RFA + Signs of Sexual Frustration
Everyone gets a little frustrated sometimes. xx
He’s a frequent masturbator, so if he isn’t touched by you & doesn’t get to have sex (especially now that he’s experienced it) the tension is visibly on the rise. Physically, he doesn’t look relaxed, seems anxious, fidgets, & appears on edge far more often.
He gets extra whiny, a little more clingy, touchy-feely to the max.
Comments that he wants you to look at him more often, touch him more.
Sits closer to you than usual; he’s practically in your lap all the time & he doesn’t see a problem with it.
Hello, Yandere!Yoosung has come to play. You’re going to be with me forever, right? You love me, yes? Show me.
Puts things into his mouth more frequently. Things that shouldn’t be in his mouth. Pencils, pen caps, his fingers. Things that are meant for his mouth but he gets a bit showy with them. Popsicles, lollipops, straws. Any way that he can draw your attention to his mouth, he’ll try.
Has a mouth on him; he’s more quick to anger/yell/curse when playing LOLOL.
Dresses up (either his maid outfit, some cute panties, flashy suspenders, or his good hoodie) in hopes that you’ll take notice & just fuck him.
A simple hug in passing his him shivering & pressing his hips against you.
Goes in for more hugs & simple touches often. Will sneak up behind you just to rest his chin on your shoulder to watch what you’re doing, play with he hem of your shirt, lean into you head to toe. Achievement Unlocked: You’ve earned the Yoosung Kim cape!
Fine, if you won’t fuck him, he’ll just fuck your pillow (And then wash it immediately after because omg he’s not a monster).
Starts whimpering immediately into any sort of kiss you give him, even before your lips have touched. Short kisses, long kisses, see you later kisses, running to the corner store for 5 minutes kisses. His hands are in your hair, he’s suckling on your lower lip & whimpering.
Has multiple wet dreams a night & on more than one occasion you may have been woken up to him humping against you in his sleep.
He’s hypersensitive. Even during these times Saeyoung doesn’t risk playing pranks on him, afraid Yoosung will fly off the handle with the smallest provocation.
Finds himself randomly grinding against furniture without conscious thought. The counter, couch arm, bed, pillows. Is no surface safe? No.
He actively wonders if it’s considered cheating if he has his LOLOL character have sex with another character. He thinks it is. So what if he made a second character… that looked like you? Hmm… maybe he should just take up SIMS to make them WOOHOO all the time.
Eats a lot in hopes of dampening the need. If he’s too full & sleepy, he can’t be horny anymore, right?
Bites her lip excessively. She’s horny. Her lips are chapped. She’s running out of lip balm.
Aggressively grinds the coffee beans in the morning. She’s taking out her frustration on them. Poor beans…
The coffee is getting more grinding than she is & she is agitated. Might slam down a customer’s order a bit more aggressively than everyone, including herself, expected.
Constantly readjusts her blouse, smooths out her skirts.
She does that agitated upward exhale to blow her hair out of her face… even when her hair isn’t in her face.
Dazes out & will just stir her coffee for an extended period of time while staring at you across the room. She’s making dreamy cow eyes at you from across the counter.
Crosses & uncrosses her legs an ungodly amount of times just to feel a bit of pressure.
Why does she have so many tabs open to purchase a new shower head?
She’s running out of underwear because she’s constantly having to change into a new pair.
She’s doing laundry more often recently. She’s actually just using the dry for a bit of companionship.
She’ll be in the middle of reading or watching one of Zen’s performances & casually starts to tease at her own nipples. She doesn’t realize she’s doing it… but she isn’t about to stop.
She buys a new assortment of bath oils, bubbles, soaps. Anything that might lure you into the bathtub with her.
She gets 10x more sassy in the RFA chat. Good thing Jumin doesn’t have the ability to fire her anymore because… damn…
Buys batteries in bulk. Y’all don’t even own that many electronics.
Wears her bras that have a bit more padding in them to cover her now-always erect nipples. On top of that, she wears her hair down so the tresses drape across her chest.
Wants to cuddle during every activity y’all do together.
Her hands slip underneath your shirt quicker every time you both kiss or hug. She seeks out that skin on skin contact even if it’s just for brief flashes of moments.
Wears low cut shirts & plays with her collar deliberately in hopes of drawing your eyes to the area.
Watches more romance films, even if Zen isn’t in them. Gasp!
Gets more coy when you flirt or touch her. She’s easier to set off, earning you a blush or giggle in record time.
She becomes scatterbrained. She only shaved one leg this morning. She forgot to put on deodorant. Did she eat earlier? Whose apron is she wearing?
It takes longer than usual for you both to close up the shop because she starts to crowd into your space when going about cleaning so she intentionally brushes up against you.
Sends more selfies (nudes) than usual. He wants your attention a lot more than average.
Goes jogging for long long loooong runs.
Calls you after he’s done some strenuous activities just so you’ll hear him pant into the receiver. He knows you like that.
Fidgets with his hair a considerable amount. Does he care that touching it will transfer hand oils to it? Not when he’s horny. Does he care that his bangs are in disarray & he might look a little less than his best? Not when he’s horny. (Turns out he looks even better with mussed up hair. Who knew? Everyone.)
Far less subtle when searching, watching, or hiding his porn. Just leaves it up on his Windows 95 computer screen not caring if you see it.
When he masturbates, he wants you to hear him. He’s going to be extra loud in hopes that it’ll entice you to join him in bed, the shower, the hall, on the kitchen floor…
Cooks for you & samples the food in explicit fashion when you’re within vicinity of the kitchen. Moans around a spoonful of soup like he’s just had the best goddamn orgasm of his life.
Goes to work out, comes home sweaty & takes your hands to put them directly on him. Babe, can you feel the difference in my biceps? I’ve been trying a new work out. What about my lower abs? Feel feel. Does everything he can to get your hands on him.
Buys new outfits & poses them for you. Hey babe, how do these pants make my ass look? He figures if your eyes are on him long enough, soon enough your body will be too.
Extra long showers. The water bill is rising.
Offers to take a shower with you multiple times a day. No, he doesn’t think you smell bad. He just wants to fuck in the shower. His shower seat isn’t being put to use…
Maintains eye contact when he grabs the flavored lube & adds it into the shopping bin.
Walks around naked. 9/10 chances he’s sporting a boner.
Starts listening & singing nothing but sex themed songs.
Practices his lines for a performance but screws them up in absolutely royal fashion. ‘We are such stiff…. STUFF! SUCH STUFF…. as dreams are made on. …Shit.’
Offers up several opportunities for you to sit in his lap, for seemingly no reason. He’ll get rid of every damn chair & sitting surface in his apartment if it means you’ll sit in his lap.
Goes through your lingerie & panty drawer with a mournful sigh.
Takes any & every opportunity granted to him to get his ass in your face, literally. Waits until you’re seated & then casually bends over in front of you to grab something off the table. He pretends to look around for a lengthy amount of time.
Primps longer in front of his full length mirror & starts to wonder if something has gone wrong with his looks. NAH!
Tugs on his collar & tie in 2 minute intervals due to frustration. This tie is choking him. He thinks he looks disheveled, less than perfect, & people are beginning to notice.
Always clearing his throat & rolling up his sleeves. It’s so hot in here. The HVAC needs maintenance, surely.
Develops other nervous ticks. Runnings his fingers through his hair, twisting & untwisting his pen open repeatedly, tapping his fingers on his desk.
Actually runs late to work, not intentionally, but because he was far too distracted watching you shower, get dressed, do your hair, pour a glass of juice…
Works grooves into the floor of his office from all his pacing.
His personal trainer informs you that Jumin has requested his workouts extend beyond his usual half an hour sessions to now be over an hour or more. Seems Jumin has some extra energy he wants to burn off. Wonder why…
Deliberately will hold your gaze for long moments, just staring at you without a word & wearing his resting bitch face. Maybe he’s trying to telepathically communicate to you that he’s amped up & wants to have sex. Now.
Everyone seems to sense the tense aura lingering off of him & scatters away when he walks into a room. He’s more curt, seems disassociated/distracted with work, repeats himself.
Sleeps less than he usually does, but still gets into bed & presses close to you. Tosses & turns all night but maintains some form a physical contact with your body.
Books on tantric sex start appearing on his desk. He’s researching other forms of release and connection with his partner.
Pushes you against a wall or pulls you onto his lap multiple times throughout the day for extra long make out sessions.
Texts you pictures of random places. It takes you a while to make the connection between them all, but soon enough you’ll realize they’re all places you’ve fucked. The bed, the hallway rug, his desk, a counter in the bathroom, the kitchen tile.
He’s hardly a sex addict, but considers that perhaps he should see a doctor. Surely being this flushed & frustrated all the time can’t be healthy.
Opens up to more PDA, without real thought. He’s touching you, kissing you, holding you to his front instead of to his side, refusing to separate from you for trivial things such as walking through doorways.
Sends you the most blurry dick pics to ever exist. A for effort. A+ for still good dick.
Casually runs his fingers through your hair & gives it an experimental tug.
Takes off his tie & plays with it in his hands, wraps the ends around his palms & gives a sharp tug so the middle pulls taunt. He watches you to gauge your reaction, to see how you react when you hear the tension in the fabric.
Excuses himself often so he can go adjust himself in private. He never had this problem before you came along.
Tries to plan out a perfecting evening in. Everyone’s calendar at C&R is marked with “DO NOT CONTACT MR. HAN” on this chosen day.
Takes on more commissions than he’s logically able to handle on his own. He’s got to find something to fill up his time, to keep him distracted.
Is he aggressively typing on his keyboard while staring you down across the room? Yes.
Bend & snap. He heard it works.
Does awkward stretching poses when he passes by you. He just happened to be on a break right now… if you were… up for something. Why is he leaning against the wall with his ass sticking out that far? Doesn’t that hurt? Who knows.
Chews & growls around his headphone cord.
Gets a bit destructive. Little bits of failed robot parts are flying around. He’s tearing up schematics. He’s opening Honey Buddha Chip bags from both ends. It’s a war zone. He moves from room to room, little waves of destruction in his wake.
Gets a little more reckless. Drives a little faster, takes turns a little sharper, doesn’t back up his files multiple times an hour.
Starts mumbling to himself. He’s arguing with himself about his own sexual frustration.
Dramatic sighing. He’s possibly taking lessons from Zen. Sighs loud enough you can hear him across the compound. Sighs until you ask him what’s wrong.
His hands are suddenly magnetized to your ass. Constantly reaches out to touch it. Even if he can only poke it in passing, he takes the opportunity.
He’ll always be a hacker, even if he’s taken on different life endeavors. He’s created a new plan - How to Hack Into Your Pants. It’s his best plan yet. He’s sure of it. It’ll be a risky mission, a hard one for sure, but he’s up for the challenge.
His pranks on Yoosung become sloppy. He’s off his game.
Walks around & mopes while shoveling ice cream into his mouth.
Pops into whatever room you’re in, just to see what you’re doing. Do you need anything from him? Can he help with something? Put him to good use… somehow.
Leg bounces up & down so hard his chair is constantly squeaking & his desk is rattling. Now he’s thinking about his desk rattling with you on it & UGH. He’s groaning & set to gouge his own eyes out & pull his hair.
Takes to answering everyone verbally with just grunts & mumbles noises. Yoosung thinks he’s lost all ability to properly communicate.
Cosplays in his sexist outfits & tries to be not-so-casual about it. ‘This? *does a twirl* I just felt like wearing it. Does it make me look pious? Don’t you want to just… ruin me? What if I were on my knees?’
Actually looks down at his crotch & says “This is all your fault.”
Bites you, seemingly out of nowhere, just like a cat.
Walks into the room you are in, makes as if he’s about to ask a question, stops himself, & walks back out. He does this often, multiple times a day. Clearly he’s got something on his mind, but it’ll take a while before he comes out with it.
Gets pouty & disputatious if you bring up the idea that something seems ‘off’ about him. You get full denial. Nothing is wrong. Don’t worry about it. Everything is fine.
Uses his frustration as a creative outlet but… Why does everything he paints suddenly look like genitalia?
Every movie he picks out to watch with you is some foreign romance movie with long awkward sex scenes complete with loud sighing & close-up shots of unknown body parts rubbing against one another.
You end up running late every morning because he gets extra clingy in bed & refuses to let you get up. When you do manage to get up, he just pulls you back into bed & the process of trying to crawl away starts all over.
Even after you’ve left, he spends an inordinate amount of time lounging in bed alone, snuggling into your pillow & the warmth you left behind. He’s pining.
Gets more tactile with himself in casual ways, just to try to ease some of his physical tension. Runs his hands up & down his thighs, rubs the back of his neck, smooths a hand over his chest in slow circles.
Calls more often than texts, just for the chance to hear your voice & sighs through the entire conversation.
Sends you an ever rare dick pic. He’s immediately apologetic about it but surely you must know by now what you do to him?
Moans & huffs into every kiss, because it’s not enough & he wants more.
Daydreams a lot. Gets lost in his fantasies and memories. He’s flushed & hard, but he’ll continue to daydream until he’s near break point.
Angles himself to always be facing you if you’re near, walks close to brush against you, falls into lingering hugs & lets his hands wander.
Makes a passing joke, asking if you’ll pose nude for him. He’s like 80% serious.
Takes more opportunities to say ‘I love you.’ Were you gone for 5 minutes in the kitchen? I love you. Step away to the bathroom to handle your business? I love you. Close the curtains for the night? I love you.
Licks & bites at his lip while he looks at you. He’s shy but ravenous all at once.
He’s quieter, a little more reserved, & fidgets to himself.
Always wakes up with a raging boner & apologies while his face is smushed into his pillow.
Becomes more sensitive, physically & emotionally. Pops a boner with minimal contact. His body is ready. His heart feels heavy if you say anything remotely nice to him.
Goes out to just sit in the car & ponder his feelings.
Runs his hands over you at random times. A squeeze here, a brush of fingers there, a gentle tug on your hand as he makes to lead you into the bedroom with a soft questioning smile.
His posture remains very stiff. Legs crossed, hands laced & kept firmly in his lap, back straight, head raised. He’s dressed relaxed but manages to look far from comfortable.
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