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What was it about him that she was ready to give all she had for him? Her status, her family, her wealth… She put all those on one side of a balancing scale and him in the other and it shifted towards his side. She was ready to sell her soul for this delivery boy.
🛵 Delivery boy!AU x Heir!AU 🛵 Chen x Female Reader 🛵 Angst/Smut 🔞
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⚠️ [Disclaimer: This is a fictional story with Kim Jongdae’s (EXO’s Chen) image as a public figure. Married actors still very much do kiss scenes (and more). Marriage is not a stopper for acting, fanfiction or any art involving activities. If you feel you can’t stomach it because of your principles, just don’t read it and move on. Don’t bother looking to send anon hate because it’s turned off. Teach yourself to be kinder in this ugly world than to come and teach me morals]
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He truthfully didn’t believe he was holding a woman like her. Who was he to have that privilege? Despite how good care he took about his hygiene, he couldn't help but feel filthy in comparison. her smooth skin that felt untouched and heavenly and the way it contrasted with his. It truly was a jump in hierarchy and he was very well aware of it.
He was nothing but a delivery boy. His life was the opposite of being born with a golden spoon in his mouth… and her… he felt he was polluting fine glass that if handled harsher she’d break between his arms.
He got intoxicated with how she felt towards him. Her willingness and the way she squirmed to avoid her moans getting louder.
“You’re truly a princess.” He rolled his hips further. “Can I have the pleasure to hear your voice in my ear at least?” He asked as he pressed his chest against her. “Please.”
But they were tears he got against his cheek as he pushed further. He panicked, wanting to remove himself thinking he had hurt her.
“No, please come closer.” She pulled him back, this time forcing him to kiss her. “Don’t leave me.”
He kissed her tenderly as he remained inside, feeling how her legs locked around his waist.
“What and who dared hurt you, princess? I could be your knight.”
She smiled momentarily remembering that it was not possible. “You can’t be anything other than this. We are worlds apart.” She confessed.
It hurt him instead, hearing her being so honest, but he couldn’t find it in his care to have dignity as he kept thrusting.
“At your service anytime.” He tried to remove himself feeling he was getting close.
“No!” She stopped him. “I want to feel everything inside. Even if it’s once.”
“On our first time like this?” He queried, puzzled. “Are you on birth control?”
“Nothing will happen from one time. What are the odds, Jongade?”
“Oooh.” He trembled. “Call me by my name again! Louder!”
And she did, all while caressing his cheek as he spasmed. “Jongdae. My sweet and kind Jongdae.”
She felt his sweaty torso over hers as he decided to attach his lips to her neck in languid open mouth kisses as he rode his high. “I’m still worried. What if you get pregnant?”
“Don’t worry. Nothing will happen.”
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It was almost as if she was the predator in this situation. Every time her parents reminded her about her future fiancee's visit, she’d leave everything behind driving till she arrived at her favourite fish restaurant in the very crowded Yeongdeungpo market. Was it worth the drive every time? Maybe not, but she was head over heels for the delivery boy. The same one the ajumma scolded every time for being late. Was it the way he removed the helmet upon arrival? Or his high pitched whine when she punched him playfully? She didn’t know. All she knew was that her head felt heavy and today was the day she was going to take this man to her bed.
“Miss, I think that’s enough drinking for today.” The ajumma advised, pulling the bottle of Soju from her hand. “Do you have anyone to take you home?”
The boy looked from his phone to where she was seated as he leaned on the wall. He too wanted to go home already.
“I have my car parked close to here, can your delivery boy drive me home, please?” She spoke drunkenly, although she was the most sober.
“Yah! Jongdae-yah! Do you know how to drive a car?”
Jongdae? Was that his name? Jong-Dae-Jong-Dae-Jong-Dae… She could imagine herself screaming that name all night.
“Yes!” He confirmed, placing his phone inside his pocket as his lips drew a beautiful kitten smile.
She took her car keys out of her purse and offered it to him. “Thanks.” She tried to stand, faking dizziness. She just couldn’t wait to touch his beautiful looking skin.
“Are you alright, miss?” He asked as he rushed to pull her from her arm.
God almighty. His eyelashes up close. She was completely and madly in love with the delivery boy of the fish restaurant. Suddenly regretting that she had eaten or drinked, because she wanted to shove her tongue inside his teasing lips that curled naturally at the edges without even smiling.
“I am, just please hold me tighter.”
“Take care of her, Dae-yah! She’s our precious customer.”
“Yes, don’t worry, ajumma.” He assured with a deeper voice she didn’t know he had. “Where are you parked?” He asked, looking straight into her soul.
She decided to answer him once the air hit her face. “Right around the corner.” She leaned closer to him.
“Oh… wow… the Porsche?” He asked, getting hiccups.
“Yes.”
“I’m wearing flip-flops. Not sure I should drive a car like this with flip-flops for your own safety.”
“Nonsense. These cars almost drive themselves.” She spoke sounding way too sober, confusing the poor guy.
He helped her inside the car as she grabbed on to his wrist before he closed the door. “The seatbelt please.” He leaned closer to buckle it for her.
When he went to sit in the driver’s seat and she saw a wide smile. His profile was absolutely stunning.
“This car is amazing.” Jongdae commented.
“You’re amazing. It actually suits you.”
He blushed, looking at her confused. “Me? I’m just a cockroach in this society.” He sighed.
“I think I’m the cockroach here.” She affirmed, surprising him. “Did you know that I come here just to see you? I felt you needed to know, otherwise it would feel like I’m stalking you. Now you have all the right to leave and I’ll take it as a rejection of my confession and I won’t ever show my face here again.”
Jongdae’s mouth fell agape. “M-me?”
“Yes you.” She added. “It might be superficial but you’re everything I like in a man. You’re so beautiful, Jongdae.”
He hid his mouth with his hand looking ahead. She could see his hands trembling. “If I agree, won’t you feel that it’s because of your money?”
“I don’t care either. You have something I want and I have something you may want. After all, I’m worthless without money, I know.”
“No!” He took her hand unexpectedly. “I don’t mean it like that. Don’t say that about yourself either. I don’t even know your name, but you’re beautiful.”
“Thanks, Jongdae.” She smiled. “My name is ___ and I’d love it if you drove me to the hotel so I can brush my teeth because I really want to kiss those teasing lips of yours.”
Jongdae shied away again. He had to clear his throat, removing his baseball cap to flip his hair. “I see.”
“Boy, don’t do these things. Are you trying to kill me?” She held her chest. “My heart.”
“Oh… I’m sorry.”
“Just drive away.”
He couldn’t concentrate, nor was he used to driving cars like this as he advised. He was trying hard to look cool as she kept looking at him shamelessly.
“I’m quite nervous.” He confessed. “I’m sweaty and look dreadful, and I don’t know-”
“You look like the most delicious man in the world.” She blurted out interrupting him. “I genuinely would choose you over any man in the world right now.”
He laughed, leaning his head on the steering wheel waiting for the traffic lights to turn green. “I can’t take it.”
“Are you a little subbie? Will you be playing catch the little squirrel when we go to the hotel?”
She saw his Adam’s apple bub up and down nervously. He didn’t reply, just concentrated on getting to the hotel. He frowned all through the drive not speaking a single word after that. She truly had activated the opposite of what she asked him.
He looked endearing and sexy like that.
Jongdae parked the car and helped her out without looking at her. He let her deal with whatever needed to be dealt with at the reception, following her when she got the keycard. As she entered the elevator and after pressing the button to the room’s floor and the doors closing he finally faced her.
“What did you call me earlier? A subbie?”
“Well… are you?” She challenged.
She didn’t expect his eyebrows to knit further and his hand to leisurely find her neck as he pushed her against the mirrored wall. “I’m no subbie, ___.” He whispered before tilting his head to the side, finally tasting those lips that drove her to what was happening right now.
Madness…
“Jongdae.” She pushed him lightly to look at his eyes. “The doors are open.”
“Lead the way then.” He motioned with his head.
She walked now fully aware that Jongdae knew she wasn't drunk. She swiped the keycard feeling how he grabbed her back by her waist to force her kiss him again.
“I need to brush my teeth.” She reasoned.
“Where has your confidence gone? You came all the way to fetch me and now you’re acting like this.” Jongdae crocked an eyebrow confidently gaining all the territory.
“I guess I envisioned you being cute and cuddly and maybe me being the big bad wolf. I just didn’t expect you to be like this, I need time to adjust.”
“Is that so?” Jongdae pulled her against him with force. “Then you’re you sober?”
“Yes I am.”
“You little minx.” He commented. “Do you want to look pretty for me? Is that it?”
“Yes.”
“I’m not in my best shape either, so I don’t really care.”
“You’re perfect, Jongdae.”
“You’re perfect too. Just lead the way to the bed.” He licked his lips suggestively.
She almost ran as he followed her. Jongdae caught her in time to kiss her again before escaping to the ensuite bathroom, all while he pulled his pants down encouraging her to peel herself from clothing, managing to remove her top.
“Condom?” Jongdae asked before looking at her well prepared bra.
“Do you trust me? I’m clean, I swear, and I trust you.” She strangely suggested.
Never had he ever requested such a thing. He’s never had unprotected sex with his ex girlfriends ever.
“You’ll be the death of me.” Jongdae picked her up, throwing her on the bed.
He wasn’t greedy. He was everything she wanted and more. The way Jongdae entwined his fingers with her pressing his palms on her. A simple action that seemed to make things 100 times better.
“At your service anytime.” He tried to remove himself from inside her as he felt he was close.
“No!” She stopped him. “I want to feel everything inside. Even if it’s once.”
“On our first time like this?” He queried, puzzled. “Are you on birth control?”
“Nothing will happen from one time. What are the odds, Jongade?”
“Oooh.” He trembled. “Call me by my name again! Louder!”
And she did, all while caressing his cheek as he spasmed. “Jongdae. My sweet and kind Jongdae.”
She felt his sweaty torso over hers as he decided to attach his lips to her neck in languid open mouth kisses as he rode his high. “I’m still worried. What if you get pregnant?”
“Don’t worry. Nothing will happen.”
~~~
“What do you mean pregnant!? From who!?”
“I don’t know.” She simply looked at her parents trying to look confident.
“You’re not that kind of girl! What’s gotten into you?” Your father cried, holding his head down.
“So I guess you can tell everyone that I’m not suited to get married. You can send me overseas, but I’m not getting rid of my baby.”
“You are getting rid of that baby and marrying whomever I tell you to marry.” Your father threatened. “This won’t stop the wedding plans.”
“Absolutely not!” She yelled in disgust.
She ran out of the house crying her eyes out. She wasn't pregnant… unfortunately for her, she thought. She also hasn't seen Jongdae since that day as she felt ashamed, fearing he’d never want to see a woman like her again after spending one night of shameless sex. On the other side of the story, Jongdae had no means to contact her. The morning after she had left him sleeping. It was the most difficult thing she’s ever had to do in her life as he looked angelical with his eyes closed placidly sleeping, but she didn’t waste the chance to trace his lips with her fingers like she always dreamt.
“Come sleep next to me.” Jongdae asked her with the huskiest of voices, grabbing her wrist still very much with his eyes closed.
“I will, just let me go to the toilet.”
She had sneaked out thinking that this man would be revolted by her as soon as he realised what he had done.
That was over 4 whole weeks without him, but today was the day, her skin itched to see him again. Not that she didn't spy on Jongdae all this time like a weirdo, but this time she needed him. She needed to hear nice things coming out from his unique lips. Even if he hated her… she had to have Jongdae again before fleeing the country.
"Deliver it to the next door love motel? I don't want to go there." Jongdae whined.
"They paid extra for delivery. Just drop it at the room's door and be gone, Jongdae. Don't be such a baby." The ajumma scolded.
He took the bag of fish stew dragging his feet as if he had been sentenced to death. Just the mere idea of having couples loving each other behind each door he passed, pissed him off.
Was everything she did that night just an act to get inside his pants and disappear? Did he mean nothing to her?
He knocked on the door. "Food delivery! I'll just leave it at the door as it's been paid for over the phone. Thank you customer. Enjoy your meal." He bowed at the closed door not expecting it to open and her being behind it sporting nothing but a tulle gown that exposed every single curve.
"Thanks, Jongdae."
He frowned, biting on hisnlower lip. "So you enjoy torturing the worthless delivery boy, right? Is that why you booked a room so close and ordered food from us?"
She pulled his arm getting him inside. "I booked the room so you can hold me like last time, Jongdae. I missed you."
It was against all his principles. He really was meaning to push her away if it weren't for the fact that she had placed his hand over her breast.
"Not like last time." He pulled her to his chest aggressively electing a gasp. "I won’t let you play me even if you’re rich and shit."
She didn't expect him to pull her gown upwards finding her middle. His fingers were being inserted as he didn't break eye contact.
"Jongdae." She melted away.
"I might be poor, but I have dignity, and I'm not going to be toyed with." He kept his pace, removing his fingers when she tightened around him.
"Why?" She cried, pressing her back against the wall.
"I'm the one who gets to enjoy himself today." Jongdae announced, pushing her head downwards. "Suck!"
"I will, but cum inside of me later on. I like your warm seed invading me."
"Look at you all pathetic and needy for my dick." Jongdae unbuckled his pants, fishing his member out of his boxers. "Open wide." He demanded as he shoved his erection inside her mouth.
No, he wasn't gentle. She guessed he was truly hurt and felt used last time so he was punishing her rightfully. He also didn't listen and just milked himself on her face, liking the view.
"Are you just going to leave now?" She queried as she removed with the back of her hand the mess he made on her face.
"Not even nearly done with you." Jongdae threatened, unaware of how happy that made her. "Look at yourself as I fuck you." He sat on the bed bringing her to sit on his still hard member as he pressed his chest on her back. "Rub your clit while I fuck you and beg for me to cum inside you."
She did, obediently so. It was a different level of hot watching herself sitting on him. The sound that his balls made drove her crazy when they slapped over her skin. Not being able to not grant her wish, he released inside of her, pleasing her without really meaning to. She loved how as soon as he did he brought her to his lap slapping her butcheeks, demanding her to look at him as he did.
"I'm sorry. I thought you'd never want to see me again."
"Who gave you the right to decide for me?" Slap.
"I was shy." She defended herself.
Slap. "You? Shy? You literally threw yourself on me and took what you wanted and left." Slap.
"You want me, Jongdae?" She tried.
"I'll think about it as I don't like bad girls." Slap.
"I'll be obedient. Daedae." She cooed.
"Fuck my life." He brought her to hug his middle placing her legs at each side of his body. "Kiss me well and good and I'll see if I can forgive you."
~~~
"Don't you even dare leave me like last time." He spoke over her face as soon as she opened her eyes.
"I wasn't going to." She covered her face with the sheet. “Don’t look at me like that.” She pleaded when she saw how very naked he still was, resting his head on his hand as he looked at her intensely.
“Come here.” He pulled the sheet out of the way. “I think you owe me a very overdue introduction of yourself and hear who I am as well. Don’t you think?”
Jongdae was engraving himself in you and there was no way out of not falling madly in love with him.
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A/N: I missed writing about my bias wrecker. I love him dearly and I’ve decided not to leave him out anymore even if the ethics police comes at me.
Thanks for reading! Part 2 coming soon!
