genre: est. relationship, angstish, suggestive, comfort
w/c: 1,7k
warnings: descriptions of sexual abuse in the past, softdom!hee, use of petnames, insecure and traumatized reader
You always were the one to be left behind — just a second option and nothing more. Always the one to wake up in bed alone, always the one to be quickly forgotten after the night spent together. That's what you were used for and you had to adjust. “I don't date, it's boring”, “I don't make love, it's lame” — things that you would constantly say to people around you. And they thought it's just your personality, your preferences, so they didn't think much of it. The truth is that behind these words and nonchalant behaviour you were hiding a desire to be loved. To be someone's one and only. To be treated carefully with respect, gently like a little princess.
You never actually said it, but you were clinging to the pieces of softness and affection every time you had a night stand with someone. “Baby,” they would whisper in your ear, trying to distract you from the way their dick ruined your walls in a painful way. Their voice echoed in your head, making your heart melt, while your pussy was throbbing in pain. “That's okay, they're doing their best to be careful. It won't hurt, when I adjust,” you would think during the whole night, even when it clearly wasn't alright.
Or you would think that pain brings you more pleasure, that you're just not made for soft sex. “It's boring,” you would joke, drinking in the company of friends, your words met with a teasing whistle.
Your sex partners would constantly hurt you, but you always tried to please them in every way possible. You knew exactly what every guy dreamt about and you were always ready to give it to them. Just to earn an approving reaction or praise, just to be filled inside later — you always hoped it would make you feel less empty.
But it never worked. Instead, you were always left alone in the morning. Nights in bed would be spent with you covered in tears, desperately hugging a pillow, wishing it was a real person instead. This is something you lived with for a long time. But then it changed.
As soon as you met Heeseung.
He was different right from the start. Always held doors for you, pulled out a chair, made sure you got home safe and comfortable. Everything about him felt right in the best way possible, but there was one thing you couldn’t understand — why he was so nice to you. There was no way he could like someone like you — you simply couldn’t put it in your head. But when Heeseung actually confessed his feelings it felt like a fairytale. And everything started to change even more.
There you were now. In the hallway of your apartment. Pressed to the wall. Making out with Heeseung.
He didn’t even have a chance to say something, when the door hung open and you immediately pulled him into a kiss. Oh, how bad did you want him. His lips were soft against yours, strong arms wrapped around you as soon as he felt your mouth on his. Heeseung always felt what you wanted and always gave it to you. His body pressed to yours, trapping you between him and the wall. One of his hands flew to your hair, holding your head. Not to make sure you don’t pull away, but to express his affection to you. He managed to caress your hair through the whole kiss, butterflies in your stomach appearing like never before.
When his other hand gripped your waist, you arched your back, giving in and whining in his lips. “Hee…” you whimpered, already reaching for his belt on the jeans.
Suddenly, he stopped your hand, gently gripping your wrist. You pulled away, looking into his eyes in slight surprise.
“Did I do something wrong? I’m sorry, I thought you wanted to-” you blurted out, imeddiately starting to apologize, but were interrupted.
“I do,” Heeseung firmly replied, his hooded eyes full of two opposites - lust and affection - looking into yours. “But I want to take my time with you. Let’s not hurry, okay?” he gently caressed your cheek, brushing away a strand of your hair.
The soft look he gave you made your stomach flip. You felt warm. And somehow it only made you want more.
“Okay,” you answered with a strained voice, that wasn’t hiding your desire. “How do you want it then? What do you want me to-”
Heeseung lifted you up without saying anything. You gripped onto his neck and he carried you to the bedroom in the bridal style.
When you were there, he gently laid you on the bed, slightly hovering after. His eyes roamed over your body with unhidden affection and admiration. It made the tie in your stomach tighten even more. You weren’t used to this. Usually guys you slept with were in heat and hurried to undress and fuck you. They never actually cared about you, only thinking about your naked body and how to use it. But all of that was long forgotten in the past. Because now you had Heeseung.
His hand caressed your shoulder with a featherlight touch, tracing a line down to your fingers. When he reached your hand, he gently held it, bringing to his lips and leaving a soft kiss on your knuckles. It made you blush like a little girl. This sudden attention that you weren’t used to got your senses heightened, your thighs pulling together. Heeseung noticed your reaction and smirked — not in a mean way, more like he was in awe of your adorable rosy cheeks and squeezed thighs.
“W-what do you want to do? Do you want me to-” you tried to ask again, stuttering — affected by Heeseung’s actions.
“Baby,” he gently said, his eyes softening. “You don’t have to do anything.”
“But how can I-”
“Relax,” Heeseung whispered, placing soft kisses along your jawline. Your breathing hitched and you buried your fingers in his hair, letting out a sigh. His pace was unhurried, small kisses slowly covering your jawline and neck.
He slightly nibbled on your skin, immediately licking the pain away after, apologizing. You shivered at the sudden feeling of the wetness of his tongue on your neck and let out a small sigh.
"Like it, mhm?" Heeseung lowly mumbled in your ear, his smile evident in his voice. "Want me to do it again, baby?"
He pulled away, looking in your eyes and actually waiting for your answer. His eyebrows raised in question, a small grin playing on his lips like he was talking to a child.
You nodded in hesitation, lost in the situation you'd never been before. Heeseung softly chuckled, ruffling your hair and pressing a gentle kiss to the corner of your mouth.
"That's it. My good girl," he whispered after leaning closer to your ear again, making you shakily exhale. His intonation was soft, relaxed, his words caring and not handling a piece of mockery — only pure affection.
Heeseung brought his tongue to the skin of your neck, starting to lick on it, sometimes leaving small kisses in between.
Gosh, you'd never felt so dizzy in your life.
His hands were lightly caressing your sides, making you shiver at the most sensitive spots — when his fingers gently grazed your thighs and underneath your breasts. Heeseung wasn't pressing — he was exploring, softly, with adoration and no need to rush. Because when you were lying under him with flushed cheeks, letting out small sighs every now and then, he had all the time in the world — even if it wasn't enough he would be able to stop it just to prolong the moment.
Heeseung's hand finally slid under the hem of your shorts but suddenly stopped.
"Is this okay?" he asked in a soft voice, pulling away from your neck where he left a generous number of marks and looking in your eyes. His own were glistening and sparkling — probably love for you had ignited the warm, comforting fire in them.
You slowly nodded, yet still were tense. That was so different and new you felt like all of this time you were having sex in the wrong way. Your partners would devour you like animals, like you never were a person — an object. They never asked your permission for something simple like that, never treated you with so much care.
Heeseung noticed even that.
A small hesitation in your eyes, worry, fear of unknown. He was reading you like an open book, leafing through the pages.
"Are you okay?" Heeseung asked, brushing strands of hair away from your face. "You look like something's bothering you."
You gave him a small smile, mentally deciding to give him an honest answer.
"I'm okay... I've just never— uhm well..." you stopped, not sure of how to describe your situation. Heeseung's eyebrows slightly raised.
"You've never?.. Are you a virgin?" he softly asked, interpreting your words in the wrong way.
You immediately flushed, shaking your hands in the air in denial.
"No, no, no. I've had sex. It just... was different."
Heeseung was confused — he frowned, making a slight crease appear on his forehead.
"How different?"
"Rougher... Harder... Different," you replied quietly, looking in his eyes. Heeseung's eyebrows flew higher, and he bit on his bottom lip.
"You want me to be rougher?.." hesitation was evident in his voice, his mind was racing with different thoughts.
"No! I'm okay with... your rhytm. I love it," you shyly smiled, taking Heeseung's hand and gently squeezing it. "I've never been treated that well in my life," you quietly added, pressing your lips in a thin line.
His gaze softened. He didn't know your background, didn't know about the things that you'd gone through. But he felt it. The desire to be loved and cared of, to be treated right.
"Yeah? You like how I treat you?" Heeseung asked in a lower voice, hovering over you. His eyes flicked to your lips, gaze full of fascination and excitement. "Do you want me to continue then?"
You slightly nodded in reply, feeling small under his weight. Not in the bad way. In the way that made you melt from inside.
"Baby," Heeseung leaned closer to your face, his voice firm and determined. "Let's make love tonight."
Your eyes widened for a second but softened under his gaze. Small smiles were playing on both of your faces. You nodded, burying your fingers in his hair and pulling him closer into a kiss.
It was the moment you realized — you were actually loved and safe. Right in Heeseung's arms.
genre: smut (MDNI) // warnings: fwb, semi-public sex (in the car but the door is open), oral sex (m), dirty talk, use of petnames (baby, pretty), praise, heeseung and reader are dreaming of getting caught // w/c: 803
You were straddling Heeseung's lap, holding onto his shoulders, the tough fabric of his red jacket squeezed between your fingers. His tongue was exploring your mouth in a feverish rhytm, his hands having a firm grip on your waist, sometimes loosening it to rub your sides.
Heeseung's win in the race match was long forgotten, the gold cup standing on the ground next to the car you were in. After all, for Heeseung, there was a better award for winning — you, who visited every single race he participated in, who always made sure to give him some extra reward.
"Should we close the door?" Heeseung breathily asked after pulling away, his fingers brushing away your strands of hair.
The door to his car was still open — you two forgot about it the second you jumped at Heeseung, wrapping hands around his neck and pulling him inside.
"Nah," you replied, leaning closer to bite on his neck. "Let them see," you added in a lower voice in his ear.
Heeseung chuckled at your words, rubbing your back.
"Is it the staff that you're into? Never doubted you," the smirk spread on his face, his hands moving to grip your hips — one of them landing a smack on your ass.
You gasped, the grip on his shoulders only tightening more.
"You know this is not what I meant," your lips moved lower down his neck, sucking on his sensitive spot. Heeseung throwed back his head, giving you more access — his eyes closed, expression on his face full of bliss.
Your kisses traveled to his collarbone — the skin that was already exposed due to his tank shirt. You hooked his chain necklace with two fingers, slightly lifting it up and pressing the parts of it that were still cool to his neck. Heeseung sighed, placing his hand on the back of your head and burying his fingers in your hair, encouraging you to move lower.
"Gonna be a good girl and suck me off, yeah? Get down, baby."
His words made you more aroused, and you slid down between his legs in the space under the wheel. Heeseung slid back his chair as much as possible, giving you better access. His fingers buried in your hair, slightly pulling on them to make you look up.
"So obedient for me, mhm?" Heeseung said in a low voice, cupping your chin and sliding his thumb past your lips while you were trying to undo his belt. "Going down on me as soon as I say."
You sucked on his finger, swirling your tongue around it and finally unzipping his jeans. You pulled out his cock that was already hard, all leaking pre-cum. Heeseung grabbed your hair again, freeing your mouth from his thumb for another, more interesting thing.
You gave Heeseung's tip a few kitten licks before wrapping your mouth around his dick and taking it in. Heeseung let out a sharp breath, his eyes slightly rolling back. His hand started guiding your movements by the back of your head, pressing down when it was needed.
"Such a dirty girl — letting everyone see how good I'm using your mouth," you whimpered in his cock, sending down it vibrations. Your mouth was already messy, smudged with pre-cum and your own saliva. "Even if someone passes by, you're not going to pull away, right? You will keep on sucking me off, whimpering just from my filthy words."
You gripped Heeseung's thighs, squeezing the fuck out of them. His cock was relentlessly hitting the back of your mouth, making you moan and slightly gag. But Heeseung wasn't stopping. He kept on fucking you, his speed getting faster.
"Shit, suck it like that," he lowly moaned under his breath. "Use your little pretty mouth."
Your movements were getting sloppier, Heeseung's hips thrusting in your mouth with persistence. The ache between your thighs was only growing harder, your legs were squeezing under the driver seat.
"I'm close, baby," Heeseung said, completing his last thrusts. "Take it all."
He finished in your mouth, riding through his orgasm. The bottom of your face was messy, you gulped his cum licking it off your lips after.
Heeseung pulled away, leaning in the chair, his cock softening. He ran his hand through your messy hair, caressing the back of your head with his fingers while he was recovering after release with closed eyes.
After a minute of silence, Heeseung pulled you on his lap again. His hand suddenly cupped your clothed pussy under your skirt, already feeling how soaked your panties were. He leaned closer to your face and bit on your earlobe.
"Ready for more?" Heeseung murmured in question, lust already filling up his eyes again.
He slid two fingers under your panties, moving them between your wet folds.
𐙚⋆° heeseung × fem!reader / genre: est. relationship, fluff, smut (MDNI) / ~2k words
warnings: mentions of the car sex, sex in a public place, mutual mastirbation, unprotected sex (don't!), mention of getting caught, dirty talk, praise, use of petnames (baby, sweetheart), I would say pretty sweet and soft
a/n: i wrote it really randomly.... thanks to the edit with heeseung that made me find out about the song and inspired me! (I have one more draft with a heeseung fic inspired by a tate mcrae song btw)
if you liked the fic, pls repost, like or leave a comment!
You two had gone already three or four times — you couldn't remember. With his mouth on your wet folds, licking all clean, with his fingers, rubbing your cunt, with his dick, buried deep inside you. Everything — in his car with the rolled down windows that weren't hiding the sounds you two were making inside.
Originally, it was a planned trip to a beach. Something relaxing, fantastic, that could distract you from daily life and help to escape from the reality of deadlines and endless tasks. But it ended up in you two finding another way to relax, making a mess in Heeseung's car — he couldn't care less because his baby is you, not the car.
When you finally stepped out of the small space, hanging the door open, you immediately felt the fresh sea breeze. You closed your eyes, spreading your arms and inhaling the air, while Heeseung was still in the backseat, adjusting himself and zipping up his shorts. When he stepped out of the car, you felt his hands settling on your waist, his chest pressing to your back.
"Doesn't it feel good?" you asked, not looking away from the sun, that was about to hide in the horizont of the water.
"I think it felt better back in the car," Heeseung joked with a sly grin, making you slightly hit his hand. "No, seriously. I think we should go back," he added, causing you to roll your eyes.
"We came here for the beach," you whined, turning around to face Heeseung. "You promised," a slight pout on your face softened his expression. He affectionately rubbed your arms, looking into your eyes.
"I'm sorry, babe. I was joking," Heeseung gently cupped your face, kissing your forehead, then pulling your head to lay on his chest. You wrapped hands around his waist, enjoying the warmth of his body. Heeseung rubbed your back, leaving a kiss on your temple.
You two headed to the beach. It was quite abandoned — a place that someone could hardly find. A bunch of trees were covering the most part of it, so it felt like you were on the uninhabitated island. The sun was settling down, only the crying of the seagulls could be heard. One of the Heeseung's hands was holding a basket with a picnic mat, another one — your hand.
You laid the mat on the sand and sat down in silence, watching the scenery peacefully. Your eyes caught Heeseung's beautiful profile — his relaxed eyebrows, sparkling deer eyes, straight nose, puffy lips. You still couldn't believe that was your boyfriend.
"I'm glad there are no people here," you mindlessly said. "We can enjoy the view alone, focus on each other with no distractions."
"You know that even if there were people, my eyes would be only on you, right?" Heeseung's words naturally left his mouth — not trying to rizz, to flirt. They were sincere. When you looked into his eyes, they were full of endless love and affection.
Your gaze moved down to his lips. Heeseung noticed. Just after a few seconds of silence, the lips that you were looking at were on yours.
Heeseung's hand moved to your hair, holding you at place, another one rested on your back, encouraging to lean closer to him. His lips were softly moving against yours, already making your head spin. You wrapped hands around his neck, immediately straddling his lap. He rested both of his hands on your waist, tracing them down to your hips.
When Heeseung slipped hands under your shorts, making an attempt to touch your clothed core, you quickly stopped him. He pulled away from the kiss in slight confusion. You stood up, sitting on the mat across from him.
"Babe?" Heeseung enquired with frowned eyebrows.
"I love you," you softly said, looking into his eyes and taking off your shorts. His eyes traveled down your body. "And I'll touch myself for you," you slipped your hand under your shirt, slowly caressing your bare skin of the stomach and moving up your breasts. His breathing hitched. "Watch me," you whispered before hissing, when your fingers pinched your nipple.
Heeseung's mouth slightly opened, but he didn't hesitate and leaned back, holding himself on his arms and watching you like it was a movie. The most interesting, fascinating movie he'd ever seen.
"Take off your shirt, baby. I wanna see your pretty tits while you're touching yourself," Heeseung softly commanded, his eyes traveling down your body, stopping on your panties, wondering if they were already getting soaked.
You listened and pulled up your shirt, tossing it aside after. Your breasts on the display, nipples hard.
"Shit..." Heeseung groaned, already reaching for the zipper on his shorts. "Good girl," he praised, stroking himself through his boxers.
Your hands traveled all the way down your body, touching it everywhere — your breasts, your stomach, your thighs. When control finally felt to slip away and desire started aching between your legs, you whined.
"Wanna touch myself there," your thighs squeezed, trying to get some friction in between them.
Heeseung breathed out, watching you being desperate just from your own touches. That wasn't even his hands. With them, you would lose control already minutes ago.
"You can. But only through your panties," you sighed, already reaching for your aching core. "And don't rush," Heeseung commanded, seeing your desperation, "Take things slowly. Be gentle, baby."
Your shaking hand started slowly caressing your pussy through the panties you were wearing, finger tracing lines between your folds. Your eyebrows frowned, eyes slightly rolling down from the sensation.
Heeseung felt blessed from the sight in front of him. You, touching yourself like there is no other day. On the beach. Just for him. The only thought of having you like this was making his head spin and his cock semi-hard, even though he still hadn't touched it properly.
"Does it feel good, baby?" Heeseung asked, watching you starting to grind your hips against your fingers. "Are you wet down there already?"
"I am," you breathed out in a whiny voice. "Feels so good, Hee. But not as good as when you touch me."
A proud smirk spread on his face. "Is that so? But yet you are already wet. Tell me how wet you are, sweetheart."
His voice and dirty words only intensified the fire inside you. You didn't hesitate to obey, slowing down your fingers on purpose.
"So wet, Hee... My panties are soaked," Heeseung groaned, palming himself through his boxers. "If I took them off right now and touched myself, you could hear it more clearly."
"Do," he said in a low voice, already losing patience. "Take your panties off, baby."
You whimpered at the permission, slightly lifting yourself on your knees, finally pulling down your panties.
"Lie down on your back," Heeseung commanded, when you were already naked. You did as he said, spreading your legs before him. "Shit..." he breathed out, seeing your wet pussy so close and spread just for him. "Just like that, baby. Let me see all of you."
When you finally touched yourself with no barrier, it felt like heaven. Your pussy immediately clenched, sensitive from all the previous waiting. Heeseung pushed his hand under the boxers, pulling out his already hard cock. When you looked at that, your back immediately arched, pussy clenching again.
"Want your cock, Hee," you whined, fastening the speed of your fingers in desperation. The wet sounds now clear in the air.
Heeseung groaned, stroking his cock at the sight. He couldn't take it anymore — seeing you so wet and spread before him, not able to touch what belonged to him.
He snapped out, moving from his position to your body, immediately pressing it to the mat. His hard cock accidentally touched your core, making you two moan.
Heeseung's hands finally settled on your hips, holding you in place, his cock brushing against your folds, savoring the wetness you made just for him.
"H-Hee," you whined, throwing your head back. "Please...I can't wait anymore."
Heeseung drowned in your pleas, taking his cock in his hand to line with your entrance. He traced its tip against your folds a few more times, making you whimper in impatience. When he finally slid inside, it felt like heaven. Like everything was finally on its own place — you under Heeseung, his cock inside you.
He didn't need to give you time to adjust to his size — you were already stretched after a few rounds in his car. Heeseung started slowly moving his hips, pushing all the way in and out.
"So tight... even after I stretched you out so well in the car. It'll never be enough, yes, baby?" he mumbled in your ear, his cock slowly moving inside you.
You desperately shook your head. "Never. Want your cock inside me forever," Heeseung groaned at your words, slamming all the way in and hitting that one spot that made you gasp.
"That's it, baby. Such a good girl for me," he mumbled in your lips before kissing you. The kiss was firm and made the tie in your stomach tighten even more. His hips started moving faster, speeding the rhythm and causing you to moan in Heeseung's mouth. He pulled away from your lips, burying his face in your neck and leaving fresh marks against old ones there. "Don't hold back. Scream my name. No one's here anyway."
You didn't need to be told twice. Every time Heeseung hit the spot inside you, your moans were getting louder. His pace was rapid, trying to give you two that expected release. The sweat was dripping down his forehead right on you.
When Heeseung lifted your thighs, placing them on his shoulders, the new angle started feeling too good.
"Shitshitshit Hee, I'm so close," you managed to mumble, and it felt like he only started pounding into you deeper.
"Come for me, baby," he whispered in your ear, and it made you completely loose. You came with a loud moan, Heeseung's hips not stopping, chasing his own high and prolonging your orgasm. When he finally came to an edge too, you felt his seed spilling inside you. After a while he stopped moving his hips, lying on top of you. You both were heavily breathing.
When you seemed to calm down, Heeseung slowly pulled away, making you two gasp, still sensitive after an orgasm. He leaned to kiss your damp forehead, whispering praises.
"You did so well. Just as always," his lips were all over your face, softly soothing after an intense action. "And I love you too."
You two sat on the mat for a while, enjoying the already darkened sky, then gathered your things and headed to the car. To your surprise, there was another car standing next to yours. Heeseung and you glanced at each other, acknowledging its presence. Then your eyes caught a group of people that was standing next to a car. All of them looked at you two with unbearable expressions on their faces. Like they knew something.
Or heard.
Or saw.
You shyly looked away, putting up with the thought that five strangers probably heard you screaming Heeseung's name. Or maybe even saw your naked bodies, crushing against each other on the mat.
Heeseung noticed your reaction and protectively wrapped his arm around your waist, glaring at unfamiliar people with a threat. He guided you to his car, opening a door for you. Inside of it, you were silent. Heessung covered your hand with his, caressing your skin.
"Let them be jealous. They don't know what they're missing."
You gave him a small smile, intertwining your fingers with his. "I love you," you whispered, looking into his eyes.
"I love you too," Heeseung answered with a smile, bringing your hand to his lips and kissing your knuckles.
Being caught in the middle of the act by a group of strangers didn't bother you anymore. You loved your boyfriend too much. That's why after you arrived at your place, you had another one round in his car.
And another one in the bed.
And maybe another one in the shower.
You loved your boyfriend too much. And he loved you too much even more.
synopsis: When the highest of Heaven and Hell find out about your secret connection, forbidden between angels and devils, you know there is no way out. Your fate is already sealed. Both of you know — when the sun goes up, you two will be burnt and erased from this world for the sin you have committed. However, instead of spending your last moments in agony of suffering, Heeseung and you choose the agony of your still existing bodies. Because this is your last night together. Ever.
warnings: they turned into human forms to fuck, crying + fucking, soft soft soft, soft!dom!heeseung, a glimpse of mean heeseung, LARGE use of petnames (angel, baby, pretty girl, my love), reader is really sensitive, praise (A LOT) and praise kink, we may assume hee has a corruption kink..., fingering, unprotected sex (they're not humans they can, you don't), a really sad ending
a/n: thanks for waiting!! that was supposed to be shorter but i got carried away....kinda inspired by the cartoon 'Angel's friends' (as a kid I was insane)
English is not my native language, sorry for any mistakes!
You two knew that falling for each other, spending nights together in the messy bed, filling the room with filthy sounds was a sin. You two knew it would have its consequences. You two knew one day they'd find out.
It was wrong from the start. From the way Heeseung's eyes lingered on you for too long — too long for someone who was on the other side, who was your enemy, who was supposed to make you turn away in disgust and frustration. From the way you never looked away when your eyes met his. From the way you were craving for his lips to touch yours one more time now.
The highest angels and devils clearly let you know — they were aware of everything. Aware of the slight touches you two shared in the beginning, of your wet dreams about each other, of the way you gave in to the temptation and committed a sin. Knowingly.
They also clearly let you know one more thing — they are merciless, and they do not give second chances. Once the line was crossed, your fate was already sealed. And you two were perfectly aware of it.
You two will be burnt out.
Why not send you in Hell, you may ask. Because even Hell doesn't forgive such sins. Even for devils it's a death sentence. And Heeseung was ready to go for it from the start. To burn himself just to feel your lips against his, your body under him, your soft skin pressed to his. You were his angel. The angel who seduced him and made him fall even harder than other devils ever had. Made him fall for you.
His breath was hot against the sweaty skin of your neck. You could see the lights on the ceiling reflected from the window dance to the devilish, sinful melody only they could hear. The door to the room was locked. Like it could save you two from your destiny.
Heeseung's hands were traveling down your body in a fever full of gentleness, trying to remember every single part. His lips were desperately rushing from the skin of your neck and collarbone back to your mouth, not able to choose what to focus on — he needed it all.
You suspended a moan, biting your lip and throwing your head back, when Heeseung's teeth bit on the sensitive spot of your neck. His hand caressed your thigh with affection.
"Always so sensitive for me, angel. No matter how much I touch you... Always so responsive," his hot breath burnt your ear in a whisper. "But don't hold back. Let me hear you."
You shakily sighed, looking at Heeseung's face, which was almost invisible in the darkness of the room.
"I can't," you took another breath, chest rising up and down, "they will hear us."
Heeseung's eyes softened. Or maybe it was hurt and realization of the situation in them. Guess, you forgot.
"Angel," he spoke in the softest tone — the one that none of the demons had ever been allowed to use, the one that not even all of the angels had in them, "they already know."
Your eyes became glassy. Right.
When the sun goes up, you will disappear.
He will disappear.
Everything will disappear.
"I'm sorry," you whispered like it was your fault, like you could fix something. Tears ran down your face, leaving only wet lonely paths.
Heeseung's eyes were glassy too. For the first time in his whole existence. They were full of hurt, pain, and something forbidden. Maybe...love?
His fingers gently brushed against your face, pulling away the strands of your hair. He neared his lips to your skin, kissing away the paths on the sides of your face left after your tears.
You felt how something wet dripped onto your cheek. Your eyes looked up at Heeseung's face. He was crying.
Heeseung was broken. His face distorted in the way you'd never seen before. He bit his lower lip, trying to hold back the tears in his eyes from spilling out more.
Your hand tapped the back of his head, encouraging him to bury his face in your neck. When he did so, you heard a broken cry that made your heart clench, your own tears running down your cheeks again.
After minutes of sniffles and sobs, you two had calmed down. It wasn't the way you wanted to spend your last moments of existence.
Your fingers were caressing his hair in a slow motion, his face pressed to your neck, the tip of his nose starting to trace lines against your skin that made you smile.
"I don't regret it," you whispered in the silence of the room. "I never did. And if I could go back in time, I would do everything the same way."
Heeseung lifted his face from your neck, a small smile playing on his lips. "Me too."
Then his lips pressed to yours. Again.
You savored the moment. The way your lips were soft and breaths hot against each other, the way Heeseung's hands traveled under your shirt, causing shivers to run down your spine.
You softly moaned, arching your back when his fingers traced a line down your spine before pressing his hand to your back just right.
"Like that, angel. Sing for me," Heeseung groaned, bending your thigh to have more access to your core, pressing his hardness to your clothed pussy. Your hips grinded against his in response. "Shh, don't rush. You'll get everything you want, baby."
Heeseung's hands lifted up your shirt, helping to take it off. Then he did the same with your pants.
"I want to see all of you," he whispered under his breath like it wasn't even meant for you — more like he was talking to himself. "I want to remember you like this — naked, sweaty, wet, underneath me. Carve it in my memory. Forever."
His mouth moved to yours with new urgency, tongue sliding inside, devouring you like he was hungry. His knee pressed to your clothed core, making you gasp, panties already wet with your arousal.
"Hee," you softly whined when Heeseung started leaving marks all over your neck, moving lower down your skin.
He was desperate. Shameless. Not the kind to be regretful about his past or present actions. His movements were speaking volumes. Even if there was a second chance, he wouldn't be able to hold back, to keep his distance from you. Even if you could turn back the time, he would commit a sin every now and then. Would fall for you again and again.
"My pretty angel," Heeseung groaned in your collarbone before pulling away to look at the work he'd done. Your skin was full of marks. His marks. "So sinful. Fallen for me."
Your chest was heaving, eyes half-lidded. You placed a hand on his arm, moving it upper to his shoulder, to the back of his head. You craved his touch, wanted to feel his presence physically, wanted to not let go of him.
"I need you," you said in a quiet voice on the edge of crying, your eyes locking on his. "I need you so much..."
His gaze softened, lips moving to leave a peck on your jaw.
"I know, angel," Heeseung whispered against your skin, your heart melting at the petname and how gently it sounded on his tongue. His lips started leaving soft kisses down your cheek and jawline, moving to your ear and neck. "I need you too. So, so much."
Heeseung nibbled on your neck, licking the pain away after. His hand moved from your thigh to your hip, fingers brushing under the hem of your panties, making you shiver.
"My angel..." he softly whispered again, his thumb brushing above your clit, not giving you what you want yet. "So sweet... just for me…” his voice was desperate, words mumbled and rushed like in a fever. “My baby…My pretty girl…My love…"
You whined at his words and gentleness in them, at the same time feeling how his finger finally brushed against your folds. Your senses were heightened, you were aroused till the point when it hurt. Maybe it was because of the way Heeseung was torturing you with his touch, maybe because of the thought that was playing in the back of your head all of this time, even at such moment — that was your last time together.
Heeseung felt how your thighs tried to clasp together, but his hips in between your legs didn't let you. His hardness only pressed to your clothed entrance with more urgency.
"You're driving me insane," Heeseung breathed out, now tracing lines against your breast with his nose like he was trying to hold back. To savor the moment. To be gentle. Trying not to ruin you.
Yet.
"Hee, please," you almost cried out, hand tangling in his hair. His fingers were slowly tracing against your folds, already letting you two to hear how wet your pussy was. “I can't wait anymore..."
Then it happened. His fingers suddenly switched from the featherlike touch, pressing harder to your folds, pulling out of you a moan. Heeseung started rubbing them against your pussy with such urgency that could make you cum from that alone. Then he slowly slipped one finger inside your entrance, your body tensing.
"Angel, relax. How are you going to take me all in if you can't even take my finger?" Heeseung asked mockingly, rubbing your thigh with a free hand.
There it was. His dark side — teasing, mocking, dominant, and so fucking hot. It was that exact devil you met for the first time in the lobby, the one you fell in love with.
You relaxed your bottom, immediately feeling how deliciously a single Heeseung's finger was sliding inside you. You breathed out in pleasure, arching your back to feel him better.
"That's it," Heeseung encouraged, a smirk playing on his lips. He was intensely watching your body from the top to the bottom with a lustful gaze like it was his favorite view, the movie that was playing just for him. "Such a good girl for me," he praised in a low voice, free hand traveling up your body, brushing your sensitive skin from your stomach to your chest. He wrapped it around your throat, making you roll your eyes. "Yeah? Like it, baby? What a sinful angel..." Heeseung slightly chuckled, sliding inside you one more finger, making you gasp.
You held onto his hand around your throat, head throwing back, mouth aping in pleasure. Your back arched, hips rapidly moved to feel his fingers deeper inside you. You needed him. So dirty, so messy, so desperately.
Heeseung parted his fingers inside your pussy, pulling out of you a moan. Then he curled them, moving them in the way he knew you'd like, his thumb starting to circle your clit.
The pressure in your bottom part was building quickly, your hips thrusting to meet Heeseung's fingers, trying to shove them deeper inside you. The room was not silent anymore. You filled it with filthy sounds — your moans and wetness between your legs that was coating Heeseung's fingers.
“I-I’m close, Hee…” you managed to whine, back arching in an unnatural way that would definitely hurt later. But there was no later. Only now.
“Yes, angel? Are you gonna come for me?” Heeseung replied in the sweetest voice, his eyes so dark and lustful intensely watching you.
You desperately nodded, feeling how the movements of his fingers became more rapid and forceful.
“Yes, baby, of course you are. Such a pretty angel. My beautiful girl…” Heeseung mumbled, leaning against your ear again. His praise only intensified your desire and the pressure in your stomach. You came hard with a loud moan, seeing stars, eyes rolling to the back of your head.
Heeseung's fingers helped you to ride your orgasm, slowing down after. He pulled them out, causing you to whine, shoving them in his mouth and tasting you on his tongue.
“The kind of heaven I'm ready to die for,” Heeseung whispered, looking at your fuckuped state in bliss. Your back relaxed, falling to the mattress. The unnatural stretch was already giving away, pulsating in your lower back. Heeseung affectionately rubbed it with one hand, another one doing the same with your thigh. He leaned closer to your face to press a kiss on your forehead. “Angel?”
You hummed in response, slowly opening your eyes, damp hair pressing to your temples. Your hand shakily reached for Heeseung's face, resting on his cheek. His gaze managed to turn soft, even though you could still see lust in his eyes.
“I love you,” you whispered, brushing away a strand of his hair. Heeseung softly smiled, reaching to hold your hand and bring it to his mouth. His lips gently tickled the skin of your knuckles.
“I love you too,” he whispered, hot breath against the back of your hand. You smiled back, making him chuckle. “You can't even imagine… how crazy you made me,” Heeseung jokingly confessed, even though his words held the truth. “Can you imagine? A devil in love… and so soft.”
You chuckled, bringing his face closer to yours. “Well, I can.” Your mouth curved into a grin, Heeseung's eyes lowering to your lips.
You felt something hard pressing against your thigh, making you sigh at the realization. The rush of heat washed over you again. You brought his face even closer to yours, lips smacking against his in the affectionate peck. “Hee,” your voice was quiet but firm. Something serious and sad was in your gaze, but Heeseung couldn't quite catch it. “I want you all to myself tonight."
Heeseung's breath caught in his throat. The way you said this phrase made his stomach flip, his cock becoming even harder — if that was even possible.
"Yeah?" he asked in a hoarse voice, quite affected by your bold phrasing. His eyebrows raised, and the smirk spread all over his face. Yet, his gaze was filled with something deeper, more emotional. Something similar to adoration.
"Yeah," you whispered in reply, caressing his cheeks with your thumbs and studying the lines of your touch with your eyes, trying to remember every single part of his face — his adorable mole on the forehead, his beautiful deer eyes, his plump pink lips, his soft skin. "And I want you to have me too. All of me..."
A lonely tear escaped your eye, soaking the side of your cheek like a reminder of inevitability. Of the predicted future you two were so scared of. The one that was making you doubtful about the next morning, and sure only about the present moment.
One of your hands traveled down Heeseung's torso with a gentle touch, eyes not looking away from his. With the softness of an angel, you tugged on the waistband of his pants, pulling them off his hips. Heeseung's grip on your waist tightened, your featherlike touch clearly affecting him.
With another hand, you pulled his face closer to yours, lips finally touching each other, tongues slowly moving in a gentle dance full of love. You led the kiss and your other hand down his hips to palm his hardness through the boxers. Heeseung groaned in your lips, breaking the kiss and pressing his forehead to yours.
"Teasing is not good for an angel, baby," he breathed out, his dark eyes locking on yours. You gave him a small smile and led your hand under the waistband of his underwear.
"I guess you've spoiled me," your words pulled out of him a chuckle that immediately turned into a moan when you touched him without any fabric in between.
Your hand stroked his free cock, spreading pre-cum all over his length. Heeseung bent your leg, pressing it to you. The tip of his dick was almost touching your core. You ended up gasping at the loss of control when he gripped your hand, pulling it away from his cock and pressing your wrists above your head to the mattress.
"So you're blaming it on me, huh? For the effect I have on you, for turning you into a dirty angel?" Heeseung murmured with a wicked smirk, the tip of his cock pressing to your entrance.
You intended to roll your hips, but he held you still, his free hand pressing your bottom to the mattress.
"Say it, baby. Say it's all my effect," Heeseung's cock teasingly slided between your folds, making you shiver, pulling out of you a whine. "The way you shake and make these pretty noises, the way you're all wet now. Is it all because of me? Answer, sweetheart."
You shakily took a breath, the tension was already building inside your stomach again.
"Yes... It's all you. Because of you. For you," Heeseung groaned at your words, finally sliding inside in one motion. You two moaned from the feeling of being so close to each other, of being in the right place with the right person.
"Gosh, you're insane..." Heeseung stood still for a moment, letting you adjust to his length. Your breaths were heavy, eyes locked on each other.
When you clenched around his cock, he took it as a sign and started moving, settling a slow rhythm. His thrusts were deep, hitting the right spots inside you and pulling out of you two moans. The room was filled with the wet sounds of your hot bodies collided together.
At that exact moment, you realized it. The way Heeseung's body was hovering over you, the way he was pressing you to the bed, the way he let go of your wrist just to hold your hand even when his thrusts were not the most gentle. Everything about it was wrong, yet felt so right. You actually could tell you were loved, happy even. And nothing mattered anymore. You realized that sacrificing yourself for moments like this was your actual fate. And it brought you relief, especially in the moment when Heeseung thrusted deeper, bringing you two to the edge of pleasure.
Heeseung's body weakened, carefully lying on yours, trying not to hurt you. Your heavy breaths became the only sound in the silent room.
You reached to bring his head closer, to run fingers in his soft locks again. He obeyed, burying his face deeper in the crook of your neck, arms instinctively wrapping around you.
Your eyes looked up above you. The ceiling had already started turning light, patterns from the rising sun becoming more evident. While caressing the nape of Heeseung's neck, your hand felt something unfamiliar to the touch. Your gaze moved to his back. That was his wings. Dark and devilish, they appeared on his back, signaling of the fact he was not able to control his form anymore. Your silent tears turned your face wet again.
Heeseung lifted his head from your neck. His eyes, supposed to be dark and sinful, held the unspoken softness and intimacy. His eyebrows were frowned, face wet and slightly red from the tears.
You two snapped.
Your hands cupped his face, pulling him closer to yours. Heeseung held the back of your head, embracing you with his other hand. You sat on the bed, your own wings already making it hard to lie down.
The kiss.
Your lips pressed to each other with unhidden emotion. It wasn't lust or passion, long forgotten in the sheets of this bed. They'd disappeared, turning into a smoke that dispersed around the room. It was love. Maybe something even deeper than that.
When you pulled away, looking into Heeseung's eyes, the tears were running down your face.
"Hee," you said in panic, searching for his reaction in his eyes. He gently held you, eyes soft and — out of a sudden — calm.
"Shhh, I'm here," Heeseung whispered, caressing the sides of your face with his thumbs. But the panic that settled in your soul didn't disappear.
"I don't want you to leave..." you whispered, feeling a lump in your throat from the tears that were blurring your view.
Heeseung gave you a small smile, wiping off the wet paths from your face. "I'm not going anywhere, angel. I'm always here, with you."
The corner of your eye caught a slight smoke coming from Heeseung's wing. You rushed to wrap hands around his neck, lips pressing to all of the possible spots for a kiss on his face.
"Pleasepleaseplease," you mumbled, begging for not knowing who. The panic was hitting hard, the inability to do absolutely anything was only making it worse.
"Angel, you need to calm down," Heeseung firmly said, not loving your anxious state. "Breathe with me, okay?"
You tried to calm down, to breathe. You even managed to do it for seconds. But when Heeseung started talking to you with a dark expression on his face, your face covered in tears again.
"Angel, I want you to know. You're the best thing that ever happened to me. And I am grateful to every single moment two of us spent together. Without you, my existence would be dull, nothing different from other devils' existence. But your presence made it bright," he tried to hold back the sob, but it didn't turn out successfully.
You hurried to hold him closer again, hands caressing his back in panic, lips pressing to his temple a countless number of times. Your sobs collided together, faces wet and red from tears.
"There is one more thing I want you to remember..." Heeseung managed to start, his wing already starting to be erased. "I love you," he whispered.
Tears started to run down your cheeks even more.
"I love you too," you whispered back.
He gave you a small smile. The wings almost disappeared behind his back, which meant that he was next.
You pressed lips to his again. You weren't kissing him like it was the last time. It was your last time.
His face started slipping away from your hands, turning into a little smoke. When you weren't feeling his lips on yours anymore, you opened your eyes.
He was gone.
You silently lay on the bed, not noticing how your wings had already disappeared.
The patterns on the ceiling were the same. They were still dancing in the sunrise just like they did when Heeseung was still there. When he was holding you. When he could tell you to stop overthinking, could call you 'his angel' and wipe the tears off your face. Now he was gone, but the patterns were still there.
Your hands started feeling numb, but you weren't paying attention. The only thing you could think of was Heeseung. You could still remember his dark, warm eyes, but you were craving to be able to actually see them. They were better in real life than in your imagination.
Smoke.
The smoke started blurring the vision, hiding the familiar patterns on the ceiling from your sight. It was getting harder to think with every second like someone was sucking the energy out of you. The patterns on the ceiling disappeared from your sight at all.
It was hard until it became easy. Until you let out the last sigh. Until you turned into nothing.
This is how you were erased from this world. With the last wish in your head. You desired to meet Heeseung again. To be born and able to find him. To see his warm eyes again. To wrap hands around him. To kiss him.
It was your last wish. But did you have a right to ask for that?
No. Because everyone knows that Heaven doesn't forgive those who are fallen.
SYNOPSIS: You always knew that your crush on Heeseung — the most popular guy on campus — would never be mutual. After all, you're too different. He is outgoing and a party monster, who is known for his nonchalant personality and numerous bounds with the prettiest girls you've ever seen. On the other hand, there is you, who is not really sociable; pretty, but not too much; tend to plan everything beforehand and would never let yourself carefree sleeping with guys. Yet, something went wrong and after a long period of stressful studying you decided to give yourself a rest — it's summer after all. Changing your usual behaviour and appearance ends up in you sipping Diet Pepsi while sitting on Heeseung's lap in the company of his friends. What could be better? But maybe this summer night is promised to become even hotter and you're ready to give in to the temptation...
w/c: unknown yet
DATE OF RELEASE: soon!
WARNINGS: plot is kinda cliché (reader is nerdy and not like other girls 🤓), heeseung gives off bad boy vibes but he's actually nice, mentions of rumours and description of gossiping, "truth or dare" game (it needs its own warning lmao) //smut warnings: dirty talk, grinding, softdom heeseung, loss of virginity, car sex, protected sex (yuppie), praise, heeseung kinda has a corruption kink..., reader is inexperienced but has a dirty mind (and secrets) -> more warnings to be added
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preview part under the cut (1k words)
Normally, you would never find yourself in such a place at such time but you decided to make an exception just for today. The parking lot before the large house was already full of cars — expensive and not really ones. Some of them were occupied by people who were resting, smoking and chatting, some of them were locked from inside and slightly rocking side to side.
The sound of your heels broke the silence of the night street and quiet music that was blasting out somewhere inside the house. Your bright revealing crop top and ripped blue jeans, that tightly hugged your butt, lit the darkness, catching everyone's attention. Seeing you today in such outfit, no one would ever assume you're a quiet girl, who hates parties, loud music, drunk people and a lot more that was presented right in front of you now. To be honest, you still haven't realised what you signed for when coming here today. It is one of the parties that popular guys in school usually arrange and one of those that you swore to yourself you'd never visit. But here you are.
Basically, going here today was dangerous because you came alone. Of course you know some girls that usually visit this type of parties but you have never been close and it would be naive of you to rely on them. Probably, you were just scared of their opinion about you and what they might think — they knew you as a nerdy quiet girl in school and you didn't rush to reveal to them another side of you.
Moving towards the front door of the house, you started feeling nervous. Maybe you shouldn't have gone here? Maybe it was too spontaneous of you and it won't end well?
Not a single anxious thought in your head had a chance to stay there when you heard a familiar voice and approaching steps.
“Hey, wait,” someone said and you turned around only to be met with a face of Lee Heeseung — one of the most popular guys on campus that you've had feelings for some time already.
You knew he would be here — you hoped he would. Yet, you felt nervous around him and it was difficult to even answer to a simple greeting.
“Hey,” you mumbled trying to sound as casual as possible.
“You're Y/N, right?” your heart skipped a bit at the way your name sounded on his tongue, “Didn't expect to see you here.”
Heeseung gave you a warm smile and you melted at his expression. Now you remembered why he was so popular and why you liked him that much.
You've never been close, you weren't even friends or buddies. You would just share a few classes, see each other through the study day and that's it. Never even shared a greeting. However, rare smiles that you shared with each other walking through the hallways always gave you a hint of hope for something more. This hope would immediately break down after seeing him smiling the same way to other girls. You guess it never was about you. Just his smile was illegally genuine and warm — or at least it looked like one.
You knew Heeseung loves to have fun with girls but you wouldn't call him a fuckboy or something. He was just a bit nonchalant about that and that's it. Something you've never been. But something you've craved for so badly. And maybe today you could come a bit closer to this dream.
“Yeah, I know. Not a big fan of parties,” you chuckled, brushing a strand of your hair behind your ear.
Heeseung's expression softened and he answered, “I can tell. Never seen you here.”
What? He remembered about your existence? Maybe he even searched you at the parties, hoping you would come another day?..
“You remember me?..” you asked with a clearly surprised expression. Heeseung chuckled in his usual charming way that always managed to make your stomach flip. He brushed away his hair with one hand and looked at you with a grin.
“Of course. How can I forget about such a pretty girl like you?”
Your heart skipped a bit and you swore — you were ready to melt right there on the spot.
“By the way I love your new look. Decided to change style, huh?” Heeseung added, trying not to give away the fact that he noticed your reaction to his previous compliment. He looked deeply into your eyes like he was searching for something there — something that would give your quickly thumping heart away.
“Just wanted something new…” you said in response, shrugging your shoulders and looking down to observe your own outfit like you didn’t carefully choose it yourself hours ago. Meeting Heeseung there was something you hoped for, something you needed to prepare for.
“It suits you, really. You're pretty,” Heeseung repeated for the nth time and it made you suspicious. Why was he giving you so many compliments suddenly? You didn’t even know each other well, get along with the fact you never even talked to each other.
“I get it, I get it. No need in repeating,” you chuckled awkwardly in response, nervously playing with a strand of your hair. Heeseung stepped closer, tasting the waters.
“If someone’s actually pretty, they need to be told about it every minute.”
You made a mistake, lifting your head to look at him. He was standing closer than seconds ago, his face inches away from yours. Heeseung’s eyes were moving up and down, studying your features like he was seeing a rare animal for the first time in his life. His hand slowly moved past your face to gently brush a strand of hair behind your ear. Your breath caught in your throat, you didn’t dare to move, scared to even breathe like it could ruin the moment. Suddenly feeling brave, you opened your mouth.
“Actually, I-” you didn’t end your sentence because of the snapped front door.
what are enhypen members like in a relationship? heeseung ver.
pairing: idols!enhypen × fem!reader
w/c: 1,8k
warnings: relationship development, petnames, kisses, physical touch, smut under cut
a/n: I feel like this one is a bit messy. I just wanted to speak out. it's just my opinion and made for entertainment! you can agree or disagree, that's fine. if you liked it, likes and reposts are welcomed. also let me know if I should do this with other members too.
heeseung jay jake sunghoon sunoo jungwon niki
the first meeting
So, first of all, let's be honest. Have you seen how awkward and embarrassed Heeseung looks around girls? Even Jay in the interview said that Heeseung is actually really shy around females, but he treats everyone nicely. So when you first meet, don't expect him to talk a lot. He would act politely, nodding sometimes as you talk, but not more. He might like you, though. The way you speak, the way you look, the way you laugh. He would be quietly impressed, but wouldn’t think a lot about that, because he meets so many beautiful fans and not only every day. He would be just fascinated and that’s it.
However, as you start to bump into each other more often, he would start thinking “Oh, her outfit today was so nice” or “Her hair looked really cute today”. Maybe he would start to open a little bit more, like when you meet in the elevator he would greet you with a smile and make small talk about weather or something casual. Heeseung would ask, "Which floor are you going to?" just to press the elevator button instead of you.
friendship
When he realizes that you are close friends with Jake, it doesn’t go unnoticed. Sometimes he starts seeing you in the studio, in the practice room, in their dorm after all... Moreover, you get along with other members, which predisposes Heeseung’s trust to you. He’s starting to feel more relaxed around you, getting used to it. And that’s when you become friends with Heeseung too.
He finds out you two have a lot in common, it fascinates him. The way you’re both hardworking, charismatic, kind, gentle and funny. You show your emotions a bit more than him, but it only delights him. You two would play video games together and even though you love it, you kinda suck at games sometimes. He wouldn’t laugh at you, but praise after each game “You did well, though”. During the game, when you make a good move with your character, Heeseung would exclaim “Wow that was good”. And even though you lose a lot, you are never upset with that and always praise Heeseung with a gentle smile. And there is something in your actions that made Heeseung want to give in so you could win just to see your smile and the way you try to make it up for him, so he wouldn’t be upset.
But it’s not just about games. Everything about you just feels right like you were made for each other. Your playful comments, your interests, your reactions. The way you look, the way you talk, the way you rub your eyes, feeling sleepy during a movie. And this is when he realizes that maybe he likes you a bit a lot.
He would understand that immediately, Heeseung knows himself. But he wouldn’t bring it up to you, scared of what to do. Normally, he would put himself together and confess to you no matter what, but right now he’s an idol… And it makes everything 100x more difficult. What if you like him back? Should you two date? But what if someone finds out? Wait, what if you don’t even like him…
With these thoughts Heeseung came up to Jake, your best friend. Actually, he wasn’t the one who brought it up first. It was Jake, who noticed Heeseung's behavior around you.
“Do you like Y/n by the way?” Jake would ask just to make sure, but Heeseung’s red ears, nervous giggle and head in love would tell everything without words.
his confession
He doesn’t care anymore what’s gonna happen. He just feels that it would be honest to confess to you, to let you know his feelings.
He would ask you for a walk and make surprise just for you. Imagine, it’s dark outside and Heeseung leads you to the Han river (sounds scary lol). He closes your eyes with his hands as you come near the place that he prepared. Heeseung slowly guides you, being careful so you wouldn’t stumble. When his steps stop, his hands move away from your face and you see a picnic place that Heeseung organized for you.
So this is where he confesses to you. He’s hella nervous, his voice is quiet.
“I don’t want my words to ruin anything, but I feel like you deserve to know my true feelings. I want to be honest with you. Y/n, I like you. Maybe even more than that. I tried to get rid of this, but that was too difficult. You don’t have to answer back, I just wanted you to know.”
When you say to him that you like him too, his smile is the brightest you’ve ever seen. You two hug each other, when he whispers “Can I be your boyfriend?
And your answer again makes him the happiest person ever.
relationship
I feel like he’s the type to be really awkward and shy at first. Like the first time you would go out somewhere to get used to each other’s presence. Even though you already were friends, now your relationship felt different and you would need time to adjust yourself. Heeseung would definitely be the sweetest guy ever, trying to show himself from the best side as your boyfriend. He would buy you flowers, win plushies in the arcade, text you even when he was at work. He would listen to you attentively, admiring you with a soft smile on his face. Also at the first time, I feel like he would be kinda awkward in the physical way around you. Like you two would hug each other when you met but nothing more. His ears would turn red and his leg would start shaking every time your hands met for a second or when your faces just closer to each other.
But it’s only for the first time. You can tell that when Heeseung gets comfortable, he gets too comfortable. He would start teasing you more, flirting more, touching you more. When he gets confident it’s really rare to see his ears red. He would flirt non-stop, getting really close to you physically. He would act like he was born to make you flustered. You can see how satisfied he looks when fans are blushing around him but if you’re his gf IT’S EVEN WORSE. And Heeseung is definitely the type of guy who would love to be affectionate around members/his friends. Flirting with you just to hear fake throw ups behind him? Oh yeah he loves that.
first kiss
I feel like Heeseung has had his first kiss already, but it doesn't make him less nervous. It's still important for him, he wants you to be comfortable enough, he wants to make it memorable.
One time you are watching a movie together, his hand wrapped around your shoulder, you cuddling. When a movie ends, no one speaks. You just look at each other, your eyes stuck on his lips. Heeseung notices this and looks at your lips too, trying to put himself together to lean closer and gaze into your eyes, “Can I?..”, his voice is a soft whisper. As soon as you nod and give your permission, he slowly leans closer, pressing his lips to yours. He doesn't move first until you really kiss him. He smiles into a kiss, answering back.
18+ UNDER CUT
first time
This bro is inexperienced, but he always tries to do his best. And always succeeds. Heeseung would be really scared to mess up in front of you. Like he's gonna read a lot about sex, watch different videos, even though he is probably not going to find out something new. He just wants to make sure there's nothing he doesn't know about.
When the right time comes, Heeseung is the most gentle and caring person in the world. He's passionate, but slow. He asks you if you are sure a lot of times before doing something. He looks at you with those gentle fascinated eyes, giving you compliments as you take your clothes off.
“You're so beautiful…” he whispers, leaning closer to you to kiss your naked chest, caressing your sides with his hands.
I feel like for the first time he would be kinda shy to talk a lot, but he would remind himself to do it. When he sees your reaction to his words, Heeseung gets more confident. With each moan that follows his movement, he would become braver and bolder.
“That's it, baby…” he murmurs, feeling you clenching around his fingers as he pulls them in and out, warming you up, “You feel so good around me”
He would let you cum before the main part as much as you want. On his fingers, on his tongue. Even though he's really hard and it's difficult to control himself, Heeseung would give you the best he can, making sure you receive enough stimulation.
“Let it go, baby. Let me taste you well” he mumbles before pulling to your pussy again, sliding his tongue inside you, his nose massaging your clit.
He would give himself off for 200%, being in the moment fully. When it comes to the main part, you have already come twice and he still hasn't even once. When you suggested a blowjob, he almost choked on the air, imagining your mouth around his cock, but didn't let you do anything.
“Not today, baby…” he said as his ears turned red. “Or you want to stop? That's okay” Heeseung asked to make sure that you didn't suggest a blowjob just as an excuse.
“No, no, no. I don't want to stop” you answered, pulling him closer by the nape of his neck, “Don't stop…” you whispered and Heeseung couldn't help but smirked. “I got you, princess. I won't stop.”
I can say that when he finally slides inside you it's going to be the best feeling he's ever experienced. And it would become his favorite moment from now.
Also, I feel like he's not into aftercare when it comes to himself, but he cares about you. Like he doesn't care if he's sweaty and covered all over your cum. Heeseung is going to ask you about your feelings first, to help you clean yourself.
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I feel like when he's used to sex with you, he's going to become wild. He just loves to make you feel good, loves to know that he can make you feel that way. He's going to find out a lot of things about himself through sex with you.
It doesn't mean that he would be rude for no reason, only if you ask him to. He's always gentle with you, but also ready to do whatever you want to make you feel good. And trust me, if you want something from him, he's gonna be the best at it. ;)
₊˚⊹synopsis: he comes over only when it's night and the city seems to be asleep. but you're both more than fine with it.
“Heeseung…please…” you pleaded in the pillow, not able to function and formulate full sentences anymore. Your hands were gripping the sheets next to your head, ass lifted in the air, meeting Heeseung’s hips thrusts, back arched for a better angle. Strong arms were gripping your hips, holding you in place and making sure you were taking all of it.
It was your routine at this point. Every time the city fell asleep, Heeseung would come over, hidden in the darkness of the night and carrying himself like he owned everything around. Like he knew for sure that during this time, when you both were sweating on the sheets of your bed, he was the one to own you.
“What are you begging for, pretty?” he asked in a low voice under your ear, his rhythm slowing down, making you groan in frustration. Sensations were getting too good, the warmth of his touch seducing you to be ruined with every second. You wanted to reach that point of pleasure faster, desiring to forget about everything around, to feel like you were in heaven. But Heeseung was always teasing, never ready to give you what you want so simply.
“Please don’t stop… I wanna come…” you gave in, answering his question.
Heeseung smirked at your reply — it obviously boosted his ego. His palm pressed to your lower back, encouraging you to arch it more, while his cock slowly slid inside you even deeper than before.
“Shi— Oh my gosh!..” you moaned, feeling his dick deliciously pressing to your sensitive spot. “Harder, harder… Hee, please, fuck me harder…” your begging only intensified Heeseung’s desire, making him snap. His hips started thrusting into you harder, the rhythm of his movements getting faster, causing you to moan and roll back your eyes.
“Like that, baby? You like it when I’m rough, don't you?” Heeseung asked, feeling how your body started shaking under him. You just desperately nodded your head, not able to talk anymore. “So dumb for my cock, pretty?”
His cock started relentlessly hitting your sensitive spot, your walls clenching around him, warning about release.
“You’re gonna come for me, sweetie?” Heeseung asked, suddenly slapping your ass cheek and making you moan again.
The pleasure hit you suddenly, your whole body shaking, mouth aping in a silent moan. Heeseung’s thrusts didn’t stop, prolonging your orgasm and bringing him closer to his own. When he released his seed in you, his body fell on the bed next to yours, hands wrapping around your waist. You both were heavily breathing, still lost in the moment of pleasure.
“My baby…” Heeseung whispered in your ear, planting kisses on your neck like he actually meant it. Like he wasn’t going to ignore your presence the second you’re in public.
***
“Y/n?” the guy asked, seeing you crossing the hallway. “Are you two close?”
Heeseung casually shrugged his shoulders, putting his hands in the pockets of his jeans.“Nah. Just acquainted,” he answered like those moments you two shared in the silence of the night never existed.
