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NAHHH this is straight up insanity hello?!?!
i just reread han’s fic and that was too low in the ranking, it’s definitely top 3 for me
hiii do you think you could do like a doctor based series?! inspo from the kdramas hospital playbook/resident playbook?!
hi love 🩷 i’m really sorry, but i don’t think i could to this one. i very rarely watch hospital related kdramas because they’re a bit triggering for me, so i don’t think i’d be able to write this kind of fic
thank you so much for the suggestion though and i’m really sorry, hope you understand 🫶🏻
a guide to make a friendship weird
pairing: jeongin x reader
genre: friends to lovers; smut
wc: 5.2k
warnings: masturbation (f! and m!); fingering; handjob; dom!jeongin; praising; orgasm denial; edging; begging; squirting; dirty talk; voyeurism; exhibitionism
summary: home alone, a shocking reveal, and unresolved feelings lead to a facetime with your best friend jeongin that should’ve ended after the first two minutes. and if we add a bit of alcohol to the mix, what could possibly go wrong?
live: unfiltered series
you are horny and have been all day.
it’s as simple as that.
you’ve been on holiday for almost a week now, stuck in this family getaway with your cousins running around all day as all of your parents chat nonstop. there’s only two days left until you’re finally back in seoul, back to your normal life, but right now that feels like an eternity.
the restlessness clings to you like a second skin, making everything feel wrong and frustrating all at once. you can’t shake it, that dream that you had last night keeps replaying in your head, pulling at your thoughts no matter how hard you try to push it down. jeongin was there in your dream, your best friend, the same friend you’ve crushed on for longer than you’d admit even to yourself. in your dream, he was fucking you and touching you like you wanted him to and now, your body won’t let it go.
the unrequited part stings the most because you know he doesn’t feel the same way about you, and you know that telling him how you feel risks losing what you already have. it’s better to keep him close as your friend than risk having nothing at all, at least that’s what you think. but the desire burns anyway, mixing with that pain of knowing it’s one-sided, leaving you aching in ways you can’t show.
you shift in your seat during another meal with your family, trying to focus on the conversation, but your mind drifts back to how the dream made you feel seen and wanted by him. this is not the first time this happens and if you have to be honest, this constant loop of longing and restraint is exhausting.
the ache between your legs has only grown worse during the day, your thighs pressing together under the table in a futile attempt to ease the throbbing. you need to do something about this, anything to take the edge off before it drives you insane. your mind keeps flashing back to your dream, to jeongin’s hands on you, but you push it aside again.
your mum leans over, smiling as she tells you that everyone is heading out for dinner at a nearby spot that night, something casual and fun to wrap up the day. the idea of sitting through another long meal surrounded by your family makes your stomach twist with frustration and that’s when the lie slips out easily.
“my head hurts”, you say as you rub your temple, “i think i will stay in tonight”
she frowns, concerned about you, and the rest of your family chimes in with questions and offers to stay behind with you. it takes a few minutes of gentle convincing, assuring them it’s just a headache, that you’ll be fine alone and that they should go enjoy themselves, and eventually they give in. some hours later, they grab their things, close the door behind them, and the house finally falls into silence as their voices fade down the driveway.
you’re finally alone.
you move to your room and lock the door as you enter. your body feels like it’s on fire, every nerve alive with anticipation. your dream isn’t the only reason why you’re like this and you know it, you know exactly why you’re so turned on right now and it’s because your favourite camboy goes live every week at this exact hour. it’s not the first time you see his lives, not even close. you’ve watched almost all of them, your fingers buried deep inside you while his hands stroked his cock on screen, never showing his face, not that you really cared if you’re honest.
you sit on your bed with your phone ready and you feel your nipples already tight and your cunt wet, your body sensitive from the day’s constant arousal. the livestream is about to start and just thinking about it makes your body tremble. your thoughts drift back to your dream for a moment, mixing with the camboy, but right now all that matters is the livestream that’s about to begin and the orgasm you’re chasing to finally quiet this relentless heat.
the livestream begins and the boy appears from the neck down, shirtless, his chest on full display under the soft lighting. it’s not too long before the comments start flooding the chat as well as the donations.
cumslut: been waiting all week for this
princessonline: show us how hard you are
his hand dips beneath the camera frame and then comes up wrapped around his already half-hard cock as he groans. you can’t take it anymore, you tug your shorts and panties down impatiently and then your fingers finally part your folds and you push two fingers inside you, moving them in time with his strokes on screen, imagining it’s his cock stretching you instead.
edgequeen: he’s so big
user69: i wish you were in my throat
he strokes his cock from base to tip, his balls tightening visibly as he grows fully erect. the veins stand out along his cock as the tip keeps leaking steadily. you lie back and then your hips lift off the bed, fucking your own fingers harder. you add another finger, the stretch burning as your juices coat your palm and drip down your body onto the sheets. moans bubble up from your throat every time he groans on screen, his deep sounds making your walls clench around your fingers.
you picture yourself riding him, sinking down on that cock until it hits your deepest spots, his hands gripping your hips while he thrusts up into you and never stops. his hand starts moving faster, the sounds of his stroking matching the noises coming from your cunt. your thumb rubs circles over your clit, your orgasm building fast and hot in your core now.
the unrequited ache for jeongin flickers through your mind for a moment, how badly you wish it was him wanting you like this, touching you like you’re touching yourself, but you shake the thought off and then focus on chasing your release.
user69: fuck he’s so hot
princessonline: i wanna ride that cock
you look at him, his fingers spreading what his cock is leaking and that’s enough to tip you over. your fingers curl against your spot inside you as your cunt spasms and gushes around them. a broken cry leaves your lips at the same time that the boy’s cock jerks hard as he comes, his cum painting his skin as he milks himself through it with those same guttural groans.
cumslut: fuck i wanna use my tongue to clean you up
you lie in your bed panting as you start to come down from your orgasm, your body still trembling as you pull your fingers out of you. you see the boy trembling too, his hands moving to grab onto something until he catches his breath, and then, he does something new.
he leans back, the camera angle shifting just enough to reveal his face for the first time, and at that moment, jeongin’s familiar eyes meet the lens. he winks once and then ends the livestream. the screen goes black and your reflection stares back at you, your own wide eyes showing how stunned you feel.
no, no, that couldn’t have been-
your finger shakes as you tap the screen, trying to refresh the page as though somehow that wasn’t the real ending and there was something else, as though your mind had imagined a face that wasn’t really there. of course, nothing happens and the only thing left now is your racing heartbeat.
“... j-jeongin?”
his name barely leaves your lips, sounding foreign in the silence of your room. your best friend, the one you’ve spent countless days with, the same jeongin whose smile has become your favourite thing in the world, the same jeongin that sent you photos of all the hironos he saw because you always said that they reminded you of him.
nothing could have prepared you for this, not a thousand guesses or a million possibilities. if someone had asked you an hour ago to name every person on earth who could secretly be the anonymous camboy you watched, jeongin would have been the very last name to cross your mind.
“oh my god”
you bury your face in your hands as every single livestream flashes through your memory all at once. you think about all the nights you had spent with him after the livestreams finished, the times he had texted you asking if you wanted to grab dinner together, the times he had complained about being tired without ever explaining why, the days he had mysteriously disappeared for a bit before replying to your texts again.
heat crawls up your neck until your ears feel like they’re on fire. you remember the number of times that you thought about jeongin while you had your fingers buried inside you as you watched the livestreams, how your mind would drift towards him, and then guilt replaces part of the embarrassment that you’re feeling right now, because it is one thing to watch someone and fantasise about your best friend, it’s another thing to watch your best friend with his hands on his cock for everyone to see.
did he know you watch him?
no, he couldn’t, he had no way of knowing you were one of his viewers. your username wasn’t connected to your real identity and you never sent any comments or donations. you never interacted outside of simply… watching.
logically, there was no reason he would ever connect you to his account, but logic isn’t helping you right now, your imagination is and your imagination is cruel.
what if he’d recognised something?
what if there had been some tiny clue?
what if you had ever said something that you don’t remember now?
what if-
“no”, you say as you shake your head and then you force yourself to breathe.
your mind drifts back to the ending, to his wink, and you wonder why he did that today, what made him decide to show his face when he’s never done that before. you keep staring blankly at your phone as the minutes pass, for longer than you realise, as your thoughts circle endlessly.
should you pretend nothing happened?
should you never mention it?
should you stop watching his livestreams?
would you even be able to look him in the eye when you got back to seoul?
would he notice something was different?
it’s in the middle of these thoughts when your phone suddenly rings so loud that you jump on your bed, the sound slicing through the silence. your heart lurches when you look at the screen and you see a facetime call filling the screen.
it’s from jeongin, of course.
your breath catches as the phone continues ringing in your trembling hands. normally, you’d answer as soon as you saw him calling you, but today, your thumb hovers uselessly over the screen, not letting you answer it.
you can’t face him, at least not right now. the ringing continues and you imagine him waiting on the other side, completely unaware of the storm currently unfolding inside your head. the call ends and the silence crashes back into your room. another wave of guilt washes over you because you never ignore his calls, never. if anything, he’s usually the one who forgets to answer sometimes because he leaves his phone god knows where.
you inhale slowly through your nose, hold it and then exhale. it helps you a bit but your pulse is still far too fast. you push yourself upright on the bed, only then becoming painfully aware of your current state - you’re still half naked. you stand up and walk towards the wardrobe, grabbing a fresh pair of underwear and some shorts before you move to the bathroom attached to your room.
you lean against the sink for a second, staring at the mirror and you barely recognise yourself, your cheeks still flushed and your eyes still open wide. you turn on the tap, splashing cool water over your face and then you grab a towel, cleaning yourself up. once you’re clean enough, you put the panties and shorts on before you return to your bed, sitting cross-legged on it with your phone resting in your lap.
you stare at jeongin’s contact for nearly a minute - you could pretend you never saw his call or you could text him instead, saying you were out and couldn’t talk right now, but you decide against it because you know that would only make things worse, he’d already know something was wrong.
you take one deep breath and then press the button and before the second ring can even start, jeongin appears on your screen.
“finally!”
his grin is immediate, warm enough to soften inside you the part of you that was screaming at you not to do this. his hair looks slightly damp, as though he’d showered not too long ago.
“hey”, you manage to say.
his smile widens, “you missed my call”
“i know”, you say before you clear your throat, “i was… in the bathroom”
“it’s fine, don’t worry”, he says, and then he studies your face, his smile softening almost imperceptibly, “you okay?”
your stomach tightens because he’s too observant, he’s always been that way with you.
“yeah, i’m fine”
“you sure?”
“mmhm”, you say, nodding your head.
“you don’t sound very convincing”, he says.
you force a small laugh, “yeah, i just… didn’t sleep much last night”
his eyebrows lift, “really?”
“yeah”
“are you that excited to see me again?”, he says, teasing you now.
“oh no, i’m already dreading it”, you say, making him laugh, which relaxes you a tiny bit.
“well, in that case, then i don’t wanna see you either”, he says and you shake your head laughing now.
the knot in your chest loosens ever so slightly and for a few precious minutes, everything almost feels normal. he tells you what he has done these past days without you - even though you’ve texted each other constantly - and you tell him everything you’ve done and seen during your holidays with your family.
the conversation is no different from the ones you’ve always had, flowing in the familiar way you’ve built over years of friendship. it’s easy and effortless and yet, every time he smiles, your thoughts threaten to drift, and every time he looks directly into the camera, you’re reminded of a different screen, a different moment.
you hate that your brain keeps making that connection. you don’t want to feel as though there’s a new wall between the two of you, you already had to deal with your crush on him for now to-
“y/n?”
you had been trying so hard to act naturally that you hadn’t even realised you had stopped responding.
“what?”
you see his smile fading a bit, “you sure you’re okay?”
you try to smile at him but it doesn’t reach your eyes, he can see it.
“yeah”, you say, but he doesn’t believe you.
he scratches the back of his neck, “you keep zoning out”
you hadn’t even realised, “i-i’m sorry”
“it’s okay, i just…”, he says, his voice light as his eyes remain fixed on your face, “i know you and i know something’s bothering you”
jeongin waits patiently on the other side of the screen, giving you the space to answer if you want to and you find yourself wondering whether you’re capable of looking him in the eye and pretending, just a little longer, that nothing has changed. he looks at you a bit more and then speaks again.
“you know what? let’s have a drink”
you raise an eyebrow, “a drink?”
“mmhm”, he nods his head.
“you remember i’m not in seoul, right?”
“i know, but just because you’re not here doesn’t mean we can’t drink together”, he says as he gestures towards his phone, “we’ve got facetime”
you stare at him, “are you serious?”
“yeah”, he nods his head again.
you think about it, how it may help your mind stop spinning for a while, forget what happened during the live. jeongin seems to notice your hesitation.
“oh, come on”, he says as his smile softens, “we can just hang out like we usually do, no pressure”
“okay”, you hear yourself say, you don’t even realise the word has escaped your lips.
his face immediately brightens, “perfect! do you have beer and soju?”
“yes, my uncle bought a few bottles yesterday”
“okay, go and get them!”
you shake your head smiling and then leave your room, carrying your phone with you all the way. when you get to the kitchen, you open the fridge and find some cans of beer on the top shelf and an unopened bottle of soju.
you pick both up and lift them towards the camera, “found them!”
“me too!”, he says as he shows you his drinks, “now, go back to your room”
“bossy”, you say, which makes him laugh.
you pick up a glass and then go back to your room. once you’re inside, you reach for the lock and then lock your room again. you’re not really sure why you do it but you don’t dwell on it either. you return to your bed and sit down with your back against the headboard. at the same time, you see jeongin sitting back down on his sofa before he looks at you again and smiles.
“ready?”, he asks you.
“you remember that i’m a total lightweight, right?”
his grin grows wider, “oh… i forgot”
“no, you didn’t”
he laughs again, “of course i didn’t, you always get very… talkative”
“i do not!”
you absolutely do.
he’s still laughing and you can’t help laughing with him. he reaches offscreen and returns with one glass.
“so, the important part now… beer first and then the soju”
both of you work at the same time: you open the beers first, pour them carefully and then reach for the soju bottles and pour that one too, tiny bubbles rushing to the surface of your glasses as the drinks mix together.
you look at your glass as you only hope that the alcohol will quiet your thoughts before your heart decides to say something you’re not supposed to.
“cheers”, jeongin says as he lifts his glass towards the camera.
you mirror the gesture, holding yours up as if you were actually sitting across from each other.
“cheers”
of course the glasses never touch, but you both smile anyway before taking your first sip. you both talk as you drink, the conversation never stopping, something that hasn’t changed from the day you first met. the heaviness from earlier becomes easier to carry, it’s not gone but you feel yourself a bit more relaxed and calm now.
however, every now and then, your eyes drift towards his face, especially his smile, and every single time, your thoughts threaten to wander somewhere they absolutely shouldn’t, so you pull them back before they can.
“round two”, jeongin says as he notices both of your glasses are empty.
you prepare your drinks again, like you did before, beer first then soju but just as you’re doing it, jeongin speaks again.
“easy”
you stop, “what?”
he points at your glass, “that’s a bit too much, don’t you think?”
you look at your glass and then shrug your shoulders, “it’s fine”
he takes a sip of his glass before looking back at you.
“just… go easy, okay? i think you’re getting a little tipsy”
“i’m okay, don’t worry”, you say as you finally stop.
“... okay”, he says, “small sips”
“yes, dad”
“i knew you’d say that”, he says as you take a sip from your drink.
“you walked right into it”
the second glass disappears faster than the first one and even though you’re not fully drunk, the careful filter you usually keep over your words begins to feel… thinner, making you stop overthinking every word that leaves your mouth, which leads to you not realising what you say before you actually do it.
“i really needed this… my head has been annoying me all day… and it was your fault. well, yours and your stupid livestream”
jeongin’s smile fades, shock replacing it instead, “my what?”
“your livestream”, you say again, not fully realising what you’re saying, “the one you just did”, you say as you wave your hand vaguely, as if that explains everything, “i didn’t know it was you because, well… you had never shown your face before”, you say, as a laugh escapes you, “but also last night… i had a dream about you, and i… i couldn’t stop thinking about you all day so yeah… this is all your fault”
he looks at you carefully, as though trying to decide whether to ask something or not, and when he finally speaks, his voice is quiet, because he’s completely lost.
“y/n, wha-”
you look up at the screen as you cut in, “jeongin, i have a crush on you”
at that moment, your own words echo inside your head and you finally realise what you’ve just done.
“oh”, you say, your stomach dropping and the alcohol haze evaporating all at once, “oh no… i-”, you clap a hand over your mouth, “i did not just say that”
jeongin is still staring at you so you take the opportunity to speak again.
“i-”, you begin as you shake your head rapidly, “forget i said anything, please. i…”, you squeeze your eyes shut, “i wasn’t supposed to tell you like this, or to tell you at all. i know you don’t feel the same way and this is probably really awkward, i just…”
“hey”, he says, his voice gentle making you stop talking, “y/n, look at me”
reluctantly, you do, and even though you can see the surprise on his face, there’s something else there too.
“i have a crush on you too, y/n”
“... what?”
a tiny smile appears on his face and then he chuckles, “i’m serious, i like you, y/n”
“you’re joking”
“i’m not”
you stare at him, searching his face for any sign that he’s teasing you but you don’t find one there.
“i never wanted to risk losing our friendship so i never said anything”, he continues.
you look at him, not knowing what to say, not knowing if this is real or not, maybe you drank more than you thought.
“but, y/n… what you said, about you watching my livestreams…”
you freeze, “oh no…”
his smile returns, and this time it’s a smile you’ve never seen on his face, and you know that whatever happens now is gonna change everything.
“you watched them often?”, he asks you and when you don’t answer him, he hums, “i’ll take that as a yes”
your face grows hotter under his gaze, his eyes locking onto the camera with an intensity that makes your breath hitch. you’ve never seen him like this and you have to admit that you like it, a bit too much maybe.
“tell me what you do during my lives, y/n”, he says as he leans in closer.
your body freezes and your heart starts pounding so hard you can feel it in your chest. his words make your cunt clench and you feel wet again, your arousal starting to drip down your thighs. he smirks, clearly enjoying the power he has on you even through the screen.
“darling, it’s not fair that you get to see everything i do while i don’t even know a damn thing about how you get off to it”, he says, “go on, show me”
you’re not sure how your conversation turned into this, but you don’t fucking care. heat floods your face and pools lower, your body responding to him and his words instantly. the dominance in his tone makes your cunt ache, and without thinking, your fingers move to your shorts, moving over your swollen clit over the fabric, letting him see what you’re doing through the screen.
“that’s it, darling, i can almost see you getting wetter from here. keep going, and tell me exactly how you touch yourself to my livestreams”
you swallow hard, your voice barely a whisper, “i… i rub my clit and push my fingers inside while you stroke your cock. i-i get so wet it drips everywhere”
he hums and smirks, “mmhm. i think it would be so much better if you showed it to me instead of just saying it”
your hand slides under your t-shirt, gripping your breast over your bra before you trail it down to press against your shorts again. you grind your palm over your clothed cunt, feeling the damp spot grow as you rock your hips.
“that’s cute, but not what i meant”, he says, his voice dropping even lower now, “you’ve seen me completely naked, it’s only fair i see you naked too. take those clothes off. now”
shivering with a mix of embarrassment and how incredibly turned on you are, you obey him, taking off your t-shirt and bra first, letting him see your breasts, your nipples already hard and begging for attention. then you take your shorts and panties off, leaving you fully naked on the bed, your legs spread open and wide towards the phone.
jeongin groans at the sight, “perfect. now touch yourself and let me hear those pretty sounds”
your fingers move to your now exposed cunt, circling your clit and making sparks shoot up your spine. the cool air hits your wet folds, making you even more sensitive as you spread your legs wider for jeongin to see.
“fuck, it feels so good”, you moan as you slide two fingers down to tease your entrance before pushing them inside.
“describe it to me, y/n”, jeongin says, his eyes dark and hungry on the screen, “tell me how good you’re feeling right now and what you’re thinking about while you fuck that tight hole”
“you”, you gasp out, adding another finger and moaning louder as they slide in without any resistance, “i’m thinking about you and your cock, how much i want it stretching me open instead of my fingers”
jeongin’s smirk widens, “that’s my girl. keep going, tell me how badly you need me”
“i need you so much”, you whine, curling your fingers to hit that sensitive spot inside you, “i need your mouth on me, your cock, just… anything, p-please- jeongin”
he chuckles darkly, “i wanna lick you clean, darling, bury my tongue in that dripping pussy and taste every drop of you while you scream my name”
your walls flutter around your fingers at his words, another gush of wetness soaking your hand, “i wanna see you too”, you beg him, your eyes locked on the screen now, “please, show me your cock”
“but have you been a good girl?”, he teases you, “do you deserve it?”
“yes”, you moan as your orgasm builds fast, “i’ve been so good, watching you and touching myself just like this every time”
jeongin can see the way your body tenses, your thighs shaking and your moans pitching higher as you near the edge.
“stop”, he says, “don’t come yet. not until i’m ready to come with you”
you stop, pulling your soaked fingers out with a frustrated whimper, your cunt clenching around nothing now, so close to your orgasm that it hurts. your eyes plead with the camera, begging silently as your chest heaves. but then you see how he moves back and then takes all of his clothes off, his hand moving to his cock and spreading the precum beading at the tip.
jeongin’s hand wraps tightly around his thick cock and your eyes lock onto the sight, your naked body still spread wide on the bed, your pussy throbbing from the denial.
“look at you, darling”, he says, his eyes fixed on your cunt through the camera, “you must wanna put that pretty mouth to use on me right? wrap those lips around my cock and suck me down while you finger that soaked pussy?”
“yes, fuck yes”, you beg, your voice cracking.
your hand twitches towards your clit, desperate to touch yourself again, but jeongin’s sharp tone cuts through.
“stop. hands off. don’t you dare touch yourself until i say so”
you whimper in frustration, pulling your fingers away just as they brush your folds, your cunt clenching emptily and sending another trickle of arousal down your thighs. your nipples ache and you arch your back, moaning at the image of him jerking off for you. he strokes his cock harder now, his hips thrusting into his fist.
“that’s it”, he says, “keep moaning for me. imagine my cock stretching your throat, fucking your face while you choke on it”
your body trembles, your thighs shaking as you fight the urge to move your finger back inside you again. every stroke he makes makes your cunt flutter, you’re so wet it’s pooling beneath you.
“p-please, jeongin, i-i need it”, you whine, your voice breathy and desperate, “i need you, i… i need to come”
he chuckles again, slowing his strokes to edge himself, “not yet. be a good girl for me and wait”
your begging intensifies, your hips bucking against nothing as you tell him how badly you want him, but he denies you again when your hand slips too close without you realising.
“stop”, he says again and you do, panting, your orgasm hovering right at the edge and then, when his breathing grows ragged and his cock swells in his grip, he groans louder than before, “now, finger yourself again. make that pussy come with me”
you don’t wait any longer, you move three fingers deep into your soaked cunt while your thumb circles your clit. more moans pour from your lips, mixing with his grunts as his hand moves faster around his cock.
“fuck, yes, think about my tongue licking every drop from your pussy”, he says and that is enough to push you over.
your orgasm hits explosively, your walls clamping down on your fingers as you squirt around them, your juices coming out in waves that soak the sheets. your vision blurs, your body convulsing with pleasure while jeongin groans loudly, his cum coming out in thick ropes across his stomach and hand as he comes with you. you both ride it out together, your screams echoing as his release paints his skin and your cunt keeps pulsing and dripping endlessly.
once your orgasms end, you both stare at the screen, your chest heaving and your faces red.
“that was… intense”, you whisper, a shy smile tugging at your lips as you look at the mess between your legs and realise what has just happened.
jeongin smirks, wiping his cum slowly, “you were perfect, y/n, don’t overthink it. just watching you come like that for me and thinking you’ve done that every time, i… fuck-”, he leans closer, his voice softening but still dominant, “when do you arrive in seoul?”
“in two days. at 6”, you reply, still catching your breath.
“good. i’ll take you out for dinner that night”, he says, his eyes gleaming, “and if you’re good enough, i’ll give you a private show later”
a/n: we didn't have our maknae ON top but he's still the best top 😎 thank you so much for reading again, only three to go now: my han girlies get ready for the ride hip hip
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a guide to make a friendship weird
pairing: jeongin x reader
genre: friends to lovers; smut
wc: 5.2k
warnings: masturbation (f! and m!); fingering; handjob; dom!jeongin; praising; orgasm denial; edging; begging; squirting; dirty talk; voyeurism; exhibitionism
summary: home alone, a shocking reveal, and unresolved feelings lead to a facetime with your best friend jeongin that should’ve ended after the first two minutes. and if we add a bit of alcohol to the mix, what could possibly go wrong?
live: unfiltered series
you are horny and have been all day.
it’s as simple as that.
you’ve been on holiday for almost a week now, stuck in this family getaway with your cousins running around all day as all of your parents chat nonstop. there’s only two days left until you’re finally back in seoul, back to your normal life, but right now that feels like an eternity.
the restlessness clings to you like a second skin, making everything feel wrong and frustrating all at once. you can’t shake it, that dream that you had last night keeps replaying in your head, pulling at your thoughts no matter how hard you try to push it down. jeongin was there in your dream, your best friend, the same friend you’ve crushed on for longer than you’d admit even to yourself. in your dream, he was fucking you and touching you like you wanted him to and now, your body won’t let it go.
the unrequited part stings the most because you know he doesn’t feel the same way about you, and you know that telling him how you feel risks losing what you already have. it’s better to keep him close as your friend than risk having nothing at all, at least that’s what you think. but the desire burns anyway, mixing with that pain of knowing it’s one-sided, leaving you aching in ways you can’t show.
you shift in your seat during another meal with your family, trying to focus on the conversation, but your mind drifts back to how the dream made you feel seen and wanted by him. this is not the first time this happens and if you have to be honest, this constant loop of longing and restraint is exhausting.
the ache between your legs has only grown worse during the day, your thighs pressing together under the table in a futile attempt to ease the throbbing. you need to do something about this, anything to take the edge off before it drives you insane. your mind keeps flashing back to your dream, to jeongin’s hands on you, but you push it aside again.
your mum leans over, smiling as she tells you that everyone is heading out for dinner at a nearby spot that night, something casual and fun to wrap up the day. the idea of sitting through another long meal surrounded by your family makes your stomach twist with frustration and that’s when the lie slips out easily.
“my head hurts”, you say as you rub your temple, “i think i will stay in tonight”
she frowns, concerned about you, and the rest of your family chimes in with questions and offers to stay behind with you. it takes a few minutes of gentle convincing, assuring them it’s just a headache, that you’ll be fine alone and that they should go enjoy themselves, and eventually they give in. some hours later, they grab their things, close the door behind them, and the house finally falls into silence as their voices fade down the driveway.
you’re finally alone.
you move to your room and lock the door as you enter. your body feels like it’s on fire, every nerve alive with anticipation. your dream isn’t the only reason why you’re like this and you know it, you know exactly why you’re so turned on right now and it’s because your favourite camboy goes live every week at this exact hour. it’s not the first time you see his lives, not even close. you’ve watched almost all of them, your fingers buried deep inside you while his hands stroked his cock on screen, never showing his face, not that you really cared if you’re honest.
you sit on your bed with your phone ready and you feel your nipples already tight and your cunt wet, your body sensitive from the day’s constant arousal. the livestream is about to start and just thinking about it makes your body tremble. your thoughts drift back to your dream for a moment, mixing with the camboy, but right now all that matters is the livestream that’s about to begin and the orgasm you’re chasing to finally quiet this relentless heat.
the livestream begins and the boy appears from the neck down, shirtless, his chest on full display under the soft lighting. it’s not too long before the comments start flooding the chat as well as the donations.
cumslut: been waiting all week for this
princessonline: show us how hard you are
his hand dips beneath the camera frame and then comes up wrapped around his already half-hard cock as he groans. you can’t take it anymore, you tug your shorts and panties down impatiently and then your fingers finally part your folds and you push two fingers inside you, moving them in time with his strokes on screen, imagining it’s his cock stretching you instead.
edgequeen: he’s so big
user69: i wish you were in my throat
he strokes his cock from base to tip, his balls tightening visibly as he grows fully erect. the veins stand out along his cock as the tip keeps leaking steadily. you lie back and then your hips lift off the bed, fucking your own fingers harder. you add another finger, the stretch burning as your juices coat your palm and drip down your body onto the sheets. moans bubble up from your throat every time he groans on screen, his deep sounds making your walls clench around your fingers.
you picture yourself riding him, sinking down on that cock until it hits your deepest spots, his hands gripping your hips while he thrusts up into you and never stops. his hand starts moving faster, the sounds of his stroking matching the noises coming from your cunt. your thumb rubs circles over your clit, your orgasm building fast and hot in your core now.
the unrequited ache for jeongin flickers through your mind for a moment, how badly you wish it was him wanting you like this, touching you like you’re touching yourself, but you shake the thought off and then focus on chasing your release.
user69: fuck he’s so hot
princessonline: i wanna ride that cock
you look at him, his fingers spreading what his cock is leaking and that’s enough to tip you over. your fingers curl against your spot inside you as your cunt spasms and gushes around them. a broken cry leaves your lips at the same time that the boy’s cock jerks hard as he comes, his cum painting his skin as he milks himself through it with those same guttural groans.
cumslut: fuck i wanna use my tongue to clean you up
you lie in your bed panting as you start to come down from your orgasm, your body still trembling as you pull your fingers out of you. you see the boy trembling too, his hands moving to grab onto something until he catches his breath, and then, he does something new.
he leans back, the camera angle shifting just enough to reveal his face for the first time, and at that moment, jeongin’s familiar eyes meet the lens. he winks once and then ends the livestream. the screen goes black and your reflection stares back at you, your own wide eyes showing how stunned you feel.
no, no, that couldn’t have been-
your finger shakes as you tap the screen, trying to refresh the page as though somehow that wasn’t the real ending and there was something else, as though your mind had imagined a face that wasn’t really there. of course, nothing happens and the only thing left now is your racing heartbeat.
“... j-jeongin?”
his name barely leaves your lips, sounding foreign in the silence of your room. your best friend, the one you’ve spent countless days with, the same jeongin whose smile has become your favourite thing in the world, the same jeongin that sent you photos of all the hironos he saw because you always said that they reminded you of him.
nothing could have prepared you for this, not a thousand guesses or a million possibilities. if someone had asked you an hour ago to name every person on earth who could secretly be the anonymous camboy you watched, jeongin would have been the very last name to cross your mind.
“oh my god”
you bury your face in your hands as every single livestream flashes through your memory all at once. you think about all the nights you had spent with him after the livestreams finished, the times he had texted you asking if you wanted to grab dinner together, the times he had complained about being tired without ever explaining why, the days he had mysteriously disappeared for a bit before replying to your texts again.
heat crawls up your neck until your ears feel like they’re on fire. you remember the number of times that you thought about jeongin while you had your fingers buried inside you as you watched the livestreams, how your mind would drift towards him, and then guilt replaces part of the embarrassment that you’re feeling right now, because it is one thing to watch someone and fantasise about your best friend, it’s another thing to watch your best friend with his hands on his cock for everyone to see.
did he know you watch him?
no, he couldn’t, he had no way of knowing you were one of his viewers. your username wasn’t connected to your real identity and you never sent any comments or donations. you never interacted outside of simply… watching.
logically, there was no reason he would ever connect you to his account, but logic isn’t helping you right now, your imagination is and your imagination is cruel.
what if he’d recognised something?
what if there had been some tiny clue?
what if you had ever said something that you don’t remember now?
what if-
“no”, you say as you shake your head and then you force yourself to breathe.
your mind drifts back to the ending, to his wink, and you wonder why he did that today, what made him decide to show his face when he’s never done that before. you keep staring blankly at your phone as the minutes pass, for longer than you realise, as your thoughts circle endlessly.
should you pretend nothing happened?
should you never mention it?
should you stop watching his livestreams?
would you even be able to look him in the eye when you got back to seoul?
would he notice something was different?
it’s in the middle of these thoughts when your phone suddenly rings so loud that you jump on your bed, the sound slicing through the silence. your heart lurches when you look at the screen and you see a facetime call filling the screen.
it’s from jeongin, of course.
your breath catches as the phone continues ringing in your trembling hands. normally, you’d answer as soon as you saw him calling you, but today, your thumb hovers uselessly over the screen, not letting you answer it.
you can’t face him, at least not right now. the ringing continues and you imagine him waiting on the other side, completely unaware of the storm currently unfolding inside your head. the call ends and the silence crashes back into your room. another wave of guilt washes over you because you never ignore his calls, never. if anything, he’s usually the one who forgets to answer sometimes because he leaves his phone god knows where.
you inhale slowly through your nose, hold it and then exhale. it helps you a bit but your pulse is still far too fast. you push yourself upright on the bed, only then becoming painfully aware of your current state - you’re still half naked. you stand up and walk towards the wardrobe, grabbing a fresh pair of underwear and some shorts before you move to the bathroom attached to your room.
you lean against the sink for a second, staring at the mirror and you barely recognise yourself, your cheeks still flushed and your eyes still open wide. you turn on the tap, splashing cool water over your face and then you grab a towel, cleaning yourself up. once you’re clean enough, you put the panties and shorts on before you return to your bed, sitting cross-legged on it with your phone resting in your lap.
you stare at jeongin’s contact for nearly a minute - you could pretend you never saw his call or you could text him instead, saying you were out and couldn’t talk right now, but you decide against it because you know that would only make things worse, he’d already know something was wrong.
you take one deep breath and then press the button and before the second ring can even start, jeongin appears on your screen.
“finally!”
his grin is immediate, warm enough to soften inside you the part of you that was screaming at you not to do this. his hair looks slightly damp, as though he’d showered not too long ago.
“hey”, you manage to say.
his smile widens, “you missed my call”
“i know”, you say before you clear your throat, “i was… in the bathroom”
“it’s fine, don’t worry”, he says, and then he studies your face, his smile softening almost imperceptibly, “you okay?”
your stomach tightens because he’s too observant, he’s always been that way with you.
“yeah, i’m fine”
“you sure?”
“mmhm”, you say, nodding your head.
“you don’t sound very convincing”, he says.
you force a small laugh, “yeah, i just… didn’t sleep much last night”
his eyebrows lift, “really?”
“yeah”
“are you that excited to see me again?”, he says, teasing you now.
“oh no, i’m already dreading it”, you say, making him laugh, which relaxes you a tiny bit.
“well, in that case, then i don’t wanna see you either”, he says and you shake your head laughing now.
the knot in your chest loosens ever so slightly and for a few precious minutes, everything almost feels normal. he tells you what he has done these past days without you - even though you’ve texted each other constantly - and you tell him everything you’ve done and seen during your holidays with your family.
the conversation is no different from the ones you’ve always had, flowing in the familiar way you’ve built over years of friendship. it’s easy and effortless and yet, every time he smiles, your thoughts threaten to drift, and every time he looks directly into the camera, you’re reminded of a different screen, a different moment.
you hate that your brain keeps making that connection. you don’t want to feel as though there’s a new wall between the two of you, you already had to deal with your crush on him for now to-
“y/n?”
you had been trying so hard to act naturally that you hadn’t even realised you had stopped responding.
“what?”
you see his smile fading a bit, “you sure you’re okay?”
you try to smile at him but it doesn’t reach your eyes, he can see it.
“yeah”, you say, but he doesn’t believe you.
he scratches the back of his neck, “you keep zoning out”
you hadn’t even realised, “i-i’m sorry”
“it’s okay, i just…”, he says, his voice light as his eyes remain fixed on your face, “i know you and i know something’s bothering you”
jeongin waits patiently on the other side of the screen, giving you the space to answer if you want to and you find yourself wondering whether you’re capable of looking him in the eye and pretending, just a little longer, that nothing has changed. he looks at you a bit more and then speaks again.
“you know what? let’s have a drink”
you raise an eyebrow, “a drink?”
“mmhm”, he nods his head.
“you remember i’m not in seoul, right?”
“i know, but just because you’re not here doesn’t mean we can’t drink together”, he says as he gestures towards his phone, “we’ve got facetime”
you stare at him, “are you serious?”
“yeah”, he nods his head again.
you think about it, how it may help your mind stop spinning for a while, forget what happened during the live. jeongin seems to notice your hesitation.
“oh, come on”, he says as his smile softens, “we can just hang out like we usually do, no pressure”
“okay”, you hear yourself say, you don’t even realise the word has escaped your lips.
his face immediately brightens, “perfect! do you have beer and soju?”
“yes, my uncle bought a few bottles yesterday”
“okay, go and get them!”
you shake your head smiling and then leave your room, carrying your phone with you all the way. when you get to the kitchen, you open the fridge and find some cans of beer on the top shelf and an unopened bottle of soju.
you pick both up and lift them towards the camera, “found them!”
“me too!”, he says as he shows you his drinks, “now, go back to your room”
“bossy”, you say, which makes him laugh.
you pick up a glass and then go back to your room. once you’re inside, you reach for the lock and then lock your room again. you’re not really sure why you do it but you don’t dwell on it either. you return to your bed and sit down with your back against the headboard. at the same time, you see jeongin sitting back down on his sofa before he looks at you again and smiles.
“ready?”, he asks you.
“you remember that i’m a total lightweight, right?”
his grin grows wider, “oh… i forgot”
“no, you didn’t”
he laughs again, “of course i didn’t, you always get very… talkative”
“i do not!”
you absolutely do.
he’s still laughing and you can’t help laughing with him. he reaches offscreen and returns with one glass.
“so, the important part now… beer first and then the soju”
both of you work at the same time: you open the beers first, pour them carefully and then reach for the soju bottles and pour that one too, tiny bubbles rushing to the surface of your glasses as the drinks mix together.
you look at your glass as you only hope that the alcohol will quiet your thoughts before your heart decides to say something you’re not supposed to.
“cheers”, jeongin says as he lifts his glass towards the camera.
you mirror the gesture, holding yours up as if you were actually sitting across from each other.
“cheers”
of course the glasses never touch, but you both smile anyway before taking your first sip. you both talk as you drink, the conversation never stopping, something that hasn’t changed from the day you first met. the heaviness from earlier becomes easier to carry, it’s not gone but you feel yourself a bit more relaxed and calm now.
however, every now and then, your eyes drift towards his face, especially his smile, and every single time, your thoughts threaten to wander somewhere they absolutely shouldn’t, so you pull them back before they can.
“round two”, jeongin says as he notices both of your glasses are empty.
you prepare your drinks again, like you did before, beer first then soju but just as you’re doing it, jeongin speaks again.
“easy”
you stop, “what?”
he points at your glass, “that’s a bit too much, don’t you think?”
you look at your glass and then shrug your shoulders, “it’s fine”
he takes a sip of his glass before looking back at you.
“just… go easy, okay? i think you’re getting a little tipsy”
“i’m okay, don’t worry”, you say as you finally stop.
“... okay”, he says, “small sips”
“yes, dad”
“i knew you’d say that”, he says as you take a sip from your drink.
“you walked right into it”
the second glass disappears faster than the first one and even though you’re not fully drunk, the careful filter you usually keep over your words begins to feel… thinner, making you stop overthinking every word that leaves your mouth, which leads to you not realising what you say before you actually do it.
“i really needed this… my head has been annoying me all day… and it was your fault. well, yours and your stupid livestream”
jeongin’s smile fades, shock replacing it instead, “my what?”
“your livestream”, you say again, not fully realising what you’re saying, “the one you just did”, you say as you wave your hand vaguely, as if that explains everything, “i didn’t know it was you because, well… you had never shown your face before”, you say, as a laugh escapes you, “but also last night… i had a dream about you, and i… i couldn’t stop thinking about you all day so yeah… this is all your fault”
he looks at you carefully, as though trying to decide whether to ask something or not, and when he finally speaks, his voice is quiet, because he’s completely lost.
“y/n, wha-”
you look up at the screen as you cut in, “jeongin, i have a crush on you”
at that moment, your own words echo inside your head and you finally realise what you’ve just done.
“oh”, you say, your stomach dropping and the alcohol haze evaporating all at once, “oh no… i-”, you clap a hand over your mouth, “i did not just say that”
jeongin is still staring at you so you take the opportunity to speak again.
“i-”, you begin as you shake your head rapidly, “forget i said anything, please. i…”, you squeeze your eyes shut, “i wasn’t supposed to tell you like this, or to tell you at all. i know you don’t feel the same way and this is probably really awkward, i just…”
“hey”, he says, his voice gentle making you stop talking, “y/n, look at me”
reluctantly, you do, and even though you can see the surprise on his face, there’s something else there too.
“i have a crush on you too, y/n”
“... what?”
a tiny smile appears on his face and then he chuckles, “i’m serious, i like you, y/n”
“you’re joking”
“i’m not”
you stare at him, searching his face for any sign that he’s teasing you but you don’t find one there.
“i never wanted to risk losing our friendship so i never said anything”, he continues.
you look at him, not knowing what to say, not knowing if this is real or not, maybe you drank more than you thought.
“but, y/n… what you said, about you watching my livestreams…”
you freeze, “oh no…”
his smile returns, and this time it’s a smile you’ve never seen on his face, and you know that whatever happens now is gonna change everything.
“you watched them often?”, he asks you and when you don’t answer him, he hums, “i’ll take that as a yes”
your face grows hotter under his gaze, his eyes locking onto the camera with an intensity that makes your breath hitch. you’ve never seen him like this and you have to admit that you like it, a bit too much maybe.
“tell me what you do during my lives, y/n”, he says as he leans in closer.
your body freezes and your heart starts pounding so hard you can feel it in your chest. his words make your cunt clench and you feel wet again, your arousal starting to drip down your thighs. he smirks, clearly enjoying the power he has on you even through the screen.
“darling, it’s not fair that you get to see everything i do while i don’t even know a damn thing about how you get off to it”, he says, “go on, show me”
you’re not sure how your conversation turned into this, but you don’t fucking care. heat floods your face and pools lower, your body responding to him and his words instantly. the dominance in his tone makes your cunt ache, and without thinking, your fingers move to your shorts, moving over your swollen clit over the fabric, letting him see what you’re doing through the screen.
“that’s it, darling, i can almost see you getting wetter from here. keep going, and tell me exactly how you touch yourself to my livestreams”
you swallow hard, your voice barely a whisper, “i… i rub my clit and push my fingers inside while you stroke your cock. i-i get so wet it drips everywhere”
he hums and smirks, “mmhm. i think it would be so much better if you showed it to me instead of just saying it”
your hand slides under your t-shirt, gripping your breast over your bra before you trail it down to press against your shorts again. you grind your palm over your clothed cunt, feeling the damp spot grow as you rock your hips.
“that’s cute, but not what i meant”, he says, his voice dropping even lower now, “you’ve seen me completely naked, it’s only fair i see you naked too. take those clothes off. now”
shivering with a mix of embarrassment and how incredibly turned on you are, you obey him, taking off your t-shirt and bra first, letting him see your breasts, your nipples already hard and begging for attention. then you take your shorts and panties off, leaving you fully naked on the bed, your legs spread open and wide towards the phone.
jeongin groans at the sight, “perfect. now touch yourself and let me hear those pretty sounds”
your fingers move to your now exposed cunt, circling your clit and making sparks shoot up your spine. the cool air hits your wet folds, making you even more sensitive as you spread your legs wider for jeongin to see.
“fuck, it feels so good”, you moan as you slide two fingers down to tease your entrance before pushing them inside.
“describe it to me, y/n”, jeongin says, his eyes dark and hungry on the screen, “tell me how good you’re feeling right now and what you’re thinking about while you fuck that tight hole”
“you”, you gasp out, adding another finger and moaning louder as they slide in without any resistance, “i’m thinking about you and your cock, how much i want it stretching me open instead of my fingers”
jeongin’s smirk widens, “that’s my girl. keep going, tell me how badly you need me”
“i need you so much”, you whine, curling your fingers to hit that sensitive spot inside you, “i need your mouth on me, your cock, just… anything, p-please- jeongin”
he chuckles darkly, “i wanna lick you clean, darling, bury my tongue in that dripping pussy and taste every drop of you while you scream my name”
your walls flutter around your fingers at his words, another gush of wetness soaking your hand, “i wanna see you too”, you beg him, your eyes locked on the screen now, “please, show me your cock”
“but have you been a good girl?”, he teases you, “do you deserve it?”
“yes”, you moan as your orgasm builds fast, “i’ve been so good, watching you and touching myself just like this every time”
jeongin can see the way your body tenses, your thighs shaking and your moans pitching higher as you near the edge.
“stop”, he says, “don’t come yet. not until i’m ready to come with you”
you stop, pulling your soaked fingers out with a frustrated whimper, your cunt clenching around nothing now, so close to your orgasm that it hurts. your eyes plead with the camera, begging silently as your chest heaves. but then you see how he moves back and then takes all of his clothes off, his hand moving to his cock and spreading the precum beading at the tip.
jeongin’s hand wraps tightly around his thick cock and your eyes lock onto the sight, your naked body still spread wide on the bed, your pussy throbbing from the denial.
“look at you, darling”, he says, his eyes fixed on your cunt through the camera, “you must wanna put that pretty mouth to use on me right? wrap those lips around my cock and suck me down while you finger that soaked pussy?”
“yes, fuck yes”, you beg, your voice cracking.
your hand twitches towards your clit, desperate to touch yourself again, but jeongin’s sharp tone cuts through.
“stop. hands off. don’t you dare touch yourself until i say so”
you whimper in frustration, pulling your fingers away just as they brush your folds, your cunt clenching emptily and sending another trickle of arousal down your thighs. your nipples ache and you arch your back, moaning at the image of him jerking off for you. he strokes his cock harder now, his hips thrusting into his fist.
“that’s it”, he says, “keep moaning for me. imagine my cock stretching your throat, fucking your face while you choke on it”
your body trembles, your thighs shaking as you fight the urge to move your finger back inside you again. every stroke he makes makes your cunt flutter, you’re so wet it’s pooling beneath you.
“p-please, jeongin, i-i need it”, you whine, your voice breathy and desperate, “i need you, i… i need to come”
he chuckles again, slowing his strokes to edge himself, “not yet. be a good girl for me and wait”
your begging intensifies, your hips bucking against nothing as you tell him how badly you want him, but he denies you again when your hand slips too close without you realising.
“stop”, he says again and you do, panting, your orgasm hovering right at the edge and then, when his breathing grows ragged and his cock swells in his grip, he groans louder than before, “now, finger yourself again. make that pussy come with me”
you don’t wait any longer, you move three fingers deep into your soaked cunt while your thumb circles your clit. more moans pour from your lips, mixing with his grunts as his hand moves faster around his cock.
“fuck, yes, think about my tongue licking every drop from your pussy”, he says and that is enough to push you over.
your orgasm hits explosively, your walls clamping down on your fingers as you squirt around them, your juices coming out in waves that soak the sheets. your vision blurs, your body convulsing with pleasure while jeongin groans loudly, his cum coming out in thick ropes across his stomach and hand as he comes with you. you both ride it out together, your screams echoing as his release paints his skin and your cunt keeps pulsing and dripping endlessly.
once your orgasms end, you both stare at the screen, your chest heaving and your faces red.
“that was… intense”, you whisper, a shy smile tugging at your lips as you look at the mess between your legs and realise what has just happened.
jeongin smirks, wiping his cum slowly, “you were perfect, y/n, don’t overthink it. just watching you come like that for me and thinking you’ve done that every time, i… fuck-”, he leans closer, his voice softening but still dominant, “when do you arrive in seoul?”
“in two days. at 6”, you reply, still catching your breath.
“good. i’ll take you out for dinner that night”, he says, his eyes gleaming, “and if you’re good enough, i’ll give you a private show later”
a/n: we didn't have our maknae ON top but he's still the best top 😎 thank you so much for reading again, only three to go now: my han girlies get ready for the ride hip hip
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a guide to make a friendship weird
pairing: jeongin x reader
genre: friends to lovers; smut
wc: 5.2k
warnings: masturbation (f! and m!); fingering; handjob; dom!jeongin; praising; orgasm denial; edging; begging; squirting; dirty talk; voyeurism; exhibitionism
summary: home alone, a shocking reveal, and unresolved feelings lead to a facetime with your best friend jeongin that should’ve ended after the first two minutes. and if we add a bit of alcohol to the mix, what could possibly go wrong?
live: unfiltered series
you are horny and have been all day.
it’s as simple as that.
you’ve been on holiday for almost a week now, stuck in this family getaway with your cousins running around all day as all of your parents chat nonstop. there’s only two days left until you’re finally back in seoul, back to your normal life, but right now that feels like an eternity.
the restlessness clings to you like a second skin, making everything feel wrong and frustrating all at once. you can’t shake it, that dream that you had last night keeps replaying in your head, pulling at your thoughts no matter how hard you try to push it down. jeongin was there in your dream, your best friend, the same friend you’ve crushed on for longer than you’d admit even to yourself. in your dream, he was fucking you and touching you like you wanted him to and now, your body won’t let it go.
the unrequited part stings the most because you know he doesn’t feel the same way about you, and you know that telling him how you feel risks losing what you already have. it’s better to keep him close as your friend than risk having nothing at all, at least that’s what you think. but the desire burns anyway, mixing with that pain of knowing it’s one-sided, leaving you aching in ways you can’t show.
you shift in your seat during another meal with your family, trying to focus on the conversation, but your mind drifts back to how the dream made you feel seen and wanted by him. this is not the first time this happens and if you have to be honest, this constant loop of longing and restraint is exhausting.
the ache between your legs has only grown worse during the day, your thighs pressing together under the table in a futile attempt to ease the throbbing. you need to do something about this, anything to take the edge off before it drives you insane. your mind keeps flashing back to your dream, to jeongin’s hands on you, but you push it aside again.
your mum leans over, smiling as she tells you that everyone is heading out for dinner at a nearby spot that night, something casual and fun to wrap up the day. the idea of sitting through another long meal surrounded by your family makes your stomach twist with frustration and that’s when the lie slips out easily.
“my head hurts”, you say as you rub your temple, “i think i will stay in tonight”
she frowns, concerned about you, and the rest of your family chimes in with questions and offers to stay behind with you. it takes a few minutes of gentle convincing, assuring them it’s just a headache, that you’ll be fine alone and that they should go enjoy themselves, and eventually they give in. some hours later, they grab their things, close the door behind them, and the house finally falls into silence as their voices fade down the driveway.
you’re finally alone.
you move to your room and lock the door as you enter. your body feels like it’s on fire, every nerve alive with anticipation. your dream isn’t the only reason why you’re like this and you know it, you know exactly why you’re so turned on right now and it’s because your favourite camboy goes live every week at this exact hour. it’s not the first time you see his lives, not even close. you’ve watched almost all of them, your fingers buried deep inside you while his hands stroked his cock on screen, never showing his face, not that you really cared if you’re honest.
you sit on your bed with your phone ready and you feel your nipples already tight and your cunt wet, your body sensitive from the day’s constant arousal. the livestream is about to start and just thinking about it makes your body tremble. your thoughts drift back to your dream for a moment, mixing with the camboy, but right now all that matters is the livestream that’s about to begin and the orgasm you’re chasing to finally quiet this relentless heat.
the livestream begins and the boy appears from the neck down, shirtless, his chest on full display under the soft lighting. it’s not too long before the comments start flooding the chat as well as the donations.
cumslut: been waiting all week for this
princessonline: show us how hard you are
his hand dips beneath the camera frame and then comes up wrapped around his already half-hard cock as he groans. you can’t take it anymore, you tug your shorts and panties down impatiently and then your fingers finally part your folds and you push two fingers inside you, moving them in time with his strokes on screen, imagining it’s his cock stretching you instead.
edgequeen: he’s so big
user69: i wish you were in my throat
he strokes his cock from base to tip, his balls tightening visibly as he grows fully erect. the veins stand out along his cock as the tip keeps leaking steadily. you lie back and then your hips lift off the bed, fucking your own fingers harder. you add another finger, the stretch burning as your juices coat your palm and drip down your body onto the sheets. moans bubble up from your throat every time he groans on screen, his deep sounds making your walls clench around your fingers.
you picture yourself riding him, sinking down on that cock until it hits your deepest spots, his hands gripping your hips while he thrusts up into you and never stops. his hand starts moving faster, the sounds of his stroking matching the noises coming from your cunt. your thumb rubs circles over your clit, your orgasm building fast and hot in your core now.
the unrequited ache for jeongin flickers through your mind for a moment, how badly you wish it was him wanting you like this, touching you like you’re touching yourself, but you shake the thought off and then focus on chasing your release.
user69: fuck he’s so hot
princessonline: i wanna ride that cock
you look at him, his fingers spreading what his cock is leaking and that’s enough to tip you over. your fingers curl against your spot inside you as your cunt spasms and gushes around them. a broken cry leaves your lips at the same time that the boy’s cock jerks hard as he comes, his cum painting his skin as he milks himself through it with those same guttural groans.
cumslut: fuck i wanna use my tongue to clean you up
you lie in your bed panting as you start to come down from your orgasm, your body still trembling as you pull your fingers out of you. you see the boy trembling too, his hands moving to grab onto something until he catches his breath, and then, he does something new.
he leans back, the camera angle shifting just enough to reveal his face for the first time, and at that moment, jeongin’s familiar eyes meet the lens. he winks once and then ends the livestream. the screen goes black and your reflection stares back at you, your own wide eyes showing how stunned you feel.
no, no, that couldn’t have been-
your finger shakes as you tap the screen, trying to refresh the page as though somehow that wasn’t the real ending and there was something else, as though your mind had imagined a face that wasn’t really there. of course, nothing happens and the only thing left now is your racing heartbeat.
“... j-jeongin?”
his name barely leaves your lips, sounding foreign in the silence of your room. your best friend, the one you’ve spent countless days with, the same jeongin whose smile has become your favourite thing in the world, the same jeongin that sent you photos of all the hironos he saw because you always said that they reminded you of him.
nothing could have prepared you for this, not a thousand guesses or a million possibilities. if someone had asked you an hour ago to name every person on earth who could secretly be the anonymous camboy you watched, jeongin would have been the very last name to cross your mind.
“oh my god”
you bury your face in your hands as every single livestream flashes through your memory all at once. you think about all the nights you had spent with him after the livestreams finished, the times he had texted you asking if you wanted to grab dinner together, the times he had complained about being tired without ever explaining why, the days he had mysteriously disappeared for a bit before replying to your texts again.
heat crawls up your neck until your ears feel like they’re on fire. you remember the number of times that you thought about jeongin while you had your fingers buried inside you as you watched the livestreams, how your mind would drift towards him, and then guilt replaces part of the embarrassment that you’re feeling right now, because it is one thing to watch someone and fantasise about your best friend, it’s another thing to watch your best friend with his hands on his cock for everyone to see.
did he know you watch him?
no, he couldn’t, he had no way of knowing you were one of his viewers. your username wasn’t connected to your real identity and you never sent any comments or donations. you never interacted outside of simply… watching.
logically, there was no reason he would ever connect you to his account, but logic isn’t helping you right now, your imagination is and your imagination is cruel.
what if he’d recognised something?
what if there had been some tiny clue?
what if you had ever said something that you don’t remember now?
what if-
“no”, you say as you shake your head and then you force yourself to breathe.
your mind drifts back to the ending, to his wink, and you wonder why he did that today, what made him decide to show his face when he’s never done that before. you keep staring blankly at your phone as the minutes pass, for longer than you realise, as your thoughts circle endlessly.
should you pretend nothing happened?
should you never mention it?
should you stop watching his livestreams?
would you even be able to look him in the eye when you got back to seoul?
would he notice something was different?
it’s in the middle of these thoughts when your phone suddenly rings so loud that you jump on your bed, the sound slicing through the silence. your heart lurches when you look at the screen and you see a facetime call filling the screen.
it’s from jeongin, of course.
your breath catches as the phone continues ringing in your trembling hands. normally, you’d answer as soon as you saw him calling you, but today, your thumb hovers uselessly over the screen, not letting you answer it.
you can’t face him, at least not right now. the ringing continues and you imagine him waiting on the other side, completely unaware of the storm currently unfolding inside your head. the call ends and the silence crashes back into your room. another wave of guilt washes over you because you never ignore his calls, never. if anything, he’s usually the one who forgets to answer sometimes because he leaves his phone god knows where.
you inhale slowly through your nose, hold it and then exhale. it helps you a bit but your pulse is still far too fast. you push yourself upright on the bed, only then becoming painfully aware of your current state - you’re still half naked. you stand up and walk towards the wardrobe, grabbing a fresh pair of underwear and some shorts before you move to the bathroom attached to your room.
you lean against the sink for a second, staring at the mirror and you barely recognise yourself, your cheeks still flushed and your eyes still open wide. you turn on the tap, splashing cool water over your face and then you grab a towel, cleaning yourself up. once you’re clean enough, you put the panties and shorts on before you return to your bed, sitting cross-legged on it with your phone resting in your lap.
you stare at jeongin’s contact for nearly a minute - you could pretend you never saw his call or you could text him instead, saying you were out and couldn’t talk right now, but you decide against it because you know that would only make things worse, he’d already know something was wrong.
you take one deep breath and then press the button and before the second ring can even start, jeongin appears on your screen.
“finally!”
his grin is immediate, warm enough to soften inside you the part of you that was screaming at you not to do this. his hair looks slightly damp, as though he’d showered not too long ago.
“hey”, you manage to say.
his smile widens, “you missed my call”
“i know”, you say before you clear your throat, “i was… in the bathroom”
“it’s fine, don’t worry”, he says, and then he studies your face, his smile softening almost imperceptibly, “you okay?”
your stomach tightens because he’s too observant, he’s always been that way with you.
“yeah, i’m fine”
“you sure?”
“mmhm”, you say, nodding your head.
“you don’t sound very convincing”, he says.
you force a small laugh, “yeah, i just… didn’t sleep much last night”
his eyebrows lift, “really?”
“yeah”
“are you that excited to see me again?”, he says, teasing you now.
“oh no, i’m already dreading it”, you say, making him laugh, which relaxes you a tiny bit.
“well, in that case, then i don’t wanna see you either”, he says and you shake your head laughing now.
the knot in your chest loosens ever so slightly and for a few precious minutes, everything almost feels normal. he tells you what he has done these past days without you - even though you’ve texted each other constantly - and you tell him everything you’ve done and seen during your holidays with your family.
the conversation is no different from the ones you’ve always had, flowing in the familiar way you’ve built over years of friendship. it’s easy and effortless and yet, every time he smiles, your thoughts threaten to drift, and every time he looks directly into the camera, you’re reminded of a different screen, a different moment.
you hate that your brain keeps making that connection. you don’t want to feel as though there’s a new wall between the two of you, you already had to deal with your crush on him for now to-
“y/n?”
you had been trying so hard to act naturally that you hadn’t even realised you had stopped responding.
“what?”
you see his smile fading a bit, “you sure you’re okay?”
you try to smile at him but it doesn’t reach your eyes, he can see it.
“yeah”, you say, but he doesn’t believe you.
he scratches the back of his neck, “you keep zoning out”
you hadn’t even realised, “i-i’m sorry”
“it’s okay, i just…”, he says, his voice light as his eyes remain fixed on your face, “i know you and i know something’s bothering you”
jeongin waits patiently on the other side of the screen, giving you the space to answer if you want to and you find yourself wondering whether you’re capable of looking him in the eye and pretending, just a little longer, that nothing has changed. he looks at you a bit more and then speaks again.
“you know what? let’s have a drink”
you raise an eyebrow, “a drink?”
“mmhm”, he nods his head.
“you remember i’m not in seoul, right?”
“i know, but just because you’re not here doesn’t mean we can’t drink together”, he says as he gestures towards his phone, “we’ve got facetime”
you stare at him, “are you serious?”
“yeah”, he nods his head again.
you think about it, how it may help your mind stop spinning for a while, forget what happened during the live. jeongin seems to notice your hesitation.
“oh, come on”, he says as his smile softens, “we can just hang out like we usually do, no pressure”
“okay”, you hear yourself say, you don’t even realise the word has escaped your lips.
his face immediately brightens, “perfect! do you have beer and soju?”
“yes, my uncle bought a few bottles yesterday”
“okay, go and get them!”
you shake your head smiling and then leave your room, carrying your phone with you all the way. when you get to the kitchen, you open the fridge and find some cans of beer on the top shelf and an unopened bottle of soju.
you pick both up and lift them towards the camera, “found them!”
“me too!”, he says as he shows you his drinks, “now, go back to your room”
“bossy”, you say, which makes him laugh.
you pick up a glass and then go back to your room. once you’re inside, you reach for the lock and then lock your room again. you’re not really sure why you do it but you don’t dwell on it either. you return to your bed and sit down with your back against the headboard. at the same time, you see jeongin sitting back down on his sofa before he looks at you again and smiles.
“ready?”, he asks you.
“you remember that i’m a total lightweight, right?”
his grin grows wider, “oh… i forgot”
“no, you didn’t”
he laughs again, “of course i didn’t, you always get very… talkative”
“i do not!”
you absolutely do.
he’s still laughing and you can’t help laughing with him. he reaches offscreen and returns with one glass.
“so, the important part now… beer first and then the soju”
both of you work at the same time: you open the beers first, pour them carefully and then reach for the soju bottles and pour that one too, tiny bubbles rushing to the surface of your glasses as the drinks mix together.
you look at your glass as you only hope that the alcohol will quiet your thoughts before your heart decides to say something you’re not supposed to.
“cheers”, jeongin says as he lifts his glass towards the camera.
you mirror the gesture, holding yours up as if you were actually sitting across from each other.
“cheers”
of course the glasses never touch, but you both smile anyway before taking your first sip. you both talk as you drink, the conversation never stopping, something that hasn’t changed from the day you first met. the heaviness from earlier becomes easier to carry, it’s not gone but you feel yourself a bit more relaxed and calm now.
however, every now and then, your eyes drift towards his face, especially his smile, and every single time, your thoughts threaten to wander somewhere they absolutely shouldn’t, so you pull them back before they can.
“round two”, jeongin says as he notices both of your glasses are empty.
you prepare your drinks again, like you did before, beer first then soju but just as you’re doing it, jeongin speaks again.
“easy”
you stop, “what?”
he points at your glass, “that’s a bit too much, don’t you think?”
you look at your glass and then shrug your shoulders, “it’s fine”
he takes a sip of his glass before looking back at you.
“just… go easy, okay? i think you’re getting a little tipsy”
“i’m okay, don’t worry”, you say as you finally stop.
“... okay”, he says, “small sips”
“yes, dad”
“i knew you’d say that”, he says as you take a sip from your drink.
“you walked right into it”
the second glass disappears faster than the first one and even though you’re not fully drunk, the careful filter you usually keep over your words begins to feel… thinner, making you stop overthinking every word that leaves your mouth, which leads to you not realising what you say before you actually do it.
“i really needed this… my head has been annoying me all day… and it was your fault. well, yours and your stupid livestream”
jeongin’s smile fades, shock replacing it instead, “my what?”
“your livestream”, you say again, not fully realising what you’re saying, “the one you just did”, you say as you wave your hand vaguely, as if that explains everything, “i didn’t know it was you because, well… you had never shown your face before”, you say, as a laugh escapes you, “but also last night… i had a dream about you, and i… i couldn’t stop thinking about you all day so yeah… this is all your fault”
he looks at you carefully, as though trying to decide whether to ask something or not, and when he finally speaks, his voice is quiet, because he’s completely lost.
“y/n, wha-”
you look up at the screen as you cut in, “jeongin, i have a crush on you”
at that moment, your own words echo inside your head and you finally realise what you’ve just done.
“oh”, you say, your stomach dropping and the alcohol haze evaporating all at once, “oh no… i-”, you clap a hand over your mouth, “i did not just say that”
jeongin is still staring at you so you take the opportunity to speak again.
“i-”, you begin as you shake your head rapidly, “forget i said anything, please. i…”, you squeeze your eyes shut, “i wasn’t supposed to tell you like this, or to tell you at all. i know you don’t feel the same way and this is probably really awkward, i just…”
“hey”, he says, his voice gentle making you stop talking, “y/n, look at me”
reluctantly, you do, and even though you can see the surprise on his face, there’s something else there too.
“i have a crush on you too, y/n”
“... what?”
a tiny smile appears on his face and then he chuckles, “i’m serious, i like you, y/n”
“you’re joking”
“i’m not”
you stare at him, searching his face for any sign that he’s teasing you but you don’t find one there.
“i never wanted to risk losing our friendship so i never said anything”, he continues.
you look at him, not knowing what to say, not knowing if this is real or not, maybe you drank more than you thought.
“but, y/n… what you said, about you watching my livestreams…”
you freeze, “oh no…”
his smile returns, and this time it’s a smile you’ve never seen on his face, and you know that whatever happens now is gonna change everything.
“you watched them often?”, he asks you and when you don’t answer him, he hums, “i’ll take that as a yes”
your face grows hotter under his gaze, his eyes locking onto the camera with an intensity that makes your breath hitch. you’ve never seen him like this and you have to admit that you like it, a bit too much maybe.
“tell me what you do during my lives, y/n”, he says as he leans in closer.
your body freezes and your heart starts pounding so hard you can feel it in your chest. his words make your cunt clench and you feel wet again, your arousal starting to drip down your thighs. he smirks, clearly enjoying the power he has on you even through the screen.
“darling, it’s not fair that you get to see everything i do while i don’t even know a damn thing about how you get off to it”, he says, “go on, show me”
you’re not sure how your conversation turned into this, but you don’t fucking care. heat floods your face and pools lower, your body responding to him and his words instantly. the dominance in his tone makes your cunt ache, and without thinking, your fingers move to your shorts, moving over your swollen clit over the fabric, letting him see what you’re doing through the screen.
“that’s it, darling, i can almost see you getting wetter from here. keep going, and tell me exactly how you touch yourself to my livestreams”
you swallow hard, your voice barely a whisper, “i… i rub my clit and push my fingers inside while you stroke your cock. i-i get so wet it drips everywhere”
he hums and smirks, “mmhm. i think it would be so much better if you showed it to me instead of just saying it”
your hand slides under your t-shirt, gripping your breast over your bra before you trail it down to press against your shorts again. you grind your palm over your clothed cunt, feeling the damp spot grow as you rock your hips.
“that’s cute, but not what i meant”, he says, his voice dropping even lower now, “you’ve seen me completely naked, it’s only fair i see you naked too. take those clothes off. now”
shivering with a mix of embarrassment and how incredibly turned on you are, you obey him, taking off your t-shirt and bra first, letting him see your breasts, your nipples already hard and begging for attention. then you take your shorts and panties off, leaving you fully naked on the bed, your legs spread open and wide towards the phone.
jeongin groans at the sight, “perfect. now touch yourself and let me hear those pretty sounds”
your fingers move to your now exposed cunt, circling your clit and making sparks shoot up your spine. the cool air hits your wet folds, making you even more sensitive as you spread your legs wider for jeongin to see.
“fuck, it feels so good”, you moan as you slide two fingers down to tease your entrance before pushing them inside.
“describe it to me, y/n”, jeongin says, his eyes dark and hungry on the screen, “tell me how good you’re feeling right now and what you’re thinking about while you fuck that tight hole”
“you”, you gasp out, adding another finger and moaning louder as they slide in without any resistance, “i’m thinking about you and your cock, how much i want it stretching me open instead of my fingers”
jeongin’s smirk widens, “that’s my girl. keep going, tell me how badly you need me”
“i need you so much”, you whine, curling your fingers to hit that sensitive spot inside you, “i need your mouth on me, your cock, just… anything, p-please- jeongin”
he chuckles darkly, “i wanna lick you clean, darling, bury my tongue in that dripping pussy and taste every drop of you while you scream my name”
your walls flutter around your fingers at his words, another gush of wetness soaking your hand, “i wanna see you too”, you beg him, your eyes locked on the screen now, “please, show me your cock”
“but have you been a good girl?”, he teases you, “do you deserve it?”
“yes”, you moan as your orgasm builds fast, “i’ve been so good, watching you and touching myself just like this every time”
jeongin can see the way your body tenses, your thighs shaking and your moans pitching higher as you near the edge.
“stop”, he says, “don’t come yet. not until i’m ready to come with you”
you stop, pulling your soaked fingers out with a frustrated whimper, your cunt clenching around nothing now, so close to your orgasm that it hurts. your eyes plead with the camera, begging silently as your chest heaves. but then you see how he moves back and then takes all of his clothes off, his hand moving to his cock and spreading the precum beading at the tip.
jeongin’s hand wraps tightly around his thick cock and your eyes lock onto the sight, your naked body still spread wide on the bed, your pussy throbbing from the denial.
“look at you, darling”, he says, his eyes fixed on your cunt through the camera, “you must wanna put that pretty mouth to use on me right? wrap those lips around my cock and suck me down while you finger that soaked pussy?”
“yes, fuck yes”, you beg, your voice cracking.
your hand twitches towards your clit, desperate to touch yourself again, but jeongin’s sharp tone cuts through.
“stop. hands off. don’t you dare touch yourself until i say so”
you whimper in frustration, pulling your fingers away just as they brush your folds, your cunt clenching emptily and sending another trickle of arousal down your thighs. your nipples ache and you arch your back, moaning at the image of him jerking off for you. he strokes his cock harder now, his hips thrusting into his fist.
“that’s it”, he says, “keep moaning for me. imagine my cock stretching your throat, fucking your face while you choke on it”
your body trembles, your thighs shaking as you fight the urge to move your finger back inside you again. every stroke he makes makes your cunt flutter, you’re so wet it’s pooling beneath you.
“p-please, jeongin, i-i need it”, you whine, your voice breathy and desperate, “i need you, i… i need to come”
he chuckles again, slowing his strokes to edge himself, “not yet. be a good girl for me and wait”
your begging intensifies, your hips bucking against nothing as you tell him how badly you want him, but he denies you again when your hand slips too close without you realising.
“stop”, he says again and you do, panting, your orgasm hovering right at the edge and then, when his breathing grows ragged and his cock swells in his grip, he groans louder than before, “now, finger yourself again. make that pussy come with me”
you don’t wait any longer, you move three fingers deep into your soaked cunt while your thumb circles your clit. more moans pour from your lips, mixing with his grunts as his hand moves faster around his cock.
“fuck, yes, think about my tongue licking every drop from your pussy”, he says and that is enough to push you over.
your orgasm hits explosively, your walls clamping down on your fingers as you squirt around them, your juices coming out in waves that soak the sheets. your vision blurs, your body convulsing with pleasure while jeongin groans loudly, his cum coming out in thick ropes across his stomach and hand as he comes with you. you both ride it out together, your screams echoing as his release paints his skin and your cunt keeps pulsing and dripping endlessly.
once your orgasms end, you both stare at the screen, your chest heaving and your faces red.
“that was… intense”, you whisper, a shy smile tugging at your lips as you look at the mess between your legs and realise what has just happened.
jeongin smirks, wiping his cum slowly, “you were perfect, y/n, don’t overthink it. just watching you come like that for me and thinking you’ve done that every time, i… fuck-”, he leans closer, his voice softening but still dominant, “when do you arrive in seoul?”
“in two days. at 6”, you reply, still catching your breath.
“good. i’ll take you out for dinner that night”, he says, his eyes gleaming, “and if you’re good enough, i’ll give you a private show later”
a/n: we didn't have our maknae ON top but he's still the best top 😎 thank you so much for reading again, only three to go now: my han girlies get ready for the ride hip hip
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a guide to make a friendship weird
pairing: jeongin x reader
genre: friends to lovers; smut
wc: 5.2k
warnings: masturbation (f! and m!); fingering; handjob; dom!jeongin; praising; orgasm denial; edging; begging; squirting; dirty talk; voyeurism; exhibitionism
summary: home alone, a shocking reveal, and unresolved feelings lead to a facetime with your best friend jeongin that should’ve ended after the first two minutes. and if we add a bit of alcohol to the mix, what could possibly go wrong?
live: unfiltered series
you are horny and have been all day.
it’s as simple as that.
you’ve been on holiday for almost a week now, stuck in this family getaway with your cousins running around all day as all of your parents chat nonstop. there’s only two days left until you’re finally back in seoul, back to your normal life, but right now that feels like an eternity.
the restlessness clings to you like a second skin, making everything feel wrong and frustrating all at once. you can’t shake it, that dream that you had last night keeps replaying in your head, pulling at your thoughts no matter how hard you try to push it down. jeongin was there in your dream, your best friend, the same friend you’ve crushed on for longer than you’d admit even to yourself. in your dream, he was fucking you and touching you like you wanted him to and now, your body won’t let it go.
the unrequited part stings the most because you know he doesn’t feel the same way about you, and you know that telling him how you feel risks losing what you already have. it’s better to keep him close as your friend than risk having nothing at all, at least that’s what you think. but the desire burns anyway, mixing with that pain of knowing it’s one-sided, leaving you aching in ways you can’t show.
you shift in your seat during another meal with your family, trying to focus on the conversation, but your mind drifts back to how the dream made you feel seen and wanted by him. this is not the first time this happens and if you have to be honest, this constant loop of longing and restraint is exhausting.
the ache between your legs has only grown worse during the day, your thighs pressing together under the table in a futile attempt to ease the throbbing. you need to do something about this, anything to take the edge off before it drives you insane. your mind keeps flashing back to your dream, to jeongin’s hands on you, but you push it aside again.
your mum leans over, smiling as she tells you that everyone is heading out for dinner at a nearby spot that night, something casual and fun to wrap up the day. the idea of sitting through another long meal surrounded by your family makes your stomach twist with frustration and that’s when the lie slips out easily.
“my head hurts”, you say as you rub your temple, “i think i will stay in tonight”
she frowns, concerned about you, and the rest of your family chimes in with questions and offers to stay behind with you. it takes a few minutes of gentle convincing, assuring them it’s just a headache, that you’ll be fine alone and that they should go enjoy themselves, and eventually they give in. some hours later, they grab their things, close the door behind them, and the house finally falls into silence as their voices fade down the driveway.
you’re finally alone.
you move to your room and lock the door as you enter. your body feels like it’s on fire, every nerve alive with anticipation. your dream isn’t the only reason why you’re like this and you know it, you know exactly why you’re so turned on right now and it’s because your favourite camboy goes live every week at this exact hour. it’s not the first time you see his lives, not even close. you’ve watched almost all of them, your fingers buried deep inside you while his hands stroked his cock on screen, never showing his face, not that you really cared if you’re honest.
you sit on your bed with your phone ready and you feel your nipples already tight and your cunt wet, your body sensitive from the day’s constant arousal. the livestream is about to start and just thinking about it makes your body tremble. your thoughts drift back to your dream for a moment, mixing with the camboy, but right now all that matters is the livestream that’s about to begin and the orgasm you’re chasing to finally quiet this relentless heat.
the livestream begins and the boy appears from the neck down, shirtless, his chest on full display under the soft lighting. it’s not too long before the comments start flooding the chat as well as the donations.
cumslut: been waiting all week for this
princessonline: show us how hard you are
his hand dips beneath the camera frame and then comes up wrapped around his already half-hard cock as he groans. you can’t take it anymore, you tug your shorts and panties down impatiently and then your fingers finally part your folds and you push two fingers inside you, moving them in time with his strokes on screen, imagining it’s his cock stretching you instead.
edgequeen: he’s so big
user69: i wish you were in my throat
he strokes his cock from base to tip, his balls tightening visibly as he grows fully erect. the veins stand out along his cock as the tip keeps leaking steadily. you lie back and then your hips lift off the bed, fucking your own fingers harder. you add another finger, the stretch burning as your juices coat your palm and drip down your body onto the sheets. moans bubble up from your throat every time he groans on screen, his deep sounds making your walls clench around your fingers.
you picture yourself riding him, sinking down on that cock until it hits your deepest spots, his hands gripping your hips while he thrusts up into you and never stops. his hand starts moving faster, the sounds of his stroking matching the noises coming from your cunt. your thumb rubs circles over your clit, your orgasm building fast and hot in your core now.
the unrequited ache for jeongin flickers through your mind for a moment, how badly you wish it was him wanting you like this, touching you like you’re touching yourself, but you shake the thought off and then focus on chasing your release.
user69: fuck he’s so hot
princessonline: i wanna ride that cock
you look at him, his fingers spreading what his cock is leaking and that’s enough to tip you over. your fingers curl against your spot inside you as your cunt spasms and gushes around them. a broken cry leaves your lips at the same time that the boy’s cock jerks hard as he comes, his cum painting his skin as he milks himself through it with those same guttural groans.
cumslut: fuck i wanna use my tongue to clean you up
you lie in your bed panting as you start to come down from your orgasm, your body still trembling as you pull your fingers out of you. you see the boy trembling too, his hands moving to grab onto something until he catches his breath, and then, he does something new.
he leans back, the camera angle shifting just enough to reveal his face for the first time, and at that moment, jeongin’s familiar eyes meet the lens. he winks once and then ends the livestream. the screen goes black and your reflection stares back at you, your own wide eyes showing how stunned you feel.
no, no, that couldn’t have been-
your finger shakes as you tap the screen, trying to refresh the page as though somehow that wasn’t the real ending and there was something else, as though your mind had imagined a face that wasn’t really there. of course, nothing happens and the only thing left now is your racing heartbeat.
“... j-jeongin?”
his name barely leaves your lips, sounding foreign in the silence of your room. your best friend, the one you’ve spent countless days with, the same jeongin whose smile has become your favourite thing in the world, the same jeongin that sent you photos of all the hironos he saw because you always said that they reminded you of him.
nothing could have prepared you for this, not a thousand guesses or a million possibilities. if someone had asked you an hour ago to name every person on earth who could secretly be the anonymous camboy you watched, jeongin would have been the very last name to cross your mind.
“oh my god”
you bury your face in your hands as every single livestream flashes through your memory all at once. you think about all the nights you had spent with him after the livestreams finished, the times he had texted you asking if you wanted to grab dinner together, the times he had complained about being tired without ever explaining why, the days he had mysteriously disappeared for a bit before replying to your texts again.
heat crawls up your neck until your ears feel like they’re on fire. you remember the number of times that you thought about jeongin while you had your fingers buried inside you as you watched the livestreams, how your mind would drift towards him, and then guilt replaces part of the embarrassment that you’re feeling right now, because it is one thing to watch someone and fantasise about your best friend, it’s another thing to watch your best friend with his hands on his cock for everyone to see.
did he know you watch him?
no, he couldn’t, he had no way of knowing you were one of his viewers. your username wasn’t connected to your real identity and you never sent any comments or donations. you never interacted outside of simply… watching.
logically, there was no reason he would ever connect you to his account, but logic isn’t helping you right now, your imagination is and your imagination is cruel.
what if he’d recognised something?
what if there had been some tiny clue?
what if you had ever said something that you don’t remember now?
what if-
“no”, you say as you shake your head and then you force yourself to breathe.
your mind drifts back to the ending, to his wink, and you wonder why he did that today, what made him decide to show his face when he’s never done that before. you keep staring blankly at your phone as the minutes pass, for longer than you realise, as your thoughts circle endlessly.
should you pretend nothing happened?
should you never mention it?
should you stop watching his livestreams?
would you even be able to look him in the eye when you got back to seoul?
would he notice something was different?
it’s in the middle of these thoughts when your phone suddenly rings so loud that you jump on your bed, the sound slicing through the silence. your heart lurches when you look at the screen and you see a facetime call filling the screen.
it’s from jeongin, of course.
your breath catches as the phone continues ringing in your trembling hands. normally, you’d answer as soon as you saw him calling you, but today, your thumb hovers uselessly over the screen, not letting you answer it.
you can’t face him, at least not right now. the ringing continues and you imagine him waiting on the other side, completely unaware of the storm currently unfolding inside your head. the call ends and the silence crashes back into your room. another wave of guilt washes over you because you never ignore his calls, never. if anything, he’s usually the one who forgets to answer sometimes because he leaves his phone god knows where.
you inhale slowly through your nose, hold it and then exhale. it helps you a bit but your pulse is still far too fast. you push yourself upright on the bed, only then becoming painfully aware of your current state - you’re still half naked. you stand up and walk towards the wardrobe, grabbing a fresh pair of underwear and some shorts before you move to the bathroom attached to your room.
you lean against the sink for a second, staring at the mirror and you barely recognise yourself, your cheeks still flushed and your eyes still open wide. you turn on the tap, splashing cool water over your face and then you grab a towel, cleaning yourself up. once you’re clean enough, you put the panties and shorts on before you return to your bed, sitting cross-legged on it with your phone resting in your lap.
you stare at jeongin’s contact for nearly a minute - you could pretend you never saw his call or you could text him instead, saying you were out and couldn’t talk right now, but you decide against it because you know that would only make things worse, he’d already know something was wrong.
you take one deep breath and then press the button and before the second ring can even start, jeongin appears on your screen.
“finally!”
his grin is immediate, warm enough to soften inside you the part of you that was screaming at you not to do this. his hair looks slightly damp, as though he’d showered not too long ago.
“hey”, you manage to say.
his smile widens, “you missed my call”
“i know”, you say before you clear your throat, “i was… in the bathroom”
“it’s fine, don’t worry”, he says, and then he studies your face, his smile softening almost imperceptibly, “you okay?”
your stomach tightens because he’s too observant, he’s always been that way with you.
“yeah, i’m fine”
“you sure?”
“mmhm”, you say, nodding your head.
“you don’t sound very convincing”, he says.
you force a small laugh, “yeah, i just… didn’t sleep much last night”
his eyebrows lift, “really?”
“yeah”
“are you that excited to see me again?”, he says, teasing you now.
“oh no, i’m already dreading it”, you say, making him laugh, which relaxes you a tiny bit.
“well, in that case, then i don’t wanna see you either”, he says and you shake your head laughing now.
the knot in your chest loosens ever so slightly and for a few precious minutes, everything almost feels normal. he tells you what he has done these past days without you - even though you’ve texted each other constantly - and you tell him everything you’ve done and seen during your holidays with your family.
the conversation is no different from the ones you’ve always had, flowing in the familiar way you’ve built over years of friendship. it’s easy and effortless and yet, every time he smiles, your thoughts threaten to drift, and every time he looks directly into the camera, you’re reminded of a different screen, a different moment.
you hate that your brain keeps making that connection. you don’t want to feel as though there’s a new wall between the two of you, you already had to deal with your crush on him for now to-
“y/n?”
you had been trying so hard to act naturally that you hadn’t even realised you had stopped responding.
“what?”
you see his smile fading a bit, “you sure you’re okay?”
you try to smile at him but it doesn’t reach your eyes, he can see it.
“yeah”, you say, but he doesn’t believe you.
he scratches the back of his neck, “you keep zoning out”
you hadn’t even realised, “i-i’m sorry”
“it’s okay, i just…”, he says, his voice light as his eyes remain fixed on your face, “i know you and i know something’s bothering you”
jeongin waits patiently on the other side of the screen, giving you the space to answer if you want to and you find yourself wondering whether you’re capable of looking him in the eye and pretending, just a little longer, that nothing has changed. he looks at you a bit more and then speaks again.
“you know what? let’s have a drink”
you raise an eyebrow, “a drink?”
“mmhm”, he nods his head.
“you remember i’m not in seoul, right?”
“i know, but just because you’re not here doesn’t mean we can’t drink together”, he says as he gestures towards his phone, “we’ve got facetime”
you stare at him, “are you serious?”
“yeah”, he nods his head again.
you think about it, how it may help your mind stop spinning for a while, forget what happened during the live. jeongin seems to notice your hesitation.
“oh, come on”, he says as his smile softens, “we can just hang out like we usually do, no pressure”
“okay”, you hear yourself say, you don’t even realise the word has escaped your lips.
his face immediately brightens, “perfect! do you have beer and soju?”
“yes, my uncle bought a few bottles yesterday”
“okay, go and get them!”
you shake your head smiling and then leave your room, carrying your phone with you all the way. when you get to the kitchen, you open the fridge and find some cans of beer on the top shelf and an unopened bottle of soju.
you pick both up and lift them towards the camera, “found them!”
“me too!”, he says as he shows you his drinks, “now, go back to your room”
“bossy”, you say, which makes him laugh.
you pick up a glass and then go back to your room. once you’re inside, you reach for the lock and then lock your room again. you’re not really sure why you do it but you don’t dwell on it either. you return to your bed and sit down with your back against the headboard. at the same time, you see jeongin sitting back down on his sofa before he looks at you again and smiles.
“ready?”, he asks you.
“you remember that i’m a total lightweight, right?”
his grin grows wider, “oh… i forgot”
“no, you didn’t”
he laughs again, “of course i didn’t, you always get very… talkative”
“i do not!”
you absolutely do.
he’s still laughing and you can’t help laughing with him. he reaches offscreen and returns with one glass.
“so, the important part now… beer first and then the soju”
both of you work at the same time: you open the beers first, pour them carefully and then reach for the soju bottles and pour that one too, tiny bubbles rushing to the surface of your glasses as the drinks mix together.
you look at your glass as you only hope that the alcohol will quiet your thoughts before your heart decides to say something you’re not supposed to.
“cheers”, jeongin says as he lifts his glass towards the camera.
you mirror the gesture, holding yours up as if you were actually sitting across from each other.
“cheers”
of course the glasses never touch, but you both smile anyway before taking your first sip. you both talk as you drink, the conversation never stopping, something that hasn’t changed from the day you first met. the heaviness from earlier becomes easier to carry, it’s not gone but you feel yourself a bit more relaxed and calm now.
however, every now and then, your eyes drift towards his face, especially his smile, and every single time, your thoughts threaten to wander somewhere they absolutely shouldn’t, so you pull them back before they can.
“round two”, jeongin says as he notices both of your glasses are empty.
you prepare your drinks again, like you did before, beer first then soju but just as you’re doing it, jeongin speaks again.
“easy”
you stop, “what?”
he points at your glass, “that’s a bit too much, don’t you think?”
you look at your glass and then shrug your shoulders, “it’s fine”
he takes a sip of his glass before looking back at you.
“just… go easy, okay? i think you’re getting a little tipsy”
“i’m okay, don’t worry”, you say as you finally stop.
“... okay”, he says, “small sips”
“yes, dad”
“i knew you’d say that”, he says as you take a sip from your drink.
“you walked right into it”
the second glass disappears faster than the first one and even though you’re not fully drunk, the careful filter you usually keep over your words begins to feel… thinner, making you stop overthinking every word that leaves your mouth, which leads to you not realising what you say before you actually do it.
“i really needed this… my head has been annoying me all day… and it was your fault. well, yours and your stupid livestream”
jeongin’s smile fades, shock replacing it instead, “my what?”
“your livestream”, you say again, not fully realising what you’re saying, “the one you just did”, you say as you wave your hand vaguely, as if that explains everything, “i didn’t know it was you because, well… you had never shown your face before”, you say, as a laugh escapes you, “but also last night… i had a dream about you, and i… i couldn’t stop thinking about you all day so yeah… this is all your fault”
he looks at you carefully, as though trying to decide whether to ask something or not, and when he finally speaks, his voice is quiet, because he’s completely lost.
“y/n, wha-”
you look up at the screen as you cut in, “jeongin, i have a crush on you”
at that moment, your own words echo inside your head and you finally realise what you’ve just done.
“oh”, you say, your stomach dropping and the alcohol haze evaporating all at once, “oh no… i-”, you clap a hand over your mouth, “i did not just say that”
jeongin is still staring at you so you take the opportunity to speak again.
“i-”, you begin as you shake your head rapidly, “forget i said anything, please. i…”, you squeeze your eyes shut, “i wasn’t supposed to tell you like this, or to tell you at all. i know you don’t feel the same way and this is probably really awkward, i just…”
“hey”, he says, his voice gentle making you stop talking, “y/n, look at me”
reluctantly, you do, and even though you can see the surprise on his face, there’s something else there too.
“i have a crush on you too, y/n”
“... what?”
a tiny smile appears on his face and then he chuckles, “i’m serious, i like you, y/n”
“you’re joking”
“i’m not”
you stare at him, searching his face for any sign that he’s teasing you but you don’t find one there.
“i never wanted to risk losing our friendship so i never said anything”, he continues.
you look at him, not knowing what to say, not knowing if this is real or not, maybe you drank more than you thought.
“but, y/n… what you said, about you watching my livestreams…”
you freeze, “oh no…”
his smile returns, and this time it’s a smile you’ve never seen on his face, and you know that whatever happens now is gonna change everything.
“you watched them often?”, he asks you and when you don’t answer him, he hums, “i’ll take that as a yes”
your face grows hotter under his gaze, his eyes locking onto the camera with an intensity that makes your breath hitch. you’ve never seen him like this and you have to admit that you like it, a bit too much maybe.
“tell me what you do during my lives, y/n”, he says as he leans in closer.
your body freezes and your heart starts pounding so hard you can feel it in your chest. his words make your cunt clench and you feel wet again, your arousal starting to drip down your thighs. he smirks, clearly enjoying the power he has on you even through the screen.
“darling, it’s not fair that you get to see everything i do while i don’t even know a damn thing about how you get off to it”, he says, “go on, show me”
you’re not sure how your conversation turned into this, but you don’t fucking care. heat floods your face and pools lower, your body responding to him and his words instantly. the dominance in his tone makes your cunt ache, and without thinking, your fingers move to your shorts, moving over your swollen clit over the fabric, letting him see what you’re doing through the screen.
“that’s it, darling, i can almost see you getting wetter from here. keep going, and tell me exactly how you touch yourself to my livestreams”
you swallow hard, your voice barely a whisper, “i… i rub my clit and push my fingers inside while you stroke your cock. i-i get so wet it drips everywhere”
he hums and smirks, “mmhm. i think it would be so much better if you showed it to me instead of just saying it”
your hand slides under your t-shirt, gripping your breast over your bra before you trail it down to press against your shorts again. you grind your palm over your clothed cunt, feeling the damp spot grow as you rock your hips.
“that’s cute, but not what i meant”, he says, his voice dropping even lower now, “you’ve seen me completely naked, it’s only fair i see you naked too. take those clothes off. now”
shivering with a mix of embarrassment and how incredibly turned on you are, you obey him, taking off your t-shirt and bra first, letting him see your breasts, your nipples already hard and begging for attention. then you take your shorts and panties off, leaving you fully naked on the bed, your legs spread open and wide towards the phone.
jeongin groans at the sight, “perfect. now touch yourself and let me hear those pretty sounds”
your fingers move to your now exposed cunt, circling your clit and making sparks shoot up your spine. the cool air hits your wet folds, making you even more sensitive as you spread your legs wider for jeongin to see.
“fuck, it feels so good”, you moan as you slide two fingers down to tease your entrance before pushing them inside.
“describe it to me, y/n”, jeongin says, his eyes dark and hungry on the screen, “tell me how good you’re feeling right now and what you’re thinking about while you fuck that tight hole”
“you”, you gasp out, adding another finger and moaning louder as they slide in without any resistance, “i’m thinking about you and your cock, how much i want it stretching me open instead of my fingers”
jeongin’s smirk widens, “that’s my girl. keep going, tell me how badly you need me”
“i need you so much”, you whine, curling your fingers to hit that sensitive spot inside you, “i need your mouth on me, your cock, just… anything, p-please- jeongin”
he chuckles darkly, “i wanna lick you clean, darling, bury my tongue in that dripping pussy and taste every drop of you while you scream my name”
your walls flutter around your fingers at his words, another gush of wetness soaking your hand, “i wanna see you too”, you beg him, your eyes locked on the screen now, “please, show me your cock”
“but have you been a good girl?”, he teases you, “do you deserve it?”
“yes”, you moan as your orgasm builds fast, “i’ve been so good, watching you and touching myself just like this every time”
jeongin can see the way your body tenses, your thighs shaking and your moans pitching higher as you near the edge.
“stop”, he says, “don’t come yet. not until i’m ready to come with you”
you stop, pulling your soaked fingers out with a frustrated whimper, your cunt clenching around nothing now, so close to your orgasm that it hurts. your eyes plead with the camera, begging silently as your chest heaves. but then you see how he moves back and then takes all of his clothes off, his hand moving to his cock and spreading the precum beading at the tip.
jeongin’s hand wraps tightly around his thick cock and your eyes lock onto the sight, your naked body still spread wide on the bed, your pussy throbbing from the denial.
“look at you, darling”, he says, his eyes fixed on your cunt through the camera, “you must wanna put that pretty mouth to use on me right? wrap those lips around my cock and suck me down while you finger that soaked pussy?”
“yes, fuck yes”, you beg, your voice cracking.
your hand twitches towards your clit, desperate to touch yourself again, but jeongin’s sharp tone cuts through.
“stop. hands off. don’t you dare touch yourself until i say so”
you whimper in frustration, pulling your fingers away just as they brush your folds, your cunt clenching emptily and sending another trickle of arousal down your thighs. your nipples ache and you arch your back, moaning at the image of him jerking off for you. he strokes his cock harder now, his hips thrusting into his fist.
“that’s it”, he says, “keep moaning for me. imagine my cock stretching your throat, fucking your face while you choke on it”
your body trembles, your thighs shaking as you fight the urge to move your finger back inside you again. every stroke he makes makes your cunt flutter, you’re so wet it’s pooling beneath you.
“p-please, jeongin, i-i need it”, you whine, your voice breathy and desperate, “i need you, i… i need to come”
he chuckles again, slowing his strokes to edge himself, “not yet. be a good girl for me and wait”
your begging intensifies, your hips bucking against nothing as you tell him how badly you want him, but he denies you again when your hand slips too close without you realising.
“stop”, he says again and you do, panting, your orgasm hovering right at the edge and then, when his breathing grows ragged and his cock swells in his grip, he groans louder than before, “now, finger yourself again. make that pussy come with me”
you don’t wait any longer, you move three fingers deep into your soaked cunt while your thumb circles your clit. more moans pour from your lips, mixing with his grunts as his hand moves faster around his cock.
“fuck, yes, think about my tongue licking every drop from your pussy”, he says and that is enough to push you over.
your orgasm hits explosively, your walls clamping down on your fingers as you squirt around them, your juices coming out in waves that soak the sheets. your vision blurs, your body convulsing with pleasure while jeongin groans loudly, his cum coming out in thick ropes across his stomach and hand as he comes with you. you both ride it out together, your screams echoing as his release paints his skin and your cunt keeps pulsing and dripping endlessly.
once your orgasms end, you both stare at the screen, your chest heaving and your faces red.
“that was… intense”, you whisper, a shy smile tugging at your lips as you look at the mess between your legs and realise what has just happened.
jeongin smirks, wiping his cum slowly, “you were perfect, y/n, don’t overthink it. just watching you come like that for me and thinking you’ve done that every time, i… fuck-”, he leans closer, his voice softening but still dominant, “when do you arrive in seoul?”
“in two days. at 6”, you reply, still catching your breath.
“good. i’ll take you out for dinner that night”, he says, his eyes gleaming, “and if you’re good enough, i’ll give you a private show later”
a/n: we didn't have our maknae ON top but he's still the best top 😎 thank you so much for reading again, only three to go now: my han girlies get ready for the ride hip hip
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andy is the next one cyber sex w jeongin 😊
he is the next one yes 😏
in desperate need of writing the fluffiest and sappiest fic imaginable after all the smut in the live: unfiltered series. i am on it 🫡
also!! i wanted to say that this is the first time i’ve done covers for my fics myself 🥹 they might not be anything too fancy, but i had so much fun making them and i definitely want to do it again sometime (just wait until you see chan’s one bc i’m absolutely obsessed with that one ahhhhhh)
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yay yay thank you my love!! we’re only halfway through so i hope you’re still ready for some more fire
the roommate paradox
pairing: felix x reader
genre: smut
wc: 4.1k
warnings: unprotected sex; tits play; face sitting; squirting; praising; dirty talk; voyeurism; exhibitionism
summary: there’s a version of you that only exists online and there’s a version of felix that only exists behind a screen. neither of you has ever said anything about it but living together changes everything and in the end, something has to give
live: unfiltered series
the café is busy as you and your friend yuna sit by the window, your shopping bags piled around your table after spending almost the entire day wandering through the city.
“you definitely spent more than i did”, yuna says as she takes a sip of her coffee, eyeing the bags at your feet.
you laugh, “that’s not true”
“it is true”
“no, it’s not. it only looks like that because lingerie stores use these super tiny bags”
she raises an eyebrow, “that, and the fact that you bought like… ten sets”
“eight”
she gives you a pointed look.
“two of them will barely cover anything so i wouldn’t say i bought ten sets”, you say, trying to defend yourself.
she bursts into laughter, nearly spilling her drink, “you’re impossible, y/n”
“so i’ve been told”, you say laughing too.
unlike most people in your life, she knows exactly why you buy so much lingerie, she is one of the very few people who knows what you actually do for work. she knows you do livestreams, that you create adult content, and she knows how much planning actually goes into every single one of them. she has even helped you pick your new lingerie many times before, like she has done today.
she reaches over and nudges one of the bags with her foot, “so… which one is for this week’s stream?”
you grin, “the black one”
“the one with the silver details?”, she asks you and you nod your head, “yes! i love that one. you’re gonna look fucking hot in it”
“it’s one of those that barely leaves anything to the imagination so… i fucking hope so”
she laughs again, “you will, i’m sure of it”
doing the livestreams is more work than people realise and sometimes it feels more like running a small business than anything else. but still, you genuinely enjoy it and yuna knows that.
“so”, she says, stirring the foam in her coffee, “how’s the roommate life going?”
your smile comes instantly, “it’s perfect, i genuinely love living with felix”
“i had a feeling you’d say that, he seems like a dream”
“he really is, it’s so easy living with him honestly”, you tell her, your smile growing bigger.
“you two don’t drive each other crazy?”
“not at all”
she leans back, smiling too, “no arguments? no passive-aggressive sticky notes?”
you shake your head, “nothing”
you think about felix and how living together has been effortless, not that it surprised you if you have to be honest.
“he’s one of my best friends and i think we just… we really understand each other”, you say, and then sigh, smiling into your coffee, “and i already know i’m gonna miss him when he leaves”
she tilts her head, “y/n, he hasn’t even moved out yet”
“i know”, you say, sighing again.
“how much longer?”
“i don’t know… i think two more months or something like that”
the thought leaves a strange heaviness in your chest. when felix’s apartment renovations are finished, he’ll move back home and then everything will go back to normal. your apartment will be quieter, your kitchen will probably be cleaner, but you will definitely be lonelier.
“i got used to having him around all the time”, you continue.
“i can tell”, she says, “you two really make it work”
“yeah, we do”, you say as you take a sip from your drink.
“and i guess that it really helps that you both work doing the same thing”
you stop drinking your coffee and look at her, “... what?”
she looks at you as if the answer is obvious, “i said it probably helps-”
“no”, you frown, “what do you mean “doing the same thing”?”
she stops stirring her drink, “what do you mean?”
you stare at each other for several seconds, none of you saying anything and then yuna laughs awkwardly.
“wait…”, she says as she studies your face, “you don’t know?”
your stomach tightens, “know what?”
her smile slowly disappears, “oh…”
a strange feeling settles over the table, “yuna, what are you talking about?”
she looks genuinely confused, “i thought you knew”
“knew what?”, you ask her again.
she lowers her voice, “felix”
“what about him?”
“he’s a camboy”
her words barely register in your brain, “he’s a what?”
“a camboy”
you look at her, unable to blink, you’re not sure if you’re even breathing at this point.
“i’m sorry?”
she frowns, “you seriously didn’t know?”
“no”, you say, shaking your head.
“he never told you?”
you shake your head again, “no”, then you let out a nervous laugh, “i think you’ve got the wrong person-”
“i don’t”, she cuts in.
“there has to be another one-”
“there isn’t”
“you are mistaken”
“i’m really not”, she says, her tone firmer now.
your heartbeat starts picking up, “felix?”
“the same felix who lives with you, yeah”
“my felix?”
she nods her head looking at you, “yes”
“no”
“yes”
“no”
she reaches for her phone, “y/n, i’ve watched his lives for a while”
your eyebrows shoot up, “you’ve watched them!?”
she shrugs, “yeah”
“you’ve… watched felix?”
“look i didn’t know him personally when i saw the first one”
“but yuna that was… years ago”
“i know”
“and you’ve watched his lives… all these years? and you never told me?”
“i honestly thought you already knew”, she says, shrugging her shoulders again.
“i didn’t”
“well, i can see that now”, she says, laughing softly at your face, “i just… i figured you were both keeping it private from everyone else”
“no”
“and you never talked about work together? what you do?”
“no”
she looks just as surprised as you feel, “i thought that was why living together worked so well for you both”
“what?”
“i don’t know, i just assumed that because you’re both in the same field…”
your heart pounds louder with every second, “no…”
she unlocks her phone, “it’s really him, y/n”
she scrolls for a moment before turning the screen towards you. your eyes immediately land on felix’s face and there is no mistaking him - the same freckles and the same blond hair, the same smile and the same eyes you like.
it is him.
“i…”, you say but your voice fails.
“there are even a couple of streams filmed in your apartment”
you turn your head to look at her so fast it almost makes you dizzy.
“what?”
“yeah, i recognised your spare room”
you blink, everything feels a bit too much right now. then she shows you the thumbnail of another livestream and points at it.
“and i’m pretty sure that’s your sofa”, she says.
you feel your blood drain from your face.
“i… i assumed you knew”, you hear yuna speaking again, sounding almost guilty now, “i mean… you work doing the same thing and all that. i thought you… i don’t know, coordinated schedules or something”
you can’t answer, your thoughts are spinning so fast that none of them make sense anymore.
felix?
a camboy?
there is absolutely no way, and yet… the face on the screen belongs to your roommate, to one of your best friends, to the man who is currently living in your apartment with you. you keep staring at the screen, completely lost because you never, not even once, had considered this possibility, not in a million years.
you are pacing across the living room, back to the kitchen, then to the window and then back again, as your phone rests in your hand. every few minutes, you unlock it to see felix’s page still there, still the same profile picture, the same username, the same videos, everything is the same, obviously.
he had texted you some minutes ago to let you know he was coming home after spending the day with chan and jeongin. you keep pacing back and forth until you hear footsteps outside your apartment, then someone typing a code, and you know it’s him.
“there you are”, felix says cheerfully as soon as he opens the door, “i thought you were sleeping because you didn’t reply to my text”
he kicks off his shoes by the entrance and then walks towards you. without hesitation, he wraps both of his arms around your shoulders.
“hi”, he says.
you return his hug because there is nothing that you love more in this world than hugging felix, well, maybe his brownies.
“you’ve been waiting for me?”, he asks you.
“yeah”
“aww”, he says as he squeezes you once before letting go, “i knew you were gonna miss me today”
he drops his bag beside the sofa and then walks towards the kitchen, with you following him.
“you know how exhausting chan gets when he loses”
you can’t help smiling, “that means you won?”
“of course i did”, he says, “jeongin almost beat me but i’m invincible, sunshine, you know it”
you let out a small laugh and for a moment, everything almost feels normal again, like you didn’t find out hours ago that your roommate is a camboy.
“you hungry?”, he asks you.
“no”
“i could make ramen-”
“i’m okay”
he opens the fridge anyway, “you sure?”
“mmhm”
he grabs a bottle of water before he closes the fridge and turns towards you, “so… how was your day?”
there it is, the question, so ordinary and so innocent.
you can’t pretend anymore so you unlock your phone and without saying a word, you walk over to him, then turn the screen towards him. the moment his eyes land on his page, his expression freezes and his face pales. the room falls silent for the first time since he arrived and you’re the first to break it.
“care to explain?”
he doesn’t move, he simply stares at the screen and then at you.
“i…”, his voice is barely above a whisper, “how…”, he swallows, “how did you find this?”
“yuna”, you simply say.
he blinks, “yuna?”
“she thought i already knew”
he closes his eyes and then rubs the back of his neck, “i…”, another long pause, “i can explain”
“i’m listening”, you say.
he lets out a slow breath and his shoulders sag, then he looks at you.
“i know i should’ve told you, i really do. but i was… scared”, you stay quiet, letting him talk, “because a lot of people judge it, they judge me. they hear what i do and then suddenly i’m not… me anymore. they think they know everything about me and i…”, he pauses again, “i didn’t want that to happen with you. i’m sorry, y/n”
his apology is sincere, you can hear it in every word, and in the end, you really know what he’s trying to say, you’ve done the same with him, not telling him you’re a camgirl.
“i never did anything while you were home”, he continues, “i always made sure that you weren’t here when i did my lives. i know that doesn’t make it okay but i just…”, he sighs, “i don’t want you to think differently of me”
you step closer, “felix, it’s okay. i understand”
he blinks, “really?”
you hesitate for only a moment and then you smile, “felix… i’m a camgirl”
felix stares at you, “you’re… you-”
you nod your head, “yeah”
his mouth opens and closes a couple of times before he speaks again, “you?”
“me”
he laughs in complete disbelief, “oh my god… we’re both absolute idiots”, he says as he runs a hand through his hair and then he looks around the room as though seeing it for the first time, “so we’ve both been…”
“working from home”, you say, the two of you laughing together now.
the tension that has filled the apartment since you walked in that afternoon begins to ease, just enough for you to finally breathe. he looks at you for a long moment.
“so… what now?”
a smile slowly spreads across your face.
“well… seeing that we both do the same job…”
his eyebrows rise and he tilts his head, “what are you thinking?”
you hold his gaze for a beat and then, without another word, you untie the belt of your silk dressing gown and let the fabric fall to the floor. you’re wearing the black lingerie set you bought earlier today, its silver details catching the light from the room, making felix’s eyes widen in surprise, completely unable to look away from your almost naked body.
“we should do a livestream together”
felix leans close to his phone as he taps the screen to start the livestream and the moment you both go live, the chat explodes with the first comments.
maknaeontop: no fucking way they’re doing this together
edgequeen: this is the best day of my life
artprince69: she looks so fucking hot in that lingerie
midnightwolf: felix you lucky bastard
felix grins at the comments and then moves so his body presses down on top of yours as he settles between your spread legs.
“look at them already losing their minds over us”, he says, “i think this is the best idea you’ve ever had, sunshine”
your sweet and delicate friend disappears the moment his mouth crashes against yours in a hungry kiss, your tongues sliding together as his hands roam over your body. you feel the hard line of his cock straining against his boxers, grinding down against your cunt while the comments and donations keep pouring in.
felix deepens the kiss, sucking on your lower lip before he pulls back, “let’s give them a show, shall we?”
his fingers hook into the straps of your lingerie, slowly peeling it off your body. he takes your bra off first, exposing your breasts, then he tugs your panties down your legs and tosses them aside, leaving you completely naked now. you reach for his boxers next, letting his cock spring free as he kicks them off completely. his mouth finds yours again as his hips start moving, his cock sliding along your folds without entering you yet.
dirtypup: she’s soaked already
user69: this is insane
princessonline: i’m gonna come just from seeing them
“fuck, you feel so good already”, felix says, his cock dragging up and down your cunt.
he kisses down your neck, biting at your collarbone before returning to your mouth. his tongue pushes deep as his hips grind harder, the head of his cock catching against your clit with every thrust.
cumslut: fuck her already
edgequeen: they’re so into each other fuck this is so hot
felix pulls back a bit, his eyes dark with lust as he looks down at you.
“hold your tits for me”, he says, his voice totally commanding, “push them together. i wanna fuck them while everyone watches”
you nod your head and then cup your breasts and squeeze them together for him. felix moves up your body, straddling your waist as he positions his cock between them. his hot and hard length slides between your breasts as he starts thrusting.
“that’s it”, he growls, watching his cock disappear between your breasts, “squeeze them tighter. fuck, your tits feel incredible around my cock”
quokkjone: fuck yessss
strongspear: she’s such a good girl for him
cumslut: felix is throbbing so hard
artprince69: about to bust already
“look at all these people watching me use your tits”, felix pants, his hips snapping faster, “i bet all the boys are stroking their cocks thinking about doing this to you. but it’s me, i’m the one fucking these perfect tits right now”
the tip of his cock pokes out near your chin with every thrust and then, he leans forward a bit more so it brushes against your lips.
“open up. let me see you lick it”, he says.
you extend your tongue, licking the tip each time it emerges from between your breasts. felix moans loudly, his rhythm becoming erratic now.
“fuck, just like that. you’re being so good for me… you’re gonna make me come all over you”
edgequeen: this is the hottest thing i’ve ever seen
cumslut: he’s gonna explode
“i-i’m close”, he says.
“come for me, felix”, you say as you feel the tip of his cock swelling between your breasts.
with a final deep thrust, felix throws his head back and groans as he comes, his cum splattering across your breasts and neck, some of it reaching your chin and mouth. he keeps thrusting through his climax, smearing his cum across your skin with his cock.
felix slows his movements, breathing heavily as he looks down at the mess he’s made on your body. the comments and donations continue coming, everyone still losing their minds over what they just witnessed.
leethighs: she looks perfect like that
dirtypup: i just came from seeing that
he leans down, his lips finding yours as his tongue slides against yours while his cum still glistens across your skin. you continue making out until you push against his chest firmly, flipping him onto his back. felix lands on the bed with a surprised grunt, his eyes widening as you swing a leg over his body and straddle his hips.
“my turn now”, you tell him.
his cock twitches against your thigh, still half-hard and sensitive from his recent orgasm. you lean down and kiss him again, harder this time as your tongue claims his mouth and your hips roll forward against his body. your cunt drags along the length of his cock, smearing his own cum between your folds.
felix gasps into the kiss, his body jerking beneath you.
“fuck- s-sensitive”, he whines against your lips, his hands gripping your waist, “give me a second, sunshine”
but you don’t. you keep grinding, sliding your cunt up and down his cock, feeling it twitch and throb under you as his whimpers grow louder.
maknaeontop: he’s whining already
edgequeen: she’s in charge now
cumslut: sit on it
you kiss down his jaw and then you sit up straighter, shifting your body higher. your knees slide forward along the bed until you’re hovering just above his chest. felix’s eyes darken with realisation as you keep moving upwards, positioning yourself over his face.
“oh fuck, yes”, he says, his hands immediately gripping your thighs, “come here, sunshine”
he pulls you down hard, seating your cunt directly onto his mouth. his tongue lashes out immediately, licking through your folds. you moan loudly, gripping your breasts again, squeezing and pinching your nipples as you start to ride his face, grinding your clit against his tongue as he devours you.
“that’s it”, you say, your voice shaking with pleasure, “fuck, your mouth feels s-so good”
felix groans into you and then his tongue lowers and pushes inside you, fucking you shallowly before dragging up to circle your clit again. he sucks there hard, his lips sealed tight around it while his hands keep you pinned to his face.
quokkjone: fucking perfect
midnightwolf: he’s going to town!!
strongspear: fuck i wish it was me
“good boy”, you say as you start rocking your hips faster, “yeah, just like that. d-don’t stop”
felix’s nose presses against your clit with every grind, his tongue relentless as he laps at your dripping entrance. he moves one of his hands, sliding it between your bodies until his fingers find your clit now. he rubs fast circles while his tongue continues to thrust inside you, your thighs starting to shake around his head.
“fuck- felix- i’m c-close”, you cry out, grinding harder, “don’t stop, don’t you fucking stop”
his fingers start working faster, his tongue flattening to let you ride it completely. your moans turn into broken screams as the pressure builds, your whole body tensing above him until you finally break. you scream his name as your cunt clenches and pulses, flooding his mouth and chin with your release.
your thighs squeeze around his head while you grind through every wave of your orgasm, soaking his face. felix keeps licking, drinking you down as your body trembles above him. once he makes sure you’re alright, he pulls you down against his chest, your bodies slick with sweat and cum as you settle on top of him.
your lips find his again, slow and deep, your tongues sliding together while his hands roam freely over your curves. his palms trace the dip of your waist, slide up to cup your breasts and then they drift lower again to squeeze your ass, his fingers digging in possessively. you moan into the kiss, grinding lazily against his thigh again, feeling the wet mess between your legs smear across his skin.
princessonline: fuck they’re not done
leethighs: i already came twice fuck
felix moves you both carefully, guiding you forward until you’re positioned right in front of the camera on your hands and knees. he moves behind you, his breath hot against your spine as he leans in, pressing open-mouthed kisses down your back, his tongue flicking out to taste the salt on your skin. each kiss trails lower until his lips reach the small of your back, then he moves and grips your hips as he lines himself up.
you feel his cock press against your entrance and then he pushes in, stretching you open until he’s buried deep. a low groan rips from his throat as your walls clench around him.
“fuck, y/n, you’re so tight”, he growls, pulling back and thrusting forward again, his hips snapping against your ass with each thrust.
midnightwolf: fuck she’s taking him so well
cumslut: fuck her harder
quokkjone: i’m gonna come again fuckkk
felix’s hands grip your hips hard enough to leave marks on your skin and your breasts sway beneath you with every thrust. he leans over your back, one of his hands sliding up to grab your shoulder as he starts thrusting deeper, hitting your spot again and again.
“you feel so fucking good”, he pants against your ear, “taking my cock like you were made for it… f-fuck”
he pulls you upright, your back pressed against his chest now. his cock stays buried inside you as he wraps one arm around your waist. his other hand reaches up, his fingers turning your face towards him so your mouths meet in a desperate kiss. your tongues tangle together while his other hand slides down between your legs until his fingers find your clit, his cock still thrusting up into you. you moan loudly into his mouth, one of your hands reaching back to grip his hair.
“oh god… don’t stop”, you whimper against his lips, “please… right there- fuck, i’m g-gonna come”
his fingers start moving faster, pressing and circling while his hips continue moving, thrusting faster and harder now.
artprince69: do it faster she’s gonna come
maknaeontop: she’s gonna explode
you scream his name as you come hard, your juices gushing out around his cock and soaking his fingers and the sheets beneath you. your whole body shakes in his arms, your thigh trembling as you squirt, drenching everything. felix groans loudly, his own orgasm following yours as his cock pulses deep inside you while he keeps rubbing your clit.
dirtypup: holy fuck
quokkjone: she drenched him
edgequeen: i want him to fuck me too
cumslut: i came just from imagining i’m her oh my god
felix slows his movements, pressing kisses to your shoulder as you both try to catch your breath. he looks at the camera and then smirks and moves you enough so he can reach his phone to end the livestream, the screen going dark now. he carefully pulls out of you, lies you on the bed and turns you in his arms, checking your face.
“you okay?”, he asks you softly as he brushes your hair from your forehead, the sweet and tender felix you’re used to slowly coming back now.
you nod your head, still trembling from the intensity but feeling perfect, better than you’ve ever felt before.
he smiles at you and pulls you closer, “good. and, y/n, just so you know, i think we should do this again”
you snort and look at him, smiling softly, “what? another live?”
felix shakes his head, his eyes dark again with renewed hunger, “not a live, no. this, just you and me”
you look at him, feeling that same fire inside you again and then you both lean in at the same time, your mouths meeting in the middle. his hands slide over your body one more time, and you feel his cock already twitching back to life against your thigh, the night far from over.
a/n: and with our brownie boy, we're already halfway through wowowow 🥳 thank you all so much for reading, i hope you enjoyed this part too and get ready because our very own maknae is next 😎
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the roommate paradox
pairing: felix x reader
genre: smut
wc: 4.1k
warnings: unprotected sex; tits play; face sitting; squirting; praising; dirty talk; voyeurism; exhibitionism
summary: there’s a version of you that only exists online and there’s a version of felix that only exists behind a screen. neither of you has ever said anything about it but living together changes everything and in the end, something has to give
live: unfiltered series
the café is busy as you and your friend yuna sit by the window, your shopping bags piled around your table after spending almost the entire day wandering through the city.
“you definitely spent more than i did”, yuna says as she takes a sip of her coffee, eyeing the bags at your feet.
you laugh, “that’s not true”
“it is true”
“no, it’s not. it only looks like that because lingerie stores use these super tiny bags”
she raises an eyebrow, “that, and the fact that you bought like… ten sets”
“eight”
she gives you a pointed look.
“two of them will barely cover anything so i wouldn’t say i bought ten sets”, you say, trying to defend yourself.
she bursts into laughter, nearly spilling her drink, “you’re impossible, y/n”
“so i’ve been told”, you say laughing too.
unlike most people in your life, she knows exactly why you buy so much lingerie, she is one of the very few people who knows what you actually do for work. she knows you do livestreams, that you create adult content, and she knows how much planning actually goes into every single one of them. she has even helped you pick your new lingerie many times before, like she has done today.
she reaches over and nudges one of the bags with her foot, “so… which one is for this week’s stream?”
you grin, “the black one”
“the one with the silver details?”, she asks you and you nod your head, “yes! i love that one. you’re gonna look fucking hot in it”
“it’s one of those that barely leaves anything to the imagination so… i fucking hope so”
she laughs again, “you will, i’m sure of it”
doing the livestreams is more work than people realise and sometimes it feels more like running a small business than anything else. but still, you genuinely enjoy it and yuna knows that.
“so”, she says, stirring the foam in her coffee, “how’s the roommate life going?”
your smile comes instantly, “it’s perfect, i genuinely love living with felix”
“i had a feeling you’d say that, he seems like a dream”
“he really is, it’s so easy living with him honestly”, you tell her, your smile growing bigger.
“you two don’t drive each other crazy?”
“not at all”
she leans back, smiling too, “no arguments? no passive-aggressive sticky notes?”
you shake your head, “nothing”
you think about felix and how living together has been effortless, not that it surprised you if you have to be honest.
“he’s one of my best friends and i think we just… we really understand each other”, you say, and then sigh, smiling into your coffee, “and i already know i’m gonna miss him when he leaves”
she tilts her head, “y/n, he hasn’t even moved out yet”
“i know”, you say, sighing again.
“how much longer?”
“i don’t know… i think two more months or something like that”
the thought leaves a strange heaviness in your chest. when felix’s apartment renovations are finished, he’ll move back home and then everything will go back to normal. your apartment will be quieter, your kitchen will probably be cleaner, but you will definitely be lonelier.
“i got used to having him around all the time”, you continue.
“i can tell”, she says, “you two really make it work”
“yeah, we do”, you say as you take a sip from your drink.
“and i guess that it really helps that you both work doing the same thing”
you stop drinking your coffee and look at her, “... what?”
she looks at you as if the answer is obvious, “i said it probably helps-”
“no”, you frown, “what do you mean “doing the same thing”?”
she stops stirring her drink, “what do you mean?”
you stare at each other for several seconds, none of you saying anything and then yuna laughs awkwardly.
“wait…”, she says as she studies your face, “you don’t know?”
your stomach tightens, “know what?”
her smile slowly disappears, “oh…”
a strange feeling settles over the table, “yuna, what are you talking about?”
she looks genuinely confused, “i thought you knew”
“knew what?”, you ask her again.
she lowers her voice, “felix”
“what about him?”
“he’s a camboy”
her words barely register in your brain, “he’s a what?”
“a camboy”
you look at her, unable to blink, you’re not sure if you’re even breathing at this point.
“i’m sorry?”
she frowns, “you seriously didn’t know?”
“no”, you say, shaking your head.
“he never told you?”
you shake your head again, “no”, then you let out a nervous laugh, “i think you’ve got the wrong person-”
“i don’t”, she cuts in.
“there has to be another one-”
“there isn’t”
“you are mistaken”
“i’m really not”, she says, her tone firmer now.
your heartbeat starts picking up, “felix?”
“the same felix who lives with you, yeah”
“my felix?”
she nods her head looking at you, “yes”
“no”
“yes”
“no”
she reaches for her phone, “y/n, i’ve watched his lives for a while”
your eyebrows shoot up, “you’ve watched them!?”
she shrugs, “yeah”
“you’ve… watched felix?”
“look i didn’t know him personally when i saw the first one”
“but yuna that was… years ago”
“i know”
“and you’ve watched his lives… all these years? and you never told me?”
“i honestly thought you already knew”, she says, shrugging her shoulders again.
“i didn’t”
“well, i can see that now”, she says, laughing softly at your face, “i just… i figured you were both keeping it private from everyone else”
“no”
“and you never talked about work together? what you do?”
“no”
she looks just as surprised as you feel, “i thought that was why living together worked so well for you both”
“what?”
“i don’t know, i just assumed that because you’re both in the same field…”
your heart pounds louder with every second, “no…”
she unlocks her phone, “it’s really him, y/n”
she scrolls for a moment before turning the screen towards you. your eyes immediately land on felix’s face and there is no mistaking him - the same freckles and the same blond hair, the same smile and the same eyes you like.
it is him.
“i…”, you say but your voice fails.
“there are even a couple of streams filmed in your apartment”
you turn your head to look at her so fast it almost makes you dizzy.
“what?”
“yeah, i recognised your spare room”
you blink, everything feels a bit too much right now. then she shows you the thumbnail of another livestream and points at it.
“and i’m pretty sure that’s your sofa”, she says.
you feel your blood drain from your face.
“i… i assumed you knew”, you hear yuna speaking again, sounding almost guilty now, “i mean… you work doing the same thing and all that. i thought you… i don’t know, coordinated schedules or something”
you can’t answer, your thoughts are spinning so fast that none of them make sense anymore.
felix?
a camboy?
there is absolutely no way, and yet… the face on the screen belongs to your roommate, to one of your best friends, to the man who is currently living in your apartment with you. you keep staring at the screen, completely lost because you never, not even once, had considered this possibility, not in a million years.
you are pacing across the living room, back to the kitchen, then to the window and then back again, as your phone rests in your hand. every few minutes, you unlock it to see felix’s page still there, still the same profile picture, the same username, the same videos, everything is the same, obviously.
he had texted you some minutes ago to let you know he was coming home after spending the day with chan and jeongin. you keep pacing back and forth until you hear footsteps outside your apartment, then someone typing a code, and you know it’s him.
“there you are”, felix says cheerfully as soon as he opens the door, “i thought you were sleeping because you didn’t reply to my text”
he kicks off his shoes by the entrance and then walks towards you. without hesitation, he wraps both of his arms around your shoulders.
“hi”, he says.
you return his hug because there is nothing that you love more in this world than hugging felix, well, maybe his brownies.
“you’ve been waiting for me?”, he asks you.
“yeah”
“aww”, he says as he squeezes you once before letting go, “i knew you were gonna miss me today”
he drops his bag beside the sofa and then walks towards the kitchen, with you following him.
“you know how exhausting chan gets when he loses”
you can’t help smiling, “that means you won?”
“of course i did”, he says, “jeongin almost beat me but i’m invincible, sunshine, you know it”
you let out a small laugh and for a moment, everything almost feels normal again, like you didn’t find out hours ago that your roommate is a camboy.
“you hungry?”, he asks you.
“no”
“i could make ramen-”
“i’m okay”
he opens the fridge anyway, “you sure?”
“mmhm”
he grabs a bottle of water before he closes the fridge and turns towards you, “so… how was your day?”
there it is, the question, so ordinary and so innocent.
you can’t pretend anymore so you unlock your phone and without saying a word, you walk over to him, then turn the screen towards him. the moment his eyes land on his page, his expression freezes and his face pales. the room falls silent for the first time since he arrived and you’re the first to break it.
“care to explain?”
he doesn’t move, he simply stares at the screen and then at you.
“i…”, his voice is barely above a whisper, “how…”, he swallows, “how did you find this?”
“yuna”, you simply say.
he blinks, “yuna?”
“she thought i already knew”
he closes his eyes and then rubs the back of his neck, “i…”, another long pause, “i can explain”
“i’m listening”, you say.
he lets out a slow breath and his shoulders sag, then he looks at you.
“i know i should’ve told you, i really do. but i was… scared”, you stay quiet, letting him talk, “because a lot of people judge it, they judge me. they hear what i do and then suddenly i’m not… me anymore. they think they know everything about me and i…”, he pauses again, “i didn’t want that to happen with you. i’m sorry, y/n”
his apology is sincere, you can hear it in every word, and in the end, you really know what he’s trying to say, you’ve done the same with him, not telling him you’re a camgirl.
“i never did anything while you were home”, he continues, “i always made sure that you weren’t here when i did my lives. i know that doesn’t make it okay but i just…”, he sighs, “i don’t want you to think differently of me”
you step closer, “felix, it’s okay. i understand”
he blinks, “really?”
you hesitate for only a moment and then you smile, “felix… i’m a camgirl”
felix stares at you, “you’re… you-”
you nod your head, “yeah”
his mouth opens and closes a couple of times before he speaks again, “you?”
“me”
he laughs in complete disbelief, “oh my god… we’re both absolute idiots”, he says as he runs a hand through his hair and then he looks around the room as though seeing it for the first time, “so we’ve both been…”
“working from home”, you say, the two of you laughing together now.
the tension that has filled the apartment since you walked in that afternoon begins to ease, just enough for you to finally breathe. he looks at you for a long moment.
“so… what now?”
a smile slowly spreads across your face.
“well… seeing that we both do the same job…”
his eyebrows rise and he tilts his head, “what are you thinking?”
you hold his gaze for a beat and then, without another word, you untie the belt of your silk dressing gown and let the fabric fall to the floor. you’re wearing the black lingerie set you bought earlier today, its silver details catching the light from the room, making felix’s eyes widen in surprise, completely unable to look away from your almost naked body.
“we should do a livestream together”
felix leans close to his phone as he taps the screen to start the livestream and the moment you both go live, the chat explodes with the first comments.
maknaeontop: no fucking way they’re doing this together
edgequeen: this is the best day of my life
artprince69: she looks so fucking hot in that lingerie
midnightwolf: felix you lucky bastard
felix grins at the comments and then moves so his body presses down on top of yours as he settles between your spread legs.
“look at them already losing their minds over us”, he says, “i think this is the best idea you’ve ever had, sunshine”
your sweet and delicate friend disappears the moment his mouth crashes against yours in a hungry kiss, your tongues sliding together as his hands roam over your body. you feel the hard line of his cock straining against his boxers, grinding down against your cunt while the comments and donations keep pouring in.
felix deepens the kiss, sucking on your lower lip before he pulls back, “let’s give them a show, shall we?”
his fingers hook into the straps of your lingerie, slowly peeling it off your body. he takes your bra off first, exposing your breasts, then he tugs your panties down your legs and tosses them aside, leaving you completely naked now. you reach for his boxers next, letting his cock spring free as he kicks them off completely. his mouth finds yours again as his hips start moving, his cock sliding along your folds without entering you yet.
dirtypup: she’s soaked already
user69: this is insane
princessonline: i’m gonna come just from seeing them
“fuck, you feel so good already”, felix says, his cock dragging up and down your cunt.
he kisses down your neck, biting at your collarbone before returning to your mouth. his tongue pushes deep as his hips grind harder, the head of his cock catching against your clit with every thrust.
cumslut: fuck her already
edgequeen: they’re so into each other fuck this is so hot
felix pulls back a bit, his eyes dark with lust as he looks down at you.
“hold your tits for me”, he says, his voice totally commanding, “push them together. i wanna fuck them while everyone watches”
you nod your head and then cup your breasts and squeeze them together for him. felix moves up your body, straddling your waist as he positions his cock between them. his hot and hard length slides between your breasts as he starts thrusting.
“that’s it”, he growls, watching his cock disappear between your breasts, “squeeze them tighter. fuck, your tits feel incredible around my cock”
quokkjone: fuck yessss
strongspear: she’s such a good girl for him
cumslut: felix is throbbing so hard
artprince69: about to bust already
“look at all these people watching me use your tits”, felix pants, his hips snapping faster, “i bet all the boys are stroking their cocks thinking about doing this to you. but it’s me, i’m the one fucking these perfect tits right now”
the tip of his cock pokes out near your chin with every thrust and then, he leans forward a bit more so it brushes against your lips.
“open up. let me see you lick it”, he says.
you extend your tongue, licking the tip each time it emerges from between your breasts. felix moans loudly, his rhythm becoming erratic now.
“fuck, just like that. you’re being so good for me… you’re gonna make me come all over you”
edgequeen: this is the hottest thing i’ve ever seen
cumslut: he’s gonna explode
“i-i’m close”, he says.
“come for me, felix”, you say as you feel the tip of his cock swelling between your breasts.
with a final deep thrust, felix throws his head back and groans as he comes, his cum splattering across your breasts and neck, some of it reaching your chin and mouth. he keeps thrusting through his climax, smearing his cum across your skin with his cock.
felix slows his movements, breathing heavily as he looks down at the mess he’s made on your body. the comments and donations continue coming, everyone still losing their minds over what they just witnessed.
leethighs: she looks perfect like that
dirtypup: i just came from seeing that
he leans down, his lips finding yours as his tongue slides against yours while his cum still glistens across your skin. you continue making out until you push against his chest firmly, flipping him onto his back. felix lands on the bed with a surprised grunt, his eyes widening as you swing a leg over his body and straddle his hips.
“my turn now”, you tell him.
his cock twitches against your thigh, still half-hard and sensitive from his recent orgasm. you lean down and kiss him again, harder this time as your tongue claims his mouth and your hips roll forward against his body. your cunt drags along the length of his cock, smearing his own cum between your folds.
felix gasps into the kiss, his body jerking beneath you.
“fuck- s-sensitive”, he whines against your lips, his hands gripping your waist, “give me a second, sunshine”
but you don’t. you keep grinding, sliding your cunt up and down his cock, feeling it twitch and throb under you as his whimpers grow louder.
maknaeontop: he’s whining already
edgequeen: she’s in charge now
cumslut: sit on it
you kiss down his jaw and then you sit up straighter, shifting your body higher. your knees slide forward along the bed until you’re hovering just above his chest. felix’s eyes darken with realisation as you keep moving upwards, positioning yourself over his face.
“oh fuck, yes”, he says, his hands immediately gripping your thighs, “come here, sunshine”
he pulls you down hard, seating your cunt directly onto his mouth. his tongue lashes out immediately, licking through your folds. you moan loudly, gripping your breasts again, squeezing and pinching your nipples as you start to ride his face, grinding your clit against his tongue as he devours you.
“that’s it”, you say, your voice shaking with pleasure, “fuck, your mouth feels s-so good”
felix groans into you and then his tongue lowers and pushes inside you, fucking you shallowly before dragging up to circle your clit again. he sucks there hard, his lips sealed tight around it while his hands keep you pinned to his face.
quokkjone: fucking perfect
midnightwolf: he’s going to town!!
strongspear: fuck i wish it was me
“good boy”, you say as you start rocking your hips faster, “yeah, just like that. d-don’t stop”
felix’s nose presses against your clit with every grind, his tongue relentless as he laps at your dripping entrance. he moves one of his hands, sliding it between your bodies until his fingers find your clit now. he rubs fast circles while his tongue continues to thrust inside you, your thighs starting to shake around his head.
“fuck- felix- i’m c-close”, you cry out, grinding harder, “don’t stop, don’t you fucking stop”
his fingers start working faster, his tongue flattening to let you ride it completely. your moans turn into broken screams as the pressure builds, your whole body tensing above him until you finally break. you scream his name as your cunt clenches and pulses, flooding his mouth and chin with your release.
your thighs squeeze around his head while you grind through every wave of your orgasm, soaking his face. felix keeps licking, drinking you down as your body trembles above him. once he makes sure you’re alright, he pulls you down against his chest, your bodies slick with sweat and cum as you settle on top of him.
your lips find his again, slow and deep, your tongues sliding together while his hands roam freely over your curves. his palms trace the dip of your waist, slide up to cup your breasts and then they drift lower again to squeeze your ass, his fingers digging in possessively. you moan into the kiss, grinding lazily against his thigh again, feeling the wet mess between your legs smear across his skin.
princessonline: fuck they’re not done
leethighs: i already came twice fuck
felix moves you both carefully, guiding you forward until you’re positioned right in front of the camera on your hands and knees. he moves behind you, his breath hot against your spine as he leans in, pressing open-mouthed kisses down your back, his tongue flicking out to taste the salt on your skin. each kiss trails lower until his lips reach the small of your back, then he moves and grips your hips as he lines himself up.
you feel his cock press against your entrance and then he pushes in, stretching you open until he’s buried deep. a low groan rips from his throat as your walls clench around him.
“fuck, y/n, you’re so tight”, he growls, pulling back and thrusting forward again, his hips snapping against your ass with each thrust.
midnightwolf: fuck she’s taking him so well
cumslut: fuck her harder
quokkjone: i’m gonna come again fuckkk
felix’s hands grip your hips hard enough to leave marks on your skin and your breasts sway beneath you with every thrust. he leans over your back, one of his hands sliding up to grab your shoulder as he starts thrusting deeper, hitting your spot again and again.
“you feel so fucking good”, he pants against your ear, “taking my cock like you were made for it… f-fuck”
he pulls you upright, your back pressed against his chest now. his cock stays buried inside you as he wraps one arm around your waist. his other hand reaches up, his fingers turning your face towards him so your mouths meet in a desperate kiss. your tongues tangle together while his other hand slides down between your legs until his fingers find your clit, his cock still thrusting up into you. you moan loudly into his mouth, one of your hands reaching back to grip his hair.
“oh god… don’t stop”, you whimper against his lips, “please… right there- fuck, i’m g-gonna come”
his fingers start moving faster, pressing and circling while his hips continue moving, thrusting faster and harder now.
artprince69: do it faster she’s gonna come
maknaeontop: she’s gonna explode
you scream his name as you come hard, your juices gushing out around his cock and soaking his fingers and the sheets beneath you. your whole body shakes in his arms, your thigh trembling as you squirt, drenching everything. felix groans loudly, his own orgasm following yours as his cock pulses deep inside you while he keeps rubbing your clit.
dirtypup: holy fuck
quokkjone: she drenched him
edgequeen: i want him to fuck me too
cumslut: i came just from imagining i’m her oh my god
felix slows his movements, pressing kisses to your shoulder as you both try to catch your breath. he looks at the camera and then smirks and moves you enough so he can reach his phone to end the livestream, the screen going dark now. he carefully pulls out of you, lies you on the bed and turns you in his arms, checking your face.
“you okay?”, he asks you softly as he brushes your hair from your forehead, the sweet and tender felix you’re used to slowly coming back now.
you nod your head, still trembling from the intensity but feeling perfect, better than you’ve ever felt before.
he smiles at you and pulls you closer, “good. and, y/n, just so you know, i think we should do this again”
you snort and look at him, smiling softly, “what? another live?”
felix shakes his head, his eyes dark again with renewed hunger, “not a live, no. this, just you and me”
you look at him, feeling that same fire inside you again and then you both lean in at the same time, your mouths meeting in the middle. his hands slide over your body one more time, and you feel his cock already twitching back to life against your thigh, the night far from over.
a/n: and with our brownie boy, we're already halfway through wowowow 🥳 thank you all so much for reading, i hope you enjoyed this part too and get ready because our very own maknae is next 😎
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the roommate paradox
pairing: felix x reader
genre: smut
wc: 4.1k
warnings: unprotected sex; tits play; face sitting; squirting; praising; dirty talk; voyeurism; exhibitionism
summary: there’s a version of you that only exists online and there’s a version of felix that only exists behind a screen. neither of you has ever said anything about it but living together changes everything and in the end, something has to give
live: unfiltered series
the café is busy as you and your friend yuna sit by the window, your shopping bags piled around your table after spending almost the entire day wandering through the city.
“you definitely spent more than i did”, yuna says as she takes a sip of her coffee, eyeing the bags at your feet.
you laugh, “that’s not true”
“it is true”
“no, it’s not. it only looks like that because lingerie stores use these super tiny bags”
she raises an eyebrow, “that, and the fact that you bought like… ten sets”
“eight”
she gives you a pointed look.
“two of them will barely cover anything so i wouldn’t say i bought ten sets”, you say, trying to defend yourself.
she bursts into laughter, nearly spilling her drink, “you’re impossible, y/n”
“so i’ve been told”, you say laughing too.
unlike most people in your life, she knows exactly why you buy so much lingerie, she is one of the very few people who knows what you actually do for work. she knows you do livestreams, that you create adult content, and she knows how much planning actually goes into every single one of them. she has even helped you pick your new lingerie many times before, like she has done today.
she reaches over and nudges one of the bags with her foot, “so… which one is for this week’s stream?”
you grin, “the black one”
“the one with the silver details?”, she asks you and you nod your head, “yes! i love that one. you’re gonna look fucking hot in it”
“it’s one of those that barely leaves anything to the imagination so… i fucking hope so”
she laughs again, “you will, i’m sure of it”
doing the livestreams is more work than people realise and sometimes it feels more like running a small business than anything else. but still, you genuinely enjoy it and yuna knows that.
“so”, she says, stirring the foam in her coffee, “how’s the roommate life going?”
your smile comes instantly, “it’s perfect, i genuinely love living with felix”
“i had a feeling you’d say that, he seems like a dream”
“he really is, it’s so easy living with him honestly”, you tell her, your smile growing bigger.
“you two don’t drive each other crazy?”
“not at all”
she leans back, smiling too, “no arguments? no passive-aggressive sticky notes?”
you shake your head, “nothing”
you think about felix and how living together has been effortless, not that it surprised you if you have to be honest.
“he’s one of my best friends and i think we just… we really understand each other”, you say, and then sigh, smiling into your coffee, “and i already know i’m gonna miss him when he leaves”
she tilts her head, “y/n, he hasn’t even moved out yet”
“i know”, you say, sighing again.
“how much longer?”
“i don’t know… i think two more months or something like that”
the thought leaves a strange heaviness in your chest. when felix’s apartment renovations are finished, he’ll move back home and then everything will go back to normal. your apartment will be quieter, your kitchen will probably be cleaner, but you will definitely be lonelier.
“i got used to having him around all the time”, you continue.
“i can tell”, she says, “you two really make it work”
“yeah, we do”, you say as you take a sip from your drink.
“and i guess that it really helps that you both work doing the same thing”
you stop drinking your coffee and look at her, “... what?”
she looks at you as if the answer is obvious, “i said it probably helps-”
“no”, you frown, “what do you mean “doing the same thing”?”
she stops stirring her drink, “what do you mean?”
you stare at each other for several seconds, none of you saying anything and then yuna laughs awkwardly.
“wait…”, she says as she studies your face, “you don’t know?”
your stomach tightens, “know what?”
her smile slowly disappears, “oh…”
a strange feeling settles over the table, “yuna, what are you talking about?”
she looks genuinely confused, “i thought you knew”
“knew what?”, you ask her again.
she lowers her voice, “felix”
“what about him?”
“he’s a camboy”
her words barely register in your brain, “he’s a what?”
“a camboy”
you look at her, unable to blink, you’re not sure if you’re even breathing at this point.
“i’m sorry?”
she frowns, “you seriously didn’t know?”
“no”, you say, shaking your head.
“he never told you?”
you shake your head again, “no”, then you let out a nervous laugh, “i think you’ve got the wrong person-”
“i don’t”, she cuts in.
“there has to be another one-”
“there isn’t”
“you are mistaken”
“i’m really not”, she says, her tone firmer now.
your heartbeat starts picking up, “felix?”
“the same felix who lives with you, yeah”
“my felix?”
she nods her head looking at you, “yes”
“no”
“yes”
“no”
she reaches for her phone, “y/n, i’ve watched his lives for a while”
your eyebrows shoot up, “you’ve watched them!?”
she shrugs, “yeah”
“you’ve… watched felix?”
“look i didn’t know him personally when i saw the first one”
“but yuna that was… years ago”
“i know”
“and you’ve watched his lives… all these years? and you never told me?”
“i honestly thought you already knew”, she says, shrugging her shoulders again.
“i didn’t”
“well, i can see that now”, she says, laughing softly at your face, “i just… i figured you were both keeping it private from everyone else”
“no”
“and you never talked about work together? what you do?”
“no”
she looks just as surprised as you feel, “i thought that was why living together worked so well for you both”
“what?”
“i don’t know, i just assumed that because you’re both in the same field…”
your heart pounds louder with every second, “no…”
she unlocks her phone, “it’s really him, y/n”
she scrolls for a moment before turning the screen towards you. your eyes immediately land on felix’s face and there is no mistaking him - the same freckles and the same blond hair, the same smile and the same eyes you like.
it is him.
“i…”, you say but your voice fails.
“there are even a couple of streams filmed in your apartment”
you turn your head to look at her so fast it almost makes you dizzy.
“what?”
“yeah, i recognised your spare room”
you blink, everything feels a bit too much right now. then she shows you the thumbnail of another livestream and points at it.
“and i’m pretty sure that’s your sofa”, she says.
you feel your blood drain from your face.
“i… i assumed you knew”, you hear yuna speaking again, sounding almost guilty now, “i mean… you work doing the same thing and all that. i thought you… i don’t know, coordinated schedules or something”
you can’t answer, your thoughts are spinning so fast that none of them make sense anymore.
felix?
a camboy?
there is absolutely no way, and yet… the face on the screen belongs to your roommate, to one of your best friends, to the man who is currently living in your apartment with you. you keep staring at the screen, completely lost because you never, not even once, had considered this possibility, not in a million years.
you are pacing across the living room, back to the kitchen, then to the window and then back again, as your phone rests in your hand. every few minutes, you unlock it to see felix’s page still there, still the same profile picture, the same username, the same videos, everything is the same, obviously.
he had texted you some minutes ago to let you know he was coming home after spending the day with chan and jeongin. you keep pacing back and forth until you hear footsteps outside your apartment, then someone typing a code, and you know it’s him.
“there you are”, felix says cheerfully as soon as he opens the door, “i thought you were sleeping because you didn’t reply to my text”
he kicks off his shoes by the entrance and then walks towards you. without hesitation, he wraps both of his arms around your shoulders.
“hi”, he says.
you return his hug because there is nothing that you love more in this world than hugging felix, well, maybe his brownies.
“you’ve been waiting for me?”, he asks you.
“yeah”
“aww”, he says as he squeezes you once before letting go, “i knew you were gonna miss me today”
he drops his bag beside the sofa and then walks towards the kitchen, with you following him.
“you know how exhausting chan gets when he loses”
you can’t help smiling, “that means you won?”
“of course i did”, he says, “jeongin almost beat me but i’m invincible, sunshine, you know it”
you let out a small laugh and for a moment, everything almost feels normal again, like you didn’t find out hours ago that your roommate is a camboy.
“you hungry?”, he asks you.
“no”
“i could make ramen-”
“i’m okay”
he opens the fridge anyway, “you sure?”
“mmhm”
he grabs a bottle of water before he closes the fridge and turns towards you, “so… how was your day?”
there it is, the question, so ordinary and so innocent.
you can’t pretend anymore so you unlock your phone and without saying a word, you walk over to him, then turn the screen towards him. the moment his eyes land on his page, his expression freezes and his face pales. the room falls silent for the first time since he arrived and you’re the first to break it.
“care to explain?”
he doesn’t move, he simply stares at the screen and then at you.
“i…”, his voice is barely above a whisper, “how…”, he swallows, “how did you find this?”
“yuna”, you simply say.
he blinks, “yuna?”
“she thought i already knew”
he closes his eyes and then rubs the back of his neck, “i…”, another long pause, “i can explain”
“i’m listening”, you say.
he lets out a slow breath and his shoulders sag, then he looks at you.
“i know i should’ve told you, i really do. but i was… scared”, you stay quiet, letting him talk, “because a lot of people judge it, they judge me. they hear what i do and then suddenly i’m not… me anymore. they think they know everything about me and i…”, he pauses again, “i didn’t want that to happen with you. i’m sorry, y/n”
his apology is sincere, you can hear it in every word, and in the end, you really know what he’s trying to say, you’ve done the same with him, not telling him you’re a camgirl.
“i never did anything while you were home”, he continues, “i always made sure that you weren’t here when i did my lives. i know that doesn’t make it okay but i just…”, he sighs, “i don’t want you to think differently of me”
you step closer, “felix, it’s okay. i understand”
he blinks, “really?”
you hesitate for only a moment and then you smile, “felix… i’m a camgirl”
felix stares at you, “you’re… you-”
you nod your head, “yeah”
his mouth opens and closes a couple of times before he speaks again, “you?”
“me”
he laughs in complete disbelief, “oh my god… we’re both absolute idiots”, he says as he runs a hand through his hair and then he looks around the room as though seeing it for the first time, “so we’ve both been…”
“working from home”, you say, the two of you laughing together now.
the tension that has filled the apartment since you walked in that afternoon begins to ease, just enough for you to finally breathe. he looks at you for a long moment.
“so… what now?”
a smile slowly spreads across your face.
“well… seeing that we both do the same job…”
his eyebrows rise and he tilts his head, “what are you thinking?”
you hold his gaze for a beat and then, without another word, you untie the belt of your silk dressing gown and let the fabric fall to the floor. you’re wearing the black lingerie set you bought earlier today, its silver details catching the light from the room, making felix’s eyes widen in surprise, completely unable to look away from your almost naked body.
“we should do a livestream together”
felix leans close to his phone as he taps the screen to start the livestream and the moment you both go live, the chat explodes with the first comments.
maknaeontop: no fucking way they’re doing this together
edgequeen: this is the best day of my life
artprince69: she looks so fucking hot in that lingerie
midnightwolf: felix you lucky bastard
felix grins at the comments and then moves so his body presses down on top of yours as he settles between your spread legs.
“look at them already losing their minds over us”, he says, “i think this is the best idea you’ve ever had, sunshine”
your sweet and delicate friend disappears the moment his mouth crashes against yours in a hungry kiss, your tongues sliding together as his hands roam over your body. you feel the hard line of his cock straining against his boxers, grinding down against your cunt while the comments and donations keep pouring in.
felix deepens the kiss, sucking on your lower lip before he pulls back, “let’s give them a show, shall we?”
his fingers hook into the straps of your lingerie, slowly peeling it off your body. he takes your bra off first, exposing your breasts, then he tugs your panties down your legs and tosses them aside, leaving you completely naked now. you reach for his boxers next, letting his cock spring free as he kicks them off completely. his mouth finds yours again as his hips start moving, his cock sliding along your folds without entering you yet.
dirtypup: she’s soaked already
user69: this is insane
princessonline: i’m gonna come just from seeing them
“fuck, you feel so good already”, felix says, his cock dragging up and down your cunt.
he kisses down your neck, biting at your collarbone before returning to your mouth. his tongue pushes deep as his hips grind harder, the head of his cock catching against your clit with every thrust.
cumslut: fuck her already
edgequeen: they’re so into each other fuck this is so hot
felix pulls back a bit, his eyes dark with lust as he looks down at you.
“hold your tits for me”, he says, his voice totally commanding, “push them together. i wanna fuck them while everyone watches”
you nod your head and then cup your breasts and squeeze them together for him. felix moves up your body, straddling your waist as he positions his cock between them. his hot and hard length slides between your breasts as he starts thrusting.
“that’s it”, he growls, watching his cock disappear between your breasts, “squeeze them tighter. fuck, your tits feel incredible around my cock”
quokkjone: fuck yessss
strongspear: she’s such a good girl for him
cumslut: felix is throbbing so hard
artprince69: about to bust already
“look at all these people watching me use your tits”, felix pants, his hips snapping faster, “i bet all the boys are stroking their cocks thinking about doing this to you. but it’s me, i’m the one fucking these perfect tits right now”
the tip of his cock pokes out near your chin with every thrust and then, he leans forward a bit more so it brushes against your lips.
“open up. let me see you lick it”, he says.
you extend your tongue, licking the tip each time it emerges from between your breasts. felix moans loudly, his rhythm becoming erratic now.
“fuck, just like that. you’re being so good for me… you’re gonna make me come all over you”
edgequeen: this is the hottest thing i’ve ever seen
cumslut: he’s gonna explode
“i-i’m close”, he says.
“come for me, felix”, you say as you feel the tip of his cock swelling between your breasts.
with a final deep thrust, felix throws his head back and groans as he comes, his cum splattering across your breasts and neck, some of it reaching your chin and mouth. he keeps thrusting through his climax, smearing his cum across your skin with his cock.
felix slows his movements, breathing heavily as he looks down at the mess he’s made on your body. the comments and donations continue coming, everyone still losing their minds over what they just witnessed.
leethighs: she looks perfect like that
dirtypup: i just came from seeing that
he leans down, his lips finding yours as his tongue slides against yours while his cum still glistens across your skin. you continue making out until you push against his chest firmly, flipping him onto his back. felix lands on the bed with a surprised grunt, his eyes widening as you swing a leg over his body and straddle his hips.
“my turn now”, you tell him.
his cock twitches against your thigh, still half-hard and sensitive from his recent orgasm. you lean down and kiss him again, harder this time as your tongue claims his mouth and your hips roll forward against his body. your cunt drags along the length of his cock, smearing his own cum between your folds.
felix gasps into the kiss, his body jerking beneath you.
“fuck- s-sensitive”, he whines against your lips, his hands gripping your waist, “give me a second, sunshine”
but you don’t. you keep grinding, sliding your cunt up and down his cock, feeling it twitch and throb under you as his whimpers grow louder.
maknaeontop: he’s whining already
edgequeen: she’s in charge now
cumslut: sit on it
you kiss down his jaw and then you sit up straighter, shifting your body higher. your knees slide forward along the bed until you’re hovering just above his chest. felix’s eyes darken with realisation as you keep moving upwards, positioning yourself over his face.
“oh fuck, yes”, he says, his hands immediately gripping your thighs, “come here, sunshine”
he pulls you down hard, seating your cunt directly onto his mouth. his tongue lashes out immediately, licking through your folds. you moan loudly, gripping your breasts again, squeezing and pinching your nipples as you start to ride his face, grinding your clit against his tongue as he devours you.
“that’s it”, you say, your voice shaking with pleasure, “fuck, your mouth feels s-so good”
felix groans into you and then his tongue lowers and pushes inside you, fucking you shallowly before dragging up to circle your clit again. he sucks there hard, his lips sealed tight around it while his hands keep you pinned to his face.
quokkjone: fucking perfect
midnightwolf: he’s going to town!!
strongspear: fuck i wish it was me
“good boy”, you say as you start rocking your hips faster, “yeah, just like that. d-don’t stop”
felix’s nose presses against your clit with every grind, his tongue relentless as he laps at your dripping entrance. he moves one of his hands, sliding it between your bodies until his fingers find your clit now. he rubs fast circles while his tongue continues to thrust inside you, your thighs starting to shake around his head.
“fuck- felix- i’m c-close”, you cry out, grinding harder, “don’t stop, don’t you fucking stop”
his fingers start working faster, his tongue flattening to let you ride it completely. your moans turn into broken screams as the pressure builds, your whole body tensing above him until you finally break. you scream his name as your cunt clenches and pulses, flooding his mouth and chin with your release.
your thighs squeeze around his head while you grind through every wave of your orgasm, soaking his face. felix keeps licking, drinking you down as your body trembles above him. once he makes sure you’re alright, he pulls you down against his chest, your bodies slick with sweat and cum as you settle on top of him.
your lips find his again, slow and deep, your tongues sliding together while his hands roam freely over your curves. his palms trace the dip of your waist, slide up to cup your breasts and then they drift lower again to squeeze your ass, his fingers digging in possessively. you moan into the kiss, grinding lazily against his thigh again, feeling the wet mess between your legs smear across his skin.
princessonline: fuck they’re not done
leethighs: i already came twice fuck
felix moves you both carefully, guiding you forward until you’re positioned right in front of the camera on your hands and knees. he moves behind you, his breath hot against your spine as he leans in, pressing open-mouthed kisses down your back, his tongue flicking out to taste the salt on your skin. each kiss trails lower until his lips reach the small of your back, then he moves and grips your hips as he lines himself up.
you feel his cock press against your entrance and then he pushes in, stretching you open until he’s buried deep. a low groan rips from his throat as your walls clench around him.
“fuck, y/n, you’re so tight”, he growls, pulling back and thrusting forward again, his hips snapping against your ass with each thrust.
midnightwolf: fuck she’s taking him so well
cumslut: fuck her harder
quokkjone: i’m gonna come again fuckkk
felix’s hands grip your hips hard enough to leave marks on your skin and your breasts sway beneath you with every thrust. he leans over your back, one of his hands sliding up to grab your shoulder as he starts thrusting deeper, hitting your spot again and again.
“you feel so fucking good”, he pants against your ear, “taking my cock like you were made for it… f-fuck”
he pulls you upright, your back pressed against his chest now. his cock stays buried inside you as he wraps one arm around your waist. his other hand reaches up, his fingers turning your face towards him so your mouths meet in a desperate kiss. your tongues tangle together while his other hand slides down between your legs until his fingers find your clit, his cock still thrusting up into you. you moan loudly into his mouth, one of your hands reaching back to grip his hair.
“oh god… don’t stop”, you whimper against his lips, “please… right there- fuck, i’m g-gonna come”
his fingers start moving faster, pressing and circling while his hips continue moving, thrusting faster and harder now.
artprince69: do it faster she’s gonna come
maknaeontop: she’s gonna explode
you scream his name as you come hard, your juices gushing out around his cock and soaking his fingers and the sheets beneath you. your whole body shakes in his arms, your thigh trembling as you squirt, drenching everything. felix groans loudly, his own orgasm following yours as his cock pulses deep inside you while he keeps rubbing your clit.
dirtypup: holy fuck
quokkjone: she drenched him
edgequeen: i want him to fuck me too
cumslut: i came just from imagining i’m her oh my god
felix slows his movements, pressing kisses to your shoulder as you both try to catch your breath. he looks at the camera and then smirks and moves you enough so he can reach his phone to end the livestream, the screen going dark now. he carefully pulls out of you, lies you on the bed and turns you in his arms, checking your face.
“you okay?”, he asks you softly as he brushes your hair from your forehead, the sweet and tender felix you’re used to slowly coming back now.
you nod your head, still trembling from the intensity but feeling perfect, better than you’ve ever felt before.
he smiles at you and pulls you closer, “good. and, y/n, just so you know, i think we should do this again”
you snort and look at him, smiling softly, “what? another live?”
felix shakes his head, his eyes dark again with renewed hunger, “not a live, no. this, just you and me”
you look at him, feeling that same fire inside you again and then you both lean in at the same time, your mouths meeting in the middle. his hands slide over your body one more time, and you feel his cock already twitching back to life against your thigh, the night far from over.
a/n: and with our brownie boy, we're already halfway through wowowow 🥳 thank you all so much for reading, i hope you enjoyed this part too and get ready because our very own maknae is next 😎
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