Picture Perfect
Le Sserafim Chaewon x Male Reader
~5.4k words
You have reached your destination.
Gripping his phone, Y/N forced himself to take a deep breath.
It's ok. I'm sure this fucking shitty ass cafe is right around the corner, and not that my GPS is taking me to the wrong location for the 5th time today.
Unluckily for him, it appeared that his streak of bad luck was not ending anytime soon, as when Y/N looked up, all he saw was a Korean Barbecue. Resisting the urge to throw his phone onto the pavement, Y/N instead decided to give up on the coffee and head back to his hotel room.
It's fine. I didn't really want a nice steaming cup of specialty coffee right now anyway. I'm sure the hotel coffee has stepped it up from the usual lukewarm piece of shi—
"E-excuse me. Are you lost?"
In his despair, Y/N had failed to notice that he was standing in the middle of the sidewalk, blocking the pedestrians. Backing himself up to the wall, Y/N turned towards the voice. Despite the mask covering the lower portion of her face (half the damn city wore one) she exuded an aura of confidence and stared up at Y/N with a pair of beautiful almond-shaped eyes. He had heard the term before, but the way her eyes seemed to judge him with every passing second sent a shiver down his spine that had nothing to do with the chilly morning air.
Clearing his throat, Y/N replied in his passable Korean instead of the halting English he had heard. "Oh, I'm sorry about that. I hope I didn't stop you for too long."
"Oh, you speak Korean! You just seemed lost, so I was wondering if you needed help finding something."
With the need for coffee winning out over his dead social battery, Y/N pulled up his phone to show it to the women.
"Do you know where I can find this cafe. I've been up and down this block at least 10 times, and I can't seem to find it."
Taking a glance at the shop's name, she pulled back with a quizzical look on her face.
"That's a pretty exclusive shop, you know. I'm surprised you know of it."
"Oh, I didn't know that. I'm in Korea for a few days, and one of my colleagues recommended it. They were telling me it has some of the best coffee in Seoul. Do you know where it is?"
"Yeah, sure. It's actually right around the corner."
Seeing the woman turn heel and walk up the street, expecting him to follow, he did just that. Pushing himself off the wall, Y/N followed the woman until he was beside her.
"Thank you for this. I was just about to give up on finding this place."
"Don't worry about it, I know how hard it can be wandering around a new city," she finished as they rounded the corner, and with her help, finally found the sign pointing out the cafe.
"Thank you so much, and before you leave, let me buy you something for your help."
"No, no, don't worry about it. I'm happy to help," she said, shaking her head.
Watching her bob fall back into place, it finally struck Y/N how easily she had found this so-called exclusive shop.
Now THAT was interesting. "No, really, I insist. I've been looking for god knows how long, and I don't know if I would've ever found it. So please, let me buy you a coffee, Ms. " Y/N left the statement open as he hadn't gotten her name in the first place.
Y/N looked down at her, and after a moment of deliberation, she replied.
"Chaewon. My name is Chaewon, and thank you for the offer."
Now looking at him as if expecting a reaction, Y/N was pleased to see her surprise when he had nothing to say to that. He was sure that, with the way she mentioned her name, she expected to be recognized, but truth to be told, he had no idea who she was, aside from the very pretty woman who had helped him.
"Ok, perfect! My name is Y/N, and I hope you can tell me what's actually good here."
Pulling the heavy door open, Y/N ushered Chaewon inside, following close behind her.
The inside of the cafe was clearly decorated with privacy in mind, as the tables were spaced out to provide comfort, and with soft ambient music playing through the speakers, Y/N made a mental reminder to thank his coworker for the tip.
Following Chaewon to the host desk, Y/N planned to ask for a table but was quickly cut short.
"Good morning, Ms. Kim. It's good to see you again. Please follow me to your table."
With an expression of awe, Y/N stared at Chaewon, who acknowledged the host with a simple nod and began making her way to one of the corner tables. Y/N knew she could feel the question in his gaze with the way the corner of her mouth quirked upwards, but she said nothing as the host took their coats and they sat down at the table.
Staring at her with wide-eyed fascination, Y/N really took her in as Chaewon pretended to be busy looking at the menu, and what a vision she was.
With her mask off, he could really take in her face. She wore makeup, just enough to accentuate her angular jaw, but minimal enough to show how smooth her skin was and how pinchable her cheeks were. Her eyes were still what drew him in, however. The way they darted around the menu and up at him showed that she was still tense, even though she was clearly in a familiar environment. Given the situation, it felt like she was waiting for the other shoe to drop.
"So, Chaewon," he watched her take a deep breath in waiting, "what's good here?"
Watching her shoulders drop, and the smile that made its way across her face was enough for now.
"The coffee is amazing, but you can try any of their drinks. The apple turnover is also really good, but oh oh the strawberry chia pudding is delicious too."
Y/N watched her launch into a tour/review of the menu and felt as though he could sit here all day listening to her melodic voice.
"Hey, are you even listening to me?" Chaewon pouted, which only enhanced his desire to cup her cheeks.
"Of course I'm listening. I'll take the apple fritter and a medium coffee."
The waiter took their orders and the menus, leaving Y/N to stare at Chaewon.
"You said you're here for work, right? Where are you from?"
"I'm from New York, actually. I'm in Korea for the next 2 weeks for some contract stuff."
"I was in New York just a few months ago! Didn't get to do a lot of sightseeing, though."
"Hm?"
"I was busy with work too," Chaewon replied, making it clear her work was not a topic of conversation.
"Well, that's a shame. There are so many places to visit. Maybe next time I can show you around?" he offered, sipping his coffee, which, as she had said, was amazing.
"Maybe, but I usually don't have a lot of free time. How about you? Are you going to be doing any sightseeing?
"Honestly? I don't know. I'm here to oversee a contract renewal and a photo shoot for an ad campaign, but who knows how long that's going to take."
Digging into his apple fritter that the waiter had just brought over, Y/N watched her enjoy her slice of strawberry cake. The way her eyes closed at the simple dessert, and the smile that spread out over her flawless face, was better than any treat he could have gotten.
What he really wanted now was her number, and he knew that his excuse of asking her to show her around was perfect. He could bring it up casually, and knew it would work on almost any other woman, but somehow he knew it wouldn't work here. The way she danced around the subject of her work made it clear that she was keeping the conversation surface-level. Deciding to take his win of breakfast with a stunning woman, instead of pushing his luck, Y/N glanced at his watch and finished the last bits of his coffee.
"Thank you for helping me find this place, Chaewon. Please stay and enjoy. I'll make sure the bill is taken care of, but I have to head out. I want to make sure I get to the set before the idol."
"You're working with an idol? What's the shoot for?"
"Yeah. Apparently, it's a K-pop idol who has done a couple of shoots with us before, but this time we're trying to make it more official with the sets we use. The higher-ups at Swarovski wanted to show their sincerity."
Shrugging his coat on, Y/N glanced to see Chaewon stuck mid-sip. The way her lips were parted around the rim of the cup had his mind running in a wildly inappropriate direction, but the way her eyes were popping out of her head was quite the sight, too. Imagining the same look on her face as she was on her knees in between his legs, with his cock —
Pulling himself back from the brink of his imagination running wild, Y/N put his attention back onto Chaewon.
"Uh. You ok, Chaewon?"
Putting her cup down, she looked him dead in the eyes. "You work with Swarovski?"
"Yeah, that's what I said, right? But really, I have to get going. I don't want to be late. It was great meeting you, Chaewon."
"Yeah, good to meet you too. See you later, Y/N."
Later? Y/N thought to himself. Attributing it to a slip of the tongue, Y/N put his focus on getting back to the hotel without getting lost again.
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Wanting to get the set before the talent, Y/N made sure he was there at 2 PM even though it wasn't set to start until 3.
Helping the staff set up, Y/N caught snippets of conversation about the idol, as clearly she was a big deal.
"I heard she's even prettier in person." "I wish I knew how she kept her skin so clear."
"Dude, have you seen her shake her ass during performances. Jesus"
"I wonder if her tits are real."
Smirking at the last few, Y/N busied himself making sure the diamond set was laid out. It was a diamond-studded necklace with a blue teardrop diamond and two matching earrings. It was a delicate thing, clearly meant for an elegant neck with the way it would settle around the idol's. It was an expensive set, but Y/N was informed to gift it to the idol after the shoot to show their sincerity, and who was Y/N to reject that?
Hearing the studio go silent around him, Y/N realized that the talent had arrived. Brushing himself off, Y/N turned around with his work smile to greet them.
"Hi, my name is Y/N. It's great to —"
He never got the rest of the greeting out. Standing opposite him was one of the most stunning women he had ever seen. Beautiful was too plain a word to describe her, as there seemed to be a halo around her, blinding him. Her smile lit up the area around her, and Y/N was truly dumbstruck for a moment. Focusing on her past the halo, Y/N watched her lips twitch up in a small smile.
Then it hit him.
He was looking at the girl from this morning. He was looking at Kim Chaewon.
"Nice to see you again, Y/N."
Her manager looked at her quizzically before extending a handshake to Y/N. "Hi, I'm Chaewon's manager. It's good to meet you."
Shaking himself out of his stupor, Y/N returned the handshake.
"Yeah, it's good to meet you as well."
Turning back to Chaewon, Y/N saw that the smirk remained plastered on her face. Dawning on him was the realization that Chaewon had recognized him earlier when he mentioned Swarovski.
The manager led Chaewon past Y/N to the makeup vanity, where the crew was waiting to put on the final touches, not that she needed many.
As she walked past him, Y/N leaned down, "You know, you could have given me a heads up this morning."
"Yeah, but where's the fun in that?"
As Chaewon made her way to the vanity, Y/N remembered the comments from earlier, and his eyes made their way down to her hips. She was wearing a skin-tight black dress that hugged her in all the right ways, and her ass was definitely what stole his attention. It was by no means the biggest, but it was the perfect shape and fit her frame perfectly.
Chaewon threw a glance over her shoulder and caught him watching. Making eye contact with him, she gave him a wink and turned her attention forward. Y/N was sure she would say something to her manager, but instead, she added an extra swing in her hips.
Swallowing his saliva, Y/N tore his attention from her ass and made his way to pick up the jewelry set.
With slightly trembling hands, Y/N took the box over to the vanity where the makeup artists were. He noticed they were adding extra powder to really highlight her eyes, which he swore twinkled with mischief when they landed on him.
Clearing his throat, Y/N opened up the box and began his rehearsed speech.
"We at Swarovski want to show our sincerity to the collaboration and our continued interest in having Ms. Kim be the centerpiece of our ad campaigns going forward. To express our sincerity, we want to give this set as a gift to Chaewon after this shoot."
Y/N watched her pretty eyes make their way down to the set he was holding and heard the sharp intake of air.
Y/N never had an eye for fashion, but even he could tell how pretty the set would look sitting on her pale skin. He could imagine the way the pendant would sit in the hollow of her pretty neck, which would look even prettier with his hands wrapped —
"It's beautiful," Chaewon whispered, staring at him.
The manager, not sensing anything, agreed with her, "We thank you for your generosity. I'm sure Chaewon will wear it often."
Y/N set the velvet box on the vanity, and finally breaking eye contact with Chaewon, stepped back to let the makeup artists finish their jobs.
Once she had the all clear, the only thing left to do was put on the necklace, as she had worked on the earrings herself. Y/N expected her to turn to her manager and ask for their help, so when she turned her eyes to him, Y/N knew he was fucked.
The way her eyes glimmered told him everything he needed to know. He knew that he should step before she was able to ask anything, knew that if she asked, he wouldn't be able to say no, and worst of all, knew that the moment he said yes, he would be setting himself up for disaster.
And yet, he watched her lips open and ask a simple question, "Can you help me put it on?"
Every professional bone in his body screamed at him to step back, to let LITERALLY anyone else do it. Instead, with a nod, Y/N stepped forward and picked up the necklace. Draping it around her delicate neck, he watched the teardrop settle in the hollow of her throat and the way it caught the fluorescent lighting. Hearing her draw in a shaky breath, Y/N clasped it around the back of her neck and looked down at her.
In that moment, it was as if the two of them were suspended in their own little bubble, and all Y/N wanted to do was kiss those pretty little lips.
He knew this wasn't the time, nor the place, nor would it ever fucking be, not with an idol like Chaewon. But that didn't stop him from inching downwards, watching her tongue dart to lick her lips.
"The photographers are ready for you, Chaewon," her manager interrupted.
That was all it took. The moment was shattered, and Y/N pulled himself away from her chair, avoiding her gaze. He had been in too deep, lost almost every ounce of training, but the bell had saved him in the end.
Avoiding Chaewon during the rest of the photo shoot was much easier than he expected. With her being on set for the next few hours, he had little to no interaction with her directly. Instead, what was nearly impossible to avoid were the pictures. During every break, the photographer came up to him to get an all-clear on the pictures. Y/N wanted to just give a yes and move on, but his dammed professionalism demanded he look.
And what incredible pictures they were. Y/N swore she should've been a model instead of an idol. The jewelry itself was secondary to how she made it look. A simple hand on her collarbone made the diamond pop even more against her skin. A simple shake of her head had her hair falling perfectly over the earrings, but there was one pose in particular that really took his breath away.
She was lying down on a couch, and the picture was taken from above her. One of her arms was raised above her head, and her hair fanned out below her. The jewelry was present, yes, but it was incomparable to the look she was giving the camera. Her eyes were half-lidded, and she was biting her lower lip. It felt like she was performing just for him, and that sent a shiver down his whole body, right to his cock.
"Send all the pictures to my email. I'll go through them and decide which ones are making the final cut before you edit them."
Earning himself an odd look and a mumbled, "Yes, sir." Y/N turned away and worked his way through the staff, thanking them for their hard work today.
Getting to the back of the studio, Y/N realized that Chaewon had somehow found a moment to herself. She sat in the makeup chair from earlier, her head lolled back, and was looking directly at him.
Fuck
Y/N knew he couldn't get away with not talking to her, not with the entire staff still around. Putting on his most professional smile, Y/N made his way over to her.
"Thank you for making the process so seamless today, Ms. Kim. I'll be sure to tell the board what a wonderful experience it was working with you."
Wetting her lips, Chaewon whispered, "If you think that was wonderful, I can't wait to hear what you're going to be saying about tonight," in a husky tone.
"Chaewon, I really must insist on keeping this relationship professional."
"Y/N, we both know there is absolutely nothing professional about asking for the pictures to be sent to your email. We both also know that you're going to use them to jack off later tonight. All I'm saying is, why bother with pictures when you have the real deal?"
As she was talking, Chaewon arched her back ever so slightly, pushing her tits up a few inches. His eyes latched onto how they seemed to be ready to spill out from her dress. They weren't the biggest he had ever seen, but the way they seemed to defy gravity had his mouth suddenly parched.
Pulling his gaze back up to her face, he noticed the smirk that seemed to be a permanent fixture on her lips when talking to him. Realizing he had been caught, Y/N knew there was no winning. The morning had set him up emotionally, and the photo shoot had his cock half erect the whole time.
Before he could doubt his decision, Y/N opened his mouth and asked with far more confidence than he felt, "Are you free tonight, Chaewon?"
Getting up from her chair, Chaewon leaned into pretending to fix his tie, "I'm free all night for you oppa. I'll see you at your hotel in an hour."
Having said all that was necessary, Chaewon patted his chest before brushing past him and leaving with her manager.
Standing there frozen, Y/N tried to comprehend what the hell just happened. His brain was so scrambled, it couldn't even form a sentence, much less make a proper thought. Still, what it did recognize was that he was going to have a world-famous idol in his hotel room within the hour, and he REALLY needed to get going.
Kicking himself into gear, Y/N rushed through the rest of the duties and called an Uber as his life depended on it.
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Y/N was burning a line in the carpet.
He had made it back to the hotel and spent the hour trying to make it look presentable. Then he spent the rest of the time fretting.
What if she's just winding me up? I bet she's having a good laugh with her friends about the poor sap she had fun teasing today. She didn't even ask for my hotel. How the fuck is she going to get here?
As he was about to give in to his despair, Y/N heard his door swing open. Y/N had left it unlocked to make getting in smoother for her. He had assumed she would dress down to avoid any attention and get in quickly. Instead, looking up, Y/N was surprised to find her in the same dress from earlier. Y/N caught the small smile on her lips before she turned around to close the door.
Her dress looked like it had been deliberately pulled up to show a sliver of her world-famous ass.
He had spent his time waiting productively as well and had made sure to look up some of her performances. He then also had to admit that she did love to shake her ass any chance she got.
His cock was hard from the anticipation, and her ass hanging out set him into motion.
Before she could turn back around, Y/N crossed the distance in a few quick steps and had her pinned between him and the door.
Cupping her pretty face, Y/N tilted her head back before leaning down to kiss her. Feeling her tongue make its way past her lips, Y/N's other hand went to her hip, pulling her ass against his cock.
Ah
Feeling his cock against her, Chaewon let out a small, involuntary moan, and that was all the opening that he needed.
Overpowering her now limp tongue, Y/N attacked her lips her a fervor that was only matched by how hard he was grinding against her.
Pulling back for air, Chaewon looked at him with those damn half-lidded eyes.
"It's good to see you, too, Mr. Y/N," she said, making sure to emphasize the Mr.
Ignoring the jab, Y/N bypassed her open lips and went to her slender neck. The same one that had been full of diamonds earlier, and the same one that he was going to mark.
Settling for soft kisses for now, Y/N let go of her chin and made his way up the front of her dress until his hand settled against her clothed tits.
Cupping them through the dress, Y/N instantly felt the lack of a bra. Using it to his advantage, Y/N's hand went for her nipple. Finding the peak easily, Y/N pinched it before rolling it between his thumb and index finger.
With her neck and tits now under attack, Chaewon let out a breathy moan, now grinding against his cock on her own.
Satisfied with the moans he was getting out of her, Y/N pulled back completely.
Feeling the lack of body pressed against her, Chaewon let out a low whimper, leaning on the door.
"Y/N, wh-why'd you stop?"
Spinning her around, Y/N picked Chaewon up by her tiny waist. With a yelp, she instinctively wrapped her legs around Y/N.
With her pressed against him, Y/N could feel how wet she was for him.
Smirking, Y/N leaned over to her, giving her earlobe a gentle bite, "Don't worry, Chaewon. I'm free all night for you."
Carrying her lightweight form across the room, Y/N made sure to mark up her neck. He wanted to make sure she remembered him, and there was no better way than lavishing her pretty neck.
Running her hands through his hair, Chaewon leaned her neck back, giving him more access.
"Ohh. Just like that."
Reaching the foot of the bed, Y/N pulled himself off her neck to assess the damage. Happy with the red that was already blooming, Y/N lowered her onto the bed.
She was not there for long as she slid her way down off the bed, lowering herself between his legs.
Nuzzling up to his clothed cock, Chaewon rubbed her face all over his jeans. Feeling the heat radiate off his cock, she let out a guttural moan.
"Holy shit, Y/N, were you really hiding that all day?" she exclaimed, feeling it press against her face.
Threading his hand through her silky hair, "Why don't you find out for yourself?" he encouraged.
Pulling his pants and boxers down in one swift motion, Chaewon looked up at his cock cross-eyed.
Using one hand to hold her head steady and the other to guide his cock to her pretty little mouth that was hanging open, Y/N felt her cushy lips against his swollen head. Chaewon's tongue went right to swirling around the head of his cock like it was always meant to be there.
"Just like that, baby. You're doing such a good job."
Now that earned him a whimper, interesting.
"Does my girl like being praised? Being told what a good job she's doing at sucking my cock?"
Nodding fervently, Chaewon put her hands around his thighs, pulling herself further onto his cock. The praise seemed to have flipped a switch, and she swallowed his cock like it was the most delicious treat in the world.
Gluck Gluck Gluck
"Ohhh yes, Chaewon. You should quit being an idol and just become my personal cocksucker instead."
Pulling herself off his cock, Chaewon broke the strand of spit connecting them and looked up at him while giving him a few lazy strokes.
"Why can't I be both? You can have a world-famous idol as your personal cock sleeve."
The thought of her being at his beck and call erased any thought of taking it slow from Y/N's mind. Putting both hands on her head, Y/N slammed her back onto his cock, now hell bent on abusing her throat.
Watching the spit flow from the corners of her throat and onto her dress that probably cost more than he made in a month, had him sold on the fantasy. Keeping up the rough pace, Y/N made sure that every stroke hit the back of her throat so he could feel it constricting around him.
Chaewon, at the same time, was not idle. Bringing her now free hands, she made sure his balls were lavished as well. Using the spit overflowing onto her dress, she scooped it up and made sure his balls were getting the same treatment as his cock.
The dual stimulation was too much for Y/N. Feeling his balls contract, he slammed himself into her throat one last time before sending rope after rope directly into her stomach.
"Ahhh. Good job, Chaewon. That was definitely the best orgasm I've had all year."
Pulling off his cock, Chaewon gave him a few final licks to make sure she got every last drop before looking up at him.
"That was the best orgasm of the year, so far. I think your next one is going to be even better."
The way she climbed back onto the bed, before hiking her already short dress to her waist, had Y/N ready to go for round 2 before the first one could even settle.
Her ass wasn't huge by any means, but it sure as hell was perky and round. The way the tiny black thong disappeared between her cheeks and the saucy look over her shoulder had Y/N above her in seconds.
Running his hands over her smooth cheeks, Y/N leaned down to whisper in her ear, "You've been teasing me all day with this ass, I'm going to make sure you won't be able to sit comfortably tomorrow."
Biting her ear hard, Y/N slid her thong to the side and entered her in one smooth stroke.
"Mhhhh"
"Ahhh"
Both Y/N and Chaewon let out moans as he settled into the velvety heat that was her pussy.
Y/N, still with his head thrown back, started with small thrusts, barely pulling back before going all the way. Hearing her muffled moans, Y/N looked down at her lithe body to see that Chaewon had collapsed onto the mattress and her head was pushing into a pillow.
Adjusting his strokes to pull back a little more every time, Y/N pushes her head even deeper into the mattress, making Chaewon arch her back.
Pulling out until just the tip of his cock kissed her folds, Y/N brought his free hand down hard on her right cheek.
Smack
"Nghh"
"You've been teasing me with this ass all day, Chaewon. I think a little bit of punishment is in order, too."
Slamming his cock back into, Y/N sped up his thrusts, watching her body move on the mattress. Wanting to stick to his promise, Y/N brought his hand down on her ass cheeks repeatedly until they were both a bright red.
Smack Smack Smack
"Ple-Please Y/N. No more. My ass can't take anymore."
"Hpmh."
Grabbing her tiny waist in a bruising grip, Y/N then put his focus into making her ass bounce with his thrusts. Putting his weight on her, Y/N set a fast pace.
"W-wait. Slow down. I have practice tom—"
The rest of her sentence dissolved into an incomprehensible moan as Y/N hit a spot deep in her.
"Looks like your pussy is begging for me to hit you deep."
Knowing exactly where to target, Y/N put all his focus on making sure he hit it on every thrust. This had Chaewon's whole body trembling under him.
"Hgghfdh."
Anything she wanted to say was cut off, as her body finally gave in, and Y/N felt her pussy clamp down on him as Chaewon came right on his cock.
Slowing his pace, Y/N fucked her through her initial orgasm. Her walls, however, kept pulsating around him as Chaewon had several smaller orgasms.
"Ugghgh."
The way her pussy massaged his cock was too much. Y/N, putting his full weight behind one final thrust, let go as he painted her insides white.
Keeping his body on her, Y/N welcomed Chaewon back to the land of the living with another hickey on her shoulder.
"Welcome back, sweetheart."
"Shut up, Y/N. How am I supposed to practice tomorrow?"
"I think you should call in sick and let me show you more of what this dick can do."
Rolling out from under him, Chaewon stood up from the bed and made her way towards the bathroom.
"Didn't you say you were here for another two weeks? I'm sure we'll get to know each other quite well, even with me being busy tomorrow."