intern
warnings: smut, mdni, mature themes, virgin!reader, loss of virginity, pining, yearning, idol!hendery x intern!reader, slight power imbalance career wise, soft dom!hendery, kinda perv!hendery, cussing, fingering, oral (fem receiving) protected sex, p in v penetration, multiple orgasms, semi public, hendery is a tease, hendery is also in love, both yn and hendery yearning for each other
summary: power inbalance with hendery, idol x intern trope, experienced!hendery x virgin!reader
requested!
hendery loved the new intern. he thought you were so adorable, so excited about your new big job. you worked in the media department and were constantly being asked to be the one to film any tiktok challenges with the members. following them around, always had a phone out recording them, particularly hendery. you couldn’t help but let your crush on him overtake and you were constantly focusing on him and taking behind the scenes pictures and videos of him whenever and wherever you could, and he was very aware of the effect he has on you.
he was always goofing off for you to capture these funny moments, then after you’d finish recording he was flashing you that famous handsome smile, all charming and gentlemanly, but his internal monologue was anything but. his mind was on a constant loop of everything he wanted to do to you, strip you down, spread your legs and tease you. wants to touch the most intimate and private parts of you, hear your breathy whimpers and coddle you close while he split you open. his members and staff quickly caught on to his fondness of you, always smiling happily when you’re around, always praising you, saying if you keep up the good work you’ll for sure be a permanent member of staff and not just the intern. compliments your camera work and trend ideas, wrapping an arm around your shoulders as you let the video playback for them to watch. he was becoming obsessed with you and it was very obvious.
when he started asking you to dinner you didn’t think twice, just wanting to agree to anything any senior staff member asks of you, trying to impress and improve. he ensures you have a new pretty dress for ever occasion, you’re picked up safely by his driver and brought to the restaurant where he’s waiting for you outside, and of course remains a gentleman walking you in and pulling out your chair. you would both talk about work and what your future plans are for your career, you tell him you want to be a social media manager, and he promises he’ll help make that happen. on your 5th dinner he casually states that these are turning more into dates than business meetings and it makes you blush.
“oppa don’t be ridiculous”
“what? you’re saying you wouldn’t want to be on a date with me? i thought i was your favourite”
he fakes a pout and you laugh, blurting out the next words before your brain can stop you
“you are, it’s just you wouldn’t see me like that”
he’s quiet for a moment, small smirk stretching out into a big smile as realisation washes over you
“i didn’t mean that- i meant because im just an intern”
he doesn’t let you finish
“awe i am your favourite~ i knew you couldn’t resist me”
“oppa stop that’s not what i meant”
“oh so i’m not your favourite?”
“i didn’t mean that either, stop twisting things!”
you throw your napkin at him making him laugh
“you don’t have to pretend you’re not enjoying this so much, i know you’re loving this, being here on a little date with me”
“i do, i like spending time with you and you always treat me really well, but stop lying you know it’s not a date”
“says who? you?”
“no… you, you don’t mean that so stop saying it’s a date”
he lets himself lean back and really look at you, you have this look in your eyes, it’s a mix between sad, yearning and desperation, sad because you genuinely believe he doesn’t expect this to be a real date when that’s all you want, yearning because you have loved him for the longest time, just wishing he would stop joking around so much about your crush, and desperation, a deep desire for him that no one else can cure, unadulterated lust that you wish he would do something about, but believing he never would.
he then leans back in, elbows resting on the table, he’s more serious now
“i know you like me, and i know you wish this was a real date and that i would stop playing around”
“then why do you keep doing it”
“because, like i said, this is a date, you’re my date”
you go to roll your eyes and cross your arms but he grabs your hand gently, as much as he wants to do disgusting things to you, he does also want to love and cherish you, you were perfect to him.
“i mean it, i know im always making fun and playing jokes and don’t ever take things seriously, but i want you, i want you to know i mean it when i say i am happy you always come and eat with me”
you just look at your connected hands and he watches you with a smile
“but im just an intern”
“not for long sweetheart, not with my help, plus intern or not, doesn’t take away from how fucking beautiful you are, i want you know and i’ll want you when you’re a big shot social media manager”
he squeezes your hand gently as you both laugh
“but i’ll help you get there, you’re moving to slow in this company, if you want to make real progress, use me, you have me”
“use you how?”
“who do you think they’ll listen to more? shy intern or loud mouth kpop star?”
you sit in silence knowing he has more influence on the managers and higher ups than you ever will.
“exactly, you need me just as much as i need you, and im not talking about how your panties are sticking to you right now”
your eyes bulge as you look back up at him making him chuckle a little
“but i can definitely help you out with that too”
you take a deep breath, gently sliding your hand from his and continue eating. when your done hendery pays as usual and walks you out to your shared car, hand on your back guiding you out the restaurant and into the mini van
“did you mean what you said earlier?”
“i said a lot of things earlier, you’re going to need to be more specific”
“about… you know… helping me, because if not i’m going to have to quit and never see you again”
he laughs gently and nods his head yes just a little
“yeah, i meant it”
“o-okay…”
“unless you don’t want me to?”
“no i do… omg this is humiliating i sound so desperate”
“it’s okay, i like desperate”
you swallow hard, he doesn’t deny the desperation or humiliation, but instead tells you he likes it. you look out the window to try and hide your blush
“you’re so cute when you’re shy”
he leans down to plant a soft slow kiss on your cheek, sure hendery has always been bold when it came to you, but feeling him on your skin and having his scent fill your senses like this has your body tingling. you turn back and face him and he has to swallow down a groan, you look so fuckable, round eyes filled with want, all big and docile, skin on show in your new pretty dress that he bought you, legs pressed together, hair swept back and hanging down your back. you had this pathetic look in your eyes, lips in a slight pout, probably down to the slight humiliation you feel, or the vulnerability, or both.
“you’re so pretty, prettiest girl i’ve ever seen”
“oppa…”
“hm? what is it pretty girl, tell me”
you just lean your head on his shoulder, the tension has completely sucked the air out of the van, the space between you hendery and the door now feels completely cramped and you don’t find any words, not sure what you want to say, take me? love me? chose me? make me yours? ruin me? fuck me? all of it seemed so easy but completely wrong at the same time, you didn’t know how to express this feeling, it was more than just wanting and needing, you had to have hendery in every single way, needed him in your veins. you wanted to feel every inch of him, fucking into you until you memorised every curve and vein, but you also wanted to have him kiss your forehead and tell you he loves you, taking care of you. you wanted to be his wife, you wanted his babies, you wanted to be his baby, you wanted to be everything to him.
when you don’t say anything, just nuzzled close to him he smiles, your body told him everything he needed to know, he let you stay there, head resting on his shoulder, thighs pressing tighter together and the journey feels like hours at this point
“is that helping?”
“hm?”
“pressing those little legs together? is it helping that ache sweetheart?”
“no…”
his eyes flick up to the driver, he’s focused on the road and your deep enough into the van that he won’t see what’s going on if you both keep quiet enough
“so spread them for me”
you just look up at him, confused, surely he’s not doing this here, not that you’re complaining, but never in a million years did you think he’d be so willing so fast
“come on, spread them. that’s it… good girl”
you spread your legs as much as you can, one of his legs locking around yours so you have space to spread wider and also so you can’t snap them shut around his hand
“can i touch you baby?”
the word baby rings in your ears, it’s all you ever wanted to hear him say, call you his baby, use the pet name on you like it’s always been true and you whimper just a tiny bit
“please…”
he hums and his hands come to the hem of your dress, flipping it up against your stomach, revealing your panties to him
“so pretty baby, you always wear pretty lingerie to business meetings?”
you just push your face deeper into his chest, trying to hide. he laughs again before his fingers are ghosting over you through your panties and he feels how wet and warm they are
“oh you really did need this huh? fucking soaked through”
“hendery…”
“hm?”
he just smirks as you whimper and grab hold of his forearm, but it’s no use, he keeps brushing his fingers over your panties before your hips start twitching and twisting and that’s when he finally dips underneath the fabric and touches you for real, fingers immediately in your sopping folds, it’s so wet and slippery and he can’t help the groan he lets out when he feels it for the first time.
“so wet for me”
you whine and grind into his touch and he chuckles dryly as he keeps moving his fingers. precise tight circles over your clit before moving down your slit to gather more of your slick, fingertips lightly pressing against your opening. you twist your upper body into him more and hold onto him tight.
“has anyone ever touched you here baby?”
“n—no…”
“sweet girl, i’ve got you, let me take care of you baby, gonna feel so good”
you nod against him furiously, and his heart and stomach are doing somersaults, knowing he’s the first person to touch you like this, the first person who’s going to feel those virgin walls wrap around him. he hopes he’s the first person you’ve wanted to do this to you. he presses a finger into you slowly, it’s so tight around just his single digit, wet and warm and he just presses his finger along your walls, trying to find that spot. when you moan out loud, body caving in and legs trying to close he knows he’s got it
“yeah? right there?”
“yes… oh my god…”
he knows the driver can hear you, your not doing a good job of being quiet, but he’s just as guilty. he pumps his finger into you slowly, dragging along your insides and repeatedly hitting that spongey spot, before he’s adding a second finger, the stretch feels impossible for you but he perseveres, scissoring his middle and ring finger slightly to stretch you out before he goes back to curling them against that spot that has you squeaking. the arm that’s holding you against him wraps higher around your shoulders then your neck, practically having you in a choke hold as his hand clamps around your mouth
“keep quiet for me pretty girl, i know it feels so good”
you look up at him with teary eyes, hair slightly a mess and skin flushed while he holds you close. he flashes that charming smile at you again as he can see the dip in your eyebrows, both of your breathing heavy as the wet squelch of your core echos in the back seat. your squeezing his fingers like crazy and he can tell you’re getting close the harder your chest rises and falls.
“you’re doing so good sweetheart, that’s it, keep grinding down on my hand, fuck your self on my fingers”
you keep grinding like he says, his palm driving into your clit with every movement and soon the rope inside you burns through, snapping and combusting and you’re letting go on impact, warm creamy cum spilling out of you, he draws his fingers out of you and rubs your clit through your orgasm spreading the sticky wetness over your folds before his hand is slipping out pulling your panties back over your core, patting them gently once they’re in place and you twitch. you look to his hand and fingers, wet and shiny with your release watching as he brings them to his lips and sucks them clean, releasing you from his hold. you lick your lips as the way his tongue comes out to clean the in between of his fingers then you lock eyes.
with his now wet fingers he wraps a hand around your wrist, bringing your palm to his hard on and you feel how hot and solid it is against his pants
“hendery…”
“it’s all yours if you want it princess”
“not here…”
“okay angel, but can you keep your hand on it? feels so good”
you nod as you keep your hand pressed firmly against his crotch, fingers curling around the shape of him slightly squeezing making him groan
“fucking tease”
you look at him, you expect him to be angry at your teasing but he has that sly smirk on his face and a slight grumble of a laugh in the back of his throat as he speaks letting you know he’s not really mad.
when the car stops outside his apartment building he’s guiding you out of the car, your legs still shaky and he has a strong hand on the small of your back as he lets you inside and up to his front door. when you enter it’s clean and masculine, a little organised chaos on his coffee table but not the man cave you were expecting
“you okay? we don’t have to do anything else”
“i want to”
“yeah?”
“yeah”
“alright, come with me baby”
he’s holding your hand as he leads you to his bedroom, again, it’s clean with some music equipment scattered on his desk and he lets you sit on the bed and stands between your legs, looking down at you like you’re the only person in the whole world, holding your face with one hand as his other gently soothes your hair back
“such a pretty girl”
he feels your cheeks heat up under his palm making him smile gently, not the teasing or charismatic smile, a genuine look of adoration
“beautiful girl, such an angel for me”
you don’t know why but the praise and attention from the one person you’ve ever wanted it from gets you emotional, tears forming in your eyes again, but the good kind. he coos at you, leaning down to capture your lips in a kiss and you both smile into it. of course he wants to have you in all kinds of filthy ways, wants to have you screaming his name, clawing at his back, wants to tease and break you, but seeing you so vulnerable like this, knowing you’ve never done anything like this before he knows he needs to hold back from his own greed. when he pulls back he’s gently pushing your shoulders back, laying you out under him, your legs naturally spread either side of his legs as he stands in between them still.
“can i taste you?”
“but you— what about you?”
“forget about that for now baby, forget about me, just let me make you feel good, then you can have me”
you nod and watch as he brings your legs up to rest on the bed, knees bent as he pushes them down. pushing your dress up again, and fingers hooking on to your panties pulling them fully off. you lift your hips to help him and when they’re fully discarded he has a strong grip on your thighs as he admires you for the first time properly, eyes locked on the way your pussy still glistens, still clenching around nothing and he groans at the sight
“fucking gorgeous baby”
“please…”
“i know”
he drops to his knees at the foot of the bed, wrapping his arms around both your legs and pulling you closer to the edge, his face pushes in right to your core and he takes a deep breath in through his nose, breathing in your scent before his mouth is attached to you, you start to whine and grab at his sheets, back arching in the immediate pleasure he gives you. he switches from long wet licks all over to deep harsh sucks of your clit, whole mouth engulfing your core. you’re whining loud, no longer confined to the back of the car, no longer needing to keep quiet, he hums against you as you grind down on his face, nose bumping your clit as he tongues your entrance. the vibrations set your body on fire, legs thrashing in his hold and his palm presses your abdomen down keeping you in place
“so fucking sweet, could eat this pussy every day”
“fuck— feels so good! you feel so good hendery! hngh!”
he’s back in, lips wrapped around your clit and before long your releasing, his tongue catching as much of it as he can. he laps you up, tongue darting out to lick you clean. when he pulls back and starts up your writhing on the bed, legs spread so he can still see the swollen sight of your cunt drenched in his spit and your cum. he palms himself a little as you look up at him. the sound of his belt buckle clinking free and his pants zipper bring you out of your daze slightly, sitting up on your elbows as you watch him free himself from his pants and boxers as he pushes his clothes to the floor and steps out of them, his shirt and tie following soon after
“you sure?”
“yes, please hendery i need you”
he nods and crawls over your body, reaching into his nightstand and pulls out a condom, ripping it open and rolling it on, you watch as he slides it over his length, it’s thicker and longer than you had imagined it, not that you imagined it to be small and unsatisfactory, it was just not what you had thought you’d be taking for your first time and you grew nervous. he noticed your apprehension and his hand slides into yours, leaning down to kiss your forehead before his free hand reaches down and pumps himself a few times. lifting your legs up and wrapping them around his waist carefully as he begins to push in. he grinds his teeth together, hissing out at the squeeze around him, your whining and crying as he pushes in
“just a little more baby, i’m almost there”
“nhnm! too big!”
“it’ll fit baby, just breathe for me, relax, gonna be harder if you’re all tensed up like this, you’re doing so good”
his hands sooth over your stomach, pushing your dress even higher then he’s sliding his hand into yours again as you begin to relax. when your body goes limp again he pushes the rest of him in, brushing the back of your hand with his thumb
“that’s it, good girl, taking me so fucking well, tell me when to move baby”
the praise has you tingling and he lets you adjust, tears slipping down your cheeks with mascara running, the stretch isn’t like with his fingers or tongue, it’s naturally much thicker and the feeling of his sitting hot and heavy inside you is different and he’s so patient waiting for you, using his whole strength to hold back from just bucking into you and fucking you into next week.
“o-okay, you can move”
“good girl”
he starts to move, rocking into you deep but slow. long rolls of his hips against you, pressing his hips into your ass and before long your lifting your arms around his neck, nails clawing into his shoulders and dragging them down as your arms drop to his waist, you just feel him, his chest, waist, abs, v lines, you don’t know what to do with your hands and he basks in the slight sting of the fresh red lines you left down his back. he picks up his pace gradually, watching your reactions to his movements and speed, when your eyes roll back as he snaps his hips harsh against you, feeling his balls slap agaisnt your clit he smirks again, then hearing your screams as he find that spot inside you expertly again he’s speaking up
“feel good baby? am i making you feel good?”
“yes! holy shit! hendery!”
“keep screaming my name baby”
you oblige, his name ripping out of your throat like it’s the only thing you know how to say, moans and screams matched with his name motivates him to keep going, keeping the same rhythm and speed that you responded the best to. holding himself up on his knees as he keeps going, hand pushing your abdomen down again as you start to arch into him.
“fuck… squeezing me so good baby so fucking tight, cunt feels so fucking good baby, doing so well”
you whine as he brings you closer and closer again, feeling that white hot heat inside of you, feeling the band pulling tighter and tighter before it snaps and you gush around him, squirming as you cum around him and he watches astonished, he can’t help but watch as you leak and dribble around him, cum bubbling around him slightly as he keeps pushing in, he praises you while he presses his hips deep in and he unloads into his condom, you can feel the warmth of it filling the rubber inside of you and it leaves you shaking, goosebumps rising in your skin, if you had both been a little bolder you would’ve loved to feel it filling you up and painting your walls, but falling pregnant after your first time is not something you would have wanted.
he pulls out gently, rubbing your clit still on gentle slow motions, letting you ride out your high and his free hand pulls the condom off his shaft, drawing it back with a snap. when he can tell you’re spent, drawing on overstimulation from his fingers he pulls back dropping the condom on the trash can and getting back onto the bed with you, helping you sit up
“you good?”
“y— yeah… was i okay? i wasn’t weird or anything?”
he laughs at your remark, god you were so endearing
“you were perfect, did so good, was i okay? did you feel okay?”
“more than okay, that was… it was great, all of it”
“i’m glad, but you gotta get up and pee, don’t want to risk a uti”
“o-oh okay”
“don’t worry, it just happens if you don’t flush the bacteria out, so go pee”
“but you wore a condom”
“the bacteria of your cum sweetie, can you walk?”
you start to stand and your legs are shaking worse than before, feeling a little burn when you move and limp, he doesn’t say anything else, just reaching out and lifting you up princess style, carrying you to the bathroom, holding your dress as you pee
“it burns”
“i know, it’s normal, you’re okay”
you just nod and finish your business, he helps you stand and you wipe, squirming a little from the stimulation making him chuckle. as you both wash your hands and he carries you back to the bed.
“let me get this dress off you baby, arms up”
he unties the ribbons on the back of your dress and loosens the corset, lifting it up once it’s lose enough, when he pulls it off your hair is covering your face making you both laugh
“i’ll get better at that i promise”
he brushes your hair out your face with an amused smile and kisses your nose, wiping some left over tears and mascara from your cheeks
“i’ll get you a shirt, stay there~”
he goes to one of his drawers, pulling out a clean shirt and he pulls it on over your head when he’s back next to you
“hendery…”
“mhm”
“what now?…”
“we go to sleep silly”
you sigh, you don’t want this little fling to be just a one time deal, especially since he knows how much you like him
“i mean like, is this it? like for us? did you just want to sleep with me? and now i’ll be back to being just the intern?”
“no baby, come here”
he’s pulling you to sit on his bare lap, soothing your back
“is that what you want?”
“no- not at all, i just- i want more, more than just sex, i want you, all of you, the dumb silly goofy guy and the caring tentative man like tonight, i want to experience it all, but i’m just me”
“and what does ‘just me’ mean?”
“the quiet coworker, the intern, the intern with a crush on you”
“i said i’d help you right? i didn’t mean like just getting you further a head in your career, i meant for like anything, i like you too if it wasn’t obvious the way i was just blowing your back out”
you laugh and hit his chest making him laugh too
“i wouldn’t have done any of that if i didn’t like you, i definitely wouldn’t have taken your virginity if i wasn’t planning on doing more with you, you’re really special to me, and i want to love you for a long time, the longest time if you’ll let me”
you bring him in for a kiss, not the rushed desire filled kiss like earlier, but gentle and longing and full of love
“please love me… i’ll love you too, i have loved you”
“of course baby, you’re mine, my girl, just for me”
you nuzzle into him getting comfy in his bed, letting him wrap you up in his sheets and your hand grazes his bare abs, letting your fingertips feel his skin and wrap a leg over his, both your bare skin melting into each other, you fall asleep first and he watches you, kissing your head before he falls asleep too.
