so what? you're not my boyfriend. - choi seungcheol
warning: smut, unprotected sex (don't do this.) , masturbation (m+f), mdni
𝑎𝑙𝑒𝑥𝑎 𝑝𝑙𝑎𝑦 ‘𝑏𝑜𝑦𝑓𝑟𝑖𝑒𝑛𝑑’ 𝑏𝑦 𝑎𝑟𝑖𝑎𝑛𝑎 𝑔𝑟𝑎𝑛𝑑𝑒 & 𝑠𝑜𝑐𝑖𝑎𝑙 ℎ𝑜𝑢𝑠𝑒...
it was another late night at the office, the clock nearing midnight as the soft hum of computers and the occasional shuffle of papers filled the air. you leaned back in your chair, stretching your arms above your head and stifling a yawn. across the room, seungcheol was doing the same, his eyes meeting yours with a familiar glint. this had become your routine – working late into the night, side by side, before heading back to your shared apartment.
"are you ready to call it a night?" seungcheol asked, his voice breaking the silence.
you nodded, shutting down your computer. "definitely. i think i’ve stared at this screen long enough to see the code in my sleep."
he chuckled, standing up and grabbing his jacket. "i know the feeling. let's get out of here."
the walk back to your apartment was quiet, the streets deserted and the air crisp. it was a short distance, just a few blocks, and the familiarity of the path made the silence comfortable. when you reached the apartment, seungcheol unlocked the door and held it open for you, a small gesture that always made you smile.
once inside, the routine continued. you dropped your bags by the door, kicked off your shoes, and headed to the kitchen. "want something to drink?" you called over your shoulder.
"sure, just water for me," he replied, disappearing into his room to change out of his work clothes.
you poured two glasses of water and settled onto the couch, waiting for him to return. moments later, he emerged in his usual post-work attire – gray sweatpants and a plain t-shirt, looking effortlessly handsome. he joined you on the couch, taking his glass with a grateful nod.
"long day," he said, taking a sip.
"tell me about it," you replied, leaning back against the cushions. "i don't know how much longer i can keep up with these late nights."
he turned to you, a playful smirk on his lips. "you say that every night, and yet here we are."
you rolled your eyes, but couldn't help the smile that tugged at your lips. "yeah, yeah. don't remind me."
this was your life – a blend of work and personal time that blurred the lines between professional and intimate. seungcheol was more than just a co-worker; he was your confidant, your roommate, and the one constant in your hectic life. the nights often ended like this, with the two of you sitting close, sharing quiet moments that hinted at something more.
it had started innocently enough, a mutual attraction that neither of you had acknowledged at first. but late nights at the office had a way of breaking down barriers, and before long, your relationship had shifted into something physical. there was an unspoken agreement between you – no strings attached, no complications, just a way to unwind after the stress of the day. and it worked, for the most part.
the routine was simple and comforting. after sharing a drink and some light conversation, the atmosphere would naturally shift. seungcheol would give you that look, the one that made your heart skip a beat and sent a shiver down your spine. it was a look that promised escape from the day's stress and a dive into something much more exhilarating.
"ready for bed?" he would ask, though the question always held a double meaning.
"yeah," you’d reply, though the answer was never just about sleep.
you both moved with a practiced ease, the kind that comes from familiarity and mutual understanding. there were no awkward hesitations or second guesses – just a smooth transition from the living room to the bedroom. seungcheol would wrap his arms around you from behind as you brushed your teeth, his lips brushing against your neck, sending a thrill through you. these moments of quiet intimacy were as much a part of your routine as the more passionate encounters that followed.
in the bedroom, the air would be thick with anticipation. seungcheol had a way of looking at you that made you feel like the most important person in the world. he was attentive, always knowing exactly what you needed without you having to say a word. it was this unspoken connection that made your arrangement work so well. he understood you, and you understood him.
he would start slowly, his touch gentle yet firm, his kisses soft but growing more urgent as the moments passed. there was a rhythm to it, a dance that you both knew the steps to by heart. the way his hands roamed your body, the way he whispered your name – it was a routine that brought both of you immense comfort and satisfaction.
"you're so beautiful," he'd murmur against your skin, his voice husky with desire.
"and you're insufferable," you'd tease back, your breath hitching as his hands found their way to your most sensitive spots.
but beneath the teasing and the passion, there was a deeper connection. the routine was more than just physical release; it was a way for both of you to unwind and find solace in each other. the world outside could be chaotic and demanding, but in those moments, everything else faded away.
afterwards, you would lie together in a tangled mess of limbs and sheets, the post-coital glow making everything feel warm and safe. seungcheol would hold you close, his fingers lazily tracing patterns on your skin. it was in these quiet moments that you felt the most at peace.
"you should try to get some sleep," he'd whisper, his breath warm against your ear.
"i will," you'd reply, though you often found yourself staying awake a little longer, savoring the feeling of his body next to yours.
one morning, as you and seungcheol were enjoying a lazy breakfast together, you decided to share some news that had been on your mind. it was your day off, and the apartment was filled with the comforting scent of freshly brewed coffee and the soft hum of the radio playing in the background. you had been chatting casually about work and plans for the day when you took a deep breath and decided to bring it up.
"hey, seungcheol," you started, trying to keep your tone light and casual, "i wanted to let you know that i’m bringing a friend over tonight. his name is haru."
seungcheol's reaction was subtle, but you noticed it immediately. his grip on his coffee mug tightened slightly, and there was a brief flash of something in his eyes – jealousy, perhaps? – before he quickly masked it with a neutral expression.
"oh?" he said, raising an eyebrow. "a friend, huh? what's the occasion?"
you shrugged, trying to hide your own nervousness. "just thought it would be nice to hang out. haru and i have been talking for a while, and i thought it would be good to introduce him to you."
there was a beat of silence as seungcheol processed this information. he took a sip of his coffee, his eyes studying you over the rim of his mug. "i see. well, it’s your place too. you can invite whoever you want."
you nodded, feeling a mix of relief and apprehension. you had expected some sort of reaction from seungcheol, but his indifference felt almost worse than outright disapproval. you couldn’t quite place it, but there was an undercurrent of tension in the air now, a silent understanding that things might be changing.
the rest of the day was a whirlwind of activity as you prepared for haru’s visit. you spent hours cleaning the apartment, making sure everything was perfect. the kitchen was spotless, the living room was tidy, and you even put fresh sheets on the guest bed just in case. all the while, seungcheol watched you with a mixture of amusement and something else you couldn’t quite identify.
"you're really going all out for this guy, huh?" he remarked, leaning against the doorframe of the kitchen as you bustled around.
"well, i want to make a good impression," you replied, trying to sound casual. "it's important to me."
seungcheol just nodded, his expression unreadable. "if you say so."
as the day wore on, your excitement grew, but so did your anxiety. you couldn't shake the feeling that there was more to seungcheol's reaction than he was letting on. you had always valued your relationship with him, but you also knew that things couldn't stay the same forever. introducing someone new into your life felt like a step forward, but it also felt like a step away from the comfortable routine you had built with seungcheol.
the afternoon sun filtered through the windows, casting a warm glow on the apartment. you found yourself glancing at the clock more often than usual, your heart beating a little faster with each passing minute. you had spent so much time with seungcheol, sharing laughs, secrets, and intimate moments, that the thought of changing that dynamic was both thrilling and terrifying.
seungcheol, meanwhile, tried to focus on his own tasks. he moved around the apartment with an air of forced nonchalance, his usual confidence replaced with a slight edge of unease. he couldn't deny the pang of jealousy that gnawed at him, but he also didn't want to overstep any boundaries. you were free to see whoever you wanted, and he had no right to interfere. still, the thought of you being with someone else made his chest tighten.
"need any help with dinner?" seungcheol offered, his voice breaking the silence that had settled between you.
you looked up from the vegetables you were chopping and smiled. "sure, you can set the table."
as he busied himself with plates and cutlery, seungcheol couldn't help but steal glances at you. there was a lightness in your step, a brightness in your eyes that he hadn't seen before. it was clear that you were genuinely excited about haru's visit, and that realization made his heart ache just a little bit more.
"what's he like?" seungcheol asked, trying to sound casual.
"haru?" you paused, thinking about how to describe him. "he's sweet, funny, and really kind. we've been talking a lot, and i think there's something special between us."
seungcheol nodded, forcing a smile. "that's great. i'm glad you're happy."
you sensed the underlying tension in his words but chose not to push it. instead, you focused on the task at hand, preparing a meal that you hoped would impress haru. as the aroma of cooking filled the apartment, you allowed yourself to relax, reminding yourself that this was a positive step forward.
by the time evening rolled around, everything was ready. the table was set, the food was prepared, and you had even taken the time to freshen up and change into something nice. as you gave yourself a final once-over in the mirror, you took a deep breath, steeling yourself for the evening ahead.
just as you were about to head back to the living room, there was a knock at the door. your heart leaped in your chest, and you quickly moved to answer it. opening the door, you were greeted by haru's warm smile.
"hey," he said, his eyes lighting up when he saw you. "you look amazing."
"thanks," you replied, feeling a blush rise to your cheeks. "come in."
haru stepped inside, and you took a moment to admire him. he was tall and lean, with dark hair that fell slightly over his eyes and a charming, easygoing demeanor. he wore a casual outfit – jeans and a fitted shirt that showed off his athletic build. there was an air of confidence about him that put you at ease and made you feel excited about the evening ahead.
as you led haru into the apartment, you couldn't help but feel a surge of pride. you had worked hard to make everything perfect, and now it was time to see how the evening would unfold. you guided him to the living room, where the table was set, and the aroma of the dinner you had prepared filled the air.
"this looks fantastic," haru said, glancing around appreciatively. "you really went all out."
you smiled, feeling a warm glow of satisfaction. "i just wanted to make sure you felt welcome."
just as you were about to introduce him to seungcheol, you heard the sound of a door opening behind you. seungcheol stepped out of his room, wearing his usual post-work attire of gray sweatpants and no shirt. his appearance was casual, yet it held an undeniable magnetism.
his well-defined muscles, honed from hours at the gym, moved with an effortless grace. his broad shoulders and chiseled chest caught the light just right, casting shadows that emphasized his sculpted physique. but it was his face that truly captivated – a strong, chiseled jawline framed a mouth that could shift from a teasing smile to a serious line in an instant. his dark hair was tousled, giving him an endearingly roguish look, while his eyes, a piercing shade of deep brown, held an intensity that made it hard to look away.
there was a certain scent about him, a mix of clean soap and something distinctly his, that lingered in the air and made your heart race. as he moved, there was an air of confidence and quiet strength about him, yet a hint of vulnerability in the way his eyes flickered over to you, just for a moment, before settling on haru.
seungcheol stopped in his tracks, his gaze locking onto haru and then drifting down to where your hands were still connected. the room seemed to freeze in that moment, an awkward silence enveloping you all.
"hey," seungcheol finally said, his voice low and rich, like a warm breeze. "i didn't realize we had company."
you quickly dropped haru's hand, feeling a bit flustered. "seungcheol, this is haru. haru, this is my roommate, seungcheol."
haru extended a hand, smiling politely. "nice to meet you."
seungcheol glanced at the outstretched hand, his eyes narrowing slightly. he made no move to take it, instead crossing his arms over his chest, his expression remaining cool and unreadable. "likewise," he said, his gaze never leaving haru's face.
there was a palpable tension in the air, and you couldn't quite understand why. seungcheol's usual easygoing demeanor seemed to have been replaced by something more guarded and intense. you brushed it off, attributing it to the sudden change in routine.
"why don't you join us for dinner?" you suggested, trying to ease the awkwardness.
seungcheol glanced at the table, then back at you. "i was just going to grab a snack," he said, his tone casual. "but thanks for the offer."
ignoring the lingering tension, you led haru to the dining table and gestured for him to sit. as you brought out the food, seungcheol moved to the kitchen, rummaging through the fridge with an air of nonchalance that seemed almost too forced. he emerged with a bottle of water and a snack, then leaned against the counter, watching you and haru with a look that you couldn't quite decipher.
"so, how did you two meet?" seungcheol asked, his voice cutting through the quiet conversation you were having with haru.
"we met through a mutual friend," haru explained, smiling at you. "it’s been really nice getting to know y/n."
"that's great," seungcheol replied, his smile not quite reaching his eyes. "y/n is pretty amazing."
the compliment, though genuine, felt loaded with unspoken words. you glanced at seungcheol, trying to gauge his mood, but his expression was unreadable. you turned your attention back to haru, determined to make the evening enjoyable despite the strange undercurrent of tension.
as the evening progressed, the atmosphere in the room grew increasingly strained. you and haru settled into a comfortable rhythm, your conversation flowing easily despite the occasional pointed look from seungcheol. haru seemed genuinely interested in what you had to say, and you found yourself relaxing more with each passing minute. the food was delicious, and the atmosphere should have been perfect, but you couldn't shake the feeling that seungcheol was watching your every move with a scrutinizing gaze.
"so, haru," seungcheol interjected suddenly, his voice slicing through the lighthearted chatter with the precision of a well-aimed dagger. "what line of work keeps you occupied?"
haru looked up, momentarily startled by the abrupt inquiry. "i'm a graphic designer," he replied, offering a polite smile. "i work at a small agency downtown."
"fascinating," seungcheol drawled, leaning back in his chair with a languid grace that belied the intensity of his gaze. "it must be quite rewarding to indulge in such creative endeavors. y/n and i, alas, are consigned to the monotonous world of numbers and figures."
you shot seungcheol a pointed look, silently beseeching him to temper his remarks. however, he merely quirked an eyebrow, a mischievous smirk playing on his lips as if he were savoring the undercurrent of tension he had created.
"it has its moments," haru conceded, his smile faltering ever so slightly under the weight of seungcheol's scrutiny. "i do enjoy the creative challenges."
"good for you," seungcheol replied, his tone laced with a veneer of civility that did little to mask the sarcasm lurking beneath. "it's always heartening to hear of someone finding fulfillment in their work."
sensing the rising tension, you endeavored to steer the conversation back to safer waters. "haru, you were telling me about that fascinating project with the interactive website. do go on."
haru's face brightened at the change of topic, and he launched into an enthusiastic description of his latest project. you listened with genuine interest, but you couldn't ignore the way seungcheol's eyes kept flickering back to you, his expression a perplexing blend of amusement and something darker.
as the evening wore on, seungcheol's interruptions grew more frequent and increasingly pointed. he made snarky comments about the food, pointed out trivial inconsistencies in haru's stories, and even "accidentally" bumped into you as he moved about the apartment. each incident seemed designed to unnerve haru, whose initial charm was gradually giving way to visible discomfort.
"excuse me," seungcheol said at one point, reaching across the table with a deliberate nonchalance that belied his true intent. he managed to knock over haru's glass of water, sending a cascade of liquid across the table. "oops. my apologies."
you quickly grabbed a towel to mop up the spill, your frustration simmering just below the surface. "it's fine," you said through clenched teeth, attempting to maintain your composure. "no harm done."
haru forced a smile, but the strain was evident in his eyes. "it's okay," he murmured, though his voice lacked its earlier warmth.
seungcheol's behavior was wearing on your nerves, and you couldn't fathom why he was acting this way. he had never been so openly antagonistic before, and it was starting to fray your patience. all you wanted was to enjoy your evening with haru, but seungcheol seemed hell-bent on making that impossible.
the final straw came when seungcheol "accidentally" brushed against haru's arm as he walked past, causing haru to drop his fork with a loud clatter. the sound reverberated through the tense silence, amplifying the growing discord.
"seriously?" you snapped, your eyes flashing with indignation as you glared at seungcheol. "can you please give us a moment's peace?"
seungcheol raised an eyebrow, his expression one of feigned innocence. "i was merely getting a drink," he said, holding up his glass as if to underscore his point.
"well, can you manage it without causing a scene?" you retorted, your frustration boiling over.
haru placed a soothing hand on your arm, his touch gentle and calming. "it's okay, y/n," he said softly, his eyes beseeching you to let it go. "really, it's fine."
but it wasn't fine. you could see the hurt and confusion in haru's eyes, and it only fueled your anger further. seungcheol was ruining what should have been a pleasant evening, and you were at a loss to understand why.
the tension in the room had reached a palpable peak, a silent battle of wills between seungcheol and haru with you caught in the crossfire. the evening that you had hoped would be a pleasant introduction of new possibilities had turned into a minefield of unspoken emotions and escalating conflict.
seungcheol's final act of sabotage came as the three of you attempted to settle down in the living room. you had just suggested watching a movie, hoping it might diffuse the tension, when seungcheol abruptly stood up, his eyes glinting with barely concealed irritation.
"i don't think this is working out," he announced, his voice ringing with a finality that froze you in place. he turned to haru, his expression hardening. "i think it's time for you to leave."
haru's eyes widened in shock, his calm demeanor slipping as he struggled to process seungcheol's blunt dismissal. "excuse me?" he said, his voice tinged with disbelief.
"you heard me," seungcheol replied, crossing his arms over his chest. "this isn't your place, and i think it's best if you leave now."
you felt a rush of anger and embarrassment flood your cheeks. "seungcheol, what the hell are you doing?" you demanded, stepping between him and haru. "you can't just kick him out like this!"
seungcheol's eyes met yours, a storm of emotions swirling within them. "i'm doing what needs to be done," he said, his tone unyielding.
haru stood up, his expression a mixture of hurt and frustration. "it's okay, y/n," he said, his voice resigned. "i'll go. this isn't worth the trouble."
you turned to haru, your heart sinking. "i'm so sorry, haru. this is not how i wanted tonight to go."
haru managed a small, sad smile. "it's not your fault," he said softly. "i'll call you later."
as haru gathered his things and headed for the door, you felt a pang of guilt and regret. this was supposed to be a simple, pleasant evening, and now it was ending in disaster. once the door closed behind haru, the silence in the apartment was deafening.
you turned to seungcheol, your anger boiling over. "what the hell was that for?" you shouted, your voice shaking with fury. "you just ruined my date! why would you do that?"
seungcheol's jaw tightened, his eyes flashing with a mix of defiance and something else you couldn't quite place. "he wasn't right for you," he said flatly.
"that's not for you to decide!" you shot back, your frustration reaching a breaking point. "you had no right to interfere like that. haru is a good guy, and you just humiliated him for no reason!"
seungcheol took a step closer, his presence towering over you. "i couldn't just stand by and watch you pretend everything was fine when it clearly wasn't," he said, his voice low and intense. "you deserve better than some guy who doesn't even know you."
"better?" you echoed, incredulous. "and who are you to say what i deserve? you've made it very clear that our…whatever this is…doesn't mean anything beyond a few nights of fun. you don't get to dictate who i see or don't see."
seungcheol's eyes darkened, his frustration matching your own. "is that what you think?" he demanded, his voice rough with emotion. "that this doesn't mean anything to me?"
you crossed your arms, trying to shield yourself from the vulnerability his words evoked. "what else am i supposed to think? you keep things casual, no strings attached. that's what we agreed on."
"and maybe i was wrong," seungcheol said, his voice softer now, but no less intense. "maybe i want more than that. maybe i want you."
the words hung in the air between you, a raw and unfiltered confession that left you reeling. you searched his eyes, looking for any sign that he was playing with you, but all you saw was sincerity and a depth of emotion that took your breath away.
the silence following seungcheol's confession was thick with tension, each second stretching like an eternity. you stood there, heart pounding, grappling with the raw honesty of his words. the anger that had fueled your argument moments ago was now mingled with confusion and a flicker of something unnamed and unsettling.
"y/n," seungcheol began, stepping closer, his eyes never leaving yours. "i mean it. i want you."
you opened your mouth to respond, to argue, but before you could utter a single word, seungcheol closed the distance between you. his hands cupped your face with a tenderness that belied the intensity of his emotions, and then his lips were on yours, silencing your protests in an instant.
the kiss was both unexpected and overwhelming. seungcheol's lips were warm and insistent, moving against yours with a fervor that took your breath away. for a moment, you were lost in the sensation, the world narrowing to the points where your bodies connected. his kiss was demanding yet tender, a blend of passion and desperation that made your heart race.
but just as quickly, the reality of the situation crashed back over you. you pulled away, your breath coming in short, uneven gasps. "no," you said, shaking your head as if to clear it. "you don't get to do that."
seungcheol's eyes searched yours, a mix of confusion and hurt flashing across his face. "y/n, i—"
"no," you interrupted, your voice trembling with a mixture of anger and frustration. "you can't just kiss me and expect everything to be okay. you don't get to treat me like some casual hookup and then suddenly decide you want more. it doesn't work like that."
seungcheol took a step back, his hands dropping to his sides. "that's not what i'm doing," he said, his voice low but steady. "it's not like that."
"then what is it?" you demanded, crossing your arms over your chest in a defensive gesture. "because all you've ever wanted from me is something casual. and now, after ruining my date, you think you can just change the rules?"
"y/n, please," seungcheol pleaded, his eyes filled with a vulnerability that made your heart ache. "just listen to me."
you hesitated, the sincerity in his voice giving you pause. "fine," you said, your tone still guarded. "i'm listening."
seungcheol took a deep breath, as if gathering his thoughts. "i know i've been an idiot," he began, his voice steady but tinged with regret. "i've been hiding how i really feel because i was scared. scared of messing things up between us, scared of losing you if it didn't work out."
you frowned, your anger slowly giving way to confusion. "what are you talking about?"
"i'm talking about how much you mean to me," seungcheol said, taking a step closer. "i'm talking about how i can't stand the thought of you being with someone else because it makes me realize just how much i care about you. this isn't just some fling for me, y/n. it never was."
his words hung in the air, heavy with the weight of unspoken emotions. you could see the sincerity in his eyes, the raw honesty in his expression. it was a side of seungcheol you hadn't seen before, and it left you reeling.
"but you never said anything," you whispered, your voice barely audible. "you never gave me any indication that you felt this way."
"i know," seungcheol admitted, his voice thick with regret. "and i'm sorry for that. i thought i could keep things casual, that it would be easier that way. but seeing you with haru… it made me realize that i can't do this anymore. i can't pretend that what we have doesn't mean everything to me."
you stared at him, your mind racing as you tried to process everything he was saying. the anger that had fueled your argument was slowly giving way to a deeper, more complex mix of emotions. part of you wanted to believe him, to take the leap and see where it could lead. but another part of you was still hurt, still wary of getting your heart broken.
the silence hung heavy between you, laden with the weight of unspoken words and the raw, intense emotions that seungcheol’s confession had unearthed. you could see the sincerity in his eyes, the raw vulnerability that he rarely showed. and in that moment, your resolve began to waver.
“seungcheol,” you began, your voice trembling, “i don’t know what to say.”
“then don’t say anything,” he replied, stepping closer, his gaze unwavering. “just let me show you how i feel.”
before you could respond, he closed the distance between you, capturing your lips in a kiss that was both fervent and tender. his hands moved to your waist, pulling you against him, and you felt your body respond to his touch, the anger and confusion melting away, replaced by a burning desire.
his kiss deepened, his tongue sliding against yours with a sensuality that made your knees weak. you clung to him, your hands tangling in his hair as you surrendered to the intensity of the moment. seungcheol’s hands roamed over your body, his touch igniting a fire in your veins.
he broke the kiss, his breath ragged as he looked down at you, his eyes dark with desire. “i need you, y/n,” he murmured, his voice rough with longing. “i need you to know how much you mean to me.”
you nodded, unable to find your voice. he took your hand, leading you to the bedroom, each step filled with anticipation and unspoken promises. once inside, he turned to you, his gaze smoldering.
“undress for me,” he commanded softly, his eyes never leaving yours.
with trembling hands, you complied, shedding your clothes until you stood bare before him. seungcheol’s eyes roamed over your body, his expression one of awe and desire. he stepped closer, his hands moving to cup your breasts, his thumbs brushing over your nipples, sending shivers down your spine.
“you’re so beautiful,” he whispered, his breath warm against your skin. “i want to make you feel good. will you let me?”
you nodded again, your breath hitching as his hands trailed down your body, leaving a path of fire in their wake. he knelt before you, his eyes locking onto yours as he pressed a kiss to your inner thigh, his tongue darting out to taste your skin.
the sensation was electric, and you felt a surge of arousal as his mouth moved closer to your core. he parted your folds with his fingers, his tongue flicking over your clit with a skill that made you gasp. seungcheol’s hands gripped your hips, holding you steady as he devoured you, his tongue and lips working in tandem to bring you to the brink of ecstasy.
“oh, god, seungcheol,” you moaned, your hands fisting in his hair as your hips bucked against his mouth. “don’t stop.”
he hummed in response, the vibration sending another wave of pleasure through you. his tongue circled your clit, teasing and tormenting you until you were trembling with need. he slid two fingers inside you, curling them to hit that sweet spot, and you cried out, your body arching towards him.
seungcheol didn’t relent, his mouth and fingers working together to drive you closer and closer to the edge. you could feel the tension building, a coil tightening in your belly, and then it snapped, a tidal wave of pleasure crashing over you as you came, your cries echoing in the room.
he didn’t stop, his movements gentle as he coaxed you through the aftershocks, his eyes never leaving your face. when you finally came down, he stood, his fingers trailing your slick arousal up to your lips.
“open,” he instructed, and you obeyed, taking his fingers into your mouth, tasting yourself on his skin. the look of pure desire in his eyes made your pulse quicken, and you sucked his fingers clean, reveling in the way he watched you.
“good girl,” he praised, his voice a low rumble. he kissed you again, his tongue exploring your mouth with a possessiveness that made your knees weak. you could taste yourself on his lips, the mingling of flavors heightening your arousal once more.
seungcheol broke the kiss, his hands moving to undo his pants. “lie down,” he instructed, and you did, stretching out on the bed, your body still humming with the remnants of your orgasm.
he shed his clothes quickly, his erection standing proud as he joined you on the bed. he knelt between your legs, his eyes drinking in the sight of you spread out before him. “i’m going to make you feel so good,” he promised, his voice thick with need.
he took his cock in hand, stroking it slowly as he watched you. “touch yourself,” he ordered, and you complied, your fingers finding your clit, rubbing in slow, deliberate circles as you watched him.
seungcheol groaned, his hand moving faster on his cock as he watched you pleasure yourself. “that’s it, baby,” he murmured, his eyes locked on yours. “make yourself come for me.”
you bit your lip, your fingers moving faster, the combination of his gaze and the sensation pushing you closer to the edge. “seungcheol,” you moaned, your body tensing as you felt your orgasm building once more.
“come for me,” he commanded, his voice rough with desire. “come for me, y/n.”
his words pushed you over the edge, and you came with a cry, your body trembling with the force of your release. seungcheol watched you, his hand moving faster on his cock as he brought himself to the brink.
he leaned over you, his eyes burning with need. “i need to be inside you,” he said, his voice a raw whisper. “i need to feel you.”
you nodded, spreading your legs wider in invitation. seungcheol positioned himself at your entrance, his cock slick with your arousal. he pushed in slowly, the sensation of him filling you making you gasp.
he set a slow, steady pace, each thrust deep and deliberate. the pleasure built with each movement, the intensity of the connection between you making your head spin. seungcheol’s hands gripped your hips, pulling you closer, his eyes never leaving yours.
“look at me,” he murmured, his voice a soft command. “i want to see you.”
you locked eyes with him, the depth of emotion in his gaze taking your breath away. the rhythm of his thrusts increased, the pleasure building to a fever pitch. he reached down, his fingers finding your clit, rubbing in time with his thrusts.
the combination was too much, and you felt yourself hurtling towards another orgasm, the intensity overwhelming. “seungcheol,” you gasped, your body arching towards him.
“come for me,” he urged, his voice rough with need. “i want to feel you come around me.”
his words sent you spiraling over the edge, your orgasm crashing over you with a force that left you breathless. seungcheol followed you, his release spilling into you as he groaned your name, the sensation of him filling you only heightening your pleasure.
he collapsed beside you, his chest heaving as he caught his breath. you turned to him, your body still humming with the aftershocks of your release. he pulled you close, his lips pressing gentle kisses to your forehead.
“are you okay?” he asked softly, his hand smoothing over your hair.
you nodded, your heart full. “i’m more than okay,” you replied, your voice a whisper. “i’m perfect.”
seungcheol smiled, his eyes warm with affection. “good,” he said, pulling you even closer. “because i’m not letting you go.”
the promise in his words wrapped around you, a comforting reassurance of the depth of his feelings. in that moment, you knew that whatever challenges lay ahead, you would face them together. and that was all you needed.
the first light of dawn filtered through the curtains, casting a soft, golden glow over the room. you stirred, nestled in the warmth of seungcheol’s embrace, his arm draped protectively around your waist. for a moment, you lay still, savoring the tranquility of the morning, the quiet intimacy that enveloped you both.
seungcheol shifted beside you, his eyes fluttering open. a slow smile spread across his face as he took in the sight of you in his arms. "good morning," he murmured, his voice husky with sleep.
"good morning," you replied, your own smile matching his.
he leaned in, pressing a gentle kiss to your forehead. "how did you sleep?" he asked, his lips trailing soft kisses down your temple and along your cheek.
"better than i have in a long time," you admitted, feeling a warmth spread through you at his affectionate gestures.
seungcheol’s kisses continued, each one a tender promise of his feelings. he moved to your other cheek, then your nose, then your chin, covering your face with a constellation of soft, loving kisses. you couldn’t help but giggle at the sensation, your heart swelling with affection for the man beside you.
"seungcheol," you murmured, your fingers threading through his hair as he nuzzled against your neck, his breath warm against your skin.
"hmm?" he hummed, his lips moving to your jawline.
"this is nice," you said, your voice soft. "i could get used to waking up like this."
he pulled back slightly, his eyes meeting yours with a tenderness that made your breath catch. "so could i," he replied, his hand cupping your cheek as he leaned in to kiss you softly on the lips.
just as you were losing yourself in the sweetness of the moment, a familiar sound interrupted the tranquility. the door creaked open, and you felt a rush of fur and energy as kkuma, seungcheol’s dog, bounded into the room.
"kkuma!" seungcheol exclaimed with a laugh, sitting up as the dog jumped onto the bed, tail wagging furiously.
kkuma wasted no time, planting herself between the two of you and showering seungcheol with enthusiastic licks. you couldn’t help but laugh at the sight, the dog’s antics bringing a lightness to the room.
"kkuma, stop," seungcheol said, though his laughter belied any real annoyance. he scratched behind the dog’s ears, giving her the attention she so eagerly sought. "you’re interrupting a very important moment, you know."
you smiled, reaching out to pet kkuma as well. "i think she’s just making sure we’re both awake," you said, your heart full as you watched the playful interaction between seungcheol and his beloved pet.
kkuma’s presence had an undeniable way of lightening the mood, her joyful energy infectious. she turned her attention to you, her eyes bright with curiosity. you scratched her behind the ears, earning a contented sigh as she settled down between you and seungcheol.
the three of you lay there for a while, enjoying the peaceful morning.
"y/n," seungcheol said softly, his hand finding yours under the covers. "about last night…"
you turned to him, your heart skipping a beat at the seriousness in his tone. "yes?"
"i meant everything i said," he continued, his thumb brushing over the back of your hand. "i want to be with you. for real. no more pretending, no more keeping things casual."
you felt a lump form in your throat, the sincerity in his eyes nearly overwhelming. "i want that too, seungcheol," you whispered, squeezing his hand. "i want to be with you."
he smiled, a look of pure relief and happiness washing over his face. "then let’s do it," he said, leaning in to kiss you again, this time with a gentle, lingering sweetness that left no doubt about his feelings.
kkuma, not to be left out, nudged her way between you once more, her tail thumping against the bed as she demanded attention. you both laughed, the moment made all the more perfect by her playful interruption.
as the morning sun continued to rise, you and seungcheol talked about your future, about the possibilities that lay ahead. there was a sense of hope and excitement, a feeling that together, you could face whatever came your way.
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