watch history | roommate!yunho x reader
tags: perv!yunho, friends to lovers?, masturbation, voyeurism?, creampie, aftercare, not proofread
you push the front door open earlier than usual, the strap of your work bag digging into your shoulder from the long walk. your shoes scuff on the welcome mat as you kick them off, letting your socks slide on the hardwood.
loud, high-pitched moans come from down the hall, the exaggerated kind from hentai, coupled with the sounds of cartoonish slaps and gasps.
your stomach drops as you walk closer, yunho's bedroom door is cracked open just a little, like he figured you'd be gone for hours. you stop right in the doorway, breath catching in your throat.
yunho is slouched at his desk, pants shoved down to his thighs. his hand moves slowly over his cock, slick with spit or lube, the wet sounds echoing in the room alongside the video.
the girl from the hentai has your hair color, eye color, and even a similar face shape, and she's bent over, getting fucked hard.
yunho's eyes are glued to it, lips parted in breathy groans as he strokes himself. the muscles in his forearm flex with every pull, veins standing out on his soft skin.
you should back away and pretend you didn't see, but your feet stick to the floor, heat pooling in your belly as you watch him.
the floor creaks under you when you try to shift away, causing yunho's head to snap up, eyes widening for a second as they lock on you. his hand freezes mid-stroke, the moans from the hentai continuing to play behind him.
"fuck," he mutters, but his tone doesn't sound panicked. his gaze drags down your body before snapping back to your face, "you're home early.."
you swallow, throat dry, "yeah.. boss let us go early.. what the hell, yunho?"
he pumps himself slowly as he looks back at the video, "you see her?" he nods at the screen, locking eyes with you again. "looks just like you.. been thinking about doing that to you for months.."
your pulse hammers in your ears, the room suddenly feeling ten degrees warmer as you step inside fully, closing the door behind you. "you're jerking off to porn that looks like me? with the volume all the way up?" you question, hands fidgeting behind your back.
yunho lets out a breathy chuckle, shifting in his chair, letting the shiny tip of his cock catch the light. "couldn't help it.. just kept thinking about how you'd sound if i had you like that," he murmurs, patting his thigh, "come here.. or you can tell me to fuck off.. your choice."
you hesitate for a few seconds before dropping your bag on the floor, walking over to where he's seated.
he reaches out, fingers grazing your wrist and pulling you into his lap. your attention is pulled to the computer screen, the hentai girl getting fucked faster, but yunho turns it off with one hand, shifting his attention to you.
"tell me what you want," he says, breath warm against your neck as he leans in. his fingers slip up your arm, thumb rubbing small circles in the skin.
you turn your head, lips almost touching his, "touch me like you've always imagined."
yunho's mouth crashes into yours, tongue sliding against yours with a hungry groan. his hand moves over your thigh, pushing your skirt up, his calloused palms rubbing over your bare skin as he pulls you closer, making you straddle him.
his cock presses against your panties, causing you to rock against him to feeling every inch of him sliding along you. yunho's hands grip you ass, guiding your movement and making your grind down faster on him.
"so fucking wet already," he murmurs against your lips, nipping at the bottom one, "been wanting this pussy for so long.."
he tugs your blouse open, buttons popping as he exposes your bra. his mouth trails down your neck, sucking lightly at the pulse point before he moves lower.
his teeth graze your collarbone, down to your breasts, tongue flicking over one nipple until it hardens. he switches sides, sucking harder as one hand kneads the other.
you reach down between you, wrapping your figers around him. you stroke him softly, twisting your hand at the head, pulling a groan from his throat as his hips buck up into your hand.
"shit, just like that," he pants as he bunches your skirt around your waist, fingers hooking into your panties and yanking them aside. two fingers slide through your wetness before pushing inside you, curling to hit that spot inside you that makes you see stars.
you continue stroking him, smearing the precum that leaks from his tip and matching your strokes to the rhythm of his fingers. the chair creaks under you both as you ride fingers, chasing your release.
yunho pulls his fingers out suddently, bringing them to his mouth and licking them clean.
"taste so good.. need to be inside you," he murmurs as he lifts you slightly, lining his cock up with your entrance and rubbing his head through your wetness.
he pulls you down inch by inch until you're seated flush against him, causing a whimper to fall from your mouth as your head falls to his shoulder. he gives you a moment, hand stroking your back softly.
yunho starts thrusting slowly, hips rolling deep into yours as your arms wrap around his neck. the room fills with the sound of skin on skin, your arousal coating his cock and thighs as you kiss him messily.
one of his hands slips between you, thumb finding your clit and rubbing in small circles.
your breath hitches, the coil in your belly tightening further. "yunho," you gasp against his mouth, "don't stop- please-"
"not stopping," he growls, picking you up and setting you on the mattress behind his setup. your legs wrap around his waist as he drives into you deeper, the frame of his bed knocking against the wall.
your nails dig into his back, leaving red marks under his shirt, pulling a groan from his throat.
"come on," he urges, thumb coming back to your clit, "let me feel you cum around me."
your orgasm hits you hard, your pussy clenching tight around him as he thrusts through it, chasing his own release. his rhythm stutters, hips slamming deep into yours as he cums with a groan, spilling hot inside you.
he stays buried inside you, rocking gently as you both catch your breath. after a minute, he pulls out slowly, cum leaking down your thigh. he collapses beside you, arm pulling your against his chest as his fingers trace patterns on your arm.
yunho shifts a little, pressing a soft kiss to the top of your head before brushing a strand of hair from your face, "you okay?" you nod against him, legs still loosely tangled with his.
he reaches over for his water bottle on the nightstand, popping it open and holding it to your lips. you take a few sips, the liquid sliding down and soothing your throat, yunho takes a few sips himself before setting it back on the nightstand.
his arm pulls you closer, tucking you into his side, letting you listen to his heartbeat. you let your eyes close, his hand continuing to stroke your back in lazy circles until your breathing evens out.
