This is a smut-centric blog! But not everything will include smut! Will indicate accordingly!
Who I write for:
- ENHYPEN (Legal Line including Jungwon for smut)
- TXT
- &TEAM (Legal line for smut)
- EXO
- Monsta X
- Girl Groups are okay too!
What do I write:
- Smut (of course) - Threesomes/Foursomes/Group sex etc...
- BxB, GxG, BxG, I can do any uwu
- Fluff !
- Imagines/Reactions
- Drabbles
- MTL
- Will try to write gender neutral contents, but mostly will be afab!
What do I NOT write:
- Non-legal line smut (requests will be ignored)
- Too extreme kinks (pissplay/scat/vomit etc, no no...)
Hello Hello ~ I’m back! Been busy with work and trying to get me mind off some things since a lot of stuffs happened in my personal life. I found this in my old draft, maybe its a sneak peak of upcoming fics! Of course I will definitely fulfil the requests inside my asks as well! Thank you for sticking around 😭💔🙏🏻💙
CROWN [TW]
Yeonjun hasn’t been feeling himself ever since. Soobin attempted a few times but failed. Beomgyu wished it’s gone. Taehyun’s bullies got more aggressive. Hueningkai wanted to end it all. One day they received a suspicious letter, will they do what it says?
RUN AWAY
Senior Yeonjun tries to get her attention. Junior Soobin tried too. So does Sophomore Beomgyu and Freshmen Taehyun and Hueningkai. But it will all end in vain if she crossed the Platform. Will they reach her in time?
CAN’T YOU SEE ME? [TW]
5 friends are facing the same nightmare , 4 of them are slowly losing the fight , 3 are trying to continue for the others , 2 are fighting among each other , 1 is slowly getting more affected by the atmosphere , 0 failed to realise something is controlling them
BLUE HOUR [TW]
Hueningkai is slowly fading, but faster than the rest. Taehyun don’t have much longer. Soobin and Beomgyu’s time is ticking. Yeonjun wanted to spend their last hours together at their special place, away from the city, and their busy lives, to give them some peace, as their light fades
0X1=LOVESONG
[WIP]
LO$ER=LO♡ER [Slight TW]
Beomgyu is hanging by a thread. His 4 friends are doing everything they can to save him, but the abuse at home gets worst each day he lives. When Beomgyu went missing one day, his friends are in panic. They needed to find and save him, before Hueningkai’s hunch became a reality
A/N: Hello! This is my very first fanfic uwu~ I hope you guys like it ! Not proofread, I literally slapped what my brain was thinking about before I lost the thoughts hehe :(
a smutty series where YN meets and falls in love with 14 members of NCT. Smut, smut, more smut, with some fluff and angst and things. All current members are mentioned in the story, but not all of them are involved in the smut.
bulletpointed parts are drabbles, not really necessary to the storyline, so you can skip them if you want
i. can’t we share - 17.1k, a chance encounter leads to you meeting and falling in love with them all, and why bother choosing between them when you can have them all?
ii. naughty & nice - 6.8k, it’s Christmas and you make yourself a present for your boyfriends, but Kun, Doyoung, and Ten are the only ones who get to unwrap you
let the day pass us by - 2.8k, you spend a little cuddly, sexy quality time with jaehyun
iii. all you need - 22.8k, more of the poly orgy smut OR being in love with and making love with all twelve of your boyfriends is easy, they brighten your days and your nights, and it’s a lot but it’s all yours
never: a drabble - 2.5k, during the tour bus scene of All You Need, Haechan is elsewhere although he wishes he’d have been there. And then you’ve got poor YangYang, who has also played unfortunate witness to your relationship antics.
iv. love me - 10.5k, it’s been a month since where you left things in your relationship with the boys, and you’re trying to get over them, but how can you do that when they want so badly to be loved by you?
v. never enough - 18.9k, in the end it comes down to this: hands on skin, rolling bodies, tongues and teeth, and so many things happening, yet it’s still never quite enough (pure smut, honestly)
vi. traces of you - 23.8k, there’s so much love to go around, quiet moments and hot nights, the press of skin on skin, whispered promises and I love yous, and under it all just the constant beating of a heart loved.
mornings like this - 3.1k, set during the events of traces of you, you wake on a hot summer morning and one of your boyfriends distracts you from making breakfast
vii. good thing - 13k, after the bombshell realization you need to uncover the truth. this is the aftermath.
viii. coming home - 21.3k, when you found out you were pregnant, you worried you’d have to go it alone, but instead you find that you have quite a lot of support, several boyfriends that love you wholeheartedly, and a place to call home
gimme that: a drabble - 7.2k, taking place shortly after you’d moved in to the house with them, you’re dealing with a bothersome pregnancy symptom, and Xiaojun wants to be there with you. Hendery finds his curiosity sparked.
ix. adore you - 32.8k, these last months of your pregnancy bring delights and troubles, but it all culminates in the true wonder of holding your daughter in your arms with her father at your side
x. fresh air - 28k, the first few months of life with your boyfriends and your newborn daughter bring numerous hardships that none of you were truly prepared for
xi. let me - 43.4k, this relationship has been hard and getting harder with the birth of your daughter, the rumors, the breakups, and now you just hope you’ll get your happily ever after
xii. last piece: an epilogue - 9.9k, Jaehyun’s always wanted a child with you throughout the entirety of this polyamorous relationship, and after having three kids with other men, you’ve decided, it’s time that you and Jaehyun give it a try
❣️ How Vampire Boyfriend!Enhypen react to you, their feeding partner, telling them “no” when asked to feed from them [Enhypen x gn!reader]
・❥・p: enhypen x gn!reader ❀ g: suggestive, vampire!enha, human!reader ❀ w: mentions of blood, biting, mind control, reader being a brat・❥・
✿ a/n: Back with the bloodsucking imagines 👹 Let’s be honest why would anyone say no to Enha biting your neck 😭 SO OVERDUE I am SO SORRY 😭 Just imagine Sunoo's expression with the teaser photo for Romance:Untold Concessio version !
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Heeseung
“No.” You said firmly when your boyfriend asked to bite your neck. Heeseung was taken aback at the sudden declination, but his blood was bubbling slightly inside him(if he has any). “Y/n, come here, now.” You shivered at the change of tone but you didn’t budge, making Heeseung raise his eyebrow. Your head suddenly feels faint before slowly turning your body towards Heeseung, watching him as he calls you over with his finger without a word. Not being able to control any of your movements, you walked towards him while maintaining eye contact with the vampire. “There you go, that wasn’t so hard was it,” Heeseung growls as he buries his face on your neck while his hands roams down your back. Heeseung squeezed your ass while biting down your neck, making you let out the sweetest moan he ever heard.
Jay
He raised his eyebrows at you, putting down his champagne glass at the side table. "What did you say?" You shivered at his tone. It sounded so soft yet so demanding. When you didn't answer him, he beckons you over with his hand, and you felt yourself slowly walking towards him. He pulled you to his lap and tuck your hair behind your ear. "Are you seriously telling me 'no'?" You gulped when his eyes slowly turned dark red, his grip on your waist tightens. "Ah ah, don't be scared. You should know what will happen if you said no to me, but I'll be nice today, I won't make it hurt" Jay hummed before nuzzling his face onto your neck, biting on a spot without any warning.
Jake
Jake pouts, but his eyes doesn't hide is actual feelings. He stood up and walks towards you and pulls you towards him. You tried to not look at his eyes and you felt his grip tighten. "Being a brat today, aren't we?" He growled when you continued to ignore him. "Two can play that game baby," he smirked and lets you go, going upstairs to your shared bedroom. You blinked when he left you alone, and followed him upstairs. Jake looked at you at the door and chuckled, "what's wrong? Can't come in?" You whined when you couldn't move your body, watching as Jake's eyes shifted from golden to orange. "Aww you want to come in?" When you nodded your head, he shook his head. "No."
Sunghoon
Sunghoon looked unfazed. You gulped slightly and attempted to move, but when Sunghoon snapped his fingers your body paused and your head feels light. Sunghoon stood up and walked towards you, eyes glowing yellow with excitement. "Have been waiting for you to be a brat, and here you are," he snickered, sliding his finger from your cheek to your chin, holding your head up to look at him. "You're not letting me feed? Or did my baby didn't mean it?" Your eyes bore into his, falling into his spell (a little too quickly). Sunghoon clicked his tongue at the lack of response. "Words, baby," "I-I... didn't mean it.." Your gaze not leaving his as he moved towards your neck. "Let's do in a different area today, shall we? Somewhere which I can get more, like here," he bit down on your neck at the last word, a loud gasp and moan leaving your lips as you felt your blood leaving your veins. This shouldn't feel good at all..
Sunoo
You should be scared the moment the word comes out of your mouth. You knew your boyfriend hasn't feed for two months since he is trying to adapt in the human world, but he does need blood after all. Sunoo's eyes bore into yours, as if trying to find any "joke" as you rejected him feeding from you. Two months was too long for him and he needs your life essence, now. As you felt lightheaded, you immediately knew what Sunoo is doing. "I won't hurt you baby, unless you want it to, seeing how you're not letting me feed.." Sunoo's eyes looked extra scarier than his usual bubbly self. Oh have you pulled the switch in him...
Jungwon
Jungwon blinked at you. You never say no to him before, he doesn't know how to react. "Did I do something, love?" He gently asked, worry to trigger anything you were feeling at that moment. You lost your composure almost immediately at how your boyfriend were reacting, not expecting it at all. You wanted to keep up the act but he looked too worried so you smile to reassure him that everything is okay. He lets out a sigh in relief before swiftly pulling you towards him, his lips on your neck and you felt his teeth grazing on the skin. "Do that again and you'll regret it, I promise," he whispered softly.
Niki
"Are you sure?" He raised his eyebrow at you after hearing the word from your mouth. You stood at where you are, slightly afraid to make a move after hearing the tone from your boyfriend. Niki notices it and shrugs, "all right then," he simply said before going back to his phone. You got confused, this isn't the reaction you expected. You tried going towards him but your legs couldn't move, Niki smirked. "Since you don't let me feed, I'll let you experience the feeling without being able to eat then," he pouts tauntingly at you before scrolling through his phone again. It wasn't long till you felt your stomach growling as you have yet to have any lunch. "Aww you're hungry, baby?" Niki coos before laughing. "No you're not gonna eat until you let me."
you wanted to try something new with your boyfriend and jake being open to anything, agrees to do it with you even though you haven't told him what exactly you be doing.
MINORS DNI!! More under the cut
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JAKE blinked at you as you work on your idea, planting him against the wall, loosely securing him with tapes. "don't people usually do this.....on bed..?" jake questioned, tilting his head slightly.
"well yea but.. you look kinda cute like this too, and i know you don't like it when we do it lying down," you answered, finishing up with the last tape on his hand. jake knew its easy for him to be free but he played along and stayed still in the "restraints", curious about your next move.
you plant a kiss on his cheek before kneeling down, pulling his pants and boxers along the way. jake eyes widened. if he wasn't hard before, he is now. it's true he doesn't like getting head laying down. he watches you as you wrapped your hand around his length, slowly stroking him to hardness.
"baby if you don't put it in your mouth soon..." he groans softly, using all of his self restraints to not rip the flimsy ribbon off his body. you simply giggled and licked the tip, tasting his precum. jake moaned and moved his hips slightly.
you stopped moving as you heard the sound of tape being removed from the walls, looking up to see jake's expression changed, something only you see when you're in bed with him.
This giving me fuckboy!heeseung teasing nerd!you after their countless private tutor sessions at your place
suggestive under the cut! mdni!!
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"hee," you called out when you saw him scrolling through his phone at the stairs at school. he looked particularly different today. heeseung looked up at you and raises his eyebrow, your heart made a little jump after realising he is wearing your glasses. no wonder i couldn't find it...
"yes princess? missed me already? we were just together in the morni-" "shut it hee, can i have my glasses back?" you cut him off before he could finish his sentence.
he took it off his face, but not quite giving it back to you. you were running late for your next class but you made no effort taking your glasses back from him. hee noticed it and smirked slightly, biting at the temple tip. he gestured you over and you moved closer to him, closing up the gap between the two of you
"i'll give it back, princess, but you have to give me something in exchange," he whispered and you shivered at his tone, flinching at his fingers suddenly touching your thighs, slowly going under your skirt and hooking his finger around your panties and slowly pulling it down.
you gulped, knowing exactly what he wants. when you nod your head, he stood up and pulls you with him up the stairs, into an empty classroom before locking it, planning to do a little more than just a small "exchange".
❝ You’re convinced that pretty boy Seonghwa could never fuck anyone stupid. He decides to prove you wrong. ❞
PAIRING: park seonghwa x female reader
GENRE: friends to lovers au, smut
WORD COUNT: 4k
WARNINGS: pwp, repressed feelings, overuse of the word pretty (sorry not sorry), seonghwa is HUNG, cock drunk!reader, pussy drunk!seonghwa, mentions of anal, oral sex (f receiving), unprotected sex, multiple creampies, backshots, squirting, dumbification, possessiveness, breeding kink, overstimulation
A/N: this has been long overdue, and i hope you guys like it! MINORS DO NOT INTERACT!!
“There’s no way.”
Your incredulous snort makes Seonghwa pause. He whips his head in your direction, pretty frown pulling down the corners of his mouth. You keep laughing, keeling over until your loose nightshirt starts to hang off one of your shoulders. The way you’re falling over like he said something hilarious is starting to irritate him. Like really fucking bad.
When you finally stop laughing, you notice the deep scowl your friend is directing at you. Even as he's directing a scornful glare at you, he looks unfairly pretty. The thought makes you huff out one last weak laugh. “What? Don’t give me that look.”
His jaw flexes, tongue poking the inside of his cheek. “You believed fucking Mingi when he said the same thing.”
Your nonchalant shrug makes Seonghwa’s eye twitch in annoyance. He’s not offended, not exactly. It’s just the slightest bit irritating that he’s literally in your room, on your bed, alone, and you still can’t think of him in a way he desperately wants you to.
“Because it’s obvious that Mingi knows what he’s doing. Like, you can tell he’s a beast in bed.”
“And what makes you think I’m not?”
It’s weird that he’s so insistent on getting you to believe him. Seonghwa usually doesn’t care about what anyone thinks since he claims to know himself the best, so other people’s opinions don’t really matter. Apparently, he isn’t too different from all the other guys you’ve met. It’s kind of cute.
“I just— Who cares?” You splutter, suddenly feeling flustered with how he’s staring at you so intently.
“Tell me why.”
You nearly recoil in shock at how assertive and dominant Seonghwa sounds. His tone and hard eyes makes something inside you flutter with desire. Taken aback by your own indecent reaction, you clear your throat and avert your eyes back to the paused sex scene out of a movie you can't remember the name of.
If you could go back in time and pick a different movie that hadn’t started this entire thing, you would.
“Fine.” You sigh, willing yourself to calm down. “I just think that most pretty boys aren’t able to fuck anyone stupid. That’s all—it’s nothing personal.”
Oh, but it is.
To Seonghwa, who had pictured you writhing and screaming from pleasure under him way too many times to be considered normal, it’s definitely personal.
“I could fuck you stupid.”
His words hang in the air heavily. You expect him to give you that pretty, nonchalant smile of his and tell you that he’s joking. But he doesn’t. In fact, Seonghwa is looking at you with an unmistakable heat and determination in his gaze that has you feeling like prey.
“Whatever.” You force yourself to choke out a laugh, mind already wandering to what it would be like to fuck such a pretty man.
Seonghwa seems unfazed by your dismissal. He stands up from your bed before kneeling at the edge in front of where you’re sitting. You let out a shocked yelp when he grabs your bare legs and yanks you toward him. His eyes are dark as he gazes up at you like he’s going to devour you.
The heat coming from his hands and just having him nestled between your legs makes your cunt throb. It’s embarrassing how fast you’re getting turned on, but you blame it on the fact that it has everything to do that Seonghwa is just so damn pretty.
“H-Hwa.” You actually fucking whimper, sounding completely needy.
“Gonna let me prove it?” He smirks, hands gently caressing your thighs that are unconsciously spreading for him.
“Fine.” You try to sound like you aren’t already soaking, horny mess. “You have to hurry, though. Sannie’s gonna be back soon.”
Seonghwa nearly growls at the mention of your clingy roommate. He trails his hands up the soft skin of your thighs and grips the edges on your panties. You let out a scandalized gasp when he literally rips them off of you. He throws them over his shoulder before flipping up your oversized shirt and exposing your hot cunt to the air.
His groan makes you clench around nothing. Before you can say anything, Seonghwa yanks you forward and smashes his face into your wet pussy. Any and all coherent thoughts are quickly ejected from your mind. You let out a small moan when you feel your friend’s tongue split through your folds, tasting you for the first time.
“Fuck.” Seonghwa moans into your cunt. “I knew you would taste good.”
His words make your brain turn into literal mush because what the fuck? Had he been thinking about what it would be like to eat you out? The mere thought has more juices spilling out of you. Your body’s reaction only spurs Seonghwa on, his hands gripping your thighs tighter and pulling you further on his mouth.
You toss your head back with a moan. All you can feel is his tongue plunging deep inside you. Every time his nose bumps against your throbbing clit, it sends jolt of pleasure up your spine.
“S-Shit, Hwa.” You whimper, hands falling to his messy hair.
Seonghwa smirks into your pussy when you start to tug on his hair. He hums against your leaking hole before latching onto your swollen nub and suckling on it with a lewd slurping sound. Your cries of pleasure sound like music to his ears, and it makes him more determined to have you begging and crying for his cock. Seonghwa is sure your moans would sound even prettier when he’s actually splitting you open with his dick.
“So good.” You mewl as he keeps sucking on your aching bud. “K-Keep doing that.”
Seonghwa starts to plant sloppy kisses on your glistening folds before dragging his tongue up your slit. He repeats the action a few times before he sucks your puffy clit back into his mouth. The sight of your face twisting in pleasure is a sight he’ll never forget. To see the object of his fantasies writhing and shaking from pleasure has his cock straining in his pants, eager to be stuffed into your cunt.
You start to grind your pussy into his face as he keeps licking and fucking you with his tongue. His ravenous movements are like that of a starved man, and soon you feel your abdomen tighten with the need to release.
“I-I think I’m gonna come.” You moan, surprised that he managed to get you so close to an orgasm in such a short amount of time.
Seonghwa groans into your sopping cunt. “Do it, baby. Come all over my tongue. Let me taste you.”
You gasp out his name as a wave of pleasure suddenly washes over you. The tight coil in your stomach snaps as your walls become impossibly tight. Your moan is loud and wanton as you squirt all over your friend’s face.
Seonghwa’s moan sounds animalistic as he presses his tongue flat against your entrance, collecting all your sweet juices and slurping you dry. He’s practically making out with your pussy until there’s none of your addicting cream left to lap up.
“Mhm, baby. You taste so fucking good.”
You’re a trembling mess as he plants gentle kisses on your inner thighs before standing up, your juices covering his chin. The sight of you all fucked out because of him, makes the desire in his gut get more intense.
“Sorry.” You huff out, mind a bit more clear when you see him licking his lips. “I-I’ve– that usually doesn’t happen.”
To be exact, it’s never happened.
“I’ll forgive you.” He sounds sweet as he starts to unbuckle his belt. Seonghwa pulls his shirt off before pulling his pants down until he’s left in only his underwear, impressive bulge standing out. “But only if you do it again—on my cock this time.”
You can’t be mad that he looks so smug because he’s just so fucking pretty. He becomes even more attractive after sliding his underwear off and letting his big cock slap against his lower abdomen. The large organ is intimidatingly long and thick as it throbs and leaks with precum. Your mouth waters, and you can’t be surprised that his cock is a pretty as he is.
Unfortunately, you don’t get to admire it for too long because Seonghwa grabs you and flips you around. You’re propped up on your elbows and knees to support your weight, large shirt bunching at your waist as he arches your back to the angle he wants.
Seonghwa licks his lips as he squeezes and caresses your ass, leaking cock throbbing at the pretty sight of you all ready to get fucked. This is way better than any of his fantasies, and he hopes that this is only the first time of many.
“Such a pretty ass. Maybe you’ll let me fuck it next time.” His sultry voice has you dripping in desperation. “But for now, let’s see how much you can handle, baby.”
A needy, pathetic mewl tumbles out of you as Seonghwa presses his oozing tip against your entrance. He rubs and taps it against your folds, enjoying how you’re desperately rutting your hips back. Just minutes ago you were adamant that he wasn’t capable of getting this sort of reaction.
Your mouth drops open in pleasure when he slowly eases his cock into you. “O-Oh, fuck.” Your moan is weak as your eyes slowly close.
Seonghwa looks down to where his fat cock is pushing into your tightness, stretching you wider than ever before and claiming your pretty cunt as his. The sight is mesmerising, and he can’t stop the deep moan he lets out from it. His cock throbs wildly as he finally bottoms out. You’re so hot and tight that he might actually blow his load before he even gets the chance to fuck you properly.
His cock is hitting your deepest spot, and you let out a wanton moan as you tightly grip your sheets. “Fuck me!”
A carnal desire takes over Seonghwa when he hears your needy cry. He’s never been able to deny you anything, and he doesn’t plan to start now. Immediately, he begins to pummel in and out of you, fucking your sopping cunt roughly. Obscene noises fill the room as his pelvis slams against your ass.
Seonghwa can’t take his eyes off your pretty little pussy and how it swallows his cock so perfectly. His heavy balls are being stained with your arousal as they slap against your puffy clit. He becomes more ravenous with every rough thrust.
“You’re already soaking my cock, baby. I fucking knew you wouldn’t be able to get enough.” He grunts as he grabs your hips, quickly growing obsessed with how you feel around him.
It's true, and you can't deny it. Not that you want to. His cock is stretching you out so good that you can’t think straight.
“So fucking good.” You mewl as you deepen your arch so he can fuck you deeper.
One of Seonghwa’s hands trails down your body to squeeze your ass while the other goes around your waist to rub your sensitive clit. He pounds into you harder, loving the cries and whimpers you’re letting out every time he fucks his cock into your juicy cunt. You’re throwing yourself back on him to meet his thrusts, loving how his big cock splits you open with every snap of his hips.
“Gonna ruin this sweet little pussy so only I fit.” Seonghwa growls, spanking your ass harshly.
His words make you clench on his cock and coat it with more of your cream. You whine and cry out for him, already feeling any thoughts that aren’t about his big dick being fucked out of you. His hips start to snap with a rough precision you claimed he wasn’t capable of, and you wonder how longer it’ll take him to realize that he already proved you wrong.
Seonghwa feels your cunt start to tighten around his cock like it doesn’t want to let go. With the way you’re starting to tremble, he can tell you’re close to falling apart. But he wants to see your face when you do. It’s the thing he’s wanted the most since he met you.
You cry out in protest when Seonghwa abruptly pulls out his hard cock of your pussy. Before you can beg him to put it back in, he’s flipping you on your back. He gently caresses your shaking thighs with a heated gaze. Then, he’s removing the big shirt you have on, dark eyes taking in every inch of your exposed body.
“Hwa.” You plead through a needy mewl. “Don’t tease.”
The look on your face makes his cock throb painfully. You look absolutely fucked out, and to think he hasn’t even made you come yet. Seonghwa licks his lips and teases your soaking entrance with his leaking tip. His smirk is deviant, but so hot that all you can do is buck your hips desperately. Unlike your initial thoughts, your friend doesn’t make you wait.
It’s satisfying how Seonghwa’s jaw snaps open as he watches your pretty pussy slowly get filled with his thick cock. The erotic sight drives him to start fucking into you again. He lets out a deep groan when he sees your cream coat his entire length as you squeeze him tighter than anyone ever has.
Pleasure consumes you and licks up your entire body as Seonghwa pounds his cock into your hot cunt. Your moans turn into loud cries that mix into the lewd squelching coming from where you two are connected when he presses your legs to your chest. The new position allows him to fuck into you deeper than before.
All coherent thoughts are slowly dissipating every time his cock pounds against your sweet spot. A carnal desire takes over and has you begging for more through broken whimpers. “Fuh-Fuck. Fill me up, Hwa.”
The moan Seonghwa lets out is as pretty as he is. Your wanton pleas trigger something primal inside of him, and he feels himself going feral at the thought of breeding you.
“You want my cum, baby?” He coos sweetly, heavy balls slapping against your ass in sync with your wanton moans.
It’s embarrassing how fast you nod, back arching as you feel a wave of pleasure start to consume you. His cock is throbbing inside you, and all you can think about is milking him for all that he’s worth. “Want it so bad!”
“Fuck.” Seonghwa sucks in a sharp breath. “Pretty little pussy’s so tight for me.”
Your filthy moans are quickly stifled when Seonghwa bends down to kiss you. His movements are passionate and desperate, teeth tugging at your bottom lips. It feels like your brain has turned into static with all the euphoric sensations consuming you. All you can focus on is his cock splitting you open and the sounds of your skin slapping against his.
When Seonghwa pulls back, he maintains eye contact. As you stare into his eyes, you can see that they’re filled with an emotion that goes beyond lust and arousal. It makes your heart pound for an entirely different reason. His gentle stare is a great contrast to the rough snap of his hips.
That affectionate look is all it takes for you to squirt all over your friend once again. Your cry is loud as you cover his abdomen with your orgasm.
“Fuck, that’s it, baby. Make a mess all over me.” Seonghwa moans as he watches you go dumb on his cock.
The sight of your pretty face slack with pleasure has him fucking into your cervix savagely. Your cunt is gripping his cock so tightly that it doesn’t take long for him to release his thick load inside you. His thrusts grow sloppy as he starts to fill you with ropes of cum. Your soppy cunt is overflowing with so much of his seed that it bubbles around the base of his cock and leaks down to your ass—a filthy sight Seonghwa will never forget.
You’re both panting as he slowly lets go of your legs. Seonghwa watches you carefully, but doesn’t make a move to pull out of you. He wants to keep you plugged and full of his cum, and by how you slowly wrap your legs around his waist, it seems like you feel the same way.
When you come back to your senses, you nervously lick your lips when you see Seonghwa’s smirk. “What?”
“You’re a squirter?” His words sound teasing.
“N-No.” You pant out, unsure of how to tell him he’s the only one capable of evoking such a reaction from your body.
Apparently, your friend only sees this as another one of your challenges. He caresses your soft thighs as a challenging look crosses his face.
“Do it again.”
Seonghwa starts to move again, his aching cock sliding against your walls with ease as he fucks his cum deeper inside you. He unhooks your legs from his waist so he can place them on his shoulders. From this angle he can see your filthy cunt being split open on his thick cock.
“I can’t.” You manage to moan out, loving how his dick drags against your velvety walls with precision. “God, Hwa. I-It’s too much.”
“You say that, but your pretty little pussy keeps squeezing my cock like it doesn’t want to let go.” He says as his thumb starts to rub slow circles on your throbbing clit. “I’m sure you can squirt for me again if I give you another load, hm?”
Seonghwa’s smirk is cocky when he feels your cunt tighten around him again. He loves how you don’t deny it. In fact, you whine out a quiet more as he continues to fuck you. His thumb is still stimulating your puffy bud as his hips snap into you. Clearly, your friend is enjoying fucking you to the point of delirium. You can’t complain because you’re enjoying it just as much.
“Tight little cunt was made to take my cock.” He grunts as his eyes start to roll to the back of his head.
You can’t fathom how it feels like he knows your body more than you do. His cock keeps ramming against your g-spot, and all you can do is let out moans and mewls of pleasure. You’re sure it won’t be long until you come again.
A ring of white cream surrounds the base of his cock and slowly drips down his balls and on to the sheets. Seonghwa knows you won’t ever be able to forget how good he’s fucked you, and he also knows that he’s potentially ruined you for any other man. Not that he would let you go after feeling your pussy.
“God, baby. Your sweet pussy’s already gonna make me come again.” Seonghwa groans, thrusts becoming tougher and sharper. “Gonna let me come inside again?”
“Yes!” You squeal, already gone dumb again. “Come inside me!”
The overstimulation has lewd and filthy sounds coming out of you, but you can’t help it. Especially not when you look down and see how his big cock is piercing into your tight cunt. You gasp and jolt as he continues to ram into you like you’re nothing more than a hole. Your legs start to tremble as your third orgasm abruptly hits you.
Like the two previous times, your toes curl as you uncontrollably squirt on his cock.
“Such a good girl.” Seonghwa praises you with his pretty smile. “Here’s your reward.”
He slams into you a few more time before he spills his thick seed inside you, filling you to the brim. Your eyes roll back as your pussy contracts around Seonghwa’s pulsing cock. The feeling of his hot cum filling your insides is so fucking good that all you can do is mewl his name weakly and pathetically. It feels like your mind is clouded with a euphoric haze preventing you from thinking straight.
Soon, Seonghwa pulls out of your creamy cunt, his cum dripping out of you and staining the sheets beneath you. His eyes darken at the sight of your sensitive folds covered with his seed. A low growl builds in his chest as he swoops down to smash his lips on to yours. You moan into his mouth as he parts your lips with his tongue to deepen the kiss.
When he pulls away from you, he gives you another lascivious smirk. “We’re not done yet, baby.”
It shouldn’t excite you this much that he’s not done. You’re literally dripping with his cum, but you still want more. His hard, throbbing cock is resting against your sloppy pussy, and you start to gyrate your hips to get him to fuck you again. Maybe you’re already addicted, but it doesn’t matter because Seonghwa seems to feel the exact same way.
A quiet moan rips from your throat when he starts to fuck his cock between your messy lips. You cry out from the sensation, still sensitive from the other orgasms he’s ripped out of you. Slowly and teasingly, Seonghwa drags the tip of his fat cock down to your entrance, moaning when more of his cum seeps out of you. The sight is something he’ll never forget and always try to recreate.
The noises you let out are so cute and needy that they make his cock throb painfully. Seonghwa slowly eases into you for a third time, base of his heavy cock touching your core and big balls resting against your ass. Your pussy is pulsing around him as you leak with your mixed releases.
You can feel Seonghwa’s cock so deep inside you that it’s dizzying and almost comparible to being drunk. Vaguely, you think this is what it must be like to be cockdrunk.
“So fucking pretty. All for me.” Seonghwa groans hotly.
The breath is almost knocked out of you as he drags his dick back before ramming it back into the depths of your wet pussy. He begins to pound into you, the sound of skin on skin quickly filling the room.
Seonghwa stares down at your pretty face while he fucks you into oblivion, making sure to memorize every aspect. From the way your eyes roll into your skull when he spears his big cock into you to how your jaw falls slack so quickly. It’s all for him, and he knows he wouldn’t trade it for anything else in the world.
“S-Seonghwa!” You squeal, toes curling and limbs starting to tremble.
The familiar sensation gets worse as your friend continues to fuck into your guts, stroking your walls with his thick cock. He’s slamming into your sweet spot with a savage like pace that you know it won’t be long before you fall apart again.
“That’s it, baby. Cream all over my cock.” Seonghwa groans as you mewl at his filthy words.
As if his voice and words are a trigger, your body starts to react. His harsh thrusts make you start to convulse, effectively soaking his cock. As if it’s all you’re capable of giving him, you weakly come on his aching dick with a choked moan. Your tits are bouncing with every thrust, body twitching as Seonghwa roughly fucks you through your orgasm.
“Want your cum.” You mewl, and Seonghwa simply begins to fuck you quicker.
“Don’t worry, baby. I’m gonna pump you full until you’re leaking with my cum for days.” Seonghwa promises through possessive growls as he sloppily fucks into your soiled cunt.
Seonghwa suddenly stills deep inside your pussy, spilling his hot seed inside of you. Thick, white ropes of cum paint your walls until it leaves his cock dripping. He nearly slumps on top of you, but then he rolls over and onto his back, taking you with him. His cock stays inside you, keeping you plugged with his many loads.
“How are you feeling?” The soft voice you recognize is back as Seonghwa gently caresses your naked back.
You sigh into his neck, feeling completely sated. “Full.”
His pretty laugh makes you smile, and you can’t help but think that Mingi was right when he told you that thing about pretty boys.
🤳 Summary: Your attraction to Hwa, a camboy you enjoy watching late at night, unexpectedly spills into the real world.
🤳 Word count: 17.5k
🤳 Genre & warnings: smut one shot. camboy seonghwa with inexperienced reader. fem pronouns for reader. depictions of cigarette smoking. jerking off. biting, reader receiving. oral sex, both reader receiving and giving. messy blowjob with some gagging. 69. reader swallows. lots of dirty talk, reader is called "whore", "slut", and "good girl". fingering. pussy spanking. choking, reader receiving. unprotected sex. creampie.
this fic is not meant to represent seonghwa in any way, shape or form.
Snuggling down into your bed clutching your phone, you turn on your side and look at the time. It’s late, past midnight. You should be sleeping but you’re wired, too awake from work. The blueish glow of your phone casts a translucent tint to your skin.
You’re scrolling through Instagram but you know where you really want to go. Even though you’re entirely alone, you still are embarrassed while closing out of the app and bringing up the site. There is something tinged with desperation every time you go to his page. The feeling is even worse if you spend money; come morning, you scold yourself, the same lecture every single time about needing to go get laid or find a guy nearby to at least have a good time with.
At least it would be better than throwing money at a cam boy, you argue, and cheaper to boot. Yet the promise never seems to stick. Sure, you might go a week, even two, before you end up on his page. But you always crack and crawl back.
You aren’t even sure if he would be live tonight. But it’s Friday night and the chances are higher than usual that he might be. Some part of you hopes that he is, the other part of you dreads it. You ignore both emotions, navigating to his page and clicking on it.
The profile loads – catboyhwa1117 – and there is a tiny green dot in the corner of his photo, indicating he is live. Your heart skips a beat while entering the stream.
It connects, the picture is grainy for a few seconds and then snaps into clarity.
“No, it’s supposed to rain tonight,” Hwa is saying in that deep familiar voice of his, “Supposed to rain all weekend.”
He’s outside, going for a walk, most likely to grab a cigarette because he’s said before his roommate doesn’t want any smoking in the apartment. It’s too dark to make his face out but you can see the outline of the buildings behind him with their small windows glowing like fireflies in the dark.
“Wait, I’m gonna stop here cuz the café is closed,” He says and there is a shuffling of his phone, a blur of streetlights and then it comes to a rest propped up on the table, “Okay, that works.”
You can see him now, your heart constricting enough that a tide of embarrassment hits you in the chest over having such a reaction to someone you don’t actually know.
There are a couple of things that make following Hwa on his cam for a year now both mystifying and agonizing. The first is that there is nothing about his appearance that usually lends itself to your type of guy. He smokes, which you typically find off putting, he has a ton of tattoos, his tongue is pierced, and he wears a lot of jewelry. He wears thin black t-shirts and jeans that hang low off his slender hips, sometimes even crop tops that show off his stomach and abs. He fits the stereotype of bad boy almost painfully so which would also be a turn off if it was apparent that nothing about it felt false in all the streams of his you’ve watched (which are numerous).
The second thing is that you live in the same city.
You didn’t know this at first when watching his streams. You stumbled across his profile late one night when you were exceptionally lonely and looking for any sort of human connection. There was something oddly captivating about his appearance, the way he talked to everyone as if he personally knew them and of course, how he looked when he decided to show off his body that made you weak in the knees. But the more you watched Hwa, the more you recognized places like the corner shop he’d pop into it, the backdrop of buildings behind him, the occasional bar he would go into to stream himself having a drink. The definite proof came one night when a popular musician came to town and he got stuck in the crowds after the show let out.
That made watching Hwa a little too real. The possibility of running into him left you both terrified and exhilarated. You never dreamt of trying to find his location when he was streaming because that felt way too creepy. Admitting to Hwa that you tracked him down on a stream meant that you watched him touch himself on his shows and have seen him naked before and there was no way in hell you could look that man in the face and let him know that. No, better to leave it up to the universe than tempting fate yourself.
There is a spark as Hwa lights up his cigarette, leaning close to the camera. The lighting here is better and you can see a silver necklace dangling in front of his chest. He’s wearing just a thin sleeveless black shirt tonight, exposing his toned arms which have a random assortment of tattoos on them. His jewelry is gaudy, big heavy ugly rings on his long and slender fingers. His black nail polish is chipping and he doesn’t seem to care. His cheekbones could cut glass and his eyelashes are so long that you’re kinda jealous.
Even if I did run into him, he wouldn’t look twice at me, you think, knowing that your fashion sense is next to nonexistent and your superpower is the ability to blend into the background of any event and have no one notice you especially someone like Hwa.
“Someone asked what we’re doing tonight,” Hwa says, his eyes scanning chat, “Do we ever do anything? ‘Are you going to jerk off tonight’ asked someone else. Frankly, I love the enthusiasm so I’ll consider it. ‘Is your band going to do a show soon’. I’m not in a band but I appreciate the conclusion you leapt to based off my appearance. I think I would look good in a band, not gonna lie.”
You occasionally type in chat, too shy even through a screen to interact with Hwa regularly. That’s another reason you spend most of your time alone – your overpowering shyness that you can never seem to overcome even in chat rooms.
There is another word that comes to mind when you watch Hwa’s streams – he’s what your friends would label a bit of a fuckboy. He knows he’s attractive, he’s confident to the point of arrogance, and is candid about how much he enjoys sex. Basically, if he wasn’t on your phone screen, you would steer clear of him out of fear that you would be unable to keep up with his pace and experience.
But since he is just on your phone screen…well, it’s okay to watch from afar.
“No, I’m going back to my place after this. I just needed a smoke and wanted to go for a walk, figured I’d say hi to everyone,” Hwa goes, leaning back against the metal chair. His black hair falls in front of his eyes a little and he pushes it away quickly. “Is there a reason everyone is hornier tonight than normal?” He isn’t wrong, the entire chat is filled with people simping harder than usual for him.
“Full moon,” You type after hesitating for a few seconds.
“BubblegumHeart said it’s the full moon,” He reads, sending a jolt through you as he says your username, “I think that one has a lot of merit. More merit than half of the other shit you guys are sending like it’s my sleeveless shirt.”
In all honesty, it most likely is the sleeveless shirt, you think.
Hwa waves the smoke out of his face, taking one long drag off the cigarette before smushing it against the table and standing up. You’re staring at his black jeans hanging loosely off his hips, a belt thrown lazily around his delicate waist and can feel your thighs clench. You don’t know why some random person online can make you this turned on and no one in reality can. Your sexual experience is pretty thin but even the few encounters you’ve had don’t make you as turned on as watching Hwa just casually existing.
He picks up the camera, bringing his face back into view. Not for the first time, you find yourself admiring how plump his lips are and how occasionally a streetlight catches the tongue piercing when he talks and it glimmers for a brief millisecond. You’ve wondered before if the piercing would make him going down on you a different experience from your other ones.
Both in the stream and in your bedroom, you hear a crack of thunder in the distance. Hwa looks over his shoulder, making a face.
“Guess I better walk faster,” He remarks.
You don’t type again in chat as he heads to his apartment. The time spent getting back to his place is mostly him flirting with people in the chat, typical of his streams. People toss money his way for more specific attention. If there is one thing Hwa is good at, it’s making everyone who throws money in his direction feel special. The attention is fleeting and means nothing but for those few moments where he gives a thoughtful response or more intense flirting; it makes everything else fade to the background. That’s why you’re here, after all, and why you’ve given him money yourself.
Back at his apartment, the camera is covered until he gets into his bedroom to give his roommate respect and privacy. You know nothing about his roommate besides they don’t want him smoking in the apartment. Once Hwa is back in his bedroom, the phone is plopped onto its stand showing off his bed and large computer set up. He’s mentioned before he makes music in his spare time (synthwave, if you remember correctly, which is how the rumor he is in a band got started) and uses his computer to do it.
Hwa seems to live permanently in mood lighting. A purple lava lamp is glowing on his desk, his computer has those light up rainbow keys you typically only see on the ratemysetup subreddit, and he flicks on one of those projector lights that sends hazy stars slowly across the ceiling, also in purple. You don’t think you’d recognize him in anything other than the dim lighting of bars, coloured lights or the glimmer from the moon.
“Alright, sorry everyone but I’m switching to members only,” He says to the camera and your heart skips a beat, “If you wanna stick around, you can subscribe.”
Hwa exclusively switched to members only streams when he started doing the sort of thing that makes your brain melt. Of course, you had subscribed around eight months ago in a fit of weakness and desire. The stream switches over to members only and you find yourself sitting up a little more in bed, eyes glued to the small screen of your phone.
Hwa is sitting at the edge of the bed, running his fingers through his hair as he reads the chat. “‘Tell us about the last person you fucked’, no, I don’t talk about anything I do off camera with people. They didn’t agree to that. You guys know the rules, you’re just all rowdy tonight. Maybe this will calm you all down.”
He stands up, pulling his shirt off over his head and throwing it onto the bed. You swallow hard, staring at Hwa shirtless. Your favourite thing about him like this is the snake tattoo that starts just above his hip bone, circles around his torso, goes up along his back before looping back onto his chest and ends with the snake head just underneath his collarbone. It’s black with hints of red, gorgeous against his skin and incredibly sexy for reasons you don’t understand. The first time you saw it, you almost fell out of bed and now you cling to any time he shows it off.
Hwa is playing up the audience, knowing damn well that taking off his shirt won’t do a thing to settle anyone down, yourself included. Even though your logical mind knows better, you find yourself tossing him a few dollars to tell him how good he looks. When he says thanks, you squirm in bed, resisting the urge to touch yourself already.
He pulls the belt off his pants, dropping it to the floor. His pants slide down another inch, exposing the top of his hip bones. Hwa seems to enjoy showing off on camera, getting off on the attention people give him whenever he decides to jerk off for everyone. You’d pass away before ever doing something like that in front of strangers but his confidence is appealing in a new way. You find yourself attracted to everything Hwa does even though you’ve never looked at guys like him before.
“‘Can I hire you to fuck me’ no, you cannot but I appreciate the money,” Hwa says, unzipping his pants and lowering them to show off his boxers.
You can see the bulge of his already hard cock and your hand wiggles down to the band of your own underwear. You can’t believe how turned on you are or how badly you want him, this man you’ll never have, this man who will never notice your existence outside of a throwaway line uttered to you during a stream.
He runs his hand down the front of his boxers, fondling himself. The rings glitter in soft lights of his room as his cock grows harder. You think about being on your knees and taking Hwa in your mouth, wondering what it would be like to have him make a mess of your face with his cum while he talks dirty in that low voice of his. When it came to Hwa, you wanted to him fuck you in ways you hadn’t thought about before; it was as if you would do anything to be his dirty little whore.
You end up giving him more money just to tell him how much you want to suck his cock as your hand dips underneath your underwear to touch your wet pussy.
“BubblegumHeart wants to suck my cock. It’s funny how chatty you get whenever I’m half naked. Exceptionally quiet the entire stream minus a comment here or there and then dying for me to fuck their face,” Hwa says, pulling the boxers down as his cock springs free.
The comment makes your head spin, your finger touching your clit with a jolt of pleasure at the sight of Hwa wrapping his hand around his length along with his dirty comment aimed at you. You think once again about being on your knees for him, his fingers gently tilting your chin upwards to look at him while stroking his cock. He’d call you his little slut, tell you to be his good girl and suck his dick. On the screen, Hwa is slowly jerking himself off, basking in the attention from everyone in chat. Your eyes are glued to the screen, not caring what anyone else is saying, just admiring the way his hand looks around his dick and how his balls must be full of cum. Your finger rubs your clit, pussy wet as you both watch him and daydream about what he would do to you.
Hwa spits on his hand lewdly, smearing it across his cock. The tip is glistening with precum as he moves his hips slightly so there is a better angle of it shown to the camera. You’re thinking about how it’d feel in your mouth and how much of it you could take before it’d hit the back of your throat. You don’t care if you made a mess with Hwa, in fact most of your daydreams are centred around him fucking you for so long and so hard that you’re practically unrecognizable by the end.
Hwa resumes jerking off, his painted fingernails a blur as he increases his speed. Your pussy is dripping wet, soaking through your underwear as you furiously rub your clit. In the purple hue of his bedroom, Hwa’s torso is bathed in soft colours, the snake looking almost sinister wrapped around him. The projector that rotates the stars occasionally has one or two land on his stomach for a couple of seconds before moving away, giving a small pinprick of bright light against his toned abs for a second.
He slows down his speed, allowing a drop of precum to drip off the tip of his dick before resuming. You can hear how wet your pussy is, unable to stop as your climax draws closer watching Hwa. You want to run your tongue up along his snake tattoo, bounce in his lap and have his hands roam all over your body. The desire is a palpable thing, a beast that resides just under the surface of your skin. You know that a chance with Hwa will never happen and that wanting him this much is silly but watching him touch himself shatters all the borders you usually put up.
Hwa’s breathing is heavy and maybe his moans are for the sake of the audience, you don’t know nor care, but he sounds positively delicious as his orgasm draws nearer. You can picture his hand curling around your neck, giving it a squeeze as he pounds you into the bed so hard that you could see stars. You’d let him do anything to you, be his doll –
Hwa gasps and his climax begins. His load goes all over his hand, making a mess as he tries to stop it from getting everywhere. There is a ton of it, he always cums a lot, and your hips wiggle as your own orgasm begins at the sight of his load and the mental image of him coating your face with it.
Your phone drops from your hands as you lose yourself to the pleasure, head rolled back against the pillow. As your body goes limp, you can hear Hwa talk about cleaning up his mess from where your phone fell onto the bed.
Your cheeks burn with sudden embarrassment as the orgasm abates and reality sets in. Ashamed, you sit up and snatch your phone, exiting out of the live stream hastily as if someone is going to discover what you did.
Plopping back in bed, you stare at the ceiling. The storm started at some point during the live stream, and now you listen to it strike against the roof. You force your eyes closed, knowing that come morning, you’ll be beating yourself up for spending money in the stream and for being down so badly over a person that will never know you exist.
*
It’s Saturday night and for once you’re out at a bar although it wasn’t your idea. Two of your friends convinced you to come with them to a larger get together. It’s someone’s birthday but you aren’t exactly sure who.
After a couple hours, you’re already ready to go home. The bar is loud, incredibly crowded since it’s the weekend, and you aren’t much of a drinker. Having only agreed so that they would keep inviting you to things, you idly wonder how much time you can put in here before it’s okay to leave.
As usual, you end up on the outskirts of the group. Part of it is your choosing – too much social interaction makes your anxiety overwhelming – and part of it is just how things seemingly always go.
The rain began hours ago, a torrent that wiped the entire city clean before slowing to a steady thrum. The bar smells like water, the city, smoke and too many perfumes and colognes battling for attention. Your back presses against the wall, watching as a cluster of people play pool, your friends order another round of shots and someone begins to drunkenly yell at someone who spilled their beer.
You don’t think anyone would notice if you were to slink out now. The city makes it easy to get swallowed up in. Your nerves are frayed from all the anxiety and noise. Deciding to call it a night, you wiggle through the crowd, popping out of the entrance and into the rain.
The temperature has dropped considerably since you were last outside. Taking a deep breath, you feel it freeze your lungs for a few seconds. You don’t have an umbrella but awkwardly shove yourself back into the oversized hoodie that had been removed earlier in the night.
After wandering down the block, you stop in front of a bar that is swathed in dark and red, almost sinister looking. The windows are tinted and you can’t see inside. There are shadows against the windows, slightly distorted from whatever effect the glass has on it, making it look vaguely like a bar from the underworld. But the stoop directly in front is quiet and under an overhang which makes it a perfect spot to plop down at to give yourself a few minutes to settle your nerves.
The concrete is cold against your fingertips. You tried to dress up tonight a bit which meant a skirt that ended right at your knees. Now, it just means you’re cold. You pull the hood up of your hoodie, trying to get warm. Rubbing your hands together, you idly watch the way the cars cut through the puddles and the streetlights shatter like glass in each ripple.
You exhale slowly, enjoying the peace and quiet. Yes, you made the right call in leaving the bar. You’ll be home soon, crawling into your warm bed and into your dreams soon enough.
You hear the door to the bar swing open followed by a burst of electronic music before it becomes muffled again. You don’t pay any attention to a few people leaving, their heads bowed together as they giggle. You think maybe, normally, you’d feel lonely at a moment like this. But right now, you are just so relieved to be in the quiet of the street versus all the earlier noise.
The door opens again, another explosion of music for a couple of seconds. You tilt your face back, studying the way an apartment building looks as if it is touching the storm clouds. You wonder what each individual person in each apartment is doing –
“Hey, do you have a light?”
At first, you don’t think the voice could be directed at you. But as the silence stretches and you bring your head out of the clouds, the voice tries again.
“Can never fucking tell if someone has Air Pods in. Honest to hell, it kinda drives me crazy…Hey, do you have a light?” The repeated question is a lot louder this time.
That voice, you think as time comes to a crawl, there’s no way. You turn your head in the direction of it, your heart knowing before your brain that it is going to belong to…
Everything seems to be moving in slow motion. There is you, freezing your ass off on concrete, and then there is him, the cam boy of your dreams, Hwa, standing right in front of you, slightly leaning forward, squinting as if trying to see if you have Air Pods in because your ears are covered by the hoodie.
“No, I don’t smoke.” You hear your voice although it sounds very far away, as if it doesn’t belong to you.
This cannot be happening.
But it is. Hwa is wearing a thin black tank top with a fishnet shirt tossed over it, exposing his bare arms in the cut outs of the netting. A necklace with a small green pendant dangles in front of his leaning body, swinging gently like a pendulum. His black jeans are ripped, his knees exposed and most of his fingers have the familiar rings on that you’ve seen a ton of times in streams. The bar’s red light makes the tips of his black hair glow.
“Oh, shame. Forgot to bring my lighter.”
You are frozen, unsure what to do. Just don’t say anything about it and he’ll leave in a few seconds. This whole thing will feel like a fever dream. But that primal part of you, that part that responds to everything Hwa casually does on his streams, is stirring like a savage beast.
“I didn’t see you inside,” Hwa continues, oblivious to the mental strife you’re currently suffering through.
It feels like moving a boulder to try to speak a normal sentence. “Oh, I wasn’t inside. I was at the bar a few places down but I just left. It was really crowded and loud in there…” You trail off, immediately self-conscious about talking too much to the sexiest guy you’ve ever seen.
“No kidding? That’s why I came out here too,” Hwa says and to your utter shock – and relief…and horror… - he sits down next to you. “Sometimes I need a breather from the crowds.”
You are sitting very still as if one wrong move will make this entire situation vanish into thin air. You are glad that your hoodie is pulled up, offering you a little protection from Hwa seeing your face which probably looks shell shocked.
Time to stand up, tell him have a nice night and get the hell out of here, you think before that primal beast goes, no fucking way. You run into the guy you’ve been masturbating to for a year, the hottest guy you’ve ever seen, the only guy that makes you feel the way you do and now you want to head home?
But it’s wrong to talk to him casually without him knowing that I know him!
“Still can’t believe I forgot my lighter…I guess I’ll have to bum one off someone inside. Wow, it’s cold out here. Are you cold?”
“A little,” You admit, still staring straight ahead, unable to look him in the face for fear of blurting out the secret or melting into a puddle of desire.
From this angle, you can see Hwa drumming his fingers against his exposed knee. Those same fingers you’ve seen wrapped around his cock. I think I might spontaneously combust right here on the spot while wondering why the universe would land you in such a situation. The odds, even living in the same city, were so impossible that you never even daydreamed about running into Hwa. It seemed ridiculous that you would now be sitting next to him outside a bar, a cruel joke from someone who just wanted to create chaos.
“My friend San got me into this bar cuz it’s invite only but then he took off twenty minutes ago because something came up,” Hwa continues speaking in that same voice you’ve heard a thousand times through your phone, “Hey, are you heading home after this?”
“What?” You say, finally startled enough to turn your head to look directly at him.
“If you’re not, why don’t you come with me inside?” Hwa flashes a smile, so familiar that it knocks the air out of your lungs, “Like I said, the place is invite only and is sorta exclusive so if you wanna grab a drink together. My name is Hwa.”
You squint your eyes, feeling torn between jumping for joy and running down the road. “You don’t even know me.” is what you end up saying instead, immediately disliking how hostile the words come out.
Hwa looks unperturbed, replying, “Sure but we already have something in common by coming out here for some fresh air. On top of that, you’ve just been watching the rain fall against the road which is something I do all the time when I’m trying to come up with a song. So, maybe we are a bit similar.”
A natural question after this would be oh you write songs? But to utter such a thing would be lying to Hwa immediately since you already know he writes synthwave music. Hwa asking you to go inside could mean nothing. On his streams, he always has struck you as someone down for adventure, someone who loves people, and here you are, sitting alone outside a bar – why wouldn’t he ask to hang out? But Hwa also loves sex and attention, and you’re a woman sitting outside a bar, why wouldn’t he want to try to hit on you?
But I know you even though you don’t know me. I masturbate to you almost regularly. You’re like the guy of my sexual dreams. But none of those words leave your mouth even as the guilt swirls.
Hwa stands up then, extending his hand towards you. A stray lock of hair falls out of place, framing his angled face, with his eyes as dark as the bottom of the ocean. Looking directly at Hwa, you know you’re swimming with the sharks.
“Would you like to have a drink with me?” He offers.
You swallow hard and go, “Sure.”
Remembering that he told you his name earlier, you tell him yours while reaching upwards. Your hand meets his as he helps you up off the concrete. Your heart is beating so quickly that you’re breathless. His fingers are around yours for a few seconds and you are entranced at the sight of his painted nails as small blurs against your skin. When Hwa lets go of your hand, he motions to the door, beckoning you to follow.
And you do, as if any other choice actually existed. If the universe had opted to toss you in Hwa’s direction, then you would take it.
Hwa pushes open the door to the bar, the electronic music promptly smacking you in the face with the force of a punch. The entrance is covered in a low red light and shadows dance on the walls. There is a bouncer by the second door, and a woman is looking crestfallen as he shakes his head, pointing her towards the exit.
Hwa stops in front of the bouncer, who nods before pointing at you with a puzzled expression on his face. Hwa yells something while gesturing to you and the bouncer nods again, moving to the side to let you both in. Hwa reaches for your hand once more, and the guilt becomes too much as you enter the bar with him.
“Hey!” You shout over the din but he doesn’t hear you.
The music is obnoxiously loud – no wonder Hwa popped out for a break – and people are crowded at the bar, bodies pressed together and the air heavy with smoke. The music makes the floor vibrate underneath your feet but no one is dancing. In fact, you can’t even spot a dance floor, just two people wildly making out smushed in a corner that looked like it maybe, in an earlier iteration, had a dance floor.
Everything is black and red to an almost dizzying effect. Hwa stops at the bar, wedging himself into a small cluster of people. His hand is still holding onto yours, your eyes falling on it. It’s wrong that he doesn’t know, the voice in your head that is as loud as the music thrumming along your skin goes, you need to tell him before it gets more complicated.
Hwa has now successfully gotten a lighter from someone unceremoniously shoving it into his pocket. He turns around and shoots you a grin with those dazzling white teeth of his, setting off to lead you further into the bar.
“Hey!” You yell again and this time sharply tug on his hand.
Hwa stops, turning his body slightly to the side to look over his shoulder at you. His brows come together in question and he asks you what although it is swallowed up by the music.
“I have to tell you something!” You’re now wishing the confession had occurred outside the bar as the electronic music swirls around you.
Hwa is bumped by someone, he shoots them a glare and then turns around to face you, moving so close that the warmth of his body seeps into yours. Doused in the wild lights of the bar, you don’t think it is possible for him to look sexier than he currently does. When he asks you what once again, you can see the quick flash of his tongue piercing and your knees actually feel weak.
No choice left but forward, you motion for Hwa to get closer. He does so, his body angling so that his ear is next to your lips. Being this close to him is making your head dizzy. You can make out the muscles in his arms through the fishnet, can see the small tattoo behind his ear of a symbol you don’t recognize of two small pieces coming together, and watch as his green pendant swings in front of his chest.
You shut your eyes for a second as if about to jump off a cliff and shout over the heavy music, “I know who you are! I watch your streams!”
Hwa pulls away immediately, eyes widening. In the dancing blaze of red lights, it is a little difficult to make out his expression and it isn’t as if the bar lends itself to any sort of intimate conversation. But you couldn’t deal with the guilt over hanging out with Hwa and hiding the fact you know what he does in his spare time. It just felt wrong.
To your surprise, he tilts his head back and laughs. You stare at the tongue piercing, unsure what to do or even say, given his reaction. He jerks his head to the side, an indicator to continue following him. He is still holding your hand as he wedges himself through the crowd. He said this place was invite only but it’s like the entire damn city is here.
Hwa leads you up a metal staircase near the back of the bar, taking you up to the second floor. There is another bouncer here but he merely waves at Hwa, pushing the curtain to the side to allow access. You follow, walking past VIP booths. Someone has ordered bottle service and it is an explosion of glowing bottles, sparklers, and tiny lights flashing as a group of women pop the bottle at one of the tables.
The music isn’t as loud here – still overwhelming but enough that conversation could go easier. Hwa stops at one of the smaller booths, releasing your hand and sitting down. Feeling nervous now, you sit on the opposite side. You’re totally out of your element and it isn’t just because you’re with Hwa. This type of bar is new to you, and you’re self-conscious about your quick outfit of the hoodie and skirt meant for a totally different setting.
Hwa scoots all the way into the middle of the booth and motions for you to move closer. You know it is just because of the volume of the music but to be this close to him is making your heart race. Combined with the confession of watching his streams, you aren’t sure if it is racing because of desire or anxiety. Maybe both.
His body is angled towards you, one arm across the back of the booth near your back. You aren’t sure where to look. You want to just stare at him, take in the sight of his face and his body and the fact he is this close to you but your shyness at the confession mixed with the surreal nature of the situation means you just end up staring at the table.
A server comes off, asking in a loud voice to be heard over the music if the two of you want anything.
“Just a water,” You yell, feeling a little ridiculous at communicating only via shouting.
“Same,” Hwa goes, taking your lead and the server nods, leaving you alone with him.
His eyes are on you again and your hands grip the edge of your hoodie as if it is a life raft. Your body is screaming for him a way that you’ve never experienced before while your brain is in a pure panic at having confessed you know who he is.
Hwa leans towards you, his lips near your ear. You hold your breath, the different emotions bouncing in your chest as he speaks.
“You really watch my streams?”
When you turn your head to look at him, you’re so close that it would take a second to press your lips against his. He doesn’t seem phased by it, merely waiting for you to answer. Can he tell how much you want him? Is it obvious that he impacts you? You aren’t sure; his eyes don’t reveal anything.
“Yes,” You reply, “I’m sorry, I don’t mean to make things awkward but it felt wrong hanging out with you and hiding it.”
“No, I appreciate the honesty,” Hwa says and for a brief second his eyes drop to where your hoodie meets your skirt, “I’ve never run into anyone irl before that’s seen my streams.”
“Really?”
He nods, brushing his hair away from his face. His rings are so familiar – everything about him is so familiar. You swallow. Hwa notices, trying to hide a smirk. Your heart is skipping rope in your chest.
“Yeah. I honestly never considered running into someone. Or…I didn’t think they’d actually admit they knew who I was,” He studies you for a moment, “Do you talk in the chat?”
“Oh, uhm…occasionally. Sometimes.” Mortification is beginning to sit in as the conversation goes further. Does he think you’re some desperate loser for watching his streams?
The server returns with the two glasses of water, unceremoniously left on the table because they have actual real drink orders to take. Nervously, you grab the water, fiddling with the paper straw, hoping that keeping your hands busy will stop you from reaching out to Hwa and doing something desperate.
“Oh yeah? What’s your username?”
“My username?” You’re stalling.
“Yeah, maybe I’ll know it.”
His words uttered during the stream last night come back to you. BubblegumHeart wants to suck my cock. It’s funny how chatty you get whenever I’m half naked. Exceptionally quiet the entire stream minus a comment here or there and then dying for me to fuck their face. You busy yourself taking a large gulp of water through the straw, wanting to sink into the floor of the club and disappear from Hwa’s view.
He is watching you patiently, apparently in no hurry to get information. There is something languid about his movements, like a cat lazily watching its prey and knowing no matter what happens, it’ll catch it. Does he see you like that? Did you want him to? Again, the old thoughts return about how experienced he must be compared to yourself and the paltry limited sexual encounters you’ve had your entire life.
When you can’t put it off any longer, you mumble, “It’s BubblegumHeart.”
You spoke it so softly that you aren’t even sure it is audible. But Hwa reacts immediately, a grin breaking out across his face, looking as if he just hit the jackpot.
“You gotta be fucking kidding me,” He says gleefully, “You’re a fucking chat regular.”
What are the odds of lightning breaking the roof and striking me down right now? If I can run into Hwa, surely I can be electrocuted, right?
“That’s amazing,” Hwa continues, sounding positively chipper, “You’re in almost every stream. I always notice you because as soon as I’m done jerking off, you immediately leave like clockwork.” He snaps his fingers. “I could never tell if you were embarrassed at watching me or just did what you needed to do and left.”
Or maybe a stampede of wild animals from the zoo will break out, storm this bar and trample me. That might be better. Are the odds of that higher or lower? Whichever one will make my deep embarrassment stop first.
He props his chin on his hand, studying you and your phony fascination with the glass of water. You’re too embarrassed to even talk.
“So?” He prompts.
Swallowing, you go, “What?”
“Which one is it? Do you get that post nut shame and close out of my stream or do you just see those things as down to business, business taken care of, time to close out?”
You idly resume swirling the straw in the cup, biting down hard on your bottom lip for a second before forcing yourself to look at Hwa directly. His fingers rest again his cheek, his dark eyes alight with interest, and his body wickedly warm next to yours.
“It’s embarrassment,” You finally reply, “But none of it has to do with you. I just get embarrassed about…paying for attention. And getting off to someone I don’t know.”
“Lots of people get off to people they don’t know. That’s basically the entirety of porn,” Hwa points out.
“You know what I mean,” You mumble.
He shifts a little closer. Your knees are touching now, the contact of skin against skin like pure electricity being dumped over your body. “Is it because you like getting off to me, specifically?” His voice has dropped an octave, low in your ear, settling across your brain to create a pleasant hum. Mixed with the throbbing sound of the music, it is almost making you delirious.
There is a lump in your throat as you go, “Yes.”
“Is it because you want to suck my cock?” He asks, quoting your comment from last night.
The words are like a sledgehammer to your chest, knocking you entirely off balance. Your grip tightens around the glass and you’re sure that Hwa notices but you can’t help yourself. You’re getting to that dangerous tipping point where your brain is about to log out for the night. You only ever get this sensation when you’re watching his streams. How could you resist it when he’s right in front of you in the flesh?
“Yes,” You exhale, “Can I ask you something now?”
He nods. Very lightly, you feel his fingertips grazing the back of your neck where his arm is stretched across the back of the booth. The touch is intense; you never want him to stop. It is so faint that you can barely feel it but as he brushes his fingers there, you realize just how wet you already are – from basically nothing but talking to him.
“Before I told you…about the streams. When we were outside. Why did you ask me to come in here with you?”
“Cute girl, sitting alone in just a hoodie and a skirt, watching the rain fall across the city. Me, alone tonight because my friend had to leave. Figured I’d see where it would lead.”
“Where do you want it to lead?” It is as forward as you can get without getting tongue tied.
Hwa’s eyes drop once more to your skirt laying across your thighs before flicking back up to your face. You’re trying not to squirm under his gaze.
“I think you know where I want it to lead,” He goes and to your shock and delight, he brings his other hand to lightly rest on your knee.
Things like this do not happen to me, you think, knowing this entire situation is just too good to be true and therefore, your brain is going to attempt to sabotage it.
“I don’t – uhm. I don’t have a lot of experience in this area. Very little, actually. And it will probably not be fun…for you.”
“I’m a good teacher,” is all he says without missing a beat, “If you want one.”
How does Hwa do that? Just flip every single conversation into something that makes your knees weak and your pussy so wet that all logic goes out the window? You have a feeling he could suggest jumping off a bridge with him and you’d likely agree.
You make a strangled noise as your brain buffers with a reply and your body just wants to jump in his lap. As you take in the sight of Hwa next to you, his hand on your knee, your mind flickers back to the snake tattoo that curls around his body. The mental image of running your fingers across it is in vivid colour.
“I do want one,” You manage to say without stumbling over your words.
Hwa flashes you a grin and leans forward. You realize with a jolt he’s going to kiss you. You place two fingers against his chest to stop him, your breathing unsteady and hands shaking slightly. He stops immediately.
“It doesn’t bother you that I’ve seen your streams?” You ask, so close to him now that you can study his jawline, the pinkish hue of his lips and the way he is looking at you as if he can’t wait to taste you.
“No. Why would it bother me?” Even though the music is loud, you can still somehow hear him as though your brain filters out everything but him. “Just means I don’t have to waste any time explaining who I am and what I like to do.”
Another mental image of his hand stroking his cock. You swallow hard, your fingers lowering back to your lap. There is no other excuse to wield, no other manner in which you can deny yourself the very thing you’ve wanted the most.
“I guess that’s true,” You murmur as Hwa’s hand slowly moves up your leg, resting just at the bottom of your skirt where your thigh begins.
Your brain finally gives up, throwing its hands in the air and retreating as Hwa presses his lips against yours. The sensation is like two planets colliding, your entire body is wrapped up in the feeling of Hwa kissing you. His hand presses down against your thigh, the coldness of his rings making goosebumps break out against your skin. His other hand brushes along the back of your neck as the kiss grows deeper.
You’ve never done something like this, kissing someone you basically don’t know. Sure, you’ve watched Hwa on streams but that isn’t the same thing as knowing someone, is it? It isn’t as if he knew about you beforehand. But you’ve never desired anyone like you’ve lusted after Hwa through a screen and the idea of missing out on him when the universe sent him your way just doesn’t make any sense.
You fend off a moan when Hwa’s tongue slips into your mouth and you can feel his piercing. How many times did you daydream about this? Too many to count.
When he pulls away, his skin is slightly tinged with colour and the expression of lust is in his eyes. Knowing it is directed at you only furthers your desire.
“Do you want to come back with me to my place?” He asks, a sentence that is so dreamlike you hope that you never forget it.
That’s when the server interrupts the two of you, asking if everything is going okay. You can tell by the bored tone in their voice that two people making out in a booth is just a regular night.
Both of you say that you’re fine. The server leaves and you try to steady your breathing.
“Do you mind if I smoke?” Hwa asks.
“I do, actually, I don’t love the smell when it’s right next to me,” You reply, knowing it would be easier just to say yes and go along with whatever Hwa wants due to your feelings for him but unable to do that to yourself.
To your surprise, he grins again, that same quick as a dagger smile that threatens you to break every promise you’ve ever had with yourself.
“That’s alright, I can have one on the walk home. Are you coming with me? We got interrupted before you could answer before.”
As if saying no was ever an option.
“Yeah, I’ll come with you,” You hesitate, “Are you sure you’re alright with my lack of experience?”
“You’re hung up on it way more than me,” Hwa replies, “Like I said, it doesn’t bother me. You just tell me whatever you want to do tonight. You can decide.”
This takes you by surprise. “I’m not very good at leading.”
“You don’t have to lead. You just tell me what you want to try and we’ll try it. I’ll show you. If we start something and you don’t like it, you tell me and we switch to something else.” His tone is casual, without any shyness, proving how comfortable he is with his own body and sex, a far cry from yourself.
But this is the same attitude you always have found so sexy on his streams. Having it directed at you is a bit mind melting. Combined with the proposition of doing whatever you have fantasized about with Hwa and you’re starting to wonder if you’ve just won the sexual lottery.
“Oh, okay,” You reply simply, too tongued tied and overwhelmed to say anything else.
“Do you want to stay here longer or are you ready to go?”
“No, we can go. Thanks for showing me this place but I don’t think I’ll ever come back here.”
Hwa laughs at this as he slides out of the booth. He says something but it’s swallowed up by the music. He extends his hand again towards yours to help you out and then motions to the back of the VIP area.
“There’s a back exit so you don’t have to cut through downstairs again. I’ll show you.”
Following after Hwa, your eyes skim along the length of his back to his small waist. The nerves are buzzing now, the idea that you’re actually going to mess around and most likely fuck him starting to settle in with amazing clarity. You can taste him in your mouth from the earlier kiss and you seem to be emotionally leaping from open desire to pure anxiety.
Hwa pushes the back door open and you trail after him onto a small metal balcony with a staircase leading to the alley. The rain has stopped and everything shines in the city lights, the puddles a multi coloured collection of neon signs and street lamps.
Once you’re in the alleyway with Hwa, he pulls out a small box of cigarettes from the pocket of his jeans as well as the lighter he collected earlier. The flame flickers brightly in the darkness as he lights the tip of his cigarette and takes a drag off it, tilting his face away from you while blowing the smoke out from in between those plump lips of his.
“Here, stand on this side of me so the wind blows it away from you,” He says as the two of you leave the alley.
“You seem to have practice with this. I guess because of your roommate?” You regret the words as soon as they leave your mouth because it brings up the fact you watch his streams and know more about him than he knows about you.
“Yeah, Hongjoong doesn’t like it at all which I get. That’s one of the reasons I started streaming. The nighttime walks to smoke could be kinda boring.”
“What are the other reasons?” You ask curiously.
He glances at you out of the corner of his eye before going, “I like attention.”
Which you had gathered. In some ways, you envy Hwa and his love of attention because you spend so much of your time hiding from it.
“You never get self conscious on the streams?”
You move around a large puddle on the sidewalk, almost losing your footing. Hwa’s hand goes to your back, an anchor that helps you steady yourself. The cigarette is in between his lips and he’s covered in a blue neon light from another bar.
“No,” He says, the two of you frozen in place on the sidewalk as a car drives by, blasting muffled music, “Why would I? I know every single person watching my stream wants to fuck me. It’s a confidence booster more than anything.”
You suppose that he also means you. Feeling your cheeks get hot, you straighten up and continue walking. Hwa brings his slender fingers to the cigarette, exhaling again and waving away any errant smoke that might drift in your direction. You wonder what it’s like to be so comfortable in your own skin like Hwa is.
“Do you live far from here?”
“No, about a ten minute walk. What about you?” He asks.
“Yeah, I took an Uber here. Twenty minutes or so not accounting for traffic.”
“Far enough away that we wouldn’t run into one another. Which leads me to another question.”
“What?” You ask nervously.
“Did you know we lived in the same city? I do what I can to try to make my location vague but if you live in the city and you watch my streams, you must have seen something that made you realize it.”
You’ve been honest the entire night so why lie now? “I did know, yeah. But I wasn’t about to…track you down while you were streaming or something. That felt completely out of bounds and creepy. The city is teeming with people. I told myself there is just no way I’d ever run into you. Did you ever think about what it would be like to run into someone who watched your streams?”
“I assumed no one would actually admit to it even if I did run into someone. Admitting it means possibly admitting to sticking around when I switch to members only and watching me jerk off on camera as well as going on a website that is just full of cam shows. But I guess I was wrong because you told me.”
“Did I make you uncomfortable?”
“I wouldn’t be taking you back to my place if anything you did made me uncomfortable,” He replies, stopping at the crosswalk and looking at you. “Do you feel uncomfortable? You’re the one watching me jerk off on camera.”
Flustered, you make another garbled noise before settling on, “I’m not uncomfortable. I’m just nervous.”
“Due to your inexperience.”
“That’s right.”
“You always spend this much time in your own head?”
“Basically. I spend a lot of time alone.”
“Why’s that?”
“Dunno, I just prefer it. People can be draining.”
“You ever get lonely?”
“Sometimes. I mean, that’s how I ended up on your stream. And why I kept going back,” You admit.
“That and the fact you think I’m hot.”
You’re starting to think Hwa enjoys flustering you. “Yes, that too.”
The crosswalk light turns green and Hwa turns his attention back to the walk. For a few minutes, you’re both silent. However, it isn’t an awkward silence. Sure, you’re nervous about being around someone you want so badly. But there is a familiarity and ease to Hwa that makes things comfortable.
“Can I ask you something else?”
Hwa replies, “You don’t have to preface everything with that. You can ask me anything. I’m an open book.”
“Why?” You go warily, “Why are you so open with me?”
“I told you. I’ve never had anyone know about my cam shows. It’s a big facet of my life because I like doing them and it’s a secondary income. I’m not embarrassed but it’s a personal thing to tell someone what I do on those streams. No one else knows how far I go. Hongjoong is aware I casually go live but not the stripping, the jerking off, the dirty talk. A part of you ends up hidden even if you don’t mean to. But you know that part of me – you know that part of me first over anything else. Feels freeing.”
You’re surprised by his answer but reassured that telling Hwa you watch his cam shows had been the right choice. You’re off the main road now, walking down a side street together that leads to a block of apartment buildings. You can hear another round of storms kicking up in the distance.
“Well, my question isn’t that exciting. I was just wondering what you did outside of streaming for money.”
“Like my job?”
“Yeah.”
“I’m actually the heir to a chain of grocery stores so I get money from my parents.”
Confused, your steps slow as you look at him. But Hwa laughs loudly, shaking his head at your expression.
“I’m joking, I’m joking. Can you imagine something like that? Sounds preposterous,” He drops the cigarette underneath his shoe, crushing it into a puddle. “Honestly, I got a collection of random stuff I do. Delivery driver, sometimes I use my car to do Uber drives, part time jobs here and there, just whatever catches my interest and gives me enough money to pay what I need to. The streaming is just one of the sources of income.”
He stops in front of a nondescript apartment complex that is three floors. Underneath the streetlight, he leans against the crumbling wall in front of the building, an indication that this area was once fancier before it fell into a state of disrepair.
“What were you saying to me before we left the club?” You ask, remembering how you couldn’t hear him over the noise.
“Oh? Just that you were unbelievable. I like how honest you are. You didn’t try to drink through a misguided notion to try to impress me. You tell me that you don’t want me smoking next to you. You tell me the club sucks.”
“I don’t think I used that exact phrasing,” You reply.
He is grinning again. “Well, the intention is still the same. I like that you weren’t trying to hide anything about who you are just because you like watching my streams.”
“It didn’t cross my mind,” You admit a bit sheepishly.
His smile fades, his look becoming serious while studying you, making your heart race. “C’mere,” Hwa says, motioning for you to get closer.
You do, and the thunder crackles in the distance, a little louder this time. Hwa places one hand on your waist, and the other on your cheek, his thumb grazing your skin. Your body reacts to him immediately. The pure desperation is reaching a boiling point. All your earlier fantasies of Hwa treating you like you’re his little whore float to the surface.
This time, when he kisses you in the silence of the street, you melt into him. His hand moves from your waist to lower back to better angle you against his body. You reach upwards, fingers slipping through the fishnet top, pressing against the hard muscles underneath the thin fabric of his black tank top.
When the kiss breaks, it is as if you are coming up for air after diving very deep into the ocean. Hwa’s black hair is glowing from the streetlight, his eyes heavy with desire.
“Uhm, is your…is your roommate home?” You ask. Are we gonna have to be quiet? is what your question actually means.
“Nah, Hongjoong works overnights. He won’t be back until seven,” He lowers his face, mimicking his posture from earlier in the club when the music was too loud, “That means you don’t have to worry about being quiet when I make you cum.”
Oh, I don’t think I’m gonna survive this, you think as his words make your breath catch and brain buzz. He is holding your hand again, cutting across the parking lot towards one of the apartments on the bottom floor. Unlocking the door, you step inside after him, thinking about how many streams you’ve seen where he covered the camera.
The apartment is small, well lived in but clean. The kitchen is even smaller; it could probably only hold one person in it to cook at a time. A bedroom door on the right is swung open and you know immediately it isn’t Hwa’s.
“Do you want anything to drink?” He offers over his shoulder while walking to the bedroom on the left, near the kitchen.
“I’m okay,” You reply, walking into his room for the first time.
It’s exactly how it looks in the streams but from this angle, you see things that are not typically shown on camera. There is a small corkboard behind the stand for his phone that is filled with polaroid pictures of Hwa with his friends. There are actually too many photos to fit the board and they overflow, pinned to the border. You know it is positioned behind the camera for privacy reasons and you’re aware that you’re now seeing things meant for people only in Hwa’s life, not through a screen.
Hwa turns on the projector light of stars, a familiar motion made entirely brand new from the fact you’re currently standing in his room. The lava lamp had been left on and the inky blobs move slowly. He turns to face you and the worlds of offline and online seem to collide. You suddenly find it difficult to speak, your shyness getting the best of you now that the objection of your desire has you alone in his bedroom.
You motion to his computer. “How come you never upload your music online?”
“I do. I just don’t link to it on streams.”
“Why not?” You are curious, wondering why he wouldn’t use his following to promote his music.
“Because everyone on stream wants to fuck me and that’ll cloud their judgement over the music. They’ll just tell me it’s great just because they know I made it.”
“That’s not true,” You say but Hwa raises one eyebrow at your unconvincing tone.
He moves closer to you, his hands going to your waist as he pulls you towards him. “Is that right?”
“Sure. Play some right now and I’ll tell you it’s shit.”
Hwa laughs, his perfectly white teeth and tongue piercing glinting in the dark lights of the bedroom. The longer this conversation goes on, the less you feel confident in being able to continue it due to how you are mentally screaming for him to touch you more. A couple of kisses aren’t enough. You want all of him, you want him to do everything to you.
He kisses you then. You wrap your arms around his neck, pulling him closer. His tongue is in your mouth, his hands staying on your waist. As the kisses deepen, grow more urgent, the nerves still flutter in your stomach, making you a bit distracted.
It must show because when Hwa pulls away, he is studying your face through long lashes. “What are you thinking about?”
“About ten thousand things at once.”
“You overthink a lot, don’t you?”
“Almost always, yeah.”
“Have you ever been with someone and they just…made your brain shut off? Just stopped thinking completely because of how they were fucking you?”
“I…ah…uhm…”
“That’s a ‘no’,” Hwa retorts, and his hand is against your cheek, thumb brushing across your lips. He has an unreadable expression on his face but it’s making your heart thud heavily in your chest. “I can give you that. Would you like that?”
Not that you doubt Hwa’s sexual prowess or his impact on your body but you do find the possibility of your brain being quiet for once highly improbable. But since your experience with sex is limited, maybe he could really do such a thing.
“Sounds impossible but yes, I’d like that.” His thumb across your lips is distracting, making your earlier fantasies about sucking his dick return.
“Tell me what you want to start with,” His voice is soft and in the silence of the room, it seems to slink down your back and make you shiver.
“Will you just…uhm…kiss me again?” You’re too shy to ask him for anything more, the words stuck in your mouth.
He brings his face to yours, kissing you slowly this time. You can feel this from the top of your scalp to the tip of your toes, sending your body alight with fresh desire. His hands move away from your waist to your lower back, not making any motion to remove your hoodie. As the kissing continues, each one growing deeper, Hwa takes a couple of steps back towards his bed. When he sits down, he pulls you into his lap, not stopping with the kisses the entire time.
Your arms are back around his neck, sitting in his lap slightly turned so that your legs rest on his bed, too shy to suddenly straddle him. Hwa doesn’t seem to mind judging by the way one hand trails up along your legs to your thighs with his other hand against your back to hold you in place.
He nips at your bottom lip with his teeth which makes your body shiver. His fingers dip just underneath the bottom of your skirt to touch your inner thigh. It’s a minor touch but feels like an earthquake inside your body. You’re almost embarrassed by how wet you are from almost nothing.
You can tell Hwa is hard by the bulge pressing against your body so at least it isn’t just you being turned on. Nervously, you break the kiss, feeling too hot in the oversized hoodie. You tug it off over your head in an attempt to cool down, wearing just a regular t-shirt underneath. Hwa tosses the hoodie onto his computer chair before pulling you in for another kiss.
His tongue in your mouth feels too good to be true and, unable to help yourself, you reach for his hand, bringing it upwards to one of your tits so he knows it is okay to touch you there. Hwa doesn’t miss a beat, immediately groping you through your shirt.
Your own fingers are once again clinging to the fishnet shirt he has on. You hope he doesn’t notice your hands are shaking again.
Hwa moves his head to your neck, biting down on the soft skin there with his teeth. A tiny groan escapes you which only makes him do it again.
“Leave a mark,” You quietly beg, the words leaving your mouth before you even had time to question them, your head tilting back to give him more access.
He sucks hard on your neck before biting down harder this time. The idea of having to cover up marks made by him come the next work day fills you with an excitement entirely new. Your hand is in his hair, silently urging him on as he moves to another spot of your neck to do the same.
While doing this, Hwa brings his hand underneath your shirt to fondle your tits in your bra. It’s not enough and you make a noise of annoyance, tugging your bra down hastily so it’s around your waist. Normally, you’d be worried that you’re moving things too fast or should be taking things slower. But not with Hwa, not when you want to be consumed by him completely.
He pinches one of your nipples, making you jump as he bites down on your neck. The sensations are intense; you didn’t think it was possible to be this wet. As he continues to fondle your bare tits, you remove your shirt, tossing it to the floor. Half dressed in Hwa’s lap while he is still fully closed, he brings his head down, sucking hard on your nipple with a soft pop when he pulls away. He moves his head to do the same to the other one, his tongue swirling around your nipple before sucking on it even harder.
This time you groan and when Hwa moves his head away, there is a strand of spit from his bottom lip to your nipple.
“You like that? Being pawed at like this?” He asks in a serious voice.
You nod, your affirmative answer sounding a little bit higher pitch than normal.
“Good girl,” He goes and the compliment makes your head spin, hitting a sweet spot in your brain that you didn’t even know you had, “You want me to keep doing this?”
“N-no, I…” Here it is, your first actual request, as embarrassing as it feels to say it aloud, “I want to suck your cock,” When he nods, you reach out for his wrist, curling your fingers around it and shaking your head to indicate there’s more, “I…”
“You don’t have to be shy with me,” Hwa murmurs, “We already know more about one another before we even met.”
The words settle your nerves a little although you end up bringing your face close to his neck so he can’t look at you while whispering the fantasy in his ear. “I want you to put your cock deep in my throat. And I want…I want you to call me a whore and a slut during it.” Your face feels like it is on fire.
Hwa shifts so that your face is moved away from him so he can look at you. You’re wiggling a little in his lap from the attention and the admission of what you want from him.
“You want to be a good little whore for me and have my cock buried down your throat?” He asks and fuck if it doesn’t make you feel as if you’re turning into a feral thing in his lap hearing those words directed at you. “You like being called a whore?”
“I – I’ve never been talked to like that from anyone else but I always think – I think about it with you.”
Something lights up in Hwa’s eyes for a few seconds. “Oh, so you want to be my good little whore?” After you nod again, he goes, “I think I can give you that.”
He carefully moves so that you’re off his lap while he throws a pillow onto the floor for your knees. It’s cold against your skin when you sink down onto it, still wearing your skirt. You’re both nervous and exhilarated. How many times have you thought about this?
Hwa unzips his pants, removing them but leaves his boxers on, standing in front of you. Your heart is beating so fast that surely, it must be dangerous. Maybe fantasies coming true actually aren’t that good for you. You tilt your face back to look up at Hwa, still wearing his shirt and fishnet cover.
“Pull down my boxers,” He says in the same stern yet soft tone.
When you go to reach for them though, his eyes narrow for a second and he reaches for your hand, turning it so that the palm is facing upwards.
“You’re trembling,” Hwa says and there is a small note of surprise in his voice, “Are you that nervous?”
“It’s not just nerves,” You reply shyly, “It’s…I just…I’ve thought about this a lot. You…I’ve thought about you a lot.”
Something shifts behind his eyes as he lets go of your hand, allowing you to continue. Tentatively, your fingers find the top of his boxers and you tug them down in a swift motion, exposing his hard cock.
It isn’t as though this is the first time you’ve seen Hwa hard like this. But the fact you’re seeing him in person, and it’s all for you, makes you unable to hold back even a second longer. Leaning forward, you take the head of his hard cock into your mouth, rolling your tongue across the tip to taste his precum. Hwa inhales sharply at the touch. You realize he is giving you time to get used to him in your mouth so you drag your tongue along the underside of his shaft, one hand going to fondle his balls.
Your blowjob experience is as limited as everything else you’ve done but Hwa’s breathing changes as you continue. At one point, you’re bobbing your head on his cock, cheeks hollow as you work on sucking him. When you pull him out of your mouth after that, however, you can feel his fingers gently rest on the back of your head so you go still.
Hwa guides his cock back into your mouth, pushing further back until you gag and he pulls out. He doesn’t say anything but waits patiently for you to motion to continue. After you do so, his length fills your mouth and you press your tongue against his shaft, marveling at how much you enjoy it, how much you have wanted this.
It must show on your face somehow because Hwa, in a taunt voice, goes quietly, “You like having your mouth stuffed full of my cock?”
You make an affirmative noise, impossible to reply since your mouth is full. He rocks his hips a little, moving his cock deeper into your throat until it becomes too much for you, resulting in you pulling away with a tiny gasp. Precum and spit connect your lips to the tip of his cock, your eyes watering slightly as you look upwards at him.
Hwa has one hand holding the bottom of his shirt, lifting it up a little to get a better angle at watching you deepthroat his cock. His gaze is lustful, his desire obvious as he studies your face.
“Y-yes,” You mumble shyly, your underwear sticky against your pussy from how turned on you are.
“Show me what you’ve thought about when you watch my streams,” His voice is soft, curling against a spot in your brain where all your fantasies about him are locked away, “Show me what you’ve thought about when you touch yourself to me and think about being my whore.”
His cock is back in your mouth, your lips wrapped around his warmth as you take him deeper. When you gag this time, you don’t pull away and instead stop completely, trying to relax your throat around him. Hwa curses under his breath which only spurns you on more. With his cock in your mouth, your earlier anxieties about the entire situation are starting to fade, replaced by the reality of the situation – that you are here on your knees for Hwa, after all those times of watching him jerk off on streams.
When he slips out of your mouth this time, the spit and precum drip off your chin onto your chest, running down your tits. You try to catch your breath for a couple of seconds before taking him back in your mouth, bobbing your head on his cock, taking his length deep each time.
Hwa grunts, keeping his hips still even though you know he must want to drive his cock down your throat as fast and hard as possible. You get the sense he is holding back as to not overwhelm you, aware of your inexperience.
You continue, not caring that you are making a big mess or that his cock is slick with your salvia and his precum. Hwa is breathing hard now which only makes you want to keep going. You’re determined to have him finish in your mouth after nights of thinking about what it would feel like to have him shoot his cum down your throat. After another moment where you gag after getting a little too excited, Hwa lets out a ragged gasp.
Your eyes flick upwards then to see his grip on his shirt is tight, his chest rising and falling quickly. He seems to sense your gaze and looks down at you then, with your cheeks puffed out from his cock and a dollop of spit hanging off your chin.
“Fuck, you’re gonna make me finish if you keep doing this,” He tells you, “I didn’t think you’d be such a cockwhore, gagging on me like that.”
You slip his cock out of your mouth just enough to be able to talk, “I want you to cum in my mouth.”
“Is that part of your fantasy?”
“Yes.”
“Alright, my little cockwhore, I’ll give you what you want,” Hwa goes, moving his hips a little to press the tip of his cock against your lips.
You greedily accept him again, not caring that your tits are covered in a mess and it has probably covered your skirt too. As you slurp and suck on his cock, you drop one hand downwards underneath your skirt to press your clit through the fabric of your underwear. Hwa notices and pushes his cock down further – you can’t help yourself, you moan around him as your fingers brush your clit.
“God, you are an absolute whore,” His voice sounds uneven and you know from watching his streams that he is close.
You make a noise around his cock, a noise of approval, of contentment, and Hwa grunts as his cock buries itself in your throat and he begins to climax. As usual, he cums a lot, so much that it fills your mouth and makes you cough, your reflexes kicking in to pull away from him. But Hwa is still cumming, a hot strand against your chin, another one across your lips as he makes the most delicious sounds you have ever heard. Your fingers press down hard against your clit as his load fills your mouth, covers your face, gives you exactly what you have always gotten off to in the middle of the night.
Hwa looks dazed, trying to come to his senses after the intensity of his orgasm as he tugs his boxers up. When he speaks, it is with great effort.
“I’ll get you something to clean you up –”
“No,” You say quickly, your voice sounding gummy from his load which you are still swallowing, “No – keep it on me.”
The confession only seems to spark something in Hwa, who is staring at you with another expression on his face that you can’t read. He jerks his head to the direction of the bed and goes, “Get up there, if I don’t eat your cunt, I’m gonna start climbing the walls.”
He reaches for you, helping you to your feet as your legs protest from the angle they had been in. While you get on his bed, Hwa is pulling the fishnet cover off followed by his shirt, leaving you with seeing his snake tattoo curling around his body for the first time in person. Your eyes trace the way it wraps around his torso, the manner in which the purple light of his room lays across his body. He kicks off his jeans, leaving just his boxers on. Then he is removing his rings, dropping them onto the night table. You take in the sight of every movement, so familiar but new at the same time.
Hwa is crawling onto the bed now, tugging on your skirt. “You made a mess.”
He isn’t wrong. Even in the low lights, you can see the skirt is covered in spit and his cum. For a split second, you are worried about how you’re going to get home and past your roommate with a skirt like this and it must show on your face because Hwa clicks his tongue piercing against the top of his mouth and reaches out for you, turning your face gently to meet his gaze.
“No, you’re not overthinking again. I could tell there wasn’t a thought in your head except my cock just now and I’m going to take it one step further,” He is pulling your skirt off, landing in the pile of clothes on the floor, “I’m going to make my whore feel so good that there won’t be anything in your mind but pleasure. Look at how fucking soaked your underwear is,” He presses one long finger against your wet slit, the fabric damp, “You’re that turned on from sucking my cock?” You nod but Hwa shakes his head, “No, tell me.”
“Y-yes,” Your face feels hot from the confession.
He removes your underwear, pushing your legs apart to look at your pussy. You’ve never had anyone just look at your pussy before and you squirm underneath his gaze.
“Your pussy is beautiful, look at how swollen and wet you are for me.” His fingers touch you now, spreading your pussy lips apart gently. “Can’t wait to have my cock in your tight hole. I’m going to just slide right in there because you’re so fucking wet.”
You make a tiny noise and he looks up at you then. Some of his hair has fallen around his face, framing it, his eyes looking as serious as ever.
“Tell me,” He says.
Even though you’re embarrassed at your next request, you push through and manage to squeak out, “Will you spank it?”
“You want me to spank your cunt?” He clarifies and when you nod, he laughs a little and replies, “Yeah, I’ll spank your cunt, whore. That something else you think about?”
“Y-yes, with you.”
“You think a lot of stuff about me, don’t you?”
“Yes,” You say, shivering as Hwa brushes his fingers lightly over your pussy to tease you.
“Because you want to be my whore. Just mine.”
“Just yours.”
He spanks your pussy then, a smack that isn’t too hard to make the pain blot out the pleasure. You gasp in surprise from it and Hwa spits in your hole before bringing his mouth around your clit. The sudden intensity has a loud noise escape from your mouth, louder than intended, but you are unable to help yourself. Hwa holds your legs apart as his tongue works against your clit.
To make the pleasure borderline dizzying, you can feel his tongue piercing against it. How many times have you gotten off to such a thing? Too many to count.
Hwa pulls away and brings his hand down sharply against your cunt again before plunging a finger into your hole. Your hips buck, a garbled noise leaving your mouth from all the different sensations occurring too quickly.
“Fuck, you’re so wet. I didn’t think it was fucking possible to be this wet,” Hwa sounds almost gleeful as he inserts a second finger, “Hold your legs back for me like a good slut.”
You obey, although it is difficult because everything feels so good that your hands sometimes almost slip. Spread out in front of Hwa, he brings his lips back to your clit, sucking on it hard, his tongue piercing pressed against your sensitive nub. You are making a lot of noise, pornographic noises as Hwa finger fucks you so fast that you can hear the lewd noises of your wet pussy squelching against his fingers.
Hwa’s fingers are deep in your hole, curling upwards as he pumps them in hard and fast. His tongue flicks across your clit now. Your head rolls back, and Hwa is right – there isn’t a single thought in your head. The pleasure is too great.
You hear him spit in your cunt before going back to your clit. He is finger banging you so hard and fast now that combined with his tongue on your clit, you’re going to cum. You try to tell him but all that leaves your mouth is gibberish.
It must make sense to Hwa though because he goes, “I know, whore. I can tell you’re close,” His voice shakes from the force of his fingers pumping into your cunt and you can feel his eyes on you. “You’re a lot of fun to fuck, has anyone told you that? It’s okay, you don’t have to answer. I know you can’t. I can tell your brain is blank. I told you I could give you that. I never lie. You look perfect like this. You’re dangerous, you know that? I might be in love with you by the end of the night because you’re just too perfect and fuckable.”
The words prove to be your tipping point. Your climax begins, your grip slipping on your legs as your juices gush out around Hwa’s fingers to the point where you think you’ve probably made a gigantic mess on his bed. But Hwa doesn’t seem to care and is instead making small noises of approval as you cum.
His face is buried in between your thighs as his tongue sinks into your hole, lapping your cum up eagerly. You are breathless, your entire body warm and tingling from the intensity of the orgasm. Hwa begins to kiss upwards, along your thighs, stomach, nipples and then your neck. His skin is feverish against yours and when the next kiss begins, you succumb to him completely.
He moves so that he is on his side, one arm along your waist as he turns you so that you’re facing him. Your tongue is in his mouth, your earlier anxiety about being with him like this long gone from how comfortable he has made you feel. The tips of his fingers trail up along your side until his hand is against your back. At the same time, he raises his knee up slowly in between your legs until your pussy is pressed against it.
Before you can even question yourself, your body reacts accordingly and grinds down against his knee. You can feel Hwa smile against your mouth as he mumbles, “Oh, you’re a fast learner.”
The compliment leaves you pleased, continuing to rub your swollen clit against his knee, knowing he is going to bring you to orgasm again. His room, which has always been a safe place whenever you watch him on streams, feels just as safe now, wrapped up in him.
The movements are slower this time around, as if Hwa is aware that going with such intensity for so long is new to you. He adjusts his position to make it easier to grind against his knee, sucking hard on your neck to leave another mark.
“Does that feel good?” He asks at one point and you manage to answer which he follows up with, “Do you want it to feel even better?”
You are unsure how such a thing is possible but with Hwa, you’re ready to do basically anything he suggests.
“I’m going to eat out that nice cunt of yours again while you suck on my cock,” His voice is soft, close to your ear as you rock your pussy against his knee, “Would you like to do that?”
You’d by lying if you said no, having thought about this very position multiple times during all your fantasies. “Y-yes, I want to do that.”
“Didn’t even have to think about it. Something you’ve thought about before then?” When you nod shyly, Hwa has that same pleased expression on his face, seeming to relish every filthy thought that has crossed your mind.
A bit out of your element with this one, you are hesitant to sit on his face but Hwa shows no such similar feeling. As the two of you adjust positions, Hwa pulls down on your hips to bring your pussy against his face without a second thought, his tongue burying itself in your hole. The sudden intensity makes you gasp and squirm in surprise which only leads to Hwa making a sound of muffled approval.
Trying to get your bearings while Hwa tastes your pussy, you tentatively lean forward towards his boxers. You can’t help yourself – your hands graze across his taunt stomach and along the snake tattoo with absolute relish, hardly believing that you are touching him. His muscles, always hard and on display whenever he shows off his body, are now underneath your fingers. There is no shyness with Hwa, just an enjoyment of sex, pleasure and attention which you both admire and desire at the same time.
Lowering his boxers, Hwa’s cock springs free, heavy against his stomach. It is admittedly difficult to focus on the task at hand when Hwa’s tongue is all over your pussy although you notice he is avoiding your clit to give you time to adjust.
Your hand wraps around his cock as you take him in your mouth for the second time tonight, somehow surpassing even your lowest expectations of how running into him could play out. As your tongue swirls around the head of his cock, Hwa moves his to your clit, making your body jerk against him reflexively. His hands glide to your hips, holding you in place while taking more of him in your mouth. You slide his length as far as it can go, maybe just overly excited to be sucking him off again, and when he hits the back of your throat, he slips out from in between your lips with a small gasp. Spit bubbles at the corners of your mouth and when you rub your hand across your lips, you leave a streak of drool and precum before taking him back in.
At the same time, Hwa groans against your cunt as his tongue flicks across your clit for a few seconds until he switches to sucking it hard with a small popping noise when he releases his hold. The sound is lewd and he does it again, just to hear it before returning to licking the overly sensitive nub.
One of your hands fondles his balls while sucking him, enjoying how it feels to have his cock in your mouth and how warm it is along your tongue. You bob your head on him as your spit runs down his length and onto his balls, making a mess. But you don’t stop, delirious between the pleasure of Hwa’s ministrations and his cock in your throat. He is slick with spit and precum and when Hwa flicks his tongue particularly hard, you end up taking more of him, gagging around it but keeping him still in your mouth. You try to relax your throat, letting him fill you up in a way that you’ve only dreamt about.
Hwa grunts, lifting his hips up just enough so that you choke around his cock again. This time you pull back and his cock slips out from in between your lips, lubricated with a mess of salvia and his precum. Wrapping your hand around his dick, feeling the warmth in your hand, you jerk him off. Your hand slips across his skin easily and you can tell he is close to cumming again.
So are you, for the matter, since Hwa has his face buried in your pussy and the pleasure he is experiencing doesn’t seem to slow him down for a second versus yourself. He sucks on your clit hard, his hands gripping your hips so that you can’t squirm away.
Unable to help yourself, your pussy grinds against his face. He seems to be getting off on being smothered by you, not stopping for a second, chasing your orgasm more than his own. You stop jerking him off to swallow his cock, taking as much as you can just as your climax begins. Your moans are a wet garbled mess against his cock. The pleasure is so intense that you know you’re making a mess all over Hwa’s beautiful face. But it seems to be the very thing that makes him finish as well. With one final buck of his slender hips, he is cumming once more in your mouth. From the angle this time, the cum spills out from in between your lips, down across his length as you try to swallow as much as the hot load that you can.
When you finally pull your head off his cock, your legs feel like jelly and every nerve in your body feels overstimulated. Gingerly rolling off him, you collapse onto the bed and give a small shake of your head, closing your eyes and panting, “Need a break.”
“Are you okay?” Hwa asks, sounding just as dazed as you feel.
“Y-yeah, just…haven’t had…this many orgasms so close together and done this much in such a short amount of time,” You manage to say in between catching your breath.
He rearranges himself so that he is laying next to you, also panting quietly. You can’t even imagine how you both look, a mess of sex and cum swathed in purple hues. For a while, neither of you speak. Your entire body is tingling, your legs like jelly. Typically, you weren’t one for just openly laying naked to someone after fooling around, usually wanting to run and cover yourself.
But you feel at ease with Hwa, which surprises you given the fact you have been lusting and daydreaming about him for so long through a screen. Hwa, of course, gives no thought to being openly naked. You doubt he has ever experienced a moment of self consciousness in his entire life.
He rolls onto his side to face you, staring at you with cat eyes in the dark. You tilt your face in his direction. The butterflies that had been sleeping through all the various forms of oral sex and fingering that occurred are now starting to stir.
Some of Hwa’s hair sticks to his forehead, his lithe body draped across the sheets, the snake curling across his side and disappearing onto his back. His lips are slightly swollen and you know he is smeared in your cum but he doesn’t seem to care. He is entirely at ease, forever comfortable in his skin.
You turn onto your side as well, close enough to touch him but neither reaches out for one another. In the silence of his room, you can hear that the storm must have begun at some point during all the sex but you hadn’t even noticed.
“What is it?” You ask nervously, unsure why he is looking at you in that way.
“Does it make you uncomfortable if I look at you?”
You think for a moment before answering, “No. I just get nervous.”
“Why?”
“I don’t know. You might change your mind about what we are doing.”
“You think we’ve literally and figuratively come this far and I will decide not to fuck you?”
“Maybe.”
He laughs quietly as if the entire suggestion is hilarious. His hand brushes across your side up along your arm. The touch is as light as a feather but you feel it down in your core.
“No, I’m having too much fun with you,” He replies, “You weren’t thinking, were you? Earlier.”
“No, I wasn’t,” You admit, “True to your words.”
Hwa props himself up a little to look at you. His gaze is enough to melt you into the mattress. His hand presses softly onto your side so that you lay down on your back, looking upwards at him. His fingertips trail down across your stomach, making you shiver. He seems to be mentally filing away everything that elicits a reaction from you.
You reach upwards for him, pulling Hwa towards your body so that your lips are on his. His hair is bunched up in your hands as the kiss deepens. You can taste yourself on his lips; can he taste himself on yours? When the kiss ends, your hands move down his back, across the warm skin there. His eyes are a heavy thing on your body as you cast a look downward at his.
Your fingers are moving along his snake tattoo, something you have seen so many times on your phone screen now in front of you. Your hands trace the way it moves down from his shoulder, admiring the way it lays across his hips up to his stomach.
You are fairly confident that Hwa somehow knows what you’re thinking about and that is why he doesn’t speak, content to let you touch him like this.
That’s when the power goes out, the lightning flashing brightly through the closed window and the thunder making the walls rattle, ushering in darkness. The purple light which you have grown so accustomed to over both the camera and reality is snuffed out like a flame.
“Oh,” You say quietly in surprise.
Hwa’s hold on your side tightens for a second to reassure you that he is still there. Once again you are pulling him back down for a kiss. His lips still find yours in the darkness, his tongue in your mouth as he angles his body to press against yours. A sizzle seems to shoot up your spine – it is as if the darkness makes it easier to speak, to think, without seeing Hwa directly and having that attention on you.
Hwa’s hands are running across your body, touching you all over carefully, waiting for you to signal that you’re ready to keep going. His lips are back on your neck as he nibbles there, adding more marks to the collection. Emboldened by the darkness, your hand covers one of his and pulls it upward toward your neck.
He pauses, lifting his head up from your neck. You can feel his steady breath against your skin, can hear the low timber of his voice against the backdrop of the storm when he goes, “Tell me.”
“Squeeze my neck,” You murmur and Hwa does so, his hand tightening around your skin.
Your eyes flutter closed at the sensation. He is so close to you now that your body is starting to scream for him once more but he seems content to keep you lusting for him in the darkness.
“Do you like that?”
You nod, knowing he can feel the motion.
“You like being treated like this by me?”
Another nod.
His breathing is changing. Subtle, just enough for you to realize how much he is enjoying how you submit to him, that you’ve touched yourself to him doing these things to you before the two of you even met.
“You really are just a perfect little whore,” Hwa says, releasing his hold just enough for you to sharply inhale and then he tightens once more, “It’s a shame I can’t see you right now, see how beautiful you look with my hand around your neck.”
He lets go, fully removing his boxers, the ruffle of fabric as it is tossed onto the floor before he shifts onto your body. It is an intoxicating sensation to have him skin to skin and your hands curl around his shoulders as your legs wrap around his small waist.
His cock is hard pressing against your thigh. The next kiss is messier, his spit in your mouth, his entire being taking over all your senses. Unable to see him, you have to go off the other senses like the small grunt of approval he makes when you arch your hips in a silent plea to fuck you and the ragged change of his breathing.
Hwa slips inside you easily from all the orgasms, your pussy slick with your wetness and his spit. He fills you to the hilt, his hips meeting yours as you take his entire cock in one swift motion. Your head rolls back, a moan toppling from in between your swollen lips as your hold onto his shoulder tightens.
He curls around your body, gripping the sheets next to your head as he slowly thrusts in your cunt. You no longer feel like yourself but instead as a being intertwined with Hwa so that your senses overlap with one another. Hwa curses quietly and bites down on your earlobe, giving it a sharp tug with his teeth.
“My whore,” He growls in your ear with a sort of lust you’ve never heard from anyone else before especially directed at you, “You feel so good wrapped around my cock.”
His lips find yours and you tug on his bottom lip with your teeth which elicits a groan of approval of him. The kiss deepens, his tongue is in your mouth, and you can feel some spit getting on your chin. You don’t even know who it belongs to and you don’t care. You’re bucking your hips to meet his ever quickening thrusts, your bodies growing hot together as the fucking continues.
“Say it again,” You plead in a broken voice and you don’t need to clarify what you’re asking to be repeated.
“My whore,” He grunts and thrusts particularly hard, driving his cock deeper in your soaking wet cunt, “You going to let me fuck you again after this? No more needing to watch my streams, I’ll fuck you into my fucking mattress any time you want.”
The words are too good to be true and you hope he isn’t just saying them because of how turned on he is. Your reply is a broken plea, half gibberish, half words and Hwa pushes away from you, grabbing your legs and bringing your feet onto his shoulders.
He leans forward, folding you like a doll as his hips snap against yours at a brisk pace. Your pussy is obscenely wet and you can hear it even if you cannot see him. Unable to hold onto Hwa, your hands grip the bedsheets so hard that they might tear.
“Hwa,” You gasp out and he knows – he knows because his hands are back around your neck and he’s fucking you into the bed, squeezing your throat while pounding into your cunt.
“You like when I choke you like this, you little whore? I know you do. I don’t even need to see your face to know how much you love it. I can tell by how your pussy tightens around me, by your whimpers and moans,” He says in an unsteady voice, sounding like sandpaper as his own orgasm draws just as close as yours, “Fuck, your pussy feels so good. Where do you want my load? You already took two of them down your throat, my slut.”
Hwa lets go of your neck but his pace is relentless. You are seconds away from finishing but manage to gasp out, “In my pussy, finish in my pussy. Choke me while I cum.”
Hwa, just like the rest of the night, where he has maintained the illusion of control while you’ve been the one in command, obeys. His hands are back where they belong and with one final thrust, you’re climaxing yet again.
“F-fuck,” He grunts, “You’re too tight clamping down on me like that –” His hands are off your neck, gripping the bed sheets next to your head once again.
Hwa shudders as he unloads in your cunt, filling you up with his warmth as you rock your hips against him, making sure that every drop of his cum is inside you. The two of you are making a ton of noise together as the final climax of the night goes on. Hwa pulls away from you so that your legs flop against the bed and his hands move to your back, pressing you against him.
He is kissing you as your climax winds down. Your bodies are slick with sweat, a collection of limbs wrapped around one another as if one of you, both of you, are afraid to lose each other in the darkness. As your intense orgasm begins to subside, Hwa lowers his head against your chest. The sound of your panting fills your ears; it feels as if you just ran a race.
Perfectly timed, the power returns. The purple light fills the room, making you wince as your eyes grow adjusted to the soft hue. Hwa carefully untangles himself from you, sitting up and running his fingers through his hair. His back is to you, the snake once again in your clear view.
His cum is smeared against your thighs, leaking out from in between your folds. You have never had this many orgasms in one night before and your entire body is exhausted.
Hwa slips out of the bed, opening the door and leaving, giving no care to his nakedness on display. You can see a light flick on in the kitchen, spilling into the narrow hallway as he rummages around for water. When he returns, he has two bottles as he shuts the door again before getting back into bed.
You prop yourself up, uncapping the water and drinking half of it promptly. Hwa finishes his entire bottle in a few gulps before turning his attention to you, who is now preoccupied with trying to get the sheet to cover up your body a bit.
“Getting modest on me?” He asks, still slightly of breath.
Your face grows warm at his words, grows warmer when he moves closer to you, draped out across the bed. Now that you can see him again, and his full attention is on you with no buffer, you feel shy – utterly ridiculous given what you just spent ages doing with him.
“Did you mean what you said?” You ask suddenly.
He raises one eyebrow, and distantly you think he would look good with a piercing there too. “Be a little more specific?”
Your grip tightens around the water bottle and it crackles a little from the pressure. “About us doing this again. About me being your….” You trail off, swallowing hard.
Hwa breaks out in a slow grin and goes, “Yeah, I meant it. I think we could have a lot of fun together,” He hesitates, the first time since meeting him, and adds, “I think it could be more than fun, if you understand what I mean.”
You did and it is enough to capitulate your heart into the stratosphere. He leans forward and his lips are against yours in the softest kiss of the night. The hold on the water bottle lessens as you melt into it, into him. His hands are on your cheeks, thumbs brushing your skin. When the kiss breaks, there is a shifting of energy that feels almost like a release of all the tension and anxiety that has bubbled in your chest ever since you stumbled into his stream all that time ago.
“My little whore,” Hwa says so affectionally that it feels like a cosmic shift in the usage of the word forever.
Hii, I love your writing style especially for enhypen as vampires. So may I request vampire enhypen members reacting to reader leaving scratches on their back after having sexual intercourse? How would they react when they see them? Thank you ^^
Omg I'M SO SORRY FOR THE LATE REPLY But this has been in my head since I first saw it so here you go anon ! <3 I made some during sex so hope you're good with it ✨
🔞 Hyung Line Vampire Boyfriend!Enhypen reaction to reader leaving scratches on their back after sex [Enhypen x afab!reader]
Warnings: smut!mdni, unprotected sex(wrap it before you tap it!), breeding kink, hard dom!Sunghoon, vampire!enhypen, afab!reader, scratchings, biting kink
nsfw under the cut
HEESEUNG will be REALLY cocky in my opinion. when you apologized to him for scratching his back till it bleeds slightly, boy his eyes goes golden from excitement. "that sounds hot baby, do I make you feel that good?" he smirks before hovering over you again, your legs instinctively wraps around his waist, recreating the scene a few hours before once more. "scratch me more babe, i'll return the favour for you," before you could ask, his hard cock is inside you once more as he bites on your neck, making you moan louder than before.
JAY would love the pain, which means to him that you're feeling really good. As he feels your nails digging into his back his thrusts will get faster. "Fuck baby, you're gonna cum? I can feel you leaving marks on my back baby, its not fair that I can't do the same," he pants as his cock grew harder inside you the harder you scratch him. He leans down to bite on your neck before releasing deep inside your pussy, as he laps your bleeding neck. Once you both calmed down, your eyes widened when you saw how much marks you left on him when he left for the bathroom to get a towel to clean you up. "Would love it if I can mark you as much as you did to me"
JAKE would be surprised. You did mention to him once that you wouldn't want to hurt him, but when he felt a sharp pain on his back whenever you guys are having sex recently, he got confused. "Babe, you love me and wouldn't want to hurt me right?" When you nodded your head, he turns and removed his shirt. "What is this then?" You stuttered on your words. Do you apologize? Do you tell him its because the sex was too good? Do you.. "You don't have t apologize babe, I was just playing" He chuckled. Right, he can read minds. "Why on my back? Why not in my chest where the boys can see me after I shower?"
SUNGHOON would get more turned on I swear. He lets out a deep groan whenever your nails dig into his back as he thrusts deep in you. The filthy sounds of your wet pussy everytime his cock pushes into you excites the both of you even more, making Sunghoon's eyes turn golden yellow as he watches you below him. "Yeah baby, you like leaving marks on me?" When you didn't answer him, you felt his hand on your neck, slightly cutting your air. "I asked you a question, pretty" You moaned out a faint yes and felt him going faster, reaching both of your highs almost immediately. "Didn't know you like leaving marks so bad baby, it actually feels good for me too," Sunghoon smirked at you.
・❥・p: lee heeseung x f!reader ❀ g: fluff, highschool!au ❀ w: none for now ❀ a/n: likes and reblogs are deeply appreciated! I'm actually proud of this fanfic coz I find it really cute :( How will Iseul act in front of Heeseung alone!・❥・
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LEE HEESEUNG, that was the name which has been going around the school ever since I came in. Do I hate him? Not particularly. Do I like him? I would be lying if I said I don’t have a crush on him. He was the only one in the school which have caught my attention, but I was sure I wasn’t the only one. Girls have been trying to talk to him and all he does is give them his signature smile, but never actually talked to them, except when he’s in a project group. Maybe this is the reason why girls have been talking about me because the only girl he's talking to is me, Park Iseul. I’ve been gaining more attention in the school ever since a group of girls saw me hanging out with him and his friends after school, even though his attitude towards me in school doesn’t really hide our closeness…
“Seul-ie!” I heard him shouting my name across the corridor, earning attention from the people around me since it was lunchtime. Heeseung runs up to me and hugs me from the back, giving me the smile which everyone adores. I rolled my eyes slightly and pinches his cheeks.
“I swear to god one day I die from embarrassment, it’ll be because of you, Heeseung.” I joked, earning a shocked expression from him. Jaeyun, or Jake, laughs at my comment before wrapping his arms around my shoulder.
“I don’t think you’ll die from embarrassment, sweetie, it’ll be from the nosebleed you’ll get from hanging out with us,” Jake said while ruffling my hair. He’s not wrong though, Heeseung’s friends are really good looking. Riki, or Niki’s laugh can be heard as Jake said that.
From Niki, the youngest, he has the intimidating look, but is actually a real softie. Girls also fall for his charm whenever he smiles, his eyes turn to small crescents. He’s in the school dance team, and they have been winning competitions thanks to him, a dance prodigy. Jake, I have to say he tied with Heeseung for his looks. He often goes to the gym with Niki, so his muscles are getting obvious, which… made the girls in school extra crazy. He calls me “sweetie” and “darling”, in and out of school, which made the juniors think we’re dating, and he loves that kind of attention.
“Seul-ie, wanna get lunch with us? We can get to class together later since we’re in the same lecture” Jungwon asked with a shy smile, with Sunoo nodding his head at his suggestion. Three of us have most of the classes together, I guess that’s how we got close since I’m always grouped with one of them or both for every group projects.
Jungwon have his own charms too, excels in all the subjects, and he’s helpful to his classmates who needed help with any subjects. His smile is soft too, just one sight of the smile can make your bad day disappear. Sunoo’s charm is his cute face and smile. He doesn’t only attract girls, but guys as well, and Sunoo doesn’t seem to mind it one bit. As much attention he gets, he does gets uncomfortable at times.
“Don’t I always have lunch with all of you? Speaking of which, where are Jay and my brother?” I asked as I tilt my head slightly at my own question, looking at Heeseung, who is in the same class as my brother. He just rests his chin on my shoulder before pointing to the front, where both men just appeared as if on cue.
Jongseong, or Jay as I would call him, my brother and Heeseung’s classmate. He’s popular for guitar performances during any school festivals, and… his smile. Okay, everyone’s smiles are charming, VERY charming. He’s always teasing me, calling me pet names like “love” or “kitten”, and always playfully stole my bag only to carry it home for me, and no one believes he’s older than me, because of that.
“You were looking for me, Lil’ sis? Do you miss your loving brother so much? Aww, my little furball missed me, cute little pumpkin” Sunghoon cooed as he pulls me away from Heeseung and pats my head before giving me a slight hug. I rolled my eyes at his sentence and pulls myself away from him. Yes, Park Sunghoon, one of the popular boys in my school along with the others, is my older brother. That is somehow the reason why Lee Heeseung talks to mebecause I’m his best friend’s little sister. Sunghoon can be overprotective, but he trusts his hyungs to take care of me whenever he’s not around. Gosh, we attend the same school and live under the same roof, I don’t get why he’s so overprotective. I’m not complaining though, at least he doesn’t mind me hanging out with him and his friends anytime, and I’ve grown fond of them over the time we’re together, treating them as my own older brothers.
“Do you have to end our cuddling session, Hoon?” Heeseung asked as he pulls me back to him and rests his chin on my shoulder again. I rolled my eyes again and looked at Sunghoon, raising my eyebrow and fold my arms together.
“One, don’t call me furball and pumpkin, in front of the whole school. Two, I was asking where were the both of you because I wanted to go for lunch now, I’m starving.” I said and my brother just laughs, nodding his head before greeting his other friends. I pulled myself away from Heeseung and went to Jungwon and Sunoo, earning a soft whine from Heeseung.
We get to the cafeteria and get ourselves a table to share the 8 of us. Girls were squealing as we walked in, all I did was walk behind Niki, who covered me completely from the crowd due to his tall frame, in fear of losing me to the wild girls around them. Jake, as usual, was giving everyone his charms, enjoying the attention very much before joining us on the table. I sat in the middle of Heeseung and Jake, while Sunghoon and Niki went to get our food, knowing my preferences quite well without asking me.
“Urgh, these girls are so loud, I can feel my brain cracking at their screeching” I commented as I lightly rest my head on Jake’s shoulder. I still have a few more hours of lecture, but my head couldn’t keep up. I felt Heeseung’s hand rubbing my shoulders slightly, relaxing my tensed muscles. “Why must you guys be that good looking to the point you attract attention everywhere in school?” I asked and looked at Heeseung, then to Jake.
“Can’t be helped, I guess? It’s okay, feel special darling. You’re the only girl which hangs out with us.” Jake shrugs and smiles at me. I just hummed tiredly, waiting for Niki and Sunghoon to come back with our lunch.
It took the both of them almost half an hour to get back to us since it’s lunchtime, it’s packed with students. I had my usual omelet rice with chicken while the others have noodles, Jake’s favorite dish. Heeseung have been feeding me a few times, but it’s nothing new between us. Each of the boys shows me their affection towards me in the own ways. Among them, Heeseung showed me the most affection after my brother, and I honestly enjoyed it, because its Lee Heeseung, the same guy which I have a slight crush on. Sunghoon and I are siblings, but most people won’t actually buy that, due to his extra affection towards me which sometimes ticks me off, but I got used to it, telling myself that’s just how brothers show their love towards their younger sister. He loves to tease me too, calling me all those gross nicknames in and out of school, but at home, he just sleeps his day away, or help me with my schoolwork.
Me, Sunoo and Jungwon head to our lecture room after we're done with our lunch, talking about our schoolwork while we walk, with the other boys being our bodyguard walking behind us. I feel like a princess with 7 good looking boys by my side, except one of them is my brother. We reached our lecture room and I overheard Sunoo asking everyone to wait for us before heading home together, and as usual, it’s a normal thing every day. I watched the others head off first, earning a wink from Heeseung which made my heart jumped, before heading in the room with Sunoo and Jungwon.
We managed to survive 3 hours of a very dry lecture. I woke Sunoo up from his slumber and head out with the both of them, clinging my arm onto Jungwon’s while at it. We met the others outside the school gate, earning a glare from Heeseung when he noticed my arm around Jungwon’s. He quickly turns away, but I noticed his face. Was it, jealousy? I’m not sure myself, but I shrugged it off. We started walking home slowly, talking about our days, but I noticed Heeseung was a little too quiet, but then again, I didn’t question anything. I went home with Sunghoon after getting our dinner, plopping myself on the sofa and sighed. Sunghoon noticed my sigh and tilts his head, giving a worried face.
“What’s wrong, Seul? School’s hard on you?” He asked as he went to the kitchen, getting drinks for the both of us as I set the food on the coffee table. I shake my head and hums softly, getting up and goes to you in the kitchen.
“Hoon oppa, is it.. wrong for me to hang out with you guys?” I leaned on the counter and folded my arms, looking at my brother with a confused face. He looked at me and raised his eyebrows, clearly not understanding the reason for my question. He walked up to me and hands me a glass of water, smiling softly.
“After years of spending time with us, why are you questioning now? Are you finally realizing that you’re annoying?” There he goes with his teasing, but this time something about that sentenced pierced my heart this time and I think I looked like I was about to burst into tears because Sunghoon’s face quickly changed again. “Hey hey, I’m kidding. Don’t cry, I promised mum not to make you cry again. You’re not annoying, nor it’s wrong for you to hang out with us. Why are you suddenly asking this?” He asked again, rubbing my head in hopes to prevent me from crying.
“Nothing it's just, nothing,” I said before going back to the living room. Sunghoon shakes his head slightly and follows behind, sitting on the floor while looking at me, the worried look is still lingering on his face. I smiled slightly, showing that I’m okay and he nods his head, taking his dinner and eating it while I turned on Netflix to watch. I rolled around the couch, poking my brother’s cheeks, patting his head, pinching his nose, everything is because I was bored.
After an hour we went to our room to get some sleep since we still have school the next day. I played with my phone, scrolling through my Instagram before getting a text message from someone. I smiled widely at the name which pops up and opens his message.
Heeseungie♡: Seul-ie, are you still awake?
I tilt my head at his question, smiling shortly after realizing he’s thinking about me before he went to bed.
Seul♫: I was about to sleep, what’s up, Hee?
I’m not gonna lie but I really like it when Heeseung texted me. I mean who doesn’t like their crush texting you first even though it's usually something random and out of the blue? I rolled on my bed while waiting for his reply, which appeared a few minutes later.
Heeseungie♡: Ah, nothing. Just wondering if you wanted to head to school with me tomorrow. You won’t say no, won’t you? I’ll wait outside your place at 8 am, I’ll tell Hoon I’ll pick you up. Goodnight princess~
I blinked at his text message and cringed a little at the nickname, but my heart jumped. He wants to meet me and head to school together? This is the first, usually, I and my brother would meet them somewhere before going together, but me and Heeseung? Alone, together? I smiled widely at the thought but I took a deep breath before falling asleep, hugging my deer plushie. Meanwhile, Sunghoon in his room, furrowing his eyebrows at Heeseung’s sudden request, smirking at himself and nods his head slowly.“Well surprise surprise, Heeseung has a crush on Lil’ sis, it's so obvious. Who would have thought the school’s sweetheart would have a crush on a dense child-like Iseul” He mumbled to himself and chuckles softly to himself, shaking his head. He laid on his bed and falls asleep after reminding himself to make the both of them breakfast before Iseul meets Heeseung.
synopsis: puppy love? thats what everyone calls it when someone has a crush on someone for the first time, right? park iseul (박이슬) is no different, she's never been in love, only a love-hate towards her brother park sunghoon. she thought she'll stay as a girl without a crush on someone, until she got into her first year in high school, and met her brother's classmate who is also his friend, who belonged to the most popular group of boys in the school, along with her brother and 6 other friends, two of which is in her class. his name is everywhere, it's no surprise if everyone knows about him...
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・❥・p: lee heeseung x f!reader ❀ g: fluff, highschool!au, SMUT to be added in future chapters ❀ w: none for now ❀ n: sunghoon is your brother, smut will NOT include anyone else other heeseung・❥・
A/N: I've had this in my laptop since 2016 so I figured I should release it hehe. If you have read it in AFF, yes its my own story and I changed the members from a different group to ENHYPEN ♡
☁️ Cat Hybrid!Heeseung reaction to you coming home after leaving him alone for a few hours 🩵
・❥・p: lee heeseung x y/n(afab) ❀ g: fluff, hybrid!heeseung, idol!y/n, clingy heeseung! ❀ w: none・❥・
✿ a/n: Fluffy boy Heeseung made me do this and saw @jungwontingz post so that fuelled me up more :( 🩵 May do a nsfw version soon after doing my upcoming Vamp!Enha reaction 👹
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Heeseung’s long black tail sways excitedly behind him as he watches your performance on the tv screen, ears twitching on his head while humming to the song. He found himself smiling to himself when the performance ended with your ending fairy, heart skipping a beat whenever he sees you smiling. He noticed your hairstyle for today’s stage is different, you looked like you have cat ears on your head. Heeseung paused on your face before tilting his head slightly, hands reaching up to his furry black ears. He smiled slightly before perking up at the sound of keys behind the door. He hops off the couch and ran towards the door, immediately hugging you as you entered through the door. “H-Hey! Hello to you too, Hee!” You giggled and returned the hug. You pat Heeseung’s head as he purrs against your neck, tail moving excitedly. “I missed you,” Heeseung pouts while twirling your hair. “Hee I was away for only a few hours,” You laughed before moving to the couch, with Heeseung sticking close to you. You looked down at the clingy hybrid on your lap and pats his head, scratching the back of his ears the way he likes it. “You’re not letting me go shower, aren’t you honey?” Heeseung shakes his head and snuggles closer to you. “You won’t let me shower with you so no, you owe me an hour of cuddles before you go shower,” Heeseung smiles at you innocently and kisses your cheek. You laughed and nods your head in defeat, continuing to pat his head and slowly enjoying the company and warmth Heeseung is giving.
☁️ How TXT members react when you, their secret s/o suddenly kiss them before they went on stage [TXT x gn!reader]
Warnings: None!
A/N: Feeling fluffy tonight so here you go 💜
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Yeonjun
“Y/N we need Yeonjun on stage in 10!” Soobin informed you before closing the door again. Yeonjun looks at you through the mirror and pouts, making you smile at him. You continue to finish up his makeup and he turns to you. “You’ll still be here when we’re done?” Yeonjun asked and you nodded your head, brushing away a stray hair from his face. “Of course, when do I not?” You smiles and leans to press a kiss on his plump lips. Yeonjun eyes widened at the sudden action and before he could lean in for more, a knock was heard at the door. He grumbles and you laughed, squeezing his hand. “I better get that kiss again when we’re done~”
Soobin
You stared at Soobin’s lips after applying lip balm. Soobin felt your stare and brushed it off as he thought that you were still applying makeup on him. When he felt soft lips presses against his own, he stared at you after you pulled away, mouth hanging at your boldness. “Babe anyone could have walked in-“ “but no one did~” you grinned and pecks his lips again. You can feel his panic the second time you kissed him and you laughed. “Soobin, don’t worry~ Everyone else is busy with their stuffs. Don’t you like my kisses? Is that why?” You stick out your lower lip, pouting playfully before yelping in pain when Soobin pinched your cheeks. He heard a knock on the door and stood up. “I’ll shower you with kisses when I’m done, alright love? Two can play that game”
Beomgyu
You felt Beomgyu burning holes into your skull as you talked to Yeonjun after finishing with his makeup. Once he went out to join the others and closed the door behind him, you turned to Beomgyu to touch up his face. He continues to pout at you, not letting you do your work properly. “Is this because I talked to Yeonjun?” “Why can’t we tell them we’re dating?” Beomgyu whines and you presses your finger on his pouting lips. “You know it will cost my job, and most probably yours. Come on, I have 3 minutes before they need you outside.” When Beomgyu continues to whine, you leans in and presses a kiss on his lips, making his jaw dropped. You reapplied the lip balm before smiling at him. He stood up and returns the kiss to you, giggling like a small boy. “I’ve been waiting for so long for that!”
Taehyun (ft. Beomgyu)
Your fingers was on Taehyun’s chin, holding his head up slightly as he dozed off suddenly while playing with his phone. You tried not to wake him up so he could have every precious minutes sleeping after working nonstop. You styled his hair gently and after making sure he is fully ready to be on stage, you nudged him gently. “Babe? You’re needed on stage in 5 minutes.” You softly told him while getting a bottle of water for him after he woke up. Taehyun opened his eyes and stretches slightly, smiling at you as you passed him the bottle. Just as you leaned in to press a kiss on his lips, the door burst opened and revealed a wide eyed Beomgyu, with Taehyun having the same reaction. “Oh uhm.. i’ll tell them you’ll be out in 2 minutes-“ You can hear the smirk in Beomgyu’s voice and pulls away as he closed the door. Taehyun’s cheeks turned pink as he stood up. “Well, time for me to bribe with him to not tell anyone” he chuckled before kissing your forehead, heading out of the door.
Hueningkai
“I might need you to stop singing for a while, honey. I can’t apply the lip gloss properly.” You huffed at Kai, as he continued to practice his lovely vocals. He looked at you at laughed, nodding his head. “Alright alright, only because you called me honey.” He scrunched his nose up and smiles as you applied the clear lip gloss. “Y/n, we need Kai soon!” You heard Yeonjun outside the door and acknowledged him. You looked at your boyfriend as he looked at you, winking playfully and blows you a kiss. That did it for you. You leaned in and captures his lips, earning a surprised hum from Kai. Once you pulled away, you saw him licking his lips with his ears turning red. “Well that’s one way to say I Love You without letting anyone know.” Kai laughed nervously. You giggled and reapplied the lip gloss before telling him to be on his way. “I’ll let you return the kiss when you’re back.” You pat his chest and gives him an air kiss playfully.
i love ur vamp!enha works so much!! if it isn't too much can i req vamp!enha legal line reaction to someone interrupting them when they get intimate? thank u sm!! 💗🫂
Oh my gahhh Thank youu ! 🩵
I LOVE Vamp!Enha concepts so much my imaginations are always running wild for them 🥳 Hehe thank you for your request! Hope you like it🩵
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🔞 Hyung Line Vampire Boyfriend!Enhypen reaction to another member walking in while having sex [Enhypen x afab!reader]
Warnings: smut!mdni, unprotected sex(wrap it before you tap it!), breeding kink, squirting, choking, oral sex (m!receiving), hard dom!Sunghoon, Possessiveness, vampire!enhypen, afab!reader, dirty talk(I tried), reader being controlled, biting kink, mentions of sharing, threesome on Jake’s, voyeurism
A/N: I’ll do hyung line for this as my brain is still on a pause for Jungwon/Sunoo smut for now💀 Please feed me with more vampire/fantasy creatures requests 🫶🏻 I’ll gladly do it😤 Pardon the excessive oral fixation coz personally I love it👹
Heeseung
“That’s it baby, take it all in.. so good for me…” Heeseung moaned, caressing the back of your head as you’re on your knees, his cock in your mouth. “Shouldn’t we close the door, Hee?” You pulled away to ask, looking up at him while licking your lips. You regretted stopping when Heeseung looked at you, eyebrows raised slightly as his eyes turned crimson red. You felt yourself being in a daze as you stare at him, leaning forward to take his cock in your mouth again. “It’s fine baby, you’re putting on a show for anyone who walks past, isn’t that right, Jake?” Heeseung smirked at the guest standing at the door. You bobbed your head faster, taking his cock deeper into your throat, making Heeseung groan and buck his hips up. He gently tapped your cheek, and you removed yourself from him, looking up at him and waited for further instructions patiently. Jake raised his eyebrows when you moved without Heeseung saying anything, letting out a knowing “ahh..” when you get on this bed on fours, facing Jake. Thats when he noticed your abnormal eye color. “Wanna have a go with her once I’m done with her?” Heeseung questioned while pushing in his cock into you from behind, making you moan out Jake’s name instead of Heeseung’s. He wasn’t mad that Jake was watching them, he’s actually enjoying it. And he was sure you will be too even if you weren’t being controlled by Heeseung. Jake nodded his head, feeling his own pants getting tighter the more he hears you moaning his name while getting pounded by Heeseung.
Jay
“Jay… it’s too big…” you whimpered when Jay pushes in his cock in you slowly, shushing you gently as he caressed your cheek. “I know, baby, just a little bit more, you’re doing so well for me..” Jay leaned down and kisses your neck, bottoming out fully and pressing his hips against you. “So fucking tight, did I not fuck you enough baby?” Jay moaned as he starts to thrust in you, groaning when you clenched around his cock. “God you feel so good-“ “Yo Jay have you seen y/n-“ Sunghoon paused after opening the door. Jay growled and fucks you harder, making you moan his name louder at the sudden change of pace. “GET OUT!” Jay turned and shouted at Sunghoon, who immediately slammed the door close. He turned his attention back to you and wrapped his fingers around your neck, choking you slightly. “I wanted to go all slow and nice for you, but the way you tighten around my cock when you heard Sunghoon’s voice made me think that you don’t deserve it, slut.” You whined as he hits your sweet spot, grabbing his hand which is around your throat. “Do I have to mark you permanently to remind you that you’re only mine? Do you baby?” Jay growls as he lick your neck, making you tensed up slightly when you felt his sharp fangs grazing against your neck. “Jay I’m close..” “Yeah? Cum for me baby, moan my name out loud so Sunghoon knows who you belongs to.” Jay grinned as his own pace gets sloppy, reaching his high with you and releases in you, painting your walls white. He released your neck and brings up your wrist to his lips. “Maybe not your neck for now, baby.” He smirked and bit on your wrist, breaking the skin and lapping on your blood before licking the wound to stop the bleeding. “Let’s see if you still moan his name while I’m fucking you, with him being in the room.”
Jake
You didn’t know how you got here, clothes long gone and kneeling in front of Jake, nuzzling your nose against his clothed hard cock. Jake watches you and bites down his lips, exposing his fangs slightly. His eyes changing to a bright red shade and you look up at him. “Go on baby, lets see how good you are with your mouth.” Jake coos at you and you slowly pull down his pants along with his boxers. His hard cock springs out and hits your cheek and you immediately lick the tip, earning a moan from Jake. “That feels good, take it in baby,” Jake groans when he heard the wet sound as you suck on him, feeling himself getting harder in your warm mouth. Jake heard the door open, snickering when he saw Jay coming in and closing the door. “Damn you weren’t kidding when you said you’ll do it.” Jay said, watching you continue sucking Jake and not giving any attention to the newcomer. You felt Jake’s finger on your chin, pulling his cock out of your mouth and tilt your head up to look at him. “How rude of you to not acknowledge Jay when he comes in. Kneel in front of him baby, and suck him off while I fuck you from behind.” Jake orders and you moved towards Jay who is sitting on Jake’s bed, dropping to your knees and automatically removed his pants and take his growing cock into your mouth without questions. Jay licks his lips and pushes your head down to take him further, while Jake positions behind you and thrusts his cock into you.
Sunghoon
“Look at you taking my cock so well, fucking slut.” Sungoon growls as he pounds into you, his fangs baring into your neck, slightly puncturing it and licking the blood oozing out. You already came twice but Sunghoon wants to make you squirt. Sunghoon being a vampire means his stamina is better than normal humans, and you were loving it. He presses your head down against the mattress as he picks up the speed, letting out moans when you clenched around his cock, knowing you are getting close to your third orgasm. “You gonna cum, doll? Squirt around my cock and make a mess all over the bed?” You nodded and grips on the sheets, whipping your head up when you heard the door open. Heeseung stopped in his tracks as he watches you getting pounded hard, Sunghoon looked at him as his eyes changed to red, not stopping his pace and hitting your spot harder. You moaned loudly, borderline screamed as you came hard, squirting all over Sunghoon’s cock. He pulls out and rubs your pussy, making you release more while smirking at Heeseung, who stood there with a really obvious bulge in his pants. “You came hard when Heeseung came in, slut. Did you like that? People watching you getting fucked hard? He must have enjoyed that too, maybe next time he can join us.” Sunghoon smacked your ass, while you lay down trying to catch your breath. “Yes please…” You weakly said, while looking at Heeseung.
