starring: idol! seonghwa x long distance gf! fem reader
genre: straight up smut, established relationship, possessiveness
summary: basically seonghwas been on tour and you finally see him and y’all SMASH !
warnings: barely any plot or dialogue, seonghwa is possessive, indirect dom - sub dynamic, breeding, face sitting, unprotected piv + riding, breast play, slight overstim
A/N: Something short and sweet also I opened up my request and ask question thing so if y’all have anything you’d like to ask/ask for y’all can go ahead and use it, also I might do a social/face reveal
You and Seonghwa haven’t seen each other in so long. So long being…three weeks. There are couples that go months apart even YEARS, but you know you weren’t the strongest soldier.
Since he’s been on tour you two have facetimed as often as possible, texting whenever you have the time to, send each other cute/funny vids you two like to cheer each other up about the separation. But there’s needs you two have that can only be resolved in person.
Physically…emotionally….sexually…I mean come on you two can only have phone sex for so many times.
However luckily…..you got a plane ticket to their next destination. As well as their managers agreeing with you tagging along as long as you don’t make a scene or attention to yourself whilst with them.
You joined the group with a team dinner at a restaurant. Sat next to Seonghwa you listen in and occasionally bring your own two cents into the conversation. However, there’s a problem in the mix. Seonghwa is already feeling so possessive and in need of your attention since it’s been so long, but Wooyoung and San haven’t made it better.
“You look absolutely gorgeous tonight by the way (y/n).” San says staring at your dress.
“Thank you San I appreciate it, Hwa bought me this dress.” You reply smiling at Seonghwa.
Wooyoung’s gaze is caught on your figure as well but he shifts his eyes to everyone else so he isn’t caught ogling.. “Yea she looks good enough to eat doesn’t she.”
Hongjoong steps on his foot under the table. “Manners Wooyoung.”
Wooyoung bites his lip avoiding yelping at the pain. “Yea my bad just got a little carried away.” He says strained.
San unfortunately adds fuel to the fire. “Just a shame you got to her first Seonghwa.”
Seonghwa gives a pained smile and sucks his teeth before his grip on your thigh tightens. Uh oh. While the guys are back chattering to each other about something he leans into your ear. “You really do look good enough to eat…wait till we get to the Hotel.”
You squeeze your thighs together and harshly swallow at his words. Despite what just left his mouth..Seonghwa is all smiles and giggling at the table.
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After dinner, the group was doing a YouTube live in Hongjoong’s hotel room. Well, minus Seonghwa. The boys were talking about the performance as well as the sight seeing they’ve been doing during this time.
Then they notice the comments questioning Hwa’s absence.
Hongjoong adjusts his glasses before saying “Ooh concerning Seonghwa….we all went to a restaurant with our staff and he told us he didn’t feel well after eating so he’s currently resting in his hotel room.”
Yunho chimes in “Wish a speedy recovery for Seonghwa please !”
Little do they know….Seonghwa was really having you sit on his face. Making you press all your weight onto him, not letting you lift your hips up in the slightest.
His tongue made its way back in forth on your slit. Starting with it circling and lightly dipping into your drenched entrance while his tongue trails its way to your clit…flicking and rubbing the tip of his tongue right on your pearl. His arms are wrapped around your thighs holding you in place.
“So sweet for me baby…” He mumbles against your folds before fully bring his tongue into your hole. Rolling and waving it inside. This makes you tense in pleasure, your hips attempting to lift up to ease the intensity but his grip keeps it from happening. He needs to see you squirm more, he goes back to your clit and sucks and slurps at it with no mercy. Mindlessly you’re grinding across his mouth. “Hwa I’m so close..fuck please please please.”
You don’t know exactly what you’re pleading for knowing he won’t deny your release. Or maybe you were just pleading for the release itself “Cum for me…cover my face with it..make a mess .” You rock on his tongue quickly before your legs spasm. Moaning and letting out signs of relief. Naturally…your hips rise up…but to your surprise Seonghwa brings you right back down.
You gasp in shock feeling Hwa wriggle his tongue across your cunt again. Slightly nodding his head to add to the stimulation. “‘S so much Hwa.”
He smiles against your cunt before tongue fucking you. Soon he takes his thumb and relentlessly toys with your clit. You’re shaking, your abdomen tense. Seonghwa is just staring intently as you fall apart. Your hips try to lift but he’s pressing you farther into his mouth. You cum again,,legs now jelly,,,cunt throbbing especially with Seonghwa lightly licking the last bits of arousal you left behind for him. You’re minds in a haze, a stuck dumb state until you feel Seonghwa scoot up under you..
You can feel the hot oozing tip of his cock rub against your already sensitive heat. You rock your hips again, needing him to satiate the final bit of aroused ache residing in you. “Let me get a condom baby…unless you want it raw..” The thought of him fucking you raw has you both hungry for more. He already knows.
“You want me to stuff you full of me don’t you…” You need him now..he needs you just as much. “Please…please stuff me full.” He moans before fucking up into you, he lets you ride him as much as you please. “Get off on me, use me.” You’re bouncing up and down his dick chasing your own high. Seonghwa just as much,,, while he reaches up to grope your breast and teasing your nipples. But you can only ride for so long, soon he can feel you slow down losing your own energy to go up and down. “You need some help hm baby ?” You nod. He holds on and starts bucking his hips up into you. The impact of you two’s hips has you seeing stars. “So fucking pretty so mine…”
You can feel him bully his cock into you. He trails a hand up touching the marks he left on you earlier…sweet red and purple blotches. You’re so his. You’re consumed by him. “You’re mine…this pussy is mine..Fuck. Fuck. Your hearts mine.” You’re lost in ecstasy and the feeling of his cock filling you to the brim. “All yours..all….yours Hwa.” He smiles…proud that only he can see you like this and make you feel like this. “Nobody else can even get close to this….” You can feel your next orgasm building up in your stomach. “Only you..it’s only you.” He can feel his cock twitch, he’s on the same verge of cumming as you are. “Cum on my dick..let go so I can fuck my cum into you.”
You and him both whine and moan during your releases. You can feel his cum filling you up. Moments later he pulls out and his cum slowly making its way out until he lazily takes his fingers and fucks it deeper into you. You’re in subspace or something like it. Mind in a complete quiet state.
Seonghwa takes you into the hotel bathtub. He helps you wash up with the faintly fragrant hotel soap and dry off. He sits you on his hotel bed and helps you put on your sweet smelling lotion he loves and adores. Carefully rubbing it into your skin and massaging where you might be sore in the morning.
He helps you fix your hair while kissing your forehead..He lays in bed with you holding you close until you fall asleep. Once you finally drift off,, he heads to the bathroom to take his own shower that’s when he realizes a text from Hongjoong.
“Did you two forget I’m in the room next door you sick damn perverts.”
totally, completely, utterly in love with you | jeong yunho
pairing: jeong yunho x fem!reader
genre: college au, friends with benefits to lovers, smut, fluff ??? probably, a little angsty ngl
word count: 10k
summary: jeong yunho was no player, nor was he even remotely popular among girls. but, he did have more sexual experience than you. and stupidly enough, he was the first person you decided to ask to teach you everything he knew about sex.
warnings: corruption kink, dry humping, marking (lots and LOTS of hickeys), fingering (f receiving), oral (m/f receiving), protected & unprotected sex (wrap it up y’all), a bit of size kink if you squint, light dom/sub dynamics, mentions of alcohol consumption and drunk making out, car sex, blindfolding, choking, dirty talk, light overstimulation, squirting, hongjoong is kind of an ass here my bad
‘don’t you want a boyfriend?’ your best friend, wooyoung, had asked out of the blue. sitting there, in an old t-shirt and some sweatpants you were using as a napkin while munching on your doritos, you took a moment to process his words. you tilted your head to the side and pretended to think about it, before laughing lightly and shaking your head.
‘i don’t need one when i have you, wooyo’ you cooed in a teasing voice, wiping down your orangey fingers on your sweatpants again. wooyoung rolled his eyes before looking at you, deadly serious as he shifted himself closer to you. ‘why are you looking at me like that?’
‘you’re the only girl in the campus that i know who’s still a virgin’ he crossed his arms over his chest and leaned back into the couch, looking you up and down. ‘even i have a boyfriend, y/n’
‘but why do i need a boyfriend to have sex?’ you rolled your eyes, standing up to refill your glass of water in the kitchen. ‘i could easily call up kim hongjoong and become his booty call. it would be a ‘no strings attached’ kinda thing, except with strings because i’ve liked him since high school.’
‘wait, that’s not a bad idea’ wooyoung smirked, leaning against the counter beside you. you spun around in your spot and shook your head vigorously, a mouth full of water and eyes widened. ‘not with hongjoong, dumbass. i meant, with jeong yunho. you know, the cute guy you’re always drooling over in the lecture hall.’
‘i’m not’ you defended, slamming the glass against the counter and glaring at the long-haired boy. ‘and there’s no way in hell i’m losing my virginity to a dance major. they’re bad news, and that’s on period. i’d be at every college party under the sun, which is bad for my physical and mental health. plus, yunho is fucking stupid it’s unbelievable. did you know he once got kicked out of the library for gambling in an intense game of uno?'
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yunho closed his locker, removing the towel from around his neck and dropping it onto the metal bench beside him. he took a sip of his water, sliding down the cold locker wall with a huff. you watched him curiously, images of him running across the basketball court clouding your thoughts. you couldn’t lie, yunho was stupid hot, especially when his hair was stuck to his forehead with sweat as he was catching his breath. or when he made a shot, and his face lit up as he watched the basketball slam against the hoop before it fell through the net.
‘jeong yunho?’ you called, nudging your way through the crowd of sweaty boys. he looked up at you, climbing up off the floor in surprise after seeing a girl in the boys’ basketball team’s locker rooms. gripping your bag’s strap tightly, you inhaled deeply before stopping in front of him. ‘i need to talk to you about something rather personal, immediately.’
you grabbed his hands in yours, not letting him process what was going on. after stepping out in the cold air, you let go of his hand and took a deep breath. explaining the situation to him, you tried to sneak in the whole fact that you needed him to take your virginity, but didn’t go so unnoticed. ‘you need me to do what?’ the thought occurred that he was possibly imagining or dreaming this moment. it seemed like a bad, aimed-to-be-hurtful joke.
you were y/n, and yunho had heard the rumors about you around school. ones that claimed that you punched song mingi in the face after he tried to kiss you, and that no one was worth it in your eyes. every single person on campus knew your situation, that you’d never even kissed a guy, so why were you suggesting a friends with benefits kind of situation with a guy you barely knew? ‘i’ll meet you in twenty minutes in the parking lot’ you claimed, handing yunho your phone to put his number into. ‘please don’t be late, i have a lecture tomorrow morning.’
a mere forty minutes later, yunho slammed your back against his bedroom wall, towering your whole body. it hurt a lot more than you had imagined it would in each of your kinky dreams, but you liked the way it seemed to knock the air out of your lungs. yunho’s lips met yours and you felt like you were melting. you’d anticipated this moment all your life, and now it was finally here. you felt giddy, easily figuring out how the whole kissing thing actually worked.
‘wow’ you pulled away from his lips, which he chased yours until realizing you were too far away for him to kiss you again. ‘i always imagined this moment to be extremely awkward, but kissing feels so natural.’ your finger twirled a piece of yunho’s blonde hair around it, taking in the intoxicating scent of his vanilla-scented shampoo. you didn’t expect him to choose such a sweet smell, but now you noticed it actually matched him so well.
‘can i?’ yunho raised a brow, one hand trailing up to hook underneath your thigh. you nodded, slightly nervous, but you trusted him considering the discussion of consent you’d had in his car while you drove back into his shared apartment. your legs were wrapped around his waist, his hands gripping your thighs as he carried you over to his bed, he placed you down gently, arms at either side of your head.
your lips worked in perfect sync, your arms draped loosely around his neck. yunho let you run your fingers through his hair, softly rubbing against his scalp as your lips molded together. his tongue swiped along your bottom lip, asking you for entrance which you gladly allowed. your hands then pressed against his chest, gesturing for him to roll onto his back so you could straddle his waist.
his fingers ran up and down your sides, drawing circles in your skin. he pulled away from your lips, pressing gentle kisses along the skin of your neck. a soft moan left your lips, making yunho press his growing erection up against your heat. it was so exciting to you that you couldn’t help smiling into the kiss. you wouldn’t have ever guessed this is what you would be doing right now, over studying. your hips worked against yunho’s so naturally and clearly you were doing a good job judging from the soft groans of pleasure that left his lips. but then, the sound of a door shutting caught your attention and you pulled away from the boy in surprise. ‘you don’t happen to have a roommate, do you?’
‘uh, yeah’ he cupped your cheeks in his hands, turning you to face him. ‘but i’m sure he’s not going to care that you’re here, we’re college students now. he’s really chill too. his name is hongjoong and he’s a commercial music major, so you might know him.’
‘shit’ you climbed out of his hold and grabbed your jacket that was randomly placed on his rug. he sat up, watching your every move with confusion. ‘i’ve got to go. we can finish this another time, ok? call me!’ you rushed out, wanting to get out of there as quickly as humanly possible.
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‘i thought there was ‘no way in hell’ that you’d lose your virginity to a dance major’ wooyoung started, gesturing towards the hickeys littering your neck. you rolled your eyes, placing a spoonful of rice into your mouth. ‘especially considering the one i suggested was jeong yunho.’
‘shut it, wooyo’ you groaned, pulling your knees flush against your chest. you glanced around the cafeteria until your eyes landed on yunho sitting with his friends. ‘we didn’t even have sex, but yunho is a really good kisser and it wasn’t even awkward that he was my first. and it felt so good to be grinding on him and hearing him groan in my ear. well, it was great, until i found out he’s roommates with hongjoong!’
‘too much information, y/n’ wooyoung teased, placing his spoon down onto his tray. ‘but you missed the most perfect opportunity. hongjoong would’ve been around to hear you moaning yunho’s name all night long, destroying your innocent image. then, he would’ve been interested in you. specifically for sex, but at least it’s a start, right?’
‘i didn’t want hongjoong to hear my first time!’ you whisper-yelled back at him. ‘that’s embarrassing on so many levels. anyway, i’m going back to my dorm. my classes are over, so i’ll see you tomorrow’ you stood up to clean up your tray of food and purposely passed by yunho’s table. feeling his eyes on your ass, you spun around and shot him an innocent smile followed by a whispered ‘call me’.
yunho in fact did call you. and then he was in your dorm, pressing you against the sheets. your fingers were tugging on his hair and his hips were pressing down into your own. it felt a lot better than the first time since you’d gotten the hang of things by now. he tugged your bottom lip between his teeth, his hands trailing down to massage your thighs. you couldn’t hold back the breathy moans when his lips were sucking your neck and his cold fingers were brushing over the hot skin of your stomach.
‘can i touch you?’ he lifted his head to look down at you, fingers tugging on the waistband of your denim shorts. you tried to suppress your smile, tugging your bottom lip between your teeth as you nodded. the nerves started as soon as he fumbled with your buttons and zip, your eyes watching his every move. he sensed your worry, looking up to meet your nervous gaze. ‘hey, you can trust me. i promise i’ll make you feel good, ok?’ his lips met yours in a sweet kiss before he returned to his previous actions.
you lifted your hips so that he could remove your shorts and lacy underwear — the pair you had quickly changed into before his arrival — as your cheeks were tinted a deep shape of red. his eyes glanced over your body, his bottom lip between his teeth as he admired you beneath him. your body jolted as soon as his thumb brushed over your clit. you hadn’t expected that being touched by someone else could bring you so much pleasure. he chuckled lightly as he spread your thighs further apart.
his long fingers pressed against your entrance to collect your arousal, earning a gasp from you. he locked his gaze with your own once more, asking again if he had your permission. you nodded shortly, dropping your head back against the pillows. one of his fingers entered you, feeling slightly uncomfortable but still causing you to let out a moan. as he began to thrust his finger in and out of you, your body adjusted to the feeling and soon you were asking for more. he smirked to himself, pushing another finger into your heat and curling them both against your walls. ‘fuck!’ your back arched away from the bed, hips rolling to meet with the thrusts of his fingers.
his speed increased, his thumb rubbing circles on your clit as he leaned up to press his lips against your neck. ‘mmm, yunho’ your moan of his name sent electricity through his body, going straight to his dick as he grew harder. ‘faster!’ you choked out, fingers twisting in your sheets as he obliged. the room was filled with the sounds of your wetness and your moans as yunho drew you closer to your release.
you clenched around his fingers, hips bucking up as the knot untied itself. your breathing was fast and short, your fingers were gripping onto the sheets and your hips were rolling along with his thrusts. yunho rode out your orgasm before pulling his fingers away from your core. you shivered at the uncomfortable feeling, weakly falling back against the mattress. ‘i told you i’d make you feel good’ yunho grinned proudly, propping himself up on his side as he looked down at your red cheeks and swollen lips.
‘shut up’ you sat up, pushing yunho onto his back against the bed. ‘now it’s my turn’ you were nervous, but you weren’t going to show that. it was going to come out naturally, right? you hoped. ‘i don’t really know what i’m doing, so i’m sorry in advance’.
‘relax, y/n’ yunho spoke softly, sitting himself up against the headboard. ‘you’ll get the hang of it, trust me’ he reached to unbutton his jeans, his eyes looking into yours for confirmation. you nodded, running your fingers along his thigh and pushing his hand away from himself. taking the hint, his hands fell to his sides and he leaned back on them.
your hand slipped past the waistband of his jeans as you took a deep breath, trailing your thumb over his tip. his breath hitched as he watched you with hooded eyes. it was weird to be touching him and knowing he liked it, but it sent a sudden jolt of electricity through your body and gave you confidence. slipping his member out of the confinements, your jaw dropped at the sight of his length and the angry, red tip. smiling shyly and softly, you leaned down to press a gentle kiss to his tip before swirling your tongue around it.
yunho never thought he would see you go down on him. you had an innocent smile and cold demeanor, so many people assumed you were just a naive virgin girl who pushed all boys away. well, all boys except your bisexual best friend, wooyoung. but watching your glossy eyes sparkling with tears whenever his tip brushed against the back of your throat, he’d never loved a sight so much. he was destroying your perfect image as the seconds went by, your hair wrapped around his fingers and your tongue moving along his cock. he couldn’t help letting out a groan just at the thought of him corrupting you and flipping your stereotype around.
you gagged around him, closing your eyes tightly as he groaned out your name. ‘i’m gonna–’ he tried to tug your head away but you reached up to stop him from doing so, swallowing around him as his hot seed landed on your tongue. ‘hmmm– fuck’ he breathed out heavily, dropping his hands to his sides and dropping his head backwards. you grimaced as you swallowed, the texture making you wish you had never let him release in your mouth. ‘gross, i know.’
‘not bad’ you hummed in response, wiping the corners of your mouth as you scooted closer to where he was sitting ‘just unfamiliar’. yunho fixed himself up as you slipped off of your bed. ‘i’m gonna go… clean up. choose something to watch if you want to stay for a while’ you shrugged, rummaging through your drawers for something comfortable.
of course, yunho did stay. ‘are you coming to the party next break?’ he questioned, rolling over onto his stomach to look at you. ‘it’s san’s house. you know, that rich dance major. he lives just outside of the campus and his parents aren’t home, so he’s using that to his advantage.’
‘yeah, i know him, he’s wooyoung’s boyfriend after all. but i don’t know, parties aren’t really my thing’ you popped a piece of popcorn in your mouth, switching your attention back to the tv playing a movie in front of you. ‘is hongjoong going to be there?’
‘what’s your deal with him?’ yunho raised a brow, reaching for a handful of popcorn. ‘are you guys enemies or something? is he your ex-boyfriend? no, that can’t be it. hongjoong’s kind of a thot, you wouldn’t be a virgin if you had dated him before.’
‘shut up, yun’ you rolled your eyes, also rolling onto your stomach and nudging him with your shoulder as you landed at his side. ‘wooyoung wanted me to lose my virginity so that i would be more available to hongjoong. i’ve been pining after him for one-too-many years.’
‘you? you like hongjoong?!’ he burst out in laughter, so you reached up to cover his mouth. ‘sorry, it’s just that– well, he’s hongjoong and you’re y/n. i would expect you to go for someone like choi jongho or even your own best friend, jung wooyoung.’
‘he wasn’t always a slut, you know’ you tutted, reaching for a handful of popcorn before shoving it into his mouth. he almost choked, glaring over at you. ‘he’s a sweet guy, ok? i really like him, but i’m just not experienced enough for him, you know?’ yunho shrugged, reaching for a piece of popcorn before throwing it your way. you reacted immediately, giggling as he trapped you under his weight to stop you from throwing more.
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wooyoung spat out his water in surprise, coughing and reaching for a napkin. ‘you swallowed his kids, y/n?! that’s so gross!’ you slapped him hard on his arm, shooting him daggers with your eyes. he looked at you with confusion so you reached for your book, threatening to hit him with it.
‘do you ever shut up?!’ you fell back in your seat with a huff, folding your arms over your chest. wooyoung wiped the water away from his face and cleared his throat, locking his gaze with yunho from across the room. ‘oh, fuck, he heard you, woo! your big mouth can’t control itself, right?!’ you let the moment of anger seep out of you, sighing deeply and closing your eyes. ‘i’m sorry, wooyo. i know, it is gross, but i didn’t know what to do and i panicked.’
‘tonight is the night, right?’ wooyoung whispered softly, leaning closer so that you could hear him. you nodded with red cheeks, covering your face with your hands. ‘hey, chill out. you’ll be fine. plus, he isn’t going to nut in three seconds because he’s not a virgin. you’ll be able to enjoy it for longer.’
‘do you always have to be so vulgar?’ you teased, dropping your arms to your sided. ‘i’m just nervous. i don’t know how it works. i’m just glad it’s yun, because he’s so gentle and caring. well, not exactly gentle, but he takes things slow.’
‘do you always have to be so vulgar?’ wooyoung mimicked you, making you throw one of your fries at him. you stuck your tongue out at him as he feigned hurt, causing you to giggle at his silliness.
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‘hey, cutie’ yunho smirked, leaning against the doorframe as you rolled your eyes. he chuckled lightly, opening the door for you. your senses were clouded with the sound of soft jazz playing in the background and the strong smell of roses, explained by the path of rose petals to his bedroom. you shot him a look as if to ask him why he had to be so extra about it. ‘this is the only first time you’re going to get. be thankful it won’t be the same as mine was. it was almost two years ago at my first college party, and the girl was too drunk to even remember my name.’
‘sounds rough’ you cringed, dropping your bag to the ground and reaching up to drape your arms around yunho’s neck. he got the hint and slowly leaned down to kiss you softly, his hands finding position on your hips. the music seemed to work for setting the mood as your tongues collided and your fingers twisted strands of his hair around them. ‘hongjoong’s not here, right?’ you mumbled against his lips as he backed up and pressed you against the nearest wall, his fingers tugging at the hem of your shirt.
‘staying next door’ he answered simply, lifting you to straddle his waist to carry you along the rose petals into his bedroom. ‘mutual friend- gave them a heads up’ he replied in between kisses, struggling to push the door open with his foot. you giggled into the kiss, pulling away to reach for the handle. ‘wait i forgot to get condoms from seonghwa.’
‘seonghwa?! who-’ he muffled your words with his lips, gently placing you down against the sheets. you huffed in annoyance, sitting up to watch yunho climbing off of the bed again. ‘be quick’.
‘he’s only next door’ he grinned, quickly rushing out of his door. instead of simply waiting around, you began to explore his room. your eyes fell upon the flannel shirts shoved onto one side of the wardrobe, forgotten as he grew up and matured. you made a promise to yourself to steal the grey, black and white one, just as a memory of the time you spent together.
meanwhile, yunho stood awkwardly in the kitchen of seonghwa’s neighboring apartment, tapping his foot against the floor. ‘you’re a dumbass, you know that?’ hongjoong snorted, twirling around on the kitchen’s counter to look at the younger boy. ‘so, how far did you get before you realized?’ he teased, resting his head on his palm and blinking quickly.
‘you’re an asshole, you know that?’ yunho raised a brow in return, not purposely snatching the foil packets from seonghwa’s hands. he couldn’t help but wonder what you actually saw in hongjoong. maybe he was a nice guy, but now he was just a college jerk who loved to get drunk and have sex. there was nothing special about him, other than his composing skills, of course. but you did better than hongjoong, he was sure of it. really, yunho didn’t see anything that stood out in him. ‘thanks, see you!’
you dropped back onto the bed with a sigh, wondering what could be taking him so long. but as if the universe had heard your thoughts, yunho appeared in the doorway of his bedroom. he shot you a wink, the column of blue, foil packets unraveling to the floor. ‘stop being an idiot and just have sex with me already’ you patted the bed beside you, watching as he placed all but one of the condom packets into his nightstand. he came back down to kiss you, his hands slipping under your skirt to draw circles on the insides of your thighs. then, he pressed his fingers against your clit and began to rub you through the material of your panties.
the feeling made your arousal trickle down onto the material, being uncomfortably wet against your folds. you tried to fill your mind with what was about to come in order to turn on yourself some more, imagining the sound of his breathy groans in your ear and the feeling of his teeth sinking into your neck and the feeling of his long fingers wrapped around your throat. wait, what? the urge to be used and dominated filled your thoughts, making you press your thighs together and roll your hips.
‘damn, eager are we?’ yunho joked, pressing his finger against the wet patch forming on your panties. you simply groaned in annoyance, pushing his hands away and sitting up on your knees. you pursed your lips, looking down at your fingers resting on your thighs. ‘you feeling ok? if you want to back out, that’s totally fine with me’ you shook your head, wiping your hands against the material of your skirt before reaching to take off your shirt.
yunho’s eyes fell to your chest as you dropped the shirt to the ground. with your cheeks tinted red, you tugged on the hem of his shirt in order to ask him to take his off too. eyes falling into him, scanning his figure, you pulled your bottom lip between your teeth to suppress a smirk. he raised a brow cockily, hands gripping your waist as he pulled you into his lap. your lips met once again and your fingers ran down his body until slipping past the waistband of his boxers. he quickly grabbed your wrist and pushed it away ‘oh, y/n’ he clicked his tongue, gripping your hips. ‘we both know who’s in charge here’ his cold fingers trailed up your body until he reached to unclasp your bra.
a whine left your lips as the cold air reached your nipples, and you rubbed yourself down against his hardened member. ‘i want you to be rough’ you whispered, wrapping your arms around his neck. he hummed and leaned down to kiss along your chest until he reached your left nipple, and began to swirl his tongue around it. ‘yunho, please’ you whimpered, gripping his hair. ‘i just want to feel you inside now’. within seconds, yunho was hovering above you, tugging down the material of your skirt with your panties.
‘are you sure you’re wet enough?’ he leaned down to run his tongue between your folds, groaning at the taste of you. a shaky breath left your lips, hips rolling up again, but he was quick to move away. ‘you don’t want to be sore all week, right?’ you nodded shortly, blushing at the sudden thought of wadding around campus with obvious hickeys down your neck, clearly hinting at what you’ve been up to.
the nerves began to sink in as yunho grabbed the condom, his hands fiddling with the drawstring on his sweats. you hadn’t really thought it through, and now you were worried about the fact that you were about to lose your virginity with no knowledge of what the first time was like. ‘wait, uhm- can i pee first?’ yunho looked up at you when hearing the words, his eyes traveling over your naked body. he nodded shortly, leaning down towards the floor and tossing you his shirt. you eyed him suspiciously but slipped it over your head, covering your whole body almost reaching your knees.
‘down the corridor’ he informed you, ‘it’s next to hongjoong’s room, and the door is usually open’. you slipped down from his bed and awkwardly found your way to the bathroom. taking a few deep breaths, you fixed your hair before actually going to pee. you remembered wooyoung telling you that you should always go to the bathroom before and after having sex, which you thankfully remembered. scrubbing your hands clean, you huffed out a breath of air before finding your way back to yunho’s bedroom. he looked up from his phone, tossing it onto his nightstand and reaching out to grip tightly onto your hips again.
he returned you back to your previous position, sitting back to finally remove his boxers as you removed his shirt. you squeezed your thighs together, your fantasy of finally feeling him about to be fulfilled. for a moment, you watched his struggle before sitting up, taking the condom from him and tearing it open. he bit down into his tongue to hold back the groan at the feeling of your fingers wrapping around his length. it was hard for him to hide that he was impressed by your unexpected actions, causing you to simply shrug. he captured your lips in a kiss, gently leaning you back against his sheets. ‘here’ he moved your hands up to grip onto his shoulders. ‘it’s going to hurt at first’.
oh, of course it would you thought, looking down to check the size of his cock again. you didn’t see any dicks besides the ones you’ve witnessed in porn sometimes, but you could bet yunho was above average which was terrifying for your first time. you nodded, eyes scanning how he pressed his tip against your folds. he groaned at the feeling, his own eyes meeting with yours as he positioned himself at your entrance. slowly pushing his tip into your core, he almost hissed in pain as your fingernails dug into his shoulder. ‘shit’ you whispered, eyes watering as he stretched you out. he buried himself deep inside you, hearing your short breaths as you adjusted to him. it felt strangely good yet a bit painful, but overall good, and full as fuck. as you adjusted better to him you could really feel his whole shape inside you.
‘you can move’ his fingers intertwined with your own as he moved his hips back, before gently pushing back in. you let out a choked moan, pleasure blinding your senses. the pain had turned to discomfort for a moment as he rolled his hips more, before it rapidly turned into pleasure. yunho groaned above you before dropping his head to rest in the crook of your neck, losing himself in the feeling of your walls wrapped around his cock. your arms moved to wrap around his neck, fingers trailing up to play with his hair. without even realizing, your own hips were rolling in order to create more friction. ‘yunho’ you cried as his lips connected to your neck, your fingers pulling his hair harder. ‘please, move faster’.
‘you sure? i don’t want to hurt you’ he met your gaze with his dark eyes filled with lust, uncertainty flashing through his irises. you nodded, claiming it didn’t hurt anymore, so he leaned down to kiss you again before his hips snapped against your own. your back arched, your grip tightening as you moaned out loudly. hearing your reaction, he couldn’t help but continue his faster, harder thrusts. but you didn’t seem to mind, and he was loving it way too much. your usual sweet gaze was filled with lust and desperation, your soft lips were muttering only his name and an array of curses and he couldn’t get enough of feeling you squirm beneath him.
‘fuck, yun!’ you whined, hips bucking as his fingers stimulated your clit. he continued to suck on your neck, teeth grazing your skin as his hips rutted against your own. whimpers began to fall from your lips as his actions became rougher, simply because you loved how he made you feel so submissive and vulnerable under his touch. your walls clenched around him, causing his thrusts to stutter for a moment. he grunted into the skin of your neck, his free hand holding your hip as he lifted his head up to watch you, thrusting deeper and slower. ‘i’m cum-’
you let out a deep breath, your walls clenching as your orgasm shot through you. your back was arched away from the mattress, your thighs forming a death grip around yunho’s waist. he continued to rub your clit, finding it hard to hold on at the sight of your neck covered in his marks and fully exposed to him due to your head being thrown back. as your breathing became unsteady and fast, he removed his fingers and chased his own orgasm. you whined at the overstimulation, but it wasn't long before his own head was thrown back in pleasure, a groan of your name leaving his lips as he released into the condom.
he took some time to catch up his breath, slow thrusts and kisses making your legs tremble as you both came down from your highs. after some time he pulled out of you, discarding the used condom and finding a clean pair of underwear to put on before disappearing from the room. he came back with a towel before claiming he would grab your bag for you. you took the towel and cleaned yourself up, deciding you would discard it on the bathroom and, of course, go to the toilet. you winced as you took your first step, tightly closing your legs together as you waddled over to yunho’s wardrobe. with a wide smile, you tugged down the grey, black and white flannel shirt and you covered your naked body with it. you groaned in pain as you waddled over to the bathroom, regretting asking him to be rough with you now that the ache had kicked in.
yunho came back into the room to see that you were gone and rolled his eyes, knowing you had went to the bathroom despite the pain you would obviously be experiencing. he knocked on the door before opening it, seeing you were wearing his flannel shirt that hung just above your knees and standing by the sink. ‘can you pass me my toothbrush?’ he hummed, awkwardly searching through your bag to find it. then he joined you at the sink, pulling funny faces at you to lighten the slightly awkward mood. ‘you’re such a dork’ you muttered through your toothpaste-filled mouth, almost choking as he simply pulled a weirder face before spitting in the sink.
‘you look good in my clothes’ he winked, grabbing your bag for you as you wiped your mouth clean. you blushed, slowly following him out of the room. ‘here’ he opened his arms out to you, and you rolled your eyes as you let him lift you by your waist. ‘i’m not being dramatic, y/n. i just don’t want you to be in pain, especially not if i’m responsible of it’ you lightly slapped his chest, your cheeks flushing before he gently dropped you down onto his bed.
‘can you get me a clean pair of underwear from my bag?’ you pouted up at him, and his cheeks flushed a red color. ‘you’re really going to get all shy now? after we just had sex?’ your comment made him roll his eyes as he rummaged through your bag once again, before he tossed the clothing over to you and you switched off his bedroom light. he faced away from you and closed his eyes, wishing he could fall asleep and simply ignore his heart beating faster than usual against his chest. ‘yuyu, cuddle me!’ you whined, wrapping your arms and legs around him, making him groan at the uncomfortable feeling of your cold feet brushing over his hot skin.
he turned to face you and you grinned, gently nuzzling your head against his bare chest and tightly holding onto his body. his fingers ran through your hair as you hummed, listening to his heartbeat as sleep took over your body. yunho leaned down to gently kiss your forehead, brushing the fallen hair out of your eyes. he smiled widely, an overwhelming feeling of comfort washing over him. ‘ah, shit’ he sighed deeply, staring at the ceiling and bringing his hand up to run through his own hair in frustration. ‘this wasn’t supposed to happen’.
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only a few hours later, you groaned and nuzzled your face closer to the crook of yunho’s neck. he stirred as the sun’s light seeped through his curtains and woke him up, and he saw you were awake too. then it sunk in that an unfamiliar tune was playing through the room, and you shot out of bed to grab your phone from your bag. a sigh of defeat left your lips as you saw the many missed calls and texts from wooyoung that had filled your screen, but his final text informed you that he was going out with san instead of you. yunho rolled over onto his stomach, pulling his pillow into his arms and shoving his face into the soft material.
‘morning, sunshine!’ you teased, jumping back onto his bed beside him. he shook his head, tightening his grip on the pillow which only made the muscles in his arms even more prominent. ‘come on, i want a smoothie for breakfast!’ you positioned yourself on his back, gently rubbing his shoulders to soothe the tension. he mumbled something in reply, but it was muffled by the pillow he buried his face into. you smiled to yourself, your fingers trailing down his body until you reached his sides and began to tickle him.
after a few attempts to drag yunho out of bed, he finally got dressed and joined you in the bathroom as he had done the night before. you used yunho’s flannel to go over your white shirt, tying it at your waist so that it had became a cropped shirt of some sort. ‘are you ready to go?’ he grabbed his phone and wallet, looking way too attractive in his simple black jeans and black shirt look, but there was something about the way he had tucked his shirt in that had you biting back an inappropriate remark. you simply nodded, excitedly grasping his hand in yours and intertwining your fingers. his hands are really that big, huh? you thought to yourself after feeling how it covered yours almost entirely. he just let you drag him along, the smile of an idiot in love across his lips.
walking into the smoothie place, you weren’t expecting to see wooyoung and san sitting in a booth beside the window. ‘fuck’ you turned yunho around, pushing him back towards the door. then the yell of your name made you freeze on the spot, looking up at the boy in front of you with wide eyes. ‘hey, wooyoung!’ you grinned, slowly stepping towards the two. surprisingly, he didn’t seem mad at you, instead he stared at your hand wrapped around yunho’s and the flannel shirt yunho always wore a few years back.
‘had fun?’ wooyoung teased, a subtle smirk forming on his lips. you glanced over at yunho in discomfort and he met your gaze, his thumb softly drawing circles on the back of your hand. you shrugged with red cheeks, but ended up grinning stupidly as yunho’s hand rested on your thigh comfortingly. ‘gross, i’m glad. our virgin y/n is virgin no more!’ your leg came up to kick him under the table, a warning glare being sent his way. he winced, pulling his leg up onto the booth’s seat with a pout. you were sure that he was never going to let you forget about this.
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your arms were folded over your chest as you sat in the back seat of yunho’s car. san’s party was nowhere near its end, but you were parked in the parking lot of the now-familiar apartment complex instead of dancing and getting drunk. ‘i didn’t want to leave, yun’ you whined yet again, turning to face outside the window. you refused to go inside, resulting in yunho pulling you into his car so that his neighbors didn’t witness an argument. ‘i was having fun. why did you have to ruin it?’
‘fun?! y/n, you were downing shot after shot simply because hongjoong was off kissing some ‘random slut’ rather than paying attention to you. he doesn’t even acknowledge your existence, how could you possibly be in love with that guy?’ yunho was angry, you could hear it in his voice now that you had sobered up with bottle after bottle of water. but he wasn’t mad at you, you knew that. he was mad at hongjoong for upsetting you, but you didn’t want to be mad at him either. ‘hongjoong is just an asshole, y/n! the only things he cares about are who’s the next person he’s going to be fucking and how much alcohol he’ll need to consume to actually find them attractive enough’.
‘that’s not true!’ you turned back around to face him, a tear falling down your cheek. ‘do you really think i would put myself through this if hongjoong really was such a dick?! why would i waste my time fucking around with an asshole like you if it was all for nothing, huh? can’t you just believe me?!’ your hands came up to push against his chest, but he caught your wrists, pushing you to be laying down and holding your arms above your head.
‘it’s always about you, isn’t it?’ he tutted, hovering over you. the anger seemed to seep away in an instant as you relaxed into his hold, the burning feeling centering at your core instead. his lips were distracting close to your own, his hot breath fanning over your face. you mumbled a ‘fuck you’, but you really didn’t mean it. ‘oh, yeah? bet’ he replied slyly, lips connecting with yours which caused you to moan into the kiss. and so you had sex with yunho in the back of his car for the second time, adding to the total of nine times that the two of you had had sex since the first time.
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the annual end-of-semester party was approaching. meaning you asked yunho to go dress shopping with you. after hours of him checking you out and making less appropriate comments about wanting to take them off, you finally found the perfect dress. he twirled you around in the changing rooms, causing you to giggle loudly before you landed in his arms. staring up into his eyes, you had the urge to connect your lips, but decided against it. after all, why would you kiss him if it wasn’t leading to sex?
yunho had felt off that day. he tried to act normal and just like the goofy, bubbly person he was, but it was hard when is mind was elsewhere. the last time he was ever going to be close to you would be when you’re sitting in his car, before he drops you off just outside of campus so that you can run off to find hongjoong. then, he’d compete in his last basketball game of the semester and go back to his bedroom alone. his bedroom that smelled like your perfume, the smell stronger against his sheets. but it was only his fault that he was losing you, because he agreed to the kind of relationship you had.
you were glad that he had taught you so much. now, you had yunho crumbling under your touch whenever your lips were wrapped around his cock. now, he would fuck you into his mattress until you’re both on the verge of passing out, having had one-too-many orgasms. the ache between your legs would only be due to him fucking you hard and fast, his nails digging into your hips and your moans only begging him to go faster. in a matter of months, your innocent face had become only a facade. behind that, you were the sub of yunho’s dreams, and he was the dom of yours. and in all honesty, it hurt to know that now, sitting in his car parked in the campus parking lot, was your last moment together before you finally completed your scandalous mission.
‘good luck tonight’ you smiled softly, reaching over to rest your hand on yunho’s. he nodded, pursing his lips as he looked down at his lap. ‘i’m sorry i have to miss it. i’ll be at the next one, i promise!’ you didn’t promise that at all. yunho knew that, you knew that, but neither of you jumped to correct it. it was better leaving on good terms. ‘i know you’ll do good’ you pushed the door open, your heels landing on the floor as you got out. he followed you, standing opposite you as you grasped his hands, tugging him closer. ‘thank you, yuyu. i really mean it, and this isn’t just about the sex. you’re the sweetest, most caring guy i’ve ever met, and i’ll miss you so much.’
‘i’m in love with you’ yunho wanted to shout towards your turned back and stop you in your tracks. ‘if you truly believe that, why are you leaving?’ he so desperately wanted to stop you and ask you to be his, but he knew your heart belonged to another. a lump formed in his throat as he watched you, before his gaze flickered to the dark and he spun around to get ready in the locker room.
you arrived at the field on the outskirts of the campus, seeing tables filled with alcohol and speakers resting on the grass. with a wide grin, you approached wooyoung and hugged him from behind, causing him to stumble forward. ‘where’s san?’ you asked curiously, but it was barely audible over the sound of the music coming from the speakers. he gestured towards the campus, signifying he was at the game and would be arriving later. ‘one semester closer to graduation, right?’ you shrugged, taking a sip from your newly-opened drink. ‘wait, let’s take a picture together before we’re too drunk!’
soon, your body was moving to the music and alcohol had made your brain fuzzy. the music drowned everything out as you focused on the movement of your hips, complimented by the tight, black dress yunho had helped you choose. you felt hands on your hips and glanced up, surprised to see hongjoong was tugging you closer to his body. ‘do you want to get out of here?’ he tried to call over the sound of the music blasting through the speakers and the chatter of hundred of voices. you nodded hesitantly, letting him lead you away from the crowd.
minutes later, he placed you down onto a table in the library, his lips connected to your neck as you reached to unbutton his black shirt. ‘is yunho going to be cool with this?’ he mumbled against your skin, pressing his hips against your own. you ignored him, shutting him up with a messy, drunken kiss. it wasn’t filled with as passion and love as it had been when yunho used to kiss you. ‘i mean, you must’ve been in love’ he continued as you slipped his shirt down his shoulders. ‘he tainted you, and you just allowed him to do so. you used to be an innocent virgin and now you’re about to let me fuck you over this desk like the slut he made you into’
‘stop!’ you pushed him away, tugged your dress back down to cover your panties and grabbed your clutched bag. a tear rolled down your cheek that you quickly wiped away, hongjoong being taken aback as he looked down at you. he stepped back over to you, reaching for your shaking hand. ‘don’t touch me’ you warned, climbing down from the table. ‘i should’ve just listened. you really are just an asshole’ you spat, slipping off your heels before you set off running out of the library and out of the building. you checked the time on your phone, tears streaming down your face as you wandered towards the locker rooms. you’d never felt so disgusting and dirty in your entire life, and that made you sick to your stomach. you felt like screaming and crying, completely annoyed at yourself for not realizing the truth sooner.
the door of the locker room slammed shut behind you and you were met with the dark, empty room. or so you thought, until yunho got up from his position on the metal bench and came towards you. without a word, you ran into his arms and sobbed into the material of his basketball jersey. ‘you were right’ you whispered, your voice breaking. ‘hongjoong is so disgusting. he called me a slut and made me feel like one by bringing you up and i felt so guilty and i just couldn’t take it so i came running to you because i trust you and i–’ your words got caught in your throat as he stroked your hair, holding you close. ‘i think i love you, yunho, more than a friend loves a friend.’
he tensed up, feeling his heart beating faster against his chest. it felt as though his rib cage was about to shatter due to the force, and all he could do was tug your body closer to his. ‘y/n’ he sighed, resting his chin atop your head. ‘you’re so dense, i’m totally, completely, utterly in love with you. i have been ever since you trusted me with your virginity. you’re so much more than an object, and you don’t deserve a guy like hongjoong who would treat you like one.’
‘r-really?’ you sniffled, pulling away to look up into his glossy eyes. he wiped away your tears, nodding softly as a smile grew across your face. you wrapped your arms around his neck, burying your head into the crook of his neck as his arms circled around your waist. it was when you really realized just how much you loved yunho. you couldn’t help going through the memories in your mind as you left the locker room, stopping in the middle of the field and making yunho place his bag down on the ground. it was so obvious that you had fallen for each other, anyone would’ve been able to tell. ‘kiss me, because you’re the only thing i’m sure of right now.’
he gently cupped your face in his hands, his nose brushing your own before he gently pressed his lips to yours. you felt something melting into his touch, his lips moving slower and softer than they had usually done. you thought back all of the time you had spent together, and how you had grown from strangers to the closest friends and more. he was always so loving and gentle, and you couldn’t help noticing how comfortable you were when you were with him. there was a strong sense of trust between the two of you, and he was always patient with you. he allowed you to discover and experiment while he was standing next to you, no matter how much it would hurt him in the future to see you walk away.
‘can we go back to your place?’ you pulled away from his lips, resting your forehead against his. he smiled softly, pecking your lips before grabbing your hand and his back and the two of you ran across the campus grounds until you found his car. after tossing his bag into the back seat, he leaned you against the side of his car, tightly holding your waist as you lips met in a passionate kiss. a small moan slipped past your lips as you rolled your hips, breath hitching at the feeling of rubbing against his bugle. ‘hey, yunho’ you spoke between kisses, your fingers playing with the ends of his hair at the nape of his neck. ‘since i’m so tainted now, care for some steamy car sex?’ your eyes stared up into his innocently, but yunho could see your intentions behind them.
‘of course’ he tugged you towards the driver’s seat, pulling you into his lap so that your ass was almost touching the steering wheel. you moaned softly, rutting your hips against his own and kissing him back just as roughly as he kissed you. your hand slipped between your bodies to reach beneath the waistband of his basketball shorts and his boxers in order to run your thumb over his tip before pulling out his growing erection. he groaned as your lips met with the side of his neck, your hands working to jerk him off. it was obvious how much you had changed by now, switching from your hesitant, shy character to wanting to ride yunho in the driver’s seat of his car in the middle of the campus parking lot.
yunho helped pulling up your tight dress, his fingers hooking in the sides of your lacy underwear so that he could pull the material down and past your thighs. you lifted your hips, allowing him to slip them down your whole body. he reached to recline the seat back, making you let out a squeak as you fell against his chest. ‘wait’ he looked up at you, his lip nervously pulled in between his teeth. ‘i don’t have any condoms on me. i never thought we would be having sex in my car.’
‘it’s okay’ you leaned back down to kiss him, running your fingers through his hair as you usually did. ‘as long as you wake up early with me tomorrow and help me buy a morning after pill.’ he nodded, gripping your hips and tugging you further into his lap. his fingers trailed between your folds before he slipped one into your core, causing your body to jolt forwards as you whimpered into his mouth. your hips rolled along with the thrusts of his finger, followed by another, as you moaned his name. ‘mmm, wanna feel you inside me, yun. stop teasing me and just fuck me already. i-i need you to cum inside me-’
‘god, you drive me crazy’ he removed his fingers from your heat before positioning his tip at your entrance. as your hips sunk down his length, you tightly gripped a fistful of his t-shirt and jersey, a high-pitched whine leaving your lips. for a while, you were content with rolling your hips and bouncing on his dick, until you began to grow tired. ‘want me to take over?’ yunho offered, and you hummed as he slipped out of you. he moved you to the back seat, kicking his bag to the ground and removing his jersey and t-shirt. ‘i’m going to blindfold you now, is that okay?’ he whispered against your ear, folding his jersey into a thin strip before tying the material at the back of your head. ‘now, face down for me, baby’
you whimpered, immediately following his orders as you had always done. the blindfold only added to the excitement you were feeling, as you weren’t sure what was going to be happening to you. he slipped back into your core from behind, his fingers gripping your hips to hold you in place. ‘ahh- yunho’ you thrusted your hips backwards until you were in sync with this thrusts. but he tightened his grip to stop you and began to thrust into you faster. ‘ch-choke me’ you barely whispered, but yunho heard clearly. he was unsure of it, but slowly reached to wrap his fingers around your neck. you gasped, your eyes rolling to the back of your head with pleasure as he pulled you flush against his chest.
‘you like that, don’t you?’ he whispered close to your ear, his teeth tugging on your earlobe. ‘you like it when i fuck you like this, hm?’ you could only nod in reply, causing him to tighten his grip around your neck. ‘answer me when i’m talking to you’ he demanded, and you let out a raspy moan that roughly sounded like ‘fuck, yes’. he loosened his grip before moving his hand down to rub your clit, making you roll your hips against his fingers as he harshly thrusted up into you from behind.
‘i’m gonna cum-’ you barely whispered, taking your lip between your teeth as you felt the knot in your abdomen getting tighter. yunho rubbed your clit faster, trying to thrust as deeply into you as he possibly could. ‘i’m gonna stuff you so full of my cum’ he groaned. ‘please, please, please, let me fill you up, my love.’ your hips stuttered as your walls clenched around him, your head falling back against his shoulder as you came. his finger didn’t come to a stop as he stared down at your fucked-out figure. your thighs shook, desperate whines and whimpers falling from your lips as he overstimulated you. you panted heavily, sweat trailing down your neck as you clenched tighter around him. ‘fuck- don’t stop!’ you cried out, bucking your hips into his hand as you came for a second time, squirting all over his hand and the back seat of his car.
his thrusts became sloppier as he released into your heat, falling atop of your tired body as his cum spilled out of you. he pulled out of you, reaching to untie the makeshift blindfold so that you could see the mess you had made. the windows had steamed up and mixture of yours and yunho’s cum was dripping down onto the leather seats below you. ‘fuck, that was amazing’ he reached out to tug you into his hold, slipping his boxers back on and kicking off his basketball shorts. ‘i wasn’t too rough, was i?’
‘no, baby’ you leaned up to kiss him slowly, holding his jaw in your hand. ‘i loved it. i’ll only ever be this slutty for you, and only you.’ you caught your breath, struggling to remove the restricting, sweaty dress from your body. yunho reached to help you, unclasping your bra as you had asked him to. you covered your naked body with his jersey, sighing contently as you nuzzled further into his hold.
‘y/n’ he whispered, running his fingers through your hair, despite it sticking to your forehead and neck with sweat. you hummed, slightly opening your eyes to look at him. he couldn’t hold back a wide grin, taking in the soft sight of your innocent eyes even though his cum was literally trailing down your thighs. ‘i love you, and it feels amazing to be able to say that now’ he pulled you into his lap, burying his face in your hair as you snuggled closer.
‘i love you. in fact, i’m totally, completely, utterly in love with you too’ you lifted your head and cupped his cheek, running your thumb over his skin. blue and red lights almost blinded the two of you, followed by the loud siren of a police car. your eyes widened as you reached for you underwear and slipped it back on, grimacing at the sticky feeling between your legs.
‘shit, we have to go’ yunho quickly grabbed his t-shirt and basketball shorts, climbing into the driver’s seat and readjusting the position of it. the two of you knew the sirens were for the party on the field, but you couldn’t risk being caught after obviously having sex where anybody could see you. you climbed into the passenger seat, wincing at the pain between your legs. ‘sorry, babe’ you could tell he wasn’t sorry by the proud grin lighting up his features, so you reached over to gently slap his chest. ‘don’t worry, we can get cleaned up and then cuddle while we watch adventure time together.’
‘adventure time! really?!’ you squealed in excitement, your eyes sparkling under the dim light of the many streetlights yunho drove under as he exited the parking lot. he nodded, taking note of how cute you looked in that very moment. ‘thank you!’ you smiled sheepishly, reaching to interlock your fingers with his own as he drove slowly through the streets.
‘i can’t believe you’re yelling over a children’s show after i just blindfolded you, choked you and fucked you raw’ he commented with a light chuckle as you blushed, looking away from his gaze. ‘i guess you really are tainted, aren’t you?’ he teased, bringing your hand up to press a soft kiss to your skin.
‘shut up’ you rolled your eyes, but you knew he was right. it was like you were a new person. your life had flipped from eating snacks and binge-watching movies alone every night, to begging a dance major to fuck you roughly. ‘you were the one that corrupted me’ he hummed, shooting you a wink as he smirked to himself.
you couldn’t say you had any regrets, at least not about yunho. especially not as the months went by, spending nights dozing off in his lap as he played videogames on the couch. or when he attended all of your practices and shows, as well as helping you learn the choreo. and you couldn’t get enough of snuggling up in his arms only minutes after he made you forget your own name as you screamed his. of course, wooyoung didn’t enjoy your whining about yunho being too rough when you were always the one begging for him to be rough with you. but you were happy, and you couldn’t possibly ask for more, because the two of you were totally, completely, utterly in love.
What do you think of hard dom Seonghwa punishing oc out of the blue when he's usually more sweeter and patient... xx
this is so 🤭🤭..now walk with me
I personally think Hwa is a very passionate but firm dom. even when he’s cocky/teasing he’s relatively patient, and overall sweet and lovely in the end. even in the relationship he’s patient but once again firm and leads/takes care of you (Mommy Hwa 🤭) and not too domineering unless you want him to be.
however. if you take advantage of his patience he WILL clock it and he WILL take you apart because of it to remind you he’s the lead of the relationship and HE takes care of YOU.
More under the cut !!
imagine you’ve been a bit rowdy and pushing on hwa’s buttons all day because you know you’ll get a scolding at most but nothing too serious. overall not listening to him much as well as teasing him when he’s begged you to let him finish his house chores yet you’re still teasing him
after you finally decide to stop bothering him you try to apologize by hugging him from behind, landing a couple of kisses on his back while he washes his final few dishes.
“righttt you’re done messing around ?” he’d ask, pouring a bit of soap on the sponge he was washing with. you nod into his back but that doesn’t suffice, he stops scrubbing “say it out loud.” you move your face from the middle of his back to admit “I’m done messing around with you.” you kiss his back one more time and he turns to you but he doesn’t have the same calm forgiving expression he typically has.
you try to lighten the mood by tempting him and wanting to finally give in after all the teasing you’ve done. “mmm how about makeup sex so we can be even.” you say playfully while grinning.
hwa looks across your face before flashing a smirk. suddenly before you could say anything else Hwa has you pressed against the counter facing him. pressing his bulge against your clothed cunt while tightly holding your face in his hand, the other gripping your thigh. you could only stare at him while letting out breathy sighs. “You wanna make it up to me huh.” You nod and he chuckles “how cute.”
you expect him to give in and take care of you like he usually does but no, no not at all. because now 30 mins later he has you laid back on the counter next to the sink legs spread. teasing his tip against your aching cunt..occasionally sinking just the tip in while tightly holding the sides of your neck with his free hand while edging you completely.
your eyes are filled with tears, in a complete haze from the pressure of him holding your neck. Hwa every now and again roughly smacking against your inner thigh if you try to fuck yourself on his cock or fail to answer his questions correctly.
“What was that baby I didn’t get that ?” He innocently ask, “I’m…” you’re too caught up in the friction of him running his tip along your folds trying your best not to jerk your hips into his. he plunges his tip in, you whine because it’s not enough and you need to be filled with his cock. he starts quickly playing with your clit. “Speak up I didn’t hear you the first time.”
“I’m…im so sorry FUCK I’m so fucking sorry I messed with you all day I should’ve been a good for you please fuck me hwa ’s too much.” you clumsily voice, drool spilling from the corner of your mouth due to the killing pace of his fingers.
“awwwww” suddenly Hwa fully sinks in and starts pounding you, forcing you to not touch him, yourself, not even allowing you to kiss him which was essential whenever you two fucked. anytime your hands went to play with your clit or you reached for him he’d swat the hands away and hit your hip. even when you cum he still keeps drilling into you, occasionally spitting on your cunt and leaning down to nip at your neck.
“I’ll forgive you when I feel like it.”
after some time you’re dumb, overstimmed, and learned your lesson while seonghwa finally slows down,,,,
“You’re so sorry aren’t you baby..” you mindlessly nod looking into his eyes pleasure drunk. “Oh I know you are baby do you want me to take care of you.” You mindlessly nod again.
But you weren’t good, so now hwa is gonna eat you out not letting you cum a single bit until you seem completely far gone . 💔
A/N: firsttt postttt just some simple headcanons I have for Riize as boyfriends 🫶🏾 hope you enjoy
Warnings: none frm what I know
More under the cut
Shotaro:
So in love with you whaaattt 🙁
Teaches you some easy japanese phrases so you guys can have your own small convos and inside jokes with each other without others budding in LMAO
Hug machine, even if he isn’t just hugging you he has an arm around you in some type of way whether it’s around your shoulders, you two link arms, an arm around your hip, anything !!
For a date he’ll probably take you to the fair, he’d pay for all the food you two eat and has you get on so many rides the main one being the farris wheel, you will take pics in it !
He likes when you wear his clothes especially his big graphic tee shirts, he’d probs buy couple shirts for you two (the cute ones not the corny ones 😭)
Randomly teaches you dances and once you have it right he’ll kiss your forehead and tell you how good you did
Always checks in on you, sometimes he’ll shoot you a quick texts asking about how your day was and if you have anything you need to rant about
Uses cute emoticons rather than emojis when making your contact name
Eunseok:
He really loves you but gets worried that he doesn’t show it well :/ even tho he is literally the biggest sweetheart
Buys you snacks throughout the day and randomly hands them to you but will play it off by saying something like “ I got these because you’re greedy 🫵”
Places your hand in his jacket pocket, keeps a hand in the back pocket of your jeans, holds and kisses your hand while sitting together, silently plays with your hair in any way he can
Even though he’s nonchalant he does worry about you like if you’re taking longer than usual to get home or he can’t figure out where you are he’ll try to be calm but soon sends a row of messages
Has random moments of cuteness aggression, you two will be sitting together and he’ll look at you and just squish you by pinching/smushing your cheeks, randomly pulling you extremely close going “AAAAAH SO CUTE”
Basketball date 😗 will go tough on you until you make THAT ONE FACE, and then he automatically goes easy on you..hell he’ll even lift you to the hoop
Sungchan:
Your favorite giant
When in public he’s practically all over you so nobody even ASSUMESS you’re single, will literally hold you from behind kissing the top of your head + cheek
So clumsy. You’ll get random text from him like “How much is a doorknob.” And you’ll ask him why and then he sends a pic of the door without its knob
Lovesss kissing your face he CANTTT STOPPPP
Play wrestling is KEY ! you’ll be teasing him and he’ll pick you up and toss you into his bed or couch and start play fighting
Goes “😧😦” if you start fighting back 😭😭.
Goes out of his way to feed you, like randomly he’ll be like “you hungry ?” and even if you say no he’ll buy you a little sum sum to munch on for now or later
Yes, he’ll have you go to the gym with him to spend time together 😭
He’ll teach you the proper form for some of the machines and do goofy muscle flex poses in the gym mirror to make you laugh
Wonbin
In the beginning he’ll try to come off as some playboy and would be quietly flirty
Does things to come off as smooth..slides in compliments, somehow finds a way to wrap his arm around you, randomly asks you on dates
Even though he seems all cool and smooth in reality he’s blushing as soon as you look/walk away
Most definitely does things in order to impress you..plays your favorite songs on his guitar, tries his best to win if he’s playing with the members and knows you’re watching
takes you out clothes shopping and has you try on wtv he thinks you’d look good in, he’d think you were so cute and would try sooo hard not to geek out watching you dress up 😓
Gets you a matching pair of earrings with him :(( it’ll either have a matching gemstone or a matching engraved symbol
Its been confirmed that he can be clingy so he’ll do whatever to be around you, if you’re laying down on your phone he’ll come lay/sit by you and it turns into cuddling, he’ll follow you around without noticing etc etc basically like a cat lowkey
You two will be quietly cuddling soo close and then he just randomly says “I wish I could live in your skin.” And you’d go “What.” Just for him not to repeat it EVERRR
Seunghan:
this man is literally…delusional over you 😭
considering he’s a libra (imma whore for astrology) before you two would even be together he’d have a “SHE WILLL BE MINEE” mentality once his crush begins
for a first date once you two are together I feel like it’d be sweet and simple, you over at his playing games and watching movies eating some takeout with r&b playing in the back getting to know each other even moree 🫶
has you sit on his lap while he plays fifa just so you don’t feel lonely waiting for him to hop off the game,, he’ll even teach you how to play it + other games he has..PLUS he’ll shower you with kisses when either of you win
you know how seunghan will call sohee cute for doing literally anything…yea he does the same exact thing with you 😭😭
you wake up from a nap ? “cuteee”, you’re in the middle of eating “cuteee” even if you’re scolding or bickering with him about something he’d stop and go “cuteee”
possessive, just like Sungchan he’d refuse to let anyone even assumeee you’re single he’d give as much pda as you’re comfortable with just to let these mfs KNOWW
if a girl tries to flirt with him he’d shut it down so fast he’d mention you every 5 seconds just to irritate her and get her away
Sohee:
A bestfriend and boyfriend in ONEEEE
the members in the group call you two the twins because y’all are attached at the HIPPP
ofc he sings for you like cmon now . he’d sing you lullabies to help you sleep if you’re having a hard time, he’d sing to you while cleaning up together, sometimes he just feels like singing for you just because
likes watching you do your hair + makeup. he’d even ask you what each product does to your face or what you’re putting in your hair, he’ll even asks if you’ll let him do it for you one day ☹️
lovessss sharing with you. It can be anything..clothes, food, body wash, his computer whtvvv as long as you mention enjoying it he’ll share it with you
uses your shampoo or lightly sprays your perfume so he’ll have your scent around and wants you to do vice versa with his shampoo + cologne
he’ll randomly make you instant foods and will just pop up with the food with the biggest smile on his face even if you weren’t super hungry you couldn’t refuse a few bites
this is so specific . but imagine sharing icecream or a milkshake with him..like it would probably be so cute omfg 😭
Anton:
takes a random photos of himself + the members just for your reaction
makes you a playlist almost biweekly..has the title “for my other half” and the picture for it is either a solo candid pic of you he took one day or a photo of you two together
this is such a random headcanon but imagine one day you’re super burnt out tired or sick he’d help you brush your teeth and do your skincare in the morning
takes .5 pics of you and sulks/pouts if you asks him to delete them (he won’t)
literally uses pinterest to come up with date ideas
he’d come up with a day long date itinerary for what you and him would do like everything is planned out and he even has a few back up plans if things go left
he will carelessly blow your phone up sending hilarious ass tiktoks or simply updates you about his day and asks you about yours
let him take you swimming !!! he’d be a little shy with you seeing him shirtless one on one but he’d overcome it, he’d teach you how to dive and will even race you 😭
he’d feel awkward about public affection but would force himself to have courage and will suddenly kiss you + wrap his arms around you
likes nuzzling his face into the crook of your neck whenever you two are cuddling
if y’all aren’t holding hands you two are mosttt definitelyyy holding pinkies
Hiii guys I’ve recently made a separate account for content surrounding the group Riize, I’ll still make ateez posts on this account ofc I just didn’t want the diff posts to get mixed up or this account to get cluttered. anyways reblog this posts or follow the account if you’d like, do whatever you pleaseeee my lovesss BUH BYE new post coming tmr
genre: idol au, established (secret) relationship, light possessiveness
summary: you and mingi have kept your relationship under wraps for a while to avoid the opinions of other’s getting into the mix, however sneaking around does lead to some sexual frustration…but once mingi does get the chance to have his hands on you during a time crunch…well….
warnings: mingi + reader are switches/non specific roles, competing for dominance, indirect exhibitionism, marking, cunnilingus, choking, manhandling, edging, unprotected piv, praise (mainly mingi receiving)
A/n: posting this scrapped experimental draft cuz I’m having severe writers block. Hope you guys had a good, safe Halloween !!
All you were trying to do was bring Mingi a different pair of shoes as well as some rings he requested for his outfit.
But now… Mingi has you pressed against a dressing room wall. Kissing you fervently, pressing his tongue further and further into your mouth, his knee in between your legs adding friction to your heat.
One hand under your shirt ..caressing one breast. While the other has a grip on your hip, helping you grind against his knee.
As risky as this is, you can’t help but lightly smile against his mouth whenever his neediness and desperation seeps out through his quiet whines and groans as well as him rocking his hips into you. Even though you were letting out whines yourself.
Then a voice and some knocks on the door bombards the sensual moment.
“AY. MINGI, I think I left my powder can I check if it’s there.” After hearing that Mingi kisses down your neck before backing away, sighing before sitting down on the makeup chair.
You have to regain your breath and fix your hair before you look up at Mingi in his chair. “Is his setting powder in your drawer.”
“Hhh I really hope not.” Mingi mumbles but to his dismay it was, meaning he has to open the door,, meaning you and him time was over.
You grab it from him and open the door to San tapping his foot and looking into his phone. “Finally..thought you two would never open the door, my stylist will scold me.” All you could do is grin. “Are you still doing his makeup.” San asks.
“Yep unfortunately Mingi messed it up somehow.”
In your peripheral, you see Mingi smile at your words while tapping away on his phone on bubble. “But I want you to do my makeup, the other artist is good but I feel more handsome when you do it. Just come to my dressing room real quick pleaseee.”
This comment makes Mingi pause and furrow his brows. “But Sannie don’t you see my face isn’t done…and it’s rude to talk about your assigned stylist you know…” San sighs and rolls his eyes before making his way back to his styling room.
You walk to Mingi and realize you really do have to fix his makeup. While grabbing supplies he pulls you into his lap facing him, holding you close. You straighten your back and lean forward to do his makeup.
After some time you begin to finish up. Mingi holding your waist and looking up at you.
“(Y/n)” he mumbles hands still holding on to your waist.
“Yes love.” You quickly say having laser focus while doing his eyeshadow.
“Am I good looking to you ?”
“Yes Min you always are, with makeup and barefaced.”
“Is San good looking to you ?” You already know the deal. Mingi has his short phases of jealousy or overthinking. Nothing too harsh or scary.
“,,,all of you are but guess what ?” You question while doing the final touches to his lip tint. He peers up at you while you grab and tilt his face up.
“ You’re the most handsome of them all, my one and only always….you’re always so good to me Mingi..” You say before giving him a small kiss. Bad Idea.
Why is it a bad idea ? Because Mingi loves whenever you praise and gloat on him. He’s staring up at you biting his lip and you can feel his grip on you tighten. He just wants to eat you up and show you how good he really can be.
“Song Mingi it’s time to set up and do positioning, we need you and the guys on stage .” His manager says through the door.
“Time to gooo Mingiii.” He fake whines and throws his head back while holding you closer to him. “Can I at least taste you before I go.” He whispers attempting to put his hand down your pants.
You move his hand and while doing a “tsk tsk tsk” motion. “On stage Min.” He sighs and kisses your forehead..pouting while heading to the stage.
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Once the performance was over it was time to head to the to the next performance venue. The manager lets you ride the same van as the guys if they’re not recording. Reasons being 1) You help them look their absolute best and 2) Per Mingi’s request, they haven’t questioned it.
You sit in the back with your clipboard and makeup bag. While getting your stuff sorted Yunho comes up to you. “(Y/n) do my eyebrows look even..the new stylist did them and she did them so different.”
You have him take a seat by you quickly and observe his makeup. “Not really one is just a little darker I’ll fix it.”
Mingi comes and watches you do Yunho’s makeup. He loves watching you work. He can’t take his eyes from you and you notice, leading you to giggle a bit.
“What’s so funny.” Yunho asks seeming both amused + confused. “Nothing..Mingi is just being cute and silly.” Yunho quirks an eyebrow and laughs, “Ooh so you think Mingi’s cute huh.” Yunho is the only one who has a gists of what’s going on with you and Mingi, but you know he won’t say anything.
Soon you finish and Yunho sits with Seonghwa to play animal crossing on each others switches and Mingi sits by you.
You and Mingi couldn’t keep your hands off each other. He sneaked squeezes of your tits, pretended to whisper in your ear when really he was saying dirty talk and nipping at your lobe + neck.
And you’d retaliate..putting your hand on his thigh until you found the outline of his dick, slowly touching and palming it. Sometimes tugging his hair with your free hand which was his absolute weakness. Praying the members don’t see.
Then you guys arrive.
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After the second performance was over the boys had one more media video to film on their schedule as well as photos to be taken.
You were advised to touch up everyone’s makeup since on most of them it was sweated or smudged away from how hard they danced earlier.
Whilst finishing Wooyoung’s makeup you realize that Mingi wasn’t anywhere to be found and after informing the main managers you went to go find him. After some time you were stuck in basically an empty hall, no other groups or staff could be found.
You went around to a door that seemed a third open. The light was dim and it seemed like a spare waiting room. Once you got to the door however, someone pulls you inside.
Before you could panic you automatically realize it’s Mingi. He has you pressed against the wall, palming everywhere before messily kissing you.
“You’re that needy for me huh.” you say, knowing your demeanor is cracking while under his hold. He nods before rolling his hips for friction to save his throbbing erection. “Want to finish what we started.” He says while exposing your breast, putting his mouth around and nipping your buds.
“Need to make you feel good…” He says lowly, looking at you starstruck. You can’t help but give him what he wants. “You’ve been so good and patient…go ahead.”
Mingi gets on his knees, using his teeth to slide your zipper down. He pulls your pants down far enough to where you can easily pull them up.
Right when his mouth was to be right where both of you wanted. Another interruption occurs, Hongjoong. “Mingi,, (y/n) are you two around here ?!? We have to get to the vans and head over to the next media set…”
Mingi groans defeated while gripping the waist band to your pants. His head flops onto the front of your thighs. You can’t lie, you’re just as frustrated because you knew you were going to let Mingi do whatever he pleased.
But once you started to zip your pants back up he stopped you while standing up. “Guys this isn’t funny, it’s 2:10 and we need to leave at 2:30………Hellllooo.” Mingi hushes you while sliding his hand down your pants, gliding his digits over your panties.
He moves them to the side and gives you his index and middle finger to indulge in.
“Hongjoong, she’s probably at the second floor still looking for him just come wait with the rest of us before you stress yourself out.” Seonghwa shouts out.
“Good God.” Hongjoong sighs before heading back with the members. Once his footsteps were far enough Mingi went into motion.
His fingers speed up and instead of a plain in and out motion he began to curl them into the spot you needed most and curving them for an extra stretch.
You fight through your sighs and moans. “Mingi…we need to head back or we’ll get in trouble.”
“ 20 minutes…just give me 20 minutes.” You can feel his warm breath on your neck while he whispers this to you, practically grinding himself into your leg.
“Please, (y/n) just a taste….fucckk baby I’m begging you...." he whines.
You can’t restrain or play hard to get any longer. “Fuck,, do whatever just..don’t take too long.”
Mingi smiles before he presses a few wet kisses onto your neck and sinking back into his knees like earlier.
He roughly pushes your pants and panties down and off before spreading your legs so he can bury his face into your heat. His fingers are pressed so deeply into your thighs that marks are inevitable.
Soon he’s stroking himself while eating you,, your taste, your face of ecstasy, your sounds..his head is spinning. He’s lapping and digging his tongue into your cunt while mindlessly fisting his dick. Your mind was swirling..you were about to finally burst and cum.
He slows down, only allowing you to indulge in small soft kitten licks and barely moving his thumb across your clit. “Babe…what’s…going on.” You breathe out, trying not to show the need in your tone from the lack of contact. “What do you mean baby..” he smirks only using his thumb, barely swiping your clit and not even giving you access to his mouth. He was playing dumb to annoy you and it was working.
“Why aren’t you touching me.” You whine -needing- some friction. "But I'm already touching you." He fastens the pace of his thumb on your clit making your knees buckle while you moan and whimper.
“About to cum..” you whisper. But Mingi completely stops. Denying your orgasm again. You can feel tears prickle in your eyes. “Admit it…admit that you’re just as needy as me.” He lowly says into your inner thigh, ghosting his mouth over your pussy.
“You’re so pretty like this, so cute with those teary eyes so beautiful.” He sucks and nips marks across your thighs making sure to lick at the reddish purple blotches afterwards. You just can’t let yourself shatter so easily however.
You grab as much of his hair and tug at it moving his head back so his eyes are on yours. Mingi’s dick jumps from the action alone, he loves seeing you above him and being assertive. “What happened to my sweet Mingi..you’re usually so good what happened.”
Mingi’s mind has practically short circuited. Any sense of revenge for the teasing has melted away. “I’m still good, just ask..I’ll give you any and everything you want.”
You lick your lips and take your hand from his hair. “Just be good and fuck me Mingi.” He obliges. Within seconds he’s holding you up..aligning his cock and easily pushing it in since you’re so slick with arousal.
No hesitation he’s pounding and your cunt clenches around him. You’re panting at this point, the air in whatever random room you’re in is now thick and warm from the sex filling it. He’s filling you to the hilt. “It’s like you were made for me.” One of your hands finds it’s way to his neck where you squeeze.
His cock twitches. “Please please please squeeze harder.” You tighten your grip around his neck knowing it’ll leave a light mark. He’s officially ramming you, the sound of skin on skin and your voices leaking out the room.
“So good, so perfect for me Min.” Mingi can’t take it, he pulls your hair and fucks into you faster than before, neither of you even care about dominance anymore..you’re both fucked dumb from each other.
“Gonna fill you, gonna fill you up and you’re gonna like it aren’t you.” He practically growls in your ear, the most you can do is whimper a broken “Yes”.
Soon you both cum, both of your bodies feeling lifeless and weak from all the energy placed into your pleasures. Mouths agape holding each other closer than ever.
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You both take the tiny bits of energy you both have left to put your clothes on. You help Mingi fix up his and look into your small purse to tidy his makeup. You do your best to not look destroyed but no matter how matter how clean and composed your face is your disheveled clothes give it away.
“How much time do we have to spare.” He asks while trying to help fix up your clothes. You check your phone, “Shit it’s about 2:27 we have to hurry.” You both rush down to where everyone was, the vans were pulling up.
As soon as everyone saw you two they hashed out their complaints. “You both had us worried, like cmon Mingi did you really have to run off, so much time was wasted.” Hongjoong scolds.
While making your ways to the buses you were advised to sit in the staff bus to keep the time. Yunho and Mingi sat together on the other bus.
“So, how was it.” Yunho nonchalantly asks. “How was what.” Mingi says back nervous. “The closet sex.” Mingi’s eyes widen and he looks around to make sure nobody heard Yunho. “I have no clue what you’re talking about.”
Mingi looks around a final time before leaning to Yunho’s ear.
A/N: Simply a Drabble of what I think each member would be into and kinks until I finish my next fic which will probably be later tonight or tmr 😭
Seonghwa:
yes this man is a head game mvp and yes you’ll have hickies on your inner thighs
would be a tiddies man, but a leg man too tbh the size doesn’t matter either
will rip tights or fishnets off of you, lightly bite your calf while it’s balanced on his shoulder, gripping your thigh.. trailing up your leg before he finger fucks you
with his moon and venus sign I feel like he would most DEF have emotional sex, you got into an argument ? makeup sex. Haven’t seen each in forever ? He will be insatiable. You’re sad or stressed ? His mouth can help you feel better
Mommy Hwa is REALLL !
he eats shy girls UPPPPP for breakfast lunch and dinner like I need a hwa x shy listener fic made
Hongjoong:
has a photo album of you giving him brain and other freaky stuff on his phone and looks around before opening it to make sure members don’t see 💀
The jealousy/possessive sex would be crazy
He’ll either be petty as hell and make some snide remarks like after making you cum hard he’d be like “could he make you dumb like this ? probably not right ?”
Or he’d overstim you like a MADDDD MAN to prove a point
deep stroke champ like seriously
Will have you stuttering + speaking nonsense during sex by having you speak so he’ll hear you flustered..like he’ll ask about your day and then speed his hips up and while you can’t finish your sentence he’ll go “come on talk to me baby…”
will lay back and have you ride him/be on top after a longgg day at the studio
needs to be the best you ever had
Yunho:
He purposely gives you his clothes with the main purpose being to fuck you in them at some point of the day
after a shower you’ll ask him to bring you some clothes bc you forgot to grab some & instead of your own clothes he gives you a shirt and boxers of his and now look,, you’re in missionary with the shirt on 🫵🏽
Future Dilf Yunho is VERY VERY REAL !!
Sigh…the infamous size kink…no but he’d literally press his weight against you to keep you in place especially if you’re squirming too bad
his birth chart makes me feel like aftercare would be so rejuvenating and sweet when it comes to him ykwim like it would be amazingg
Dude I know he’s an ass man or likes thicker/curvier people
Yeosang:
EEEEEEEEVVVILLLLLLLLL [mermaid man voice]
like he’d be all shy and quiet and be like “sorry I’m nervous” and then has you on the bed done and fucked out in the end while sitting there just “🙂”
I feel like he has a size kink like yunho since he’s so strong and built but not to the same extent
I am sooo for the idea that yeo likes seeing his s/o in lingerie like that’s so real
most definitely whispers in your ear with his deep husky voice during it all
hes holding your legs open while eating you and notices that you’re covering your face and holding your voice so he kisses his way up to your ear and goes “cmon love why’re you hiding from me.” while bringing his fingers in .
HE KNOWS WHAT HES DOINGGGGG
Gentle manhandling enthusiast
San:
Yes, yes he is the boyfriend that keeps you from going out the house to party by fucking you before/during you getting ready to leave
You’re doing the final bits of your makeup and you have to do your hair + get dressed but allll of a sudden San comes in and asks where you going and then you say a party and nowww he’s suddenly “you’re so pretty..let me look at you.” and now your makeup is ruined and clothes are GONE !
Switch San is REAL GUYS
Crazy stamina + positions you will be taking a quick nap after you two are through and yes he will take photos of you knocked out to laugh at later
This one writer said that if San smoked he’d pass it to you during sex and man. I am so in love with that idea . This can be found on @atinysuh ‘s account !
minors dnf/dni
Mingi:
He gives aftercare but I feel like even so he’d want to be babied after too like be sooo nice and sweet to him please
I like to imagine Mingi being into older women and if not older women, women in powerful positions or confident/dominant women
Has a huge praise kink
like think about him going down on you and lightly tugging his hair and praising him sooo much while he’s between your legs he’d go ham as soon as you utter “Fuck it feels so good Mingi..” he will make SURE you cum in the next 2 mins
This is lowkey unserious but like I imagine that pussy puts him to sleep like 💀
I personally believe he’s a switch but when he does dom he is the biggest flirt and dirty talker with the upmost confidence
Wooyoung:
Same as Mingi I like to think he’d be into older women or women in positions of power
He probably has such a random libido or finds you doing the most normal/conventional things sexy
You’ll be cooking dinner later into the evening and while you’re at the stove stirring up the food he’d come from behind and wrap his arms around you, it seems innocent until he begins kissing + nibbling on your ear and lightly pressing himself into you from behind while muttering about how sexy you look
We all know he loves to be scolded + degraded like he’ll pick small arguments just to hear you mad at him because it turns him on
You’ll tell him to slow down and him being the brat he is he’ll speed up for a bit or he will slow down but goes harder than earlier
He’s probably super into people who have an alt or at least a darker aesthetic and style
Jongho:
With his birth chart if you kiss his neck..he is DEFINITELY GONNA DEVOUR YOU plus he confirmed himself that he likes neck kisses
He is a thigh riding enthusiast.
Is 100% fully a dom and lowkey I feel like he cares more for giving to you rather than receiving back unless he asks
Tease him too bad and you WILL get consequences..whether it’s edging, teasing you 3x more, or even spanking you a couple times
Would take you out to eat and playfully tease you in the restaurant just so you can beg him to go home to fuck + he isn’t asking for the bill until you beg good enough
FUTURE ! SUGAR DADDY! JONGHO IS REALLL (but you’ll love giving + getting sugar from him)
Even if he wasn’t a sugar daddy he most def is the provider boyfriend
like I just know the morning after a night of sex he’ll leave before you wake up to go to work and you’ll check your phone and see he dropped a couple bands into your bank account “For being his good girl.”
Tags/Warnings: phew boy…18+ ONLY! MDNI! AT ALL! SMUT. There’s definitely plot there, biker!yeosang, no pronouns really used for reader but there are feminine pet names, very light alcohol drinking, heavy making out, fluff, I barely reread and edited this sorry
Smut Tags: exhibitionism (sex on a motorcycle), oral sex (reader receiving), p in v sex, reader has a coochie, pet names towards reader (pretty girl, good girl, baby, doll), fingering, begging, grinding, scratching, PROTECTED SEX, Yeo’s got a big dick, Yeo keeps his condoms in his wallet (don't do that lmao), love at first fuck(???)
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“Fly - FKJ Remix” by June Marieezy
“Body Language” by Doja Cat
“Harley’s in Hawaii” by Katy Perry
“Pink + White” by Frank Ocean
Being able to vacation days off from work was difficult, especially in your profession. So when it was offered to you by your supervisor, you agreed without hesitation. As soon as you got home, you messaged your best friend. You had both talked about having a little vacation and going to an island, away from the hustle and bustle of your usual lives, and taking in all the more tropical views that you never got to experience living in a city. That same night you had your bags packed and plane tickets booked for the next morning.
The Airbnb your friend had chosen was stunning. The backdoor opened up directly to the sight of the ocean and the trees surrounding the view. The window in your room offered a similar view. As soon as you opened it, a breeze filled the space, bringing in the salty smell of the ocean with it. It made your shoulders relax a bit, eyes closed as the heat of the sun refreshingly warmed your face. For once you weren’t thinking of all the work that sat waiting for you, or anything that was on your to-do list. You were instead listening to the birds chirping, the waves crashing against the rocks nearby, the leaves on the trees brushing against each other with every waft of wind.
After a few minutes of standing there and swaying gently back and forth with the wind, your friend finally knocked on your door.
“Hello hello,” they peeked their head around to make sure you weren’t occupied. You smiled and waved them in, going to sit on the bed.
“What’s up?”
“Well…there’s this bar nearby that I believe is calling out our names. Wait–” they gasped before grabbing your arm. “Can you hear that? It was just there!” You rolled your eyes at their ever-dramatic antics.
“So you wanna go drinking when it’s,” you shifted to look at the clock on your phone. “It just turned 3:10.” They nodded back excitedly, grin wide on their face.
“And we can get shitfaced and go walking on the beach that’s right outside our doorstep during the sunset!”
…It all did sound very tempting. You mulled it over as your friend sat next to you, bouncing up and down in anticipation. You finally nodded, coming to the conclusion that you were on your own time, not needing to hold back from enjoying yourself. They flung their arms around your neck before getting up and running to go change.
—
For it being a Friday, the building was surprisingly barely busy. There were a few people here and there, drinking and either talking to someone or watching whatever the bar had on TV. You and your friend grab a corner booth. After writing down your order, your friend went to the bar to get your drinks from the bartender. It was then that you heard motorcycle rumbles from outside the building, and through the very tiny window, you could see two bikes parking in one spot. Both people on the bikes got off, and one immediately took his helmet off. He was a bit taller than the other one and had short black hair and a sharp nose. The second motorcyclist had been in the middle of unclipping his helmet when your friend suddenly appeared at your side.
“Here you go! I got a double shot for mine but yours is just the regular amount. I didn’t know how hard you were going tonight.” They said with a smile. Your attention was brought back to the drink they had set in front of you on the small napkin. It was a deep red color and while it had a strong smell, it wasn’t unpleasant.
“Thank you so so much, I owe you one.” You smile at them as you use the tiny black straw to taste the drink, dubbed “The Icey Crab” on the menu. Corny, but the drink is damn good.
At that moment, the two motorcyclists you saw before swung the door to the bar open. The taller one walked in first, leather pants and boots appearing before the rest of him. He stepped in and to the side, as the other biker came in. The other one, the one you didn’t get a chance to see take his helmet off, was…gorgeous, to say the least. His face looked as if it had been carved from marble. There was a slight dark mark on the side of his face and it accentuated his beautiful eyes. His long dark hair framed his face perfectly. Not to mention his arms. His muscle tank allowed his muscular triceps to be on display. And you were certainly taking it in.
“Hey.” Your friend snapped their fingers in front of your face, bringing you back to what they had been saying. Their eyes followed yours over to where the two men had come in and were setting themselves up at the bar.
“Ahh, I see how it is then. Which one were you eyeing?” They smirked and nudged you repeatedly, making you lightly hit their arm and roll your eyes. “I’m going to guess it’s the long-haired one? Definitely your type.”
“Please, I don’t have a type.” Their eyebrows shot up at you over the glass held to their lips.
“Don’t just lie like that, I’ve known you for way too long.” They giggled, eyes going back over to the two men. One of them, the taller one, seemed to look right over at your table at that exact moment, catching your friend’s eye. They grinned and raised their glass in greeting the new man. He returned it back, smirking as he said something to his long-haired friend who was simply sipping on his drink and seemed startled when the tall one spoke. He too followed his friend's view over to your booth, and his eyes landed on you.
“Well, I think I’ve snagged his friend, if you want alone time with him, yeah?” They said as they looked back at you, excitement glimmering in their eyes as they downed the rest of their drink.
“And what happened to us headed to have a little drunk walk on the beach?” You crossed your arms over your chest, a smile on your lips as your voice stayed playful.
“Well, we can do that any other night, right? We have some vacation days, let’s really use them.” They wiggled their eyebrows at you, making you let out a laugh. You see a figure approach the table from the corner of your eye, something you could only assume belonged to the tall man at the bar. You brought your drink up to your lips to hide your smile, as your friend stared at you in amusement.
“Hi,” the tall man’s deep voice seized your friend’s eyes from you. “I couldn’t help but notice your drink was empty.” Your friend looked down at the glass in fake surprise, as if they hadn’t realized what they were doing. Even though they knew exactly what they were doing. It was a tactic they used quite frequently, emptying their glass and waiting for whoever they had been eye-fucking to buy them a new drink.
“I didn’t even notice, how astute.” They smiled at him and raised their glass up in front of his face.
“Maybe we can change that?” His eyebrow quirked as he lightly grabbed the glass.
“Sounds like a deal…?”
“Park Seonghwa,” He introduced himself and looked over at you for the first time, giving you a smile. Almost as a sign of good intentions, ensuring you he didn’t plan on doing anything of ill will towards them. You nodded and looked at your friend, who stared at you. You both had each other’s location tracker on and you knew they had protective measures.
“Alright, Mr. Park, let’s see if you can guess my favorite drink.”
The two of them walked away, and you watched with a smile, feeling glad that your friend could find something to distract them. You knew how busy they had been with their job and family. It was rare for them to go out anymore. If anyone needed time to be a little irresponsible, it was definitely them.
“So, your friend fell for the ‘Your glass is empty’ line?”
A deep voice startled you out of your thoughts, and you looked at the man standing next to your booth’s table. It was the other biker, the one who had come with Seonghwa. His attention on you made your face burn, and it took you a few seconds to realize what he had said.
“Well, your friend fell for the ‘Oh, my glass is empty?’ bit. Maybe they were made for each other.” You smiled at the long-haired man as he laughed, looking down at the table for a second. His smile was very pretty, especially with how his eyes curved when his cheeks pushed up. His black hair fell into his face, and some impulse within you wished to reach out and push them back.
“Maybe they were.” He looked over his shoulder to the two of them at the bar, laughing about something. You could see a vein popping out in his neck, running all the way down to his broad chest. He was definitely your type, your friend was right. Especially with the way his hands looked as they rested on the table. Fuck it, if they’re gonna have fun tonight, I am too.
“I’m Y/N.” His eyes came back to you as you stuck your hand out in greeting. He took it, a jolt going through you at the feeling of his skin.
“Yeosang.”
Once he sat down on the other side of the rounded booth, the two of you spent hours talking about various things. What brought you to the island, what kinds of jobs you both did (he was a mechanic), what towns you lived in, what town you originally came from, et cetera. He was very interesting, not to mention very intelligent, and while he seemed reserved initially, he slowly opened up to show a more comedic side. The two of you had almost completely forgotten to check on your friends until Seonghwa came by to let Yeosang know that he and your friend were headed out. You gave your friend a good once over, making sure they weren’t shitfaced and still coherent. Relieved to find them acting their usual self, you had no reservations about letting them head out without you.
As soon as they were both out the door, you watched through the window as they climbed on the back of Seonghwa’s motorcycle, putting his helmet on. Yeo laughed at his friend, apparently trying to “act cool.”
“There are times when he struggles to even talk to someone, but then there’s moments where he’s got massive game. I don’t even know how I keep up with him.” You smiled as he kept on talking about his friend, the genuine fondness showing through his words. Something about how he talked about Seonghwa was so deeply endearing. It made your heart flutter a little in your chest.
Your talks kept up as more people filtered into the bar, creating a hotter and stuffier atmosphere. He inched closer and closer to you, both of you struggling to hear the other as more voices came into the building, and the music got louder. After a while, you two just looked at each other and laughed, finding it ridiculous. You couldn’t help but notice, however, just how close he was. Merely inches apart as he leaned into your ear.
“I think we should head out.”
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Yeosang parked the motorcycle right in a hidden clearing, taking your hand and bringing you to the edge of a cliff a few feet from the bike. You looked over it, deciding that if he was a murderer, he really wouldn’t have been able to kill you with the drop. Sure, maybe some bruises or a scratch, a bit of muscle ache, but definitely not death.
“I’m not trying to murder you, you know,” he lets out with a low chuckle, reading your mind. “I just wanna show you my favorite view out here. Especially with the sun setting. You have to wait a few more minutes, but it’s so worth it.” He smiles brightly at you, and you couldn’t help but look at how the light from the lowering sun made his skin glow. You smiled back, watching as he walked back to his bike to lean against it, his toned legs stretched out in front of him, arms crossed and showing off his muscular build. He patted the spot next to him, beckoning you over. You obliged, leaning your body against the seat of the bike, arms brushing his as he stared out at the view and watched the different birds crossing over the water.
You struggled to look at the view, eyes constantly straying over to him and his face, the birthmark next to his eye standing out. It took your restraint to keep from listening to your impulsive thoughts to reach out and trace it.
You wanted to brush back his long black hair to get a better view of it, maybe even gather it up in your hand. That brought on a new wave of thoughts, ones that included your grip on his hair, pushing him in between your legs, eyes closed as he–
“It’s impolite to stare you know.”
Your face burned as you turned away towards the ocean, eyes looking downwards. His chuckle reverberated into your chest. Out of the corner of your eye, you could see him look over at you, one eyebrow raised and a smirk gracing his face. He managed to look both devilish and angelic at the same time, a feat you never realized could be done before.
“Sorry, just…lost in thought.”
“It’s okay, pretty girl. Maybe you should take a picture next time, hm?” His smile widened a bit after that, and you rolled your eyes, even though the smile playing at your lips contradicted the movement. The water crashed against the shore, providing background noise surrounding the two of you. You had expected him to have turned his attention back to the shifting sunset, but you could still see him focused on you.
You tried to ignore his eyes piercing you, dragging down the length of your body. His tongue peeked out behind his lips, swiping over them in a way you wished to do. Gathering your thoughts that melted all together you slightly turned your head toward him, eyebrow raised.
“You don’t practice what you preach?” You bit out. Something in the way he smiled tossed your stomach in a way not unpleasant. His eyes kept shifting between your eyes down to your lips, eventually losing the battle and fixating themselves on the way you brought your bottom lip into your mouth to lightly bite at it.
“Why don’t you let me do that, hm?” Was the only thing he said before a hand reached out to grab the side of your face. He gave you a chance to pull back, and as soon as he realized you didn’t plan to, he leaned in. You sharply sucked air in, his lips brushing gently over yours as your eyes fluttered closed. After what felt like minutes of building anticipation, he pressed himself against you. Both hands grasped at your face as he deepened the kiss, tongue lightly swiping at your lips.
Maybe it was the one drink in your system, or maybe it was the way your body felt like it craved every possible touch from him, but you let him take complete control. His body pushed you against the seat of his bike, his hands coming down to either side of you to cage you in. This time your hands came up to grab either side of his face, your body pressing into him as if you could get any closer. His hips moved into yours a little, wanting to show you the effects you already had on him. He was strained against his pants, gently rocking into you to find some sort of relief. It made you grin a bit against his mouth, knowing how much power you had over this man you only met a few short hours ago.
His mouth left yours to start trailing against your jaw and down your neck. He sucked harder in some areas that you knew would leave sensitive purple marks in the morning. It was when he reached down the base of your neck under your ear that you let out a sound that fell between a sharp sigh and a squeak. At this, he smiled into your neck, lapping at the spot before gently nipping at it.
“I love your sounds, pretty girl,” he noted before continuing around the column of your neck. It was agonizing, wanting him to finally get to where you truly needed him. You whined as his hand moved to your thigh, slowly starting to make progress toward your core.
“Yeo please–” He hushed you as you started to plead.
“I’m gonna make sure you get what you need, baby. Patience.”
The hand on your thigh came back up to wrap around your waist, gripping so tight that you were sure bruises would form in the shape of his fingers later. Your hands made their way into his hair, lightly gripping the strands and tugging a bit to encourage him to move faster. His eyes fluttered closed and the deep groan that came out of him made you clench around nothing. How could someone make such a sinfully beautiful sound like that?
His eyes opened and it felt like they were staring into the very depths of you. Something dark and exhilarating floated in his pupils, sending a shiver through you as his hands gripped you impossibly tighter, arms flexing in the loose muscle tank.
“Lean back on my bike, doll.” His voice had dropped several octaves and it reverberated in your body, nodding as you listened to his instructions. You place both hands on either side of your body as you lean your weight backward, allowing him to move to the waistband of your jeans and undo the buttons and zipper. Pushing both your pants and underwear down, you kicked them off over your sneakers. As he watched, he caught a glimpse of the damp spot on your underwear and smiled.
“We’ve barely done anything baby.” Your face burned as you rolled your eyes, trying to not fold under his charms.
“Whate– shit.” His fingers cut off your rebuttal as they lightly skimmed over your slit, humming in mockery of your reaction. Your head tilted back as your hips moved up, a futile attempt at trying to get him to press just a little harder. He refused to put any more pressure besides gentle brushes, occasionally nudging your clit when you move your hips just right. His feather-light touches drew out small whimpers from you as you endeavored to keep most of your sounds in.
After what felt like forever, he moved his hand away, making your head dizzy at the sudden shifting. Before you could complain, he was sinking to his knees, gloved hands grabbing your thighs to bring them on his shoulders, shifting your weight around so you were fully reliant on both him and his bike. One of your hands came up to grab his hair on instinct, gripping it between your fingers.
His breath ghosted over your wet lips, making you shiver and tighten your hold on his scalp. The tip of his nose rubbed along your slit, causing you to buck your hips again into him. You looked down, mouth opening to complain about his teasing. However, the sight below you distracts from the whine that had been at your tongue. Yeosang’s eyes meet yours, half-closed in a drunken state. He somehow looked even more ethereal this way, his senses completely filled with just you.
“Please” was all you could muster out. He nodded his head, understanding your plea, and his tongue came out to separate your folds, licking up the wetness he had thoroughly spread. Your body felt as if had simultaneously relaxed from the end of his initial teasing, as well as tensed up from the sensations he gave. His tongue flicked against your clit, making you jolt upwards in surprise. You felt his tongue circle around your clit before he began to suck it into his mouth gently, tongue going back and forth over it. Your stomach tightened up, your grip on his hair pushing him more into you. He hummed at the pressure, causing ripples of pleasure to roll through you.
He released your clit to move downwards, his tongue dipping into your cunt and curving up. Your other hand, the one not in his hair, came up to cover your mouth from releasing the long moan on the verge of slipping out. He continued dipping his tongue in you and flicking up, making it harder and harder to keep your noises in. Your thighs clenched around his head, and his fingers tightened to help keep you steady.
He leaned back a bit from you, allowing you to have a deep breath as you clenched around nothing. You looked at how his mouth shined from your slick, a smile gracing his features as he took a second to breathe. One of his hands released your thigh, and using his nails he lightly grazed across your skin until his hand was at your entrance.
“Is this okay, doll?” He looked up at you with concerned eyes, checking to ensure you were okay. You smile and nod, thumb rubbing his scalp and pushing some of his hair back. He nodded with you, and slowly pushed two fingers into you, allowing you to adjust to the thickness. Your eyes fluttered closed, focusing on the way his fingers opened you. It had been a while since you had anything other than yourself inside you, so the stretch was a welcome burn.
“Breathe.” He gently whispered, making you realize you had been holding your breath the entire time. Your inhale was a bit wobbly, but you finally exhaled and relaxed around him.
“Good girl.”
His fingers started to move, not fully leaving out of you before they were pushed back in again. He curled them upwards, looking for something inside you.
“I need…please…faster,” you shakily managed to get out. He huffed out a light chuckle, and you looked down at him through hooded eyes.
“My baby is so good at begging.”
His fingers picked up their pace, leaving you to struggle to catch your breath. Eventually, he found what he was looking for, as your back arched when he prodded at one spot within you. With your eyes closed, you sensed him pause and move below you, before feeling his mouth suck your clit in again. The new sensation, along with the continuous pressing on the sensitive area in you, had you unable to hold back your moans. Your senses were completely overwhelmed in the best way possible. And the pressure in your stomach started to build more and more with every hit of his fingers.
“Is my pretty girl gonna cum for me?” His voice rocked through you, not letting up his movements. Your eyebrows furrowed as your eyes closed tightly. It was too much to try to hold back and with a few final movements, both hands flew to his head. You held him as close as you could, the pressure on your clit not stopping as you clenched tightly around his fingers.
He could hear you call his name as you finished, and it didn’t do anything to help the pressure in his pants. But he knew that if either of you wanted to move to that, you’d have to take at least one more finger to prepare. So as you came down with deep breaths, he pulled off you. Your head was still spinning as he kissed your inner thighs, bringing you back down.
“I want you in me, Yeo,” you managed out. You could see how much he was straining against his pants, and you wanted to help relieve some pressure for the both of you. His smile was soft and endearing, a switch from the man who just gave you a transcending orgasm.
“I know baby, I want to. But we need to prepare you just a bit more for that, okay?” His words took a moment to process. You thought you had prepared to take him, but as he slowly started to push three fingers in, you realized that you might have trouble walking tomorrow.
“Oh shit,” was all that came out, as the stretch made your eyes roll back. All the pain was masked under the slight overstimulation you felt. It was almost too much, but you desperately wanted to feel all of him in you, and if this is what it took to get there, then you wouldn’t complain.
It wasn’t an unusual feeling, you had experimented with three fingers before, but having someone else do it was what made you dizzy. Especially when his fingers were already so thick, it was more of a stretch than you were typically able to give yourself.
You took a breath, trying to relax around him. It was difficult though, as you kept clenching every time he moved back in. Watching as you sucked him in again repeatedly had him almost drooling. He couldn’t help from going back in, attaching himself to your already abused clit. It made your eyes jerk open in surprise. It made it even more difficult to relax, as you gripped him rhythmically.
“Yeosang, please!” Your voice cried out like music in his ears. He could feel the way your thighs shook around his head, tightening more and more from his attack. He knew he couldn’t hold on any longer, and just as your eyebrows started to furrow up again, he pulled away. His fingers left you, and he watched in a trance as you fluttered around nothing. A whine was pulled out of your mouth, bringing him back to you.
Gently placing your thighs off his shoulders for a moment, he stood, reaching into his back pocket for his wallet. Out of it he grabbed a condom and placed the wrapper in his mouth. He quickly grabbed his shirt off, then unbuckled his belt, undid his pants, and hastily pushed them down with his boxers, kicking them off to the side.
Your mouth involuntarily dropped open. That’s definitely why he wanted me to have three. His dick hit his stomach as he focused on putting the condom on. To say he was well endowed would be an understatement, and you were starting to wonder if he shouldn’t have possibly used four fingers to open you up a bit more. It made your mouth water a bit at the idea of having that stretch you out. You had yet to have a partner with such a gift as Yeosang has, and you were quite excited to see if he knew how to use it.
He gripped your thighs again, putting them around his hips. One hand stayed holding a leg while the other grabbed around your waist. His dick rubbed between your folds as he slightly ground into you. With every motion upwards it caught on your clit, dragging along and making you cling to his shoulders.
“You still okay with this? We can stop now if you want.” It made your heart skip hearing him. He was being considerate, even with how much he was definitely holding himself back from ramming into you. His teeth were clenched, his jaw tense and defining his jawline. He’s so fucking beautiful.
“Yes, Sangie.” The nickname rolled off your tongue without a second thought, and it made you both stop and look into each other’s eyes. Something within his chest twisted hearing the way you said his name. And seeing you this way…it was something he knew he needed more of.
Your teeth caught your lip, looking down to watch how his girth spread your lips apart.
“What did I say about letting me do that.” He leaned down towards your face and kissed you. Your eyes fluttered shut at the touch of his soft lips against yours again. Your entire face felt tingly, allowing him to take over control of the kiss. As he pulled away, he bit down gently on your bottom lip, pulling it out slightly before letting it go. And as he rest his forehead against yours to look into your eyes, he finally adjusted his hips to slip in you.
The stretch was almost unbearable. Almost. You were beyond thankful that he prepared you thoroughly. And between your first orgasm and the heated makeout session you two had, you were virtually drenched with desire and need.
He stilled as he completely bottomed out. The feeling of him filling you up completely was overwhelming in the best way possible. Every sense was completely overtaken by the need for more of him. His taste, his smell, his touch. All of it. And after a while, you moved your hips to try to get him to continue.
“Move…please move.” You looked through your eyelashes at him, giving him your best pleading eyes. And looking at how pretty your eyes were in this scenario, it took him all he could to keep from pounding away. He slowly left your body, not fully taking himself out before thrusting hard into you. The movement jolted your body along with the bike under you, and he continued with the pace and force he wanted to use.
You brought a hand up to bite, an attempt at keeping your moans in at the feeling of being so full. He moved his hand from your thigh to grab at your hand muffling your sounds, pulling it away from your mouth and placing it on his chest, before he returned his hand back to your thigh.
“I want…I need to hear my pretty girl,” he groaned out, punctuating his words with particularly hard thrusts causing moans to spill out. You felt him twitch inside you with every sound drawn out of you. “Can you feel what your pretty noises do to me, baby? You sound so beautiful.”
Your nails dug into his skin, running across his chest and grabbing his biceps. Red streaks followed your fingers, and you felt his hard biceps ripple every time he pulled you onto him. His strength only served to turn you on more, clenching around his length. That erupted a deep groan from his chest, an enchanting sound that you would definitely keep engrained in your memory.
The coil in your stomach tightened more with each thrust. You knew you needed just a little bit more, something to truly tip you over the edge. You took one of your hands off his upper arms and moved to circle your clit. That was it. You were thrown over your precipice as your eyes rolled back into your head. All you could think was Yeosang, Yeosang, Yeosang.
He watched as your back arched into him, chest pressing against his as he slowed down a bit, letting you ride your waves. You eventually came back down, eyes hazy and glazed over. The slow drags of his cock helped to ride out the aftershocks. Your body fell limp into him.
Yeosang eventually started to pick up the pace, the dazed look in your eyes spurring him on. His low moans in your ear signaled the nearing of his end. His thrusts became sporadic as his grip tightened impossibly more on your thigh. He was using you to get off now and it made a rush of heat fill your body. His hair fell in front of his face, his eyes shut tightly as he focused on his own pleasure.
“Cum, Sangie. I wanna see you cum, please please please.” You whined into his ear, the overstimulation of his continual pace causing every nerve in your body to be lit on fire. Your nails dug deeper into his shoulders, and they made their way to his back, dragging angry red lines across the expanse. You felt how his cock twitched at that, and a deep groan emanated from his throat. There it is. You kept dragging your nails across his back feeling as his pace started to lose its rhythm. And finally, with one last deep moan, he stilled in you, his face buried deep in your neck.
You felt his breath fanning across your neck, your eyes blinking shut at the sensation. It all felt truly perfect. His deep breaths in your ear, the feeling of being so full of him, his body weight resting slightly on yours, arm around your waist keeping you close to him, the smell of the ocean and your bodies mixed. He slowly started pressing delicate kisses down your neck and into your shoulder, causing a shiver to wrack through your body.
“That was…that was really good,” he giggled in his deep voice. You nodded, not trusting your voice just yet. He moved away from your neck to look down at you and your blissed-out face. He swore he could stay like this forever, watching as the light from the sunset cast beautiful colors onto your skin, giving you a glow.
And then your eyes opened to meet him again, and something about the way you smiled at him made him realize that this was not just a one-time thing.
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summary: being a lifeguard is fun since you get paid just to keep the peace and keep people from drowning. it does get boring however…that’s until you saved yunho from drowning while surfing and he repays you back with a small date and more...
A/n: This shit took forever to write so if it flops then oh well I’ll just delete it allah please.
The sun is beaming and the cobalt ocean sways and rolls into itself. Today was a good day to be a lifeguard. A lovely view paired with rarely having to get down from your chair tower.
The most you have to do is yell “No trash thrown into the sand please!” Or “No fighting!” every now and again. A person hasn’t had trouble in the water except for once or twice.
It’s a calm low effort job. BUT, you really do wish it was more exciting, there’s only so many sunsets you can watch and shaved icees you can eat.
During your silent contemplation you feel someone knock and bump your lifeguard tower. While getting ready to curse you notice it was just Mingi and the others.
“Hey ! (y/n) .” Mingi says while lightly knocking on your tower. “Min. PLEASE. Stop knocking the tower.” You say pinching the bridge of your nose.
“We told him not to.” Wooyoung and San say in unison.
“You dropped your whistle by the way.” Seonghwa chimes.
You sigh while coming down from your tower. You look around for the “dropped whistle” but still don’t see it in the sand. “Where’s the whistle.” Mingi points and shows it was still around your neck.
“We just wanted you to come down since you haven’t left the tower all day.” Mingi chuckles. You want to be mad but you were a bit hungry and aforementioned bored out of your mind.
“The Tiki Cafe ?” You ask squinting from the sun’s brightness.
Mingi nods “Yeaa Tiki Cafe, gotta meet with Yunho anyway.”
You all head over to it. It’s a small cafe most people at the beach or locals go to. You all order your usuals and begin to talk and eat.
In the midst of a conversation Mingi looks over at the door and smiles. “YUNHO !! Over here !” He whisper shouts. Yunho walks over to the table and leans over onto it with his board.
He greets the other guys and nods his head at you. Yunho is Mingi’s closest friend as well as a known surfer. Him and Mingi surf together all the time. You two have spoken before and follow each others instas but your convos stay short and casual.
You can’t lie. This man is beautiful. His tall toned body paired with his perfectly set face, the cheesy smile and sweet boyish charm. You most definitely found him attractive.
You bring yourself out your staring when you notice a large crack running down Yunhos surfboard. “Wait what happened to your board.”
“Yikes man, what DID happen.” Mingi says grasping the nose of the board to ogle at the crack.
Yunho looks down at it and gives a shy smile. Gosh he’s handsome. “Dropped it on the asphalt. It should be fine..I’m still heading to catch the big wave today.”
“Really ? You sure your board will be able to stay up ?” You’re not exactly a surfer yourself but you know that cracks can be detrimental.
Mingi’s eyes widen at the news of the big wave. “Bro the waves about to come in 10, let’s go catch it !” You roll your eyes and ask for a to go box. Yunho pats your shoulder. “No need to worry, I can always swim if I get wiped out.” He gives you a playful wink before heading out with the guys.
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You guys return to the beach. You pull out your to-go box and munch on your leftovers while watching the beach goers and occasionally watching the guys and their antics.
Yunho stops by your tower with his board. “Hey do you got any board wax ?” You usually have some but Mingi used up the last bit. “Sorry I’m all out” Yunho was staring at you as though he didn’t care.
“It’s ok, by the way there’s sauce on your shirt.” You look down and see the grease spot that you couldn’t see due to your lifeguard swimsuits’s red hue. “God. Thanks Yunho.”
“Don’t worry you still look good..I mean you always look pretty.”
“Oh..thank you, again.” You practically shrink into yourself after the compliment. Yunho fondly stares “I was wondering if..”
“ YUNHOOO THE WAVES HERE.” Yunho quickly turns before grabbing his board. He turns back to you looking torn between the wave and the convo. “Talk to you later ?” “No worries just tell me when you’re done.” He smiles and rushes over to the guys getting ready in the water.
Time passes and you see the guys close by splashing water on each other. However, you realize Yunho isn’t there ? Your intuition screams for you to look farther with your binoculars.
You see him riding a large wave. Focused and concentrated. But. You noticed where the crack in his board was began to split, and soon Yunho gets engulfed into the water. When you see him not come back to the surface you know somethings wrong.
You get off the tower and run down into the shore. You tell Mingi to come with you to help Yunho.
After swimming over and a draw boat comes, Yunho is finally safe. You, Mingi and Yunho go to the nearby clinic to ensure he’s fully ok. You waited in the waiting room while Mingi was inside with Yunho. Finally, Mingi comes out.
“Hey is Yunho ok did they- ?”
“He thinks you’re cute.” Mingi shrugs and takes his phone out.
You can feel the heat fill your face from the random info. “I didn’t ask that, but thanks ? Is he ok though.” You’re sure he is from Mingi’s calmness but still need the verbal assurance.
“Yea he’s perfectly fine, waves just knocked the wind out of him.” Mingi’s demeanor is unphased..which is a switch from how scared and worried he was initially, it seems like he’s even smirking from your concern.
“That’s good..thank god.” Relief washes over you but you can still see Mingi’s smirk.
“So when are you telling him you like him.” He says still typing away on his phone.
“What,,your bestfriend just almost drowned why are you asking silly shit.”
“My bestfriend is completely fine and I’ll let him know to text you.”
“What.”
Mingi starts to walk back into the room Yunhos in. “Just let him take you out.” He closes the door, and now you’re just sat there speechless.
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“Meet me at the shaved ice shop at 8 ?”
That’s the text Yunho sent a week after the surfing incident. You already know Mingi told him to text you. You’re whirling in a mixture of nervousness and embarrassment.
You sit at a stool in the icee shop checking your phone trying to keep yourself occupied. Then you see him. In a plain black tee and grey jeans..outside of his typical swim short and sandals attire.
You both begin to talk. You expected an awkward conversation considering how you two were aware of one another but not close..however, you two meshed so well ? Finishing each others thoughts and falling into each others jokes with no hesitation. Such a smooth and clean interaction.
“I just wanted to thank you..the guys would’ve never knew I was in trouble if it wasn’t for you.”
“No need to thank me..it’s my job, but like literally.” Yunho let’s out a breathy laugh at your words, covering his mouth with the back of his hand.
“Hey shop closes up in 5, time to head out.” The shop manager tells you while gesturing at the door. You both head out and walk over to Yunho’s car.
He stops you with a hand on your shoulder. “I have my swim trunks and a blanket so we could swim and hang out if you’re not ready to go home.”
“Do you always keep a blanket in your car ?” You laugh.
“No no but, I really did want to spend time with you alone…we can leave now if you want…” Yunho looks away, running his hand through his hair.
“It’s ok…come on let’s go.” You reach your hand out to Yunho, fingers interlocked you two walk to the lower part of the beach. You take off your clothes..your swimsuit being underneath.
“Do you always keep a swimsuit under your clothes.” Yunho playfully mocks. You roll your eyes trying to hide your amusement.
You both swam together. Splashing water alongside of Yunho trying to teach you some swimming tricks he learned for if he wiped out on his board. The moonlight and stars leave bright streaks in the ocean swallowed by the night.
Soon you both get tired and return to the higher part of the beach while Yunho lays out the blanket. You both started sitting away from each other, talking more and finishing things discussed in the shop. Slowly it became you and Yunho laying side by side, hands brushing against each other.
“Hey..” he tilts your head to look at him. “Yes…” He looks into your eyes and looks away before returning them back. “I know we don’t talk but..I think I really like you.”
You stare, heart pumping harder at his words. He bites his lip in regret “I know that was too random, sorry I’ll take you home.”
“…Yunho don’t…I like you too..” You’re both facing each other, close enough to wear you feel each others breaths.
“You do….”
“I do.”
In seconds Yunho’s lips were on yours. His kisses were slow and methodical, his hand cupping your cheek while the free hand was set on your hip. Soon his tongue was brought into it, slowly whirling with yours.
Now..you knew what you were about to do was bold. But you couldn’t help it. You got on top of Yunho, hands sliding down his bare torso on his damp skin. This kiss continues and you feel him bring his hands to your hips.
You begin to grind down, not as fast or steady as you wanted due to nervousness. Yunho understands though, and ground you into him for you. The kiss finally breaks and you take a breath..the reality of it all hits you and you hide your face away in an attempt not to be consumed by his gaze.
Yunho can’t help but to want to see and relish in your shyness and glassy eyes. He puts his fingers to your chin, making you look at him.
“Getting shy on me ?” He says stroking your chin. He brings the hand back down onto your hip and continues to grind you two together. You can feel his bulge, the sensation intense from the thinness of your swimwear bottoms.
After mustering enough courage you reach down his swim trunk’s waistband.
“Can I...” Yunho is reeling at the fact you can’t even look him in the eye. “Go ahead baby..” Yunho nods and watches you go further down his torso. You pull the shorts down and there it was. His cock springs up, unbearably hard and oozing precum.
You lightly pump him in your hand and he winces in pleasure. After bringing your confidence up you bring your lips to the tip of his cock and suck. Yunho’s head is thrown back, lips parted. You begin bobbing your head up and down, struggling to take it all in your mouth. Yunho’s ok with that though…he actually finds it cute.
“Fuck…you’re doing so good for me.”
He gather your hair in his hand and helps you make your way up and down his cock. You peer up at him seeing him with a face of content while also taking airy breaths. You feel him twitch in your mouth. That’s when he pulls you away.
“You’ve helped me too much, I need to return the favor…” Yunho swiftly lays you back and pulls off your swim bottoms.
Such a view for him. Your skin moistened by the remaining sea water sitting on it, body unveiled to him..breast peaking from your swim top due to it being disheveled from all the movement. He opens your legs, another lovely view..your heat is sopping wet. He groans from the sight alone.
He pulls your swim top off, it was barely hanging on anyway. Parting your legs, he leans down and places kisses across your inner thighs. Then begins nipping and sucking at the skin. Your hips begin to stutter up from anticipation.
“Mm someone’s getting impatient hm ?” Yunho lightly swipes his thumb across your clit leading you to sigh.
“ ‘need your mouth on me…”. Your face is beyond warm and hot…being so exposed has you losing your mind but in a way…gives you more sexual gratification.
He takes his thumb away and begins licking and nipping at your clit. Fingers making their way into your hole, curling in a “come here” motion. You find solace by grabbing his hair, gently pulling which makes him take it farther.
He laps at your cunt. Sucking at your clit while speedily fucking you with his index and middle finger. The alarming pace with his fingers easing more of your arousal out. “..Yunho..more, please fuck..” He takes his fingers away and starts making out with your cunt. You’re bucking into his face while his tongue takes you apart.
“Cum on my face for me ” You’re done for. His tongue finds the perfect rhythm flicking against your clit. Then he places open mouthed kisses on your cunt.
You cum all over his face and he licks up as much of your essence as he can. He comes back to your face and kiss you; tasting yourself and his lip balm. “We can stop now if you want…” he whispers kissing down your neck, his cock hard against you.
You shake your head no. “Inside..I need you inside..” Yunho loses it at the confirmation. He opens your legs up for him and kisses you while bringing his cock into you. He presses all his weight onto you while slowly thrusting his cock into your soaking core. You’re filled to the hilt..his cock stretching you while his tip thumps against your gspot.
It’s all so intoxicating. The scent of the cool beach and him mixing with your own scent. Combined with the wetness shared between your bodies and the sensation of his cock stuffing you full over and over again.
Your senses are overloaded. All your pussy can do is clench around his cock. Yunho is just as fucked out..feelings your plush walls tighten around him.
“Fuck. Almost everyday..” His hips meet yours in a harsher fashion. “Almost everyday I see you…in that swimsuit.” The drags of his cock are becoming heavier and heavier. “And I just think about having you all to myself..pull the swimsuit off you and fucking you…just like this.”
Yunho takes notice of how your cunt sucks him in with his words. “I bet you knew…I bet you wanted the same..” He slams into your cunt with the punctuation. “So fucking good.” Your moans are loud. Praying nobody is taking a late night visit to the beach because they’d know exactly what you were doing. You naturally quiet yourself by biting your lip.
Yunho stops your silence by snapping his hips faster while kissing you. He holds your face in his large hand while he fucks into you harshly. He pulls his lips away, his sighs and groans in unison with your moans and whines. “Who cares if someone hears..I need to hear you.”
His thrusts become sloppy and lose their tempo. He’s just as close as you are. “You gonna cum on my cock for me ?” Only moans of affirmation can be vocalized. After his tip hits the right spot a few more times you cum on it. Your arousal covering his cock and lower abdomen.
His thrust falter. He pulls out but his tip is still pressed onto your cunt’s bud and he cums all over your pussy. You can feel his warm seed run down your folds.
You both fully collapse onto the blanket. The air is filled with sex and the humidity from the weather. You can hear the ocean sway and Yunho’s breaths. Above you the still moon and stars. Your eyes begin to lull before Yunho rises and picks you up off the blanket.
He takes you both to the mini showers used for washing sand off and cleans you both up. You both put your clothes on, him helping you put on yours while asking if you’re ok and whispering affirmations.
Soon you both head back to his car and begin to ride along the beachside. His hand occasionally resting on your thigh during the ride. Soon you both finally arrive to your home to drop you off.
“Are you on beach duty tomorrow.” He asks drawing shapes into your hand with his fingers.
“I shouldn’t be.” You begin holding his hand, rubbing your thumb against his.
Being forced by his label to learn English fucking sucks but his tutor makes it just a little more bearable
Warnings: Wooyoung as his own warning, Language, Fluff, Mutual Pining, Idol x English!Teacher, Sapiosexual!Wooyoung, Slight!Jealousy, Academia Talk, Humor, Teasing, Smut (+18), heavy make out sesh, Slight Pervy!Wooyoung, Whimpering!Wooyoung, Dirty Talk, Degradation Kink, Praise Kink, Dry Humping, Grinding, Brattiness, Self Degradation, Neediness, Slight Dub/CON, Dom/Sub undertones
Ft. Wooyoung and his canonical degradation kink
"What you need to understand is that Shakespeare used a significant amount of his time cautioning his audience against the perils of this mortal coil." Despite your vexation warming the pits of your stomach, you're thankful that your voice does not relay how utterly irritated you actually are. Your back is straight, giving nothing away of your exhaustion as you point to your copy of a Literature textbook.
"So, maybe I should've initially explained that the biggest theme of this sonnet is grief," you explain, drearily, letting your fingers knot into your curls as you soldier on through the text.
You could almost hear your coworkers discrediting you right now. How could one manage to hit the holy grail in getting chosen to tutor a bunch of stars and utterly fail at it in the process? Your PhD is mourning her sorrows.
"That is bad tutoring on my part, I apologise, Mr Jung, Sir," it is virtually impossible to bend into a full on bow in your current position on the chair adjacent to his bed so you settle for a quick nod of the head while skilfully avoiding eye contact.
"That's okay," Wooyoung lazily waves a hand in front of his face, "I just nearly threw up from hearing you call me 'Mr Jung'. Girl, I cried during Frozen 1 and 2... I am not the one you should be calling Mr Jung."
His ears visibly perk up just a little higher at the sound of your unprofessional, slightly airy chuckle. It has him practically scrounging for the need to hear you laugh like that again, to see your head be thrown back in a careless guffaw that only he is able to see.
But the moment ends as quickly as it began and you're visibly punishing yourself for your unprofessionalism by assuming your stoic academic role demeanour more.
"I think Mr Jung might be a little bit more professional." You finally look up at the boy sitting lazily against the headboard of his impressive king sized bed. Out of all the members you taught, you had only ever been permitted to see the inside of Wooyoung's bedroom - under the guise that he simply cannot function by being forced to sit on uncomfortable dining room chairs.
You sit opposite the bed, on a chair, to maintain some semblance of your dwindling professionalism,
"Mr Jung is so boring though!" He exclaims, throwing his head backwards and letting it sink into his mountain of fluffy pillows, "Wooyoung is completely fine! Or perhaps Baby. Or even Sexiest Man You've Ever Had The Pleasure Of Seeing," his lips curl into a smirk, "Your choice."
The text book is long forgotten amongst the dispersed sheets as Wooyoung glances up at you from his perch against his pillows. Of all the members, Wooyoung is also especially difficult to work with, not in any academic capacity, just in the sense that his advances are endless. And whether he actually means it - whether that twinkle in his eye accompanied by that cheeky grin was really real, or just endless teasing due to his innate flirtatious design. You might never really know.
"I can't in good conscious refer to you by that last option." You reply with a light shrug before crossing your legs in front of you, "I've met Choi San, and I'm not in the business of lying to you,"
"Oh! That's how we're gonna play now!? You're just gonna bring up another man in my presence? I thought the relationship we had was something special?"
"I'm an underpaid, mediocre teacher," You forget yourself and snort through a chuckle, "I have no time to forge special relationships."
He is stunned and slightly turned on by your cool commitment to the banter, not expecting you to hit back with such a quick jest.
As Wooyoung watches you from behind the few loose strands framing his face, his long hair loose, he realises he enjoys associating you with that forbidden word, even if it is just in his head.
Relationship.
"I'm not really into that negative self-talk." He says, watching you intently, "You're a good teacher."
"You're just saying that," You swat at the air in front of you, before burying your chin into your chest - that shy streak of yours rearing its head. He noticed that every sliver of a compliment led you to the involuntary need to disappear and Wooyoung wanted to correct that as best as he could.
"I say some stuff sometimes to make people feel better, yes," you finally look up at him from your scattered notes. His eyes are characteristically bright and his glistening lips are pulled into a small smile, "But this is not one of those times," He forces out, fighting against a familiar warmth pooling in the depths of his stomach.
"Right," you clear your throat, before assuming the role of tutor once again, "So… Sonnet 71 -"
In your periphery, Wooyoung raises his hand. Without looking up from your notes you reply, 'I know what you're gonna ask, Wooyoung but no, unfortunately you cannot refer to it as 'Sonnet 71'. Not many people care nowadays but the ones that do, want you to refer to the poem by its full title: 'No Longer Mourn For Me When I Am Dead.'" there's a bravado that graces your tone as you settle into your tutelage. It allows you to assume an almost elevated role as your eyes scan the text while simultaneously stringing a web of tantalising words together.
Wooyoung tries to focus on exactly what it is you're actually saying, he really does, but soon, you're stifling a quiet yawn before stretching your left arm over your head. He does not believe you intended for your breasts to push up from the low dip of your v neck, but that's exactly what happens and that pool of lava that has been welling in his stomach slowly rushes to his cock. Needless to say, Wooyoung slyly grabs the textbook onto his lap.
"So Shakespeare's great caution is that of grief. It's okay to mourn your loved ones but not to mourn them in routine, because that then can become a second death, equally as detrimental. Are you listening, Wooyoung?" his head snaps up from your chest, to the sound of the light scolding in your voice and he can instantly conclude that he is hard. He's not sure why, but your tone has his resolve weakening, and his head spiralling further into a fog.
"Please tell me, you're listening, Wooyoung. This is very important," He nods slowly with his shoulders hunched, and his eyebrows curved into crescents. He did not trust himself to speak, not when your words had him imagining you scolding him petulantly while he plowed into you from behind. Screaming at him to stop being so bad while he forced his hard cock deeper and deeper. He can vividly imagine your tight walls gripping his cock like a fucking vice while his fingers squeezed your nipples until they ached.
"Look, Wooyoung, I've been trying to be nice but it's been 3 hours and we're still on the first sonnet," he stopped his head from nodding profusely at the degradation that wants to seep into your tone while he watches you with darkened eyes. His fingers curl slowly into the ends of the open book on his lap, as he pushes his textbook into his lap. "We've done this long enough, Wooyoung," you continue with your ample chest beginning to rise and fall and the first signs of your bra strap, peeling from underneath your top. "You should know this, Wooyoung"
"Fuck," He involuntary groans, while he moves his textbook slightly, enough to create friction but not nearly enough to achieve the friction he actually desires. Before he gets completely ahead of himself, he stills his movements, opting to distract himself by speaking, instead.
"O-okay but if this is a poem about grief, why the hell am I seeing him talk about summer."
"Summer?"
Wooyoung nods, humming. "This man is talking about summer," he says, pointing to the book on his lap.
"Wooyoung…" You instinctively get up from your perch on your chair, advancing on him. Wooyoung visibly swallows as you plop yourself next to him, shoulder to shoulder as you peer over into the book on his lap. While your eyes frantically scan the printed ink, Wooyoung watches you from the side, trying to pen your face to memory, especially from having you so close.
"Wooyoung, this isn't the right poem!"
He watches you with slightly hooded eyes, completely unaware to anything outside of the tone of your voice
"It isn't?" He shakes his head, agreeing instantly with your scolding but not really hearing what you're saying. His words are slurred and his tone is distracted.
"Oh my gosh- you've completely missed the entire poem."
"I have?"
"Jesus, you haven't been listening to me, have you-"
He's already shaking his head as he leans in, muttering a quiet, "I haven't," as the tips of his fingers find the underside of your chin and drags you towards him. Dazed.
You're utterly dazed as soon as your lips connect with his. Somehow, the entire concept of space and time and everything in between seems utterly useless, the words on the page seem frivolous and everything outside of this moment feels like it shouldn't have the right to exist. He is kissing you and soon you are kissing him back, filling the boy with an unprecedented sense of elation at having his attraction to you validated. He is so elated in fact, he pushes off his text book and, without breaking the kiss, manoeuvres you onto his lap instead.
You're gasping into his mouth as soon as you feel his bulge connect with your core, "I know, I know, I'm sorry," He murmurs drunkenly into your kiss, taking the time to push his tongue into your mouth and brush up desperately against yours. The tone of his voice steals all composure, and soon you're pushing against him, rushed and hurried, like a raging fire before the embers set. You and Wooyoung are absolutely unstoppable as his hands travel up and down the sides of your body, hungrily searching for any sliver of skin, needing to feel your body heat searing into him.
The very moment your hands slither into his thick, grown-out hair, he is utterly done for, bucking into your hips until his bulge was brushing hungrily against your core. A torrid moan espaces your throat when Wooyoung dips into the crook of your neck, nuzzling into the softness of your skin and the comfort of your perfume while hands travel down your hips, urging you to move in tandem with him.
"So good," He mumbles against your skin, "You feel so good, baby." But your mind is flooded with a tempest of conflicting feelings and emotions as you pull lightly on his strands and follow along with his movements.
"Wooyoung…" you're panting breathlessly, suddenly painfully aware of how much your body responded to him.
"God, I love it when you say my name," He slurs as he continues to push up into you, finally settling into a needy but effective flow of movements.
Your panties are utterly soaked underneath your silk maxi skirt as the boy below you splays wet, lascivious kisses along your collar bones. Once he sees you're moving in tandem with how he needs you to, he releases one hand on your hip to paw desperately at your breasts.
"You've been-" your head is spinning as you try to formulate your sentence, "You've been sitting here with a hard on, my entire lesson?" Your words only spur his movements as Wooyoung clamps down around your torso, pushing you further down against his cock. "Fuck!" He screeches almost involuntarily at the delicious friction created by the heightened speed.
"So bad…" He murmurs drunkenly, as he begins to push up against your clit in a dangerous display of desperation, "I.. b-been so bad- m'sorry," Your head is thrown back into a moan stuck deep in your throat as you listen to the boy's needy whines, "m'so sorry, you're just so pretty," your hops move faster against his, not quite sure if this is a dream and too freaking terrified to find out as you hunt down the remnants of your oncoming orgasm.
"Wooyoung- you're gonna m-make me-"
Your hips are utterly restless against his, as you begin to grind down with immense passion. Wooyoung's head is spinning with the inevitability of making you cum. All he wants to do is make you happy. Think of how proud you'd be if he made you cum without even touching you really. You'd be so freaking happy you might just let him slide his cock inside your wet, slippery folds...
"O-Oh God, fuck- I'm cumming!" His hips rut erratically against yours, pushing agaisnt your clit until you're sent hurtling into your own orgasm. You're both moaning, whimpering messes as you grind against each other, Wooyoung clutching against your torso, with his head buried in your chest as your fingers pull mindlessly at his hair. He is in utter heaven, surrounded by the softness of your curves, with his head against the roundness of your chest. There is nothing better than this. Everything else is secondary.
"Fuck, I hate Shakespeare's but I'll read a 1000 of his poems if it means I get to do that again," he is the first to speak amongst your ragged, loud breathing.
genre: (somewhat-fluffy) smut, friends to lovers, revealed feelings
summary: the company you work at has been overworking you leading to you being stressed and burnt out. you can hardly even keep up with your own life anymore ! however, your roommate yunho notices this and decides to help you destress.
warnings/prevs: service/pleasure dom yunho, big focus on his hands, massaging, light choking, fingering, oral (fem received),, overstim, praise, protected piv, there’s a moment that seems like the smut will start but it’s a tease 😭
A/n: motivation for writing this is an old yunho live + reread studio sessions and it gave me ideas, but enjoy ! Ciao 🤍
Your eyes have a droning ache to them and are beginning to burn a bit from staring at a screen. Back aches from sitting at your desk for many hours begins to set in and you feel soo cold despite the cardigan you chose to wear.
You’re mindlessly typing at all the documents your boss has forced onto you due to 3 coworkers randomly taking a vacay.
You’ve doubled your hours and tripled your workload. Barely having time to take care of yourself or hang out with your roomie yunho. You’ve had to blow him off so many times because of this overbearing schedule.
You needed a break from the eyesore of files so you open your emails. Big mistake, hundreds of emails with “URGENT” load making you groan and have your head fall into your hands.
“Hey y/n ! I didn’t think you’d still be in the office.” Your coworker chirps to you. You look up from your hands, eyes low and barely able to curl the corner of your lips into a greeting smile. “Woah you look….”
“Terrible, yea I know it’s the 15 hours of being awake.” You mumble. “Wait have you…not clocked out yet.” her eyes are wide in shock, you’ve been here since before opening time up until after hours.
“..was supposed to leave like 3 hours ago but, boss sent another folder of docs to go through.” You can barely keep your eyes open.
Minutes of persuasion later, your coworker finally convinces you to head home. You trudged your way there, body feeling spent. You finally get to your shared apartment and open the door. Yunho had been waiting for you in the living room.
“Finally I was worried, what kept you at work so late ?” Yunho stood from the couch rushing to you. He takes your work bag and helps you take your cardigan off.
“I already told you Yunho, ‘have to work overtime because 3 people called off.” You’re stumbling a bit taking your shoes off, and Yunho looks you up and down concerned.
You looked washed of all color and personality, your eyes lost their spark, an overall tired look. In Yunho’s eyes you’ll always be pretty no matter what; but it hurt him to see his bsf that he loves deeply cares about the most so overworked.
“I made some dinner go wash up and if you have energy left eat a bit.” He watches you slowly step to the bathroom.
After your shower you head into the living room. Yunho sees you emerge from the hallway and plop yourself on the couch. You look better and refreshed, but still have a burnt out expression. He brings you your dish.
While lifting your arms up to grab the dish from him you wince and groan. Your shoulders in pain from the terrible office chair posture you’ve been stuck in for the past 5 days.
“God my back and shoulders are killing me.” You sit the dish down and begin to eat. He can’t stand to see you like this. He sits close by you, and runs his large hands across your shoulders and runs them down your back. You sigh from comfort, which encourages Yunho to run his hands back up to your shoulders and begin to massage.
But..the breaths and small noises you’re letting out are making Yunho…feel a type of way. The way you’re being so pliant with a face of pure submission. Then the kicker comes.
“Harder…” you say while adjusting your back.
“W-what huh.” Yunho double takes and pauses.
“Harder please.., add more pressure.” His face is red , is he really getting worked up from some words and noises out of you. Your attire doesn’t help either, a tshirt of his and some fitted shorts. “Oh..ok..” Yunho presses a bit harder and runs his longs finger deeper into your shoulder’s muscle tissue.
“So good..I needed this so bad.” You whisper, tilting your head so Yunho could have more space to massage. You’re unknowingly driving him crazy . He just wants to take all your stress and pains away by making you feel good..even if it’s just by his hands alone.
He wonders how much relief he can give you by moving his hands down into your shorts. Making you relax by massaging and filling your cunt with his fingers.
“Y/n…I want..” Before he can finish he notices you’ve gone extremely quiet and your breathing slowed. You’re asleep. Damn it. All he could do is sigh and carry you to bed.
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Today was finally your day off, or it was supposed to be.
Earlier in the day you and Yunho were sat together on the couch watching tv. You’re leaned into his shoulder and had both of your hands on your lap. Every now and again..you’d glance at his hands.
They were on top of yours, lightly stroking your pinky with his thumb. They were so big and pretty. You liked Yunho’s hands. Holding them, him helping you with your hair, they’re just so satisfying you start to wonder what else he could do with them.
But those thoughts get shut down quick when your phone buzzes with a message. It’s from your boss.
“There’s a meeting from 5pm to 10pm. It’s your day off but we need more members to come. Be there.”
Yunho glances and sees the message. “Ugh, can’t believe how much of an asshole your boss is.” He sees you taking quick looks at your work bag. “God (y/n) don’t go please.”
“But Yunho what if it’s urgent or serious.” You sigh.
“It’s your day off. You’ve been working almost everyday for the past few weeks. You’re literally drained and sleep deprived.”
“I know but…” You know it wouldn’t be wise to go but you fear how your integrity is viewed at the office.
“But nothing…you’re not going.” Yunho now got a text on his phone. “Shit I forgot.” He pauses the tv and heads to the shoe rack to toss on sneakers. “ Jongho needs me to go by the guy’s place and help with his car.”
You get up to open the door for him. But he stops you mid step and opens it himself. “When I get back you better still be here resting and not at that stupid meeting.” He says sternly pointing a finger. “Understood ?” “Fine..understood.”
You tried staying put at you two’s apartment you really did. Distracting yourself with your phone + tv. But your boss kept sending text after text and update after update. One specific text had your attention however. “Your position will be threatened if you don’t come.”
Despite wanting to respect Yunho’s wishes. You get dressed and head over to the office.
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It’s been 3 hours. You feel regret for even sitting your ass down into this office chair to be at this meeting. You’ve gotten a text but weren’t able to open it since the meeting required high attention from everyone involved.
Your boss leaves for a quick phone call and everyone else is immersed in their paperwork. You pull your phone from your pocket and see the message you had missed.
“Get back home, right now.”
Could he really be mad at you for heading in for a meeting on your day off ?
A secretary comes in. “Hey y/n someone has called for your dismissal, something about an emergency.” Oh wow.
You leave the meeting early and begin to head home. Once again, feet and back hurting, worn out from the 3 hours you were present for in the meeting.
You get home and Yunho was there waiting, but something was different. His demeanor was as serious as his text.
You start removing your coat and kick off your shoes. “Sorry Yun I know you said not to go but it seemed so urgent.” While hanging your coat up you wince because once again, your body is overwhelmed from the lack of sleep, being stuck to an office chair, and walking to and from work.
Yunho notices your discomfort immediately, and how you’ve overworked yourself.
“Sit down.” he opens his legs, leans down and pats the space on the floor. You look around confused but head your way over. You finally sit and Yunho let’s out a big sigh and begins lightly rubbing up and down your back.
“So tense..” He whispers feeling out your back. His touches this time wakes something in you. He adds more pressure, you can feel his fingers press and rub. “You know you work so hard…but never give yourself time to unwind…..can you relax for me ?” A tinge of arousal sits in your lower half.
He starts rubbing your shoulders in a strong round motion, eliciting a gentle noise out of you. He brings his hands up to your neck, carefully rubbing it, it feels so sensitive you begin to let out hums of satisfaction.
Then he ghosts his hands down your back, onto your thighs. “You must be sore here too, hm ?” He rubs into your thighs flesh. “Fuck…” You squirm a bit, “Hold still for me.”
After him rubbing and pressing into your thighs with his large hands, you’re officially wet. His soft words and touch has you feigning for more.
“Yunho…please.”
“I can’t give you what you want unless you tell me.” He says, ghosting his hand closer to your clothed cunt.
“Use your fingers on me..” He’s been waiting for this, now he can truly make you feel good and have you unwind. “Go ahead and take your bottoms off for me.”
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You’re sat in the same place between Yunho’s legs faced away from him but now your bottoms are gone and legs are spread.
He’s behind you arm reached down carefully finger fucking your cunt. His long thick fingers filling you so well. They reach places inside you can’t even reach with your own.
You can hear his fingers go in and out from you, his fingertips rubbing and pressing on the right spot inside. “Such a mess for me,, my good girl.” Your arousal is spread from your inner thighs onto his hand. You’ve came about twice by now.
You’re moaning loud, please’s and yes’s spilling from your mouth. Yunho doesn’t want a noise complaint from nosy neighbors, so he brings 2 of his fingers from his free hand into your mouth. “Sssh baby.”
You’re leaned back, head resting on his thigh clenching around his fingers at this point. “So close aren’t you,,,go ahead cum on my fingers again.” A few more pumps into your cunt and you cum, some more arousal leaking onto his hand.
You look down and see the mess. Embarrassment starts to run through you. Not because of what you’re doing and who it’s with, but because you’ve never been so exposed and vulnerable with Yunho before.
“Aah no no you’re thinking too hard.” He kisses the top of your head. “ ‘supposed to be relaxing for me right baby ?” He picks you up and carries you into his bedroom and strips himself of his clothes.
All you have left on is your button up shirt and bra. Yunho gets back on the bed and hovers over you.
“…Yun..kiss me.” He leans down and kisses you roughly. Starting with bruising kisses into him letting his tongue in your mouth; unbuttoning your shirt while kissing you and you remove your bra.
He takes opened mouthed kisses down your neck into the space between your tits. He starts to grab one with his hand and nips and sucks on the other, he kisses further down and finally gets to your cunt.
He doesn’t tease or waste time, he’s already lapping and eating you out. Bringing his tongue in and out your hole and swirling his tongue around your clit. Occasionally bringing 3 fingers in and pressing kisses onto your bundle of nerves. “Need to make you dumb, can’t let you think about that shitty job again.”
Within an hour…3 times. He makes you cum 3 more times and swallows your release and orgasm each time. You’re cunt is sensitive now, every lick and touch of his tongue has your hips jerking up and mouth agape. You can’t let it end this way though.
“Your cock…lemme cum on it.” Yunho’s head is spinning, it’s already one thing he has you dumb from his mouth and hands alone..he can’t believe you’re asking for his cock. He gets up and grabs a condom from his drawer, tears the packaging with his teeth and slides it on.
He softly kisses you a couple times, “Breathe ok..relax…” He aligns himself and pushes his cock in. He begins with slow long drags of his cock, placing his fingers on your neck and they wrap around it oh so perfectly. Seeing your eyes roll back makes him start snapping his hips.
“This is what you needed right, to be fucked dumb..forget all your responsibilities while on my cock.” You’re a babbling mess. His thick cock stretching you so good and rubbing against that spot just like how his fingers did. “So good Yunho fuckk”. Your whimpers begin to grow louder, he leans down to kiss you and swallow your moans and pants.
You can feel the building up of sensations deep inside. You didn’t have much time to last and Yunho knew it. “Is my good girl about to cum.” You nod slowly, focusing on how the tight knot of pleasure in you was about to burst. He starts pounding you, the beds beginning to rock.
“About to cum…I’m almost there.” you breathe out.
He can feel your walls clamping tighter and tighter. “Cum with me..cum with me and let all your worries go.” After a couple more erratic thrust you cum all over his cock. His orgasm coming close behind, his hips stutter and he releases in the condom.
After a few moments of panting, Yunho carries you into the bathroom sitting you on the counter and takes a rag to clean you both up a bit. He leaves for a bit and comes back dressed into pjs holding a tall glass of water and some of your pjs.
“I’ll make us something to eat and after we can take a nap so you can rest, ok ?” You nod and take the water from him.
“Meet me in the kitchen when you’re all done .” While he’s walking out you tug his shirt back and lean into him. You kiss Yunho before he leaves the bathroom.
While getting ready to make you both a quick meal, he sees your phone that you left on the counter. It’s multiple texts from your boss. So many rude, demanding messages.
Then bam, your boss is calling. And Yunho decides to pick up.
“Finally you answer your damn phone, we need you because we’re a person short for our next presentation Monday so bring yourself right bac-” Yunho hangs up on him.
You wander into the kitchen asking who it was he was on the phone with.
“Oooh nobody.” He strokes your face and lands a kiss before continuing to prepare your meals.
starring: toxic! wooyoung x moving forward! reader
genre: smut, reconnecting, exes to lovers, pinch of angst
summary: Wooyoung had a lot on his plate and due to feeling overwhelmed broke up with you, soon after seeing you out with someone else… he realizes he never really was over you..one of his attempts to win you back leads to you and him together in a hotel bed.
warnings/prevs: wooyoung toxic more so toxic in a sense he won’t let go, mirror sex, mentions of drinking, mention of masturbation, praise, dirty talk, exhibitionism, cunnilingus, protected piv
A/N: hey guys this week I haven’t been feeling well so the push it series has been paused, but a yunho fic will be out tmr LOVE YALL ! ciao 🫶🏾
“I feel like this is just what’s best for us you know?.”
Like a scene out of a terrible romance movie, he invited you over and you both drank coffee. The conversation started with a bland “how are you” “where’ve you been” exchange..you knew something was up within the past 3 months. Then he says it..crushing you. You had to keep yourself from dropping your cup and crying.
“I think we should break up..I just can’t pull you into everything that’s going on with me…I feel like this is just what’s best for us you know ?.” You sat wordlessly, biting your lip as if it’d burst. You both got through it, talking it out and sharing a last final embrace before you left the dorms.
He was able to date you through company policy but unable to be seen with you. Having to make you sign an NDA as if you were a painful secret. That with schedules, exhaustion, his mental, and life in general. He didn’t want you to get caught up in it. He didn’t want to press his stress and burdens onto you..and he felt that it was unfair. Unfair that he has to secretly refer to you..unfair you two can only go out if it’s dark out..unfair he can’t post and gloat about you, unfair he can’t love you how you deserve..so he thought it was best to let you go.
It’s been 6 months. You’ve had to piece yourself together. You got a new job as a brand ambassador, you have a workout routine, you go on walks/jogs now, you journal, you’ve been going on dates..though your feelings for them are short lived and still don’t compare to him yet.
“Healing” phase as most call it. Tonight you have another date that you met through a mutual friend.
You have on a black slip dress, light makeup and some cute wedges. You walked into the restaurant and search around for your date. You find him and you both talk and eat. However, it just wasn’t clicking. The conversation felt so one sided and it was as if he cared more about taking you home with him than getting to know you.
And of course, as if the universe wanted to play a funny but horrid joke on you two, Wooyoung walks into the same restaurant. He’s with San and Yeosang..they’re dressed somewhat smart but not anything too loud or else they’d be recognizable.
Wooyoung, looks around the restaurant with its low white light helping with the dim and minimalist design. Luxury but somewhat, bleak. However, something was pulling at him..his intuition made him seek something out. His eyes scan across the space, eyes darting across the many tables and people. Finally as if a blackhole controlled his vision… sucked all of his attention and gaze onto you.
His heart caved in. Seeing you there, your presence and beauty putting him in a state of pain and adoration. A peaceful harmony that gets squashed once he sees your plus one. You’re touching that guys arm..you’re smiling at him ? Wooyoung sees this guy’s gaze drinking you in, the same way he used to. He doubts that this guy sees the things he saw in you though.
Yeosang notices Wooyoung’s stare and his pause at the dining room entrance, “Everything ok ?” Yeosang whispers to Woo.
“Yea yea let’s find the table.” Wooyoung says with a shake of his head beginning to walk off.
San nudges Yeosang and lightly points over to your table. “Fuck..did you know she’d be here.” San shakes his head with his eyebrows raised in mutual surprise.
Later that night, you went home alone luckily after coming up with an excuse good enough to not go home with your date. Then you get a notif from “Kpop News” about an ateez member sighting and realize Wooyoung was just at the same restaurant…
Wooyoung couldn’t sleep that night. He tossed and turned; memories of you kept invading his head.
Your laugh, your love and care, the inside jokes and how your presence calmed him. A painful twinge hits his chest. Your curves, legs, lips..the way you cried out his name and how he’d have you shaking. He looks down and sees the tent in his pants. He had to relieve himself in the shower.
-The Next Morning-
“….Roses..?” You stare at the bouquet that was at your front door and inspect it. It was a beautiful combination of red roses, baby’s breath and black lace bows. You see a notecard stamped to the wrapping reading, “You looked lovely last night, hope you’re well.” You quirk a brow and assume your date was the one who sent it.
“Last night was nice and the roses are beautiful.” You texted and got a quick reply back.
“Roses ?”
You think he’s probably doing a little joke about not knowing about the roses but then you get a text, assuming it’s him admitting to his ruse but no, it’s from an unlabeled number.
“Did you get the flowers ?”
“Yess but who is this ?” Your mind ponders on who could send them anonymously, and which date would go out of their way to surprise you like this. Then it clicks, and your heart stops and you stare at your phone incredulously.
“Wooyoung ? …”
“Can we talk or can I see you sometime.” Sent . Wooyoung put his phone down without the screen facing up. He’s in the middle of a meeting with the members. Yeosang can sense what’s up. “A flower bouquet is bold…don’t you think” Wooyoung quits biting his nails and looks up at Yeosang annoyed. “I’m not getting back with her we just need closure.”
Translating to, he needs to see you again because watching you give yourself to someone else is eating at him. “Closure ? Sending roses is not what closure is,,” Wooyoung shrugs his shoulders, “So ?” Yeo rolls his eyes and begins to rub his forehead. “It’s ok to want her back Wooyo but be honest with yourself.” San reassures while patting his back.
“ You guys don’t understand...that guy she was with….absolute sleaze.” Wooyoung tried his best to hide his frustration.
“That doesn’t mean interfere with her love life now after 6 whole months..”
“Plus you’ve had your share of sleazy girls since then.” San carefully reminds Woo.
“ First of all there’s been one girl and it lasted 4 days max she was rude and showy and full of herself and…ANYWAYS.” How stressed he is has fully became transparent. “I just think she needs someone better and not as lame or boring..(like me).”
“What.” Yeosang clocked the last part immediately, his bestfriend was down bad.
Ding. You replied to Woo’s message. Wooyoung and Yeosang looked up at each other. “Well…answer her.” “Shit. What if she said no.” Woo covers his face with his hands “Then you’ll have to leave her alone.” Woo checks it, and makes a face of confusion. “She said ‘Meet and talk about what.”
You sat there staring at your phone and sigh. It’s not the first time Woo has interacted since the break up. He’d check on you every now and again. It is sweet but would sometimes make your chest hurt all over again.
You’re torn on meeting with him because the chances of you bringing your hopes up and it being a disaster, as well as it being better than you thought but the possibility of getting lost in old emotions and ruining your progress.
Fuck it.
“You have to respond to get a solid answer.” San chimes in.
“Well should I tell her just to talk and something to drink or-”
Ding.
“She- she texted again” Wooyoung stares at the notification appalled.
“…well…..LOOK AT IT ?” San says while whacking Woo on the shoulder. All Wooyoung did was stutter and fumble his phone.
“Jesus Christ Woo.” Yeosang whispers sliding his hand down his face, exhausted from the ridiculousness. Yeosang picks up the phone and raises his brows.
“She said you could meet her, you need to choose the time and place.”
Hongjoong begins scolding the trio of guys for having a sidebar convo during the meeting. Whilst Hongjoong is lecturing them, Woo mentally starts planning for the date.
-The Date-
Wooyoung chose for you to meet him at this newer restaurant. He actually put a lot of thought into the meet. He sent you a dress a few days before once again leaving a note. “Can’t wait to see you in it.”
You were surprisingly excited about the date. You initially dreaded it because you couldn’t tell if when you saw Wooyoung if you’d cry or want to punch him in the chest. Plus the day before the you and your previous date got into a heated hurtful argument that had you emotional. So maybe seeing Wooyoung will help you feel better.
You walk into the restaurant early, needing time to prepare for seeing him face to face again. You talk to the hostess, “Hello I’m here for a reservation under the name Jung Wooyoung.” She types it out on her server, “Oh ! Yes, your plus one is already at the table.” God. You walk to your table and see Wooyoung sitting there.
He looks terribly handsome. You’re hoping you don’t look like a hopeless dope staring at him. You both chirped quick hellos to each other, Wooyoung is smiling which of course, is so contagious you smile as well. You take a seat and can smell his cologne. “You look gorgeous,,I’m glad you came to see me.” You fix your hair a bit and adjust yourself in your seat, all you can do is utter a “Thanks.” Your nerves were killing you and Wooyoung could tell. “Are you nervous..I know it’s been a while but it’s just me.”
You shrug and cross your legs. Wooyoung uses your lack of attention on him to stare at your body. He knew this dress would be the best fit. “Idk I guess I’m not sure how to feel about seeing you again.” You look up to see Wooyoung staring he’s observing you. He quickly grabs his glass and gestures the waiter over to pour you both a drink. “I understand what you mean…I’m nervous too…when I saw you a few days ago my heart dropped to my feet.” You remember the headlines about him being at the same restaurant.
He passes you your drink and takes a firm hold of his. He lifts it up. “But, anyway,, cheers to us getting over our fears.” Your heart isn’t speeding due to you finally relaxing. Wooyoung still looks handsome, flashing his prince like grin towards you. “Cheers.”
- Time skip -
It has been hours and you and Woo were still at the restaurant. Drinks upon drinks have been poured for you both but luckily, neither of you were drunk. Even little phases of being tipsy has passed. You guys talked about everything and reminisced about the past. The physical distance between you closed while you sat directly by him. This is the best conversation you had at a date in months.
Wooyoung was finishing a joke up before you both broke out in laughter you leaning into him and hiding your face in his shoulder. This made his heartthrob and he’s back to staring at you with heart eyes, you’re too caught up in your laughter to notice of course. You two’s laughter finally settles while you both returned to sipping your drinks.
“So..what about that guy…that you’re with.” You look up from your now half empty drink and squint. “Guy I’m with ?…I’m not seeing anyone ?” Wooyoung bites his lip and taps his hand on the table. “The guy at the restaurant.”
The argument you had with him the other day replays in your mind “..yea I don’t think I want to talk about him.” Wooyoung’s hand that’s next to your’s fully slides over on top and lightly squeezes. “If he did anything to you know I’ll ask the guys if-” You take your other hand from your drink and place it on his shoulder. “Wooyoung no, no we just got into an argument..we just didn’t mix well.” Woo relaxes a bit.
“What was the argument about..if I can be nosy…” You want to call his question nosy but you know you REALLY had to vent. “He thought we were taking things too slow, so stupid, we argued at a drive in and I cried. Ugh.” Wooyoung has to keep himself from clenching his jaw and balling his fist, the mere thought of someone talking to you sideways still angers him. “You don’t deserve that at all that guys a damn idiot.” However, through his anger he realizes this is a great opportunity plus when you two were together he’d always use humor + flirting to cheer you up.
“I remember when we argued I never made you cry..except you know every now and again.” Wooyoung smirks a bit. “You never made me cry when fighting what do you mean.” You laugh while trying to remember when he made you have anything but happy tears. Wooyoung leans back, manspreading his hand on your knee. “I mean in bed….”
A flash of heat runs across your face, you can’t tell if it’s from the margarita or flashbacks. Flashbacks of you falling apart on his dick and becoming a pliant mess for him. Tears welling in your eyes from pleasure while being praised by him.
Wooyoung’s eyes are on you and he licks his lips. You attempt to ignore his stare. “Of course that’s what you meant.” You turn your head away and wave the waiter over to bring another drink. Wooyoung is tracing light shapes into your knee and upper thigh, something you haven’t noticed till now and once again..must ignore.
Wooyoung sees the look on your face..it’s a face he knows all too well. When you’re starting to get needy.
“Is he as good.” Woo’s head is tilted and a sly smile plastered on his face. “At what..as a person..no he’s super shallow and lowkey is a fuckboy but..” You pause because of Woo’s chuckle.
“What’s so funny.” You’re smiling but heavily curious. “I mean is he as good as me…does he please you.” You feel another flash of heat, you adjust yourself on your seat and now realize how close you and Wooyoung are in this booth seat. You’re a leg movement away from being propped on his lap. “Mm we never really got to…you know.”
Wooyoung looks overjoyed to know you didn’t let him hit. A grin is now plastered on his face. “It’s not like he could handle you anyway..pussy would’ve destroyed him.”
You both laugh and lean into each other. “No but seriously, it’s not like anyone can do it like me.” You roll your eyes and sip your new drink. “Oh really.” Wooyoung’s hand on your knees gradually gets higher up. “Yes really I mean..I’d have you shaking from my hands alone.” Wooyoung experimentally brush his hand on your inner thigh, you know that this is wrong. Letting your ex get you all hot in public and letting them play with you under the table but. Fuck it.
You opened your legs up a bit more, giving Wooyoung the green light to do as he pleases. He lightly brushes his hand up and down your cunt through the thin lingerie. After some teasing touches he finally brings his hand down your panties.
You gasp and go to reach for his hand but he swats your hand away. “Shhh don’t want everyone to see how needy you are do you.” He rolls and rubs deep circles into your bud and lightly prods your hole, but never fully bringing it in. Your breath is shaky and he starts rubbing your clit faster making a small moan tumble from your mouth. “So wet…did you miss me that bad.”
“Let’s get outta here…..please.” Wooyoung smiles and takes his hands from your panties. He then takes his phone out to reserve a room at a hotel.
-At the Hotel-
You and Wooyoung finally walk into the room, it’s on the hotels highest floor, a penthouse. Wooyoung and you are pawing at each other and kissing fervently. He removes his shoes and jacket and unbuttons his dress shirt. You slide down the straps of your dress causing it to slide down a bit further showing your cleavage.
You and him finally get into the main bedroom. It has a large king bed with blunt but warm golden lighting and a grande body mirror in front of the bed.
“You’re not drunk right ? You actually want to do this..if not I’ll take you home right now..” you shush him with a quick kiss on the cheek. “I do…I’m sober.” Wooyoung nods assured and after looking at you once over ensuring you weren’t intoxicated, he goes in for a kiss.
The kiss is deep, it felt like no time passed between you both at all. The kiss made your knees knock and consumed you with heat, the sexual tension between you two finally being broken. He takes his hands and rubs up and down the back of your thighs and slides the bottom of your dress up to your waist and grips your ass. “Go to the mirror.”
You both step over to it, your dress still pulled up exposing your lower half. You can feel Wooyoung’s bulge straining his pants behind you. Without any hesitation Wooyoung pulls your panties to the side and begins playing with your folds, taking note of the amount of arousal already pooling there.
He wordlessly pumps a single finger in a while maneuvering to play with your clit. You let out small sighs and whines. “Only I’ve seen you like this right, nobody can even get you this wet can they?” He brings another finger in, you can hear your wetness and feel the vibrations of his fingers hitting the right spot flow through you. He alternates between slowly curling and scissoring them into you to finger fucking you without mercy.
Your eyes are closed, too lost in all the feelings. They flutter back open when he suddenly removes his fingers and goes in front of you. He pops the two fingers in his mouth and sighs of satisfaction. Then he gets on his knees.
“Hold this for me baby or I’ll ruin it.” You grab the front of your dress and hold it up for him. He pulls your panties fully down before licking along your slit, stopping at your clit to playfully flick it. Your knees buckle again but Wooyoung places a hand on your calf. “No. Stand and watch us.” You look back into the mirror, your eyes are in a daze and lips are plump and swole from the constant biting out of pleasure.
“None of them make you look like that.” Wooyoung heads back into your cunt and buries his face. Lapping and messily eating you out with no neatness. You struggle holding yourself up and having to see your own eyes sinful look in the mirror. He begins to raise his hands on your hips making you grind yourself on his face.
You look down momentarily and see Wooyoung looking up at you, his eyes giving nothing but a low intent stare. You’re riding his face and he sucks and tongues down your cunt, occasionally bringing a single hand down to use his fingers on your hole.
Soon it all starts straining and you can feel yourself on the brink of cumming. Wooyoung already knew that tho, and stops. Popping his mouth off your clit before pulling away. Before you can protest from the edging he backs you into the bed and takes his cock out. He reaches in his pocket and takes out a condom to put it on.
He opens your legs and begins to rub the tip across your folds and tapping it on your clit making you cry out from the stimulation. “Tell me if it’s too much.” It never was too much. However, Woo was cautious and you nodded. “What’s the color if you want to stop ?” You remember it automatically, “Red.” Wooyoung let out a soft grin and coo’s “Good girl.” then Wooyoung slides his cock in and begins deep stroking. You start to moan uncontrollably, feeling that one spot inside being constantly hit and prodded by his cock. Your moans spur Wooyoung on making him fuck into you harder.
Wooyoung bends your legs to your chest and starts making deeper thrust. He leans down and brings a breast into his mouth, nipping at teasing the bud while crashing his hips into yours.
“None of them can fuck you like I can, can they ?” You struggle to say an answer from the haze of pleasure you’re in. Wooyoung grabs your neck causing you to focus. “Did they ever make you cum baby?” He says in a fake empathetic tone. Finally you control your moans and utter your truthful answer. “ Barely, none of them,,they- they weren’t you.” A string of moans fell from you as Wooyoung’s dick kissed your cervix.
“That’s right, stand up for me baby.” He pulls out which makes you let out a quiet gasp by the sudden emptiness. He brings you back to the mirror and has you lean forward, hands on the wall from each side of the mirror. Your back naturally arches from the position and Wooyoung runs his hands down your back. He makes you look into the mirror. “Look at you, so so pretty I missed seeing you like this…I think about it every night.”
The face you saw wasn’t new..before you and Wooyoung went your separate ways he managed to pull this fucked out face out of you frequently. One hand is caressing your jaw while the other is sensually running it down your back. This bent over position has you anxious for more. “Wooyoung please..I need you.” Wooyoung places light kisses on your back. “What do you need.” You’re clenching around nothing, “Show me how much you missed me.” He aligns his cock at your entrance again and plunges right back in.
He fucks into you once more this time with a consistent rhythm that makes you see stars. You can’t help but get louder practically crying on his cock. He fucks you at a pace all too familiar, your body knew it like clockwork. Then you feel the build up inside crashing down. “Go ahead baby..cum I know you can’t take it.” The orgasm washes over you, making your muscles stiffen and eyes rolled back.
He continues to fuck into you, causing you to be overstimulated and tearing up. Skin slapping and both of your moans and pants fill the room for what feels like hours. You came all over his cock again and then after a few more moments of him chasing his own high, his cum spills into the condom.
He ruts into you a couple more times to ease himself through the orgasm. He hasn’t felt a release like that in so long, his vision is blurred in a sense and he shudders. With the small bit of strength he had left he pulled you close to him and backed you both onto the bed.
After disposing the condom and a shared shower you’re both in the hotel bed nude. Wooyoung laid on his back while your head rests on his chest, legs entangled with each others. His presence causing you internal chaos and bliss simultaneously.
But then, it dawns on you..what if this was a quick needed fuck. What if it’s all the same again tomorrow and you’re back to being strangers. You decide to get your hopes down and not allow them to rise.
“So when do you plan on leaving.” You whisper. Your expectations are tomorrow in the morning he’ll be gone and fade back into the wind as someone you once knew.
Wooyoung gives a puzzled look before shaking his head. “Not until whenever you want to leave..I’m staying y/n.”
“You’re crazy..” you run a hand over your face, avoiding his gaze. He holds you tighter, “I mean it y/n, I’m back for a reason, I can’t let you go…I’ll find a way for the both of us.”
You don’t answer knowing that you’ll short circuit and become another crying mess; tears from frustration from the past few months releasing and how he’s back after months of moving forward. As well as tears of relief and being glad he’s there.
He snuggles you closer onto him and begins whispering sweet nothings and a repetitive “I’ve missed yous”. In contrast of the sweetness he also has a firm hold of your body that screams possessiveness whilst also mumbling about how no man understands you or your body like he does.
Through the silence, Wooyoung can sense you’re still awake, and begins tracing shapes on your skin again. “Before all this what have you been up to.” You laugh from the sudden calm casual question.
“Mm what’s with the sudden interview.” You joke to him with a half smile, already falling asleep. He kisses your forehead and rubs your side.
LOLLLL i had so much fun writing this one, I hope y’all like it 😭 also, Push it pt.2 is almost almost almostt finished sooo,,, it’ll be released sometime this week CIAO 🫶🏾
starring: producer! Hongjoong x producer! Fem reader
genre: lovers reunited, yearning between two, coworkers to lovers/friends to lovers
summary: You helped Hongjoong produce music for Ateez for so long but soon left due to feeling as though they didn’t need you. But you get a call from KQ asking for you to help out with their new comeback to keep Hongjoong from wearing himself out. After reconnecting with him, your dynamic and relationship with him takes a turn.
warnings/prevs: hongjoong is whipped for the reader, reader lowkey denying their own feelings 😭, sweet/dirty talk, pet names, thigh riding, a half cup of cunnilingus, fingering, overstim implied, one moment of impact play, unprotected piv (wrap it up), light dom-sub dynamic.
A/n: in this work I honestly didn’t/barely use “y/n” and changed up the perspectives to experiment and I actually prefer this tbh. I had so much writing this you guys you don’t understand 😭 btw I might remove my mingi fic after reading over it and push it pt.2 will be released tomorrow 🫶🏾
Session #1
“Wait so, she’s coming back.:.to help with producing the comeback.”
Hongjoong is shocked you cared to come back. Starting at the Thanxx era, you produced for KQ alongside Hongjoong, but after a while you questioned your talents or if Ateez even needed you. So you departed from the company after the Deja Vu comeback. It shattered Hongjoong because the best of Ateez was from you two’s hard work.
What also shattered him was his feelings for you. He was in love with you, he knew that it was inappropriate to feel that way about a friend and colleague, but he couldn’t help it. His love and right hand support was gone.
“We realized that this album has put a strain on you and we don’t need anyone to strain themselves mentally or physically before the comeback.” Hongjoong is listening but isn’t as attentive as he usually was during one on one meetings. He was still trying to wrap his head around how you and him are going to be in the same room again after all this time.
“So, we reached out to her and luckily she hasn’t transferred to a new label. She agreed to rejoin KQ.”
Hongjoongs head is finally out the clouds. “This is great thank you sir, I need to prepare and clean my studio and file what we have.” He wanted you to see him in his best condition.
“There’s no need she’s already in the studio.” Fuck.
After speedwalking through the building he finally reaches his studio. Through a cracked door he could see you stood there, running your hand on the sound board. He swallows and decides to come in. “Hey it’s me, I-I didn’t think you’d get here so soon.” He tried to sound as natural as possible.
“It seems like Joongie still can’t manage to keep his studio tidy.” You laugh while running your hand through all the software you haven’t used in forever.
Hongjoong is stuck..why ? because he’s realized from you calling him ‘joongie’ alone, all the memories and feelings for you have flooded back.
You walk towards him and embrace him. You’ve missed him too, and feeling him in real time makes your heart ache in nostalgia and a sea of suppressed feelings. “I’m proud of you guys, Bouncy was a hit I’m shocked you guys even need me back.”
Hongjoongs eyes are set on your face, you’re as pretty as the last time he’s seen you. “I wish you had never left.” Now you were both stuck wordlessly staring at each other.
You snap out of it and back away to clap your hands. “Then let’s get to work shall we!”
Hongjoong’s head is once again, finally out the clouds. “YEA! Let’s make this happen.”
Session #5
You and Hongjoong have now had 5 sessions recording, editing and sorting the music and vocals, and Joong has enjoyed every bit of it. He always puts every ounce of passion, effort and creativity into his music, whether you’re there or not, but something about you being here adds a spark.
You hadn’t came in yet due to errands. Hongjoong had to record Mingi on his own. Mingi finally leaves the booth so him and Hongjoong can listen through.
“So, what do you think about her coming back.” Mingi says twiddling his thumbs.
“All I can say is that I’m glad.” He was more than glad, he was ecstatic to have you by his side again. But, he knew gushing about you to Min might cause a ripple effect.
“So what have you thought about her these days..has she changed…has your view on her changed orr?.”
Hongjoong didn’t know where to start.
On a colleague level, he thinks you’re an amazing part of the team and admires your work ethic. On a romantic level, wants to see you outside the studio, have a home date that ends with him kissing the top of your head and cuddling on your couch. And for the more lustful thoughts, he already thinks you’re pretty, but thinks you’d be prettier while you cry from overstim, he wants to make you feel fireworks while you cum from his mouth, hands, di-
“Earth to Joong damn it.” Mingi is sat laughing and apalled on how caught in his thoughts Joong was. “Sorry sorry I’ve been missing sleep.”
“You’ve been missing her.” Mingi could tell and had a grin of knowing.
“No I haven’t.” He did. He wished you dropped the errands and was sitting by him right now.
“Wowww I didn’t know it was like that Hj.” You walked in only hearing the final two bits of their convo. Fuck.
After Mingi left, you and Joong sat in the studio mixing audios and perfecting songs that had already been finished. For hours you two laugh, bonded and caught up on old times.
Joong had moments where he was so fixated by you. Whether it was your face of focus on your laptop, the way you smiled at him when the mix sounds good, how your body moves when you truly feel the beat.
Soon Hongjoong had left momentarily in order to practice choreo with the members. He told you he’d be back since you wanted to stay behind. When he returned by 1am he expected you to still be awake working hard like old times. But you haven’t worked this hard on a song in so long you fell asleep.
As you slept on the couch, using a blanket he keeps in his studio. Hongjoong could only stare, seeing you so still and peaceful…your most beautiful form.
He dims the lights, fixes the blanket, and takes off your shoes. Normally the change of lighting alone would wake you but the studio was so tranquil you can sleep so deeply. Before Hongjoong starts working on his own,,he kisses your forehead.
Session #10
You can sense that your feelings for Joong are returning during this session. It started with him buying your favorite drink order with a sticky note attached.
“Had to go to a quick photoshoot, wait for me <3 [: ”
Then it’s how when he got there, he put his hands on your shoulders while watching you work. The weight of his hands alone has your stomach filled with rapid butterflies. What really killed you is when he leaned down to whisper a suggestion in your ear for the sample placement.
You shivered and thanked him for telling you, then hid your face by staring directly in the screen, avoiding him possibly seeing you flustered.
The icing is how you began to have eye strain and head was humming from the loud sounds around you. Your senses were becoming dull and all you could do was squint and wince in your chair.
“You good ?” He turns his chair to you concerned. “Yea it’s just my head no worries.” You rub your eyes a bit and stretch your arms before going back to your work.
Then you hear Hongjoong get up from his chair, you assume he needs to grab something but hear him directly behind you, then he rakes his hands through your hair up your scalp and begin massaging and rubbing pattens with his fingers.
The cherry on top was when he leaned forward into your ear again but this time he whispered. “That feel good ?” You nod and have to keep yourself from thinking out of pocket scenarios that involve you and him in bed. You know he’s simply talking about your headache but…Fuck.
Final Session.
“Uuuuh lower the synths here so it doesn’t drown out Yeosangs vocals.”
“Joong if we get rid of the synths here…” You hint at how this could compromise the beat.
“I know the beat will sound empty but I need something to highlight but not drown out Yeosang’s voice since it’s deeper.” He is clearly stressed, you can tell by how he’s holding his head stumped and how tired he looks. Then you have a lightbulb moment.
“Wait….” you turn your laptop so he can see what you mean, “Take the drums but turn on sound opacity.” You can tell Hongjoong isn’t sure on what you’re hinting but you have his upmost confidence.
“And then bring in spare vocals from Jongho’s scrapped harmony.” You intently watch him follow your directions. When he’s finished he plays back the beat. There it was, the best version of the title track.
You two take a break since Joong ordered you both chinese takeout. You’re both on his studio’s couch he’s sitting down while you’re laying on the rest of the space, your legs resting on Hongjoongs.
While taking the plastic off your straw and poking it into your drink, “5 songs done, a title track and 3 more to go.” You’re giggling. “With the rate we’re going making them together. Ateez might have an early comeback.”
“Yea I don’t know what I could’ve done or could do without you, I need you around all the time.” You pause while pushing your food around but get back into tossing it around to your liking.
You notice you and Joong haven’t taken a single bite of each others food. Are you both nervous, nervous about what though…is he going to…He doesn’t mean it like that he sees you as a friend. The thought racks your brain. “Ahh thank you Joong it’s sweet to know you think of me so well.”
She’s dodged me again. Joong thinks to himself holding back letting out a harsh sigh of frustration.
“I- I need your vocals for this sound bite …can we record it now before we wrap up.” Your eyes widened suprised he’d ask you and not maddox or anyone else. “Sure, meet me in the booth.” You walk in first while Joong puts both of your food in a microwave.
You both head in and place on the headphones and adjust the mic to y’all’s height. He handed you lyrics, the melody starts and you sing. Hongjoong is once again enamored hearing you sing and watching you feel the music all through your body. His lips are parted and eyes are on you alone. Once you’re finish your part you look up to see Joong sing his portion but he’s silent and his eyes are stuck on yours.
“I love you.”…..that wasn’t in the script, maybe it’s an adlib you think but Joong was staring as serious as ever. “I’ve loved you for a while and I want you to be mine, I mean this- this isn’t a song Y/n.” Denial is sitting in your chest. “Joong you’re just tired let’s go home.”
Hongjoong is over it. What more could you need to understand his feelings for you, what else could he possibly need to do to spell it out.
Joong pulls you in and kisses you, the kiss starts with soft light pecks but the more you lean into the kiss the more confident he became, soon the kiss became more hungry and daring,, he even introduced his tongue.
Moments later when the kiss finally breaks, Hongjoong is nipping and kissing at your neck, he goes back up to your ear, “If you want to stop just tell me now.”
“Keep going….I want this.” You both kiss again, charged with lust and want. “Go to the couch.” you and him rush to it. He sits first and looks up at you.
“Take your shorts off.” You pull your shoes off and begin sliding your shorts down. “Should I take my shirt off too.” Hongjoong licks his lips and nods, he removes his own shirt so you won’t get shy with the exposure. He pulls you onto his lap.
You both begin kissing again but now his hands are grabbing and pawing your ass, after teasing you to when he sees fit, he grabs your hips and begins to slowly but surely grind your body back and forth across his thigh. He leaned forward so his mouth was against your jawline, his warm breath tickling you, “Do you wanna get off on my thigh pretty?” He asked, and his teeth grazed the last column of your neck.
The shyness is eating you up so all you can do is nod and begin rocking your hips at a moderate pace. Hongjoong grips your hips tighter and begins pressing your farther on his thigh and helping you roll your hips faster. Soon he slides you down on the lower part of his leg
He starts quickly bouncing his leg, the friction of your heat and his thigh becomes overwhelming. “Go ahead love,,let go for me..” You grip his shoulders tighter and rock your hips 2..3….4 more times before you finish on his thigh.
Joong was insatiable though…he needed more he wanted to see more of your expressions. He begins slowly bouncing again. You whimper from the sudden continuation of pressure and quickly cover your own mouth because of the noises you were making.
Joong couldn’t have this though, he takes the hand over your mouth and puts it into his “I need to hear you baby let me listen to how I make you feel”. He purposely bounces his leg and presses you farther again, you moan and pant aloud which leads to a face of satisfaction appearing on him. Moments later you’re undone again creating another mess on his thigh.
Hongjoong gently laid your body on the couch and removed your panties. He sat in awe with the amount of slick coming with them. He groans at the view, looks down and his eyes burn into your heat. He takes his thumb and presses it and makes slow experimental circles. “Joong please move faster.” He makes quicker tight circles and prods your slit with the knuckles of his other fingers. “Is it ok to put one in.” He slowly runs them up and down your slit while you can feel your heartbeat in your clit. “Shit- yes please.”
He leans forward to give you a french kiss and then slowly brings his middle and index finger into your heat. He is caught in a trance moving them in and out, hearing them squelch when inside and watching your hips squirm and breath quicken. He begins reaching them deeper and farther to find the gspot that resides in you, when he pushed and watched your eyes roll back into your head and legs almost shut on his hand he knows.
That’s when he starts pressing and curling his fingers and now you’re at the point of no return. “Cmon baby cum on my fingers.” He presses his thumb against your clit causing a stream of pleasure to shoot through you and begins to finger fuck you at a pace that makes you start propping yourself up on the couch. He removes his thumb and buries his face in your cunt and brings your clit to his mouth, he sucks and nips at it harshly making your voice let out and bounce on the studio walls. A higher pitch “Fuckkk” escapes your mouth while you cum the third time.
Joong tries to get as much of your arousal from your cunt as he can. He feels you get tense and brings an arm to your thigh and squeezes, he paused to say “Just cleaning you up baby.” Soon he takes quick but long licks back to back to get whatever he missed. He lightly kissed your inner thighs and rises back up. He pulls down his shorts and reveals his cock, painfully hard and leaking pre.
You already make your way to his lap attempting to bring it into yourself so you can ride while facing him. Joong stops you however…”Let me take care of you.” He kisses and takes quick lovebites on your neck. “You’re all I’ve ever wanted..let me take care of this pussy, yea ?” You shiver by the confidence that’s filled him. You nod and he raises you up and gently slides his cock up into you.
He starts with shallow pumps, hoping not to hurt you. There’s a small sting but it’s drowned out by how good being stretched by him feels. “h-harder.” You mutter, but Joong needs to fully hear it from you. “Use your words love.” You hide your face in his neck while he carefully rolls his cock into you. “Fuck me harder Joongie.” The nickname has him spiraling. He starts straight bucking his hips up and bringing your hips down onto his cock.
You’re both still facing each other and he stares into your eyes and watches you moan and cry on his dick. He can watch you forever, he speeds up craving to see your eyes flutter and roll back more…to watch you bite your lip and stare into his eyes pleading for release. “Watch how pretty you are down here baby.” He whispers. His forehead is leaning onto yours and you both watch his dick fucks into you. You’re clenching harder than ever making Joong hiss and fuck you faster.
“I- I love you too Joong.” He smiles and hits you with a feverish kiss.
He slaps your ass before he grabs your hips harsher. You’re on the brink, you can’t take it any longer. “Cum for joongie one last time.” He whispers into your ear and then you become undone for the final time. Joong pulls out and jerks his cock until he nuts on your lower stomach.
He lays you down on the couch before he walks to his studio closet. He wipes your face and abdomen down with some semi warm wipes and gives you a pair of his black sweats and hands you some slippers you left here when you first departed. “Here love.” You’re handed an ice cold bottle of juice he left in the studio mini fridge at the beginning of the day.
While putting his shirt back on and raising his shorts, “Wanna grab our food and come to my place for a movie ? ”
“What about the final 3 songs ?” It comes out quiet because the final orgasm knocked your voice out of you.
“We’ve got tomorrow, and the next day and the next day..” he kisses your lips and lands a quick one on the top of your head.
starring: ranch cowboy! mingi x ex city girl! reader
genre: country, strangers to fuckers, porn with barely any plot 😭
summary: after becoming bored with the city you moved into your friends seonghwa and soobin’s peach farm in the countryside, however a lust filled attraction towards your neighbor Song Mingi down the hill has filled your thoughts. after letting your horniness get the best of you, he decides to give you what you want.
warnings/prevs: Readers a pervert..Mingi likes it though, Masturbation, Unprotected piv, Breeding, One case of impact play, Begging, Cunnilingus, Fingering, Sweet talk/names (if I’m missing anything else let me know).
A/N: Y’all honestly this work is more experimental and based off of a thought I’ve had if anything so this work may be off the wall and a bit…😭 but enjoy if you do ! Push it pt.2 soon to be released !!
Adjusting to country life wasn’t easy but it was definitely enriching. You moved into a peach farm and ranch with your buddies who’ve owned it since last summer. Soobin and Seonghwa. You decided that life in the city was monotonous and you couldn’t handle the cold, loud and superficial ambience of it all. So one day, you packed your things and decided to move in with them. The past 5 months have been easy so far, all you really do is pitch in with the farm animals and collect the peaches when it’s in season. Since living here, your mind feels so much clearer.
However, there is one thing that has been consuming your thoughts. You three’s neighbor Song Mingi. His farm and woodshed was down the hill from your trio. His presence wasn’t new to you because he was friends with Hwa and Soob, but your attraction towards him makes everyday you see him feel new. He comes by you and the boys house and farm all the time to trade goods or to just hangout for drinks.
And he’s referred to you with the same name since you’ve moved in. “City Girl.” Obvious cause for the nickname but you’re shocked he’d have it stuck for so long.
You couldn’t deny the want for this man. He was so handsome and had a resounding appeal. Even though he had this magnetism that drew you in further and further; you couldn’t bring yourself to talk to him one on one. You felt you could only talk to him when he’s invited in by Hwa or you 3 are invited over to his ranch.
Soon you planned to go for it and invite him over yourself. But you had things to do until then….
You went out to the peach trees and began disposing of the ones who ripened too fast and became rotting mounds of peach flesh. You dumped them into the compost bin and then got ready to pick as many peaches as your crate could take for today. You picked and picked while the crate was finally halfway filled with them. However something caught your eye.
Today, Mingi was out in his own field. His hat still on but flannel unbuttoned, while his jeans hung low on his hips letting you see [almost] intimate parts of him. Your eyes are caught on his body, you can’t even view the vegetation and and lush field scenery behind him. He continues to dig his produce from his garden, piercing the fertile soil with his shovel…
You were beginning to get hot and bothered by the sight. His sun kissed tan and sweat sheened body moving in ways that make you feel aroused. The way his pants are hanging by his hips, you imagine him pulling them down and exposing his cock. You imagine the size…you imagine his large tall body over you while making you take all his inches.
Despite your conscious yelling no, you sit by the peach tree you were picking at and brought your hand to your cunt. You begin with soft presses and teases before adding circles to your clit. Your breathing is unsteady, you can’t help yourself..
The thoughts begin to be more vivid..his thrust, his voice talking you through the whole ordeal…how his hard working hands adorned with long fingers would feel pressing and curling against your walls. Your fingers are quick on your clit and your final thought brings you over the edge..the idea of him breeding you full. You cum and get your breathing and thoughts back on track.
What the fuck did I just do.
The realization rushes over you and the shock of you being this down bad sinks in. You adjust yourself and grab the crate of peaches you picked and made your way back home.
It was the next day and since Seonghwa and Soobin had to leave for a produce market deal you decided to be productive. You washed and peeled all the peaches you got from the day before, cleaned up the house, fed the chickens and took the goat out the stable to go feed and roam in the pasture until evening.
After all the hard work you wanted to do something simple for yourself and something out of your hard work. A peach cobbler. You baked it for an hour and took it out to see it with a beautiful crispy brown crust and perfectly soft baked peaches underneath. The only problem was that Seonghwa and Soobin left so you’re stuck here to enjoy it by yourself.
However you remember, Mingi is just down the hill. You put on a form fitting flannel and a nice skirt and shoes and lock up the ranch before you head by Mingis ranch house to asks if he’d like to indulge in the pie with you. Luckily, his woodshed was open and he was organizing his logs of wood and his tools.
“Hey Mingi !” He looks up from his tasks and his eyes lock on you like a target. He immediately stops what he’s doing and straightens himself as he stands. You fully walk in and close the woodshed door to get rid of the beaming hot sun.
“Hey city girl, what do you need.” He will never let the nickname go you think to yourself.
“Well I made a pie earlier and it’s still nice and fresh and I wanted to know if you wanted to come over and have a slice.” You’ve never really interacted with Mingi one on one, the nerves and his stare makes you bite your lip.
“Really.” Mingi is starting to eye you and look you up and down.
“Of course really, Soobin and Seonghwa aren’t here so who else will I share with.”
He begins walking towards you. “That’s all you want from me?” You look around and begin to notice how his own shirt was gone and belt was unbuckled. “Yea..just wanted to know...” Your eyes struggle to not stray from his face and drift down how torso. He gets closer, you can smell his cologne and musk from working in the heat. “You sure there’s nothing else you want…some sweet little secret you’re keeping from me.”
Mingi corners you in the woodshed. You’re backed up against a wooden table he made himself. He rubs his hands on the top of your thighs, he looks like he’s about to eat you alive. He whispers. “I know what you did yesterday…it was quite the show,,” He knows. He knows that you laid there and touched yourself to the sight of him. You couldn’t even look him in the eye.
“What do you want me to do to you city girl..”. Mingi slowly unbuttons the fitted flannel you have on. “Touch me,, I want you to touch me.” The way you seem desperate for him makes him lose patience and rip the shirt apart, causing some buttons to pop out. He removes your bra with one hand alone and as soon as your tits are free he brings one in his mouth. Sucking and nipping at them while pawing you everywhere else.
He finally backs away and sees your tits glistening and nipples hardened. He groans at the sight and practical rips your skirt and panties away. He parts your legs and sees your aching cunt wet with arousal waiting for him. He cups his hand and places it over your heat and licks the shell of your ear, before he says “Look at all this sweetness you’ve left for me darling.” Your body is crumbling, you just want him to touch you already. “Min put your fingers inside.” Mingi tilts his head and gives a sly smile.
“Tsk tsk tsk..you city girls always forget your manners..” You can’t with the games and formalities. You begin to whine “Mingi stop playing around.. fuck me.” Mingi slaps the inside of your thigh causing you to moan in both pain and arousal. “Let’s try that again but with some country charm.” He shoved two of his long fingers in your cunt making your hips lift a bit and a moan leave your lips. His fingers are filling you good, but he won’t move or curl them causing you to be limited in your pleasure.
“I’m not moving a damn thing until you ask me nicely.” Your eyes are watering, how are you being edged but you haven’t even reached the brink of cumming yet. You toss your pride away, “ Min I need your fingers so bad please fuck me with them please.”
“Mmm I’d make you say more but let me spoil the city girl for saying please.” He begins pumping his fingers in you and curling them at the right gummy spot. Soon his fingers speed up and he slips another in, making you moan and drool on display for him. “Mm baby’s so full with my hands alone.” You whine yes yes yes’s and can’t turn away from watching his fingers wet with your slick slide in and out.
He feels your cunt twitch and clench, he can see that you’re already close, he pulls his fingers out. You’re snapped back into reality and already on the verge of begging for his fingers back. He slides down his jeans and frees his cock from his boxers. He pumps his dick a few times before laying you back. He takes your legs and bends them to where you cunt is fully exposed. He takes a small lick and then deep dives in tonguing your heat and playing quickly with your clit.
Your legs are beginning to shake. He’s lapping at your cunt and making quick turns to suck and bring his tongue around your clit. “You taste better than any peach you’ve picked.” You couldn’t even properly register the compliment from how fucked out you were. He takes a few more minutes eating your pussy like a starved man before he comes back up to kiss you.
After his lips finally split from yours in a deep muted voice he asks, “You’ve got a rubber ?” You shake your head no but you refuse to let this fantasy go unfinished. “I’m clean, I’m on the pill…just breed me I don’t care I just want your cock.” Mingi just can’t resist you in the state you’re in, he kisses your forehead before he lines his cock to your entrance and rams it in.
One of your legs are wrapped around his waist while the other is hiked up against his shoulder. Your cunt feels so full, but there’s barely any pain despite being split open. The pleasure rolls up from your cunt up into your lower abdomen. Mingi can’t deny how he feels either, the pressure of your walls clamping on his dick has him in a whirlwind of ecstasy.
He can barely control himself, his cock is just drilling you and you can’t do anything but take it and soak it all in. “Min it’s so good, don’t stop.” Mingi cracks a quick smirk before rolling his hips to make the thrust more deeper and intense. “Oh yea ?…is it what you pictured…is it better than fucking yourself with your fingers ?.”
Soon he only holds on to your calves and raises them but slows down his thrust, despite slowing down, his thrust seem harsh and as if his dick just reached a new space in you. “Show me…show me how you touched yourself when watching me.” You weakly bring your hand to your clit and begin pressing quick circles on it until your hips start to stutter and lift. “Finish on me city girl, get me all wet.” He hits you with one last deep thrust.
You cum all over his cock and as soon as you do he spurts his hot seed throughout your walls. You’re both panting messes and mingi sits you up. He passes his water flask to you and watches as you drink in a hurry from exhaustion caused thirst. When you pass it back he takes a swig from it himself.
He holds you and gets a rag wiping off your sweat, kissing you on top of your head and massaging your shoulder blades.
“Let’s go eat that peach cobbler you were talking about.”
genre: competitive rivals to lovers/ non-idol athletic au
summary/plot: $50,000 . that’s the prize money for the province weight and powerlifting competition. you’re not a weight lifter per say; but you’ve always been an athlete and you love winning as much as you love money. you’ve rarely ever had competition from anyone. that’s until you meet kang yeosang. finally, someone who’s as arrogant and talented you are. him being your rival and competition you guys have to push it to the limits. whether it’s publicly in the gym or privately at his place.
warnings/prevs: forced proximity, shower sex manhandling, power play, impact play, degradation , oral (fem receiving) , unprotected piv, breeding/cream pie, use of the word bitch (like once), yeosang is vv rude
A/N: Hey guys this fic came out later than it was meant to 😭. My neighborhood had a power shortage and I had to redo a lot of the story as well as me still feeling as though my writing isn’t cohesive. Which is why this may not match what was in the prev. I also came to a decision to make this a 2-3 part series depending on what you all would like, being unhappy with your own work is so hard but I still appreciate you all. Enjoy !
Today was the province’s Weightlifting competition intramural, where they decide who gets to compete for the $50,000 cash prize granted to the winner who lifts the most and the best.
You’re not a common weightlifter but you’re athletically poised enough to try. Plus, your close roommates who already lift, San and Jongho have been helping you train for the longest. You know deep down that you have a chance at this money and could have so many opportunities. Get a better place for you, Sannie and Jongho, never having to work, buying whatever you want and more. Even if you don’t win the experience itself pumps you up. The only negative component is Yeosang. Kang Yeosang. He’s infamous for his skills, he isn’t the hugest lifter but his work has been impressive regardless. He started training the same time you had and has been your enemy ever since.
He just irks you. If he uses a machine before you he’ll never adjust the weight back to its original setting before you use it. He never shares his hand chalk, lotion or protein powder. The most annoying is that he’s always attempting to one up you. You two have been beefing practically as long as you two have laid eyes on each other. Insults hurled to one another no matter the circumstance. But today was the day you could humble him and put him in his place.
You and Yeosang are in the same qualifying group, meaning you two will be in competition for a spot in the actual competition. Every other possible competitor surrounds the platform. The judge sat there at a table adjacent to it, folded their hands and brought them above the table and stared upon the many competitors in front of them.
“Today, we are deciding on who will be participating in our competition for $50,000, only the best weight lifters can compete for such a generous prize. Here are our 4 nominees for this section.” The judge said this all robotically as if it were clock work, because it essentially was.
You walk onto your spot with the weight assigned in front of you. Looking across you see Yeosang, he was already eyeing you and ofc had that irritating smile on his face.
You two and two other men are lined up. Yeosang was to go and lift first, you last . Yeo rubbed his hands together in the weight chalk before reaching down and gripping the weight. As if it weighed nothing he deadlifted it up to his waist. Ooos and Ahhhs filled the crowd from his easy attempt at this weight. The hard part, was him bringing it above him. He struggles fighting the weights gravity with his strength. After moments of him steadying his breathing and shutting his eyes tight he brings the weight above. Cheers fill the room and the judge lifts their brow obviously impressed.
The two other men went now. While yes they did bring the weight up there was no grace, technique as well as they struggled and lost form.
Now it’s your turn. You take a breath and prepare your hands. You look down and stretch your back. You reach down and take one last breath before you grip the weight and snap up to bring it to your waist. The burn in your limbs was severe but you couldn’t let them see you struggle. You’re gritting your teeth now. You need this, you must have this. You see Yeosang watching. His lift was impressive but you know that you can up him, even if it’s only by 1%. You look at your competitor knowing that if you just upped your technique you can lift this with better form and efficiency. Jongho and San are rooting for you as well as others. You finally push it above your head.
Yeosang has a look on his face. It isn’t a look of disappointment or bitterness as usual. He seems…proud ?
Finally you, yeosang and the two other competitors are lined up ready to hear the results. The judge gazes at all four of you and reaches down to his score sheet. He sits up preparing to give out the names of who’s going forward.
“With consideration of all aspects such as physique, form, technique, elegance, strength and performance…”
You’re sweating bullets. The suspense is making you bounce your leg.
“Our winners are…Kang Yeosang at spot number #27.” People of his crew cheer and he had a look of being triumphant. Now this is it. The decision that will truly decide if you’ll have a chance of competing for this 50,000.
“And l/n y/n at spot number #26.” We thank you all for participating in our intramural..next qualifying group please.”
Not only did you pass, but you’re above Yeosang right where you wanted to be. Once you get off the platform your roommates hug you and of course rant and rave on how proud they are. Jongho and San say they have something do but will be right back to train as well as agreed to drinks when you’re through with solo training.
While alone you sit at a utility bench stretching as much as you could before your workout and then..
“Congratulations. I look forward to potentially beating you later.”
You get startled and jump from Yeosangs presence which makes him smile from joy. He’s stood in front of you with his phone in one hand and a protein shake in the other.
“Your drink smells…get it away im about to vomit.” You dramatically hold your nose and shake your head.
He brings the shake to your face causing you to swat and kick at him to shoo him away.
“You qualified now but wait till later, bet I’ll have you out of here by the first quarter.” After he says this he begins to sip from his shake.
“You’re saying this as if it’s guaranteed you’ll still be here after the first round.” You say tilting your head matching his energy.
He pauses from drinking and stares causing his eyes to be like daggers, “I’m running through this thing till the end.”
Interesting.
“Compared to me you’re nobody, my name holds weight here while nobody knows yours.”
You refuse to let him get the last word.
“When this is through, nobody will even remember who you are. You’re already forgettable enough.”
Yeosang scoffs and turns back on his way to his crew. You make sure to continue staring at him with disdain until he dissolves into a crowd and is out of your sight.
[Time skip]
After you stay behind for a couple more workouts that you could handle (as well as regret.) the gym is closing up and it’s time to head home, and you’re anxious to get home at this point. All your clothes whether they’re for at the gym, after or backups were dirtied from your protein powder spilling, and the clothes you have on now are all sweated in. Your arms and legs are worn out, and you haven’t ate real food since the whole intramural. You grab your gym bag and look around but within the sea of possible competitors there isn’t a sign of San or Jongho. Luckily as if they could read your mind from afar Jongho facetimed you.
“Do not tell me . You guys forgot to get me.”
Jongho shook his head and passed the phone to San who looks as guilty as possible. “Well there was a good reason y/n I swear !!”
“San whyy what happened.” You’re not mad per say but the lack of a heads up has you floored. If you knew they’d leave without you, you would’ve had the money on your card for a good safe Uber home. Plus it’s scary ride sharing at night.
“Wooyoung had an emergency with Joong so we had to rush over there and we saw you with Yeosang after the round so we thought you’d get lucky and he’d take you home.” He says it as quick as possible like a kid explaining their side of a fight with their sibling.
“We’re on the other side of town because Woos new place is by the pier .” Jongho said, clearly ready to go home while mindlessly steering the car.
“ Thanks Jongho. But San. Why…….. would I go anywhere with that man.”
San looked side to side before saying something that would grind your gears. “I mean you say you hate him but I think you secretly want him bad and it’s ok if you do-”
“San. Goodbye I’ll find a way home I’m sharing my location I’ll let you know when I get there.”
“Y/N IM SORRY WE LOVE YOU.” San yells through the phone trying to save himself while Jongho only waves goodbye and ends the call.
While trying to regain composure of the sudden change in plans. Low and behold, speak of the devil Kang Yeosang was stood there with the same blank expression he typically hits you with.
You’re startled by him and of course had to let him know. “God you can’t keep walking up on people like that dude.”
Yeosang is unphased by your complaint and places his bag on his shoulder. “Look are you getting a ride home from me or not .”
“Woah eavesdropper much…but, if you don’t mind sure..there’s a problem though you have to wait for me to shower and we have to stop by the cleaners because my clothes are a mess.”
Yeosang runs a hand through his hair and put his headphones back on “No need you can do both at my place, let’s go.”
You hesitantly follow him out the gym into his car. Nervous because he’s acting as if you both weren’t competing for a spot earlier. Maybe this little rivalry wasn’t as serious as you thought.
“By the way, it was luck that you pushed into the spot above me, don’t forget.” He said it with a smile knowing that the comment would heat your temper. Nevermind. This rivalry is most definitely real and mutual. You guys begin the ride to his place.
[ A drive later]
Yeosang let’s you out the car and you finally can see the place this rude show off lives at, but instead of a lame apartment complex with no personality it’s a family home. You tilt your head confused on how someone as obnoxious and pretentious as him can live in such a warm looking place. He’s already at the door since he probably passed you while you were lost in your speculations and confusions.
“Are you coming in or what.” He sighs as he’s placing the key to open the door, once it opens his house already has an aroma of his eucalyptus cologne and laundry detergent. You both walk in.
“You barely have a job how could you even afford a family home for you alone.” You’re gawking at how neat and nice the house was, seeming like those homes you see in magazines that you wish you could buy.
He shrugged while sitting his gym backpack on the ground, “I saved money up when I could..plus the utilities downstairs are worn out and bad condition, hot water goes out fast so I got it for cheap.”
What he told you was essentially in one ear out of the other while you scan the house and the impressive color coordinated furniture and decor, mixtures of greys blacks and shades of blue in this current room.
Yeosang stood there humoring the fact you were amazed by his living conditions. “Anyway, make sure you get in the shower on time and the washing machines are to your left and I’ll be showering upstairs”
“Yea heard you, thanks Yeosang.” You just wanted to hurry out before you have to spend another minute around him.
You went into the bathroom and started the water, He said the utilities down here were bad sooo it probably takes a while for the water to heat up you thought. You leave the bathroom and head to the washroom to start your clothes and wait for them first. You place all your clothes in the washer and put it on a 30 minute cycle to ensure the stains will come out and that they’ll be extra fresh.
30 minutes pass and you return to the washroom after lounging in his living room. The washer went out halfway through. The stains are barely out and you’re losing it. You start the wash over and head to the shower but once you hop in the water is icy cold that makes you wince and hop out and shut it off immediately.
“KANG YEOSANG.” You screamed from downstairs hoping he’d hear and come down. Yet you see that to no avail he hasn’t came out his room and can hear the faint sound of his shower running meaning he won’t be coming from upstairs anytime soon.
You wrap yourself into a towel and rush upstairs and burst into his room and make your way to his bathroom making sure to open his door slowly and announce yourself so you won’t see him in the nude. Once you see his shower curtain is fully closed you now fully walk in.
“I heard you coming up what’s the problem y/n since you always seem to find one.” He peeks his head out to see you with an apathetic expression.
“You’re setting me up for failure. The washer went out and the shower is ice cold how am I supposed to freshen up and get home in these conditions.” Your arms are crossed and brows are furrowed.
“Ugh I literally told you the hot water goes out fast, you just weren’t listening.”
You now realize you trying to get out of his place as fast as possible has cost you to not have a simple in and out pit stop situation at this man’s house.
You let out a frustrated sigh and slide yourself down the wall you were leaned against feeling doomed.
“Here just come in here with me, I know you want to hurry and get back to your friends.”
You know deep down that this will probably lead to something dangerous, I mean it’s showering with your competition and the man you hate the mosts at the gym. But you’re desperate to get home and get to the gym in clean clothes.
“Fine you creep.”
You hop in the shower with him trying your absolute best and with all mental strength to not look at him a single bit, in comparison Yeosang is looking directly at your body while having an obvious smirk. Despite his initial perversion he turns away from you to give you as much privacy as possible after handing you a rag and the aloe soap he was using.
As you both were washing yourselves, while scrubbing your upper body you caught a glimpse of Yeosangs body. His physique was so brawny but gentle at the same time. The main thing catching your eye being his back and arms. That’s when the sexual thoughts start and you can’t help but think about and imagine how he can manhandle you into any position and get to work.
“Stop eye fucking me y/n.” He casually says without turning, as if he had eyes on the back of his head or can simply sense your eyes scanning his soapy muscles.
You know you were practically eyeing him like a piece of meat but when it comes to Yeo…denial is your bestfriend. You sucked your teeth, “I wouldn’t even actually fuck you let alone eye fuck you.”
Yeosang casually continues to wash himself down while a small laugh leaves his lips. “I beg to differ.”
Your mouth is agape and in disbelief from his snide remark..but you strangely want to push this scenario..“I doubt you could even make me cum in the first place in all honestly.”
“Bet I could make you in 5 minutes.” Oh he’s game.
“If you could even make me cum period, I’d let you get to the squat bar before me when the comp starts tomorrow.” You continue to wash your back, anticipating his answer to the offer.
He finally turns to you, having such an evil grin. He gets closer, you twos chest touching from how close he’s gotten. “Alright y/n, you’ve got a bet.”
Literally a couple minutes later
Yeosang has you backed up into and pressed against one of the shower walls, fingering you at a pace that has you biting your lip and having to control how much you move your hips to get more friction. Giving you kisses that are hungry and full of lust. Even though you feel like you’re on cloud 9, you can’t let him know how good he’s making you feel.
“Wow. I thought I’d cum in 5, I doubt I’ll cum at all at this rate.” You’re hoping he can’t clock your ragged breaths from the stimulation.
He stops and scoffs as if that’s the worse thing you’ve told him ever. He pulls his fingers out quicker than you could now and give you a stare that you could only describe as primal.
“Let me show you who’s really stronger between the two of us..”
Yeo lifts up your legs and gets on his knees. He rests your legs on his shoulders and uses all his upper body and arm strength to keep you held up. Then he immediately goes for your cunt, he automatically starts licking and prodding your entrance with his tongue.
“Put me down we might fall.” You gasp knowing you’re holding in a moan that’s itching to tumble out of your mouth.
Yeosang pulls his face away for a moment and laughs as though you said a joke. He tensed and flexed his muscles in his typical show off fashion. “Trust me, you’re not falling anytime soon.” He goes back to attacking your cunt.
He switches between flicking your clit with his tongue at an overly stimulating pace that makes you squirm and then brings his tongue in and out your hole causing you to breathe rapidly.
“You’re such a mess from my mouth alone, ‘s cute”. He mutters before continuing to move you a bit so you’re indirectly riding his face.
“I hate you, so much Yeo..” You whimper as you try to grip the slick tile shower walls for solace.
You can feel yourself reaching the edge but he stops and gently drops you back down onto your feet without you slipping a bit. He effortlessly bends you over and smacks your ass twice, causing you to yelp. He snickers at your sudden reaction and attempts to slide his cock in. It slides in and you make a sigh of relief as his moderate thrust begin making your legs quiver. But since he can’t get a good stance from the wet floor he accidentally slips out.
His cock slips out another time and he grunts in frustration. He cuts the water off and picks you up bridal style with ease and no hesitation. He walks you both out the bathroom and practically tosses you in the bed and immediately parts your legs. He holds your legs up for you since he knows you’re already weak. Both of your bodies are still dripping with shower water and now sweat from the intensity of everything.
“Now I can fuck you like you deserve.”
No warning he drives his thick cock in. You’re folded in such a way that it’s almost like it’s straight out of a rough porno. Your glistening bodies and his messy hair makes this so much more erotic. His thrust are so harsh and strong it’s moving your body upwards per each thrust.
“Hate me so bad but you’re taking my dick, pathetic. Trying to be all big and bad when you’re a bitch in heat.”
“Shut up.” You gasp from how his cock hits you at the exact right spot almost each and every time. “Me letting you fuck doesn’t mean….” You can’t even finish your sentence because moans keep spilling out.
“You can’t even talk. Is it that good ? I know it is but I wanna hear you say it.”
You cover your face with your forearm because the humiliation has you clenching around him and a shadow of shyness takes over you now. Yeosang immediately ends it though, using only one hand to hold your ankles up he moves your arm away with his free hand so he can see you squirm under him. He fucks into you harder, you can hear his hips collide into yours. His hips are relentless while fucking his cock into you.
“Should’ve known that bad attitude was because you wanted my cock. Irritated because you needed to be fucked into a mattress.”
“Yeosang I’m sorry for being so rude, speed up so I can cum please.” You can’t believe those words came out your mouth for the man you despise the most .
He stops and you whine from the sudden emptiness you feel from him taking his cock out. He lifts you up onto your knees and holds your head/jaw in his hand. He brushes his thumb on your lips.
While he stares and smirks he hits you with a command. “Open for me.” He lightly prods his thumb between your lips as if he alr knew you’d open your mouth up just for him, and you did. Your mouth wide he presses his thumb down on your tongue and licks his lips. He puts his face over yours and spits in your mouth.
He gives a nonchalant smile afterwards, and gives you a messy kiss and harshly grabs your ass.
“I knew you’d do it for me, such a good girl…let me help you since you’ve been so good.” He says while bending you over into doggy. You start in the regular position but he pushes your upper body farther into the bed and has your ass high up in display for him. Then he brings his cock back into you. Yeosang immediately starts giving rapid thrust, dragging his dick in and out like he never wanted you to forget this.
You immediately clench around him and can feel your cunt becoming wetter and wetter by the second. You keep repeating Yeos name like a mantra for good luck and moaning like you don’t have an ounce of shame in your body.
Yeosang starts groaning from how tight your cunt was and how hot you looked. He was pulling your hair and it’s a mess, lips looking plump and lightly swole from the bruising kisses and your eyes were glassy. Your body was still glistening and looked like artwork in front of him. He couldn’t help himself and began to smack your ass. You brace your body and felt like you could cum right then and there and whined loudly which was music to his ears.
“Yeosang I’m so close it’s too much.” Your pupils are blown and you feel the white hot knot inside you slowly unravel.
“Me too…where do you want me to cum, where do you want me to make a mess.” Yeosang utters breathlessly.
“In me, please just fill me up.” You know if you were in your right mind you wouldn’t dare let his man finish in you, but the fog of pleasure you’re in clouds your judgement.
“Cmon y/n cum on my cock.” He demands right before smacking your ass a final time surely leaving a mark behind. The band in your belly snaps and you squirt all over him and simultaneously you can feel him practically breeding your cunt. You’re both breathless and fall out onto the bed. Drained of energy, you lay on your stomach trying to gain back control of your breathing. You feel Yeosang leave the bed.
Is this how it ends ? You fucked dumb on this assholes bed while he washes up to come back and either kick you out or leave you alone here to go elsewhere. You sigh and start mentally preparing yourself to get out his bed, put your probably damp gym clothes back on and take a walk of shame into a cheap uber. Yeosang returns but instead of him walking in ready to tell you to leave he comes in with grey pajama pants on and a black tanktop. In his hands he has a wooden tray meant for eating in bed. There was a small white plate with 2 toasts and a glass of juice and a chilled water bottle. He gets back into the bed sitting in front of you
You quirked an eyebrow and looked to Yeo, “What’s this for, you think I need a quick pity meal before you kick me out of here” You roll your eyes while ripping the toast apart and eat it with slight annoyance.
“….Kick you out ?” He looks just as confused as you were when he presented the food tray to you. “I’m not kicking you out Its about 11pm and none of your clothes have been dried yet you can’t even go anywhere.”
An “oh” was all that came out of you. It was all you could come up with in response since you’re surprised he isn’t trying to run you out of here like you assumed and actually cares a bit.
“Plus all you ate at the gym was a fucking granola bar.”
You finish up the toasts and take the folded napkin in the tray to wipe off some messy crumbs. You brush your hands of any other crumbs that could be lingering over the tray. “I guess I’ll just text San and Jongho now to pick me up once my clothes dry.”
He lays by you on the bed, reaches to his drawer and grabs a spare pair of boxers and a large black tee. “Here, wear these and just spend the night….let them know you’ll see them at the first part of the competition tomorrow.”
You can’t believe this. He’s actually trying to act as though you’d sleep in the same bed with him knowing for sure that you literally despise him. Loathe him. Can’t standdd him.
You take the clothes and turn over to your gym bag to grab your phone. You immediately text San and Jongho that you won’t be coming home tonight and you’ll see them tomorrow.
