diet pepsi. ╰⪼ BBH (request!)
ᥫ᭡ content: +18, casual sex, smut, dom!baekhyun, p i v, unprotected sex, f!reader, baekhyunx f!reader, unresolved feelings, car sex, fwb (friends with benefits), kinda ''toxic'' , possesive!baekhyun
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ᥫ᭡ summary: you're not his, not really... but the way he pulls you out of that party says otherwise. he shouldn't care, but he does.
ᥫ᭡ a/n note: hey everyone! this was a request from an anon ! i lost the message… but it's inspired by the song by the diva Addison Rae - Diet Pepsi! i hope it captured the vibe you imagined… i loved writing it ! (first of all: apologies for any mistakes! happy reading!)
The place wasn't bad. In fact, it was even pleasant… dimmed lights, music at a comfortable volume.
You were with your friends, laughing at something that didn't even seem that funny anymore, because you're the only sober one in the group… the glass resting between your fingers more out of habit than desire.
Still, little by little, your attention began to wander, not because of them, but because of that uncomfortable feeling of being watched.
You noticed it even before looking. A random, slightly tipsy guy approached.
"Do you come here often?" he asked, with an easy, overly confident smile.
You let out a short, polite laugh, the kind that's automatic: "Once in a while."
It was a neutral, simple answer, enough to end it there, or at least it should have been. But he didn't seem to get the message.
"Can I buy you a drink?"
"I don't drink." You shook your head slightly.
Even so, he continued. His gaze drifted down without any disguise, lingering longer than it should have, and that was enough to truly bother you.
"What's your name?"
You were already about to answer anything just to end it once and for all or simply get out of there.
A firm presence settled into the space between the two of you. The hand that landed on your waist was firm, without hesitation, while the other subtly pushed the guy away, without brute force, but making the limit clear.
The voice came calmly, low, but firm enough not to leave room for discussion: "She's not interested."
You didn't need to look to know who it was. But you looked anyway.
Baekhyun.
The guy let out an awkward laugh, raising his hands as if it were an exaggeration.
“Relax, I was just talking—”
“Yeah, but I saw it’s over.” Simple and direct.
There was no room for insistence. The other hesitated for a moment, assessing, and then shrugged, backing away.
When he finally moved away, the atmosphere didn’t return to normal. Not completely…
You could still feel Baekhyun’s hand on your waist, firm, as if he wasn’t in any hurry to let go.
“You took a while…” The phrase escaped before you could even filter it.
Baekhyun slowly turned his face towards you, an eyebrow rising with slight curiosity.
“Did I take a while?”
“Uh-huh,” you replied, taking a sip of your drink, trying to seem more indifferent than you really were.
“Funny,” he murmured, tilting his head slightly. “I didn’t even know I’d been called.”
You held his gaze for a second longer than you should have, and that's when you realized your mistake before you could even speak.
"You kind of always show up even without calling."
The silence that followed was short, but heavy enough to say a lot.
Something changed in his gaze—subtle, but noticeable.
"Not always," he replied, more quietly.
Your friends were already quiet, clearly feeling the tension building there, but you didn't look away. Because, deep down, this (you two) wasn't new. It never had been.
Baekhyun let out a light sigh and only then removed his hand from your waist, although he didn't really move away. "Want to get out of here?"
You tilted your head, pretending to think for a second, but the answer was already there even before the question.
"I want to."
He nodded, as if he already expected it, and turned his body towards the exit without looking back. Even so, you followed him without hesitation.
Of course you followed.
(...)
The night air hit your face as soon as you stepped outside, cooler and quieter than the atmosphere inside.
For a few seconds, neither of you said anything. Only the distant sound of the music grew fainter as you walked away.
His car was parked a little further ahead.
Always the same. Baekhyun opened the door for you without saying anything, waiting for you to get in first. He didn't start the car. He just stood there, hands on the steering wheel.
"Why didn't you say you're dating someone?"
You turned around immediately. "I'm not dating anyone."
He let out a low laugh.
"Then say you're seeing someone. It's the same thing."
You crossed your arms: "And what do I say? That there's a guy who shows up whenever he wants?"
"And even so..." He moved closer. Closer than necessary. "You still call me."
Your heart raced, but you didn't back away.
"Because you're the only one I want around." He leaned slowly toward you, closing the space between you until it was almost nonexistent.
“How close?” His voice was low, almost a challenge.
You caught your breath for a second, but you didn't back away. On the contrary.
You tilted your face slightly, getting even closer, feeling his breath on your skin.
“Isn't this enough already?”
He let out a low, short, but humorless laugh: “No.”
Before you knew it, he slipped his hand under your skirt and squeezed your thigh like a pillow. Heat was already rising throughout your body, leaving you breathless and speechless.
Foreplay always drove you crazy inside, and Baekhyun had a control over you that only he knew.
Suddenly, you found yourself in the back seat, your nails digging into Baekhyun's broad shoulders and bare back as he bounced you up and down on his thick cock.
He buried his face in her neck, his heavy breath brushing against her sensitive skin, sending a shiver down her spine. A moan escaped her as he reached her G-spot.
The windows were fogged up and the glass was muffled, but that wasn't a problem for you, given all the lust you felt there, which was reflected in Baekhyun's strong thrusts.
"You're so hot..." he groaned.
There was no gentleness in the way he fucked you; you took advantage of the position to caress and stroke him at will.
"I can't believe I'm finally going to fuck you," he groaned, lifting you and throwing you forcefully onto his cock. If the car wasn't shaking before, it certainly was now.
"Baek-ahh...!", you screamed, throwing your head back.
"Do you know how long I've wanted to feel this delicious pussy? My God," he cursed when you squeezed him. "It's been weeks, damn it." He finished with a slap on your ass, making you shudder in his lap.
'Weeks?', you would have asked, but all your words died in your throat when you felt his penis poking your G-spot once more.
Soon after, Baekhyun felt the strands of semen on your shirt. You couldn't control the orgasm, even if you wanted to, and the car's interior reverberated with both of your loud cries.
It's hot.
So hot and full-bodied.
Both are completely lost in pleasure, and waves of pleasure consume them like fire. It seems endless. All they can do is writhe in it, and you let yourself fall onto Baekhyun. You blindly search for each other and kiss, still rubbing against one another.
It seems like it will never end. You continue kissing and shaking for hours. The subsequent spasms make you moan against each other's lips. Every place you touch is extremely sensitive and prolongs the spasms.
Finally, you have the strength to open your eyes and stare at each other, breathless, with your lips pressed together.
Baekhyun recovers first, displaying that wild smile.
"Holy shit… just be mine. Please—"
You return the smile.
"Mmm-hmm."
You stare at each other for a moment and then burst into laughter.
"Screw it. I love you."
"Hmm, I love you too, Baekhyun... and I am entirely and exclusively yours."
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