better when it feels wrong // kim hongjoong
pairing: kim hongjoong x reader, park seonghwa is your ex genre: smut wc: 2.7k warnings: unprotected sex, public/risky sex
"C'mon, Y/N! The end's this way!" Your friend was the partier, the one who always wanted to go out and begged you to join. Up until a few weeks ago, you were able to use your boyfriend as an excuse. But, of course, you two broke up. And you've been mopey ever since (even though you were the one to dump him). So in the spirit of busting you out of your funk and getting back to your 'hot girl shit' as your friend had so eloquently put it, you'd gotten dressed up and headed to your city's hottest club, Wicked Ones.
You were following after your friend down the line that extended down the side of the building, the thumping beat hitting your chest as you passed the open doors. As you walked, you felt someone's eyes on you and looked up. Time slowed down it seemed as your eyes met his. There was this glint to them that made your heart thump louder than the music inside. He fully turned towards you as you continued past him, and you even found yourself almost fully walking backwards, unable to tear your gaze from him. "Hello, earth to Y/N?"
Your attention immediately snapped back to your friend like the spell had been released and you joined them at the end of the line. "Huh? Sorry..did you see that guy? He's so..." you trailed off, still looking after him. He'd turned his attention back to his friends but kept sneaking glances at you too. "Fine? Hot as fuck? You two were practically eye-fucking each other." At first it sounded like they were scolding you. Until that Cheshire's grin spread across their face and they elbowed your side. "That's what I wanna see tonight, but remember! You're single, so you better mingle. He can't be the only hot guy in the club."
Right, they were right. You were going to play the field tonight. But you had already found your first player. It didn't take long for you to get inside, you and your friend making a beeline for the bar. Your friend seemed to be a regular here, the way the bartender immediately took their order and you were downing two shots in no time. Right as you sat the shot glass down, a voice behind you got your attention. "Found you."
You turned around to see the same guy from before standing behind you with a grin. You returned it, tucking hair behind your ear. "Good job, detective. Would you like a prize?" you teased. That made him chuckle and the sound sent butterflies flittering in your stomach. "I would, actually. Let me buy you a drink?" He asked as he slid himself beside you at the bar and flagged them down. "Sounds more like a prize for me, but I won't say no. Vodka redbull, if you would." He signaled to the bartender for two of them, adding them to his tab before handing you yours first. "Cheers, ......?" He said, raising his cup to yours with a curious brow. "Y/N. Cheers, ....?" "Hongjoong." Your cups tapped and both of you took generous sips. A bit escaped your lips and dribbled down your chin, which Hongjoong reached for with his thumb, eyes taking in every detail in your lips as it cleaned up the spill. Your heart was pounding and you felt heat flush your skin. But it was when he slipped his thumb between his own lips, eyes lifting to yours through his lashes, that that heat went straight to your core. He's so hot.
You must've been staring with your mouth agape because he chuckled at your reaction, leaning in closer to your body. The two of you kept chatting and the more you spoke, the more flustered you got. It couldn't have been the alcohol hitting you that fast, you weren't a lightweight. But you felt flustered and in a haze. It would've stayed that way if someone hadn't interrupted. "What the hell?" Both of your heads snapped to the owner of the voice and your stomach dropped. "Seonghwa? What are you doing here?" you asked him incredulously. He ignored your question, accusatory gaze flicking between you and Hongjoong. "Why are you talking to Hongjoong?" You gaped at him, looking from Hongjoong to Seonghwa. "You know him?" you asked, pointing at the man who'd been flustering since you walked in the door. "Know him? Yeah, he was my old roommate that moved out a few years ago. He just moved back into town." Seonghwa's gaze was still piercing you and you felt your face pale. Shit. Your breakup had been an awkward but necessary one, and this tension was too much for you. "Uh--shit. Sorry I uh--I've gotta go find my friend. See you." You quickly managed to stumble out before you grabbed your drink and ran off into the crowd. Finding your friend hadn't been hard as they tended to be the life of the party wherever they went. You explained what happened and they encouraged you to just down your drink and let loose. So you did just that. It didn't take long, just a handful of songs and a few more shots, for you to loosen up and forget the awkward encounter with your ex. You weren't going to let it ruin your night so you drank and danced, every now and then catching Hongjoong's eye staring at you from across the club.
You couldn't like, you found it hot. So you grinned at him, now sufficiently tipsy and warmed up. You felt unstoppable. You danced with your friend and whoever was around, moving your body to the music like a siren. By the end of the next song you were panting a bit and decided you needed a breather. "Hey, I'll be right back. Gonna get some air," you told your friend who whooped in response and went right back to dancing. You laughed as you walked away, weaving your way through the crowd towards the bathrooms. Before you could make it, a hand wraps around your wrist and pulls you into a back hallway covered in neon signs. "Hey--!" you began to protest before whoever had grabbed you had your back against a wall, one hand holding your waist in a tight grip while the other caged you in. Hongjoong. Your heart was pounding and that familiar heat he'd stoked in your core before came flaring back to life. "So. You're Seonghwa's ex girlfriend, hm?" You put on your best unbothered face and raised your brows at him with a shrug. "Yeah? So what?" He leaned in closer to you, letting out a tsk. "Ah, well that puts me in an awkward spot." "Be for real. There's plenty of people here, I think you'll be fine," you scoff with a roll of your eyes. "I haven't even looked at anyone else since I saw you outside." That took you by surprise. You blink in confusion, stumbling over your tongue. "H-hwhat?"
Next thing you know it, he's inches away from your face. You can feel his breath ghost your skin and you shudder. "Tell me to stop.." he breathes.
But your brain is firing at rapid pace and you look around. "B..but what about Seonghwa?"
"Seonghwa doesn't need to know," he replies with a slight shrug and a smirk.
His confidence is contagious so you smile. That was all it took before his lips were crashing into yours and your hands were slipping around his neck. The contact between you two pulled a groan from his lips which made your body burn hotter, pulling you in like a magnet. Anything to be closer.
Any and all thoughts of how you shouldn’t be hooking up with your ex’s roommate burned into cinders within Hongjoong’s passionate touch. You tugged his lip into your mouth which made him snarl, sending an electric shock down your spine straight to the flaming embers of your core.
Hongjoong’s hands slide down to grip the dip in your hips, fingers pressing into the soft flesh of your ass hard enough to bruise—like letting go of you would dissolve the illusion. His grip pulls you into him, your hips against his where you can feel how hard he already is through his jeans and it makes you whine.
That makes him smirk against your lips, grinning as he pulls back with your bottom lip between his teeth as his brows raise curiously. “Want it?” he asks you, hands slipping down to grip right beneath your ass while digits explore the perimeter of your clothed sex. Teasing, taunting strokes hidden under the guise of adjusting his grip and he watches you, waiting for your answer.
Your chest is heaving with panting breaths, those few moments spent kissing you having done enough damage to make you a dizzy, lust-addled mess. You nod first, looking up at him with a desperate doe-eyed gaze before you can manage to find the words.
“Yes—please,” comes out in a breathy tone and his eyes roll back and close at the desperation in your voice.
Quickly his lips find your neck, kissing up to your ear as his grip tightens possessively at the underside of your ass while he whispers; “You’re so pretty when you say please.”
As unceremonious as it is to fuck someone you just met in the back hallway of a club where anyone could stumble upon you, the look he’s had set on you all night had stoked the embers that kept your core warm until they were a raging fire desperate to be quelled. And that wasn’t something you could ignore, Seonghwa be damned.
Just as soon as he finished speaking he captured your lips again, bruising and starving as if he hadn’t had this in a while. He groaned around your tongue, hand dipping between your thighs boldly now to stroke paths up to your clit where the pads of his fingers circled and teased you through the thin fabric of your leggings. He smirks against your lips again, pulling back to speak. “You’re so wet for me already. You’ve been waiting for me to do this haven’t you?”
The question makes your face burn with heat and you stammer hurriedly to deny it. But when you couldn’t find the words he knew he was right.
“Then I won’t make you wait any longer.”
Next thing you knew he was turning you to face the wall, pulling your hips back and guiding you to bend forward, your hands planted on either side of your face against the cool surface of painted brick. All while unfastening his pants behind you enough to free his erection, hissing through his teeth as the cool air hit his now exposed cock.
He presses into you as his hands pull your leggings and panties down just below your ass, lips and teeth grazing your neck. “Good girl,” he breathes, one hand massaging your ass in its grasp as the other lines his cock up with your dripping hole. You gasp as he pushes inside of you without another word, head falling back in bliss at the feeling of being so full and so suddenly.
Your body had been craving this since you first spoke to him tonight and it was evident the way your walls pulled him in and held him there. He could tell too, if the satisfied way he moaned into the shell of your ear was any indication.
“Fuck, Y/N…”
“Hongjoong,” you whine in reply, hips pushing back into him impatiently. You want him to start moving, and you want it now. Hard and fast, like the bass pounding through the club that reverberates through the walls. As if saying his name was a trigger, his hips pull back and snap forward into yours once, twice, before he sets a hard and quick pace.
You can’t help how loud you are because god he feels so good. And as much as it makes Hongjoong smile to hear his affect on you, he’s smart enough to know that the two of you can’t be too loud.
So he hooks one arm behind both of your elbows, pulling your upper body into his chest and forcing your lower back into an arch while his free hand finds your mouth.
“Your noises are so pretty, baby, but we can’t get caught, hm? Be good, open your mouth for me,” he instructs you and you oblige widening your already open mouth. He slips his index and ring finger between your lips and you don’t need to be told what to do next as they wrap around his digits and you suckle them, moans effectively muffled by your tongue and his fingers.
The way you do as he says so eagerly makes his head swim and he growls behind your ear a string of praising expletives as he pounds your tight pussy over and over, making sure that it remembers the shape of him.
As much as you loved Seonghwa, he had never fucked you like this, and maybe he knew this about Hongjoong and it was why he was so bothered to see the two of you near each other. Because if this is how his friend was in a dirty quickie, he’d have no hope of getting you back if you ever spent time with Hongjoong in privacy.
Already you could feel how his cock was swelling inside of you, letting you know just how close he was. Eager to cum with him, you wriggle one of your arms free to guide his hand out of your mouth and between your thighs. Hongjoong picks up on what you want immediately and slips his saliva coated fingers between your folds as he fucks you until they find your swollen clit.
That contact immediately made you whine out loud and you bite down on your lip to swallow the rest of your noises. His fingers expertly work your sensitive clit into overdrive as his thrusts into your hole never falter and you can feel the muscles in your abdomen clench and release as your orgasm builds its way to a crescendo.
“Hongjoong please—-I’m gonna cum…” you whine desperately to which he grunts in response.
“Yeah? You want to cum with me, baby? Say please.”
You whine in response at first, not used to having to ask and he snaps his hips into you harder, his fingers stilling as he waits for your plea.
“P-Please! Please let me cum,” you beg him, thighs shaking as your hips push back into his of their own accord.
“That’s a good girl, cum for me, baby,” he purrs against your neck, fingers returning harder and faster than before until you’re both tumbling over the edge into your orgasms. Hongjoong pulls out just in time to cum against your exposed ass as your pussy spasms and clenches around nothing, making you whine and shake.
It takes only a moment for you two to come down from your high, both with heaving chests and sloppy grins. Hongjoong fishes a handful of bar napkins out of his back pocket to clean up his mess before stuffing himself back in his jeans and helping you redress.
You look at him with a raised brow at the napkins. “So you were prepared for this, huh? What, did you think I was that easy?” you ask him curiously to which he chuckles and shakes his head.
“I didn’t think that at all. I just happened to have them from a drink and thought it would be smart of me to keep them handy. Looks like I was right,” he teased, tossing them away before he grabs you by your hips and pulls you to his chest. He places a few slow appreciative kisses up your neck until he finds your lips and kisses you slowly and deliberately before pulling back.
“Y/N, I want to see you again..”
You bite your lip and look down. Now that the heat of the moment has passed your heart flutters at the thought of Seonghwa and you look up at Hongjoong and open your mouth to speak, but he interrupts you before you start.
“I don’t want to cause trouble, although I wouldn’t mind. It’s your decision.”
That makes you smile and after a moment’s thought, you hold your hand out for his phone. He passes it to you eagerly and you quickly type your number in. “Call me, and we’ll see,” you say, giving him a quick kiss on the cheek before heading back to the dance floor to find your friend.
