synopsis: in which your fuck boy roommate adds you to his body count
warnings: oral (f receiving), fingering, unprotected sex p in v (wrap it), use of pet name 'baby', fuckboy!sohee (he is a red flag), roommate au, college au, very descriptive sex, pwp (porn with plot), barely proofread. let me know if i'm missing any!
a/n: could not stop thinking about sohee as a fuck boy, so i had to write it.. hope yall like it (first sohee fic kinda nervous...)
18+ MDNI suggestive content under the cut
you have been warned.
lee sohee. he was your roommate, dumbest mistake you could’ve ever made. he was in your friend group, not particularly your first choice for a roommate. but everyone else in the group had already found roommates, leaving just the two of you without one. and the thought of having to cover rent for an apartment all on your own made you wanna vomit. a broke college student like yourself could barely afford a cup of ramen and a bus pass.
there’s nothing exactly wrong with sohee, besides the fact that the two of you never got along since high school. everyone always thought he was so cool, but nothing about him even stuck out to you. he was just like any other gamer boy womanizer.
he was usually glued to his seat in his room, screaming curse words as his computer, while forcefully smashing his fingers into the keyboard. which would’ve been hot, if it wasn’t always at 1 in the morning when he decided to play.
there were attractive things about sohee, like the gray sweatpants he never stopped wearing around the apartment, which slung low on his waist. or the yankees snap back that he always wore to the back. or how, when he smiled, his two little pointy vampire teeth could be seen. but neither of those qualities mattered, because he disgusted you as quick as you could find him hot.
every weekend, it was a different girl. sometimes you wondered how the girls even made it out alive. it sounded like he was killing them. exaggeration? maybe. but god it was annoying. between the girls he brought over and his endless gaming, you hardly ever got sleep being his roommate. at this point, you were convinced he fucked every girl in the school. and any girl he hadn’t were just begging to be next. him and the other friends in the group went to parties nearly every weekend since college started, but you passed. to worried about your studies to wanna be packed in a room with drunk, hot and bothered college students.
it was another night like that. friday night, you're home alone, enjoying the empty apartment. lucky enough to not hear sohee playing video games or fucking another nameless girl. lost in your own world of studies, until you heard the passcode of the apartment being punched in, as if someone was entering. a sigh of annoyance followed, your peace would be interrupted by sohee and the quote "lucky" girl of the night.
but you didn’t hear anything. just him, and actually, the night was still early compared to when he usually came home.
then a knock to your doorframe, it was him. standing in the doorway. arms crossed over his chest, brown locks tossed. those gray sweats on again, and sitting just right to show the calvin klein boxer waistband peaking underneath. plain black tee that fit perfectly, but when his arms were raised, a little bit of skin showed.
“hey” he said, simple, too easy. like he wanted something.
you’d spin around in your desk chair, eyebrows furrowed in defense. “what do you want?” you reply, mocking his tone.
“what? your roommate can’t just.. say hi” sohee would respond with that easy giggle of his, that unfortunately left you holding back a smile.
“thought there was a party tonight, you’re home early. no girl either?” you said with a bit of shock in your tone, but not enough to show that you actually cared.
sohee invited himself in your room now and sat on the bed. palms of his hands supporting him as he sunk back into the mattress. “party was lame” he said with a sigh. “besides.. i think i’ve already fucked every girl that went,” he said.
sohee recalled it so casually, like sex was just another thing to him. like the girls he fucked weren’t people. it was gross, and you knew that. but something about it made your thighs clench. and you couldn’t explain why. almost like you were curious to know why every girl couldn’t keep their hands off him, like you were missing out on something.
you had to physically shake your head in an attempt to rid your thoughts, because for a second there you actually felt your body get turned on by sohee.
“aww boohoo, the first friday night of the semester your not getting laid,” you said, teasing him, a normal banter you had since everyone knew you two weren’t exactly fond of each other. you turned around in your seat and pretended to be busy with your notes and textbooks to distract yourself from the heat growing in your sleep shorts.
“just because i left the party, doesn’t mean I’m not gonna get what i want,” sohee uttered, his voice dropping in this sensual tone that almost scared you.
“oh great, and which girl is it that i’m gonna hear all night long?” you ask with a fake curiosity. oblivious to him getting off the bed, now getting closer to where you sat.
sohee spun the chair around, forcing you to look at him. one of his hands planted on the arm rest of the chair, and the other gripped onto your wooden desk. “you,” he murmured, a smirk appearing on his lips. his features were soft and innocent-looking compared to the devilish intentions he had with you.
you were silent, however, not expecting him to say that. never thinking in a million years sohee would find you attractive. although at this point, he probably found every girl at least a little fuckable.
you hesitated before quickly protesting, “ew i’m not gonna be your next victim.” you responded, eyes avoiding his even in the impossible proximity. though your body gave into his heat, and you’d be lying if you said you weren’t interested in him at that moment.
sohee scoffed before cradling your chin with his thumb and index finger, forcing you to look at him. “do you really mean that? or are you just scared you’ll like it too much?”
“fuck you” you answered, avoiding his question. the warmth of his breath sent goosebumps to the skin of your cheeks, which were now flushed pink. then you gulped realizing he wouldn’t stop looking.
“i can fuck you, if you ask nicely,” he responded, but you didn’t say anything, not yet. still afraid to come to terms with how badly your body wanted him.
sohee didn’t move away, in fact, he slipped his hand away from the desk and now to your thigh. squeezing the plush of your exposed skin. before his hand trailed higher and higher to where you silently wished he was. he secretly waited for you to stop him, but when you didn’t, he took it as an invitation to keep going.
his fingers slid up your shorts and cupped right over your clothed heat. two of his slender fingers rubbing between your lips through your panties. your thighs clamped around his wrist. already the fabric had a damp spot right where his fingers were.
“you’re wet, y/n, come on, just say it. you want me.” he taunted with a smirk, still rubbing painfully slow circles. but you stayed quiet. still not admitting anything. you couldn’t bring yourself to damage your pride for secretly wanting a fuck boy like sohee.
so, he continued. didn’t stop, until your panties were drenched, and you were rutting your hips into his hand. until finally, he slid your panties to the side, and rubbed your bare wet folds with the veiny ness that was his fingers. earning a high-pitched gasp from you.
sohee’s brown eyes looked up at you, waiting for you to say something, anything, but you didn’t. still holding on tight to your pride.
with how wet you were he easily slid one finger in painfully slow. your hips bucked, and he had to use his other hand to steady your hips against the chair. “don’t run from it, your pussy needs this. needs me,” he said, talking to you, yet you still bit down hard on your bottom lip. concealing any noise that dared to slip out. though your chest still heaved as your breath picked up.
sohee, slid another finger in without warning. pumping two of his fingers inside you with ease, watching as your greedy hole swallowed his fingers with each push. curling them now to hit that spot that made your legs tremble against the chair. “that’s it, your letting go” sohee cooed as he felt your gummy walls unclench around him.
“agh.. sohee. fuck—“ you moaned now, unable to keep that back any longer. your back arched against the chair, and you gripped the armrests tightly. then your body began shivering, you were so close.
and sohee knew that. which is exactly why he took his fingers out, ridding you of the feeling. earning a loud whimper. “sohee, i was so close” you whined at him. he just chuckled in response, tasing his fingers with a lick, that were just inside you.
“gonna tell me you want me yet, or just sit here, while your body is begging to cum” he said, eyebrow raised, same cocky fuck boy grin like he knew that he had you in the palm of his hand.
you barely wanted to say it, to admit to it. but you caved, the feeling of pleasure more important now.
“i want you..” you said voice soft, avoiding his mocking gaze.
sohee snapped his tongue against the roof of his mouth like it wasn’t enough.
“louder. say it like you mean it.”
“excuse me?” you replied in disbelief.
“say it, or i’ll walk out right now” sohee said, dead serious. and that alone was enough to send a shiver down your spine. “sohee, i want you, please,” you begged, finally with your whole chest, locking eyes with him.
sohee smirked, loving to see you break down all of the little pride you had left, for him. he lifted you up off the chair and placed you onto your bed. pulling your shorts and soaked panties off in one swift motion. baring your wet folds to the cold air. he leaned in, tongue licking a wet stripe to your clit. before fucking your already sensitive hole with his tongue. nose pressed right at your sensitive bundle of nerves. your thighs clamped down around his head. but that wasn’t enough to make him stop.
he kept going like a man starved, plunging his fingers in again, stretching you around two of his fingers while lapping up your slick on his tongue. your body shook in waves of pleasure, and you could feel your hips rutting against his mouth. nearly about to release all over again. but sohee ripped the sensation away from you yet again.
an evil smirk on his face when he saw your pouty lips. he placed a soft peck to your lips, then a real kiss after. soft lips, but rough motion, his teeth biting on your bottom lip. making you whine into his mouth.
“sohee..” you whined again, denied of cumming twice, now you were starting to get so needy and fed up with his antics.
“had to get you extra desperate for me” he said, undoing the drawstring of his sweats, slipping them off with his boxers. letting his cock spring free. it was slender, but more girthy than you expected. the tip pink and swollen, dripping pre-cum. he took his shirt off too, revealing his torso to you. stripped naked in front of you now. fresh slick, making your thighs sticky from the sight of his exposed body.
he gave his rock-hard cock a few strokes before aligning it between your pussy lips, lapping up all the juices. earning another moan from you. you were already extremely sensitive from before. “stop teasing..” you said with a whimper, hands gripping fist full of your bed sheets.
sohee couldn’t help but chuckle at how needy you had gotten. but he finally pushed himself into your entrance. of course, you had sex before, but it had been a while since the last time you did. the delicious stretch, sent your back arching, arms wrapped around his neck. “sh—fu-- sohee..” you whined, the width of his girth stretching you out in a way no one has before. giving you no time to adjust either, as he already began pumping inside of you.
“squeezing me so well, you wanted this didn’t you?” he’d said, one hand on your chin forcing you to look at him. “say it, say you wanted this” sohee demanded, while drilling into you thrust after thrust.
“ngh—wanted, fuck. wanted this sohee!” you moaned, uncontrollably letting whiny pornographic sounds fall from your lips. not caring how desperate you sounded now.
“yeah? bet you listened to me fuck all the girls, wishing it was you, right?” he’d murmur, babbling dirty nothings that sent even more slick drenching his length.
it was then that you realized you sounded like all the girls he fucked, whiny and lifeless, while he pounded you into the mattress. splitting you open on his dick. it was inevitable to be this loud, and finally, you understood why. the stretch of his girth, the length of his tip hitting that sweet spot inside you repeatedly, he never lost pace, there was a reason why everyone wanted to fuck him.
sohee slid his hands under your shirt and grabbed a fistful of your boobs squeezing them mercilessly, fondling with your nipples, and pinching them between fingers. earning more desperate moans from you. your eyes were shut, body bouncing each time he hit a new, deeper spot inside you.
“open your eyes baby, look at me” sohee said, wanting to see just how good he fucked you. needing you to remember this forever. your eyes fluttered open, and when they did, he kissed you, roughly pushing his tongue inside your mouth. making sure to taste every part of it in a nasty make-out. pulling away with a pop noise.
your hands began tightening around his neck, gripping the back of his hair. “close—please.. need—need to cum sohee” you begged, not even fully aware of how desperate you became.
sohee had one hand on your waist now, the other ghosting your neck. “shit, me too, gonna fill you up, ok? take it,” he said, panting already, you nodded. each of his last sloppy thrusts made sohee grunt under his breath until he came. creating a white, almost clear liquid ring around his cock now. he pulled out and watched as your hole began leaking your shared liquids with a proud smirk.
you were panting, fucked out of it, lying on your bed. the shock of it all hadn’t hit yet. the fact that you let your fuck boy roommate fuck you after years of telling yourself he'd be the last girl he ever touched. claiming he wasn’t your type. everyone in your friend group would laugh if they knew what happened.
what was worse was how much you liked it. how good he actually made you feel, and the fact that you could imagine doing it with him over and over again.
sohee watched as you layed there, and he got up to grab a water bottle and a towel for you. “you okay?” he’d ask with a soft chuckle. re-entering the room, sitting on the edge of your bed, handing you the towel and water with a soft touch.
“shut up” you responded playfully, still lying there, he was already putting his sweats on, retying the drawstring.
then quietly, “are things gonna change now,” you suddenly asked him, worried about their dynamic and the unspoken future.
sohee scratched behind his neck. “why would they be?” he responded.
to him, this was a usual fuck, something he did every weekend. although he did think about fucking you specifically for so long, imagining what it would be like. however, he was a fuck boy for a reason. he didn’t know how to actually be in a relationship, talk about feelings, nothing like that.
synopsis: in which your fuck boy roommate adds you to his body count
warnings: oral (f receiving), fingering, unprotected sex p in v (wrap it), use of pet name 'baby', fuckboy!sohee (he is a red flag), roommate au, college au, very descriptive sex, pwp (porn with plot), barely proofread. let me know if i'm missing any!
a/n: could not stop thinking about sohee as a fuck boy, so i had to write it.. hope yall like it (first sohee fic kinda nervous...)
18+ MDNI suggestive content under the cut
you have been warned.
lee sohee. he was your roommate, dumbest mistake you could’ve ever made. he was in your friend group, not particularly your first choice for a roommate. but everyone else in the group had already found roommates, leaving just the two of you without one. and the thought of having to cover rent for an apartment all on your own made you wanna vomit. a broke college student like yourself could barely afford a cup of ramen and a bus pass.
there’s nothing exactly wrong with sohee, besides the fact that the two of you never got along since high school. everyone always thought he was so cool, but nothing about him even stuck out to you. he was just like any other gamer boy womanizer.
he was usually glued to his seat in his room, screaming curse words as his computer, while forcefully smashing his fingers into the keyboard. which would’ve been hot, if it wasn’t always at 1 in the morning when he decided to play.
there were attractive things about sohee, like the gray sweatpants he never stopped wearing around the apartment, which slung low on his waist. or the yankees snap back that he always wore to the back. or how, when he smiled, his two little pointy vampire teeth could be seen. but neither of those qualities mattered, because he disgusted you as quick as you could find him hot.
every weekend, it was a different girl. sometimes you wondered how the girls even made it out alive. it sounded like he was killing them. exaggeration? maybe. but god it was annoying. between the girls he brought over and his endless gaming, you hardly ever got sleep being his roommate. at this point, you were convinced he fucked every girl in the school. and any girl he hadn’t were just begging to be next. him and the other friends in the group went to parties nearly every weekend since college started, but you passed. to worried about your studies to wanna be packed in a room with drunk, hot and bothered college students.
it was another night like that. friday night, you're home alone, enjoying the empty apartment. lucky enough to not hear sohee playing video games or fucking another nameless girl. lost in your own world of studies, until you heard the passcode of the apartment being punched in, as if someone was entering. a sigh of annoyance followed, your peace would be interrupted by sohee and the quote "lucky" girl of the night.
but you didn’t hear anything. just him, and actually, the night was still early compared to when he usually came home.
then a knock to your doorframe, it was him. standing in the doorway. arms crossed over his chest, brown locks tossed. those gray sweats on again, and sitting just right to show the calvin klein boxer waistband peaking underneath. plain black tee that fit perfectly, but when his arms were raised, a little bit of skin showed.
“hey” he said, simple, too easy. like he wanted something.
you’d spin around in your desk chair, eyebrows furrowed in defense. “what do you want?” you reply, mocking his tone.
“what? your roommate can’t just.. say hi” sohee would respond with that easy giggle of his, that unfortunately left you holding back a smile.
“thought there was a party tonight, you’re home early. no girl either?” you said with a bit of shock in your tone, but not enough to show that you actually cared.
sohee invited himself in your room now and sat on the bed. palms of his hands supporting him as he sunk back into the mattress. “party was lame” he said with a sigh. “besides.. i think i’ve already fucked every girl that went,” he said.
sohee recalled it so casually, like sex was just another thing to him. like the girls he fucked weren’t people. it was gross, and you knew that. but something about it made your thighs clench. and you couldn’t explain why. almost like you were curious to know why every girl couldn’t keep their hands off him, like you were missing out on something.
you had to physically shake your head in an attempt to rid your thoughts, because for a second there you actually felt your body get turned on by sohee.
“aww boohoo, the first friday night of the semester your not getting laid,” you said, teasing him, a normal banter you had since everyone knew you two weren’t exactly fond of each other. you turned around in your seat and pretended to be busy with your notes and textbooks to distract yourself from the heat growing in your sleep shorts.
“just because i left the party, doesn’t mean I’m not gonna get what i want,” sohee uttered, his voice dropping in this sensual tone that almost scared you.
“oh great, and which girl is it that i’m gonna hear all night long?” you ask with a fake curiosity. oblivious to him getting off the bed, now getting closer to where you sat.
sohee spun the chair around, forcing you to look at him. one of his hands planted on the arm rest of the chair, and the other gripped onto your wooden desk. “you,” he murmured, a smirk appearing on his lips. his features were soft and innocent-looking compared to the devilish intentions he had with you.
you were silent, however, not expecting him to say that. never thinking in a million years sohee would find you attractive. although at this point, he probably found every girl at least a little fuckable.
you hesitated before quickly protesting, “ew i’m not gonna be your next victim.” you responded, eyes avoiding his even in the impossible proximity. though your body gave into his heat, and you’d be lying if you said you weren’t interested in him at that moment.
sohee scoffed before cradling your chin with his thumb and index finger, forcing you to look at him. “do you really mean that? or are you just scared you’ll like it too much?”
“fuck you” you answered, avoiding his question. the warmth of his breath sent goosebumps to the skin of your cheeks, which were now flushed pink. then you gulped realizing he wouldn’t stop looking.
“i can fuck you, if you ask nicely,” he responded, but you didn’t say anything, not yet. still afraid to come to terms with how badly your body wanted him.
sohee didn’t move away, in fact, he slipped his hand away from the desk and now to your thigh. squeezing the plush of your exposed skin. before his hand trailed higher and higher to where you silently wished he was. he secretly waited for you to stop him, but when you didn’t, he took it as an invitation to keep going.
his fingers slid up your shorts and cupped right over your clothed heat. two of his slender fingers rubbing between your lips through your panties. your thighs clamped around his wrist. already the fabric had a damp spot right where his fingers were.
“you’re wet, y/n, come on, just say it. you want me.” he taunted with a smirk, still rubbing painfully slow circles. but you stayed quiet. still not admitting anything. you couldn’t bring yourself to damage your pride for secretly wanting a fuck boy like sohee.
so, he continued. didn’t stop, until your panties were drenched, and you were rutting your hips into his hand. until finally, he slid your panties to the side, and rubbed your bare wet folds with the veiny ness that was his fingers. earning a high-pitched gasp from you.
sohee’s brown eyes looked up at you, waiting for you to say something, anything, but you didn’t. still holding on tight to your pride.
with how wet you were he easily slid one finger in painfully slow. your hips bucked, and he had to use his other hand to steady your hips against the chair. “don’t run from it, your pussy needs this. needs me,” he said, talking to you, yet you still bit down hard on your bottom lip. concealing any noise that dared to slip out. though your chest still heaved as your breath picked up.
sohee, slid another finger in without warning. pumping two of his fingers inside you with ease, watching as your greedy hole swallowed his fingers with each push. curling them now to hit that spot that made your legs tremble against the chair. “that’s it, your letting go” sohee cooed as he felt your gummy walls unclench around him.
“agh.. sohee. fuck—“ you moaned now, unable to keep that back any longer. your back arched against the chair, and you gripped the armrests tightly. then your body began shivering, you were so close.
and sohee knew that. which is exactly why he took his fingers out, ridding you of the feeling. earning a loud whimper. “sohee, i was so close” you whined at him. he just chuckled in response, tasing his fingers with a lick, that were just inside you.
“gonna tell me you want me yet, or just sit here, while your body is begging to cum” he said, eyebrow raised, same cocky fuck boy grin like he knew that he had you in the palm of his hand.
you barely wanted to say it, to admit to it. but you caved, the feeling of pleasure more important now.
“i want you..” you said voice soft, avoiding his mocking gaze.
sohee snapped his tongue against the roof of his mouth like it wasn’t enough.
“louder. say it like you mean it.”
“excuse me?” you replied in disbelief.
“say it, or i’ll walk out right now” sohee said, dead serious. and that alone was enough to send a shiver down your spine. “sohee, i want you, please,” you begged, finally with your whole chest, locking eyes with him.
sohee smirked, loving to see you break down all of the little pride you had left, for him. he lifted you up off the chair and placed you onto your bed. pulling your shorts and soaked panties off in one swift motion. baring your wet folds to the cold air. he leaned in, tongue licking a wet stripe to your clit. before fucking your already sensitive hole with his tongue. nose pressed right at your sensitive bundle of nerves. your thighs clamped down around his head. but that wasn’t enough to make him stop.
he kept going like a man starved, plunging his fingers in again, stretching you around two of his fingers while lapping up your slick on his tongue. your body shook in waves of pleasure, and you could feel your hips rutting against his mouth. nearly about to release all over again. but sohee ripped the sensation away from you yet again.
an evil smirk on his face when he saw your pouty lips. he placed a soft peck to your lips, then a real kiss after. soft lips, but rough motion, his teeth biting on your bottom lip. making you whine into his mouth.
“sohee..” you whined again, denied of cumming twice, now you were starting to get so needy and fed up with his antics.
“had to get you extra desperate for me” he said, undoing the drawstring of his sweats, slipping them off with his boxers. letting his cock spring free. it was slender, but more girthy than you expected. the tip pink and swollen, dripping pre-cum. he took his shirt off too, revealing his torso to you. stripped naked in front of you now. fresh slick, making your thighs sticky from the sight of his exposed body.
he gave his rock-hard cock a few strokes before aligning it between your pussy lips, lapping up all the juices. earning another moan from you. you were already extremely sensitive from before. “stop teasing..” you said with a whimper, hands gripping fist full of your bed sheets.
sohee couldn’t help but chuckle at how needy you had gotten. but he finally pushed himself into your entrance. of course, you had sex before, but it had been a while since the last time you did. the delicious stretch, sent your back arching, arms wrapped around his neck. “sh—fu-- sohee..” you whined, the width of his girth stretching you out in a way no one has before. giving you no time to adjust either, as he already began pumping inside of you.
“squeezing me so well, you wanted this didn’t you?” he’d said, one hand on your chin forcing you to look at him. “say it, say you wanted this” sohee demanded, while drilling into you thrust after thrust.
“ngh—wanted, fuck. wanted this sohee!” you moaned, uncontrollably letting whiny pornographic sounds fall from your lips. not caring how desperate you sounded now.
“yeah? bet you listened to me fuck all the girls, wishing it was you, right?” he’d murmur, babbling dirty nothings that sent even more slick drenching his length.
it was then that you realized you sounded like all the girls he fucked, whiny and lifeless, while he pounded you into the mattress. splitting you open on his dick. it was inevitable to be this loud, and finally, you understood why. the stretch of his girth, the length of his tip hitting that sweet spot inside you repeatedly, he never lost pace, there was a reason why everyone wanted to fuck him.
sohee slid his hands under your shirt and grabbed a fistful of your boobs squeezing them mercilessly, fondling with your nipples, and pinching them between fingers. earning more desperate moans from you. your eyes were shut, body bouncing each time he hit a new, deeper spot inside you.
“open your eyes baby, look at me” sohee said, wanting to see just how good he fucked you. needing you to remember this forever. your eyes fluttered open, and when they did, he kissed you, roughly pushing his tongue inside your mouth. making sure to taste every part of it in a nasty make-out. pulling away with a pop noise.
your hands began tightening around his neck, gripping the back of his hair. “close—please.. need—need to cum sohee” you begged, not even fully aware of how desperate you became.
sohee had one hand on your waist now, the other ghosting your neck. “shit, me too, gonna fill you up, ok? take it,” he said, panting already, you nodded. each of his last sloppy thrusts made sohee grunt under his breath until he came. creating a white, almost clear liquid ring around his cock now. he pulled out and watched as your hole began leaking your shared liquids with a proud smirk.
you were panting, fucked out of it, lying on your bed. the shock of it all hadn’t hit yet. the fact that you let your fuck boy roommate fuck you after years of telling yourself he'd be the last girl he ever touched. claiming he wasn’t your type. everyone in your friend group would laugh if they knew what happened.
what was worse was how much you liked it. how good he actually made you feel, and the fact that you could imagine doing it with him over and over again.
sohee watched as you layed there, and he got up to grab a water bottle and a towel for you. “you okay?” he’d ask with a soft chuckle. re-entering the room, sitting on the edge of your bed, handing you the towel and water with a soft touch.
“shut up” you responded playfully, still lying there, he was already putting his sweats on, retying the drawstring.
then quietly, “are things gonna change now,” you suddenly asked him, worried about their dynamic and the unspoken future.
sohee scratched behind his neck. “why would they be?” he responded.
to him, this was a usual fuck, something he did every weekend. although he did think about fucking you specifically for so long, imagining what it would be like. however, he was a fuck boy for a reason. he didn’t know how to actually be in a relationship, talk about feelings, nothing like that.
synopsis: in which your fuck boy roommate adds you to his body count
warnings: oral (f receiving), fingering, unprotected sex p in v (wrap it), use of pet name 'baby', fuckboy!sohee (he is a red flag), roommate au, college au, very descriptive sex, pwp (porn with plot), barely proofread. let me know if i'm missing any!
a/n: could not stop thinking about sohee as a fuck boy, so i had to write it.. hope yall like it (first sohee fic kinda nervous...)
18+ MDNI suggestive content under the cut
you have been warned.
lee sohee. he was your roommate, dumbest mistake you could’ve ever made. he was in your friend group, not particularly your first choice for a roommate. but everyone else in the group had already found roommates, leaving just the two of you without one. and the thought of having to cover rent for an apartment all on your own made you wanna vomit. a broke college student like yourself could barely afford a cup of ramen and a bus pass.
there’s nothing exactly wrong with sohee, besides the fact that the two of you never got along since high school. everyone always thought he was so cool, but nothing about him even stuck out to you. he was just like any other gamer boy womanizer.
he was usually glued to his seat in his room, screaming curse words as his computer, while forcefully smashing his fingers into the keyboard. which would’ve been hot, if it wasn’t always at 1 in the morning when he decided to play.
there were attractive things about sohee, like the gray sweatpants he never stopped wearing around the apartment, which slung low on his waist. or the yankees snap back that he always wore to the back. or how, when he smiled, his two little pointy vampire teeth could be seen. but neither of those qualities mattered, because he disgusted you as quick as you could find him hot.
every weekend, it was a different girl. sometimes you wondered how the girls even made it out alive. it sounded like he was killing them. exaggeration? maybe. but god it was annoying. between the girls he brought over and his endless gaming, you hardly ever got sleep being his roommate. at this point, you were convinced he fucked every girl in the school. and any girl he hadn’t were just begging to be next. him and the other friends in the group went to parties nearly every weekend since college started, but you passed. to worried about your studies to wanna be packed in a room with drunk, hot and bothered college students.
it was another night like that. friday night, you're home alone, enjoying the empty apartment. lucky enough to not hear sohee playing video games or fucking another nameless girl. lost in your own world of studies, until you heard the passcode of the apartment being punched in, as if someone was entering. a sigh of annoyance followed, your peace would be interrupted by sohee and the quote "lucky" girl of the night.
but you didn’t hear anything. just him, and actually, the night was still early compared to when he usually came home.
then a knock to your doorframe, it was him. standing in the doorway. arms crossed over his chest, brown locks tossed. those gray sweats on again, and sitting just right to show the calvin klein boxer waistband peaking underneath. plain black tee that fit perfectly, but when his arms were raised, a little bit of skin showed.
“hey” he said, simple, too easy. like he wanted something.
you’d spin around in your desk chair, eyebrows furrowed in defense. “what do you want?” you reply, mocking his tone.
“what? your roommate can’t just.. say hi” sohee would respond with that easy giggle of his, that unfortunately left you holding back a smile.
“thought there was a party tonight, you’re home early. no girl either?” you said with a bit of shock in your tone, but not enough to show that you actually cared.
sohee invited himself in your room now and sat on the bed. palms of his hands supporting him as he sunk back into the mattress. “party was lame” he said with a sigh. “besides.. i think i’ve already fucked every girl that went,” he said.
sohee recalled it so casually, like sex was just another thing to him. like the girls he fucked weren’t people. it was gross, and you knew that. but something about it made your thighs clench. and you couldn’t explain why. almost like you were curious to know why every girl couldn’t keep their hands off him, like you were missing out on something.
you had to physically shake your head in an attempt to rid your thoughts, because for a second there you actually felt your body get turned on by sohee.
“aww boohoo, the first friday night of the semester your not getting laid,” you said, teasing him, a normal banter you had since everyone knew you two weren’t exactly fond of each other. you turned around in your seat and pretended to be busy with your notes and textbooks to distract yourself from the heat growing in your sleep shorts.
“just because i left the party, doesn’t mean I’m not gonna get what i want,” sohee uttered, his voice dropping in this sensual tone that almost scared you.
“oh great, and which girl is it that i’m gonna hear all night long?” you ask with a fake curiosity. oblivious to him getting off the bed, now getting closer to where you sat.
sohee spun the chair around, forcing you to look at him. one of his hands planted on the arm rest of the chair, and the other gripped onto your wooden desk. “you,” he murmured, a smirk appearing on his lips. his features were soft and innocent-looking compared to the devilish intentions he had with you.
you were silent, however, not expecting him to say that. never thinking in a million years sohee would find you attractive. although at this point, he probably found every girl at least a little fuckable.
you hesitated before quickly protesting, “ew i’m not gonna be your next victim.” you responded, eyes avoiding his even in the impossible proximity. though your body gave into his heat, and you’d be lying if you said you weren’t interested in him at that moment.
sohee scoffed before cradling your chin with his thumb and index finger, forcing you to look at him. “do you really mean that? or are you just scared you’ll like it too much?”
“fuck you” you answered, avoiding his question. the warmth of his breath sent goosebumps to the skin of your cheeks, which were now flushed pink. then you gulped realizing he wouldn’t stop looking.
“i can fuck you, if you ask nicely,” he responded, but you didn’t say anything, not yet. still afraid to come to terms with how badly your body wanted him.
sohee didn’t move away, in fact, he slipped his hand away from the desk and now to your thigh. squeezing the plush of your exposed skin. before his hand trailed higher and higher to where you silently wished he was. he secretly waited for you to stop him, but when you didn’t, he took it as an invitation to keep going.
his fingers slid up your shorts and cupped right over your clothed heat. two of his slender fingers rubbing between your lips through your panties. your thighs clamped around his wrist. already the fabric had a damp spot right where his fingers were.
“you’re wet, y/n, come on, just say it. you want me.” he taunted with a smirk, still rubbing painfully slow circles. but you stayed quiet. still not admitting anything. you couldn’t bring yourself to damage your pride for secretly wanting a fuck boy like sohee.
so, he continued. didn’t stop, until your panties were drenched, and you were rutting your hips into his hand. until finally, he slid your panties to the side, and rubbed your bare wet folds with the veiny ness that was his fingers. earning a high-pitched gasp from you.
sohee’s brown eyes looked up at you, waiting for you to say something, anything, but you didn’t. still holding on tight to your pride.
with how wet you were he easily slid one finger in painfully slow. your hips bucked, and he had to use his other hand to steady your hips against the chair. “don’t run from it, your pussy needs this. needs me,” he said, talking to you, yet you still bit down hard on your bottom lip. concealing any noise that dared to slip out. though your chest still heaved as your breath picked up.
sohee, slid another finger in without warning. pumping two of his fingers inside you with ease, watching as your greedy hole swallowed his fingers with each push. curling them now to hit that spot that made your legs tremble against the chair. “that’s it, your letting go” sohee cooed as he felt your gummy walls unclench around him.
“agh.. sohee. fuck—“ you moaned now, unable to keep that back any longer. your back arched against the chair, and you gripped the armrests tightly. then your body began shivering, you were so close.
and sohee knew that. which is exactly why he took his fingers out, ridding you of the feeling. earning a loud whimper. “sohee, i was so close” you whined at him. he just chuckled in response, tasing his fingers with a lick, that were just inside you.
“gonna tell me you want me yet, or just sit here, while your body is begging to cum” he said, eyebrow raised, same cocky fuck boy grin like he knew that he had you in the palm of his hand.
you barely wanted to say it, to admit to it. but you caved, the feeling of pleasure more important now.
“i want you..” you said voice soft, avoiding his mocking gaze.
sohee snapped his tongue against the roof of his mouth like it wasn’t enough.
“louder. say it like you mean it.”
“excuse me?” you replied in disbelief.
“say it, or i’ll walk out right now” sohee said, dead serious. and that alone was enough to send a shiver down your spine. “sohee, i want you, please,” you begged, finally with your whole chest, locking eyes with him.
sohee smirked, loving to see you break down all of the little pride you had left, for him. he lifted you up off the chair and placed you onto your bed. pulling your shorts and soaked panties off in one swift motion. baring your wet folds to the cold air. he leaned in, tongue licking a wet stripe to your clit. before fucking your already sensitive hole with his tongue. nose pressed right at your sensitive bundle of nerves. your thighs clamped down around his head. but that wasn’t enough to make him stop.
he kept going like a man starved, plunging his fingers in again, stretching you around two of his fingers while lapping up your slick on his tongue. your body shook in waves of pleasure, and you could feel your hips rutting against his mouth. nearly about to release all over again. but sohee ripped the sensation away from you yet again.
an evil smirk on his face when he saw your pouty lips. he placed a soft peck to your lips, then a real kiss after. soft lips, but rough motion, his teeth biting on your bottom lip. making you whine into his mouth.
“sohee..” you whined again, denied of cumming twice, now you were starting to get so needy and fed up with his antics.
“had to get you extra desperate for me” he said, undoing the drawstring of his sweats, slipping them off with his boxers. letting his cock spring free. it was slender, but more girthy than you expected. the tip pink and swollen, dripping pre-cum. he took his shirt off too, revealing his torso to you. stripped naked in front of you now. fresh slick, making your thighs sticky from the sight of his exposed body.
he gave his rock-hard cock a few strokes before aligning it between your pussy lips, lapping up all the juices. earning another moan from you. you were already extremely sensitive from before. “stop teasing..” you said with a whimper, hands gripping fist full of your bed sheets.
sohee couldn’t help but chuckle at how needy you had gotten. but he finally pushed himself into your entrance. of course, you had sex before, but it had been a while since the last time you did. the delicious stretch, sent your back arching, arms wrapped around his neck. “sh—fu-- sohee..” you whined, the width of his girth stretching you out in a way no one has before. giving you no time to adjust either, as he already began pumping inside of you.
“squeezing me so well, you wanted this didn’t you?” he’d said, one hand on your chin forcing you to look at him. “say it, say you wanted this” sohee demanded, while drilling into you thrust after thrust.
“ngh—wanted, fuck. wanted this sohee!” you moaned, uncontrollably letting whiny pornographic sounds fall from your lips. not caring how desperate you sounded now.
“yeah? bet you listened to me fuck all the girls, wishing it was you, right?” he’d murmur, babbling dirty nothings that sent even more slick drenching his length.
it was then that you realized you sounded like all the girls he fucked, whiny and lifeless, while he pounded you into the mattress. splitting you open on his dick. it was inevitable to be this loud, and finally, you understood why. the stretch of his girth, the length of his tip hitting that sweet spot inside you repeatedly, he never lost pace, there was a reason why everyone wanted to fuck him.
sohee slid his hands under your shirt and grabbed a fistful of your boobs squeezing them mercilessly, fondling with your nipples, and pinching them between fingers. earning more desperate moans from you. your eyes were shut, body bouncing each time he hit a new, deeper spot inside you.
“open your eyes baby, look at me” sohee said, wanting to see just how good he fucked you. needing you to remember this forever. your eyes fluttered open, and when they did, he kissed you, roughly pushing his tongue inside your mouth. making sure to taste every part of it in a nasty make-out. pulling away with a pop noise.
your hands began tightening around his neck, gripping the back of his hair. “close—please.. need—need to cum sohee” you begged, not even fully aware of how desperate you became.
sohee had one hand on your waist now, the other ghosting your neck. “shit, me too, gonna fill you up, ok? take it,” he said, panting already, you nodded. each of his last sloppy thrusts made sohee grunt under his breath until he came. creating a white, almost clear liquid ring around his cock now. he pulled out and watched as your hole began leaking your shared liquids with a proud smirk.
you were panting, fucked out of it, lying on your bed. the shock of it all hadn’t hit yet. the fact that you let your fuck boy roommate fuck you after years of telling yourself he'd be the last girl he ever touched. claiming he wasn’t your type. everyone in your friend group would laugh if they knew what happened.
what was worse was how much you liked it. how good he actually made you feel, and the fact that you could imagine doing it with him over and over again.
sohee watched as you layed there, and he got up to grab a water bottle and a towel for you. “you okay?” he’d ask with a soft chuckle. re-entering the room, sitting on the edge of your bed, handing you the towel and water with a soft touch.
“shut up” you responded playfully, still lying there, he was already putting his sweats on, retying the drawstring.
then quietly, “are things gonna change now,” you suddenly asked him, worried about their dynamic and the unspoken future.
sohee scratched behind his neck. “why would they be?” he responded.
to him, this was a usual fuck, something he did every weekend. although he did think about fucking you specifically for so long, imagining what it would be like. however, he was a fuck boy for a reason. he didn’t know how to actually be in a relationship, talk about feelings, nothing like that.
i don’t have anywhere else to say this. but a girl wrote anton on her chest for a riize concert, and anton noticed it, smiled, said wow, and gave her a hand heart. and now i feel like anton might be a boob guy cuz.. why are we looking there sweetie. i call freak. #antonfortheboobagenda
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