Warning: smut, unprotected sex, semi public sex (window), fingering, oral f receiving, handjob, blowjob, niple play, shower sex, multiple rounds, multiple orgasms
A/N: again a short fic because i'm very busy and i have no time to write lately but it's still a good smut
The city never truly slept, but tonight it felt like it was whispering just for the two of you.
You stood by the tall window of your apartment, watching the sky bleed from burnt orange into deep indigo. Streetlights flickered on one by one along the avenue below and the distant hum of traffic rose like a familiar lullaby. It had been a long week: endless meetings, late deadlines and too many nights falling asleep on opposite sides of the city. But Kai had texted you earlier: Done early. Be there in twenty. Wear something pretty.
A smile tugged at your lips as you smoothed down the soft emerald dress you’d chosen. It hugged your waist and fell just above your knees, simple but elegant enough for a spontaneous night out. You’d paired it with a light coat and the necklace he’d given you for your one-year anniversary, a delicate silver chain with a tiny star pendant.
Exactly twenty-two minutes later, your phone buzzed.
Kai: Outside. Miss you already.
You grabbed your bag and headed down, heart picking up pace with every floor the elevator descended. The moment the lobby doors opened, you saw him leaning against his black car, tall frame relaxed in a black button-up and dark jeans, sleeves rolled up to his forearms. His hair had grown out a bit, falling softly over his forehead in that effortlessly handsome way that still made your stomach flutter even after two years together.
His eyes lit up the second they found you. That bright, genuine smile, the one that reached all the way to his dimples, spread across his face as he pushed off the car and met you halfway.
"There’s my girl" he murmured, pulling you into his arms right there on the sidewalk. His embrace was warm, familiar and just tight enough to make you melt against his chest. He smelled like his usual clean citrus cologne mixed with the faint trace of the city air.
You tilted your head up for a kiss. It started soft, just a gentle press of lips, but Kai lingered, deepening it for a heartbeat longer than was strictly public-appropriate. When he pulled back, his thumb brushed your cheek.
"Missed this face" he said quietly. "Missed you."
"You saw me three days ago" you teased, even as your fingers curled into his shirt.
"Three days too long." He opened the passenger door for you with a small bow that made you laugh. Once you were both inside, he reached over to squeeze your thigh before pulling into traffic. "I was stuck in back-to-back calls until six. Told my team I had somewhere important to be tonight."
The city unfolded around you as he drove, neon signs glowing in pinks and blues, towering buildings glittering with office lights that hadn’t yet gone dark. The radio played low, some dreamy indie song Kai hummed along to under his breath. His hand stayed on your thigh the whole drive, thumb tracing lazy circles that sent little sparks up your skin.
He parked near the river district, one of your favorite parts of the city at night. The waterfront promenade stretched out ahead, lined with food stalls, pop-up markets and couples walking hand-in-hand under strings of warm fairy lights. The air carried the scent of grilled meat, sweet pastries and river breeze.
Kai laced his fingers with yours as you started walking. "Hungry?"
"Starving" you admitted.
"Good. Because I’m not letting you go home until we’ve tried everything that looks good."
The night market was alive. Vendors called out their specials under brightly colored tarps. Steam rose from woks sizzling with stir-fried noodles and the sweet smell of candied strawberries and hotteok filled the air. Kai’s eyes sparkled with that playful energy he always had when he was fully present with you: no work stress, no schedule, just the two of you.
He bought you both cups of hotteok first: crispy pancakes filled with melted brown sugar and nuts. You shared bites as you walked, laughing when the filling oozed out and he dramatically tried to catch it with his mouth.
"You’re such a dork" you giggled, wiping sugar from the corner of his lip with your thumb.
"Your dork" he corrected, catching your hand and kissing your sugar-dusted fingertip. His eyes held yours a second longer, something warmer flickering behind the playfulness.
Next came skewered tteokbokki, spicy and chewy, which you ate while sitting on a bench overlooking the river. The water reflected the city’s lights like shattered stars. Kai draped his arm around your shoulders, pulling you close against the cool night air. His jacket was already over your lap: he’d insisted the moment he noticed you shiver.
"Remember that time we got lost here last year?" he asked, voice soft against your hair.
"How could I forget? You swore you knew a shortcut and we ended up at that weird cat café instead."
Kai laughed, the sound low and fond. "Best mistake ever. You looked so cute with that big orange cat on your lap."
You turned your head to look at him. In the shifting lights, his profile was beautiful: sharp jaw, soft eyes, the slight flush on his cheeks from the spicy food. Two years, and he still took your breath away.
"I love nights like this" you whispered. "Just us. No rush."
"Me too." He leaned in, kissing you slowly. His lips tasted like sugar and spice. One hand cupped the back of your neck, thumb stroking gently as the kiss lingered. When he pulled away, his forehead rested against yours. "Been thinking about you all week. The way you laugh. The way you look at me. The way you feel in my arms…"
His voice had dropped, that husky edge creeping in. Your pulse quickened. You kissed him again, a little deeper this time, your hand resting on his chest where you could feel his heartbeat racing under your palm.
The market continued around you, people laughing, music drifting from a nearby performer but it all faded into background noise. There was only Kai. The warmth of his body. The way his fingers traced patterns on your waist over your dress.
You spent the next hour wandering deeper into the district. Kai won you a small plush penguin at a ring toss game after dramatically failing the first three tries, bowing theatrically when he finally succeeded on the fourth. You bought him a black beanie from a vendor because the night was getting colder and it looked adorable on him. He immediately pulled it on, then tugged you into a quiet alley between two buildings just to kiss you properly, away from the crowd.
This kiss wasn’t playful. It was slow and heated. His body pressed you gently against the brick wall, one thigh sliding between yours as his hands roamed your sides. You could feel the growing tension in him, the way his breath hitched when your fingers slipped under his shirt to touch warm skin.
"Baby…" he murmured against your mouth, voice rough. "If we keep this up, we’re not making it to the rest of the market."
You smiled, nipping his bottom lip. "Is that a promise?"
He groaned softly, forehead dropping to your shoulder. "You’re killing me."
But he behaved, mostly. The two of you continued on, sharing a cup of warm cinnamon milk tea, feeding each other bites of grilled cheese corn dogs and stopping to watch a street dancer perform under golden lights. Kai stood behind you with his arms wrapped around your waist, chin on your shoulder, swaying gently with you to the music.
At one point, he spun you around and danced with you right there on the sidewalk, both of you laughing as he dramatically dipped you. Passersby smiled. An older couple even clapped. Your heart felt so full it could burst.
As midnight approached, the crowd started to thin. The city lights grew brighter against the darker sky. Kai’s touches had grown more lingering: his hand on your lower back, fingers brushing the curve of your hip, lips ghosting your temple every few minutes. The promise of what was coming hung thick between you.
"Ready to head home?" he asked eventually, voice low.
Your apartment was closer, but you both knew his place, with the floor-to-ceiling windows overlooking the glittering skyline, was where the night would end. You nodded, squeezing his hand.
The drive back was quieter. The air inside the car felt charged. Kai’s hand was back on your thigh, higher this time, fingers slipping just under the hem of your dress. Every red light became an opportunity for stolen kisses that grew hotter and more desperate.
By the time he pulled into the underground parking of his building, you were both breathing harder. He helped you out of the car, then pressed you against the side of it for one more kiss before you made it to the elevator.
Inside the elevator, the mirrored walls reflected you both: flushed cheeks, messy hair, his jacket still around your shoulders. Kai stood behind you, arms around your waist, lips pressing open-mouthed kisses along your neck as the floors climbed.
"You look so beautiful tonight" he whispered against your skin. "Can’t wait to get you upstairs."
The elevator dinged. The door to his apartment barely closed behind you before he had you pressed against it again, but this time you both knew there would be no stopping.
The city lights sparkled endlessly through the huge windows, casting shifting colors across the living room. But all you could focus on was Kai: his hands, his mouth, the way he looked at you like you were the only thing in the entire glowing city that mattered.
The door had barely clicked shut behind you before Kai’s hands were on you again, turning you around and pressing your back against the cool wood with a hunger that had been simmering all night. The city lights poured through the floor-to-ceiling windows, painting the apartment in shifting hues of sapphire, rose and gold. It felt like the entire skyline was watching, but neither of you cared.
"Finally" he breathed against your mouth, voice already rough with want. His kiss was deep and consuming, tongue sliding against yours as one large hand cupped the back of your neck and the other gripped your hip, pulling you flush against him. You could feel the hard line of his cock pressing against your stomach through his jeans and it sent a rush of heat straight between your legs.
You moaned softly into the kiss, fingers working open the buttons of his black shirt. Kai helped you, shrugging it off impatiently and letting it fall to the floor. Your hands roamed over his smooth chest, tracing the lean muscle of his shoulders and down the subtle ridges of his abdomen. He shivered under your touch, a low groan vibrating against your lips.
"Bedroom?" you whispered, even as your teeth grazed his bottom lip.
"No" he murmured, eyes dark as he looked at you. "Right here first. I want to see you against the city."
He spun you gently so you faced the windows, your palms pressing against the cool glass. From this high up, the city sprawled endlessly below: rivers of light from cars, glowing billboards, distant skyscrapers twinkling like stars. Kai stepped behind you, his bare chest warm against your back. He brushed your hair aside and pressed slow, open-mouthed kisses along the side of your neck, sucking lightly at the sensitive spot just below your ear.
His hands slid down your sides, finding the zipper of your emerald dress. He took his time, dragging it down inch by inch while his lips never left your skin. The fabric loosened and he pushed the straps off your shoulders, letting the dress pool at your feet. You stepped out of it, now only in your black lace bra and matching panties.
"God, you’re perfect" he whispered, hands roaming over your exposed skin. He unhooked your bra with practiced ease, letting it drop. His large hands immediately cupped your breasts from behind, thumbs circling your nipples until they pebbled under his touch. You arched back into him with a soft gasp as he rolled them between his fingers, pinching just enough to make pleasure spark down your spine.
"Kai…" you moaned, pushing your ass back against the growing bulge in his jeans.
He chuckled lowly, the sound sending vibrations through you. One hand stayed on your breast while the other traveled lower, slipping beneath the waistband of your panties. His fingers found you already slick and hot. He groaned at the feeling, sliding two fingers between your folds and rubbing slow, teasing circles over your clit.
"So wet already" he murmured, nipping at your shoulder. "All night you’ve been driving me crazy in that dress. Thinking about touching you like this."
You whimpered as he pressed two long fingers inside you, curling them perfectly against that spot that made your knees weak. His thumb kept working your clit in steady rhythm while his other hand kneaded your breast. The city lights blurred in your vision as pleasure built, your breath fogging the glass.
He kept you there, fingers pumping steadily, until your thighs started trembling. "That’s it, baby. Let go for me."
You came with a cry, clenching around his fingers as waves of heat crashed through you. Kai held you through it, murmuring praises against your neck "So beautiful… love feeling you come" until the aftershocks faded.
He turned you around then, kissing you deeply as he walked you backward toward the bedroom. Clothes were shed along the way: his jeans kicked off, your panties left on the living room floor. By the time you reached the edge of his large bed, you were both naked. The massive window beside the bed offered the same stunning view, bathing his skin in ethereal light.
Kai guided you onto the bed, crawling over you like a predator. His cock was fully hard, flushed dark and leaking at the tip. You reached down to wrap your hand around him, stroking slowly. He hissed in pleasure, hips twitching into your touch.
"Want to taste you first" he said, voice husky. He kissed down your body with reverence: collarbones, the valley between your breasts, your stomach until his broad shoulders settled between your thighs.
The first slow lick up your pussy made you moan loudly. Kai hummed in satisfaction, savoring you. He took his time, licking broad stripes before focusing on your clit, sucking it gently between his lips. Two fingers pushed back inside you, curling rhythmically as his tongue worked faster. Your hands fisted in his soft hair, hips rocking against his face.
"Fuck...Kai, yes..." you gasped, back arching off the bed.
He devoured you with focused hunger, fingers pumping deeper, tongue flicking relentlessly until another orgasm ripped through you. You came hard on his tongue, thighs clamping around his head as stars burst before your eyes. He licked you through every pulse, only pulling back when you whimpered from overstimulation.
Kai climbed back up, kissing you so you could taste yourself on his lips. His cock nudged against your entrance, hot and heavy.
"Ready?" he asked, eyes locked on yours. Even in the heat of the moment, he always checked.
"Yes. Please, I need you."
He pushed in slowly, inch by thick inch, stretching you open. Both of you groaned at the feeling, tight, wet heat enveloping him completely. When he bottomed out, he stayed still, forehead pressed to yours, breathing ragged.
"Always so perfect for me" he whispered.
Then he started moving. Deep, rolling thrusts that made your toes curl. You wrapped your legs around his waist, heels digging into his back as he picked up pace. The wet slap of skin on skin filled the room, mixing with your moans and his low grunts.
He fucked you steadily, changing angles until he found the one that made you cry out. His hips snapped harder, driving into you with building intensity. One hand gripped your thigh, spreading you wider while the other braced beside your head.
"Look at the city" he panted, turning your head gently toward the window. "All those lights… and you’re mine."
The view was dizzying, endless sparkling lights as he thrust deep. Pleasure coiled tighter inside you. Kai reached between your bodies, rubbing your clit in circles.
"Come for me again, baby. Want to feel you."
You shattered around him with a broken moan of his name, walls pulsing tightly. Kai cursed, burying his face in your neck as his own rhythm faltered. A few more deep thrusts and he came hard, spilling inside you with a long, guttural groan. His hips kept moving through the aftershocks, milking every last drop.
For a moment, you stayed locked together, hearts pounding. Kai eventually lifted his head, smiling that soft, adoring smile that always melted you. He kissed you tenderly, then rolled to the side, pulling you into his arms.
"Shower?" he suggested after a few minutes, fingers tracing lazy patterns on your back.You nodded, still catching your breath.
The ensuite bathroom was sleek and modern, with another large window overlooking the city. Kai turned on the rainfall shower, steam quickly filling the space. Under the hot water, he washed you gently, hands soapy and reverent over every curve. But the touches lingered. His fingers teased your nipples again, then slipped between your legs, finding you still sensitive and slick with his cum.
You dropped to your knees in the shower, water cascading over both of you. Kai’s hand braced against the tile as you took him into your mouth. He was half-hard again already. You sucked him slowly, tongue swirling around the head, taking him deeper until he hit the back of your throat.
"Fuck, that feels so good" he groaned, fingers threading gently through your wet hair. He didn’t push, just let you set the pace, hips rocking subtly.
When he was fully hard again, he pulled you up and turned you to face the window. "Hands on the glass."
You obeyed, bracing yourself as he entered you from behind in one smooth thrust. The new angle made you moan loudly. Kai’s chest pressed against your back, one arm wrapped around your waist while the other hand reached down to rub your clit. He fucked you like this, deep and possessive, water streaming down your bodies as the city watched silently.
Your third orgasm hit you fast and intense, legs shaking. Kai followed soon after, coming deep inside you again with your name on his lips.
Afterward, you both dried off lazily. Kai carried you back to bed, tucking you under the soft sheets. He pulled you close, your head on his chest as the city lights continued their endless dance outside.
"Best night in a long time" he murmured, kissing the top of your head.
You traced patterns on his chest. "We should do this more often. Early escapes. Just us."
"Every week" he promised, voice sleepy but content. His hand stroked your hair. "I love you."
"I love you too, Kai."
The night stretched on, quiet except for the distant hum of the city. In his arms, with the skyline at your back, everything felt perfectly right.
warnings: mdni. yeonjun x fem!reader, porn without plot, p in v, soft sex, love making that's all. Whipped/DOWN BAD yeonjun, unprotected sex (DON'T DO IT, BRO).
The rain fell more gently, barely tapping against his bedroom window. Occasionally, the distant rumble of thunder and the howl of the stormy wind could be heard.
The room had grown warm, stifling but in a pleasant and intoxicating way. The air was filled with the light splatter of skin against skin, wet, moist, and burning, their bodies melting into one another like warm honey...
One pair of hands encircling his neck, the other firmly gripping the waist of the more delicate body as it undulated up and down against the firmer one; intense, deep bounces, without the peculiar desperation that had brought them to that point in the first place.
Lotus position, perfect for demonstrating their feelings for each other, allowed them to draw as close as possible, establishing deep within their souls the overwhelming need to be together no matter what, because it was always written that their souls were meant to merge, achieving it only in the most carnal and worldly way possible, the closest they could come to Nirvana, at least on that material plane.
Short gasps and unintelligible murmurs clashed between two mouths that couldn't decide whether to kiss each other hungrily or utter each other's names like a prayer as they made love passionately...
Full lips swollen from so many kisses that night, to make up for the time he had wasted so many years hiding his true feelings for fear of losing her forever. Sharp eyes, half-closed, glassy. His pupils dilated as he gazed at the view before him, maintaining eye contact with hers, thinking that if he were to close his eyes for even a second, everything would vanish into a misty dream.
A slight lean and their lips met again in a slow, deep kiss, the sounds of their mouths echoing off the bedroom walls, joining the symphony of sounds that surrounded them in their small, warm world, just for them.
His strong arms encircled her warm body, a layer of sweat covering her smooth, perfect skin, one arm around her waist, the other resting on her back between her shoulder blades, scratching her skin every now and then when pleasure overwhelmed his senses. The kiss broke, eliciting a moan from both of them. He rested his forehead against her shoulder, his breath growing heavier as he tried to steady himself, feeling her velvety walls contract around him—a clear sign that the imminent climax was near, and that it would soon engulf both their bodies.
He lost himself in the sensation of being buried deep within her enveloping warmth, the feeling of now being whole with her in his arms like this made his breath quicken, his heart pound wildly.
He lifted his head, his gaze locked with hers, their noses brushing, their lips almost touching.
“N-never... never let me go...”
The words came out as a breathless babble, his voice barely a pleading, vulnerable whisper. His half-closed eyes grew more glassy, the film of tears about to spill over. His gaze locked on hers, a look of pure love, desire, and longing.
“Stay here, w-with me... let me stay inside you, where I belong, forever, please...”
┗(•ˇ_ˇ•)―→ A/N: Well, this is my first (and probably only) fanfic. I hope you enjoy reading it. I'm not very good at this, but I felt inspired, and well, I really love this man (it didn't show, lol). English isn't my first language, so if you notice any inconsistencies or mistakes, that's why, but feel free to comment and I'll fix them, always respectfully, of course ^–^
ermmm... hello to @elizaldedulce for giving me this masterpiece... ehehehe i love you for this!
warnings: jealous!hk + fem!reader. mdni. p in v. rough unprotected sex (please nooo). kai is bit meanie. video attached in the link!
You would never think that Kai takes his every word very seriously.
All of those surface assumptions about Kai being care-free and open about your relationship have led you here, harshly pressed down on a human-sized plushie with his cock drilling in your hole to fuck all the brattiness out of you.
He never gets angry at you. Never did, and never will. Or that's what you thought. Because out of the days you've been with him, he never lashed out or even voiced any discomfort when he sees you with another man.
Little did you know, he had bottled it all up in his chest. And seeing you offer a toy to another man is his last straw.
"Would you really give him this fucking plushie if I haven't seen you in the act, hm?" He roughly snarled, his hips harshly snapping behind you, which made you whine in pain and pleasure. The way his cock penetrates your walls is beyond what you can handle, your body jolting in every thrust of his hips into your flushed asscheeks.
You can't even bring yourself to answer him, not when you can feel his cock ramming into your walls with no remorse if he breaks you. And especially not when he has one of his feet resting in the back of your head, keeping you in your place.
Kai was never this rough to you. He knew how sensitive you could be when his length is deeply seated in your walls. He knew very well how your body reacts to him, and he maneuvers it at will.
Mind drowned in pleasure, Kai can't help but give your ass a harsh spank. Causing you to sharply squeal into the poor toy beneath you. You have been holding onto his foot that is pressing your head into the plushie, silently begging him to pity your frail body.
"Kai, baby... I won't do it—hah! Again..." You begged, voice cracking while his cock remained deeply buried into your gushy walls, wetting the fabrics of the plushie because of the uncontrollable tears slipping past your eyes. You could feel how your skin stings from how hard he is fucking you raw, turning you brainless and weeping under his mercy.
Your boyfriend proudly watched as your ass jiggles in his every thrust, even clutching your asscheek to toy with your hypersensitive body.
"You promise?" He breathlessly asked, positioning his hips at a different angle to reach within the deepest, most perfect spot of your pussy. And, with him hitting it from the back, it doesn't even take him seconds to poke that spongy spot that could make you wailing like a bitch in need of breeding.
"Pro—mpphmm! Promise!" Your hands started wandering in the air. Clearly torn if you want him to stop banging his hips on yours or you want him to fuck your hole senseless until your body shatters completely above the toy.
Kai can't help but chuckle at your delirious state, overly satisfied with how your pussy walls swallow his cock like a tight glove. For then, he lands another spank on your ass, erupting another raspy scream from you.
"You better," He grinned, rubbing the spot he just slapped before halting his hips. It momentarily gave a short time to gather your breath, but he then starts moving his foot resting on the back of your head. Making your whole body jolt with how weak you have been under him.
Hopefully, this would finally teach you to never make your boyfriend jealous ever again.
ᥫ᭡ YEONJUN may forget many things but one thing he won’t ever forget is giving you a kiss on the lips before having to go somewhere. yes, it might’ve taken him a little too long to remember your dog’s name and yeah, maybe he can’t seem to remember what you two had for dinner two days ago but god knows he won’t ever forget to give you a quick peck on the lips before having to go.
⋮ ⌗ ┆概要 ⨾ absence makes the heart grow fonder, an expression that materialises between you and your long-time boyfriend gone far too long.
休宁凯 𝔁 𝒻 .ᐟ读者 ──1.3k
explicit content ⋆ smut (mdni)、oral (m. receiving)、 soft dom!kai、 sub! reader、 dirty talk、praise、 petnames used: baby, angel、 sweet girl、deep throating、 come swallowing、 cock worship、 let me know if there's anything else i'm missing! ⌇ℳ.list
⋮ ⌗ ┆便条 ⨾ hi hiiii! took some time off to get some rest after writing/planning the fics i have in mind. for better or worse, my brain can only come up with 2.5k+ fics and i just don't wanna do that right now 😭 so here's this, something to tie you over while i scheme up raunchiness (pathetic! soobin and soft dom! sunghoon 🙂↕️). hope you enjoy, much loveeeee!
“Welcome home,” you press a kiss against lips you’ve longed for, staring into eyes that look like a dream. Your thumb strokes Kai’s cheek, the fondness captured in his honey eyes enough to make your teeth ache. “Would you like dinner? A bath?”
His eyes float down to your lips, unabashed in their linger that ripples electricity down your spine. The hallway light grows searing, heat sizzling beneath skin riddled with goosebumps, the brush of your teeth against your bottom lip before you add,
“Or me?”
A few considerate seconds pass, Kai’s eyes on yours. The wobble of his lips is there, but you break first, a puff of hard laughter blowing out you as your laughs blend into each other, limbs in a messy entanglement.
“That was really bad,” he chuckles, smile downturned as his arms circle around your waist.
Hands trailing his biceps, you muse in amusement. “The worst actually. I can’t believe those words came out your mouth.”
In a flash, his eyebrows jump, mischief his expression as his hand snakes down your back in an firm ass grab. “I know what else you can put in your mouth.”
You jump forwards at the sudden action, a flush settling against the apples of your bunched cheeks. “Not funny.”
“Just a bit,” he murmurs, head ducking downwards to kiss you again. Your lips overlap one another for so long you forget why you’re annoyed at him in the first place. “As tempting as the first two offers are,”
His lips deviate, neck given to him on a silver platter as his kisses trail down, slow and taunting - as if you haven’t spent the past weeks longing for this. For him.
Kai chuckles against your skin, the warm brush of air emptying a sigh out your lips. Your body sinks into his peace, eyes falling shut as his voice lulls you far away.
“I need you first.”
Your house hasn’t seen much of Kai since an overseas leg of his tour, endless nights curled in sheets that lose his scent with a bedside that regains its original shape. His absence doesn’t bother you as much as it used to, your tolerance for video calls and mismatched timezones growing with exposure. Life keeps you busy - colleagues gossiping over after-work drinks, friends inviting you to milestone occasions and as you’ve recently underestimated, crochet takes up a huge chunk of your time. So, you’ve been busy. However, that doesn’t mean every minute has been as happy as professed to others.
Years together will do that to you, make you miss your home away from home. So, when you find yourself back in your bedroom, your longtime boyfriend hinged on the edge of the bed with you between his legs, you can’t deny the warm glow floating through you. You missed him so much - the sweetest man who never goes to bed before telling you his heart is yours, the same man who kisses the ground you walk on - and in the center of his gaze, you feel his longing too. In the slow tuck of your hair he does behind your ear, finger tracing all the way down your jawline to your chin, your handy-work at undoing his jeans interrupted as he notches your head upwards.
The same loving honey envelopes his eyes with the exception of what lingers behind it, a dark shade that jumpstarts the throttle in your chest. “I missed you.”
“Missed you too,” your cheek squishes against his bulge, looking up at him through curled eyelashes. “Missed this.”
“Oh baby,” a slight pinch draws his features together, your cheek grazing up and down him, long and drawn out like the past few weeks have been. “Thought of you so much,”
You hum against him, lifting your head only to watch yourself pull Kai out of his briefs, freeing his flushed cock, veins and curves committed to memory. You can’t help but run your tongue over your lip, pressing your thighs together with a moan.
“What it’d finally feel like to have your pretty mouth on me,” he starts, your tongue running over his tip tentatively, savouring the precome taste on it. “Getting my hands on you.”
Your tongue swirls around his tip in a slow drag, getting off on the pleased hums that vibrate from your boyfriend’s chest, his arms extended behind him as he does nothing but admire the work you do. Wrapping your lips around him, you work your way down him inch by inch, bobbing your head with the tight suction he loves. The further he goes down your throat, the louder your shared reactions grow, his breaths coming out patchy with your throat snugly closing around him, rivalling all available sound to you.
“You choke so pretty angel,” Kai sighs, pushing your fallen hair strands out the way. “The sweetest for me when you’re on your knees.”
Moaning around him, you adjust yourself to the ache between your legs, using the heel of your foot to grind yourself against, the relief trembling your lips against Kai’s twitching cock.
“Turns you on so much having my cock in your mouth, doesn’t it baby?” He has the audacity to tilt his head, beautiful torture his expression burning into the fabric of your brain. You rock against your heel harder, forcing oxygen through your nose as your mouth reaches as far as it can go, held there by a firm hand that makes you mewl. “That’s my sweet girl. Take it all.”
Tears prickle along your lashline, gagging around his cock filling your throat with little remorse, a desperate hand extended to find his, fingers intertwining. His jagged breaths shake through him, the pour of his moans holding you there with hips acting on their own, rutting against the border of soiled underwear.
Your hand slides out from underneath his t-shirt, curious hands wandering the plane of his trembling stomach down to his balls, tender hands massaging them to draw reactions like this. The stuttered moan sounding out of your sweetest, the jump of his cock forcing an extra hard gag from you, sensation tugging at your hardened nipples and forcing the bittersweet clench between your legs.
“Will you let me-” Kai huffs out, fingertips tracing your knuckles. “Will you be good and let me use your mouth, angel?”
If your hummed moan against him isn’t answer enough, you nod enthusiastically, easing off a few inches as his hips come to meet the warm welcome of your mouth, using your throat in a feeling only described as dizzying. You keep grinding against your heel, stomach muscles tightening with every unrelenting grind.
“Fuck, I’m gonna come,” he strangles out, your head bobbing to match his increasing speed. “Swallow it, baby. Every drop.”
Mewling, your hips give a few half-hearted jerks before electricity zaps through you, a high keen in your throat setting Kai off, his hips faltering as his cock jerks one last time and spills. Your throat coats in strings of come, eyes closed in the washout of your orgasm. Like he asks, you swallow every drop, tongue lazily grazing his softening cock to cover all your bases.
Kai peels you off, a string of saliva between you and his cock, the sight curving a satisfied smile that makes you smile wider. His other hand comes to your face in what you think is to cup your face like he always does. Most times, he'll massage the dull ache in your jaw before making you ache everywhere else, but a different thing happens. You must’ve missed some come against your lips, his thumb spreading himself against you like gloss before he presses the thumb into your mouth, the look of love in his eyes.
“Just wait til I do the same inside you.”
It’s a promise he keeps, filling you over and over as you tangle in sheets that finally smell of him.
likes, reblogs, comments/feedback is always appreciated. ꉂ(˵˃ ᗜ ˂˵)
❃ Pairing: HueningKai x afab!reader
❃ Word count: 1.9K
❃ Content warning: established relationship, consensual somnophilia, oral sex (f!receiving), protected sex!
❃ Note: moodboard by @aceorei. This post was originally posted by me in December 2023, about Woo Kyungjun (former TNX member). I rewrote the whole thing and decided to adapt to Hyuka, since I have a bigger affinity with TXT. Anyways, enjoy!
MINORS DO NOT INTERACT!
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Kai shuffled in bed around 2:30 a.m., sweating after a wet dream. With a sigh, he opened his eyes, facing the fluorescent stars you glued to your ceiling. He groaned, realizing he was hard as a rock, remembering his dream: you, rocking your hips on top of his, hair sticking to your forehead, mouth open, letting out the sweetest sounds.
He took a deep breath, looking at you. You were lying next to him, ass facing towards his torso. You weren’t exactly sexy, mouth slightly parted open, a little drool threatening to spill down your pillow, limbs awkwardly thrown around your torso. However, your (actually, his) shirt was rolling up, allowing him to see a little bit of the skin of your hip, right before the waistband of your satin shorts hugged your curves.
Well, he had three options: he could wake you up; he could jerk off, or he could... slip himself inside of you while you snored.
You and Kai were dating for over a year, and pretty much everything that could be discussed between the two of you, already been discussed. For example: doing anything in public? Big no! Slapping? As long as it isn’t on the face, why not? Somnophilia? ... he didn’t know.
“What do you mean by ‘I don’t know’?” you asked him. You found it cute, but kept your face straight, ‘cause you wanted him to know you’d take him seriously.
“I never thought of doing anything while you’re asleep”, he shrugged.
“Well... If we have the opportunity, we could try”, you answered him at the time. He smiled softly, even though by the end of that night, you’d try bondage. The memory made him wanna laugh.
He closed his eyes, taking a deep breath. Slipping his hand under his pajamas, he grabbed his hard cock, hissing. As he stroked, he tried to picture your hand instead of his, but it just wasn’t the same. Once he realized that going to town on himself wouldn’t help, he looked at you, eyes big and shiny like a puppy asking for a pet on the head.
“Fuck”, he mumbled to himself. He slightly turned you on your back, analyzing the situation. You mumbled something incoherent under your breath, turning your head to his side and tossing your hand over your stomach. Your breasts were so soft right there, in front of him, nipples peaking through his oversized shirt. Usually, he wouldn’t be so turned on by your nipples showing a little; he wasn’t a teenager going through puberty, but now... he could only think of stripping your clothes and making you milk around him.
Knowing his shirt and your tiny shorts were the only things covering you, he slowly pulled the fabric up, holding your wrist in the air, and smirking once he got the full view of your breasts, able to lay your arm back on your skin. He hummed, pacing his fingertips around your soft skin, watching as you got goosebumps. He popped himself onto his elbow and, locking his eyes to your face, he kitten-licked one of your nipples, only to watch your breath hitch on your throat. He snorted, amused. Kai fought his urge to suck your tits and feel your soft skin pressed against his chin, knowing you’d wake up quickly.
Carefully, he kept caressing your skin with his fingertips, watching how the slightest stimulation made you shiver under his touch. Your skin reacted quickly, your nipples getting harder or softer as he reached the right spots for you. He learned that caressing the skin right beneath your boob made your nipples harder than he expected, peaking towards his face. You’d let out a frustrated hum now and then.
Carefully, he started to caress the skin beneath your belly button and thighs, right below your shorts. You shifted in place, thighs slightly contracted. Instead of pulling your shorts down, Kai decided to pull one of your legs towards his, taking the opportunity to pull the shorts to the side. He caressed your thigh with his open hand, squeezing the flesh lightly.
Kai licked his middle and ring finger before taking them towards your (now) exposed pussy. He circled your clit softly, making you turn your head a little. He smiled. Slowly, his fingers caressed your clit in circular motions, so softly you’d probably swear him if you were 100% on your senses.
“You’re so pretty”, Kai whispered, leaning in to lay his tongue flat against your nipple again. He just couldn’t help himself. You whined a little, eyes still closed. You were deeply asleep, still.
Impatient, Hyuka moved your body, getting up for a moment. Before plopping himself back on the bed, only this time right before your core, he admired you. Your hair everywhere, shirt up, shorts to the side... He wanted to take a picture of you, to keep that scene for him forever, but he wouldn’t afford the risk of someone else seeing it by accident on his camera roll.
He lay between your slightly open legs, properly opening them for him. He carefully placed his arms underneath your thighs, holding them tight. His hot breath hit straight to your core. He could smell how sweet you were for him. He smiled before adjusting the fabric with one of his hands, holding it away from your pussy while keeping your legs apart.
Kai licked a strip from your entrance to your clit, humming. Your breath got caught in your throat, but your eyes were nowhere close to open. He smiled, tongue now pointy against your hole. He slowly kissed your cunt, tongue caressing your hot slit, nose brushing against your clit. Your first proper whimper felt desperate, hands closing around the sheets.
His hands, while holding your hips, helped him to open your labia for him, giving better access to your core. Moving to your clit, he looked up. Your eyebrows were furrowed, your lips slightly apart, and your chest rising quickly. His cock twitched, and he (shamelessly) humped against the mattress, knowing a pool of precum would be stained on his pants.
With a grin, Hyuka wrapped his lips around your clit, sucking it slightly. You moaned, cheeks getting flustered. He started to lick your bud, tongue going zig-zag on your bundle of nerves, earning the sweetest meows from you. That sound would drive him insane.
Desperate, he checked your arousal. It was dropping, spread around your thighs. Good, you were wet enough for him. Smirking, he carefully let go of your thighs and got up. He was right, his pajama pants had a wet patch on the front, almost dampening the sheets, too.
Trying not to be loud, he walked around your bed, reaching for the nightstand. He sighed in relief when he realized you still kept a package of condoms at your place. He got one out of the box, taking a moment to look at you again. Walking to face your body on the mattress, he unmade the little loop that kept his pants adjusted around his waist, letting them pool around his feet. His tip was angry, hitting his lower stomach with a wet sound, precum smeared around it. He groaned, holding it by its base, applying a little pressure. Gosh, he couldn’t wait to fuck you.
Placing one knee on the bed, he slowly pumped his cock, eyes fixated on your body full on display for him. Once you shifted a little, adjusting your position, your breasts jiggled, and Hyuka smirked. He managed to put the condom on as fast as he could, eager to feel you around his shaft.
He hopped on the mattress, carefully pulling your body closer. He opened your legs again, holding them a little until your ankles supported them for him. He aligned his tip against your glistening folds, slowly pushing in. He groaned, feeling your walls choking his dick so deliciously. He bottomed out, groaning faintly. Your eyebrows were furrowed again, nipples hard against the cold air.
Slowly, Kai pulled out, only to align himself onto you and push his cock inside again, his hips slamming against yours a little harder than he intended. He knew you loved it when he fucked you slow and hard, so he settled his mind into it; every drag of his cock against your walls made you whimper in a quiet tone, back arching a little.
Kai was so turned on, feeling the rush of waiting for you to wake up, melting under his touch, drooling over the feeling of your clenched walls suffocating his cock, your tiny whimpers driving him over the edge. Gosh, he felt like a teenager losing their virginity; he could cum at any moment.
“K-Kai”, you moaned, eyes still closed shut. Your hands were gripping hard against the sheets, your body jolting violently at every thrust.
“Hm?”, he answered, groaning right after. You clenched around him, making him hold your hips harder.
“God”, you whined, winking before fully focusing your eyes on him. You couldn’t think of anything to say, your brain completely fogged by the pleasure.
“Were you dreaming about me?” he asked in a low tone, before adjusting one of your legs up.
“Fuck, yes”, you moaned, voice shaky. The knot in your stomach was tightening quickly, feeling overwhelmed by all of the pleasure your body received before your consciousness. “Ngh, Kaiii”, you whined.
Kai flexed his abdomen, knowing he’d cum soon. He realized your bed was pounding against the wall due to the force he put into his thrusts. Your face was red and you clenched non-stop.
“You wanna cum, love?”
“Yes, yes, yes, please”, you moaned.
He reached for your hand, placing it above your clit. You opened his eyes and he nodded, pace a little faster now.
“Go for it, love.”
You groaned, fingertips abusing your swollen clit. Differently from Kai, your hand moved fast, pressing your clit harder than Kai ever would. Once your orgasm washed over you, you gasped, unable to even moan. Your limbs went numb, and Kai loaded his cum inside the condom, twitching inside of you. With a few more thrusts, riding high, Kai carefully plopped himself on top of you before rolling to his side of the bed again.
The two of you breathed hard, unable to form complex phrases. Kai pulled your shirt down, covering your breasts again. His arms hugged your torso now, keeping you close to him.
“Wow”, you mumbled, hugging him back. “Guess you can risk that out of your sex bucket list.”
He chuckled, shaking his head.
“Was it ok for you?”
His question sounded a little funny, but you knew what he meant. Was it unpleasant? Did you feel somehow used or uncomfortable?
“Ok?” you asked with a snort. “You railed me in my sleep. I don’t think I ever came this hard before.”
Hyuka laughed, shaking his head.
“I’m serious.”
“So am I”, you said with a chuckle. “I hear a whistle in my left ear. I think you fucked me deaf.”
“God, shut up”, he mumbled with a soft chuckle. He started to pull his (now) soft cock out, and you whined.
“Keep it”, you mumbled, scooching in and kissing his neck. “Tomorrow we’ll risk cockwarming out of my sex bucket list.”
۶ৎ: "" you have to be quiet baby," he said, his voice curling with desire as he saw your form laid on the bed of the guest room. "you don't want to wake your parents or our daughter, do you?" you nodded gently, a tender kiss to your forehead following."
⌗ pairing! - dad!kai x fem!reader
⌗ warnings! - both kai and reader are parents, softdom!kai, sub!reader, breeding kink, somnophilia, unprotected sex, praise kink, big dick kai, breast worship, soft kisses, kai calls reader sweetie baby and good girl
⌗ lexi adds! - I'm never in my life getting over kai and the romantic concept but dad kai is finally here and I js had to use the romantic concept photo for this !! it took me forever to think of a good plot for this so sorry for the wait!! feedback and reblogs are appreciated! :3 (not proofread!)
kai couldn't say no to you when you requested to visit your parents' house for a full week, especially since this meant that yumi, your three year old daughter would have bonding time with her grandparents.
the only thing he regretted was agreeing to stay for a full week. this meant seven days without sex. how would he possibly go seven days without sex? he'd go insane. or maybe he wouldn't...
it was your fourth day there, kai was sitting on the couch with your dad as they chatted while a soccer match played on the tv. your mom was helping feed yumi as she sat in her feeding chair, eating a tangerine. the baby's giggles and laughs echoed across the kitchen and into the living room, catching kai's attention.
his head turned, a smile immediately crawling to his lips when he saw his baby's smiling face. he got off the couch and onto his feet, making his way into the kitchen as he wrapped his arms around your waist, catching you by surprise.
"kai! you scared me!" you said as he leaned down and rested his head on your shoulder lovingly.
"sorry, baby. I didn't mean to, I just wanted to see how my two favorite girls are doing." he mumbled softly into your neck and planted a soft kiss on your jaw before heading toward yumi's feeding chair. he cupped her face and kissed her forehead softly, squishing her cheeks in an affectionate manner. "is the tangerine tasty?"
yumi didn't hesitate to nod her head, your mom popping another slice into her mouth. Kai chuckled, ruffling her hair a bit "don't eat too much, you'll still have to eat what grandma made, okay?"
yumi reached her head, protecting it from any more touches, "papa you'll ruin my hair!" she laughed as she saw kai throw his hands up like a burglar.
"okay okay! I didn't mean to disturb the princess" he spoke jokingly, emitting another giggle from yumi.
you smile warmly at the innocent and cute interaction between them. finding how similar yumi really was to her dad, she was just like him. it was no surprise to you that she was a daddy's girl.
your mom turned to kai as he laughed together with yumi. "kai, will you be the kind gentleman you are and get the plates ready?"
kai nodded eagerly "yes ma'am I'll do it right away!"
with a menacing glare she also looked at your dad, who was being a complete couch potato. "hey you! get over here and help kai prepare the table!"
your dad stood up quickly, not wanting to face your mother's wrath. "right away, sweetie!"
you giggle and turn to your mom, who switched personalities and was now smiling brightly at yumi.
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after dinner, you were helping your mom clean the kitchen, you washing the dishes while she cleaned the counter and watched yumi play from afar.
when you finished, you sat on the couch, your mom following and sitting right beside you. yumi turned and smiled, her fond look just like kai's.
"I can't believe you have such a perfect family. perfect husband, perfect daughter... do you plan on having another baby?" your mom asked, making you think.
"I don't know. if kai thinks he can handle taking care of another yumi then maybe." your mom chuckles at your response .
"yumi's not a bad kid. she's great. she's the best granddaughter I could ever ask for." your mom's devoted grin planted one on your face as well. yumi climbed on the couch, hugging your mom tightly and kissing her cheek softly.
suddenly kai came into the living room his phone in hand as he checked the time, "hey yumi, time for bed baby."
the three of you looked up and checked the clock on the oven. it was almost 9:00 pm. yumi jumped off the couch with the help of your mom before she ran into kai's arms. he picked her up effortlessly, his bicep muscles showing just the slightest.
soon, everyone was in their rooms, ready for bed. yumi slept in a crib that was place next to your parents' bed, it was almost too small for her since she was growing quickly.
since yumi slept with your parents, that meant that you and kai had your own room.
in the room, kai laid in bed, scrolling on his phone while you brushed your teeth, the atmosphere calm and quiet. after you finished, kai turned off one of the small lamps that dimly lit up the room. from what you could still see of him, he had his arms wide open, inviting you in. "come here baby, I don't want to sleep alone." he whined jokingly .
you scoffed before climbing into his strong arms. they wrapped around you tightly as he flipped you over so that he was spooning you in his arms.
times like this were nice. when it was just you guys, holding each other in each other's arms.
kai once again buried his head in your neck like before, inhaling your sweet scent as he groaned softly at the exhale.
you began to speak softly, not wanting to be to loud in the soft environment that surrounded you two. "my mom asked if we were planning on having another baby."
kai's ears perked up at the trigger word. "another baby?" he repeated your words. a small "mhm" escaping from your lips. "I would but I don't want your parents hearing the process..."
you slap kai's thigh "I don't mean here! I mean in the future."
"ouch... in the future? I'm down. that means we won't leave yumi lonely. she'll have a baby brother or sister to grow up with, isn't that nice?" he sounded so genuine. you felt as soft kisses were planted against your jaw line and kai's arms grew tighter around your waist.
this was always the best part of falling asleep, just you and kai hugging warmly and so comfortably together as one. slowly but surely, your eyelids growing heavier and falling over your eyes.
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kai woke up in the middle of the night, but not for the right and innocent reasons. you'd think he'd woken up to maybe get a glass of water or use the bathroom but no, he woke up to admire you.
kai thought he was a weirdo for just watching you sleep, the sentence itself sounded so wrong.
how could he not admire you when you looked so pretty in your sleep? the small movements of the rising and falling of your chest and the way the swell of your butt pressed against him so perfectly drove him crazy.
it felt right for him to grow hard on the spot. it wasn't like he could help it, your body was pressed to his so closely.
he thought of what you asked him. did he want another baby? it would be adorable to have two cute mini you and him running around the house. but now? how would he keep himself and you quiet while your parents and even your daughter slept in the room across the hall? it would be embarrassing for them to hear. he would never see the end of it. especially since the walls of the house were a bit thin.
he felt like he'd die if he didn't release soon. he'd explode.
his hard was now beginning to get painfully hard.
and with that, he reached and pulled his dick out of the confinements of his pants. just his touch alone was enough to let a low hiss escape his lips.
he looked at your ass, why did you have to wear those tight and tiny shorts?
he moved slowly, keeping his movements minimized in order to not wake you. your shorts and underwear were slid down to the back of your knees, your ass being in full access to him. he felt himself salivate a bit at the sight. your skin looked so soft and felt so mochi-like as his hand rubbed across it like a massage.
with the same deliberate pace, his dick was pressed against your warm cunt's hole. he let out a low sigh as he already felt the warmness that would soon be enveloping him with such welcome, just like it always did.
leisurely, he buried his dick inside of you inch by inch. he watched as your face scrunched up when you woke up to the big stretch of his dick. in shock, you spoke out, your voice breathy, "k-kai! ah-... I said in the future...!"
he covered your mouth with his hand, muffling your soft whimpers. "shh baby... this is the future, no?" he said, now thrusting into you with a bit of force, "just take it like a good girl, okay?"
you squirm a bit when his tip hits the right spot, causing you to squeal in pleasure.
his hand presses harder against your lips. "you have to be quiet baby," he said, his voice curling with desire as he saw your form curling with pure ecsatsy on the bed of the guest room. "you don't want to wake your parents or our daughter, do you?" you shake your head gently, a tender kiss to your forehead following. "good girl, that's what I like to hear baby." more soft kisses were planted all over your face before he showers your shoulder with kisses next.
your walls clamp around his tightly, eliciting a sound of satisfaction from the both of you as kai speeds up, becoming relentless. the sounds of skin slapping against skin echoes in the room and you're afraid that it's loud enough for your parents to hear. you reach to grip kai's hand that was placed on your thigh with a intense grip as he thrusted into you. you give it a squeeze, leading him to slow down just a bit before stopping completely.
"what's wrong, sweetie?" he said, soft-spoken with his words as he lightly uncovers your mouth.
"w-we're being too loud..." your voice breathy as you spoke.
he smirked and chuckled softly, "is that so? are you scared of getting caught? you don't worry, okay baby? just let me take care of you right now." he said as his hands creep back to your waist as he begins to thrust, this time with caution.
his thrusts are slower, yet way deeper than before. meaning his tip was basically pulsing and pushing up on your cervix. "ah-! kai! I'm going to cum!"
"can you do it quietly? " he huffs out, feeling himself grow closer to his climax as your walls gripped him like a vice.
"k-kai...!" he groaned as quietly as he could as you both released at the same time.
"there you go baby... take it, take all of it... I'm gonna get you pregnant again. I'll get another baby inside of you no matter what." he confessed, his words sounding so loving and promising.
you giggle at his words softly, "you can stay inside of me like this just, don't wake me up like that again..."
he smiles warmly " I can't promise it won't happen again."
⌗ taglist! - @hyunj00 @lovingbeomgyudayone (lmk if you want to be tagged in any of my future works!)
⋆｡°✩ After a drunk conversation leads you to question your feelings for your bandmate and friend, Hueningkai, maybe a night together in Manhattan is just what you need to clear the air.
. . . GENRE ! Hueningkai x reader | smut | fluff | friends to lovers
. . . CONTAINS ! virgin!kai, virgin!reader, 6th member!reader, afab!reader, talks of virginity, mentions of alcohol and alcohol consumption, swearing, loss of virginity, unrealistic first time? (not that i would know), no established dynamics, fingering, protected sex 🙏, some aftercare, a little too much foreplay, consent checks, kinda just porn with plot, the other members tease them about their virginity (don’t do that)
. . . WORD COUNT ! 4660
. . . NOTES ! i’ve been writing this for,,,literally ever and i’m so glad it’s finally done !! this is inspired by naked in manhattan by chappell roan however considering that it’s a sapphic love song i’m still kinda unsure if i’m going to keep the title of it for this fic. if anyone has any opinions let me know!! anyways i hope you enjoy!!
. . . ADMIN ! written by callie 😼
Bright lights twinkle across the floor like stars. You can’t see the real stars up in the sky, but you make do with the high-rises lighting up the horizon. Cars beep and blare their horns stories below you. This sweet symphony fills the cold, empty hotel room like a lullaby. However, it isn’t really empty. You’re there, staring out across the Manhattan skyline. Kai’s there, just there behind a closed door in the bathroom. Bare only for the comforting hot water of the shower he was in. He’s there, racing through your thoughts like always. Around and around; an ever-looping track of vice. This boy, your friend, your bandmate, driving you crazy just by standing beyond a wall.
This isn’t exactly how you imagined spending a night in New York City. The rest of the boys took full advantage of the free night. Taehyun had wanted to explore, last you heard he was in Time Square. Beomgyu and Yeonjun had gone out to get some dinner and god only knows where they ended up, now five hours later.
Soobin, on the other hand, was the reason you ended up in this position. Having approached you after your radio show taping and apologetically begging you to let him have the single hotel room for the night. And how could you say no? You cared for your members, and your leader especially seemed like he could use a night with just himself. He was probably spread-eagle on the hotel bed, 5-steps deep into his skincare routine right now, and watching whatever show he’s been raving about for the past week; probably having the time of his life. However, when you agreed to give up your room, you failed to think about the implications. You didn’t consider that you’d now be rooming with whoever Soobin had left behind. You didn’t even think about how he usually roomed with Hueningkai. Not a single thought passed through your head, except sweet old sympathy for your leader. Now, you were considering disavowing kindness for the rest of your life because of where that nice gesture landed you.
You heard the water shut off in the bathroom like the final clock strike right before midnight. Face embarrassingly hot, you keep your back to the door as it opens. New light slants across the floor, fluorescent and harsh. It mingles with the soft rush of humidity into the room and claws at your pajamas. Begging you to turn, to look, to face the perpetual inhabitant of your dreams. You tried to ignore the way your heart sped up simply hearing him shuffle around behind you. Still, your blood ran hotter, building up in your cheeks and neck.
You’ve had your fair share of innocent crushes over time, including the one you’ve harbored for Huening over the past 4 years. However, none ever left you feeling like this. This disoriented, this flustered, this desperate despite actively trying to dismantle your feelings for months now. He’d manage to send you tumbling back down, head over heels, in one quick night. Just the thought of his voice, the way the words came to him so easily, kept you spiraling.
The night’s high spirits had long settled down. Celebrating the start of your world tour with drinks and food had kept the mood quite energetic. Now, spread out on the dorm floor, nursing a half-empty soju bottle, you find yourself prattling off to silence.
“Sooo…what are you guys most excited for in America?”
Yeonjun snorts from the couch above you, “You sound like every American interview we do.”
“Okay, well…you can be like 100% completely honest with me.”
“I wanna try some cool food and drinks or something.” Beomgyu jumps in, “Like the themed ones from specialty bars that people always post.”
The oldest hums in agreement, “It would be pretty nice to go out one night.”
“We’re in New York for a few days, I’m pretty sure we have an open night there.” Soobin pipes in, curled up in the couch corner.
“Maybe I’ll go visit the Lego store.”
A sudden chorus of laughter erupts at your words. Struggling to sit up, you frown at all the amused faces now in view.
“What’s so funny, assholes?”
“Y/nnie, you should get out more.” The words coming from Beomgyu were almost hypocritical.
“You’re one to talk! And, yeah, that’s why I’d go shopping.”
“We mean, like, get out and meet people. A different country is a great place for that, especially for us.” Taehyun sits in an armchair taking a slow sip from his can, “Go out, have a fun night, and just make sure they sign an NDA afterwards.”
Another round of laughter strikes up and it dawns on you what they’re actually talking about. Your face feels hot and a pout stretches on your lips.
“You guys all suck! I told you, it’ll happen when it happens.” You cross your arms, almost whining like a child, “Why don’t you ever tease Huening about this? I’m not the only virgin in the group!”
Yeonjun snorts, “Damn, way to throw Kai under the bus.”
“Wait, no,” You frantically turn your head around to his seat behind you. “Huening, I didn’t mean-”
He breaks a small smile, “It’s okay, Y/n, I get what you meant.”
“We’re, like, virginity pals.” You stupidly bump your shoulder into his which elicits a very awkward laugh.
“Let’s talk about something else.”
Beomgyu is quick to the draw, immediately beginning to ramble on about his latest meet-up with Jeongin. You don’t get a chance to catch much of it as lips brush along your ear.
“You know, if you ever want to fix that, you can just ask me.” His voice is low and even, his breath leaves goosebumps along your neck. The words swim up and around your head, wiping away some of the haze; snapping you into a brief sense of clarity to process what he just said. You feel your heart almost sputter to a stop. Unable to choke out a response, you turn to look at him only to find cold air. Huening is up and away in the kitchen getting another drink, leaving you alone and flustered. Caught in his words’ web like a helpless fly.
They’ve been plaguing you since their utterance 5 days ago. Orbiting your brain like an ever-present moon. Driving you so far up the proverbial wall that, once you come back down, you will surely die on impact. You’ve never felt this confused, wondering if he meant what he said, if he even remembered it. Perhaps you were driving yourself insane over something inconsequential to him. How were you going to survive this night?
“You wanna watch a movie?”
So easily, he has you trapped. You have to face him, face this, and act completely normal. Act like your thoughts haven’t been full of him; the things you’d let him do to you and the things you’d do to him in return. Act like the way water drips from the edges of his hair, tracing his bare collar, isn’t driving you mad. Wet spots decorate the thin, white shirt stretched across his shoulders. It sticks to the vaguely visible skin trailing down his torso. A pair of sweatpants hang dangerously low off his hips, you struggle to bring your eyes away back up to his face. There his face is soft, head tilted and eyes crinkled, expecting an answer. You want to shrivel beneath his sweet gaze.
“I-um, yeah, sure. W-what movie?”
“Oh, I don’t really know. I was just going to see what’s streaming, maybe order some room service.” He drops a laptop onto his bed. Crawling atop the sheets, he flips it open and looks back at you. Waiting, expectant. His hand softly pats the duvet beside him and you have nowhere to run.
The sheets are standard fare for a hotel and the mattress is stiff as you sit. You’re practically almost hanging off the edge trying to keep a safe distance from Kai. If your skin so much as brushed his, you’d be broken. You weren’t willing to risk bumping knees. If he thinks it odd, he doesn’t say anything. Looking at the screen, he’s now scrolling through a bunch of movie options. Title after title flys by. Two of his fingers push along the mouse pad. The muscles of his hand twitch with every movement; veins shifting, knuckle tucking in and out. From fingertip to wrist his hands are huge, probably enough to completely cover your face. His fingers especially, are very long, so thin-cut and delicate. It can only make you wonder just how deep they could reach. If he knew how to really use them.
You feel your brain melting into a cesspool of depravity the longer you’re around him. Squeezing your eyes tight, the thoughts barely dissipate. Although, you’re granted a small peace as he picks your mind with something else.
“How about Spider-man?”
“Hm?” Peeking back at the screen, his cursor had landed on a Spider-Verse movie. Although, you didn’t really know which one. Your head feels so cotton-stuffed, you simply nod without a thought. So he clicks on the card to play. Opening credits roll in and you fall further into the static. This movie should’ve been the perfect distraction, something exciting and enjoyable. However, the soft heat of the boy curled beside you permeates your skin like a fever. It’s no use, you can’t fight the speed of your heart. The blood rush through your ears takes up everything in the room. Eyes, laser focused to the laptop screen, yet mind somewhere far away. So far you don’t notice the sound of the movie stopping suddenly.
“Y/n?”
Kai’s knee softly bumps yours as he faces you. It’s like a lightning strike right to the chest. Heartbeat rocketing, your words get jumbled. “Wha-um-what?”
“I…Is something wrong? Did I do something?” He avoids eye contact, hands twisting up.
“N-no, no-um, Huening…what’s up?”
“I just…I feel like you’ve kinda been avoiding me? His eyes slowly drag up to your face. “Like, you won’t even look at me.”
All you can hear is the blood rushing over your chest and cheeks, it’s all you can see as well. Kai’s eyebrows are knit together in an expression that should not be nearly as hot as your overdriven brain thinks it is. The words jumble up in your throat, a 4-year confession and a week-long confessional-in-the-making. Your brain goes blank. Everything seems to spill out.
“I-I’m not…upset. I’m-Kai-it’s um, just…do…do you remember that conversation we had…like the night of the first show?” Your stomach twists, ready to eat itself up in embarrassment.
“Um, maybe…” His eyes flit around as if trying to grasp the memory from the air. Brows draw in tighter before he stills. A chill settles between you two. His face explodes in Saharan heat. “Oh god.”
The realization fills up the room with its horrible heated mortification. Your head hangs, guilt pooling in your lap.
“Oh-oh god, Y/n, I’m so sorry! I’m so so sorry! I should’ve never said that, I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to make you uncomfortable, I’m so sorry-”
“No-no, you-you didn’t. I just-” You bury your head in your hands. Your cheeks burn the skin like a radiator, your heart feels like a supernova. The room is caving in on you. This wall you’d built up, a protective shell around your fragile heart, crumbled. The words taste sour on your tongue. “Did…did you mean it…what you said?”
Silence sinks into your bones, shriveling under the weight of your humiliation. You can’t bring yourself to look at Huening. You want to run, hide, jump off the roof, but you're stuck to the mattress; to the darkness of your eyes; to his sharp intakes of air.
“I did.” An angry red flush covers his face and a pillow now covers his lap. His voice and eye contact remain steady, nonetheless.
The room is too small, too hot. You need to crawl out of your skin and cool off, but the words just keep coming.
“S-so…if I wanted to-um-take you up on your offer…”
Your hands fist the sheets fitfully, you can’t meet his eyes beneath the weight of your shame. This is all you have thought about for the past week, and, suddenly living in your fantasy, you feel like a creep.
The touch of soft fingertips brushing over your jaw jolts to your already frayed nerves. He turns your gaze up to his. Something deep and unfamiliar has settled in his eyes; a darkness that bores right down into that depraved nest in your heart.
Somehow, his voice keeps calm, “Can I kiss you?”
“Please-“ You can't finish the word before you’re silenced. Smooth, honey plush lips blanket yours, like something out of a daydream. The first sensation to hit is his taste: mint toothpaste and vanilla chapstick; you have to fight the urge to bite at his lip for more. Your crossed-knees touch, bodies leaning forward to meet in the middle. Your noses knock and bump awkwardly before you settle into a rhythm. He borders an intense line between inexperienced eagerness and hesitant care. Keeping your hands firm at your sides, unsure how to move, he runs his fingers up and over your arms, coaxing them to cradle the nape of his neck. In turn, he does the same.
He unravels you. The rigid rod holding back your shoulders dissipates; fingers curl into the soft, still damp hair at the base of his neck. A sigh pulls at your lips as you lose yourself to this building heat. Slowly, inhibition slips away. You find yourself moving with an unprecedented fervor. Kai leans further into you, tilting your head back to his will, nails scratching deftly at your scalp. A conflicting pain trembles over your skin, swirling with an untapped pleasure until the two are indistinguishable. He pulls a jolting gasp from your chest. The sound which follows, you can only categorize as embarrassing. A strangled sort of noise; something long built-up, catching in your throat and struggling out in a breathy whine. Your face flares up, you wanna disappear as Kai pulls away slightly. Softly, his breath hitches. Creaking open your eyes, you’re met with a sight that almost drags the sound out again.
Kai’s eyes, half-lidded and dark, bore down on you, haloed with pink, heated cheeks. His lips are kiss-bitten red and glossy. A wet dream come true. You tug him back to your lips, a new heat building in the kiss.
You aren’t sure who makes the first move, who bites first, but when his tongue pushes up against yours, you succumb fully to this new feeling filling you up. An unfamiliar greed beats in your chest, a rabid craving for more. More and more sounds mingle between both of you, unabashedly. With every sweet whine of Kai’s, the hunger grows. Your fingers tug at his hair, his press hard into your waist. Air is inconsistent and unnecessary.
“Kai-” Lips keep moving against yours. “More.”
“Can I-”His hands fumble around your waist a bit, mouth still keeping in time. “Your shirt.”
You begin nodding without even thinking about it. Finally, you break from each other. His hands hike your shirt up your chest before you peel the rest off. You move to do the same for him but he’s already ahead of you. His shirt comes up and over his head before being tossed alongside yours. The porcelain skin of his chest lays out before your eyes. Heart beat picking up, you trace each ridge and jut and mole back up to meet his gaze, one just as entranced as you are.
As your lips meet again, they move with much more care. Something deep and unspoken swimming on your lips and stirring up your chest. Fingers drift gently over freckles and goosebumps running up both your sides. Your back melts into the mattress; Huening’s intoxicating touch burning up your brain. His hands glide up and circle your chest softly. Brushing the sensitive, supple skin, more whimpers tumble out. Your hands copy his, nails dragging faintly down his soft stomach. His lips shudder against yours, breathing groans over your tongue. Knees sit on either side of your hips, keeping Kai’s body hovering precariously over you. The tantalizing promise of his weight above you draws your fingers lower. Just a fingertip dipping into the waistband of his sweatpants. The hitch in his breath is slight.
The kiss disconnects once again as you look at each other, drinking in the sight. His hair mused back wildly and eyes blown wide, a million emotions fly between you. Keeping your eyes locked, that curious hand of yours hesitantly slips from its place. Pulling out of Kai’s waistband, it snakes atop the fabric, coming to cup the prominent bulge beneath it. Your heart stutters at the heavy feeling of him in your hand. Kai’s eyes widen infinitesimally. Your curious fingers squeeze softly and you watch as the last bits of his composure crumble. Head dropping into your neck, his moan is guttural and desperate. His hips buck further into your palm and it becomes incredibly apparent just how big he is
“God-y/n, please…” The desperation with which he speaks your name, the whine and groan and guttural need pouring from his throat, finally breaks you.
For a moment, the only thought running through your head is how quickly you can get his sweatpants off. He seems to be thinking the same as his fingers pluck at your own waistband. However, as you’re about to give in, something stops you.
“Kai…” Embarrassment floods your face, “Do you…have a condom?”
His eyes widen, jaw dropping softly. A subtle red paints his cheeks as he slowly crawls off your body.
He awkwardly shuffles over to his bag on the floor before pulling out a small box of condoms. “I-I wasn’t, like, planning on using them. Or anything…Yeonjun-hyung put them in my bag…”
“Well, thank god for Yeonjun, I guess.”
Laughter eases the embarrassed tension as he rips open the packaging. Although he hesitates to take out the latex. You eye the clothes still covering both your bottom halves.
“I-I can…take mine off first. If you want?”
He matches your gaze, moving back towards the bed, “Are you-Do you want this? Like, 100%?”
“Yes.” Your head nods before you can even think about it, “Yeah, I-I do. Do you?”
“Yes.”
Leaning up, your lips meet his in a soft, sweet kiss. You slowly take his hand in yours and move it back down to your hip, to the bare skin beneath your waistband. Then, you tug your shorts down with his fingers. Finally, fully unclothed, you muscle through the timidity to open your eyes. The pure reverence in his face nearly calms your beating heart.
“Kai, please. Touch me.”
Huening makes quick work of his own bottoms. They pool at his ankles though your eyes are glued to the way his cock smacks against his stomach. He rolls the smooth latex down his skin and your eyes follow with a shiver. Even with little-to-no frame of reference, you’re all too aware that he’s big. Standing at the edge of the bed, towering over you, he is just as entranced with you as you are with him. Any room for embarrassment melts away into an unrelenting need.
You yank him back and his lips messily onto yours; tongues mingling and meshing. His fingers wisp up your bare thighs, sparking a lingering electricity. Your mouth lands on his neck with kisses and kitten licks. The breathy groan you pull from him with a soft bite sounds like heaven. Hands move further toward the inside of your thighs, brushing over your core. He fumbles for a moment before you reach to take his hand in yours. Awkwardly, you guide two slender fingers up to your clit, starting them in a circle motion. Your back arches into the feeling, head sinking into the pillows. Huening watches your reactions diligently, slowly gaining more confidence in his movements. The fingers slip away from the nub as one of them trails down to cautiously push into you. It takes a moment for the odd stretch to settle and melt into pleasure, but as your hips buck into his hand, Kai takes the hint. He uses his thumb to keep circling your clit while experimentally curling two fingers against your walls. This foreign pleasure is overwhelming and not enough.
“I-is this okay?”
Your voice feels stuck so you nod enthusiastically, eyes screwed tight. Fingernails dig into Kai’s scalp as you frantically pull him back to your lips. You work your tongue over his lips and onto his. Running your teeth down his jaw into the juncture of his neck, you litter the skin with soft bites. Lost in the pleasure, your movements feel crazed; desperate. That ever-looming climax is so close yet so far. You need it, like oxygen.
“Need more. Need you, please-please, Hyuka-”
Emptiness only fuels your desperation. Kai’s hips shift squarely over yours as his hand moves up between your bodies. His hard cock brushes your oversensitive thighs; the fog in your mind thickens. In the haze, you take Huening’s, now messy, hand into your mouth, licking over the fingers and tasting yourself on them. They tickle at the back of your throat, freeing a pleased hum.
Kai’s poor cock twitches against your leg and his chest stutters as you keep two lidded eyes on his. The fingers slip from your lips with a slight pop. His agape mouth falls onto yours, devouring your taste on your own tongue. That spit-slick hand guides his weeping tip down through your folds. It catches on your clit and teases your entrance. A gasp breaks your mouths apart. Kai’s fluttering breaths paint your cheeks.
“I-I’m gonna…can I…?”
“Hyuka, just fuck me. Please.”
“Oh-okay-uh, tell-tell me when to move.”
With a deep breath, his hips begin pushing into yours. The stretch sets in; a fire rippling between your legs. Like being ripped apart while still getting stitched back together. A contradicting pain, spreading slowly with Kai’s hesitation. He breathes sickly sweet whimpers into your ears and cradles your hands with his. They mingle in the sheets; an echo of heaven. It’s nearly enough to distract you from the pain as he bottoms out.
“F-fu-shit-ah…you-you’re so…” His forehead hits your shoulder, punctuated with fluttering kisses. “…amazing.”
Pain subsides steadily in a flurry of sensations. The excruciating stretch melting into numbing pleasure. Kai’s touch and affection; everything about him surrounding you everywhere. His heat pressed into your skin, his breath mixed with yours, your hearts beating in tandem as you join completely. You are full of him, of love for him, of need for him. Like you’ve pushed all the air out of your body to make more room for him. Every part of you yearns for everything he has to give.
“Kai-god-” You gasp out. “Y-you can move.”
Shakily, he draws his hips back. You feel every ridge and vein run along inside you. And when he pushes back in, your chests shudder in unison; moans and groans filling the hotel room. He continues slowly; falling into overwhelming pleasure. It muddles your thoughts and weighs down your tongue. And—when Kai’s sloppy thrusts settle into an eager, consistent pace—it numbs your mind in ecstasy.
The room devolves into heady grunts and sharp whines echoing in your ears. A mantra of his name builds—a plead, an oath, a prayer—spilling from your heart, coating your lips. Huening answers the call, swallowing your desperation with his own. You lose yourselves in each other. In the heat of your skin and lips meeting recklessly again and again. You need him closer, deeper; filling up your lungs and pumping through your veins. He wants more. Fingerprints and hickeys litter their way down your body at his discretion. His teeth sink in your shoulder, your nails scratch down his back. It’s instinctual and awkward, yet perfect.
The whirlwind in your stomach grows stronger, closer and closer to imploding. You felt yourself teetering, standing on the edge of an unfamiliar precipice. With his breath and pace picking up, it seemed Kai was right there as well. His hand detached from its bruising placement on your hip. Moving his thumb over your clit in deft circles, an extra jolt of pleasure arcs up your spine.
“K-kai, there-please, please, please.” His name tumbles out in whimpers, as does to yours from his lips.
“F-fuck-close-I’m-” A shudder runs through his body, his pace becoming sloppy and erratic. His finger keeps tight to your clit. Your lips clash as the bubble between you pops.
White explodes behind your eyelids. Mind-numbing pleasure fills your every limb. You’re floating on bliss like you’ve never experienced and everything else falls away. Except for Kai. He surrounds you, he fills your lungs and makes you whole. His weak whimpers and moans trail off in your ears like the sounds of heaven. His hips keep moving, stopping jerkily as pleasure seeps into overstimulation. Kai’s arms buckle trying to keep his full body weight off you. He rolls off of you, landing on his back.
Silence fills the air in the aftermath. You exchange heavy breaths, staring off at the ceiling. As the high slowly fades, so does the fog in your head. Realization settles sharp in your bones. Dread and elation stir in your stomach, brewing a dangerous cocktail of words.
“I like you.”
Huening sits up a little, “Huh?”
“I…god, I’m so sorry-” You pull yourself up and look back down at the man, turning the words over in your head until they spill out. “Kai, I really really like you…I have for the past 4 years! And I know this is probably a horrible time to be saying this, but I just…I don’t want this to ruin us or-or the group and I-”
“Y/n! Y/n…” He pulls your hands into his. A bright smile splits his cheeks, shining on your face. “I really like you too.”
Air collapses in your chest, soft and scared. “…R-really?”
His eyes shine and melt into raspberry cheeks with an eager nod. “I didn't mean for it to come out like this, but…”
“Maybe you should get tipsy more often.” Both of you spill over with giddy giggles. A brand new kind of ecstasy fills up your chest, beating in time with Kai’s heart.
“Maybe…”
Your heartbeat speeds, building with each passing second as you look at Huening. Sweet chocolate eyes you could drink in, overindulge, and just never stop. And they look right back at you with the same adoration that’s pumping through your veins.
“I’ll, uh, go get a towel so we can clean up.” Kai shifts off bed, disappearing into the bathroom to discard the condom. He returns with a warm towel, as promised, and begins to gently wipe up your thighs, staying cautious around your still-sensitive folds. The heat soothes some of the worse marks littering your skin, combined with Kai’s delicate kisses over them.
After he works his way up, he ends with your lips. You move in harmony, swapping sweet giggly pecks, fitting together like perfect puzzle pieces. The way his hands cradle your cheeks—all encompassing, trapping their heat—feels like home. Neither of you can contain the joy flooding your faces with huge smiles. They remain even as he pulls away.
“Can we still finish that movie?”
“Sure, hyuka.”
Peace fills the space between you. Love wrapping around and around, building and keeping you safe in its embrace. The world melts away leaving only this room, this moment, the breaths shared between you, the heat of your bare skin melding into his. Curling together beneath the sheets, you bask in it; this revelation of reciprocated love. For a moment, nothing exists beyond you and Kai among the Manhattan skyline.
not when you strutted into your shared bathroom in the tiniest tank top you owned; no bra, nipples peeking through, hem barely brushing your belly button. not when your cotton shorts were so thin and soft they rode up with every step. and definitely not when you leaned against the doorframe, arms crossed under your chest, pretending to pout.
“kaaaai,” you whined, dragging out his name with a lilt of fake innocence.
he was brushing his teeth, shirtless, grey sweatpants slung low on his hips, hair messy from practice, face soft from sleep. he looked over, eyes sleepy, toothbrush in his mouth.
“mmh?”
“i need help,” you said dramatically. “shaving again. it’s like… so hard.”
he paused. narrowed his eyes. spat into the sink and wiped his mouth, turning toward you slowly.
“didn’t i help you three days ago?”
you blinked, feigning confusion. “yeah, but… i already need it again.”
“again?” he repeated, raising an eyebrow.
you walked up to him, grabbed his hand, and slid it up your thigh right to the crease where your shorts ended. where he’d only have to shift one inch to feel bare skin.
he swallowed thickly.
“i missed a few spots. way up high. can’t reach.”
his throat bobbed and all you did was grin, turn and walk toward the counter. you pulled your shorts down slowly, panties too, bending just enough to let your ass peek in the mirror before settling on the closed toilet seat again.
leg up on the counter.
no shame.
he groaned behind you.
“are you even gonna hand me the razor,” he muttered, walking toward you like a man being dragged to war.
you handed it to him sweetly. “thanks, baby.”
he knelt down, just like before. your leg draped over his shoulder, the other slightly parted, hoodie bunched up around your hips. your pussy was on full display, and you could feel his breath on it.
he swallowed again. “you’re so obvious.”
“you could’ve said no,” you sing-songed.
he narrowed his eyes. “you just wanted me to eat you out.”
you gasped mock-offended. “i would never use you like that.”
but your smile was already giving you away. your fingers ran through his hair as he leaned in closer, razor in one hand, palm steadying your thigh. he shaved one slow stroke. then another. and then paused.
he pushed the razor aside and tugged you gently forward by your thighs, lowering you onto his mouth without hesitation. your breath caught immediately as his tongue flattened against your clit, licking you slow and deep like he missed you.
you moaned, grinding down, one hand gripping his hair, the other braced on the mirror behind you. “fuck, baby…”
he groaned at the sound of your voice and buried his mouth deeper. licking, sucking, moaning against you like he was starving.
“kai,” you gasped, thighs tightening.
he looked up at you, lips wet, pupils blown, looking devastatingly filthy.
you nearly came right then.
your orgasm hit embarrassingly fast. something about the angle, the teasing, the intention behind it all. you came grinding on his mouth, panting, moaning his name so loudly you knew your roommates would say something later.
he held your thighs as you shook through it. only stopped when your hips jolted too hard and your body gave out.
you slid off his face with a gasp, collapsing back against the bathroom wall.
he stood, licking his mouth.
he was hard.
of course he was hard.
how could he not be?
you were still spread out in front of him thighs slick and trembling, lips puffy from his mouth, your tank top bunched under your chest and your pretty little cunt glistening with cum and shaving cream and him. you were panting, ruined, satisfied but not done.
and neither was he.
his grey sweats did nothing to hide the thick, aching bulge pressed against the fabric. you could see the outline clear as day. it was twitching, leaking, and fucking huge. you couldn’t believe he’d even lasted this long without giving in, without dropping his pants and wrecking you from behind while you were still weak and spread open on the bathroom counter.
he just stood there, chest rising and falling fast, flushed and hard, lips swollen from your pussy and his hands clenched at his sides like he was physically trying to stop himself from touching you.
“you’re hard,” you huffed, eyes locked on his cock.
he looked down at himself like he just realized. “i—well, yeah?” he rubbed the back of his neck, looking like a guilty little boy even while his cock looked like a fucking problem. “i was… focused.”
“clearly.”
you, still pulsing between your legs, still slick with arousal. your eyes trailed down his body broad shoulders, abs twitching, flushed chest then back to that gorgeous, pathetically restrained bulge. sat up onto your knees. right there. on the cool bathroom tile.
“kai,” you murmured, fingers hooking into the waistband of his sweats.
his breath hitched as he looked down at you, eyes already blown wide.
“you don’t have to—”
you tugged his pants down.
and his cock sprang out, thick and flushed and dripping, so hard it curved toward his stomach, twitching at the sight of you. he looked like he could’ve cum from just the feeling of air hitting it.
you moaned at the sight of him. “god, baby…”
that made him flinch. that word. that voice. you licked your lips, wrapping your hand around his base, and he whimpered.
“i want you in my mouth,” you whispered. “want to taste how much you liked eating me out.”
and when you licked a slow stripe up the underside, kitten licking at the head, he shuddered. his hand flew to your hair, not pushing, just holding, like he needed something to ground himself.
you smiled, sinking your mouth down over his cock.
you were already drooling around his cock, your knees burning against the bathroom tile, mascara a mess from earlier tears but it wasn’t enough.
not for you.
not for him.
your eyes locked on his, and with a filthy little whimper, you pulled off just enough to pant, “fuck my mouth, baby… come on, baby—gag me.”
his whole body twitched. like your words shot straight through him. like he’d been barely holding himself back and you’d just given him full permission to let go.
“holy fuck,” he whispered, voice ragged, both hands fisting into your hair like he needed to. “you’re so dirty…”
then he started thrusting.
not slow. not careful. hard. right into your throat deep, fast, messy like he couldn’t stop himself even if he wanted to. and he didn’t want to.
you choked instantly, spit dripping down your chin, eyes watering as he used your mouth like it was his. because it was. he was moaning now, whining, head tossed back as his hips snapped forward again and again.
“just like that, baby,” he gasped, fucking into your throat like a man possessed. “fuck—so good, your mouth’s so fucking good—”
you gagged, eyes rolling back, and that broke him.
he pulled out suddenly, cock wet and throbbing, and you barely had time to breathe before he was grabbing you under your thighs, lifting you with ease, like you weighed nothing, and pressing your back flat against the bathroom wall.
your legs wrapped around him instinctively, arms tight around his shoulders, and then fuck he was inside you again.
he fucked up into you in one brutal thrust, thick cock stretching you open as you moaned into his neck. your head hit the wall, eyes fluttering shut.
“kai—oh my god—”
he didn’t stop. couldn’t.
he was holding you up with both hands under your ass, slamming into you like it was the only thing keeping him alive, grunting into your ear as his pace got filthy.
“you’re so fucking tight,” he growled. “you wanted this, didn’t you? wanted me to lose it?”
“yes,” you cried, digging your nails into his back, “yes, baby, fuck me—fuck me just like that—”
he was panting now, sweat forming at his hairline, his rhythm so deep and rough that the entire wall shook with it.
“god, i’m gonna cum—” he gasped. “inside, baby? can i—please, can i cum inside you?”
you could barely speak. could only nod, whining, “yes—yes, fill me up—”
and then he did.
he moaned into your shoulder, burying himself to the hilt as he came hard thick, hot spurts filling you up, his body trembling as your name spilled from his lips over and over again.
you pulsed around him, clenching so tightly from how deep he was that he groaned again, like he could barely take it.
neither of you moved for a second.
then he slowly pulled back, sliding down the wall with you.
you should’ve been satisfied.
you should’ve felt calm, sated, boneless in his arms. he’d just lifted you, fucked you against the wall, filled you up so deep and full that you were still pulsing from it. but you weren’t done.
you couldn’t be.
because as soon as you touched the tile and your thighs dripped with his cum, you were reaching for him again greedy. horny. still starving.
he looked at you from where he’d collapsed against the wall, sweat-damp hair clinging to his forehead, chest heaving, lips parted in a daze.
“baby…” he murmured, voice raw. “you’re already—”
but you were already on your knees in front of him, straddling his lap like a girl possessed. like something inside you snapped the second he emptied himself into you.
“you can give me more,” you whispered, rocking your hips slowly over his lap, letting the mess between your legs smear over his softening cock. “you want to.”
his breath hitched. his hands automatically flew to your waist.
“you’re still wet with me,” he rasped, dazed and wrecked and so desperate already. “you’re… fuck, you’re dripping.”
you leaned in close, kissing him slow, deep, with tongue and heat then ground your hips down hard, catching the sensitive head of his cock right against your soaked folds.
he whimpered into your mouth.
“i know you’re sensitive, baby,” you whispered, licking into his mouth. “but you can get hard again, can’t you? just for me?”
his eyes fluttered. “y-yeah…”
“good boy.”
and that did it.
you could feel him getting hard again under you slow and thick, pushing up against your pussy as you rocked over him. the mix of your slick and his cum made everything messy, obscene, the squelch of it echoing softly off the tile.
you reached between your legs and guided him back inside slowly, watching his jaw drop as your walls swallowed him again, his spent cock twitching helplessly as it hardened fully inside you.
“fuck,” he gasped, head falling back against the wall. “you feel—god”
you moaned, hands braced on his chest, hips rolling in slow, deep circles as you started to ride him. his hands gripped your thighs like he couldn’t believe it was happening again.
“i’m so full of you baby,” you whispered, your pussy fluttering around him, still wet and swollen from the last orgasm. “i can feel how deep your cum is, baby. i’m stuffed.”
he whined, eyes squeezing shut.
you smiled, bouncing now, skin slapping against his as you fucked yourself down onto his cock.
he let you take what you needed. let you chase your second high, mouth open and breath hitching every time you clenched around him, his arms wrapped around your waist like he was afraid you’d disappear.
when you came again loud, messy, crying out into his neck he followed instantly, cock twitching deep inside you again as his whole body shook beneath you.
you both collapsed in a tangle of limbs, bodies still joined, your pussy dripping and raw, his cock softening slowly inside the warmth of your overstimulated cunt.
he was breathing like he ran a marathon. barely able to keep his eyes open.
and you? you laid your head on his chest, completely fucked-out, a smug little smile on your lips.
you're feeling a little rattled after watching a scary movie, but maybe being scared can be fun in its own way—it's definitely fun for your boyfriend~
wc: 2.2k, tags: established relationship, smut - mdni, fear play, (slight) exhibitionism, unprotected, clothed sex, some fluff, some comfort, kai is both a sweetheart and a menace, petnames (nugget, baby), some scream references; nsfw
a/n: i fear i have lost my sanity a bit... anyway :) back with another group bc i'm currently in txt hell :) thx @blizzardfluffykpop for being insane with me and helping me flesh out this idea :) thx for dragging me back into txt too (or should i really be grateful for that?)
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A movie night in fall needs a horror flick, at least according to your friends. And you do get the appeal—Halloween is only just over and still seems to linger in the air. But if it’d been up to you, you would have gone for something a little less scary, like Hocus Pocus or Coraline. Your friends weren’t having any of that though. I promise, y/n, Scream isn’t even that scary. It’s really kinda funny, they had assured, but you would beg to differ as you make your way to the subway station. It’s silly, you know that very well, but behind every dark corner seems to hide a killer, and walking the stairs down to the station feels like a surefire way to die. You stand at the edge for a moment, staring down into the looming corridor. You can’t do it. You back away and stop in front of a 24-hour-store, the light seeping out giving you at least a little comfort. And then you pull out your phone and call your boyfriend.
“Hey, nugget,” Kai’s voice sounds relaxed.
“Hey,” you suddenly feel a little stupid for calling.
“What’s up? How’s movie night with the girls?”
“Uh, it’s already over. I’m on my way home.”
“Mhm,” he hums, and you can picture him sitting at his computer, his phone squished between his ear and shoulder, “Did you have fun?”
“Yeah, we watched a horror movie. Are you still in the studio?”
“Horror? Really?” He sounds surprised, knowing all too well that you aren’t exactly fond of scary movies, “But yeah, I’m still in the studio. Maybe for another hour or two? You can wait at my place if you want to.”
“I see.” Your voice is more timid than you’d like it to be, and Kai easily picks up on it.
“Do you need me to pick you up? I can wrap up here and we can go home together.”
“No, it’s fine,” you don’t want to mess up his plans like that, but then you also don't want to be alone right now. "Hyuka?"
"Mhm?"
"Can I—can I come over?”
“To the studio?”
“Yeah,” you chew on your lip, your eyes darting around the empty streets, “If it’s not a bother…”
“Of course it’s not. Can you get here by yourself? Or do you want me to meet you halfway?”
You shake your head even if he can’t see you, “I’m only a block away. See you in a minute.”
“Okay, see you in a minute,” he hums, “But call me if you change your mind, hm?”
“Yeah.”
The short walk to the company building does feel scary and maybe you would’ve liked for him to pick you up after all. You know he meant it when he offered too. But you should be fine to do at least this much by yourself when you’re already going to interrupt him at the studio. When you arrive the front door isn’t locked yet, so you make your way inside. The building feels kind of eerie this late at night, the corridors dark and empty, and you’re glad when you finally get to Kai’s studio, light pouring into the hallway from beneath the door.
He turns in his chair when you open the door and poke your head in. The smile on his lips is soft and genuine, “Hey, baby.”
“Hey,” you greet back as you close the door behind yourself, still feeling a little rattled.
“Aw,” he coos at your timid appearance, “was it really scary?”
You shrug and plop down on the cozy chair he has in one corner of the small room, a purchase you know he made just so you’d be comfy if you visit him.
“My baby is such a scaredy cat,” he teases with a light grin, “What movie did you watch anyway?”
“Scream.”
The grin on his lips widens, “Ghostface, huh?” He pulls up the collar of his hoodie to cover his face, the print that looks very much like the iconic mask on full display, “Am I scary now, too?” He giggles.
You meet his gaze with a pout when he lowers the fabric again, “Stop teasing me.”
His expression softens at your words and he opens his arms and motions for you to come over. “Don’t pout, baby.”
You reluctantly trudge over, straddling his hips and letting him cup your cheeks.
“You know I don’t mean anything by it,” he assures, playfully squishing your cheeks together, “and you were so brave for coming here by yourself.”
“You don’t mean that.”
“Yes, I do. And you know I would’ve picked you up, too,” his thumbs stroke your squished cheeks with a fond smile, “my brave baby.”
You grumble something that even you yourself can’t decipher, before nuzzling your face into the crook of his neck. He smells nice, like shampoo and like him, and you immediately feel grounded as you breathe in his scent. He holds you in his arms, one hand wrapped around your waist and the other comfortingly rubbing your thigh, fingertips ever so slightly slipping beneath the hem of your skirt.
“Thanks for letting me come over,” you mumble into his skin.
“Mhm, not for that,” he turns his head to leave a peck on your hair, “you can always come here.”
“Don’t say that, what if I take you up on that?”
He chuckles before leaving another peck on your temple. “Then I’ll probably never get any work done ever again. But I could live with that.”
You sit up again to look at him properly, a small grin on your face, “Really?”
He pecks your lips, “Really.”
Your grin widens, unable to hide the mischief you’re up to on your face, “If you’re never going to get any work done ever again anyway, maybe we could do something more fun than work right now,” you suggest, before kissing him back, properly this time.
He hums into your lips, and you feel the hand on your thigh move up a little higher, fingers kneading your skin, “And you already have an idea?”
“One or two?” You grind your hips into him and feel the way his grip on you tightens. When you kiss again, a little more passionately now, he lets both his hands slip beneath your skirt, cupping your ass cheeks and playing with the hem of your panties. You continue rolling your hips against him at a slow pace, feeling him grow beneath you. The friction feels good for you too, and you’re probably staining his sweatpants with the wetness soaking through the fabric of your panties.
“More,” you mumble, tilting your neck as Kai starts kissing and nibbling at the sensitive skin beneath your jaw.
“You sure? Isn’t it uncomfortable? We can go home—”
He has a point, the armrests digging into your thighs not exactly the most pleasant sensation, but you don’t really care. You tug at the hem of his sweatpants and let it snap back against his lower stomach. “It’s fine.”
“I don’t have condoms here.”
“That’s fine too,” you assure, “Wouldn’t be the first time.”
“Are you sure?”
You roll your hips again, knowing your every move weakens his resolve that hasn’t even really been there in the first place. “Very sure.”
You feel his grip on you tighten and his teeth catch on the skin of your collarbones, and you love to notice these little signs of need. Kai is always so calm with you, and that is one of the things you like about him, always making you feel loved and cherished, but sometimes it’s nice to know he wants you in a more primal way too.
He removes one of his hands from your ass to tug himself out of his sweatpants, neither of you willing to bother with undressing. He strokes himself a few times, but you quickly take over, wrapping your hand around him while he pulls your panties to the side and runs his fingers through your folds.
“You’re so wet,” he marvels, briefly letting his digits dip into your heat, “think you can already take me?”
“Yeah,” you let out a sigh when his thumb runs over your clit, “it’s good.”
He lets out a content hum before he lines himself up to your entrance, his other hand grabbing your waist to keep you steady as he helps you slowly sink down on him. He clenches his jaw and you’re sure he’s dying to just buck his hips into you and bottom out all at once, but he doesn’t. He knows better than to rush things when you go in without preparation like this, and he has no interest in hurting you for the sake of his own pleasure. So, he goes slow and steady, letting you take him inch by inch until he finally bottoms out with a relieved sigh. He doesn’t move immediately, waiting for you to signal you adjusted to his size, before he pulls your hips closer and helps you move on top of him. You keep at a slow pace, enjoying the intimacy of the moment, lazy grinds and sweet kisses, and it almost makes you want to go forever—
A noise.
The sound of a door falling shut. You tense up.
“What was that?” you whisper, heart rate picking up instantly, “Did you hear that?”
Kai seems unbothered, his lips attached to your neck, “I didn’t hear anything.”
“No, I swear,” your fingers dig into his shoulders as you strain to listen to what’s going on outside of the studio. Albeit faint, you can hear steps. “Someone is out there.”
“That can’t be,” Kai only briefly detaches from your skin, before his lips find your pulse again, “Everyone already left.”
“No,” you insist, the sound of steps slowly coming closer and closer, “Someone is in the hallway.”
“Maybe it’s ghostface looking for us,” he looks at you with a mischievous grin, “after all we’re breaking survival rule number one: you can never have sex.”
“That’s not funny,” you whine, your voice thin with fear.
“No, it’s not,” he bucks his hips into you, “but we should probably make the best of the little time we have left, right?” He bucks his hips again and it makes you see stars, despite the fear consuming you, or maybe precisely because of it. The steps are so close now, you swear whoever is out there must be just a few doors away.
“Hyuka,” You whimper desperately, staring at your boyfriend in panic, who seems way too collected about all of this. You involuntarily clench around him, who’s still sheathed deeply inside of you, and it makes him draw in air between his teeth and tighten his grip on you in hopes of keeping you still.
“Shh,” Kai holds his finger up to his lips, “You don’t want him to hear us now, do you?”
You quickly shake your head, but you can’t calm down at all. You hear another step and another and another until they are right outside the studio.
And then, they stop.
Why did they stop?
There are tears brimming in your eyes and even Kai gently rubbing circles into your skin with his thumbs can’t soothe you. You’re scared out of your mind, scared of getting caught like this, scared of whoever is out there, scared of dying.
Knock, knock.
The sound on the door is too loud against the silence of the room.
Knock.
You can’t help the scared noise escaping your throat, and you regret it immediately, but Kai is quick to cover your mouth with his palm to silence you.
“Breathe,” he whispers, “it’s all good, I promise,” and you don’t get what he means, until you hear a voice from the other side of the door.
“Security. Just wanted to let you know we’ll be closing up the building soon.”
“Thanks,” Kai yells back, his hand still covering your mouth, “I’ll be out in 30 minutes.”
Once the guard is gone, Kai lets go and looks at you with a sheepish grin. “See? It’s all good.”
“I hate you,” you weakly hit his chest, “you’re so dead.” But your words barely have any bite to them, not with the way the tears you’ve been holding in this whole time are finally spilling out and running down your cheeks.
“Oh, nugget, don’t cry,” Kai wipes them away with his thumbs, “I’m sorry, hm? Please don’t cry.”
“You better be sorry,” you give him a glare and Kai knows all too well that he has pushed you a little too far, “Nugget?”
But instead of a response you roll your hips into him, quickly picking up pace and building up a steady rhythm, leaving Kai to groan beneath you.
“We have a time limit now after all, so we better make the best of the little time we have left, right?“
“You’ve got a point there,” he presses out with a huffed laugh, as you move on top of him, clenching around him in ways you know will drive him insane.
“But we don’t have to rush that much, do we, baby?” His fingertips dig into the flesh of your hips, putting in enough strength to at least somewhat slow your movements, “Or else I’ll end up cumming all by myself.”
“You think I won’t keep going until I’m satisfied?”
“You’re the devil.”
You give him a shit eating grin as you lean in to kiss him, “So are you.”
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synopsis: your boyfriends decide to join nonutnovember.
warnings: 🔞!!! throuple/poly, established realtionship, no mxm, no protection, mentions of cum eating, creampie(s),she/her used prob forgot some sorry
wc: 3.4k
an: not proofread pls have mercy im so sleepy, I told myself I would keep these under 2k and im a liar bc as soon as this came in I knew I wouldn't be able to make it short ;-; hopefully it’s good lol thank you so much for the request @apeachty ily and you know exactly what I want to write next without even trying lol our minds are linked. also peep the reference to busy signal! anyways I have a whole bunch of other yeonkai x reader fics so check them out if you want!
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“no,”
“what do you mean by no?” yeonjun asks, “You can’t or won’t?” He's leaning back against the headboard, scrolling on his phone when he gets the message in his group chat.
“I won’t,” you shrug, snuggling closer to Kai. He's half asleep, nose pressed to the back of your neck, arms loosely wrapped around you.
“It's only one month, you’re saying you can’t go one month without sex?”
“Not that I can’t, just that I won’t. It’s so stupid if I want to cum I will, with or without you,” you pat the back of huenings hand resting against your stomach. “I do have two boys to take care of me,”
kai chuckles, sleep ridden in the rumble on your back, “I’m going to try it,”
“I cannot believe both of you are falling into peer pressure, just cause the other boys are doing it doesn’t mean you have to,”
“I was told if I hold out longer than beomgyu I get a free coffee for every day I last,” yeonjun flips his phone for you to see his chat, and sure enough everyone is bragging about how they could make it till the end of November without getting off.
“Fine, do what you want. I’m not going to sit and beg you,” holding up two fingers you wave them in his face, “I can do it myself,”
“You don't even know how to use these,” he grabs at your wrist, pressing a kiss to your fingertips.
“I'll spend the month learning, or I'll just use the vibrator and the two of you will just have to sit and watch,”
It seemed like such a light threat at the time. Not one that you would hold to but it wasn't as if you needed to hold it in the first place. Only two days in and it felt like both of them would fail. Neither of them brought this up to you, but it wasn't like they needed to, the signs were everywhere.
Yeonjun had taken to spending time in the office when studying, all of his school work done with no time left for cuddling on the couch with you. More time spent working out with taehyun and less flirty texts in between sessions like he usually sent. Huening on the other hand was slowly closing off. His tight responses ended in silence, hardly answering in your group chat. Even in bed at night both of their backs turned to you as you lay there looking up at the ceiling.
It wasn't as if you all were sex addicts, what the challenge really was, was knowing that you couldn't do something vs. just not being in the mood. It was the forbidden fruit effect spread out before them. Everything you did now was hot even if it was the most mundane thing imaginable. The season was changing and now even just watching you take off your coat after coming in from outside was enough to get them hard. Just the idea of taking your clothes off, even just one layer, was enough to send them on their way to their respective avoidance programs.
You could be laying on the couch, half asleep, and answering a question with a hum and they were done for. Even worse at night when you would change, or come fresh out of the shower, hair still dripping, leaving your shirt spotted with wet dots, the fabric getting cold enough to make your nipples hard. It was a curse to witness you walk out into the living room with your shorts showing so much skin.
And you could see it on their faces, the way their jaws tightened, throats bobbing as they swallowed. You had never seen Kai look so expressionless. Every little thing is pent up inside him, the negative aura radiating off of him as you sit down between them. Even just seeing your bare thigh sent them into the other room.
A week in is around the time you think they are going to break. Yeonjun coming home from his workout, hair still sweaty and sticking to his forehead as he wraps his arms around you from behind. His soft kisses on your neck as you prepare a cup of tea. “Want one?”
“No, I'm good,” his hands traveling under and up your shirt. It was the first time since that conversation in the bed that he's put his hands on you in any way besides helping to guide you by the small of your lower back. You melted into his hold, head rolling back, letting him feel over your skin.
Neither of you hear Kai's feet padding across the apartment's floor. Don't notice him standing right in the doorway until he clears his throat, “so you've given up already?” The accusation sounds more like a warning. It's like he's thrown a bucket of ice water over yeonjun, the realization crushing his forgetfulness. He tugs his hands away from you like you're a hot stove he's gotten too close to. “Jjunie-”
He doesn't even look up, hand over his eyes as he turns away, “No, I'm going to take a very cold shower,”
“I'll join!” it's mostly a joke, your giggle making them both scowl.
“No, stop talking about being naked around me right now,”
“Why?” you ask, leaning against the counter, tilting your head as he tries to wave away the word. Your smile stuck as he walked away.
“You're evil,” he tosses over his shoulder leaving you alone with huening. You can feel him standing there watching you. His hands shoved into the pockets of his hoodie while he leaned against the door frame.
“Do you want some?” you ask, pouring a spoonful of honey into your mug. He watches the way it dribbles and sees a dot drop to the counter, your fingers scooping it up and taking it to your mouth.
He watches you suck the honey off, not even caring that he's right there watching, hands tightening into fists as he thinks about the way your tongue would feel. He thinks he's hiding it well, that you can’t tell he's struggling so much. But he's so obvious, shaking his head and muttering that he's going to bed early. He swears he is never this horny, the two of you have gone well past a few weeks without having sex before and not even thinking much about it. Only now it’s all he can think about and it's making him feel sick, his stomach tightening every time he sees you in a room, like at any moment it won't be him you go to first to ask to get off.
Never has he been so jealous in his life, not even about yeonjun for kissing you but over your own fingers. Even if you caved and asked yeonjun to be the one to take care of you he wouldn't mind, he'd give up without question, but the idea that you can just walk around and sit with your own hand down your pants was what was killing him.
He could see it in his head, could picture that time you were struggling to get off with tears in your eyes, how he helped you just like you needed, yeonjun over the phone telling him to take care of you. He wanted that, he needed that. He wanted to help you again, he wanted you to help him, and yet he also wanted to last longer than yeonjun.
But you had had enough of watching the two of them being so avoidant. Feeling plagued by kai’s mood and yeonjun absence over something so stupid was annoying. Not caring about your tea you followed after Kai. He was already climbing onto the bed, curling up away from your side, arms crossed and eyes closed as you hopped in after him.
He doesn't acknowledge you are there even when you sneak your arms under him, wrapping him up and being the big spoon behind him. You press your face into his neck, breathing in his comforting smell, humming right against his ear.
“Hyuka?” it's rare you use the nickname, only when you really want something, kai associating it the most with your desperate calls for him to touch you. You can feel his body tightening, your leg raising to lay on top of his, tugging him even closer to you. “You're so tense,” Your hand on his stomach rubs in soft circles over the fabric of his hoodie, his breath hitching every time you pass over the waistband of his sweatpants. “You know I could help with that,”
Kai pulls himself away from you, all the way off the bed as you roll on your back. The little smile on your lips eating him alive. He was hard, painfully so, watching you there softly roll your hips, beckoning him. He can hear the sound of the shower, the beating water, the only other noise in the room, the light under the door fanning out around the floor. He watched you sit up on your knees, right at the edge of the bed, hands reaching out to tug him closer to you.
He let it happen, caved, and leaned down to rest his forehead on yours, eyes pinched closed as he muttered, “You're Killing me,” he could feel your smile when you kissed him, arms wrapping around his neck.
You had him right where you wanted him, his whimpers between kisses only pushing you on, pulling him back to the bed. He didn't say anything as he laid back against the headboard, your legs straddling him, and your hands already pulling off his top. “I shouldn't-”
“I won't tell,” you say in between kisses, his erection pressed into your thigh. “We can be quick, yeonjun won't even have to know,”
“He’ll know,” kai’s not even trying to keep it down, his soft whimpers leaving every time he rolls his hips to try and gain friction against your leg. “And I won't stop after just once, I don't think it will be enough,”
Both of you jump at the sound of yeonjuns voice, “What is this? My girlfriend in bed with another man?” Neither of you had even heard the water turn off, the steam still wafting out of the bathroom behind yeonjun as he rubbed a towel against his wet hair.
“Oh no Huening, I think my boyfriend caught us,” sometimes the three of you liked to joke like this, poking fun at the idea of what others thought about your relationship. But Kai wasn't in the mood. He wrapped his arms around you, flipping you over so you were on your back and he was on top pushing you into the mattress.
“My girlfriend, my bed. I want first,” he leaves no room for argument, his mouth back on your neck, hips grinding into yours.
“Giving up so early already Huening, I knew you couldn't last,” yeonjun tisks, he sits back in his chair in the corner of the room, his favorite view for moments like this. His towel is draped across his bare shoulders, arms crossed as he looks right at you. “And you, I'm sure you teased him into it,”
“no, I’d never do something like that,”
“Liar,” they both say at the same time, kai’s face pressed against your neck, hot mouth working down your throat. You wrap your legs around him pushing him closer, his breathy whimpers right in your ear. Twisting your fingers into kai's hair you pull on the strands, your smile eating yeonjun alive. He could tell himself he wouldn't cave but he knows it's a slim chance when he sees you like this with huening.
Not when he watches the way your lips fall open when kai pushes into you, the sweet little sounds you're making leaves him hard in seconds. It's worse now too because you're looking at him like you know exactly what he's thinking. And you do know, it's not too hard to guess as he leans back with his arms crossed, knuckles turning white as he readjusts in his seat to try and find some kind of relief.
Kai didn't even feel the need to strip you, pushing your panties to the side and not worrying about preparing you. The guttural moan he released when he was fully seated inside you reverberated against your whole body. He was a mess of whimpers, arms wrapping around you pulling you as close as he could, shallow thrusts in apology for ever denying himself from you. “Never again- I won't- I can't-” he's trying to get the words out, broken moans filtering through each breath he takes.
“He can't even talk, and I'm not even going to judge because if it's anything like how I remember I'd be just as bad,” yeonjun mutters, his jaw so tight he hardly opens his mouth to say it.
“Jjunie,” you moan, tugging kais hair as his hips stutter against yours, “don't you want to cum for me?”
Kai won't last hearing the word come from your mouth, every thrust just making you wetter, your warmth pulling him in. He's surprised he even lasted this long before he felt his first orgasm. If it wasn’t for the way he starts to tremble you wouldn't have noticed that he has cum already, not when he doesn’t pull out, doesn’t even slow down.
“Don't give me that look,” yeonjun warns, but it is not like you can help it when kai is pulling one of your legs up by the back of your knee, his hips sinking deeper, your eyes rolling back at the new depth.
Yeonjun doesn't even notice how his own hips are moving, leaning back just enough in his chair so that each roll gives him the just right amount of friction against his oversized sweatpants. He's trying not to make it obvious just how hard he is but he's finding it harder and harder to keep his hands off himself and away from you when the headboard starts to creek against the wall.
Huenings lets out a mix of grunts and whimpers, his cum making you so much easier to slip in and out of, the soft slapping sound of his thighs against yours drowning out any other thought in his mind. “Look at me,” he's gasping, pulling back just enough so that his hand not holding your leg can grasp the headboard, softening the sound for only a second before the bed is back to squeaking.
You don't deny him, his hair hanging around his eyes, mouth open as he feels the first tingle of overstimulation, thin silver chain necklace dangling just above your chin. His knees are digging into the mattress, the angle pushing him so much deeper. You reach down with one hand to rub on your clit, the other scratching at the back of his neck.
He's finding it hard to keep his eyes open as he tried not to cum again, “God you look so pretty like this,”
“Did you miss me?”
“Fuck yes, I missed this- I missed your pussy so- so much,” he trails off in a whimper, head tossed back exposing his throat to you.
Your orgasm is so close, aided by all of his desperate sounds. When all of his little ‘ah-ah’s’ get close together you feel yourself tip over the edge. Kai can’t handle the way you clench around him, the both of you are so wrapped up in each other that you don't notice the way yeonjun has to close his eyes. He's begging and praying that he could be stronger than he is but this is too much for him.
Worst still is how you look over at him at just the last second, a taunt caught right in your creased brow. He can't even take the pressure of his pants anymore, he tugs them down, cock hitting his stomach, heavy and aching. It does little to cure him of this need.
Kai lets go of the headboard, arms pulling you closer as he peppers your face in kisses, his happy giggle pressed right to your pulse. “Do you feel better?”
“So much,” he sighs, “I don't even care about losing anymore I just wanted- no I needed you so bad,”
“You know who else needs to forget the stupid bet?” your eyes are trained on the way yeonjun is trying and failing not to move his hips. Every micro-movement brushing his red tip against his skin gives the smallest amount of relief but not enough.
“Don't talk like I'm not right here,” his eyes are closed, fingers leaving imprints on his biceps.
“You should help him,” Kai continues, nose sliding down your cheek before he gives a soft kiss to the edge of your mouth. He pulls away, leaning back on his heels as he pulls out of you, quick to move your panties into place to catch any of your combined release in place to not spill on the sheets.
Standing on shaking legs you stand, stumbling until yeonjun pulls you on top of him. He's groaning as soon as you straddle him, his hands on your hips like a vise. “Why torture me?”
“No one said you had to watch, I was content with not letting you know but you sat down and didn't look away,” your nails lightly scratch over his chest, his humming response matches the subtle way he's trying to grind up into your clothed clit, panties wet and warm against him.
“I'll just put it in, I won't even move, I just- I need something,” it's like he's asking permission, wondering if this will mean he's failed, if you'll tell on him. Huening chuckles from the bed, knowing the truth because the second yeonjun slips in he won't be able to help himself.
“Okay, I won't move either,” you slip your hand down to pull your underwear to the side, the dribbles of your slick and kais cum leak all over. Dripping onto yeonjuns veiny cock and stomach. You try to wipe it away, your fingers on him making his ads flex, cock jumping when you put your fingers to your mouth, sucking away the saltiness. You barely get your fingers away from your mouth before yeonjuns kiss you. His favorite taste is you mixed with cum.
When you sink down on him both of you moan, the sound caught right in the back of your throat, his eyes squeezed tight as he tries not to thrust up into you. He's devastated to find that you feel even better than he remembered, his hold on your hips almost bruising as you clench around him.
“This was a horrible idea,” he’s gasping, “oh shit- i-,” he's cut off by your first attempt at moving up and down. “No, don’t, I won't be able to last-”
“But jjunie-” you whine, hand pushing into your lower stomach, right over where you can feel him pressing so deep into you. “I wanna cum again,”
“She's so greedy,” Kai adds, your hips rocking back and forth enough to leave yeonjun speechless.
Clit grinding onto his pelvis, you don't even care about bouncing anymore, the perfect friction to get you off, the tip of his cock pressed right against your g-spot bumping over and over with each movement of your hips. “You're going to have to get off, I can't lose- I won't-”
But it's not like he's letting you get off of him, he's actively helping you grind down on him, fingers digging into the flesh of your ass, “faster-” he's moaning, your hands on his shoulders for leverage before you're falling apart, your toes curling, every noise pressed right to his ear. The way your walls are fluttering around him makes his balls tighten, “I just won'tcum I just won't- I won't - I- fuck -oh fuuuckk,” He's not even stopping now, thrusting up into you to ride out his high, shoving all his cum as far as he can get it, not worried anymore when it feels this good.
“You're the worst,” yeonjun chuckles after the two of you have caught your breath, “I love you so much, but actually you're evil and I love it,”
“It's not my fault you couldn't help yourself, I told you it was stupid,”
“I just won't tell anyone this happened,” he shrugs but kai laughs from the bed.
“I already told everyone you lost,”
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synopsis: the one where you finally convinced your boyfriend to film a sextape with you.
wc: 3.6k ✶ warnings: dom!kai, meandom moments, sub!reader, name calling (whore, slut, cumslut, baby), fingering, filming during sex, choking, dirty talk, overstimulation mentions (f! and m!), multiple orgasms (f!rec), no protection, no pull out mentions, like one spank, marking, manhandling, teeth use, dacryphilia, subspaceish, breast play, dumbification? I think thats it im so sorry if I left something out-
an: oh so this got so far away from me im a bit surprised well not really cause it’s huening I can't help myself- 2k of this is smut omfg but this is not proofread so sorry >< pls forgive me
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“We won’t show it to anyone, it will be just for us,” you had said it so sweetly, fingers twisting in the hem of Kai’s shirt as you asked, as if it was a casual conversation, when to him it was anything but casual.
Standing in the kitchen of your shared apartment, he had been stirring honey into his tea, the jingling of your keys the soundtrack to your daily arrival. He could have listed the order of the next coming songs, the lock twisted, shoes kicked off with a soft thud, your bag next, keys in the bowl by the door. And you would come into the kitchen, the smile on your lips mixing with your words as you said hiii, always dragging out the word as if you hadn't been allowed to exhale all day, not until you were in his presence, in your safe space.
But today you had not greeted him, no, you had found your words coming out far too fast as you turned the corner into the kitchen, “We should make a sex tape.”
It had been a bolt of lightning, the words just as shocking, his body jolting enough to make the tea in his mug slosh over onto his hand, the burn of it lost to the track his mind had taken. “S-sex tape?” he hadn't stuttered on the word since he was in school, since he had learned to steady his fumbling hands, and calm his racing thoughts. But one sentence had pressed the rewind button of his hold on himself.
He should have known, it was always you who had made him revert back to some love-sick puppy with limited experience. It had been written into the beginning of your relationship, because all at once, he had lost his confidence with one look from you. His knees weak, his ability to drag out his orgasm diminished, and his groans turned to whimpers. Your first time spent together had him breathlessly stating, I'm not usually like this, whining into your neck as he came from only a few shallow thrusts.
It wasn't as if you had minded; you found it endearing to have someone as big and sweet as Kai fall apart for you, and finishing early had never been something you cared about when he kept going, determined to make it up to you. And as the two of you learned each other's bodies, he had found his footing again, dragging out nights until the two of you could hardly catch your breath, until you had collectively split several orgasms between you two.
A sex tape only seemed like the next viable step. Because when he was gone, late at work or out with his friends, you couldn't help but think about how empty your bed was, how much you missed him. Your memory and your imagination only took you so far, and you're sure it's easier to imagine it's his fingers between your legs instead of yours when you have visual proof of it before your eyes and not behind them.
The idea was appealing to him, albeit a little shocking; he could see it already, you on your knees before him, blinking up at the camera in his hand like you were now, begging for his cock like you begging him to say yes now. Standing in front of him now, finger light as it dragged along the waistband of his grey sweatpants before you slid it up under his shirt. His stomach flexed, feeling the way you traced his happy trail before scratching back down. “Don't you think it would be kinda hot?”
He couldn't even get the word out, nothing but a shaking breath as he nodded, yes.
And the two of you had all but dropped the idea altogether, at least for a while. Because it built up in his mind, snowballing into something that was far too constant on his mind when it didn't seem like you were jumping to start any time soon. You could have pulled out your phone, or he could have, but that isn't what he had wanted when he began to imagine it.
In his head, he had seen the way the two of you looked on your shared bed, the camera just far enough away for the two of you to forget it was even there. So he had planned it, bought a tripod, and set it up in the corner of your room like a reminder or a place holder.
But it had been you who brought it up again, in the heat of the moment, kissing in the elevator up to your apartment, your nose bumping his when you asked, “Do you think we could do it tonight?” because it had been weighing just as heavily on your mind, that damn tripod cutting into your mind at the worst and best of times.
The question had Kai’s mind back in the kitchen that first time you had asked, his stomach a mess of knots, the cords of his lust and nerves braided together. It was as if he were standing at the edge of a cliff and everyone was waiting to watch him jump into the water, his excitement only blooming from his faint fear. Your desperate, “please,” making his decision for him because you were someone he could never deny, not when you were hanging onto him like this, a bundle of energy ready to be unraveled by him alone.
You almost couldn't believe how prepared he was, how well he had planned, just because you had asked one question a month ago. The camera was placed a few feet from the edge of the bed, diagonally, to get the whole of the space, and you sat just in frame, legs hanging off the side as you tried to watch huening and not the way the lens felt like it was tracing your skin, and it wasn't even on yet.
Suddenly, you were the nervous one, looking down at your clothes, ones you hadn't picked for something like this, you worried at your lip, rolling the flesh between your teeth when Kai looked up, finger just at the record button. “Ready?” and he looked almost excited, as if it had been at his suggestion that the two of you were doing this instead of your own.
When you give a shy nod, Kai presses down starting the camera and the blinking light starts to capture your every breath.
“Nervous, baby?” There was a gravel hint to his voice, low and prickling the hair on the back of your neck. Your hands twisted in the duvet, your shoulders stiff as you give the only response you've been able to think since coming back up and realizing that it was real. That you were actually doing this. It had nothing to do with Kai; the only way you could explain it was that you were camera shy.
You had known this for a while, felt it as soon as any camera was faced your way, you could curl up like the edges of burnt paper, wanting to hide the flush creeping over your body. But it seemed Kai had the opposite effect. Because as soon as that light was blinking, you could see the switch in him, flicked with no sense of being turned off until the battery died or you had both found yourself worn out and hung out to dry.
“You know I'll take care of you,” he prowled to you, his back to the camera as he moved, his fingers moving up to brush at your cheek. It worked to pull you in, to distract you from the blinking light, the ghosting of his knuckles making your lashes flutter, “I always do,” and in a flash, his hand was at the back of your neck, pulling you up from your spot on the bed, closer to him to crash your lips to his.
You can taste the need on his tongue, feel it in the way he nips at your mouth, you reach out for him, fingers curling in his shirt. He doesn't care about how sloppy the makeout is, not when he loves to feel you gasp for air against his mouth; he would give you the air from his own lungs if he could. Leaving a hot trail of open mouthed kisses down from your jaw to your neck, he sucks bruises onto your skin, his free hand holding you at your waist, pulling your hips to his so you can feel just how badly he wants you.
Your head lolls back as he angles your neck just right for him to graze his teeth, and you catch sight of the camera, your imagination running wild at how the two of you must look in the viewfinder. Because Kai was curved into you like your bodies were made to meld, and it made you dizzy to think about how true it felt when he had you like this.
But when he pulls away, you're whimpering, the spots he's kissed over you growing cold without him near as he grabs the back of his shirt at the collar, tugging the fabric up and over his head. His jeans, belted, still hang so low on his hips, the waistband of his underwear clinging to him at every perfect groove. You reach out, nails scratching down the warm planes of his abs, fingers hooking into his belt when he grabs at your wrist.
“No, no, not yet,” he tisks, his knuckle right under your chin to guide your eyes up from his body to meet his. “I want to take care of my girl first.”
You mewl at his words, his hands coming to your shirt, pulling it off of you just as he had his own, tossing it in the same direction. You almost can't take it when he leans down to kiss you over your chest, your arms wrapping around his shoulders, when he bites at the thin skin not covered by your bra. His nose dragging down your cleavage as he unhooks the fabric and lets it slide as far as it can to reveal your peaked nipples for him.
You're almost embarrassed when he turns the two of you to get a better view of your body for the camera. His tongue comes out to lick at the sensitive bud, slowly taking his time with each side, only to blow cool air onto trails he's left to watch you jump from the sensation. It's humiliating to think he had such control over your body but only for as long as it takes for his hands to push down your skirt, panties following, falling to a pool at your ankles.
Kai leans into your neck, his nose digging into the space behind your ear, his hands coming up the back of your thighs, cupping your ass, and kneading the flesh. He groans low in his throat, the sound felt rumbling against your chest as he slides his fingers through your wetness, “so fucking soaked,” he hardly even touches you, just dragging his fingers over the outside of your folds, “all this for me?” You nod, nails digging into his shoulders. “Use your words,” he demands, his hand still cupping your ass, quick to give a harsh slap.
You jolt forward, impossibly closer to him as you gasp out the word, “yes,”
He pulls away entirely, and you're left far too cold after so much heat, “kai-” you want him back, need him back, but he only sits at the edge of the bed, the corner of the mattress between his legs, spread wide enough for you to stand between. Looking at him now, you're completely blocking the view of him from the camera, but it's exactly how he wants it.
Walking into the space he's made for you, you stand just about to reach out for him when he grabs ahold of your hips and forcefully spins you around, your hands come up to block yourself from the lens as if it were eyes seeing far too much. But Kai is quick to pull you back, stumbling you sit down on him, ass flush with the bulge in his jeans, his groan heavy in the air.
He spreads his fingers along your stomach, both hands taking up so much space as he squeezes you like he would one of his favorite plushies. “Don't hide now, this was your idea,” he mutters into your ear, his hands sliding to your thighs, hold strong as he leans back, lifting your legs to hook them over his own, spreading you wide for the camera. “I want to make sure we capture just how desperate you are.”
Your knees try to pull, feeling so exposed, so dirty, spread out like this, your hands reaching out for his, where he holds you, his legs stretch even wider in retaliation. “Hyuka-” your head rolls back, resting against his shoulder, your face trying to find a space to hide against the side of his neck.
“Hum? What is it, baby? You shouldnt be shy…” he drags one hand up, fingers ghosting over your clit until you're twitching, “we both know in a few minutes im going to have you begging for my cock like the little whore you are, i mean look at you now,” he slides his fingers between your folds, so, so, slow, collecting the wetness thats built up, enough so that its nearly dripping from his digits, “a mess.”
He has you trembling, the teasing too much as he scissors his fingers, capturing the view of your cunt for the camera before he slides them back down, pushing them into your waiting entrance. Your body arches away from him, the moan ripped from you just as well as him, the choir of it so loud in your shared room. His free hand presses you down by your pelvis, the tips of his fingers just grazing your clit so that every movement from you has him rubbing against you.
“Always so fucking warm,” he drags his fingers out and back in, curling them just right, “so fucking tight,” your eyes squeeze shut, your body having trouble with staying so spread open if not for the way he has you held in place, your scratching at his arms, nails digging into them as he slowly fucks his fingers into you, taking his time like he had planned to stay here all night.
He groans as you dig your ass into his aching dick, trapped under the two of you as you roll into his fingers, needing more than the slow pace he's picked for you. Turning his head, he mutters against your cheek, “Are you going to finish on my fingers or do you think I should make you wait for my cock?”
You're nearly in tears, shaking your head when he stops his hand from moving, still pressed deep in your cunt, the heel of his palm finding your clit as he reaches up with his free hand to wrap around your throat. “Use your words,” he demands, his fingers squeezing just enough to make the air catch in your lungs. “If you beg, maybe I'll let you finish on both.”
Deperately, you fight for the words to come, gasping on them as you plead, for him to ruin you. He lays his palm flat, fingers sinking deeper, the pressure applied perfectly to your clit as you grind down, and you're falling apart, shaking as your toes curl, and your vision blurs. He lets you ride out your high, only pulling his fingers free when your sounds become more strained.
He brings his hand to his mouth, sucking on the slick arousal he's collected, moaning at the taste of you. “God, I love how sweet you are,” he presses the fingers he's just had in his mouth to your lips, “open,”
You listen without complaint, letting him slide them onto your tongue until he's fucking them into your mouth the same way he had your pussy, making you take them down until you have tears slipping down your cheeks. The camera is all but gone from your mind, all you can think about is him, about the way he closes his legs, but your thighs are still trembling.
Moving you, he lays you out on the bed, your body half limp as you push yourself up onto your hands and knees, the lens of the camera head on as he walks around the bed. The sound of his belt buckle pulls you back, your head turning over your shoulder as you watch him unzip his pants.
Kai's hair hangs in his eyes, his gaze catching yours, his smirk like a hand down your body, unzipping you until you're nothing but nerve endings ready for him to tie into place. “Look at the mess you made on me.” The wet spot on his jeans is shameful, but you don't even care anymore, not when he's pushing them down, his cock, heavy and thick, hitting his stomach.
You arch for him at the sight, angling your already oversensitive cunt into his view. He climbs onto the bed, one hand coming to your hip and the other wrapped around him, tugging along the length of him, thumb collecting the precum already beading at the tip. “My pretty girl,” he slides his hand up your spine from your hip, “are you going to cry for me?”
“Yes,” because you could already feel it bubbling in you; felt it as he rubbed his tip right against your slit, your hands curling in the fabric of the duvet, and you pushed back against him, looking to rush the process. He almost doesn't let you, almost pulls away again, but he can't, not when he's this hard, not when he can feel it all the way down to the base of his soul.
“My greedy slut,” he pushes in, his hand on your back sliding down to your shoulder blades, pushing you down into the mattress, your arms giving out under you, face pressed into the sheets. Your yelp is loud, meshing with the moan that is ripped from him, his eyes clenching shut at the way you flutter around him, body sucking him in until he's dizzy.
He had to hold you still, needs to calm himself before he finishes too fast, because he wants to, it's all he can think about. Kai can't stop himself for too long, not when you start to whimper, hips rolling again as he tries to keep you still. He grabs at your hips, tightening until he knows he's the one in control, before he slowly drags out of you until only the tip rests right at your entrance, testing his resolve.
And it all breaks away when you whine low and needy for him, “Hyuka, please.”
He fucks right back into you, pushing in all at once, not caring about the way you cry out, not when you feel this good underneath him. There is no slowing his pace the second he starts the cruel speed, no longer teasing but tiring. You're breaking open beneath him, the sound of the skin on skin the only other noise in the room to accompany his moans, gritting out between his teeth as he loses himself in you.
Your mouth is caught open, drool pooling on the sheets, making a spot just as wet as the one you had left on his pants. It's only when he starts to slow, returning with a languid grind, that he demands, “beg,”
“Please! Kai- please-” you're choking on your tears, body numb before he reaches down around you to press on your clit again. You all but strangle his cock, a cry ripped from you as he presses down.
“Beg for my cum, show the- fuck!- show the camera how much of a cumslut you are for me.” You're making it so hard for him to stay sane, but he needs you there with him, needs to feel you finish with him.
“I want it- please, Kai- please, I need it,” you're shaking your head in the sheets, tears a mess, words watery as you choke them out, rambling incoherently. And Kai is lost, hips slamming into yours so hard your legs give out, your body flush against the mattress as he angles himself to fit just right in this position. The new angle forces him deep enough to hit the space inside you that makes your mind shut off, and you're both cumming on the edge of a sob.
Kai can't even keep up anymore, seating himself flush against your body with a groan that goes throughout his whole chest, as he cums inside you, cock twitching, so much you're clawing at the sheets, arching your hips to meet his, to take everything he has to give you.
You're so warm and full it's hard to breathe, not when you think kais is done only for him not to be. Because he's back to fucking into you, slow and relentless, pushing his release as deep as he can get it. Both of you are trembling from the overstimulation as he wraps his hand around your throat, the other one pressing into your back, keeping you arched just right for him to make you squeal. He lifts you until you're looking at the camera, his mouth to your ear as he whispers, “You did so good for me.”
The praise makes you preen, your body too weak to push back, too lost to a space inside yourself that you don't ever want to leave. And when he stills, laying his weight on you, you clench around him, content with staying exactly there for as long as he wants to keep you.
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Summary: Kai Kamal Huening can never escape the ‘soft boy’ allegations. No matter how much he tries to show that he’s not the same plushy loving nerd he was at 19, no one seems to believe him. At least his pretty girlfriend knows that’s not the case.
⤷ smut, tease!kai with a smidge of meandom!kai. he just wants to prove himself to you (himself)! p in v. unprotected sex (USE CONDOMS!!!) minors dni
a/n: haven’t written smut in a while and this is way out of my comfort zone but i hope it’s okay ! this also lowk just went in a random direction when i started writing the smut portion so….
Kai is soft. There’s no edge to the Kai Kamal Huening that everybody else knows - that your friends know. His own friends think that too despite knowing him for so long. Yeah, he may put on an attitude but that’s all for show when he’s arguing with friends. The guy is a big softy on power with otaku pervert Choi Soobin.
The guy loves plushies for God’s sake. Even though he persists that he’s ‘grown out of it’ and he doesn’t want to be known at that ‘plushy guy’ he still has 3 on his bed that he just can’t part from. He loves anime and silly cartoons. He prefers getting sugary drinks over beers with his friends.
It didn’t help that for so long he went around with curly brown locks that reached his jawline and soft cheeks that made him look impossibly docile. As he aged, lost baby fat and grew into his features Kai continued to try and deny the softy allegations with more depth. He tried icy blonde which did look good but undeniably did him no favours as the bright colour mellowed out his sharp features so he grew his hair out and dyed it black. He changed his style and found comfort in wearing dark, baggy clothes. Even with the distressed band tees and manly appearance he still couldn’t escape the teasing from his friends.
“You literally have a Calico Critter charm on your bag, Huening.” Yeonjun stresses as he points at the dangling figure. It’s nothing short of cutesy. A little calico cat with a strawberry hat on and a blue pair of dungarees. It matches with the puppy farmer that’s attached to your bag.
“Yeah. It’s something you do when you have a girlfriend, hyung.” Kai rebuts as he defends the charm hanging off of his otherwise plain, black bag. A round of cackles split across the table because Kai’s reply rolled off his tongue so naturally it causes Yeonjun to malfunction at the blatant disrespect from his younger friend.
Yeonjun slaps his palm against the table and ignores the way the glasses shake, “Hey! You little shit. You’re so lucky we’re in public right now.”
Kai just stifles a laugh behind the rim of his pint glass. Taehyun cheekily nudges Kai’s shoulder to further annoy Yeonjun who curses as he runs a hand through his hair. He complains about how younger ones no longer respect their hyungs - to which Beomgyu agrees with an overly enthusiastic cheer.
“Don’t listen to Yeonjun, Kai. It’s okay to like cute things as long as Y/N does too.” Soobin hums from across the table. Kai sighs, “Are you guys ever going to give that up? I’m a grown man now.”
Beomgyu cackles obnoxiously. It makes a few heads turn around to face the group but he proudly ignores it. Kai sighs as he slumps back into his seat.
He’ll never win this argument.
The next day Kai finds himself unwinding in your place. Your roommate had decided to stay the night with her girlfriend and basically told you to invite Kai around since she knows it’s been a while since you’ve had alone time. You love Sana and how observational she is despite the fact she basically told you that it’s been a while and you’re practically bone dry down there.
‘What’s the point of your little boy toy then?’
You argued that it happens when you’re both working so much but she just rolled her eyes and explained that when that happens the sex is the best. Unfortunately, you partially agreed.
But you don’t want to cloud your only time with Kai with lust fuelled desires. Especially when he appears with the cutest grin and the softest, most passionate kiss on your lips as he mumbles how much he missed you that you almost feel guilty when the lustful fire lights deep within your belly.
Kai makes himself at home in your room. It’s only natural that being over so many times that he’s perfected the position that’s most efficient to cuddle you in. He pats the space next to him with a soft twinkle in his eyes that makes you feel like the luckiest, most loved girl in the world.
You coo as you slip next to him, smiling fondly as he arms circle your waist. Kai lets out a soft laugh as you pepper his jawline with kisses.
“You’re the cutest, Hyuka.” You hum as you place a final kiss against his cheek. He hums and tightens his grip on your waist, fingers needing at the skin exposed between your tank top and sleeping bottoms. The pressure is a little firmer than usual but you pay no mind as you squeeze his cheek playfully. You muse at how pliant he is under your touch.
“Hey..” He whines as he pulls his face back. You apologise softly and sooth over the skin you just pinched. Kai retaliates by pinching the skin of your hip, giggling as you hiss playfully at the feeling.
“Okay. Okay. We’re even.” You muse as you glance up at your boyfriend’s face. You can’t help but to admire the features he’s grown into despite knowing him for so long. The contrast of the soft look in his eyes next to his sharp cheekbones and jawline is dizzying at times.
Kai plants a soft kiss on your hairline and moves the hand from your waist to pick strands of loose hair from your face.
“You’re cuter.” Kai mumbles. You flush a little at the compliment, whispering a coy ‘thank you’ under your breath. Kai smiles ever so charmingly, fingers tracing the shadow across your cheekbones and jawline.
Being under Kai’s attention makes you feel fuzzy inside. The way his caramel eyes soften as he looks at you, drinking you in with nothing but pure admiration is addicting and it leaves you zoning out as you stare back, equally enamoured.
Kai shifts. It’s subtle but the way his neck bends down by that extra centimetre and his lips subtly pucker, you find yourself closing the distance in a heartbeat.
It’s soft at first. It always is. Kai’s cute pink lips are always soft but the pressure behind the kiss adds an edge which leads you chasing for more. His hand that was tracing your face softly slides back to create a firmer grip on your head, pushing you further into the kiss.
A faint hum resonates from your throat as Kai’s tongue peeks out to lick at your lip. It’s a silent request for you to part your lips for him and you do so without much thought. It’s a battle between your tongues that you let him win, relishing in the way he softly takes the lead for both of you.
Kai leans back to allow himself to reposition. His gaze had shifted to something heavier, eyes lidded in a way that makes the fire in your stomach grow tenfold. He uses his stature as an average to easily push you against the plush sheets of your bed, smirking at the soft ‘oof’ you let out as your breath catches in your throat.
“I’m sorry, baby. I just need you so bad.” Kai admits and although his tone is dripping with guilt, the shit-eating smirk on his face says otherwise. You roll your eyes and extend your arms to circle around his neck.
Kai plants his forearms on either side of your head and allows you to pull him closer with no fight. He follows your lead and presses another heated kiss against your lips.
It’s hard to fight the giggle that bubbles in your throat and Kai pulls back once an airy squeak leaves your mouth. He hums as he focuses on your neck, pressing sloppy hot kisses against the vibrating skin as he mumbles ‘what’s so funny’ in that deep voice that makes your head spin with each word.
“You’re so not sorry.” You laugh, letting out a yelp as his teeth nick the sensitive skin of your neck. He whines when your fingers find themselves tangled in the hair at the nape of his neck. He almost mewls as you hiss “No hickies. I have work.”
He seems unaffected by your words as he licks a stripe up your neck.
“Kai. Just hurry up.” It’s hard to get antsy when someone who looks like Kai is all over you.
Kai pulls back, lips glossy with spit. He huffs as he attempts to flick his fringe out of his eyes, “And you were laughing at me for being needy?”
A flutter of hushed giggles follows after.
“Shut up, you big baby. It’s been two weeks and I’m horny. Just fuck me already.” Kai doesn’t need to you repeat, or really finish your sentence because he practically winds you with how fast he pulls your bottoms off. You chuckle as he throws the flimsy material over his shoulder and follows by shrugging his hoodie off.
Kai is eager. He’s always been and it’s a trait that you actually love about him. He’s like a puppy that’s waiting at your beck and call, eager to please and as quick as possible. But he’s also a man who at the aspect of having sex, ditches clothes in record time.
His nimble fingers find themselves at the elastic edge of your panties in a split second. You can’t help but smirk, pushing yourself up on your forearms. Kai’s eyes flicker up to gage your reaction before he pulls the frilly material down your legs.
“Seriously? Not even giving me time to take my top off?” You muse. Kai stifles a laugh as he realises how keen he must look, “Well. You have hands, don’t you?”
“Cheeky fucker.”
You suppose you can’t say much as your top is shed almost as quick as Kai pulls your pants down. He sheds his bottom half swiftly, boxers hanging dangerously low on his waist. He leans back to push his longer hair back once more, drinking in the sight of your body as he does so.
“Tell me how much you missed me.” He demands. Despite the amount of times you’ve been under your insatiable boyfriend you can’t help but feel a little flustered when he asks you such things. Kai laps it up though. Maybe it makes him feel less ‘soft’.
“So much, Kai.” You reply bashfully, a dust of heat settling in the apples of your cheeks. Kai descends over your body once more like a predator over its prey. His sharp eyes drill holes into your face as he silently commands you to continue talking, “I’ve been thinking about you every night. You left me for too long.” You pout playfully. Kai’s ego boosts a little.
Kai crawls further down your body until his chin is hovering over the mound of your pussy. Your legs twitch in anticipation, flesh prickling as his hands smooth over the skin.
“I guess I’ve been a bad boyfriend then? Hm?” He asks as he pegs your thighs open with little resistance. You nod, lips twinkling with anticipation. Your mouth practically waters at the sight of your boyfriend enthusiastically diving between your legs.
The reaction is instant. You can’t help the moan that tumbles from your mouth when Kai expertly targets the bundle of nerves that’s been yearning desperately for his touch. You purposely denied yourself any relief in the 14 days spent apart so this night would be most satisfactory.
His tongue twirls with precision. Each flick and drag sends another jolt through your system that has your fingers curling into your sheets. Kai can’t help but grind against your mattress slightly to ease the pressure building in his dick. He’s been practically half chubbed since you opened the front door to him and let him in over an hour ago.
“Oh. Shit, Kai.” The swears spew from your mouth naturally as your hips twist to follow his tongue. He uses the grip on your thighs to keep you grounded but each twist of his tongue and bump from his nose sends you reeling.
He leans back and releases his grip from your thigh to sliver a hand towards your core. He spits, letting the saliva drip from his tongue sinfully. His fingers trace where it falls, tracing it like a map before he easily wiggles it inside your sopping cunt.
You gasp at the intrusion. The feeling is familiar yet foreign at the same time and it leads you to chase it with a wiggle of your hips.
“You really did miss me. Did you touch yourself to me while I was gone?” Kai asks almost casually as he inserts another finger - as if he’s not scissoring you open with a second finger so effortlessly. You’re breathy but you reply swiftly, “No. I waited for you Hyuka.”
Kai coos as his lips land in a soft upturned curl. His fingers twist and turn as he tries to find the spongy spot that makes you see stars. The sound of your moans increasing makes him continue his blissful attack.
Sweat begins to bead in your hairline as the room heats up under the intensity of his actions. You mewl and arch at the feeling, walls pulsing and sucking in the length of his fingers greedily. You’d be lying if you said you hadn’t thought about this exact moment an embarrassing amount of times in the weeks apart. Kai brings you back to the moment with a bump of his thumb against your clit.
“Such a good girl for me. Aren’t you?” Kai tries to solicit a pathetic reply from you but just receives a cry of lust when he finally lands on the spot that has you mewling like a cat in heat. It’s hard to think when his long, thin fingers make easy work of the gummy walls, curling and prodding expertly. The sloshing sound of your slick spewing from your pussy makes Kai’s dick pulse and your blood rush.
No matter how sore his hand gets at the bend of his wrist he finds himself chasing your reactions. Each moan progressively getting more needy or more breathless as he tries a new angle. It’s a race of temptation that makes his cock twitch in his boxers.
Kai’s dirty mouth isn’t new to you but it makes your head spin when he casually asks you his next few questions.
“Feel good baby? Should I keep going or should I make you cum on my dick instead?” It’s too many questions for you to answer. Your mind races as you greedily filter through his questions. Kai dips his head to leave a few kitten licks as your clit but it’s hard when his arm is already flexing so hard to keep abusing the spot that makes your toes curl and eyes roll back.
“I-I don’t know. Kai. Please it feels good! Don’t stop.” You practically slur. All of the grievances you’ve suffered this week are packed away and hurl you towards an embarrassingly quick orgasm thanks to a few tugs of Kai’s wrists. Perhaps a compliment for him but a bruiser for your ego.
Kai decides for you. His fingers slip out and his thumb ceases its figure eights on your clit and it leaves you breathless. If you weren’t so desperate to cum you’d be embarrassed by the coating shining over his index and middle finger. It runs down his palm, coating his wrist in a thin, elastically fluid.
“Shit.” Kai curses as he looks at your pussy once more. There’s a small dark puddle just below you. It’s undeniably hot to Kai, a puddle of arousal just from him alone.
He almost drools.
“Are you going to hurry up?” You plea with unbridled need. In any other circumstance where Kai wasn’t so horny he’d maybe tease you a little longer or try to be mean but he pulls his boxers down in a blink of an eye.
His cock springs out and slaps against his belly, precum staining the taught skin. He hisses once the cold air tickles at the sensitive skin but he’s swift to wrap a hand around the tender skin. He tugs it a few times and uses your slick to coat some of the length. He scoots up slightly, knees bumping with yours as he leans down to capture your lips in a soft kiss.
You offer to please him. Suck him off or at least give him a sloppy handjob that he usually can’t deny but he’s too eager for the final result.
“I don’t think I can wait any longer.” He confesses. You almost beg him to just ‘do it’ because you’re at your wits end with waiting but answer him with another needy kiss. Kai hisses into the messy kiss as he fumbles with his cock, lining the head up with your glistening opening blindly.
His teeth graze your lip as he pulls back, resting his face just inches above your own.
“Tell me if it hurts.” He requests before pushing in. The head slips in quickly, only finding resistance when the fat girth of his cock starts to bridge past your opening. It’s something that’s gotten easier over the months but there’s still a small sting when it’s been a little too long between the last. Your hand shoots out to grab his forearm, nails digging into the flesh and crashing little crescent shapes. Kai shifts and leans a little more weight in, easing his cock in inch by inch.
“Keep going.” You reassure Kai who bottoms out once you give him the green light. A rumble sounds in his throat. It’s primal and full of need. You clench which causes him to clench his eyes shut.
“‘M gonna cum if you do that again.” He whispers. You apologise softly as he settles over you once more. His forearms find home next to your head again, legs shifting so your thighs are pressed over his own. The change in angle makes his cock bump against the tender spot and it makes you whimper.
“Go. I can’t wait any longer.” Kai listens, rocking his hips steadily to gain momentum. Your legs wrap around his slender waist, securing him in position.
He’s quick to build pace. The soft gentle slapping of skin turns into a bruising pace that makes your tits bounce and eyes roll back. The sight is painfully hot to Kai who finds it hard to resist not licking at your tits. His tongue swirls and nips at the small buds causing you to whimper at the sensation. The cruel fucker even blows cold air over them which makes a shiver run down your spine.
Your hand are tangled in his hair again. It’s hard not to grip at the strands when he lets out the most submissive whines when you tug particularly hard. He clenches his eyes shut when you pull hard enough to tug his head close enough to your face to pepper needy kisses along his jaw and neck.
“Fuck. Kai. Keep going.” The praise makes Kai’s dizzy with arousal. He moves his left arm to grab your thigh once your grip loosens from his hair. He pauses just slightly to throw your leg over his shoulder. The bend in your leg sends a warm pain in your hip but it’s overcame by how the head of his leaking cock hits against your cervix. The sudden jolt of pain washed over by immediate pleasure makes your eyes practically roll to the back of your head with any complaint about the sudden change in position dying with it.
Kai watches as the furrow in your brow relaxes and the bitching die out. His fingers grip into the sheets, arms flexing as he readjusts to fuck into you in a way that has you looking even more pathetic. How could someone so ‘soft’ reduce his girlfriend to such a whorish state?
“Can’t speak anymore, baby?” Kai teases. You wish you could wipe the smirk off his face but you’re reduced to a shaking mess when he repeatedly rams against the deepest spot inside you. The squelching sound grows tenfold as a deep tension you haven’t felt before begins to manifest in your stomach. You barely choke out Kai’s name behind slutty moans before a flash of liquid soaks Kai’s abdomen.
Your vision is still hazy and almost bordering on blacking out when another lot of liquid sprays out. Kai’s legs almost give out when the puddle on the bed grows so big it looks like he dumped a bucket of water on the bedding.
It soaks through your comforter in seconds. The pricey mattress you both splashed cash on is ruined in a matter of seconds.
“Holy shit.” He doubles over as your pussy clamps down on his dick. The vice grip almost milks his cock in one go as you squirt almost pornographically. Your symphony of moans combined with Kai’s in a horny duet - one that’s sure to have the upstairs neighbour banging in a few minutes.
“K…ai.” You manage to breathe when Kai’s thrusts falter.
“Fuck. You just fucking squirted.” Kai states as he looks down at the mess you made. He barely registered the beads of sweat falling down his face or the fact he’s heaving because he didn’t realise he held his breath the second you started to squirt.
He lets your leg drop from his shoulder as he catches his breath. He still throbs inside you, painfully harder than before but he’s in shock at just how messy you made him. He didn’t even know he could make you do that. That you could even do that.
“I didn’t know I could do that.” You huff as if reading his mind before realising Kai is still painfully hard inside you. Despite your wrecked state you offer him an olive branch to continue.
“Baby. You didn’t cum?” You ask. Kai lets out an exasperated puff before his grips your legs. You gasp as his hands push your knees into your chest. The bend makes his cock slip out and your pussy greedily clenches at the loss.
“Babe…” You mumble. Your heart beats in anticipation. You just had the most earth bending orgasm and Kai’s folding you in half to continue fucking your brains out.
He lines his cock back up with your slit. The head bumps against your clit which makes you cry out. He shifts his left hand to press your legs together so he can use the right to slip his cock back in.
“Let me use you, yeah?” You swear you almost cum again when he asks you that. Your pussy is beaten and tired but you can’t find it in you to complain when he sends you the puppy dog eyes you can never seem to resist.
He mumbles something about you being good before he starts fucking into you again. Both hand grip the back of your knees, using them as leverage to fuck his thick cock into your weeping hole. He holds back the dirty words sifting through his mind because the sound of your dripping cunt speaks for him. Each squelch, slosh and smack of your pussy sends Kai closer to the orgasm he’s been chasing for the last 20 minutes. He’s surprised himself he’s held out for so long considering he almost came when he started eating you out.
“Kai ‘s too much!” You cry when the overstimulation makes your stomach heave. As if by some grace of God he feels the heat at the base of his cock heighten. Maybe it’s vice grip of your gummy walls or how pornographic your plea is but he senses that he’s just a few thrusts away from the best orgasm he’s hand in ages.
For you, not so much. Somehow Kai gets faster and with the pace that he’s jackhammering the opening to your cervix you’ll be bruised for months. You can’t deny that the feeling isn’t sending a delightful spark in your stomach but the feeling is intensified tenfold after your orgasm earlier. You barely register when Kai finishes until he stills and the heat of his cum begins to leak past his cock and run down your ass.
“Fuck. Baby. You’re going to need a new mattress.”
Maybe Kai isn’t so soft after all.
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