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SYNOPSIS. your boyfriend's drunk and when he sees you talking to another guy at the club, he spirals into a murderous, jealous rage, and decides to take it out on you in the middle of an empty alleyway until he's reassured that you only have eyes for him.
GENRE. smut, dub con (cuz reader doesn't wanna fuck in an alley way lmao), exhibitionism, jealousy, yandere themes, dirty talk, face fucking, oral, blowjob, fingering, breeding kink, unprotected sex, public sex, overstimulation
WARNINGS. please read this at your own discretion! mentions of drinking, yeonjun's acting lowkey toxic, minors do not interact
A/N. i've been writing this for a few days and i really like it so i hope y'all like it too! not proofread so ignore any grammar mistakes if you find any. reblogs and feedback are always appreciated! requests are open in cause you’d like to read something similar (or different).
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yeonjun was a terrible drunk. yet he loved taking you to the club every other weekend and getting absolutely shit faced because he was young and wanted to indulge in the pleasures of life. alcohol seemed to intensify his emotions by the millions. he was already a pretty possessive, jealous, and combative guy, and when drunk, those qualities of his only got worse. that’s why you were trying to skedaddle from the club before something went wrong and things got out of hand. you had quite a lot of alcohol in your system as well and were no where near fit to have control over him if he did end up going into a homicidal rage.
on your way out the door, you passed by the restrooms and yeonjun adamantly insisted that you go wait by the club’s entrance for a moment while he did his business before leaving. you were never one to keep him from using the bathroom if he needed to, but you were nervous. what if he bumped into someone in there and got all riled up? you couldn’t even go inside to interject. you prayed that nothing would get out of hand and kept your head down, avoiding eye contact with all the men that entered and exited the club, not wanting to give them any reason to linger around you. if yeonjun witnessed someone so much as glance your way, you knew he would be enraged. but it seemed the universe was not on your side.
“excuse me, miss. do you know where the closest bus stop is from here?” you hadn’t even realised when this man had walked up to you. startled, you looked at him wide eyed and glanced back at the restroom’s entrance. he appeared nice enough, and he didn’t seem interested in you at all. just an exhausted soul trying to go home, much like you were. you needed to hurry this up. “umm, yeah. there should be one on the main road. just turn left when you walk out and head straight. then take another left and i think it’ll be right in front of an ice cream parlour.”
the guy nodded gave you a grateful smile. “thank you so much. i’m not really familiar with this area and my friends sort of ditched me,” he laughed and scratched the back of his neck. you bit your lip anxiously. if he had his directions why the hell wasn’t he leaving? this was not a great time for small talk. “oh that’s unfortunate,” you replied sympathetically, not wanting to be mean to him. “anyways, you’re welcome and i hope you have a safe trip home.” he laughed and checked his phone, finally stepping towards the entrance. “you too! have a good night!”
once he was gone, you felt a wave of relief wash over you. thank god yeonjun hadn’t arrived in the midst of that conversation. you couldn’t imagine what would have happened if he had. you doubted he would have felt any pity for the poor fellow.
“hey y/n.” speak of the devil. yeonjun’s voice made you jump. he had shown up out of nowhere. you turned around, a bit surprised to see him smiling at you. “was it crowded in there?” you asked as you both finally exited the club. the night air was breezy and humid, a tad bit more refreshing than the stuffy atmosphere you had just walked out of. as you made your way to the main road, yeonjun nodded and grabbed your hand. “soobin said we could crash at his place. i know a short cut so we’ll cut through some alleyways.”
“okay,” you replied. it didn’t really matter to you, so long as you had somewhere to go. you quietly followed behind yeonjun, trusting his navigation skills. the alleyways you snaked through were dark and damp. you stuck close to him, glancing behind your shoulder every now and then. after a few minutes of walking you entered a more dimly lit alley. it was also wider, so you presumed you had arrived close to soobin’s apartment.
without any warning, yeonjun yanked your arm, jerking your body forward, making you stumble in front of him. before you could even process what had happened, he pushed you up against the wall, sticking his knee in between your legs. your dress rode up your thighs, panties on full display. “y-yeonjun?” you didn’t dare look him in the eye. that same smile from before was still plastered on his face, but it was only now that you were able to make out how sinister it was. you broke into a nervous sweat, unsure of his intentions.
he moved closer to you. you straightened your back, rigid against the rough, grainy concrete, and pressed the palms of your hands flat on the wall. “w-wait, we can’t do this here…” you murmured, still in complete shock.
yeonjun’s hands were balled into fists. he slammed one right next to your face, making you jump. “i was watching you. why were you talking to another guy when you already have me?” his eyes were boring into yours, voice bitter and laced with malice. when you didn’t answer him, his knee rubbed against your clothed cunt, the friction making a cruel warmth blossom between your legs.
“uh..ah, no…no! please stop!” you urged, afraid someone might catch you like this and call the cops. “don’t say no to me,” yeonjun sneered, grabbing your face with his fingers. his grip was tight, making you wince. “look at me,” he ordered, lifting you chin up, keeping you from avoiding eye contact. he let go of your jaw and cupped your cheek tenderly, a complete 180 from his previous touch. “i promised you that i’d always keep you safe, didn’t i? i told you i’d protect you from all the horrible men who have bad intentions right?” he asked, his voice now soft and gentle. it wasn’t enough to subside the thundering of your heart though. you nodded meekly, scared and unsure where he was going with this.
yeonjun smiled, satisfied that you were on the same page. “but it’s not fair that i’m the only one making promises, is it?” now he sounded a little hurt. it seemed he indeed had witnessed you speaking to that helpless guy. but you had no idea what he was saying. you were so confused. all you could muster was a weak “huh?” yeonjun let out a shaky sigh, as if he were restraining himself. “i’ve promised to protect you at all costs, so it’s only customary that you promise me not to look at any other men.” the urgency in his gaze and voice had you transfixed. this was a new height of possessiveness you were experiencing.
“can you do that y/n? can you promise me that you won’t look at any other men and that you’ll only love me? you are mine, so don’t look at anyone but me.”
he dropped his hand from your face, using his fingers to pull your panties to the side. he moved his knee out from between your legs and pushed a finger inside your cunt. you gasped and looked down. “wh-why here?” yeonjun completely ignored your question, slipping his finger out of you and pressing it to your clit. “we can’t do this here,” you pleaded as he toyed with you. yeonjun smirked. “you are mine right? or, do you spread your legs open for anyone? this kind of thing gets you wet so quickly.”
only he knew what he was saying. it was like he was thinking out loud. you didn’t feel comfortable doing this while you were so exposed. anyone could walk upon you two at any moment and you wouldn’t be able to live with yourself if someone saw you like this.
“come on, answer me. you think about other men using you like this don’t you?” you had no idea how he’d jumped to such an absurd conclusion, but you shook your head in strong denial. “n-no i don’t,” you whimpered, a soft moan following your words. you couldn’t resist his touch no matter how hard you tried, and you knew he was using that to his advantage.
this time he pushed two fingers inside you, curling them upwards once they were knuckle deep. “you know, you’d make for a talented whore.” your eyes widened in disbelief. did he not believe you? “why are you saying such horrible things?” yeonjun snickered condescendingly. “it’s not horrible. it’s the truth.”
it was clear, yeonjun wasn’t going to stop until he was satisfied, and now, you had no clue how to make him feel so. if only you knew what he was thinking. you’d let him hear exactly what he wanted and be able to go home without humiliating yourself in front of any unsuspecting strangers.
yeonjun could see the gears cranking in your head. he laughed out loud, startling you. “were you thinking of fucking that guy too? scum like him wouldn’t be able to protect you.” he slipped his fingers out of you, stealing all the warmth from your body. the cold sweat you’d broken into hadn’t subsided at all.
“maybe i should have killed him,” he concluded, turning around to where you’d come from. you knew the guy was probably long gone by now. but still. yeonjun wasn’t thinking straight. he’d already pulled enough alarming shit already. you had no way of telling how far he was willing to go because everything he had done so far was utterly unexpected. panic riddled your mind. “n-no! don’t!” you pleaded, grabbing his wrist.
yeonjun grinned as if this were the exact reaction he had wanted from you. “fine,” he breathed, listening to you. he faced you again. “alright, suck my dick right here. if you do that, i’ll think about it.” he was saying it like it was the most obvious alternative there could have been to your words. “what, here…? c-can we at least go somewhere…,” you glanced around nervously. it wasn’t that late. how come there was no one around? you were extremely paranoid.
“y/n,” yeonjun deadpanned. “uh, ah…” you knew there was no denying him. not when it seemed like this consideration was pacifying him, albeit momentarily. he was giving you the choice, and it was something you could work it. so you dropped to your knees without a second thought, popping open the button on his jeans. he pulled down the zipper and slipped his cock out. you stared at his tip, all angry and red, rather warily. you hadn’t even noticed he had a boner. you still didn’t understand why this had to happen in the middle of an oddly deserted alleyway, but who were you to complain?
“come on y/n. hurry up.” he hurged. “it is night time, but it’s not that late, so someone might see us,” he warned, suddenly turning into the god of consideration and public decency. you let out a defeated groan under your breath. it seemed you had no choice. placing your hands on his thighs, you opened your mouth and closed your lips around his cock.
yeonjun leaned over and grabbed the back of your head, pulling you forward until the tip of your nose brushed against his abdomen. your eyes immediately filled with tears that dropped down your cheeks as you squeezed your eyes shut while gagging around his cock. “such a warm, warm throat,” yeonjun admired. “but a think it’s a little lacking…”
you let out a confused noise, eyes widening in concern. you really did not like the sound of that. yeonjun adjusted his grip on your head, pulling his cock out of your mouth just a little before snapping his hips forward. you yelped and dug your knees harder into the ground, steadying yourself as he began doing it again and again. his cock was so big, you were finding it hard to breathe. your damp eyes stung, begging him to go easy on you. but yeonjun was just so lost in the pleasure he was feeling, grinning and grunting as he fucked your mouth relentlessly. the sounds of you continuously choking on his cock were so serene to him. this was exactly how you deserved to be treated after you showed so much interest in another man. the mere thought of the incident riled him up all over again. he grit his teeth with a frown. “ahh…i-i’m going to cum, okay…?”
you managed to make some sort of noise in response. despite his warning you were still caught off guard by the warm ropes of cum that shot out of his cockhead. yeonjun let go of your head and pulled his cock out of your mouth. seeing the way you were struggling to catch your breath made him scoff. “open your mouth for me,” he demanded. your mouth was technically already open with how hard you were panting, but yeonjun wasn’t satisfied. he wanted a peak at your cum filled mouth. he took it upon himself to press his thumb down on your tongue, making you instinctively pop your jaw wide open. and there it was, as pretty as the stars in the night sky, a sight so preciously indicative that you were his.
he cupped your cheek, smiling at you endearingly. “good girl. now swallow it.” the innocence in his tone juxtaposed to the salaciousness of his words shocked you. yeonjun bent down, pulling your face closer to his. “hurry up. all you’ve got to do is swallow it.” he was smiling but that scary, crazed look hadn’t left his eyes, not even once. you pushed the salty substance down your throat, opening your mouth as confirmation. yeonjun seemed elated. he wrapped his arms around your shoulders, trapping you in a bone crushing hug. “good job y/n!”
was it all over now? was it finally time to go home? yeonjun lifted you back on your feet, patting your head assuringly as he beamed and giggled. the corners of your lips twitched, unsure if it was okay to smile just yet. you did feel happy, glad that you had been able to satisfy him regardless of how unaware you were. but your feelings were conflicting your thoughts. your soaked panties gave enough indication that you had enjoyed yourself to some degree, but your mind was completely put off by how risky and inappropriate the whole ordeal was.
while you were lost in thought, yeonjun had switched places with you, moving you closer to the wall. it wasn’t until he flipped you around and yanked your dress up your ass that you finally snapped out of it. “put your hands against the wall,” he instructed, holding your waist. of course he wasn’t over yet. all your relief shattered in an instant. as if you were under arrest, you did as he said, feeling his hands travel down to your bare thighs. “i haven’t punished you yet for what you did earlier, right?” he taunted into your ear. he grabbed a fistful of your panties and ripped them apart with one sharp tug of his arms, leaving you whimpering and gasping in utter shock.
the tattered material dropped to the ground, linking around your ankle. he slammed his fist right next to your face, making you jump for the millionth time this night. “spread your pussy open for me if you want me to put it in.” he nudged his hardened cock against your ass, knowing you were dying to refuse him. now that you had incentive, your conscious malfunctioned. having sex in a place like this was absolutely insane. but yeonjun was even crazier, and you still had zero clue what he was thinking.
reaching a hand down, you placed your fingers under your ass and moved them aside, putting your pussy on full display for yeonjun. he hummed excitedly, sliding his thumb along your slit while pumping his cock. “don’t cum until i say you can.” his voice was all bright and cheery again. “if you cum early, i’ll kill that guy you were talking to earlier.”
you glanced back at him warily, terrified at the smile on his face. how could he say such things so happily? before you could respond to him, he shoved his cock inside you, all at once, giving you zero time to adjust to his size. the stretch stung. “w-wait put it in slowl-” the words had been on the tip of your tongue. but there was no use for them any longer. yeonjun pulled your hips back, grinding his cock into you. a wave of arousal pooled down your walls, making him still. “huh? did you by any chance cum already?”
you moaned, clenching around his cock. “i-i didn’t cum.” you were worried. would he even believe you? by the way he snapped his hips into you again, you figured he had. “i thought so. since if you did, that scumbag from earlier would die.”
every single time he said something along those lines you were riddled with anxiety. “why are you saying shit like that?” you didn’t have the strength to argue with him, especially when he was drunk, but you were irritated and panicked. “one second you’re acting all sweet and turned on and the next you’re pissed off and homicidal!” it didn’t matter. your words were falling on deaf ears. you should have expected that he wouldn’t give a shit about your outburst. he was too busy trying to convince himself that you were still his by degrading your body. you knew jealousy was tough to get over, but you felt so humiliated.
yeonjun leaned forward and brought his lips right next to yours ears. “i don’t think i’ve said anything horrible, so i don’t really understand why you’re so upset.” he only confirmed your concerns were pointless. he slammed his cock into you, going so deep his tip pushed against your sweet spot. you let out a pained moan, knees buckling unstably. he had done that on purpose, and he mercilessly did it again.
“stop! no!” you begged him, hating the way it felt. your walls kept clenching around his cock, with each sharp thrust, fingers clawing at the wall, needing to grasp something to help ease the pain. “ah, ah..no, no!” you shrieked, desperate to quell his aggression. yeonjun laughed and gradually toned down. his thrusts stopped short of your g-spot, letting the pleasure wash away all the pain. you moaned in relief, shutting your eyes and calming down. your walls didn’t stop squeezing around him. you continued to clench them, trying to pacify the incessant throbbing of your clit. it was clear as day, to you and to him, that you weren’t going to last much longer. you pushed your hands against the wall, bending down even more, willing yourself to keep going.
abruptly, yeonjun slowed his thrusts, eyes lighting up as a faint chuckle left him. you let out a noise of confusion. “i think…someone’s coming this way,” he alerted, pausing to listen. you too zeroed in on your surroundings, heart dropping to your stomach when you heard the unmistakable tapping of approaching footsteps. now that he’d made you aware, yeonjun jumped straight back to tormenting you, resuming his bold thrusts as if nothing had happened. you reached behind your back and pushed at his thigh, urging him to stop. “you don’t want to be seen?” he asked. was he being serious right now? you whined at him. “of course i wouldn’t want to be seen like this. no.” you winced at the way he cackled. “hey, you don’t want to be seen right? by anyone other than who?”
he was so obsessed. you were too frazzled to think straight. “what do you mean ‘who’?” you asked stupidly. yeonjun clicked his tongue disapprovingly. “i’ll do something about it if you answer me,” he incentivised. your eyes widened in realization. of course he was referring to himself. “ah, i-i don’t want to be seen by anyone other than you, yeonjun,” you moaned weakly. yeonjun brought his face right next to yours, a satisfied grin on his happy face. “hmm, is that so?” he teased. you shut your eyes, face screwing in resistance. your legs were quivering, about on the verge of an orgasm.
“don’t worry. you know i’d never let anyone see you like this right? no one’s coming any more,” he assured. how ironic considering he was doing all these foul things to you in the middle of an alleyway. you moaned uninterestly, too concerned with the orgasm you were holding back. yeonjun pulled out of you, pausing for a brief moment before snapping his cock back into you. “you can cum now,” he allowed, bringing back the rough thrusts.
you had spent such a long time willing yourself to do the exact opposite that breaking your resolve took a few tricky seconds. but the way his cock was ticklishly massaging your walls eventually did send you over the edge. you hung your head, forgetting where you were for a moment. the orgasm he sent you into was so intense your entire body started shaking. yeonjun held your weight, pulling your limp body towards himself. as you heaved in exhaustion, yeonjun held your face and brought your lips to his, pulling away from the wet kiss with a string of saliva connecting your tongues.
“how much do you think that birth control you put in your arm costs, y/n?” what was he even talking about? the only thing you could think about was how drunk he was, and it hadn’t seemed like the alcohol had worn off even a bit. “umm, it was pretty expensive” you answered. yeonjun hummed and nodded, turning you around to face him. “i bet it was. you could probably buy a castle with that much money right?”
you were firmly confident that was next to impossible. but you knew there was something else he was playing at here. he pushed you back against the wall once more and lifted your leg, eliminating all distance between you two. “you don’t want to get pregnant, right? if it’s that expensive then it’ll guarantee that you won’t, so there’s no need to worry about that anymore.” his words sounded like an internal monolouge more than anything. but you weren’t done here, that was clear.
yeonjun pulled the straps of your dress down your shoulders until your breasts were exposed. it’s cut was too low for a bra, so you hadn’t bothered wearing one. he licked his fingers and rubbed them over your slit, getting you wet enough for him to slip back into. “don’t worry. it’ll be fine no matter how much i cum inside you,” he whispered, pumping himself a few times, before he entered you again. “i’ll fill your womb up.”
if you were in the bedroom when he said that, you would have cum on the spot. your reason for starting birth control had primarily been to entertain his breeding fetish. both of you enjoyed it, and you knew he was persuading you to let him continue by suggesting it right now. so, just maybe, you didn’t mind another quick round. “do you promise this is the last thing we do here?”
the smile on his face disappeared. he didn’t appreciate that you were treating this like a chore. “who knows,” he replied, pressing down on your mound so he could feel his cock fill you up from the outside. “i guess that just gives me more reason to take my time then.” he grinned at you, crashing your lips together. the second he started slamming his cock inside you, an overwhelming wave of pleasure washed over you. you were getting overstimulated and it was almost unbearable. yeonjun coaxed you by running his tongue over yours, swallowing all your whines and moans. his hips moved fast and precisely, hand sliding from under your knee. his fingers dug into your ass, eyes creaking open to catch a glimpse of your fucked out expression. “looks like you’re enjoying this even though we’re outside, baby.”
you pulled away from the long kiss, staring into his dark eyes. you had been against it at first but there was no denying you were liking it more now, predominantly because he had stopped talking about killing people.
“well i guess you can’t help it, since you like doing things that feel good, right?”
the way you had started clenching around his cock all over again was telling enough. it was embarrassing how quick you felt your second orgasm approaching. not only was he physically fucking you, but mentally too. he was saying all the right things now, telling you everything you wanted to hear, things that deep down you knew you could never truly disagree with. he was feeding in to your fantasies. you threw your head back and moaned comfortably. yeonjun wrapped his arms around your shoulders and hugged you, groaning your name needily.
yeonjun pressed down on your mound again, emphasizing the motions of his cock inside you. he fit you so well, every single inch giving you copious amounts of pleasure. yeonjun was close now, you could tell just by the way he was fucking you. he had sped up significantly, but his thrusts were short. you wanted to try cumming with him. as if he had heard your thoughts, yeonjun started rubbing your clit with his thumb, concluding all the dirty talk and pouring his entire focus into making you cum.
it was when his cock twitched inside you that your toes curled and you sunk your teeth into your bottom lip. “ah fuck, i’m cumming,” you whimpered, walls squeezing his cock so tight he couldn’t move. but he didn’t need to. your sticky arousal pooled around his length, the pusling of your walls providing just enough friction to send him over the edge. he filled you up with his cum, just as promised, and once he was sure he had emptied every last drop, he pulled out of you and held his fingers right in front of your pussy, collecting his seed as it leaked out of you.
you pushed him away and pulled your dress back down. he was finally starting to sober up. you picked up your tattered panties and sighed dejectedly. “these were one of my best pairs,” you complained with a frown. yeonjun was busy swirling his own cum around his fingers. “you know, it’s more convenient when you don’t have anything on. easier to fuck you like this.”
okay not to be that person but quit commenting on my smuts saying "this would be traumatising" or "omg im traumatised" even if it's not negatively connotated because i just hate it and i don't think it's funny.
i get that some of the shit i write is lowkey toxic and not everyone's cup of tea, but it all has warnings and i'm advising you to read it at your own discretion on top of that for a reason.
plus, this is all fiction at the end of the day and none of the idols i write those types of fics for really act like that. i'm very grateful that y'all even read my fics but i just wanted to put this out there because i genuinely need it to stop.
SYNOPSIS. you've come back home for summer break and during a party with all your high school buddies, you decide to play a game of truth or drink. during the game, you end up vaguely confessing your newfound feelings for heeseung, who interested in your interest in him, offers to do something with you that he would never dream of doing with a close friend.
PAIRING. bff!heeseung x fem!reader | WORDS. 5,093 | GENRE/CW. smut, drinking, driving while intoxicated, slight angst if you squint, cunnilingus, fingering, protected sex, fwb!au | WARNINGS. read at your own discretion, minors do not interact.
A/N. more enhypen content!!! i know all my wips have been about him lately, i swear i'm not a solo stan lmao. this was one of the first requests i ever got so i thought i would publish it first since i didn't really know where to start. but i hope y'all like it! also, this is not proofread so please do ignore any grammar mistakes if you find any. reblogs and feedback are highly encouraged and always appreciated! requests are open in case you’d like to read something similar (or different).
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“gather round, gather round, and allow us to commence this game of truth or drink!” jake bellowed from his five-inch pedestal (a step stool). those of you who were still giving the wretched “end of summer” party he had thrown a chance, assembled yourselves into a somewhat neat circle. whoever had suggested playing this game was one nosy motherfucker. but who cared? this was probably the last night you high school friends had with each other before you went back to your respective universities for another excruciating semester of stress, sleep deprivation, tears, and more partying. the more oversharing, the better! everyone cheered as jay came around filling your solo cups to the brim with booze he was trying to get rid of before his dad noticed it missing from his at home bar.
“okay, the rules are very simple. so don’t fuck this up,” jake stated, kicking his stool to the side so he could join the circle. “we’re gonna begin with a random person. that person chooses someone to ask a random question- can’t be a yes or no one cause then it’s no fun. the person questioned either answers the question if they’re feeling brave enough, or, they down the entirety of their cup and choose someone else to ask a question. got it?”
you nodded in agreement. the game sounded easy enough. as if he had been waiting for the opportunity his entire life, sunghoon volunteered to be the first asker, and his target was heeseung. “brother hee, you literal motherfucker, tell me, how are things going with that milf from next door you’ve been screwing?”
interested gasps erupted in the room. all eyes were on heeseung. everyone knew he had a thing for older women. but hearing that he had found one to actually fuck around with was news. he chuckled, slightly embarrassed and eyed his cup, contemplating his choices. “ah fuck it,” he decided, rubbing the back of his neck. “she wanted me to move in and shit. take care of her babies. i straight up said no. i was only in it for the sex. i’m not trying to be anyone’s daddy.”
while everyone hyped heeseung up, you snuck in a sip of your drink, hating the way your mouth had gone dry out of anxiousness. little did you know, that someone had picked up on the discreet recovery. heeseung pointed to sunghoon, a mischievous grin etched on his countenance. “let me ask the snake, where’d you get the money to buy that sweet ride you came here in? cause we all know that’s not from waiting tables at a michelin star restaurant.”
sunghoon beamed knowingly, the way his lips were pursed giving him away. he raised his cup to his lips, hesitated, and brought it back down. “i hate you so fucking much lee. i totally don’t have an only fans.” eyes in the room widened in disbelief. honestly, the more you thought about it, the more sense it made. sunghoon certainly lived more lavishly than he could theoretically afford to. at least he was putting those good looks to use. you approved of his part time career choice.
jake patted heeseung’s back, pleased with the confession he had just extracted from his best friend. “i don’t think it’s getting juicier than that!”
silence settled over the room. it was time for round three. sunghoon stalked the group for his next target, striving to redeem himself after such a significant admittance. he seemed to ponder on jay, raising his brows as if he were having some sort of telepathic conversation with him. one understanding nod later, his eyes landed on you, smiling ever so kindly. your fingers tingled, veins coursing with adrenaline. what could he have to ask you?
“y/n. our ever secretive and reserved y/n. why don’t you tell us about your crush? i know you have one.” sunghoon wiggled his brows, giggling evilly while giving jay a high five. had this been communicated? because it felt like they were setting you up for something. your drink was right there, clasped in your hand. either you could down it all and settle your frazzled nerves, thereby avoiding confrontation. or you could take a chance and give your friends something to chew on but also risk being blatantly obvious and ruin your chances with the guy you were pursuing.
“how specific do i have to be?” you asked for clarification, looking towards the game’s master. jake shrugged. “as much as you want. just don’t be too vague or i’ll give you jay’s party pooper title.” well that didn’t add on to the pressure you were already feeling at all. you let out a breath and shook your head. everyone was on the edge of their seats, and you didn’t want to be the boring idiot who let them leave disappointed. besides, even if they figured out who it was, you would be all the way across the country in a few days time, so it really didn’t matter.
“well then, where do i even start?” before you could continue, sunghoon rolled his eyes at you and complained, “skip the poetic bullshit and tell us how bad you want to fuck him!”
you made a face at him, feigning offense at the interruption. “anyways, he’s our age. tall, handsome, passionate about the things he does- all that basic stuff. he’s kinda nerdy when you get to know him. i didn’t always have a crush on him. just something i started feeling recently i guess. people change, puberty, college, it does shit to you. i wasn’t expecting the glow up when i came back home. but i’m not complaining about it at all.” you concluded with a few nods.
unfortunately for jake, you couldn’t not be vague about it. especially not when the very person you were talking about was sitting right in front of you.
you met eyes with heeseung, who was staring at you intently. apart from jay and sunghoon, you could hear the gears in everyone’s brains churning, wondering who on earth you were talking about it. glancing at the two boys warily, you silently pleaded that they would let you off the hook. you weren’t sure how they knew, or how you knew they knew, but you did recognize that they were up to no good with this knowledge.
you were not about to get flat out rejected by heeseung tonight, just to leave for campus with a broken heart. having unrequited feelings was already difficult enough, and you weren’t keen on adding to the despair.
“i wanna ask jay a question,” you continued, taking everyone’s attention away from yourself and onto him instead. “i know jake said no yes or no ones, but this is pretty incriminating.” jay swallowed nervously at your words, making you smirk. “everyone makes fun of heeseung for being into milfs, but i doubt anyone knows that jay had a thing with our high school art teacher about a month ago. isn’t that right jay?”
the liquid in jay’s cup sloshed out because of his trembling fingers. you actually hadn’t been a hundred percent sure about that one. you just remembered seeing what you believed to be her contact saved in his phone while you were giving him your new number, and, this other instance where she picked him up from another one of your parties because he was drunk off his rocker. jay gulped his drink down in one shot, grimacing at the strong burn in his throat. jake gave you a high five, snickering at what you had essentially made jay admit. that’s what he got for trying to sabotage you in front of heeseung.
“y/n, if you had to fuck one person in this room who would it be and why?” jay vengefully asked you, immediately after he had collected himself again. you scoffed at him, “that’s two questions.” you both turned to jake, who raised his cup in favor of jay. “you asked a yes or no question before this so he gets to twist the rules too.”
clicking your tongue, you set your drink down on the floor and looked around the room. “if i had to fuck one person…i would say…heeseung.”
you were curious too, as to how he would react. heeseung grinned widely. he raised his glass, tilting his head acceptingly, “and i’m honored.”
“but why y/n?” sunghoon asked cheekily. you shrugged, “because he’s hot. and your mom told me he was great in bed.” sunghoon’s jaw dropped at your foul retort while heeseung just chuckled at you. you turned to jay, “satisfied?”
the other narrowed his eyes at you. “not quite,” he replied, “but whatever, it’s your turn now.”
you couldn’t tell if the boys were trying to help you or ruin your chances. this game made you feel like you were trudging along a tightrope, on the verge of falling at any given second if you weren’t careful. you wanted to trust that they would never embarrass you. you were best friends after all. but they were also drunk and totally not thinking straight. the words that left their mouths came out with little to no forethought. it wasn’t easy to act nonchalant about their pinpointing questions, but you had to fake it till you made it, no?
“okay,” you scanned the circle, not wanting to keep the game between you, sunghoon, and jay. your eyes locked with heeseung’s yet again, the way he was looking at you made it seem like he had lots to unpack. all you needed to do was ask the question. “heeseung.” you traced the rim of your cum, debating what to ask. he sat up straighter, “yes?”
“hmm, would you ever fuck a close friend?” you were playing your feelings off to be shallower than they were. this was you being a good sport and putting on a good show for your friends while simultaneously investigating whether or not your crush was down to be with you.
“i don’t mind taking you to a seedy motel at all, y/n,” he answered attentively. despite the nature of your question, heat rushed to your face. heeseung was a great flirt, but you couldn’t really tell if he was messing with you like jay and sunghoon were. maybe he was just playing along, keeping things fun. you weren’t sure, and your mind was doing laps trying to figure it out. “let’s get going right now then,” you replied, grinning as nonchalantly as you possibly could.
“before we do that, let me ask you a question.” heeseung cleared his throat, giving it some thought. “based on all the shit jay and sunghoon keep pestering you about, i think there’s someone in this room you’ve had feelings for. who is it?”
this time, you glanced at jay and sunghoon for help. their eyes held glints of excitement. they didn’t have to worry about chopping up a confession from you. heeseung had walked you right into a trap for them.
having feelings was ten times more significant than being down to fuck, and for some reason you felt like heeseung would be less inclined to indulge in your fantasies if he figured out that you liked him. there was a tension between you two right now and you were not looking to snap it. you decided it best to give him and everyone the benefit of the doubt since you couldn’t say no. hopefully, if things worked in your favor and you were making the right choice, it would end up peaking his interest as opposed to dissuading him.
so, you picked up your cup and brought it to your lips, swiftly chugging the bitter liquid till it’s last drop. “sorry, but that’s some personal shit,” you shared, pouting in dismay. heeseung’s eyes studied your face, thoroughly unconvinced. you were right, he was interested. maybe it was the alcohol in his system that excited him by the predicament you both were in. all these suggestions, the doubts waiting to be confirmed, or for the better, remain unknown. heeseung hadn’t felt such a thrill in a hot minute.
you wanted him to fuck you. he could tell just by the way you kept glancing at him. you were on edge. heeseung knew what that meant. you weren’t the first girl he had made feel that way. but heeseung wasn’t sure if he should treat you like every other girl he wrapped around his finger for a night’s time, or give you some special attention since you both went way back. if you actually did like him, he didn’t want to screw you over, especially for one night of meaningless sex. normally, he never worried about whether he was being a dick or not- since in most cases, he was- but it was different with you. he actually did care about you at the end of the day, and your friendship did mean something to him. he had no idea how he would feel if he confirmed that you actually liked him, but he knew that was the wiser thing to do instead of risking it all.
a few rounds after your turn, once everyone ended up with an empty cup, you decided to call it a night. it was almost four in the morning when you stumbled out of jake’s door. your body felt stiff, a sickly taste on your tongue hinting at the terrible hangover you were going to have the next morning. you waved goodbye to your friends as they pulled out of his driveway, reminding them to be careful and not get pulled over.
you had hitched a ride with sunghoon. but he was fast asleep on jake’s couch. maybe someone else could drop you home. just as you were about to walk back inside, heeseung emerged from behind the door, spinning his keys around his finger. “need a ride?” he asked, ever the observant creature. your heart drummed in your chest, corners of your lips turning upward at his offer. you weren’t going to throw this chance away. not after everything that had happened during the party. “sure,” you agreed with a grateful smile. heeseung unlocked his car, “let’s get going then.”
you resisted the urge to stare at heeseung as he drove down the empty roads. a heavy silence had fallen over both of you, somewhat contemplative. “i didn’t know you liked taking girls to motels,” you wondered, kickstarting a conversation you had been meaning to since you first got in the car. heeseung laughed, the boyish sound tickling your ear just right. “motels get a bad rep for no reason. they’re so convenient. you don’t have to wash your sheets or worry about someone judging you for the shampoo you use after searching your entire bathroom.”
he did have a point. “that makes sense. but, i’d rather save money and take a guy home than pay for a room that i won’t be able to fall asleep in.” now that you had an excuse to, you turned to heeseung, watching the way the muscles in his forearm moved as he smoothly maneuvered the steering wheel.
“you have trouble sleeping in new places?” he asked, keeping his eyes on the road. “well, yeah. it takes me some time to get comfortable. you’ll never catch me spending the night during a one night stand unless it’s at my place.”
“good we’re going to your place then,” he smirked, playfully, though the hint of suggestion in his words didn’t go unnoticed by you. you decided to bring it up later. the rest of the way to your place, you talked about college- studies, your social life, everything you had to look forward to when you left this place.
heeseung pulled over outside your house. putting the car in park, he turned to you, lifting your hand between his fingers. you watched as he ran his thumb over your knuckles. his touch left you holding your breath. “that whole game was kind of stupid. but it left me with a lot of questions,” he chuckled under his breath, looking up at you. “do you have feelings for me y/n?”
noticing your hesitation to answer him, he looked back down at your hands, continuing to play with your fingers. “it’s just, before tonight, i never thought of you that way. i don’t ever do shit like this with friends, especially when they’re as close to me as you are. but i don’t know why, i can’t stop thinking of doing something with you, right now, before we have to leave and never see each other again for months.” heeseung heard the relief in the breath you let out. “but at the same time, i don’t want to take advantage of you. so, only if you’re okay with keeping things purely physical, are you down to, i don’t know, do something fun?”
you broke out into a wide smile. “god you’re making me sound so pathetic heeseung.” he smiled apologetically. you cupped his cheek. “i wouldn’t have spilled all that shit about having a crush on you if my feelings were romantic. you heard me, i just think you’re hot and it’s got me feeling some type of way.” you were getting better at lying through your teeth. sure, you’d only been crushing on him for about three months or so. but you had gone through enough high school romances to know you were definitely in too deep. it was alright though. you were fine with getting just a taste. maybe he didn’t want you to confuse his passion with feelings.
“oh,” heeseung sounded a bit disappointed. “i know i said that i wouldn’t take advantage of you having a crush on me but honestly, i thought it was cute.”
you pushed his face to the side, unbuckling your seat belt with a scoff. “you really are a dick, aren’t you?” heeseung raised his brows, nodding at your words. “you were fueling my ego for a second there. that’s a huge turn on,” he defended, turning his car off. you both got out, walking towards your front door. you entered the house quietly, leading heeseung straight to your bedroom. your parents were most likely fast asleep in their bedroom that was downstairs in the opposite corner of the house. the were far enough to where you needn’t worry about waking them with any “noises”.
shutting your bedroom door behind your back, you watched heeseung look around your room. everything was still the same as it always was. the only time heeseung had been in here prior to now was back when you both were in the same math class and studied together before tests and quizzes. he went and sat on the edge of your bed, looking at you expectantly. “so, are we gonna do this or what?”
you stepped up to him, not knowing how to go about it. heeseung circled an arm around your waist, pulling you between his legs. you placed your hands on his shoulders, holding his gaze with a shy grin. he bit his lip, smiling up at you. “you sure you’re not in love with me?”
scoffing once again, you gently slapped him and leaned down, ghosting your lips over his. heeseung cupped your jaw, closing the gap between you both. his lips were soft, slightly chapped, just like you had imagined. they moved against yours slowly. he was taking his time, feeling you up. his hands travelled everywhere. under your shirt, unclasping your bra. over your stomach, warm against your already steaming skin.
you sighed into his mouth, leaning him back so you could climb onto his lap. heeseung hummed at the forwardness from you, hands sliding down to grip your ass. you pulled away, feeling embarrassed. “you’re such a whore heeseung.”
he rolled his eyes at you, laying you down on your back so he could hover over you. “says the one who’s been fantasizing about me ever since i picked her up from the airport.” he snickered and kissed your lips, moving down to your jaw, and finally your neck. tangling your fingers into his dark hair, you shut your eyes, concentrating on the feeling of his tongue licking your skin. you wondered if he could still smell the perfume you had spritzed on many hours ago. he told you he had never thought of you this way before, and you knew that was primarily because you were his friend. but you hoped you could appeal to him the same way any other girl in some campus bar would. that way, you would know that he was enjoying himself to the fullest.
when he reached your collar bones, he sat up on his knees, pulling his shirt off his body. your eyes glossed over his toned figure, wanting to feel him pressed up against your skin. he helped you take your shirt off, lifting your bra from your chest and sliding it off down your arms. the way he took in your naked torso made you feel so small underneath him. you lifted your leg, pressing your foot against his chest teasingly. heeseung wrapped his fingers around your ankles, “when did you get so hot?”
he pushed your knees up to your chest, kissing down the valley of your breasts. keeping his hands pressed flat against your thighs so that you wouldn’t move them, he kissed your clothed clit, staring up at you from behind his lashes. “something smells sweet.” his words reverberated against the sensitive nub, making you whimper. you bucked your hips against his chin, urging him to do something. heeseung tugged your panties off, letting them hang between your knees. you kicked them all the way off, returning your legs to how he wanted them. “you’re completely soaked,” he observed, assessing your arousal with two fleeting fingers. he kissed up your folds excruciatingly slow, really savoring the taste of you. finally, his tongue swept up your pussy, circling your clit. he knew what he was doing, and that in and of itself was so damn attractive to you. you clutched your bedsheets in one fist, biting your lip while resting your other hand on the crown on his head. his tongue felt so warm. its wetness mixed with your sticky juices creating a mess at his mouth. it felt so good you were sure you were going insane. you could feel your arousal trickling down your walls, soaking your sheets. heeseung paused to wipe his chin, snickering at how wet you were.
propping yourself up on your elbows, you were desperate to watch how he pleasured you even though he did it so well you were struggling to keep your eyes open. he pressed two fingers against your entrance, slowly but easily pushing them inside you. your walls were so tight around his digits, symbolic of how long it had been since you had been penetrated. heeseung pumped them in and out of you until you were loose enough to take his dick.
“and here i was thinking you probably touched yourself while thinking about me,” he teased when he pulled his fingers out of you. you rolled your eyes at him, laughing in disbelief. “dildos feel too artificial and fingering doesn’t get me off so i rarely do it,” you shared, sitting up so you could unbutton his pants. you were glad you could stay in the moment and not worry about how this event was probably going to leave you depressed any time you thought back to it in the future because it was only going to exponentially amplify your infatuation with him.
you pulled his cock out of his boxers, surprised at how hard he already was. you appreciated a man who ate pussy for his own enjoyment. he reached into his back pocket to pull out a condom. you accepted the square package from him, ripping it open with your nifty fingers. “i guess you’re not as aloof as you seem,” you said, sliding the greasy rubber down his length. “i had a feeling this was gonna happen sooner or later. a little pro tip though? always come prepared.”
smiling at him, you pulled him forward by his neck, crashing your lips onto his. heeseung squeezed your waist, his cock nudging your pussy every so invitingly. you knew he wasn’t focused on the kiss but the way he began rubbing his tip along your slit. but you kept your lips moving with his, loving the way they felt and tasted. slowly, he began entering you, using your wetness and the lube on the condom to slide into you all the way. you gave him quite the warm welcome, literally. gasping against his lips, you held onto his shoulders, letting him spread your legs wider.
“we could have done this sooner, had i known you felt so good,” he murmured, gradually beginning to thrust into you. throwing your head back, you couldn’t stop the moans that began pouring out of you. heeseung had a nice cock, and he knew how to use it well. he used one hand to play with your breasts while the other kept him propped up above you. you loved the sight of his cock disappearing in and out of you. you could feel him all the way in your gut, consuming you with pleasure. “so good- fuck,” he groaned, holding your legs together against his chest so your walls engulfed his cock tighter. the new position made him feel even bigger than he was. mouth agape, you dug your head into your pillow, resisting the urge to scream out loud.
“look at that, your pussy’s twitching so much. do you like it?” heeseung asked, returning his hands to your hips and thighs. you moaned in response, hoping your answer was conveyed thoroughly. you bit the back of your hand, muffling your loud moans. keeping up his sharp thrusts, heeseung seized your wrists, purposely snapping his hips into you harder. leaning over you, he swallowed your moans by capturing your lips between his. you wanted to suck on his tongue, needing to cope with the absurd amount of pleasure he was making you feel.
he continued fucking you just like that, literally having you folded in half. when your sides began to cramp, you pushed him off yourself and dropped your legs, turning your lower body to the side. heeseung grinned and gripped your thigh, slipping his cock back into you. raising your hips off the mattress, he shifted his weight onto his knees so he could fuck you with ease. you could tell he was showing off his strength, and in all honestly, you were eating it up. the muscles in his arms flexed as they supported your weight, making you feel like a toy. he had gotten a little more rough now, not that you were complaining.
you pressed your hands against your headboard, squeezing your eyes shut and gritting your teeth. he was fucking you so hard your whole bed was shaking. heeseung sat up straight again and scooped you into his lap without pulling out of you, now thrusting into you from below. throwing your arms over his shoulders, you touched your forehead to his, letting him hear how desperate you were. heeseung bent down to roll his tongue over your already hardened nipple, resting his head against your collar bone when his cock twitched inside you.
you were surprised by how long he had managed to endure, not used to such stamina. with a deep grunt, he returned to sucking your tits, giving you everything he had. when he could contain himself no longer, he set you down again, making you arch your back. hands on either side of your head, hot breaths left his parted lips. you crossed your legs over his hips, pushing his frame down on you, just like you had wanted. heeseung’s skin was hot to the touch, showing you just how aroused he was. burying his face in the crook of your neck, he continued bucking his hips into you until he reached his high.
you thought he would finish inside you, emptying himself inside the condom. but much to your astonishment, he sat back up, pulling out of you and ripping the used rubber off his cock. you watched in amazement as he jerked himself off over your stomach, letting his cum shoot out all the way up to your eyelid. gasping happily, your fingers swiped at his cum, littered all over your upper body. both of you had been so into it, neither of you had said anything expect for your sounds of pleasure.
you were in the middle of catching your breath, thinking it was all over, when heeseung unexpectedly shoved two fingers inside you. “you wanna keep going?” you asked in between strained moans. your walls felt so sensitive even though you hadn’t finished. he used his thumb to massage your clit as he fucked you on his fingers. “we aren’t done until you’ve cummed silly.”
suddenly, you remembered what you had told him about not getting off by just fingering, and it all seemed so obvious now. he was trying to give you something to remember wasn’t he? well, luckily for him, it was working out perfectly. the tightening knot in your stomach finally popped loose, sending you into a blissful orgasm. heeseung helped you ride it out on his fingers, pulling out of you once the overstimulation began settling in.
“that kinda made me dizzy,” he admitted, plopping down next to you while clutching his head. concerned, you eyed him, watching him shut his eyes and breath a little. “are you okay? do you need anything?” you asked. he shook his head, “it’s just cause of all the damn booze jay stole from his dad. plus i haven’t eaten anything so that only makes it worse.”
“are you hungry?” you questioned, pulling his shirt onto your naked body. heeseung placed an arm behind his head, running his thumb over your cheek affectionately. both of you were beginning to sober up little by little. “if we wait a couple more hours that snack bar by the sports complex will open up for breakfast. we can go get some waffles from there like we used to back in high school if you’re down.”
you grinned at him knowingly. “i’ll pay for yours if you’re still able to remember my favorite flavor. deal?”
heeseung smirked, accepting your challenge. “deal.”
Hey, can you please do 37, 40, 43, 53, 85, 89? If it isn’t too much and you’re not uncomfortable with it of course.
yes of course!
do you prefer to tie somebody up or be tied?
I LOVE BONDAGE LIKE YES PLEASE TIE ME UP I LOVE BEING RESTRAINED IT GIVES ME SUCH A POWER TRIP I LOVE BEING DOMINATED 😭 (esp with my hands behind my back)
do you like overstimulation?
kinda depends. clitoral overstimulation i cannot handle but if i cum and then get fingered or fucked, i can take it and i honestly prefer it that way 😛
have you ever been made to/made somebody beg for it?
my boyfriend has lowkey made me beg to suck him off because he loves being a tease and honestly i can't get enough lmao </3 i've never made anyone beg for anything though, that's not really my vibe hehe
do you go for multiple rounds or settle at one or no orgasms?
no orgasms is immediately off the table. BOTH OF US HAVE TO CUM NO IFS ANDS OR BUTS!!! as for how many rounds, that just depends on how much energy we have to begin with. two rounds is normal for me tho 👍
how many orgasms can you have in a day?
again, it depends. clitoral stimulation is the only way i can cum and back to back the most i've had is two. but, if i space it out (for like half and hour ksdhj) and take my sweet time, i think i can do like four max.
try to describe how an orgasm feels for you?
it's like all this buzzing concentrates in my clit and when my orgasm hits it kinda spreads out? everything feels ten times better than it was before i climaxed and it stays that way for a good moment lol. it's a very complex yet short sensation 😭
GIVING!!! i like making people feel good lol i'm a next level people pleaser 😭
what makes you orgasm the fastest when receiving oral?
hmm, i'd say having my clit licked at...quick flicks up and down and i'm done in like three seconds lol
do you have a preferred technique for giving oral?
not really. i normally just do what my boyfriend likes cause if he likes it, i like it too. atm i love being messy though. just drool and spit everywhere 👍
can you deepthroat?
tis a skill i have acquired through endless practice (and it's fun)
GIRL YOU ALREADY KNOW WHAT IT IS but the filtered version is going on a sexcation in this big ass fancy house that's on a cliff in the woods overlooking the shore ksjhgs
SYNOPSIS. you've come back home for summer break and during a party with all your high school buddies, you decide to play a game of truth or drink. during the game, you end up vaguely confessing your newfound feelings for heeseung, who interested in your interest in him, offers to do something with you that he would never dream of doing with a close friend.
PAIRING. bff!heeseung x fem!reader | WORDS. 5,093 | GENRE/CW. smut, drinking, driving while intoxicated, slight angst if you squint, cunnilingus, fingering, protected sex, fwb!au | WARNINGS. read at your own discretion, minors do not interact.
A/N. more enhypen content!!! i know all my wips have been about him lately, i swear i'm not a solo stan lmao. this was one of the first requests i ever got so i thought i would publish it first since i didn't really know where to start. but i hope y'all like it! also, this is not proofread so please do ignore any grammar mistakes if you find any. reblogs and feedback are highly encouraged and always appreciated! requests are open in case you’d like to read something similar (or different).
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“gather round, gather round, and allow us to commence this game of truth or drink!” jake bellowed from his five-inch pedestal (a step stool). those of you who were still giving the wretched “end of summer” party he had thrown a chance, assembled yourselves into a somewhat neat circle. whoever had suggested playing this game was one nosy motherfucker. but who cared? this was probably the last night you high school friends had with each other before you went back to your respective universities for another excruciating semester of stress, sleep deprivation, tears, and more partying. the more oversharing, the better! everyone cheered as jay came around filling your solo cups to the brim with booze he was trying to get rid of before his dad noticed it missing from his at home bar.
“okay, the rules are very simple. so don’t fuck this up,” jake stated, kicking his stool to the side so he could join the circle. “we’re gonna begin with a random person. that person chooses someone to ask a random question- can’t be a yes or no one cause then it’s no fun. the person questioned either answers the question if they’re feeling brave enough, or, they down the entirety of their cup and choose someone else to ask a question. got it?”
you nodded in agreement. the game sounded easy enough. as if he had been waiting for the opportunity his entire life, sunghoon volunteered to be the first asker, and his target was heeseung. “brother hee, you literal motherfucker, tell me, how are things going with that milf from next door you’ve been screwing?”
interested gasps erupted in the room. all eyes were on heeseung. everyone knew he had a thing for older women. but hearing that he had found one to actually fuck around with was news. he chuckled, slightly embarrassed and eyed his cup, contemplating his choices. “ah fuck it,” he decided, rubbing the back of his neck. “she wanted me to move in and shit. take care of her babies. i straight up said no. i was only in it for the sex. i’m not trying to be anyone’s daddy.”
while everyone hyped heeseung up, you snuck in a sip of your drink, hating the way your mouth had gone dry out of anxiousness. little did you know, that someone had picked up on the discreet recovery. heeseung pointed to sunghoon, a mischievous grin etched on his countenance. “let me ask the snake, where’d you get the money to buy that sweet ride you came here in? cause we all know that’s not from waiting tables at a michelin star restaurant.”
sunghoon beamed knowingly, the way his lips were pursed giving him away. he raised his cup to his lips, hesitated, and brought it back down. “i hate you so fucking much lee. i totally don’t have an only fans.” eyes in the room widened in disbelief. honestly, the more you thought about it, the more sense it made. sunghoon certainly lived more lavishly than he could theoretically afford to. at least he was putting those good looks to use. you approved of his part time career choice.
jake patted heeseung’s back, pleased with the confession he had just extracted from his best friend. “i don’t think it’s getting juicier than that!”
silence settled over the room. it was time for round three. sunghoon stalked the group for his next target, striving to redeem himself after such a significant admittance. he seemed to ponder on jay, raising his brows as if he were having some sort of telepathic conversation with him. one understanding nod later, his eyes landed on you, smiling ever so kindly. your fingers tingled, veins coursing with adrenaline. what could he have to ask you?
“y/n. our ever secretive and reserved y/n. why don’t you tell us about your crush? i know you have one.” sunghoon wiggled his brows, giggling evilly while giving jay a high five. had this been communicated? because it felt like they were setting you up for something. your drink was right there, clasped in your hand. either you could down it all and settle your frazzled nerves, thereby avoiding confrontation. or you could take a chance and give your friends something to chew on but also risk being blatantly obvious and ruin your chances with the guy you were pursuing.
“how specific do i have to be?” you asked for clarification, looking towards the game’s master. jake shrugged. “as much as you want. just don’t be too vague or i’ll give you jay’s party pooper title.” well that didn’t add on to the pressure you were already feeling at all. you let out a breath and shook your head. everyone was on the edge of their seats, and you didn’t want to be the boring idiot who let them leave disappointed. besides, even if they figured out who it was, you would be all the way across the country in a few days time, so it really didn’t matter.
“well then, where do i even start?” before you could continue, sunghoon rolled his eyes at you and complained, “skip the poetic bullshit and tell us how bad you want to fuck him!”
you made a face at him, feigning offense at the interruption. “anyways, he’s our age. tall, handsome, passionate about the things he does- all that basic stuff. he’s kinda nerdy when you get to know him. i didn’t always have a crush on him. just something i started feeling recently i guess. people change, puberty, college, it does shit to you. i wasn’t expecting the glow up when i came back home. but i’m not complaining about it at all.” you concluded with a few nods.
unfortunately for jake, you couldn’t not be vague about it. especially not when the very person you were talking about was sitting right in front of you.
you met eyes with heeseung, who was staring at you intently. apart from jay and sunghoon, you could hear the gears in everyone’s brains churning, wondering who on earth you were talking about it. glancing at the two boys warily, you silently pleaded that they would let you off the hook. you weren’t sure how they knew, or how you knew they knew, but you did recognize that they were up to no good with this knowledge.
you were not about to get flat out rejected by heeseung tonight, just to leave for campus with a broken heart. having unrequited feelings was already difficult enough, and you weren’t keen on adding to the despair.
“i wanna ask jay a question,” you continued, taking everyone’s attention away from yourself and onto him instead. “i know jake said no yes or no ones, but this is pretty incriminating.” jay swallowed nervously at your words, making you smirk. “everyone makes fun of heeseung for being into milfs, but i doubt anyone knows that jay had a thing with our high school art teacher about a month ago. isn’t that right jay?”
the liquid in jay’s cup sloshed out because of his trembling fingers. you actually hadn’t been a hundred percent sure about that one. you just remembered seeing what you believed to be her contact saved in his phone while you were giving him your new number, and, this other instance where she picked him up from another one of your parties because he was drunk off his rocker. jay gulped his drink down in one shot, grimacing at the strong burn in his throat. jake gave you a high five, snickering at what you had essentially made jay admit. that’s what he got for trying to sabotage you in front of heeseung.
“y/n, if you had to fuck one person in this room who would it be and why?” jay vengefully asked you, immediately after he had collected himself again. you scoffed at him, “that’s two questions.” you both turned to jake, who raised his cup in favor of jay. “you asked a yes or no question before this so he gets to twist the rules too.”
clicking your tongue, you set your drink down on the floor and looked around the room. “if i had to fuck one person…i would say…heeseung.”
you were curious too, as to how he would react. heeseung grinned widely. he raised his glass, tilting his head acceptingly, “and i’m honored.”
“but why y/n?” sunghoon asked cheekily. you shrugged, “because he’s hot. and your mom told me he was great in bed.” sunghoon’s jaw dropped at your foul retort while heeseung just chuckled at you. you turned to jay, “satisfied?”
the other narrowed his eyes at you. “not quite,” he replied, “but whatever, it’s your turn now.”
you couldn’t tell if the boys were trying to help you or ruin your chances. this game made you feel like you were trudging along a tightrope, on the verge of falling at any given second if you weren’t careful. you wanted to trust that they would never embarrass you. you were best friends after all. but they were also drunk and totally not thinking straight. the words that left their mouths came out with little to no forethought. it wasn’t easy to act nonchalant about their pinpointing questions, but you had to fake it till you made it, no?
“okay,” you scanned the circle, not wanting to keep the game between you, sunghoon, and jay. your eyes locked with heeseung’s yet again, the way he was looking at you made it seem like he had lots to unpack. all you needed to do was ask the question. “heeseung.” you traced the rim of your cum, debating what to ask. he sat up straighter, “yes?”
“hmm, would you ever fuck a close friend?” you were playing your feelings off to be shallower than they were. this was you being a good sport and putting on a good show for your friends while simultaneously investigating whether or not your crush was down to be with you.
“i don’t mind taking you to a seedy motel at all, y/n,” he answered attentively. despite the nature of your question, heat rushed to your face. heeseung was a great flirt, but you couldn’t really tell if he was messing with you like jay and sunghoon were. maybe he was just playing along, keeping things fun. you weren’t sure, and your mind was doing laps trying to figure it out. “let’s get going right now then,” you replied, grinning as nonchalantly as you possibly could.
“before we do that, let me ask you a question.” heeseung cleared his throat, giving it some thought. “based on all the shit jay and sunghoon keep pestering you about, i think there’s someone in this room you’ve had feelings for. who is it?”
this time, you glanced at jay and sunghoon for help. their eyes held glints of excitement. they didn’t have to worry about chopping up a confession from you. heeseung had walked you right into a trap for them.
having feelings was ten times more significant than being down to fuck, and for some reason you felt like heeseung would be less inclined to indulge in your fantasies if he figured out that you liked him. there was a tension between you two right now and you were not looking to snap it. you decided it best to give him and everyone the benefit of the doubt since you couldn’t say no. hopefully, if things worked in your favor and you were making the right choice, it would end up peaking his interest as opposed to dissuading him.
so, you picked up your cup and brought it to your lips, swiftly chugging the bitter liquid till it’s last drop. “sorry, but that’s some personal shit,” you shared, pouting in dismay. heeseung’s eyes studied your face, thoroughly unconvinced. you were right, he was interested. maybe it was the alcohol in his system that excited him by the predicament you both were in. all these suggestions, the doubts waiting to be confirmed, or for the better, remain unknown. heeseung hadn’t felt such a thrill in a hot minute.
you wanted him to fuck you. he could tell just by the way you kept glancing at him. you were on edge. heeseung knew what that meant. you weren’t the first girl he had made feel that way. but heeseung wasn’t sure if he should treat you like every other girl he wrapped around his finger for a night’s time, or give you some special attention since you both went way back. if you actually did like him, he didn’t want to screw you over, especially for one night of meaningless sex. normally, he never worried about whether he was being a dick or not- since in most cases, he was- but it was different with you. he actually did care about you at the end of the day, and your friendship did mean something to him. he had no idea how he would feel if he confirmed that you actually liked him, but he knew that was the wiser thing to do instead of risking it all.
a few rounds after your turn, once everyone ended up with an empty cup, you decided to call it a night. it was almost four in the morning when you stumbled out of jake’s door. your body felt stiff, a sickly taste on your tongue hinting at the terrible hangover you were going to have the next morning. you waved goodbye to your friends as they pulled out of his driveway, reminding them to be careful and not get pulled over.
you had hitched a ride with sunghoon. but he was fast asleep on jake’s couch. maybe someone else could drop you home. just as you were about to walk back inside, heeseung emerged from behind the door, spinning his keys around his finger. “need a ride?” he asked, ever the observant creature. your heart drummed in your chest, corners of your lips turning upward at his offer. you weren’t going to throw this chance away. not after everything that had happened during the party. “sure,” you agreed with a grateful smile. heeseung unlocked his car, “let’s get going then.”
you resisted the urge to stare at heeseung as he drove down the empty roads. a heavy silence had fallen over both of you, somewhat contemplative. “i didn’t know you liked taking girls to motels,” you wondered, kickstarting a conversation you had been meaning to since you first got in the car. heeseung laughed, the boyish sound tickling your ear just right. “motels get a bad rep for no reason. they’re so convenient. you don’t have to wash your sheets or worry about someone judging you for the shampoo you use after searching your entire bathroom.”
he did have a point. “that makes sense. but, i’d rather save money and take a guy home than pay for a room that i won’t be able to fall asleep in.” now that you had an excuse to, you turned to heeseung, watching the way the muscles in his forearm moved as he smoothly maneuvered the steering wheel.
“you have trouble sleeping in new places?” he asked, keeping his eyes on the road. “well, yeah. it takes me some time to get comfortable. you’ll never catch me spending the night during a one night stand unless it’s at my place.”
“good we’re going to your place then,” he smirked, playfully, though the hint of suggestion in his words didn’t go unnoticed by you. you decided to bring it up later. the rest of the way to your place, you talked about college- studies, your social life, everything you had to look forward to when you left this place.
heeseung pulled over outside your house. putting the car in park, he turned to you, lifting your hand between his fingers. you watched as he ran his thumb over your knuckles. his touch left you holding your breath. “that whole game was kind of stupid. but it left me with a lot of questions,” he chuckled under his breath, looking up at you. “do you have feelings for me y/n?”
noticing your hesitation to answer him, he looked back down at your hands, continuing to play with your fingers. “it’s just, before tonight, i never thought of you that way. i don’t ever do shit like this with friends, especially when they’re as close to me as you are. but i don’t know why, i can’t stop thinking of doing something with you, right now, before we have to leave and never see each other again for months.” heeseung heard the relief in the breath you let out. “but at the same time, i don’t want to take advantage of you. so, only if you’re okay with keeping things purely physical, are you down to, i don’t know, do something fun?”
you broke out into a wide smile. “god you’re making me sound so pathetic heeseung.” he smiled apologetically. you cupped his cheek. “i wouldn’t have spilled all that shit about having a crush on you if my feelings were romantic. you heard me, i just think you’re hot and it’s got me feeling some type of way.” you were getting better at lying through your teeth. sure, you’d only been crushing on him for about three months or so. but you had gone through enough high school romances to know you were definitely in too deep. it was alright though. you were fine with getting just a taste. maybe he didn’t want you to confuse his passion with feelings.
“oh,” heeseung sounded a bit disappointed. “i know i said that i wouldn’t take advantage of you having a crush on me but honestly, i thought it was cute.”
you pushed his face to the side, unbuckling your seat belt with a scoff. “you really are a dick, aren’t you?” heeseung raised his brows, nodding at your words. “you were fueling my ego for a second there. that’s a huge turn on,” he defended, turning his car off. you both got out, walking towards your front door. you entered the house quietly, leading heeseung straight to your bedroom. your parents were most likely fast asleep in their bedroom that was downstairs in the opposite corner of the house. the were far enough to where you needn’t worry about waking them with any “noises”.
shutting your bedroom door behind your back, you watched heeseung look around your room. everything was still the same as it always was. the only time heeseung had been in here prior to now was back when you both were in the same math class and studied together before tests and quizzes. he went and sat on the edge of your bed, looking at you expectantly. “so, are we gonna do this or what?”
you stepped up to him, not knowing how to go about it. heeseung circled an arm around your waist, pulling you between his legs. you placed your hands on his shoulders, holding his gaze with a shy grin. he bit his lip, smiling up at you. “you sure you’re not in love with me?”
scoffing once again, you gently slapped him and leaned down, ghosting your lips over his. heeseung cupped your jaw, closing the gap between you both. his lips were soft, slightly chapped, just like you had imagined. they moved against yours slowly. he was taking his time, feeling you up. his hands travelled everywhere. under your shirt, unclasping your bra. over your stomach, warm against your already steaming skin.
you sighed into his mouth, leaning him back so you could climb onto his lap. heeseung hummed at the forwardness from you, hands sliding down to grip your ass. you pulled away, feeling embarrassed. “you’re such a whore heeseung.”
he rolled his eyes at you, laying you down on your back so he could hover over you. “says the one who’s been fantasizing about me ever since i picked her up from the airport.” he snickered and kissed your lips, moving down to your jaw, and finally your neck. tangling your fingers into his dark hair, you shut your eyes, concentrating on the feeling of his tongue licking your skin. you wondered if he could still smell the perfume you had spritzed on many hours ago. he told you he had never thought of you this way before, and you knew that was primarily because you were his friend. but you hoped you could appeal to him the same way any other girl in some campus bar would. that way, you would know that he was enjoying himself to the fullest.
when he reached your collar bones, he sat up on his knees, pulling his shirt off his body. your eyes glossed over his toned figure, wanting to feel him pressed up against your skin. he helped you take your shirt off, lifting your bra from your chest and sliding it off down your arms. the way he took in your naked torso made you feel so small underneath him. you lifted your leg, pressing your foot against his chest teasingly. heeseung wrapped his fingers around your ankles, “when did you get so hot?”
he pushed your knees up to your chest, kissing down the valley of your breasts. keeping his hands pressed flat against your thighs so that you wouldn’t move them, he kissed your clothed clit, staring up at you from behind his lashes. “something smells sweet.” his words reverberated against the sensitive nub, making you whimper. you bucked your hips against his chin, urging him to do something. heeseung tugged your panties off, letting them hang between your knees. you kicked them all the way off, returning your legs to how he wanted them. “you’re completely soaked,” he observed, assessing your arousal with two fleeting fingers. he kissed up your folds excruciatingly slow, really savoring the taste of you. finally, his tongue swept up your pussy, circling your clit. he knew what he was doing, and that in and of itself was so damn attractive to you. you clutched your bedsheets in one fist, biting your lip while resting your other hand on the crown on his head. his tongue felt so warm. its wetness mixed with your sticky juices creating a mess at his mouth. it felt so good you were sure you were going insane. you could feel your arousal trickling down your walls, soaking your sheets. heeseung paused to wipe his chin, snickering at how wet you were.
propping yourself up on your elbows, you were desperate to watch how he pleasured you even though he did it so well you were struggling to keep your eyes open. he pressed two fingers against your entrance, slowly but easily pushing them inside you. your walls were so tight around his digits, symbolic of how long it had been since you had been penetrated. heeseung pumped them in and out of you until you were loose enough to take his dick.
“and here i was thinking you probably touched yourself while thinking about me,” he teased when he pulled his fingers out of you. you rolled your eyes at him, laughing in disbelief. “dildos feel too artificial and fingering doesn’t get me off so i rarely do it,” you shared, sitting up so you could unbutton his pants. you were glad you could stay in the moment and not worry about how this event was probably going to leave you depressed any time you thought back to it in the future because it was only going to exponentially amplify your infatuation with him.
you pulled his cock out of his boxers, surprised at how hard he already was. you appreciated a man who ate pussy for his own enjoyment. he reached into his back pocket to pull out a condom. you accepted the square package from him, ripping it open with your nifty fingers. “i guess you’re not as aloof as you seem,” you said, sliding the greasy rubber down his length. “i had a feeling this was gonna happen sooner or later. a little pro tip though? always come prepared.”
smiling at him, you pulled him forward by his neck, crashing your lips onto his. heeseung squeezed your waist, his cock nudging your pussy every so invitingly. you knew he wasn’t focused on the kiss but the way he began rubbing his tip along your slit. but you kept your lips moving with his, loving the way they felt and tasted. slowly, he began entering you, using your wetness and the lube on the condom to slide into you all the way. you gave him quite the warm welcome, literally. gasping against his lips, you held onto his shoulders, letting him spread your legs wider.
“we could have done this sooner, had i known you felt so good,” he murmured, gradually beginning to thrust into you. throwing your head back, you couldn’t stop the moans that began pouring out of you. heeseung had a nice cock, and he knew how to use it well. he used one hand to play with your breasts while the other kept him propped up above you. you loved the sight of his cock disappearing in and out of you. you could feel him all the way in your gut, consuming you with pleasure. “so good- fuck,” he groaned, holding your legs together against his chest so your walls engulfed his cock tighter. the new position made him feel even bigger than he was. mouth agape, you dug your head into your pillow, resisting the urge to scream out loud.
“look at that, your pussy’s twitching so much. do you like it?” heeseung asked, returning his hands to your hips and thighs. you moaned in response, hoping your answer was conveyed thoroughly. you bit the back of your hand, muffling your loud moans. keeping up his sharp thrusts, heeseung seized your wrists, purposely snapping his hips into you harder. leaning over you, he swallowed your moans by capturing your lips between his. you wanted to suck on his tongue, needing to cope with the absurd amount of pleasure he was making you feel.
he continued fucking you just like that, literally having you folded in half. when your sides began to cramp, you pushed him off yourself and dropped your legs, turning your lower body to the side. heeseung grinned and gripped your thigh, slipping his cock back into you. raising your hips off the mattress, he shifted his weight onto his knees so he could fuck you with ease. you could tell he was showing off his strength, and in all honestly, you were eating it up. the muscles in his arms flexed as they supported your weight, making you feel like a toy. he had gotten a little more rough now, not that you were complaining.
you pressed your hands against your headboard, squeezing your eyes shut and gritting your teeth. he was fucking you so hard your whole bed was shaking. heeseung sat up straight again and scooped you into his lap without pulling out of you, now thrusting into you from below. throwing your arms over his shoulders, you touched your forehead to his, letting him hear how desperate you were. heeseung bent down to roll his tongue over your already hardened nipple, resting his head against your collar bone when his cock twitched inside you.
you were surprised by how long he had managed to endure, not used to such stamina. with a deep grunt, he returned to sucking your tits, giving you everything he had. when he could contain himself no longer, he set you down again, making you arch your back. hands on either side of your head, hot breaths left his parted lips. you crossed your legs over his hips, pushing his frame down on you, just like you had wanted. heeseung’s skin was hot to the touch, showing you just how aroused he was. burying his face in the crook of your neck, he continued bucking his hips into you until he reached his high.
you thought he would finish inside you, emptying himself inside the condom. but much to your astonishment, he sat back up, pulling out of you and ripping the used rubber off his cock. you watched in amazement as he jerked himself off over your stomach, letting his cum shoot out all the way up to your eyelid. gasping happily, your fingers swiped at his cum, littered all over your upper body. both of you had been so into it, neither of you had said anything expect for your sounds of pleasure.
you were in the middle of catching your breath, thinking it was all over, when heeseung unexpectedly shoved two fingers inside you. “you wanna keep going?” you asked in between strained moans. your walls felt so sensitive even though you hadn’t finished. he used his thumb to massage your clit as he fucked you on his fingers. “we aren’t done until you’ve cummed silly.”
suddenly, you remembered what you had told him about not getting off by just fingering, and it all seemed so obvious now. he was trying to give you something to remember wasn’t he? well, luckily for him, it was working out perfectly. the tightening knot in your stomach finally popped loose, sending you into a blissful orgasm. heeseung helped you ride it out on his fingers, pulling out of you once the overstimulation began settling in.
“that kinda made me dizzy,” he admitted, plopping down next to you while clutching his head. concerned, you eyed him, watching him shut his eyes and breath a little. “are you okay? do you need anything?” you asked. he shook his head, “it’s just cause of all the damn booze jay stole from his dad. plus i haven’t eaten anything so that only makes it worse.”
“are you hungry?” you questioned, pulling his shirt onto your naked body. heeseung placed an arm behind his head, running his thumb over your cheek affectionately. both of you were beginning to sober up little by little. “if we wait a couple more hours that snack bar by the sports complex will open up for breakfast. we can go get some waffles from there like we used to back in high school if you’re down.”
you grinned at him knowingly. “i’ll pay for yours if you’re still able to remember my favorite flavor. deal?”
heeseung smirked, accepting your challenge. “deal.”
