With a heavy sigh, Eric pushed open the door to his apartment, his steps dragging along the floor.
“I’m back,” he called out, not bothering to look up and check for his roommates, instead kicking off his shoes and just chucking them next to Sunwoo’s cleats that were still full of grass because he never bothered to clean them no matter how often Eric asked him to.
“Hey, what's wrong?” Kevin asked from his spot on the sofa, pausing the movie that had been playing.
“Nothing, just a long day,” Eric shrugged it off as he walked past Kevin and into the kitchen to grab something to drink. He really didn’t feel like talking.
“Get cleaned up, dinner is ready in a bit,” Hyunjae smiled at him, gently ruffling Eric’s already messy hair.
“Not hungry.” Taking out a mango juice from the fridge, Eric turned his back to the kitchen and Hyunjae, ready to just go to his room and not talk to anyone for a couple of hours - maybe he’d make some ramen at midnight when he’d eventually get hungry.
“Eric?”
“I’m fine! Just tir-”
Eric didn’t get to finish, running face-first into a very naked chest.
“Well hello there,” Sunwoo mused, wrapping his arms around Eric’s waist.
“Not in the mood,” the other sighed, turning his head so Sunwoo’s lips only met his cheek.
“What’s wrong?”
“Nothing is wrong I’m just-”
“Just tired, my ass,” Sunwoo interrupted him, “What’s up?”
“I told you it’s nothing!”
“You threw your shoes next to Sunwoo’s cleats and didn’t even complain about the mess,” Kevin butted in, his voice soft as he came up behind Eric, “Talk to us.”
“I told you it’s nothing,” Eric tried again, weakly trying to fight Sunwoo’s grip on him.
“It’s the test, right?” Hyunjae asked, “You were supposed to get the results today.”
When Eric kept quiet, simply staring forward, Kevin put two and two together. “You scored badly.”
“Failed,” Eric choked out before falling forward into Sunwoo, all tension leaving his body.
“Baby~”
“Don’t baby me. I fucked that up royally. Despite you all-”
“Hey, hey,” Hyunjae shushed Eric, “It’s going to be-”
“Going to be okay?” Eric snorted, “I literally- This was my last chance to fix my grade and my mind went completely blank and- I need to pass this course and now that I won’t it’ll throw me back and-”
“Hey, Eric. Baby. Breathe,” Kevin tried to stop Eric from spiraling.
“No, I- I-”
Before he could get another word out, Sunwoo tilted his head up and pressed their lips together in a sweet kiss, “He told you to breathe,” Sunwoo whispered before he went in for another kiss that Eric eagerly returned, his hands creeping around Sunwoo’s waist where he had his towel tucked in.
“Getting handsy after one kiss?” Hyunjae chuckled, covering Eric’s hand before he could undo the towel, “Thought you weren’t in the mood.”
“You can’t blame him,” Kevin mused, walking around the two younger ones to drape himself over Sunwoo’s back and press a kiss to his pulse, “You shouldn’t be allowed to walk around the apartment like this, we had this discussion.”
“You’re saying one thing and doing another,” Sunwoo sighed, letting Eric rope him into another kiss.
“Less talking,” he complained, “I need this right now.”
“Okay baby,” Hyunjae smiled, releasing his grip on Sunwoo’s towel, which promptly fell to the floor, “On your knees.”
Sooooo hi it’s been a hot minute but @raibebe and I have been doing a little writing challenge (?) basically we let a wheel decide a ship and a trope for us. Would yall want us to post them? Keep in mind these are ship fics for the boyz
my parents [ sam + pat ] have started stirring in the writing dept. and it has inspired me to poke this old account a bit, re-edit some oldie goldies & perhaps finish some A/B/O pieces for the series. along with my other MTG girl and comrades.
minor updates:
I'm fully non-binary now! reject thy extremities! if I see ya'll using my deadname/tags I'll eat yer damn toes!
I have a longterm boyfriend that I love & who supports me a whole lot <3
I am 23 and aging faster than I can edit 👹
an important note:
my relationship with nova ended very sourly, suddenly and on very bad terms. I would appreciate not being asked and/or contacted about them or said relationship. I very much understand if our past mutuals wish to unfollow me now that I intend to be slightly more active. the same goes to any followers or traction I gained from mentions. our relationship almost pushed me off the internet [mostly Tumblr] entirely & I would appreciate no further association with said individual.
plans for 2025:
eradicate my deadname from my account tags 👹
I have forever wanted to edit some parts of SBIADITO - elongate parts and completely cut out others
potentially complete the half-drafted next piece to the series
potentially touch the Soobin x Yeonjun x YN hybrid series with focus on mainly Soobin & SVT members in the future, after the follow up of being taken home, due to me seeing Yeonjun something akin to a sleazy ex nowadays hahahaha
Genre: smut
Words: 4.882
Prompt: fratboy Sunwoo x fem. reader
Warnings: sub Sunwoo, dom reader, cameo of drunk Eric, oral (m & f receiving), unsafe sex, under-negotiated kink, marking (hickeys), cum eating (m), subdrop (kind of), aftercare, Sunwoo is very needy, Sunwoo is a good boy, Sunwoo goes sort of non-verbal he's so fucked out
A/N: After the most stressful 3 days of my entire life (this is a joke), I present to you: THIS. I don't know how this happened, I just looked at Sunwoo and it awoke something within me.
Special thanks to my cheerleader @starlitmark who always had great words of encouragement and got me through this <3
Not betaed - rip.
You didn’t quite remember how you got here - One moment you were admiring the plush lips of a guy with an almost boyish charm from across the living room of a frat house, the music so loud you could barely hear your own thoughts, only to be roped into playing spin the bottle by your friend Eric to then be locked away in the pantry for seven minutes with said guy with plush lips minutes later.
“I didn’t quite catch your name,” you broke the slightly awkward silence between the two of you in the dark room after Eric’s cackling had died down once he had locked the door.
“Sunwoo,” he answered and judging by the sound, he took another swing from his beer. Your eyes hadn’t fully adjusted to the darkness, so you were only really able to see his silhouette leaning against the cabinet.
“You haven’t done this before, right?” You giggled as you inched closer to him, carefully slotting your body against his so you wouldn’t startle him.
“We have seven minutes in here,” Sunwoo replied, his breath hitching when you took the can of beer from his hand and carelessly put it on one of the shelves so you could place his hand on your waist instead.
“Mhmm,” you hummed and placed your hands on his chest to feel his muscles beneath the damned compression shirt he was wearing, “It’s probably just five-ish minutes left by now.”
“Then we should make use of that time,” he concluded, tightening his grip on your waist before leaning in, his breath fanning over your lips but never connecting them, giving you an out if you didn’t want to.
But oh - how did you want to know how his plush lips felt on your body.
“Yeah, we should,” you agreed before closing the gap between you in a gentle kiss to his pillowy soft lips. The first few kisses were almost chaste, both of you just testing the waters but when Sunwoo let out a little sigh, a shiver rolled down your spine and you just had to gently sink your teeth into his lower lip.
“Fuck,” he cursed, one of his hands finding your jaw so he could angle it to deepen the kiss as well as pushing you harder against his body so you could feel his heart hammering inside his chest.
When he licked at the seam of your lips, you easily opened up for him, matching his hunger for more, greedy to lick the cheap beer from his tongue.
Enticed by the little sounds of pleasure Sunwoo let out, you let your hands roam his body, mapping out the strong build of his muscles before burying your hands in his thick hair and pulling.
With a gasp and a wet smack of your lips, you broke the kiss, both of you panting loudly. Now that your eyes had adjusted to the dark, the small strip of light coming from beneath the door was enough to see how wet and swollen Sunwoo’s lips had become and how you had destroyed his meticulously styled hair. He looked - for a lack of a better word - thoroughly fucked out already which made you dizzy with power.
The high-pitched whine he let out when he tried to kiss you again but you held him back with the grip you still had on his hair only aroused you further, a dark chuckle slipping past your lips.
“Say please,” you whispered right against his lips.
“Please,” Sunwoo immediately repeated, his voice small and needy and his eyes pleading.
“Good boy,” you praised him, swallowing the moan that ripped from his throat with another filthy kiss, not a care in the world about how sloppy the kiss turned with both of your neediness.
Neither of your hands could stay still, tugging on your clothes, raking through your hair, trying to get the other to release more sounds of pleasure.
You were so close to unbuckling his belt there and then, already addicted to how his skin felt beneath your fingertips when the door to the pantry suddenly burst open and a slightly more drunk than before Eric loudly yelled “Yooooo, time’s up, lovebirds” while he obnoxiously wiggled his eyebrows.
Slowly you pulled your hands from beneath Sunwoo’s shirt, keeping your nails on his skin in hopes of getting another reaction out of him but he was frozen in place, like a deer caught in the headlights.
“Hey,” you gently called out to him, taking a step back.
“Bro, no way,” Eric suddenly burst out laughing which was what finally got Sunwoo to move, a deep blush spreading on his cheeks. Before you could grasp what was happening, he pushed past you and out of the pantry, shoving a still giggling Eric out of the way.
“What was that about?” You asked, still confused.
“Bro,” Eric began, wrapping an arm around you and heavily leaning his weight onto you, “Dude, he got hard from just a little making out.”
“You’re drunk.”
“Dude, I know what a boner looks like.”
“So you enjoy looking at other men’s crotches and their boners?”
That made Eric sputter and choke on his own spit. “That’s not-“
“But that’s what it sounded like,” you singsonged, plucking his drink from his hands and dunking the contents into the kitchen sink. He had enough for now.
“Bro, I’m just telling you-“
“So what? I could probably get you hard in less than seven minutes as well.”
To that, Eric didn’t have a proper rebuttal, his mouth opening and closing like he was a fish out of water.
“Now tell me, which room is his?”
Up where the guys’ rooms were, the music wasn’t as loud as it was downstairs, only the heavy bass permeating the walls and floor.
Without knocking, you opened the last door to the left which Eric had let you know led to Sunwoo’s room.
To his luck, he hadn’t been lying and Sunwoo was lying on his messy bed, staring at the ceiling, only looking up when he heard the lock of the door clicking shut.
“Guests are not supposed to be up here,” he simply said with a monotone voice, turning his dark eyes back to the ceiling, “There’s a sign at the stairs.”
“I saw. I can leave if you want me to.”
But Sunwoo never told you to leave - as a matter of fact - he didn’t say anything.
Giving him time to sort out what was going on inside his head, you looked around his room. It was nothing special albeit tidier than you had expected from a fratboy.
Before you could snoop and figure out what books were scattered over his desk between a half-eaten bowl of ramen, Sunwoo sat up on his bed, planting his feet on the little rug next to it.
“I-“ he started but didn’t follow through, a frustrated sigh leaving his lips.
“Take your time,” you tried to encourage him, closing the distance between you to stand between his legs so you could tilt his chin up to meet his beautiful eyes.
For a little while you got lost in each other’s eyes before Sunwoo broke the eye contact to study his jeans instead, picking at some loose threads.
“Hey,” you called him out gently, placing your hand on his cheek to guide his face to look up at you again.
With a deep sigh, words finally tumbled from Sunwoo’s lips: “Listen, I’m sorry for running. I just- I got embarrassed. Like who gets hard just from some kissing?”
Despite his clear frustration with himself and being embarrassed, Sunwoo leaned into your touch, letting his eyes flutter closed.
“I’d be more offended if you didn’t,” you admitted softly, gently caressing his face.
At that, Sunwoo’s eyes shot wide open. “What?”
“I liked what happened down there too,” you simply said in lieu of an answer as you straddled his lap, your knees bracketing his hips. “I think I like you,” you added with a sultry lilt in your voice, “And how you react to me.”
To prove your point, you moved your thumb to Sunwoo’s lips, gently putting pressure until he parted them to take your thumb in his mouth and to curl his tongue around the digit, never breaking the heavy eye contact.
“Just like that,” the praise easily fell from your lips when he let his mouth fall open as you pressed down on his tongue.
“What are you doing to me?” He whispered once his mouth was free again.
“Anything you want me to,” you promised, carding your other hand through his hair to gather the locks at the back to force his head back, giving you a gorgeous view of his stretched-out neck that begged to be decorated by your kisses.
Leaning in, you heard Sunwoo suck in a breath through his teeth that he released shakily when you pressed your lips to his fluttering pulse, slowly connecting it to his jaw and to his ear with a row of kisses.
“What do you want?” You rasped.
“Kiss me?”
“Say it with please.”
“Kiss me please.”
This time, there was no build-up. No testing the waters or chaste kisses leading up to more open-mouthed kisses.
No, this time, your lips met with desperation from the get-go and Sunwoo greedily swallowed the surprised sound you let out before you were able to match his pace, using the grip you still had on his hair and a hand on his jaw to steady yourself, very thankful that he had your waist in a vice-grip so you wouldn’t topple over.
“You drive me crazy,” he rasped when you parted for air, nudging your head back so he could lick a filthy stripe up your jaw before he nipped at your skin, not quite hard enough to leave lasting marks but the promise alone was enough to have your head spinning.
“You can mark me,” you sighed and pushed Sunwoo’s bangs from his eyes in a way too tender manner so you could see them widen in shock before they fell closed again when he busied his mouth with sucking hickeys into your skin.
Letting your hands roam again, you slipped them beneath his tight shirt to feel his skin again, raking your nails down the divots of his abs. You could feel his groan more than you actually heard it, muffled against the skin of your throat.
“Get this thing off,” you demanded, grabbing the edge of his shirt and wrestling it over his head, revealing miles of smooth skin and collar bones that were simply made to sink your teeth into.
“You too,” Sunwoo whispered, adding a desperate “please” when you didn’t immediately do so.
“Good boy,” the praise dripped from your lips like the sweetest honey so you could revel in the shudder that went through Sunwoo at the pet name. With a confident grin on your face, you pulled your shirt over your head as well, leaving you in just your bra.
“Beautiful,” Sunwoo mumbled absent-mindedly, his hands hovering in the air before he put them on your waist again, squeezing as if to remind himself that you were real.
“Yeah, you are,” you agreed, pressing your palm flat to the middle of his chest to push him back down onto the mattress. Before he could protest, you pressed a kiss to his sternum, slowly making your way up his chest, only shortly getting sidetracked by the subtle muscle.
Despite your efforts, none of Sunwoo’s heavenly sounds of pleasure reached your ears, so when you checked on him, you saw that he had buried his teeth in his bottom lip to muffle his sounds.
“Let me hear you,” you asked softly, pressing a kiss just over his heart.
“It’s embarrassing,” he whined, hiding his face in his hands.
“It’s not,” you promised, straightening up so you could kiss his hands to coax them away from his face, “I like hearing what makes you feel good.”
“I- I like- Mark me? Just not-“
“Not where everyone can see?” You finished the sentence for him.
“Mhm,” he nodded, “Words are hard.”
“Yeah?” You couldn’t help but giggle fondly, so endeared by Sunwoo’s way of speaking in pout that you had no choice but to kiss him again, softer this time.
“Squeeze my hand then. Once for yes and twice for no,” you suggested, intertwining your fingers with his that he immediately squeezed once.
Swallowing down the urge to coo at him, you instead pressed a feather-light kiss to his lips, teasing him when he chased after the feeling with a quick peck.
Ignoring his displeased grumbling, you instead kissed from the corner of his mouth down to his jaw, his throat and his collarbones where you finally gave in to the urge to bite him. And finally, you got to hear Sunwoo moan again.
Little sighs and deep groans blurred together in a beautiful symphony as you decorated his skin in red and purple petals in the shape of your lips.
“Please,” he pressed out when you finally let up to admire your handiwork, meanly pressing your thumb into a particularly dark spot right beneath his collarbone just to hear his breath hitch and make him squirm beneath you, which in turn shifted your attention to another area when he started rolling his hips against your body.
“Right here?” You asked sickenly sweet as you let your hand trail down his torso, playfully tapping his belt before cupping him over his pants. Instead of answering or squeezing your other hand for a yes, Sunwoo instead rolled his hips up harder, his mouth hanging open and his eyes squeezed shut.
“Should we take these off?”
This time, Sunwoo seemed to remember what you had established as a yes and he immediately squeezed your hand hard.
“Yeah?” You giggled, earling another squeeze and a pleading look from his big, dark eyes.
“Okay,” you mouthed, letting go of his hand so you could make quick work of his belt and pull his jeans as well as his briefs off of his narrow hips.
The moment his clothes hit the floor, Sunwoo was already squirming, his hips chasing friction that was no longer there.
“So needy,” you smiled, trailing your fingers from his knees to the inside of his toned thighs, feeling how the muscles worked beneath the skin to not close his legs.
“Good boy.” Sunwoo only responded to the praise with another needy whine, his hips lifting off the bed. Smiling, you crawled back up the bed, keeping your eyes on his pleading ones as you pressed your lips to the skin of his pelvis, right next to where his cock lay hard against his skin.
With scrambling hands, Sunwoo interlaced your fingers again, squeezing them tightly.
“Try to stay still for me, okay?” You asked with another kiss, this time near the base of his cock which ripped another groan from his lips, sounding almost frustrated. But nevertheless, he squeezed your hand again once and that was all the confirmation you needed to lick a stripe from the base of his cock all the way up to the flushed and glistening tip, welcoming the tangy taste of his precum on your tongue.
“Pleeease, please, please,” Sunwoo whispered almost like a mantra, his head thrown back and his dark hair fanned out around him like some sort of tainted halo.
With a fond smile on your lips, you squeezed his hand once before taking the sensitive tip between your lips, reveling in the low moan Sunwoo let out. Slowly you took in more of his length, building up a torturous rhythm and keeping your cheeks hollowed on the upstroke, never forgetting to pay extra attention to the head of his cock: Running your tongue along the crown or toying with the slit until the taste of precum was strong on your tongue.
“More, please. Faster. I- I need-“
With an obscene pop, you let Sunwoo’s cock fall from your lips and let it slap against his skin with a wet sound.
“Please,” he pleaded again when you didn’t say anything, simply enjoying the power you had over him as you traced a vein on the underside of his cock before rubbing your pointer finger around the head.
“More?”
“Wanna cum,” Sunwoo pouted and gods did he look both adorable and like sin personified.
“And what about me, hm?” You asked lowly, climbing up the bed so you could see eye to eye again and watch how his blown-out eyes widened.
Just when you thought he was about to blurt out an apology, you wrapped your fingers around his cock, stroking him in a tight fist and effectively shutting him up, broken moans tumbling past his lips instead of words.
“Hm? Baby? What about me?”
“Any- Hah- Anything- Fuck- Anything you want,” Sunwoo managed to press out between sounds of pleasure as you quickened your pace, twisting your palm around the sensitive head before stroking his length again.
“You think you can fuck me, baby? Make me cum on your cock?”
Forgoing his words again, Sunwoo just squeezed your hand again and vigorously nodded his head.
“Are you sure?” You teased, halting in your movements to jerk him off. “Show me, baby. Show me how you’d fuck me.”
With a broken whine and his eyes squeezed shut again, Sunwoo did as you asked, slowly rolling his hips up before he quickened his pace and fucked into your hand with short strokes, chasing the loose friction of your hand.
“Inside, please,” he panted, forcing his eyes to meet your heated gaze again, “Want it.”
“Kiss me first,” you demanded and Sunwoo didn’t waste a single second, crashing your lips together and eagerly licking the taste of his own precum from your tongue. While you tried to match his overeager pace, he busied himself with trying to work your pants open and to shimmy them down your legs all while being hellbent on not stopping to kiss you even for a single moment.
“Sunwoo,” you giggled fondly when he let out a frustrated growl because he just couldn’t get your pants past your thighs, “Let me.” With a tender kiss, you leaned back just enough that you could wiggle free from your pants and panties which were probably ruined at this point by your own arousal.
Before your pants even hit the ground, Sunwoo was all over you again, pressing open-mouthed kisses to your throat while his hands mapped out your body, making quick work of your bra before exploring the newly discovered skin.
Now it was your turn to needily moan while Sunwoo proved that he knew how to do more with his mouth than just kiss and leave marks all over your throat as he gently took your nipple between his teeth before soothing the sting with his tongue, rolling the hardened nub against the wet muscle.
You were so distracted by how good his mouth felt on your boobs that you got startled when he sneaked a hand between your legs.
“I’m sorry-“ he tried to apologize but you immediately cut him off. “You just surprised me,” you reassured him and opened your legs for him, “Keep going.”
Tentatively, Sunwoo reached down again, his eyes never leaving your face like he was determined to catch every single one of your reactions.
With two fingers, he carefully searched out your wetness, his eyes widening almost comically when he found you basically dripping.
“Look what you did to me,” you breathed out, not able to keep your voice from shaking when Sunwoo spread your wetness around further, coating his fingers before he carefully fucked one finger inside you, all the way up until the last knuckle with little to no resistance thanks to how ridiculously turned on you were.
“That’s it,” you urged him on when he slowly moved his finger, keeping it curled in search of your sweet spot. Without you having to say anything, he easily slid in another finger, keeping them buried deep inside for a moment to make you really feel them before he quickened his pace, the squelching of your pussy loud even to your own ears.
“Sunwoo,” you needily moaned his name, blindly reaching for his cock to jerk him off again in time with his deep thrusts that had you longing for more and grinding your hips against him.
“Need- Want- Inside please,” he stuttered against your lips, desperately trying to not buck into your hand to chase his high that he already felt creeping up on him.
“Yeah,” you moaned when he slipped his fingers free to rub your clit in tight circles instead, “On your back, baby.”
Like the absolute dream he was, Sunwoo did as you asked him to, looking like sin personified when he stared deep into your eyes as he brought his fingers up to his lips to suck them clean of your arousal.
“Fuck, you’ll be the death of me,” you cursed breathlessly, quickly climbing on top of him. A loud moan fell from your lips when you ground your core against his cock, feeling the heated flesh twitch as you covered him in your arousal.
“Please,” Sunwoo slurred around his fingers that he still kept between his lips and who were you to deny him?
Carefully, you held his cock up as you sank down on him, taking him inch by inch until finally your hips met and both of you let out a string of curses. To get a feel for his size, you slowly ground your hips in tight circles, loving how he pressed against your walls perfectly, filling you up just right.
“Don’t cum before I do.” You wished you were able to sound more firm but you were holding onto your sanity by a thread when you lifted your hips again to finally fuck yourself on his cock. You didn’t expect an answer out of Sunwoo and you didn’t get one either besides the punched-out groans he let out whenever your hips met again.
You had planned to build your pace up slowly, to savor the moment, to drag it out as long as you could but the moment Sunwoo met your thrusts and managed to nail your sweet spot, sending a bolt of arousal through your body, it was over for you. Panting into each other’s mouths, you both were desperately chasing your highs, Sunwoo’s hands keeping your waist in a vice grip and your nails leaving indents on his chest and shoulders where you were grasping for purchase to rock back against him harder while your thighs threatened to give out from how good he was fucking you.
“Keep going, keep going, keep going. I’m so close, Sunwoo, please,” you moaned loudly, your orgasm so close you were able to taste it already.
A string of curses left Sunwoo’s swollen lips as his thrusts got more erratic and lost their rhythm and you knew he was just as close as you were. You couldn’t help yourself but grab a fistful of his hair to yank his head back so you could bury your teeth low on his throat and that seemed to be all Sunwoo needed to be pushed over the edge: His body going taut as he buried himself inside you as deep as he physically could and a silent moan leaving his parted lips while he painted your inside white.
Despite your first thought was to be annoyed because you had been so close too, you instead clenched around him tightly and slowly rocked your hips to help him ride out his high, stroking his matted bangs from his forehead and leaving tender kisses over his face.
It took a little while before all tension bled from Sunwoo’s body and he loosened the bruising grip he still had on your waist to instead caress your sides as well as your tired thighs.
“Good?” You chuckled at the lazy grin that spread over his lips before he opened his eyes.
“Mhm,” he only nodded, pulling you down against his body for a deep kiss. The change in position made his softening cock slip from your pussy, causing both of you to cringe. The sudden emptiness and the feeling of his cum dripping out of you only reminded you of the orgasm he stole from you.
Hiding your wicked grin against his skin, you whispered: “So you did leave me hanging after all.”
Those few words were enough to startle Sunwoo out of his blissed-out state and you couldn’t help but feel satisfied by the look in his eyes.
“You- I-“
“Now, now,” you shushed him with a finger against his lips, “Why don’t you put these to better use, hm?”
Too stunned to speak, Sunwoo simply nodded. Smiling, you pressed a feather-light kiss to his cheek before you lifted yourself up on your knees again, shuffling forward until you hovered just over his face.
His hands immediately found your hips that he squeezed once before he pulled you down.
The first swipe of his tongue was almost shy but spurred on by your little sighs, he quickly got bolder with his tongue, eagerly cleaning up his release and opening his jaw wide to fuck his clever tongue as deep inside you as it would go.
And just the mental image of Sunwoo licking up his own cum and creating an even bigger mess between your legs in the process had your mind spinning with pleasure and you just had to grab a fistful of his hair again to keep him in place so you could grind against his face, shamelessly chasing your high.
“So close, fuck,” you cursed when your thighs started to tremble and threatened to close around Sunwoo’s head, the pleasure almost too much but also not enough as you grew more and more sensitive with each swipe of his tongue.
With strength you didn’t know Sunwoo had, he stilled your motions to close his lips around your clit instead, sucking on the sensitive bundle of nerves and that combined with a pleading look from his big, dark eyes was enough for your orgasm to finally crash over you. Holding onto Sunwoo’s bed frame for dear life, your thighs shook uncontrollably as you let out strings of curses laced with Sunwoo’s name as you rode out your high on his tongue.
“Shit,” you giggled breathlessly once your spirit had reentered your body and gently carded your hands through Sunwoo’s hair who placed one last kiss on your clit before he carefully helped settle you down next to him on the bed.
“You okay?” You whispered after a while, gently tracing the hickeys you had sucked into Sunwoo’s skin.
He simply nodded as an answer, interlacing your fingers again to squeeze them.
“Are words still hard?” Another squeeze.
“That’s okay,” you reassured him and gently kissed his forehead.
“Do you need anything from me?”
This time, it took Sunwoo a little longer to respond, his brows furrowing before he squeezed your hand once.
“Water?” Two squeezes. “Snacks?” Again, two quick squeezes.
“Stay,” he spoke lowly, wrapping his body around yours, “Please.”
“Of course,” you smiled, pressing a kiss to his hair that you gently combed through with your fingers, massaging his scalp when he began humming in content.
“Feel fuzzy,” he spoke up after a while, his words slurred.
“Good fuzzy?” He didn’t answer with a squeeze this time, only shrugging his shoulders.
“Was- Was this your first time giving yourself over to someone?” You asked carefully to not scare him with big words in case he had never subbed before.
After a bit of debating and his face heating up with an adorable blush, Sunwoo squeezed your body once.
“That’s okay, the first time can be a bit scary and disorient-“
“Liked it,” he interrupted you, lifting himself up to look into your eyes, “A lot.”
Even if you wanted to, you couldn’t stop the tender smile from spreading over your lips so you instead pressed it to Sunwoo’s shy smile in a chaste kiss.
“I liked it too. A lot,” you echoed his words.
“Even if I…?”
“I wasn’t mad at you. I was never mad at you,” you said firmly when you caught where he was going with this, holding Sunwoo’s face between your palms so he could not look away, “You did wonderfully. Listened to me so well.”
“Can we- Can we do it again?”
“We can talk about it once you’re back here with me,” you giggled, pulling him back down against your chest to cuddle.
“Am here,” you just heard him grumble as he tried his best to pull the blanket from below you to cover both your nakedness.
“Once your head is not fuzzy anymore,” you clarified, your smile creeping into your voice.
And as you lay there with a pretty boy snuggled up against your chest and the deep bass from the frat party below caught your ears again, you truly wondered how you had ended up in this position tonight.
Not that you were mad about it, you really couldn’t think of many places better to be than in Sunwoo’s arms right now, feeling the warmth of his skin sink into yours.
