★ 𝓡𝓞𝓞𝓜 𝓕𝓞𝓡 𝓣𝓦𝓞 ★🔞(mdni!!)
★𝑷𝒂𝒊𝒓𝒊𝒏𝒈𝒔: single!femreader x single!k (using his real name in here)
★𝑺𝒚𝒏𝒐𝒑𝒔𝒊𝒔: Eight friends. Fuma + Doyeon , Nicholas + Chaerin , Ej + Suha , and You + Yudai?? One stunning beach house in Okinawa for the whole week. And a tension between you and Yudai that’s impossible to ignore. But being the only singles in the group, tension with Yudai—her longtime crush—starts to simmer fast. On a drunken night, it all explodes into messy, passionate sex in their shared room… and suddenly, nothing feels casual anymore.
🏷️ 𝑻𝒂𝒈𝒔 𝒇𝒐𝒓 𝒑𝒂𝒓𝒕 𝒕𝒘𝒐: rough sex , heavy dom k , sub reader , spanking, drinking, poolside tension, LOTS of teasing, oral sex , anal sex, shower scene , make out sessions, ( that’s all i can remember)-
★𝑾𝒐𝒓𝒅 𝒄𝒐𝒖𝒏𝒕: 6.1k (plot!!)
★ 𝑷𝒂𝒓𝒕 𝒐𝒏𝒆 ( here!) || 𝑷𝒂𝒓𝒕 𝒕𝒘𝒐
You dropped your duffle bag on the bed—well, the bed—and tried not to stare at how small it was. Just one bed. One tight bed.Great.
Yudai tossed his own bag down on the other side, pulling his shirt over his head in one motion. You looked away so fast it gave you whiplash.
The room was quiet, aside from the muffled sounds of waves outside the open window and the creak of the mattress as you started unpacking. You pulled out your bathing suits first—four in total—and immediately wanted to shove them back inside.
All of them were… kind of revealing. But it was hot outside. You weren’t trying to be a thirst trap. (Okay. Maybe a little.)
Crop tops. Loose tanks. Soft, short denim shorts. Sundresses. You were dressing for the weather—nothing more, nothing less.
“Didn’t think I’d be bunking with someone,” Yudai said casually, rifling through his things. “This setup’s insane.”
You smiled faintly. “Yeah. Not what I expected either.”
He chuckled, pulling out a small cologne bottle and a black muscle tank. “I mean, if they wanted to mess with us, they did a damn good job.”
Your stomach twisted at the sound of his laugh. You tucked one of the bikinis into the drawer quickly and caught his eyes flick toward you from the corner.
“You’re blushing,” he said.
Your head snapped up. “What? No I’m not.”
He tilted his head slightly, watching you like he could see right through the lie. “Yeah. You are.”
You reached for the first excuse that came to mind, voice stiff: “It’s not you. I just—last guy I shared a bed with was… Jin. My ex.”
Yudai raised a brow, slowing a bit. “That bad, huh?”
You gave a nervous laugh, trying to play it off. “Let’s just say I prefer more… personal space now.”
That part wasn’t a lie. But the real reason your cheeks were hot had nothing to do with your ex and everything to do with the fact that Koga Yudai—the Yudai you’d been lowkey obsessed with for months—was now casually unpacking his clothes three feet away from you. And you’d be sleeping next to him tonight. In a bed that barely had room for tension, let alone two full-grown adults.
Yudai sat on the edge of the bed, his forearms resting on his knees. He glanced at you again, slower this time. “I get it. My last one was Miko. That ended weird, too.”
You looked up, surprised. “Really?”
“Yeah,” he said simply. “I didn’t think I’d be in this position either.”
Your heart slowed just a little. He looked calm, but his tone was… understanding. Maybe even a little cautious.
Your phone buzzed. Then his. He checked it, smirking faintly.
Fuma [Group Chat]: Pool in 10. Bring your sin. I got the wine coolers.
You instantly felt your face heat up again.
Yudai put his phone down and stood, pulling a towel from his bag. “You going?”
“Yeah,” you said, stepping toward the bathroom and grabbing the black bikini—the one you told yourself you wouldn’t wear first.
The one that screamed I know exactly what I’m doing.
He nodded, already peeling off his tank like it was nothing. “Cool. I’ll change out here.”
Out here. You swallowed thickly and shot into the bathroom like your life depended on it.
Back pressed to the door, you took a breath. Tonight was about to be hell. Delicious, hot, barely-contained hell.
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The backyard was already alive with screams and laughter by the time you heard the first splash.
From the second-story window, you peeked down and saw the boys in full chaotic energy mode—Nicholas chasing EJ around the pool deck with a neon green water gun, Fuma chest-deep in the water trying to launch a floatie missile at Chaerin, and Yudai… oh god.
Yudai was standing in the shallow end, water dripping from his hair, muscles flexing with every casual movement as he lifted one of the inflatables and threw it at Nicholas like it weighed nothing. His black swim trunks clung low to his hips, his chest wet and glistening, veins running like rivers down his arms as he loaded up a squirt gun with that lazy, focused calm of his.
You turned from the window, clutching your towel like a damn lifeline.
The black string bikini underneath felt illegal. Thin straps hugged your hips, and the top dipped dangerously low, held together by a tie you had to double-knot to feel safe. It was the one your friends had dared you to pack.
And now… you were wearing it.
You stepped outside, the heat of the sun hitting your shoulders instantly, towel wrapped around you like armor.
It took two seconds for the girls to notice.
“Y/N’s here!” Suha shrieked.
“YOOOO TAKE IT OFF!” Chaerin screamed dramatically, slapping the water.
Doyeon threw her arm up like a ringmaster. “Ladies and gentlemen, the moment we’ve all been waiting for!”
“Take it OFF!” they all chanted.
You groaned, blushing furiously, standing at the edge of the pool with your towel still wrapped tightly around you. “You guys are so loud.”
“You wore the bikini,” Suha said smugly, “now serve.”
You rolled your eyes, turning away for half a second… then slowly reached up and untucked the towel.
It dropped. Gasps and screams. Chaerin was splashing the pool in excitement. Doyeon practically passed out against the pool ladder.
Even Suha clapped like a proud mom. “OH SHE ATE. LOOK AT HER!”
You stepped forward, fully revealed, cheeks burning as your friends cheered like you were walking the Victoria’s Secret runway. The bikini hugged every curve—sleek black, minimal coverage, maximum sin.
But the loudest reaction? Was no reaction at all. Because when you finally glanced over at Yudai-He wasn’t saying a word. He was just staring.
Standing there in the shallow end, water dripping down his arms, squirt gun in one hand, eyes locked on you. Completely still. Completely silent. And stunned.
His lips parted slightly, jaw tense, as if trying to speak but the words were caught in his throat.
You looked away quickly, pulse thundering in your ears, but not before catching the heat in his gaze.
He saw you. All of you. And for the first time all day… Koga Yudai had nothing to say.
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The sun had dipped just enough to cast a golden glow over the backyard, the sky glowing orange and pink, pool lights flickering on as the music thumped low in the background. Everyone was wasted.
Chaerin and Nicholas were wrapped around each other in the shallow end, laughing about nothing. EJ had wine cooler in one hand and was pretending to DJ with a floatie in the other. Suha was on Doyeon’s back screaming “YEEHAW” while Fuma tried to splash them both.
And you?You were half-sunk into the side of the pool, arms on the ledge, hair damp, cheeks flushed, and your fourth wine cooler hanging loosely from your hand.
You were drunk. Not sloppy. Just enough to feel floaty and warm. Enough for your thoughts to spiral when they shouldn’t. Especially when he swam over.
Yudai. He moved like it was nothing. Smooth, slow strokes cutting through the water until he surfaced right beside you, eyes already locked in.
“Still sober?” he asked, voice low, breathy from the swim.
You blinked at him, tipsy smile on your lips. “Barely.”
He gave a lazy grin, eyes trailing down your body underwater, then slowly back up to your face. “You look so fucking hot.”
You rolled your eyes instantly, grinning like a fool as you sipped your drink. “You’re drunk.”
He leaned a little closer, water dripping from his lashes, his shoulder brushing against yours under the surface. “No,” he said. “N-Not that drunk.”
Your chest tightened when you noticed how his eyes lingered—not at your face—but at the very obvious way your bikini top clung to your skin, the way your tits pushed together slightly from how you leaned back against the pool’s ledge.
He licked his lips slowly… then bit the bottom one. You froze.
“Yudai…” you warned softly, your voice a little shaky.
He smirked. “Just sayin’. You’re lucky I’m being good right now.”
You let out a breathy laugh, heart racing, cheeks hot. “Shut up,” you muttered, pushing his chest lightly with one hand.
He barely moved. Didn’t even flinch.
But his eyes never left yours, even as he backed up slightly, giving you space. His mouth stayed tilted up in that maddening, smug grin, like he already knew what he was doing to you.
“Water’s getting warmer,” he said casually.
“It’s you,” you shot back.
His eyes sparkled. “Maybe.”
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The wine cooler buzzed in your veins.
The pool lights glowed behind you. And Yudai was there, just inches away, slick with water, staring down at you like he knew exactly what you were about to do.
You were so close. Your eyes dropped to his lips, your head tilted forward—drunk, bold, breathless—leaning in with every ounce of heat and courage you didn’t have before tonight.
He didn’t move. Didn’t stop you. Didn’t say a word.
Your lips were just about to brush his—
You both snapped your heads toward the shout.
Chaerin, already tipsy and wild, was waving her arms dramatically from across the pool. “Let’s play the push game! Girls on the guys’ shoulders—fight to the death!”
“Oh my god,” Suha cackled, already swimming toward EJ. “Yes. I’m so down.”
Nicholas popped out of the water like a gremlin. “I want bruises.”
“Loser gets the cheap soju.” Doyeon smirked.
Fuma let out a laugh, backing up to the pool ladder. “You guys are insane. I’m stepping out. Someone has to make sure we eat tonight.”
And just like that, your moment with Yudai evaporated—replaced with splashes and screaming and way too much energy for how tipsy everyone was.
Before you could swim away or fully process what almost happened, Yudai turned back to you.
He was smiling now—lowkey, teasing, like he knew exactly what you’d been about to do.
“C’mon,” he said. “You getting on or what?”
Your brain blanked. “Wait—what?”
“My shoulders,” he said with a smirk, paddling backward a little. “You down to ride or not?”
Your jaw dropped slightly. “You worded that on purpose.”
“Did I?” he said, all innocence in his tone but heat in his eyes.
You rolled your eyes, but laughed. “Alright, alright.”
You moved closer, clumsily climbing onto his shoulders, his hands gripping your thighs with ease to keep you steady.
“Damn, you’re light,” he muttered.
“Damn, you’re strong,” you shot back.
You were blushing, giggling, buzzing, and now on top of Koga Yudai in the pool, hands resting on his damp hair, thighs around his neck, while his fingers held you in place like it was nothing.
The others were shouting and laughing as the game began, girls getting lifted onto shoulders, teams facing off.
You looked down at him once more. He looked up at you—mischief in his eyes, his grip not loosening for a second. This trip was getting dangerous. And it had only just begun.
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You and Yudai hit the water with a splash so loud it echoed off the beach house.
You gasped when you surfaced, pushing your soaked hair back while Yudai came up beside you, blinking the chlorine from his eyes. His expression? Flat. Pissed. Unbothered.
“They threw us,” you whined, still laughing as Doyeon and Nicholas celebrated their win like they’d won the damn Olympics.
“She literally yanked your ankle mid-balance,” Yudai said, wiping water from his face. “That’s not a push. That’s attempted murder.”
You giggled, chest still rising and falling from all the screaming. “Rules were unclear, clearly.”
“Rigged as fuck,” he muttered.
You both climbed out of the pool, water dripping off your bodies, and someone immediately shoved a little plastic shot glass into your hand.
“Cheapest bottle on the shelf,” Suha grinned.
You looked down. It was clear.
“Smells like a mistake,” you mumbled.
“Let’s make it worse,” Yudai said, already throwing back the shot like water.
You followed, instantly regretting it the moment the liquid hit your throat. “Oh my god. That was not soju. That was paint thinner.”
Yudai scrunched his nose, shook his head, and cleared his throat. “That shit’s going to burn a hole in my stomach.”
A few minutes later, the scent of grilled meat saved you both.
Fuma was manning the grill like a proud dad, flipping juicy American-style burgers onto paper plates, stacking crispy fries beside them. No rice. No banchan. Just ketchup, cheese, and grease.
You plopped down onto a pool chair with a towel still clinging to your wet bikini, Yudai dropping right next to you—his damp hair dripping onto his plate, not even caring. He dug in instantly.
“This is the best thing I’ve eaten all year,” you mumbled around a fry.
“Swear to god, Fuma’s gonna marry someone off this burger alone,” Yudai said, taking a huge bite. “I’d propose to him if I wasn’t still mad about that bullshit game.”
You snorted. “Still bitter?”
He looked at you with his mouth full. “Absolutely. We were set up. You’re top-heavy—no offense—and I still had you steady.”
You choked on your fry. “Excuse me?”
“I mean it as a compliment,” he added casually, licking ketchup off his thumb. “You’re just—y’know. Tits. Physics. I had it locked in.”
You were howling, smacking his shoulder as he kept eating.
He just grinned. You took another sip of your soju—wincing. Still disgusting. But the burger was good. His company? Even better. And the way he looked at you when you weren’t paying attention? Dangerous.
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The night had finally quieted down. The laughter, the splashing, the chatter—gone.
You sat alone on the balcony of the room you shared with Yudai, the ocean breeze cooling your flushed skin as you rubbed your temples, trying to steady your spinning thoughts.
The view was incredible—the moonlight glittering on the waves, the distant hum of the shore settling into sleep.You closed your eyes, trying to savor it.
A shadow moved beside you. Yudai stepped out onto the balcony, hands in his pockets, eyes already locked on you.
“It’s beautiful, huh?” you whispered, nodding toward the endless sea.
He smiled, stepping closer. “Yeah,” he said softly, voice low enough to be a secret. “But you’re more beautiful.”
Heat flared across your cheeks, your breath catching in your throat.
Before you could answer, his hand found your waist, pulling you toward him.
His lips crashed against yours, fierce and hungry, the kiss long overdue. You melted into him.
It was messy—sloppy, almost desperate. Teeth grazed lips, tongues tangled, breaths mingled in the cool night air.
He lifts you up — instinctively wrapped your legs around his waist, your hands tangling in his hair, pulling him closer like you couldn’t get enough.
His grip tightened, sliding down to cup your ass firmly, kneading and holding you like you were already his.
With a growl, he lifted you effortlessly, carrying you back inside the room, lips never breaking contact.
He laid you down gently on the bed, the sheets cool against your bare skin.
His hands slid down your sides, exploring, claiming.
Your fingers clenched in his dark hair, tugging slightly as his whispers ghosted over your lips between heated kisses.
“I’ve wanted this for so fucking long,” he murmured, voice rough, breath hot.
“Fuck, you don’t know what you do to me.”
Your heart thundered, body alive in every nerve. The night had only just begun.
Yudai hovered over you, lips swollen, chest rising and falling like he’d been holding everything back for far too long.
His hand cupped your jaw gently, thumb grazing your cheek.
“I want you so bad,” he murmured, voice low, shaky with restraint. “You have no idea.”
Your chest fluttered. Your heart was pounding against your ribs like it was trying to get to him.
“I…” your voice came out small, breathless. “I want you too.”
Your eyes flickered up through your lashes, wide and shy, nervous but open.
He groaned—deep, raw, almost pained—as his forehead dropped against yours for a second.
“Don’t look at me like that, tiny,” he breathed. “It’s driving me fucking crazy.”
His hand slid down, fingers brushing along the side of your bikini top.
“Can I…” he asked, voice barely a whisper, “take this off?”
You nodded slowly, heart pounding, the nod just enough.
He moved carefully, almost reverently, fingers finding the tie behind your back. You could feel his breath on your skin as he leaned close, his touch steady but heated.
The tie came undone, your soft tits bounced out —Yudai’s breath caught. His hands stilled for a second.
Then—under his breath—a quiet, almost stunned curse escaped him.
“Fuck…” His eyes roamed, his jaw clenched tight.
“They’re perfect,” he muttered, hands ghosting just shy of your bare skin, clearly fighting himself not to dive in all at once. “You’re perfect.”
Your skin burned under the weight of his stare, your body hypersensitive to every breath, every whispered word.
And when he leaned down to kiss you again—it was slower, deeper. Full of promise.
Full of all the things he was still holding back. For now.
Then his lips dipped lower.
You gasped softly when you felt his warm breath graze your nipple—his mouth hovering over you nip like he was asking one last time without saying a word.
And when he finally wrapped his lips around your sensitive skin, your breath caught completely.
His mouth was hot, slow, and careful at first—his tongue drawing slow circles around it, his hands softly kneaded your tits. You whimpered, arching slightly beneath him, your fingers threading through his hair.
He pulled back just long enough to whisper, “You taste so fucking good…” his voice husky, jaw tense with restraint, and then he kissed lower again—like he was starving for all of you. He did the same to the other nip —kneading it softly —sucking- tongue tracing circles around it.
And still, his hands were gentle—like even though he wanted you, he respected the weight of this moment. You’d waited. So had he.
Yudai’s hands slid lower, fingers brushing over the waistband of your bikini bottoms. His eyes flicked up to meet yours one last time—as if to say You sure?
You nodded, dazed, lips parted, body already humming under his touch.
He slipped them down slowly, his knuckles grazing your thighs as the fabric slid off your legs. A cool breeze hit your most sensitive spot, making you jolt slightly, your hips twitching from the sudden contrast.
Yudai’s eyes darkened instantly.
“Look at you…” he murmured, licking his lips like he was starving. “You’re so pretty down here, you know that?”
You flushed, heart slamming in your chest as his strong hands parted your thighs gently, like he couldn’t wait a second longer.
Then—He lowered his head.
You gasped the second his tongue met your heat—slow, deliberate strokes that made your toes curl and your fingers twist into the sheets.
“Fuck, you taste so good,” he groaned, his voice vibrating against you.
“Ughhh-“ You arched your back, head tilting, mouth falling open as his tongue worked you over like he already knew exactly what you liked.
“Been thinking about this,” he muttered between licks. “Thinking about how sweet this pussy would be for me. I was right, hm?”
You whimpered, hips grinding slightly into his mouth, lost in the rhythm of his tongue and the heat pooling low in your stomach.
“This what you wanted?” he asked, lips brushing your skin. “Wanted me between your legs like this, yeah?”
You nodded, breathless. “Y-Yeah…”
He chuckled lowly, dragging his tongue up with just enough pressure to make you cry out. “So sensitive already. gonna fall apart for me, tiny?”
Your body answered before you could. The tension built fast and hot, your legs trembling, your hands now buried in his hair, trying to anchor yourself as he praised and worshiped like he owned you.
“You’re perfect like this, hm?” he whispered against you, “Letting me hear all those pretty sounds, yeah?”
And you did —but Yudai didn’t let up.
His mouth worked you over with such hunger it nearly overwhelmed you — and then, just when you thought you were adjusting to the pace, he shook his head against your core.
The sudden friction—his mouth, his tongue, the stubble on his jaw grazing your thighs—sent a shock through your whole body.
You screamed, hand flying to his hair, gripping it tight like it was the only thing keeping you grounded.
He groaned in response, like your moans only spurred him on, the sound of him slurping against you completely unfiltered, messy, wet, addicted.
He pulled back just slightly, lips slick, breath ragged, and looked up at you with a twisted grin.
“Mm,” he hummed low, eyes dragging over your face, “that’s what I wanna hear, baby. You sound so pretty when you lose it for me.”
Your hips bucked into his mouth when he dove back in, tongue moving faster now, deliberate and rough and full of praise between gasps:
“You gonna come for me just like this, hm?”
“Wanna feel you shake, baby. I wanna taste all of it”
“This mouth was made for you, tiny. You know that, don’t you? Hm?”
Your thighs were shaking now, closing around his head as he gripped your hips tighter to keep you still—like he wasn’t letting you go until you gave him everything.
The pleasure was blinding—warm and building and right there—and when you came, it was with his name tangled in your moans, your body trembling, your fingers still locked in his hair like you needed him to stay close forever.And he did.
Your whole body was shaking, the orgasm building fast—too fast.
He pulled back suddenly, lips slick, breath hot against your thigh.
Before you could even protest, he stood up, eyes burning into yours as he hooked his thumbs into the waistband of his swim trunks and yanked them down in one swift motion.
His voice dropped, rough and breathless. “Not done with you.”
Your eyes flicked down instinctively — and the sight of him, hard and heavy in his hand, made your breath catch.
Yudai watched you closely, his jaw tight, thumb stroking his length slowly as if he were daring you to look away.
“You gonna be good for me?” he murmured, voice thick with heat. “Come take care of me, yeah?”
You swallowed, dazed and aching, then leaned forward — guided by his hand in your hair, gentle but firm.
The second your mouth wrapped around him, Yudai let out a sharp, low curse, his head tipping back with a groan.
His fingers tightened in your hair as your tongue worked over him, slow and eager, your eyes flicking up to catch the way his chest rose and fell, every muscle pulled tight.
“You’re driving me insane, tiny,” he groaned, hips twitching slightly. “You feel too good—way too good.”
The way he cursed under his breath, head thrown back, body trembling slightly with each stroke of your mouth—
It was everything. And he didn’t want it to stop. Yudai’s grip in your hair suddenly tightened.
“Fuck, baby—” he groaned, voice strained.
Before you could brace yourself, he grabbed a firm fistful of your hair and pushed your head down on him—harder, deeper—forcing more of him into your mouth.
You choked slightly, tears pricking the corners of your eyes as your throat tightened around him, the sudden stretch dizzying.
“Shit—that’s it,” he growled, his head thrown back, hips bucking slightly into your mouth.
You gagged again, saliva pooling, dripping down your chin, but he didn’t stop—his low, desperate moans growing louder with every movement.
“Fuck, you take me so well, you hear me?” he hissed, staring down at you, eyes glazed. “This mouth’s a fucking dream—mine, yeah?”
You moaned around him, the sound vibrating through him, making his thighs twitch under your hands.
“God, look at you,” he panted, watching the mess you were making. “Look how good you are for me. So pretty—so fucking filthy. You love this, don’t you, hm?”
His grip stayed firm, holding you there a second longer before easing up just enough for you to breathe—your chest heaving, lips swollen, eyes glassy.
But the way he looked at you then? Like he was on the edge of completely losing control. And you were the one that did it to him.
Yudai’s breathing turned ragged, uneven—his abs tightening with every flick of your tongue, every wet, messy sound filling the room.
“Shit—shit, I’m close,” he growled, his hand tightening in your hair again, hips starting to roll harder now, chasing the high he couldn’t hold back anymore.
His head snapped back, a sharp gasp leaving his throat, his voice dropping into something raw and broken.
“Shitttt—don’t stop. Don’t you fucking stop—*”
You didn’t. You kept your mouth on him, sloppy and eager, tears streaming from your eyes, your throat stretching as he thrust deeper, harder, desperate for that final release.
His whole body tensed, jaw clenched, hips bucking once, twice—before a loud, guttural moan tore from his chest.
“Fuuuck—baby—holy shittt~” he cried out, voice hoarse, shuddering as he finally came undone, spilling deep in your throat.
You held him through it, swallowing as he cursed and moaned through his climax, shaking from the intensity, his grip slowly softening in your hair.
His breathing was wrecked. His body? Wrecked. And you? Still on your knees, breathless, flushed, and the only thing he could see.
“Holy fuck,” he whispered, looking down at you like you were unreal. “You’re gonna ruin me, tiny.”
Yudai’s voice was low and commanding, sending a shiver down your spine. “Lie back for me, baby.”
You obeyed, heart pounding as you settled onto the soft sheets, the cool air kissing your bare skin.
He positioned himself above you, his eyes never leaving yours — dark, intense, filled with something raw and tender all at once.
Slowly, he aligned himself with you, moving with care and patience, every movement deliberate.
You felt the press of him, a little bigger than anyone you’d known before, and your body instinctively arched, a mix of surprise and anticipation flooding through you.
Yudai’s breath brushed your cheek as he whispered, voice thick with awe and desire,
“You’re so perfect… so tight. Just how I imagined.”
His hands traced your curves gently, grounding you, reassuring you, while his eyes searched yours for any sign to slow or stop.
You gave him a small, breathy nod — the silent promise that you trusted him, that you wanted this just as much as he did.
Together, moving slow and sure.
Yudai’s pace quickened, each movement stronger and more urgent. Your body responded instinctively, breasts bouncing beneath his hands, catching the light and his hungry gaze.
Without missing a beat, he cupped one of your breasts, his mouth following, sucking a nipple into his lips with a low, possessive growl.
“You’re so much better than her tiny,” he murmured between kisses, voice rough with need. “You drive me insane, tiny. So damn perfect.”
Your breath hitched, heat pooling deep inside you as his hands explored eagerly, his dirty talk fueling your own boldness.
You gasped and moaned louder, matching his words, voice thick with lust. “Y-Yudai… -fuck- you feel so good… I want you… want you all over me.”
He grinned against your skin, biting gently before whispering, “You’re mine tonight. No one compares.”
The room filled with your mingled sounds—moans, whispered names, and heated promises—everything burning between you two, raw and electric.
Yudai flipped you gently but firmly onto your knees, his hands steady and commanding. His breath was hot against your neck as he positioned himself behind you, the heat of his body pressing close.
He entered you with force, each powerful thrust making you gasp and scream, your body moving instinctively to meet his.
His hand shot out, grabbing a fistful of your hair, pulling you back to his mouth in a fierce kiss. His lips were hungry, rough, and possessive, stealing your breath even as he kept driving into you.
“Fuck, you’re so goddamn filthy,” he growled into your ear, voice thick with lust. “You love it rough, don’t you? Hm?”
You whimpered in response, feeling every word sear into your skin.
He kissed down your neck, murmuring, “I fucking love this ass—so tight, so perfect. You’re mine, yeah?” he gave it a spank and you whimpered.
“Yeah? you like when I spank you like this?,” he smirked giving you another smack. you let out a loud cry. “ Shit baby you got me all fucked up.”
Your moans grew louder, your body arching as he moved with relentless power.
“Say it,” he demanded between deep kisses, “tell me you want me like this. Tell me you’re all mine, hm?”
“—fuck— I’m a-all yours,” You gasped out the words, breathless and desperate.
Yudai’s hands roamed over your curves, praising every inch, every sound you made.
“Such a good fucking girl,” he whispered, voice raw. “Way better than anyone I’ve ever had. So dirty for me.”
His kisses grew fiercer, fingers digging into your hips as he kept driving, lost in the rhythm of need and possession.
Yudai’s pace quickened, each thrust deeper and faster, his lips crashing against yours in a heated kiss. He hummed softly against your mouth, the vibration sending shivers down your spine.
You gasped between breaths, voice shaky as you whispered, “I’m close…”
His eyes darkened with desire as he tightened his grip on your hips. “Me too,” he growled, voice thick with need.
Without breaking the kiss, he shifted, gently guiding you onto your back, sliding into the missionary position with fluid ease.
His body pressed firmly against yours, every movement synced perfectly. His hands cupped your face, fingers tracing your jaw as he deepened the kiss.
“Let’s come together,” he murmured against your lips, breathless and raw. “Hold it and wait for me, hm, baby?”
You nodded, heart pounding, matching his rhythm as the tension built between you both—ready to shatter in the same breath.
Just a few more thrusts — then a couple of hard, deep ones that sent shockwaves through both of you. Your bodies moved together, breath mingling, lips crashing as you both whimpered and whined into the kiss, lost in the heat and urgency.
Yudai groaned deep in his throat, voice thick with need. “Fuck, you’re mine… all mine,”
Your nails dug into his back, breath ragged as you gasped, “Yudai, don’t stop… please, gonna—”
He didn’t let you finish.
With one final, powerful thrust, he pulled out, his chest heaving as he tensed and spilled himself across your abdomen, gasping loudly, the sound raw and unrestrained.
“Shit—fuuuck, you’re driving me insane, tiny,” he panted, voice ragged and full of desperate praise. “God, you make me lose control.”
You trembled beneath him, chest rising and falling, breathless, the electricity still crackling between you.
“Shit, you were so amazing baby.”he whispered, kissing your skin softly, trying to soothe the fire he’d just ignited.
Your moans filled the quiet room, mingling with his heavy breathing — both of you still riding the waves of what just happened.
Yudai pressed gentle, teasing kisses all over your skin as he slowly cleaned you up, his cocky grin never fading.
“You’re such a mess, tiny,” he murmured, fingers tracing soft lines along your abdomen. “But god, I love this mess.”
You flushed, biting your lip shyly as he leaned down to kiss you again—this time softer, slower.
“Come on,” he said, grabbing your hand. “Let’s get cleaned up properly.”
You giggled, heart fluttering, as he led you into the steamy shower.
Water cascaded over you both, hot and soothing.
Yudai pressed you against the tiled wall, lips finding yours again in a hungry, lingering kiss.
You blushed fiercely, shy under his gaze, but couldn’t help melting into his touch.
He chuckled against your lips, fingers tucking strands of wet hair behind your ear.
“You’re so cute when you’re shy,” he teased, pressing kiss after kiss to your lips like he couldn’t get enough.
“Hey,” he murmured softly, voice low and steady. “I want you to know… I don’t just want this”—he gestured between you two—“I want you.”
He swallowed, a little nervous now, but still holding your gaze. “Be my girlfriend tiny, hm?”
You didn’t hesitate. Without a word, you pulled him down into a long, hungry kiss, pouring every bit of your excitement and relief into it.
When you finally pulled back, breathless and smiling, you whispered, “Yes. I want that. I want you.”
Yudai’s grin was victorious and soft all at once as he rested his forehead against yours.
“Good,” he said, voice full of promise. “Because I’m not letting you go.”
The water continued to fall around you, but you only had eyes for each other—ready to start this new chapter together.
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The two of you lay tangled in the soft sheets, limbs intertwined like you belonged there—because you did.
Yudai smirked, eyes glinting with mischief as he propped himself up on an elbow and asked,
“So… still wanna make me sleep on the floor, tiny?”
You flushed bright pink, rolling your eyes and pushing his shoulder lightly.
“Shut up,” you muttered, voice soft but playful. “Now.”
He chuckled, pulling you closer. “Good. ’Cause I’m not going anywhere.”
His voice dropped, warm and sincere. “I love you, tiny.”
Your heart fluttered, shy and full. You whispered back, barely audible, “I love you too Yudai…”
He placed another kiss to your lips. you melted into his arms, your legs and feet tangling together, safe and warm as sleep claimed you both again.
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The next morning, sunlight spilled gently through the curtains, casting a golden glow over your sleepy faces.
You woke to soft kisses trailing along your cheek, Yudai’s breath warm against your skin.
“Morning, tiny,” he murmured, fingers brushing your hair back tenderly.
You smiled, reaching up to capture his lips in a slow, lingering kiss.
His hands roamed freely, skin against skin, every touch sparking little electric fires.
The scent of breakfast drifted in—Fuma’s cooking filling the house with the promise of a new day.
Suddenly, laughter and teasing voices echoed from downstairs.
“You two were so wild last night!” Doyeon called out with a grin.
“Yeah, we heard everything!” Suha teased, making you both laugh, cheeks still flushed.
“OH YUDAI—YOU FEEL SO GOOD RIGHT THERE!—” Nicholas screeched dramatically, tossing his head back and pounding the table while everyone burst into laughter.
Doyeon nearly choked on her orange juice. “I knew y’all were gonna break the headboard with the way it was going!”
Suha added between giggles, “Honestly, I’m impressed. Fuma said the bed was shaking like an earthquake.”
You covered your face, groaning into Yudai’s arm while he just laughed proudly, not even bothering to deny it.
“I mean… she’s actually hard to resist, can you blame me?”That just made the teasing worse.
But then Chaerin, mouth full of toast, said with a grin, “Yudai’s been talking about dating Y/N since like—forever.”
Your head snapped toward him, wide-eyed. “Wait, what?!”
He scratched the back of his neck, grinning sheepishly. “Well… yeah. I told Fuma I’d be happier with you than Miko ever made me.”
The room fell quiet for a second, just long enough for your heart to swell in your chest.
You blinked, touched, a little stunned. “I… I felt the same way,.”
“AWWWWWW,” the whole group chorused like middle schoolers, breaking the moment in the best way possible.
“You two are disgustingly cute,” Nicholas teased.
“I vote cutest vacation couple,” Fuma added, flipping another pancake onto a plate.
Everyone gathered around the table, plates in hand, laughter filling the bright, beachy kitchen.
“So,” Doyeon said with a mouthful of bacon, “what’s the plan for today?”
“Jet skis?” Chaerin offered.
“Beach volleyball,” Fuma suggested.
“I’m down for literally anything,” Yudai said, pulling you close, pressing a soft kiss to your cheek. “As long she’s with me.” He leans the side of his head on top of mine.
The room erupted in another wave of teasing, groaning, and laughter. the day began — sunlit, carefree, and a long week ahead full of love.
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