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XDH Kinks!

✷ First time I'm trying this bullet-point format, I hope you guys like it! I actually liked it because I can really expand my creativity. Ohmmmm🧘🧘

⚠ nsfw! Various fetishes.

Goo Gunil

Strength fetish.

• Come on, this boy is a bit of a show-off and I just know he likes to prove it to you. Even outside the bedroom, he’ll want to show off; opening a jar you can't, carrying your things, always lifting your feet off the ground whenever he hugs you. Silly things. They’re silly until it’s time for sex. He puts you in any position he wants, immobilizes you, holds your wrists, pulls your hair. I just know it.

• Just imagine you on all fours for him, your head pressed into the pillow, moaning with pleasure while he firmly holds both of your hands against your back, giving you rough thrusts, and all you can do is whimper with pleasure because you can't break free from his grip, and you don't even want to!

• I see scenarios where he fucks you against a wall, holding you tightly against him, lifting you up just by your thighs as if you weigh nothing. You’re scratching his back like crazy, trying to take out all the pleasure you're feeling while whimpering so much. He absolutely loves this position, whether it's in the shower, against your apartment door, or on the bedroom wall. It's just his thing.

• I also feel like when he eats you out, he’ll love being able to immobilize your legs to devour you like a starving man. You know? When you try to close them because it's too much, and he won't let you, and he'll even say things like, "Keep your legs open for me, beautiful." And when you get close to coming, you're so sensitive, trying to close your legs at all costs, trying to push his head away from between your legs, and he just stays there devouring you, showing you how much stronger he is than you.

Lingerie fetish

• Gunil is a romantic guy; he really likes this kind of visual stuff. I think he also digs the texture of the fabric and things like that. If you surprise him with something like this, maybe some cute light blue lingerie, maybe the classic black, get ready for HOURS of foreplay.

• He’ll want to do everything slowly just to see you wearing the lingerie more and more. He really likes how confident and beautiful you look. Sitting on one of his thighs and having hours and hours of making out. Intense kisses while he feels the texture of the lingerie against your super hot skin.

• I can see that during the foreplay session, he might even give you an orgasm by making you rub against your own panties. Pulling the fabric forward to create pressure against your clit and telling you to rub against the lace. (Yes please, yes)

• No matter how long the foreplay session lasts, get ready to be fucked with the lingerie on, too. He'll make you just slide the lace panties to the side and ride him, rub your nipples against the lace because he knows they're super sensitive, or just pull your bra up to have free access to your breasts.

Car sex fetish.

• I don't know if this is necessarily a fetish, but I know he loves it. Maybe it's because of the rush of the situation, you two being so desperate for each other that you can't wait to get home. That sexual tension weighing down the drive home, and you guys can't wait even one more second.

• After a date, for example, you guys are so horny that you simply stop halfway home in an empty parking lot and make out like crazy. As soon as he brakes the car, he’s already taking off his seatbelt, pushing his seat back, and patting his own thigh, signaling for you to get over there.

• He really likes you sucking his dick in the car, too. Just leaning all the way down while still sitting in the passenger seat, unzipping his pants. He throws his head back and sighs while holding your hair, caressing it every now and then.

• He also likes to explore positions in the backseat. He might try something like fucking you on all fours. You on top like a classic. Your legs on his shoulders, you with your feet on the car floor while facing away from him, both of you sitting. I can think of so many possibilities. Sorry guys, he drives me crazy.

Kim Jungsu

High Heels Fetish

• I already touched on this a bit when I wrote that submissive secretary Jungsu imagine. I don’t know why, but he totally gives off this vibe of being super into high heels, how they make you look gorgeous and give you that serious, mature aura, which ties into his secondary fetish for older women. He definitely buys you new heels; high stilettos in all kinds of colors, and those sandal-style ones with pretty rhinestones.

• I can totally see him kneeling down in front of you while you're heavily making out and getting ready for things to escalate, slowly taking off your heels. You’re leaning on his shoulders for support. In your everyday life, if you want him to, he’d even put them on for you. He absolutely loves it.

• Going along with that whole kneeling-to-take-off-your-heels thing, I think he might also worship you a little. When he’s feeling more submissive, he could spend hours kissing your thighs and ankles while holding the heels in his hands.

• Orrrr, when he’s feeling a bit rougher with you during sex, he might just fuck you while you’re still wearing them. I picture him buying you those red-bottom Louboutins, and as a thank you, you wear them with absolutely nothing else. You can bet he’s gonna put your legs over his shoulders, or just spread them wide open.

Mutual Masturbation

• Both watching you masturbate for him while he strokes himself, and masturbating each other. But I think he’s more into watching you, as if he isn't even there. He really likes sitting in an armchair across from the bed and watching you play with yourself, lying down and totally exposed, rubbing your clit or even using a toy

• It can also happen that you watch him masturbate (he is the biggest switch on earth!!!). He also loves when you boss him around and instruct him, extra points if you start masturbating while it’s all happening, he will literally go crazy.

• I feel like he’s into mutual masturbation over the phone sometimes too, either when you guys are apart or just because. Just listening to your voice while he guides you on how to touch your own body, or vice versa. He loves hearing your sighs and loves when you tell him how much you miss him and what you want him to do to you.

• Now, when it’s the two of you masturbating each other, Oh my God, it’s so hot. He really knows how to use his fingers on you, and he loves how much effort you put into keeping your hands on him while getting distracted by your upcoming orgasm. He’ll definitely make you suck his fingers before rubbing your clit, keeping intense eye contact (⚰️), and he’ll make sure you keep looking into his eyes while you stroke him. He’s also super into making you guys cum at the same time.

Praise Kink

• Jungsu is super sweet and romantic, so he’ll definitely love praising you and being praised back. Words of affirmation turn him on so much. Knowing that you’re enjoying the moment, and him telling you how good you make him feel, is just the best.

• I can clearly see him giving you words of encouragement to ride him faster, like: "Yes, you do that so well, go faster baby please," practically whimpering with those kitten eyes.

• He also loves when you do the same (AGAIN, THE BIGGEST SWITCH ALIVE OH MY GOD). He loves when you tell him he's doing so well while eating you out. "Jungsu, you're such a good boy, making me feel so good", he dies.

• When he's fucking you missionary style, he also loves when you both praise and encourage each other. Him asking you to scratch his back because you always do it so well. You asking him to thrust faster because he makes you feel incredible. Him sucking your boobs and telling you how pretty they are. Yes yes yes.

O.de (Oh Seungmin)

Hand Kink

• Do I even need to explain? With him sending pictures of his hands ALMOST EVERY SINGLE DAY (not complaining, I'm really not), man, I just know he has a heavy hand fetish.

• He’ll send you pics of them just like he does on Bubble, no caption, just the photo. But you already know his intentions, so you send a pic of your boobs back (fair trade), and he’s definitely gonna reply saying his hands would look gorgeous squeezing them.

• It’s crazy, he makes you suck his fingers, holds your neck because he loves how it looks, likes to slap your ass just to see the print of his own hand there, fingers you so well, and then makes you lick your own fluids off.

• He’s also super into your hands. When you hold his dick, he loves watching how pretty your hand looks on it. He’ll definitely send you money to get your nails done just because he loves how good it looks when you hold his dick later.

Photo Fetish

• Again, I don’t really need to explain much. He loves taking photos, and I think during sex it won’t be any different. They aren’t explicit photos, they're more like the type with crazy sexual tension, just super suggestive as fuck.

• Pics of his hand on your neck with his thumb on your lips, not fully showing your face; mirror selfies of you sitting on his lap with his face buried in your neck; photos when you’re wearing a revealing cleavage. Nothing explicit, but everyone knows exactly what’s going down.

• And when he takes these photos, it’s during sex, you can bet on it. When you look at the photo it might not look like it, but during the act, absolutely. Imagine he’s fucking you crazy, hand on your neck making you lose your mind, when he stops for just a few seconds to capture how beautiful you look underneath him.

• He really likes when you send him photos too! Showing off your cleavage, your waist, you lying in bed. I feel like he’s really into stuff that isn’t explicitly out there right away.

Mirror Sex Fetish

• Doesn't that just scream his name? Yep. If he doesn’t like the explicit stuff when sending photos, you can bet that during the act, when it’s just the two of you, he’s gonna love the explicit side of it. Having a mirror while you two are fucking is like, super arousing to him. He can watch you get all messy and completely melt for him in the most delicious way.

• He likes to hold your face and make you look at yourself in the mirror, shaking because of him; he thinks you guys are the most beautiful couple in the world. When he buries his face in the crook of your neck, licking your sensitive skin.

• Maybeee he could take you to a motel with those mirrors on the ceiling (seems pretty cool). He likes the performance aspect of it and the extravagance. That way, he can watch you guys in various positions. I feel like his favorite is fucking you from behind and watching you both in the mirror, how your back arches for him. He might even grab your face and make you look up so you can watch too.

• This mirror thing is also great because he can boost your self-esteem to a whole new level. He wants you to feel super desired and beautiful. He wants you to see yourself turn...

Gaon (Kwak Jiseok)

Orgasm Control

• He really likes denying your orgasm just to tease you; he loves how desperate you get and how you can't do anything about it, how you’ll end up drooling all over the pillow and throwing a total tantrum because you just want to cum already.

• But he’ll definitely love forcing orgasms on you too. Like, the type where you just came and he won't stop stimulating you until you give him multiple ones. It’s like a rollercoaster, he’ll deny you and deny you until he finally lets it happen, draining every single drop out of you. He loves doing this while fingering you so he can see your reactions.

• He’s also pretty messy, and I feel like he loves how you get wetter and wetter, to the point of soaking the sheets underneath you. He knows that when an orgasm keeps getting denied, it’s definitely gonna hit way harder, and he loves that, your legs shaking while you lose your mind.

• He really likes when you force orgasms on him too, whether it's by riding his dick or masturbating him. He absolutely loves that messy feeling, oh my god. He might even cry because it’s just too much, but he loves it.

Dirty Talk

• He loves things messy, we already talked about that. And he can get super turned on by words, whether it's him telling you everything he wants to do to you, or you telling him everything you want him to do to you. But it has to be on a really filthy level.

• During the act, he’s super into it; he can swear a ton and say really obscene things: "your pussy grips me so well, holy shit," "you're gonna cum on my dick, aren't you?" "you're tightening up so fucking much," "your pussy is so damn good," and so on......

• He also likes when you tell him you're about to cum; he loves how desperate your voice sounds and how you become a total mess, so he can focus more on the feeling of you cumming on his dick, that amazing pulsing between your walls.

• Doesn't he just look like someone who swears a ton? I don't know how to explain it. But he would love this. I think that when his orgasm is getting close, he might lose his words a little, but he tries to swear anyway because the feeling is just too good.

Marking Kink

• During foreplay, get ready to be marked like never before. He loves leaving marks on your neck, your boobs, your thighs, your stomach. And he likes them to be visible and take a while to fade.

• He particularly likes leaving marks on your stomach and thighs; he finds the skin so soft, it drives him crazy. During foreplay, he’ll throw you onto the bed and smile at you before leaning down, leaving tons of kisses all over your stomach and thigh area, sucking hard and leaving purple marks.

• He likes when you mark him too, especially on his back. He wants you to scratch him up real good so the marks stay there for days, and he’s super into hickeys on his neck.

• He really likes going to the mirror after everything is done and he's feeling amazing but also exhausted; but as soon as he gets to the mirror and sees all the marks you left, man, he gets so happy.

Junhan (Han Hyeongjun)

Roleplay

• Junhan is super shy, and everyone knows it. It would take you forever to find out what his kinks are, and when you tried to bring it up, he'd be so embarrassed about it. Until the day you found his anime watchlist and noticed that some of them always feature a pretty girl, or the same with some games.

• So you decide to roleplay as his favorite character from some game or anime. You buy the costume down to the last detail, and before he gets home from practice, you prep every little thing, and not just the outfit, but the character's personality too!

• As soon as he gets home, he's gonna lose his mind. He won't know what to do; he swears his erection might literally rip his pants. His girlfriend, the most amazing and hottest woman he knows, dressing up as his favorite character, and not only that, but when you start acting like her too. Oh my god. At first, he's a bit shy about the whole thing, but once he lets loose...

• He’s gonna fuck you crazy without even taking the costume off you; he might just push your panties to the side and unbutton your shirt a bit. Your cute moans just turn him on more and more. After that, you guys might even look for costumes for both of you to roleplay as a couple from some game or anime you both like. You can get super creative with it and do all kinds of things...

Fingering

• Junhan likes giving you pleasure way more than receiving it; he feels so lucky to have you. He’s also a bit of a lazy boy who really enjoys lazy sex. Sometimes when you’re horny, he’ll just finger you so he doesn’t have to have actual sex.

• He really knows how to use his fingers to take you to heaven. He might start by caressing your thighs and then gently exploring your most sensitive spots, slowly moving to your clit, slipping one finger in, and if you’re super turned on, he might even put in 3 fingers all just to watch you gently shake.

• He likes to half-lie next to you in bed while you’re lying down with your legs open, and he might pull your panties aside and just massage your clit until you cum for him, gently relaxing.

• He can also have you sit with your back to him, leaning against his chest, and he’ll just push your panties to the side, or even masturbate you right through them, lazily kissing your neck and giving you an orgasm that completely relaxes you.

Dry Humping

• Going along with that same lazy boy vibe. For example, right after he masturbates you over your panties, he might get super turned on, so he makes you sit on his erection through his sweatpants and grind there until you both reach your orgasm.

• He also finds it hot how messy his boxers and your panties get after that. Sometimes your wetness even soaks through his sweatpants, leaving a spot.

• He finds it so intriguing how the sexual tension feels even higher when you guys are fully clothed. He’ll sit you on his lap facing him, and you’ll spend hours exchanging sloppy kisses until you start grinding against each other, and soon you're both a total mess.

• His hand on your waist, prompting you to go faster, the sound of clothes rubbing together and your heavy sighs filling the room, and when you guys cum, the feeling is so good, it feels so intimate. He really loves that.

Lee Jooyeon

Dacryphilia

• Do I even need to explain??????? Jooyeon has this teasing energy that will drive you crazy, he wants you to cry for him. He loves how fragile and small you look, he loves your whimpers and moans between the crying.

• It’s either one of two things; either he just loves the fact that you're crying because the pleasure is too much for you to handle, so you cry because it feels so good; "so cute baby... Are you crying because it's too much?" He says between heavy breaths while fucking you in missionary, your tears rolling down your cheek from pleasure while he leans in to wipe them for you, feeling horny as fuck seeing your crying face. You even try to cover your face with your hands because you feel so embarrassed, but he’s gonna stop you.

• orrr, you're crying because he's teasing you like hell and you can't handle it, making you get on your knees and beg. I can totally picture him sitting in front of you while you're on your knees rubbing against his thigh, just wanting some attention. "Please, Joo..." You gasp with a crying face. "Oh, is my baby gonna cry?" He says making a fake sad face, he's been teasing you for hours and you don't know what else to do but cry, so you feel tears flooding your vision while you keep offering yourself to him like a kitty.

• Long story short, he likes how fragile you look and wants to give you a really strong orgasm and pleasure that makes you cry a lot for him.

Dumbification

• I don't need much explanation, again!!!!! Along this same line of loving to see you fragile for him, he also loves to see you so dumb from pleasure that you can't think about anything else.

• I think he's gonna love doing this specifically when you look so tired and busy lately, and he wants to make you forget about all of that and just relax until your brain melts (and it's gonna be pretty much that). He's gonna make you get totally naked in front of him while he takes advantage of you, giving you hours and hours of making out until you're completely spaced out.

• He'll do everything to make you really dumb for him, he'll penetrate you from behind while rubbing your clit hard, find all your weakest spots, make you rub against his thigh until you can't think about anything else, and he'll definitely talk to you during it, saying stuff like: "You're not thinking about anything anymore, right baby? This dumb little head can't even think about anything else except squirty/coming."

• And really, he wants to give you an orgasm that makes you forget who you are, making you drool all over the pillow without being able to control yourself, shaking for him. He loves when you cum while you guys are exploring dumbification because you get all limp and go minutes without being able to say a word, he's gonna cum hard as fuck when he sees you in this state of pleasure.

Facesitting

• Jooyeon is the biggest pussy eater ever, try to prove me wrong, how he could die between your thighs and guys, come on look at his nose (my username, hello?) he has the perfect face for you to sit on and he loves it OMG.

• I can see him giving you a smirk while asking you to sit on his face, laying on the bed and holding your waist, giving you a little slap on the ass to encourage you. And please sit on his nose (⚰️) he's gonna be so happy, if he suffocates to death he's kinda fulfilling a dream of dying between your legs. He loves seeing you cum from down there and loves the fact that he has live access to your boobs, while he sucks you he can simply move his hands up and massage your nipples.

• He loves how at first you get all shy and hesitant about hurting him, but while he sucks your clit and holds your waist making you grind on his face, you start losing control, letting yourself go and grinding on his face, he loves that so much maybe he'll cum in his pants without you even touching him. Sometimes he daydreams by himself about you dominating him and just sitting on his face, satisfying yourself without even caring about him.

• He also loves 69 like crazy!!! He loves the fact that you can sit on his face and feel good at the same time you're sucking and handjobbing him, he likes how you make his dick cover in more spit every time you get closer to your orgasm.

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study date | h.hyeongjun

➨ pairing: junhan x fem!reader

➨ genre: smut (MDNI)

➨ word count: 4.6k (hehe)

➨ warnings: shy turned FREAK junhan, junhan with glasses 👅, he tries to teach her guitar but fails..

a/n: HAPPY BIRTHDAY JUNHAN !! my best friend and i recently saw them on tour and we got hi-bye.. i’ve been gaon biased since forever but seeing junhan irl and making EYE CONTACT actually changed everything.

junhan was your classmate, but you barely knew anything about him. you knew he liked to play the guitar, seeming his fingers were always covered in calluses and bandaids. you also knew he was quiet, way too quiet. every time you were around him, you were always hyper aware of yourself, even your breathing.

when you got paired for your project, you were beyond nervous. this class was frustrating enough to begin with, and now you’ll have to work on an assignment worth more than half your grade with someone you barely knew? you felt like you were being set up.

but you couldn’t complain with the way that junhan was treating you already. he’s not a man of many words, but he definitely showed it through his actions. he figured it was too busy to study in the library, so he very shyly invited you to his place to work on it.

while you were nervous, you also couldn’t help but be a little excited. he’s very cute and sweet, and hopefully this would give you an opportunity to talk to him more and find out what he’s like beyond the exterior he’s always showing at school.

you get to his place around 7:00, you walked alone much to his disapproval. you knock a few times before putting your hand back to grip your backpack strap, your sweaty palms rubbing against the fabric. after a few seconds, junhan opens the door. there’s a small smile on his face that makes your heart race, and he opens the door a little wider and moves out the way. “come in” he says as he gestures for you to walk inside.

you’re surprised by the state of his dorm, in your mind every college boy’s room is dirty and littered with cans of alcohol and other.. illegal substances. maybe a few clothes on a floor that haven’t seen a washing room in a few weeks. but junhan’s place wasn’t like that at all. it wasn’t spotless, but it was clear he did his best to keep it as clean as possible despite the tight schedule he seems to have. you just didn’t know that he cleaned it for you.

he closes the door and walks up to you but still stands a few feet away before speaking up, “so.. do you wanna start? my coffee table is a little messy so we can study in my room. if you’re okay with that.” he says a little too worriedly. you giggle softly at how frantically he’s speaking but you nod, “that’s fine with me.”

he leads you into his room, and you’re immediately greeted with the sight of his guitars on the wall. he has one acoustic and 2 electric all lined up, a few amps and other accessories are on the floor below them. one that you pay attention to is the one at the end, it has a pretty pattern that catches your eye. he closes the door behind you two before sitting on his bed, pointing to the chair in front of him at his desk, “you can sit at my desk.”

you snap out of your trance and quickly thank him before sitting down at the desk, moving a few papers and notebooks out the way so you can put your laptop down. you open it to your shared document, going back to the study material you two were looking over during class.

“so, he wants us to create a slideshow, right?” you ask him. you already knew the answer and had the syllabus memorized at this point, but you needed to try to talk to him as best you could.

he nods as he opens his own laptop and opens the document their professor sent out earlier that day, “a 20 page slideshow and an 500 word essay due by friday, no exceptions.” he says monotonely, seemingly anything but excited for this project.

you nod and look over at the study material again before speaking, “this website he sent us over has everything we need, we just have to read and take notes and then we can go from there.” you reassure, hoping it’ll make him feel a little easier about this.

he nods, looking back at his computer again, “i guess we can start now.”

about 30 minutes pass and not a single word has been uttered between you two besides him asking if you need water and to use the bathroom, and it’s driving you insane. the point of this was to study, yes, but that doesn’t mean you couldn’t talk to each other. he intrigued you so much and you couldn’t tell if it was how quiet he was, the way he probably has more guitars than friends, or how stupidly attractive he was.

either way, you needed to get to know him.

you pull away from your computer, stretching your arms a bit and taking a look back around the room, the guitar from earlier catches your eye again. it had an almost pearlescent brown look to it with a nice dark wood grain for the neck. from what you’ve gathered about him he’s had it for a long time, but you can barely tell due to the condition it’s in.

you look over at his bed and see him still typing away, you assume he’s still taking notes. you can’t help but notice how good he looks, he’s not even dressed up nicely either. his black framed glasses are almost slipping off the tip of his nose and he has to readjust them every few seconds, and every time he does you get a good look at his hands. apart from the dry skin on his fingers, he has pretty, dainty tattoos on the outside of his fingers that made you dizzy.

as much as you’d like to, you knew you couldn’t stare forever, so you decide to try your best to talk to him. “you play?” you say, pointing to the guitars on his wall.

he looks up at you and nods, looking a little surprised you were paying attention that well. “oh, guitar? i’ve been playing for a while now.” he says, and you can tell he’s a little more enthusiastic than usual.

you smile and your eyes widen, “really? i’ve always wanted to play but i couldn’t ever get good at it. you must be really talented.”

his face heats up a bit and he scratches the back of his neck in embarrassment, shaking his head, “thank you..” he says awkwardly

you nod and smile again, awed by how shy he is. you glanced back at the wall, absentmindedly staring at the guitar again. you see him out the corner of your eye, tapping his fingers along his notepad like he’s contemplating something.

“it’s not hard once you get back the first few weeks.” he says slowly, like he’s testing the waters, “once you get the hang of it, it’s really fun.”

you hum softly, tilting your head back to him, “still, it’s impossible to me.” you say as you laugh softly.

he hesitates, his eyes flickering between you and his laptop for a moment before speaking again, “you know i could teach you if you’d like. only if you want me to, of course.” he offers.

your heart skips a beat, you never would’ve imagined in a million years someone as shy as him would offer to teach you. but who are you to pass something up like that?

“i’d love that.”

before you can say anything else, he clears his throat, “uh you can-“ he gestures to the empty space next to him on the bed, “sit here, it’s easier if you’re.. closer.”

you bite back a smile and set your laptop and notebook on his desk before sitting next to him. he stands up and grabs the guitar from the wall, quickly plugging it into the amp. he sits back down with it in his lamp and makes sure it’s in tune and at a decent volume before looking over at you.

“do you know how to hold it?” he says as he hands it to you, trying to ignore his heart racing from how pretty you look right now, even though you’re just sitting there.

you nod, taking it from his hands and placing it on your lap. your left hand immediately goes to the fretboard and you use your other hand to adjust the body of the guitar against your thigh, “am i holding it right?”

he nods and smiles a bit, surprised at your posture. “it’s perfect.

his gaze lingers for a little longer before looking back down at your hands, “i’ll show you how to play a c chord, it’s very easy.” he says quietly, like he’s nervous all over again. he shifts closer, his hand hovering over yours as it touches the fretboard. he gently moves your fingers into position, making sure your placement is right and comfortable. you’re trying your best to ignore how warm his hands are, but it’s hard when they’re so close to yours.

he pauses for a second, his gaze flicking up to your face and setting on a few stray strands of hair covering your cheek. without thinking, he reaches up and moves them out the way, gently tucking them behind your ear, his fingertips brushing your skin for a second too long.

“sorry..” he murmurs, his voice lower like he’s embarrassed. “just need to see your hand,”

you go still for a second before realizing what he’s telling you to do, and you put your hand back on the fretboard like before.

“all you do is place these 3 fingers.. here, here, and here. hold them down, but not too hard or else they’ll hurt.” he says, moving his hand back into his lap when he sees you got the position right.

“now.. strum.”

you strum the guitar once, and you’re immediately taken aback by the way it sounds. you actually, for once in your life, played a guitar chord correctly; and that was all thanks to him. you smile again and strum a few more times, looking up at him.

“i did it!” you say excitedly.

he smiles back proudly, his eyes meeting yours for a second before looking back at your hands, “you did it perfectly. that’s so good!” he says softly, almost like it means more to him than it does to you.

only when you look up is when you realize how close he really is, his face just a few inches from yours. his thighs press against yours, his arm brushing your side every time he shifts. you can smell him, clean laundry and a trace of cologne that he sprayed on just for you.

there’s another far, much worse problem that he refuses to acknowledge, partially due to the fact that he doesn’t want to make you uncomfortable, and the other fact is that he can’t do anything to fix it. he was getting hard.

he swallows, trying to keep his breathing normal, but it’s useless when your eyes keep flicking down to his lips. you don’t even notice you’re doing it until you see the way his gaze drops to your mouth in return.

“you’re.. a really fast learner. that was good”, he say quietly, his voice lower now.

you smile a bit, “you taught me.”

he doesn’t laugh, just leans in slightly, enough to where you can feel the tension growing between you two. “no,” he says, pausing slightly, “i mean.. you’re making it really heard to focus.”

your stomach flips, “am i?”

he lets out a small breath, nodding. “yeah. it’s.. hard to pay attention when you’re looking at me like that.” his eyes flick down to your lips again before darting away like he’s afraid he’s being too obvious.

your heart pounds, warmth creeping up your neck. “is that.. bad?”

he shakes his head quickly, a shy smile tugging at his mouth. “no. not bad.”

there’s a pause where neither of you moves, the air between you heavy. then, like he’s finally made up his mind, he leans in, slow enough for you to see it coming, slow enough to give you time to stop him if you wanted to. but you didn’t.

he didn’t know if it was the fact that you were so close to him, or if it was the way you smelled, or the way you smiled at him when he praised you, but one thing for sure was he couldn’t hold back anymore.

he leans in carefully, like he’s testing the waters and making sure you want this as much as he does. his lips press softly against yours, and just when you realize you need more, he pulls away before you know it’s even over.

you barely give him time to react when you’re leaning back in and kissing him again, firmer this time.

he lets out a soft noise from his throat, one hand finding your waist while the other cradles the side of your neck. the guitar shifts awkwardly in your lap, and you keep having to adjust it so it’s not digging into him, but neither of you care anymore.

before you can do anything, he leans in and presses a warm kiss to your cheek. slow, lingering, like he’s trying to memorize the way you feel. then his eyes flick down to the guitar still on your lap. his hands move carefully, almost hesitant, as he takes it from you and sets it against his dresser.

the space between you feels different, heavier now. there’s no holding back anymore. his fingers find your waist again, gently pushing you back onto his bed. your head hits the pillows softly and he moves so he’s on top of you, his knee slotting right between your thighs and his hand bracing the mattress on the side of your head.

his glasses slide slightly down his nose, and you can see through the dim light in his room the faintest pink tint on his cheeks, but he doesn’t stop.

you’re still catching your breath when his voice drops to a whisper. “i’ve wanted you for so long.”

your breath catches, and before he can lean down, you murmur, “then why didn’t you tell me?”

he glances at your lips, his voice low. “didn’t think you’d want me too.”

you smile faintly, shaking your head. “ well then you have no idea how wrong you are.”

that’s all it takes. his mouth finds yours again, deeper this time, more certain than before when he knows you want him as badly as he does. his body presses closer, his palm firm against the bed, his other hand sliding to your hip like he’s finally letting himself touch you the way he’s wanted to. your hands curl into the fabric of his shirt as the kiss grows warmer, slower, like neither of you are in any rush to pull away.

“don’t hold back,” he whispers against your skin, his breath warm. his hand under your shirt slides higher, his palm resting just beneath your ribs as his lips linger on your neck.

your fingers grip the fabric of his shirt tighter, pulling him a little closer without even realizing it. his hand slides further under your shirt so his fingertips are brushing up against the bottom of your bra, your back arching at his warm touch.

he doesn’t pull away this time, just kissing you deeply and slowly while his hands explore your torso cause he can’t help himself anymore. his knee slides down, and when he gets closer you can feel his unmistakable hard on through his sweats.

your breath catches, and the realization makes heat rush straight through you. you shift slightly without thinking, and his breath stutters against your mouth.

“careful,” he murmurs, voice lower now, almost strained.

you look up at him through your lashes, unable to hide the small smile tugging at your lips. “does that.. distract you?”

his eyes lock on yours, and for a second he looks like he’s about to answer honestly, but instead he leans down, his lips brushing your ear. “you have no idea.”

he notices, and his lips curve into a faint smile against your neck. “you feel even better than i imagined,” he whispers, his voice a little rougher now.

the pressure of his knee shifts again, pressing up in a way that makes your thighs clench around him. you let out a shaky breath, biting down on your lip so hard you can taste the faint hint of metal, still trying to keep quiet.

but he notices that too. he leans up just enough to meet your eyes, his own darker now, and says softly, “i wanna hear you, please?”

you nod and smile softly at him, watching as he leans down to kiss the underside of your jaw as both his hands start to pull your shirt up slightly. your arms lift instinctively, and he pulls away for a second to take your shirt off completely.

he almost moans at the sight, he would’ve never imagined that he’d have you under him like this, completely under his control. but it feels better than he would’ve ever thought it to be.

“so so pretty..” he whispers, leaning down to kiss a line from your neck down to your belly button. his hand caresses your bra, squeezing gently, making you moan a little louder than you expected to. he smirks to himself and continues kissing you, reaching behind your back to free you from the restraints of the fabric.

he kisses down your chest slowly, tugging your bra aside until you’re fully bare beneath him. the look on his face makes your skin burn, it feels like he’s trying memorizing every inch of you, like he can’t believe he’s allowed to see you like this (he can’t). his mouth wraps around your nipple, gentle at first while his other hand squeezes your entire boob, the wetness of his tongue makes you grip the sheet harder.

your hand tangles into his fluffy hair, grabbing it gently but hard enough to make him groan. he breathes against your skin, grinding further into you. you can’t believe you have him like this, the boy that was too shy to look in your direction during class was moaning your name in your ear?!

his other hand slides down, brushing along your side until it reaches the waistband of your jeans. he hesitates for a second, lifting his head to glance up at you. “can i?” he asks, voice breathy.

you nod, letting out a breath as your hand is still gripping onto his hair, “please.”

that’s all it takes for him to start unbuttoning your jeans, pulling them down to leave you in your lacy set that you may or may not have worn on purpose.

his eyes flicker from your eyes to the fabric as he finishes pulling your jeans off, his large hands moving your tights apart.

you notice he looks nervous all over again, so you take his hand and lead it down your body and placing it over your heat, silently letting him know that you want this as bad as he does.

“fuck,” he whispers, “you’re so warm..” he says, his fingers pressing down gently.

you whine softly, rolling your hips against his hand without meaning to. you’ve never been this desperate, it’s like your body is begging for him. his eyes darken watching you move, his breathing becoming more heavier now.

he moves your panties to the side, his fingertips trailing up and down your slit before easing two inside. you gasp at the initial stretch, his eyes locking back on to yours to make sure that he’s not hurting you. you barely nod your head before he slips his fingers back out and move them back into you.

“junhan-“ you gasp, your thighs clenching around his hand so tightly it felt like it could break. he smirks, adding a thumb to your clit and circling softly. the combination of both is something you’ve never felt before, you could barely get off to your fingers, but feeling his was something completely incomparable.

just when you feel like you’re about to come undone, he pulls his fingers out and brings them to his lips, licking your slick clean off his fingers. you let out a whine at the loss of stretch, but you feel something in you change when you see him sucking on his fingers so desperately.

“i can’t wait anymore.” he admits, his voice rough.

your stomach flips and nerves kick in that you didn’t have before, but you couldn’t wait any longer. “i’ve been waiting for you to say that..”

his hands fumble at the hem of his shirt before tugging it over his head, his glasses slipping off and falling onto the bed in the process. you can’t help but stare at his torso, he’s so lean and pretty, and you start to hate his clothes for the way they kept this hidden from you for so long.

he stands off the bed to take his sweats off, not forgetting to stumble when he’s pulling them off his feet. you giggle softly, but stop when you see his dick print through his boxers. he’s huge.

he notices the way you look at him, his face turning red. “d-don’t look at me like that.” he mutters as he finishes taking his boxers off, your eyes immediately going to his cock before you can stop yourself. it was just as pretty as you imagined it to be.

he swallows hard, climbing back into the bed and pressing himself against you. he groans, burying his face into your neck as his hands grip onto your hips.

“wait- fuck i need..” he trails off, pulling back to reach over you and to his beside table. he opens it, grabbing a small unopened box of condoms. he fumbles with the box for a bit before opening it, pulling a small foil out before throwing it back into his drawer and closing it.

he rips the plastic before slipping it onto himself, letting out a small moan from the way he’s gripping himself. “sorry.. i didn’t wanna..” he trails off again, embarrassed.

you call out his name, smiling softly, “it’s okay, i’m glad you did.” you reassure.

you lift your hips and he helps you finish taking off your panties, almost moaning at the sight of how wet your pussy is. his eyes soften softly, but not for too long when he looks back down and realizes what’s about to happen.

he rubs his tip against your clit, moaning softly at the feeling, he still can’t believe he has you like this. “f-fuck you’re so wet, is this normal?”

you let out a breathy laugh, your hips grinding softly against him, “i jus… like you a lot.” you murmur, your pulse picking up at the sound of his voice.

“you ready?” he asks, searching for the answer in your face before you even say anything.

you nod, tugging him closer, your lips brushing against his cheek and leaving a small kiss. “i want you so badly, please?”

you begging is all it takes, he lines himself up with you before pushing himself past your entrance and letting himself sink into you. your whine catches in your throat and your nails dig into his shoulders. he groans, his eyes squeezing shut as his head falls onto your shoulder as a way to ground himself from being overwhelmed.

“you’re so tight.. feels so good.” he cuts himself off with another moan, his fingers still gripping onto your hips.

he waits a few seconds for you to adjust to size, seeing your small nod before starting to move. the way he moves into your makes your jaw drop, a silent moan falling from your lips as you hold onto his shoulders.

immediately, his hips start moving against yours, each thrust earning a low groan from him and making your head spin. the sound of skin on skin fills the room, hot and desperate. when you look up, junhan is completely lost in the moment, lips parted and flushed, eyes half-lidded, as he buries himself deep into you again and again.

he groans low and desperate, thrusting faster than before, voice breaking. “fuck.. you’re so perfect, god, so tight.. feels so good.” he pants, lips brushing your ear, teeth grazing your shoulder.

you gasp, nails raking down his back. you take one hand off him to grip the bedsheets when you feet something hard, it was his glasses that fell off. an idea hits you and grab them, slipping them onto your face. they’re too big, completely crooked on your face and sitting way too low on your nose bridge, but the way he looks at you when he realizes you’re wearing them makes you clench harder around him.

“oh my god” he groans, thrusts faltering for a second, “you’re so perfect.”

he starts thrusting faster than before and you let out a loud moan, your hand going back to dig your nails into his back like before, “i’m so close”

he groans into your neck, his teeth grazing against your collarbone. “me too.. fuck, i can’t hold it” he pants, hips snapping harder against you in a desperate motion.

hearing him just as needy as you pushes you over the edge, your lip trembles and your lashes flutter when your orgasm washes over you, ripping a yell of his name from your throat.

then it hits him, and he swears he’s never seen or heard anything prettier. he whimpers into your ear, hips stuttering as he cums into the condom, silently wishing it wasn’t there in the first place, and hoping it isn’t there next time. his body trembles against yours and you’re chest to chest, his hands still gripping onto your hips like a vice.

he shudders again, tiny moans escaping as he rocks into you slowly, coming down from the intensity while still buried inside you. he sighs softly, forehead brushing against your soft skin and lips pressing soft, lingering kisses along your jaw and collarbone, finally allowing himself to relax in your touch.

he lays against you for a bit, trying to catch his breath and revel in the ecstasy of it all. his fingers trace your arm, absentmindedly drawing patterns when he realizes he’s still inside you.

“oh shit.” he says, sitting up and slowly pulling out of you with a quiet whimper. he ties the condom off and throws it away in his trashcan, then heads into his bathroom without a word.

he comes back with a wet towel, slowly climbing back onto the bed with you and gesturing for you to open your legs again. he gently brushes the towel against you, earning a wince from the way the towel brushes against your swollen clit.

“i know, i’m sorry i’m almost done,” he whispers, trying to finish as fast as possible so you’re not uncomfortable anymore. he finishes and throws the towel in his laundry basket before laying back next to you and throwing a blanket over the two of you.

his arms wrap around you protectively and his chest keeps you warm and safe. your hair is slightly damp and you’re both a little sweaty, his glasses are completely off your face somehow and on the other side of the bed, but it’s nothing compared to the feeling of his heart beating against yours.

you let out a shaky laugh when you look around his room and see your laptop and notebook still on his desk, completely turned off due to inactivity. “we’re definitely getting an F.” you murmur, voice muffled against his shoulder.

he smiles and laughs back, holding you a little tighter than before. his lips buried into your hair as he speaks,

“it was worth it.”

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