hentai desuka? | jeong yunho
word count: 3.5k
genre: pwp (minor dni!), pervert!yunhox afab reader, college au!
"hentai desuka?" - are you a pervert?
warnings: yunho is a pervert and a panty stealer, masturbation, he is a massive freak - not proofread asdfsdf
author's note: guys like all of ateez calling yunho a pervert and his fuckass reaction got me FUCKED UP.
jeong yunho was a pervert.
he already knew this about himself. hell, even his roommates had a sneaking suspicion that yunho was a freak.
on the surface, he looked like your average college student who commuted to campus five times a week. his car was clean all the time and no sick hentai stickers on it. even his room was pretty normal looking, nothing out of the ordinary. the anime shelf on his bookcase had your classic shonen series on it, no freaky romance manga, and the only figures were action ones.
so, how in the world was jeong yunho a pervert?
it's all in his subtle actions and words. the way his eyes would light up or the way his back would naturally straighten out whenever someone mentioned anything dirty. yunho was also a lingerer and sometimes a hardcore starer, meaning his eyes would always linger on something or someone for a few seconds too long. he always tried to not make things obvious but sometimes he couldn't help it, some things were just sooo pretty to look at it.
yunho had this thing where he would find eye candy, no matter where he was or who he was with. rarely, would he ever find the courage to actually talk to whoever they were but sometimes he feel frisky enough to go near them and if he was lucky, he could catch a whiff of their perfume or scent.
never in his life, would he think that the eye candy would talk to him.
"what did she say?" you ask quietly, eyes flickering between the whiteboard upfront and your notes.
yunho took a second to comprehend your words, too busy daydreaming. he raised his head from his hand that was covering the lower half of his face. "sorry-what?"
you cock your head to the side and look at him sideways a little bit, "do you know what we're supposed to be doing right now?" you motion towards the front of the class, where multiple students were huddled in different, small groups talking amongst each other.
he takes a moment to listen to what people were talking about and what was on the board to try and piece things together. "i think, we're just supposed to talk to each other about potential project ideas."
you look around and follow suit. "so what were you thinking of doing?"
"oh y'know..." yunho trails off as soon as he heard his professor start up again.
"alright, before we leave today, please get into groups of two. your project this time will be a group paper and presentation due next month. next class we will be going more in-depth about the project but for now, i want you all to get into groups and begin brain storming some potential ideas."
"godamnt." yunho hears you mutter under your breath.
he watches as your eyes dart around the room before falling back on him.
"do you wanna just be partners." you say exceptionally bored.
"s-sure." yunho thought he was dreaming at this point.
since the last-minute arrangement, yunho found himself seeing you everywhere, not on purpose at least. like the one time, he saw you slither away from the apartment next to his. that's funny, he would've remembered a face like yours if you lived next door. wait, does he even know who's next door?
"yeosang, do you know who lives next door to us?" yunho not so casually asks his roommate.
yeosang shoots him a look, " are you talking about the middle age couple to the right of us or the friend trio to the left?"
"both?" fuck, yunho didn't remember which door she came out of, too stunned at the fact that he recognized your face in his apartment building.
"the couple on the right is pretty chill and minds their own business. the trio to the left are like people around our age, i think? i don't know, i think i saw one of them around campus though. why do you ask?"
"oh cause i think one of them stole one of my packages i think." yunho lied. packages in this building are rarely delivered straight to their door and even if they were, their neighbors aren't petty thefts.
"mmm, did you ask the security guard if they saw anything?" yeosang asks, all further possible questions dropped from him.
"smart, smart." yunho mumbled as he pretended to look like he was thinking hard as he walked back into the safety of his room.
the next couple of classes with you went by so slowly with you. your professor droned on about the project and went on endless lectures and tangents about the unit. yunho never really paid attention but this time he felt a little guilty since he didn't want to be an absolute dead weight to you.
so he tried to pay attention, he really did.
class was as slow as ever and it was nearing just roughly the half point of the lecture. depending on the day at this time, some students would be scrolling on their phones trying to stay awake, quietly stretching to keep their body and mind moving, or they would straight up be asleep. you on the other hand, quietly spread your arms out and pushed them out a little bit making the sleeve of your t-shirt rise by the slightest inch. the fabric dropped even more when you brought your hands together above your head to stretch your upper back.
you caught yunho's eye immediately. his eyes traced the way the sleeves of your white tee revealed wisps of ink on your skin. he couldn't figure out what the design was just based on the little sliver of ink that he saw but his imagination took over. was it a floral design? some type of script? or maybe it was an animal? how big was the tattoo? was it two inches or did it spread all over your arm? did you have more? maybe you just had one big tattoo??
all of his thoughts came to a halt when he heard a soft moan escape from your plush lips. yunho thought he was imagining things especially as he quickly looked around to see if anyone had heard such a delicious sound.
luckily, no one else had.
something brewed in the depths of yunho's stomach. he couldn't figure it out. especially not when you whipped your head around to ask him about meeting up later this week to work on the project.
"yeah, t-totally. i'm free whenever." actually no he was not but he could push some things around if needed.
"great," you clasp your hands together, "are you free later tonight? around like 8? i rather get ahead now and then meet up later if needed."
yunho nodded. he didn't know what he was agreeing to and he didn't really care.
"sick, can i get your number or instagram so we can communicate for the project."
god, you were doing all the heavy lifting for him.
"for sure, what's your number?" yunho answered already whipping out his phone from his back pocket. he opted for the number cause lord knows what he would do if he had easy access to photos of you.
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by the time eight pm rolled around, yunho managed to keep himself together as he drove over. he drilled it into his head that he needed to not be a fucking creep-at least right in front of you.
when you opened the door, a sweet familiar scent wafted out into the hallway.
"hey, come in." you move out of the doorway so he could come through. "my roommate just told me she was gonna have some friends over so we gotta do work in my room, if that's alright."
oh this was dangerous.
"yeah, no worries. i don't mind."
yunho dutifully follows you into your room after slipping off his shoes. the room was a little on the smaller side with your only real work space being your desk.
"you can take the desk and i'll just work from my bed."
it was like you read his mind.
yunho didn't say much as he took over the desk. taking his chance to look at the trinkets and photos that you had on your desk. by the time, the two of you were settled and ready to work, your phone rang.
"ah shit," you mumble. "give me a minute."
you quickly walk out of the room to take the call, leaving yunho alone.
pushing back on the chair, he lazily spun in a half circle to get a good look at your room. music posters were mixed in with different art prints on the walls. you had blue floral sheets and a few stuffed animals on your bed. across the room you had a dark wooden dresser that was topped with a messy jewelry stand along with a few other scattered accersories.
there was a tempting urge rising in yunho. the type of urge that toyed with his head and wanted him to do questionable things.
he glanced back at his phone to check the time. 8:07pm. barely a minute had passed. his thoughts drifted to how long the call would take.
trying his best to be a good boy, yunho pushed himself further into the chair and stared up at the ceiling. he needed you to come back quickly. he needed to get this project going so he could finally take his mind off things.
a familiar ping reached yunho's ears as he sat up and stared back at his phone.
y/n: hey i'm so sorry. i'm gonna be a bit
y/n: some rommate stuff came up.
yunho: all good. i got nowhere else to be lol
y/n: i should be back in ten?
y/n: i'll keep you updated
yunho liked the message and placed his phone back on the table. he leaned back one more time into the chair contemplating if he should get up and snoop around. well, more like get a closer look at things while he waited.
what? he just tryna use his phone less you know? lower his screen time and whatever.
he quietly stalked around your room, taking the time to look at everything in detail. he could see small dark spots appearing on some of your posters on the wall from the putty you used to hang them up. the urge began to grow even more.
eventually, he ended up on the other side near your drawer and closet. yunho's gaze stayed fixated on the wooden drawer. he could easily guestimate what was in those drawers but something in him was clawing at him to just open a drawer. just a smidge. take a quick peek of what was in there and go back to the desk.
his hand shook slightly as he reached out towards the drawer, quickly and quietly he peered into the shallow wood. his eyes raked over the colorful panties that was carefully folded and organized and the short stack of bras off to the side alongside your pile of socks.
yunho's body felt hot all over. the urge was spilling over whatever imaginary pot that was his mind.
he turned his gaze towards the door as he listened to the faint hushes of your voice out the door and small footsteps pacing outside the hallway. based on how quiet your voice was you had to be a good distance away and if you did come into the room yunho would've heard your footsteps and scrambled back to the desk.
his mouth felt dry as he his fingers made contact with the soft fabric of your underwear. he didn't know what was he was searching for exactly but you wouldn't notice if a pair was missing from the back of your drawer right?
yunho's fingers brushed against that wasn't as soft. carefully, he smoothed his fingertips over the material again and quickly realized that it was a mix of lace and sheer.
without hesitating, yunho grabbed the material and balled into his fist before closing the drawer tightly. he zipped across the room and back to the desk and fired up his laptop again to begin pretending that he was doing work.
a few seconds later, yunho could hear your soft footsteps getting louder and closer.
"hey, so sorry about that. my roommate's package got stolen and she needed it for an event this weekend." your eyes fall on yunho who was already staring back at you, "it was a lot, y-yeah. anyways, how do we feel about splitting up the work?"
that entire night was a blur, yunho was forced to lock in not because your stolen underwear was sitting crumpled up in his pants pocket but because yunho couldn't fuck around anymore in class. his grade needed a good score from this project.
after discussing what portions needed to be completeed and when they needed to be done by, it was well late into the night and as much as yunho wanted to stay even longer, he didn't know much he could last in a whole room that smelled like you.
you both agreed to meet up again two weeks before the project was due as a check-in with each other to see if they needed to fix or change anything up before polishing it off.
as yunho left your apartment, he doubled check to see if the mysterious fabric was still in his pants. he also realized he didn't know what the fuck he pulled out from your drawer. it was most likely some lacy underwear just guessing by the fabric and how little there was of it.
when he got home, yunho dropped his bag and immediately got ready for a shower. as soon as he locked the door and turned on the water, yunho finally fished the item from his pants. the same heart racing feeling crept back into his chest.
he found a dark green lacy underwear with sheer material on the ends. yunho could feel the tips of his ears burn.
lingere in his favorite color?
fuckkk, he was about to have the time of his life in that shower.
stepping into the lukewarm water, he turned up the heat just a little more with his free hand. yunho let the water hit the top of his head and fall down his back as he lazily stroked himself. he closed his eyes and saw glimpses of you in class. he fantasied about you back in class practically begging him to fuck you in the middle of lecture.
yunho turned to face the shower head and leaned against the wall, using his left hand he started stroking himself with your underwear. he closed his eyes and pretended that water soaked underwear was drenched from you.
back in the classroom, you would whisper something nasty to him in his ear before leaning back in your chair and spreading your legs to reveal the same dark green underwear under your skirt.
"fuck." yunho groaned
the thought of you wearing such a lewd outfit for him. only him. had him seeing stars. the added roughness from the lace added a different type of pleasure to yunho.
"shit." yunho started pumping himself even harder, the usual wet noises from jacking off amplified in the shower as the water provided some type of weak lube that allowed him to move even faster.
another moan escaped from his lips. he was close.
his mind drifted back to you in class with your legs spread wide open in the back of the class without a care in the world for the professor in front. yunho had lost all sense of rationality once he slipped his dick in. a new sort of warm and soft sensations took over him as he began pounding into you. loud moans escaped your mouth causing people nearby to drop their jaws wide open but yunho couldn't care less.
everything felt so good.
"come on baby." yunho grunted moving his hips even faster. "f-ffuckk."
another loud moan erupted from you as yunho thrusted one more time. when he opened his eyes, he was back in his shower with your underwear absolutely ruined with his cum.
god, when was the last time he came that much?
it was actually a miracle how yunho acted so calm and collected near you after that night. he actually spent class paying attention cause he couldn't afford to look in your direction before he went insane and got hard again.
about a week after meeting up for the first time, yunho saw you at his apartment complex again. he was (im)patiently waiting for his doordash to come to his door and kept peeking out the peephole to see if his dasher was nearby.
switching from his phone and the door, he perked up whenever he heard footsteps and voices out in the hallway. to his surprise, he saw you in a comfy fit walking past his door. were you visiting his neighbors next door?
the fact that he could still faintly hear your voice from inside his apartment told him that you most definitely were.
interesting.
he waited until his dasher finally dropped off his food and disappeared into the hallway before stepping out to grab his takeout. yunho looked over to his neighbor's door to see you gone.
he shook his head, well of course, you wouldn't be there. he had waited at least two minutes before opening his door. before he could dwell on your presence a second longer he stalked off into his room and plopped down at his desk.
by the time he finished eating a half hour passed by and yunho was already beginning his nightly routine, starting with a shower. while he was waiting for the shower to warm up his mind drifted back to you. were you still over? why did you come over? did you know that he lived next door?
all of his thoughts ceased when he heard a familiar voice.
yunho whipped his head to the sound. the walls in his apartment were pretty thin and it wasn't common to hear some interesting things coming from the walls but something was different this time.
slowly, he crept towards his shower and turned off the water for a second. there was no way.
"ah, fuck!" you cried followed by a similar moan he heard in class that one day.
oh my god.
the same familiar urge came back in yunho's stomach. it was you. next door, getting absolutely railed.
yunho didn't know if he should be jealous or fucking bricked up. another moan from you caused yunho to look down at his already hardened cock.
"well, shit." yunho murmured.
he turned the water back on but not so much that the water was roaring and covering up your voice. before hopping into the tub, yunho grabbed your stolen panties fresh from the wash. fuck he was gonna have to do another load, wasn't he.
yunho found himself leaning against the wall of the shower once more with your lacy panties in hand. he couldn't hear jack besides your moans but he let his imagination fill in the gaps of what was happening.
he started off slow, stroking his cock in agonizing pace, trying to match up your moans with his.
"mhm, fuck!" you cried again from the other side.
yunho bucked his hips into the panties and then again when he heard your voice again.
when he closed his eyes he was fucking you from behind. your hands were behind your back trapped together in yunho's palm as his other hand was digging into your shoulder. his hips ramming into your ass in a constant pace. he imagined your sweet moans dripping from your mouth and how soft and wet your pussy would feel. how his dick would mold a place into your hole from him.
yunho felt insane.
opening his eyes to see the white tiled shower grounded him back to reality. a tiny bit of him felt ashamed and guilty that he was completely obliterating your panties and ruining them with his cum.
he imagined giving them back to you with a fresh load of his semen staining the material and you just wearing them without him even saying anything. just thought of your pussy dripped in his own cum made him lost it.
at this point, yunho didn't really care if you and whoever you were fucking could hear him. a small voice in his head that if they did hear him maybe it would make you jealous or something.
after bucking his hips one more time he finally spilled his seed into the palm of his hand, the cold water dripping onto his skin making him hyper-aware of everything. he pressed his ear against the wet wall one more time and when he didn't hear anything after a few seconds, he pulled away.
god, what was he gonna do now?
