actually it was ask by @woonhakiee but i accidentally deleted the ask itself 😭 anyway ty sm for request soooo here’s nsfw thoughts for riwoo ! i’m more into sub!riwoo but i guess here’s mostly switch!riwoo dynamics 😝😝
boyfriend!riwoo who, i personally think, didn’t have a high sex drive before he met you. but after you two started dating… oh god help you. i’m sure he’s like pavloved himself to you in a way where he gets hard almost every time he gets you in his arms, or even just looking at your pictures when you're long-distance.
boyfriend!riwoo who forbids you from sending him your pictures when he’s at work (for the reason above). there were more than enough times when he almost ended up late for a shoot because he was forced to quickly jerk off, cause his head was full of your photo with that pretty pink lip balm that, he bets, would look amazing around his dick.
boyfriend!riwoo who is always eager to come back home to you. though most of the time he finds you already asleep, it’s not something he’s upset about. in fact, he loves it. he just knows what he needs to do. so when you, lying on your side, wake up to pathetic whimpers behind you, fully stuffed with his cock, you need a second to focus your sleepy gaze on your boyfriend. riwoo is breathing heavily, his bangs wet and stuck to his forehead, and even in the dark room you can see a slight blush on his cheeks. “baby boy, you should’ve just woken me up,” you softly moan, turning your head toward your boyfriend. “or does it turn you on way more this way?” riwoo doesn’t answer, he can only push his hips harder into you. his movements are sloppy and uncoordinated, like he’s already on the edge. “baby, i thought i asked you a question. use your words.” your voice becomes firmer. he whimpers in response, but the movement of his hips doesn't slow down for even a second. “yes— yeah m-mommy.” “yes what?” “i love it this way— ahh so good— when i get to fuck you before you can even realize what i’m doing to you.” to praise him, you start riding back against his dick yourself. riwoo’s hands instantly land on your hips, gripping them tight enough to probably leave marks. “i love your pussy so much— mghh mommy u’re clenching around me so fucking good.” those words turn you on even more, and slick is already dripping down your thighs onto the clean white sheets. you're gonna have to change them again.
boyfriend!riwoo who can’t keep his hands off you on his days off. literally — he’s like glued to you. you wake up together, brush your teeth together, make breakfast together, and then get ready to go for a walk in the park together. however, all these activities can't happen without being accompanied by his hunger for you. so it turns out that you wake up with his head between your legs, he’s lapping your pussy like the good boy he is. “good morning, miss~ i’m sorry i didn’t ask for your permission, but you’re so sweet i couldn’t resist treating myself.” right after that in the bathroom, while you’re brushing your teeth, he fingers you with so much force that your slick drips onto the floor. and while you’re making breakfast, he dry humping you from behind, almost making you drop the frying pan. in the end, it all finishes with the two of you, fully dressed, having sex right by the front door, his hands on your neck choking you just right, while he holds one of your legs up under the knee so he can go as deep inside you as possible.
boyfriend!riwoo who, after that whole situation, begs you to do your makeup in another room next time — or else the two of you won't make it out of the house again because he can't keep his dick in his pants. but you can't even blame him! after all, the first instinct that hits riwoo's head right after you put on that mascara is how pretty your face will look crying from pleasure, with that exact same mascara smudged down your cheeks.
Today was Thursday, and that only meant one thing - Gym day.
Instead of suffocating blazers and tight shirts, you were in your cute gym top and skort.
Instead of sitting through lectures with notebooks and presentations, your timetable simply read PE.
Even better, today's session had been combined with another class.
It was Jo's.
---
Before the class started, you stood just outside the sports hall, waiting for a special someone.
"You go in first." You said to Harua. "I wanna see.....you know who."
One the way to the academy, you had told Harua everything that happened between you and Mr Byun last night, so Harua was well caught up.
"You absolute slut." He joked while poking your chest.
"Stop." You laughed.
Harua then opened the door to the hall, and went in.
Your eyes wandered down the corridor, and right on cue, Mr Byun turned the corner.
He looked adorable.
He had a whistle hanging around his neck and a clipboard tucked beneath one arm.
Instead of his usual shirt and tie, he was dressed in a fitted red tracksuit, making him look far more approachable than he did during lectures.
The moment he spotted you, a warm smile appeared on his face.
"Morning." He said as he approached you.
"Morning," you smiled back. "How are you?"
"I'm good."
He adjusted the clipboard beneath his arm before returning the question.
"How about you?"
You couldn't help but grin.
"I'm excited.......it's gym day."
A quiet laugh escaped him.
"I think I know that."
You stepped a little closer, lowering your voice.
"I was wondering.....if I somehow impress you today....can I get a treat?"
Mr Byun raised an amused eyebrow.
"A treat."
You nodded.
"Hmmmmm okay." He said. "Deal."
You squealed.
"Yayyyy."
"But how do you intend on impressing me?" He asked.
You shrugged.
"I dont know. But I'll find a way."
He laughed, shaking his head.
"I'll be looking forward to seeing that."
He gently gestured towards the sports hall doors.
"Now go on." He smiled. "Get inside before everyone starts wondering what we're talking about."
You laughed.
"Yes, sir."
With one last smile, you pushed open the sports hall doors and headed inside, completely unaware that he'd watched you for another second before following after you himself.
---
The sports hall was louder than usual as students from both classes were gathered inside.
Across the room, you saw Jo stood with Harua and they were talking amongst themselves.
"Awwwww." You whispered as you walked over to them.
As you approached them, you eavesdropped on their cute conversation.
"I completely forgot today was combined." Jo nervously admitted.
Harua looked around at the unfamiliar faces.
"So did I."
Before you could join in, a whistle echoed through the hall.
"Everyone!"
The chatter died down.
Standing in the centre of the hall was Mr Byun.
"Since we've got two classes today, we're starting off with something simple."
He picked up a bright red ball from the floor.
"Dodgeball."
A mixture of cheers and groans spread through the hall.
---
Within a few minutes, everyone had been split into two teams.
You and Harua ended up on the same side, while Jo and his class were on the other.
The whistle blew.
"Start."
Immediately, balls began flying across the court.
You ducked beneath one that whizzed over your head, before laughing as Harua narrowly avoided another.
"You look so stupid."
"I know!"
The game carried on for several minutes, and before long, it became obvious that your side had the advantage.
One by one, Jo's team was being eliminated.
Watching this, Mr Byun blew the whistle and folded his arm with an amused smile.
"Well." He yelled as he stepped onto the court. "I suppose I'd better even the odds."
Several students laughed.
Mr Byun walked over to Jo's side and picked up a ball.
"You can't do that?" One of your classmates called out.
"My class, my rules."
A chorus of playful complaints filled the hall as he fist bumped the losing team.
"Right," he smiled. "Let's see if we can make a comeback."
Mr Byun then locked eyes with you from the other side of the room, and in that moment, you knew that he wasn't going to let you win easy.
---
The pace of the game immediately picked up.
With Mr Byun joining in, your team suddenly had to work much harder to avoid getting hit.
At one point, you were so focused on dodging a ball from the opposite side, that you didn't notice one of the boys beside Mr Byun winding up for a throw.
"Watch out!" Harua yelled.
Too late.
The ball came hurtling towards you with far more force than necessary.
Thud.
It slammed into your chest.
The impact knocked the air from your lungs, causing you to stumble backwards, struggling to catch your balance before dropping to one knee with a sharp gasp.
The hall fell noticeably quieter.
Harua was beside you almost instantly.
"Shit!"
He crouched down.
"Are you alright?"
You shook your head, still trying to catch your breath.
"...fuck no..."
Before either of you could stand—
Thud.
Another ball smacked straight into Harua's shoulder.
He blinked.
"Seriously?"
A few students burst into laughter.
"You're both out," someone called.
Harua sighed dramatically before helping you to your feet.
"Come on."
As the two of you began walking towards the sidelines, you paused.
You glanced down and noticed a dodgeball rested near your feet.
Slowly, a smile spread across your face.
Harua recognised that look immediately.
"Y/n.....don't."
You picked up the ball and looked over at the same boy who had launched the first one at you, and he was already celebrating with his teammates.
Without another word, you threw the ball and watched as it flew cleanly across the court.
Thud.
It struck him right in the side and his celebration ended instantly.
"You're out!" You shouted with a grin.
The boy looked down at himself in disbelief while the rest of the hall erupted into laughter.
He immediately turned to Mr Byun.
"That doesn't count." He said as he pointed straight at you. "She was already out."
A quiet laugh escaped Mr Byun as he slowly lifted up his whistle.
He blew it.
"You're out." He laughed as he pointed to the bench.
Before the boy could say another word, Mr Byun cut him off.
"Off you go."
Grumbling under his breath, the boy dragged his feet towards the sidelines as laughter spread around the hall.
You couldn't help smiling.
Across the court, Mr Byun glanced over at you for a brief moment.
Deep down, you both knew your throw shouldn't have counted.
But somehow, he'd found a way to give you the point anyway.
---
The rest of the lesson, however, wasn't nearly as successful.
Despite confidently telling Mr Byun that you were going to impress him, you and Harua spent more time walking on and off the court than actually playing.
Every few minutes, one of you would get hit.
Then the other.
You'd barely make it back into the game before another dodgeball came flying your way.
-
By the end of the lesson, Harua was laughing too hard to take it seriously anymore.
"Why were we the only ones getting hit?" He laughed. "That was humiliating."
You let out an embarrassed sigh.
"So much for impressing Mr Byun..."
---
Break
Since it was gym day, you didn't need to change back into your uniform since you would have more PE sessions during the day.
When you left the sports hall, you pressed a hand against one of your boobs and winced slightly.
"Ow." You hissed.
Harua looked over at you
"What's wrong?"
"My boob hurts like crazy."
"Oh no, how bad is it?" He asked.
You gently pressed the top of your boob with your fingertips again, and flinched.
"It's bad."
Before Harua could reply, he saw someone walking out of the hall in the distance.
Mr Byun.
Harua didn't hesitate before he called for him.
"Sir!" He said.
Mr Byun looked up.
"Yes Harua?"
Harua gestured towards you.
"She's in pain."
The relaxed expression on Mr Byun's face disappeared instantly, and he stepped over without a second thought.
"What?" He said as his eyes searched your face.
"Are you okay?"
You unlslouched your back and smiled nervously.
"Oh..no I'm fine."
"You don't look fine."
"Really, I am."
Mr Byun frowned and sighed.
"What hurts?" He asked you.
Judging by the tone of his voice, you knew he wasn't going to stop till you admitted.
You shifted awkwardly.
"Well....I'd rather not say."
"You can tell me." He whispered.
He looked genuinely concerned.
At that moment, Harua happened to glance towards the bathroom doors, and Jo had just walked out.
The moment Harua saw him, a small smile tugged at his lips.
He looked back at you and Mr Byun, and seeing that the two of you were occupied, he quietly took a step backwards.
"I'll leave these two to it." He thought to himself.
Neither of you noticed him slip away.
-
"For the last time y/n, what's wrong?" Mr Byun asked in a stern voice.
You looked around to see if anyone was around, before you sighed.
"My boob hurts....alot. I think it's from when the guy in the other class hit me...in the first match."
You looked up at him and his face turned soft.
He grabbed your wrist.
"Come with me."
---
Outside, Harua had just caught up with Jo.
When Jo felt a small presence beside him, he looked down.
"Oh, hi." He smiled.
"Hey." Harua smiled back.
"What are you doing for break?"
Jo looked down the path ahead.
"I was just going to go for a short walk."
He paused before quietly adding,
"...Do you want to come?"
Harua's face brightened.
"Sure."
-
The two of them set off side by side, neither saying much at first.
The campus was peaceful compared to the noisy sports hall, with only the occasional group of students walking past.
-
After a minute or so, Harua smiled to himself.
"Well, last night was nice."
Jo glanced down at him.
"It was....I had fun."
"Me too."
Silence settled between them again.
Harua then scratched the back of his necknin anticipation.
"...I've actually been wanting to ask you something."
Jo looked over curiously.
"Oh, what is it?"
"Well, I was wondering," Harua hesitated, "what's your type?"
Jo blinked.
"My type?"
"Yeah."
Harua laughed awkwardly.
"I mean... do you like girls? Boys? Stuff like that?"
Jo looked ahead again, clearly thinking.
Several seconds passed before he finally answered.
"I don't really have a type."
Harua tilted his head.
"No?"
Jo shook his head.
"I think I just like nice people." He paused. "...Like you."
Harua's eyes widened and a deep blush spread across his cheeks.
Jo noticed immediately.
"Was that too much?" He asked almost panicking.
Harua quickly shook his head.
"No!" He laughed nervously. "Not at all."
Jo smiled faintly.
"Okay."
After a moment, he looked back at Harua.
"What about you? What's your type?"
Harua smiled.
"Definitely boys."
Jo nodded and stared at him while waiting for him to continue.
"...Is that all?" Jo asked.
Harua laughed.
"What do you mean?"
"I don't know..." Jo shrugged. "I thought you'd.....describe them."
"Nope...Just boys."
Jo let out a quiet hum, as if filing that answer away somewhere in his mind.
Ofcourse Harua had a type - it was Jo. However, he figured there would be no fun in telling him that so early.
-
The two of them continued wandering around campus together until the warning bell echoed across the grounds.
"I guess we should head back," Harua said.
Jo nodded.
"Okay."
Without another word, they turned around and made their way back towards the sports hall together.
---
15 minutes ago
Before you could protest, Mr Byun gently took hold of your hand.
"Come with me."
You looked up at him.
"I'm taking you to the nurse's office."
Your eyes widened immediately.
"No!"
He stopped walking.
"No?"
You removed your wrist from his grip.
"I don't want to go."
Mr Byun frowned, his concern only growing.
"If you're hurt, you need to get checked."
"I know but It's just embarrassing. I don't want to go to some random lady that I don't know, to be looked at there."
He softened almost instantly.
There was a brief silence before he asked,
"Then what do you want to do instead?"
You hesitated.
"Could you just...check if there's a bruise?"
He blinked.
"Check?"
You nodded, unable to meet his eyes.
"It really hurts. But if there's no bruise, then I'll be fine."
Mr Byun stood quietly for a moment, clearly weighing up his options.
"Are you sure?"
You nodded again.
"Okay, fine."
His voice remained gentle.
"We'll find somewhere private."
---
A few moments later, both of you had reached the Teacher's office of the gym building.
Since Mr Byun was running gym classes all day, he knew no one else would attempt to enter.
You sat down in the seat by the desk and Mr Byun dragged a chair to sit opposite you.
"Okay y/n, where does it hurt?"
You pointed to your left boob through your shirt.
"Here."
He hovered his hand above the area.
"Do you mind if I touch it?" He asked.
You removed your hand and nodded.
"Yeah but just be light."
He carefully brushed the back of his hand on your boob.
"Here?"
You nodded.
He pressed on it lightly, causing you to flinch.
"Sorry sorry." He said.
You shook your head.
"It's okay."
He placed both hands on the bottom of your shirt and lifted it up slightly.
"Can I look now?" He asked you.
You nodded.
He lifted your top to rest on your chest, exposing both your boobs in your bra to him.
He scooted closer to you and took out his glasses from his pocket, and put them on.
While he was examining you, you couldn't help but smile.
Despite the sexual relationship that the two of you had, in this moment, he was caring for you like a teacher.
"I don't think I see anything?" He said quietly.
"Are you comfortable lowering your bra a bit?"
When he heard no response from you, he looked up and saw you smiling.
"What?" He asked. "Why are you smiling?"
"I just find it cute how you're asking me these questions when you've already seen me half naked." You said.
He sat up straight and took off his glasses.
"Well I'm still older than you which means I still need your consent."
"I guess." You said.
He laughed before he changed the topic.
"Anyway, I don't really know how to help you." He said as he brought your shirt back down.
"Yeah I figured as much." You sighed.
The room fell silent as the both of you thought about what to do next.
"Actually....I know a way you can help me." You smiled.
He listened attentively.
You grabbed his hands softly.
"You could give me a massage?"
A what?"
You took his large hands and slid them up your shirt to grab your boobs.
"Give me a massage."
He stared at you for a moment before he smiled.
"I would.....except why should I?"
You tilted your head.
"What do you mean?"
"If I remember correctly, you told me that you were going to impress me in the class just now, and I think I remember you spending most of your time on the bench. Which means....you don't get a treat."
Shit, he remembered.
"That's not fair, I got hurt in the first round. It knocked me off my game." You pouted.
"Is that so?"
You nodded.
He took his hands off of you and patted his lap, signalling for you to come sit.
Eagerly, you did.
---
"I'm only letting it slide because you're hurt okay?" Mr Byun said.
Biting a smile, you nodded.
He then put his hands up the back of your shirt, and unbuckled your bra.
He slid the straps off your arms and carefully moved the cups from your boobs, before he put the bra on a desk.
You looked down and saw your hard nipples through your top, and not a second later, you saw the outline of two big hands over them.
"Be gentle okay? Remember it hurts."
Mr Byun kissed the side of your neck and slowly massaged your tits.
He repeatedly brushed his fingers against your nipples while occasionally squeezing lightly.
---
As he went on, the pain in your left boob wasn't going away, however it hurt so good.
You rested your head back on his shoulder and arched your back.
Mr Byun then lifted your shirt to rest over your chest, and he watched as he fondled your nipples.
"How does that feel y/n?" He whispered on your skin.
Before you could reply, you both heard the alarm that signified that the next class was starting.
Why was break so short?
Mr Byun slid his hands down from your boobs and rested them on your belly.
"We have to go now okay?"
You lifted your head up from his shoulder, and sat up straight.
"Awwwww."
He turned your body sideways to face him, and he looked down at your left boob.
"She feeling better?" He smiled.
You laughed quietly.
"She is."
---
2nd period
A few minutes later, both classes had returned to the sports hall.
Instead of splitting everyone back into teams, Mr Byun had everyone spread yoga mats across the floor.
"After that game of dodgeball," he smiled, "I think it's best we slow things down a little."
You knew exactly why.
Before the class, he had asked you if you were okay to play basketball, but you said no. He then asked what yoh wanted to do and obviously, you said yoga since it required no running, or balls.
You quietly smiled to yourself before sitting beside Harua and Jo.
"Everyone ready?" Mr Byun asked from the front.
A chorus of nods answered him.
"Good. Let's start with some stretches."
-
As everyone began following along, the sports hall doors suddenly opened.
"Sorry I'm late!"
Everyone's head turned.
A tall man stepped inside wearing a fitted black compression shirt that outlined his broad shoulders and muscular build.
His dark hair was slightly messy, as though he'd rushed over, and he carried himself with an easy confidence.
"This is Mr.......Byun's class, right?" The man asked.
Mr Byun nodded.
"It is. Are you the the new assistant?"
He walked over to Mr Byun and turned towards the students.
"Hello Mr Byun, everyone. My name's Murata Fuma, but you can all just call me Fuma."
A ripple of applause spread through the hall.
As Fuma moved to put his belongings down, whispers immediately broke out amongst the students.
You leaned slightly towards Harua.
"He's fucking fit."
Harua's eyes never left the front of the room.
"I was literally about to say the same thing."
The two of you exchanged amused looks before quietly laughing.
Beside Harua, Jo lowered his gaze.
He didn't say anything.
He glanced towards Fuma again before looking back at Harua.
"Is that Harua's type?"
At the front of the hall, Mr Byun happened to glance across the room.
His eyes landed on you laughing with Harua while sneaking another look towards Fuma.
He couldn't help raising an eyebrow.
Fuma followed his gaze before quietly asking,
"So....what do you need me to do?"
Mr Byun smiled.
"For now..." He gestured towards the class. "Just follow my lead."
End of part 7 pt1.
Author's note: omg I had no WiFi last night so I couldnt post thissssssss. Im genuinely in love with Mr Byun's hands. EJ has pretty fingers so I had to write something about that.
haii hellooo:3 this is my first request ever oml im so nervouususususus
soo, i want—NEED your thoughts about pool sex with sungho like ooooooyeaaaaKAHSHAGSJA 👅💦👅💦👅💦 pls i love your writing
yyyaaayy i’m so excited to be your first hahah *goofy giggles* anyways ty sm for your request !! the moment i read this i KNEW what i had to do. so i hope you’ll like itttt 🫶🫶 pls sungho in that . particular . green . sleeveless shirt . give it to me i’m begging
genres: fluff, smut
warnings: nsfw (minors dni !!!), public sex, unprotected sex (do not!!), cream pie, they r freaks, probability of getting caught, but there’s also a princess treatment and loving boyfriend sungho who just wants to make his girl feel good
wc: ~1.1K
my note: that song was playing in my head while writing. just for u to know
sungho always loved a good getaway for the two of you. it didn't necessarily have to be something luxurious, but it had to be spacious enough for you not to deny yourselves anything. after all, he always wanted to give you the best he could, because you absolutely deserved it.
so when he surprised you with two tickets abroad, you jumped for joy. and then, that same evening, to show him just how grateful you were, you not only rode him but jumped on him too.
so now, you two were enjoying one of ten wonderful days under the blazing sun, in a pool that was more like a small water park in size. it was located behind the main part of your hotel, right on the way to the ocean. because of that, most guests obviously chose the second option, but you weren't complaining, since it meant that most of the pool was completely at your disposal. especially in the evening, when the setting sun painted the sky in its colors. you'd spent more than half of the day in that pool, taking breaks only for the buffet and sunbathing.
right now, you were lying on your sun lounger, reading the novel you'd brought with you and trying to dry off after your latest race through the water. sungho was in the pool in front of you — his dark green sleeveless shirt was soaked, so you couldn't focus on the words in the slightest, constantly letting your eyes wander toward your boyfriend. he swam up to the edge of the pool, resting his elbows on it and propping his chin up in his hands. he smirked slyly, like a cat, when your eyes met for the third time in a row. “babe, stop pretending that book is more interesting than me and come here.” you giggled at his words and, without giving it much thought, set the book aside.
your black bikini had only just started to dry, but when you stood up from the lounger, a few drops of water collected in the folds of the fabric began to roll down the inner sides of your thighs. sungho's throat went dry at the sight, his shameless gaze following every single drop before moving up to your now-smirking face. “like what you see?” you asked, carefully sitting down on the edge of the pool and lowering your legs in up to your knees before getting ready to slip into the water completely. though you knew all about your princess treatment, you didn't even get the chance to fully sit on the edge before sungho wrapped his strong arms around your waist and thighs, gently lowering you into the water. you giggled, leaving a light peck on your boyfriend's cheek. he laughed in response, looking at you with such a warm, loving gaze that you could undoubtedly see all his endless feelings for you in it.
you didn't notice the dusk settling in because you were much too busy splashing each other and finding out who could hold their breath underwater for longer. so when you finally got tired you only then noticed that there were hardly any people left around you, except for another couple at the far end of the pool, which was so long that you could barely make out their faces.
you felt your boyfriend's embrace beside you becoming needier. his grip on your waist grew tighter, his fingers feeling over your soft sides and digging into them as he let out a long breath. you were about to turn around and tease sungho again, but he didn't let you — instead, he moved behind you and practically trapped you between his broad chest and the edge of the pool. his hot breath scorched your ear. “babe, did i tell you how sexy you look in this bikini?” your breathing grew slower.
“i guess i figured that out based on your countless hard ons.” you wanted to joke, but when you felt your boyfriend's hard, hot cock against the inside of your thigh, it stopped being a joke. sungho groaned into your ear, unconsciously rocking his hips forward. “i want to devour you, you know.” you almost moaned at those words — they were filled with his hunger for you — when you remembered the couple at the other end of the pool. “sungho, there are still people over there. we can't.” “you really think they're paying attention to us? if you're a good, quiet girl, no one will notice anything.”
you bit your lower lip, unconsciously submitting to his words. your elbows were still resting on the edge of the pool, and your nails almost dug into the marble in front of you as you tried to control the sounds barely escaping you.
sungho took the lead. his hands roamed freely over your body, groping your soft flesh and making you freeze so you wouldn't make a sound. “you were just made for me to take you right here,” he growled into your ear, never stopping the movement of his hips, his hard cock pressing between your ass cheeks. “wanna show everyone how much of a good girl you are? because i want to show them how well i'm taking care of my princess.”
“sungho.” you were almost begging him to stop this torture, even though your words were completely at odds with your actions. of course, your boyfriend knew that if you didn't like something, you'd say so, and you wouldn't come back to it again. but the truth was something you didn't want to admit. this whole situation turned you on like crazy. sungho's warm hands on your thighs, already moving lower toward their inner sides, and the possibility of being caught in your most vulnerable state — it all made your head spin. so, after checking once again that the people at the other end of the pool were far away and clearly much more interested in each other than anything else, you turned your face slightly toward sungho and whispered, “are you going to finally fuck me or not?”
you could feel that your bikini was soaking wet, and it had nothing to do with the pool water. your pussy was already subconsciously clenching around nothing, eager to take anything sungho was willing to give you. “i'd fucking wreck you if we were in our room.” sungho's hands finally touched the place you wanted them most — his fingers moved up and down your slit before finally pushing the bikini fabric slightly to the side. “all bark and no bite,” you smirked, hoping to rile sungho up a little, but your confidence quickly faded as soon as you felt the mushroom head of his cock near your hole. in one smooth motion, he was inside you to the hilt, and you both had to hold back your moans. “if you keep talking shit, i'll make you take my cock down your pretty throat for everyone to see. wanna test me, princess?” you couldn't form a single sentence. sungho's hip movements remained completely unnoticeable to anyone else — he wasn't making any wide thrusts, just circling his hips while staying buried deep inside you. and that was so much worse, because at that depth, he never stopped stimulating the inner ends of your clit.
his palm finally moved lower, softly but insistently stimulating your clit from the outside too, and it made your head spin. you could feel how close you were to an orgasm. “can you come for me like that, baby? right here? please? wanna make you feel really good, baby.” sungho's mumbling things near your ear did all the work — you felt yourself clenching around his shaft. at the last moment, he brought your hand to your mouth, not covering it but giving you the chance to bite down on his index finger in the agony of pleasure so you wouldn't make any unnecessary noise. the way you pulsed around his dick was unbearable; you were literally milking him, so he followed you with a few last, soft movements, coming deep inside you and painting your insides white.
you rested your forehead against the edge of the pool, trying to steady your breathing, when you felt a quiet laugh and a soft kiss on the crown of your head. “remember what i said about devouring you, princess? let's head back to our room. i want to eat you out so fucking bad.”
Tw: double penetration, triple penetration, gay sex, foursome, poly, mxm, anal, use of lube, fingering, p in v, oral ( m & f receiving ), multiple creampies, fluff, smut, probably more
SYNOPSIS:
After coming home in broken pieces yesterday, your three boyfriends were anxiously waiting for you by the door.
However, when you came back home with a big smile on your face, there was only one way to celebrate.
A movie night.......or so you thought.
The clock on the wall crept closer and closer to the time you usually arrived home from work.
Both Nicholas and EJ were sat at the kitchen counter, while Yuma was pacing from one end of the room to the other.
He sighed, glancing towards the front door for what felt like the hundredth time.
"She should be home by now." He said. "What if something happened?"
EJ got up from the kitchen counter and made his way over to Yuma.
He wrapped his arms around his stomach and hugged him from behind.
"I'm sure she's okay." He said.
His words sounded reassuring enough, but even he couldn't stop himself from checking the time every few minutes.
Yesterday had shaken all of them more than they cared to admit.
Yuma folded his arms.
"I just hope today isn't like yesterday. I don't want her upset."
"It won't be," Nicholas said confidently. "She's fine."
The two boys turned to look at him.
"And how exactly do you know that?" Yuma asked.
Nicholas simply grinned.
"I can feel it."
"Feel it?" EJ frowned.
Nicholas placed a hand over his chest dramatically.
"I don't know. Call it boyfriend intuition."
Yuma rolled his eyes.
"Oh, here we go."
"I'm serious," Nicholas insisted. "She's okay today. I can feel it right here."
EJ laughed despite himself.
"You're ridiculous."
Before Nicholas could defend himself, the front door clicked open.
All three of them turned at once.
You stepped inside, kicking your shoes off before looking up at them with a bright smile.
"Hi cuties!"
You closed the door behind you and hung up your keys. When you turned around to face the boys, the simply stared at you.
Silence.
Yuma blinked.
EJ stared.
And Nicholas' grin immediately grew wider.
"I knew it!" He shouted.
Before anyone else could react, he jogged towards you and wrapped you in a warm hug.
"I told you two."
He looked over his shoulder at EJ and Yuma with the biggest smug smile imaginable.
"I told you she was okay."
You laughed, hugging him back.
"What are you talking about?"
"You'll never understand," Nicholas replied dramatically. "I have a gift."
EJ let out a quiet chuckle while Yuma released himself from EJ's grip and shook his head, smiling for what felt like the first time all day.
The four of you wandered into the living room, settling onto the sofa together.
-
Yuma was the first to speak.
"So?"
You looked at him.
"Are you feeling better today?" He asked.
You leaned back into the sofa with a content sigh.
"Much better."
EJ smiled before wrapping an arm around your shoulders, gently pulling you against him.
Without thinking, you rested your head against his chest.
"I'm glad." he murmured, absentmindedly rubbing your arm.
"After last night, why wouldn't she be?" Nicholas laughed.
Yuma laughed quietly.
EJ ignored him and looked down at you.
"So....what do you want to do tonight?"
You thought for a moment.
"We could watch a movie in bed?" You asked. "....with loads of snacks?"
Nicholas nodded immediately.
"I vote for that."
"Me too." Yuma agreed.
"Sorted." EJ smiled.
---
A little while later, the four of you were in your shared bedroom.
While Yuma and EJ stood in front of the TV scrolling through what to watch, Nicholas helped you out of your work clothes.
"You look exhausted," he said quietly as he handed you one of your tank tops.
"I was."
You took off your bra and handed it to him before you collected your top.
"But not anymore."
You slipped it over your head before removing your work trousers.
Nicholas smiled before gently brushing his hand along the hem of your panties.
"Good."
Across the room, Yuma finally found a film.
"Do you want to watch The scorch trials?" He asked you.
You looked over at him.
"Oooo yes please."
"My favourite film," Nicholas called as the two of you walked over.
"Oh really?" EJ asked as he got in the bed. "What happens then?"
You and Yuma both laughed as you waited for him to reply.
"I don't want to spoil it for y/n." Nicholas lied.
-
One by one, everyone climbed into bed.
Yuma sat in between EJ's legs and rested his back on his chest.
You settled comfortably in the middle next with EJ on one side, and Nicholas on the other.
EJ reached over, switching off the bedroom light.
The room fell dark apart from the soft glow of the television.
As the opening scene began to play, the four of you instinctively shuffled closer together beneath the duvet.
Everything felt peaceful.
---
An hour later
About an hour into the film, the room had grown quiet.
The only sounds were the television and the occasional rustle of the duvet whenever someone shifted.
Yuma sat up against EJ's body and leaned closer to him. He lowered his voice so he wouldn't disturb you or Nicholas.
"I'm getting a little bored." He whispered.
EJ sighed.
"Me too."
The two of them looked over at you and Nicholas, and you were both completely immersed in the movie ahead.
"Looks like they're still watching it though." EJ whispered.
Yuma pouted.
"What should we do?"
After a moment of thinking, EJ grinned.
"Come here."
He leaned forward and whispered his plan in Yuma's ear.
Slowly, a smile crept on his face too.
Just then, EJ took the remote and and turned the TV off.
You and Nicholas both turned to look at him.
"What was that for?" Nicholas asked him. "We were watching that."
He glanced down at you, noticing how comfortable you looked curled up beneath the duvet.
"I thought the whole point was to let her relax after since she had a good day."
Yuma exchanged a quick glance with EJ before smiling.
"Exactly." Yuma said. "Since today was a much better day than yesterday, we'd rather celebrate that than stare at a screen."
You sat up straight.
"Well......you're not wrong." You smiled. "What do you have in mind?"
Yuma smirked before he crawled over to you and Nicholas, and planted a soft kiss on both your lips, one after the other.
"Let's have sex......again."
---
After contemplating whether you had the energy for it or not, you eventually agreed.
"Okay fine." You smiled. "But you guys are gonna have to put in the work. I'm not topping."
All three boys smiled.
"U got it."
"Perfect."
"Just the way I like it." Nicholas joked.
Just then, Yuma and EJ both got up from the bed, and began to strip.
First they took off their tops and then their shorts.
While Yuma removed his boxers, EJ opened the bedside draw and brought out a bottle of lube.
"You guys go first." EJ said to you and Nicholas. "It's been a while since I've fucked Yuma."
Hearing this, Nicholas excitedly jumped up, and almost tore off his clothes.
"Fuck yeah."
You rolled your eyes and kicked the duvet to the floor, while Nicholas took off his boxers.
He then climbed onto to bed, and slowly started sucking on your jaw.
"Let me take this off for you." He whispered as he brought down your underwear.
After he tossed them to the floor, he began gently rubbing his fingers within the folds of your pussy.
You hugged him around his neck and closed your eyes.
Within seconds, he had picked up his pace and had inserted two lengthy fingers inside you.
"Fuck Nicholas." You gasped.
He then licked your flesh from your jaw to your chin, and wrapped his mouth around yours.
---
Next to you, Yuma was lying on his chest while EJ sat above his legs.
He squeezed some lubricant in his hands and slowly began stroking his cock with it.
He then leaned forward and kissed the side of Yuma's face.
"I love you." He whispered.
Yuma smiled.
"I love you too."
With his chest pressed against Yuma's back, EJ slid his dick up his ass and began thrusting into him slow.
Yuma moaned and tightly gripped the sheets below him, while EJ held onto his hips and started slamming into him.
---
When Nicholas's hand grew tired of fucking you, he sat up on his knees and dragged you down the bed by your legs.
He lifted your tank top above your chest and began sucking harshly on your tits - his favourite.
"Are you gonna fuck me or just continued to tease me." You asked cheekily.
He looked up at you and scoffed.
"Is that how it is?" He grinned.
You smirked.
"Okay." He said as he sat up on his knees. "Have it your way."
He lifted your legs up to rest on his shoulders, and held onto the front of your thighs.
Without using his hands, he jolted his hips forward and pushed his dick up your pussy.
You immediately covered your mouth with your hand in an attempt to not scream.
"No crying today y/n. You asked for it."
Wasting no time, he dug his nails into your thighs and began pounding your pussy repeatedly.
The sound of his skin slapping against yours, echoed through the room.
The only other sound you could hear, was the desperate whines of Yuma beneath EJ.
---
5 minutes later
Beside you, EJ had his forehead resting on the back of Yuma's, and he was panting into his skin.
"You're so tight." EJ breathed.
With each stroke, he was getting closer to his climax.
EJ moved his hands from Yuma's hips and hugged his arms around his stomach.
Hugging him tighter, EJ tensed up and came inside him.
"Holy shit." He said as he slid out.
He sat up on his knees and wiped the sweat from his forehead.
He watched as his cum slowly dripped out of Yuma, before Yuma turned around to lie on his back.
"That...was so good." Yuma panted.
He stretched his arms out, and EJ pulled him up till he was sat upright.
EJ cupped his face and kissed him sweetly on the lips.
They then both turned their heads and looked at you and Nicholas.
"Let's go join them." Yuma smiled.
---
While getting fucked senseless by Nicholas, you bit down on you your hand as gentle tears flowed down your face.
Nicholas then moved your legs down to the mattress, and held himself up by his fists on the bed.
"Take your hand out your mouth." He whispered.
You slowly moved your hand away from your mouth, and you immediately let out a soft cry.
"Don't hold back y/n, let us hear you." EJ said as he approached you on your left.
He layed down next to you on the bed, and sucked on your neck while he fondled your nipple.
You then felt another hand massaging your right inner thigh.
It was Yuma.
Without a word, Yuma wrapped his mouth around your nipple and bit down on it.
And at the same time, he lifted your right leg up, and placed his dick in the corner of your pussy, right next to Nicholas'.
Your head shot up and you screamed.
"Oh....fuck."
Yuma chuckled lightly on your boob.
"There you go. Let it out."
Like an animal, Yuma quickly went from 0 to 100, and thrusted his dick into you at a rapid pace.
Feeling Yuma's cock brush up against his in your warm, wet pussy, Nicholas weakly released strings of cum inside you.
"Ughhhhh yes." He groaned. "Fuck."
The second Nicholas pulled out of you, EJ sat up.
"My turn."
---
EJ crawled over to Nicholas, and when he was before him, he held onto Nicholas' ass and kissed him slow.
Nicholas rested his hands on EJ's chest, and gently rubbed his bare cock against his.
The more they fleeted their dicks together, the louder their muffled moans became.
When you opened your eyes and saw them, you spoke over your cries.
"Hey." You said shakily. "Today's about me."
The two of them parted their lips and looked at you.
"Sorry princess." Nicholas laughed. "Coming."
Nicholas gave EJ a quick peck, before they swapped sides.
EJ was on his knees between your legs, and Nicholas was laying on your right, kissing your cheek.
For a moment, EJ simply watched the way Yuma's cock was thrusting in and out of you.
EJ the got down on his chest, and put his face between your legs to get a better look.
"So pretty." He whispered.
In that second, EJ placed his mouth on your pussy, and stuck out his tongue so Yuma could also fuck his mouth, while he fucked you.
"That feels so fucking good." Yuma panted.
He looked up at you.
"You like that y/n? You like EJ eating you out while I fuck you?"
You dried the tears from your face and nodded.
"Y-yes."
Nicholas took your hands off your face and wiped your tears for you.
"You don't need to move a muscle okay? Just lie down and let us take care of you."
You nodded once again.
"Good girl."
Feeling another orgasm coming, EJ quickly sat up and squeezed his dick inside you.
He put his hands up to your waist, and gave you slow strokes.
Next to you, Nicholas was growing envious of the other two boys.
So he came up with an idea.
---
"You have space in you for one more person right?" Nicholas asked you with a smile.
You could barely make out what he was saying due to the loud sound of skin slapping against yours, and the moans of two other boys.
As a result, you nodded.
"Perfect."
Nicholas carefully lifted your body up and shuffled himself underneath you.
When your back was layed flat against his chest and stomach, he kissed the back of your ear and put his dick in your ass.
"OH SHIT!" You screamed.
EJ and Yuma both looked up at you to see what caused your reaction.
"What?" Yuma asked. "Too much?"
You quickly shook your head.
"Ni-Nicholas." You squealed.
Both boys looked at Nicholas underneath you and connected the dots.
EJ looked down between your legs and when he didnt see Nicholas' cock in your pussy, he knew where it was.
"Don't worry." EJ chuckled. "We'll be quick."
With that, both Yuma, Nicholas and EJ, fucked both your holes like there was no tomorrow.
---
10 minutes later
"Im gonna fucking cum." Yuma whined.
"Me too." You squealed.
Yuma turned your face to his and kissed you while he caressed your cheek.
"We'll cum at the same time okay baby?"
"Wait for me." Nicholas groaned from the back. "I'm gonna cum too."
EJ chuckled.
"Might aswell wait for me too then."
Yuma ripped his mouth off yours and held onto the side of your neck as he came.
"I'm cumming." He hissed painfully.
At the same time, you could feel EJ tense up inside you.
You watched as he pursed his lips together and shut his eyes tight.
"Mmmm." He hummed.
Watching him, you had your orgasm too.
"I think she's cumming on us." Yuma said out of breath.
"I can feel it." EJ added.
-
As the two boys pulled out of you, you sighed in relief while EJ flopped on the bed next to Yuma.
"Don't relax just yet," Nicholas whispered in your ear, "I'm not done."
He hugged his arms around your boobs and fast fucked you for a few more seconds......till he had his second orgasm.
---
A moment later
By now, the four of you were laying on the bed, a hot mess.
That was the first time you had taken all three of your boyfriends at the same time, and you were still in shock.
"You okay?" Yuma asked you.
Both EJ and Nicholas looked up to see you.
You turned over to lie on your stomach and you sighed.
"More than okay."
End.
Author's note: It's finally outttttttt yayyyyy. Made this second part based on this request. I hope you liked it. 💗💗💗💗💗
in which you take a nap and give nico permission to try a kink you've always fantasized about. or - the one where you wake up with nico inside you.
wc: 2k | notes: smut (don't like it? don't read it), consensual somnophilia, raw sex, creampie, cockwarming, breeding kink, nico gets rough, minors do not interact!
It was a hot summer day, too hot to be outside under the sweltering sun. Instead, you opted to read on the couch with a fan oscillating back and forth. It became so rhythmic and quiet, you fell asleep with the book in your lap.
Meanwhile, Nico was seething, much like the broiling air outside. He was annoyed and stressed, and nothing was going to soften his mood.
The moment he laid eyes on you, he stood corrected.
You looked so peaceful on the couch, sleeping soundly. Nico quietly stepped out of his shoes and put his things away, careful not to wake you. All the while, your boyfriend was eyeing you.
Dressed in a sheer tee and panties in an attempt to stay cool, you looked mouth-watering. Nico crept closer, remembering the conversation you and he had where you gave him permission to touch you in your sleep.
Nico watched your face when he lowered to the couch, fully expecting you to wake up when he carefully slipped your panties off.
"I don't know. It turns me on, you fucking me awake," you'd told him before, and Nico had gotten so hard he couldn't see straight.
It just meant you trusted him deeply with your body. And Nico got off to that. The connection he had with you was indescribable. Your total surrender, only getting pleasure from him.
Nico's hands gently traced up your body, under your tee, which was sticking to you slightly because of the light sheen of sweat on your skin. He gingerly pulled it over your head and dropped it to the floor, situating himself between your legs.
To Nico's surprise, you still didn't wake when he palmed your sex. He started to debate if fingers in your cunt might pull you out of sleep and selfishly, Nico wanted only to wake you with his cock.
Slicking his length with his saliva, which was already painfully hard in his hand from seeing you pliant beneath him, Nico fitted his cock into your entrance and pushed in, inch-by-inch, feeling your velvet walls give way.
You still didn't move, which both annoyed and relieved Nico. On the one hand, he thought penetrating you would wake you right up, having to stretch to accomodate him. On the other, you staying asleep meant he got to use you exactly as you had asked him to.
Nico propped up on his hands and knees, and eased his cock back and forth in your perfect pussy. Your bodies touched only where he gloved his dick in you. A groan escaped him, then another; Nico knew he wasn't going to last long.
And given you were asleep, he didn't have to worry about how fast he was finishing.
There was a little wet slap every time he thrust, making Nico shake his head that you could still get so wet for him even while you slept. He watched your breasts bounce with his movements and he hissed, "You don't even know how perfect you are."
Nico sped up, grasping your hips and emptying himself inside you, his sounds of pleasure filling the room. Nico's eyes lolled and he blinked to clear his vision, shaking his head. His hair was damp with sweat and the fan made the drops cool on his skin.
Looking down at you, sleeping soundly with a belly full of cum, made Nico decide he was staying right there, his cock still between your folds. He lowered down, pressing a soft kiss on your chest before laying his head in the crook of your neck.
You don't remember what you were dreaming about, only that you felt warm and safe. And full. A little tension stitched your brows.
Nico kept kissing at your neck, the wet pop reaching your ears. Your legs shifted, rubbing against his hips. Nico felt his cock getting hard inside you again (not that he'd gone totally soft while your pussy warmed him), and he thrust forward gently, reflexive to your walls clenching on him.
"Nico," you sighed, slowly waking. Your hands instinctively went to his waist and your eyes opened, a kiss landing on your lips the moment your gazes met.
Nico kissed you with hot intent, slipping his tongue into your mouth as he stroked his cock back and forth in your cunt, biting his lip when you moaned.
"Hear that?" Nico asked, referring to the very wet pop when he bottomed out.
You met his eyes and nodded.
"You're already full of cum, baby."
Arousal flushed through your body and you tightened your thighs on his waist, drawing him into you. Your voice was weak when you asked, "You fucked me and came in me already?"
Nico smirked darkly. "Mmhm."
"How was it?"
"I didn't last long," Nico said with a little chuckle, still arching his hips into you.
You smiled bashfully, earning yourself another kiss. Settling deeper into the couch, you draped your legs on Nico's hips, held onto his arms, and lost yourself in his eyes as he fucked you.
Nico couldn't pull his gaze from you. He eased himself back and forth in your wet, warm pussy, eagerly sucking him back in. Your body was so in love with him and Nico was obsessed with you.
Little nothings spilled from your lips and you bit down to fight them. Nico was so hard and deep, you could feel him in the pit of your stomach. Already being slick with his load turned you on, along with the image of him using you like a vessel for his pleasure.
"You're so fucking beautiful," Nico groaned, tracing his thumb over your bottom lip, freeing it from your teeth. "Just wanna fuck you for hours. Feel that pussy come on me."
"Do it," you sighed, winding your fingers into his sweaty hair and tugging. "Make me feel you for days."
"Fuck," Nico swore, crashing his lips on yours and kissing you hungrily. The lewd wet squelch when he bottomed out made his cock twitch and he shoved in harder, making you arch up into him.
Curious, you peered up into his dark eyes and asked, "Did you stay in me after you came?"
Nico smirked a little. "Yeah. Filled you up, stayed in, and kept pumping balls deep in you."
"Oh god..."
"Tight fucking pussy didn't let me get soft," Nico whispered hotly, his thrusts coming faster, his hand brushing up your body to palm your breast. "Just wanted to milk more cum outta me, huh?"
You nodded, his words and his voice making your cunt clench on him. Your toes were already curling. Orgasm was on the tip of your tongue.
In the next second, Nico's hand left your breast to wrap around your throat and squeeze. He smacked his hips into yours, driving into you with the intent of finishing you off, and his lips ghosted over yours when he said, "Come for me. Now. Don't make me say it again."
You were sore from his big cock stretching you out, stuffing you full over and over, that you felt like a nerve laid bare, all the stimulation hitting you at once. You felt the pleasure of him deep in your belly hitting the spot just right and at his command you came, your cries cut off by the hand around your throat.
"Good girl," Nico sighed, working you through the orgasm at his steady pace, grunting at the pulsing of your sex on his dick.
If two people were meant to be tangled together, Nico knew in his soul it was you and him.
After hitting the peak, your body shook from the euphoria, your eyes lolling into your head. You realized too late that you'd found purchase in Nico's back, your nails digging into his skin. Nico, of course, was delighted. He lived for the marks you left behind in his flesh; a reminder that he'd buried his cock inside you.
Nico groaned and licked his lips to wet them, kissing you as he kept colliding his hips into yours, your little noises filling his mouth. "I know, baby," he said, loving your whimpers. "Just a little more."
You were right at your limit. Your cunt was sore in the best way, but Nico's stiff cock kept sheathing inside you. If he had his way, he'd keep easing his dick in and out of your pussy until one of you tapped out.
"Please, come," you begged him in a faint whisper.
Nico assessed you a moment, watching your pretty face tense when he thrust in, then your breasts bouncing with his movements. He didn't want it to end, but your body was screaming for a reprieve. Nico grabbed your hands and pinned them above your head, and started to fuck you at a relentless pace.
"Take it, baby." His voice was a growl, almost drowned out by your moans and whines. "Almost there. Fucking shit. You're gonna take all of it."
You cried out when his cock kissed your cervix and with another stroke Nico came with a loud groan, painting your walls with another load. You watched his eyes go hazy, his lips parted, his arms shaking as he gripped your hands tighter, the pleasure tearing through his body.
"Fuck," Nico chanted, trying to catch his breath and failing. He was panting. He stayed painfully still, his cock taking its sweet time going soft in you, but once it did, he pulled out and fell back onto the other side of the sofa.
It caught you off-guard; how empty you felt with him no longer filling you, but then you were distracted by his cum slipping out and you quickly rolled to your side and closed your legs.
Nico was there in a flash, steering you onto your back again and, holding your legs together, bent toward your body. "Keep it all in," he whispered darkly.
You let him do as he pleased, because the man had tapped into everyone of your kinks, and all he did was turn you on so bad you couldn't think straight.
Nico couldn't help himself; he cupped your sex, teasing his fingers through your folds and moved your ankles to be on his shoulders just as he locked eyes with you.
You made a little noise and Nico couldn't decipher it so he asked, "Sore?"
You nodded.
"How sore?"
"If you put your dick in me again right now I'd probably die," you quipped.
Nico chuckled. "Lucky for you, my balls are empty at the moment. Thanks to you."
You bit your lip, staring at his handsome face damp with sweat and flushed with heat, and thinking, This sexy motherfucker...
Nico cocked his head and asked, "If you're so sore, why are you looking at me like that?"
"I can't help it."
Two fingers slowly pressed into your swollen cunt and you gripped the sofa in your fists, crying out his name in a mix of surprise and fuck, how could it hurt so good?
Nico shook his head. "I swear to god, baby. I just wanna fuck my cum into you all day."
the events that follow after your boyfriend and his best friend kiss during a game of spin the bottle.
pairing: wang nicholas x fem!reader x byun euijoo
warnings: smut MDNI, drinking, threesome, MXM content (don’t read if you don’t like that), masturbation, nichojoo making out, fingering, hickeys, handjobs, blowjobs, nipple play, pussy eating, cum swallowing, unprotected sex, cumming inside (and out?), lmk if i missed anything.
wc: around 5k.
“no. absolutely not,” ej said, grabbing the empty beer bottle from the middle of the circle.
“hey, the spin the bottle gods have spoken,” nicholas responded, raising his hands up in defense. “they want me to kiss your girlfriend.”
you stared down at your lap, refusing to make eye contact with either of them. you’d only been at this party for an hour, and you were already regretting coming.
you’d wanted a nice, quiet evening in with your boyfriend, ej, and typically, he wanted the same. but it was his friend fuma’s birthday, so he had to come to the party, and you went along as well.
how you ended up playing a game of spin the bottle in a circle of only men was beyond you, though. so far, you’d witnessed some of ej’s best friends kiss, which was an interesting sight to the say the least.
but then nicholas spun the bottle, and for the first time that night, it landed on you.
“no one wants you to kiss my girlfriend,” ej argued. “especially not me or her.”
“come on already,” yuma whined. “either kiss or don’t—i’m getting bored.”
nicholas looked over at you. you looked at ej, ej looked back at you, and then you looked back to nicholas.
“oh my god,” ej huffed. “you can kiss her cheek, but that’s the most you’re getting.”
you let out the sigh you’d been holding in, relieved that ej made the decision for you because you weren’t sure what you were supposed to do.
so, nicholas crawled over across the circle to you, tilted your head to the side and planted a warm, soft kiss on your cheek, lingering slightly longer than he should’ve.
ej rolled his eyes, shaking his head in disapproval—not at you, but at his own best friend.
the game carried on, and proved quite entertaining as you got to watch many of ej and your friends share a kiss.
and then it was ej’s turn to spin.
of course, out of all the people it could’ve landed on, it landed on nicholas.
“wow, i’m pretty lucky today,” nicholas said with a glint in his eyes, a smile on his typically serious face. “tell me i get more than just your cheek.”
“you’re such a freak,” ej responded, and then he looked over at you. “it’s not up to me, though. it’s whatever y/n is comfortable with.”
your breath caught in your throat. everyone in the circle was looking at you now. it was all up to you whether or not you were okay with nicholas kissing your boyfriend.
you knew it was just a stupid party game. it wasn’t a big deal, and you knew how ej and nicholas liked to joke around and flirt sometimes. this was nothing. it was just a kiss.
“you can kiss,” you said, leaning back on your palms with a smirk. “just make sure to put on a show.”
“you’re a freak, too,” ej said to you jokingly, before turning back to nicholas.
the circle watched with anticipation as nicholas crawled across the floor yet again, then sank to his knees once he was in front of ej.
you watched carefully as nicholas brought his hands up to cup your boyfriends face, tilting his head up. ej gazed up into nicholas’s eyes, his expression completely serious. in fact, both of them looked far too serious for just a dumb party game.
their faces were getting closer and closer, their lips just an inch away. and then they were pressed together—nicholas cradling ej’s face in his large hands, their lips moving fluidly against each other.
you gulped, feeling your face start to warm. it seemed like they were actually into it, like they’d forgotten where they were and what they were doing, that it was just a game of spin the bottle. they seemed to have forgotten that people were watching them.
they weren’t even kissing anymore, but entirely making out. you swore you even saw a glimpse of one of their tongues for just a second, and it made your breath hitch in your throat.
“jesus, you guys,” yudai spoke up, laughing. “you can quit now.”
nicholas pulled back, lips glistening with your boyfriends saliva. ej stared up at him, a glimmer of something in his eye that you couldn’t make out.
if you weren’t euijoo’s girlfriend, you would’ve thought they were the ones dating. you felt like by just sitting there, you were interrupting something.
the circle fell silent—an awkward silence. nicholas cleared his throat, then shuffled back to his spot in the circle.
“um,” ej spoke, avoiding eye contact with anyone. “i don’t really wanna play anymore.”
you noticed he had his hands awkwardly positioned over his lap, and when he saw you noticed, he pulled his knees into his chest.
“me neither,” nicholas said. “i’ve kissed enough people.”
they met each others eyes from across the circle, then quickly tore their gazes apart.
“let’s go get another drink,” you suggested, trying to intercept and break the tension.
“yes!” ej agreed, hoisting himself up. “that’s a great idea.”
together, you two found your way through other party goers, into the kitchen. ej was quick to pour himself a hefty cup of liquor.
he took a long sip, then placed his cup on the counter and turned to you.
“i’m so sorry,” he said. “i don’t know what happened. i mean—i didn’t think he was gonna kiss me like that, and then it just kept going and we’ve both had too much to drink, and—”
suddenly, ej stopped talking, his gaze falling just past you, and he gulped.
you frowned, turning around to see what it was that had captured his attention. of course, it was nicholas, leaning in the doorway.
“that was hot,” he said, walking over to you two.
“shut up,” ej scolded.
nicholas chuckled, taking a sip from his red cup.
“well, y/n thought it was hot, too,” he said, motioning over to you. your eyes widened. “i saw the way you were watching us.”
ej’s eyebrows furrowed even further together, glancing over at you. both of them, with equally intimidating stares, were facing you, waiting for you to admit it or defend yourself.
what were you supposed to say? would ej get mad if you admitted that you did think it was kind of hot watching him make out with his best friend? would he think you were weird?
“i-i—”
you were sputtering out nonsense, still fighting a battle as to whether you wanted to defend yourself or admit the truth.
luckily, nicholas was there to do it for you.
“look at her,” he said with a laugh. “it’s obvious she liked what she saw. we’ll do it again for you, if you want.”
“no, we won’t,” euijoo interjected with a scoff.
and then, just for a split second, he saw it. on your face, a flash of disappointment. it was unconscious even to you, but it seemed like deep down, you were a bit disappointed that he wasn’t interested in recreating the show you’d seen just a few minutes earlier.
“wait a minute,” he said. “you actually liked it?”
“i-i mean, i don’t know,” you answered, struggling to meet either of their eyes.
“tell me, baby,” ej pried. “just tell me the truth. i won’t be upset.”
your face was pulsating, your cheeks red. it took you a minute to muster up the strength to give him the true answer.
“yeah,” you finally admitted. “i liked it.”
you glanced up at them for just a moment to see them exchanging some kind of look. you didn’t know what it meant. all you knew was that nicholas was smirking at euijoo, a mischievous little grin.
“you know,” nicholas said, setting his cup down, “i think we should get out of here.”
-
the three of you left the party together and ended up back at yours and ej’s apartment.
it was awkward, admittedly, sitting on the couch in between the two men. none of you quite knew what to say, and the silence was deafening.
of course, it was nicholas who eventually broke the silence.
“so, should we get it started?” he asked.
“get what started?” euijoo asked, already annoyed.
“you know,” nicholas replied. “your girl wants a show. let’s give her one. and now that we’re all alone, she can join in on the fun.”
euijoo glanced down at you, scanning your face, looking for the assurance that you wanted to keep going.
“you really wanna do this?” he asked you.
“if you do, i do,” you affirmed.
he took a deep breath, glancing from you over to nicholas.
then, finally, “fine. let’s go to the bedroom.”
although it wasn’t his apartment, nicholas led the way down the hall to the bedroom, practically skipping with excitement.
you and euijoo followed, and within a few seconds, the three of you were on the bed.
you were laying back against the pillows, while euijoo and nicholas sat beside each other down at the end of the bed where your feet were.
“did you like kissing me earlier?” nicholas asked, eyes trailing ej up and down.
“it was…” euijoo trailed off, searching for the right word. “fine.”
nicholas scoffed, offended.
“it was better than fine and you know it,” he replied.
you sat up on your elbows, hardly sparing a blink as you watched their faces get closer and closer to each other.
“i wasn’t thinking straight,” ej said. “it’s hard to remember.”
nicholas hummed.
“then let me remind you.”
he grabbed euijoo’s face in one of his large hands, rings probably cold on euijoo’s skin, and then joined their lips together.
you watched in awe at the way their lips seems to just melt into each other’s, how it seemed so natural the way they kissed, like they’d been doing it for years.
after a moment, ej brought his hand up and wrapped it around the back of nicholas’s neck, pulling him in even closer. at that, nicholas moaned into ej’s mouth.
you caught a sliver of one of their tongues entering the other one’s mouth, unable to figure out who’s was who’s. but then it became a battle of both their tongues, rubbing and intertwining with each other.
you squeezed your legs together, already feeing yourself getting worked up just from the sight of them kissing. all you wanted to do was to somehow get between them, to be in on their messy makeout.
euijoo pulled back a bit, glancing over at you to check on you and gauge how you were taking it so far. your eyes were blown out wide, lips glossy from how many times you’d licked them in the past few minutes.
“still doing okay?” he asked you, his torso pressed against nicholas’s.
“are you kidding?” nicholas said with a laugh. “look at her. she’s better than okay.”
ej noticed it but didn’t want to say anything so he didn’t embarrass you. it was obvious that them making out had made your horny, though. your thighs pressed together and your bright red cheeks were evidence enough.
he smiled a little.
“you can touch yourself if you want,” he offered.
that was all he said before he faced nicholas again and pressed their lips back together. you released a drawn out sigh, watching your boyfriend and his best friend devour each other.
you wanted to touch yourself, you really did, but it was nerve wracking to think about doing so in front of nicholas. he’d never see you in that kind of way, and you weren’t sure what he’d think.
regardless, he was occupied in something—someone—else, so you took the opportunity to slowly slide your hand down your body and into your pants.
straight past your panties, your fingertips brushed over your clit. you gasped, feeling how wet you already were, staring to rub the puffy bud in little circles.
nicholas’s hands trailed down euijoo’s body, desperately rubbing up and down his sides, pushing the fabric of his t-shirt up until it was bunched up around his shoulders. they pulled apart for a moment so ej could lose the shirt entirely.
nicholas’s eyes drank in the sight of ej’s bare torso, his hands gripping and rubbing your boyfriend’s supple skin.
“fuck, look at your little fucking waist,” nicholas practically growled against ej’s mouth. “you’re so sexy, juju.”
ej smiled and leaned back in, pressing his now bare torso against nicho’s as their lips intertwined once again. nicholas held ej’s waist as he slid his tongue back into his mouth, rubbing it against ej’s.
you couldn’t help the moan that escaped your lips, your fingers gliding further down your soaked pussy. you dragged them down your folds and back up, spreading your arousal and staring at the two men unashamed, biting your lower lip.
ej pulled back from the kiss to look over at you again.
“why don’t you take some clothes off, baby?” he suggested in that sickeningly sweet voice of his.
you immediately obliged, sliding your hand out of your pants to take your shirt and bra off, all while maintaining deep eye contact with him. you almost didn’t notice nicholas stripping as well, revealing his toned abdomen.
you unbuttoned your pants and got rid of them, left in nothing but your drenched underwear. both of the men eyed you hungrily, but ej was the first to make a move. he detached himself from nicholas and made his way up the bed over to you, finally kissing you instead.
you tangled your fingers in caramel-colored hair, moaning into his mouth. he kissed you slowly, sweetly, carefully, and you wondered if it was the same way he kissed nicholas.
meanwhile, nicholas rid himself of his pants, left in nothing but his boxers. he stared as you and ej kissed, watched the way your legs quivered and spread. there was a patch of wetness on your thin panties, and it had nicholas’s cock twitching.
“do you want him to touch you?” ej asked, briefly pulling back from your lips.
you glanced over at nicholas, feeling a wave of insecurity and intimidation wash over you at the way he was staring with that hard look on his face.
“i-i—”
“he won’t bite,” ej assured you, glancing behind his shoulder at nicholas. “even if it looks like he will.”
nicholas fixed his expression, trying his best to look less threatening for your sake.
“you’re soaked,” he commented, inching his way over to you and euijoo. “let me take these off you, yeah?”
silently, you nodded, gasping when his cold, ringed fingers hooked into the waistband of your panties and slid them down your legs. you tried not to think too hard about it—the fact that you were now completely naked in front of your boyfriend’s best friend, your bare cunt on full display for him.
sensing your horror, ej leaned back in and kissed you, distracting you from your embarrassment.
you gasped into his mouth when you felt nicholas’s fingers swipe up the length of your pussy, gathering your excess of arousal. he spread the wetness around, and his fingers prodded at your entrance. just when you thought he was going to slide them in, he dragged them back up and pressed down on your clit instead.
you whimpered into ej’s mouth, humping your hips up into the air desperately. it made nicholas chuckle, and only aggravated you.
“she’s so sensitive,” he mumbled, slowly circling your clit with his middle and ring fingers. “you’re just as fun to play with as ej.”
ej hummed before he pulled apart from your lips, glancing down at where nicholas’s hand was rubbing you.
“don’t tease her,” he scolded. “she’s been good, you can fuck her with your fingers.”
you gulped, surprised to see your boyfriend take such authority when he was normally more submissive leaning. even nicholas looked surprised for a moment to be told what to do, but nonetheless, he obliged.
slowly and gently, he slid his fingers inside your pussy, getting you nice and stretched out. you cried out, gripping the bedsheet as your walls clamped around his slender fingers.
“fuck,” nicholas mumbled. “she’s so warm ‘n wet.”
ej began peppering kisses down your jawline and to your neck, and you felt like you were in heaven. the soft suction of his lips on your neck and nicholas’s lengthy fingers pumping in and out of you was euphoric. you didn’t think it could get better until you felt another hand on your pussy—euijoo’s.
while nicholas was finger fucking you, ej began to slowly rub your clit in circles, and your eyes rolled back into your head.
“oh my god,” you moaned, not even knowing what to do with yourself because it felt so good.
“is that good, baby?” ej asked you.
“yes, euijoo,” you choked out, clenching around nicho’s fingers. “it’s so fucking good.”
he smiled against your neck, continuing to kiss his way down until he made it to your chest. he wrapped his lips around one of your erect nipples and began suckling softly on the bud, eyes fluttering shut in pleasure and relaxation.
you couldn’t believe this was happening—you had two of the sexiest men you’d ever seen in your life pleasing you at the same exact time. ej rubbing your clit and sucking your nipples, and nicholas fingering you so deep that you were practically wetting the bed with your arousal.
suddenly, taking advantage of the fact that your lips were free now, nicholas brought his face to yours and kissed you—for real this time. his lips on yours and the way he kissed you was nothing like the way ej kissed you. nicholas was rougher, more intense. his tongue found its way into your mouth quickly, and you had to match his pace, so you rubbed your own tongue against his, exchanging saliva.
you moaned into his mouth, your fingers tugging on ej’s hair as he tugged your nipple between his teeth. you were practically riding both their hands, inching yourself closer and closer to your high. you needed it desperately, and you couldn’t hide it from them.
“you gonna cum, baby?” ej asked, gliding his tongue around your nipple.
all you could do was nod into nicholas’s mouth, unable to speak even if you weren’t kissing him. he plunged his fingers as deep as they could go inside of you, and your legs clamped around both their hands.
“fuck!” you yelped, breaking apart from the kiss. “shit, nghhh—i’m cumming!”
you threw your head back, releasing a strained moan as your climax washed over you. you tugged your boyfriends hair, tightening around their fingers as the knot in your stomach undid itself.
“fuck, that’s it,” nicholas cooed, watching the way your legs twitched as you started to come down. “so fucking pretty when you cum.”
he pulled his fingers out of you, and ej detached from your nipple. they were both sat on either side of you, looking down at you. ej carefully caressed your tummy, lulling you back down from the intensity of your orgasm.
“you’re so hard,” nicholas suddenly said, motioning to ej’s cock, straining obviously in his pants.
suddenly, nicholas was reaching over you to plant his palm against ej’s covered length, feeling it pulsate under his hand.
“fuck,” ej hissed, instinctively jutting his hips forward, pressing his cock further into nicho’s grasp.
nicholas smirked at his best friend’s reaction, squeezing ej’s length over the fabric of his sweatpants. he dragged his hand back and forth, but when he decided that wasn’t enough, he tugged on the waistband and tugged them down enough for ej’s length to spring free.
at the sight of your boyfriend’s dick drooling with pre cum, you eagerly sat up on your knees and positioned yourself in front of him. ej looked down at you tenderly, bringing his hand to the back of your head to guide your mouth onto his length.
you took him well like you always did, kitten licking up the precum from his tip before taking the rest of his length into your mouth.
ej sighed in pleasure, dropping his head back. you glanced up, only to find nicholas leaning forward and planting a firm kiss to ej’s neck.
“fuck,” ej groaned, bringing his other hand to the back of nicho’s neck.
it was hard to keep your eyes open with the tip of his long cock gagging you when it hit the back of your throat every few seconds, but you refused to miss what was occurring in front of you. nicholas sucking hickeys into ej’s neck was a beautiful sight, and you could feel yourself getting worked up all over again.
and it only got better when you watched ej’s hand carefully drag down the front of nicho’s torso, stopping at the waistband of his boxers. they made eye contact, seemingly exchanging information telepathically, and then ej was slipping his hand into the other’s boxers.
“oh shit,” nicholas moaned as ej began stroking him slowly. “fuck—that’s good.”
you watched the bump of ej’s hand moving in nicholas’s boxers, so entranced by the sight that you found yourself slacking on the blowjob you were giving.
“mmm, keep going, baby,” ej urged, drawing you back in with that coaxing voice of his.
you turned your attention back to him, pushing him as deep into your throat as you could go. you clenched your eyes shut in discomfort, hollowing out your cheeks.
you deep-throated him for a few minutes before he let you up for a much needed breather. when your eyes reopened, you found that nicholas’s boxers were to his knees and ej’s hand was pumping his thick cock in a rapid motion.
again, you sat back and watched in awe. the chemistry they had, the way they both seemed to know what the other one liked, left you dumbfounded. you truly began to question if this wasn’t the first time they’d done something like this with each other.
“finish him off,” ej suddenly said to you, and your eyes widened.
“what about you?” you asked, glancing over at his long cock, standing straight up against his abs from how hard he was.
“don’t worry about me right now,” he retorted. “wanna see you take nicho, okay? wanna see you swallow everything he gives you. can you do that, pretty girl?”
you gulped with nerves, but nodded nonetheless. it was always hard to say no to ej, not that you wanted to.
you sat yourself on your knees in front of nicholas, face to face with his cock. a long vein ran all the way up from the bottom to the top, and so you traced it with your tongue before wrapping your lips around his bulbous tip.
“holy shit,” nicholas moaned, his hand finding the back of your head—not to push you, but to keep it firmly rested there. “that’s it, that’s a good girl.”
his words practically made you purr, your pussy nearly dripping onto the bed. you were so horny despite having cum all ready, but you needed more.
luckily, your boyfriend sensed that. before you knew it, ej was spreading your legs and positioning himself between them. and then, from the back, he licked a firm, electrifying stripe up from your hole to your clit, a lick so pleasurable that you whimpered around nicholas’s cock, jolting in delight.
“oh, yeah,” nicholas muttered. “fuck—is that good? you like getting your pussy eaten while you’re sucking me off?”
you eagerly nodded your head, your mouth stuffed too full to speak. although, you figured that even if your mouth wasn’t full, you still wouldn’t have been able to say anything. you were so fucked out, already dumb and you hadn’t even gotten fucked yet.
ej drank your arousal and licked your pussy up and down, circling the tip of his tongue against your puffy clit. you didn’t know what to do with your hands, so you opted for planting them on nicholas’s sharp hips, which gave you the leverage to suck him even deeper into your mouth.
your moans vibrated around his length, and he fucked his hips forward, making you gag when he hit the back of your throat.
“‘m fucking close,” he warned, tugging on your strands of hair.
you blinked up at him, your cunt tightening around euijoo’s tongue in excitement. just the thought of nicholas cumming was enough to make you feel like you could cum soon too.
he fucked his cock in and out of your throat a couple of more times before tensing, and then you felt the first string of hot, salty cum, hitting your tongue. you swallowed it and continued to do so with the ropes of it that followed, giving both him and ej what they wanted.
and nicholas looked so good when he came—his face scrunched up, releasing an array of beautiful sounds, abs tight and glistening with sweat—that suddenly, you felt like you were going to release all over euijoo’s face.
“e-ej!” you cried out, pushing your hips back into his face. “oh god, right there!”
his tongue rapidly flicked up and down, and suddenly, you, too, were cumming. you released all over his face, drenching him with your wetness, and he slurped it all up, licking your cunt clean.
you collapsed flat on your back against the bed when you were done cumming, looking up at the two men tiredly.
“wake up,” euijoo said, spreading your legs and making room for himself between them. “i haven’t cum yet, baby.”
your body was pliant from you sleepy you were, making it easy for nicholas to pick you up and place you on his lap, your back pressed to his sweaty chest. you put your feet on the tops of his thighs, spreading your legs and revealing your glistening pussy to ej.
you leaned back against nicho’s chest, steadying your breathing as ej lined himself up and nudged in until just his tip was inside you. with how wet you were, it wasn’t going to be hard for him to get you adjusted to his size.
as he slid inch by inch, nicholas wrapped one hand around your waist and brought it down to rub your clit. he used the other one to slide up your stomach and land on your breast, tweaking your hard nipple.
you felt like you were on another dimension, sandwiched between these two men, both of them stimulating every part of you. you felt so good, you couldn’t even do or say anything except lay there and take what they were giving you.
ej bottomed out and was quick to start thrusting, fucking you at a consistent pace from the start.
“is it good, baby?” nicholas asked in your ear, kissing just below it. “use your words.”
“it’s so f-fucking good,” you cried out, your body rocking back into his chest every time ej thrusted into you.
“you’re so pretty,” ej whispered, leaning forward to peck you on the lips. “such a sweet thing letting us play with you like this.”
you turned your head to the side and met nicholas’s lips, letting him snake his tongue into your mouth. you rubbed your tongues together, moaning pathetically and tiredly as ej fucked you hard and deep, his tip quickly finding your g-spot.
“mmmmph, oh my god,” you mumbled against nicholas’s mouth. “it feels so good.”
“i know,” nicholas cooed, pinching your nipples between his fingers. “i know.”
ej stared down at you in awe, perched on his best friend’s lap, making out with him. it was such an outrageously hot sight that he wanted to take a picture, and that way he’d never forget it.
but he was too close. he couldn’t think about stopping now, not when his orgasm was rapidly approaching. you could tell, too, based on his hips were moving fluidly, his thrusting losing its rhythm.
“cum again for me,” he commanded.
you looked up at him with big, watery eyes.
“can’t,” you whimpered out.
“hey, yes you can,” nicholas cooed, pressing his fingers firmly onto your clit. “you can do it. be good and cum for us, okay?”
you tossed your head back against his shoulder, and ej couldn’t resist. with your neck exposed like that, he felt like a magnet the way his hand immediately reached out to wrap around it. he squeezed just slightly, applying only a touch of pressure, but he knew it was just what you needed to get you to the brink of orgasm.
you clenched around him, legs shaking and threatening to close, but he kept them open. he thrusted, once, twice, three more times and then abruptly stopped, buried to the hilt inside of you.
you came with a silent, choked moan, your entire body twitching in nicholas’s lap. ej stuffed you full with his warm, sticky load, panting like he’d just run a marathon.
he slowly thrusted, riding and milking out both your orgasms, fucking his cum deep inside of you, where it belonged.
you were a mess. all three of you were, but you especially because—and you hadn’t realized it—but nicholas had cum against just from his cock rubbing against your back a few times. you were covered in cum from the inside out.
ej pulled out and helped you off nicholas’s lap. the three of your lay beside each other, practically melting into the sheets.
for a good ten minutes, there was silence. you were dozing off and only awakened when you felt a wetness on your skin.
you opened your eyes and realized the wetness was from ej wiping you off with a damp towel.
“you okay?” he asked, leaning down to kiss you softly on the forehead.
“mmm, yeah,” you answered tiredly.
nicholas was off the bed now, cleaning himself off and redressing. you realized, even in your tired state, that you didn’t want him to go. you didn’t like how neither them were laying beside you anymore.
“wait,” you called out weakly, getting nicholas’s attention. “can you guys just…get back in bed? can we just go to sleep together?”
ej and nicholas exchanged a glance.
“both of us?” nicholas asked.
“yeah,” you said. “if that’s okay.”
nicholas, who’d just put his shirt back on, immediately took it back off and crawled back into bed with you.
“more than okay,” he assured, kissing your cheek.
ej chuckled and climbed back into bed on the other side of you, pulling you into his chest.
“i could get used to this,” you mumbled, closing your eyes.
and you could. you felt safe with both men there on either side of you. you thought that you didn’t want this to be just a one time thing.
“yeah,” ej agreed. “me too.”
the three of you fell asleep then, an end to a night that none of you expected.
Professor EJ (22) x Academy Student (18+) fem reader
Read parts 1 - 4 on my page
Two chapters in this part - extra long ✨️
Tw: dry humping, just the tip, edging, teasing, fingering, public, creampie ( suggested ), angst, fluff, maybe more
PART FIVE: ULTIMATUM
2nd period
When you arrived in class, you saw Harua already sat in his seat beside yours.
As you made your way over to your seat, he looked at you strange.
"What happened to you?" He asked. "You look a bit....scruffy."
You sat down and opened up your bag.
"Mr Byun happened." You whispered towards him.
He tilted his head.
"What?"
Just then, Mr Byun coming rushing in.
"Sorry I'm late." He panted. "It seems I lost track of time."
As he walked over to his desk, both yours and Harua's eyes immediately fell to the obvious bulge in his pants.
Harua looked back at you, and you grinned.
"No way." He said with his jaw on the floor.
You smiled.
"I'll tell you later."
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During the class, everything was normal.
Mr Byun would occasionally steal glances at you while addressing th class, and you would talk to Harua when his back was turned.
-
When everyone was busy quietly writing down in their books, you looked up and saw Mr Byun staring at you. He then quickly looked away and began typing on his laptop.
Cute.
As you continued writing, you remembered what the two of you had just done in his office.
You remembered lying flat on your back on his desk, while he desperately dry humped you, moaning softly in your ear.
Between your legs, you could feel your pussy throbbing.
Usually, when you felt horny in class, you would just wait for it to die down or wait till you got home to sort yourself out.
However, with Mr Byun as your teacher, you might aswell just do it here.
After taking a quick look around, everyone had their head down in their books, and Mr Byun was nose deep in his laptop.
You then brought a hand down to your pussy and quickly covered your gand with your skirt so no one would see.
Slowly, you began rubbing your warm center with your fingers while thinking back to and hour ago.
You looked up at Mr Byun who still hadn't noticed you yet, and you felt hotter by just looking him.
For such an innocent looking man, he sure was just as perverted as you were.
Feeling your eyes on him, Mr Byun looked up from his laptop and locked eyed with you.
At first, he was shocked as he didn't expect you to be looking at him too.
But when he trailed his eyes down from your facial expression to underneath your desk, he froze.
He couldn't quite make out what you were doing since your skirt was covering your hand, but knowing how sneaky you are, he knew what you were up to.
While locking eyes with him, you slowly rose your skirt.
You didn't rise it high enough where your pussy was exposed for the whole world to see, but just high enough for Mr Byun to see your hand from his seat.
When you saw his eyes move down, you began rubbing your pussy in soft circles.
Mr Byun couldn't believe his eyes, or you.
He quickly looked back at his laptop to continue doing his work, ignoring you.
However, only a few seconds later, you saw him watching you again.
-
The more you touched yourself, the more you could see him growing nervous as he kept on looking around the classroom making sure no one was watching you.
It was as if he was protecting you in a way.
Because you knew Mr Byun was on the look out for you, you moved your underwear to the side and exposed your pussy to him.
The second he saw you, his cheeks flushed red and he immediately stood up.
"Umm...does anyone need any help?" He asked.
You quickly closed your legs and put your hand on your desk.
Seeing his reaction, you couldn't help but laugh quietly.
A student on the far side of the classroom raised his hand.
"Can I have some help please sir?" He asked.
Mr Byun nodded and made his way over to him.
"Ofcourse." He smiled.
When he passed your desk, you tapped Harua on his shoulder.
"Pssst, Harua."
He turned to you and leaned forward.
"What?"
You turned around to look at Mr Byun who was helping your classmate, then you looked back at Harua.
"When Mr Byun's done with him, watch me okay?"
Confused, Harua nodded.
"Okay?"
-
When your teacher was walking back to the front of the classroom, you put your hand up.
"Sir, I need some help please."
When Mr Byun turned around to see who called for him, his smile fell when he saw it was you.
Remembering where he was, he cleared his throat snd smiled.
"Ofcourse y/n."
You put you hand back down and sat patiently as he made his way over to you.
When Mr Byun approached your desk, with his back turned to Harua, Harua slowly looked up and turned to look at you both.
"What can I help you with?" Mr Byun said in a loud voice - clearly trying to tell you not to do anything funny.
You smiled at him.
"I don't understand what this question means?" You said as you pointed to your paper.
Mr Byun bent down and nudged his glasses up his nose to get a better look.
After a couple seconds of him reading the question aloud, you put both your hands on your skirt, and gently lifted it up till the majority of your plush thighs were right under his eye line.
Harua's jaw dropped to the floor and his mind began racing.
"What the fuck."
"Has she lost her mind?"
"I've fed her delusions too much."
Just as he was beginning to really panic, he saw one of Mr Byun's hands fall down, and press against your pussy.
Harua's heart stopped.
Mr Byun circled your pussy with his middle fingers for a quick 3 seconds, before he removed his hand and walked away like he did nothing.
Your POV:
After you rose your skirt to expose your thighs, Mr Byun sighed.
You were impossible.
He looked at you.
"You're gonna kill me y/n." He whispered.
After briefly looking around at your classmates, he put his hand down on your pussy, and pressed it gently.
Without realising it, Mr Byun closed his eyes.
"Ffffuck." He thought to himself.
You were so warm.
He only teased you for a few seconds, before he removed his hand from you, and walked away.
-
You quickly brushed your skirt down.
You knew you were going to get some type of reaction out of him, but in no way did you expect that.
When you turned to look at Harua, he looked as if he had just seen a ghost.
Both shook, the two of you looked forward at your own desks.
Beside you, Harua looked down at his lap, and he was as hard as a rock.
---
Lunch time
When lunch time came, the second Mr Byun dismissed the class, he dashed out the door.
Harua shot up to hus feet and slammed his hands on your desk.
"You're gonna tell me EVERYTHING."
---
A short while after, you and Harua were sat in the lunch hall and you were telling him everything that happened between you and Mr Byun since break time.
You told him about how Mr Byun said that he couldn't be in a relationship with you but he liked you.
About how he said he the two of you could be intimate but he won't let you kiss him.
And last but definitely not least, about how he dry humped you till he came in his office.
"And the last thing that happened, was what you saw in the classroom just now." You finished.
Harua finished chewing his food and slowly put down his cutlery.
"Y/n," He started, " I don't care about any of what you just said."
"What I just saw in the classroom......was HOT."
He put his head down in his hands and sighed.
He looked back up at you.
"I think I like him too now." He said.
Seeing how distressed he was, you laughed.
"Shut up, he's mine."
"We're gonna have to share cos the way he touched you so soft was just.........ugh."
You continued to laugh at him and you shook your head.
Just then, you noticed Jo walking around with his lunch tray and when he saw you and Harua, you waved for him to come over.
"Well, your gonna have to leave my man alone cos your boyfriend's on his way." You said to Harua.
Harua turned around to see what you meant, and when he saw Jo, he quickly turned back around and checked himself on his phone screen.
"Do you mind if I sit here?" Jo asked quietly.
Both you and Harua nodded.
"Sure." He said as he moved his bag.
---
After a moment of silence, Harua cleared his throat.
"Oh um, this is y/n, my best friend." He said to Jo while gesturing to you.
You smiled at him.
"Hi. You're Jo right." You asked.
Jo nodded.
"Yes. Nice to meet you." He smiled.
"Likewise."
After introducing yourselves, the three of you ate your lunch while talking about random topics.
-
Eventually, the conversation went from you, Jo and Harua, to just Jo snd Harua talking between themselves.
When you finished eating, you were just sat there feeling like the biggest third wheel ever.
However, you were happy for them.
Especially Harua since he was beginning to place his greedy little eyes on your man.
Speaking of your man, instead of just sitting here listening to the two lovers boys, why not go and do something......productive?
"Harua?" You called.
He turned to you.
"I'm gonna go now. I have something to do."
You gave him a certain look which he immediately knew meant you were going to see a special someone.
"Okay, have fun." He smiled.
You waved goodbye to Jo and so did he, before you put your lunch tray away and left the dining hall.
---
A little while after you left, Jo started smiling sheepishly.
Obviously, Harua noticed.
"What are you smiling about?" Harua asked.
Jo straightened his back and shifted his body to face him.
"Well, I was wondering if I could come over to your house again? I had a really nice time yesterday."
Harua's face lit up for only a second before he remembered something.
"Wait, what about your mum? Won't she be upset?"
Jo quickly shook his head.
"Not today. She's going to stay with her boyfriend and she usually doesn't come back till the next day. So.....I'm free."
Harua's shoulders relaxed and he smiled.
"Okay perfect. What do you want to do?"
Jo thought for a while and then shrugged.
"I don't mind. I just...really liked spending time with you." He smiled.
Harua melted.
No matter how hot Mr Byun was, to him, no one could compare to Jo's cuteness.
"A movie and snacks?" Harua asked.
"How about movies and snacks?" Jo smiled
Harua nodded.
"Deal."
---
When you arrived outside Mr Byun's office, before you could knock, he already knew it was you by the clicking sound of your shoes.
"Come in." He yelled from the other side.
Smiling, you opened the door, stepped inside and locked it behind you.
"It's a good thing you're here." He said as he finished his bite. "I wanted to talk to you. Have a seat."
You pulled out the chair opposite him and sat down.
He pushed his food to the side and crossed his arms on his desk.
"Whatever just happened in class last period, can't ever happen again. That was not part of what we agreed on y/n."
He spoke in a cold voice that slowly wiped the smile off your face.
"Oh."
"If anything like that happens again, I'm gonna have to cut things off with you because I can't risk my job here."
"Just to be clear, I'm not blaming you because I know that I also had a hand in it, but we can't do that again, especially when there's anyone around."
You slumped back into your seat and nodded slowly.
The thought of him cutting things off with you when they only just started a few hours ago, was frightening.
"Okay." You said in a low voice. "I'm sorry."
Mr Byun's ears perked up.
"What did you say?" He asked you in disbelief.
You sat up straight and sighed.
"I said I'm sorry." You pouted.
He stared at you briefly before he smiled.
"I didn't know the brat was capable of apologising." He laughed.
You looked away and rolled your eyes.
He then got up from his seat and walked around to you.
He crouched down on the floor to your level and looked up at you.
"Don't be sad okay. It's not over just yet."
You looked down at the floor, ignoring him.
He stretched one of his long arms and tilted your face to look at him.
"Okay how about this, if I see that you're being a good girl during the last class today, we can meet after school. How does that sound?"
You slowly brought your eyes to him.
"You promise?"
He nodded.
"I promise."
Feeling better, a tiny smile crept along your face.
"Okay." You smiled.
Mr Byun then stood up on his feet and leaned on his desk behind him.
"Okay now go enjoy the rest of your lunch. I'll see you in half an hour." He said.
You rose to your feet and stood infront of him.
"Do I atleast get a kiss on the cheek before I go?" You asked.
Mr Byun laughed and shook his head.
"Not until I see you've changed y/n." He smiled.
You frowned.
"Fair enough."
After you left, Mr Byun returned to his seat and reached for his food.
This was the first time he saw a soft side to you, and surprisingly, he liked it.
"Cute." He thought to himself.
---
When you returned back to the boys, Harua was so quick to tell you about the plans he had made with Jo.
"What about me?" You joked. "Can I not come too?"
Harua laughed and turned to Jo.
"Well, can she?" He asked.
Jo's ears went red and he slowly shook his head while smiling.
You and Harua both laughed.
"Don't worry, I wouldn't want to intrude." You said.
As the group of you continued to laugh and enjoy eachothers company, silently, Jo felt like he was finally a part of something.
The three of you sat in the dining hall till lunch ended, before parting to your separate classes.
---
Last period
During the last 2 hour class, you stuck to your word and you focused on your work.
With every passing minute, you were counting down the remaining time till you had Mr Byun all to yourself and it was the ibly thing keeping you from falling asleep.
When Mr Byun dismissed the class, you let out a large sigh and shot up to your feet.
"Finally." You said as you stretched.
Harua quickly told you bye before he rushed out the door to go and meet Jo.
Like routine, you slowly packed up your things as you waited for the classroom to clear.
When everyone was gone, you rushed to the front of the room and stood infront of Mr Byun's desk.
"So, how was I?" You asked with a grin." Was I a 'good girl'?"
"Hmmmmm. Let me think." He said as he closed his laptop and stood up.
He walked over to the door.
"Well, you did pay attention like I said you should."
He stopped infront of it.
"Didn't you."
"I did." You answered.
"Good."
He locked the door.
He then turned around and began walking towards the windows.
"You also remained quiet and didn't gossip with your friends. Right?"
Once again, you answered him.
"Yes."
He closed the curtains.
"Lastly, and most importantly,"
He turned around walked over to you.
"You kept those pretty legs closed. Correct?"
He stood right infront of you, cornering you at his desk.
You nodded.
"Then.....yes." He said as he patted your head. "I'd say you were a good girl."
"So what's my reward?" You asked
He chuckled softly.
"I've got just the thing."
---
5 minutes later, Mr Byun had turned off the lights to make the room appear as if it was empty from the outside.
You were spread on his desk while he was stood up, dry humping, again.
As much as you enjoyed it earlier, right now, you wanted more.
You put your hand on his ( that was holding your hip ) and you looked up at him.
"Mr Byun?"
He hummed. "Mhm."
"Can we do something else?" You asked him.
While still thrusting into you, he asked,
"Like what?"
"I don't know. Something with....less clothes."
He paused mid thrust.
"What do you mean?"
"Well, we already did this earlier and now I want a bit more."
He thought for a minute.
"As you wish." He said.
He then put his hands up your skirt and pulled down your underwear and dropped it on the floor.
You immediately smiled.
Finally, some action.
However, to your disappointment, he placed his trousers on your bare pussy and began humping you again.
Now you were getting frustrated.
You groaned.
"I want more. I want the real thing."
Mr Byun stood up straight and sighed.
"You know we can't do that. 'The real thing' is a big deal and it's way too soon."
You sat up straight and held out your hands for him to hold.
He grabbed them.
"Please. I did what you wanted during class, now it's my turn." You pleaded.
You looked at him with your big doe eyes, and he just couldnt resist you.
"Fine." He grunted. "But just the tip."
You squealed and hugged him around his neck.
"Yesss thank you."
He patted your waist and stared at you.
With your face only inches from his, you really wanted to kiss him, but you knew you couldn't.
End of part 5.
PART SIX: JUST THE TIP
In the classroom
After breaking apart from the hug, the older man gently unbuckled his trousers and pushed them down to his ankles with his boxers.
You already knew he was big from when you would feel his bulge when he humped you, but you didn't know he was long too.
"Shit." You whispered under your breath.
He chuckled. "Watch your language madam."
Excited, you put your legs up in the air, leaned back and parted them.
You watched as he stroked his cock before he angled it at your centre.
"Just the tip okay?" He whispered.
You nodded.
"Okay."
He then held onto one leg with one hand, and used his other hand to to gently push his dick inside you.
At the same time, you both closed your eyes and sighed.
"Ohhh sssshh—."
Mr Byun kept a close eye on his cock, making sure he didn't pass the round edge, before he pulled back out.
"You okay?" He asked quietly.
You smiled at him.
"Just fuck me already."
He bit his bottom lip as he put his tip back inside you. He then grabbed your other leg, held it up and slowly started raw fucking you.
With just his 'tip' ofcourse.
---
Harua's house.
By now, both Jo and Harua were sat on his couch while watching a movie.
Harua had selected a wide variety of snacks from his pantry and spread them all over the table in front of them.
As the movie went on, Jo was devouring snack after snack after snack.
Harua found it cute.
"Slow down there." He laughed. "The candy isn't going anywhere."
With his mouth stuffed with JellyBabies, Jo turned to him and quickly chewed.
When he was done, he smiled.
"Sorry, I've just never tried any of these before."
Harua's eyes widened.
"Really?"
Jo nodded.
"My mum doesn't really let me have sugar." He said as he bit down on a chocolate bar. "This is my first time in a few years."
"Why don't you just buy some and eat it at school?" Harua asked. "It's not like she's gonna find out."
Jo shrugged.
"I don't know. I'd rather not risk it."
Jo then turned back to the TV and rummaged though some more treats.
Once again, Harua's heart broke.
The more he learnt about Jo's life, the more he understood why Jo was as shy and unsocial as he was.
"You can have them all."
Jo looked at Harua.
"What?"
"I said, you can have them all. Eat as much as you want, I have more so it's okay."
Jo gave a gentle smile before he brought his focus back to the TV.
---
The Academy.
While spreading your legs wide, Mr Byun was rapidly edging himself with your pussy.
When you looked down between your legs, just as he said, he was fucking you with his tip and not an inch more.
"I'm about to cum." He panted. "I'm gonna pull out okay?"
With your lips shut tight, you nodded.
"Hold your legs open for me baby." He whispered.
You held onto the back of your thighs and he let go.
He put a hand on your lower stomach and wrapped the other one around his cock, before he began edging himself into you.
"Can't you cum in me?" You squealed.
"Absolutely not." He chuckled. "We're both not ready for that."
Almost immediately after, he pulled out and came onto the floor.
"Ughhhh." He grunted.
When he was done, he looked down at your pussy and simply stared.
Before he could get any more ideas, he guided your legs down snd he pulled you closer to sit upright.
"Satisfied?" He asked as he put your hands on his shoulders.
Weakly, you replied.
"Very."
The two of you stared at eachother for a while and he smiled.
"Come on, let's clean up."
You hopped down from his desk and searched for your underwear, while he dressed his bottom half and looked for something to clean the floor with.
---
10 minutes later
After convincing Mr Byun to let you stay with him for just a while longer, he was now sat in his seat with you sat sideways on his lap.
You had and arm around his neck and he had his hands clasped together around your back / waist.
"I want to know more about you." You said. "I don't even remember your full name or your age or anything."
He laughed.
"And why do you want to know all this?" He asked.
You looked down at your lap shyly.
"I just do. You know?"
Mr Byun shook his head and sighed.
"Okay, well my full name is Byun Euijoo, I'm 22 years old, I like collecting watches, and.......I enjoy teaching."
"Cute." You giggled. "That suits you."
He smiled.
"Now your turn." He said.
"Hmmmm well my name is y/n, I'm __ years old, I do ballet, and.....I liked it when you called me 'baby' earlier." You grinned.
"Okay, two things." He said.
"First, I didn't know you did ballet. And second, I don't remember calling you that."
You laughed.
"First, I've been doing it for two years and you probably don't know because practice starts next week. Second, you said it to me when you told me to keep my legs up."
When he thought about it, soon enough he remembered.
"Whatever." He said. "I don't remember."
"Liar."
"It's true, I don't."
"Sure."
"So..." you started. "Am I allowed some kisses now.....?"
"Hmmmm." He hummed.
You gave him a big smile with all your teeth, and he laughed.
"Come here." He said.
You brought the side of your face closer to him, and he gave you numerous cheek kisses.
"There you go." He whispered.
When you pulled back, you decided to also plant one soft kiss on his cheek too.
"There you go too."
After that, while staring at your pretty face right infront of him, Mr Byun melted.
"You're so cute."
As the words left his mouth, reality hit him.
He was getting way too comfortable and this wasn't part of the plan.
Holding you cpose to him while kissing your soft face, was exactly what he didn't want to happen.
He snapped back to reality and sat up.
"Okay you should probably go home now. It's getting late."
Unaware of his feelings, you stood up and checked the time on your phone.
"Oh." You said. "My last bus came a few minutes ago."
Mr Byun tilted his head.
"Really? Can't you get another one?"
"No, the rest don't go my way. I'm gonna have to walk." You sighed. "Even though I live over an hour away."
You walked around his desk to get your bag and you sighed again, this time louder.
Reluctantly, Mr Byun stopped you.
"Okay wait, would you like me to drive you home?"
You smirked.
"Oh no, you don't have to. It's oka—"
"Let's go before I change my mind." He said.
Clearly his attempt to get rid of you had failed, and now he was going to be with you a little longer than planned.
---
Harua's house
Overtime as the movie night went on, at some point during the second film, Harua and Jo had both fallen asleep.
Jo was sat up straight with his head back, while Harua had his head was resting on his lap.
They stayed sleeping together on the couch for almost a full hour, before Jo felt a tap on his shoulder.
When he lifted his head up, he saw Harua's mum.
"So sorry to wake you," she said, "I was just coming to ask if you're sleeping over. If you are, that's okay. I just need to know so I can set up the guest room for you." She smiled.
Jo wiped the sleep from his eyes and shook his head.
"No it's okay, I just lost track of time." He said. "I'm going home."
"Now worries." She whispered.
She then quietly snuck back upstairs.
When Jo looked down at his lap, he saw Harua resting his head there.
At first, he froze as he didn't know what to do or if it was even okay for him to move.
After a moment, Jo brought his hand down and brushed some of the boy's blonde hair from his face.
Just then, Harua's eyes opened and Jo quickly snapped his hand back.
Harua sat up and yawned.
"What's going on? Did I miss something?"
"No but I have to go home now. I don't want to miss my bus." Jo said.
Harua stretched and nodded.
"Okay, I'll see you tomorrow."
Mistaking Harua's stretch for something else, Jo leaned forward and hugged him.
Shook, Harua hugged him back.
Just when Harua was ready to pull back, Jo still had his arms around him and held him tighter.
"I'll see you tomorrow too."
With that, Jo stood up, put on his blazer, grabbed his bag, wore his shoes, and quietly left.
---
Outside your house
When Mr Byun pulled up outside your gate, he got out from the car and opened the door on your side.
When you stepped out, you smiled at him.
"Thank you." You said.
He shrugged.
"Don't worry about it. I'll see you tomorrow."
He hurriedly turned around and hopped back into his car.
Within seconds, he had driven off.
As weird as that was, you thought it was because he was flustered around you.
"Awwww he's shy." You whispered to yourself as you walked past your gate.
---
Mr Byun's apartment
When Mr Byun stepped through his apartment door, his roomate K was sat on the sofa.
"You're a bit late today EJ." He said. "Anything happen?"
EJ took off his shoes and sighed.
"What didn't happen today."
K rolled his eyes.
"Drama king."
EJ then went to his bedroom, flopped onto his bed and stared up at the ceiling.
"I'm in trouble."
End of part 6.
Author's note: I think Mr Byun is catching feelings oo la la 😁😁. Also Harua does not like your man, he just got hard cos who wouldn't lol.
pairing: kim leehan x f!reader [ft sungho, jaehyun, and woonhak from boynextdoor]
synopsis ; you love your boyfriend very much and just want to post him all the time!!
details/genre: oneshot, smau, established relationship, fluff, romance, funny, non-idol au, cutesy, and lovey-dovey things ♡
a/n -- well hello there.. this is an oneshot requested by @hyukmyungz3 who i love dearly.. hope u enjoy!!!
likes, reblogs, and comments are cherished! ♡
a/n -- guys im using the same profiles from the other leehan smau 😭 please bear with me here this DOESN'T happen in the other one... okay bye i love yall!
: imagining、 nicholas — 〔+18〕 ──── · x reader ॱ 🩶💬 ִ
💭word count : 1220 oversized nico, somno elements, dub-con, implied insomnia, unprotected (that’s a no no!), cream pie, dirty talk, established relationship.
please, i’m your : wettest dream
nights had fallen, sleepless, tossing and turning, head pounding, buzzing from the lack of rest. exhaustion crept in small intervals; first it was simply forgetting your water bottle, then forgetting simple conversations, it was noticeable... fully detaching from your body for days on end.
stress buzzed over your numbness, eye bags heavy, dark clouds that loomed over your skin. on the other hand… your boyfriend nicholas slept like a baby every night, tightly wrapped in the plush blanket you had just bought… for yourself.
he snored. loud. comical volume that shook your dizzying mind straight. yawning in the morning as if he was mocking your restless night. it was a repeated cycle that made everything around you turn to a blur. weeks ago, you would’ve joined him in this deep rem. now you lay awake, eyes burning a passionate red, wondering when sleep will finally take you.
this night was no different, at least you thought. nicholas snored just as loud as ever, now adding more obnoxious puffs after every deep breath. it felt like a sick prank; your eyes burned into the ceiling, the same ceiling that stared back at you every night, a taunting, mocking look it gave return at you.
rumbling shook your overthinking straight — nicholas, suddenly tossed and turned, breaking the loud noises he once echoed. a deep, long huff as his body repeatedly hit against the mattress. it was irritating; his whole body made the room tremble, breaking you out of a trance you swore would carry you to rest.
“can you stop? you’re like— shaking me awake,” you spit, tone too raw and unfiltered, sleep deprivation catching up to the last snips of endearing words you could form. he groaned, a heavy, raspy sigh. “i’m trying… it’s just— uncomfortable.”
it fell silent, stretched, unwavering stillness that held the air thick to your chest, like a blade to your throat. what did he mean by “it”… whatever it was, you couldn’t be bothered to overthink every small detail of his words; too much time was wasted trying to fall asleep, rather than actually sleeping.
you felt it cloud in your brain, a feeling that once felt out of grasp, now dangling in front of your face. your head bobbed to the side, a plush silk pressed to your cheeks, sheets wrapped you in a cocoon of tranquility. the moon shone through the curtains, white rays of rest. and again it rose, a drowning cloud that made all your thoughts disappear; sleep appeared— rather in a far distance, but you felt it, something you had craved for days now—
you couldn’t even finish the thought, the feeling, a lick of rest before you felt your face plunge into the pillow that once cushioned your head. face first. your words muffled into the foam; the silk that once warmly pressed into your skin now choked away your pleas. he snapped his hips against yours, letting the thick outline of his hard cock roll against your panties. “do you feel it?” a growl of words, “i had a dream about you— fuck… you’re so hot.” whimpers spill out of his lips, words slurred in a drunk daze of fucking you. “you’ve been so busy with work… so distracted by your lack of sleep… i missed your pussy wrapping me.” his words bite at your sanity. slipping your tight sleep shorts down your thighs, letting the warm fabric drag down your skin. “come on~ don’t you miss it too?” his fingers already circled your heat, letting the arousal cover his fingertips. every small twitch of your body was returned with a hungry groan, and an even deeper push into the mattress. never did he let you speak up; putting up a fight was simply not on your agenda now. it didn’t take long before he unveiled his hardened cock, it sprang against his shirt, dripping and leaking sticky slick. he pressed it to your pussy, letting you feel how much he needed you, teasing your entrance, letting the slick drags fill your stomach with heat.
the warmth wrapping over his tip, he slammed into you, cramming your hole with the thickness of his veins, grinding his tip into your cervix. it was more painful than ever, knees buckling, muscles tensing, tears pouring down your cheeks, soaking the sheets.
the nights you were busy dozing were never filled with his dick; it had been weeks since you felt this strangely pleasant stretch, you had to admit— you missed it.
he hit into you, hungry, groans ripped from his throat; the deprived nights that fell silent in your room were over.
maybe he was slightly mad; the way his hips jerked surely wasn't for your pleasure. his words built in his head, never uttered to you. he threw his head back, riding his base against your dripping heat. the slick noises filled the once-rested room, the silence covered in a filthy and heavy squelch. you tried to fight it, the dizziness, the burning stretch; everything washed over you in rough waves. your ears rang; buzzing crept over your legs, circling at your buckled inner thighs. your body bounced with his heavy-set thrusts, letting the shape of his carve into you without a fight.
your cries pitched up with every hit, beating the air from your lungs. the heaviness of the sleepless nights followed with every pant. it all caught up to you; you could barely keep your eyes open despite the thick ruts he pushed into your stomach. the ache that followed his grinds.
it all cut, a void that now surrounded the moonlit room. your mind… wandered into a deep slumber. you wouldn’t have realized it until the morning. the sticky mess you’d wake up to, back still half-arched in the air, drool that would have leaked from the pleasure and exhaustion.
nico didn’t stop; he didn’t even notice your body limp under his hold, your once buckled knees now melting into the sheets, or the way your cries that once muffled somehow now held a silence. his hips were rough, pounding like merciless waves. hitting past the ground of comfort. he fucked you until his body couldn’t hold back; he tried to wait it out; he really did. drawing his hips back as far as he could, just letting his tip tease your cunt, and slamming in fast enough to ignore the flushing of his cock. he moved deliberately, sweat glazing his neck, creeping down to his bare chest.
he couldn’t take it anymore, holding himself back until he felt the buzzing up his neck— the kind of rush that rang in his ears. heat running through his veins, pooling down to his stomach.
with his last snap, it crumbled into you, hot streams filling your pussy to the brim. flooding out even with the still nature of his body. he fell on top of you. your limp, barely arched back, the warmth of his skin pressing to your cold arch.
“ you’re so fucking good for me… “ his hand rubbed your back, realizing the silence that met him face to face. with a small smirk, he realized your steady breaths, your chest rising and falling, the pout that parted your lips. everything was so endearing; finally realizing you both got exactly what you wanted after all those nights.
Sum: Euijoo comes home from a long and exhausting tour. He missed you so much he just had to have you as soon as he saw you.
Tw: Praise, dirty talk, rough Euijoo, top!euijoo, cumming, fingering..lmk if I missed anything! :3
Euijoo opens the door. You’re sitting on the couch watching TV. You stand up to greet him with your arms out for a hug. “Hi baby! Welcome hom—..mmph!” Euijoo pushes you against the door and cuts you off with a rough kiss. You gasp into the kiss, parting your lips.
His tongue slides into your mouth, making you groan. His hand slides to your waist, pulling you closer.
“J-ju~…”
“Shush..just let me kiss you~…” he kisses you again, nipping at your lip a little too hard, it almost hurts. “Missed you so much~…” he groans into the kiss. Your hands thread through his hair, giving a slight tug. Euijoo grunts into the kiss, his hand slides to your ass, giving it a firm grip. His hand slides along your thigh, lifting it up to his hips, adjusting your leg to give him a deeper angle.
His hips grind on yours, pressing his hard cock into you. Your hips meet his, feeding deeper into the friction. You moan into his mouth. The way his cock perfectly slots between your legs drives you mad.
Euijoo pulls you over to the couch, slightly manhandling you. He bends you over and grinds into you again. Your back arches under him, making you moan again. His hand rubs up your spine, pushing you into a deeper arch.
Euijoo’s hands slide into the back pockets of your shorts, grabbing your ass again. “You gonna let me fuck this pretty pussy of yours~? Because I missed my pretty girl so much~?”
You nod frantically. “Juju~ please~!” You beg. He pulls your shorts down, making you shutter from the cold air hitting your core. A streak of arousal fluid drips down your thigh.
“Fuck you’re already dripping for me~?” He stuffs two fingers into, curling up inside of you, making you whimper.
He leans over you, and with his free hand, he slides it under you, massaging your tit with his palm. You clench around him, and he speeds up his fingers.
Your fingers grip the couch, turning your knuckles white. He continues sliding his fingers in and out of you, curling and scissoring them to stretch you open. He pulls his fingers out. You hear the clink of his belt being undone, and the unzip of his pants.
“Euijoo~!! Noo~!” You whine at the absence. You look behind you and see him stroking himself with the same hand he was just using to finger you. He rubs his tip between your folds, slicking himself up even more.
“Juju~ no teasing~…” you whine. He pushes himself in slowly. The burning stretch feels euphoric.
“Fuck I missed you…” he rasps into your ear before he starts pistoning his hips in and out of you.
“Missed this…missed you…missed your pretty pussy squeezing me~…nng fuck…” he groans in your ear.
Your walls flutter around him, and you grip the couch cushions tighter. Euijoo grunts as he fucks you faster. The tip on his cock absuses that sweet gummy spot inside of you. His hand snakes up your back and into your hair. He grabs your hair at the base of your scalp and pulls your head up.
“Ah-ah~ Euijoo~!” Your walls clamp around him hard, and he can already tell you’re close.
“You gonna cum for me~? Hmm~? Gonna cum around my cock for me~?”
Ahh~ uh-uh-..uh huh~!” You nod in his grip. He pulls your body up slightly, arching you harder. Your puffy nipples rub against the fabric of your shirt, shooting you closer to your orgasm.
“J-jju~ I’m gonna-…nngh gonna cum~!” You moan. He presses his body harder into you and bites your shoulder. You squeeze your eyes shut, and your body shutters. You suck him in deeper, and you cum around his dick.
You pant as you come down from your orgasm. Euijoo lets go of your hair and slows down.
“Good girl~ cumming so pretty for me~…but I’m not done with you~” Euijoo picks you up bridal style and carries you to your shared bedroom and kicks the door closed.
synopsis ; Your therapist encourages you to try new things, especially something you've always wanted to do. You then turn to your neighbor and ask if they can give you guitar lessons without really believing in your therapist. Guess Byun Euijoo changed your way of thinking.
content ; grief, pessimist!reader, neighbor!ej, neighbor’sfriend!nicholas, therapy, sensitive subject, smut, p in v, face fucking, etc.
words count ; ~ 6,2k
notes ; I saw this TikTok (+ I listened to ‘I Like Me Better’ by LAUV), and it inspired me! and since euijoo dropped a cover not a long time ago, i wanted to talk about my second bias!!
masterlist <3
— “So, since the last time we saw each other, what keeps you stuck in this pattern that you told me last week?”
The voice of your therapist resonates in the cold and gray room. You weren't here with him at that moment, too much in your own mind.
After a few seconds of silence, and after finally seeing the older men in front of you, obviously waiting for an answer, you lifted your shoulders absentmindedly.
— “If you don't understand… I mean, what keeps you hanging to this day? Why? You think?”
Your eyes snapped at his figure, all wrinkled, when he let out those two words from his useless mouth.
Your mind immediately drags you back to his bed, covered in blood, where he was lying, his body showing no signs of life.
— “Why do you want to talk about my brother?” You shrug.
— “I wanna talk about why you are still waiting for him to return. Why you're still living in the past.”
His voice was irritating. Why do you keep thinking of it even tho its been two years? Did it look like you know? You're not the therapist here.
— “Maybe because you're still in the same routine… Over and over again.” He let out a small silence, just the time for him to let out a compassionate sigh.
— “Did you try socializing? Trying a new hobby? For breaking this routine.”
You shake your head. Never thought of it, and never had the motivation to get out of bed, so how can you try something that needs to spend even more energy than getting out of bed?
Your day resumes with waking up, eating something that you got delivered the night before, going back to bed, sleeping until night, and taking some fresh air.
— “No.”
— “How about you try something you dreamed of when you were little. Maybe something that you shared with your brother?”
You shrugged your shoulders.
— “I don't know. We didn't had a lot in common.” You said, drifting back into your thoughts. Then it came like lightning.
— “Music. We loved music.”
Your therapist regains a bit of color and a small smile. Maybe he doesn't hate you after all.
— “We wanted to be a part of a band.” You said.
— “That's great. What did you dream of doing?”
Guitar.
That's your answer to his stupid question. Stupid because why the fuck did you just after, talk about this guy, your age, who lived just next to your apartment?
This same guy keeps inviting his friends over and making music until the sun comes up. You always listened to his songs. He plays the guitar. Well. Really well.
So there you were. Standing in front of his apartment door, fists clenching at your sides. Why do you want to do this anyway? What if he says no? You can't afford guitar lessons, so he was your only chance.
You were about to knock at the door when the front door opened suddenly. The face of one of his friends appeared in front of you, ready to go out of your neighbor's apartment.
— “Can I help you?” He said as he looked at you up and down.
You put some effort into your outfit to make it easier to convince him.
You're wearing a cute blue-navy ruffle top with white dots, a denim miniskirt, and long socks that stop just before your knees. And you're wearing used shoes that don't match the outfit, but it's not like it's a big deal.
At the sight of his friend, you couldn't talk. He was breathtaking. And had a great sense of fashion.
You sometimes saw him by the door's eyelet when you were spying on them, but seeing him in real life was different. He was much taller.
— “Is the owner of this apartment here?” You said as you pulled your skirt, now uncomfortable. It's been a very long time since you last dressed this well.
The black-haired guy looked at you one last time before looking back inside. When his gaze came back to you again, he gave you a small smile while nodding.
— “Give him a minute; he's in the shower.” He said while chuckling. He shifted to the side to let you enter. “But come inside; he’ll finish soon.”
You looked a bit hesitant at first. Because what do you mean he invited you inside, and it's not his own apartment?
But after some milliseconds, you slipped a small smile and entered. His friend's gaze never left your figure as you walked inside.
— “My name is Nicholas, by the way…” He split out after closing the door he had just opened.
You turn around and give him your name with a small, shy smile. His friend’s apartment was clean for a boy. And well-decorated, not like yours, which is a mess with trash a bit everywhere.
— “Euijoo! There's someone waiting for you dickhead! Hurry up!” Nicholas screamed from the kitchen and dining room towards the small bathroom.
You jumped a bit at his sudden, loud voice because you were in your thoughts again. His apartment was arranged like yours. It's wild how the past can change a person and what she reflects on.
— “I'm sorry, he's like a little princess when he takes his shower…” Nicholas said from just behind you in a sigh.
— “It's okay… But I can come another day. It doesn't matter.”
You just wanted to go now. You did not feel at ease, and it was your first real social interaction for a while, so you were pretty anxious.
And feeling a literal god almost glued to your back wasn't helping.
— “Come with me; we’re gonna sit down on the couch.” Nicholas said, literally ignoring what you just said, as he took you by the shoulders to guide you.
You didn't even have the time to say no or even have the time to react and run towards the door to never get out of your apartment again, when he was already sitting you down on the couch.
In what did you put yourself again?
It's been more than ten minutes since you were here, and Nicholas has been making the whole conversation. Well, good for you because you were lost in your thoughts and acted like you were listening.
Then the sound of a door opening echoed in the apartment. It's time. You snapped your head towards the sound, waiting for its owner.
— “I'll leave you just after Euijoo says goodbye.” Nicholas shrug.
You nodded slightly, acting like you were listening when all you could hear was your heart pounding in your ears. What if you're ridiculous? Your gaze never left the little hallway where there was supposed to be one bedroom and a bathroom. So… Hum… What’s his name again? Eunjoo? Geunjoo? Bleh, anyway.
— “Did you just invite someone without my authorization, or am I dreaming?” Nicholas’s friend's voice became closer to us.
Then his silhouette appeared. He only had a towel around his waist. Some water drops were still slipping down his slim but still muscular body. His hair stuck to his forehead because it was wet.
Your eyes couldn't stop staring; it's only when Nicholas spoke up that you snapped your head away. Your cheeks turned crimson.
— “Bro, go change what the fuck. You look like a perv in front of the girl.” Nicholas said as he threw him a pillow.
When you looked at him again, his ears were bright red as he made his way quickly to his room.
— “This dumbass…” Nicholas sighed.
You look over at the black-haired guy.
— “Do you like music?” You asked suddenly. You had an idea that would keep you from talking to the brown-haired guy.
Since Nicholas loves to talk and music, he would probably be excited that you want to learn an instrument, and he would ask his friend about your request.
And that's what happened.
— “What do you think, Euijoo? You can give her lessons!” Nicholas said, almost jumping at his friend's arm.
Euijoo looked at you, his soft eyes scanning your face, then back at his excited friend.
— “Come on, Juju…!” Nicholas whined as Juju sighed.
— “If you don't want it, it's okay… It’s just that I keep hearing you play at night, and you play the guitar well. I thought it would make my sick brother happy.” You said, looking as sheepish as you could.
After that, Euijoo’s eyes widened, and he gave you a gentle smile.
And you know what he did?! He accepted!! My plan worked. Thank you, Hikaru, for your manipulation tips!!
xoxo.
You closed your diary journal and let out a bright sigh. You put your dear journal at the edge of your coffee table because of all the old cans and bags of chips on it. And made your way to your bathroom.
When you arrived in front of your mirror, your smile surprised you. Since when have you been smiling like this?
A few days later, you were sitting on Euijoo’s couch, playing with your fingers as you waited for him to come back with the guitars.
You were a bit stressed because it's the first time that you're alone with Euijoo.
— “I found it…!” He said, coming back from his bedroom.
He sat down next to you and gave you the guitar. The lessons began. Euijoo asked you some basic questions, like whether you had ever played an instrument before or what made you want to learn to play.
Each time he asks about your reasons to start, you always give him an approximate answer. You didn't want him to treat you with pity or anything.
You have two lessons every week. It has become part of your daily routine now. And with time, you started to like Euijoo. To truly find hope in your life.
You started to clean your apartment, go out more, and you almost abandoned your therapist. Euijoo really changed you. And it looks that you were happier.
— “Alright!” Euijoo said, clapping his hands. “Now that you learned the basics and because you learned fast. We can try to play a song.”
You look up at him on the other side of his couch. “Really? What song did you prepare?”
Euijoo moved closer to you, putting his guitar aside. “Do you like ‘I Like It Better' by Lauv?” He said, his eyes shining.
You nodded quickly, giving him a sweet smile. “Yeah, I do! That was my brother’s favorite song!”
He then let out a chuckle and nodded. “Then let's get started…”
He showed you the first three chords, with his own guitar, waiting for you to mimic him. Honestly, you didn't understand one bit of what he just did.
But you tried anyway. In conclusion, Euijoo made fun of you because it was horrible to listen to.
— “Hey! You're my teacher; you can't just laugh at my face!” You said, slipping a laugh at the end of your sentence.
— “No it's good… It's good!” He laughed.
You hit his arm and pout. Euijoo was still laughing his ass off, so it made you crack a laugh too.
— “Alright, alright… I'll show you.” He said before taking your arms to make you stand up.
He positioned himself behind you. You could feel his warm breath hitting the crook of your neck. His long fingers covered yours where you were holding the guitar. You back compressed against his chest.
— “You ready…?” He said louder than a whisper.
You nodded quickly. Fortunately for you, you were in front of him so that he couldn't see your face burning from your proximity.
He places your fingers on the right chords and begins playing the first two notes.
You couldn't comprehend much of what was happening because of his concentrated fingers pressing against yours for the right chords.
— “Now, did you understand?” He said in a low tone.
You turn your head to the side to look at his face. Your noses were almost touching. And you felt your stomach doing literal flips inside you. A feeling that had never shown up in years.
— “Can you show me one more time?” You said, your eyes never leaving his. He cracked a smile and nodded.
You felt his fingers one more time against yours, his body moving against your back at the few seconds of music that you both were playing.
This night, you came back to your apartment, your cheeks turned crimson, your body still feeling his against yours.
Are you out of your mind? Are you falling in love with your neighbor?
You shove those thoughts out of your head and go to bed.
By the second lesson of the week, it was the same thing. You and Euijoo were really close, body glued together, like you were meant to be against him.
And again. You couldn't sleep. You kept thinking about Euijoo, about his hands and what those would look like on your tired body.
You sighed, turned around your bed, one, two, three times before your phone buzzed.
Euijoo.
How can you say no to him if you can't get him out of your mind?
You got up, put on some random shorts and a large T-shirt, then made your way to the apartment in front of yours.
You didn't have the time to knock, as Euijoo was already opening the door. He looked very pale and was sweaty.
— “What's wrong?” You asked immediately, worry growing as you stared at him.
— “Just come inside…” He said moving to let you enter.
You made your way to his kitchen, where he was drinking one shot of water in a big glass.
— “Euijoo, tell me what's wrong.” You said as you made your way towards him, just to put a hand on his shoulder.
He broke down the second you touched him. You immediately took Euijoo in an embrace. You let him sob slightly in the crook of your neck. Caressing gently his back.
— “I just had an anxiety attack…” He started, his arms holding you like you were his only lifeline.
— “I don't wanna overshare, but… My dad is in the hospital because he's very sick, and that worried me a lot.”
— “I understand…” You said as you waited for him to pursue.
— “I just… I'm scared.” He sobbed. “It's been such a long time since I last had an anxiety attack. I thought it was over, because since I met you, it's like all my stress disappeared.”
You catch yourself starting to sob, too. Since you met Euijoo, you haven't thought about your brother. Not once. He wasn't haunting you anymore.
— “It's okay… I'm here now. I understand you so, so much, Euijoo.” You said playing with his hair.
You broke the embrace just to make him look at you. His eyes were all puffy and red. You put your hands over his cheeks, cupping his face with your fingers.
— “I need you to take a deep breath for me, okay?” You said as you breathed with him.
At the end of it, you were in Euijoo’s bed, waiting for him to finish his shower. He asked you to sleep here; he was scared to be alone again, so you accepted.
When he stepped into the bedroom, he only had sports shorts on. And sat down next to you.
— “I hope it doesn't make you uncomfortable…” He said, looking at you while scratching the back of his neck.
You looked up at him and shook your head as you gave him a small smile.
No, really not. It's not like one of the prettiest boys you've ever met was shirtless, seated next to you, and that you were going to sleep in his bed? It's totally comfortable. What do you mean?
— “Nah, it's good…” You lied.
You couldn't look him in the eyes. But you could feel his gaze fixed on your body. You knew he was looking at every part of it.
— “Do…” You started. Euijoo’s eyes directly snapped towards your face.
— “Do you wanna talk… About it?” You whispered.
Your two faces were really close together. Even closer than last time.
You could feel his warm breath against your mouth as his eyes were literally yearning for your attention.
— “I-…” Euijoo sighed, his bubble eyes still glued to yours.
— “Can I say something to you?” You asked, your bodies switching closer instinctively. He nodded.
— “Euijoo, I… I like me so much better when I'm with you.” You confessed out loud.
The poor guy was looking at you with his cute little eyes and his round cheeks, not saying a thing. You thought maybe he didn't like you back, so you kept going to save your shot.
— “I mean, earlier I-..”
Euijoo took your face in his soft hands and, in a rapid motion, he shoved his lips against yours.
Your kiss was at first ‘well-structured’, but the moment your hand touched his neck and one of his hands slid down to meet your waist, the kiss got messier and sloppier.
The sound of your two needy mouths was echoing in the whole apartment.
Euijoo took the back of your knee with his hand and moved it so you were straddling him. Because of this, you felt like everything got faster.
You started to feel very needy and deprived while you two were kissing. So your cunt was rubbing against his already hard cock between the fabric. You could feel every vein of his dick through his shorts.
Euijoo started whimpering between kisses, and you did just the same. Then he broke the kiss to take off your shirt. You were wearing no bra under it, so he was welcomed with your naked breasts at first glance.
He looked at them like they were the prettiest thing in the world. His mouth almost immediately found your right sensitive nipple; he was shamelessly sucking on it.
You threw your head back at the sensation. A moan escaped your swollen lips. And as if Euijoo all he wanted was a reaction from you, he pinched your left nipple with his other hand. Your hand gripped his light brown hair.
— “Euijoo, I need to suck your cock so bad…” You moaned as your hands slipped to his lower stomach.
His head snapped up at you, and an almost-there smirk drew on his face. Seeing that he was down, you slowly took control. Moving your body backward on the fourth, your dark eyes never leaving his.
When you arrived at the big erection he was having, you saw his head thrown back against the headboard of the bed. You smiled.
— “I need you to look at me, Juju…” You chuckled, slowly pulling down his shorts.
He whined at the nickname you gave him before looking down, his gaze meeting your flushed face at the view of his dick.
It stood proudly, long and thin but thick enough to give you that stretchy sensation. You didn't even wait a second before you split it on its cherry-red tip before you started to give him a hand job.
The cold feeling of your saliva on his warm and heated cock sent an electric shock through his whole body. While, when your small and soft hand touched him, he couldn't hold back one or two moans.
His eyes were still on your face, and his cock was being beaten by your hand. You dangerously approached your face towards the tip of his dick, giving it a good luck from the base to the top before shoving it in your needy mouth.
Euijoo’s eyes rolled back from the sensation. When was the last time a woman had sucked him? A fucking while. And oh god, he missed it.
— “Fuck, that feels so good…” He groaned.
You started going farther and farther to get used to his length. At the end, for his cock to be completely in your mouth, your lips touch his base.
Euijoo gave a hopeless whimper while you were trying not to choke on the tip of his dick touching the back of your throat.
When you removed, not completely, your mouth from his dick, the whine spread into his whole body.
— “What are you whining for, pretty boy…” You chuckled, your lips against his length.
Your hand was caressing his almost visible abs before you slid it down and started to masturbate him. His hips were moving up to meet your lips you were just above the tip. You chuckled.
— “Use your words, Juju. Either way, I won't understand…” You look up at him.
His face flushed, his eyes teary because of frustration, his bottom lip swallowed because he kept biting on it. He took a deep breath, his pretty round eyes never leaving your face.
— “Let me fuck face you, I beg you, please.” He whined.
You smiled and nodded. “You see? Not complicated.”
You let him take control and take the back of your head before shoving his dick inside your mouth. His hips twitch just slightly at the feeling of your mouth again.
His thrusts were gentle at first, but when he felt like you were used to his dick and pace, he quicken.
A wet, almost pornographic sound came out of Euijoo’s room. Each sound was made by his dick touching the back of your throat. His moans slowly transformed into whimpers; his thrusts were less steady, and he became more impatient.
He was slowly coming to his climax, his head shoved backward. His breath, hot and heavy, quickened.
Then, you stopped his hips from moving. He snapped his head downwards.
— “What the fuck?” He snapped.
— “Hey! No need to be angry…” You whispered, crawling back onto his lap to sit down.
— “Did you forget? You keep your eyes on me, Byun Euijoo…” You said firmly, your hands resting on his rapidly rising chest.
Of course, you didn't sit down where his cock was, even tho you'd love to at that time.
— “Can I ride you?” You asked after a silence.
His eyes widen as he looks you up and down. “You're sure?” You nodded. “Well, go for it…”
Euijoo took your chin to lift it and left you sweet kisses all over your neck. You could feel him biting your neck, which made you rub your clit against his thigh, your mouth making beautiful sounds for Euijoo’s ears.
You finally took his dick in your hand before finding your hole and going down slowly into his cock. You couldn't help but feel the stretching, which felt like heaven.
When his dick was completely in it, you let out a loud moan and started to bounce on his cock. Euijoo’s face found its way to your shoulder, where he was leaving small bites as he whimpered.
Euijoo felt like it wasn't going as fast as he wanted, so he lifted you by the ass, spread your cheeks and started to thrust rapidly into you.
This was so overwhelming with his mouth sucking on your red and sensitive nipple, you were making so much noise you didn't know you could make.
— “F-Fuck…” You moaned. “Don't stop Euijoo I swear…”
Euijoo, in response, bites your nipple, smiling widely against your breast.
You felt it coming; you were about to have the best orgasm of your life right there. On your guitar tutor’s bed, with him worshiping every part of your body, as he feels that he should touch everything at the same time.
Feeling that your orgasm was coming, Euijoo quickened even more his thrusts. The sound of his balls slapping against your add was leaving a red mark; every sound you two made felt like it was coming out of a pornographic movie.
Not long after you came, he just after you. The feeling of his hot cum spreading everywhere in your cunt made you shivered.
Your legs were shaking on either side of his lap, your breath shaky, and your eyes rolled at the very back of your head, making you see stars.
Your body fell on Euijoo’s. You were both out of breath, feeling exhausted. He gave you small kisses on your shoulder, keeping you up. You broke the embrace to look at him.
— “Thank you Euijoo.” You said.
— “For what?” He was catching his breath, his bangs sticking to his forehead because of the sweat.
— “Making me feel like me again.” You said before kissing him, not leaving Euijoo time to start asking questions.
mother i need anything with sub Euijoo and mean dom reader, like omg he so gets off on his girl being mean to him
Hit Me Again
Sub EJ x Dom fem reader
Tw: Sub EJ, Dom fem reader, handcuffs, face sitting, oral ( m & f receiving), protected p in v, choking, scratching, biting, hair pulling, rough sex, mommy kink, kissing, making out, maybe more
SYNOPSIS:
Your boyfriend EJ, who said he was just going shopping, left the house at 2pm and didn't come back till past 10.
When you confronted him about it, he had nothing to say except.....
"You're so fucking hot when you're mad."
Sunday evening
You were sat curled up on the sofa with your phone clutched tightly in both hands.
Every few minutes, you unlocked it, hoping to see a missed call or even a single message.
Nothing.
You checked the time on your phone and when you saw it was 10:03pm, your stomach twisted.
At 2 p.m., EJ had smiled at you from the front door.
"I'm just going shopping for some clothes. I won't be long."
That was eight hours ago.
Eight hours without a single text, phone call, or any sign that he was even alive.
The first hour, you'd simply rolled your eyes, convinced he'd lost track of time.
By the third, you'd started checking your phone every few minutes.
But by the fifth, the frustration had disappeared completely.
All that was left was fear.
Every siren that echoed outside made your heart drop.
Every vibration from your phone had you grabbing it in an instant, only for the screen to light up with another useless notification that wasn't from him.
You'd stared out of the front window more times than you could count, and slowly, that fear had begun to turn into anger.
Not because he was late.
But because he'd left you alone with nothing except your own imagination.
-
Just then, the sound of keys rattling outside made you freeze.
After hearing the lock click, the front door slowly opened, and EJ stepped inside.
He looked perfectly fine.
Not a scratch on him.
Not a single shopping bag in either hand.
He looked up, smiling as if nothing had happened.
"Hey baby."
The relief that flooded your chest lasted only a second before it was swallowed whole by eight hours of fear.
You shot to your feet.
"Where the hell have you been?"
Oh well, when i went out, I saw the boys and then we ended up going to one of their houses." He said.
You stared at him blankly,
"Are you fucking serious?"
"What?"
You couldn't believe how calm he was being.
"What do you mean 'what'?" You yelled. "You left the house at 2 and sai you were going shopping. I called you so many times and you never picked up. You came back past 10, and you don't even have aany shopping in tour hands."
Silence struck the room.
With each passing second where you didn't hear an apology, you grew more furious.
.
Just then, you heard him laugh.
"Relax, I'm back now." He said as he made his way over to you.
He stretched out his arms to hug you, but you pushed his chest away.
"Get away from me." You hissed. "Do you know how worried I was?"
He put his hand on his chest.
"Ouch, bit harsh no?"
You stared at him in disbelief.
"You're unbelievable."
As you walked past him to leave the room, you purposefully hit your shoulder against his.
"Idiot."
Before you could take a few more steps, EJ grabbed your wrist.
"Ay~ come on." He smiled. "Don't be upset. I said I was sorry."
You gave him a disgusted look. "No you didn't."
He chuckled softly and pulled you closer to him. "Ok ok, how can I make it up to you?"
With your chest on his, you looked away and crossed your arms.
You didn't speak.
After waiting for your response , he leaned forward to kiss you, but you swerved him and pushed him back.
The back of his knee hit the sofa behind him and he faltered.
"Dang. It's that bad huh?" He asked.
You stayed stood with your arms crossed over your chest, while staring at him.
He stared back at you then smirked.
"You're so fucking hot when you're mad."
You scoffed.
"What did you just say?"
He took a step forward and put his arms around your waist to trap you tight.
Trying to wriggle out of his grip, you ended up with your back turned to him, against his chest.
"I said, you look fucking hot when you're mad." He whispered.
He moved your hair out of the way and placed a soft kiss on your neck.
"Have i been a bad boy?" He asked as he moved down to kiss your shoulder.
Felling the soft sensation of his lips, you closed your eyes.
"You have." You replied.
You could feel him smirk against your skin.
"Then I need to be punished right?"
You put your hands on his.
"Mhm."
He licked the back of your neck up to your ear, and whispered in it.
"Will you punish me mommy?"
Slowly, you turned around to face him.
"Definitely."
He smiled before he kissed your lips.
"Don't hold back."
---
After kissing all way to your bedroom, when you arrived, you kicked him in his stomach, causing him to fall on the floor.
"Take your clothes off." You ordered. "Now."
He smirked at you before he quickly removed his shirt. "Gladly."
As he removed his bottoms, you went over to your beside draw, and brought out a pair of handcuffs, a whip, a dog collar and a condom.
You threw them on the bed before you removed your top and sweatpants.
When you made your way back over to EJ, he was completely naked, on his back.
You took the hair band from your wrist and tied your hair up, before you made your way down to your knees, over his feet.
"You've been a bad boy EJ." You said as you bent down to his soft dick.
"I need to teach you a lesson."
You placed a light wet kiss on his cock and looked up at him.
"Close your eyes." You whispered.
Without a word, he closed his eyes and rested his head on the carpet beneath him.
With that, you slapped his tip on your tongue a few times, before you swallowed it.
You felt him tense up beneath you as you slowly moved your warm mouth up....and down.
---
After a few minutes of sucking his cock, when you felt he was hard enough, you began moving your teeth closer together , biting down on him.
"Fuck." He gasped. "That hurts."
You completely ignored him and kept using your teeth to stroke his dick.
Subconsciously, EJ opened his legs wider and brought both of his hands down to guide your head.
When he started moving your head to his desired pace, you spat him out.
"Did I say you could use your hands?" You asked him.
He took his hands off of you and put them on his stomach.
He shook his head.
"Exactly." You said. "Now get the cuffs."
Fighting a tiny smile, EJ sat up straight and stretched an arm to get the handcuffs from the bed.
"Here." He said as he passed it to you.
"Good boy. Now put your hands together."
He put his wrists together and waited patiently as you unlocked the cuffs with a key.
"Do you want them at the front or the back?" You asked him.
"The front please." He started. "It'll make it more tempting to touch you when I know I can't."
For the first time since he came back, you smiled.
"Good answer."
You wrapped the cuffs around his wrists, and threw the key on the floor.
You then sat up on his lap and kissed him passionately.
With your chest against his, you slowly removed your bra, because you know how much he loved to grab onto your tits.
After you threw your bra on the floor, you felt as he not-so-subtly brushed his knuckles on your under boob.
"Grab them." You breathed into his mouth.
Immediately, he held onto your tits and squeezed them in his big hands.
As you kissed him more, the more he burned for you.
"Please....let me fuck you." He whined. "I need you."
You pulled apart from his lips and stared at him.
"Bad boys don't get what they want."
Just then, you stood up to your feet and sat on the bed.
"Come with me."
You grabbed his soft brown hair and dragged the tall boy onto the bed while watching as he winced in pain.
As much as it hurt, EJ loved it.
He could only use his legs to crawl onto the bed, causing him to look more pathetic than he already was.
After pulling him up to lie on his stomach, you flipped him over.
"I need to make you hungry for it." You smirked.
Like routine, EJ opened his mouth and closed his eyes. He knew where this was going.
You then took your underwear off, knelt down over his face, and sat your pretty pussy down on his mouth.
You held onto his button like ears and slowly thrusted your hips forward and backwards.
Despite you taking the lead, EJ knows you love it when he uses his tongue to play with you. And that's exactly what he did.
"Oh yes~," you whined when you felt his tongue inside you.
It got you everytime.
---
When your pussy was beginning to get sensitive, you got up from his mouth and sat up on your knees.
You then gazed upon the unused object on the bed, and grabbed them.
Without a warning, as EJ was catching his breath, you quickly used the whip and struck him across his chest.
"Shit." He cried as he curled up.
You sat down on his legs to keep them in place, and you wore the dog collar around his neck.
While you were tightening his collar, EJ spoke in a broken voice.
"Hit me again." He pleaded.
You looked up at his face and he was smirking gently.
"Please."
You finished up with his collar and picked up your leather whip.
"Just don't make any noise okay?"
As you rose your arm in the air, he shut his eyes.
Slash.
Slash.
Slash.
You struck him three powerful times across his chest, and watched as he flinched after each one.
For some reason , his dick seemed to be growing underneath you.
Without wasting a second, you wrapped a condom over his cock and sat on it.
In an attempt to not grab onto your hips, EJ's fingers curled to stop himself.
"Fuck me y/n." He whined.
As you bounced up and down on his long length, you bit your bottom lip. You could feel him deep up inside you, and it had you spiralling.
To silence EJ, you brought both your hands down to his throat and applied pressure.
"Shut up." You panted. "Shut....up."
He pursed his lips together and shut his eyes.
The more you fucked him, the tighter your grip was getting.
It was as if you were transferring the pain from your pussy, all the way up to his throat.
After fucking his face and now his cock, you were reaching your climax. EJ could tell.
Risking it, he moved your hands from his throat and down to his chest where you immediately started scratching him.
You did it everytime you came, and EJ loved the feeling of your nails desperately releasing frustration on his skin.
"Shit." You squealed.
Just then, you released a pool of cum all over his dick.
As you gently slowed down, you released your nails from his chest and rested your hands on his lower stomach.
You sighed.
EJ then opened his eyes and looked up at you.
"Y/n?" He whispered.
You looked down at him.
"I'm sorry....okay? I was wrong."
You sat up from his dick and belly flopped onto his chest.
He moved his hands up and rested them on your back, locking you tight in his arms.
"You better be."
End.
Author's note: First request in like a monthhhhh. I hope you enjoyed itttt.
I'm think of doing this exact same thing but with Nicholas. Like Nicholas is kinda abusive but then he feels bad and has soft sex with you to make up for it.....lmk if u guys want that hehehehhe 🙈🙈🙈🙈💗
Professor EJ (22) x Academy Student (18+) fem reader
Read parts 1 - 3pt2 on my page
Tw: dry humping, kissing, cumming, love bites, angst, fluff, suggestive
PART FOUR: Proposal
Wednesday morning - Mr Byun's house
When the soft buzz of EJ's alarm filled the apartment, with a tired sigh, he reached over to silence it.
When he sat up to rub the sleep from his eyes, a memory from yesterday suddenly crossed his mind.
He remembered the brief moment he shared with you at the end of class.
How after he hugged you, you rested your hands on his arms and looked up at him with big, doe eyes, and asked.....
"Well.....maybe a kiss?"'
Without even realising it, he smiled to himself.
"Cute."
Shaking his head, he got up from his bed, and went for the shower.
---
After getting dressed, he headed towards the kitchen of his shared apartment.
His flatmate K was already there, leaning against the counter with a mug of coffee in hand.
"Good Morning," He said.
EJ looked up.
"Good Morning."
As EJ approached him, K stared at him and tilted his head.
"You look unusually happy today." He smiled.
EJ paused for a moment before letting out a quiet chuckle.
"Do I?"
"A little."
"Oh well," he shrugged, "must've slept well."
K scoffed.
"Yeah I don't think that's the look of 'good sleep'," he started, "that's the look of romance."
EJ rolled his eyes and reached for some eggs to fry.
"And what makes you think that?" He asked.
K took a sip of his drink before he put it down and clasped his hands together.
"Hmmmmm." He hummed. "First, you actually said 'good morning' to me instead of 'morning'."
"Second, you're smiling before 8:am which almost never happens."
"And third, whilst saying all this, you've not told me to 'shut up' already."
EJ laughed as he flipped his eggs over in pan.
"I guess you have a point."
"I knew it, what's their name?" K asked.
EJ put his food on a plate and sat opposite K at the kitchen counter.
"I can't tell you that." He smirked. "That's private."
"Private?......Wait.....is it a student?" K asked in shock.
EJ laughed at his reaction.
"Calm down she's not a kid. But yes, it's one of my students."
K tilted his head and sat back.
"Well you're only 22, so it's not too bad." He said. "That's like 3 or 4 years, right?"
EJ nodded.
"Yeah. But....it's a bit more complicated than that."
K narrowed his eyebrows.
"What do you mean? Does she not like you back?"
He shook his head.
"No, she does." He replied.
"Then what's the problem?"
EJ took a bite of his eggs and sighed.
"Well...I just want to be professional at work you know. I want to focus on my job. But it's kinda hard when I have her sitting only a few seats away from me."
"I just don't want a relationship with a student, especially not mine."
Silence struck the room as K pondered for a moment.
"You know what," K said, " you don't actually need to have a relationship with your student."
EJ looked up, listening attentively.
"But maybe there's a way you still can."
"Huh?" EJ asked.
K scooted closer to him and cleared his throat.
"You see, no one's saying that the only way you can be with her is if you date her. You can be with her in other ways."
EJ sat back in confusion.
"I'm not sure I follow."
"Okay, let me put it this way. Instead of having a 'boyfriend girlfriend ' relationship, what about a 'intimacy no commitment' relationship."
"You guys can do stuff together without putting a label on it."
"And since she's and adult , she can consent to that."
EJ stayed silent and thought about what K just said.
As much as he wanted to remain professional, he would be lying if he said that the thought of being intimate with you, never crossed his mind.
However, he didn't know of a way to do that, until now.
Just then, K glanced over at his watch.
"Shoot, I have to go now."
He downed the rest of his coffee and put the mug in the sink.
"I'll wash that later." He said.
As he made his way over to the door and put on his shoes, he looked over at EJ.
"Just think about what I said yeah? You'll both be fine as long as you don't cross the line of 'fun' and enter the stage of 'feelings'."
EJ nodded.
"Bye."
"Bye."
With that, K left, leaving EJ in the apartment, thinking all alone.
---
8:00am
As you were waiting for Mr Byun to arrive, Harua was telling you all about Jo's visit at his house last night.
"Awwwww I'm so happy for you." You squealed as you hugged him.
He hugged you back.
"I can barely even believe it myself. It all happened so fast."
When you pulled back, you could visibly see the excitement on his face and he looked so cute.
"Awwwwwww you're growing up so fast." You said as you squeezed his cheeks.
His ears went red.
"Whatever." He smiled. "What about you? You look particularly smiley today."
Before you could reply, somebody walked in the through the door.
"Sorry I'm late." Mr Byun said. "There was alot of traffic."
When he put his work bag on the floor beside his desk, he looked up at you, and smiled.
Holding eye contact with him, you smiled back.
Mr Byun subtly bit his bottom lip before he gazed upon the rest of the class.
Harua who noticed this exchange, laughed to himself.
"Now I know why."
You didn't even hear him as seeing Mr Byun, immediately reminded you of the tiny moment you shared yesterday.
When the class began, you and Harua both opened your books, both smiling at two different scenarios.
---
Break
When break time arrived, as you got up from your seat, you saw Jo standing outside the door.
"Oh." You said. "Look."
You pointed towards the door and Harua turned his head.
When Jo saw him, he slowly waved.
Harua's face lit up and he waved back.
He turned around and asked you if it was okay for him to go with Jo, and he hugged you before he left.
-
As students were slowly exiting the class, you purposefully took your time packing up your things.
"......Y/n?"
You turned around and saw Mr Byun standing nervously at the front of the classroom.
"Yes?"
He scratched the back of his head.
"Can you come over here for a minute?"
"Okay, one sec."
You turned around quickly put your items in your bag, before you put it on your shoulder and walked over to him.
As you were approaching him, he gulped nervously, bracing himself for what he was about to say.
"Yes?" You smiled. "You wanted to see me."
Mr Byun stood up straight and brushed his hand through his hair.
"Well y/n, I was thinking about you and I, and I have a proposition for you."
You ears perked up and you nodded for him to continue.
He took a deep breath.
"I like you." He said. "I think you're very cute and if I'm not mistaken.......I think you like me too?"
You fought a smile and nodded.
"I do."
You could visibly see as his shoulders relaxed and he smiled softly.
"Ok."
He fiddled with his fingers before he continued.
"I was wondering if you wanted to....be intimate with no commitment.....with me?"
Your smile slowly fell and you tilted your head.
"I don't know what you mean."
"Well, you know how I said that I can't date your because you're my student?"
You nodded.
"Well, we don't have to date. Instead, we can do stuff together without putting a label on it."
"So kind of like friends with benefits?" You asked him.
"Yes, but without the label."
He nervously watched as you thought about it.
To be honest, you weren't even deciding what you wanted because it was already a strong yes.
Just so you don't look too hungry, you pretended to think for a few seconds.
"Ok." you said.
His eyes lit up.
"Are you sure?"
You nodded.
He sighed with relief.
"Ok. But just to remind you, we're not dating or doing anything romantic. It's just casual."
You smiled.
"I know," you replied. "That's fine."
He was shocked as he didn't expect you to be so certain so soon.
You smirked and took a step closer to him. You put your hands on his shoulders and rubbed them slowly.
"So~" you started, "when does this thing start?"
He bit his bottom lip and looked towards the door.
"Not here." He whispered.
He removed your hands from him, and grabbed his bag.
"Come with me."
Excited, you followed him.
---
After a few minutes, the two of you reached his office.
You waited patiently as he searched for his keys and unlocked the door.
When he opened the door, he stepped aside for you to enter first.
"After you." He said.
You gave him a brief smile as you passed him, and when you entered, you placed your bag on his desk and turned around to him.
After he locked the door behind him, he slowly brought down the blinds, covering his office from the outside world.
He dropped his bag down to the floor and slowly began removing his blazer.
So did you.
As he stood infront of you, he loosened his tie and smiled.
"Last chance to back out y/n." He whispered.
You put your hand on the belt of his trousers and looked up at him.
"I'm good."
You stood on your tip toes to kiss him on the lips, but he swerved you.
"Not the lips." He chuckled.
You stood flat on your feet and pouted.
"Why~? What now?" You whined.
"We just can't."
You took your hand of his belt and rolled your eyes.
Just then, Mr Byun put his hands on your waist and lifted you up to sit on his desk.
As he slowly began unbuttoning the top few buttons of your shirt, he whispered in your ear.
"Don't worry, I'll be good to you."
Within seconds, he attached his wet mouth on your collarbone and began sucking harshly.
Your mouth fell open.
You grit your teeth together and hissed as he bit down on your flesh.
"Oh sh—"
You put a hand by your side and rested one on the back of his head.
"Tighter." He breathed into you. "Hold me tighter."
You curled your fingers around his hair and locked onto it tightly.
You felt as he moaned into your skin.
He put his hands up your skirt and pulled your hips to the edge of the desk, closer to him.
Out of nowhere, you felt his hard crotch on your centre and you gasped.
Slowly, through his trousers, he began dry humping you.
---
Outside, Harua was walking around with Jo.
"Yesterday was really fun." Jo said. "I wanted to thank you for inviting me."
Harua laughed at his cuteness and shook his head.
"Don't worry about it. I had fun too."
For a while, none of them spoke.
"You didn't reply my message last night." Harua said. "I waited for you."
Jo looked down at him.
"Oh...sorry. I fell asleep."
Harua could see that there was something on his mind.
After seeing a more 'free spirited Jo' yesterday, he now knows that the 'shy Jo' wasn't the real one.
Harua's voice softened.
"Does this have something to do with who called you yesterday?"
Jo looked forward and his expression slightly fell.
"It's nothing." He said.
Harua wanted to believe him, however, he didn't want to urge him too far.
"Ok, good." Harua said.
"However, if you ever wanted to tell me something, you can. That's what the whole friends thing is about." He smiled.
Jo smiled back at him.
After a while, the two of then reached a small table outside.
While Harua was rambling on about something random, Jo was busy thinking about wherever he wanted to tell Harua or not.
Eventually, he did.
He cleared his throat.
"Harua?" He called out.
Harua stopped talking and froze.
"Yes?"
"You were right. Something did happen on the phone yesterday."
Harua straightened his back and leaned forward.
"Okay, I'm listening."
Jo took a deep breath and looked down at his fingers.
"Well, yesterday when I got a call, it was my mum. Usually I go straight home after class, but yesterday I didn't and she got really mad."
"When I eventually got back home, she saw the makeup on my face and.....she said I looked.....disgusting."
The words came out so quietly, Harua almost didn't hear them.
He looked at Jo for a moment before speaking.
"Well, she fucking lied."
Jo finally looked up.
"You heard me," Harua said with confidence, "she fucking lied. She's just jealous because you probably look better than her."
A small smiled tugged at the corner of Jo's lips.
"Really?" He asked.
Harua scoffed.
"Oh please, don't think I've forgotten the way your face lit up when I showed you what you looked like yesterday."
Harua mimicked Jo's gesture when he held up the mirror to his face.
"I look...pretty." He quoted.
Jo laughed.
"I guess you're right."
"I know, I'm right."
For a second, Jo simply stared at him.
"Thank you." He said.
Harua shook his head.
"You know you looked good, so just ignore her okay?"
Jo nodded.
"Just always tell me next time, we're friends."
Jo then checked the time on his phone, and it was already time for the next class.
"Break is over." He said.
The two of them then got up and made their way over to the next lesson.
---
Mr Byun's office
By now, you were lying on your back on Mr Byun's desk, and he was lying on top of you.
You were sucking on his Adams apple while he was shifting his crotch up and down your panties.
"Fuck."
You heard him hiss above you.
You put your hands on his lower back, pressing him into you.
"Y/n.." He whispered. "I need to get down."
Judging by the shake in his voice, you knew he was near his climax.
"In a minute."
He looked up at the clock on the wall and saw there was only three minutes till he had to be back in class.
He tried to stand up, but the warmth of your pussy against his cock just felt too good.
When you took your mouth off his neck, he burried his head in the crook of yours.
"I'm gonna cum." He breathed.
You closed your eyes and pursed your lips together.
He humped you a few more times, before stood up on his feet and quickly unbuckled his trousers.
Just in time, he pulled out his dick and came into his hand.
You heard him sigh as he relieved himself.
While he grabbed some tissues from the corner of the room and wiped his hand clean, you slowly sat up on his desk.
You closed your eyes and rested for a few seconds.
When Mr Byun turned around and saw you, he smiled.
"We have 2 minutes." He said as he came over to you. "You need to hurry up."
You opened your eyes and saw he was right infront of you.
"I'm trying my best." You whined.
He laughed.
He then began buttoning up your shirt while you sat there like a princess.
While he was fixing your uniform, you fixed your hair.
When he was done, he fixed your skirt and began fixing himself up.
"You go first." He said. "I'll catch up with you."
Reluctantly, you got down from his desk and grabbed your bag.
"Is that it?" You asked him.
He tilted his head.
"What do you mean?"
This time, instead of expecting Mr Byun to figure it out for himself, you decided to help him out.
You stood closer to him, turned your head, and pointed at your cheek.
When he realised what you were after, he smiled.
He then bent down and gave you a soft kiss on your cheek.
"Better." you said.
Without another word, you left his office.
With one minute to go, Mr Byun fixed his hair and left his office too.
End of part 4.
Author's note: let the games beginnnnnnnnnnnn 😈😈😈😈
Synopsis: You and Jaehyun had one agreement when this started: No feelings, but it was obvious that it wouldn't last that long. You were right as he slipped up just a few months in after finding out you went on a few dates behind his back, but when you lied during what should have been a harmless game of spin the bottle, Jaehyun lost it and was determined to finally teach you to own up to your feelings.
Genre: Smut, fluff, angst
Warnings: jealous behavior, arguments, cursing, crying, yelling, dom!Jaehyun, sub!reader, kinda mean myungjae but he gets softer, possessive Jaehyun, protected sex, oral (m and f rec.), slight dacryphilia(if you squint), slight overstimulation, confessions, pet names (angel, baby, darling, good girl, pretty, princess), aftercare, (let me know if I missed anything)
WC: 2,382
Comments: Hey guys! My Taesan fic reached over 100 likes in less than a week! That's insane! Thank you guys so much for all the love and support. This is my first smut fic and I hope you like it!! I KINDLY REQUEST ALL MINORS TO STAY AWAY. Thank you!! (Divider credits to @cursed-carmine!! Thank you so much!) (Not proofread so let me know if there are any grammar mistakes or issues. Thank you!!)
No feelings. Seemed simple enough right? The random average person would say: "Obviously not. Do you even watch movies? It always ends up with feelings." And you would definitely hear them out because they wouldn't be wrong, but you knew for a fact that this story would be different. Why? Because your partner in this pact was Myung Jaehyun. If you had a dollar for every time time this man did something like this you would be a millionaire. So it would be perfectly safe.
So how exactly did this even happen?
Well for one, you were a healthy girl with your needs, but you didn't have the time and weren't willing to put in the effort to maintain a full time relationship, but you weren't just going to go on tinder every time you needed to get laid. No. Even with something this ridiculous, you still needed a constant in the arrangement.
That constant was going to be Jaehyun.
To say you knew him would be an understatement. You two had been head-to-head in middle school before you moved. So god forbid a girl gets surprised when her forgotten enemy shows up in her O-Chem class on her first day of university. Four years of high school without you had definitely done something to him. His once straight hair was now permed. He had grown a solid six inches at least, and his ears were now pierced.
The one thing that stayed the same?
Those eyes.
Still as soft and bright as ever. They were beautiful.
Your arguments slowly started again got louder and louder, picking brawls over old memories and new experiences, until one night, the tension broke. The aftermath? carelessly-tossed-aside clothes, wrinkled bedsheets, three condoms in the trash, and a LOT of hickeys on both of you. When you first woke up, you panicked. How could this happen? With the one person you promised to never touch? Then, you looked over at his sleeping face and suddenly every ounce of uncertainty and regret drained from your body. This was Myung Jaehyun. The boy you hated since sixth grade. Maybe you could live with his arguments, especially if you got something like this out of them.
You told him that you couldn't commit to anything right now, but you wanted to keep this up. He just nodded that with stupidly attractive smile before pushing your back against the wall again.
Maybe, just maybe though, whatever that random average person said was right. Maybe feelings were eventually unavoidable, even when it came to Myung Jaehyun.
The arrangement went on pretty well for a few months, until the argument.
"I said no feelings myungjae. What the hell is your problem then?" You said in frustration. "You think that means you can go out with other guys behind my back?" "Why not! Whatever we have is casual, isn't it?" "Whatever happened to not being able to commit to a real relationship?" "That's different jae. I'm not committing to anything but, I'm free to see whoever I want and if I meet someone I like, I discontinue this." "But you can't!" "Why not!" "Because I need you! I won't ever stop! I can't lose you!" You both froze. He let out a shaky breath. "Baby..." He started, but you weren't having it. You left.
You couldn't believe it. Your enemy had almost confessed to you. That little voice in your head sounded suddenly. "Maybe he's not an enemy anymore?" You pushed it aside. You couldn't take this. You needed something else.
Jaehyun couldn't sleep that night. He was too mad at himself for that slip-up. Truth was, he loved you since you were kids, so when you said no feelings, he felt rage bubble up inside him, but no one could resist him for too long. You would be back, and this time, he would make sure that it was not just for his body, but for his heart as well.
"Is he going to be there?" was your first question when Yujin begged for you to come with her to the party. "Not a chance. I already asked multiple people." You sighed. "Fine." She jumped in joy and hugged you before going out of the room. "We leave at 8." She called back.
You pulled out a short, sparkly blue dress that reached your mid-thigh and had thin straps. The voice came back.
"That was a gift from him you know... He said it was only for him to see..." You shook your head to shake the voice out. So what? This was your choice.
You pulled it on and paired it with matching heels and silver jewelry.
Tonight was not going to be about Myung Jaehyun.
The music was loud. The lights were red. The drinks were spiked. College. Am I right? You walked in with Yujin, joining your group of friends. An hour passed and he slipped out of your mind completely.
You stood by the kitchen counter, watching Yujin dance with her boyfriend as you held her purse. Then, you felt it. A gaze burning into your back, and you knew exactly whose it was. You didn't turn, You didn't need to, and to be honest you wouldn't have enough time to either. "What did I say about this dress, angel?" A voice spoke into your ear as an arm you knew too well wrapped around your waist. "It's my dress. I can wear it whenever I want." You said stubbornly, though you knew you were already screwed if he got you alone. He chuckled as he leaned closer, biting your earlobe, "Feeling a bit brave, are we? Do you need a reminder of who bought that set you're wearing underneath it too, baby?" A shiver ran up your spine like a shockwave. This absolute bastard. "Get lost Jaehyun." "Jaehyun huh? What happened myungjae?" "I said get-" Yujin's voice interrupted when she called you over. You took the opportunity immediately and left. He didn't hold you back, but he followed.
The group sat in a circle. He took a seat across from you. The bottle spun a few times few it finally landed on you. "Have you hooked up with anyone in this circle?" "No." You answered. So quickly that it almost sounded as it it was automated. Jaehyun's gaze darkened. You prayed that you would get caught, but of course, luck wasn't on your side.
The bottle had spoken.
"Jaehyun, I dare you to take someone from this circle upstairs for seven minutes of heaven."
That's it. You're kissing your legs goodbye.
"Y/n." His voice said firmly and the circle cheered. You quietly got up and followed him upstairs. He pulled you in front of him halfway up the stairs, hand resting firmly on your ass.
Fuck you really were screwed.
The door locked and you was slammed against it. "Lying isn't one of your best virtues darling, but we can fix that, can't we? All it takes is a little lesson and the honesty comes flooding out." He dragged his lips down the column of your neck. "Jaehy-" "No. That's not my name to you." He bit down on your collarbone and you gasped. "Myungjae please..." "Better. Now, strip." You look up at him, pleading no. "Now. Or I'll do it for you." You slowly slide out of your dress. His eyes darken at the lace beneath. Just like he had guessed. "On your knees." You slowly sunk to your knees in front of him. He unbuckled his belt, his eyes never leaving you. "You know what to do, and if you use teeth, you won't be able to sit down for a week." He warned. "Are we clear?" You nodded. "Words, baby." "Yes myungjae." "Good girl. Get started." You slowly pulled his jeans and boxers down, pulling his length free. "Open." He said, tapping the head against your lips. You obey and he carefully pushes in.
No matter how mad he was, he took care to not hurt you. He could be completely pissed, but he would never break you in that way. You were his to love, not to destroy.
You drag your tongue across his length slowly and he let his head fall back in pleasure. "Just like that, baby... You got it." He praised as you took him in deeper. You could feel him pulse slightly against your tongue, a telltale sign that he was close. You sped up your movements, tears threatening to fall from your eyes but you didn't stop. "Fuck, baby! You're so pretty when you cry..." He groaned as he released down your throat. "Swallow. Everything. Don't waste a drop, pretty." He said firmly, panting. You did, your tears finally falling. He caught them on his thumb as he pulled you up into a kiss, guiding you back to the bed, kicking his jeans and boxers off and completely aside and he hovers over you.
"Look at you... no matter how angry I am at you, you always manage to make me forget about it." He whispers, kissing down your neck. "Baby. I love you. I know I wasn't good at showing it but I'm in love with you. I don't want us to be no strings anymore. I want us together. Properly. Not open anymore." He looked up to meet your eyes. You bit your lip in hesitation. "Say yes, angel. Say yes, and I'll treat you like the goddess you are. Say yes, I'll give you everything you want... please." "Myungjae..." "Please... I know you love me too. I see the way you look at me when I walk into the room. I know you want it too..." You took a deep breath. "I'll treat you better than anyone else. I promise." You give in and nod. He kissed you deeply, reaching down to pull your underwear down. You pulled him closer as his fingers found your entrance. You gasp. "Jae..." "Shhhh.... I know. Let me take care of you now." He whispered, kissing your temple as he slid a finger inside. You moan softly, arching into his chest as he started kissing down your chest, teasing your nipples with his tongue through the fabric of your bra.
It didn't matter how many times you found yourself in this position. He never failed to blow you away.
"Fucking soaked. All of this for me, pretty?" You nod desperately. He chuckled. "Words princess." He pressed down on your clit and you cried out his name. "Jaehyun!" "That's right. All me. Only me." His mouth reached your waistline and he kissed your hipbones before settling down, facing your dripping cunt. "Myungjae please..." You whined. He didn't wait any longer. He placed a kiss on your clit before licking a stripe up your folds. You gasp, arching up again. He laid an arm across your hips to keep you still as he continued devouring you. "So fucking sweet for me." He whispered into your folds. His thumb found your clit again and he started rubbing it in circles. "Jae I'm-" "Close. I know, baby, know you so well. Know this body so well..." He cooed, pulling back. You whined at the withdrawal. He pulled his shirt off and pulled out a condom packet from the pocket of his discarded jeans, before moving to hover over you again. "I need to be inside you when you cum." He said, kissing your forehead before tearing the wrapper open with his teeth and rolling it onto his length.
"You're mine, and I'll make sure you never regret it." He says, kissing you before he thrusts into you in one smooth motion. He swallows your gasp, giving you a moment to adjust before pulling out and thrusting in again. His movements were calculated and precise, knowing exactly what spot to target to coax the sweetest sounds from you. He unclasped your bra, throwing it aside before taking a nipple into his mouth. Your eyes fluttered closed at the sensation. You come undone with a cry, your orgasm ripping through you intensely. He kept going. "One more baby, just one more for me." You shook your head in tears. "Just one, I know you have it in you. Just one and I'll let you rest." He peppered your face with kisses. You came once more, your vision going completely white. He followed, releasing into the condom with a groan. He collapsed slightly over you, catching himself on his elbows so as to not crush you. Both of you didn't speak for a few minutes as you caught your breath.
"Bet that was definitely not seven minutes." He said softly. You laughed breathlessly as he chuckled. "That's your main concern now?" You teased. He smiled. "Not really. Just wanted to hear that laugh." He pulled out carefully, disposing of the condom before he kissed up your neck and connected his mouth with yours again. "Was I too rough, darling?" He asked softly. You shook your head. "I loved it, and I love you." You said, cupping his face, caressing his cheek. He turned his head to kiss your palm before picking you up and taking you to the bathroom. "Let's get you clean and get out of here. I want to hold you in my bed tonight."
The sun peeked in through the curtains of his familiar bedroom. His hand was draped over your waist as he exhaled against your neck. You slowly open your eyes to look over at him. He looked beautiful like this, all peaceful and calm. You slowly got out of bed, freshening up and going to kitchen to make coffee.
You had just finished measuring the coffee grounds when you gasped as arms wrapped around your waist and lifted you on to the counter. "Sneaking around my kitchen in my shirt?" He said with a chuckle. You hit his bare chest playfully. "You scared me!" He laughed, kissing your cheek. "Don't see anything wrong with surprising my girlfriend." Your breath hitched at the title. His eyes soften. "You like that?" You nod, kissing him. "I love you Myungjae, and I won't let you go." He smile against you. "Good, because I'm not planning on abandoning my feelings anytime soon either. You're stuck with me." And you just couldn't seem to mind."
woonhak x femreader
w: smut, swearing, oral (f), sub!reader, switch!woonhak, reader is very shy, first time, unprotected sex (don't!!!), pet names (baby), some begging at the end, some overstimulation, aftercare | wc: 2.9k | might have typos | english isn't my first language | mdni | part 1
author's note: wrote this months apart so sorry in advance
he paused, then looked up at you. "tell me if you want me to stop." he murmured, eyes sparkling up.
your breath stuttered. you looked down at him, at the way he was waiting. hands steady on your thighs, gaze warm but intense.
"don't," you said softly, voice barely louder than a whisper. "please."
woonhak smiled at you before pressing a small kiss on your inner thigh, making you tremble with pleasure.
you caught your lower lip between your teeth as your boyfriend slowly pulled your thin shorts down, throwing them somewhere, eyes never breaking contact with yours.
but he couldn't help looking down now, staring with awe at your panties which were completely soaked with your arousal. "f-fuck, y/n, you're so wet…" he said, amazed that you reacted that way just because of him.
you looked down at your clothed cunt as well, feeling your cheeks heat up even more, if that was even possible. looking away when he looked at you back again. "sorry…" you muttered.
he lifted one eyebrow, a small, soothing smile tugging his lips. "y/n, you don't have to be sorry, okay?" it was now his turn to bite down on his lip, watching the way your fingers fidgeted together over your belly.
woonhak was also a blushing mess, not believing this was actually happening, but he tried to take control, just for you.
your eyes connected with his once again, chest falling up and down rapidly, tugging at the hem of your shirt just to do something with your hands.
"please, woonhak, do something. please." you muttered with the little courage you had left, letting out a sigh.
his breath caught, gulping hard as his hand approached the hem of your silky underwear. swallowing a moan the moment he took off your panties, them sticking slightly to your cunt before letting you go.
you whine as you feel the cold air hitting your cunt, suddenly feeling shy and wanting to cover up.
but woonhak doesn't let you, grabbing your wrists before you could do anything. "please don't." he looked at you, leaning in to press a soft kiss to your swollen lips.
he lets go your wrists as he took his time to look down at your pussy glistening with slick. fuck, he dreamt of it, and now he's finally seeing it.
one of his fingers came closer to your heating core, pulling a whine out of you when he started rubbing it between your puffy lips, checking how wet you really were in between. "ah…w-woonhak.."
"shit– you're so…wet and warm." he looked at your eyes and you quickly looked away.
he goes back to lower himself, resting his body on the mattress as his face came closer to your desperate crotch, hands firmly grabbing your thighs and spreading them apart.
he started with placing small kisses onto the inside of your thigh, but quickly after using his tongue and sucking in, making you squirm underneath him.
"ah– woonhak, please, don't tease." you bite down a moan, one of your hands flying to rest on his head gently, while the other went back to gripping your shirt.
he smiled against your thigh, kisses finally travelling onto where you needed the most. he pressed small pecks over your folds, earning a moan from you, but it still wasn't enough.
you tugged at his hair, hurrying him to actually eat you out, and he lets out a small "ah" against you, the vibration making you close your legs around his head.
"mhmp–!" his moan came out muffled, burying himself deeper as he made out with your touch-starved pussy, his nose rubbing right on your clit.
the sucking noises were so dirty and hot it was impossible not to feel your stomach fluttering in the same pleasant way you felt earlier.
you gathered enough strength to look at him, but when you finally did, his eyes were bright already looking up at you as he fucked you with his tongue, brows knitting forwards. you literally almost came right there.
so you closed your eyes, gulping hard as you tried your best not to cum pathetically fast, the hand gripping your shirt sliding up to grip at your breast instead, hoping it would calm you down.
but, instead, you felt the way woonhak stopped working down on you.
you stopped your movements too, opening your eyes and looking down, confused. "w-what are you doing?" you asked shyly, worried he might suddenly regret doing this.
"you're not looking at me, y/n." he said out of breath, mouth area glistening with your juice and his saliva, hands dipping onto the mattress.
your cheeks heated up at his demanding words, and you let out a shaky sigh. "I- I can't…" you muttered, chest rising and falling quickly.
he leaned up, cupping your face between his hands, kissing you softly. you hum at your own taste and he pulls back with a soft smile.
"yes, you can, y/n." he said softly, thumbs caressing your warm cheeks. he leaned in again, pressing a small peck onto the tip of your nose.
you pout as you watched him slowly make his way back down, hands flying to grab his soft hair gently.
suddenly, you felt the way his lips wrapped around your sensitive bud, making your hips buck up against his face. "fuck–!" you moaned out, quickly covering your mouth as you realised you were too loud.
he smirked against your clit as he kept sucking on it, occasionally flicking it with the tip of his tongue just to tease you a little.
your hips trembled underneath him, eyes shutting tight as you feel your lower abdomen twist in ways you never felt.
his tongue curled down to your entrance, keeping only the tip there, teasing and making small shallow motions as if he might finally push inside, but he doesn't.
you whined at his teasing and you felt the way he tapped your thigh. "hm?" it came out whimpery, opening your eyes and looking at him.
he pulled back from your addicting pussy, a string of saliva connecting him with it. he wiped it with the back of his hand. "you weren't looking at me."
"a-ah…sorry." you steadied yourself with both hands, making yourself get a comfortable position to look at him.
he smiled in return, burying his face onto your arousal once again.
it's sloppy, messy, and it was driving you crazy. especially the way he kept gazing into your eyes.
"woonhak…" you moaned softly, and his eyes fluttered shut, the way you called out his name made him whine against your swollen cunt.
his tongue is inside you now, nose bumping your clit as he messily fucked you with his red muscle. his half lidded eyes staring at the way you watched him with your mouth open, cute little tiny moans falling from it.
your hand tugged harshly on his hair, feeling yourself closer to your orgasm, earning a low groan from woonhak.
"woonie…fuck– I'm so close…" you moaned out, holding eye contact as you felt the knot on your stomach about to burst.
"mhm?" he hummed inside your pussy, feeling the way it clenched around his tongue, excited to taste your cum already.
"fuck– shit– I'm going to– fuck..!" your legs wobbled, and your breath stuttered, desperately rolling your hips against his face, feeling the way his tongue curled into your gummy walls, nose rubbing deliciously on your clit.
you squeezed your eyes shut, throwing your head back as your orgasm washed you over, body twitching and trembling as he kept swallowing your juices.
he pulled back, completely out of breath, as he looked at the way your legs trembled.
"fuck." he mumbled, sitting on his knees, watching the way you recovered. "that was hot. you were hot."
you looked at him through lidded eyes, quickly closing your legs when you saw him staring there once again.
he chuckled, lips swollen and cheeks inked with pink. leaning in with a big smile as he easily spread your legs open, positioning himself between them.
your eyes widened as you felt the way he rubbed his clothed erection against your still sensitive cunt
he leaned in, his flushed cheek pressing against yours. "I don't want this to end." he whispers, pulling back with a pout on his shiny lips.
"I…" you started, hesitant. not because you didn't want to, but because you didn't know what to do.
"please..?" he tilted his head a little, eyes shining bright with lust. "please, I'll be good, hm?"
you hid your face between your hands, heat creeping up your neck as you slowly nod.
he pulled your wrists down and leaned to press his lips against yours. his body pressing against yours, the friction of his clothed boner against your bare cunt making you tremble.
you taste your cum on his tongue, and you wince at the unfamiliar, but pleasant taste.
woonhak hums around your tongue, sucking on it as his hands rested now on your waist, caressing softly over your shirt. his lips traced from your lips down your jaw, licking over the red marks he made earlier.
you let out a small whine, resting your hands on his broad shoulders. slowly sliding them down to the hem of his boxers, tugging them down enough to reveal his v line.
he giggled against your neck before letting a small moan when a specific move rubbed his sensitive tip. he grabbed your hand, helping you pull down his underwear, and he throws it somewhere.
woonhak gently pushed your back onto the mattress, slowly hovering over your body, positioning himself between your legs.
he bites on his lip as he looked down at the way your bodies almost connected. "shit…" he moaned, dick twitching against his lower abdomen, tip still flushed red from earlier.
he grabbed it by the base, slowly rubbing himself between your pussy lips, earning a long moan from both of you. "f-fuck– you feel so soft.." he whimpered.
your eyes widened when a thought crossed your mind. "fuck, woonhak, do you have a condom?" you asked as realisation hit you.
his eyes widened, heart stuttering against his chest. "fuck, no, I don't." his cheeks flushing when he heard you giggle. "I wasn't planning– I've never– fuck, sorry.."
you giggled once again, softly. "it's okay…but– p-pull out, please." you said, the sudden break easing up your nerves.
he bites down on his lip, the tip of his ears reddening more. "r-really?" he looked at your eyes deeply, dick twitching at the thought of it.
you nod, holding the arm that was still on your waist. "please…I want it so bad." you said softly, a pout forming on your red lips.
his dick twitched again at your words, and he grabbed the base of it once again. "tell me if it hurts, okay?"
he pumped it a little before teasing your folds with his tip, rubbing up and down, grabbing it and slapping it against your dripping pussy experimentally.
you whined at the sudden stimulation. "hurry up…please." you drawled your words just a little, tugging at his shirt.
he swore under his breath, looking at your face as he slowly pushes his mushy head inside you. your eyebrows knit together and your breath caught in your throat.
you grabbed onto his arm without thinking, squeezing your eyes shut, trying to calm your heavy breathing. you let out a shaky breath, the grip on his arm tightening.
woonhak's mouth fell open, a small guttural moan escaping from him. "f-fuck…you feel so– fuck– it's so t-tight and warm." he hid his red face on your shoulder before glancing down where you two started to connect.
"fuck– does it hurt? can I…can I move?" his breath is heavy, both hands now holding your waist.
you nodded, wrapping your arms around his shoulders, your hands soothingly caressing his back.
woonhak slowly pushed deeper, inch by inch, pausing every so often to let you adjust before finally bottoming out, a soft moan slipping from both of you.
"fuck…it's so wet." he whimpered, voice cracking from the overwhelming sensation, hips stuttering at the feeling of your gummy walls against his sensitive cock. "f-fuck– you feel s' good…"
his hands slipped to the mattress on either side of you. he lifted his head from your shoulder, glancing down at where your bodies met, unable to look away as heat crept across his face.
he started rolling his hips against yours at a slow pace, tip hitting your sweet spot as he tested the unfamiliar rhythm, not quite thrusting yet.
you moaned softly, clenching around him as he kept grinding against you. he moaned in response, staring at the way your face contorted, making his dick throb inside you.
he leaned in, pressing his lips against yours, swallowing each other's soft sounds. he sucked on your lower lip before pulling back.
"does it– shit– does it feel good? or does it hurt?" he breathed out, hips rolling painfully slow.
you shook your head, the discomfort having faded a while ago. "feels good, woonie…please go f-faster." you muttered shakily, biting on your lower lip.
he nodded, his hips stuttering before starting to thrust in and out of you, still a little slower than you'd asked for. "fuck, y/n– I don't think I'm going to last– fuck." he whined, his stomach twisted pleasantly.
you watched the way his brows knitted together, caught somewhere between pleasure and concentration as he tried to maintain a steady rhythm on his hips.
his lips parted, looking down at where his dick was being swallowed by your cunt, a soft groan slipping from him as his gaze came back up, meeting your eyes that were already looking at him, his cheeks flushing even darker.
you felt heat pooling low at the sight. "you feel so good, woonie– fuck." you moaned, eyes trailing down where you two connected, blushing at the way his dick was covered with your arousal.
"hm?" he hummed, tilting his head a little as he smiled at you, not teasingly, but rather comforting. "hah…you feel so good too…ah~" he moaned, dick twitching inside you as he was feeling closer, breath heavy.
he grabbed your hips, making you gasp in surprise as he pulled your body down against his hips, his thrusts careful despite his growing desperation.
he gulped as he watched down where the rings of fluids formed around his girth, a wave of heat hitting him at the dirty sight.
he slammed your hips against his, wet noises starting to fill up his room, mixed with both of your moans. "fuck–!" you moaned out when at particular thrust hit your cervix.
you clenched around him, gushy walls fluttering on his length, swallowing him just right.
"fuck, baby, you're so tight." he whimpered, legs shaking as he grew tired, the sensation still overwhelming him.
you gripped onto his biceps as you felt closer to the edge, eyes squeezing tight.
"fuck, no– please look at me– please, fuck–" he begged, voice breaking at the feeling of you tightening uncontrollably, knowing you were close.
you let out a shaky breath at his sudden words, eyes fluttering open to meet his flustered state.
you leaned in without thinking, pressing your lips against his. he kissed you back immediately, slamming his hips against yours harder.
your breath caught on your throat, nails scratching his back over his shirt. you whined around his tongue, pulling him closer to your body as your vision blurred overwhelmingly too good.
he keeps on thrusting, unsteady as you clung around him, covering his dick with your cum. his kisses travelled down to your neck, sucking in where he previously marked already.
you let out a shaky whine, body trembling at the overstimulation. you wrapped your legs around him, pushing him harder against your fluttered cunt.
he moaned on your neck and he suddenly pulled back, pulling out of you as he desperately pumped his cock up and down, lifting your shirt up until your belly.
he came with a high pitched moan as thick ropes of semen landed on your belly, some dripping down your mount venus.
woonhak's breath was heavy as he looked down at the mess, milking himself whole with shaky hands, some of his cum dribbling onto his fingers.
your breath was still uneven too, cheeks burning as you stared where his cum landed.
for a moment, neither of you said anything. the room was filled only with the sound of your breathing together.
he let out a shaky laugh before licking his lips. "fuck, I came so much. sorry." he breathed out, eyes stuck to mess.
he shook his head, forcing himself to look away. he turned to his side where his nightstand was, grabbing a handful of tissues before turning back to your side.
he carefully helped clean you up, trying very hard to focus on what he was doing, but every time he glanced up, he found you already looking at him. woonhak gulped, throwing the dirty tissues in the bin beside his bed.
he crouched, reaching out for his underwear thrown on the floor besides the bin, quickly putting it on.
he looked at you once again, giving you a vague smile. "you're okay? it didn't hurt a lot, right?" he asked, softly approaching to you, holding your hand softly.
you giggled shyly, interlocking your fingers with his. "I'm okay, woonie. it only hurt at the start." you leaned in, leaving a small kiss onto his lips.
he smiled into the kiss before pulling away and wrapping his arms around you, hiding his face in the crook of your neck
ꨄ︎ warnings : mentions of kissing & biting, cursing, suggestive in some!
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ꨄ︎ author's note : for this req from my lovely @xionvlog!! can you tell i love making kei unc in all of these 😭 this was super fun to make so thank uuuu ♡ all support is appreciated, i hope u enjoy jokitties 🪽
