing her lips to his.  

Her lips were so soft and her mouth tasted like coffee, he planned to spend a long time  devouring them. She hummed contently when he tightened his grip on her waist so her body  was pressed against his, quickly opening up for him to let him lick at her mouth. Wonsik  wondered how he actually survived all his life without kissing her, without tasting her.  

They pulled away to breathe and she rested her forehead against his. He wanted to  reassume kissing when he felt it was enough time apart, but she simply pecked his lips  before speaking. 

“Wanna take a shower together?” 

Wonsik finished his coffee in one sip, the liquid burning down his throat when he gulped,  and he nodded eagerly.

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cover up - chapter II

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Chapter I / Chapter II

PAIRING: Ravi/OC RATING: Explicit. WARNINGS: None. WORDCOUNT: 4020

Notes: Well. Part two. A little smut. Not full on. Next chapter is probably gonna be the last one. Have fun :)

Had he had a choice, Wonsik would have never told any of them what happened in that room. Ok, maybe he would have told Taekwoon, but only because he didn’t tease him as  much. But, to no one’s surprise, this has been the whole group’s plan. So when he walked  out the waiting room, Hyuk and Jaehwan were waiting for him, cunning expressions on their  faces. Those assholes had been probably standing outside the door since the moment she  walked in.  

So it was more like he was forced to tell them all what happened. After all, it was pretty obvious something had happened, his disheveled look giving him away the moment he stepped out of the room.  

It was like high school all over again when Hyuk, Hongbin and Jaehwan were laughing and  cheering and asking weird, inappropriate questions that he didn’t even feel like answering. 

“Can you all stop asking if I copped a feel?” He asked, his face red with a mix of  embarrassment and annoyance. “I was too taken aback; I could barely even kiss back.” 

“Next time, then.” Hyuk said, smiling brightly. 

“Shut up,” Wonsik buried his face in his hands, “I still can’t believe this even happened. It  was wild and I don’t think I even kissed her back properly…”

“How are you even alive right now when, every time you see her, you basically trip with your  own feet?” Hongbin asked, genuinely confused. 

“I have no fucking idea. She was even looking at me like I was a piece of meat. As far as I  know I fainted during the whole thing.” 

Hakyeon was looking at him with furrowed brows and squinted eyes, like analyzing him, it  made Wonsik kind of uncomfortable. 

“Can you stop looking at me like that?” 

“I’m sorry,” Hakyeon leaned back onto his chair, relaxing his expression but still looking at  him, “I can’t believe we were right.” 

“Excuse me?” 

“She does want to fuck you.” Hongbin replied instead, looking like he was completely  enjoying himself.  

Jaehwan cooed and wiggled his fingers towards Wonsik from the other side of the table;  Wonsik never wanted to hit him as much as he did then. 

“Can you all stop saying that?” 

“No, no.” Hakyeon replied right away. “It’s true. She kissed you first, that means she likes  you.” 

“We saw her when she walked out of the waiting room.” Hyuk said, casually putting a cookie  inside his mouth. “She looked completely happy. I don’t think she even noticed we were  there with how content she was.” 

“Please stop getting my hopes up. I still can’t believe we even…” Wonsik couldn’t bring  himself to finish that sentence. 

“So what’s your plan?” Jaehwan asked. 

“Plan? No, there’s no plan.”  

“But-” Hakyeon objected. 

“No,” Wonsik put his hands on the table, trying to put a full stop to the situation. “I don’t  want any of you to meddle into this.” 

“If it wasn’t for us, you wouldn’t have even kissed her!” Jaehwan complained loudly.

“I don’t care. This has nothing to do with any of you.”  

Wonsik finished drinking his glass of water, before standing up and walking to his room. At  least if they were going to plan something (which they obviously were), he didn’t want to be involved at all. Ignorance was bliss after all. 

* 

The last day of their third week of promotion finished faster than Wonsik expected, and  though he loved promoting, especially when it was a full group comeback, he was glad  everything was almost over. Only a week left before he could lock himself inside his studio  and focus on his music. 

It’s been days, almost a week, since the kiss happened, and Wonsik was worried he had  dreamt the whole thing. She went back to being her friendly self, smiling brightly at him,  giving no sign that she even remembered them kissing. It was kind of unnerving. Of course he  wouldn’t bring it up himself, he was a normally awkward person, and it would be even more  uncomfortable if he was the one to bring it up. 

He did notice some little changes in her attitude. Like when she was applying makeup on  him, sometimes her fingers would linger a little longer on his face before pulling away. Or  the low, sultry tone she used when speaking to him, it was almost a whisper and it was very  sexy, Wonsik couldn’t believe she was actually talking to him that way when the room was  full of people. The strangest thing was the way she would gaze at him, the same way she  looked at him when they were about to kiss the other day, eyes dark and sly. Wonsik  thought he might turn into stone every time he noticed her looking at him that way. 

She would often do so at the most inappropriate of times, like when they all walked into the  room before recording, and he was the last to walk in. They all greeted her, but Wonsik was  very aware that when she said hello back, her eyes were only focusing on him with a self-satisfied smile on her lips. 

It was obvious she was staring at him, literally everyone noticed, and Hongbin, who was  usually standing next to him, looked at him completely amused. 

“She wants something from you.” He whispered once, only for Wonsik to hear. Wonsik had to elbow him on the ribs to make him shut up. 

With all the things he had to endure, Wonsik sometimes sneaked out to be alone, even if it  was for a couple of minutes, to get some fresh air and listen to music.

Some music stations had access to their roof; nobody usually went there unless they wanted  to do something they weren’t supposed to, like smoking and drinking. He would have loved  to have a drink at that moment. 

Leaning against the wall near the entrance of the roof, Wonsik put on his earphones and  closed his eyes, inhaling deeply through his nose before sighing loudly.  

Right after the first song ended, the roof door opened, and Wonsik got ready to take a few  steps back to the other side to be alone, when a familiar face popped behind the door. 

“Hey.” Wonsik gulped and stood up straight at the sound of her voice, taking out his  earphones right away.  

“Noona…” He took a few steps to the side after she closed the door, “How did you know I  was here?” 

“Hakyeon told me.” She replied, taking a few steps towards him. 

That jerk, he had told him that in confidence, positive he wouldn’t use it against him in any  way. 

“What are you listening to?” She asked, smiling at him like she always did, brightly. “Um… just music.”  

She took the earphones from his hands and put it on her ears, her smile turning into a grin. 

“It’s Eminem.”  

“Yeah… Do you know him?”  

“I think everyone does.”  

Valid point, Wonsik thought.  

She put the earpods back into Wonsik’s hand, and he turned off the music, saving his phone  and the earphones back into his pocket. 

“Do you like hip hop?” She asked him. 

“Yeah… it’s basically all I listen to.” Wonsik replied, voice a bit squeaky since he wasn’t  expecting to have any conversation at all, especially with her. 

“I guess I should have known.” She smiled, leaning in a bit closer.

“What music do you like?” He asked, genuinely curious. 

“Mainly pop,” She took a step closer towards him, and Wonsik gulped again. “But I listen to  almost anything.” 

He had no idea how she did it, but somehow even that simple phrase sounded like an  innuendo with her voice, and Wonsik tried very hard not to choke.  

“About the other day,” Her eyes were on his, her gaze soft, “I didn’t scare you, did I?” 

The question caught him off guard, and Wonsik cleared his throat before replying.

“Um… no, you didn’t… don’t worry.” 

“I’m glad.” That smile of hers was back, and she leaned in slightly closer, looking at him  straight in the eye. “I really liked it.” 

“I- I did too…” Wonsik stuttered, his heart rate racing from having her so close. 

“Wanna do it again?” She asked, unashamed. 

Wonsik’s breath got caught on his throat, and he felt the temperature of his face rising. She  was grinning widely at him, and a mixture of anger and arousal settled inside his chest. She  was doing it on purpose; she completely enjoyed putting him through this. 

Cursing under his breath, Wonsik brought his hands to her shoulders, pushing her hastily  against the wall, wiping her smile off her lips for a moment, a bewildered look on her face  replacing it instead. That smirk was back on her lips seconds later though, and she tilted her  head back to gaze at him through hooded eyes, tempting him. 

Wonsik really couldn’t help himself when he surged forward, and she sighed when he  pressed their lips firmly together. 

It was a dirty, open mouthed kiss, Wonsik wrapping his arms around her waist to have her  close, less shy this time, at the same time she put her arms around his shoulders, one of her  hands tugging at his hair. His tongue roamed her mouth fervently, and she grazed her teeth  at his tongue, a low growl escaping his lips.  

He was pressing into her hard, his hands grabbing at her skin, and Wonsik felt a rush of  warmth to his crotch when she moaned into his mouth. He bit at her bottom lip, and she  twisted her fingers in his hair almost painfully, pressing against him just as desperately as  he was. He nipped and sucked at her lip before running his tongue across it, and she whined, arching her back into his touch. They kissed as if they starved, and she was sucking  on his tongue so eagerly at the same time they slid their lips wetly across each other. It was  an addictive sensation, Wonsik never wanted to let her go. 

The vibration of his phone inside his pocket, signaling that someone was calling, broke the  atmosphere they created, and Wonsik was ready to throw away his phone and let it smash into a million pieces before breaking up the kiss. She put her hands on his shoulders  however, pulling away and pushing him away just a little.  

“Maybe you should get that,” She whispered too close to his lips. She was panting hard and  her lips were swollen, and Wonsik wanted nothing but to kiss her again. 

He took a few seconds to catch his breath before pulling his phone out. “It’s Hakyeon.”  

Probably calling to tell him it was time for their pre-recording to start, so Wonsik hung up.  

She cupped his face in her hands and kissed him on the lips chastely. It took him by surprise  but he sighed, kissing her back before pulling away. 

“This was nice.” She was looking at him affectionately and with a smile, and Wonsik wouldn’t  mind spending the whole day there, on that roof with her. “We should go back though. We are still at work after all.” 

Pulling away, Wonsik huffed and she giggled kind of innocently for the occasion they were  in. She opened the door and left before he did, Wonsik following shortly behind. His breath  hadn’t totally caught up with him yet, and he was very aware of how tight his pants suddenly  were. He had to walk slowly all the way from the roof to the stage to make himself calm  down. 

* 

Hanging up on Hakyeon hadn’t been one of Wonsik’s best ideas, but in his defense, he was  doing something that gave him great pleasure (and frustration too, but he wasn’t going to  ever say that). So when Hakyeon pestered him about it, he obviously had to tell him. And,  logically, the whole group knew by the end of the day. 

“Did you actually touch her this time, hyung?” Hyuk asked once they got inside the car to go  home.

“If I kissed her, that means I touched her, doesn’t it?” Wonsik replied, not actually willing to  give any specifics.  

“Come on!” Hongbin yelled at him, “Hakyeon hyung already told us, why can’t you tell us  again?” 

“If he already told you, why do you want to hear it again?”  

“We want the first person experience.” Jaehwan replied. He wasn’t even supposed to be in  that car, he had ditched the other elders to gossip about Wonsik’s suddenly trendy love life.  He really couldn’t believe all this. 

“We kissed.” Wonsik said, blushing slightly as he recalled the whole thing in his mind. “Hard. I seriously felt like I couldn’t stop myself.” 

“Nice.” Said Jaehwan, nodding enthusiastically. 

“So did you touch her?” Hyuk pushed. Wonsik glared at him. 

“I was just holding her.” 

“And did she touch you?” 

Wonsik gulped. 

“She didn’t.” 

“Oh my god, she totally did.” Hongbin grinned as Jaehwan whooped from his seat.  

“She didn’t!” Wonsik was aware he didn’t sound very convinced, but it was the truth. The  sad, unfortunate truth. 

“She probably wants to, though.” Hyuk was smiling mischievously at him. It was terrifying.  

Wonsik hadn’t allowed himself to actually think she wanted to have sex with him in any way.  He still wasn’t sure how those two kisses even happened. It was a miracle she was  interested in him the way she was, considering how pathetic he was when she was around.  He had lost track of how many times he had choked in her presence, not to mention he  stuttered and squeaked when he had to speak with her.  

They both still acted as if nothing had happened though. At least when other people were around. One time Wonsik actually forgot his phone charger and had to go look for it when  she was there. They ended up making out a bit before he had to leave. 

Wonsik didn’t even need those “plans” the other guys were making to have them hook up,  he himself was looking for excuses to be alone with her because he knew they were going to  end up kissing anyway. And she was happy to oblige, almost always making the first move. 

He didn’t actually plan to fall asleep in the waiting room one time though. Wonsik had been  waiting for all the other members to get ready so they could leave, and he fell asleep in a  weird position. When he woke up, he noticed he was entirely alone. He got a weird feeling,  and stood up rather quickly, the joints in his legs cracking loudly when he did. 

When he was gathering his things, she walked in, looking surprised to even see him there. 

“Noona,” Wonsik was surprised to see her there as well, his voice coming out higher than he  intended. He cleared his throat before speaking again. “Where are the others?” 

“Um, the guys are outside, I think.”  

Wonsik sighed loudly, relieved, before putting a few of his things lying around inside his  bag.  

“I guess I should leave too.”  

Looking at her, he noticed how serious her expression was; Wonsik felt his heart beating  loudly inside his chest. Her gaze was still as roguish as ever, and it never failed to make him  feel small and vulnerable.  

“Stay.” Her voice was firm, and Wonsik, so weak for her as he was, did as he was told,  putting his stuff away on the floor. “Sit down?” 

It was weird she had asked him in the first place when it was clear he would jump off the  building if she asked him to. Wonsik sat down on the couch, trying to keep his back straight  as he looked up at her. 

There was something strange about the way she was staring at him. Wonsik thought maybe  she was about to break off whatever thing they had going on the past few days. Promotion was almost ending, and maybe it was just a fling. Maybe she had just wanted to have fun for  a bit before realizing Wonsik was actually quite boring. 

His thoughts didn’t go any further when she took a few steps closer and straddled him. She  sat on his lap like it was a seat meant for her, and Wonsik felt his whole body heat up and  tense under hers. Cupping his face with her hands, she leaned in and kissed him softly on  the lips.

It was a common reaction of his to be surprised enough to not know how to respond at all. It  took him a few seconds to kiss her back how he wanted, gentle and unhurried, just the same  way she was kissing him. They almost never got a chance for a kiss like that when their work  only allowed them for rushed pleasure, but he wasn’t complaining. Wonsik’s hands rested  on her thighs, thankful she was wearing shorts that day, as he got to squeeze her skin, a  delicious noise coming out of her lips when he did. 

She was pressing her body against his, her fingers slowly going behind his neck and  tangling in his hair; Wonsik really couldn’t help that familiar warmth slowly building at the  pit of his stomach. He groaned into the kiss when she moved her hips ever so slightly, the  friction making his cock twitch inside his pants. 

He didn’t notice when she sneaked a hand between their bodies, and pressed it against his  clothed erection, massaging it slowly. 

“Fuck…” Wonsik leaned his head back, and she took the chance to kiss and nip at his jaw. 

He really couldn’t believe this was happening. She was on his lap, touching him and kissing  him in the waiting room of some music show station, literally anyone could walk in, and  Wonsik didn’t even give a shit. Everything was so surreal, he could only moan and grip at her  skin, trying to keep her as close as possible. He hoped to god nobody would interrupt them  this time. 

She pressed her lips against his one time before pulling away and standing back up. Wonsik  must have looked completely lost and messy by the way she giggled at him. He tried to  stand up himself, but was stopped by her hand on his chest. 

“Don’t.” 

Before he could even ask anything, she sank down on her knees in front of him, right  between his legs, her hands on his knees. It took a while for Wonsik to register what was  going on, the image in front of him going straight to his dick, he could come at any second.  Her gaze was fixated on his as her hands travelled upwards, dangerously close to his crotch,  and Wonsik trembled when her fingers found the button of his pants.  

With the little self control he had left, he grabbed both of her wrists, putting a halt to her  wandering hands. 

“You don’t have to do this.” Wonsik knew he probably sounded weak, but he was genuine. 

“Let me.” Her voice was low and breathy, like she was begging, and Wonsik couldn’t believe  his ears when she spoke. “I want this just as much as you do.” 

I want this just as much as you do. Those words actually came out of her mouth, and  Wonsik’s heart stopped.  

He let go of her hands, and she smiled at him warmly, her hands going back to undoing his  button and unzipping his pants, before sliding them down just enough to reveal his boxers,  his cock straining the thin fabric. Her eyes were still fixated on his, and Wonsik shuddered  when her fingers hooked around the waistband of his underwear to slowly pull them down.  

His dick was hard, and she turned her eyes towards it once it was free from his boxers,  licking her lips as she gaped at it; Wonsik couldn’t believe what he was seeing. She wrapped  her hand around it and pumped it slowly, running her thumb over the slit, making him  groan. He desperately tried not to close his eyes so he could appreciate the sight before him  and engrave it on his brain, but he couldn’t help it when she licked tentatively at the head,  tongue swiping across the slit, a loud groan escaping his lips. Wonsik thought he would  come right then, and he tried very hard to contain himself somehow. 

He didn’t really expect her to suddenly wrap her lips around the head of his cock, and  Wonsik’s hand moved to her head, fingers curling in her hair. 

“Ah, fuck…” Wonsik breathed heavily. 

She chuckled around his dick, sending vibrations right through him, and his hips bucked in  slightly into her mouth. She didn’t pull away though, her lips still wrapped around the head  while her tongue flattened around him, her hand gently stroking the rest.  

Curses spilled from Wonsik’s mouth when she took more of him in, the hold of his hand on  her hair tightening. She had almost all of him inside her mouth, it took all his will power not  to buck in and fuck her mouth until he was coming. He wasn’t even sure that’s what he  wanted, she seemed absolutely confident in herself, as she slowly bobbed her head around  him.  

“Shit, you’re so good…” The praise came out of his mouth without even thinking, but Wonsik  didn’t regret it when she moaned, her throat flexing around him, making his cock twitch.  

He was grunting and panting with every move of her tongue against him, and she was swallowing him down so well, his body tensed every time, getting so close to his climax;  Wonsik was trying to hold on for a little longer, trying to make the moment last for a little while. But she was hollowing her cheeks out, moaning and swirling her tongue around his  dick, pushing him more towards the edge with every move. He wasn’t sure he could hold on  a minute longer. 

A loud growl spilled from his lips when he hit the back of her throat, hips snapping. She  made a small noise when it happened, Wonsik thought for a second he had hurt her. Her  hands went to his hips though, holding him in place, as she continued bobbing her head,  keenly sucking him off. 

“Wait, ah, babe, I- I can’t-” Wonsik breathed, his brain too foggy to create a coherent  sentence at that moment, and he tugged at her hair to pull her off. 

She paid no mind to what he said, determined to get him off, and he was too far gone to  keep trying to pull her off. 

With a particular loud growl and a tight grip on her hair, Wonsik came, making her choke  and splutter when he filled her mouth. She still sucked on the head of his dick while  pumping it a few times, before pulling off completely with a soft ‘pop’, Wonsik’s body  shuddering when she did. He watched her gulp down loudly, and it was like there was an  electrical short-circuit in his brain.  

He was panting hard, his vision blurry, his mind still trying to make sense of what just  happened. She was pulling his boxers and pants up, tugging him in neatly before zipping  him up. Wonsik swallowed loudly when she went back to straddling him, sitting on his lap  again and putting her hands on his face to stroke his cheeks. 

“Good?” She asked with a smile, her tone almost innocent as she pushed his hair back and  out of his face. 

Wonsik didn’t trust his voice enough to reply, so he simply nodded. She leaned in and kissed  him on the lips, tongue darting out to taste his mouth, and he let her dominate the kiss,  ignoring the taste of his own cum, too spent out to respond properly. 

“Next time,” She leaned her forehead on his, gazing at him with soft eyes, “It won’t be so  rushed.” 

Next time, she said. Wonsik wasn’t sure how he would survive next time when he barely had  any energy left at that moment. But he was certainly looking forward to it.

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cover up - chapter I

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Chapter I 

PAIRING: Ravi/OC RATING: PG WARNINGS: Nothing this time. WORDCOUNT: 4042

Notes: Ok soooo this fic has been sitting on my computer since Scentist era so go figure how old it is lmao it is fully written, i’ll just proof read it and post it, probably once a week? it’s gonna be three or four chapters, i’m not sure yet. Enjoy babes ♥

Wonsik should be used to being surrounded by beautiful people. He was an idol; it was one  of the perks of it, having pretty girls and handsome boys around. And he was fascinated by  that world when they debuted, years ago, and he couldn’t help but stare a little too much  when they introduced themselves to their seniors. A lot of time had gone by since that, and  he thought he was immune to the way other idols shine by then. 

But he didn’t expect to see such a beautiful girl when they were introduced to one of their  new makeup artists. She didn’t have any striking features, and for being a makeup artist, she  didn’t seem to be wearing any. But it was probably that that made her so surreal. Her face  was soft, and she wasn’t terrifyingly stunning as some other idols he’d met; she gave a nice,  pleasant aura instead. 

And when her lips curved upwards in a warm smile, Wonsik choked. Literally choked. 

Hongbin side-eyed him as Hakyeon introduced them all one by one, and when it was  Wonsik’s turn to introduce himself, he almost spluttered trying to stop himself from coughing. 

“Hey, you ok?” She asked, stepping just a bit closer, and he had to take a step back, hitting  his chest in an attempt to clear his airways.  

At that point most of the people in the room were looking at him, and Wonsik would have  rather been swallowed by earth than to even speak. 

“Yeah, I’m…” He coughed one last time before replying. “I’m fine. I’m Wonsik, nice to meet  you.” 

She bowed and smiled again at him and he had to look down or he’d choke again. 

Before getting to work, they discussed the kind of concept they had in mind, and  (fortunately or not) Wonsik realized she was just there to work with them for that comeback  only. He was relieved, at least he was only going to choke and trip himself for two or three  months. Enough time to get rid of a possible superficial attraction. Maybe he would be lucky  enough to have one of their other stylists do his makeup instead of her. 

But that day wasn’t his day, and he was sitting in front of a mirror with her by his side as he  made an attempt to entertain himself with his phone to calm down before he had to put it  away to let her do her job.  

“Can you close your eyes, please?” she asked in a soft voice, getting closer and leaning down  so she could be at eye level. “And lean your head back.”

Wonsik could feel all the blood rushing to his face with every touch of her fingers on his  skin; he hoped she couldn’t tell how red he obviously was.  

“You can open your eyes now.” 

He did as he was told, and he regretted it immediately when he saw her face just a few  centimeters away. He pressed his back against his seat as much as he could so they could  keep their distance, but it was to no avail when she started applying the eyeliner, and he  tried his best to not choke on his own saliva again. 

“How old are you?”  

Wonsik jumped a little at her question, accidentally making her jut the line across his cheek.  “I’m sorry,” he apologized right after, internally slapping himself. 

“It’s ok, I can fix it.”  

“Great…” he looked at her as she looked for a q-tip before fixing the line and reapplying it.  “Um… I’m 25.” 

“I’m older then, I’m 28.” She replied with a smile, now applying foundation to his lips. “You  don’t have to be too formal with me, let’s get along well.” 

Great. It was going to be a tough three months. 

* 

One of the things that Wonsik told himself before actually getting to know her is that she  might have a bad personality. He was hoping that, if someone was pretty but rude, he  was going to get over that silly crush in a second. 

But it wasn’t like that. She talked, but not a lot, and not much about herself. She actually  asked him a lot of questions. Like she wanted to get to know him. And it wasn’t only that,  her voice made everything so much worse. She didn’t think it was possible for someone to  have such a soothing voice. He noticed the way she talked to Hakyeon or Taekwoon, since  they were the same age; he figured she might even change her nice approach. But no, she  seemed like a total peach. 

With all the talking, Wonsik learned that she actually worked with other groups a lot,  especially when it involved dark or sexy concepts. But she was more of a helping hand than a full time makeup artist. She told him she wanted to have her own line of makeup products one day, but so far she was content with working with idols.  

Wonsik never felt so out of place in his life. He didn’t know anything about makeup, and he  told her about his music, but he still felt silly when he looked at all her shade palettes and  foundations. He didn’t care about any of that before, but then he didn’t think it was possible  to be more nervous than he was when she was around. It was an awkward feeling, and for  the first time in his life, he hoped promotions period would be over soon. But it had been  only a week since he met her and he was completely exhausted.  

“I can’t wait to get home and sleep,” Wonsik confessed, sliding into their car with Hyuk and Hongbin after a long day of recording.  

“I guess thinking about our new makeup noona takes up a lot of your time,” Hongbin commented slyly, a smug smile on his face. 

“Shut up, you asshole.” Wonsik spitted, hitting his shoulder, but Hongbin still laughed at  him. 

“Hyung, I noticed you’ve been spending a lot of time in the shower lately,” Hyuk commented,  with a feigned innocent look on his face. “Is it because of her?” 

Wonsik glared at him but didn’t answer. 

“At least she helps you with your personal hygiene,” Hongbin grinned. 

“You shouldn’t wear such tight pants when she’s around, though,” Hyuk said.

Wonsik sighed loudly; already regretting what he was about to ask, “What do you mean?” 

“Those pants can’t hide all the boners you’re popping.” 

Both Hyuk and Hongbin broke into laughter as Wonsik turned into a tomato. 

“I’m not popping anything, you pricks!” 

* 

“Noona!” Jaehwan’s voice resonated through their waiting room, making Wonsik turn towards the door faster than light and almost drop his iced tea, only to be stared at by Hyuk  and Hongbin with knowing smiles on their faces, just as their staff walked through the door.  

Damn them, at least Hakyeon and Taekwoon didn’t tease him about it.

Wonsik watched as Jaehwan greeted her with a very uncool fist-bump (at least she laughed), before she walked towards the rest of them to say hello.  

“Hey Wonsik!” she called him in a cheery tone and smiling at him. 

“Hey…” He tried to keep his tone as chic as hers but he was pretty sure he failed miserably. But she kept on smiling at him as he took a seat in front of one of the mirrors. 

Wonsik wasn’t particularly observant, but he was certain she had been smiling more at him than when they first met, or even more to him than to the other members. Even then, when she was putting makeup on him and he was trying to keep his face as unresponsive as he  could, she kept on smiling, making it so much harder for him not to have a heart attack  right then and there.  

“I put on a red eye shadow this time,” she said softly, making him jump a little in his seat. “I  think it looks good on you, so I hope you like it.” 

“Oh…” he replied, not exactly sure of what to say really. “That’s good.” 

“Do you usually wear lip balm?” she asked, looking at his lips. 

“I, uh… No, not really.” 

She pursed her lips as she grabbed the lip balm from her makeup set, smearing some of it  on her index finger before applying it directly on Wonsik’s lips. Her face still was inches  away from his, and the fact that she was obviously staring at his lips made him think he  might die right then and there (which would be totally embarrassing if he was honest), and  he couldn’t help but to look at her lips too, gulping when he thought about how it would  feel to kiss them. 

“You really should use lip balm,” She told him once she was done, putting away the piece of  makeup, “It keeps your lips nice and soft.” 

“Yeah, I bet they are…” His reply came out without thinking, and he immediately regretted it.  She blinked at him before smiling sweetly, apparently oblivious to what he accidentally  implied. He tried to correct himself either way “I mean yeah, lip balm… does that.” 

Luckily the director called for them so they could start recording, so he quietly left the  waiting room, with a hand covering his face to hide his embarrassment.

“Damn man, you really got some amazing flirting skills.” Hongbin patted his back sympathetically on their way to the filming spot. “Maybe in ten years, you two might finally go on a first date.” 

“Shut up.” Wonsik spat back. “I don’t wanna date her; I want promotions to end already.” 

“They haven’t even started yet. We still have like five weeks to go until it’s over,” Hongbin pointed out, no comfort in his voice at all. “Hope you can survive until then.” 

Wonsik definitely hoped for that too. 

* 

“So… Wonsik, have you accidentally confessed your undying love for her yet? 

Wonsik groaned, throwing his head back against the back of the couch. He got it if they joked about it when they were at music show stations or even the company building when they were practicing, but to do it during dinner, when they were supposed to think about something else and relax for once in their lives? 

“I was hoping we wouldn’t touch that subject. Like, ever.” He growled back at Jaehwan; Hyuk and Hongbin snickering from the other side of the room. 

“She probably knows already,” Taekwoon’s soft voice commented, and there was a collective silence before the words sank into Wonsik’s brain. 

“Wait, what?” He practically screamed, everyone looking at him with expressions resembling amusement and knowledge. “…Does she know?” 

“She hasn’t said anything about that,” Hakyeon spoke up, looking almost completely  disinterested about the subject. Faking it, obviously, Wonsik knew he was totally up to date, especially with the way the others talked about it like it was daily news. He wished he wasn’t, he didn’t want his meddling ass in the middle of the whole situation. “Not to us, at least.” 

“She knows,” Hyuk said, a smug smile adorning his face. “She does look at him, you know.” 

“She does?” Wonsik asked, turning his head towards the younger boy, his entire body suddenly numb and trembling. 

“Yeah, yeah,” Hongbin commented enthusiastically, “I’ve seen her looking at him. You  know… sexually.”

“What?” If he didn’t know any better, Wonsik would have thought he was about to have a heart attack. 

“Oh good, I thought I was the only one who saw her eyeing him like he was a piece of meat,” Jaehwan commented, ironically as he put a piece of stew inside his mouth. 

“She wants to fuck him!” Hyuk sing-songed, looking like it was Christmas day and he just got the biggest gift in the house. 

“She what?!” Wonsik finally yelled, almost dropping the glass of water he was holding. 

“Oh come on,” Hongbin consoled him, voice calm, “You’re not terrible looking.” 

“Thanks for the compliment, but that wasn’t what I was referring to!”  

“Wonsikie,” Hakyeon intervened, voice peaceful as if they were talking about the weather.  “Do you want me to find out for you?” 

Wonsik stood up; face red with embarrassment and annoyance, as he walked towards the hall to his room before turning around. 

“No, I don’t! I don’t want any of you to meddle into this! I don’t want you all, jerks, to mess with this, it has nothing to do with any of you!” 

He felt like a teenager all over again and he walked all the way to his room, ready to close  the door and never opening it again when he heard Hakyeon’s voice:  

“She does wanna fuck him though, we gotta help her.” 

“And stop talking about me as if I wasn’t listening!”  

Wonsik yelled before slamming the door loud enough for even the neighbors to hear. 

He slumped onto his bed, sighing loudly and wanting nothing but for the bed to eat him and  spit him out like in that scene on Nightmare on Elm Street. 

All the things they said, even if they were to tease him or not, made him think anyway. She  couldn’t possibly want to fuck him; it seemed insane that they even think she looked at him  that way to begin with. They hardly knew each other, not to mention that he was a nervous  mess every time they were in the same room. There was a reason why didn’t date often and  it was because he got nervous around the people he liked, like sweating, trembling, and  even more sweating. It wasn’t attractive at all. 

The thought of them all possibly making a plan to “help her” was buried in the back of his  head as he dozed off in his bed. 

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He should have known something was off when he walked into the waiting room a few days  later, after recording was over. Mainly because everyone was looking at him. Literally, everyone. Even Taekwoon, who was eating a snack, stopped to stare at him.  

Second of all, all the staff was gone. They only had to take off their makeup before leaving,  so it didn’t seem unusual that their stylists weren’t there; but even their manager was  absent.  

“Um… where is everyone?” Wonsik asked, eyeing the entire room. 

“They left already,” Jaehwan answered quickly, as if it was super obvious. “We have another  schedule now so they left to go there already.” 

“We have another schedule?” Wonsik certainly didn’t remember seeing another schedule in  their calendar that day. That was probably the third thing that was off. 

He squinted his eyes at Jaehwan before looking at the rest of his members, and all of them  looked unusually quiet.  

He didn’t get to ask them what was going on when the door opened. Wonsik turned around  and froze, his heart stopping for what felt like an eternity. 

“Well I guess we gotta go now!” Jaehwan’s cheerful voice resonated in the room as they all  voiced their agreement and headed towards the door, greeting their makeup noona on their  way out.  

“Wonsik still has to take off his makeup,” Hongbin commented to her, who looked just as lost as Wonsik did.  

“Oh… I can help him.” She replied, smiling as she turned her head to look at Wonsik. 

Hyuk was the last to leave the room, and he did some kind of obscene gesture before closing the door with a smile, and Wonsik realized the devious plot behind the whole  scenario. 

There were a few seconds of silence before he spoke up. 

“There’s not a schedule after this, right?” 

“Um, not one that includes me, I think.” She replied, going to her bag to look for the cleanser  cream. “I think all the girls went home already.” 

“Fuckers,” Wonsik cursed under his breath, clenching his fists as he turned to glare at the  door. Maybe he could cast an evil eye spell or something. 

“Wonsik,” her voice brought him back to reality, and he quickly turned to look at her. She  was near the mirror, waiting for him to sit down with a smile on her face, and Wonsik  thought he might go blind if he looked at that smile for too long. “Sit.” 

He took a few steps towards her, his legs feeling like total jelly as he sat down in front of  her. He leaned his head back before she even asked, so used to being in that position when  it came to applying makeup that he did it naturally every time he sat down in front of her.  Closing his eyes was his own choice; Wonsik knew he would probably turn into a tomato and  explode if he had to look at her from up close.  

Massaging the cleanser on his face with her fingers made him relax, and he let out a sigh he  didn’t know he had been holding in. Her touch was gentle as she stroked the cream on his  cheeks, forehead and chin, and then down and around his jaw. He felt the washcloth on his  face a few seconds later, tenderly wiping away all the remains.  

Wonsik opened his eyes and got ready to get up from his seat, when she quickly put a hand  on his shoulder, urging him to remain seated. 

“I’m not done yet,” her voice wasn’t really harsh, but Wonsik stayed still, the skin on his  shoulder where her hand had been slightly stinging. “I still have to remove your eye  makeup.” 

“I usually just use oil for all my face…” He commented, not exactly sure why he was objecting. 

The look she gave me made him regret that comment immediately. 

“Well Hongbin also uses oil.” He said quickly, trying to drag someone else down with him  since he apparently was making a mistake when he applied oil to remove his makeup. “A lot  of it, actually. And he rarely moisturizes his skin too.” 

She was chuckling, her eyes turning into crescent shapes, and he smiled back at her, a warm  feeling settling at the pit of his stomach.  

“Close your eyes, please.” She asked, still smiling warmly, and he did as he was told.

She swiped a small amount of oil across his eyelids and eyebrows, before removing it with a  cotton pad. When Wonsik opened his eyes, sure that it was done this time, her face was still  only a few centimeters away from his, and his breath caught in his throat. He really couldn’t  help but stare when she touched his lips with her fingers, and he tasted a bit of the  cleansing oil she had applied.  

Wonsik was pretty sure she knew he was looking at her lips, but at the same time he  couldn’t bring himself to care. She had perfect lips, a pretty round shape and kind of plump,  and she was probably wearing lip balm or lip gloss because they were shinny too. He gulped  loudly and his eyes went up to meet hers, and she was staring right back at him. 

She pulled back after a second, reaching for another cotton pad, before leaning closer to  Wonsik again. She skimmed his lips with the cotton pad in one slow, gentle move before  disposing of it.  

“It’s done.”  

“Yeah…” Wonsik replied, clearing his throat when his voice came out higher and hoarser  than normal. “Yeah.” 

They both stood up at the same time, and Wonsik felt weird when he had to look down at  her. He was almost a head taller, yet he felt strangely small when she was around, his legs  turning into a puddle of goo every time.  

Right at that moment though, she was looking at him with a little dark pooling in her eyes,  gazing at him in a way she hadn’t done before. It made Wonsik’s heart race faster than  usual. 

“You look good without makeup.” 

The compliment made Wonsik blush a little, and she replied with a small grin. It was a weird  comment, considering she was his makeup artist; he was supposed to look good after  putting it on, not when he was barefaced.  

The blush spread towards his ears when she moved closer, much closer than before,  considering they hadn’t moved much, the chair he was sitting on before was still behind him.  

“You’re very cute, you know.” She said, that typical smile of hers on her lips. 

“I- I am?” Wonsik almost gurgled trying to get those words out of his mouth.

“Yes.” Her smile turned somewhat mischievous, and she stared at him with a knowing look. “Is it true?” 

Wonsik blinked, not exactly sure what she was asking. Maybe he had blacked out before from being so close to her and missed part of the question. 

“Is it true that you like me?” 

He couldn’t help but actually choke a bit this time, totally flustered and taken aback. Was he that obvious? He didn’t respond to her question, not exactly sure whether to lie or admit it, each option embarrassing enough for him. But from the look on her face, she was clearly enjoying the state he was in, a complacent smirk on her face giving her away. She looked up at him as she took another step closer, and he could smell her perfume then, something resembling coconuts and lemons, and Wonsik gulped.  

Her gaze pierced right through Wonsik’s eyes and she leaned in forward slightly, tilting her  head up, her lips parting just a bit, her breath washing over his lips. She had to be standing  on her tiptoes; even then she was still smaller than he was, but with the way she was  looking at him, he felt like a small animal, just about to be hunted down.  

“You’re really cute.” 

That was all she said, her voice low and sultry, right before she kissed him on the lips. 

It was all it was at first, her lips pressing against his, but she stole Wonsik’s breath away  anyway. There was a serious lack of oxygen in his brain, still in awe of what had just  happened, he couldn’t respond properly at all. She opened her mouth and tentatively flicked  her tongue out over his lips, and he let out a groan, feeling the vague taste of the cleansing  oil mixed with her cherry lip gloss, and he knew he wanted more. Wanted to feel her closer,  to taste her more, and just have her. 

Wonsik’s hand gripped her hips tightly, pressing her against his body, and she cupped his  face with her hands, and it was like his skin was burning when she touched him. She glided  her lips over his, the wet slide so intense it made Wonsik’s head spin, but he was eager,  hungry, so he parted his lips to slip his tongue out. The moan that escaped from her lips  made Wonsik proud, and his hands went upwards towards her waist, squeezing her skin through the fabric of her shirt. Their tongues brushed against one another, their lips  smoothly moving together; Wonsik felt like combusting.

It was over before he even knew it; she pressed her lips against his firmly before pulling away completely. There was a light blush adorning her cheeks and a smile on her lips; Wonsik went back to feeling vulnerable. He was very aware he was panting hard, and his  whole face felt extremely hot; meanwhile, other than the fact that her face was kind of pink, she looked completely fine. 

She took a step back and turned around to grab the little case with the creams she had  taken out before looking back at him. Her eyes were blown, and she looked completely  content with herself. 

“See you around.” She smiled at him one last time before grabbing her bag and walking past  him and towards the door. 

Wonsik stared at the door for what felt like forever before averting his eyes towards the rest  of the room. He felt completely out of place (it was a common feeling these days), his body felt  like it had been drained from all its energy, and he was positive he looked like had just been  mugged. And he was still trying to understand what had just happened.

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Hello everyone, how are you guys?

I have some really nice message from some of you, asking me if i'm ok or if i'll come back 😢 i appreciate yall for checking on me!

I have a little free time this month, and i've been thinking about posting an old ravi fic i have, i wrote it a long time ago (i think i started writing it during scentist era even so go figure) but the longer i wait for a good chance to post it, the worst it's gonna age i guess lmao so expect an update for that tonight! 🥰

On a second note, i wanna finish writing some other stuff i have lying around and i wanna also get back to writing new stuff, i still have those requests on my inbox for the ask meme so thats gonna be good practice! Hopefully i can stick around for a few updates before work and studies catch up with me in the future 😅

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i have a genuine question for yall, you can send me a message on anon as well if you want

does anyone still like ravi? 

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I found a fluffy wonsik fic i started writing some time ago, but i dont remember where i was going with it, was it meant to be fluff? Was it gonna be smut in the end? I certainly dont know and i never will

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15 with either hongbin or leo :)

“How have you made it this long without someone throwing you out an airlock or something?”

“I was never on a spacecraft to begin with.”

Eyeing Hongbin as she walked in on his apartment, she looked around the kitchen. It certainly looked like a massacre just happened there.

“Good thing or else you’d be dead by now.” She looked at the red liquid dropping from kitchen counter, and taking a deep breathe, she asked. “Please tell me that’s not blood.”

“I mean,” Hongbin started, looking at his hands. “I did cut my finger a bit. But it might just be berry jam.”

She stared at him, in complete disbelief. 

“The jam was a lot harder to make than I thought it would be.”

“How...? I mean, why?”

“You said I sucked at cooking.”

“What?”

“The other day.” Hongbin said, looking completely serious, even a bit angry. “You said I couldn’t even make pasta. So I tried making a pavlova.”

“A pavlova?!” She yelled, looking at him with wide eyes. 

“How hard could it be?”

“You literally picked one of the most difficult things to do in baking.”

They both stayed quiet, looking at each other for a hot minute. The whole situation just seemed funny, and Hongbin’s facial expression, between amused, defeated and angry was even funnier.

Sighing, she approached him, planting a kiss on his lips before whacking him on the head.

“Hey!”

“You love cleaning, don’t you?”

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I had a sudden inspiration. But i dont have time to write. I hate it here

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In light of the recent PostPlus nonsense tumblr is trying to pull, here's a reminder that monetization of fanfiction can lead you to legal trouble. On Ao3 it's against the TOS to even mention any money-sending site at all because of the conditonal protection they offer.

Putting your entire fanfiction blog behind a paywall is like pointing a neon sign saying "please sue me". I bring this up specifically because tumblr mentioned fanfiction in the post that they made and that is going to leave a lot of people misinformed.

Remember: Do NOT paywall your fanworks.

And rest assured, my blog will never be pay-to-read, even if this weren't a fanfiction blog. I think the whole thing is ridiculous.

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First Sentence Writing Prompts

Send me characters/pairings (and setting or anything else you want to see) and the number to one of the following first lines:

“I know you’re afraid but we can’t hide in this closet forever.”

“Nope, I absolutely refuse to touch that.”

“How exactly did you manage to get stuck in there?”

“Why is it suddenly purple?”

“Pass me the sledgehammer.”

“Explain it to me again - why do we need to pretend to be married?”

“In my defense, I thought this would go a lot more smoothly.”

“I don’t know how you get yourself into these situations.”

“Careful, don’t drop – “

“And that’s how I ended up standing naked on the Brooklyn Bridge on Christmas Eve.”

“It’s sticky.”

“You need to stop.”

“Well that’s the single most impressive thing I’ve ever seen someone do.”

“What’s with the pigtails?”

“How have you made it this long without someone throwing you out an airlock or something?”

“Ow, what was that for?”

“Ugh, why did I eat that?”

“In my defense, it seemed like a brilliant idea at the time.”

“Run!”

“Come on, give me one good reason not to jump in the lake.”

“We’re going to be late if we don’t leave like 5 minutes ago.”

“What do you mean by leaving?”

“I’m trying very hard not to see all this as a metaphor for my life.”

“Please tell me you know how to defuse a bomb.”

“Where have you been, I was ready to call the police!”

“No, the house is definitely not haunted, why do you ask?”

“Get over here now and bring a tarp.”

“I don’t care that it’s 2:00 am, we need pie.”

“I’ve got everything under control.”

“At this point, what else could possibly go wrong?”

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20 + jaehwan pls!!

“Come on, give me one good reason not to jump in the lake.”

“Well, for starters,” She replied, looking at Jaehwan incredulously. “We don’t have swimsuits.”

“Not a real problem, but go on.” Jaehwan replied, taking off his shirt in a swift move.

God forbid they ever go camping again. She doesn’t even like nature that much, how she agreed to ever going with Jaehwan was beyond her. 

“Second of all, that water looks questionable.”

“Well, I guess we should find out.”

Jaehwan was grinning mischievously as he took of his pants, throwing them on the floor. She looked at him with her eyes like dinner plates as he stood there in front of her in just his boxers.

“Oh my God!” 

“Take off your clothes,” Jaehwan continued grinning dangerously as he eyed her up and down. “Or would you rather get in fully dress?”

She took a step back as Jaehwan got a little closer to her.

“Don’t you fucking dare.” She glared at him.

In one quick move that she was completely unprepared for, Jaehwan took her in his arms, picking her up and throwing her off the deck, right before jumping into the water himself.

Send me a first sentence and I’ll write something

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First Sentence Writing Prompts

Send me characters/pairings (and setting or anything else you want to see) and the number to one of the following first lines:

“I know you’re afraid but we can’t hide in this closet forever.”

“Nope, I absolutely refuse to touch that.”

“How exactly did you manage to get stuck in there?”

“Why is it suddenly purple?”

“Pass me the sledgehammer.”

“Explain it to me again - why do we need to pretend to be married?”

“In my defense, I thought this would go a lot more smoothly.”

“I don’t know how you get yourself into these situations.”

“Careful, don’t drop – “

“And that’s how I ended up standing naked on the Brooklyn Bridge on Christmas Eve.”

“It’s sticky.”

“You need to stop.”

“Well that’s the single most impressive thing I’ve ever seen someone do.”

“What’s with the pigtails?”

“How have you made it this long without someone throwing you out an airlock or something?”

“Ow, what was that for?”

“Ugh, why did I eat that?”

“In my defense, it seemed like a brilliant idea at the time.”

“Run!”

“Come on, give me one good reason not to jump in the lake.”

“We’re going to be late if we don’t leave like 5 minutes ago.”

“What do you mean by leaving?”

“I’m trying very hard not to see all this as a metaphor for my life.”

“Please tell me you know how to defuse a bomb.”

“Where have you been, I was ready to call the police!”

“No, the house is definitely not haunted, why do you ask?”

“Get over here now and bring a tarp.”

“I don’t care that it’s 2:00 am, we need pie.”

“I’ve got everything under control.”

“At this point, what else could possibly go wrong?”

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positions - Chapter IV

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Chapter I / Chapter II / Chapter III / Chapter IV

PAIRING: Hyuk/OC RATING: Explicit WARNINGS: Office AU. Dirty Talk. WORDCOUNT: 8485

Notes: Two things: i made a playlist for this fic that i wanted to post sooner but the spotify purge of last week made me not want to, but everything is back up again so, if you’re interested, here’s the playlist (the amount of ariana grande in it tho). Second of all, this is the last chapter and you’ll get a bonus at the end :) this is like 90% smut, enjoy it babes!

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The way her stomach turned throughout the rest of the day was beyond salvation. She was glad she had a good lunch, her nervousness not letting her have anything to eat, at least not for a couple of hours. But she was glad she asked him over to her place. At some point she would have done it, but since he made the first move by basically throwing himself at her that day, she could at least let him know she wanted more, as if it wasn’t obvious enough. She had always wanted more, since she saw him that first day. 

Sanghyuk kept glancing at her from his desk. He seemed nervous as well, and she felt relieved. At least she wasn’t alone in her feelings. Whenever she caught him looking, she would smile at him, a little shy, but with affection.

It was a bit awkward when it was time to leave. She eyed Sanghyuk curiously, because he was awfully quiet, only asking if she was ready. She was even about to tell him they shouldn’t do anything if he wasn’t sure, but when they were a few feet away from the building, he wrapped his arm around her shoulder, bringing her close and squeezing her arm.

“I have to work tonight,” Sanghyuk commented as they walked. “But if you don’t mind, I can come by after I’m done.”

He had a light pink color dusting his cheeks as he eyed her from the side. 

“That’s alright with me, I’ll be waiting.” She smiled warmly at him, wrapping an arm around his waist.

He smiled widely, squeezing her shoulder once more.

They kissed when they reached her place, nice and sweet. Sanghyuk held her close and ran his fingers through her hair. She resented she had to wait until it was late at night to see him again, it seemed so far away. 

“I’ll see you later.” He whispered against her lips. 

“Okay.”

They kissed one more time before Sanghyuk walked away, looking over his shoulder with a grin. 

For all she knew, he usually got off work at around 1am, almost six hours later. Those were certainly the longest six hours of her life. She didn’t really know what to do when she opened the door of her apartment. She considered taking a shower, but it would be better if she took one closer to the time Sanghyuk was going to go by. She wasn’t that hungry, mostly because she was nervous, but she knew she had to eat anyway.

It did occur to her, since she could anticipate what was going to happen, she could make it special and wear lingerie, one she didn’t usually wear every day. She had some saved for special occasions, and she had one particular set she bought some months ago. It seemed like the perfect timing to wear it. 

Sanghyuk texted her at around midnight, right after she was done taking a shower, telling her he was going to be there in half an hour. She couldn’t contain the smile on her face, especially when she put on her underwear, eager to see him and the look on his face when he discovers it. Not wanting to give away anything, she settled for jeans and a slightly big shirt to conceal it.

You know, I actually don’t know which apartment you live in?

She almost laughed when she read his text message, because it was true. He walked her there but she never did tell him which apartment was, and he never asked anyway. She replied right away to tell him which apartment she lived in, when she got another text.

I’m here already anyway.

Her heart skipped a hard beat inside her chest, but the smiley emoji he sent afterwards calmed her down a little. She buzzed him in and tried to calm her nerves. Waiting six hours was something, but those three minutes it took for him to get to her place? Insanely anxiety-inducing.

When he rang the bell, she opened almost immediately; and there he was, face a little flushed, probably just as flushed as hers. 

“Hey.” He smiled widely.

“Hey.” She returned the smile, gesturing for him to go in. 

Sanghyuk walked in, taking off his shoes and leaving his bag on the floor. She closed the door just as he made a cute surprised noise.

“Your place is really nice.”

“Thank you.” She replied, helping him remove his jacket.

“I brought some cake.” He showed her a bag he was holding, and handed it to her. “I didn’t know what you’d like, so… it’s actually not a cake, but four slices of different cakes.”

She stared at him for a second before getting on her tiptoes and planting a kiss to his lips. 

“I love all cakes.” She said, walking to the kitchen to unbox the dessert. 

He may not have known her taste in cakes (she actually liked almost anything sweet), but his choices seemed interesting and delicious. A slice of chocolate cake with meringue, lemon pie, cheesecake, and red berry. 

She eyed Sanghyuk over her shoulder. He walked slowly around her place, looking around curiously. Her place wasn’t anything fancy, but the living room and kitchen were rather big, compared to her bedroom and bathroom at least. There was also a balcony, not very big, but it was where she kept all her plants, mostly succulents and cacti. 

“Wow, you have a lot of plants.” Sanghyuk pointed out when he approached the window door.

“Yeah, I really like plants.”

He turned to look at her, and smiled softly. Her heart almost jumped out her chest.

“Did you eat?” She asked.

“Yeah, a couple of hours ago.” 

“Do you want to share some cake?” 

“Sure!” 

Sanghyuk sounded so eager. It probably wasn’t about the cakes. 

She leaned more towards the slice of cheesecake, so she served it on a plate, and brought two forks to the table, after saving the other slices on the fridge.

Sanghyuk was looking through the stuff inside his bag when she went to the dining table. 

“Do you want to drink something?” She eyed him curiously when he walked to the table with some papers on his hand.

“Just water is fine.”

The papers he was holding were on the table when she went to sit down, with both glasses of water on her hands.

“What’s this?” She asked, looking at Sanghyuk expectantly.

He didn’t reply right away, only gestured for her to take a look. She frowned, confused, but took the set of papers in her hands. It was something about some blood tests from a laboratory, dated from just a week ago. She skimmed over the first page, but when she reached the part about which blood tests that was about, she blushed furiously.

“This is-”

“So you can see I don’t have anything.” Sanghyuk replied, his voice hurried. “Nothing I could give you…”

She looked at him; he was just as red as she was. 

It was weird for her that he handed her his blood tests for STDs without her request. The last few times, it was her who had to ask her partners for the tests. It was even embarrassing that she hadn’t had herself checked for that moment, knowing well their relationship was leading towards something more than just kissing. 

“Thank you.” She said, still a little flushed. “I only have my last test from four months ago.”

“That’s alright.” Sanghyuk replied.

Going to her desk by the window, she searched for her own blood test in one of the drawers. 

“Noona, it’s fine.” He said, this time his voice was softer. “I believe what you say.”

It made her slightly nervous that he was so nice. Maybe it was her bad experience with her previous boyfriends, like she somehow had to prove stuff to him too. Which was really dumb. 

She decided to pay attention to what he said though, so she stopped looking through the papers in her drawer.

“Thank you again.” She repeated, sitting down by the dining table.

“It’s nothing.” Sanghyuk took a seat on the chair right next to her. 

She flashed him a shy smile, bringing the plate with the cake closer to both of them.

“Shall we?”

He nodded, smiling back as he grabbed the fork.

“I bought these at a place nearby.” He took a small bite, before speaking again. “It was the only one open.”

“You didn’t have to buy anything.” 

“I wanted to.” Sanghyuk said casually.

She took a small bite as well, curious about the taste. It was a cheesecake, but she was slightly picky about the taste of certain desserts. So she was pleasantly surprised when she noticed it was one of the yummiest cakes she had tried.

“This is so good!”

“Great.” Sanghyuk grinned, taking another bite as well. “I know you like sweet stuff.”

She looked at him in confusion.

“I always bring you coffee in the morning, and you asked me to bring you pastries sometimes too.” He said, as if it was the most obvious fact in the world. 

“Wow, you remember that?” She asked, genuinely surprised.

“Of course.”

It really touched her heart for him to remember that stuff, she didn’t expect him to. 

“At the very least I know your favorite drink is vanilla latte.”

“That’s a wild guess.” She responded, smug. “It’s the coffee I drink the most in the morning, but not my favorite drink.”

“Should I take a guess?” He shot back, smiling like he was ready to take on a challenge.

She raised an eyebrow, gesturing for him to say something.

“Sometimes you order tea, I’m assuming it’s probably tea…” Sanghyuk gaped at her, gauging her reaction. She pursed her lips, choosing to remain quiet until he chose one drink. “Mhh… I know you have chai latte sometimes, other times it’s earl grey tea.”

He stayed quiet for a moment, still looking at her in the eye. She stared right back, expecting an answer.

“I’m gonna go with chai latte.”

“I’m surprised. How did you get to that conclusion?”

“Chai latte goes well with sweet food.” He smiled widely. “Am I wrong?”

“No.” She pouted. She thought he probably wouldn’t guess, but she should have known he was smarter than that. “Chai latte is my favorite.”

“I should have made a bet.” Sanghyuk smirked.

“You’re too confident in yourself.” She glared at him playfully. “What would you have bet on?”

He looked at her for a second before replying.

“Probably not something I feel I can say right now.”

His voice was impassive, but she got the impression it was something racy. And by the way he started smiling, she must have been blushing as well. 

“You’re really cute, noona.”

“Me?” She asked, genuinely surprised. “Have you seen yourself?”

“No?” He blinked.

“Well I have, and you’re cute.” 

Sanghyuk leaned in without saying a single word. She wasn’t expecting him to approach her so suddenly, so her face flushed and she instinctively leaned back against the chair. 

“If I am so cute, why are you blushing?”

He smirked, full of self confidence. He was teasing her again. 

She put her hands on his cheeks, squeezing gently.

“I might be blushing but you’re still cute.”

He seemed taken aback by her actions, his smirk suddenly fading as he tried hard not to laugh. 

“Your cheeks are really squishy.”

The way he laughed was worth everything, eyes turning into small crescents and his cheeks poking out. She smiled back, her heart might as well explode.

Sanghyuk kissed her, still smiling brightly against her lips. It was sweet, both of them giggling through it, and she kept her hands on both of his cheeks, stroking them. 

“You’re cute” She commented between kisses, her hands resting on his shoulders. “but you’re still kind of a beefcake.”

Sanghyuk chuckled, pressing one kiss before pulling away. 

“We must be meant to be then,” He ran his fingers through her hair, looking at her keenly. “Since you’re cute and also very hot.”

She raised an eyebrow, skeptical. 

“Thanks, that’s what I aim for.”

“You don’t believe me, do you?”

“Don’t deflect.” She said, standing up to put the empty plate on the kitchen counter. “You are ripped, underneath all those clothes, aren’t you?”  

“I’m not.” 

She looked at him incredulously from the counter. She didn’t get to see him yet, obviously, but she would bet a big amount of money that he had, actually, well defined muscles. That shirt he usually wore while working out gave him away a little anyway.

Sanghyuk smiled mischievously, like he usually did, before walking to where she was standing. She gulped, both excited and a little frightened, and pressed her body against the counter as he stood there, only a few inches separating them. He very obviously towered over her, especially then when she wasn’t wearing heels. She barely even reached his shoulders.

“You’re gonna find out soon anyway.” He said, hand going for her face to caress her cheek.

Standing on her toes, she grabbed his shirt and pulled him in for a kiss. Sanghyuk complied, cupping her face and pressing himself flush against her. He let his mouth fall open when she bit his lip, a groan slipping from his lips in response. Wrapping her arms around his waist, she melted right into him, her knees going weak when he slid his tongue into her mouth.

She couldn’t contain how much she needed him, her nervousness was still present in her head, but her desire for him was much stronger, especially when he put his arms around her shoulders to keep her close. 

Apparently breathing was required to live, so they pulled away only a few inches as he pressed one small kiss to her lips. 

She wasn’t expecting Sanghyuk to pick her up the way he did, putting his hands on her thighs and lifting her up so her legs were one on each side of his waist.

“Oh my God!” She almost cried, wrapping her legs and arms around him. “Oh my God, what are you doing?!”

“Going to the bedroom.” He replied, as if it was the most obvious fact. “It’s the door on the left, right?”

She nodded, hoping that would be enough of an answer, even when he couldn’t see her. Being at almost the same height as Sanghyuk was scary, especially when he so unexpectedly picked her up, and she yelped when he secured his grip on her legs after opening the door to her bedroom. 

When he laid her down on the bed, careful and gentle, she looked at him with a bewildered expression. 

“That was insane!”

“So you don’t want me to do it again?”

She gulped, remaining quiet. 

“I thought so.” Sanghyuk smirked, smug, as he got onto the bed.

Climbing on top of her, she spread her legs for him to settle between them as he leaned in to kiss her, both of his arms caging her head. She couldn’t help the moan that slipped from her lips when he moved his body against hers. The clothes were clearly in the way, but he was still pressed flush against her body, she could feel his warmth. 

She wrapped her arms around him and tugged at his shirt, kissing him back rather shallow. Sanghyuk didn’t indulge, just kept kissing her softly, his hands going through her hair. Only when she moaned again, loudly, after she moved her hips against his, did he sit up and grab his shirt by the collar, pulling it up and off.

“Holy shit.”

She sat up, staring at him in disbelief, and Sanghyuk looked back at her, a little confused. 

“You are ripped!”

When he denied so many times being buff, she thought maybe he was being modest, but he was straight up lying. She gaped at his chest, well-built and toned, then down to his abdomen, with well defined muscles. She put one of her hands on his chest, then dragged it all the way down to his abs, feeling his muscles flex under her fingertips.

“I’m not ripped.”

She glared at him, putting her other hand on his chest, softly stroking.

“Why do you keep lying?”

“I don’t do steroids.”

“What?” She looked at him, confused.

“When you say ripped I picture bodybuilders who do steroids.” Sanghyuk said, deadpan expression. “I just work out a lot.”

“There’s no way I’m taking my shirt off now.”

“Noona!” He frowned, exasperated. “If you change your mind it’s fine, but just because I have some abs?”

“Well, maybe the girls you’ve been with before also have abs…” She didn’t really want to go there that day, so soon, but she felt incredibly self conscious after seeing Sanghyuk’s upper body. 

She didn’t expect him to kiss her out of nowhere, cupping her face.

“You’re so beautiful,” He whispered between kisses. “Do you know how hot you are?”

She didn’t really know what to say but she returned every one of his kisses, putting her hands on his waist as they laid down on the bed once again. His skin was warm under her fingertips, and he didn’t seem to have one flaw as she skated her hands across his stomach towards his chest. 

Sanghyuk was still pressing sweet kisses to her lips, and while she pictured a situation entirely different earlier, the fact that he was not pushing himself onto her was somehow relieving, because she did want to have sex with him, but she was still nervous. 

When he slid one of his hands under her shirt, he pulled away a little to ask her.

“Can I?”

She nodded, planting one kiss before he pulled her clothing off her, discarding it somewhere across the room. 

“Fuck, noona.” Sanghyuk cursed, leaning in to kiss her. “Do you really think you’re not hot?”

She had almost forgotten she had put on lingerie. The bra she had chosen was made of white lace, no push-up, no underwire, and completely see-through. 

“You’re so gorgeous.” He kissed her more hungrily this time, slipping his tongue between her lips to lick at the roof of her mouth. 

She hummed when he cupped her breasts gently, and she bit his bottom lip in response. Sanghyuk chuckled, low and dark, and trailed his lips down her jaw and neck, lapping and nipping at every bit of skin he could reach. She dropped her head back, leaving him more space to roam, and whined when he sucked on a particularly sensitive spot near her collarbone. 

His lips glided over her sternum before he kissed her chest. She couldn’t help her breath getting caught in her throat when he closed his lips around one of her nipples through her bra. He flicked his tongue before turning to give his attention to her other nipple, kissing it softly through the fabric. She whined, feeling a warm knot in her lower stomach slowly settle and grow with every one of his moves. 

Sanghyuk teased her still, lapping at her nipple as she squirmed underneath his body, whimpering. Squeezing her breasts one more time, he slowly trailed his lips downward, pressing a few kisses on her stomach before pulling away.

He stared at her intensely as he unfastened the button and slowly pulled down her jeans as she lifted her hips to help him.

“Fuck, really?” He asked, voice spilling frustration. 

She might not think she was hot at all, but that wasn’t going to stop her from putting on a matching thong, the same white lace as her bra. 

“Do you really think you’re not sexy?” Sanghyuk asked, leaning in and kissing her lips.

“No, but I still wanted to make this special.”

She felt his smile as he kissed her, and her heart skipped a beat.

Putting her hands on the hem of his jeans, she tried to unfasten his button, but she could only do so once he pulled away and sat up again, pulling his pants down and tossing them on the floor. Sanghyuk was left only in his black boxers, and she couldn’t make out much due to the soft lighting, but she could see the bulge through the clothing.

When he leaned in to kiss her, she pushed against his shoulders and flipped him over, so he was laying on his back on the mattress.

“I want to return the favor.” 

He seemed to quickly realize what she was implying, so he scooted towards the center of the bed and laid down as she sat next to him. Running a hand down her side, he smiled sweetly at her, and she shuddered, placing a kiss to his lips before settling between his legs.

She trailed her lips along his stomach, pressing small kisses, and she felt Sanghyuk shiver, muscles flexing as he sighed loudly. Not wanting to waste any more time, she pulled down his boxers slowly, revealing his cock. He was hard, standing at attention, and thick. Really thick. As she should have expected. She was nervous, looking at his size (would it actually fit inside her?) but still, her mouth watered.

Leaning in, she darted her tongue to lick at the head. The groan that escaped Sanghyuk’s lips motivated her, and she flattened her tongue on the slit, wrapping her hand around his dick to keep him in place.

“Fuck…” He murmured, squirming under her touch.

His hands went to her head, running his fingers through her hair to push it away from her face, and he groaned loudly when she moved her hand, stroking him slowly. She finally wrapped her mouth around the head, swirling her tongue gently before sucking.

She tried to take things slow, at least at that moment since she was just starting. But she was anxious about making him come under her touch. She sucked on the head, pulling away to lap at the tip a couple of times before relaxing her throat and attempting to take more of him in. 

“Shit, shit.” Sanghyuk cursed under his breath, his hips moving involuntarily against her. “You’re so good, babe...”

The term of endearment certainly hit something inside her, and she hummed around him, her hand stroking the part she couldn’t reach as she slowly slid up and down his dick. When she flattened her tongue around him, he grunted, voice hoarse, his hips once again pushing up. He let go of her hair then, grabbing at the sheets instead and cursing under his breath again. 

His hips ket moving, small aborted thrusts, trying to get his cock deeper into her mouth. He was close; she could tell but the way the muscles on his abdomen were tightening, and his breathing got uneven with every one of her moves. 

Looking up at him, Sanghyuk had his eyes on her, unfocused and dark. Without breaking eye contact, she hollowed her cheeks out and sucked, her head bobbing up and down his dick.

“I’m close.” He whispered, voice broken.

She hummed in response, keeping up with her moves, still trying to take more of him inside her mouth. Relaxing her throat once again, she sucked on the head before sliding down slowly, swallowing down and flattening her tongue around his cock again. 

When the tip hit the back of her throat, Sanghyuk grunted, loudly, before coming and filling her mouth. She choked, pulling back only a little and trying to swallow it all down, her hand pumping him steadily to help him ride his orgasm. He shuddered after a second, and she pulled away then, running her hands up and down his thighs, then up around his sides as she crawled towards him. 

“Holy fuck,” Sanghyuk exclaimed, voice hoarse.

She laughed a little, lying on top of him as he ran his hand through her hair, bringing her closer.

“I fucking loved that,” He commented as they kissed, his other hand resting on her hip.

She hummed as a thank you, darting out her tongue to taste his mouth. Sanghyuk was eager to keep going, holding her close and kissing her just as hungrily, trailing his hand down her side and resting it on her butt. Straddling his waist, she never broke the kiss, wrapping her arms around his neck to keep him close. 

She gasped when she felt the hand previously touching her butt now exploring between her legs, fingers skimming through the fabric of her panties. She was wet just from giving Sanghyuk head, her underwear was probably drenched by that point. When the tip of his fingers glided over her clothed clit, she couldn’t help but whine, pulling away from Sanghyuk’s lips.

He quickly rolled them over, so she was underneath him, looking into his eyes then. Part of Sanghyuk’s charm was how roguish he was; in that instant though, she realized that aspect of his personality showed up in every moment of his life. The look of his eyes was hungry and full of mischief, gleaming intensely when his hand slid inside her panties.

Feeling a bit small was inevitable when she was with him, her face was incredibly hot because of the way he was looking at her, like she was a piece of candy. She shut her eyes closed though, moaning, when his fingers started stroking her folds, pressing into her clit. 

Sanghyuk didn’t stop watching her with every move he made, experimentally gliding his fingers in circles or up and down, gauging at her reaction. She eyed him through hooded eyes, moving her hips a little every time he touched her how she liked it. 

“You like that?” He asked, after he pressed his fingers just right, and she moaned loudly, throwing her head back.

She didn’t trust her voice to answer, so she nodded hurriedly, wrapping her arms around his neck.

Finding the right rhythm, Sanghyuk kissed her hungrily as he stroked her clit with steady moves. He swallowed down all her noises, all the whines she let out, exploring her mouth with his tongue. Her legs jolted every time he pressed with his fingers against her, the pressure right, her hips moving against his hand.

His intentions were unwavering; she was scared she would even come sooner than she would have thought. Especially when he slid two fingers inside her.

“Sanghyuk,” Her voice was rasping, but she didn’t care. “Wait, I’m gonna-”

She couldn’t finish when he pumped his fingers in and out, pressing his thumb onto her clit. 

“Did you say something?”

She had her eyes closed, but she could almost see the teasing in his voice. 

“I’m gonna come if- If you don’t stop…” She murmured, grabbing his arm to somehow make him stop. “Asshole.”

Sanghyuk chuckled, kissing her once again. His hand never stopped moving though, not even when she squeezed his forearm rather hard.

“Just wanna get you ready, baby.”

Damn him, calling her baby under those circumstances should be prohibited. 

She gave up on warning him though, especially when he stroked her clit with his thumb, every possible thought she could have left her mind immediately. It was embarrassing, she was going to come at any second if he kept going; she could feel burning heat in her stomach spreading through her body rather quickly, as her legs digged into the mattress, and her hands gripped the sheets trying to find something to anchor herself. 

For a second she thought it was an illusion when Sanghyuk pulled his hand away, but soon enough she felt cold when he pushed his body away from hers. 

“Wha-”

“I have condoms.” 

Sanghyuk commented, words almost crashing, as he got off the bed and out of the bedroom. She was even going to tell him she had condoms in her drawer but by the moment oxygen reached her brain again and she was able to sit up, Sanghyuk was gone and back again in front of her.

Throwing the condom to the side, Sanghyuk went back to kissing her, almost crashing on top of her. He kissed her with intensity, not giving her time to breathe, and she adored it. Lying back on the bed, she reached between their bodies to wrap her fingers around his dick. Sanghyuk hummed; he was hard again already, and she really couldn’t wait anymore.

She adored him a lot. When his hands found her waist, caressing her skin, she wondered why she was scared at times when she clearly felt good when she was with him. He hadn’t given her a reason not to trust him during all those weeks she got to know him, why would it be any different then?

Breaking the kiss and pulling away, Sanghyuk sat up between her legs, both hands stroking her sides before removing her panties, discarding it to the side.

“You’re so gorgeous,” He commented, voice low.

She smiled, blushing a little as he helped her remove her bra as well. Sanghyuk rolled on the condom quickly, and she inhaled deeply, putting her hands on his arms and staring at him, bracing herself. He returned the same look in his eyes before holding her hips in place, and slowly easing himself inside of her.

Her breath got caught in her throat in an instant, and she had to close her eyes. He was big, she’d seen that, but still she wasn’t expecting the stretch to feel like that. It’s been a long time since she’s been with anyone at all, she might as well have been penetrated for the first time again.

When Sanghyuk cursed under his breath, she noticed how tight the grip on her hips was. She also realized she was digging her fingers on his arms, so she let go, running them up towards his shoulders and neck. He looked at her then before leaning in and kissing her rather shallow.

Sanghyuk moved, rolling his hips experimentally, and she couldn’t help the loud whine that escaped from her lips. When he did it again, she threw her head back, gasping for air.

“Is it okay?” Sanghyuk asked against her ear, voice breathy.

“Yeah…” She swallowed, clearing her throat. She knew she sounded like she was being tortured, but she couldn’t care that much in that moment. “Keep going.”

She wasn’t used to his size, but Sanghyuk shifted, moving in a bit closer and pulling out all the way before pushing back in carefully. His dick hit inside her, touching a sensitive spot then, and she felt the electricity of pleasure travel through her body. She moaned, her hands holding tight onto his shoulders, and Sanghyuk got the message.

His hips started moving with a steady pace, pulling out before thrusting back in, not hard but with enough force she was feeling it profoundly, and she moaned every time. The stretch was still aching but delightfully so, his cock so warm and filling her up so well, that burning pleasure slowly growing in her abdomen.

“Faster.” She reached for his lips, taking his face into her hands as she wrapped her legs around his waist to keep him closer.

Sanghyuk groaned, kissing her back sloppily, right before he thrust into her particularly rough.  She didn’t expect his hips to slam into her the way they did, and she quickly turned into a moaning mess. She was conscious she was digging her nails into his skin, but he was grunting against her lips, moving inside her deliciously hard. It must have been doing something for him as well.

It felt like they just started but the fact that he had his fingers pushed her close to orgasm before made her realize she probably wasn’t going to last long. It left her so sensitive, she could feel his cock, spreading her open and filling her up so nicely. She adored him so much, she couldn’t focus on anything else but Sanghyuk.

“I wanted this for so long…” Sanghyuk whispered suddenly into her skin, she barely even heard it.

“Wha-” He slammed into her hard, she whined, clinging onto him. “Sanghyuk, what…?”

He kissed her cheek, and she turned to look at him. His eyes were focused on her, soft look, as he slowed down the pace of his thrusts for a moment.

“Since the moment I saw you, I wanted you.”

She didn’t have the time to let the words sink in when Sanghyuk kissed her again, messy and wet, before he pulled away, sitting in between her legs. He put one of her legs up on his shoulders, securing it tight with firm grip, before he started moving his hips again.

“I want you so much.”

The change in angle hit differently, and she practically screamed when he slammed into her with deliberate force. She couldn’t really think; she wanted to move her hips, to somehow get even more of him in, but she couldn’t control her body.

The words he spoke never left her mind. I want you, he said. That resonated in her brain, and every time his cock hit inside her, she could hear his words. The squeaking noise of the bed with their every move, the wet sound of skin slapping against skin. It added to the sensation of ecstasy she was currently in. It was like she was in a different dimension, sensitive to every sound, every touch.

“I want you…” She murmured, her eyes fixed on his face. Sanghyuk looked at her through hooded eyes. “I always want you, Sanghyuk…”

Groaning, he held tight onto her before slamming his hips against hers.

The wind was completely knocked out of her. She was moaning, crying, whimpering, making every sound possible, it was probably embarrassing but she didn’t care at all. The burning knot in her tummy was growing tighter and tighter; she was going to come at any moment, she couldn’t delay it. She didn’t want to.

She tried to reach for him, for his hand, his body, anything that she could cling onto. Sanghyuk held one of her hands, but never slowed down, his cock sliding in and out.

“I’m gonna come…”

The grip on her leg got tighter, and he turned to look at her face.

“Sanghyuk, please, I-” She pleaded, not exactly sure what she was pleading for.

Sanghyuk stared at her, his eyes blown with want.

“I wanna see you come with my cock inside you.”

His voice was demanding; it sent chills up her spine.

She didn’t need much after that. With a stuttered moan, and only Sanghyuk in her mind, she came. Her orgasm felt like electricity passing through her, with her back arching, and her entire body quivering, toes curling.

By the groan that came out of Sanghyuk’s mouth, he must have felt it too, the way she pulsed around him. Luckily he still had a tight grip on her body or she wouldn’t have been able to keep up, but by the way his hips were moving, he seemed to be close to reaching his climax.

Sanghyuk was erratic, relentlessly hammering into her when he came, a loud grunt escaping his lips. She felt it inside her, the way his cock throbbed as he buried it deep, and she shuddered with aftershocks.

Letting go of his grip on her body, he practically collapsed on top of her, and both of them groaned at the same time. Sanghyuk was pretty heavy, and he was covering her entire body, it was even a little difficult to breathe. She didn’t care about any of that though, wrapping her arms around his waist to hold him close. 

With Sanghyuk’s face buried in her neck, he kissed her skin softly. She sighed, closing her eyes as he traced his lips towards her jaw. When they kissed, it was sweet and gentle, with his hand running through her hair soothingly.  

They both gasped simultaneously when Sanghyuk pulled out. She felt the emptiness, and she had no doubt she was going to be sore tomorrow as soon as she woke up. Rolling onto her stomach as Sanghyuk disposed of the condom, she stretched, sighing loudly. She still had that tingling sensation of the afterglow. 

Sanghyuk was there, hovering on top of her in a second, kissing her shoulder. 

“You were amazing,” He murmured into her neck, and she shuddered. 

“You too,” She replied, rolling on her side so as to face him

He planted a kiss on her lips again, brief and nice.

“Will you stay?” 

Her voice fainted, a little afraid he would say no. She really wanted him to stay. 

“Yeah, I’ll stay.”

Sanghyuk fell asleep rather quickly afterwards, and she stared at his face for a little while. She hoped, wondered, that they could sleep together like that for a long time, before drifting off.

*

She jolted, suddenly wide awake, when her phone rang the next morning. It wasn’t so early, or so it seemed by the way the light was coming in through her window curtain. Sanghyuk was sleeping peacefully right besides her, and she quickly reached for her phone so as not to wake him.

“Hello?” She coughed, clearing her throat.

“Hey, have you seen Sanghyuk?” She didn’t check who was calling, but she recognized Hakyeon’s voice right away.

“What?”

“I’ve been calling him, he was supposed to come to my dance class today, but he is really late.” He sounded really concerned, and she bit her lip. “He never misses a class, so I’m worried. I know he walked you home yesterday. ”

She opened her mouth to speak, but nothing came out. Should she tell him? She probably would have if Sanghyuk wasn’t sleeping right next to her, but she didn’t wanna seem too nosy. Then again, Hakyeon seemed really worried. It would be worse if she didn’t say anything.

It must have been less than ten seconds of silence before she heard Hakyeon sigh on the other side of the line. 

“He’s right there, isn’t he?”

“Uh…” She felt her face hotter than usual. There was no point in denying. “Yeah.”

“I wanna know everything. I’ll call you tomorrow.” 

It was dumb she had to worry about being nosy when Hakyeon was the unashamedly nosy one.

“Fine.”

“Please don’t let him miss another class.”

Hakyeon hung up right away, and she sighed loudly, putting the phone back in the night stand.

She jumped a little when she felt a hand creep up her waist from behind. 

“Sorry,” Sanghyuk said with a sleepy, raspy voice. 

She turned to look at him. His eyes were barely open, and he looked so soft; her heart fluttered in her chest. 

“It’s okay.”

“Can I ask who that was?”

“Hakyeon, he was worried about you.”

Sanghyuk opened his mouth to reply, but his eyes opened wide in less than a second. 

“Oh, fuck.” His hands went immediately to his face. “I had dance class today…”

“Yeah… Sorry I made you miss it.”

Sanghyuk sighed loudly before letting his arms flop to the side. He swiftly put one arm around her shoulders, bringing her closer. 

“It’s not your fault.” 

Feeling invited to cuddle, she wrapped one arm around his waist, nuzzling his neck. 

“Good morning,” She whispered against his neck, planting a kiss there.

“Morning to you too,” He replied, kissing the top of her head.

With a hand on her jaw, Sanghyuk turned her face towards his, kissing her lips. 

It was a simple kiss, just lips pressing together, but when Sanghyuk licked her lips, as if asking for permission, she knew. She knew he wanted more, and she wouldn’t in a million years, say no to him, because she wanted the same thing. So she kissed him back, caressing his tongue with hers until it turned hot and heavy.

When Sanghyuk grabbed her waist, pressing their bodies together, she gasped. He was hard already, his clothed erection pressing against her hip. And when he broke the kiss to suck at her neck, making her shudder, she was ready for more.

She spent a good amount of days thinking about Sanghyuk and wanting to be with him. She got the chance last night, but she was so greedy, still wanted so much more, wanted to be with him in every possible moment. She wasn’t going to waste the opportunity she had of having him fuck her brains out.

Pushing at his shoulders, she rolled them over until Sanghyuk was lying flat on the bed. He eyed her curiously when she sat up, and she couldn’t help but giggle when his eyes opened wide, staring unashamedly at her chest when she removed her shirt. When she pulled down her underwear, Sanghyuk almost fell off the bed trying to discard his boxers. Which made her laugh even more. So she got a pinch on her leg in return.

“Hey!” She complained, playfully, as she reached for the condoms on the bedside table’s drawer.

“You had condoms there, why didn’t you tell me yesterday?” He sounded genuinely offended, and he was pouting. Which made her melt a little inside.

“You practically ran to get yours,” She informed him, straddling his hips. “You didn’t give me a chance.”

To ensure she was wet enough and ready (and to tease him a little, too), she moved her hand between her legs, rubbing her folds before sliding two fingers in. Sanghyuk was looking at her with eyes like saucers, gaping when she pumped her fingers in and out. She moaned loudly, more for the show than for anything else, and it seemed to be working well for him, his eyes never leaving her body as he swallowed loudly.

Sanghyuk wrapped his fingers on his erection, stroking it slowly, and God, it was a sight to behold. A scene of them masturbating in front of each other crossed her mind, but she discarded it quickly. Maybe some other time. She wanted to have him inside her right then and there.

Withdrawing her fingers from between her legs and swatting his hand away from his dick, she made the quick work of sheathing him with the condom.

“So eager,” Sanghyuk commented, a touch smug.

“I want you so much,” She said, positioning herself over his cock. “Of course I’m eager.”

Holding him in place, she pressed back, rubbing the tip over her entrance before slowly sinking down onto his dick. Both of them moaned in unison, and she slumped forward, supporting herself with her hands on his chest.

“You feel incredible…” Sanghyuk panted, with his hands resting on her hips.

Closing her eyes in a frown, she breathed in, trying to take in the sensation of being stretched once again by Sanghyuk. The soreness she knew she was going to have that day was there. It was definitely aching, but in a wonderful way. She was savoring it, imprinting the feeling in her brain. She really wouldn’t mind at all doing it with Sanghyuk every day.

After taking a few moments to adjust herself, Sanghyuk cursed under his breath, voice strained. She leaned down, catching his lips in a brief kiss, before rolling her hips slowly.

“Shit,” He murmured against her lips.

Breaking the kiss, she sat up with her hands on his shoulders, and started grinding down in a steady, experimental pace. It was still new to have Sanghyuk inside of her, so she went slowly, trying to adapt herself to him and find the position to please herself more. And he let her move at her own speed, eyes trained on her face while she rolled her hips.

When she shifted, sitting back and changing the angle, Sanghyuk bucked up, and she couldn’t fight back the cry that escaped her lips. That was the perfect position. Not wanting to wait at all, she lifted her hips before sinking back down in one swift move. He groaned, low and breathless, holding onto her as she rocked her hips with deliberate purpose.

She looked at him in the eye as she started riding him. She had a privileged view from where she was, could see his defined body glowing, his abs tensing every time she dropped her hips down. Sanghyuk was incredibly gorgeous and hot, he filled her so well, made her feel so good. She felt truly lucky.

“You’re so good at riding my cock.” He said, eyes blown with desire.

She hummed, biting her lip, affected by his words when she felt heat building up rapidly in her tummy.

The moment Sanghyuk thrust up again, this time with calculated force and intent, she knew she was lost. She practically cried, digging her fingers onto his shoulders to hold onto something, anything. He was grabbing her hips though, taking full control in the moment she lost focus, and lifting her up only to push up as he pulled her hips down again.

She tried to somehow keep up with his moves, pushing her hips back down onto his dick, but his grip was strong enough to guide her every move and not let her move without his permission. She was, once again, at his mercy. And God, she loved it.

“I wanna fuck you every day,” Sanghyuk said, voice strained.

His words were another ingredient to her impending orgasm, and she moaned loudly, pushing her hips back onto his dick. He let go of his grip on her waist to reach for her chest, and she took the opportunity of going back to fully ride him. Sanghyuk grunted, pushing up to meet her hips, as his hands cupped her breasts, his thumbs brushing against her nipples. It sent electricity through her body.

“You’re so fucking hot.”

She stared at him through hooded eyes, panting and slumping forward. Sanghyuk stared back at her with surprisingly soft eyes given the circumstances. He slid his hands down again, reaching for her butt this time.

“My baby, my noona.”

Another cry slipped out from her lips when he grabbed her butt, as he went back to controlling her actions, making her move her hips to meet his.

“You’re gonna kill me…” She whimpered, squeezing her eyes shut.

“I don’t want that,” His voice was hoarse, but he seemed to know what his words were doing to her so he kept talking. “I wanna ask you out after this.”

The words he said sank into her mind quickly, but she couldn’t really think about it when Sanghyuk started slamming into her roughly.

She was going to come, she felt it in her way her stomach started tensing. She wanted to warn him, but she didn’t have one coherent thought in her mind, only scattered words, and she found herself grabbing at them.

“I love your cock, I want it inside me all the time,” She cried, back arching as Sanghyuk kept pushing into her. “Please, I’m all yours… I’m gonna-“

Words fell out of her mouth in a rush without thinking, but she didn’t care at all.

She came hard, completely breathless and speechless, seeing stars behind her eyes. Heat spreaded through her, and her body shuddered as her muscles tensed.

Sanghyuk groaned, fingers turning white as he held onto her, feeling the way she clenched around him with her orgasm. His moves were irregular, hips ramming into her, seeking his own release. It sent shocks through her, making her whimper, still sensitive from her own climax.

It was one of the hottest things she had ever seen when Sanghyuk came, face twisted with pleasure. He grunted, burying his cock deep inside her, and she felt it pulse, her body shivering with aftershocks. He pushed into her a couple of times, slowly, riding out his orgasm, before letting his body go limp, pulling her all the way down on top of him.

Completely satiated and spent, she wrapped her arms around his neck, resting her head on his shoulder. It took a little while for both of them to catch their breath, as she felt little puffs of air damp the skin on her shoulder before Sanghyuk was kissing her there. His hands, previously resting on her waist, also slide down towards her butt, stroking it softly.

“I don’t think I ever came so hard.” He commented, breaking the silence.

She chuckled, genuinely amused.

“I mean it.” Sanghyuk said, pressing another kiss on her neck.

She moved, pulling away from him and gasping as he slipped out from inside her. He shuddered, sitting up right away to dispose of the condom.

“I believe you,” She said, once Sanghyuk settled down next to her again, wrapping an arm around her shoulder to bring her close to him.

Both of them were sweaty, and it was a bit gross if she was honest, but she didn’t care. It was incredibly reassuring and comforting that he seemed to want to have her close after sex. She was aware of the things he said while they were going at it, but one of the few things she learnt from past relationships was to never trust what sometimes people might say while chasing an orgasm.

Which was ironic, because she did mean what she said. If she could have sex with him every day she would.

“Was it good for you?”

She blinked when Sanghyuk asked her that, in a very tiny voice.

“You did see me come, right?”

“Yeah, I did, but…” He sounded insecure for once, and she was a bit taken aback.

“I love it, Sanghyuk,” She pressed a kiss to his neck, reassuringly. “I meant everything I said.”

He beamed at her. Boy, she was going to melt.

Stroking his cheek, she kissed him, soft and sweet. And he returned it just the same, smiling against her lips.

“So, about what I said earlier…”

She looked at him, her hand still on his cheek.

“Can I ask you out?”

It did surprise her that he asked, and she must have looked surprised as well because his face turned slightly worried in a second.

“Yes! Yes, I’d like that.” She replied, trying to hold in her smile. She was pretty sure she failed.

“Do you wanna go out to brunch now then? If you don’t have any other plans...”

“No, no! I mean, I’m not busy, let’s go out!”

She really couldn’t hide the absolute joy she was feeling in that moment, especially when Sanghyuk leaned in to kiss her again, this time a little hotter and messier.

“There’s something I’ve been wanting to do since I met you,” She confessed, breaking the kiss. “And I feel like I’m allowed now.”

Sanghyuk looked at her with mischievous eyes, probably thinking she meant something sexual. She brought her index finger up however, near his face, and slowly and softly reached for his face.

Touching his nose was one of her life fulfilling moments. It was as cute as she thought it was going to be.

And when Sanghyuk started blushing up to his ears, it was even more fulfilling. 

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Chapter I / Chapter II / Chapter III

PAIRING: Hyuk/OC RATING: Explicit WARNINGS: Office AU. WORDCOUNT: 4195

Notes: AH YEAH SMUT THIS TIME! not full on smut, but smut. Next chapter is the last one. Enjoy guys! 

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omg v i cannot believe i have to wait until next week for chap 4 (and hopefully more smut i need hyuk's dick) chap 3 was really hot 🥵🔥

you’ll appreciate the wait once you see the last chapter, trust me on this, it’s the longest chapter and 90% smut 😏

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Chapter I / Chapter II / Chapter III

PAIRING: Hyuk/OC RATING: Explicit WARNINGS: Office AU. WORDCOUNT: 4195

Notes: AH YEAH SMUT THIS TIME! not full on smut, but smut. Next chapter is the last one. Enjoy guys! 

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By Monday, she was a bundle of nerves. It was hard not to overthink during the weekend. They did say they liked each other, and the kisses were so good she couldn’t stop thinking about it. He also kept texting her during the weekend, at some point during the day.

She was, however, a bit insecure about Sanghyuk still. She tried not to let it show too much, but by Monday she was still anxious.

He wasn’t there when she arrived. Somehow that was a relief.

Taking a deep breath, she settled in her office, taking off her coat and taking out her phone to check her messages. She looked out the window; it was really sunny that day and a little cool so she opened the window to let in some fresh air. 

She didn’t want to keep going over everything that happened too much, she was already nervous as it was, so she tried inhaling and exhaling slowly and deeply to calm herself down. Everything was going to be fine, it was Sanghyuk after all, he hadn’t given her a reason not to trust him.

Lost in her thoughts as she was, she didn’t hear Sanghyuk coming up behind her. She just felt when he suddenly grabbed her hand and spinned her around. She yelped, surprised at the sudden movement until she was face to face with Sanghyuk, who was holding her waist and pressing their bodies together, and at that point she started blushing, with her heart in her chest beating way too fast to be considered healthy.

“Hey.” He said with a smirk, a touch smug.

“Hey…” Her voice was a bit sore, so she cleared her throat a bit before speaking again. “You scared me.”

“Did I?” He faked concern, but it was obvious he was amused about everything. “It wasn’t my intention.”

“What was the intention then?” She raised an eyebrow.

“Surprise you.”

She couldn’t reply when he leaned in and kissed her cheek.

“And to give you that.”

God damn it, she wanted to keep him.

She was hoping to get more kisses, and by the way he was also looking at her, he probably had the same thing in mind. The phone interrupted them once again, making her jolt, and Sanghyuk looking less amused and more annoyed. She was starting to hate having a phone in the first place. 

Sanghyuk pulled away reluctantly and jogged to his desk to pick up the phone. 

“It’s HR, they wanna see you.”

She froze for a second, until she remembered the report she made the previous week. 

“I’ll be there right now.”

After conveying the message, Sanghyuk hung up. She started walking out of her office in a second, Sanghyuk following closely right after.

She was a bit nervous, but they told Jieun they would dismiss the guy. There wasn’t anything to worry about.

He must have sensed her anxiety, because when they arrived at HR and she was about to walk in to talk to the director alone, he patted her shoulder softly.

Jieun was right; they were dismissing that guy. They told her they couldn’t have two women in charge be harassed by anyone. She silently wondered if they could have any women actually be harassed, but she didn’t comment on that. 

“Your assistant, Han Sanghyuk.” She raised both eyebrows, when the director mentioned him. “He was really helpful. He seemed to have noticed everything right away.”

“That’s what I know.” She commented, not sure what else to say. 

“He didn’t want to damage your reputation.”

She looked at him, confused. 

“That’s what he said when I asked him why he didn’t report him earlier.”

Oh. She never really considered that.

She didn’t care about her reputation, she barely had one. But thinking about, it would look really bad to have someone flirt with her constantly, especially if they worked with her.

Touched, she bowed politely once the conversation was over before walking out. 

Sanghyuk was still there, sitting on a chair and shaking his leg. She smiled softly when he stood up as soon as he saw her.

“I heard something nice about you.” She commented once they were back at her office, checking to see if there was anyone close by before speaking.

“You did?”

“Yes.” She couldn’t help the smile on her face and how big it was when she slowly got closer to him.

“Whatever it was, I meant it.” He was grinning as well, but with a more playful look in his eyes.

She bit her lip when he slid his hand up her cheek before tugging her hair behind her ear. 

She hated it was Monday and there was work to do when all she wanted was look at him and kiss him and maybe even do more than that. 

They couldn’t stop stealing glances at each other throughout the day. It seemed that they couldn’t get a minute alone the entire day and she was upset, it was like the world was conspiring somehow.

When they left at the end of the day (finally), Sanghyuk put his arm around her shoulder almost as soon as they walked away from the building. She looked at him with wide eyes, then over her shoulder to see if anyone saw. 

“What are you doing?” She whispered, a little embarrassed.

“Just walking you home,” He was trying really hard not to even smile and look cool, but he wasn’t doing a good job.

She actually didn’t mind. They got to kiss when they reached her place, and it still felt like the first time once again; she wondered if it ever would feel any different. Hopefully it wouldn’t.

Sanghyuk tried to kiss her the next day just when she walked into the office, but she had to stop him, knowing well someone was walking into the office next door. The look on his face made her feel a little bad, but she pecked his lips once she made sure no one was going to walk in. 

It wasn’t her intention to make him feel bad, but he probably didn’t know. 

“It’s really not well looked upon to date a coworker.”

“But I’m not really a coworker.” He blinked.

“Don’t try to be smart.” She glared at him, and he broke into a smile. 

“Is it like, part of the rules of this company?”

“Well no…” 

“What is it, then?” Sanghyuk asked, confused.

“It’s just… frown upon…” She thought about it for a minute so to explain it better. “I think they are worried about abuse of power, especially when it’s lower ranges.”

He seemed to be thinking about it for a while before saying anything.

“So the problem would be if they see us.”

“I guess. It would be bad if someone were to find I’m fooling around with my assistant.”

He opened his mouth to say something, but quickly closed it, frowning. He spoke again after a moment.

“If someone were to find? The issue is getting caught?”

“Yes?” She blinked, he was basically repeating the same thing he already said before.

“Then,” Sanghyuk grinned mischievously. “We won’t.”

That smile sent chills down her spine. She gulped and said nothing. 

He was testing his luck when they walked out the building that day and they took just three steps away from the main entrance, before he pinched her butt. She turned to look at him, scandalized and covering her behind as her face turned red. Sanghyuk acted as if nothing had happened, and a small smile started tugging at his lips a few seconds later.

“Did you hear anything I just said earlier?”

“I didn’t do anything.”

She wanted to play and act mad, but she couldn’t when he started smiling. It was going to be hard hiding from everyone.

In any case it was starting to get fun, like a game of if they would get caught or not. She didn’t dare to do more than just a peck on the lips when they were in the office. But Sanghyuk noticed what she was doing, and he played around more than he should be allowed.

He walked into her office one day, and she looked at him curiously, expecting him to tell her something work-related, but he quickly walked towards her and grabbed her by the waist. She didn’t push him away or tell him to stop, she didn’t want to; but he never reached for her lips.

Sanghyuk only got close enough to press his lips to her cheek in an almost kiss, before dragging his lips down her jaw and stopping at her throat. She inhaled sharply, too stunned to push him away. She didn’t want him to stop, really, she wanted to know how far he was going to go, and how good it would feel.

His lips pressed against her neck before he softly scraped her skin with his teeth. She didn’t try to hide the moan that spilled from her mouth, and he seemed pleasantly surprised by her response. He bit down her neck and sucked; he was trying to leave a mark. And she wanted him to. She gasped when he repeated his previous play on the same spot, before he slid his tongue over her skin to soothe it. 

She tried to kiss him when he pulled away, but he dodged her lips swiftly, and stepped away, turning around to leave.

“What?!” She almost yelled, not really understanding what just happened. “What- Where are you going?!”

“Back to work.”

“But-”

“I’m sorry, you said we shouldn’t get caught.”

He didn’t say anything else before he actually walked out, and she couldn’t believe what just happened.

She couldn’t outsmart him in his teasing. She was still rather shy about initiating anything, but Sanghyuk seemed confident in himself and his effect on her, which he had every right to be because he did affect her quite easily. And he was getting bolder once he realized she basically was open to anything. She wouldn’t deny it, she would throw herself to a volcano if that tickled his pickle.

But he was going to pay her back, she’d figure it out somehow.

*

Hakyeon walked right into her office a couple of minutes before lunch time, just after she had dismissed Sanghyuk so he could have lunch earlier, and she eyed him curiously, wondering why he would let himself in so unceremoniously.

“Taekwoon told me he saw you and Sanghyuk.”

Her eyes opened, wide open, when those words settled in her brain. Saw them? Where? And what exactly were they doing?

“Um…” She tried to find the right words so she wouldn’t incriminate herself. “What?”

“He saw you two,” He replied, completely serious. “He told me Sanghyuk touched your ass?”

Shit. She covered her face with her hands as soon as she heard that, completely embarrassed that someone actually saw that. Especially Taekwoon. God knew the dude couldn’t keep any secret to himself.

“Hakyeon, I-”

“What’s going?” 

“I didn’t want to tell you yet, because I don’t know exactly what’s going on.” She replied, sincerely.

“What?” He looked more confused than ever. “Are you sleeping with him?”

“No, no! No-” She knew she wasn’t sleeping with him, but she might as well be because that’s where everything was leading towards. “We’re not sleeping together.”

He looked at her, expectantly. She sighed, gesturing for him to sit down.

“We kissed. We still just kiss.”

Hakyeon raised an eyebrow. 

“I swear. We just kissed.” She blushed. “It’s not like I don’t want to do more.”

“Must he have his hands on you at all times then?” He sighed, exasperated. “Remember that your jobs are at risk here.”

“I know, he was just playing…”

“With your butt?”

“Hey, you must play with Taekwoon’s butt all the time!” She fired back, as Hakyeon turned completely red. “Or he must play with yours, I don’t know how it is.”

“Don’t make this about me.” He tried rerouting the conversation back to her, totally ashamed. “Seriously though, what’s going on between you two?”

She looked down, flustered. 

“We like each other. At least he told me he likes me.” Her cheeks were hot, she imagined she must have been flushing profoundly. “I don’t really know what we are, to be honest.”

“He seems really interested in something more than just physical contact though.” He commented, looking at her fondly. “He walks you home every day, right?”

“I guess.”

She didn’t want to get her hopes up. Sanghyuk said he liked her, but they never talked more about whatever was going on. If she was honest, she was afraid he only wanted to just fool around, and nothing more. She didn’t want to be the one to bring up all those questions, so she settled with just enjoying what they were going through at that moment. It was still fun on its own.

“Just talk to him.” Hakyeon advised her, with a soft smile. “He seems to really like you.”

She returned his smile. She really adored him.

“You might want to cover that hickey you have on your neck, by the way.” He commented as he stood up and walked out of her office.

Blushing, she covered her neck with her hand, quickly going through her bag to find her foundation. 

Sanghyuk walked in, over an hour later, while she was standing in front of her desk, trying to tidy up her paperwork, but as soon as she felt his presence, she blurted out.

“Hakyeon knows.”

He stopped in his tracks, looking at her with wide eyes. She didn’t even have the chance to really see him, so she started blushing when she noticed he was wearing his workout clothes, with that incredibly deeply cut shirt. 

“He does?” He asked, voice emotionless. 

“Yeah…” She cleared her throat, blinking a few times and trying to only look at him in the eye. “Yeah, he came in earlier. Taekwoon saw us the other day.”

“He did?”

“Yes! He saw you touching my butt!” 

“Really?” He smiled, cocky.

“Yes!” She looked at him, questioning. “Why are you so calm about this?”

“It’s Taekwoon.” He replied, finally moving and walking closer towards her. “He will only tell Hakyeon-hyung about it.”

She frowned. He was right, Taekwoon wouldn’t snitch on them. But she was still a little worried someone else might have seen.

Any thought she could have had after that went out the window when Sanghyuk closed the space between them, wrapping an arm around her shoulder and pressing her against his body. It was like colliding with a wall, her hands bracing her and she got to touch his chest, which was stronger than she expected. 

“Don’t worry,” He said, voice low. “We’ll be careful.”

“Do you know the meaning of that word?” She raised an eyebrow.

He didn’t answer. He leaned in and kissed her, sweet and hot, and she should have expected it, but she still melted a little inside. 

It was so brief, she barely got around to cup his face when he pulled away. She eyed him, confused, when he went to the door, and locked it. He lingered a little longer before turning to her, with a devious smile. 

Her face was completely hot, and she couldn’t help but gulp when he looked at her like that. When he approached her again, she considered asking him what was on his mind, yet at the same time, she was thrilled and only wanted to be surprised. 

Sanghyuk put his hands on her hips and pressed his body against hers. She wrapped her arms around his neck when he kissed her, almost on instinct, like they belonged there, the only thing in her mind was having him close to her. It was gentle at first, just his lips slowly gliding over hers. His grip on her hips got tighter though, and she hummed, delighted, when he squeezed her flesh.

It was really hard to be in that position, pressed up against Sanghyuk’s body, and not feel heat rapidly blooming in her lower stomach. Especially when he bit her bottom lip, softly tugging at it. She moaned as he trailed his lips downwards, caressing her cheek then settling on her neck to nip at her skin. 

His actions had a purpose, and she noticed when he kept moving his hands up and down her sides, and pushing her body more towards the desk. She had to let go of his neck to support herself so she wouldn’t lose balance, her hands gripping the edge of the desk. 

She looked at him curiously when he pulled away again suddenly, and started taking off some of the stuff on her desk to the chair that was right beside them. Sanghyuk was trying to make space there for her to sit down somehow, and once she realized that she couldn’t help but giggle, covering her mouth with her hand. He eyed her once he got rid of most of the stuff, blushing a little. She never thought she would see him flush, it was incredibly adorable.

She yelped, surprised, when Sanghyuk picked her up and sat her down on the desk. He seemed totally pleased with the noise she made, smiling when he kissed her again. He was rough this time, all teeth and tongue, his hands resting on her thighs now as she spread them to make room for his body to settle in between them.

She couldn’t believe they were so blatantly making out like that in her office. Moreover, she didn’t care at all. She didn’t remember the last time she was so needy for someone. But all she could focus on was Sanghyuk, and his lips, and his body, and how much she wanted him.

Too distracted with Sanghyuk kissing her, she didn’t notice one of his hands sneaking over her skirt and between her legs until he pressed his palm over her panties. She moaned, loudly, breaking the kiss to look at him.

“Is this okay?” He whispered, staring back at her with soft eyes.

She didn’t believe he was actually asking her that, she appreciated the intention. She was obviously more than okay with whatever he wanted to do, so she nodded, bringing him for more kissing, hoping that was enough answer. 

Sanghyuk seemed to understand, pressing the palm of his hand again between her legs. She whined into his mouth, and he gladly swallowed down all the noises she was making while he worked her up. Every move of his hand had deliberate pressure, moving slowly in circles over her clothed core and making her legs twitch.

He pulled away, pushing her skirt all the way up. He stared deep into her eyes, gauging her reaction, when he hooked his fingers on her panties to drag them down. She could feel her face blushing under his gaze, a little embarrassed that he was paying so much attention to her response. When she didn’t say no, Sanghyuk took off her underwear, discarding it on the chair. 

It was a little awkward to be in that position, she wouldn’t feel like that if they were to be on a bed. But she was self conscious, knowing everything looked different when she was sitting up, and she knew Sanghyuk must have been really ripped underneath all his clothes. He didn’t comment on anything though, and she was relieved, trying to at least focus on what was currently about to happen.

He settled his hand where it previously was, this time pressing his thumb over her clit. She couldn’t help the moan that escaped her lips, loud and unashamed, when he started drawing circles.

“Shhh, baby,” Sanghyuk murmured with a smirk adorning his face. “You don’t want anyone to hear, do you?”

Damn him. She didn’t have it in her to reply, at least not when he was caressing her between her legs. 

Covering her mouth with her hand, she closed her eyes as he kept on teasing her with his fingers. He started mouthing at her neck, holding her close while rubbing her clit. She held tight onto him, trying to somehow anchor herself and not let her body fall on the desk when the heat between her legs started pulsing.

Sanghyuk pulled away from her again, and she inevitably leaned back all the way on the desk, gasping when she landed. He smiled at her, cocky, and he grabbed her legs, pressing kisses to her knees, before kneeling down in front of her. She couldn’t hide her embarrassment at that moment, knowing well her face must have been red not only from the teasing, but now because Sanghyuk was basically face to face with her entrance. 

He stared at her, eyes dark, when he leaned in and stroked her folds with his tongue.

“Oh, fuck!” There was no way she could keep quiet, not when they were having sex (kind of) for the first time, and in her office of all places.

It seemed like an illusion they were doing that, at her office, in the middle of the day. For a second she thought she might be dreaming, it was still unbelievable they were even an item. But the moment Sanghyuk kissed her clit, she couldn’t think about anything anymore. Only him, and how good it felt what he was doing.

He pressed his thumb to her clit again, as he kept working on her entrance with his tongue; and she might as well lose her mind. He only started touching her for what felt like a few seconds, she knew it was longer than that; but she could feel that knot in her tummy getting tighter and hotter, her orgasm feeling just around the corner. 

Sanghyuk hummed as he kept licking her, his finger softly rubbing her. She really tried to muffle any kind of sound she might be making with her hand, she knew she was failing, muted moans spilling every now and then. He made a pleased noise, eyeing her intensely from between her legs. 

Her legs twitched with every one of his moves, and her stomach started tensing; she knew she was going to come soon. That seemed to be his purpose, keeping a steady pace of his finger and his tongue. 

“Sanghyuk, I’m-” She tried to warn him, but her voice was broken, it was like she couldn’t find the words, any words, her brain too flooded with pleasure to even finish an idea. 

He seemed to understand, his eyes still fixing on hers. With measured purpose, he lapped at her clit a couple of times before sealing his lips over it and sucking. 

That was all she needed before she let go. Closing her eyes tight, she could only see stars, and her entire body trembled, pleasure spreading through. Sanghyuk kept kissing her through her climax, and she moved her hips towards his face, riding her orgasm and whining after a few seconds, feeling a little overstimulated. 

With her eyes closed, she let her arms and legs fall, completely spent. She could feel Sanghyuk pressing kisses to her thighs, his hands holding her legs up and squeezing her skin softly. She opened her eyes when he was just above her, hovering over her body, his hand stroking her cheek and pushing her hair back.

Sanghyuk kissed her gently before she could even think of anything to say. He just pressed his lips against hers, but she felt all warm inside her chest, like she could melt and turn into a puddle of goo.

She figured he must have been hard as well, and she confirmed it when he pressed closer, and she felt his erection through his clothes, pressed against her leg. Wrapping one arm around his neck, still kissing him softly, she trailed her other hand between their bodies. 

She was surprised though, when Sanghyuk grabbed her wrist, and pushed it gently over her head, intertwining their fingers together. 

“But-” She started, confused.

“Don’t worry,” He commented, still pressing kisses to her lips. “This wasn’t for me.”

She didn’t complain, especially when he trailed his lips over her cheek and down her jaw. Somehow, she would have argued more, but he seemed okay and sincere with his decision when he pulled away and helped her sit up. 

In that second she could only focus on how much she adored him, his hair dishevelled and face flushed was beyond endearing. Sanghyuk picked up her underwear and he slid it up her legs as she stood up to make it easier for him, helping her put her skirt in place after he was done. 

She pulled him into a kiss, bringing him closer by the shirt, and he made a surprised noise. It was a greedy kiss, but she very much tried to transmit her adoration, wrapping her arms around his neck to keep him close. She smiled, really happy, when he put his hands on her waist and started kissing her with even more passion than she did.

“Come to my place later?” She asked, quietly.

He seemed startled, looking into her eyes intensely for a hot minute.

“Okay.”