📼SYNOPSIS: all it ever took for heeseung was just one call from you, just like it was one question that ruined it all
📼GENRE: smut, angst at the end
📼WARNINGS: fwb-ish relationship, cheating, degradation, slapping (i guess?), oral, face sitting, cum eating
📼WORD COUNT: ~2k words
explicit content under the cut!
whenever you asked heeseung if he could come over, you promised yourself that it to be the last time and end whatever you had going on between you two afterwards. and you always did, yet it always ended with the same result — with you calling again after some time to make the bed shake and the air get steamy.
with his remarkable knowledge of all your weak spots he always managed to get you more and more addicted to him, and most importantly, make you feel way better than your boyfriend ever could.
how could he though? he didn’t know you that much and didn’t really seem interested. while heeseung, being your longtime friend, knew all your dreams, desires, and other fantasies even you were embarrassed about. he never judged you for them and just let you experiment with everything. he was not only the first guy you had sex with, but also the first to hold your hand, first to kiss you, and first to have a slow dance with you. your every possible romantic experience included heeseung, making everybody confused about how on earth you kept calling each other friends.
“y/n” he answered after a few signals. “what’s up?” he asked, knowing damn well what’s up.
“do you want to come over?” you asked almost in a sigh. “he’s gone.”
he remained silent for a second or two, only to let out a soft chuckle. “need me that much?”
“stop this and come here finally, you asshole,” you scoffed and smiled at his cockiness.
it didn’t take him long to knock on your door, thanks to the close distance between your homes. you ran up to them and opened them, revealing your best friend. he wore his usual jeans along with the jacket you chose for him on your regular shopping hangouts.
“how much time do we have?” he asked, just like always.
“not long,” you said quickly, pulling him inside.
the sound of you shutting the door behind him was followed by your body slamming against them. your lips found their way towards each other in a sloppy kiss. he placed his right hand on your waist and cupped your face with the left one. your tongues hungrily explored your mouths while your hands were busy taking off clothes. you felt him smile against your lips the moment you swiftly started to unbuckle his belt, yet he stopped you. you pulled away from him, confused.
“i thought you said that we can’t do this anymore,” he asked teasingly, looking at you from above.
you smiled coquettishly, leaning in. “you know i didn’t mean it,” you whispered and left feathery pecks on his earlobe and neck, making a slightly shaky breath escape his lips.
“does that mean you’re not going to say the same thing tonight?” your hands traveled down to his belt once again, but this time he didn’t stop your actions and just enjoyed the sight of you getting on your knees in front of him. you kept intense eye contact, just like he liked, and pulled his jeans entirely down, leaving his clothed hardness on full display.
“how do you think?” you asked and left little kisses on the fabric of his boxers. he was about to answer you but sucked air inside as you palmed him through the thin material.
“my little slut wants everybody to hear you gagging on me?” he managed to ask, petting your cheek and giving it a little slap. your little whimper at the stinging touch made him twitch, now painfully hard from your teasing. “answer me.” kicking away his trousers he took a step forward, making you stumble, your back meeting with the cold surface of your doors.
you nodded eagerly, tugging on the band of his boxers, and sent him a questioning look.
“my obedient pup,” he cooed and brushed lone strands of your hair behind your head and pushed it lightly towards his crotch. “do whatever you want, baby.”
that was all it took you to pull his last piece of garment down, revealing his dick, its tip glistening with a hot precum.
“enjoying the view?” he asked, making you realize you’ve been staring at him for a little too long. “must’ve missed me, huh?”
you nodded again with a pout. his hand traveled from your cheek to your mouth and pushed his long fingers as soon as you opened your lips.
“show me how you’re gonna suck me off. show me what that mouth does, slut.”
with closed eyes you gave yourself up to the suction of his two fingers, wishing it was his cock instead. your movements got quicker and more sloppy, saliva dripping out of your mouth and coating his digits.
the shameless sounds of slurping and moaning you kept making, made him want nothing more but your throat hugging his length tightly. without any word, he pulled his fingers out and didn’t waste time to replace them with his dick. at first, you gagged on it, poking the back of your throat, but still managed to hollow your cheeks and began to move further to his base. your movements just like on his fingers, at first slow and sensual, got greedy and sloppy in no time, too impatient to savor. your hands wandering up and down his thighs only added to the pleasure but also the desire to fuck your throat mercilessly. yet he held back from doing so, keeping the promise to let you do whatever you wanted tonight. though you fondling with his balls made it harder than he expected.
looking up you noticed his head falling backwards in pleasure. soon his hips began to buck against you, making it obvious of his incoming climax. you kept the pace and intensity and watched his reaction. he faced you again, mouth agape and eyes dark.
“you better not waste a drop of my cum, baby,” he said in a warning tone, preparing you for the hot load of his seeds that soon dripped down your throat.
licking him clean you topped it with an obnoxious pop. you were about to tease him more but you got interrupted. his palm squeezed tightly on your chin and motioned you to stand up, only to push your form against the door again. his lips attached to your sweet spot — the nape of your neck and your eyes rolled back. pulling away for a second to take off your top he continued to leave wet and purple marks on your delicate skin. he proceeded to unclasp your bra with ease and began to fondle your breasts.
“hee,” you whimpered at the feeling of his thigh at your crotch. “i thought you would let me do anything?”
“you also said we don’t have much time, yeah?” he tilted his head, eyes dark and needy. his breath continuously fanning your skin made you go crazy, drunk in his gaze and presence. you wanted nothing more but for this moment to last forever.
you nodded in response and yelped as he lifted you by your thighs. slowly he made his way to your bedroom, eyes not leaving yours, since he knew the way well at this point. instead of putting you on the bed and hovering above you like usual, he sat at the edge of your mattress, you sitting on his lap. his fingers traveled to your crotch, smiling at the wet patch on the fabric of your panties he whispered into your ear: “let me make you feel good.”
you let out an airy chuckle and answered in a whisper too: “you always make me feel good.”
you left his lap only for a second to get rid of the rest of your attire, only to climb onto him again and push him lightly on the mattress. with a cocky smirk, he watched you straddle first his waist and then his head. your glistening folds right in front of his eyes made him pull you downwards, sitting on his face completely. his hot breath sent shivers to your core and before you could say anything he started leaving feathery kisses on your clit. subconsciously you let out a long whine tugging at his hair. his hands found their way to your ass and gave them good squeezes and slaps now and then. your eyes kept on rolling back with every movement of his tongue that now did wonders on your pussy, right where you needed him the most. your eyes met with a picture of you and your boyfriend that you kept on your nightstand as a reminder to moan the right name whenever you didn’t cheat. but now it was rather redundant and even unwanted, so you quickly laid it, photo facing the wooden surface. you closed your eyes, smiling blissfully, and started to move your hips against heeseung’s mouth. he always gave you his everything, now eating you out so good. feeling how the knot in your stomach threatened to untie you took a firm hold of his head with your both hands to hold it in one place as your hip movements became more merciless. with a long moan, you came all over his face. he licked you clean and helped you lay down next to him
“why are you even with him?” he asked all of a sudden.
you felt how your heart stopped and jumped all the way to your throat, making it hard to breathe, especially in the moment you needed it the most.
“what?” you panted, confused to what his question was supposed to lead up to.
“why are you even with him, when he clearly can’t satisfy you?” his stare was nowhere near his usual look full of care and warmth. it made you nervous, even though you expected it to finally happen. “does he even love you? do you love him?” his words hurt not your feelings but pride.
“what do you even know, heeseung. you’re not part of my relationship so how dare you speak about it?” you scoffed and sat up, starting to pick up your clothes that were currently scattered across the room.
“i started to be part of it the moment you called me over, and didn’t even tell me you had a boyfriend. the moment you started cheating on him.”
“oh, you’re not going to give me mortality lectures.” you shook your head vigorously and pulled up your shorts. “you know why? you’re wrong about my relationship, we love each other and you heeseung, you’re just the other man, nothing less, and nothing more.”
the silence made you face him. his expression stayed the same. a light chuckle escaped his mouth. “then find yourself somebody else to be your other man, y/n.”
he took his time getting dressed without sparing you a single glance, while you started to regret what you’d done. wasting your longtime friendship just because your lack of feelings for your boyfriend got rightfully called out seemed stupid, even completely puzzling.
but he knew he was right. if he wasn’t you wouldn’t call him whenever your boyfriend was out of the town or even two blocks away, hanging out with his friends. deep down in your subconsciousness, you knew that too, but with your ego completely howling your sanity down it was pretty hard to realize why you always called particularly heeseung.
even when he closed the door to your apartment behind him, and somehow put everything you two had to an end, didn’t make you stand up and run to him, despite your strong urge to do so. instead, you just laid back down, facing the empty spot he left in your bed. his scent still hovered over your bedroom, just like a few wet spots on your skin of his kisses. reaching for his pillow you hugged it tightly and let yourself cry.
it’s really the end. he’s gone.
a/n sorry i kinda lost interest in it so some parts may be a little rushed and some things escalated quickly but yeah :) enjoy
bf!hyungline x fem!reader / implications of sex, crying / mlist
explicit content under the cut!
˗ˏˋlee heeseungˊˎ˗
as soon as he hears the word come from your mouth he stops his movements almost immediately. scanning your features he reached to cup your cheek. he didn’t dare to move nor say anything, scared he might hurt you even more. waiting for any move from you, he finally saw how you opened your eyes. you patted a spot next to you and he followed quickly. you nestled against him quickly, smelling his scent and seeking comfort in his touch. now he didn’t hesitate to rub your back and leave tons of soft kisses on your forehead. regretting putting you into such an uncomfortable state to say it he asked you what to not do in the future.
˗ˏˋpark jongseongˊˎ˗
regret of not stopping earlier flooded his mind and he couldn’t stop thinking of the way your voice cracked when saying it. it’s all that took him to pull out gently and engulf you in a warm hug. he could sense something was off about you and your reactions to his actions, so why didn’t he just stop? questions like that raced with guilt and sadness of seeing your state. “i’m so sorry, my love,” he mumbled against your lips and kissed them dearly. the last thing he wanted was to hurt you and he knew he screwed this time. all he wants is to bring you pleasure.
˗ˏˋsim jaeyunˊˎ˗
at first he didn’t know if he heard you right, or if he misheard the word you used. his thrusts became more sloppy and after he realized you said it they stopped swiftly. “baby,” he cooed seeing how you struggled to take a breath in. “baby, look at me,” he said softly. “try to breathe with me.” he patiently instructed you and his eyes never left yours looking for answers to what made you scream your safe word. too immersed by his pleasure and desire to edge you, he didn’t realize how overstimulated and sensitive you got. overthinking this whole situation a thought of you being scared of him crossed his mind but he tried to brush it off, focusing on bringing you comfort.
˗ˏˋpark sunghoonˊˎ˗
realizing the tears that stained your whole face and pillows under your head weren’t caused by pleasure but pain or too immense overstimulation he pulled out of you carefully and watched you, still hovering over your form. your cries were louder with every second and he could swear he heard his heart shattered into million pieces. he watched as your breathing got more uneven and eyes closed shut with tears streaming from under your eyelids. not being able to bear the sight of you breaking down in front of him when his duty is to bring you love and pleasure, he cradled you in between your arms and waited for your any response. you wrapped your arms around his neck bringing him closer, finding comfort in his radiating warmth.
bf!sunghoon x fem!reader / oral (m. receiving) / mlist
explicit content under the cut!
without muttering a single word, sunghoon dragged you to the nearest dressing room and locked the door behind him. in the faint light of a lamp in the corner of the room you could see two things pretty clearly - the dripping sweat on his forehead from heavy choreo and burning passion in his eyes.
as quickly as he pushed you in a room he connected your lips in a passionate kiss, holding you in place by cupping your cheeks. all the cheers from the arena seemed to be quiet now, the only audible thing was his soft hums and wet kisses left on your upper lip. you could taste the saltiness of his sweat but also the sweetness of his lips on yours. just when you got immersed in the kiss he pulled away slightly, his lips brushing yours as he said: “please, help me princess.”
he tried to put on his best pleading look, yet he failed looking nothing more but demanding. without more ado, you got on your knees and got rid of his pants and boxers. his hard cock sprung free straight against your face, startling you. you pumped him a few times and he groaned.
“we don’t have much time, baby. suck on it,” he muttered and put his hand on the back of your head, pushing it lightly towards his length.
you nodded and with a long lick on his shaft, you pushed it down your throat and started bobbing your head. he added another hand to control your movements better, quickening and harshening them. with tears forming in your eyes you held his thighs for support and choked on him.
“my obedient pup, taking me so well.” he caressed your cheek lovingly, continuing to ruin your throat with his dick. he kept his pace for a while and with closed eyes soon said: “i’m so close, keep going.”
his grip got lighter and you could feel his body relax and his seeds going down your throat. you pumped him a few times while your lips were still around his tip. he held your chin, motioning you to stand back up. “my good girl,” he said with a smirk, smearing the rest of his cum around your mouth. “can’t wait to ruin you at home.”
bf!soobin x fem!reader / a little tipsy soob, oral (f. receiving) / a/n first txt fic! let me know if i should write more for them or stick to enha! / mlist
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doing some final touches to your night routine you took off a headband that kept your hair off your face and massaged your temples. with slow steps, you went to your bedroom and sighed at the sight of the clock. it was nearly 2 am, yet you were still alone, unusual for ordinary nights. soobin was out tonight, celebrating the end of promotions with his fellow bandmates. you didn’t expect him to come home early, but somehow you heard the front door open and a few clumsy footsteps. interested in his sudden appearance at home you wanted to meet him in the hallway to potentially help him when he opened the door to your shared bedroom.
“my baby.” his expression softened at your sight and pulled you in his arms. the smell of his perfume got mixed with scents of barbecue and soju, though you didn’t complain, since tipsy soobin was one of your favorites. “next time you’re coming with us,” he said and pulled you in a kiss, letting you not only smell the alcohol but also taste it.
“okay, let’s get you ready to bed,” you said after freeing yourself from him, and with a few whines he followed you to the bathroom. after helping him to get changed and remove the rest of his makeup from the last shooting, you went back to bed, waiting for him to finish brushing his teeth. soon he appeared in your bedroom once again, closing the door behind him. the next thing you knew was how his giant body landed on yours, crushing you in a tight hug.
“soob,” you started but he shut you up with a deep kiss, exploring your mouth with his tongue.
he held your jaw in his hand to keep you in place, while his other hand travelled along your skin. just when it reached the waistband of your shorts he pulled away and panted: “please let me eat you out.”
his usual shyness was apparently long gone, leaving you flabbergasted at his straightforwardness. soobin was never the type to be bold in intimate moments and you always appreciated whenever he took initiative. as much as you wanted him tonight, it wouldn’t be fair to let him do that in his state.
“babe, you’re pretty drunk. it can wait,” you tried to rationally convince him, but his stubbornness was visible in his eyes.
“y/n, please,” he pleaded, though he already lowered his kisses from your face to your neck, sucking on it and leaving purple marks. his hand went underneath your shirt and grabbed your breast, fondling it slowly. “just a little bit.” he gave you the eyes.
you sighed and cupped his cheek with your one hand. “how can i say no when you’re asking me so nicely?”
his face lit up, but his eyes darkened, at the fantasy of you arching your back and pulling his hair in pleasure.
after covering your skin with fond kisses and hickeys, he finally reached your waist, pulled down your shorts swiftly, and smiled at the small wet patch on your panties. with circular motions, he massaged your bud through the fabric and you hummed at the contact. usually he would tease you a little, wait for you to be desperate for either his tongue or fingers, but now he was the desperate one. pushing aside your underwear he immediately attached his lips to your core, getting a soft whine from you. he grabbed your legs and held them on both sides of his head, so he could reach every spot.
having you in front of him now, he slowed down, licking slow stripes through your folds and poking your clit with his nose. the grip on his hair got more painful and he felt how you guide his head. obediently he did everything you wanted him to do.
“soobin!” your moan reached his ears and he could immediately feel a twitch in his pants. groaning at the hardness of his dick and your tight grip he brought you closer, the vibrations from the muffled sound added to the pleasure and helped you reach your climax. licking you clean he didn’t let any drip of your cum come to waste.
hovering above you he kissed your forehead dearly. “you’re always so tasty.”
you looked up at him, smiling dreamily despite his previous filthy comment. he knew damn well what he was doing and you hated that.
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