no nut november 🥜
sunwoo x f!reader
synopsis: you’re assigned with a classmate for an upcoming essay due. who just so happens to have a crush on you and trying to win a bet.
adult content featured, read at own discretion!!
with two short knocks, the door opened to reveal the boy you’d be tutoring and help study for the upcoming history essay.
with a smile you greeted him, “hi sunwoo!”
he smiled softly back, stepping aside to let you in. “we can work here in the living room. my roommate won’t be back for another day or so.”
“hockey game, correct?” you asked and sunwoo nodded.
his roommate played hockey for your college team, while sunwoo played soccer.
you took a seat on the couch, plopping down and sinking into the cushions. sunwoo followed suit, his text book already open with his notebook of messy notes on the coffee table in front of you both.
“why are we still learning about history in college? didn’t they teach us that in high school?” sunwoo huffed.
you laughed, “well, you are a music and film double major. you have to know music and film history, sunwoo.” you took out your text book from your bag. “at least you’re learning about something fun, and not historical wars.”
“i guess you’re right.” sunwoo frowned.
“now, which historical or iconic film do you think we should analyze for our paper?”
sunwoo tapped his chin in thought, “godfather? or maybe casablanca?”
you nodded, “that could be interesting.” you thought, “oh maybe, psycho! the 1960 film.”
sunwoo gulped. “isn’t that a horror film?”
you nodded. “yeah but i believe it shaped a lot of future horror films.”
sunwoo looked at you like you’ve lost your mind. “are you a serial killer?”
you laughed shaking your head, “just a woman who loves horror.”
“no horror, i don’t do well with them.” sunwoo shuddered.
“even more reason to watch them.” you smiled. “wait, let’s do scream franchise! we can analyze each movie and compare them and how they’ve shaped today’s world.”
“like those weird fantasies women have?”
you tilted your head. “what fantasies?”sunwoo looked at you, waiting for it to click. then it did. “oh, you mean the ghost face mask kinks.”
“yeah, that.”
you again shrugged, “it can still be important in our essay. plus the essay has to be almost 10 pages long and our presentation has to be minimal 8 slides.”
“fuck i forgot about the presentation.”
“how about you work on the outline of the presentation, and i’ll work on the outline of the essay? that way we can pinpoint what we want to discuss.”
“are we really doing this on the scream movies?”
“unless you want to watch psycho, sunwoo.”
he huffed. “scream it is.”
about an hour or so later you both had outlined each part of the presentation. what questions to be answered, the specific topics, and so forth.
while you were having the time of your life preparing to talk about one of your favorite movie franchises, sunwoo was struggling not only with the fact he’d have to sit through many scream movies, but to think he may have to talk about ghost face kinks.
it wasn’t like sunwoo didn’t care if that’s what women liked. his friend, changmin, big ole horror fan, told his own sexual experience with a girl who liked to get intimate while he wore a ghost face mask.
it wasn’t that. it was the fact that a sexual topic had to come up regardless as he was going on day four of not having sex or pleasing himself.
no nut november.
he, eric, juyeon, changmin, and hyunjae all made a bet. of course eric lost a day in. sunwoo was determined to win. but he may be all talk more than anything.
he didn’t realize he would struggle this much.
especially when he found out he was paired with you for this essay. little did you know (but his friends knew), he had the biggest crush on you since the first day of class—four months ago.
then it finally popped into his head. his other friend, younghoon was a teacher assistant for the professor. not necessarily your class, but another, and he still helped out with other class things.
one of those blabbers mouths told. your partnership couldn’t have been an accident. it couldn’t have. out of all 26 students?
“where’s the bathroom?” you interrupted his rambling thoughts.
“oh, that way.” sunwoo pointed to the door towards the back of the apartment.
you smiled with a thank you, walking to the bathroom.
sunwoo took the opportunity to grab his cell and text the chat.
to: the boyz — this wasn’t an accident wasn’t it?
from: the boyz hyunjae — what are u talking about?
from: the boyz q — u okay man?
to: the boyz — no im not ok!! u all set me up. i can’t prove it, but i know it.
from: the boyz eric — 미친놈 (crazy guy)
from: the boyz younghoon — 😉 you’re welcome my friend
to: the boyz — 씨발 off !!! (fuck!!)
from: the boyz younghoon — 😒 i was expecting a thank you
sunwoo put his phone down on the couch next to him, rubbing his eyes with the palm of his hands then running his hand through his hair.
“damnit!” you said from behind the bathroom door. you opened it coming out.
“you okay?” sunwoo asked carefully. he first looked at your face, then his eyes traveled down seeing your jeans unbuttoned.
he quickly adverted his gaze, turning red.
with huff you said, “my damn button broke on my jeans!” the you let out a groan. with a whine you added, “these are my old favorite pair of jeans.” you pouted.
sunwoo laughed nervously, “guess it’s time to retire them?”
with your lip still pouted, you sank onto the couch next to sunwoo, the lace of your underwear peeking from your jeans.
sunwoo cleared his throat and stood up, rubbing his sweaty palms on his own pants. “would you like a pair of sweats to borrow or an oversized shirt?”
you looked down seeing that indeed your lace was peeking out because of your short shirt. with a smile you nodded. “sure. sweats will work.”
sunwoo, never looking down at you, walked to his bedroom and you followed behind. he went to his drawers, getting a clean pair of sweats from the bottom.
as he was bent down, you started to take off your jeans. when he turned around to hand you the sweats, again, he quickly turned away, hand outstretched with the sweats. “oh, um, sorry.” he mumbled, not expecting you to undress in front of him.
with a chuckle, you teased him, “what? never seen a girl in her underwear.”
sunwoo scoffed. “please, i have.” he voice croaked. betrayed him. he swallowed nervously.
you took the sweats from his hand, quickly slipping them on. “i think younghoon was wrong.”
sunwoo jerked his head towards you, eyes wide. “what do you mean by that?” he pointed to you. not even bothered by you tugging his pants over your legs.
you smiled. “i went to his office hours once for help on a quiz. during that time he was assigning partners for this assignment.” you tilted your head to study sunwoo, “he said you had a crush on me so he wanted to partner us up.”
sunwoo went red, even more so than before, if that was even possible. he couldn’t even comprehend a sentence. “what—what do you mean he’s wrong?” again, not only did he stuttered, but his voice cracked.
“well, i really don’t believe it. you hardly talk to me other than simple hello’s, maybe random conversations here and there. today, you sat at one far end of the couch, like you didn’t want to catch the flu from me or something. and you’re terrible at flirting, you have not flirted with me, not once.”
sunwoo’s lips went into a straight line. “i didn’t want to come off weird or creepy.”
you laughed. “oh honey, you could never.” you walked closer to him, grabbing the collar of his shirt, pulling him close. you gave him a quick peck on his cheek.
sunwoo smiled like he’s won the jackpot. “well, i—uh,” maybe he does owe younghoon a thank you.
but then you stepped away with a frown, “younghoon also asked me to do something else?” you questioned.
“what’s that?” he asked, his mind still in a haze from feeling your lips. sunwoo was on a high.
you tapped your chin, “he asked me to make you lose the bet. he didn’t say what type of bet, but if i was to kiss or even hug you, you wouldn’t be able to help yourself? that you wouldn’t miss the chance with crush?”
“oh that little sneak!”
“what kind of bet?”
sunwoo huffed, “no nut november.”
this time you bursted out laughing. “i swear you boys are idiots! you all will do anything for your pride and money.”
sunwoo shrugged, “well—yeah.”
you bit your lower lip, you stepped back closer to him, and went to tugging his shirt once again, “well i guess that means i have to wait 3 more weeks before i can taste you?”
you don’t think you ever seen sunwoo move so fast. he sat on his bed so fast, legs spread. “fuck that bet.”
you giggled and bounced over to sunwoo’s lap, straddling him, kissing his lips once. “just so you know, i’ve always thought you were cute.”
sunwoo’s hand held your back, while his other was on your hip. you wrapped your arms around his neck.
“and you never did or said anything?” sunwoo stared into your eyes.
“i thought you were taken. couldn’t believe a handsome guy like you would be available.”
“well i could be possibly be taken now. by you—i mean?” he asked shyly.
“wouldn’t dream of anything else.” you leaned down attaching your lips. both his hands went to gripping your waist as you rocked slowly in his lap, causing him to spew some groans, him growing harder in his pants.
your hand gripped the nape of his neck, your lower half rocking harder and faster against sunwoo, both of you a moaning mess.
“fuck sunwoo,” you cried out, close to your orgasm already.
sunwoo couldn’t speak. he was in awe with you. “mhm, faster, just like that honey.” his lips attached to your neck just as you began coming in your underwear, become slick with yourself. sunwoo soon came himself, in his boxers, staining them.
with shaky legs you got up, getting on your knees in front of sunwoo, pulling his sweats and boxers down his legs. “i want to taste you.”
sunwoo’s eyes rolled to the back of his head hearing that come from your lips.
when you simply kissed his tip, he swore he was going to break right then again. however, you quickly took him in your mouth, your tongue flattened against the lower part of his dick, your hand wrapped around what you couldn’t fit. sunwoo was thick as fuck.
after relaxing your jaw, and finding a good rhythm, your head began bobbing, and sunwoo was in heaven. he gripped your hair, trying to hold back from fucking your face.
“mhm, ugh!” he groaned out, lewd words releasing from his lips, only turning you on more and motivating you to keep going. your undies filling once again with your own slick.
never have you ever gotten close to your own orgasm just by sucking a guy off.
“mhm, honey, close—,” you looked up from under your wet lashes, sunwoo’s eyes clamped shut, mouth opened wide, hips bucking.
oh you loved having kim sunwoo like this. and now, you always wanted him like this.
when his grip tightened, you decided to go in for the kill. one hand gripping his balls, the other squeezing his thigh, nails creating crescent shaped marks. you took in sunwoo as far as you could, until he hit the back of your throat, and he immediately released his load into you with a loud but low growl.
he collapsed on the bed, back to the bed, his arms spread out above him. he was washed out.
“fuck that was amazing.” he said out of breath. you wiped your lips with a smile, quietly taking down the sweats you had on of his, leaving you in your baby tee and underwear.
you straddled him back on the bed. “baby, you made a mess in my underwear.”
sunwoo lifted his head, one eye open. “huh?” he was still in a daze. he then looked down seeing the wet spot in your underwear.
he groaned, head hitting back on the bed. but he surprised you when he sat up quickly, wrapping his arms around you. he turned you around so your back hit the bed, causing you to let out a squeal.
“well it’s only right i clean up my mess, huh?” sunwoo smirked.
he definitely has younghoon to thank.
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