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you see my, thick thighs lost when you look into my brown eyes

song recommendations: be honest - jorja smith

playing games - summer walker

warnings: exhibitionism, fingering, oral (m), anal, +18 content (minors do not interact)

tags: nct Haechanxfem!reader,other members (voyeurs)

word count: 6,3k

author's note: i'm in a serious haechan brainrot take this boy away from me. i might have got a bit carried away with this. -adm lorren

Ever since you started dating Haechan, your partying days were partly over. Besides some special occasions when there were parties of your sororities or when you were up to the snooker bar you visited often, you two barely left the house for fun. Channie enjoyed playing games as much as you, so you two figured out a way using multiple monitors to play together. The place sided with Haechan's chair was actually Jaehyun's, but he never minded handing it over to you whenever you were around. He'd just go and find himself a vacant computer. He was well aware that the two of you barely had time to spend together, it was either some nightstands or a miracle for Haechan to have a day off when he had to manage to be a part of three different clubs. You had the same setup at your place, for whenever you two had the chance to enjoy some privet time. You didn’t really care about staying put, in fact, you probably liked it better. When you weren't up to games you'd just keep company with him quietly reading a book, watching something, or doing your essays.

Even tho you didn't know, most of his mates were jealous of your relationship. Not the evil type of jealousy. They just looked forward to having someone like Haechan has you. It never reached your ears, but the boys were always commenting with Haechan how lucky he was to find someone like you. You didn’t push him, you didn’t pressure him or demanded things that were obviously out of his reach (the little time you had with him for example). Most people weren't ready to accept that. The ones who joined so far always got away broken hearteds. But you stayed and didn't seem to have any pretensions to leave. From the other’s eyes, you were ready to face it all for the boy and be the perfect girlfriend, barely any friction happened in your relationship. You were a full giver when it comes to Haechan. Yuta said once he regretted his life being too shy to walk to you, instead, Haechan shamelessly started flirting with you. And he owned you from that first moment.

You never lied to yourself, he wasn't the first to impress you that day. He wasn’t really your type. A little too boyish even tho he was around your age. You looked for the other ones Johnny or maybe Jaehyun that you were expecting. And even tho all glances were directed to you from time to time, it was the younger boy who put himself into action. Later in that conversation, he confessed that they were trying to make it fair by walking to you and he ended up winning Johnny on jokenpo. He considered for a second before walking over to you. You were clearly a foreigner, but you didn't seem to be an outsider, so he probably wouldn't have to struggle with English and end up having to ask Johnny over to translate you to him. Luckily it went well as expected. Your Korean skills were as good as a native could be. It was the first thing he complimented about you. And then came many others.

You ended up falling for the boy. What harm would it make? You two already had the chance to get acquainted with each other, why be picky now? And even tho he wasn't your type, it was exactly the opposite in him that attracted you the most (probably after his thick thighs). The boyish innocent side of him. From your first encounter was also clear that it was just a pose. You learned that within only a few minutes of talking with him. The way he gave explicit looks to your mouth, when not your cleavage, and then when he started dirty talking to you after a few more drinks.

Your encounter with Haechan seemed for the better, to both of you. You probably wouldn't go on a trip of dating any of the boys who first interested you. Destiny is a weird thing.

Whenever they were playing, Johnny would be the one in charge of the playlist. But when you were in for the game you were ruling that part. Most of your playlists consisted of rap. That made Mark grow very close to you. In fact, all of the 127 team were fond of you. You weren’t good only to Haechan, but to all of them whenever they needed it. Like when Doyoung got sick and you treated him better than anyone could have. And the sympathetic conversations you had with Taeyong whenever the two of you found yourselves alone. And the inumerous meals prepared with Taeil. Haechan did get jealous sometimes, it even caused you two to fight. It was a one and only event. All it took was a conversation for Haechan to land back safely on planet Earth, where he knew you'd be always awaiting his return. He realized that you were, indeed, his and he wasn't afraid of losing you anymore. He was fully confident about this relationship, as much as you were.

You were playing for almost three hours now. It was you, Johnny, Yuta, Mark, Doyoung, and Haechan, who sat by your side at your place. You got bored of playing. You decided to roll a joint and smoke your boredom away. Not sure if it was a good idea. You sat by his side when you lit it so he’d smoke too. Smoke never made you crazy high, just eased your nerves and made you feel a little lighter from the exhausting routine. ‘Tho it did hit different sometimes and this was one of the very few times you actually wanted your boyfriend's attention to yourself. You had already died mostly out of lack of interest to play anymore. You couldn’t say that Haechan didn't cooperate with you. That's when you called out for him, he just asked to finish the match.

You didn’t really mind waiting. You just layed on your bed, enjoying the summer vibes of the song from your playlist that kept rolling, but then something caught your attention. Haechan half spun his chair whenever he was too excited doing quick moves. That's when your eyes laid on your doom — Haechan's thighs. You realized he didn't change today, as he usually does, into some shorts, that always get your attention too. But fuck whenever he showed up wearing tight jeans would drive you a bit insane (you can read a lot). Sometimes you thought that your love and adoration for him could actually make you go nuts. So many lewd things go through your mind, you can picture you two in one of your make-out sessions. That was enough to get you on your feet and walk towards him like a cat about to catch its prey.

And just like your approach, your next movements were swift not to disturb his game he barely eyed you when straddled him leaning your head on the crook of his neck, he could keep playing since he still towered over your cradled form on his lap. He figured you’d stay put, that you were merely being affectionate. Though the word to describe your situation wasn’t exactly this one.

He soon found out your real intentions when you started to ground yourself on his thigh as much as you could, rubbing your clothed core on his ripped jeans. You let out a deep sigh when you found the right position. Haechan gave you a deadly stare. He didn’t want to express himself just to be asked by the others what was all that about. He didn’t know what were you up to. And to be honest, neither did you. But since you guys barely go out for fun, why not make it fun when you’re home? But then he just deviated his attention back to the game. You wouldn’t give in to it. Other than the computer game, you were just playing another one, consisting of who would give in first.

“Hyuk” You whined aloud for him to listen through the headset. You were back grinding on him, your legs completely attached to his body. He tried to cover the mic but it was too late, everyone on the other side of the line had heard you. They went deadly quiet almost like they were holding their breaths. The only sound was the inviting r&b playlist you played.

“What the fuck are you doing?” No matter how hard he tried, everyone could still hear you two.

“I just...” your tone was the softest any of the boys — except for Haechan — had never heard before. You didn’t know what you were going to say. What if Haechan gets mad at you for doing that in front of his friends? Lucky for you, your savior came to the rescue.

“You guys know we can hear you, right?” Your face was so close to Haechan’s that it was easy to distinguish Doyoung’s question.

Haechan raised his brows at you in a silent “what do we do now". You raised your head from his shoulder and Haechan turned his attention back to the game once again thinking that you were putting an end to this, but instead, you catch his mic bringing it closer to your mouth.

“Yes, we know you can hear us and well.. anyone who doesn’t want to hear it, just shut it off. Including my precious boyfriend, if he doesn’t want you guys to hear us, then he can always quit the match.” Haechan’s eyebrows were perked once again. He knew the final choice was his, and as the shameless bastard he was, he kept playing nonchalant, and just like as you could see on the monitors, everyone else kept playing too.

Then it was your turn to keep up with your onslaught on Haechan. You went back to ride his thigh. Usually, you weren’t much vocal, that you left for Haechan. But the fact that you had spectators on the other side of the line induced you to let out soft moans against his skin whenever you weren’t kissing him, on the sides of his neck and his jawline. You loved being up close to him, he was just too beautiful, and he loved the attention.

Haechan was trying with all the parts of his brain that weren’t thinking about the wetness he could evidence whenever your parts got in contact with his skin through the ripped jeans. That, and the fact that his best friends were all listening, the match was never this quiet, everyone wanted to hear you, to get a piece of you. He was well aware that the boys held an attraction for you. They couldn’t picture accurately what was happening on this side of the line. But Haechan wanted them to know exactly what was happening, make them jealous for not having you as he did. He kept playing, but he was ready to join your game too.

First, the only thing they could hear was your soft moans and Haechan cursing under his breath. Then, things started to escalate, they could now hear the dirties Haechan talked to you. All that without taking their eyes off the screen. The call would come down if they lost the match, and they didn’t want to lose.

“Shit, I haven’t even touched you and you’re soaking my pants” He paused, and he could hear a heavy breath and a curse through the headphones, he knew they’d have a clearer picture of what you were doing right now, “Mind to tell me what were you thinking?” You never stopped your motion, your hands clenching on his t-shirt.

“You already know" you answered in between your breaths, almost too low for the others to hear.

“But they don’t" You knew your boyfriend was a shameless bastard, but you didn’t think he’d enjoy it this much, enough to actually put up a show for his friends.

You humpfed not wanting to deviate your attention from the mild friction you were getting from humping his thigh, and for a millisecond, Haechan took his hand from the mouse and pulled your hair by the roots, getting a cry out of you, making you face him. His expression was deadly serious. You were in for it, now you deal with the consequences.

“Babe” you cried out leaning your face so your mouth was just under the mic. “You just looked sooo good on these jeans.. I couldn’t help myself.”

“Ahh..” He said as if he already didn’t know that you were crazy about his thighs, but what came later exposed how familiar he was with your taste. “So, what do you like better, ride me like this, or when I hold you between them until you’re choking on my dick?”, you actually heard what he said, but you got lost in the thought of it. He seemed to notice cause he shook his shoulder in order to make you get out of your trance. But he didn’t give you the time to answer “wow, you were thinking of it weren’t you?” you nodded fiercely, “I’ll give you everything you want, just finish yourself first”

You did as he said, you kept grinding on him, and even tho he tried to play cool, he started to grow on his trousers. You took your hand from his shoulder and landed it on his hardening member, massaging it over the layers of clothes that still covered him. Your other hand played and pulled the hair behind his neck while you licked and sucked on his soft spots. But you got eager and you wanted more, now. And you knew exactly what it took to make Hyuck break.

Just like his thighs were your doom, his were your breasts. He wasn’t much into exhibitionism or insanely horny to fuck you in the dorms. Those were rare occasions. The only times he'd initiate intimate activities, he'd go for your boobs, if not massaging them, he’d have his mouth on them on any chance he had. You gave up wearing bras the day Taeyong knocked on the door of the room Haechan shared with Jaehyun, you didn’t mind opening the door yourself, but then you wished you hadn’t. Taeyong was standing there, with your lacy bra in hand. “I believe this is yours?” he had said and you wanted to vanish from the face of the earth.

Anytime you two were alone, whether there were people in the dorm or not, Haechan would have his mouth on them. He’d either pull the collar of your loose shirts enough for him to savor them, or he’d pull it up to your chest. You already had a list on your mind of how many of them witnessed the act. Mark walked in on you once, which made him freak out and ghost you for almost a week, not even looking in your face when you came over. You had to confront him to bring your best friend back. Once it was Taeil, who got tomato red at the sight and apologized to you a zillion times in between the scolding with your boyfriend. Yuta was a freak, you didn’t expect any other reaction besides the one he had, which was to stay watching for a good couple of minutes before presenting himself, he still had the audacity to compliment your tits. That nearly made Haechan go insane and snap his neck. He refused to leave you alone in his company after that. And Jaehyun, who you lost count of how many times he witnessed it. But he had a clear picture in his head from the time Haechan lapped so much that they got impossibly wet. When you pulled your shirt back down, the white cloth became transparent. He did enjoy the sight as much as he could since you two didn’t seem to notice it. When you watched movies with the rest of the group, his hands would always sneak up to them smoothing and groping them. It happened so often that the others got used to it and gave up trying to hold back the menace, and so did you. Dare you to say no to him, he’d get mad, sulking for as long as he could. He was a manipulative jerk.

One second was all it took for him to let go of the mouse and the keyboard when you pulled your shirt over your head. He was all over you. The only thing he minded to do was moving the mic away from his face before he came down ravishing on them letting out loud groans against your skin. You not being much vocal was the total opposite of Hyuck, he’d let out the most beautiful sounds, just like his honey voice when he was singing, sweetness poured out of his mouth as much as dirty in your moments of intimacy. You absolutely loved it.

Having his mouth all over your sensitive nipples, sucking and kneading on them was all that was left for you to come while still riding his thigh, failing to contain a soft moan. You didn’t have a doubt that you left a trace of yourself on his jeans. He held you still, his arms around your form, and kissed you for the first time since you started to make out, or whatever you should call that. Now you were a moaning mess. You couldn’t help yourself when you were kissing him, not like that.

Realization of the fact that there were people listening to you only came when you broke the kiss, leaving pecks all over his jawline, and threaded your fingers through his hair. Hitting the headset that was still on. You chuckled a little and pulled the mic down to your mouth, keeping close so you could hear their reactions. It was a pity that you weren’t paying attention to them before.

“Well boys, I guess you've lost the game.” You bit your lower lip while Hyuck kept smiling at your actions.

“Like hell we did.” You were shocked to hear Mark, out of all the boys, Mark saying that. He seemed to regret it the moment he opened his mouth because he went back deadly silent.

“Yeah, sorry to let you know, but we’re still playing, even tho your boyfriend couldn’t handle whatever it was that happened in the middle.” Johnny came to the rescue and you turned your head to get a glimpse of the monitors, they really were still playing. Guess you weren’t over then. And the tent on your boyfriend’s pants told you the same.

“I bet 50,000 ₩ that she took her shirt off.” You heard Yuta say and snickers followed close.

“Nakamoto, do you want to die?” Hyuck said in a threatening tone. And you heard Yuta telling him to chill.

“Are you guys gonna keep playing or not?” Everyone was surprised to hear Doyoung’s voice. But they quietly waited for an answer.

“Well, I’m fine with it.” You said and shrugged your shoulders, “You?” you directed the question to your boyfriend.

“More than fine, we were just getting started anyways.” He gave you a peak on the lips just to reassure you. “Now, can you guys keep the match going?” You heard exasperated affirmation noises.

You were more than ready to keep the action going. Hyuck kept lapping on your breasts and since he was finally free from the match, he could now touch you. He slipped his fingers inside your panties and as expected, he found you almost dripping.

“Shit, did you get this wet for showing off to my friends? Are you that much of a slut?” His fingers playing with your entrance were the only thing you were focused on. “I asked you a question.” He pinched your nipple hard occasionating you to shrink down on his other hand.

“Fuck yes, yes!” Your voice came out of your tone, but then you said it louder so they all would hear.

“Good. Now I have a game for you.” Oh-oh, you knew nothing that would come out of your boyfriend’s mouth would be good. Haechan liked to take things to the extreme, being the competitive fucker he was. He felt you tense up, not looking into his eyes. You started this mess, now you deal with the consequences. He kept his hand inside your panties, still only teasing you and playing with your clit. However, his other hand came around your form and started to soothe your back, very softly. “Shhh, it’s okay, it’s just a silly game. All you have to do is tell everyone what would you do to them if they were in my place. Tell’em what you like about them. Then you get a treat.” You were looking into his eyes, and you knew he was being serious. You looked down as if you could run away from this mess. This time Hyuck took both of his hands to cup your face and kissed you intimately, his thumbs caressing your cheekbones. He was well aware that you couldn’t say no to him, and he never felt sorry to take advantage of it. He broke the kiss and took the fingers that he had inside your panties to your mouth. They were still sticky from your juices and you obliged to it, sucking on them. “You can start now,” he seemed to be giving a thought tho, before saying “by age order, come on now.” You looked incredulously at him. But he just hooked his hand inside your panties once again while his mouth came back to your breasts.

He inserted one finger inside you, well aware that it wasn’t much, but he pushed all the way in, easily hitting your soft spot. You were enjoying the motion, your eyes closed trying to focus only on this, but it didn’t take long for him to bring you back to the game by giving a sharp bite on your mound. You moaned loudly, in fact, you nearly screamed, and he licked on the bite to soothe the pain.

“Joh-Johnny — fuck —” You couldn’t deny to yourself that you thought of them like this, never when you were with Hyuck, but like when you saw them shirtless, drenching with sweat after a match, you did have some sinful thoughts. “Johnny I like your broad shoulders and I'd love to ride you while holding onto them. You are so fucking big.” You could actually picture the scene in your head, it wasn’t hard at all. That made your pussy clench around Haechan’s finger. Begging him for more.

“Hyung, her pussy tells me that she seems to really like you.” You couldn’t hear them anymore and that was probably for the best.

Every single one of them was struggling on their sits. If they lost the match, then the real game would be over. They are sure they’ll have blue balls by the end of this insanity. Nevertheless, none of them wanted to give in.

He inserted another finger but still wasn’t enough. When it came from him, you'd never get enough or tired of it. But you still hummed in pleasure.

“Alright, you know who comes next.” Hyuck talked to you in the sweetest tone.

“Yuta..” His name spilled out of your mouth almost as a moan. Your eyes shut close, Haechan kept his motions on your body, and now you pictured the boy with a beautiful smile, who looked like he came straight out of an anime. However, you knew better than to fool yourself by his looks. “I know you'd do the most sinful things to me, I'd let you do it all to me.” Yuta was all smiles on the other side of the call. He couldn’t believe what he had just heard. Maybe the little menace of his group did deserve some rights after all.

Haechan was somehow affected by it all, your words, your body on top of his, and the hisses of his friends on his ears trying to restrain themselves. He was enjoying the entire situation. It wasn’t really hurtful to hear you. He and everyone else knew that unless he gave a free pass to it, none of that would ever happen. Although he still planned to punish you for it.

His third finger slide in, driving you even higher. Hyuck knew you could take it just fine. There was a mild scratch, you held his forearm to stop his motions, an innocent act caused by your reflex. His fingers were already moving, touching your soft spot with a torturing pace.

“You’re so tight, babe.” He took his mouth off your sensitive nipples to kiss you. His tongue tangled with yours, you two let out suppressed moans through the kiss, and you had to take deep breaths after you broke the kiss. This whole time you've been bouncing on his fingers that were deep inside you. You had almost forgotten your task but then, he told you to keep going.

Next “Doyoung-ssi,” his name came out like a moan and you clenched so hard your legs pressed Hyuck's sides. That was the most entertained he looked so far, he even let out a shocked ‘wow'. What could you do? “You look so pretty I could come just by watching you.”

Haechan took one of his fingers out of you and you cried out in response. You thought for a moment that maybe you've done something wrong. On the other hand, Hyuck was shoving a finger of the other hand on your mouth and you sucked on it just like you've done before, wet enough for him, he laced his arm around your waist, his hand landed on your asscheek, and drove his finger to your rim, teasing your entrance. You knew he’d only plug into you after you were finished.

Well, you were wrong, because the second you were about to spill Mark's name he started to insert his finger on you, but very slowly. He was playing hard with you. He wanted to see if you had the nerves to keep going, but you would not give in.

“Mark,” You put so much effort to talk that your voice came out desperately quick, you took a deep breath and Hyuck took advantage of it sliding his finger further past his first knuckle massaging your insides. Your eyes rolled to the back of your head but when your voice came this time it was in a purr “Mark, sweetie, you’re such a talented boy.. I’d love to see what your mouth can do.” Mark’s brain stopped in his tracks and he nearly died in the match, if not for Johnny covering his ass.

Now you could breathe properly. You wanted to kill Haechan for exposing you like this, but it was the least you had to worry about.

“Since we’re sharing today, I'll tell them a secret about you,” Haechan said casually and you glared at him. No good would come out of his mouth, that you knew. “Well, my dearest girlfriend loves to get her ass ruined.” Johnny let out an exasperated sound, he could easily be ripping his hair off right now. “Yeah, that’s right. In fact, I bet she’d love to get dicked down by two of us, what do you think?”

Haechan’s mouth was back on your nipple, innocent eyes looking up at you as if he wasn’t expressing the dirtiest desires you had. Your hand tugged hard on the back of his sand hair, and he smiled against your skin. He had you in every way. The mere thought of having him and another one fucking you just like his fingers were now expelled your second orgasm, hitting harder than the first one. Your sounds expliciting to the others what just happened. Yuta was biting his lower lip so hard that it almost drew blood, imagining being the one to join you two.

“That much, huh?” He removed his fingers from you, wrapping both arms around your waist pulling you down so you'd be face to face with him and deposited a kiss on your temple. You hated him for being so lewd and so sweet at the same time. After a moment to take a deep breath, you were ready to keep going.

“Shut it, it’s your turn now.” It was Haechan’s turn to wrinkle on his seat. He was mean making you look like a whore in front of his friends and he knew you could be as mean as him. But he didn’t really pay any mind to it. In fact, he smirked at you, loosening his arms from your grip and crossing them behind his head.

He watched your every move, as you stood up from his lap and swiftly pulled back the messy hair that framed your face. His eyes deviating from your breasts for a change, your hands landed on his thighs, stroking them carefully not to touch him yet. You leaned forward and kissed him before you sink to your knees.

Your fingers easily undid his belt and he merely moved his hips up for you to take him off his trousers.

“Seems like the idea of sharing didn’t just excite me.” You sing sang loudly.

“That’s news; you were never good at sharing.” Doyoung was talking nonchalantly as if you were talking about sharing a chocolate bar, and not one of his best friend’s girlfriend.

Haechan shut his eyes closed, meditating not to shut down the computer right away. Honestly, you had no idea this would carry so far, and even less how the fuck did they have the stomach to keep playing in the middle of all this. You couldn’t hear what was happening on the other side of the monitors, but you noticed your boyfriend seemed annoyed by something.

“Babe, look at me.” You said in the sweetest tone, but it was a clear command. Which he complied right away.

Any sign of annoyance dissipated in the second your mouth was on him, sucking eagerly at precum stained tip. It was almost immediate how his moans dripped like honey from his mouth and into your ears.

Your first pace was easy, taking your time to savor him inch by inch before you took it all in. Hyuck didn’t seem to want to be much compliant to it, his fingers threading through your hair harshly, scratching your scalp.

You never minded give in control to him, even tho you were a control freak. Indeed, it was the best trace of loyalty you could offer him. That you wouldn’t give in to anyone except for him.

In a matter of seconds, he was buried in your mouth ‘til the hilt. You did your best trying to focus on keeping your tongue down and not on the fact that your brain was starting to miss oxygen. The gurgling wet sounds that filled the room also filled the ears of the members that listened to the two of you, making them unbelievably harder. It felt great to have the chance of picturing your pretty lips laced around them without feeling the guilt of doing it.

Your nails sunk into his thighs when his hand came down to the front of your neck to feel his dick down your throat. Tears began to spill from the corner of your eyes but your boyfriend was too much into it to notice. You were close to passing out when he pulled you completely off of him.

You coughed hard, spit coming out of your mouth and nose dripping on your tits making half of your face shiny. You felt disgusting, as much as you looked, but your boyfriend always had the time of his life with you looking like that.

“Sorry.” He said acting cute with a smirk on his face that complied with the fact that he wasn’t even slightly sorry. That got him to hear snickers through the headset. This was so Haechan-like.

Over past his ability to control himself further about those who were hearing, he took the headset off, dropping it by the table. You eyed him with the greatest admiration as he shook his head to conceal his hair, his bangs parted in the middle framing his face in a way that made him look even more attractive. He smiled genuinely at you when he caught you staring right before resuming to the brutal pace he kept gliding your head up and down on his length.

When his breath became ragged and his moans reached higher pitches you knew he was close. He came into your mouth murmuring curses under his breath. In addition, you swallowed the moisture as you were used to by now.

Haechan took deep breaths, seeming kinda out of himself before bending down and kissing you, immediately lacing his tongue on yours in an incredibly wet kiss.

A sudden shift in the lightning took you guys out of your moment and looking back you let out a small laugh as the monitors shined in bright colors that indicated the win of your team. Not moving from your place on top of Haechan, who was back focusing on what he liked the most, your boobs, you scratched your arm to take the headset and put it on.

“Congratulations boys, seems like you guys won after all.” Everyone was surprised to hear your purred voice through their headsets, and they were too stunned to speak, so you just followed “Good night and sweet dreams.” Haechan shut the computer off with his feet not minding actually turning it off.

You gave him a final kiss before standing up. When he noticed you were about to flee, he took you by your wrist. You turned to face him offering him a sweet ‘hmm?’ in advance to know what was the motion about. He had his pretty dark eyes turned up at you, first, he seemed innocent, and right after he had the devil’s eyes.

“You didn’t think we were over, did you?” He stood up dangerously close, towering over you, and started to push you in until the back of your knees hit the end of the bed. His palm displayed on your chest shoved you to the mattress. He pulled his shirt over his head and you eyed him from head to toe. You’d never get over the experience of it. His tanned skin shined with stripes of sweat. Looking down you saw him already hard again. Apparently, you were in for a long night. Not that you were complaining.

Haechan fucked you like never before. You two have gone wild before, but never this much. You were afraid your soul would detach from your body by now. His hard trusts and tight grip on your waist were certainly going to leave you sore and bruised in the morning. But you couldn’t care less. Your boyfriend seemed to be in a drunk-hazed state not seeking release, but reassurance over the fact that you were his.

He was railing into you in a rather tiring position, your bodies sticked to each other, no space left in between other than when he pulled back before pushing into you again. Your nails sunk into his shoulders ripping the flesh beneath them, his bangs were now completely wet dancing on his forehead. The lewd sounds of your thighs slapping together was so loud that you two could barely hear each other.

Your pussy ached when he drew out of you. You didn’t have time to complain or react in any way, he was already standing and manhandling you to the end of the bed, spreading your legs wide and placing himself in between them before penetrating you again, this time on your ass. He kept the same brutal pace but now he was hitting something new. You were experiencing a new sensation. He was mildly alarmed when your moans got louder than ever, but it faded when he noticed you were in the same state as him. Your eyes shut closed in contrast to your mouth opened ajar.

It felt so good, for both of you. Haechan was more turned than ever to see you like that. You’d say you were a full giver when it comes to him, but you couldn’t deny that he’d never leave you on hanging either. His pace became erratic and the cream from your pussy collected by the hilt of his shaft occasioned him drift out of you unintentionally. It was the end for you. The strange feeling that had been building in the depts of your stomach washed itself out of you spraying your bodies. It was all it took to make your boyfriend come, pumping his dick spilling inside you making your blood boil in arousal.

Both your breaths came out of you in ragged huffs. Haechan almost tripped when he pulled away from you, so he just threw himself back to the bed. It took a few seconds for you two to roll around and fit yourselves into each other’s arms. He kissed you kindly and smiled in between.

“That was fucking amazing.” You giggled at his enthusiasm.

“Mind to tell me why were you trying to kill me with your dick?” He snuggled you, his face buried in the crook of your neck.

“You kinda deserved that, you know right?” You humpfed at his muffled words.

The steady rhythm of his breath told you that he was already passed out. Your fingers threaded through his hair occasioning him to hum in his slumber. So sweet, almost as if he hadn’t just tried to fuck your brains out.

i'm not gonna lie, i do intend on doing a part two for this...

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