Finally, the holidays are here. No more early alarms, early classes and those annoying professor. Sure, you'll be seeing them again after a week, on the other hand, hello bed and hello food.
You're especially excited for the place you and your family will be staying at for the holidays, a ski resort on the mountains. You could almost smell the fresh baked cookies, the fireplace, the hot chocolate, the pine trees, and the food that'll be placed on the table.
You were supposed to be home an hour ago but a professor made a tedious lecture. He could've just let that one pass. Since it is a holiday the next day and everyone is excited to go home. But no, he insisted of going through his lecture. Throughout the lecture his students were sleeping, texting, anything other than listening basically.
You could've just ditched that class but that effing Prof has an issue about attendance. He once failed a student for having three consecutive absences. Like what the fuck?! As a result, his students are afraid of ditching his class especially now that we are seniors.
The moment the bell rung, students dashed to the door not minding the unpleasant gaze the Prof's giving. You just walked passed everyone. You’re excitement now gone.
You arrived home sun down; rush hour is such a bummer.
"I'm home" as you opened the door, only to be greeted by silence.
Where could everyone be? School was so exhausting that you didn't mind people missing in the house. You were about to change when you see an envelope on your bedside table.
'I know you're excited for the holidays but your mom just got married and we wanted to have a honeymoon. So please spare this holiday for us and just stay at home. We'll make it up to you when we get back. For the mean time, just spend the holiday indoor. We already bought groceries so no need to shop. You're in charge of making your meals don't you dare skip meals.
Ps. I don't want any grand kids yet. So please use protection
XOXO MOM'
Just as you finish reading the letter, you felt a presence creep behind you.
"Welcome home" the person said in a throaty voice making you shiver."So you read the letter. Dad sent me one as well. They didn't want to send you a text message 'cause they know you were gonna disagree and might ditch your class." He continued, making his way to the buttons of your blouse. So you turned around.
"What can I do? I was excited to go skiing, weren't you excited, oppa?" You replied looking up to him. You brushed you lips onto his, teasing him.
"Too bad, they went without us" but he thought otherwise. "Now we have the house for ourselves. I have activities in mind for us." He whispered right next to your ear, heat was starting to pool inside you.
You stopped his hands from fumbling the last button. He was looking elsewhere, specifically on your brassiere now showing. You angled his face to look at you. You peppered him kisses but before he could even respond, you pulled away.
"Aaww. Too bad my Prof gave us a book report for the holiday." You said in an apologetic way and gave his hair a brush. You loved the way his hair falls just above his eyes. It made him look young and manly at the same time.
"But we have the whole holiday for ourselves and you choose to do homework?" He was dismayed with what you said.
"That's the point. We have the whole holiday so why rush? I'll be done in a jiffy. Ok oppa?" You cheered him up with a kiss..
He noticed how drowsy you looked and decided to give in.
"Fine. Just finish your work and I'll take care of the chores. You rest for now." He carried you to the bed and made his way to the closet.
He may look like a cold guy but he's such a sweetheart once you get to know him. He snatched a shirt and a pajama for you to change on. He even removed your clothes and helped you put it on. It wasn't awkward for you guys to be naked around each other anymore. It felt comfortable actually. He then tucked you to bed and stayed ‘til you were asleep.
It has been 3 months since your stepdad came with his son, Wonwoo, into your life. You and your mother were living together your whole life without any support from others.
You never asked where your father was, for you know that he probably went with another woman or he was dead. Besides, you were happy with just your mom by your side. You two were basically best friends, you shared secrets and communication was never an issue. But everything changed when she met your step dad.
You noticed that she was going home late or she would always leave whenever you come home from school and comes back late at night. At first, you didn't mind, she was an adult and maybe work was having a crisis. So you let her be.
But this routine went on for months. You felt neglected by your own mother. So you waited one night 'til she arrived from who-knows-where. The car sure looked expensive and the man as well. At first, it looked like it was the usual employer-employee relationship, but they started making out at the front door.
You couldn't take it anymore, so you pulled out your mother just before they finish each other's face. You were pissed off; if she wanted a new partner in life she could just tell you. You won't mind, but being set aside for another person. That was not cool.
You guys had a fight. You ended up saying something that hurt her and next thing you know her palm was on your cheek. That was the worst night of your life. You ran out and met her guy. He did looked decent and a person who would cherish her. But your mind is clouded with rage. You slept in your friend's house for the night.
When you went home the next day, your mom was wearing the same clothes she wore last night. Bags were visible under her eyes, gone was her perfectly styled hair. All your disappointment vanished and ended up hugging her. You both bawled your eyes out. That's when you realized the guy from last night was there as well.
They talked about their plans- that they were planning on getting married. He had a son and that's when you appreciated him more- he stayed with your mom the whole night, instead of going home to where his son is.
Your soon-to-be-stepdad was nice and all. He was caring to your mother and to you as well. He was the perfect dad and husband. You couldn't ask for more. If he was perfect, his son was not.
Jeon Wonwoo, he didn’t leave a good impression on you the first time you met. If his father had a very warm aura and this cheery vibe, Wonwoo was the complete opposite. His hair was long that it almost covered half his face. He looked so gloomy with that black shirt and gray beanie that the restaurant looked dimmer when he entered. You don’t know if it’s just a statement because he was in a band but every time you saw him, he’s clothes were dark.
It was the day your new family moves in your house. Your mom and dad- ghad that sounded new decided that your brother- a foreign word once again, will be moving in with you. 'Cause they felt that I would be more comfortable with our house than moving into a new one. Or was that their excuse to save money? Either which, it was an advantage for you; your house was near the school, compared to the one they were planning to buy. Besides, you didn't want to clean up your things and pack up- just thinking about it is exhausting.
So back to the story, you just got home from the university. You were informed that today was the day your...dad and brother, will move in. But there was no moving truck outside. They must've delayed it.
School was tiring and the only thing that could appease your tiredness was your bed. You skipped your way to your room, knowing that there won't be anyone in the house. A figure was on your bed, sleeping peacefully. He was clearly not wearing clothes- the duvet was covering half of his body, the lower part. So you couldn't really tell.
The room was dark; the only light source was outside. The light illuminating outside the window gave him a spotlight. He looks perfect on the bed. His disheveled hair goes perfectly with the duvet over him. It feels like you're being lured into his body and to him as well.
You should be shouting by now, asking for help, making that person leave, everything a normal person would do. But you did nothing. You were just standing there, admiring his half-covered body. He started shifting, turning his face towards you.
And who do we have here? If it wasn't your stepbrother, Jeon Wonwoo. What is he doing here? I thought they were not here yet.
"Yah! Wake up! What are you doing in my room?" You pushed him out of your bed but he wasn't even budging.
You thought of something that might actually wake him up.
You went above him and tried giving him a kiss. Yeah, that's used for princesses to wake up but no one said that you can't do it to a prince. Ok, you kinda wanted to stole a kiss too.
You parted your legs making him in between you. Your arms were on either side of his head to support your weight.
It was just a simple kiss but you can't help it and moved your lips on his. You felt your kiss getting deeper. But he was asleep, wasn't he? Your kiss went down to his jaw. You were starting to nip his skin.
"What do you think you're doing?" A deep voice startled you. It was from Wonwoo.
You stopped nipping his skin and noticed that you've left marks oh his skin. You then faced him after feeling satisfied on how his skin looked.
"What am I doing? Shouldn't I be the one asking you that?" You tried diverting the question. You didn't know how to answer his question.
What am I supposed to say? That I was trying to stole a kiss from him? Never.
"Can you please move? I can't answer if you're just above me." He tried moving away from you but you loved the position you're in. So why bother moving?
"What if I don't want to?
"You wouldn't want to know." He looked so serious that you were starting to feel uncomfortable looking into his eyes. But it was drawing you closer.
"Try me." And you shifted above him 'cause you're starting to feel uncomfortable.
"You better leave before I make you." he grabbed you on the arms, leaning forward meeting you eye to eye. "Too late."
Before you knew it, he flipped you over. You were now below him and your legs unconsciously tangled on his waist.
"I warned you." And his lips met your lips. He's kisses were fast and rough. You can't keep up with his speed.
"Open your mouth." And you did.
This isn't your first time making out with someone but this is the first time someone made you feel so hot with just kissing. The way his hands never let a part of your body feel left out. His kisses made its way to your jaw. You angled your face for a better access.
Just when you're about to start enjoying, he decided to stop. You can't help but groan in protest.
"This is wrong. " His breath was fanning your neck. His hair was tickling your face but you enjoyed having him above you.
"Yeah." You uttered in a less convincing way, as your hand reached his waistband.
He grabs your hand but doesn't stop you from actually playing with his boxers; his hand was just holding your wrist. He was breathing in a quick manner same as you did. His chest against your chest. Your heartbeats in sync. It was soothing but it didn't lessen your libido even a bit .You wanted more.
"You should stop me. Before anything happens. ‘’ you can't help but chuckle at his cuteness.
"I should be the one saying that. Look at what my hands are doing on your body. I'm working wonders. "He looked you square in the eyes and kissed you.
He enveloped his arms on your waist. You reached out to his front and palmed him. You can't help but notice on how big it is. You tightened your grip onto it. He stops kissing you and began to guide your hands inside his pants. He was nipping your ear while his hand reached back and unclasped your bra. And the other starts making its way to your thigh slightly giving it a pinch.
"Enough, I'll come fast." he breathed to your neck.
“Exactly what I want. “
He reached out to your shirt and completely discarded it across the room. His warm hands fondled with your breasts which earned a moan from you. Both of you now half-naked, could feel each other more. Pants and groans is all that could be heard in the room,
He stopped for a moment “I want you. All of you.” Then reached for your pants.
You knew you’d end up regretting this later but you wanted him more. You removed your pants hurriedly and saw that he has removed his too. You wanted to explore his body more but Wonwoo wasted no time and pushed you down inserting his to you. Your moan got trapped in his mouth as your tongues battled, searching every corner of you mouths.
His thrusts were fast but gentle. He would whisper things in your every now and then to see if he was hurting you. You were near.
“Oppa, faster. I’m cumming.” You met his thrusts. Your legs hanging in the air as he thrusts faster. You screamed his name as you came but he didn’t stop. He held both your legs as he thrusted more while gripping your breasts. It didn’t take him long before he came. He released all over your torso. He fell on your side facing you. You felt sticky but you were too tired to even think of cleaning it off.
Wonwoo got up and grabbed a tissue to wipe you up.
“I’m sorry for cumming all over you.” You sat up and wore your shirt.
“Its fine, I apologize for disturbing your sleep.”
“If that’s how I’ll be woke everyday, I’d be glad to have you as my wake up call.”
You both laugh at each other’s silliness. But you remembered that you’re both siblings now and everything that happened was wrong. He must have noticed your change. Wonwoo placed his hand over yours.
“Hey, I know you might think this is wrong but it’s not. We are not siblings by blood or by law. The only thing that connects us both is our parents and I think they won’t mind if we both do something that adults do. “
You appreciate how he tried to cheer you up but you already knew that. You’re problem is how you just had sex with someone who you just met for a few times and you barely know him. What if he has a disease? Oh my ghad. We didn’t use condom. Thought started running in your head.
“Oh no. We did not use condom.”
“I didn’t come inside you.”
“I know. But what if you have STD (sexually transmitted disease)? Then you could’ve passed it on me. OH no.”
“I’m clean ok. “
“How would I know? I barely know you.” You were practically shouting now and panicking. You were pacing back and forth,
“I am clean. I don’t just go and have sex with anyone you know.” He was clam but you were freaked out on how calm he is.
“ Oh please. You’re in a band, boys who are in a band tend to whore a lot and pick up chicks. And how would you know you’re clean? Do you go to the doctor every month? Do you-“
“’Cause you’re the first girl I had sex with. Happy now?” you saw how color rushed to his cheeks.
You were shocked with his sudden confession, “And you expect me to believe that?” after banging me?He was good, not that i can compare him to anyone.
Wonwoo was trying hard to control his patience. He just confessed and you still didn’t believe him.
“You are my first. So could you shut your mouth now?” he was getting a headache with all your walking and ranting.
“NO. I will not stop talking. You know what I’ll go-“you were cut off when wonwoo grabbed you and fell down to the bed, his arms around you, hugging you from behind.
“You sure talk a lot. I have to sleep more. I practiced ’til dawn and I had to carry all my things here. I didn’t know where my room is so I just placed all my things here for the mean time.” His voice did sound tired. You turned around to see his eyes half-closed but he still looked at you directly.
“I’m sorry. It’s just that you were my first too and we barely know each other then suddenly we had sex and I don’t kno-“he kissed you to stop you from thinking too much.
“We live in the same house now. We have all the time to get to know each other we would do all the steps in getting to know one another properly. We just kind of went ahead and did the last part though.” You smiled and reached out for his face.
His eyes were the shade of black; it looked so dark but holds warmness in it. Maybe you can get to know one another properly this time, you wanted to know him, you wanted to know everything about him.
“Since when did you guys get so close?”
“Mom/Dad!”
So hey guys.How are y’all? This has been in the drafts for about 2 years or so. i apologize in advance for the errors and for being hiatus for so long. I can’t say that we are not in hiatus anymore but I just wanted to post this first. Love you guys for staying and waiting. ‘Till we meet again.
“Y/N, let’s break up.” You looked up to him smiling, trying to find any glint of joking in his eyes but to no avail, there was none.
“That’s not a good joke Mingyu.” You laughed-fakely as you hit him lightly in the chest, hiding nervousness. You noticed he’s been distant with you these days and it would be a lie to say that you didn’t notice it. You tried to brush it off away that maybe, just maybe he’s just stressed from work since they’re planning to come back by the end of the month, but it seems that God isn’t on your side this time.
“I’m not joking Y/N. Let’s break up.” He had stated firmly with cold eyes boring straight into your soul, the warm hazel eyes that used to look at you with such compassion, seemed like a cold, dark, black-hole. You let out a breath that you didn’t know you were holding for God knows how long as your mind tried to digest the words he had just said.
“W-why?” Your breath hitched, wondering where you even got the confidence to even ask ‘why’ when in reality, his answer was the thing you were most afraid of.
“I don’t love you anymore.” You felt a sharp pang of pain in your chest, as if it was pricked by a thousand needles, it hurt so much you felt like dying. Tears clouded your vision as your breathing was unstable, it was suddenly hard to breathe. You never imagined that those five words will come out from his mouth, that you loved so much, to hear him say it without any hesitation. I don’t love you anymore. You laugh bitterly, thinking that those mere five words can make you like feel like trash and make your world start to crumble down.
“Is that the only reason Kim Mingyu?” you asked tauntingly, you knew that what he’ll say will hurt you even more, but it’s much better to know everything at the moment than to learn all about it later. You were a masochist, you knew that, but you needed it in order for you to move on properly, and just forget about him completely, even if it means losing yourself in the process.
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So basically, Kate challenged me to write a prompt scenario because I’ve been struggling in writing to the point where I can’t even write a word, it was all just in my head. I have all the plots, i already draw the pictures in my mind but it just won’t work ugh. And this is it, so if this is lacking i’m really sorry T_T I HOPE YOU ENJOY THIS TEASER :) and oh this is untitled because I don’t want to spoil the content lololol
This was definitely not how you wanted your weekend to be.
When you agreed to spend the weekends with your boyfriend, you were looking forward to some alone time, night cuddles, cute dates, or maybe a romantic dinner out, but that obviously wouldn’t be the case when your significant other was brooding in jealousy.
It was never your intention to ‘flirt’ with his fellow member, in all honesty, the only reason why you seemed unexpectedly ‘close’ all of a sudden was only because you were asking for help, but he seemed to think otherwise.
“Which one should I wear for tonight?” Your towel-clad figure asked your sulking boyfriend who sat on the edge of the bed, face totally un-amused as he seemed completely engrossed in his phone, in each hand you held a dress, the two of them in different styles. One was an off-shoulder red dress that cut off mid-thigh, and the other was a cream maxi dress that he got you on your birthday last year. His eyes never left his gadget, you slightly frown at his attitude.
“Why don’t you ask Jun, I’m sure he’d love to help.” He answered in a bored tone; you narrowed your eyes in annoyance.
“Why would I ask him? He’s not my boyfriend, you are.” You replied with an edge, he fake-chuckled.
“Oh, for a minute there I thought you forgot.” You noticed his fingers were now tapping furiously against the screen, still not making eye contact with you. You just stay silent, honestly tired of trying. What’s the use of talking to him if he wasn’t going to listen anyway.
“I’ll wear the red one then.” You smile, masking your annoyance; you were normally patient with him when it came to stuff like this yet you felt extremely bothered by it for some reason. But when you uttered those words, he lets out a scoff, you raise your eyebrows in question.
“So you could seduce every man in the restaurant?” You glared at him furiously, taking a deep breath in and out, carefully channeling your emotions. “Good, you go do that.” He finished.
And here you thought you two were going to have a peaceful dinner, but it seems like that wasn’t the case considering how bratty he was being, which also surprised you, what got his panties in a twist.
You take a few steps towards him, running your hands through his hair lovingly in a calming way, but when he slapped your hand away, an irritated frown etched on his face, you couldn’t help but feel greatly hurt at the gesture.
“You know what? Let’s not go out for dinner anymore.” You say, throwing the dresses back in the closet, as you take quick strides to tuck yourself in bed. It was only then his head had snapped towards you looking at you incredulously, as if he was asking ‘are you serious?’. You weren’t surprised why, he was already dressed and ready, he was only waiting for you, and then you suddenly had to call it off, who wouldn’t be pissed?
“What?” he says in disbelief, you only ignore him and shut your eyes, blocking out his voice.
“Y/N, we are going.” He strictly announced, you roll your eyes in response.
“Go by yourself.” You mutter, hiding yourself fully under the soft comforter which was not even a few seconds later, ripped from your frame. You shivered at the sudden chills that crept up your slightly damp body, your towel threatened to fall off as you flinch in surprise, at the edge of the bed stood your boyfriend, the blanket in his hands as he stared at you with sharp eyes. He was definitely on the shorter side, yet he seemed so tall and mighty at that moment, but the intimidation you were feeling was being dampened by your extreme annoyance towards him.
“Jihoon, what the fuck.” You cursed sharply, you could see his eyes twitch at your raised voice; he didn’t like the tone you were using. You ignore his stares, and you crawl to the edge of the bed begrudgingly just to grab the soft sheet of heaven (quite roughly) out of his hands and to resume in your original position.
“Y/N, I’m already fucking dressed.” He swore, “You’re being a baby.” He mutters, running his hands through his styled-hair which now turned messy, messily-hot. But dismissing those unnecessary thoughts, you scoff in phony amazement.
“Me?” You looked around the room almost animatedly, “I’m being a baby?” You point to yourself in disbelief, “Whose the baby here?” Your tone was now slightly raising as you continued on with your words, “You’re the one who is getting all jealous, thinking that I’m hitting it off with your band member, behind your fucking back.” He stiffens in his spot upon hearing the word ‘jealous’, he felt something inside him tick.
“Why? Aren’t you?” He spat, you glare at him, furiously.
“I don’t even know where you’re getting all these fucking ideas!” You flail your arms in the air, feeling completely hopeless, he is so fucking stubborn. “This is why I don’t want to go to dinner with you, if all we’re going to do is fight then-”
“Oh, so you want to go for dinner with him instead? Is that what you want?” You refrained yourself from face-palming at how difficult he was fucking being. You could only look at him in disbelief as you only sat there quietly, debating whether or not you were just going to leave, because if you don’t, soon enough, you’ll probably say things you don’t mean.
“I bet that’s what you want, because everything’s better when Jun’s here.” He mimicked your voice, in a voice that was obviously far from yours just to mock you.
You try to calm yourself down, speaking once again in a calm tone.
“Jihoon, listen.” You breathed, “For a minute, can you just please calm down and let me-” “No.” He snapped back, you raised your eyebrow in question, now you just really feel like slapping him.
“You’re fucking cheating on me.” He growled, your eyes stung, you bit your lip, biting back a comeback, your heart hurts. When he saw the salty tears brimming in your eyes, he felt like he just got punched in the gut. How could he even think of something like that?
You looked so hurt, so sad, and it was all because of him. His face slightly dropped, and he moved to take a step closer.
But you couldn’t possibly blame him, right? He knew that you and Jun were really good friends, considering you knew Jun long before Jihoon ever did. Jun was the person who introduced you to him, he could never forget the first day you two had first met.
“Jun!” Jihoon stared curiously and shocked at the sight in front of him, a figure clung on to his band mate’s frame in a warm and tight hug, “It’s been so long, what have you been doing nowadays, huh?” Jihoon felt his breath hitch, the moment he laid his eyes on you, he knew, you were dangerous.
Just the sound of your voice gave him shivers, it seemed too pure for anything, the way you moved with grace, even if you were just standing it seemed like the most prettiest thing ever, your eyes, god your eyes. They shined so bright, it’s like you held all the stars in them, and your smile. Fuck, you looked so beautiful, and shit did he sound like a fucking sap.
Just looking from afar, he felt like he was glued in place, it was like time stopped. It seemed cliché but when is love never cliché? He felt heavy, his heart was hammering in his chest, his palms grew sweaty, but the second your eyes landed on him, it was like he forgot how to breathe.
“Woozi-ya, this is Y/N.” Jun introduced you to him, but even though he was standing there right beside you, his only focus was on you. You smile, and bowed.
He’s cute, you thought.
“Hello.” You greet, oh my fucking-, Jihoon mentally cursed. He ended up just staring at you like a deer in headlights, you giggle at his state. Jun chuckled beside you, as if it wasn’t anything new.
“He’s not really used to girls, he’s never dated.” Jihoon wanted to slap Jun silly, sending a small glare to his friend, the humiliation. But you only look at him in disbelief, “Really?” Jihoon gulped as he stared at you, those innocent eyes. He wanted to get to know you.
“You’d think a handsome guy like him would be taken already.” You give him a small smirk, and from there he just, lost it.
Yep, she’s dangerous.
But now he just wasn’t so sure anymore, he thought he could keep quiet about it and not let things like that bother him. But, it was just really suspicious. You and him and been dating for quite a while now, almost half a year and ever since you’d started, the skin ship lessened between you and Jun. But it was totally understandable, you were in a relationship now, you two know your limits very well, but the two of you had never developed any kind of feelings other than friendship. You both have gone through so much together in the years when you’d grow up together but, the two of you, together? You really couldn’t see it, you both treated each other like siblings, and the two of you had already talked about it once, when you two were curious about dating in the early years. But it just seemed so weird and awkward. So, you two decided to leave it at that. It was like dating your sibling, so no thanks.
But these days, he’d been noticing you and Jun would have secret escapades together. It didn’t happen only once, but more than three times, he didn’t think bad about it at first but you two would then share whispers amongst each other, and when he’d ask what it was about, you two would just exchange knowing looks. He didn’t pry and force you to tell him, since it was most likely probably an inside joke between you two, but he just really got suspicious when he saw you and Jun one night, in the kitchen, at midnight, giggling and talking, and what was it about?
Jihoon’s feet groggily padded against the wooden floors, feeling a bit chilly, the lights were off and he was blindly making his way to the kitchen, he had just woken up from a deep sleep when he suddenly felt thirsty, and he had to take care of his throat for his singing. The halls slowly gained light as he noticed that the kitchen light was on at the end of the hall, and he heard small thumps and faint conversation. But again, he didn’t think of it much because it could’ve been Mingyu or the maknae, maybe grabbing some midnight snacks.
As he neared the destination he saw you, he grinned to himself sleepily and tip-toed his way to surprise you, but he felt his feet stop when he saw that you weren’t alone. You were with Jun, huh. Your back faced him, and he could barely hear your conversation because you were talking in such hush tones. Why would the two of you still be up? He couldn’t help but wonder what you two were talking about, he knew it was bad to eavesdrop but he was starting to get suspicious, and he wanted to know whether or not his suspicions are correct.
“….try it?” A Jun’s voice faintly rang in his ears. He saw you run your hands through your hair almost stressfully, and Jun’s eyes were completely focused on you. “…hot girlfriend… he’ll be gone..”
“..he’s so.. I don’t know what to do anymore.. call this over..” Over? Jihoon’s face contorted into one of confusion. He could only hear parts, fucking hell, he wanted to hear the whole thing. What did you mean, ‘when it’s over’?
A million thoughts ran through his head, he felt his chest tighten, are you going to call it off with him? Are you going to break up with him? Were you cheating on him??
No, you couldn’t be. He trusts you.
“…I won’t… break up.. after this?” What? He tried to inch closer and hear more, but he felt his heart ache when he saw Jun embracing you, his fucking girlfriend, in a tight hug. He couldn’t bear to watch anymore, so he quietly made his way back to his room with a troubled mind, followed by a sleepless night.
Fuck, now you were just starting to question everything. What did you ever do wrong? You could never ever in your whole life cheat on Lee Jihoon, because he’d never deserve it. He was the most faithful, loyal, passionate and just perfect person you’ve ever met. You didn’t know why he was being like this, you didn’t think that he’d ever even speak to you like this, sure you were used to his playfully snide remarks but, right now.
It seemed like he doesn’t trust you, and it hurts.
“Jihoon, why don’t you trust me?” You say in a faint whisper, head hung low, just staring at the dull ground.
“Because you keep on doing things that make me suspicious!” He raised his voice at you, you loudly scoff at his statement.
“You’re the one who is thinking bad of everything we do! What, I can’t hang out with my best friend anymore?” You fired back, scrambling to get off the bed.
“Well it seems like you’re doing more than just ‘hanging out’, I wouldn’t be surprised if you two were actually fucking behind my back.” You roll your eyes ignoring his statement, you really had to go, your tongue was itching to say something really mean, you were pissed beyond words. Just as you stood up to leave, he noticed you were about to make a run for it, so before you could, he grabs you by your waist and drags you back to the bed. But you struggle under his grip, the towel loosened because of how much you squirmed, your legs hanging by the edge, your damp hair against the sheets as he hovered above you.
“I’m not done talking, Y/N.” He grunts, holding you down. You pause momentarily and glare at him sharply.
“Well, I am.” You spat, he looks at you, dumbfounded at your choice of words, he wasn’t sure what you meant by it, and he so deeply wished that it wasn’t what he was thinking about.
“If you have nothing good to say to my fucking face then I am done with you, Lee Jihoon.” You say completely serious, with no hesitation present in your voice as you stared straight into his eyes. You felt his hold on you loosen, his eyes slightly widened actually feeling scared by your words, just hearing them come out from your mouth, he couldn’t explain what he was feeling, but never in his life had he’d ever have been so afraid, afraid of losing you.
He wanted to know something, you could just tell. His eyes spoke for themselves as they searched through yours for any hints of trickery, but there was none. He seemed hesitant, he didn’t know what you’d answer to his question, but even more so, he was scared, utterly terrified on what your answer would be.
“Did you ever cheat on me with Jun?” He asked in a soft whisper, as if the words were being forced out. You only maintain eye contact, not flinching, and it scared him even more.
“No.” You say strongly.
“Why would you even think that,” You answered, “I’d never cheat on you, Jun is one of your best friends too,” you sigh, “How could you even think of something like that?” You finished softly, trying to make him listen to your words, trying to get it into his brain and actually stay there. He looks at you with deep compassion, smiling, yet it seemed so sad.
“How could I not think of something like that when I see my girlfriend and my best friend, fucking hugging each other in the middle of the night, alone together in the kitchen, talking about who knows what.” His voice cracked at the end, tearing his gaze away from you, you stare at him confused for a good few seconds before a look of realization crossed your features at his confession.
So that’s what he’s been so pissed about?
“Oh, Jihoon.” You coo, lifting his chin up to look at your face. You stared at him deeply, eyes full of love. So he was bothered all this time. “You are so adorable.” You say the last line in almost inaudible, He looks at you shocked, bearing the most adorable face you’ve ever seen.
“I won’t deny the fact that I’ve been meeting up with Junhui recently,” You trailed off looking up at him with your big eyes, he then only took this time to take you all in, he had completely forgotten you were only in a towel, and how it had already exposed a lot for him to see, but just enough to tease his eyes. Because of the way he hovered above you, he had quite an amazing view. Your eyes were glossy, your face was tinted red because of your previous struggling, and the smell of your shampoo lingered around his nostrils. You looked heavenly. But nonetheless, he just listened. But he couldn’t help the surge of warmth starting to invade his stomach, and lower.
“But I’m not meeting him like that.” His eyebrows furrowed in confusion, but he seemed almost hesitant to say something, “But…I heard you.” Jihoon confessed.
You tilt your head in confusion, “Heard me what?” You ask silly, he felt his head start heating up upon remembering the conversation you and Junhui had that night.
Call this over..
The words just kept replaying in his mind over and over again, the words that he was so shocked, so confused to hear, and the situation you and his best friend was in seemed a bit too coincidental.
“I eavesdropped on you two,” Jihoon states shamelessly, you give him a disapproving look which he just ignored, “Jihoon, that’s really rude-”
“Well, fuck Y/N, what would you expect me to do? Walk away when you two were alone in the kitchen, in the middle of the goddamn night, I’m sorry but I still don’t know if I can trust Jun. I was already being suspicious of you two.” He says exasperatedly, you only stared in silence, because you just, didn’t know what to say.
“If you want to break up,” He sighed not knowing if he could handle the words he wanted to say next, the words bitterly leaving his mouth. Your eyes widen in surprise, you cut him off almost immediately before he could continue speaking.
“No.” Your tone raised, “God no, Jihoon.” You didn’t know if you had hearing problems already, “What the fuck are you on about? Breaking up with you would never be an option, that would be the last thing I’d ever want to happen.” You say, voice cracking at just the thought of Jihoon not being yours anymore.
“Then why did you say ‘when it’s over’?” he asked, you look at him confused, again. You pondered for a moment, trying to remember when you had ever said you wanted to call it off. But, you couldn’t remember anything of the sort, because you never said it, not even once have even thought about it.
What?
“But,” he paused, “Didn’t you want to break up?”
“What?” was all you could say, why do you get the feeling the two of you aren’t understanding each other, judging by the look on your face, it seemed like you just heard the most bizarre thing ever. He couldn’t help but feel relieved.
Am I wrong? He thought.
“Where did you get the idea I wanted to break up with you? I thought you heard our conversation?” The questions just started to drizzle out of your mouth, he straightened his back, face blank and he sat atop of you, his weight starting to crush you down.
And then he realized, great Jihoon, just great. He had to refrain himself from face-palming so hard. Because he didn’t.
He didn’t hear the whole thing, rather, only parts of it. And it seemed like his assumptions, were way off the radar. You prop yourself on your elbows, waiting for his answer.
“I did..” he answered quietly, seeming to have lost the huge air of confidence around him. “But not everything.” Your shoulders visibly slumped down, looking at him puzzled. When his words sunk in, as fast as it went, your face was fuming with anger. You almost swore at him, but you held it in and struggled under his weight, wanting so desperately to just get him off you and, just, maybe get some goddamn air, because shit was he heavy.
But at this moment, he just wanted to punch himself for acting like a dick when he was wrong all along. He felt stupid, which was a daily thing ever since he started living with you because you just drove him crazy, the effect you had on him was simply astounding. He kept just enough weight on you to stop you from leaving, now with an apologetic look on his face, he holds you down. But you weren’t having any of it.
“Get off me.” You growled, prying him off of you, you seemed harsh but you felt your lower body going numb, he was a grown man for christ’s sake.
“Y/N.” He coos, “I’m sorry baby, I wasn’t thinki-”
“Don’t ‘I’m sorry baby’ me.” You spat, looking at him fiercely with those breathtaking eyes. “You’re unbelievable.”
“I said I’m sorry.” Jihoon whined, pouting. “So now you’re sorry?” You sneered.
“Okay fine, that was such a dick move.” He mutters under his breath, thinking about how childish he was being just a few moments before. “But what were you guys talking about?” You tried to hold back a blush at his question, remembering why you had suddenly started being discreet with him.
Jihoon on the other hand, was beyond curious, it just really rubbed him the wrong way. You didn’t really have to meet up with Jun so discreetly just to talk, there were certainly more things Jun knew more than him about you, it was no surprise if you two had just suddenly move to a corner and started talking about god knows what, you’d do it in front of him, even, Jihoon wouldn’t stick his nose where it didn’t belong but you made sure he was aware, but recently it was like you absolutely didn’t want him to know.
But this whole misunderstanding had a reason.
And that reason, well honestly, you didn’t know if it was valid enough.
It all started the day Seventeen came back from a schedule, you faintly remembered it was a Friday and that they would definitely be having a day off the next day, something that the two of you would always look forward to. Everything continued like the usual, the usual greetings and hanging out, the usual errands you’d run for them and of course, the usual talk with your best friend, Wen Junhui.
The boy you can talk to about anything.
From Chinese home recipes to each other’s sex lives, it was weird, but all natural between you two, no awkwardness could be found, and that day, you wanted to try something new.
You love Jihoon, a lot. You two spend enough time with each other that you’re slowly becoming alike. But Jihoon was a strong man of words and knows what he wants, in relationships, personal life, family, his career and sex, really. And you really wanted to try something new in the latter department.
Not saying he sucked in bed, you couldn’t even think of a time you weren’t fucked out and blissed by him, he had great stamina, an amazing dick and boy did he know how to use it, reaching you in places you never knew existed, filling you up every single time, you had noticed how he despised condoms, he said they just didn’t feel right. So, you were always on the pill, for safety, though you would have no complaints bearing his child, just saying.
It’s also not because things were getting boring, you still both cum at the end of the day/night, but you just couldn’t help but think and wonder, what if he was the one being dominated, or maybe toys could be put to use. You were just craving for something different than the usual, but what really scared you the most was the thought, will he like it.
You’d often overhear him conversing with the boys about sex, I mean hey, they’re boys, it’s not a surprise if they talk about the latest porn, from toys to ‘have you tried anal yet?’, girls do it too. But Jihoon’s disagreement towards the topic really stood out.
“Then get her a dildo or something on her birthday, toys are fun. That’s why they’re called toys. They’re fun.” Hoshi chuckles, the boys following suit. But from where you stood, which was just a few feet away from where they sat in the living room. You didn’t have to worry about being caught, their voices were like megaphones, loud.
Really loud.
You heard your boyfriend groan in protest, “I don’t know, it’s not really my thing.” His voice clearly echoed in your head.
That was when you found out that you couldn’t just bring up the topic, it wasn’t that easy, because you already clearly knew, he wasn’t up for it. But Jihoon being Jihoon, it was either he’d talk you out of it (which was very likely) or simply agree against his will, and you didn’t like both of those.
If only was easy as saying ‘hey, what do you think about fucking me with a fake dick, silicone or plastic?’, you’d brought up bondage before, but he just sat there in silence with a poker face plastered on his features, a big ‘NO’ written on his forehead.
And at this point you were desperate, so you decided to confide in your best friend which was also his best friend and bandmate, Jun. He was the knowledgeable one, considering he is always present in boys talk. And when you did, he was determined to help you, you had planned very thoroughly on how you could possibly get him into it, Junhui even tried to get ideas into Jihoon’s skull, but his walls were high. Nothing seemed to work, and the night you had almost given up hope, was the night you and him had met up in the kitchen.
“Well, it obviously looks like we’re not going anywhere, why is he so against it?” You angrily take a sip from your glass of wine, the liquor burning down your throat as you swallowed quickly, Junhui stood in front of you, looking like a mess considering you’d just pull him out of his covers. “I mean, how can he not like it? He hasn’t even tried it yet!” You continue to rant, Junhui sighs tiredly.
“Exactly, that’s why we need to get him to actually try it?” Junhui reminds you once again, because that was the plan from the beginning. Get him to try it. “He’s a man with a hot girlfriend, and has a functioning dick, the minute he sees you, he’ll be gone.” But his words didn’t seem to convince you.
“He’s so difficult, I don’t know what to do anymore. I’ll die from sexual frustration before we call this over.” You stare at the floor angrily, and Jun just pulls you in for a hug, a calm and comforting one.
“Don’t give up just yet, I’m trying to help the both of you, because to be honest?” He whispers in your ear almost inaudibly, and you listen. “You two are missing out on amazing sex, let me tell you that.” You chuckle muffled in his chest, he smiles when he felt you loosen up.
“I know, also Jihoon would fucking kill me if he saw us like this, you know how he feels about us being together and all.” You answer just breathing him in and enjoying his company, he was doing the same. He hums in response, “But, won’t he be disgusted or something? What if he breaks up with me after this?” Your tone grows worried, and you tense again in his grip, he rubs your back soothingly.
“He loves you too much to do that.” Junhui breaks away from the hug, and looks at you seriously. “He won’t break up with you over something like that, trust me, it’s not like him.” He confidently states, “Besides, you’ll give him quite a show, aye?” He wiggled his eyebrows silly, you break out laughing at his antics.
“If I tell you,” you trail off, hesitating, and he could see in your eyes how terrified you were.
“Just tell me goddammit!” He raised his voice, you gulped shakily underneath him.
“I just wanted,” You answer back just as loud, before collecting yourself and continuing. “To try something new.” He looks at you in disbelief.
“Try something new?” He repeats in mockery, “So you decided to try out my best friend? Because you wanted to try something new?!” He shouts furiously, his ears getting red and his tone growing sharp, you were actually afraid of him for the first time ever in your life.
“THAT’S NOT WHAT I MEANT.” Your voice cracked at how loud you answered back, “I just did what every person would do if they have a best friend, I seeked for advice because I had no fucking idea how the hell am I gonna talk my boyfriend into-”
“Talk me into what?” He cuts you off with gritted teeth,
“Stop cutting me off.” You bite back, “Then cut the bullshit and tell me straight, for fucks sake Y/N-”
“You think it’s easy?” You fought back,
“You think I could just fucking walk up to you and say ‘maybe I want to try something different’ when clearly things like that aren’t your thing?”
“What ‘thing’-”
“Sex. I’m talking about sex, Jihoon.” You’re met with his shocked face mixed with hurt, he was at a loss for words on your confession.
Sex? But, why?
“Why? Don’t you like having sex with me?” He couldn’t help but feel like it was a blow to his ego, “Am I no good anymore?” He removes his grip, his voice growing weaker as he continued to question himself, and this time you were starting to panic, you definitely didn’t mean it like that.
“Sex with you is always amazing, you give me the most incredible orgasms ever.” You say proudly, letting out a dreamy sigh recalling the countless times you’d get fucked out.
“But,” you pause, and he looks down at you with a frown, “You know, maybe something different wouldn’t be so bad, but it seems like you’re not into that.” You say softly.
“And how would you know what I’m into and what I’m not?” He asked rather harshly, you give him an obvious look, “Why do you think I’ve been hanging out with Jun?” A look of realization crossed his handsome features.
That little-
“You could’ve just told me and we could’ve talked about it.” His voice dripped with sincerity, you shook your head, disagreeing.
“Jihoon, you’re not the only one whose eavesdropped, you know what you said. I heard those words very clearly.”
And you were right, he did admit it. It wasn’t his thing, at all. It never really peeked his interest nor really crossed his mind. But what really made him feel heavy, was the fact that he wasn’t able to give you the pleasure that you deserved and wanted. Not only that, but he was being selfish. He had only been paying attention to what he liked and wanted, he never really asked you for anything, he just straight out did it, and you ended up liking it. But when he recalled the memories of you hinting about it, he felt mad at himself for not being considerate, when you have been considerate all along. The fact that you had even turned to your best friend to ask for help, already showed it was bad enough.
“But I won’t force it anymore. It’s fine, as long as you know and there aren’t any misunderstandings between us.” You give him a warm smile and wrap your arms around his torso, pulling him close to you. What did he ever do to deserve someone like you? His face buried in the crook of your neck as you smelled like lavender shampoo, he hugs you tight in response, giving you a small peck on your lightly damp skin. You took this as a sign that you two made up, Jihoon turned quiet, which means he was probably reflecting on his actions and accusations.
“Do you still want to go out for dinner?” You ask softly in his ear, which sent shivers down his spine, but he wouldn’t let you know that.
“No.” he mumbles, you let out a sigh. But you were really hungry though.
“But I’m hungry.” You whine, he shakes his head, his hair tickling the tip of your nose and you let out fits of giggles.
“Hey Y/N.” His voice was muffled because he was still nuzzled in you. “Yes Jihoon?”
He stays silent for a few moments before lifting his head up to meet your eyes, he held his bottom lips between his teeth, tugging slightly as he stared down at your lips and up to your eyes, he looked so inviting, with just the way he looked at you, you could feel arousal pool between your thighs.
“On second thought, let’s go out tonight.” Your face brightened up and you almost jump in glee, you squeal in excitement as you already make your way to your closet, taking out the dress you had just thrown in earlier. He chuckles at how excited you looked, as you got ready for what it seemed to be like half an hour, which it was. When you were too preoccupied in perfecting your wing liner, he had more than enough time to rummage through your drawers and find just what he was looking for.
He held the weighty pill in his hands as he smirked to himself.
“I’m ready!” You made your way down the hall and he greets you with an eye-smile. His eyes scanned your figure effortlessly.
“You look great.” He had to bite back an sexual comment, as he re-states his plan in his head. He pulls you in for a short hug, his naughty hands reached down to grope your ass, in which you reacted to by letting out a small gasp. You look at him dumbfounded, but he only smiles like nothing happened.
“Well, ladies first.” He opens the door for you in a gentlemanly way, and you played along, giving him a small bow and resuming your steps down to his car. But as he walked behind you, his eyes were trained on the way your hips would sway from side to side, and your ass looked amazing in that dress, his hands slip in his pocket and he immediately grins as he felt the familiar bullet.
-
The car ride continued in silence, not the awkward type, but a comforting one. It was more of a glad you two finally made up kind of vibe. Jihoon’s eyes trained on the road as he would glance to the GPS in front of him from time to time to make sure he was going the right way. You scan Jihoon from your peripheral vision, he was indeed such a sight. His hair gelled up, his beautiful skin, he looked so youthful, even though he was more than a year older than you. He looked soft as hell, but he was far from it, he is unexpectedly really masculine despite his looks. You were cut off when you hear his voice disrupt you from your thoughts.
“Stare any longer and I might just melt.” He jokes, you roll your eyes playfully.
“It’s not my fault you look so hot tonight.” You give him a sly smirk in which he returned with a low chuckle. “Likewise, you look stunning in that dress,” He gives a cheeky smile, you blush at the compliment, you could never really get used to it. Because he’d rarely give any. “I can’t wait to rip it apart when we get home.” His voice turned from sweet to a low growl in 0.00001 seconds. You bit your lip as you felt his words travel down between your thighs, again.
“Jihoon, not now.” You whine, he lets out a sexy chuckle. “Sorry, I couldn’t help myself.” You sigh, trying to relax yourself and dismiss the inappropriate thought ghosting in your head. “You just looks so.. sexy.” You ignore his attempts to rile you up, but you stiffen in your seat when you felt him place his palm on your thigh, the heat radiating from his hands seeped through the thin fabric, and you almost hold your breath as you tensed up.
You could feel yourself get wetter by the minute, and that was what he wanted.
The car ride continues in silence, and you could definitely feel the whole vibe change, the sexual tension in the vehicle was high. His hands slowly creeped higher and higher, squeezing the flesh of your inner thigh, his touch felt like fire, it was slowly eating you up. But his eyes remain fixed on the dim road. Not long later, his hands dive under your dress, placing his hand over your clothed heat as he started rubbing slow circles on your clit, your left hand flew down to hold his wrist and the other slammed against the window loudly as you held back a moan, throwing your head back against the headrest. He smirks at how wet you were, it seeped through your panties tremendously his hands were covered already.
Perfect, he thought.
“Naughty, naughty, look at how wet you are darling.” He purrs, sliding the flimsy cloth to the side and running his fingers through your folds, you let out a whimper, your eyes fluttered close as your jaw hung in immense pleasure. “Try not to leave a stain on the seat, the boys will borrow this tomorrow.”
“Do you want them to see how much of a dirty girl you are? I bet you’d love that, won’t you baby girl?” You spread your legs even wider for him to access, but you mewl in disappointment when you feel the absence of his hand and the car pulling to a stop, checking your surroundings you realize you have already arrived at your destination.
Already?
“We’re here.” Was all he said, before gathering his things and stepping out of the car, leaving you inside. You sat there dumbfounded for a while, you didn’t know if you were going to get mad at him for leaving you hanging or being really rude for just leaving you in the car.
You marveled at the sight in front of you, fancy restaurants weren’t really your thing, but they never failed to amaze you. You’d often complain about how expensive they are, but he’d only bite back and say ‘It’s good food’. As you two walked in you didn’t look where you were going so you accidentally bump into someone, and you were met with a very nicely dressed butler-like employee, the menus were scattered on the floor and he was looking rather distraught.
You immediately apologize and kneeled down to gather the items that must have fell due to the collision, and just as you did, your dress rode up just a little for Jihoon to see the wet spot on your panties. He felt his pants tighten, but helps you up anyway, he was glad there weren’t any people behind you considering there weren’t that many people dining here at this time of the night.
“I am so sorry, sir. I wasn’t looking and-”
“Don’t worry madam, as long as you’re fine.” He assures, you look at Jihoon with a relieved smile which he returned, but your face fell when you felt his hand slither down your back and between your thighs, you flinch when something cool was met with your folds.
The employee in front of you, Simon, his name tag read, had no idea what was happening considering if you looked at things from his perspective it only looked as if Jihoon had his hand on your back, the calm expression he had gave no form of suspicion.
“Table for how many?” As soon as the question left Simon’s mouth, you felt him push something cool inside you and you let out a small squeak, slapping your hand over your mouth, Jihoon looks at you with fake worry, he straightens the dress as if nothing had happened.
“Are you okay?” Simon asks, Jihoon you fucker.
“I’m fine..” You answer weakly as you clenched around the bead-like thing that was now inside of you, scared that it might fall out. But you couldn’t help but feel amazing, because of how it filled you up, it didn’t fill you up fully, but just enough for you to be satisfied. By now, you felt really fuzzy, it was all so thrilling, you were in a public place and he dared to pull something like this.’
“Table for two, please.” Jihoon answered for you, and Simon beckoned the two of you to follow him.
He sat you two in the middle of the restaurant, an elegant ensemble met your eyes.
Jihoon pulls out a seat for you, and you gladly took it, but when you sat down you felt the bullet inside you move, you bit your lip trying to keep a straight face. When Jihoon sat in front of you, you give him a nasty glare.
“What are you tryin’ to pull?” You demand with an angry tone, opening the menu in front of you, his eyes only skimmed through the menu’s contents calmly.
“I thought you wanted to try something new?” You look up at him, with an indescribable look.
“This is a public place, Jihoon. People could find out.” You whisper-yelled worriedly, he only hums in response.
“They won’t, if you keep quiet. All you have to do is sit there and take it.” He reaches inside his shirt pocket and you look at him with raised eyebrows.
“Well, then I guess there will be no problem.” You state confidently, he only smirks at how naïve you can be. “It’s like it’s not even there anymore.”
But as soon as those words left your mouth, you felt the bullet inside you, explode with vibrations and you instinctively slam your hand on the table, very loudly which caused almost half of the restaurant to look at you. You bow your head in apology and in embarrassment.
“Good to know it works.” He waves the small remote in his hands, and your eyes almost bulge out of your eye sockets at the familiar contraption.
“Where did you get that?” You say in a weak voice, clamping your thighs together.
“Your drawer, you know, there are locks for a reason.” You flush in embarrassment, “I thought you knew better than to rummage around other people’s stuff.” You spat, looking around to see if people were being suspicious.
“Would you care for some wine?” Simon pops out of nowhere, with two different wine bottles, one in each hand, his sudden appearance made you jump in your seat, your thighs hitting the table as the silverware clunked loudly, you didn’t know whether to cover your face in embarrassment or just sit there and act like nothing happened, you earned a few stares from the people around you, but you only saw Jihoon giving them an apologetic smile.
“Is everything alright, madam?” Simon asks cautiously, you look at him with tight-smile, “Yes! Yes, everything is just fine. I’m just, very..” Your eyes dart to Jihoon and he only flips through the menu calmly, you had to hold back a glare as Simon was watching you with careful eyes. “Wine! Yes, you were asking about wine? Give me the best red wine you got.” You say in an overly-cheery tone, Simon nods and pours you some wine, you watch the red liquid fill the glass halfway, when he was about to pour some in Jihoon’s glass-
“No, it’s alright. I will not be having any wine tonight.” He explained very politely, behind that innocent facade was a demon, a fucking demon I tell you. Simon nods in reply, and leaves you two be, you let out a breath you didn’t know you were holding. While taking a sip from your wine, you hear Jihoon question you.
“So, what do you feel like having?” He asks nonchalantly, you look at him in disbelief. “Some nice, juicy meat to go with your wine, or perhaps, you’d like mine?” You choke on the wine painfully as tears welled up in your eyes.
“Jesus christ-” before you could even form a sentence he turns the vibrator on and you tense up in your seat, you couldn’t help but let your back arch slightly at the pleasurable vibrations, you subconsciously fist the table cloth, holding in whimpers, your eyes were threatening to flutter close, but you did all you could to keep them in.
People might see, people might see. Someone might notice, was all that ran through your head at this moment.
“What’s it gonna be?” He smirks cockily, you swallow thickly before answering with a shaky voice, by now he could see the thick clouds of lust brewing in your eyes as they noticeably darkened. You weren’t the only one, he was starting to get excited.
“Shit.” You hiss, biting your lip as you struggled to steady your breath which was now growing frantic, he watches you in delight as he played with the remote in his hand which he held underneath the table. Sweat was starting to pool on your forehead as you visibly slumped in your seat.
“Better hurry up and decide.” Jihoon said in a sing-song voice as he noticed from his peripheral vision, Simon comes waltzing over with a notepad in-hand. His words just weren’t processing in your head as you focused on not dripping all over the expensive wood you were sitting on, and make a huge stain on your dress.
“Are you ready to order?” Simon’s warm voice asks brightly, Jihoon nods his head, but continued to let the toy buzz in your soaked heat. “So, I would like to order some appetizers first-” You tune his voice out at as he ordered what he liked, knowing it was probably some balsamic chips or wedges.
“And what about you ma’am?” Simon’s voice snaps you out of your trance, you struggled to form words, “Uh- yes, right. I would like a- a- salad. A nice,” you softly huff, “Caesar salad would be great, for now.” He jots it down swiftly in his notepad and you could feel Jihoon’s feet spread your legs apart under the table, the tip of his shoe rubbing against your heat, you shudder at the sudden gush of cool breeze against your wet folds, you were thankful it was being covered by a long cloth so they wouldn’t have any idea what was going on underneath.
“Will that be all?” He asks one more time, and Jihoon sends you a wink before turning the bullet all the way up high, you instinctively clamp your thighs together, squeezing Jihoon’s leg in the process, and he chuckles when you do. “Yes.” You breathe out. Simon excuses himself politely, you still kept a tight lock of Jihoon’s shoe clad feet, and he roughly takes it back making you whine in protest.
“Turn it off.” You plead, “Why should I? Isn’t this what you wanted?” He leans over the neatly made table, tucking a strand of hair behind your ear, if others would see the situation from afar it would seem like an affectionate moment between a couple enjoying a nice dinner together, but it was far from it. A fake-pout graced its way on his face, “How does it feel to have all these people around you, I bet you’re excited, aren’t you?” He whispers sinfully, you silently gasp at his words and his hot breath fanning over you was overwhelming.
“I wonder how they’d react if they find out you have a vibrator all the way up in your tight pussy.” he pats your head mockingly as he leaned back on his chair comfortably, fingers clasped together as he watched you suffer, suffer in extreme pleasure. “Actually,” His voice brightened as he looked like a light bulb went off in his head, “I wouldn’t mind if you came, then everyone could see that beautiful erotic face of yours when you come, they’ll know how much of a good girl you are, coming for daddy.” The way the words rolled off his tongue was music to your ears, it was like you two were in a world of your own, the busy bustling of people inside the restaurant, the ring of the bells, the clanking of silverware, it all became nonexistent. And the pool between your thighs were now, without a doubt already making a stain on your dress, the chair felt sticky and you didn’t know what you were gonna tell the employees once you leave this place.
And you had no plan on coming back.
“Jihoon, please.” You sob, “I’ll come soon, please I’ll do whatever-“ you gasp as you felt your legs start to shake because of sensitivity, you were a trembling mess. You didn’t dare look up because you could already feel eyes burning holes in your skull. “Shit, shit shit.” You chant in whispers, tears welling up in your eyes because of the intense inclination driven by pleasure, the bullet continued to do it’s work, and Jihoon’s cock was throbbing. The sight of you right now, was divine.
Your chest heaved up and down erratically, your eyes were hooded and your knuckles were turning white from clutching the table cloth so hard, he could see you tremble, you were crumbling. He loved the power he had over you, and he never thought he’d love toys this much. He could actually pleasure you without people knowing, anywhere, anytime.
“Come on Y/N, why else would you have a remote-controlled vibrator hidden in your drawer, you wanted this to happen.” You shook your head to deny his statement, but it wasn’t very convincing. You glance to the side, and you could see people giving you strange looks, some worried, and some already had smirks plastered on their faces, you didn’t know how long you could bear the embarrassment anymore.
“People are staring, Jihoon.” And I’m going to die of embarrassment.
But you couldn’t stop your arousal from flowing and for some reason you feel your mouth starting to salivate, Jihoon toys with the controller, switching from high to low, your panting slowly starts to become obvious. Your toes curled inside you stilettoes as you felt an intense climax grow in your lower stomach, you weren’t going to last long, and Jihoon knew this very well since your movements start to grow erratic.
“Cum for me.” No.
You run a hand through your hair carefully before attempting to stand up, but you feel your knees grow weak, they shook uncontrollably and it caused you to fall back down on the seat, the impact causing you to choke on a moan. Jihoon narrows his eyes at your attempts.
“And where do you think you’re going, young lady?” He demands with an edge, you look at him with your clouded eyes, struggling to speak without your voice wavering. “R-Restroom.” You sigh, taking small and careful steps, clenching around the lively thing inside of you, because of how wet you were, you were scared it would just easily slip out of you.
“If you don’t stop, then I’ll take it out myself.” His eyes widen at your words, not because he was mad you so dearly wanted to get rid of the contraption inside of you, but because the image of you perched on the toilet seat, legs spread as you push the toy out of your pussy made his cock pulsate. He could imagine it now, your sopping tight little cunt, begging for him to just put it in. The lewd sounds the two of you could make, his hard dick coated by your naughty fluids, the thought alone made him lick his lips in delight. People saw you struggle to walk, and like a caring boyfriend would, he stood up from his seat and holds a supportive hand on your waist, some people ‘awwed’ some just didn’t care, he flashes you a sweet smile and your face fell at the sight of his beaming face.
“Let me help you, darling.” You did not like the sound of that.
You were so fucked.
You could just see it now, the minute you two are alone, you had no idea what he plans on doing, yet you can’t help your stomach from doing flips in anticipation, this was the only time he had been so adventurous, Jihoon is a shy person in nature, yet here he was, pulling something like this. You didn’t know if this was an apology for his earlier actions, but it seemed more like a punishment on your side.
With every step you take, you walk in silence, you heart beating out of your chest as you saw doors to the restrooms from afar. As you got closer and closer, the thrill and the fact you didn’t know what to expect had your mind a jungle. And as you take the final steps towards the ladies’ room, he pulls you in the other direction rather roughly, and you find yourself in the premises of the men’s restroom, the urinals and aquamarine walls spoke for themselves. He pulls you in a stall with him and pushes you up the stall door, you let out a whine of discomfort as air got knocked out of you.
He pulls down the toilet cover from behind him making a loud slam echo throughout the tiled room, he grabs your waist bringing your body close to him as he captures your mouth in a hungry kiss, kissing you sloppily the two of you didn’t bother going slow, it was a very needy kiss, tongues going back and forth, he holds the nape of your neck to deepen the kiss even more and without noticing, the back of your knees come in contact with the cold toilet bowl making you fall down on the lid, thus the kiss was broken.
You were stunned when he suddenly got down on his knees, gripping your thighs tightly, he spreads them apart and he groans at the sight, licking his lips in delight, he lets out a short breath, you moan at the reactions he was giving, he looked so blissed at the mere sight of your heat.
“Fuck.” He growls as he rids you of your panties impatiently. He spreads your soaked pussy lips, only to be greeted by the bright pink toy inside of you, he just stared at it amazed. Amazed at how wet it got you. Your hands creeped down, hands reaching to take it out, but when you do his face morphs into one of anger and he slaps your hand harshly, you flinch at how much it stung.
“Who said you could take it out? Did I give you permission?” He demands harshly, his voice dropping an octave as he looked at you with authority, you shook your head in reply, too intimidated to even form words.
“Did I or did I not give you permission to take it out?” He questioned more fiercely now, his words sharp, you whimper at his tone.
“No, you didn’t.” You answer hesitant, he slaps your exposed heat and you cry out response.
“Then what are you trying to do? Huh?” He taunts before pinching your clit, you squeal at the overstimulation. He roughly shoved his fingers in your heat, which made you moan loudly at the sudden penetration, he fishes for the vibrator before pulling it out for you, letting it fall on the tiled floors. When he does, you immediately feel empty, but it was later quenched when his slim fingers started plowing their way in and out of your walls. The obscene squelching of your wet juices as they dripped down your entrance and on to the seat, his fingers were knuckles deep and he hooks them upwards making you wrap your legs around him at the sudden boost of pleasure.
“Daddy decides everything.” He mumbles before rubbing his thumb on your clit while fucking you with his other hand. ”Daddy decides when you cum, Daddy is always right.” Your hands find their way to his hair, tugging at his roots and he groans at your nails digging into his scalp.
Dear lord, he’s completely gone.
“Baby girl doesn’t get to decide anything.”
“I’m sorry daddy.” You tear up, panting heavily, everything he was doing to you was just getting too much too handle. He pries your legs out of the lock it had him in as he grabs you by your thighs once again, and pulls you closer to his clothed crotch which grazed against your dripping entrance, your dress had long ridden up your waist. You looked so fucked out right now, that it only drove him to be more, rough.
He knew you loved every second of it, whenever he’d call you his baby girl and when you’d call him daddy. He loved the control he had over you, and you loved being his bitch.
“What are you?” He grinds himself against your heat and you only moan in reply to immersed in pleasure to answer properly, as he continued to give you slow but deep rocks, when you don’t answer, he slaps your tear-stained face sharply. You sniffle, and you’re met with his unpleased face.
“I asked you a question, what are you?” He repeats through gritted teeth, quickening his pace and you feel your arousal soak through his slacks.
“Daddy’s fuck toy,” You say first, weakly before mustering enough courage to answer more clearly, “I’m daddy’s fuck toy.” He breaks out in a wicked smile before kneeling down once again, shoving his fingers back inside you again, “Damn right, you are.” To dive in between your legs, nipping, sucking and licking all over, you felt your high rushing through you quick, and he felt your walls clench around his fingers.
“You’re gonna come now, aren’t you? Then, cum.” He orders before leaning down to place his forehead against yours, the sticky feeling of sweat was ignored as your lips found his capturing his in a savory kiss, you both stare into each other’s eyes. “Cum for me.” Was all he said before he hooks his finger upwards making you arch your back in pure bliss as your arousal came flooding out of you, you throw your head back, jaw slack as you began squirting all over his fingers and his pants as you emptied yourself on him. You were still in extreme bliss that you didn’t notice a pool of wetness around the tent in his pants that clearly came from you, but half came from him coming untouched, the sight of you being pleasured, would always be enough for him. It never failed to make him come to his high. As your legs shake from your now released climax, you felt your eyelids grow heavy, you felt yourself slowly be swallowed by darkness and fatigue as you now lay limp in his arms.
He tries to catch his breath as he stared at your limp figure, he gives you a loving peck on the forehead, and as he does he hears someone enter the bathroom, he quietly pulls your dress down, taking the vibrator and putting it in his pocket. He takes out his dress shirt from its tuck in to cover the stain he was sporting on his slacks, and he hurriedly take a roll of tissue from the dispenser to clean the mess you made.
“Sir?” A voice calls out, which he made out to be Simon’s.
“Yes?” He answered, unsure if he was the one being talked to, he hears Simon sigh in relief.
“I thought you had left, and I thought I was going to lose my job.” He chuckles at how casual Simon sounded, “Sorry, I just had to take care of a few things, also can I have the food to go? I don’t think we’ll be able to eat it tonight.” Jihoon explains.
“No problem sir, anything else?” Jihoon sighs before shedding his blazer off and covering it over your figure.
“Simon?” Jihoon hesitates, the waiter stays in silent. Jihoon opens the cubicle door slowly, and Simon’s eyes bulge out of its sockets when he finds your figure laying there out cold. “I think I’m going to need help, she’s a bit heavy.” His eyes dart to you then to Jihoon, back and forth. It almost looks like he was going to disagree before Jihoon had followed it up with “I’ll give you a tip-”
“Deal.” Simon doesn’t hesitate, but when he moves closer to help you up his eyes catch the bright red panties discarded on the floor.
“It looks like you’ve already had your dinner, then.” Y/N, cannot find out about this or she’ll kill me.
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Your eyes slowly peeled open as you felt exhaustion flood your body, you sigh in anguish and move your hand to rub your tired eyes, but you couldn’t. You felt something cold on your wrists restraining them to do so, your eyes slowly adjust to the dim light the room held, you were certain it was definitely you and Jihoon’s room, considering the interior was exactly the same. Your eyes find their way to your wrists that were cuffed to the bed post and you inwardly panicked, what is going on. Then all the memories from last night came flooding back.
“I see you’re finally awake.” Your head snapped towards the direction of the oh-so very familiar voice that belonged to your significant other, Jihoon, you look at him confused and you notice you were wearing almost nothing, but a pair of cotton panties. You look at the wall clock, 10:52pm.
“Jihoon, what is going on?” You ask skeptically, he only smirks at your question.
“That is for me to know,” He pulls out a ball gag from behind his back, and your eyes widen in surprise, oh my god. “And for you to find out.”
This has been in our inbox for months now definitely and I’m so sorry I only ever got to finish it now, to the anon who requested it, I’m so fucking sorry it took so long. There are still like 18 more smuts I have to finish and I’ve been working on my writing, I’ll also be editing some posted works if I get the chance to. Also, I’m sorry it’s short, this is probably one of the shortest smuts I’ve written probably cause I don’t know how to write oral just yet, but I’ll be sure to improve it. Thank you so much for waiting, and again I’m sorry if this was boring and stuff shit, I’m sorry. Wegkhagfkjawfa
-admin kate
this contains oral!sex, a little fluff, is kinda short. But I hope ya’ll like it.
“Te quiero.” Your boyfriend’s voice boomed across the loud speakers, it was the 2016 Thank You Festival and your boyfriend was featuring in Baek Ji Young’s ‘My Ear’s Candy’ with his fellow member Moon Junhui, Jun was a natural troublemaker you could say. You wanted to surprise Mingyu, because his schedule is always packed that he isn’t able to squeeze some time for you, but you understood that, it was his job after all and it was just something he loved doing, and you loved how passionate he was. So instead, you made some time for him, not only that but you had definitely noticed the extra lines on his forehead and his tired eyes, but even so his orbs held genuine happiness. He really didn’t want you to come today because he would be more nervous than usual because then he’d remember the last time that he had invited you to one of their shows, he remembered losing composure and it resulted in a good laugh with the members.
But shit, you knew your boyfriend was handsome, but boy does he look good in that suit, absolutely fuckable indeed. You love his tan skin just the way it was, his skin looked great on him. You never understood why he was so insecure about his skin tone, you’d always remind him he was perfect just the way he was. But maybe those never-ending questions that people would ask, ‘Why are you so tan?’ actually made him think about it more, when he really shouldn’t. But it really doesn’t matter at all, he’s so lovable that anyone would like him.
As you watched him intently, he was the only one you saw. You’d always be reminded of how much you love this person and how glad you were to be his significant other, and you were the lucky person, because not anyone could be in your place. Mingyu was everything you could ever ask for. As you stood backstage, you didn’t think you’d be this affected. You’ve seen him perform on stage loads of times, but his performance right now was sending tingles down there. He just looks so hot, you couldn’t wait for him to finish to give him a reward for working so hard. You also know how exhausted he was lately because you keep tabs on his members and they were more than happy to provide information about his condition, you all were great friends after all.
-
Mingyu walked off stage with Jun beside him, drinking big gulps as he quenched his thirst, his head still in the clouds after the performance. Bowing to everyone gratefully as they wiped off their sweat with folds of tissue, he didn’t notice you stalk behind the pillar just across from where he and his member stood.
“You’ve worked hard.” Their senior, Baek Ji Young had greeted the boys with the smile, and they return the gesture respectfully, bowing the second they saw her. A faint smile had spread across your features at their response.
Jun’s head swiveled around the place, looking for a familiar face, and just as his eyes landed on you, he gave you a knowing smirk. In which you replied with a sly thumbs up, you then noticed him chat with Mingyu a bit before speeding off, leaving your confused boyfriend behind. Just as you were about to tip-toe your way towards him, he sheds himself of the blazer he had on, even under his black shirt you could very well see his toned chest threatening to break through the thin fabric. You couldn’t help but swoon at the sight, you bit your lip slowly, the mere thought of the countless things you could do to him and the countless things he could do to you.
You embrace him in a tight back hug and he jerks forward in surprise, but when he craned his neck to look at you, his face lit up like a Christmas tree.
“Y/N!” He held you close, you buried your face in his chest, his cologne strong even thought he was covered in sweat beforehand.
“You looked so cool!” You gushed, and he gives you an embarrassed smile. “You were watching?”
“Saranghae~” You mimic him from earlier, and he only pulls you in for a savoring hug, because he missed you and maybe because he was just a tad bit embarrassed, knowing you’d tease him all about it later.
“I love you.” He sang softly as he held you tight, and you feel your heart flutter in your chest. “You’re so cheesy, why am I even dating you.” You complain, but hide a smile as you bury your face in his chest.
“I really missed you.” He hugs you even tighter, making you struggle to breathe, he was a big man, he could bend you easily like a toothpick. You let out a squeal because of how tight he squeezed you, “Jesus christ, easy boy.” You joke, tip-toeing to pat him on the head, he pouts playfully, intertwining his large hands with yours, rocking back and forth on his feet as he leans close to you, eyes solely trained on your lips.
“Didn’t you miss me too?” He says lowly, in a suggesting tone that only you could hear. You bit your lip, looking around cheekily before replying, just as hinting.
“You bet I did.” You say softly, your eyes land on his lips, in which he notices and takes his bottom lip between his teeth. “But there is something else I kind of miss.” your hands graze against his belt, a mischievous look on your face, you feel him tense against your touch.
“Yeah?” He almost growls, with a very cloudy look in his eyes, his hands land on your waist, pulling you closer, not wanting to leave even an inch of space in between you, and you could already feel something stiff poke against your stomach.
“Yeah.” You purr, hooking your hands behind his neck, slightly tugging at his hair and you could faintly hear him let out a quiet groan. “You know,” you start in a seducing tone, and at this moment you were both just staring into each other’s eyes, just deliberately forgetting about the fact that you were surrounded by people, people that were busy bustling around.
“You did a really amazing job today. Proud girlfriend here.” You whisper, and he hums lowly in response knowing you had more to say. “And this,” You tug at the collar of the shirt at his nape, he feels himself ignite something from deep inside him. Every single touch you gave, left a trail of burning desire.
Was this the effect of not seeing you in so long? If it was, then it had already been decided that you weren’t going to leave him hungry today.
“Looks really great on you,” Your husky voice was music to his ears, he had to resist closing his eyes and just listen to you speak all day, he just couldn’t get enough. Loving the compliments and knowing where the conversation was going, he once again hums in response. “And I’d really love it if you’d…” You were stalling your words, making him grow impatient, his grip on your waist tightened quite considerably.
“If I’d what?” His hot breath fanned over your face, growing impatient, but he still dares to take the torture.
“If you’d maybe…” You trail off, making him groan in protest. “Fuck, what is it.” He demands in a harsh whisper, grinding your hips to his roughly, and you only giggle at how he was rushing you. You were very turned on at this point, and the bulge on his jeans was more than enough proof he was too. “You gonna keep on giggling like that?” He taunts, leaning in for a kiss, but your finger was on his lips in a matter of seconds, stopping him with a sexy smirk.
“Not here.” You whisper, looking around to see a few eyes on the two of you already. He stomps his foot childishly, but he knew he had to resist. It was risky, too risky.
He takes your free hand, “But I’m already hard.” And he slyly places it on his growing bulge, and you immediately pry your hands away, looking around nervously. You hit him on the shoulder to scold him, but he only chuckles at your reaction. “Keep it in your pants for little longer.” He then scoffs in disbelief, “Then you should’ve made me hard later, not now.” He groans, you giggle at his childish reasoning.
“Why did you make me hard if you weren’t going to do anything about it.” He continues to whine, you roll your eyes and drag him somewhere, as eyes were falling on the two of you too quickly. He’s literally a man-boy.
“Shut it, what if someone hears?” You look around for any doors to go through while scolding him, he just tags along behind you. “Then they’ll know you seduced me, and what’s worse- you didn’t take responsibility.” He answered, as if trying to blackmail you and you only snort in response. You didn’t notice him halt in his tracks and smiles to himself as he saw a sign that read ‘Pantry’.
Isn’t there a damn bathroom in this area?-
Your thoughts were cut off when you felt a grip on your wrist, pulling you into a cramped room, it smelt of a supermarket, weirdly. And judging by the neatly stocked food and chips you had only figured it was a pantry, and that it was very dark.
But it worked.
“Well?” Your boyfriends voice startled you, it sounded like he was just in front of you but he was at least a foot away, leaning against the shelf. He had this cocky smirk on his face, and you knew that face really well.
“You really couldn’t wait, can you?” He just watched as you walk closer, by the tone of your voice that was unusually low, he knew what it meant. Finally, some release.
He wraps his arms around your waist, capturing you in a passionate kiss, the sound of lips smacking against each other and naughty hands filled the small space. His hands find their way down your back, taking a handful of each cheek, he squeezed your ass making you giggle into the kiss, taking him aback. You break the kiss, starting to suck on his jaw, and all you could hear was his ragged breathing and grunts, your hands trail down his stomach and over his clothed bulge, palming him through his pants he lets a string of curses fall from his mouth.
“Fuck yes.” He groans, his knuckles were turning white as he almost desperately gripped the shelfs like his life depended on it. Your kisses, touches, everything was just driving him to a corner, it was driving him insane. He loved it. You could feel him harden under your hands, and you slowly got to your knees.
Boy, did he miss this sight.
You look up at him with your doe eyes, with a cheeky grin you slowly undid his belt, and just as you were about to pull it out of the rings, you place a gentle kiss on his clothed erection. He sighs upon the sight of you, on your knees, ready to worship his cock. It was everything he’s ever dreamed of.
Knowing anyone could waltz right in, you had to keep quiet in order not to draw any unwanted attention, but knowing how noisy and verbal Mingyu could be, you wouldn’t be surprised. But you liked it, seeing him writher under your presence, was a sight you were very fond of. Pulling his pants down, almost painfully slowly, you were met with his beautiful length. It made your mouth water, beads of precum had already leaked through the tip of his cock, the veins were very prominent, and he was very hard. You had no idea how long it had been since he’s last been inside you, but one thing you knew for sure was that you wanted him in you, now.
But time wasn’t on your side right now, you’ve only got enough time for a quick blow.
“I really missed your cock.” You give the tip a small peck, the precum staining your lips, you lick the salty substance making Mingyu moan in anticipation.
“Yeah?” He mutters, both of you at this point were starting to sweat, this room had no ventilation, it was very cramped, and it was very uncomfortable, but the two of you didn’t really care. “You know what I missed?” He asked, holding back a sigh as you wrap your hand around the base of his length.
“The sound your pussy makes when I fuck you hard, just how you like it.” You moan at his words, taking him in your mouth midway, the vibrations from your moans if not doubled, then tripled the amount of pleasure he was feeling. Warmth just spreading along every inch of his body. He feels his toes curling in his shoes, and you were positive you were also dripping with arousal.
You had trouble taking him all the way in, so your hands covered what couldn’t be reached, his hand tangled in your hair, forcing you to take him even deeper, he was already jabbing the back of your throat and you start sobbing around his dick, large tears streamed down your cheeks, and whenever you’d gag, he let out such pleasured moans, you just let him do it. After a few minutes of merciless mouth fucking, he pulls out, a string of your saliva connected your lips to his cock.
“Look at you.” He says more to himself as he held you by your hair, taking a good look at the dried tears, some of his precum dripped from the corner of your swollen lips, and your lust-filled eyes. He’s never found someone all tired out, look so beautiful. He leans down to give a long deep kiss, he almost grimaced at the taste of himself in his mouth, but he just really loved kissing you. “Will you let me come in your mouth?” He held your chin in his hands, his thumb grazing your bottom lip as he gazed deep into your eyes, you were totally under his word.
“Are you going to fill up my mouth again?” You say with a beam of excitement, he smiles at your eagerness. “Do you want me to?” He asks lovingly, and you nod eagerly, shifting on your knees. He rubs his hand along his shaft, and you watch hungrily, he taps the head of his cock on your lips, and your tongue circled around his head before taking him in once again.
You take him in a deep as you can, starting off slow. Your hands are fisting his shirt as you swallow him in, the sounds of slurping, pants, and the sound of faint music in the background. This was crazy. Giving your boyfriend head in some pantry, if someone knew what went down in here, you weren’t sure if they’d eat the food from here anymore.
When you gag around his cock, he accidentally bucks in your mouth, and you sob. “Yes.” He growls, eyes rolling to the back of his head in complete ecstasy. He was so goddamn close, and by the pace you were going, and your fucked-up state, he feels all the blood rush to his head. You moan around him for the umpteenth time, and he’d just lost it. He’s milking himself down your throat, his cock twitched inside of your mouth as he came, His hot cum trickled down your throat, the substance thick and creamy. His groans as he emptied himself out of you were heavenly.
He pulls out slowly, watching you with his cloudy hazel eyes, you leave your jaw slack, and he almost melts down at the sight of your tear-stained cheeks, flushed face and messed up hair, giving him a view of his white thick cum that just swirled around in your mouth, he gives off a look of authority, “You look beautiful baby.” His voice was a mixture of proudness, and content. You give him a curt smile, and swallow his thick semen. As you did he kneels down, locking lips with yours, yet again, you tuck in his now limp member in his pants, and you could feel him rushing to end the passionate kiss.
“I have to get going, they might be looking for me.” He genuinely seemed like he didn’t want to leave you so soon, but he had to. You give him an assuring smile, “It’s okay, you go ahead. I’ll clean up.” You say rummaging the pantry for any tissue or cloth to just wipe the accumulated sweat, drool and cum you were certain you had around your mouth. But he seemed to have a disapproving look.
“But I feel bad, you didn’t get to cum-” He protests but you cut him off immediately, “Then you can make me cum as many times as you want later.” You shut him up with a quick peck on the cheek. His concerned face morphed into one of mischief, “Later?” He gives you a cheeky smile, his tone was hinting.
“Yes, later.” You chuckle, seeing his excitement. “You’re staying?!” He wraps his large arms around you in a tight hug, but you could barely manage a ‘yes’ because of the lack of air.
“That’s the second time in one day you try to suffocate your girlfriend to death.” You say in a strained voice, and it was only then he lets go of you, now having an apologetic look. “But I thought you love my hugs.” He pouts.
“Do I?” You tease, and he only pouts even more, if that was even possible, seeing he was going to start sulking soon, “I’m kidding.”
“Sorry~ I just love you so much.” He acts cute, you had to hold back an eyeroll, he almost fails because of his deep voice, but since he looked cute anyway, you take it.
What did you ever do to deserve him?
But what he says next only made you anticipate what you were in for later tonight.
With a very innocent voice and face, the words rolled out of his mouth smoothly as he whispers into your ear. “You can just choke me all you want later then.”
So there you stood, watching his back as he walked away.
THIS ANON REQUESTED THIS AND I A SEUNGCHEOL BIASED WAS BASICALLY KILLING MYSELF TOO. OMG SO OKAY. It took me a lot of guts before i posted this just so you know guys I am so NERVOUS mainly bcsI don’t want to ruin this blog reputation for writing good goods (shameless may it seem but i am a fan of the admins too so lol hahahaha) I’M SO SORRY BECAUSE THIS IS REALLY SHITTY AND this is just my second time posting a scenario (and it’s mah baby seungcheol again lol) and and and fck really i’m just really nervous and rlly not confident abt this so anw.
I was scrolling through the request box and I saw this and was feeling angst-y that night so why not try is what i thought. this is really short tho. (I’M SORRY) I wanted to post something as a thank you for you guys heh we love you~
Thanks to Admin Kate for editing this one and adding a lot of those dramatic shts that i really can’t express.Thank you btch love u ♥ And also the [words like these] are lyrics from I.O.I’s Downpour, credits yes. so here you go~~ i’m sorry for the grammar mistakes and my shtty writings.
-Admin Kenvy
Warnings: contains death and shitty writing..
“I’m sick of this Cheol.” You stare at him with damp eyes, biting your lips to restrain the salty tears from falling, you had already rehearsed a lot of times and successfully handled your emotions right, but the actual thing was a lot worse than what you had expected.
“No, no, Y/N please.” He begs, holding your hands tightly as he quietly sobs in your lap. You can’t help but feel your heart squeeze in pain. It was so hard to see him in this state but you needed to, as much as you want to not see him hurting, this was the only way now. He needs to let you go. He has to, or it’ll be even more harder for you to leave.
“Stop crying.” You cooed, reaching out your hand to wipe away his tears, smiling widely at him to cheer him up, silently taking his features all in. Ah, this is man I love.
He took your hand, staring at it longingly before he kissed the back of it, eyes shit as he breathed you in, he chokes on his tears, your vision became blurry at the sight. It was and always will be his favorite thing to do, kissing the back of your hand while looking at you getting all red and flustered was one of those things he loved about you. He loved the fact he had that effect on you. He treated you like a princess, he gave you everything but with the way things were now, you just didn’t deserve any of it.
“I’m tired Cheollie, can you sing me a song?” You propped yourself back under the sheets, just like those days when you have a bad day, his singing will always turn it upside down.
He tried to smile at you, and composed himself for the last time, he sniffs quietly, but resumes to clear is throat, almost too painfully.
You’ll miss him so much. You’ll miss his lovely almond eyes that always seem to take you to a newfound galaxy. Every day was an endless adventure.
I wish things wouldn’t end this way, if I knew I was going to be erased from this world then I would’ve never have dreamed of meeting you. But, I’m glad I did. You made me happy, you made me feel loved. The world didn’t seem so cruel the minute I laid my eyes on you.
[Please stay, I can’t be alone without you, yet.]
The beautiful words and tunes that always would always leave his pretty lips, he had your whole heart in his hands, the whole world.
[I keep yearning for you.]
You’ll miss loving him, you’ll miss every bit of him, you’ll miss the gummy smile that always shined so bright, you’ll miss his kisses. You’ll miss everything about him.
[I will never lose our many happy memories in the rain…]
I won’t forget the day we first met, I won’t forget the day we made amends, the day you told me you loved me, will never be forgotten. I’ll continue to love you even afterlife.
With one last look, one last smile, and one last breath you finally said goodbye.
[Goodbye to us.]
The second you close your eyes, he felt his whole world crumble down. No, please no.
Please don’t take away the most important person in my life, don’t take her away, I love her. Why are you doing this to me? God, answer me. Why?
The heart monitor fell flat, and the tears just kept on coming.
She’s gone.
He held your limp body in his arms as he held on to you tightly, sobbing loudly he hid no embarrassment.
The nurses stood and watched quietly, things like this were frequent. They knew he still needed some time.
“Y/N, no..” he sniffed, “Baby, please. Wake up.” He cried and cried. As he pulled your body closer, a sheer white paper came tumbling down from the sheets, in which he looked at curiously, he cautiously picked it up and when he saw the familiar handwriting, his stomach flipped. He hastily read the paper, his heart dropping as he read every word.
I hope you don’t regret falling in love with me, because falling in love with you is the best thing that has ever happened in my whole life. Didn’t I tell you that you’d be the only one I’d love ‘til my last breath? I kept my promise.
Hey guys, here is something i’m working on for now, i gained inspiration from something as i wrote this, AND SEBUNTEASE IS BACK IN BUSINESS HOES.
-kate
“Jihoon, why don’t you trust me?” You say in a faint whisper, head hung low, just staring at the dull ground.
“Because you keep on doing things that make me suspicious!” He raised his voice at you, you loudly scoff at his statement.
“You’re the one who is thinking bad of everything we do! What, I can’t hang out with my best friend anymore?” You fired back, scrambling to get off the bed.
“Well it seems like you’re doing more than just ‘hanging out’, I wouldn’t be surprised if you two were actually fucking behind my back.” You roll your eyes ignoring his statement, you really had to go, your tongue was itching to say something really mean, you were pissed beyond words. Just as you stood up to leave, he noticed you were about to make a run for it, so before you could, he grabs you by your waist and drags you back to the bed. But you struggle under his grip, the towel loosened because of how much you squirmed, your legs hanging by the edge, your damp hair against the sheets as he hovered above you.
“I’m not done talking, Y/N.” He grunts, holding you down. You pause momentarily and glare at him sharply.
“Well, I am.” You spat, he looks at you, dumbfounded at your choice of words, he wasn’t sure what you meant by it, and he so deeply wished that it wasn’t what he was thinking about.
“If you have nothing good to say to my fucking face then I am done with you, Lee Jihoon.” You say completely serious, with no hesitation present in your voice as you stared straight into his eyes. You felt his hold on you loosen, his eyes slightly widened actually feeling scared by your words, just hearing them come out from your mouth, he couldn’t explain what he was feeling, but never in his life had he’d ever have been so afraid, afraid of losing you.
guys we're really sorry for being inactive and not posting anything as of now. we're trying our best on finishing the fics asap but writer's block is a bitch and keeps on bothering us lfiavrlsm. we really really feel bad for not being able to post anything but we're trying our best so please be patient with us! we love u xoxo 💕 -sebuntease
