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Pairing: Sunwoo x fem reader

Genre: Smut

Word Count: 1.5k

Warnings: mention of cheating, oral (f), fingering, sucking on fingers

a/n: i wasn’t even going to write this but after watching this edit and this one, and this post from @hoshiwhxre i couldn’t stop thinking about it, so have fun i guess??

a/n²: thank you @mistresskate101 for helping me out with grammar stuff

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Care to explain how you ended up in this situation? You were seated on the couch and Sunwoo kneeled down on the floor between your legs, holding them up to his shoulders, with his arms hooked around your thighs.  

It was supposed to be an innocent sleepover at his place, just like any other one you usually had, but at some point, you confessed how your jerk of a boyfriend never really ate you out properly and how frustrated you felt at that sometimes. So, your lovely friend offered to help you.

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CAPTIVATING

sunwoo x fem!reader - enemies with benefits -> not-so-enemies

summary: he swears he hates you more than anyone else does, but he can’t help but get agitated and leave to be with you when his friends bad mouth you.

warnings: dirty talk, unprotected sex, fingering (wrap it before you tap it),

word count: 3.3k

a/n: fluffier than intended, i strayed from the request a lotttt but i really like how this turned out. song req- souvenir

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“watch it.” eric spat, anger written all over his features and you think he’s over exaggerating just a little bit when your friend knocked into him. only a drop of his drink spilling onto his hand, no where near enough for that type of reaction.

“don’t get in my way then.” your friend retaliated and you merely just grab a hold of her hand and pulled her away from a situation you didn’t want to cause.

“come on.” you whisper into her ear, not looking at eric nor his friends, all you wanted was you not cause a scene in the middle of some random party for once.

“go on, run along.” juyeon comments and your friend just sends a sarcastic smile his way. feeling your skin grow hot at the feeling of a confrontation forming.

your eyes briefly looking over to sunwoo who stood in front of eric, red cup in his hands as he refuses to look at you back. you hold in your scoff before pulling yourself and your friend further into the party.

“who invited them here anyway.” eric mumbles, wiping the back of his wet hand on his jacket, sunwoo watches him knowing he will regret that in the morning when his coat smells of beer.

“well, it’s a free country we can’t stop them coming.” juyeon shrugs his shoulders, sipping on his own drink and eric just rolls his eyes at his comment, juyeon loved to be sarcastic at the wrong times.

“i’m surprised [name] didn’t have something to say to us for once.” eric says and both him and juyeon miss the way sunwoo tenses up slightly at his passing comment. eyes looking into his empty cup as he thinks it’s true, you always had a bad mouth on you, what stopped you today?

“true, that priss always has something to say.” juyeon smirks as him and eric both chuckle with smiles on their faces. but the purple haired boys smile soon falls when he sees one of his friends not in the same teasing spirit as usual.

sunwoo would not call you a priss per se, you were just someone him and his friends were not used to.

“isn’t that right, sunwoo?” he says, watching his friend look back up. truth be told sunwoo was starting to feel a little hot under the collar at his question, not knowing how to reply.

it’s true that your friends and his friends had never gotten on, from the get go there had always been something to fight and argue about. tensions were always running high when either of you were around each other.

what sunwoo always failed to tell his friends was that one night with you, tensions ran so high and voices raised so loud it ended in a completely different direction. you both ended up naked, sweating while swearing words of hatred to one an other.

only end up doing it again and again, finding yourself in his bed and letting him do whatever he wanted to you, only to ignore him the next day.

“yeah, that’s right.” sunwoo mumbled slightly, not really feeling the vibe of this party anymore.

“i’m surprised you didn’t have anything to say back either.” eric raises his eyebrow slightly at you, and sunwoo knows that look. he knows that there are one too many thoughts running behind his friends mind.

“she’s not worth my time.” sunwoo says calmly, trying his hardest to remain normal not wanting to give something away.

“what’s up with you?” juyeon questions sunwoo and he can only find himself forcing a laugh out, anything was better than admitting the truth to his two closest friends, not even wanting to know what their reaction would be.

“nothing man, just not feeling it today.” sunwoo replies, eyes searching the crowd, he tells himself it’s to look for people he knew, but his heart was telling him he was looking for you “i might just go home.”

before either one of his friends could reply, ask him what was wrong, he was pulling his phone out of his pocket and pulling up your, oh so familiar contact while walking away.

sunwoo: meet me in my car

you: why?

your eyes dart up from looking at your phone, searching where he was once stood before but he seemed to be gone. only his two other friends stood there, you noticed his absence straight away.

“who are you texting.” your friend asks you with a teasing smile on her lips. she has no idea, even though you hated lying to her, you also knew she would never understand.

she hated sunwoo like you claim to hate him. there was also a time where you genuinely hated every fibre of his being, just the sight of his face was enough to get your gears turning to anger you.

what you couldn’t admit, even to yourself, was that maybe you were starting to hate sunwoo a lot less than you claimed to.

“it’s not like that.” you reply, just watching you teasing smile grow wider when she sees how you hold your phone tighter to your chest so she couldn’t see.

sunwoo: just not feeling this party, come back to mine?

you bite your lip at his message before locking your phone and shoving it back into your pocket, your friend soon finds interest in a brunette that had been looking at her for most of the night. she wanders off into the crowd, giving you no reason to stay.

you quickly drop her a message, telling her that you’re going home and that everything is fine. you knew you would have her questing to deal with tomorrow but that was also fine, you had other things on your mind right now.

you open the door and venture out of the stuffy house party, much colder and quieter out here but it seemed to sober you up enough to recognise the black car that was parked down the street. headlights on and shining forward, giving them some sort of flash when your body comes into view.

that was definitely sunwoo.

you take a deep breath before venturing out down the street to approach the passengers side of the car and you let yourself in once you hear that he’s unlocked it. settling in the cool leather seat and closing the door you don’t really look at him, waiting for him to talk first.

“why did you call me out.” you ask, voice wasn’t too harsh but it was enough to try and continue the web of lies you spun about how much he gets on your nerves.

“headache.” he mumbles “plus, it was getting too loud in there and i didn’t want to go home alone.” you knew what he meant by that sentence, you were smart enough to infer what he meant but you still hold up your act.

“and what? you called me out to come kiss your head better?” you ask him, teasing smile threatening to form on your lips as you look at him.

captivating, as per usual.

watching him lean across the middle of the car ever so slightly, enough for you to smell the alcohol from his breath and his cologne from his neck. you felt intoxicated just by being in the same car as him.

“if you insist.” he smiles, leaning his head down like he’s actually patiently waiting for you to place a kiss onto his forehead, but maybe you weren’t brave enough for that yet.

“dream on.” you both laugh but it’s short lived, you both felt weird being like this around each other. sure you’ve seen one another naked, seen each other during the most vulnerable state, but something about sitting in his car alone with him while laughing felt much too intimate.

you could both feel it.

sunwoo wants to apologise on behalf of eric, he was being rude and uncalled for tonight when it came to your friend. there was no reason for him to snap like that, but he didn’t. not when it’s been the way he always treated you, snapping at you and pushing all your buttons. it seemed far too weird to apologise for that, so he stays silent.

what sunwoo soon came to realise was that maybe he didn’t want to be like that with you anymore, sure watching you go all red and hot headed was fun, entertaining even. but he also concluded that hearing you laugh and watching you smile was a much better high than poking fun at you could ever be.

“shall we go home, help make you feel better?” you say nervously, air becoming thick like you have never done this before when in reality you two had spent far too many nights together to be “so called enemies”

“you read my mind.” sunwoo smirks at you, eyebrows lost in his messy hair that was all over his forehead but you knew they would be raised, looking you as you click your seatbelt and sunwoo starts his car.

you hadn’t been driving with sunwoo often with your short sexual relationship, but you knew two things:

1. he loved to have the windows down, especially during the summer he said. he also says that the wind is refreshing, the summer breeze was enough to make anyone want to go on drives at night.

2. he liked you have the music blaring loudly through his dodgy, almost broken, speakers. he was kind about it though, he always offered you the aux chord, promising you he would never judge you for your music taste, but you always declined.

as you stare out the window, wind rushing through your hair you let your thoughts cloud your mind. there were far too many things you knew about sunwoo, far too many things he knew about you for either one of you to sit there and claim to hate the other.

sure, sex is just sex. but was it meant to mean this much to you? was having sunwoo around and learning little things about him meant to be what happened with this whole benefits thing?

“penny for your thoughts?” sunwoo says, louder than usual before turning down the music slightly to hear you, warm hand landing on your bare thigh.

this was new

“i’m not thinking about anything.” you reply, thankful for the dark so he can’t see the smile on your lips thanks to his hand resting on your thigh.

“not even me?” he teases you, turning his head to look at you, seeing his full face for once thanks to the wind pushing his hair back. you remind yourself to tell him to have his hair up next time, just for you.

“so cocky sunwoo.” you chuckle, seeing the familiar stretch of his road come into view and you’re half relived half sad. you never let yourself think about the fact you and him didn’t seem to hate each other as much as usual.

you had been here before, not even managing to make it to his bedroom before he’s pushing you up against his front door after locking it half heartedly. his mouth was on yours the second he could, kissing you with so much passion you felt weak in the knees.

“you looked so good tonight.” he whispered against your neck, kissing down the flesh often biting down where he seemed fit causing you to squirm in his arms slightly “who did you look this good for?” he asks you.

“you.” you manage to whisper, head looking down to watch sunwoo push the lining of your top slowly down your chest, exposing more and more of the skin there and he wasted no time kissing the skin under your shirt.

“i thought you hated me?” you feel his smirk against your skin and you hands find their way into the locks of his curly hair “yet, you try so hard to good all pretty for me?” he rambles, you’ve grown quite a liking to that.

hate him? it was a little hard to do that when his hand was dancing up your thigh and his tongue drawing patterns between the valley of your breasts. in fact, it was hard to hate him at all when he made you feel this good.

“i cant wait any longer.” sunwoo grunts, his long fingers sliding your panties to the side, cool air hitting your exposed core while you watch his hand disappear under your skirt.

“always so wet for me, hm?” he tilts his head, watching your face as you try and keep your composure when his single finger runs a strips over your dripping cunt. it was embarrassing how quickly he turned you on just from his pretty lips, it was embarrassing how much you needed him.

“who got you this wet?” sunwoo asks you, continuing to draw out his lazy teasing against where you needed him most. finding you adorable when you try and buck your hips forward in the hope he would touch you.

“you.” you say hoping he would now give you what you wanted, but you know him better than that “please touch me.” you whine, head falling back and hitting the door slightly as you feel yourself grow hot.

“i am touching you.” he teases you more, dancing along the outside of your entrance, fingers coated and now wet too and you feel yourself losing control.

“y-you know what i mean.” you stutter, cheeks warm and it only spurs sunwoo on with his relentless teasing.

“i don’t think i do.”

“put them inside, p-please just finger me already!” you want to scream, from the top of your lungs that you could barely hold up your own weight from the door but it seems as though sunwoo is happy to comply now.

sunwoo presses his finger into you, your mouth hangs open and the look of pure bliss on your face was more than enough to have sunwoo trying to ignore the uncomfortable erection sitting in his pants. you always were his first priority.

sunwoo let’s just finger continue to move in and out of you at the perfect pace, lust filled eyes and a lazy smirk on his lips when your cute little whimpers fall from your lips. your hips stuck bucking your against his hand and he uses his free one to pin your hips against the door.

“more.” you manage to squeak out, closing your eyes so you don’t have to watch the way his eyes stared into your soul.

“more what?” he asked you. you might not hate him as much anymore for your old reasons but now you were growing a strong disliking to his need for his ego to be filled.

“another finger.” you whine and he doesn’t reply, simply just giving you what you wish for, allowing another finger to be pulled in by your needy pussy. curling his fingers, smiling at the affect it has on you when your back falls from the door and you’re holding onto his shoulders.

“close.” you mumble against his shoulder, he’s warm. you would be blushing over the way you two are but you’re too busy focused on your own desires.

“yeah?” he asks.

“mhm” your voice was muffled into his shoulder, not being able to think about anything other than him.

all until you feel his fingers pull out, you whine at the loss of contact. before you would even protest, he was already pulling down your underwear and prying you off of his body.

“want you to come on my cock.”

it was a simple statement, one he has said many times before but you still couldn’t help the way your stomach did flips. happily jumping up when he taps your behind lightly, your legs wrapping around his waist as you feel his cock brush against your core, causing you to bite your lip.

“you make it so hard to hate you when it feels like your pussy was just made for me.” sunwoo grunts when his tip enters your core as you let out a small gasp from the feeling. you throw your arms around his neck loosely before he pulls your hips closer to his.

eyes screwing shut when you feel him all the way inside, your head hits the door again and sunwoo makes a mental note to check that out when you’re finished.

“god- sunwoo.” you moan, his hands gripping you so tightly before he lifts you up slightly before thrusting back in, his own moans now mixed with yours in the middle of his hallway.

if it wasn’t for the way his breath was hitting your face, or for the way the air was becoming thick and sweaty, for a split second you forgot all about the way your feelings had overtaken your mind. the only thing you could focus on was how good he felt being inside of you.

“such a pretty body, and all mine.” he grunts next to your ear and you love the way it sounds. all his, that’s all you wanted to be, maybe he meant it or maybe he didn’t but you didn’t have time to ponder on it too much.

“tell me.” he bites his lip briefly, head falling back and even though his arms grow tired he’s not about to stop his thrusts any time soon “tell me you’re mine.”

“i’m yours.” you say a little too quickly, you blame it on your fast approaching high “i’m so close sunwoo.” you grip onto the back of his neck, forcing him to look back at you and the sight sends him closer to the edge.

shirt messy, puffy lips mixed with your hooded eyes was enough to many any man feel weak. how did he ever once hate you?

soon enough you both reach your highs, panting and catching your breath against his front door you almost laugh at the fact you didn’t make it to the bedroom. sunwoo gently places you back on the floor but he’s holding onto your waist, knowing your legs would be weak.

“turn around for me.” he says sweetly but you only sigh softly.

“sun, i don’t think i can go another round.” you smile and he mirrors it when he hears you have now given him a nickname. only throwing him even deeper in the deep end with the way you sent his heart soaring.

“it’s not that, just turn around for me.” he says, voice kind of rough as you slowly turn around to face the door. hands remained on your waist the whole time before you feel a pair of lips kiss the back of your head.

“what was that for?” you giggle slightly feeling his face find its way to your neck as you sink into his hold.

“you hit your head quite a lot.” you both chuckle before you shove him off of you. accepting his offer when he pulls you to his shower, knowing you’ll spend the night tucked up in his bed.

maybe you and sunwoo didn’t hate each other anymore, you have both purely grown past that. you had no idea what was blooming between the two of you but all you knew was kim sunwoo was someone you could now happily accept and that’s all you needed.

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Kim Sunwoo - Overstimulation (M)

Pairing: Kim Sunwoo x Female Reader

Genre: Smut

Word Count: 1.2k

Warnings: overstimulation, oral sex (f. rec.), language, sex

This fic is a part of my October event Thrills and Chills.

“I can’t! I can’t!” you beg.

“You can and you will,” Sunwoo demands, grabbing your calves and pulling you back down to him after you attempted to move away for a small break.

Sunwoo has already given you two orgasms just by alternating between his skillful tongue and one of your bullet vibrators, and the sick bastard loves overstimulating you almost more than anything else. He loves watching your squirm from his touch and beg for relief until tears go down your cheeks. He loves seeing how far he can push you, and you’d be a liar to say you didn’t love every second too.

You loved that sex with Sunwoo usually turned into a marathon, and you were in bliss every single time he made you orgasm. There is something so sexy about him taking control of you and forcing you to have climax after climax. You always get a little payback whenever he lets you take control. Tonight, however, is all about you, or so Sunwoo says.

A gasp is ripped from you as Sunwoo dives back into your pussy. Flattening his tongue and licking a hard line from your entrance to your clit, he decides to focus on circling your nub. The sting that comes with the overstimulation has you hissing and scrunching your forehead, but it soon turns to pleasure, which Sunwoo immediately notices.

He pulls away from your heat. Eyes sparkling and face glistening thanks to your wetness. Everything about him looks so sexy right now. You’re almost ready to lose your mind. He smirks at what you’re sure is your fucked out face and reaches to the side of the bed for something. You try to glance at what he’s doing, but his hand gently, yet forcefully, grabs your chin and holds it to keep you in place.

Your eyes watch him as he brings his face down to yours and seeks out your lips. They fall closed as he gives you a soul-searing kiss, which spurs you on even more as you taste yourself on his tongue.

When he settles in between your legs, the kiss gets heavier, and the two of you start grinding against each other. You feel his length directly against your core, and you whimper at the beautiful feeling until he breaks the kiss.

Out of breath, he places his forehead against yours, and the two of you search each other’s faces for a moment before he lets out a breathy laugh. “Are you trying to distract me with this beautiful pussy of yours?”

You feel his fingers trail down your body to circle your clit as he speaks, and you have to stop yourself from whining. You were just trying to escape his touch not even five minutes ago, and now you want him back down there.

“Is it working?”

He smirks at you. “I’m nowhere near done with you, baby.”

He works his way down your neck, sucking and marking it as he pleases before his lips latch onto one of your nipples. He works it over with his tongue and teeth while his hand focuses on your other one. You lift your hips, searching for his body to grind on, but he smartly moves out of reach, making sure you have nothing to distract yourself with.

His lips leave your nipple and move to start working on the other one. His hand comes up to lightly rub the one he had been sucking on, and when you feel something cool touch it, you have a second to prepare for it.

The vibrator hums to life against you, and you jump even though you knew it was coming. The vibrations cause your nipple to harden, and with Sunwoo working on the other one, it breaks that barrier from extremely enjoyable to too much. Pants come from you as Sunwoo’s name falls from your mouth. He hums, knowing it’s only going to push you further.

“Sunwoo, please. Please, fuck me.”

He pulls away from your nipple, and you think you’re going to have relief, but no. He switches the vibrator to his other hand and makes his way back down to your core. He laps at your heat, and you shamelessly grind against his face.

You stay in that position for a couple of minutes before Sunwoo abandons it and brings the vibrator down to your entrance. He teases your hole as he sucks your clit, and you can feel your high approaching once again. You grab Sunwoo’s hair and push him harder against your clit, but he quickly untangles your hand and pulls away.

“I want to be in you when you cum this time.”

You moan at his words and attempt to grind against anything you can find until you feel his cock line up with your entrance. He moans as he slowly slides in you, using the plenty of juices you’ve both left behind.

His movements are slow at first, and the two of you make eye contact as he pumps into you. The moment is so erotic that it almost sends you over the edge then and there. He looks down to watch himself slide in and out of your cunt, and your eyes follow. Your breath shortens at the sight, and Sunwoo must feel you start to squeeze him because he quickly picks up the pace.

He pounds into you, making your breasts jiggle, and you grab onto his arms and hold on for the ride. With every thrust, he hits your g-spot, and soon, you’re tumbling over the edge. Sunwoo’s name falls from your mouth over and over as he fucks you through your high.

When your mind comes back down to reality, you see Sunwoo’s strained face as he tries to hold off his own impending orgasm. He continues to pound into you, even though you’re squeezing him tightly, causing that familiar sting to grow as the sensation becomes too much.

Sunwoo grabs something next to you and turns it on. He places the vibrator against your sensitive clit, and you nearly jump out of your skin. You squirm to get away, and that’s the moment Sunwoo’s orgasm hits him. He can no longer hold it back.

Grunts fall from his mouth as he rides it out, and he does his absolute best to keep the vibrator against you. He heavily breathes as he watches your fucked out expression contort in slight pain. As he catches his breath, he pulls out of you and turns the vibrator off. He carefully watches your expression as the grimaces fades away and you begin to relax.

You close your eyes as you try to steady your breath. Fuck, he’s good. He drives you insane, and you love every second of it, but that thought quickly leaves your mind as you feel his finger lightly playing with your clit again.

Your eyes snap open as he watches your body in wonder, and you try to pull away, but his grip on your thigh makes it hard to move.

“Sunwoo…” you plead.

“Look at you,” he says in awe, “clenching around nothing… Don’t act like you’re not enjoying this.”

“Sunwoo… Please… Let’s take a break. You’ve already made me cum three times.”

His brows raise, and he searches your face. Once he sees that you’re not really asking for him to stop and instead are just going through the motions, a cocky smile grows.

“Why stop at three when I know you can take more?” He questions before diving back down to eat you alive.

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Caught Red Handed

pairing: softdom!sunwoo × fem!reader × dom!juyeon × harddom!hyunjae

words: 3.6k+

summary: When you keep the secret of having more than one friend with benefits from them, but they end up discovering it and punishing you.

genre: smut

warnings: sunwoo is soft soft, spanking, hair pulling, chocking, swearing, creampie (use protection y'all), foursome, double penetration, spitroast, lying, slight pet play (it literally lasts two seconds lol), praise kink, hyunjae is mean but then becomes soft, and probably more

"Fuck- Sunwoo don't stop please" you whispered in his ear as his moves started to become sloppy. He was close. And you knew. You kept whispering sweet praises and soon enough both of you came, feeling as good as ever. The boy layed down besides you, breathing heavily a smug smile on his face. He loved being like this with you. It just felt so reliving to do this with you, but have no compromise. It was definitely a win-win situation for both of you. While he was emerged in his thoughts your voice distracted him.

"I'm going to take a shower okay?" You said before standing up "okay cutie" he slapped your ass making you wince and look at him with a frown before walking away.

While you were taking a shower at your house, Juyeon was desperately horny at his. A wet dream being the cause. He needed you so much at the moment. It was insane. Immediately he started texting you, sending a bunch of messages, and even a picture, just to make sure you would know he really needed you right now.

Sunwoo curiously looked at your phone, as it didn't stop vibrating. He wanted to see what was making the device go like that. But at the same time he knew it was wrong. He sighed and tried to stay away. Looking at the ceiling. But he just couldn't. Curiosity was bigger than him. He grabbed the phone and smiled when he saw your lock screen, it was a picture of you both when you guys went to the amusement park together. But that pretty smile soon faded once he saw the notifications. He couldn't read all the messages properly, as the device was still locked, but he could read a few of them.

[12:09 pm] big boy <3: y/n are you awake?

[12:09 pm] big boy <3: I need you baby

[12:09 pm] big boy <3 sent a picture 

[12:09 pm] big boy <3: can you see how hard you make me?

[12:09 pm] big boy <3: please come by

Sunwoo had no reason to be mad, but he was. He was also very much a jealous and possesive mess at the moment. You had been sleeping with other dudes? And you didn't tell him? Why didn't you? It made no sense to him. Were you trying to hide it from him? Maybe that was it. And it didn't help him calm down.

The phone started ringing, and he picked up the call, waiting for the other male to speak up first "baby, y/n, are you there? I really need you please" Sunwoo almost threw up when he heard how needy Juyeon sounded.

"who are you?" He asked, his voice clearly annoyed. Juyeon frowned upon hearing another male's voice instead of your sweet voice telling him that you were on your way "no, who are YOU?" He asked back, his face now contorted into a frown "I'm Sunwoo, the one who's fucking y/n right now. Now, who the fuck are you?" His voice sounded like acid, he was annoyed. But he wasn't the only one like that "what do you mean? Are you her boyfriend?" Sunwoo rolled his eyes at that, and he almost said yes, just wanting to get rid of the boy, but he knew you would be mad at him "no. I'm her fuck buddy. And also her best friend" Juyeon couldn't believe that. You had told him he was the only one having sex with you, and now he discovered that it wasn't even true. "Well I'm also her fuck buddy. And I can't fucking believe that she lied to me" his head was now resting in one of his hands as he was feeling very frustrated. "Lied?" "She told me she wasn't fucking anyone else. But now I clearly see that isn't true" Sunwoo's anger just grew at that, you were clearly keeping this away from him. Keeping this petty little secret so you could fuck him and also Juyeon. He was amazed by your intelligence, but at the same time, he was more than mad at you for doing so. He was about to suggest something when the door bell rang. "Wait, someone's at the door" he left the phone on the bed, leaving Juyeon there, waiting for the boy to come back.

Sunwoo put on only some underwear and sweatpants and went to open the door, seeing a man there, and he didn't seem very happy to see him "who are you?" He asked crossing his arms "I'm Sunwoo. You?" "None of your business. Where's y/n? And what are you doing here?" Sunwoo didn't like the boy's attitude, and his face clearly showed that "she's taking a shower, and I'm here cause she called me. She was feeling very needy today. And I came to please all her needs" "don't fuck with me dude. What are you doing here?" Sunwoo rolled his eyes "I came to fuck her. That's it." Hyunjae's expression changed into an incredulous one "what? You're kidding right? Oh for fucks sake" he closed his eyes his hands moving to his temples as he felt quite annoyed by the whole situation.

You basically lied to all of them. And they just discovered it. All three of them. The funniest thing was that you were oblivious to this whole situation, as you were still in the shower, washing your hair while gently singing. You didn't even know what was happening just outside the door of the bathroom.

"We should teach her a lesson" the taller one spoke up, making Sunwoo tilt his head "what do you mean?" "If she's fucking me, you and also another dude you told me about. We should all teach her a lesson" "what's your plan?" Sunwoo brought up the phone closer to Hyunjae's mouth so Juyeon could hear it too "well, we're already here, we just need Juyeon to come. And see how she reacts to this. And then, we teach her a lesson. So she doesn't keep anything from us anymore" Sunwoo felt a bit uneasy. He didn't know what to say. But just the thought if it, was enough to make him hard "I say yes" he nodded "on my way" Juyeon answered. 

After a few minutes you came out of the shower, only wearing your panties, expecting to see Sunwoo there. You frowned once you saw absolutely no one and grabbed his T-shirt. Putting it on. He definitely was at home, and if he wasn't. Why the hell did he leave his shirt? You sighed and were about to text him when you noticed that your phone wasn't there anymore. Confused you started searching for it. Looking all around the room, even underneath the bed. You sighed frustrated as you couldn't seem to find it. It was like it dissapeared.

Not knowing where Sunwoo or your phone was, you decided to search around the house. Your jaw dropping once you arrived to the living room. Seeing your three special friends there. All sitting down on the couch.

Hyunjae was the first to notice your presence, a smirk appearing on his face. "Hello Darling" "W-what are you two doing here...?" you asked suddenly feeling nervous, your hands playing with the hem of your (sunwoo's) shirt. "Oh nothing, we just wanted to see you. Is there something wrong with that?" He tilted his head teasingly carefully analyzing your facial expressions. On the other hand Sunwoo and Juyeon were more fixated in your body, looking down at your exposed legs. "D-do you guys know each other?" You couldn't help but stammer, feeling quite pathetic "No, but you know all of us don't you? And pretty well isn't that right baby? You played the three of us and thought you could get away with it. You dumb dumb girl" he shook his head and then patted one of his thighs. You slowly made your way to his legs, feeling how Sunwoo and Juyeon looked at your ass without even a little bit of shame.

You sat down on one of Hyunjae's legs and he immediately cupped your face harshly. "You're such a slut. I can't fucking believe it. What do you have to say for yourself?" "I'm sorry, I really am" "Sorry for what?" "

I'm sorry for being a slut" you pouted holding onto his shirt "Are you really? Because I don't think you are. Are you proud of what you did? I bet you are. You could fuck one of us whenever you needed. Why didn't you tell us huh? You told me I was the only one y/n." He squished your face even harder, deforming it. "I'm sorry please Hyunjae..." "please what baby? What do you want so badly?" his other hand was now on your thigh, as he caressed the skin gently. He knew that that would just rile you and the other two boys up. You because of his touch and how he was talking, and them because they wanted to be in his place.

"Your forgiveness. I want that. Please. I will be good from now on. I just don't want you to be mad at me please" "Hmm, I don't know about that baby. What are you going to do to earn that?" His hand moved upwards, sending shivers down your spine "I'll do whatever you want me to do. I'll be a good girl" "you will?" He almost laughed upon seeing you nod so eagerly "on your knees. Now." his voice tone changed into a more stern one. Making you squirm.

Almost immediately you stood up, just to do as Hyunjae asked. Kneeling in front of him. He stood up, his large figure seeming way taller than it already was due to the position both of you were in. "Beg. Beg like the good bitch you are." you looked at him in the eyes, pouty lips making the boys on your right melt. But Hyunjae wasn't like that. He was strict. And sometimes even mean. He knew you liked it rough. So he didn't have piety.

"Please Hyunjae, please. I swear I won't behave like that anymore. Please" you pouted even more now holding onto the end of the boy's shirt, looking desperate. Honestly in other circumstances you would be more than ashamed to be doing that, but right now you really wanted Hyunjae, Juyeon, and Sunwoo to forgive you.

Yes you did play with them, and it was wrong. But you thought that if you told them, even if you were only fuck buddies, they would be mad. And you couldn't bare to lose them in any way. You grew attached even if you didn't want to.

"Aww, you look so pathetic baby." he caressed your head before yanking your hair and holding your head up high. "Are we just going to sit here and stare? Cause I don't think that's fair" Sunwoo complained, the bulge in his pants prominent. It started hurting by now, as he wasn't getting any action. "Shut up." Hyunjae spat out now looking at the boy, still holding on tighly to your hair. "No, I also want to participate." you saw how Sunwoo stood up now walking to stand behind you "Listen up Hyunjae, we agreed that the three of us would do this, not only you." Hyunjae rolled his eyes in annoyance and leaned in closer to the other boy "Oh please, you can't even do half of what I do, so just sit down for a while will ya?" "No. Just because you're all mean and bad doesn't give you any right to have her for yourself you jerk." he frowned his pointer finger now on the taller's chest "Okay, fine." he rolls his eyes as if he just heard the most annoying thing in the world "Juyeon, come here." he gestures so he could start the fun.

The black haired man was sat down on the couch, simply enjoying the show, but when his name was called he stood up in almost an inhuman speed. More than ready to take action. "You're gonna be a good whore and suck the three of us, okay baby?" Hyunjae looked down just to see how you nodded slightly "good."

Without a bit of shyness Hyunjae was the first one to start undressing, taking his underwear off last. Your eyes were fixated on his body, everything looking familiar. As you had kissed every single inch of it. More than once. Soon after Sunwoo followed, he had it easier. Just needing to take off his pants and underwear. On the other hand Juyeon stood there for a few seconds, feeling quite shy. Never had he thought he would be in this kind of situation with you and two other males. But he wouldn't dare to complain. Secretly that was one of his dirty fantasies. Wanting to share you and fuck you while your mouth is full too. It just made him go practically feral. Finally he took off his clothes too, and that's when you decided to take action.

Your hands went towards Juyeon's and Sunwoo's dicks, pumping them slowly. Picking up pace little by little. "Open" you heard from above and you did exactly that, your jaw going slack. Hyunjae didn't waste any time, shoving his cock deep inside your mouth. Making you gag. But that didn't stop him, on the contrary, he started moving at a fast pace. For a moment your hands stopped, too busy focused on Hyunjae's moves. A yank was delivered to. your hair, making you whine and begin to work your hands again. "Remember baby, there's three of us." you immediately recognized Sunwoo's voice. But it wasn't his sweet and caring tone. Instead it was like he was spitting his words. Full of anger. He was definitely going to talk to you later about all of this. And you weren't looking forward to it.

Sunwoo tended to get very emotional in general, and everything caused extreme reactions in his behavior. Something that sometimes was too much for you. You loved him, with all your heart. But whenever he got like that, you couldn't even stand being near him.

While you were deep into your thoughts a hand pulled you away from Hyunjae's dick, you looked up just to see Juyeon, the cutest smile all across his face. He guided your head to his cock, and you immediately opened your mouth, letting him move your head as he pleased. Your hand that was now free searched for Hyunjae's dick, and when you found it, you started moving both your hands at the same pace. Wanting to please the three boys.

Above you, you heard pants, grunts and little whispers of how good you were for them. Making you feel better about yourself. Their praises doing wonders at your confidence. You always tried to be good for them, individually of course, because you loved it when they said sweet things. It felt like you were accomplishing something. It made you feel proud of yourself.

After a few minutes Juyeon pulled you away, and you were about to put Sunwoo in your mouth but he shook his head "I want to put it somewhere else" he smirked and you quickly understood "should we go to the bedroom?" you asked your gaze switching between each of them and you saw them nod. As you were about to stand up Hyunjae held your head, pushing you down on your knees again. "Bitches don't walk with two legs" he remarked with an evil grin "Hyunjae..." you whined looking up at him "Shh bitches don't talk either. They bark. Can you bark for me?" your eyes became wide, not believing what Hyunjae just asked you to do. You shook your head immediately, not really wanting to do it. "Then I guess we'll just have to leave" he shrugged his shoulders, he really meant it.

"Hyunjae please don't make me do that..." you pouted and he shook his head "I said bitches don't talk y/n." you sighed and looked down. Taking a deep breath before letting out a little bark. Your cheeks immediately becoming red as you felt extremely embarrassed to be doing that. Sunwoo looked at you in shock, he didn't expect you to comply to those orders, but apparently he was wrong. Very wrong.

"Good Girl" he patted your head before walking towards the bedroom with the other two. You followed behind on all fours, trying to calm yourself down internally. You knew what was about to come, and that would be intense. You needed to mentally prepare for everything. It was the first time you've ever done something similar. It was going to be the first time three men used you at the same time. 

When you all got to the bedroom Sunwoo and Juyeon picked you up and placed you on the bed. Your heart beating too fast. You could even hear it. And they probably heard it too. "Turn around baby, I want to see your pretty ass" you heard Sunwoo say and you immediately turned around, your face facing the headboard. A hand smacked your ass, and you let out a loud whine, turning your head to see who it was. A big smile was plastered all over Juyeon's face. So you immediately knew who hit you.

"You're so wet..." Hyunjae mumbled one of his fingers pressing onto the wet patch on your panties. "Did you want to do this before? Did you imagine fucking all of us?" you shyly nodded. Remembering that one time you touched yourself thinking about all of them. "Well then, your dreams are coming true baby" he chuckled and then you felt a sudden coldness. You were now fully exposed to them.

Without hesitation Sunwoo dived into you, making you moan and whine like crazy. He had a crazy talent to make you come as fast as possible. He knew all your weak spots, he knew how you liked it. And he put it into use.

"fuck- Sunwoo I'm coming" "do it baby, cum for us" you didn't really know who told you that, as you were too concentrated on Sunwoo's tongue movements. After a few seconds, you actually came. Your legs shaking a bit. He held your legs in place while smirking. Still licking over and over, sending you to overdrive.

"Hey, hey, calm down" Juyeon placed his hand on Sunwoo's shoulder pulling him away from you. "So, how are we going to do this?" he asked while looking at Hyunjae "I'll fuck her mouth as I still want to talk to her for a bit, and you two can fuck her other holes" your head was pressed into the mattress below you, and you tried to hear what they said, but you were still trying to recover from your orgasm. "Dibs on the ass" Juyeon immediately said, making Sunwoo whine "Hey not fair!" he hit the taller one on the shoulder "I said it first so get over it" he laughed. Sunwoo sighed and then laid down on the bed besides you. "Hey baby, get on top" he said to you with a pretty smile, and you obviously complied. How couldn't you when he was looking at you with those pretty eyes. Shining to you like the stars.

You slowly shoved the tip of his cock into you and sinked down, until everything was inside you. "You look so pretty" he whispered placing one of his hands on your cheek, caressing it softly. And for a moment you forgot about everyone else. The only one that mattered was Sunwoo and how he was holding you. You smiled at him, and he did so too. Until you felt a finger around your rim, making you close your eyes and whine. "Are you ready baby?" Juyeon asked and you nodded. You held onto Sunwoo's hand and took a deep breath. Now feeling Juyeon shove his finger inside of you. "Fuck" you mumbled and tried to distract yourself from the uncomfortable feeling.

Soon enough Juyeon started moving his finger, going slow so you would get used to it. When you finally did he started pushing himself inside, holding your hips carefully. He was trying really hard to contain himself. Not wanting to hurt you. Hyunjae was now placed in front of you, holding your face with both of his hands "you're being so good baby, such a good slut" he patted your head "open up for me" he demanded and you did just as he said. Wanting to hear even more praises from them. "Fuck, you feel so good" Juyeon started moving at a very slow pace, Sunwoo doing exactly the same.

When Juyeon pushed in, Sunwoo pushed out, and Hyunjae used your mouth just as he pleased, enjoying the view he had of both of your holes being filled up. He didn't even think he would enjoy it so much, but he did. He absolutely loved seeing you get all used up like this.

Everyone's movements became faster, as they were close, and you were too. Everything being overwhelming in the most pleasurable way. You mind was completely fogged up, the only thing in your mind was them. How they touched you. How they whispered sweet things. And specially how good they were making you feel.

Your orgasm came out of nowhere, causing Sunwoo to also come, shoving everything inside of you. Enjoying the warmness, a pleased smile on his face. Juyeon and Hyunjae lasted a bit more. And when they finally came you collapsed into Sunwoo's arms, your head laying on his chest. He caressed your back carefully whispering praises into your ear.

"That was fucking hot" Juyeon laid down next to Sunwoo's body looking up at the ceiling with a happy expression "It truly was" Hyunjae nodded in agreement also laying down on the bed. "We should repeat that some day, please" "We really should."

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Pairing: Sunwoo x Fem!Reader

Genre: Smut ⊹ idk what else, fluff ➴ ?

WC: 955+

Narration: Reader 1st pov, Sunwoo 1st pov. Two pov separated by the dividers. Sunwoo's pov indicated by italicization.

a/n: Im back lovess, after like a decade. And im back with a Sunwoo smut. It's pretty short, but oh whateva.

She looks so pretty.

She looks so pretty sprawled out on this kitchen counter.

She looks so pretty as her nails scratch along the surface in search of anything to grasp her fingers around and I can see her shoulder blades slithering under her soft dewy skin as if it's trying to break free.

I put my palm down on the middle of her back just to feel that.

I lean down until my chest meets her sticky skin on her back and so that my lips hover over her ears.

"my princess looks so pretty"

I lean my body forward till she feels me all inside her as I nip on the shell of her ear and until I can hear the sound of her gasping for air.

"Sunwoo please-" she croaks

Her voice sounds so broken; as it should be as I've been ruining her for the past hour or so.

Over and over again, fucking into her, pleasuring her incessantly until she can no longer tolerate it, until her body gives out.

"hm? you can't take it?" I slow down my thrusts, taking my precious time going in and out of her, feeling her drenched walls devouring me, listening to the squelching noises resonating inside the walls of the kitchen.

I hear a poor whimper fall from her lips as she barely shakes her head side to side telling me she can't.

"well you're gonna have to princess, I'm not quite done yet" I lean back up and slam my hips mercilessly back into hers eliciting a choked moan from her pretty mouth.

His thrusts were lethal.

All I felt was him, rippling through me, fucking me divinely, feeling my insides boiling from all the perverted things he's doing to me.

He felt so good and it was making me delirious. I slap my hand down on the counter digging my nails under the edge of the counter as I swiftly crane my head looking forward taking in as much air as I could trying to catch my breath.

His fingers are digging into the plump flesh of my hips as the movement of his hips begin to pummel into me sharply, impaling me till I feel the tremors throughout my body.

"sunwoo fu-uck, p-please it's-it's too much-" my eyes are tightly shut from the sensation and the excessive panting is making my throat dry as I cry out to him. Tears begin to run down my face gathering at my chin.

"jesus fuck y/n" I feel his hands come up around my throat bringing me up to him and my hands come to wrap around his arm and wrist that's resting on my collarbone.

The next thing I feel is wetness running along my neck, his tongue gliding up my neck until he finds a spot to sink his teeth in biting and sucking onto the stretched skin ending with a wet kiss.

All I hear are wet kisses, and the lewd squelching noises from the area where our bodies connect, and the sound of skin slapping from his thighs meeting my behind.

"I can't get enough of you y/n, last a bit longer for me please, just once more, just one more time for me"

Every being of me shivers hearing those words, and I cry out feeling my heart wrench and I know I feel the same, I've always known. I could never get enough of this boy. He has me, I'm his.

My knee caps meet each other and they buckle as he continues to push moans and mewls out of me.

I feel the fieriness climbing through my body and I'm feeling an abundance of sensations rip through me as my climax is peaking, "babe oh- g-god im gonna cum, i'm gonna-" I throw my head back to his shoulder as it becomes to overstimulating to hold it in.

"give me a sec princess-give me just a second" his voice, breathless

A second turns to few more thrusts and it stirs up through the depths of me and my legs begin to quiver tremendously, if it weren't for Sunwoo's hand wrapped around my waist supporting me, I would have collapsed.

We both let out the most indelicate sounds from our throats as I cum into her sensitive abyss; where my cum should be.

I'm quick to turn her around hungry for her lips to be on mine. I plant my mouth on hers, letting my tongue slip through her worn out lips colliding with hers. I inhale sharply every scent that she emits and a fatigued moan breaks through her. I truly can't get enough of her.

The kiss comes to a slow halt and I break to see her half lidded eyes coming to a close and her head falls to my collarbone.

I wrap my arms around her, my hand coming up to caress her head, stroking her hair.

"you're okay princess, you're ok"

I can feel the aftermath trickle down my legs as he holds me close in his embrace.

I'm breathless and I try to calm my nerves after that insurmountable bliss. My forehead rests against his collarbones and I open my eyes to see his honey like skin, dewed of sweat from our endless lovemaking.

"i can't move"

He snickers puffing out air from his nose.

"my fault." he guides his hand to my jaw craning my head up to meet his eyes.

His eyes flickering from left to right, engulfing himself in the love that my eyes adorn for him. His fingers begin to stoke the edges of my hair, "I love you so much, more than you ever know"

and I? I engulf myself in the love that he gives to me.

a/n: I honestly miss writing :( I hope the narration isn't too confusing lakjsfkj.

But pls interact with me, give me feedback, I appreciate the crazy detail comments.

Love, V.

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Private Party | Kim Sunwoo (M)

☆ pairing — sunwoo x f!reader

☆ genre —smut, fwb!au, slight fluff, hopeless pining, brother’s best friend!au, angst (?)

☆ word count — 5.8k

☆ WARNINGS — 18+, idol!au, group member’s little sister!au, oral (f & m receiving), fingering, multiple orgasms, rough sex, clit play, dom!sunwoo, sub!reader, choking, riding, alcohol mention, pet names, manhandling, dirty talk, etc. — Reader Discretion is advised.

☆ summary — the only girl Sunwoo wants is the one he can never have. 

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The door to Sunwoo’s home carelessly flew open and his lips were instantly pressed to yours. He swiftly closed the door behind you with his foot before pushing you against the wall. You melted into him as you coiled your arms around his neck, your lips finding his in a sweet, but intense kiss. His tongue tapped your lips for entrance and you let out a small moan of approval, causing him to grin as he broke the kiss, attacking every centimetre of exposed skin that he could find on your neck and jawline.

“God, dinner lasted forever,” you gasped breathlessly, letting your head fall back against the wall as he feathered kisses across your jawline, “And your little trick under the table almost got us caught.”

He pressed his erection into your lower stomach as he lowered his lips to your ear and his voice came out in a deep hiss. “I guess I just can’t resist you,” he spoke huskily, his tongue lightly brushing against your earlobe as he smirked and kissed your sweet spot behind your ear. Your breath hitched in your throat, your lips parting slightly as you breathed out a moan and melted into him and the wall behind you. If his body hadn’t been pressed against yours, you knew you would’ve slid down the wall. He barely did anything to you and you already felt utterly wrecked. Your legs felt like jello and your breathing was heavy. You couldn’t think of something funny or sarcastic to say, so you focused on calming your pounding heart. 

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Day 15 - Sunwoo - fingering

word count: 2992 words [⚠️]: voyeurism, fingering, dirty talk, slight choking, solo masturbation (f), watching porn, roommate!sunwoo, finger sucking a/n: it's crazy how i can write pure filth like but the mere idea of having sex with someone terrifies me sfjghdfkgj also sorry if this is trash but it’s 1am lol i’m tired and i work in a few hours 🤪🥴

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You have grown pretty close with your roommate Sunwoo over the college years you shared. You were two busy students, he was a biology major, and you were in law, both working your asses off in different fields to get on top of all your classes.

So, even if you lived in the same apartment, you barely saw each other, cramming as much content as possible till dawn. It was getting super tiring for both of you, and you spent your rare free time watching a movie to relax from the daily pressure. You were also there to comfort each other when you felt like giving up, but it stopped there.

Sunwoo was in a relationship with a girl when you first moved in together, and as the wonderful roommate you were, you willingly left the apartment to give them some privacy a few times per week, when she came over. But at some point during the year, you no longer saw this girl coming around your place.

Sunwoo informed you one day that they had broken up over a shitty reason that he remained pretty vague about, and you didn’t dig further, much to his delight. That’s all you needed to know, even if it was a blatant lie. He would never admit to anyone that your name accidentally slipped off his lips as he reached his high, his girlfriend outraged by the incident.

She had immediately put a stop to this relationship, storming out of the apartment while yelling insults and a loud “WE’RE DONE!” at him as she slammed the door, a vase wobbling on the chest of drawers, falling to the ground the next second.

When you came back to the apartment as you had spent the evening with Jacob and Kevin, you thought it was best not to mention the broken glass on the floor and the stillness of the apartment, which was quite unusual.

The first few times, you could always hear either her cranky laugh or borderline pornographic moans coming out of her mouth as you walked through the door, making you cringe as sometimes even gag. It was as if she wanted to prove that she was the one fucking Sunwoo and not you, but you just shrugged it off, finding her pathetic and utterly out of her mind.

You felt your heart skip a beat in happiness when he admitted that they were no longer together, and he seemed relieved as well that she finally wasn’t always watching what he was doing.

Since then, Sunwoo started walking more freely around the apartment, always one part of his body barely covered; he was either shirt- or pantless, the latter happening more rarely than the former, but you witnessed him once walking around only in his boxers.

To say the least, this man was packed. Thighs, ass, chest, arms, crotch. Whatever you name, it had girth.

As much as you hated yourself for doing so, you started developing a crush on him. The first symptom was when you couldn’t help but stare at his back profile each time he walked past you hardly dressed. It was a rule that you had established to protect yourself from getting hurt, but even your inner, future lawyer was telling you to break it. Just once.

And as predicted, it ruined your life.

One night, which was tonight, you could not take it anymore. You were exhausted, your hormones were acting up and the only thing that you had in mind was sex and, of course, your roommate.

You rolled your chair away from your desk and jumped on your bed after making sure that you pushed the door fully to the frame, deciding not to lock it as you still had a few hours left alone. Sunwoo was out for the evening, and he shouldn’t be back before dawn, like each time he went out for drinks with his friends.

You made sure to turn your notifications and Bluetooth off – an accident can happen so fast with technology – before plugging in your headphones to your iPad, opening an adult website. You cringed at what you furiously typed in the search bar, biting on your thumb as you scrolled through the different explicit thumbnails.

You found a video of a couple fucking, and when you clicked on it, your heart skipped a beat as the male surprisingly had a similar voice to your roommate. However, much to your disappointment, it wasn’t Sunwoo in the video.

Your pussy throbbed at the idea of him fucking you with a camera somewhere in the bedroom, and you didn’t waste a single second to remove your sweatpants and undergarments to start touching yourself, fingers rubbing deliciously between your folds.

You whined as you were already super wet, a clear image of Sunwoo coming into your mind when you closed your eyes and forced your head back into the pillows.

The sounds in your ears were extremely erotic, the video and quality were good. You couldn’t help but get lost in the pleasure as it sounded as real as it looked. No artificial scenarios, no fake moans, just pure love and desire that a partner has for their significant other. It was like they were made for each other.

You unconsciously let out a whisper of Sunwoo’s name, your free hand instantly slapping against your mouth in embarrassment as you went faster, now entering yourself with your ring and middle finger. It felt good, but deep down, oh so deep down, you wished that they were his fingers touching you like that.

Screen resting against the mattress, you only focused on the sounds as they turned you on more than the images. The pads of your fingers toyed and teased your clit, causing you to mewl out your roommate’s name another time.

His handsome face appeared in your mind, and your heart hammered faster, the man’s grunts making your imagination run wild. You clenched around your fingers when he whispered dirty things in his lover’s ear, making it sound like he was doing it to you. What a good idea he had to hide a mic behind his partner, it made it sound even more real.

Too real, almost. You were covered in a thin layer of sweat as you were about to cum, the couple not far from their high either.

You mimicked the breathy whispers of the woman, the “baby I’m gonna cum,” replacing the nickname with your roommate’s name, your orgasm getting closer as you fastened the pace your fingers entered you, curling them right to tease your g-spot. They weren’t long enough to reach it as you pleased - you were sure his were slim enough to trigger it – and that simple thought pushed you over the edge in a loud scream, followed by whines and profanities mixed with a trail of Sunwoo’s name hastily whispered as you were riding your high, droplets of your juices rolling down your digits.

It was hard for you to catch your breath again as it was one of the most intense orgasms you had ever given yourself, and it’s with amazement you realised that you had come more than usual, your shrouds dripping off your core.

“Oh my god,” you breathily whispered as you paused the video, body heating up in embarrassment at the mess you’ve just created on your bed. It was almost midnight, how you could explain to your friend why you made the washing machine work this late in the evening when you had the entire day to do your laundry?

This thought had just appeared in your brain, but it quickly got vanished by two confident knocks on your door frame, your head snapping up instantly as your heart jumped in your throat. Panting, you hastily covered yourself and removed your headphones, the door sliding wide open on a grinning Sunwoo.

His muscular arms from his endless workouts were crossed on his chest, a smirk decorating his mouth as cockiness was painted all over his face. You thickly swallowed, cursing him for coming home this early. He looked so sexy, and you sighed, wishing that he didn’t look this sober and sexy with a boner constricted in his jeans.

“Sunwoo! What are you doing here?” you aggressively asked, snapping back to your senses. He chuckled, taking a slow yet confident step inside your dimmed bedroom. Your LED lights had turned purple while you were deep in your business, and the light made Sunwoo entirely clothed in black look even sexier.

“Looks like someone’s enjoying themselves over there. Thinking of me, I heard?” He ignored your question while taking another step, your body instantly withdrawing towards the bed frame to establish some distance.

“Shut up,” you frowned as you clutched the covers around your body, watching your roommate taking a seat next to you. His eyes fell on your bare collarbones, and he licked his lips before looking back at you, a wider smirk tugging on his mouth.

“Do you want me to, dear? Don’t you want to hear how much you turn me on and how sexy you looked when you made yourself cum while thinking of me?” he asked as his large hand landed on your covered thigh, caressing it up and down. Your body instantly reacted to his touch, sending a rush of warmth in your veins. He felt electric, and it wouldn’t take him too much time to make your brain short-circuit.

“You’ve seen everything?” Heat was now all over your face, spread to your ears down your neck, feeling like you could cook an egg on your cheeks at how embarrassed you were. Sunwoo smirked as his hand trailed higher, now caressing your stomach, forefinger climbing the valley of your breasts to catch and grab your chin. Your heart hammered in your chest, and Sunwoo could see the vein on your neck pump fast, his ego swelling at the effect he had on you.

“A good part of it, yeah. You looked so needy and sexy while chasing your high that I couldn’t interrupt you.” “So you just enjoyed the show of your roommate masturbating? Like a huge perv?” you asked, and he chuckled again, climbing on your bed, his body straddling yours. “If you wanted some privacy, you should’ve locked the door, not just pushed it,” he bent down to whisper those words against your lips, feeling his warm breath hitting them, making you shiver.

“You fucking asshole,” you weakly smirked, your hand flying to the back of his head to press his lips against yours, moving them at a harsh, needy pace that Sunwoo didn’t struggle to follow. You did when he took the upper hand and went at his pace, switching positions, making you land on top of his hard abs.

He moaned against your mouth when he felt how wet you still were from your previous orgasm and his current teasing, your juices dampening his t-shirt, making his skin shiver in pleasure. When he pulled away, you were both panting, and he was quick to push you backwards, head landing at the far end of the bed.

To Sunwoo, you looked so sexy with your hair sprawled on the plush fabric of the comforter, your naked body laying under him. You didn’t feel shy as he eyed you up and down, his mouth water and cock throbbing in his pants at the sight of your bare cunt.

“So pretty, I wanna fucking ruin you,” he whispered as his hands rested on each side of your head, mouth sinking back on yours, as if to silence his own dirtiest fantasies.

You wriggled as the pad of his fingers ghosted on your skin, goosebumps awakening immediately. Your back slightly arched off the bed, and you moaned against his mouth as his fingers played and twisted your nipple before cupping your breast.

“So good,” he whispered and grunted when you directed your hand to his crotch, rubbing him up and down. You felt it twitch against your palm, and you smirked, whining as he kept teasing your breasts.

His fingers started dancing lower, down your breasts to your stomach, soon hovering above where you needed him the most. His large palm cupped your cunt, his ring finger easily slipping between your folds, thanks to how aroused you were for him.

“Seems like your idea of me making you cum wasn’t enough. Look how much you’re dripping, you needy slut,” he whispered, retracting his hand and spreading his fingers apart for you to see your arousal forming strings between them.

“Sunwoo please, do something,” you begged, and his smirk widened, loving how you sounded when you were submissively begging for his touch. “Since you asked so nicely, I can’t refuse you anything, beauty,” he whispered as his hand squeezed your shoulder, the other rubbing in between your folds.

You whined his name at the sensation, mouth falling agape before breaking in a loud moan as he inserted two fingers at once. It felt amazing. Your arousal returned twice as strong as you were maintaining eye contact with your roommate, trying not to roll your eyes at the back of your head. He was kneeling next to your upper chest, his crotch almost in your face, mouth watering as you thought about sucking him off. You could smell his laundry and the masculine cologne he was always wearing, core clenching around his fingers as you smelt a good whiff of it.

Your hand wrapped around his tensed forearm, feeling his veins under your skin as he kept pumping his fingers inside of you at a rapid pace, the squelching sounds turning you on even more. The only thing you could do was mewl, and Sunwoo loved to see you react that way. He smirked and kissed your lips before trailing his mouth down to your neck, his fingers curling even further inside you.

“A-Ah! God fuck yeah, keep going Woo, please,” you panted, the pace he set never faltering, his thumb rising in the air to come and tease your clit.

It pressed harder on your sensitive point at each thrust, making you see stars as his fingers were devilishly wrecking you apart. You were already a mess around them, Sunwoo couldn’t help but wonder how sexy and submissive you would look falling apart around his cock.

Your moans were getting higher and louder, Sunwoo pumping his fingers even faster. They reached much deeper than yours as they were slender, making you feel like Heaven was within reach, you just needed something more.

And, as if Sunwoo had scanned your brain to understand what would send you over the edge, he wrapped his free hand around your throat and lifted you from the bed to press your lips together, the tightness of his hold was just the right thing to make you see stars and eventually orgasm.

“Good girl, that’s it, baby, that’s it. Come around my fingers, yeah, that’s it,” you fell apart around Sunwoo’s fingers, hands clutching onto the bed sheets as your whole body shook, eyes rolling at the back of your head as he whispered his dirty words on your mouth.

His eyes lingered on your face, admiring your fucked out state before wetting his lips and pressing them on yours in a languish kiss. He helped you ride your orgasm by keeping on pumping his fingers inside you, your thighs quivering as you threw your head back in the comforter, your juices rolling down Sunwoo’s fingers and your inner thighs.

A few moans slipped out of his mouth as well as you kept clenching hard around his fingers, his cock feeling painful in the confines of his boxers. He eventually let go of your throat, your blurry vision slowly coming back to normal as you were coming down for your high, chest heaving up and down heavily.

Sunwoo smirked and tapped your cheek to make you open your mouth, your tongue wrapping around his fingers as you tasted yourself on them. Once you had licked them clean, he wiped the corners of your mouth with his thumb as a mix of drool and your cum had gathered there, smearing it in his palm. He then unbuttoned his pants, touching himself with your spit after falling on his back next to you.

He was super sensitive due to all the dirty talk and your fucked out, submissive state, and he only needed a few harsh strokes for his seeds to spurt out of his tip, coating his hand and staining his black t-shirt and underwear. Just like he did for you, you helped him ride his high by wrapping your hand around his, applying pressure and speed. A surprised yet pleased moan erupted from the back of Sunwoo’s voice, making you clench around nothing at how sexy he looked.

He glanced at you with hooded eyes and a drowsy smile, finding you the hottest in this blissful state. You gathered strength and lifted your arm, hand coming to his face to caress his warm cheek, earning a smile from him.

“That was amazing,” he whispered, and you nodded, fingers grazing against the skin of his neck. “It was, but we made a mess,” you whined as the sheets were covered in sweat and messily wrinkled with your movements and releases, Sunwoo giggling at your state of distress.

“Come sleep with me, I washed my bedding yesterday,” he mumbled as he pushed himself closer to you, his face nuzzled in your neck as he pressed his hot lips on your sensitive skin. “So we can mess your sheets too?” you teased, and he chuckled, sucking harshly on the spot right below your earlobe, slightly decentred to the left. “Not now, darling, but I can’t promise you in the morning.” He smirked, and you scoffed, jokingly slapping his chest before he sat up, throwing you on his shoulder to take you to his bedroom.

[hwangsbbg]

mile high club

warning: nsfw, contains smut, sex on an airplane, this is a long one (1.5k - I'm sorry?) .

The air conditioning of the first class cabin makes you shiver. You're annoyed at yourself for wearing only a dress - caught up in your excitement at the thought of finally going on a vacation with your boyfriend. Sunwoo settles into his seat next to you noisily before looking over to smile at you when he notices you shivering. Putting his hand up to catch the flight attendant's attention, he calls her over, "Can we have a blanket, please? " She nods and goes to retrieve it while Sunwoo puts his warm hand over yours and gives it a squeeze. She returns and hands the neatly folded blanket to him, which he unfurls and drapes across both of your laps, pulling it up over your shoulders.

You rest your head on Sunwoo's shoulder as you watch some random movie he chose, genre being romance of course, his favourite. After some time passes, you feel yourself getting sleepy. You're close to dozing off when you feel his hand that had been resting on your knee, under the blanket, slowly trace a purposeful path up your thigh, lifting your dress up with it. Now fully alert, you raise and turn your head to look at him questioningly, to which he simply responds with the corner of his mouth lifting up and leans in close to kiss you full on the lips. You happily return the kiss as his fingers grip at your thigh, the other hand sliding into your hair to pull you closer.

As he's kissing you, his hand on your thigh makes it way up into your inner thighs, stretching his fingers to part your legs. You grab his arm tightly when he slides his fingertips up and down over your slit before moving up to press against your clit, making you let out a quiet moan unexpectedly. Wanting to return the favour, you slip your hand under the blanket and rub over the bulge straining against the fabric of his jeans. You feel his body shudder in response and you apply more pressure with your palm, he gasps a little mid kiss and you feel his hot breath against your face.

He starts rubbing quick, tight circles right on your clit, making you arch your back and stifle a groan of pleasure, as you palm him faster. You can't help but stare at the way he bites his bottom lip to hold back any sounds, he's just so pretty. You both freeze when you see the flight attendant passing by with a noisy cart on the other side of the aisle. You stay frozen when you realize how disheveled you two look from your sinful deeds and you definitely wanted more than what you could do here in this small, very public space.

"Maybe we should do this somewhere more private? " He asks you, clearly thinking the same thing. You nod and move to stand up, letting the blanket drop and pulling your dress down hastily - not before you notice his eyes dragging across the exposed skin with half-lidded eyes. "Wait a minute and then come join me," you tell him and he nods quickly. You turn your body away from him and step across in front of him but before you could walk away, he places both hands on your hips and pulls you down onto his lap. The sudden movement startles you and you gasp as he wraps his arms around your waist.

You feel his bulge pushing against your ass as you sit on his lap and he leans forward to whisper into your ear, "Oops, turbulence I guess." Sunwoo chuckles as you panickedly sit up even though the cabin was nearly empty and no one was paying you two any attention. "One minute," you breathe out, trying to calm your flustered self. Sunwoo just nods and laughs again, smacking your ass when you step out into the aisle and head straight for the washroom. God, he's such a dick. There's no one around the door and when you look back at him, he nods at you once, smiling with a wink, as you enter and close the door behind you.

You're buzzing with anticipation as you try to calm yourself down by taking in your surroundings. This is your first time in a first class washroom and you notice it's roomier than economy washrooms, although not by much. You check yourself out in the mirror, fixing you hair and swiping your lipstick that's been smudged. Biting your lip, you start to wonder if a minute has always been this long when you hear a noise outside the door - almost like a tapping sound rather than an actual knock. You open the door quickly to see Sunwoo standing outside with one arm propped on the door frame, looking over at you with a knowing smirk.

Smiling back at him, you grab ahold of his jeans by the waist and pull him towards you before you close the door and lock it. His hands rest on your hips immediately as his body is forced to be close to yours in the small space. He leans closer and claims your lips again in a kiss, his lips feel so soft and warm, you feel yourself melting into the kiss. While you're kissing, he turns you around, slowly backing you into the door with his whole body pressing up against you. He moves one of his hands up to cup your cheek while your arms snake around his shoulders, pulling him into you. His fingers squeeze the flesh on your hips, then move to wrap his arm around your waist and pull your hips forward so they meet his.

You let out a gasp when you feel him grind his hips into yours and you feel how hard he is again. He takes this opportunity to wander his tongue into your mouth, kissing you hungrily as he continues to grind against you. You're moaning into his mouth, gripping his shoulder tightly as you feel yourself getting wetter, your core tingling at the feeling. He groans as you move your hips against him faster, the friction felt delicious. You gasp at how good it feels, but this wasn't enough, you definitely needed more. "Hmm, Sunwoo," you moan out, moving to stop his hips so you can pull down his jeans and boxers.

He stares at your face with lust-filled, dark eyes as you do this, lifting your dress up and pulling you panties down. He takes one of your thighs and lifts it up so he’s holding your leg around his waist. You take his cock in your hand and stroke him gently, rubbing your thumb over his tip; he hisses, his grip on your thigh tightening, his fingers pressing dents into your skin. He takes over, pushing himself into you, until he’s all the way in. You moan breathlessly, gripping his biceps as he stays still to let you adjust. You squirm a little when you’re ready for him to move, wriggling your hips, unable to speak. Fortunately, he understands and begins to move.

His thrusts are hard and focused, angling himself and holding your thigh up securely so he hits your sweet spot every time. You moan louder than you expected, quivering a bit as he thrusts into you. Your mouth hangs open as you glance over to see the reflection of you both in the almost full-sized mirror. You're transfixed by how sexy Sunwoo looks, his hair all touseled, concentrated on moving in and out of you while scrunching his face to control his pleasure. You watch him as he drops his head back, eyes closed and as his lips parted in a almost smile, low groans escaping his throat.

A rush of pleasure floods through you as you watch him, you turn your head back forward and pull Sunwoo in to kiss him again. This kiss is deep and intense right from the start, he wraps his long fingers around the nape of your neck to hold you tightly. He smells so incredible; you feel like you're in a haze, enveloped in lust, musk and linen. The combination of all of this stimulation along with the element of danger of being caught is enough to have you climaxing like you never have before. You moan as you come, mouth agape, eyes closed, your head leaning against the wall.

Lost in your own orgasm, you hadn't noticed that he had orgasmed with you, now panting heavily. He holds you close to his body as you both come down from your high when suddenly, you're interrupted by a knock on the door and someone asking if the washroom was free. You both freeze instantly, but Sunwoo quickly gathers himself and replies, "Sorry, it's occupied." As you hear receding footsteps, you let out a huge breath you didn't realize you were holding. He laughs at this, "You were really scared, huh? Poor baby." You smack him on the chest, rolling your eyes, "You're an idiot, Kim Sunwoo." He laughs again and sighs happily, resting his forehead on yours.

🖤

[hwangsbbg]

12 Days of The Boyz - Sunwoo

Pairing: boyfriend!Sunwoo x reader

Summary: your boyfriend came along to your family’s winter vacation

Warnings: oral (f. & m. receiving), slight exhibitionism, unprotected sex (please be safe!), facial

Genre: fluff, smut

WC: 2k~

Artist Note: Hi! Just a few Christmas themed drabbles for fun! I'll post one every day-ish from Dec 6th - 24th! (weekdays only) minors dni with the smut drabbles! If you want to be tagged let me know :) Here is the first one! Submitting this for the holiday event @ficscafe

You leaned your head against the window as you watched the trees go by. The drive to your family’s cabin wasn’t so bad this year, but you were checked out as the car slowly drove through the mountains along the familiar winding road.

Looking down, you watched Sunwoo sleeping soundly on your lap. He looked so innocent and sweet in his sleep, you almost didn’t want to wake him but you were almost to the cabin. You shook your boyfriend’s shoulder gently in an attempt to rouse him. His face twitched in annoyance but he remained sound asleep in your lap. You sighed in defeat, deciding to leave him alone.

“Does Sunwoo always sleep this much?”, your mom queried.

You rolled your eyes, she was already starting with her questions. “No, mom. He’s not lazy if that’s what you’re wondering. This drive is just boring.”

This was Sunwoo’s first time meeting your parents and with you coming back home from college together your mom insisted you drive to the cabin as a family. Thankfully, Sunwoo fell asleep almost immediately, thus postponing his inevitable interrogation by your mother.

You could feel Sunwoo shift in your lap and poke you in the cheek.

“Perfect timing, we’re almost here.” You could see the huge cabin through the snow-capped trees as your mom turned down the street and up the long driveway.

Sunwoo sat up to look out the window, in awe of the snowy scene in front of him. It was beautiful out here and you wanted Sunwoo to see the place where you spent most of your winter breaks growing up. The cabin was huge, it had lots of rooms and belonged to your great-grandparents but your family used it every year for as long as you could remember. Growing up, you were always bored coming out here but you had lots of plans for you and Sunwoo.

Your mom’s voice pulled you from your thoughts. “Y/n, Sunwoo, we’re here!”

Once the car was parked you hopped out of the car and ran up the steps to stand on the front porch and waited for Sunwoo to follow suit.

“Your parents own this place?” Sunwoo was digesting just how big this place was.

“My mom’s grandparents do. Come on, I’ll give you a tour.” You grabbed his wrist and pulled him inside. You winked at Sunwoo. “Wait until you see my room.”

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“And this is our room”, you said, as you opened the door to where you and Sunwoo would be sleeping while on winter break. It was a spacious, yet cozy room and your favorite out of all the rooms in the cabin because of the view from the balcony. You stepped into the room and went to look out the French doors that lead to the balcony. “So, what do you think? Isn’t this view beautiful?” You watched the snowfall onto the trees and beyond that, your eyes focused on the mountains that were in the distance.

Sunwoo’s response was a teasing whisper, “I think we have the best room in this place.”

You felt Sunwoo wrap his arms around you and bring you closer to him, your back flush with his chest as he held you. Your eyes were still locked onto the scenery outside as you asked, “What do you wanna do first? I could take a nap.”

Sunwoo nuzzled his nose against your neck, “No babe, don’t sleep yet.”

You turned around to plant a kiss on Sunwoo’s plush lips. “Okay, then what do you want to do?”

Sunwoo’s hands slid to your waist and he slowly backed you into the French doors, pressing your back against the cold glass. “This”, he breathed. He dipped his head down, crushing his lips to yours.

You splayed your hands across Sunwoo’s chest as you deepened the kiss, while your other hand made its way into his fluffy brown hair.

Sunwoo’s hands dug into your hips as he pressed his body closer to yours, kissing you passionately in front of the two large glass doors. His tongue traced the seam of your lips, waiting for your invitation to come inside. You parted your lips, swirling your tongue around Sunwoo’s and allowing him to explore your mouth. Your kisses were sloppy and hungry as your mouths devoured each other. You could never get enough of his lips.

You played with the soft strands of hair at the nape of Sunwoo’s neck as you sucked his bottom lip into your mouth, nibbling on it gently and eliciting a shiver from him.

Sunwoo broke the kiss and slowly unzipped your pants and pulled them down, along with your underwear as he slowly sank to his knees in front of you. He lifted one of your legs and put it over his shoulder, kissing your thigh as he made his way closer to your wet folds. Your chest rose and fell rapidly as you anticipated the first swipe of his tongue on your needy clit. With closed eyes, you sighed in satisfaction as Sunwoo tenderly lapped at your pussy, teasing your entrance with his tongue.

You leaned back against the glass doors, trying to get more comfortable as you enjoyed the way Sunwoo was delving into your pussy, driving you crazy already with his velvety tongue. Your head fell back against the glass as you let out a soft moan, feeling dizzy from the pleasure building in your stomach. “Mmm, babe don't stop.”

Sunwoo looked up at you, lustful eyes boring into your soul as he continued to swirl his tongue around your sensitive bud. Grabbing one of your hands, Sunwoo placed it in his hair, encouraging you to use him the way you wanted. He started sucking on your clit lightly, as you moved his head from side to side burying his face in your pussy.

Your grip on his hair tightened as you tried your best not to cum yet. You couldn’t take it anymore, feeling the coil in your stomach tighten further. You cried out, “S-Sunwoo, can I?”

Sunwoo ignored you as he parted your lips with his fingers and flicked the tip of his tongue against your exposed clit before using his tongue to slurp up all of your juices. He took his pointer and index finger and teased your entrance for a moment, circling his fingers around your wet folds and dipping them inside.

Your stomach was starting to contract as you tried to hold back cumming all over your boyfriend’s face. “Sunwoo, please. P-please, please, please. I wanna cum, I c-can't hold it.” You begged.

Sunwoo stopped his ministrations to look you in the eyes again, a seductive grin on his face. “Ready, baby?” He caressed your thigh, waiting for your response.

Nodding your head desperately, you purred, “I’m ready.”

Sunwoo tightened his grip around your hip and licked a long swipe up your folds before focusing on your clit again, fingering you as he drove you over the edge.

Your eyes fluttered close as you felt your orgasm ripple through your entire body. “Oh. My. Fucking. G—

Sunwoo’s hand flung up to cover your mouth before your scream was heard throughout the entire cabin. You bite down on your lip, stifling the animalistic noises that threaten to fall from your lips. Sunwoo slowly licked at your clit, letting you ride out your high.

Breathless, you pulled Sunwoo up off of his knees, kissing him aggressively before turning around to look out the balcony. “Sunwoo, I want you. Now. Just like this. I’ve been dreaming about this since you decided to come on the trip.”

You felt large hands caress your stomach as Sunwoo took your sweater off and unhooked your bra. You turned around to take Sunwoo’s shirt off for him and once you were both rid of your clothes you wrapped your arms around his neck kissing him one more time.

Sunwoo turned you around, bending you over slightly, and rubbed his hard length against your wet pussy, coating himself in your thick juices and cum from earlier. You felt him place his hand on the small of your back as he pushed into you slowly. You closed your eyes, adjusting to the stretch and the fullness you felt as Sunwoo’s thighs met your ass for a brief moment as he began to thrust into you.

Your hands slid down the glass, leaving fingerprints in their wake as Sunwoo pumped in and out of you, fucking you sinfully slow at first. You stared at the snow that was collecting on the balcony as you murmured, “F-faster.”

He pulled out of you for one second, before slamming his dick back into you hard, quickening his pace just like you asked. “You like that, baby girl?”

Your whimpers were enough of an answer for Sunwoo as he continued to ram into you repeatedly, slapping sounds echoing all around your room. You hoped that no one could hear what you two were up to but it couldn’t be helped. You were both naturally loud and right now, Sunwoo was fucking you like it was the last thing he would ever do, neither of you caring about being caught by your parents.

Sunwoo pounded you from behind at a dangerously fast pace, grunting in your ear as he dug his fingers deeper into the plush skin on your ass. “Fuck, y/n you taking me so good, baby.” His hand came up to wrap around your neck with a firm grip, cutting off your airway just the way you liked it.

Sunwoo pressed you up against the glass doors, the cold glass made the skin around your hardened nipples prickle, the coldness adding to the pleasure you felt as the tip of his dick repeatedly hit you at just the right spot. Your mouth fell open a bit, as you chanted Sunwoo’s name over and over, curses falling from your lips as another earth-shattering orgasm ravaged your body. Your breath fogged up the glass as you let out one last moan.

Pulling out of you, Sunwoo let go of your neck and grabbed you by your hair, pressing your foreheads together as he caught his breath for a second.

“Your turn.” You rasped, as you got onto your knees desperate to have Sunwoo’s dick down your throat.

You took Sunwoo’s length into your hand, peppering kisses around his shaft with your swollen lips. You flattened your tongue and licked up his length before sucking him into your mouth, hollowing your cheeks.

Sunwoo let out a groan. “Your mouth feels so fucking good, y/n. Mmph.”

Sunwoo’s praises spurred you on, as you started bobbing your head faster, tears pricking at the corners of your eyes. You opened your mouth wider, taking more of him into your mouth at one time and swiping your tongue along the sensitive underside of his length as you sucked him off.

You felt Sunwoo’s tip twitch inside your mouth as he grabbed a handful of your hair and pulled himself out of your mouth.

“Stroke me”, Sunwoo commanded firmly.  His eyes were glossy and filled with want. You looked into his eyes as you stroked his length with your right hand, using all of your spit to get your hand nice and slippery.

Soft grunts could be heard from Sunwoo as he furrowed his brow and came on your face, painting you with the thick, sticky ropes of his cum. You brought his tip close to your mouth and licked the droplet of cum that was left there.

You smiled up at him, loving how dazed he always looked after cumming. “Yummy.”

-

You were laying down watching tv in your room with Sunwoo, when you heard a knock at your room door. Your mom walked in with a smile on her face, “Hey, sweetie we’re going to go sledding tomorrow do yo—

Your mom left your room abruptly, closing the door behind her without a word.

“What the hell?” You were taken aback by your mom's sudden exit until you heard the chime of your phone.

Checking your phone, you saw one sentence from your mom but it was enough to make you want to melt into a puddle of horror and despair.

“B-babe, look.” You handed your phone to Sunwoo.

“Please use Windex to wipe your body off of the glass y/n.”

[hwangsbbg]

Sexting

neighbor! sunwoo x fem reader

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warnings: smut, nsfw

content: sexting, dirty talk, mutual masturbation, pillow humping, excessive use of petnames (baby, baby girl, sunshine)

word count: 1.7k

a/n 💌: this is like 2 months due from part 1 lmao but here it is

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it has already been a full week since the 6-month-long lockdown that resorted you to sexting your hot neighbor in the heat of the moment, something you swore to yourself would only do once.

ding

aww baby did you moan my name? i didn’t hear it though~

ding

could you moan for me again baby

ding

please

growing shamelessly proud, you were more than happy to respond to him with the same energy, aka horny energy

growing shamelessly proud, you were more than happy to respond to him with the same energy, aka horny energy

growing shamelessly proud, you were more than happy to respond to him with the same energy, aka horny energy

baby wouldn’t moaning it out of the blue be weird?

mind if i give you a show instead?

(y/n’s iPhone sent a picture)

aww is pretty boy needy? come and make me moan for it sunshine

what was “shameless” deteriorated in a matter of seconds when you realized what you’re actually doing.

not anymore confident, you waited anxiously staring at the three dots moving sequentially beside his bubble head

show me what you got in store for me baby

and i’ll have you moaning my name for the whole night

eyes definitely rolling to the back of your head out of relief that you got his signals right, you’re confidence was quick to build itself up all over again

now noticing how you’ve been subtly grinding on the pillow squeezed between your now shut thighs, you got just the perfect idea to get him turned on.

swinging one leg over to straddle the soft sticky pillow, a low soft moan went past your lips as the material came in contact with your amazingly still sensitive clit

with your phone in hand, you held it up to face the mirror giving a perfect shot of your bare body now slowly grinding on the pillow

clicking the record button as you kept sensually rocking your hips back and forth on the pillow while your other hand gripped tightly on the pillow just like how you’d imagine your fingers around his pretty throat as you fuck yourself on him

getting more turned on just by the thought itself your hips went faster at humping your pillow satisfied with how the material perfectly grazes your clit.

throwing your head back slightly as one more soft moan escaped your lips, you shakily whimpered before the video was cut short

but feeling your high already there, you couldn’t help but focus more on stimulating your clit on the case.

grinding on the pillow case rapidly, you let out more soft moans as your high washed over you coming undone on the now even more wet and sticky pillow

coming back down from your high, you totally forgot you were doing this for sunwoo, the literal person you thought of just now

glancing down at the phone recklessly thrown beside you, you noticed the several texts sent by him over and over without a single reply from you

shit baby you’re already moaning for me?

don’t be shy I don’t bite

god i love how fucking hot you sound rn

you’re so fucking sexy and all im hearing are your moans

sending the video to him with a proud grin on your face knowing you’re driving him insane on the other line, you sent in an additional reply because you felt bad for not replying too soon

(y/n’s iPhone sent a video)

im sorry baby i got too distracted with you in my imagination

got me desperately chasing my high on the pillow

i wish you were under me fucking my brains out sunshine

thumbs hovering over the keyboard, you went into slight panic when he’s taking too long to reply. jeez did you send too many messages? probably, probably not.

one thing’s for certain and that’s you haven’t texted with someone before and the first person you happen to do it with unfortunately has to be your crush

(sun’s iPhone sent a video)

your mouth hung agape with a silent gasp at the sight before you, you haven’t even clicked play on the video and your heart’s already thumping at the thumbnail

his hand around his hard cock while a freeze frame of your video was in front of it

clicking play on the video, you can’t help but sit back meeting your headboard and part your legs in front of you to slip a finger under and play with your clit to stimulate yourself better

“fuck baby you’re so hot”

sunwoo groaned from behind the screen with his dick in his hand pumping himself while your video played in the background on his laptop screen

“that’s right moan my name baby girl, fuck i love how you sound moaning my name”

another low groan escaped past his lips while his hips bucked forward thrusting himself into his fist tight around his glistening cock

“sh-shit”

a couple more rapid pumps and white liquid of pre-cum slipped past his slit and drizzled down his tip only to be smothered and spread around lubricating him even more as his fist didn’t stop jerking himself off while you moaned his name in the background

“yeah you like that? wishing you were grinding on me huh? bet you’d love that so much”

more pants slipped past his lips behind the camera and his little show came to a halt

already moaning his name and letting out whimpers at the clit stimulation you’re giving yourself, too weak to type in a reply but still had the energy to read some more of his replies, you clicked back on your conversation and your fingers worked even tighter and faster around your clit at the lewd words

ding

i want you on my dick so bad

ding

riding me while i fuck you so fucking deep

the messages just kept flooding in and the familiar knot in your stomach started to tighten at your impending high

panting and moaning his name while you stimulated yourself, it drove sunwoo insane on the other side

fist around his cock pumping himself faster desperate for release at your lewd sounds resonating right beside his ear it was like you were with him right now and he’s going feral at the thought of you touching yourself

bucking his hips up for his thrusts to meet his pumps, he groaned and moaned your name from his side knowing its going to drive you just as insane as it did to him

giving up on texting you when there’s too much typos and he got too frustrated trying to correct his spelling, he opted to whispering his commands right out of his lips knowing you’d hear it on your side

throwing his head back to meet the wall above his headboard, he groaned as his toes curled and thighs subtly shook at his impending release

“baby slide in a finger for me”

voice muffled but still understandable to you, you followed his direction and slipped an index finger in your hole

eyes rolling to the back of your head, you threw your head back on the wall behind you at the pleasurable intrusion of your finger feeling every clench of your velvety walls

a mewl can be heard from your side and sunwoo understood this that you followed his command

“add another finger for me baby”

closing his eyes, he imagined how you’d look on your bed fingering yourself.

eyes full of lust, hair sticking unto your sweaty heaving body, cheeks flush and yout lips red with all the biting and quivering

he groaned once more when he heard you moan out his name from your side signaling him you had two fingers in you at the moment

hand pumping himself even faster as his dick twitched in his hold, the angry red tip demanding for release but sunwoo was dead on holding his orgasm until you’ll have yours

“curl them into you baby and fuck yourself so good like how i would fuck you”

moving your fingers rapidly in and out of you curling nonstop perfectly hitting your sweet spot every time, your moans grew louder and more high pitched as your orgasm was sitting on the very edge

“touch your clit too”

not wasting a single second, your other index finger rubbed tight and precise circles on your clit making you see stars and moan out sunwoo’s name at the sensitivity

“cum for me baby, cum like you’d release it on my fucking face”

the lewd sinful words dripping from mouth drove you over the edge and for your body shaking orgasm to wash over you

not even a second later and you hear loud low grunts and moans of your name from his side telling you he also released on himself

slowing down your movements of both hands, you panted and tried to focus on your breathing for a while before leaning over on all fours and clicking stop on the record button of your phone recording you all this time.

(sun’s iPhone sent a video)

(y/n’s iPhone sent a video)a

sending a video of each other’s orgasm at the same time, you let out a soft chuckle on you would hear that the both of you actually had the same thing in mind

“hope you like cleaning after yourself sunshine”

you called out from the other side not having the energy to type anything at the moment

“can’t i eat you clean instead?”

met with his low post-orgasm voice chuckling back at you, you softly smiled to yourself and laid your head back against the wall for a couple of seconds until you hear shuffling from his side and slight bed creaking telling you he got up

relaxing by yourself for a short while quickly pulled you back down to reality, you really just masturbated with the kim sunwoo

eyes flying wide open at the revelation, you felt your cheeks flush in embarrassment and body growing hot in shame

you’ve never properly met before and this surely wasn’t how you planned for it to play off

quickly pulling yourself up to rush yourself to the bathroom, you wanted nothing but to just cool off with a cold shower to warm your overly hot body

but unbeknownst to you, sunwoo felt the same way as you did. his body flush and hot with shame and embarrassment that this is how your first meeting played out to be

but he was quick to realize this first and was the first to get out of bed between you two

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six-thirty — k.sw (m)

pairing: kim sunwoo x fem!reader genre: smut word count: 2.4k

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Kiss Me If You Can

The Boyz Sunwoo x Female reader

Genre -Slight angst, fluff, smut, college!au

Warnings - Cursing, possessive language, dom!Sunwoo, fingering, oral (giving and receiving), face fucking, marking, biting, hair pulling, spitting, choking, manhandling, eye contact, finger sucking, crying kink, unprotected sex, sunwoo cums inside of the reader, relatively rough sex, multiple sex scenes, being caught having sex.

Word count - 8.5k

Summary - After essentially getting used by one of your best friends, you accidentally find comfort in his biggest enemy.

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You never meant to end up in bed with Eric, years of secret pining and admiration led to an accidental confession of your feelings and a not-so-innocent kiss. You didn’t expect to be under him, legs spread with his cock moving inside of you but here you were. Gripping his hair as he buried his head in your neck and thrust himself into you, there was a brief moment of pain you felt. In your heart. You knew the feelings weren’t returned, you knew you shouldn’t have let yourself fall into him the way you did but you couldn’t seem to stop yourself.

He held your heart in his hands and with every thrust of his hips, it broke a little more with each moan that fell from your lips. Your body was heating up with a flurry of emotions, everything that was felt you blamed on the way his cock was pressing deep inside of you.

The rest of the moment played out like a blur, it was undeniable that he was making you feel good but your mind was too cloudy to focus, heart too shattered to be able to properly relax into the pleasure he was providing. Before you knew it, it was over. He was pulling out of you, you took the moment to move yourself to sit on the edge of the bed, pulling the blanket of the bed over your shoulders to shield yourself. You couldn’t bring yourself to look up at him.

“You know this can’t happen again don’t you” You simply nodded, eyes looking down at the floor as your fingers played with the material of the blanket, once he was dressed he walked over to you and kneeled on the floor in front of you. His hand came up to hold your cheek “I don’t think we should speak for a while, I’ll let you sort your feelings out” His words ended with him leaning in to press a kiss on your forehead, a kiss you avoided by leaning back and looking down further into your lap.

“Just leave” There was a moment of hesitation when he stood up, he sighed before finally leaving the room. You knew you shouldn’t see him again, shouldn’t talk to him again, you should just cut him out of your life and never come into contact with him again. But was it that easy? Your thoughts came to a halt as you sat there, a stray tear falling from your eyes as you allowed yourself to fall back against the mattress. Part of you felt used in a way, you wanted him but at what cost? The cost being having your feelings played with every time you saw him, you knew what he was like. The typical frat boy, finding girls, having them fall for him so he could fuck them and leave. You just never thought you would be a girl he’d do that to, maybe you truly didn’t know him.

-

It took a few days, but you talked yourself into blocking him. Cutting him completely out of your life was your best idea that you had to date, he didn’t wish to speak to you so why should you keep him around? At least that’s what you told yourself, you weren’t sure how long you’d be able to keep the front up for but you weren’t banking on it being long. As bad as it sounded, you wanted someone else to take your attention. You wanted to find yourself losing your mind under someone else so you could forget the pain of that day, that’s how you found yourself standing outside of TDB frat house, the one that happened to be the rival to TBZ frat house and involved some of the people Eric hated most. That’s how you knew you wouldn’t bump into him there.

You knew Eric before he joined The Boyz Frat, just the day after he joined you felt something shift with him. Most frat boys were sleazy and almost all of them made their way through countless girls, sometimes the same girl, but every time they threw them to the side the second they were done with them. The Boyz were infamous around the college but that didn’t stop girls going to them. Their rival house, the one you were standing outside of, was called The DeoBi Frat house. They were a little more mellow when it came to their sleeping habits, they weren’t anywhere near as talked about when it came to fucking and chucking girls. Everything about them was more secretive, apart from their parties. You’d never been to one, but you had heard countless stories. The alcohol, the music, the boys that ran the house. You were always intrigued but kept yourself away from there, until tonight that was. Your thoughts wondered for a little while longer, only to be broken by an unfamiliar voice.

“Is this your first time here?” you turned around, seeing a boy standing there. His hair was dark and had slight curls in and his lips were something you felt like you should’ve been jealous of. He was pretty. “I’ve never seen you around the house before”

“That’s because I’ve never been here before” He smiled for a moment, you could’ve sworn you felt your heart jump at the sight. You blamed the sudden feeling on his good looks.

“I’m Sunwoo” He held his hand out for you to shake.

“Y/N”

“It’s nice to meet you Y/N, why don’t you come inside and I can show you around” You nodded, only noticing when he started walking that your hand was still in his. You followed him without a complaint, the name of the boy rang bells in your head. Sunwoo, Sunwoo. Sunwoo? Kim Sunwoo, the boy Eric spent years talking about. Years hating and wanting nothing to do with him, and years telling you to keep your distance from him. Oh, you thought to yourself. You were never given a reason as to why you should stay away from him, he didn’t seem like a bad person. You’d never heard anything bad come from anyone about him, even walking through the house everyone smiled and greeted him. Your feet paused as someone stopped in front of Sunwoo, you looked up and smiled. Lee Hyunjae, you shared a class with him, he sat in front of you. You couldn’t deny the first time you met him you were gone, anyone could be captivated by his face alone but his smile was what got to you. He was beautiful but too hard to get too. Everyone wanted him but no one got him, you admired the way he seemed to ignore any signs of romance so he could focus on his work.

“Y/N! I never thought I’d see you here” You smiled, Sunwoos eyes flickered between the two of you.

“I thought I’d give it a try”

“I found her outside looking a little lost so I thought I’d show her the way inside” Hyunjae laughed at his friend's words but mentioning something about needing to go somewhere, before he looked between the two of you and down at your hands that were still joined together. A smile grew on his face.

“You two have fun tonight” He left with a louder laugh than before, you felt your body heat up at his words whilst Sunwoo just laughed.

“Ignore him he can be a little much”

“It’s okay” You laughed. You felt like you were dying inside, you were walking through a random party in a random frat house whilst holding hands with an incredibly attractive guy who’s friend thinks you two are going to fuck. It’s not like you’d be against doing that, it just wasn’t you. You felt like you had put yourself into a situation that you never would, it felt different.

Whilst walking, the two of you stopped in the kitchen, there weren't many people in there, everyone seemed to opt to go into the garden instead. You leaned back against the counter and he looked at you.

“You seem nervous”

“I don’t really do things like this”

“Then why are you here tonight?” You sighed at his question, it was harmless and you could tell by his face that it was. He was leaning against the counter, head sitting on his hands as his elbows propped him up. Fuck he was cute.

“I just had a shitty week”

“Then how come you came here and didn’t go to The Boyz house?” Your eyes widened slightly.

“Do you want me to leave?” He shook his head and stood up.

“No no not at all, I just. I know who you are and I’m surprised you’d come here” You nodded and smiled slightly.

“If you knew who I was, why did you greet me?”

“I wanted to see if you’d run away screaming” There was a laugh from both ends “Of course I know the best friend of the boy who hates me” You nodded, another sight leaving you.

“We don’t speak anymore, you’re good”

“I won’t pry into why, besides I’ve enjoyed speaking to you. It’s not everyday a girl as pretty as you pops up around the house” You laughed, his hands found yours again and he played with your fingers gently.

“Are you trying to charm me?”

“Is it working?”

“Depends what you’re trying to get from me” There was a playful glint in his eyes, the slight back and forth you two had excited him.

“Your number, and maybe a kiss on the cheek” You pretend to roll your eyes. Leaning forward and pressing your lips against his cheek before pulling away, his eyes were wide and his cheeks flushed slightly.

“You’ll have to try a bit harder for the other one”

Sunwoo could easily tell he liked your company, you teased you, played push and pull with him. It left him in excitement to find out more about you.

“Well, I want to see you again” His sudden confession suddenly swapped around your states, you fumbled with your words slightly, a giggle leaving you after.

“Really?” He nodded and held out his phone.

“You don’t have to give me your number, but I think it’d be nice to see you in a place that isn’t a crowded frat house. Maybe we can get to know each other more” You took his phone from him and pressed in your number.

“If you don’t message me I’ll be disappointed”

“Believe me, you don’t have to worry about that”

-

He never lied, the moment you got home that night you had a message from an unknown number. The number turned out to be Sunwoo, you were almost ashamed in admitting you spent half of the night messaging him instead of sleeping. Something about him was addicting to talk to, even over a text message you felt like you could hear his voice in your ear. Your heart jumped at the thought of hearing his voice so close to you.

It didn’t stop there, you spent countless nights being wooed over the phone by him, texting turned to calls, calls turned to facetimes and facetimes turned to him asking if he can see you again, in person. For a date. Naturally you said yes, you told him that you’d love to go on a date with him, which wasn’t a lie. You were just nervous. Even more nervous when the night came around that you planned to see him. You stood near the frat house, messing with your fingers as you waited for him to come out. The two of you agreed to meet near the house, you hadn’t made a plan to what you were going to do whilst out, but he seemed happy enough to walk around the town and talk to you. You were too, his company was one you had grown to love to be around.

Admittedly, you had your doubts about him. The way the two of you clicked seemed almost too good to be true, part of your mind was telling you that he was using you as a way to piss off Eric, another part was telling you he was just using you for sex but a bigger part of your mind shut those out. Everything about him, the way he acted and spoke to you seemed genuine, a type of genuineness that you would feel bad if you ever questioned him about it. You decided against it for the moment being, he hadn’t made any sexual moves towards you. Sure there was the odd joke here and there but he never directly told you he wanted to fuck you, he hadn’t made any moves he hadn’t laid a finger in a place that was appropriate. Sunwoo was sweet but you’d grown to learn maybe the frat boy title was what slightly put you at a distance from him, whilst it wasn’t directly his fault, most frat boys had a reputation for fucking girls over just for sex.

You wanted to say that you wouldn’t jump into bed with him straight away, but your restraint seemed to fade away when you saw him step out of the house. You couldn’t help but suck in a breath every time you set eyes on him. Fuck he was fine.

“You weren’t waiting long were you?” You shook your head, he smiled and rubbed his hands together. “You look as pretty as always” Your felt warmth run through your body at his words, they were cliche but they felt different coming from him. You took a moment to admire his outfit, the slightly tight trousers and the white shirt tucked into them, it had some sort of writing on it. Something to do with Paris. It was low cut and admittedly your eyes lingered for a moment longer than they shouldn’t have, above his exposed chest was a silver necklace, it seemed to pull the whole outfit together.

“You look good” He raised his eyebrow at your words, a smirk on his lips a few moments after.

“I guessed as much whilst you were checking me out” You choked slightly from his words.

“I was not checking you out” You didn’t even believe the words you said, you knew he didn’t either. He simply laughed it off, playfully rolling his eyes back before grabbing your hand.

“I was thinking we could go to the cinema” You nodded at his choice of location, nerves seemingly calm now you’d settled on a place to go. You feared that your hands would be sweaty, he didn’t say anything though. Happy to gently swing your hands between you two as you walked down the road, the conversation shared between the two of you was light hearted. Both of you seemed as nervous as the other, it was comforting. You couldn’t deny the butterflies that were brewing inside of you, once you got to the cinema and sat down you felt them even more.

You felt comforted being there, there was a gentle aura that surrounded you both as you watched the film, sometime during the movie his hand had found yours. It was sneaky but sweet, you never mentioned it to him but you never pulled away either, suddenly realising it was something you could definitely get used to.

The film flew by, you hadn’t paid that much attention to it, being too focused on the boy who sat with you. Maybe you were too comfortable with him already, it could easily become an issue if things weren’t going to work out, but there were issues that could happen if things did work out, it was far too soon to focus on that though. For now you were focused on the moment, the moment being him standing from his chair with a soft smile on his face, pulling you to stand up with him, not letting go of your hand.

- “I know it may not have been the most entertaining date but I thought it would be nice to just relax for a while” You smiled at him as the two of you walked down the dimly lit street, the light from the lamppost showed the glint he had in his eyes when he looked at you, it made you somewhat nervous but intrigued. He swung your arms between the two of you lightly. “I enjoyed it”

“You weren’t even paying attention to the film” He laughed and you almost froze on the spot, there was absolutely no way you had been caught.

“What? That’s not true” If you were him, you wouldn’t have believed you either, the tone of your voice gave you away.

“Mhm, whatever you say”

You hid it well, at least you thought you did, embarrassment crept on to your face at him calling you out, you hoped he at least didn’t know the reason why you weren’t paying attention but you had a gut feeling he knew it was because of him. The rest of the walk was filled with mindless chatter, the cold air should have left your cheeks cold, but the way he had you smiling stopped that from happening. Once you had reached your home he stopped, grabbing your other hand and facing you.

“So when do I get to see you again?” Despite you trying to get rid of it, the smile that climbed on to your face earlier on was not going anywhere.

“Who said you had to leave so soon?” He poked his tongue against his cheek and raised his eyebrow.

“Trying to get me inside so soon?” The innuendo of his words almost made you lose composure, the way he walked closer to you definitely encouraged that. He laughed and dropped your hands, his own going to your hips and pulling you closer to him, you gasped as your hands landed on his shoulders.

“I really shouldn’t” Your own eyebrow raised “I want to, but I really shouldn’t” His lips pressed against your skin, barely touching the side of your mouth before pulling away “Besides, distance makes the heart grow fonder” You didn’t know if you should have been offended or not but you chose not to be, just to settle your own feelings, yet slight disappointment was evident on your face. “It’s nothing to do with you” He stopped himself before speaking again “I don’t want to rush things with you, not that i’d be against anything happening” His voice trailed off as he looked down at you “Just trust me” You smiled at him and nodded, even if it was his way of rejecting you, which it wasn’t, he was awfully nice about it.

“I’ll message you when i get home” His fingers slowly dropped from yours as he backed away from you, shooting you a wink as you unlocked your door and went inside.

You pressed your back against your front door after shutting it, thoughts of Sunwoo filled your head, you could’ve sworn you could still feel the heat of his hand in yours. No one, let alone a man, had ever left you so giddy and excitable from just the touch of his hand and you felt completely unsuspecting of what other feelings he could bring, such as the way your heart fluttered when you saw his name pop up on your phone’s lock screen. It certainly felt like the beginning of something, something special.

-

The next time you saw each other similar things happened, the feelings came back, your body heated up when his skin touched yours and you once again found yourself completely distracted by the boy. It was like a cycle, the two of you began spending a lot of time together and instead of it going away, everything grew more intense. The butterflies you felt when he smiled at you only grew in size and the way your smile never left when you were around him, even when you simply thought of it you couldn’t shift a smile.

Your first kiss was sweet, a small moment but one you tend to think about often. The feeling of his hand holding your cheek and lips against yours was something that never left you since the first time it happened, even with the multiple times it happened since, the feeling of his lips against yours was imprinted in your head. You’d never complain about it, but it left you craving him, more of him. You’d learnt he was very affectionate, even when in public, nothing stopped him from grabbing your hand or pressing a short kiss to your lips. You felt like it was something that came naturally to him but you also felt like he enjoyed the soft giggle you let out whenever he did anything around others and how you became flustered when he kissed you.

It was almost worrying how he had become such a big part of your life so quickly, as far as attachments go you could tell you were growing one with him. Everything that had happened had led you to where you were now, sitting next to him on your bed, head on his shoulder as a random film played in front of you that you, once again, weren’t paying attention to. He had an arm around you, his hand mindlessly lightly pushing under your shit to trace over the skin of your hip. It was comforting, pretty much sending you to sleep in his arms.

“Hey” His hand squeezed your hip, your eyes were barely open at that point but you were awake enough to answer him, just about.

“Hmm?” He moved, causing you to sit up properly.

“You’re so cute” He brought his hand to your heated cheek, stoking the skin with his thumb as he admired your sleepy state. “I want to ask you something” You felt yourself wake up when he said that, feeling his hand trail from your face, down your arm and into your own.

“What is it?”

“Well we’ve been spending a lot of time together the past few weeks and I've really enjoyed being with so I was just wondering” He smiled to himself, momentarily looking down at his hands that held yours “If you wanted to be my girlfriend?” His eyes went back to yours, for the first time he had a nervous look on his face, despite asking so confidently you could tell there was a hint of worry. You couldn’t help but let a giggle slip from you, too giddy to hide it, he could have sworn he felt his heart flutter.

“I’d love to” The smile never left your face, in fact it grew bigger when he let out a deep breath and pulled you forward, lips locking in a somewhat awkward kiss due to how widely you were both smiling. He pulled back and laughed.

“I can’t wait to see how things go for us” You couldn’t either.

-

That was the first night you spent together, you quickly grew used to the feeling of falling asleep in his arms as well as waking up in them. Sunwoo in the mornings was definitely something you got used to quickly, the messy hair, the deep voice and the way his warm skin felt against yours. You knew he was affectionate but that only increased during the break of dawn.

The nights you spent together grew more frequent, late nights staying up together speaking and sharing kisses, mornings with him back hugging you and making it hard for you to walk anywhere. You quickly discovered that he wasn’t fond of leaving you in the mornings and would do anything in order to keep you in his arms. The late night kisses were your favourite type of kisses, they were slow, your hands on each other's bodies, there were times you almost didn’t stop, not that you wanted to. As time went by you craved him more, the way his lips felt on yours was a feeling you always wanted, let alone the small kisses he trails along your neck when he hugs you from behind. You wanted him, it was undeniable at this point, you just didn’t know how to bring it up. As the kisses grew longer and a sense of neediness settled in the air you hoped he would be the one to initiate it. Which brought you to tonight, because as it turns out, he was the one to initiate it.

The night started out like any other you had spent together, random chatter as something played in the background before his lips found yours. From the first kiss that night you could tell something was different, he was quick to pull you to straddle his lap, hands all over you, unconsciously pressing you down against him. You could only gasp into the kiss when you felt his growing bulge against your underwear, not knowing whether to curse yourself or thank yourself due to only wearing an oversized shirt, his shirt, and a pair of underwear, he certainly enjoyed it though, only in similar attire to you, the both of you comfortably ditched your trousers before getting into bed. He broke the kiss not long after things began to grow more intense, you found yourself chasing his lips when he pulled away, deep breaths coming from both of you.

“Are you okay with this?” His voice had changed slightly, sort of reminding you of how he sounded in the morning. You nodded, voice shaky when you spoke.

“Sunwoo” It was almost a whine, if it wasn’t for the intense amount of lust you had felt for him then you would’ve been embarrassed.

“Hmm?” His fingers trailed up your back, the shirt lifting with them.

“I want you so bad” He raised his eyebrow at your words, you could have sworn you felt his cock twitch through his underwear.

“You don’t know how long I’ve wanted to hear you say that” He didn’t wait for you to respond, instead opting for pressing his lips against yours and moving to lay you under him. The hand that was trailing down your back was now moving around your waist, pushing the shirt up even higher until it came off, his hand felt cold against the heat of your skin making you shiver.

“I’ve wanted to fuck you since I first saw you at the party” He spoke his words between kisses, the impurity of them done nothing but sent more shocks through your body. “It took so much to not come inside that night” He had restraint, the past few weeks hadn’t been easy, spending countless nights with you only in his shirt, the kisses the two of you shared whilst you were laying together, everything made it difficult for him to not make a move on you. He wasn’t sure if that was what you wanted, but it was painfully clear that it was now.

“You should have” A quiet whimper left you when his lips attached to your neck. He was hungry for you and it was obvious, his hands never left you once, moving along every edge of your body he could touch and dig his fingers into. He made his way down your body, wet, open mouthed kisses being left behind him. You knew what he was doing, what he wanted to do, and it left a pit in the bottom of your stomach. His lips were so inviting, so plump and soft so you could only bare to imagine how they would feel on you. Yet you didn’t have to just imagine anymore, his fingers went falling down your hips to your thighs, dragging your underwear down your legs in the process, you were almost bare to him apart from the bra you had on and you would’ve been shy if it wasn’t for the desperation that clouded your thoughts and God where you desperate for him, so much so it could have been pitiful if he wasn’t the same. Which he most definitely was.

Your thoughts were broken when you felt his lips on your inner thigh, the skin was wet as his teeth gently nipped at it. It was a new sensation, you almost jumped when he bit down harder, hands finding his hair and gripping it as he got closer to your heated core. His hands travelled under your thighs, pushing them up the moment he put his mouth on you. You were right when you thought the feeling would be unimaginable, the way he used his tongue on you made you feel like he was starving. The fingers digging into your thighs, pushing them up as he pressed his face further against you, tongue circling around your clit before he wrapped his lips around it. You pulled at his hair, unintentionally at first, until he moaned against you and you couldn’t help but pull harder at the sound and the vibrations it made against you.

His name fell from your lips a few times, it only spurred him on to keep going, not long after adding a finger into the mix. He let go of your thighs and let them fall onto his shoulders, one of his hands reaching down to press a finger inside of you, shortly after following with another. The pleasure was a new intensity you had never felt before, the sheer lust and need that was in the air hit you both hard and it was so obvious.

One thing that heightened your pleasure was when you discovered he was grinding himself down against the mattress under him, he was so blinded by the way you were reacting to him that he just couldn’t help it and it was incredibly hot. The both of you were in such a state of pleasure, both of you completely lost and gone because of the feeling.

“Sunwoo it’s-” You struggled to get your words out as his fingers curled up inside of you, his tongue matching a perfect rhythm with how his fingers were fucking into you. You heard him laugh, felt the movement against you.

“It’s what baby?” He took his lips off you for a moment before going back in, flicking his eyes up to see you a mess. You wanted to answer him but you couldn’t find the words, your back arched as pleads left your lips. Shock settled in when you felt his other arm press down against your lower stomach to hold you down, you whined when you looked down and met his eyes, they were dark and so incredibly inviting. “Close?” You nodded and threw your head back, unable to buck your hips up just to the force he was putting on them to hold them down, the strength that he had over you only seemed to turn you on even more. He didn’t say anything else, increasing the speed of his movements, driving you closer and closer to the edge until you broke. Your fingers laced through his hair, pulling harder at the strands, your orgasm washing over your body in a drawn out wave, your emotions were all over the place as you felt tears well up in your eyes from the sensitivity, yet you still whined when he pulled away. You couldn’t complain about the sight in front of you though, his hair was messy due to you pulling at it, lips seeming swollen and red, glistening from his previous actions. No matter what he did you were always left in shock of how attractive he was.

He sat back on his knees to pull his shirt off, it wasn’t the first time you had seen his body but it was the first time you had focused on it. Eye’s trailing down his body to his cock that seemed painfully hard in his underwear. You whispered his name, feeling shivers in your body at how he looked at you. He brought his fingers to your lips, the ones that had been inside of you, making you taste yourself from them, his cock twitched when you swirled your tongue around them. His head was dizzy by the time he pulled away, you sighed.

“What is it?” He leaned forward, hands either side of your head as he looked down at you.

“I want to feel you” You fingers couldn’t help but graze his body “Please Sunwoo I need you”

“Are you sure you can handle it after that?” His voice was half full of concern whilst the other had cockiness laced all over it, you could have hit him.

“Woo” You whined out, he smiled and kissed you. His fingers went down to remove your bra but he took it off of you discarding it to the floor with the rest of the clothes you both wore. Your eyes were closed as he broke the kiss to stand up, when you opened them you felt things all over your body. Watching him kneeling between your legs with his cock out, hard, the tip red and somewhat swollen. You felt your mouth water at the sight of him fully undressed in front of you, his thighs flexing as he kneeled down only increased that feeling.

His fingers went back between your legs, his own eyes closed and he sighed when he felt how wet you were, soaked on his fingers. He brought his hand to his cock, running his wet fingers over it before spitting into his hand to lubricate himself. You were mesmerised watching him, every little movement he made had your legs shaking in anticipation, excited that you finally got what you had been craving for weeks.

By this point the TV had gone on standby mode and the only light you had was the moon and the street lamps coming through the window, he once again looked so effortlessly handsome in the light.

“Are you ready?” His voice was softer than before, the question seemed genuine and you knew he wasn’t going to do anything until you gave him an answer.

“Please Sunwoo” His eyebrow raised “I want you so bad” Every time you spoke those words he grew more needy for you, they were so sweet coming from you despite the meaning behind them.

He held his hand around the base of his cock, squeezing it as he guided the tip around your clit a few times, the teasing done nothing but make you both more frustrated for each other. You froze when you felt the head of his cock press against your entrance, so ready to finally be filled to the brim by him. The look on his face was concentrated, only looking up at you once he pushed the first part of his cock into you, despite seeing how thick he was, you were nowhere near prepared for the pleasure you felt when he stretched you out. Your fingers gripped the bed sheets that were under you, the two of you seemed to struggle to break eye contact, you were both in a trance of each other, holding the contact until he was fully seated inside of you. That was when your head fell back and your eyes shut, mouth falling open as he stilled himself, he had a feeling he was going to struggle to hold himself off of cumming so soon, the way you fit so perfectly around him and how you were reacting to him before he even began to fuck you, he could have sworn that he had never wanted to fuck someone as badly as he had with you.

“Am I okay to move?” He sounded breathless, you nodded.

“Please”

The first roll of his hips had your head falling to the side, lips parted as you let out deep breaths and tried to regain control of yourself, but you couldn’t. His hips continued to rolla against yours, gradually picking up in pace, only stopping so he could sit back on his knees and throw your legs over his thighs, moving his hands to your hips to gain better control over you. That was when you got rougher with you.

“Look at me” You could have whimpered at how deep his voice had got, doing all you could to turn your head and open your eyes to look at him. The sight wasn’t disappointing at all, his hair was sticking to his forehead, his face was flushed and his eyes were on you. You felt like they were eating you up, he looked like he wanted to eat you up, completely devour you.

It wasn’t a surprised that he knew exactly how to fuck you, how to move his hips in order to reach depths inside of you, he was setting you on fire in the best ways possible and you were growing incredibly obsessed with the feeling of him. He was rough, he didn’t seem to hold back, focusing on fucking you until you break. In his eyes you were so sweet and delicate, like a doll that needed protecting and he would do anything to protect you but he also wanted to be the one who breaks you and tears you apart each and every night that he could.

“Mine” Was all he said as his fingers dug into your waist, beginning to feel overwhelmed from the pleasure that you were both feeling. You were his and he would tell you that as many times as he wished, but you knew he was yours too and you were content with that. He wanted you just as much as you wanted him and it was all you could ask for, from anyone. The way he said it was something you felt hit you hard, feeling butterflies fly around your body until that hit that one place causing you to tighten around him. The way you clenched around his cock caused him to groan, he really wasn’t going to last long.

“I don’t know how much longer I can hold it” You whimpered at his words, wanting to urge him on to cum.

“Cum inside of me” You were shocked at your own words, the next sound he let out was borderline a moan, a different tone to the others he let out. Your words had fucked with his head and all he wanted to do was fill you up. One of his hands left your body, fingers going to attack your clit with quick circles. Although his goal was to make a mess of you, you were doing the same to him.

“You feel so fucking good” He moaned again, sharing the thoughts in his head as he grew closer to finishing. His hips were somewhat faltering, cock managing to hit against your sweet spot every time he fucked himself back into you “Gonna cum” Was the last thing he said, your thighs shaking as his fingers didn’t leave your clit, even when he pressed himself all the way inside of you and stilled. His cum released inside of you, it felt warm and you had felt so full it was almost overwhelming and it was more than enough to set you over the edge for a second time.

There was something almost romantic about the two of you finishing at the same time, almost as romantic as the way his cum dripped out of you onto the bed sheets when he slowly pulled out of you. His eyes were trained on the sight before he moved to lay next to you, pulling you into his arms and resting his head in your neck, fingers softly stroking your hair. A few deep breaths left you both before he spoke.

“So how was that?” You laughed to yourself and hit his arm.

“Really?” He took his head from your neck, laying on the pillow next to you as you both laid down facing each other, he nodded.

“I’m curious”

“No, you want me to feed your ego”

“You’d only be feeding my ego if you enjoyed it, which you oh so clearly did” You rolled your eyes but you felt a smile creep on to your face, he wasn’t wrong. “We should clean up” His voice softened as he looked at you, eyes falling on to the finger prints on your hips, the bite marks on your thighs and the pool of cum that had dripped out of you. “But this is a sight I will never forget” His words made you shy, he made you shy, timid and unable to properly speak without giggling. He helped you up, bringing you to the bathroom with him, hugging you from behind as you looked in the mirror. “To think I never thought you could get prettier than you were before” If he didn’t stop soon then you felt like your heart would’ve exploded. You enjoyed his presence, in every thing that the two of you did, your attachment to him was growing and growing every day and you weren’t against it, in fact you embraced it, happy to have someone like him in your life.

-

After that night it happened multiple times, somehow fucking each other once brought you even closer together and left you wanting each other even more than before, hence why it’s happened so many times. He grew more touchy, clingy, his hands never left you and he always made it clear what he wanted, he wasn’t shy nor ashamed at all.

Everytime the two of you slept together it was different, he never failed to bring you an incredible amount of pleasure but he changed it up every night, seeming to enjoy bringing something new to the plate. Nights with his hand wrapped around your neck, fucking himself in to you until you’re a crying, shaking mess. They were both of your favourites, without a doubt.

He was in your head, a lot, possibly almost all of the time. At this point you’d been together for around three months and things were pretty much perfect, you couldn’t ask for anything more. He was sweet, loving and the two of you spent a large amount of time together, the days were filled with soft smiles and random little dates whilst the nights were filled with your light moans of his name whilst he fucked you into the mattress, sometimes that happened during the day too, such as today.

He had stayed the night before, nothing had happened that night, he was cuddly, giggly and happy, he just wanted to cuddle and sleep with you. That had transcended into the next day too, at least for the morning that was. As the morning changed into midday, his mood seemed to have changed, he had a slight edge to him due to being frustrated with his work, not that you blamed him, but he was stressed out by the time you had finally convinced him to take a break.

“You need a break”

“I need to finish it” You rolled your eyes at him, walking over to sit next to him where he was sitting on your bed with his laptop in front of him. You ran your fingers through his hair and he closed his eyes.

“Just a little break” You fingers trailed from his hair and down his arm “You know I can help you relax” His eyes opened at your words, your offer. He raised his eyebrow.

“And how exactly do you plan on doing that?” You giggled as his arm went around your waist to pull you into him.

“Put your laptop away and i’ll show you” Your lips were close to his, barely touching them before you moved away. He poked his tongue against his cheek before doing what you said, you stood up before he could sit back down, pushing him to sit on the edge of the bed whilst you knelt between his legs. He leaned back on his hands and looked down at you, he had an idea of what you meant by helping him relax but seeing you on your knees for him was one of his favourite sights.

He lifted his hips up to let you pull down his sweatpants along with his underwear, your hand wrapping around his cock once they were completely off of him. He sighed as he watched you pump his cock with your hand, once he was half hard you pressed a kiss to the tip of it, he leaned his head back and closed his eyes once you wrapped your lips around his. Your tongue swirled around the head of his cock as he grew in hardness, fingers already tightening on the bed sheets when you took him deeper into your mouth.

“You’re so good to me” He sighed out, finally opening his eyes and lifting his head up to look at you again.

“You deserve it” You said before placing your mouth back around his cock, you felt his fingers move to your hair, tangling in it, beginning to guide your head moves on him. You pinched his thigh, an unspoken sign for him to stop. He looked somewhat concerned when you took your mouth off of him, that was until you spoke. “Do you want to use my mouth?” The question was so crude yet sounded so pure coming from you.

“Fuck” It was quiet “You’re so fucking cute” You rested the side of your head against his thigh and smiled, hand slowly moving up and down his cock.

“You didn’t answer my question” He reached down to grab your chin, moving your head off of his leg. His thumb came up and pressed against your lips, pushing into your mouth.

“I’d love to” You almost squealed in excitement, not many things got to you the way Sunwoo did when he lost control of himself whilst fucking your face. He stood up, hand wrapping in your hair as you took his cock back into your mouth. He didn’t start off rough, his hips rolling forward against your face, cock gliding across your tongue before his pace increased, feeling you gag slightly as his cock went further into your mouth. It was entertaining to him, being able to watch you take his cock however he wanted you to, seeing tears well up in your eyes with every thrust forward. He had never seen someone look so pretty whilst crying before he had met you. You held his thighs, careful not to pinch them as you dug your nails into them, moaning around his cock when he pulled your hair.

“You always take me so well” He was breathless, in heaven at the feeling of what was going on. It was a shock to you when he pulled you off of his cock by your hair. He pulled you up and he wasn’t gentle at all, instantly pulling you forward to kiss him, hands going under your shirt to pull it off of you. He was quick at undressing you, taking his shirt off after breaking the kiss and pushing you on to the bed, he didn’t tell you to move into a position, instead taking it upon himself to flip you onto your stomach and pull up your hips. He knelt behind you, leaning down to press his tongue against your clit for a few moments before pulling away and kneeling back up. Spitting in his hand and dragging it along his cock before pushing in to you, he seated himself inside of you in one swift thrust, you cried out at the feeling. His hand went to the back of your neck, pressing it forward to press your face against the mattress, he was harsh with his thrusts, not holding back for a second as he fucked you. You could only moan out his name and grip on to the sheets, he felt so good, he always felt so good.

“You’re so good for me, doll” The name fell out of his lips so smoothly, lewdly with the groans he was releasing alongside his words. “Always so compliant to take my cock however i give it to you”

“It’s so good” You cried out, the side of your face was pressed into the mattress, eyes barely open as he fucked you harder. You knew he was stressed, frustrated, that's why you gave yourself to him, knowing that he would be so rough with you with no remorse.

Things were intense, the room was hot, filled with the sounds of your cries and his skin slapping against yours, it wasn’t that loud but it was loud enough for you to miss the sound of your door opening.

“Sunwoo?” Sunwoo paused and looked up, falling back on his knees and being quick to move the blanket to cover your body, you looked up, shocked to see Eric standing, suddenly remembering the fact he never returned your key back to you when you were friends.

“What the fuck are you doing here?” Sunwoo’s voice was harsh, it was a shock to you, you had never heard him speak that way before. He noticed your shock and grabbed your hand that was under the blanket, running his thumb over the back of it.

“I came to speak to Y/N” Eric made no bother to move or leave, you weren’t sure what he wanted but you knew he was the last person both you and Sunwoo wanted to see.

“Why?” You spoke for the first time, voice soft and in surprise, Sunwoo squeezed your hand “You shouldn’t be here”

“I needed to see you”

“Why? It’s been months since we last spoke”

“I know” He breathed, he could see Sunwoo’s hand in yours under the blanket and sighed “But it’s important” You could tell he was hinting for Sunwoo to leave, but neither of you were going to let that happen, he especially wasn’t considering you were naked under the sheets.

“Whatever you have to say you can say it in front of Sunwoo” Eric rolled his eyes.

“He has nothing to do with this”

“He’s my boyfriend, if you need to speak to me he can hear it too” He seemed taken back at your words.

“You two are together?” He laughed, Sunwoo raised his eyebrow and you tilted your head to the side. “You’re a fool, I came here to try and fix things between us and ask if you wanted to try for real but you’ve fucked it up” It was your turn to laugh, Sunwoo did too.

“Eric i’m happy with Sunwoo, you’re the one who fucked up” You could tell he wanted to start an argument.

“Just leave” Sunwoo spat.

“I don’t need to listen to you” You worried he would start something with Sunwoo, the last thing you wanted was them arguing in front of you.

“No need to be so angry, just accept the fact you lost her, your fuck up pushed her into me and now look, she’s happy so fuck off” For a moment Eric seemed speechless, shocked at what Sunwoo said to him.

“You know what-” He stopped himself, walking towards the door “Fuck you both” He slammed the door as he left, you looked over to Sunwoo who looked surprisingly calm.

“Fuck him” He laughed, you smiled at him as his hand left yours and cupped your cheek, he kissed you. “He needs to accept the facts”

“What are those?” He rubbed his nose against yours.

“That you’re mine”

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FIVE RULES - KSW

kim sunwoo x fem!reader

summary: one by one you and sunwoo both break the five friends with benefits rules you both made.

warnings: multiple sex references, thigh riding, but ngl the fluff is overloading so that’s a warning in itself, the smut part can be skipped tbf, will proof read tomo

genre: FLUFF, angst, smut, fwb

word count: 6.1k

a/n: anyway thanks to sunwoo driving me insane and finishing nevertheless this is what came out of it. i'm kind of insecure about this one because it is kind ofa new? writing style so i would love feedback. despite this being a fwb fic there is only one short smut scene oops

the second you lay your eyes on sunwoo you knew it was going to be bad news. he was intoxicating, invading your every thought even just by standing on the other side of the room.

he caught your eye straight away and you soon understood why everyone knew him, wanted him around, wanted to have him. sunwoo tolf he has never been interested in that kind of stuff, relationship stuff. he would much rather has his ‘fun’ with different girls with no strings attached.

when he said this to you the night you met, you should have ran for the hills.

you were an idiot, stupid for letting him get you in his bed. having his fun with you, a one night stand, even if it was good it was something that you didn’t usually do when you came to parties. you just couldn’t stop yourself when his warm hands wrapped around your waist at a dimly lit party and he whispered in your ear.

“i want you.”

sunwoo had you wrapped around his finger the second he placed his lips onto yours. which is why when he said he wanted to see you again, you didn’t hesitate to say yes.

sunwoo was also a gentle person behind his tough exterior, after fucking you senseless he would pick up your clothes and help you get dressed. you never pondered on the thought too much, just thanking him when he helped making you look presentable before you expected to never see him again.

he gave you moments of comfort and warmth before you’re walking home on the street at night with aching legs, alone.

friends with benefits.

you’ve seen movies about it, your friends claiming to have had their own friends with benefits from time to time. in all these cases it always seems to be a bad idea, feelings are always caught and someone always gets hurt. you saw it first hand when you watched your friend get crushed repeatedly, so you had no idea why you agreed to keep meeting up with sunwoo like this.

having him turn up at your door step with his lust filled gaze, not even giving you a second to shut the door before he’s lifting you up against the wall. telling you all he could think about was you wrapping your legs around his waist and fucking you until he saw stars, that he had to see you again.

sunwoo doesn’t date.

it was a recipe for disaster.

sunwoo knows this, which is why he suggested the two of you had some rules to stick by to prevent either of you ruining the somewhat friendship and arrangement you both had.

five simple rules, it should've be easy enough to follow:

RULE N° ONE: KEEP YOUR FRIENDS SEPARATE

“i mean sure, but why?” you ask when sunwoo lays out his first rule he would like to enforce. you didn’t take offence, you never really knew or spoke to sunwoo before that party you met him so you had no idea who his friends were and vice versa.

“it’s not that i’m ashamed, you’re a gorgeous girl and they would so be jealous.” he states, with a small smirk on his lips while you just snort and roll your eyes at him “my friends tend to be a little, nosy, let’s just say…” he says and you just nod, you doubt that you friend would be any better “…sometimes overbearing”

“plus, i they love to get into my business which i don’t like.” he scrunches up his nose, cute, different from the usual sexy way you saw him. a small giggle leaving your lips as you nod your head saying that the rule was okay with you.

“what about your friends, should i avoid them or…?” his voice trails off, he didn’t know who you were friends with but he also wanted to make sure that he wouldn’t step over that rule on accident.

“my only real friend is chanhee so, and he doesn’t really get out much.” you mumble, clearly shy after revealing you don’t seem to have as many friends as he does. he doesn’t comment on that though, just nodding his head letting his hair shake with it.

“perfect then.”

“have you got everything?” sunwoo asked you after cleaning you up from your previous rendezvous. you nod your head shyly, picking up your hair clips that had fallen out from his continuous tugging and throwing them into your bag.

“i think so.” you smile politely at him, warm cheeks as he gets up from his bed. bare chest before throwing on his hoodie, you merely just look away while putting your bag onto your shoulder.

no matter how many times you saw him naked, it always made you grow shy every time.

“i guess i’ll be off then.” you say awkwardly, you both had done this so many times but the time you prepare to leave you always find much harder.

especially when you’re fucked out on his bed wanting nothing more than to be held because that’s what people did after sex you thought, not sunwoo though.

“i’ll walk you to the door.” he says, voice rough from the continuous groaning and that was almost enough for you to jump his bones again and go another round.

“you don’t have to.” you insist, watching him shake his head at you. above all, sunwoo was still somewhat a gentleman. even if he had a funny way of showing that he cares.

“let me at least do that for you.” he says not really giving you much of a choice because he’s ushering you out his room and leading you to his door.

while walking past you see another man sitting on the sofa in the lounge, you know him to called eric. you knew he was one of sunwoo’s closest friends. you had never spoke to the boy before purely because you had never met him.

“oh sunwoo!” he young man calls from the couch grabbing both your attention, turning around where he was sat stuffing his face with some popcorn.

“oh hey…” his voice trails off, watching you awkwardly clutch the strap of you bag, looking at sunwoo for what you should do “it’s [name] isn’t it?” he asks you pointing his finger and you just nod, you have no idea where he knows you from but you don’t bring yourself to ask.

sunwoo raises his eyebrow slightly, looking between you both before eric carries on rambling. eric seemed nice, bright smile on his lips as his face lights up like he had just thought of the best idea in the world.

“i’ve never seen you in here before?” he comments and you feel your words trapped in your throat, urging sunwoo to save you both but he merely just smirks. making you grow even more nervous but it seems as though eric doesn’t even have attention span to wait for your answers.

“i was about to play mario kart, you should both play.” eric smiles enthusiastically “i would beat both your asses though.” he admits smugly. it was oddly comforting knowing that he was someone who treated literally everyone like his friend despite the fact you have never spoken to him before.

“i love mario kart.” your smile matching eric’s as he shuffles forward in his seat picking up the controls for you all to play “i used to play with my cousins all the time.” you beam your eyes look at sunwoo and your smile falls at his expressions.

oh yeah,

keeping your friends separate, remembering this when you see sunwoo pull his bottom lip between his teeth like he’s thinking about something. you save him the trouble of embarrassing you by telling you to leave.

“but i-i have to go.” you say, about to slide on your shoes. sunwoo catches your eye and you send him a sad, but knowing smile. he doesn’t know why that makes his heart tug, he’s never had any issues with you leaving, not until now.

“oh, that’s too bad.” eric frowns, placing the controller that you assumed would be yours back on the side and you only nod once at him.

“well, it was nice to see you eric.” you send him a small wave.

“stay.” sunwoo blurts out before he could stop it, his words shocking the both of you. you only stare up at him with a confused expression before you watch a smile break out onto his lips.

“i’m sure a few games of mario won’t hold you up too much.” he says following the line of your story, but knowing you have no plans.

“sure.” you smile, slipping your bag off of your shoulder and running to join eric on the couch. still not knowing why, sunwoo finds himself entranced with the small laughs escaping your lips while you grab the controller out his best friends hand.

“okay good, sunwoo literally gives me no competition.” eric sighs exaggeratively making you laugh more while you set up the game.

“hey, don’t act all tough now [name] is here.” sunwoo tuts, taking up the seat next to you. your cheeks going warm once again as you try your hardest to not think about how his leg brushes yours.

it was weird, that was one of the many words sunwoo would use to describe exactly what he was feeling at this moment. you were here, playing games in his front room with his best friend, and he didn’t hate it.

he would often find himself staring at you much longer than necessary when you would throw your hands up in the air triumph-ally when you would win. sunwoo soon lost all care for the game, finding that he’s purposely making crashes to watch you grow happy over the fact you won.

for the first time, he’s looking at you in a different light. not the one where he would grow turned on and strip you down till your bare, but it was different. he’s looking at you like he feels his heart is melting, hoping you don’t catch his stares.

both of you knowing full well you would be back to play again when eric makes you promise to play next time after losing horribly.

he doesn’t like the way he feels.

RULE N° TWO: DON’T GET JEALOUS

“do you think that highly of yourself?” you ask sunwoo when he tells you the second ‘rule’ he’s putting out there. he might be insanely attractive but his ego was one that seemed unmanageable sometimes. he would’ve gotten offended if he didn’t see the teasing smile on your lips, causing him to roll his eyes.

“you know these rules go both ways right?” he shakes his again and you just laugh. there was nothing for him to be jealous for anyway, you never really spoke to guys and he was lucky for you to even speak back to him the night you met.

“yeah sure.” you scoff, you never really thought that you would be too jealous over him and who he gets anyway. agreeing neither one of you would sleep with anyone else for the time being.

“i’m a possessive guy [name].” the way bites his lip makes you feel both hot and irritated at the same time "i'm sure there will be plenty of times i might get jealous."

you roll your eyes before you just usher him to carry on with the rules. this time he asked you if you had any you wanted to say.

sunwoo was definitely the one who broke ‘rule number two’ when he dragged you to another house party with him. he wandered off somewhere in the crowd while you found yourself slouched against the wall waiting for him to find you again.

“hey.” a voice called from next to you, yelling to reach over the volume of the music. you turn your head and see a young man, around your age stood next to you, red cup in his hand.

“hey.” you say back, talking to new people had never been your strong suit. you don’t know why you were able to with sunwoo but it just worked, maybe it was thanks to his chatty nature.

“who would leave a pretty girl here standing alone?” the brunette asked you, tilting his head with a smirk on his lips. not the same pretty smirk sunwoo would give you when you let his name leave your lips when he would attach his lips to your neck.

you didn’t want to tell him that you weren’t here alone, because what were you meant to say? that your not-boyfriend-but-you-wish-he-was dragged you here to leave you alone but you came anyway because you feel yourself wanting to be around him even when it was nothing to do with sex.

so you lie.

“i’m here with my friend.” you smile politely, not wanting to be a complete and utter asshole. he was a good looking guy you must admit, but nothing like sunwoo was.

"you have been here alone for a while." he states.

"have you been watching me?" you asked him, it was true, sunwoo did seem to be gone a very long time but you had been too occupied with your thoughts to ponder on it too much.

“don’t you think we should go outside, to talk?” his tone drops and so does your stomach, you definitely didn’t want to go anywhere with this guy.

“why would we do that?” you furrow your eyebrows up at him. nerves growing as you feel your guard rise even more up, watching his tongue poke the inside of his cheek and all of a sudden the air became a little too thick.

“who’s this?”

there he is, knight in shining, well, leather. feeling sunwoo’s hand snake around your waist before pulling you into his embrace, your back flush against his chest.

you feel safe.

“i thought you said you came with your friend?” the brunette raises his eyebrow at you and sunwoo can feel you tense underneath his hands and he doesn’t like the way the guy is eyeing you up. feeling protective, feeling the way you seem uncomfortable was enough for sunwoo to get lairy with him.

“yeah and her friend thinks it’s time you got lost.” despite his tough exterior and harsh tone, you feel the way his thumb strokes circles under your shirt on your waist. a silent signal that you’re okay and he’s here, there’s nothing to feel anxious about.

"i think the pretty girl can speak for herself." he says and before you can open your mouth yo ufeel sunwo brush your hair off of your shoulder. leaving that skin exposed before placing a delicate kiss, eyes never once leaving the mans face.

the brunette holds up his hands defensively, clearly deciding you were clearly not worth the hassle and you couldn’t care. watching him retreat back into the sea of people and you feel yourself relax.

you turn around, still locked in his arms that were around your waist. bringing your hands to behind his neck, watching the harsh expression on his pretty face melt away when he’s met with your eyes.

“you know…” you smile shyly at him, feeling yourself fall in deeper when he tilts his head cutely at you waiting for you to continue “…you’re pretty cute when your jealous.” you giggle slightly, thankful for the dimly lit room and your confession being swept away through the music.

“i was not jealous.” he pouts at you and you smile bashfully, everyday you see something new about sunwoo. like as each day passes there’s another part to his personality that unfolds for you.

“you were.” you giggle, pinching his cheek slightly smiling when he shakes his head from your fingers.

“i was not.” he whines, burying in face in your neck, inhaling your perfume and that’s when he decides it’s one of his favourite scents “maybe i was.” he speaks into your neck, both of you laughing before dragging you out of the party knowing you’d both have more fun at home.

RULE N° THREE: DON’T MEET THE PARENTS

“only because my mother can be, very nosy, quite like your friends.” you say awkwardly, knowing full well she would never understand the fact boys can be friends with girls without there something going on between them.

“i wasn’t expecting you to introduce me to your parents.” he jokes and you just sigh at him, giving him a look and it only makes him laugh even more.

“she doesn’t live that far, so you know, i’m saying it just in case.” you say and he nods, understanding. telling you that he won’t do anything to make your mother notice him in a way she shouldn’t.

“because she doesn’t understand the whole friends with benefits ordeal…she’ll just think that we’re dating.” you say and he nods his head again. you leave out the part where your mother wants you to be in a relationship so desperately you wouldn’t be able to lie to her about it.

“do you need any milk?” sunwoo asks you, he tagged along while you went to the supermarket. of course he came to your house to fuck but laying with you after you mumbled something about needed food and he was ushering his clothes on and saying he would come with you.

“probably, i haven’t opened the fridge in days it’s probably gone off.” you both pull a face of disgust when you both envision gone off milk just sitting in your fridge.

so, sunwoo picks up some fresh milk and puts it in the basket he also insisted to carry. you didn’t know why he wanted to come with you, but you knew that you wouldn’t say no. it seemed to be nice to constantly have his company, it made the days seem so much shorter because there was always a time where he would leave to go home.

“can we buy some noodles, you never have any food i like when i come round.” he pouts but doesn’t even wait for your response as he throws packets of noodles in the basket too.

you simply just smile at the idea of sunwoo having things at your flat that were for him, knowing then he would always have a reason to come back. of course you would always welcome him into your place with open arms, and well, legs.

“[name]?” a voice called behind the pair of you causing you to turn around in unison. dread filling your whole body when you come face to face with your mother.

“mum?” you stick on a fake smile but sunwoo can see the nerves piling up behind it. your dread spreading to him as now he no idea what to expect when you said you didn’t want him to meet your mother.

you watch her eyes fall onto sunwoo, through her glasses you see her eye him up momentarily. he was only wearing a hoodie with sweats on, hood hiding his fluffy hair as you stood in similar attire.

“what are you doing shopping so late?” you ask her, because you knew thats what she was thinking about you. at least you weren’t alone, she only frowns slightly, completely ignoring your question.

the only reason you were out shopping so late was because you had sunwoo by your side, and after the incident at the party you felt pretty confident in knowing he wouldn’t let anything happen to you.

“who is this dear.” she smiles brightly when sunwoo offers his hand for her to shake, get grin from ear to ear as you already can see the wheels spinning behind her mind making a picture you didn’t want her to make.

“this is sunwoo.” you say while she shakes his hand, he still feels awkward. he knows what you said but at the same he didn’t want to make a bad impression for your mother.

“lovely to meet you.” he smiles at her, feeling some sort of pride when your mother only grins up at him. sunwoo had not had much experience in meeting girls’ parents either, he’s never had to before.

“you never told me you had a boyfriend!?” he throws her arms up and this was exactly what you were afraid of. you don’t miss the way sunwoo remains calm and collected while your whole body tenses, since when was he so good at acting.

“no mum he’s just-”

“it’s a new relationship, we just wanted to see how it went before we met each other’s parents.” sunwoo interrupts you and you feel your mouth hang open slightly, that was the last thing you expected from him.

“how lovely are you.” she coos, bringing her hand to cup his cheek and sunwoo only smiles sweetly at her only causing you to eye him up with a knowing smile on your lips, cheeky little shit.

you continue to stand and talk to her, she asked sunwoo a few small talk questions to which he answered perfectly before you kiss her goodbye and say you really need to go.

“what’s so bad about her, she’s so sweet!” sunwoo says, not bringing up the fact he called himself your boyfriend multiple times while talking to her.

“now you’ll just have to deal with my dad at some point.”

RULE N° FOUR: DON’T SLEEP OVER

“sharing is a bed is how feelings develop, studies show.” sunwoo says like it’s common knowledge and for some reason you can’t bring yourself to believe that.

“what studies?” you ask him, watching him bite back his smile and you can already sense the type of response you’re going to get by the twitch of his lips.

“my studies.” he says proudly and you mumble an ‘of course’ “and my dear [name] whatever will we do if you fall for me.” he says and you feel yourself running out of witty responses, you know for sure that you wouldn’t fall for him, sex is just sex, you didn’t need him to stay over.

“can i get you anything before i go?” sunwoo whispers in your hair, still tied up in the sheets with you. the few moments that you lay in his arms was your favourite thing, he was always warm and comforting.

aftercare with sunwoo was what ultimately lead to your downfall, the way he looked at you with so much adoration. the way he thanked you for being so good to him, that next time he will promise to make it better than the last, the way he would kiss anywhere that looked red or hurt.

do people do that and expect no feelings to be caught?

“there’s one thing you can do for me.” you bite your lip and he hums, you can’t see his face and that’s why it makes it so much easier to speak freely.

“stay.” you mumble quietly, the silence that followed was enough to make you want the ground to swallow you up and to show your face to him again.

mind running a million miles an hour, and he knows this, he knows by the way your breathing isn’t the same as it was before and the way you’ve gone stiff under his arm. sunwoo pulls his face from your neck, your hair now falling on the pillow under you. barely being able to look at him and he still doesn’t reply, only thing he can think about was how hard his heart was beating.

“that was stupid…” your voice trails off and you close your eyes and take in a deep breath “…i’m sorry.” you feel like crying, was he going to catch onto your growing feelings and call this whole thing off.

you would rather have this one part of him than nothing at all.

“i will happily stay.” he smiles at you, causing you to open your eyes to see him leaning above you. warm hand pushing your hair away before placing a kiss onto your nose, causing you to chuckle and he does too.

that night, sunwoo lay next to you holding you in his arms. still naked because neither one of you wanted to move, but you didn’t mind, you felt too comfortable around him to feel like you have to get changed. you talked into the hours of the early morning, telling each other stories from your lives that you had never said before.

“you have a really pretty laugh.” sunwoo mumbles tiredly, he had a bad habit of just saying whatever he thought when he was tired of when he was drunk and now he seemed to be tired.

“no i don’t.” you hold back your laugh this time and he chuckles softly next to your ear and you no longer hate the way that his laugh makes you feel makes you feel, happy.

“you do, it’s one of my favourite noises that you make.” he says cheekily and you bite your lip to contain your smile.

“what’s the first?” you ask.

“when you moan.” he says and you shove him playfully, seeing him erupt in laughter trying to tell you that he’s joking and to come back into his arms.

it’s times like this when you truly realise the impact sunwoo has taken in your life, you’ll find yourself thinking about him a little too much. or the way your stomach does flips when he messages you even when he’s out with his friends. his drunk calls and drunk texts knowing that you’re the first one he goes to.

you both carry on relaxing, telling sunwoo that eric will be fine home alone when he shares his concerns.

“eric probably would have burnt the flat down by now.” sunwoo jokes and you laugh, every time you laughed it filled him with pride that he’s the one that stuck the smile on your face. feeling your warm cheek on his chest while he let his finger dance down your back, it tickled sometimes but you liked it.

“then you would have to move in with me.” you joke back but when you realise how much he could have misinterpreted it you’re about to take it back.

“that wouldn’t be so bad.” he hums, finger drawing shapes on your back and you would try and decode it if you didn’t feel the sleep try and overtake your body.

“i guess not.” was the last thing you said before you fell into your slumber. you had no idea what time it was when you fell asleep, all you know is when you woke up to the sunlight peeking through the curtains and highlighting sunwoo’s already perfect features, you were down bad.

“do i really look that good in the mornings?” his eyes open momentarily to see you staring down at him. watching the embarrassment flood your face and he only pulls you down back into his arms, soft laugh leaving his lips.

“i might have to ask you to stay more often.” you say shyly, biting your lip when he tilts his head.

“why’s that?” he asks.

“you sound so hot right now.” you admit, laughing when he pinches your side slightly. both of you deciding that you would want to spend more mornings together.

RULE N° FIVE: DON’T FALL IN LOVE

“and if you find that you’ve fallen for the great kim sunwoo, or i do with you, we have to end this.” he says and you appreciate his honesty, knowing he’s right. friends with benefits could never work if one person was in love and the other wasn’t.

“don’t worry i don’t think it’ll come to that.” you nod and he only raises his eyebrows teasingly. neither one of you knowing what’s in store, you knew right then there you probably should’ve thought about this more.

maybe should’ve left it as a one night stand because now, sitting at your coffee table with sunwoo making rules about friends with benefits did not seem like a good idea.

“i’m doing this over the phone because i don’t think i could do it face to face.” you say clutching your phone to your ear as you feel your whole body shaking in nerves.

“are you okay?” sunwoo asks you, no idea what it is you will be talking about. he just knows that you sound shaken up, that upsets him.

“i-i think this thing we have should end.” you say, feeling the tears pool your eyes and when he doesn’t reply you feel like falling to the floor. how could this happen, this was always going to be a bad idea from the start and you don’t know why you ever thought it would work.

you said to yourself that things like this happened to other people, it never happened to you but now you wish this would all get taken aback.

“what? why? i thought everything was okay?” he rambles, feeling his own heart squeezing in his chest but not in the same way that it does when he’s around you. it squeezes in the way where he feels sick and he doesn’t want to feel like that.

“it is, it was.” you correct yourself “i broke the rules sunwoo.” you say trying to justify it by that and not that fact you let your feelings completely fuck you over. you just thank the stars you didn’t have to do this face to face.

“b-but so did i [name], we both did but there’s nothing wr-”

“i broke the biggest one.” you let the sob leave your lips and thats when sunwoo really feels like he’s been kicked in the stomach. truth be told he completely forgot about the stupid rules the two of you set up before all this. he simply got lost in the lust and the fun of just simply being around you.

“what?” he mumbles, not knowing if he’s thinking about what you are. his whole world freezes for a second.

“i fell in love with you, sunwoo.” you put your head in your hands “i know i said i wouldn’t, but i have, so this has to be over.” and with that you end the call, expecting to never see him again. turning off your phone before crying into the sleeves of your hoodie.

you don’t leave you flat for god knows how long, not knowing how you’ll manage each day while simultaneously avoiding sunwoo. it was hard, in the last few weeks whenever you had felt this low he always turned up at your door calming he knows the best way to cheer you up.

you were stupid for thinking he wouldn’t turn up at your house, sunwoo was chatty. sunwoo also never knew when to take a hint of take no for an answer. so when there’s a knock at your front door you don’t know why you open it without checking.

“you turned the phone off without giving me a chance to speak.” sunwoo says, but there’s no hint of a smile on his lips, it almost makes you scared. but you let him in anyways and shut the door behind you.

“didn’t fancy rejection today.” you scoff lightly, you had been crying he would tell by the way your eyes looked red. he also knew that you didn’t give him a change to talk to you.

“how did you know i was going to do that.” he says, eyes narrowing slightly but not in a way that made you feel uncomfortable it was more in the way of ‘you should’ve given me a chance and i’m sad you didn’t’

“because sunwoo, the amount of times you’ve told me you don’t date, everyone tells me you don’t date.” you sigh, crossing your arms over your chest, feeling the tears well back up in your eyes.

“i should’ve known i’m not the type of person who can do this without catching feelings.” you speak honestly.

he can’t say anything, he just watches you shift from one foot to the other. his pride faltering when he sees how much his words had put a falter on your confidence, about him dating.

“you’re an idiot you know that.” he says with a slight smile and it almost makes you angry, how does he have the audacity to come here and rub it in your face even more the son of a-

“i love you too, you idiot.” he smiles awkwardly, watching you shut your mouth abruptly knowing you were about to go off on one. he didn’t let you, only stepping forward to invade your personal space, hands on your hips as he slowly backs you into the wall.

“really?” you ask, your voice was small and it makes his heart beat faster. you thought about this, all the what ifs about if he liked you the same way but you never let yourself think about it too much.

“i love you, a lot, so i guess we both broke the biggest rule.” he grins before placing his lips onto yours, but it’s not like it usually is, this time he’s being soft. taking his time, not the rough usual where he would have your clothes off by now.

“tell me i’m yours.” sunwoo mumbles against your lips, nudging his nose against yours and you can’t help but smile.

“you’re mine kim sunwoo, all mine.” you kiss him again, letting your fingers find their way to his hair and you tug on it slightly, still pushed up against the wall as his hand starts to wander.

when your lips find his neck he’s throwing his head back, inhaling sharply when he feels your tongue run down his neck. sunwoo had fallen for you long ago, never once saying it over the fact he would not want you to reject him and to stop seeing you.

“fuck, [name] i want you.” sunwoo pants when he feels your hand brush up against his erection that was hidden well in his pants. the wall behind you was cold when sunwoo places his one hand behind you to brace himself.

“i cant believe your pretty pussy is now all mine.” he smirks at you, his hand sliding past your layers of clothing and tracing over the line of your panties. watching your hips come off of the wall slightly in an attempt to show him how much you want him to just slip his fingers in.

“all yours sun, please touch me.” your whine, head tilting back, giving him a full view of your neck. he was going to give in to you, let his fingers fuck you open against this wall but there was something telling him to do something new.

sunwoo pulls his fingers from you completely, but before you get to protest he’s sliding his leg in between yours. holding your hips down onto his thigh, you’re about to pout until he starts talking.

“show me how much you love me baby.” he smirks, biting his lip momentarily “use my thigh, to get yourself off” he mumbles and you just nod, beginning to rock your hips against his thigh.

“so cute, all it takes is my leg to make you into a mess.” he faux sadness as you whimper slightly, your panties growing increasingly wet as sunwoo smirks when he feels it on his leg.

“you’re so pretty baby,” sunwoo blurts out when he sees you furrow your eyebrows when his thumb circles your clit, mouth open while those noises leave your lips making it harder for sunwoo to hold himself back.

“i cant believe you thought i would reject you.” sunwoo pouts, and you barely see it the way your eyes are almost closed from the pressure on your lower half. you had no idea how his leg wasn’t tired from this, and the way his thumb was also toying with your clothed clit “i thought it was obvious that you’re all i want.”

those words made you mind go crazy, maybe you had been oblivious but none of that seemed to matter now. not when all you could think about was your high fast approaching.

“are you close?” he mumbles and you nod your head “i already knew that baby.” he says continuing his pace with his fingers knowing it was working, while the rhythm of your hips seems to change not being able fo control your own body.

“i know you too well baby, no one will ever please you like i can.” he says and you only whine in response, you knew he was right “come on darling, cum all over my thigh and i’ll treat you so good.”

you listen, eyes screwing shut while sunwoo watches you fall apart, body shaking as he grips onto you to steady you. waiting for you to open your eyes to see him smiling softly down at you.

“why are you looking at me like that?” you ask him, growing warm when he kisses your cheek sweetly.

“because now you’re all mine.”

[hwangsbbg]

dear donghyuck,

you not knowing my existence

hurts like a mf

[hwangsbbg]

𝒍𝒐𝒏𝒈 𝒅𝒂𝒚𝒔, 𝒍𝒖𝒔𝒄𝒊𝒐𝒖𝒔 𝒏𝒊𝒈𝒉𝒕𝒔

in which you provoke bestfriend!jisung after he had a stressful day

genres & warning(s): suggestive, angst, jisung and the reader a fighting in the beginning, dom!jisung x fem!reader, jisung has no shirt on, fondling, kissing + making out, hickeys, pet names(doll, love, baby), reader is wearing a bra (apologies to my braless queens), the bold and confident jisung we all love to see

a/n: i know how much of a hoe you are for andy, dont lie to me baby ;) and remember that one live jeno said that they practice with the lights off and no shirt cuz it helps them with their dance lines. yep i am referencing that

requested?: yes

“oh, so now you don’t have anything to say.” you cross your arms and glare at his silhouette. jisung sighs and runs a hand thru his hair in frustration. “i know how to take care of myself y/n, dont tell me-” “then why don’t you act on that you fucking prick!" a new wave of anger heats up his body as jisung closes the distance between the two of you, using his tall privleges to intimidate. "what did you just call me?" he says, voice much deeper than usual. you try to retain his eye contact, not wanting to seem weak. but its only then do you notice the male is only wearing a pair of sweats. you eyes trail down to his plush lips and down his toned chest and abs, the sweat adding a beautiful shimmer.

jisung catches your actions and scoffs, "you just cant help yourself can you." unsatisfied with the following silence, he pulls you flush against his body, crotch against crotch. he smirks as you stare up at him in shock. "my eyes are up here love." your hands stray away from both your bodies, not knowing where to place them. jisung momentarily takes his hands off your waist to place yours on his own. your fingers press into his flesh, savoring the feeling.

a hand slides up your body, palm brushing over your breast. his finger traces your jawline before lifting up your chin, “dont give me this silent crap. i kno about you and your lewd fantasies doll." your cheeks heat up as you try to produce some sort of response. jisung stares into your eyes before moving to whisper in your ear, his husky voice laced with lust, “you want this don’t you? just tell me you want it and i’ll give it to you.”

you suck in a shaky breath, “jisung.” he hums, biting your ear lobe, “im listening love.” your hands travel down to the strings of his sweats, wrapping them around your fingers before pulling. “i want it.” you could feel his smile as he drags his lips across your cheek to meet your lips, wasting no time as he begins to suck. you moan into his mouth as your hands travel up his abdomen, fingers dipping into each and every crevice. your lips part slightly as you smirk and his tongue slithers inside, deepening the kiss. jisung's hands slide down to your ass, briefly squeezing the mounds. he growls against your lips as you squirm at the contact.

flipping you around, a hand moves to squeeze your jaw while the other remains on your lower abdomen, his lengthy fingers dangerously close to your cunt. jisung buries his face into the nape of your neck as he nips at the skin, the sweet pain and warm breath sending shocks to your core. he tilts his head up to make eye contact with you in the mirror. he glances at your already swelling lips, "so beautiful." you whine and press yourself back against him, rotating your hips. jisung throws his head and grunts, “impatient are we?" he turns you around yet again, his breath fanning over your face. "shit is this ok?" his hands fist your thin top. your hands wrap around his wrists, taking off the garment. you lick your lips, "now we're even." jisung bites his lip before diving in.

“you don’t kno how long i’ve waited for this,” he growls along the valley of your breasts. a smile creeps it’s way onto your lips, “mmm, is that right?” he grunts in responses before beginning to suckle on the top of your chest, his chin brushing against the lace of your bra.

love, lust, lace. everything ever needed to turn his long days, into luscious nights.

[hwangsbbg]

Parking Lot Phase

Based on the songs Circa 2015 and Rainbow Bap by Jaden Smith

Pairing: badboy!jisung x Reader

Genre: smut, fluff, angst

Au/Tropes: high school, strangers to lovers

Word Count: 12.5K

Warnings: swearing, jealous Jisung, car sex (kind of), dom jisung?, reckless driving,

a/n: this took me months to write because i kept forgetting about it. The ending was really rushed and i may or may not rewrite it. Its also not proof read so forgive me

As cliche as it is, Jisung was the boy that every adult figure in your life told you to stay away from.

Your Parents, Grandparents, Aunts, Uncles, Teachers, hell even the bus drivers.

Every day he dressed head to toe in black, the only color being a few pops of red stitched into his leather jacket.

Every single girl in your high school class wanted him and he knew it.

He always teased the girls with long looks and a sweet smile from across the hallway, luring them into him.

Needless to say those same girls were usually found crying in a bathroom stall two weeks later.

Jisung, however, went on with his life, laughing and smiling with his friends like he hadn’t just ruined some poor girl’s self esteem.

Jisung usually hung out with a group of seniors,

Renjun, Jaemin, Donghyuck, and Jeno.

They all dressed and acted the same way...

Like dicks.

However, you assumed they weren’t that bad since your best friend Chenle was often found prancing around with them.

Chenle stuck out like a sore thumb around those boys as he opted for casual streetwear.

Although Chenle usually spent his school hours with the boys, he always made sure to eat lunch with you.

He didn’t want you to feel left out, you were his childhood best friend after all.

He was never going to leave you.

However, he was seriously contemplating it as he stands in front of you with furrowed eyebrows and a slacked jaw.

“What do you mean ‘no’?” Chenle questions carefully.

Jisung had just been gifted his first car by his parents yesterday and all of Chenle’s friends were going out off campus for lunch.

They were begging him to tag along but Chenle refused to leave you alone.

His friends agreed to let you come along too.

But Chenle didn't think for a second that you would decline.

“Lele, I'm not getting in a car with a bunch of random ass guys just so you don’t have to feel guilty.” You told your best friend.

You look over Chenle’s shoulder, noticing Jisung along with the rest of his clique were waiting impatiently by the school entrance.

Jisung coolly swung his car keys around his pointer finger with a bored look painted on his face.

“Random guys? They’re our classmates, y/n.”

“Still strangers to me.”

Chenle sighs, throwing his arms up in frustration

“It’s fine, Chenle, go hang out with your friends and I will stay here and eat my lunch. “ You smile tightly at him. “Alone.”

Chenle scoffed, fully knowing that your statement actually means ‘go hang out with your friends but if you do I wont speak to you for a whole week’

The two you had been in so many petty arguments before; He knows better.

You slam your locker door, preparing to turn away from him until a voice called out to the two of you.

“Hey,” Jisung says from down the hall. “Meet us outside whenever you’re done with....whatever”

The rest of the boys surrounding him nodded along and quickly followed him out of the door.

Chenle took this time to wrap his arms around your shoulders and pull you into a tight hold.

“Y/n, please, I will do anything. This is a brand new Maserati we are talking about here,” Your best friend pleads.

You contemplate for a second.

“Maserati?” You raise an eyebrow.

Chenle nods his head frantically.

“You should’ve started off with saying it was a Maserati.”

“Don’t tell me you’re agreeing to come because its a Maserati.”

You shrug and link your arm with Chenle’s.

“I didn’t take you for the gold digger type”

“I’m just a sucker for sports cars.”

You smile and watch as a wide grin spreads against your best friend's face.

“I’m so glad you’re coming because i don’t think i would have been able to handle you not talking to me for another three weeks.”

You scoff softly, “so you were actually going to leave me”

“Its a Maserati, babe,” Chenle says, leading you to the school’s parking lot.

You weren’t going to lie,

The closer you inched to Jisung’s car the more nervous you got.

Chenle could sense this and squeezed your arm softly.

Finally the the two of you stood in awe next to the sleek black Maserati.

The windows were tinted so dark that you couldn’t see anything inside.

So it shocked you a little when the back door was pushed open from the inside, nearly hitting you in the leg.

The boy you know as Jaemin, pops his head out of the door with a bright smile adorning his face.

“I was hoping you’d say yes,” The boy says out of context.

The comment kind of startled you, you weren’t expecting to have to interact with them so soon.

You were hoping they’d just ignore your presence and do what they usually do.

Without letting you question him, Jaemin slides back into the car.

You notice the lack of space in the back seat.

Looking up at Chenle, you ask him where would you sit.

Once he gets in, the backseat will be full, leaving you with nowhere to sit.

Jeno and Jaemin hastily offer you a place on their laps but you not-so politely decline.

Instead you sit down into the seat that originally was supposed to be Chenle’s before pulling your best friend into your own lap.

He complains the entire time but you refused to be the person to sit on anyone’s lap.

With Jaemin next you, he uses his charming smile to convince you to rethink your choice for the ride back.

"Don't pretend like you don't want to," He says barley above a whisper.

But not low enough to where Chenle couldn't hear it. "I can hear you, Jaemin."

The ride is surprisingly fun, everyone seems to chat with you easily including renjun who was seated in the passenger seat

The only person who didn’t speak to you much was Jisung.

But it was fine you enjoyed the attention that renjun, jeno, Donghyuck, and jaemin were feeding you

Soon enough, you guys were parked at a local diner.

The boys rushed out of the car before Jisung could even come to a complete stop.

Chenle whines as donghyuck and Jaemin quickly place themselves at your side.

Jaemin threw his arm around your waist while Hyuck’s arm rested around your shoulders.

“How can someone so pretty be friends with Chenle,” Jaemin joked

“I was wondering the same thing,” piped Jeno

Renjun laughs. “I think we all-“

You didn’t even notice the smile that was stretching to each side of your face or the giggly feeling that rested below your belly.

Chenle had been the only friend you ever really had.

So being around so many people who clearly enjoyed your presence, filled you with so much joy.

You kind of felt guilty for all of the assumptions you had previously made about them.

Entering the diner, the boys headed for the largest booth in the the back.

You were sandwiched between Jeno and Renjun with Jaemin and Chenle across from you and Donghyuck and Jisung on the ends.

Jisung still hadn’t spoken a word to you.

You nearly let it get to you, but you were quickly taken out of your thoughts as Jeno started pointing out the best items on the menu.

He had somehow convinced you to try something called the ‘Gut buster’.

It was the largest breakfast burrito you had seen in your life, but also the tastiest.

Renjun had spent his time, spoon feeding you deserts and asking you to rate them.

He held his hand underneath your chin and guided a spoon that's over flowing with chocolate desert. "Open up."

You were definitely going to be sick from all of the sugar he had you inhale.

“This is basically just Y/N being on a date with five guys,” Chenle seethed as he watched the boys interact with you.

You open your mouth to protest but you’re immediately cut off by Hyuck.

He grabs your hand across the table, squishing Chenle against Jaemin in the process.

“No she’s just on a date with me, right babe?”

You try to stutter response as the boy rubs his soft finger over your knuckles but everyone beats you to it.

They argue loudly about whose the better ‘date’ which only ends in you guys getting ugly looks from everyone else in the diner.

You tried to hush them and tell them they were too loud, but with Jeno yelling in your ear and Chenle trying to pry hyuck’s hands off your own, your voice got washed out in the madness.

“Don’t you kids have class?” One of the waitresses shouted at you from across the counter.

All of you scramble for your phone to check the time.

“Shit,” Jisung curses, standing to his feet.

The 7 of you realize that you’re super late for class. (20 minutes late to be exact.)

You guys quickly finish what ever you have left and pay for your food

You tried to pay for you own but Renjun quickly pushed your hands down and pulled a few crisp bills from his wallet

“You never pay for my food,” Chenle pouts

Renjun only stuffs his wallet back into his pocket. “Pretty privilege I guess,”

You guys move as fast as possible, all scrambling to find a seat in the car.

Chenle got booted from the back seat and was forced to take the front as Renjun found his way to the back.

This time around you found yourself perched on Jaemin’s lap, while your legs laid haphazardly across Jeno’s.

Throaty laughter and giggles could be heard from the backseat as Jisung sped through lanes of traffic.

The boys notice this and make comments on his reckless driving.

You notice him rolling his eyes but what you don’t notice is how Jisung stares at you through the rear view mirror every time he gets a chance.

When you get back to school it’s drizzling so you all scurry inside.

You guys are a little over 30 minutes late to your class but you don’t mind that at all.

You were just happy that your class wasn’t too far from the entrance.

Chenle, however, had class on the other side of campus so he left the group with a ‘see you guys later’

Renjun was right behind him.

Jeno, Jaemin, and donghyuck parted as their classrooms came into sight.

By the time you got to your class room, Jisung was the only one left walking with you.

It was silent between the two of you.

“Thank you,” was all you could think to say.

He looked down at you, eyes grazing over your pretty face

“For what?”

You didn’t think this through.

You shuffle on your feet. “For letting me hang out with you guys, i guess.”

“And for walking me to class.”

He chuckles, showing off his smile for the first time that day.

“Technically I’m not walking you to class. My class is this way too.”

You roll your eyes playfully, “Then thank you for letting me hang out with you guys.”

“Of course, I loved being a 7th wheel.”

“Oh really?” You say, cocking your head to the side. “You didn’t deny being on a date with me earlier,”

“I didn’t speak to you the entire time,”

“I never said you were a good date.”

The two of you laugh softly before the air between you suddenly became quiet again.

“Well,” you start, “this is my stop, hopefully we can hang out again sometime.”

Jisung nods, “Right, yeah, maybe so.”

He scratches the back of his neck and rocks softly on his heels

You take note of his stance, finding it cute in a way.

Not knowing what to say next, you push open the door to your classroom, bidding Jisung goodbye with a small wave

Once you’re out of sight Jisung visibly relaxes

“Right, yeah, maybe so?” He mocks, repeating his earlier response to you. “What the fuck was that,”

Jisung had been trying to find a way to talk to you all day, but he didn’t want to come off like his friends.

Unlike them, he had actually known who you were before Chenle mentioned you.

The two of you had one or two classes together and he often found himself staring at you when he became bored with the lesson.

It was no doubt that you were beautiful and he found it interesting how you made no effort to make any friends or branch out.

He thought you were just shy but after today he could tell that you were far from shy.

Jisung had been wanting to approach you for so long but he wasn’t sure how to, with Chenle always clinging to you.

He let out a deep sigh and shook his head clear of any thoughts concerning you as he laid eyes on his classroom.

Its needless to say that each one of you got scolded for being late.

You luckily escaped with no punishment.

However others were not so lucky

Others including Jeno, Chenle, And Donghyuck.

They all got after school detention.

Usually Chenle walks home with you after school but with him gone, it was just you.

The drizzle from earlier had turned into a full on storm. Lightening broke out across the sky and was soon followed by a loud rumble of thunder that resulted in shrieks from some of your fellow female classmates.

You sigh.

You could have probably gotten Chenle to call his parents to pick you guys up, but he was stuck in a class room, probably apologizing to said parents through a text message for getting detention.

Your dad wouldn’t be able to leave work to pick you up.

You were just screwed.

You stood idly by the school’s front doors, watching as the rain padded hard against concrete.

Students dashed for their cars, shielding themselves from the rain with anything they had.

These were the times where you wish you knew how to drive.

“You aren’t planning on walking in that, are you?” A voice calls from behind you.

You see Jisung’s reflection in the window of the entrance. “I did for a second,” You turn around to face him. “But now that you’re here, I think my prayers may have just been answered.”

Jisung smirks, shifting onto his right leg. “I wasn’t offering you a ride,”

“Don’t make me beg.” You pout, tilting your head.

He rolls his eyes. “Come on, Let’s go,”

You watch as Jisung shrugs off his infamous leather jacket and holds it over the two of you as a shield.

As soon as he opens the door, he breaks out into a sprint with his hand pressed to your upper back.

If you weren’t so focused on not slipping you would have been overthinking his gesture.

Jisung used his key pad to unlock his car door and quickly opened the passenger side door for you to slip into before running to get into the drivers side.

He plops down inside of the car, throwing his jacket to the back seat and ruffling his slightly wet hair

Your eyes raked over him, finding the wet hair look attractive on him.

He leans back into his seat, lolling his head to the side to meet your gaze.

“Staring now, are we?”

You scoff.

Yes

“No, I’m waiting for you to start the car up because I’m wet and freezing”

With a cocky smirk on his face, Jisung cranks up his car and begins to pull out of the parking lot.

The rain is visibly becoming heavier and you are slightly worried if Jisung would be able to drive in it.

“Am I just supposed to guess where you live?”

You roll your eyes, “I live a little past the diner we went to earlier,”

“Great, I was heading that way anyway.”

The ride was quiet, nothing but the sounds of heavy rain pounding down on the vehicle

It seemed like the further you guys drove, the heavier the rain got.

“Can you even see.” You ask the boy.

“No, actually”

You stare at him in disbelief. “Why didn’t you say anything.”

“I was trying to look cool, like i knew what i was doing.” He jokes.

“Pull over somewhere. Let’s just wait until the rain calms down some.”

“The diner should be coming up soon, we’ll pull in there.” He says while nodding his head.

You agree with him and relax into your seat.

Your eyes constantly flicker over to Jisung’s frame.

You couldn’t deny just how attractive he was.

You wanted to be mad at yourself for being in the position you said you’d never be in, but you couldn’t.

Not when jisung was here, left hand gripping the stirring wheel while the other toyed with his bottom lip.

‘Any girl would be going haywire with a sight like that’ is what you tell yourself.

Jisung pulls into the deserted diner parking lot, parking fairly well to say he couldn’t tell where the parking spaces were.

Shutting off his car, he leans back into his seat and uses his hand to push his hair back from his forehead.

It took everything in your being not to stare at him.

Goosebumps started to form on your arms.

“I’m cold,” You told him, rubbing your hands together

“That’s too bad,” He started, tilting his head towards you. “I’m hot.”

Indeed

You roll your eyes and turn away from him with an obvious grimace on your face. You did this whenever you weren’t getting your way with Chenle and he usually gave in after a few seconds. You were hoping it would work with the boy on side of you.

Jisung, however, just scoffed before reaching into the backseat.

Suddenly something that was rubbery and wet was thrown into your lap.

It was Jisung’s jacket that he used to shield the two of you at school.

“This is wet,” You complain before throwing the jacket back at him.

He throws the jacket back at you. “Beggars can’t be choosers,”

“It’s going to make me colder than I already am.”

“The inside isn’t wet. Just put it on before i take it back.”

You hesitate for a second before ultimately deciding to put it on. “Only because I’m cold.”

“I think it’s just because you wanted to wear my jacket.” He jokes.

“Please, this thing fucking smells.”

It didn’t

“Then take it off,” Jisung says, reaching for the sleeve of said jacket.

You move your arm away from him. “No, you just basically begged me to wear it and now you’re trying take it away. Make up your mind.”

“Begged you?”

“Begged me.”

He shakes his head at you, shoulders jumping as a soft laugh ripped through him.

“You’re annoying,” He teased

“You’re no better.”

A smile plays at the corner of your lips as you look out of the window, enjoying the sight of the rain.

“This rain really isn’t letting up at all, huh,” Jisung says, kissing his teeth.

“Doesn’t look like it, but i don’t mind.”

“You like the rain?” He asks

You hum.

“Why?”

“I dont know i just do. Why do you not like the rain?”

He ponders for a second. “It makes everything too gloomy, for my taste.”

“Gloomy can be pretty though.”

“You can’t do anything in the rain.”

“Thats not true. You can do a lot of things. Its a perfect time to catch up on sleep, listen to your favorite songs, watch your favorite shows, eat your favorite food, have ice cream-“

“So the rain is an excuse to be lazy.”

You give him a blank stare before turning your head back to the window. “No its an excuse to chill and take part the activities that make you happy.”

Jisung hums and nods. “I think I understand what you mean.”

He’s quiet for a second or two. “One of the things you mentioned—eating your favorite food and having ice cream.”

“Yeah,”

“Well, this diner has a drive thru.”

You smile at him, understanding what he he was suggesting.

Jisung pulls out of the parking spot he was in and makes way toward the drive thru.

The two of you both try something new on the menu and pair it with a milkshake and fries just in case you hated what you ordered.

While the two of you ate, you chatted about cars, school, your friends, and just about any random topic you could come up with.

You didn’t expect to laugh so much, especially with jisung since he didnt speak a single word to you earlier.

You guys stayed in the parking lot until nightfall with full bellies and drooping eyes.

The rain had lightened up two hours before but the two of you were to caught up to realize.

“It’s going on 8:00, I think we are good to go.” He told you, beginning to pick up the remaining trash you guys had from your food.

You couldn’t deny the tinge of sadness you felt, knowing that your day with jisung was coming to an end.

The ride to your place was fairly short. Jisung knew the exact route to your house, considering the fact that he also lived in the same neighborhood.

Your neighborhood was fairly large and had multiple streets so it wasn’t surprising that the two of you hadn’t crossed paths.

“Try not to look so sad,” he teased as he opened your door to let you out of his car.

“In your dreams, Park, I’m ecstatic to finally be home.”

The two of you walk side by side towards your doorstep, not uttering a single word until you were finally face to face with your front door.

“So I checked the weather and i saw that it’s supposed to rain for the rest of the week.” The boy says as you began to strip from his jacket.

You raise an eyebrow at him, signaling him to continue.

“So maybe you could ride with me after school for the week until it clears up.”

It was obvious that he had been working up the courage to ask you that, as he began to rock on his heels like he did once before at school.

“Just say that you want to hang out with me again, Jisung,” You tease, leaning in and pressing his jacket to his chest.

He smiles, casting his eyes away from you an towards the empty street. “Maybe...”

“Say it.”

He rolls his eyes before taking his jacket from you and guiding you towards your door. “Don’t be annoying, go inside.”

“Fine.” You laugh, pushing your front door open, “Goodnight, Jisungg,”

The boy waved you goodnight and then made a dash for his car. As you closed the door you could hear the sound of Jisung and his expensive car speeding off into the night.

Chenle didnt let a second pass before he was ringing your phone. He had been peeking out of his bedroom window, where he had an amazing view of your front yard.

You hesitated to answer your phone, knowing well what he was calling about

“Hello?”

“UM,HELLO? DID I JUST SEE YOU GET OUT OF THE CAR WITH PARK JISUNG?!”

you roll your eyes and quickly skip up to your bedroom before pulling open your curtains. From across the street you can see Chenle, standing in a similar position.

Phone pressed against his ear, he puts his hand on his hip. “Do you know how worried I was. I thought you got kidnapped on the way home.”

“What made you think i was kidnapped.”

“I sent you 1000 messages and when i got no response, i tried to knocking on your door and still got nothing. I’ve been watching your front yard for hours now; I was two minutes away from calling the cops, Y/N.”

“Instead of asking anyone if they had seen me?”

“I did, I asked Renjun and Jaemin, thinking they may have walked you home but they said they hadn’t seen you and that they left with sungchan.”

“You’re cute when you worry, lele.” You watch as your best friend frowns and closes his dark blue curtains. You giggle. “Come over, I’ll make you dinner and tell you all about what happened while i was with Jisung.”

He peeks through the curtains. “What kind of dinner.”

“Whatever you want,”

“Fine, give me a second, to take a shower. Im spending the night,”

Before you could protest, the boy hangs up and closes his curtains completely.

30 minutes later, Chenle was walking into your house with an overnight bag slung across his shoulder.

You kept your promise to him and made him exactly what he wanted. Which happened to be a weird pasta recipe that he found on tiktok.

Following the recipe wasn’t hard for you at all considering you often had to cook for yourself due to your dad’s work schedule.

While you and chenle feasted on the pasta, you told him all about your day with Jisung

Patting his full belly Chenle began to speak. “So do you like him?”

You open your mouth to say ‘no’ but for some reason the words never come out. You can’t like Jisung, you only known him for a couple of hours.

However, in those few hours, he had proven to be the complete opposite of your assumptions.

“Well do you?” Chenle questions again

“N-no.” You shake your head and reach for your drink that sat on the coffee table.

Your best friend stares at you for a split second, searching you for a sign of uncertainty.

And boy did he find too many signs.

“Well,” He starts off, “If you did like Jisung. I would tell you that it isn’t smart to get involved with him.”

“And why not?”

“We all know why, Y/N.”

the two of you stare at each other and you’re the first to look away.

“Thought he was your friend,” You grumble.

“He is, but you’re like a sister to me. And believe it or not, I actually care about your feelings.” The boy says, grabbing a hold of your free hand.

You roll your head to the side, a smirk playing on your lips. “Just kiss me already Chenle.”

“funny,” He chuckles. “But don’t say it again, I almost threw up.”

You roll eyes. “Let’s clean up and head to bed; I have an exam tomorrow,”

The boy nods and begins to follow your lead in cleaning.

The next morning, you and Chenle are awoken by the sound of your father’s voice.

“Zhong, I thought I told you five years ago to stop sleeping in my daughter’s bed,” The smile, he was wearing could be heard as he spoke.

Both you and Chenle groan and shield your eyes from the sun that was pouring in through your window

“I could chastise you some more,” your dad continues, “but I think I have other things to worry about. Like the boy that's wearing a leather jacket, driving a badass Maserati, and asking for my sweet child.”

Your head perks up immediately. “Jisung’s here?”

“Is that his name?”

You don’t listen to the rest of your dad’s morning banter and hop out of bed quicker than you ever had before.

“Chenle, get up, get up, get up.” You tell your friend, pulling him up by his arm as you gather your outfit for the day.

You quickly brush your hair and teeth before heading down stairs with none of your school supplies with you.

Thankfully, Chenle was trailing right behind you with your backpack slung over his shoulder.

When you make it outside, you catch sight of Jisung and your dad standing next to each other.

You couldn’t tell what they were saying but from the way they were staring at Jisung’s car, you could tell that it was the topic of their conversation.

Jisung looks up as he hears you approaching, a smile still planted on his face until he catches sight of Chenle.

He tried not to let his smile falter but he had failed miserably. He can only hope you didn’t notice it.

You did.

“You didn’t say you were coming by this morning,” You say and Jisung steps toward you.

“Well you didn’t exactly give me your number or anything last night.”

“Um last night?” Your dad pipes.

“Yeah, Jisung brought be home yesterday since it was raining.”

Your dad doesn’t say anything but you can tell he’s impressed with Jisung.

“Well I’ll let you guys get to school,” Your dad says, “I assume I’ll see you again this afternoon, Jisung.”

The three you get into the car and head to school.

Chenle fell asleep in the backseat, leaving you and Jisung to your own devices.

He made small talk with you, telling you how your dad made him nervous upon first sight.

“I thought I was at the wrong house,” He had told you.

He nearly asked you why chenle was there but he decided against it.

Once you you got to school, you met up with the rest of Jisung’s friends.

All 7 of you hung out before the bell rang, signaling the beginning of the first class of the day.

The day went by slow, the only entertainment being your lunch period.

Today the rain had started a little bit before lunch so the boys stayed in the cafeteria with you.

Instead of eating the school lunch, they raided the vending machines that were stationed in the corners.

The 7 of you got weird stares due to the chaotic nature of the group. You were definitely the loudest table in the building.

You tried not to notice how close jisung was to you the entire time.

His shoulder was practically pressed against yours.

You weren’t the only one who noticed though.

After lunch, jisung walked you to class, much like he did the day before. The only difference was that it wasn’t awkward between the two of you at all.

When it was time for dismissal, you found him waiting for you next to the door.

He already had his jacket off, ready to shield the two of you from the weather.

When you asked about the other boys, he said they had sports practice and that chenle called his parents.

In reality, Jisung told the boys they couldn’t ride him so he could be alone with you. They complained and rolled their eyes but let Jisung be and found themselves bothering Sungchan instead.

He didn’t miss how Chenle seemed to be genuinely annoyed.

He couldn’t find it in himself to care though.

The ride went just as it did the day before.

The two of you pulled into the diner and grabbed some food before munching down on it while having a conversation.

You learned a few things about him.

His favorite color is green.

He has two older brothers and a little sister.

He has a cat named Christmas (named by his little sister)

He hates the corn dogs from the diner.

He makes good grades.

He wants to paint his nails but doesn’t know how and doesn’t want to go to a nail tech to get them done.

And more little things like that.

You guys chatted until 8:30 before Jisung brought you home. This time he remembered to get your number.

The next three days were the same thing.

He picks you up for school that morning, You have lunch with the boys, he walks you to class, he waits on you after class, it rains, he drives the two of you to the diner, you get food, chat in the parking lot, and then he takes you home.

Every night you walk into your house with a goofy smile on your face that Chenle definitely teases you about.

“That’s not very ‘I don’t like Jisung’ of you,” He would say through the phone.

He was right.

Even though you hated to be that girl. You couldn’t help but to fall for Jisung’s charms.

When the two of you are alone, he never fails to make you a bumbling mess when he compliments you, or twirls a strand of your hair around his finger.

Not to mention the way he stares at you when you’re speaking.

“Stop staring, weirdo,” Is what you would tell him before breaking eye contact.

A smirk would slowly etch into his face before he responds with. “I can’t,”

For the weekend, you invite Chenle over since he was complaining about not being able to see you all week.

You arranged a movie night for the two of you.

Chenle brought all kinds of snacks and drinks with him, and wore his pajama set that also matched yours.

With snacks sprawled all over your bed, you and Chenle climb under your blankets and immediately indulge in the sweets as Percy Jackson begins to play by on the tv.

Chenle couldn’t help to notice how you had left your phone sitting in your lap, instead of on your dresser like you always did during movie night.

Not even two minutes later, he realized why.

Your phone lit up every other minute and you didn’t waste a second before picking it up and typing a response to the person messaging you.

Chenle rolled his eyes and shook his head.

This went on for 30 minutes before Chenle found himself reaching for the remote and pausing the movie.

You almost didn’t notice the lack of sound in the room as your fingers quickly typed up a reply to Jisung, but with Chenle’s hard glare on you, you couldn’t help but to notice.

“What?” You ask, slowly bringing your phone down to your lap.

“Who are you texting? They must be pretty damn important to be interrupting movie night for.”

You scoff. “Chenle, we’ve seen this movie a thousand times.”

“That’s not the point.” He says, a look of annoyance written clear as day on his face.

You can tell that he’s genuinely upset as your best friend moves to sit up straighter.

“This was supposed to be our night, but instead you’re here texting Jisung, The person you’ve been ignoring me for all week.”

“Chenle...” You say softly.

“I get it, you like him,” He starts, focusing his attention on the Twix wrapper in front of him. “But I was here first. I’m your best friend and I won’t let you push me aside to become some lame background character in you and Jisung’s weird ‘strangers to lovers’ love story,”

“Is that what this is about?”

“Yes! It’s exactly what this is about. It’s like I never see you anymore and I hate it,”

You sigh and sit your phone down on your bedside table before wrapping your arms around Chenle. “I’m sorry, I didn’t realize just how much Jisung and I had been hanging out. I promise to make more time for you.” You tell him. “Starting now, I’ll turn off my phone and you and I will start this movie from the beginning and pretend Jisung doesn’t even exist.”

You feel him chuckle beneath you. “You don’t have to go that far. I know you’ve been dying to tell me all about these little rendezvous you and Jisung have been having.” He looks up at you. “I’m all ears.”

For the rest of the night, your phone was disregarded and the two of you chatted, mostly about you and Jisung but also about Chenle and the things going on in his life.

Needless to say, the two of you had a better understanding of each other and their feelings.

Chenle spent another night at your house and went home Sunday evening

Monday morning, Jisung was at your house bright and early. Your dad welcomed him inside and let him wait in the kitchen for you.

Once you were done getting dressed, you and Jisung headed off to school.

You didn’t say much because you were tired but that didn’t stop Jisung from asking you why you suddenly disappeared for most of the weekend.

“Why? Were you worried about me Park Jisung?” You tease.

He doesn’t look at you, and instead keeps his eyes trained on the road.

He was waiting on an answer.

You roll your eyes before resting your head on the window. “I was with Chenle.”

“Hm. Chenle.”

You don’t notice how his hand ever so slightly tightens on the wheel or how he just barely pressed his foot down harder on the gas.

He doesn’t bring it up again and neither do you.

Once you get to school its the same old same old. Except you and Jisung spend lunch alone in his car, Feasting on vending machine snacks.

The two of you sit in his back seat, facing each other, with stupid smiles on your face.

“You know I’ve never been in my own backseat before. It looks weird back here,” He says, looking around his backseat in disgust.

You pop a piece of chocolate into your mouth, letting it melt in your cheek before speaking up. “Don’t be mean to Trixy. Everything about this her is beautiful.” You say while petting the seats of the car.

Jisung grimaces. “You named my car Trixy?”

“Yes, Trixy is a sexy name and this is a sexy car.”

He scoffs. “Not sexy enough. Im thinking about having my dad redo parts of the interior. I’m thinking green.” He says leaning back.

“No, do red.”

He shakes his head. “That’s tacky,”

“You never like any of my ideas,” You whine.

“Maybe if they were good ideas.” A chuckle glides through his lips as he looks over at you.

You’re rolling your eyes at him before placing a gummy candy into your mouth.

Jisung doesn’t say anything and only watches as you tilt your head back and let out a soft hum in satisfactory.

“I’m not sure which one I like better, chocolate or gummies.”

Jisung isn’t sure what he’s thinking of or what happens in the next few seconds, but as you bring your eyes to meet his, he finds himself pressing a soft kiss to your lips.

You’re not shocked by the kiss at all. Whether Jisung knew it or not, most of his attention was on your lips. They were the focal point of his line of vision.

He must have started to come to his senses because you could feel him starting to pull away from you.

You knew he would start apologizing right away, and although flustered Jisung would be a hilarious sight to see; you had finally gotten a taste of him and you didn’t want it to end.

Before he could utter a word, you tangle your fingers in his dark hair and push your lips back against his.

He deepens the kiss, not asking for permission as he lets his tongue push past your plushy lips.

The kiss was definitely sloppy but something was telling you that Jisung liked it that way.

He moans into your mouth and allows his hand to rest on your thigh.

Jisung thanks god that you were wearing a skirt. He used this opportunity to push his hand further up your leg until your skirt had risen up and his hand was placed firmly on your waist.

You could feel him slowly pushing you back until your back rested against the car door and your head was up against his window.

Your legs were split and resting on either side of the boy.

You felt a little embarrassed to have Jisung pressed against your middle but he was clearly enjoying himself as he softly rocked his hips against you.

He hands trail back down your thighs to grip the meat of them.

The kiss got rougher.

Jisung bites and licks at your lips, not letting you dominate him for a single second.

You whimper underneath him, feeling yourself shrink down further into the door.

You can’t help how your hips subconsciously buck against the bulge that was forming his pants.

He finally pulls away from you, but only so the two of you could catch your breath. He chuckles darkly as he stares down at you.

His finger traces shapes on your thigh and he begins to trail them to your inner thigh.

Your heart hammered against your chest as Jisung’s finger finally made it to where you wanted it most.

“Jisung,” you moaned out as he presses a finger to your clothed clit.

He bites his lip at the sight of your eyes fluttering shut in pleasure. He presses down harder on the tiny bud, giving it a few more rubs.

“You’re so wet for me, baby,” Jisung coos.

Your hands grip his jacket. “Touch me, Jisung.”

“I am touching you, Aren’t I?” He teases with a knowing smile. “You want more?”

You nod your head. “Yes,”

“Hm?” He says, pretending he didn’t catch what you said.

“Yes, Jisung.”

He chuckles before swiftly moving your panties aside and pressing two cold digits to your sensitive clit.

You choke on your breath for a second as he circles his fingers skillfully before relaxing under his touch.

You whimper, moan, and whither around underneath Jisung but he doesn’t let up.

“You wanted it so bad,” he growls in your ear. “Take it,”

He nips at your jaw as you throw your head back, making sure to leave a bright bruise in his wake.

The way you moan his name only fuels him.

“You want more, princess?” He whispers into your ear.

You can’t form an answer but with the way Jisung’s finger began to tease your hole, you knew he had already made up his mind.

However, before Jisung could go any further, the sound of a fist wrapping against glass broke the two of you up.

Jisung yanked his hands away from you and looked towards the direction the sound came from.

Outside of the drivers side window stood Jeno.

For a second, Jisung’s heart had dropped to his ass, thinking Jeno had saw everything the two of you were doing, but then he remembered the dark tint of his windows kept anyone from being able to look inside of the car.

He sighs before pulling away from you.

You quickly fix your skirt and stay silent as you watch Jisung.

He rolls the back window down, only enough to where his eyes and nose were visible.

“What do you want?” He asks Jeno, trying his best not to sound annoyed.

“Why are you in the back seat?” Jeno immediately asks.

“Y/N and I were eating back here,”

“Ah, why are you only cracking the window down to your nose?”

“Why are you asking me so many questions?” Jisung snaps. “Did you come out here for a reason?”

You can hear jeno click his tongue.

“Yes,” the older boy says. “Class starts in about two seconds,”

“We’re coming. Don’t wait up,” Jisung says quickly before rolling the window back up.

You could see the confusion on Jeno’s face through the window.

“Way to not be suspicious,” You tease.

“Whatever,” Jisung grumbles before pulling you into a kiss.

The kiss is slow and gentle and only last for a couple of seconds before Jisung is pulling away.

His thumb traces over your cheekbone. “I wasn’t too rough earlier, was I?” He asks softly. “I can get a little carried away sometimes,”

You smile up at him. “You definitely surprised me,” you say, causing his face to heat up. “But I liked it.”

“Maybe we can finish up later,” He whispers before kissing you one more time. “As of now, we need to get to class.”

The two of you exit Jisung’s car, leaving all of your trash from lunch still sitting on his seat.

You fumble with your skirt, smoothing it out and making sure that it didn’t look too out of place.

“Stop doing that, it looks fine,” he tells you before reaching for your hand.

Your eyes lock on your intertwined fingers.

Jisung had never been the type for any kind of pda. Whether it was as simple as holding your hand or fidgeting with your fingers.

He seemed to notice you staring. “Are you okay with this?” He asks in a soft voice.

You look up at him and tilt your head. “Yeah…it’s just, you never do stuff like this. I don’t want you to feel like you have to do this,” You say, gesturing to your hands. “I’m perfectly fine with what we were doing before.”

Jisung stops walking and turns to face you with his had still wrapped firmly around yours. He didn’t look at you, instead he looked at his feet and let his hair shield his eyes.

“I really care about you, Y/N. Like a lot.” He starts, “And for you I’m willing to step out of my comfort so that everyone else can know.”

Seeing Jisung like this was too overwhelming for you. Your heart ached and you wanted nothing more than to take him into your arms and hug the life out of him.

However, instead you settled for a quick kiss on his cheek.

“Let’s get to class.” You tell him, squeezing his hand.

He smiles at you before guiding you into to school.

After that day, you and Jisung began spending more and more time alone.

Before school, During school, after school, even at your house.

Your level of intimacy only progressed.

Jisung often kept his hand resting on your inner thigh or knee while he drove.

He would pull you away from classes just to make out with you in an empty class room.

Not to mention, the antics he got into during lunch.

The two of you hardly ever got to eat as Jisung usually opted for bringing you to a release with his tongue during that time.

You hadn’t told chenle what you and jisung had been up to lately, but it wasn’t hard for him to guess.

It was difficult to miss how swollen and red your lips were after lunch. Or how Jisung’s car seemed to always be parked in your yard.

Chenle didn’t have to ask what the two of you were up to.

You would tell him when you were ready.

And you did, eventually.

It was a normal day for you,but instead of leaving with Jisung like you usually would, you told Jisung that you’d be walking home with Chenle.

He pouted and tried to convince you otherwise but after you explained how long it had been since either of you hung out with your friends without one another, he gave in.

You were right, Jisung couldn’t recall the last time he had hung out with his friends, save for the late night gaming sessions.

He took his time to invite them out. They asked if you were coming too.

Jisung expected them to jump with joy when he told them no but instead the pouted and grumbled while getting into his car.

“You’ve been hogging her to yourself this entire time and then you have the nerve to invite us out without her.” Is what Donghyuck said to him.

Meanwhile you were dealing with a disgusted Chenle.

He gagged and grimaced as you told him what you and Jisung had been getting into when you were alone.

“Spare me the details, please,” He said before covering his ears.

You circle your eyes at how dramatic he was being.

“This is corruption at best,” He joked, “In the school parking lot, Y/N, Seriously? And more than once at that. I mean, I’m not judging you, but what if you had gotten caught.”

“We were careful,” you shrug, “-ish.”

Chenle chuckles before shoving his hands in his pockets.

It felt good to be walking through nature and breathing in fresh air instead of the strong smell of Jisung’s car air freshener.

You and Chenle always took the long way (that still wasn’t considered long) home. The route led you through the children’s park and past the old creek that the two of you used to play at as kids.

“So I take this as you and Jisung are now official,” Your friend says with raised eyebrows.

You’re quiet.

Chenle stops and looks at you. “Y/N.”

“Well...” You start, “Not quite.”

He sighs.

“We just haven’t talked about it yet,” You say.

He starts walking again. “That’s the problem, Y/N. Jisung isn’t the type to commit,”

“Who says I’m looking for commitment.”

Chenle scoffs, shaking his head.

“Chenle, I don’t want to fight about Jisung every time we talk. Can we please just change the topic.”

He nods his head.

For the rest of the walk, the two of you chat about random things, falling back into the your old routine.

Eventually Chenle brought up the end of the school year.

The year end had almost slipped your mind.

You didn't realize how long it had been. Your days had just been blurring by.

It was had to believe that you and Jisung had only known each other for two months, It felt like much longer.

“Are we still going to summer camp?” Chenle asked.

“I’m still thinking about it, but I’ll have my answer before summer.”

Chenle nods, not pressing the topic. He already knew why you having to think it over.

The two of you had been going to summer camp for years now.

You’ve only missed one summer since you had been going. But that was only because Chenle’s dad brought you two to a resort that summer.

It wasn’t long before you and Chenle made it home.

Instead of going straight home, Chenle came over to your house.

You two started on your homework, helping each other out on what you didn’t understand.

Soon, drowsiness got the best of you two. So you put away your homework and decided to take a short nap in your room.

The nap lasted longer than what either you had intended. The only reason Chenle had woken up was due to the ringing of your cellphone.

The sound didn’t wake you up, so Chenle took it upon himself to answer your phone— without looking at the caller ID.

“Hello?” Chenle said, voice groggy with sleep.

Jisung was a little surprised to hear Chenle instead of you and couldn’t help but to feel a little annoyed. ‘’Chenle?”

“Yes.”

“Where’s Y/N.”

“She’s right here.”

There’s a pause.

“Okay so give her the phone.”

Chenle rolls his eyes. “She’s asleep.”

“So wake her up.”

“No,” If Chenle was being honest, he was being purposely difficult. He could have woken you up, but he didn't feel like listening to you and Jisung flirt with each other. “When she wakes up, I’ll let her know that you called”

Jisung lets out a deep sigh. ‘It’s about to be 11 o’clock.”

“So then, she’ll call you back in the morning.”

“Chenle.”

“Jisung.”

‘What are you still doing at her house anyways.” Jisung asked, clearly annoyed with the boy beside you.

“Well I was sleeping before you called.”

The jealously in Jisung had made itself present as his heart rate began to pick up and his palms began to sweat.

“Listen, Jisung, she’ll get back to you soon, trust me. Goodnight,” Chenle said before hanging up.

Jisung chuckles to him self in disbelief before tossing his phone on his bed.

Jisung didnt know why he was so jealous. Deep down inside he knew that you and Chenle were just friends.

But he also knew that Chenle knew you better and longer than he did.

He knew that you trusted Chenle with your life and with every fiber of your being. And that annoyed him to no end.

Jisung had been in your room before, you had a whole drawer and your dresser specifically for Chenle. It had spare clothes, deodorant, and even hair products.

Jisung was beyond jealous but he couldn’t let you know that.

But sometimes it was hard to keep his composure.

The next morning Jisung woke up to a text from you.

‘Walking to school with Chenle, see you when we get there.’

He was annoyed already.

He drove to school alone for the first time in weeks with nothing but the radio playing

in the background.

When he got to school, he spotted you and chenle along with Jaemin, Jeno, Renjun and Donghyuck standing around Sungchan’s car.

He noticed Hyuck’s arm thrown around your shoulder.

A surprised gasp left Donghyuck’s mouth when he felt Jisung fling his arm from around you.

You gave Jisung your own surprised look as he replaced your friend’s Arm with his own.

“You could have just told me to move.” Hyuck said, rubbing his wrist.

Jisung ignored him.

“That was mean,” You whisper to the boy.

He shrugged. “His arm shouldn’t have been there anyways,”

You wanted to press the subject a little further but you concluded that it was no big deal. It wasn’t the first time that Jisung had woken up in a foul mood.

Not too much later, the bell rings, signaling the start of 1st period.

Everyone says their goodbyes before heading to class.

Jisung walks you to class, and leaves you with a long kiss on your lips

You’re baffled for a second since Jisung never kisses you in school but you don’t complain.

When lunch comes around you opt for lunch with the boys instead of lunch in Jisung’s car.

Jisung pouted on the way to the cafeteria, huffing and groaning.

He made sure to sit as close to you as possible.

When the rest of the boys came in, Chenle sat on the other side of you.

Both you and your best friend didn't miss how Jisung slid his arm around your waist and let his hand rest on your thigh.

You tried to shrug his hand off, thinking he sat his hand there on accident, but he only gripped your thigh and grazed his fingers over your inner knee.

“What are you doing?” You whispered, trying not to bring the other boys’ attention to what Jisung’s hand.

However it was hard for them not to notice. The table was hardly concealing anything.

“I’m not doing anything,” He said, face stoic and unmoving

Truth be told, you didn’t really care that his hand wad there, but it wasn’t like Jisung to do anything like that.

The furthest pda went with him was hand holding.

Either way, PDA or no PDA you didn’t mind but it did make you wonder.

After lunch, he walked you to class per usual.

When dismissal came around, Jisung was right there waiting.

He didn’t give you time to acknowledge him before he was taking your hand into his and walking you out of the building.

You call out his name as you struggle to keep up with the pace he was walking at. Any faster and he’d be dragging you.

When you finally made it to his car, he opened the passenger side door and gestured for you to get in.

You slid into the car slowly but silently, curious about why he was acting so weird.

Jisung closed the door behind you and jogged over to the drivers side.

Usually he would give himself time to adjust, fixing his mirror, turning on the air for you, or taking off his jacket.

But he didn’t this time. Jisung pulled out of the school parking lot immediately after sticking the key into the ignition.

He didnt even bother to put on his seatbelt.

The car ride was silent the entire time.

You side eye Jisung, waiting for him to say something or make a move but he doesn’t. He only stares at the road, following the same route that you always follow.

You pull out your phone, shooting a quick text out the boys, asking if something was up with Jisung.

Chenle was the only one who responded.

‘Yeah he’s been off all day’

Jisung pulls into the diner without you noticing.

“What do you want,” he asks you

Its silent.

You ignore his question. “Why are you being so weird today?”

He looks at you with a confused expression. “What are you talking about?”

Jisung knew exactly what you were talking about.

“The excessive touching, giving the guys weird looks?” You say. “Whats up with that?

Jisung shrugs. “I don’t know, what do you want to eat?”

“So there’s no reason behind it,” You say, ignoring his question again.

“No. Plus, why are you complaining about me touching you?” His face crinkles in annoyance. “You never mind when Chenle or Jaemin do it.”

“I'm not complaining, i'm just asking. You never do things like that, Jisung, so its weird”

“It’s weird?”

“Not weird but there’s a difference between you and chenle doing it.”

“What’s the difference?” He challenges with raised eyebrows.

“Chenle has always been overly affectionate-“

“Chenle isn’t your boyfriend.”

“Neither are you, Jisung.”

The boy scoffs and shakes his head

A crack of thunder rips through the sky, breaking the deafening silence in the car.

“Its about to rain,” you say rubbing your hand over your hair. “Take me home, please.”

“Why? so you can invite chenle over and you guys can be affectionate together,”

“I can’t believe how immature you’re being right now. If you were jealous, you could have just said something.”

“I’m not your boyfriend, Y/N. What did you want me to say.”

Rain begins to pour down on the windshield.

“I don’t know, maybe, ‘im jealous of my own friends and your best friend who you’ve known since diapers.”

Jisung is quiet.

“Just take me home, Jisung.”

“No,” he mumbles

“No?” You ask, being sure that you heard him right. “Jisung, take me home.”

He doesn’t listen, and instead stares down at his fidgety hands.

“Jisung!”

A deep, agitated sigh leaves his throat before he reverses the car and pulls out of the diner faster than he pulled in.

Thank god for your seatbelt.

“Slow down,” you tell him as he speeds down the slippery road.

“You want to go home, so I’m taking you home,” he says emotionless.

“Jisung the roads are wet, you need to slow down before you get us hurt.”

Jisung ignores you, allowing his driving to become more reckless.

“Jisung, seriously, stop.” You say sternly

His hands tighten on the stirring wheel before he finally stomps his foot down on the break.

A scream is released from your mouth as your body is thrown against the car door.

The sudden stop caused the car to spin 80 degrees before coming to a complete stop.

Jisung’s breath is ragged and his eyes were wide, as he stares down at the stirring wheel.

The sound of you unhooking your seatbelt is what brought him from his daze.

Without a word, you push open the car door.

“What are you doing?” He asks, voice weak.

He’s met with the door slamming in his face.

He can see your silhouette through the heavy rain. You duck your head and hug your arms around yourself while walking away from his car and in the direction of your neighborhood.

He contemplated going after you but decided against it. Instead he pulled out his phone and dialed the first person he though of.

“Chenle,” You said through the phone. You had been walking for a little over 4 minutes and the rain just kept getting heavier.

“Hello?” He said loudly

“I need your help.”

Jisung made it obvious that he didn’t care that you had gotten out of his car as you had watched him drive past you two minutes ago.

You had explained what happen each to chenle on the phone and he demanded that you stay put until he got there.

You listened, staying in that very spot. Thankfully the road was empty so you didn’t have to worry about cars not being able to see you through the rain.

Not even a couple minutes later, you spot a blue car that you recognize as Chenle’s dad’s.

Chenle jumps from the drivers side and walks you over to the car.

Once inside, Chenle turned up the heat for you and checked you for any injuries.

“Are you okay?” He asks repeatedly.

You nod your head. “Thank you for coming, you got here fast.”

“Yeah, i came as soon as i could.”

The rest of the ride was silent as you focused on getting warm and not thinking about Jisung.

Once Chenle made it to your house , he walked you inside and told you to take a shower while he grabbed food for the two of you to eat.

Quietly you went to the bathroom and drew yourself a shower.

You dressed in mismatched PJs and sulked to your room where you found Chenle resting on your bed.

He sat up immediately upon your entrance.

Neither of you said anything at first.

“Um, I couldn’t find anything in the kitchen so I ordered pizza.” He told you.

You nod you head and sit next to him. You couldn’t help how the tears welled up in your eyes.

Being next to Chenle reminded you of just how much time you had spent with Jisung and how many times you had defended him.

After hearing you sniffle, Chenle sighs and wraps his arms around your frame.

“Im sorry, Chenle.” You apologize through tears.

“You have nothing to be sorry for.”

The next morning you woke up later than intended but it was the weekend so you didn’t care.

Chenle wasn’t next to you when you woke but you assumed he just went home.

You stayed in bed for a few minutes before you were interrupted by voices coming from your living room.

You thought it may have been your dad’s friends but the voices were way too loud for that.

You groan and get out of bed before jogging downstairs.

You’re met with 6 pairs of eyes.

Chenle, Renjun, Jeno, Jaemin, and Donghyuck sit spread out across your living room while your dad sits on the coffee table telling some elaborate story.

They stop talking upon your entrance.

The five boys greet you with bright smiles.

“Why didn’t you tell me you had so many friends.” You dad says.

Apparently the rest of the guys tracked your house down after finding out what happened between you and Jisung.

Jisung had tried to confide in them last night when he had got home, but they had only been upset with him by the end of the call.

They begged Chenle for your address and then showed up as early as they could.

No one mentioned anything to your dad and told him that you were just feeling under the weather.

Your dad got everyone in the kitchen and let them help make your favorite breakfast.

You spent the day hanging around the house with your friends and watching your dad interact with them.

It was easy for your dad to get along with them, it was like having a house full of sons.

Chenle and Jeno were the only ones with with a present father. So it was easy for the rest of the boys to find joy in hanging out with your dad.

When they left, they pouted and asked your dad if they could stay but he declined and told them to come back the next day.

They did.

Bright and early Sunday morning. They really had absolutely nothing to do.

You weren’t complaining though. Having them around, constantly providing entertainment, kept you from thinking too hard about Jisung.

You had almost forgot about the situation, but when nightfall came and you were in your bed alone, memories of him began to play through your head.

You missed everything about him.

You contemplated forgiving him and letting things go back to normal but it was obvious that Jisung had his own problems to work out.

That night you fell asleep with a racing mind.

The next day you woke up to the sound of your dad knocking on your door telling you to wake up.

You didn’t rush to get ready and instead took your time. When you were done you had gone downstairs to see Chenle waiting on you.

You kissed your dad goodbye and began your short journey to school, not looking forward to it.

Once you and Chenle made it on campus, a text from your dad came through.

‘Jisung came by this morning. He looked upset. Did the two of you break up?” It read.

You roll your eyes at the words “broke up”

‘Jisung and I were never dating’ you reply

The once empty school parking lot filled with loud, chatty students ..including your friends.

You didn’t get to talk to them for long though, when you saw an all too familiar black Maserati pull up, you made and excuse if why you had to leave.

You decided that the best thing to so was avoid him.

You had somehow managed not to run into him at all. You began to think he was avoiding you too.

It hurt to think he didn’t care.

However, you had been proven wrong.

On your way to lunch, you were pulled into a classroom by a random hand.

You were shocked because you weren’t expecting it but you weren’t surprised to see it was Jisung.

He closed the door behind him before taking small steps toward you.

“Why are you avoiding me?” He asks softly.

“Is that really a question, Jisung?” You fold your arms over your chest. “Maybe you should start with an apology instead.”

He sighs and run his hands through his hair. “I’m sorry Y/N,” he says, closing the gap between you two. He slides his hands over your arms. “I really fucked up. I was upset and reckless and I could have seriously hurt the both of us. Please forgive me.”

Your silence scares him.

You shrug his hands off. “Im not upset about how reckless you were being. You were acting completely out of character that night, Jisung. Getting jealous over Chenle out of all people. Not only that, but getting so jealous that you almost crash your car out of anger.” You say not realizing that your voice was raising slightly.

Jisung didn’t look at you and stared at his feet. He couldn’t look at you.

“And the worst part is that you left me there. Stranded in the rain.”

“You jumped out, Y/N.”

“Right, and you left me there.” You scoff. “I had to call Chenle to pick me up, Jisung. You left me there with no resolve.”

He looks confused for a second.

“Do you know how embarrassing that was?”

“Y/N-“

“Look Jisung, you clearly have a lot of things to figure out at the moment. And until you do, i don’t think we should see each other anymore.”

Jisung could feel his heart crumbling. He couldn’t bring himself to say a word. He had never experienced anything like this before.

Before he could even think of anything to say, you were already out of the door.

His chest ached and his eyes watered. He tried to stop the tears from falling but it was inevitable. Hot salty tears glided down his cheeks like they had done when he was younger.

You fought the urge to to go back to Jisung and take back everything you had just said and headed straight for the cafeteria.

Your lunch table was full of your friends.

“What took you so long?” Donghyuck asked as you sat between him and chenle.

“I got held up by Jisung,” you say with a tight smile.

The table goes quiet.

“Did you guys make up?” Renjun asks breaking the silence.

You shake your head

They look between one another with eyes full of pity.

You sigh. “You guys can go to him. He’s somewhere around the old art room.”

They all nod and thank you before scurrying from their seats. All of them except for Chenle.

You look at him with raised eyebrows.

“I don’t think he would appreciate seeing me right now.”

You smile sadly. “You’re probably right.”

Jeno, Jaemin, Renjun, and Donghyuck all jogged over to the old art room, praying they find their friend still there.

They did.

Jisung sat in a empty desk with red rimmed eyes and tear stained cheeks.

Jaemin was the first one to approach him, resting his hand on they younger boy’s shoulder. Jeno was right behind him.

“Wanna skip?” Jeno asked softly, as if he was scared to break the silence.

“Yeah,” Jisung rasped out after a few moments.

His friends pat his back as he picks up his book bag and follow him from the classroom to his car.

Jisung cried a few more times that day, letting his friends comfort him.

His heart had been broken for the first time ever and he wasn’t sure how to handle it.

Jaemin had told him the story of his first heartbreak in hopes of providing Jisung with some kind of advice but it had only resulted in the both of them being sad together.

You on the other hand were ignoring your feelings by hanging out with your best friend like you usually did before Jisung came into your life.

of you mentioned him and spent the day binge watching anime.

For the next few weeks Jisung didn’t show up for school. according to Chenle,the boy only showed up to collect his work and that was all. The only time Jisung came to school consistently and for the entire day was during finals week.

Eventually summer comes around and and you still hadn’t talked to Jisung, not even during your friends graduation.

Your senior year was the same way, without Jeno, jaemin, Donghyuck, and Renjun it was just you and Chenle. Jisung was back in school but you hadn’t heard from him or seen much of him.

Chenle would check on him every once in a while but their friendship wasn’t the same.

Even though the rest of the guys were attending college (save for Donghyuck, who was taking a gap year) they still made time to visit you and Jisung. However, they never updated you on him because they assumed you didn’t want to know.

However, half way through your senior year Jisung and Chenle rekindled their friendship and began to hang out a lot more.

Jisung found himself always asking about you and your well being. He missed you more than anyone knew. After your ‘break up’, as everyone likes to call it, Jisung couldn’t bring himself to move on. He wanted to make things right but it was clear that he was the last thing on your mind.

That was the most painful part for him.

Graduation came and went and you were accepted into the only college you applied for: The local university.

The university that all of your friends attend because its closest to home.

The one that you assume Jisung also applied to.

It’s been about a year since you’ve talked to him. You think about him a lot and how things could have turned out.

Summer is coming to an end and in less than a week, you will be moving into the dorms of your university.

Your dad was out getting food for you and Chenle as the two of you cleaned your room and packed up your items into a suitcase.

He had been helping you pack and clean since 7am and it was now 3pm

Tomorrow you would be repeating the same process but at Chenle’s house.

“I think we should take a break,” He says, folding a shirt neatly into your suitcase

You stretch and push yourself up from the floor. “Yeah you’re right, dad should be here in a little bit with the take out.”

You fall back on your bed, relaxing against your pillows while Chenle stays seated on the floor, back pressed against your closet door.

“How’s Jisung?” You ask Chenle for the 5th time this week.

He rolls his eyes. “Why don’t you call and ask him Y/N”

Your stomach churns at the thought.

“You’ve been asking about him a lot lately. Do you miss him?”

“I don’t know. In the back of my mind I want him to reach out. I want him to try to mend things like he attempted to a year ago.” You pause. “But, I’m not sure how I would even react to that.”

Chenle nods. “Do you think about forgiving him? You never really talk about that night or mention it at all.”

“It wasn’t that traumatic to talk about. I was scared, yeah but I’m fine. It doesn’t like haunt me.”

He laughs. “Well it haunts me. As your best friend I was terrified getting that call. I wanted to strangle him but I was glad that he called me.”

Your eyebrows furrow.

“My dad was confused when i snatched the keys off the counter and took off but i had no time to expla-“

“Wait you mean when i called you,” you say correcting his mistake.

“Well you both called me. Jisung’s called me first though, thats how I got there so fast. I was already in the car by time you called.”

You sit up from your bed. “You never told me that, Chenle.”

“Well, I thought you knew,” he says, leaning back on his palms.

You scoff. “No, the whole reason i was pissed at him was because I thought he left without a care in the world for my well being.”

“Don’t try to make him seem innocent now, he still left you there, Y/N.” He says. “But then again he did say he thought you would be too scared to get back in the car with him. He still should have made sure, I actually made it to you and that you were safe.”

This new information makes your head spin. Chenle made good points but he also made some of the anger you felt toward Jisung dissipate.

All this time, you thought he had completely abandoned you and left you on your own that night.

Chenle was right when he said Jisung should have stayed to make sure you were okay.

However, knowing that he called Chenle gave you a little hope.

“I’m gonna go get some water,” you tell your friend before getting up from your bed.

Jogging down the stairs, you hold your phone close to your face as you search your block list for a specific name.

Your finger hovers over the contact labeled ‘Jisung 🖤’ for a second.

This is pathetic you think to yourself.

It was obvious that you were waiting for the perfect reason to message Jisung and forgive him, even after all the time that has passed.

What pulls you out of you daze is the knock on your door. You shake your head and pocket your phone. “Coming dad,” you call, assuming that your dads hands were too full with food for him to open the door.

When you pull the door open, you’re met with pretty brown eyes that don’t belong to your father.

There stands Jisung, fingers fidgeting with his car keys while stares at you with the same gaze from a year ago.

You wondered if he could hear your heart pounding.

“Hey…” he says. “It’s been a while. Wanna take a drive?”

[hwangsbbg]

by the window | na jaemin [M]

summary ⇾ after witnessing a particularly erotic scene of a couple from the apartment across from yours, you find yourself unable to erase the thoughts of being taken the same way that woman did by your own boyfriend—against the window, bare for everyone on the street below to see

PAIRING // na jaemin x fem!reader

GENRE // fluff, mostly explicit smut, unrealistic portrayal of idol!au tbh

WARNING // 18+, explicit sexual content, unprotected sex, vaginal sex, oral (m&f receiving), breeding kink, degradation, choking, fingering, dirty talk, hair pulling, exhibitionism, voyeurism, multiple orgasms (f), creampie, spanking and a lot more i can't possibly list, basically pwp, absolutely filthy, overuse of the petnames princess & baby lol

WORD COUNT // 10.1k

AUTHOR'S NOTE // i haven't written smut in like a year so just bear with me here. also, don't let the word count fool you, this is mostly explicit content with no plot or characterisation whatsoever lmao. i also want to apologise for how long this is, i got carried away while writing. this is my first work on this blog so pls drop a like or reblog, thank you, enjoy <3

It's the middle of February. The sun had just disappeared below the horizon, leaving you to stare out your apartment window to look at the darkness that had befallen the city. Although the sun is no longer visible, the city is still buzzing with life, and the streets are flooded with pedestrians. It's apparent by the way some of them walk that they have grown weary of the long day they just had and want nothing more than to return home and rest.

You'd like to think that Jaemin is amongst the swarm of people speedily walking, but you know his job rarely ever allows him to come back home at the same time most people usually finish their work. When you had first started dating him, you occasionally wondered to yourself whether you would've been better off with somebody with a more ordinary job instead, but your love for Jaemin far outweighed those troubling thoughts.

As you retreat to your bedroom, you pause at the doorway to stare at your king-sized bed. From where you stand, the bed looks oddly large without Jaemin occupying the space. His presence alone can make your apartment feel so warm and homely.

As you shrug off your robe to reveal the nightgown you're wearing underneath, your eyes move to the glass window across from the bed, catching subtle movements from one of the windows in the apartment building opposite yours. You peek through the sheer curtain to get a better look and gasp aloud when you finally comprehend the situation.

A naked woman pressed against a window, her breasts bare for everyone walking out on the streets below to see. If anyone looks up, they would be able to see the man driving into the woman's sex from behind, his mouth caressing her ear as he whispers to her what you would assume are either praises or degradations.

The sight, although somewhat alarming, sends a bolt of heat right down to your core, and you find yourself gripping onto the window curtain just a little tighter. You were never one into exhibitionism, but the thought of being in the woman's place with Jaemin thrusting into you from behind was... exhilarating to say the least.

You know you should turn away. You feel shameful for invading someone's privacy like that, but your curiosity surpasses the guilt bubbling inside of you, and you find yourself watching for a little longer, unable to wrench your gaze away from the couple even if you wanted to.

Your eyes widen when one of the man's hands shifts from the woman's waist up to her breast before finally settling around her neck, squeezing. The woman gasps, her legs squeezing tighter at the sudden lack of air. Tears are cascading down her face, evident by the lines of mascara staining her cheeks.

The warmth between your legs feels even more fervent as time passes, accompanied by the peculiar sensation of the dampness that is slowly accumulating in your underwear. God, how long has it been since Jaemin fucked you that way? When was the last time he had his way with you like that? It felt like so long ago, especially since you haven't seen him much due to his group's comeback and hectic schedule.

You can almost imagine the sound of the man's hips slamming furiously against the woman's, can almost hear the desperate noises that slips past her swollen lips as she chases her high. She's almost there, judging by her shaking thighs and curled toes. One little push is all she needs to come tumbling down.

Absorbed in the lewd scene unfolding in front of you, you almost miss the sound of the front door shutting close. Footsteps can be heard as the person makes their way across the living room. Despite that, your eyes stay glued on the couple, wanting nothing more than to watch them finish together.

The man's hand has now travelled between her thighs, rubbing fervently on the bundle of nerves between her legs. Her breath fogs up the glass as she screams, overwhelmed by the sudden stimulation from his fingers. Just a little more, just a little longer.

The bedroom door creaks open behind you, and you turn to find Jaemin standing in the doorway, staring curiously at you. Your boyfriend greets you with a tired smile as he walks in, clad in his beloved mint hoodie and grey sweatpants with a backpack slung over his right shoulder.

He finds it unusual that instead of greeting him, you rush over to cover the sheer curtains with the silk curtains that allow you to have complete privacy from the outside world, or in this case, let the people outside have privacy over your wandering eyes. He notes the way you stand with your back facing him for a couple of seconds before finally swivelling around on your heels to smile at him.

As you approach him, Jaemin also notes the rapid rise and fall of your chest and the rosy flush of your cheeks. To put it simply, it looks as if you had just been thoroughly fucked, and the thought of you touching yourself while he was gone sent blood rushing down to his crotch.

"Hey, you're home earlier than usual." You peck his lips, grabbing his bag from his shoulder to set it down on the chair. "You cleaned up at the company?" you ask as you comb your fingers through his damp, dark hair.

Jaemin responds with a nod before sitting down on the edge of the bed, still watching you inquisitively. You can't help but let your eyes rake over his delectable figure. Your insides are still boiling from the passionate incident you just witnessed, and the heady scent of your lover isn't helping at all.

"What were you doing before I got home?" he questions. There is no malice or mistrust in his voice, but the teasing edge in his tone has you worried that he might've seen what you had seen, and he is now testing you.

Afraid your face would betray you, you walk to your vanity table in hopes of being able to speak while keeping your face concealed from him. Jaemin is awfully attentive, and he knows you like the back of his hand, so it would take a miracle for you to be able to go through without raising any alarm.

"Well, I took a bubble bath and then had the leftover Chinese for dinner, then I washed the dishes and watched TV," you recount, managing to leave out what you had seen just before he came home. The image of the couple flashes briefly in your mind, and you inhale sharply to suppress the inappropriate thought.

You hear shuffling behind you and look up at the mirror, only to see Jaemin taking off his hoodie, revealing the white shirt he is wearing underneath that does nothing to hide the outline of his lean torso and broad shoulders. You briskly look away, willing your raging hormones to calm down.

"I had such a long day," Jaemin speaks, yawning. You hear him stand, making his way to you. "Can't remember the last time I was home this early." Slipping his arms around your waist from behind, he pulls you flush against his front.

You swallow when you feel his lips brush against your earlobe, his hot breath fanning across your cheekbone. You catch his eyes through the mirror, blinking when he flashes you an innocent smile. He kisses your temple once before pulling away, leaving you feeling dizzy at the fleeting contact.

"W-what are you doing?" you stutter out when he suddenly parts the curtains, peering outside of the window. You watch in horror as he continues to stare outside, anxious at the thought that the couple from before might still be there.

"I was hoping we could go out for a walk or something, but I'm just so tired."

To your astonishment, Jaemin lets go of the curtain and nonchalantly walks to his bag to take out his phone. You keep your eyes trained on his back as you ponder about whether he saw the couple at all. Jaemin proceeds to go to his side of the bed before plopping down with his phone in hand. He releases a sigh as he closes his eyes.

Gingerly walking to the bed, you lie down beside him, mind still feeling like a jumbled mess. You almost flinch when Jaemin suddenly turns to his side to sling an arm around your middle. "It's okay, Nana, we can go some other time. We have all the time in the world," you mumble, gulping when you realise his close proximity.

His eyes flutter open, making your breath hitch in your throat at how dark and beautiful they are. He has an expression on his face that you have seldom seen before. You can't help but glance down at his plump lips, noticing he is smiling, obviously quite amused at something.

"Why are you smiling like that?"

He shrugs as he let his hands roam down to your thigh, squeezing the flesh there momentarily before maintaining its previous position on the curve of your waist. Everything about him is slowly driving you crazy, you're sure of it. From the subtle scent of his citrus body mist to the way his black hair frames his delicate face, everything feels so surreal when it comes to Jaemin.

"Go to sleep now," you urge him as you brush his cheek with your thumb. "I'll be here when you wake up." With that, you twist your body to turn off the night light on the bedside table.

"Night, baby," he murmurs drowsily.

Minutes pass as you both lie motionless in the dark. Jaemin's breathing has evened out on your back, indicating that he has fallen asleep. You, on the other hand, find it a challenge to sleep after what you saw. Your body is yearning for your lover's touch, but you know better than to wake him up after a long day of work. It would be selfish to disturb him during his resting time.

Clenching your thighs together, you hope to at least find some relief from the pressure, but it seems as though the only way to alleviate your neediness would be to reach release. However, that doesn't seem very likely, considering you sincerely don't want to wake Jaemin from his slumber with your movements and sounds.

A few more minutes pass with you debating internally about your next course of action. With a frustrated sigh, you let your hand drift down between your legs, freezing when you feel Jaemin's arm tighten around your waist. You crane your head to look behind you, relieved to see that Jaemin is still peacefully sleeping.

Lifting one of your knees slightly, you let your hand cup your mound through your underwear. You need more, though, so you push your underwear to the side to let your cool fingers come in contact with your bare heat. You sigh when you begin to rub at your slick folds, feeling instant relief from the much-needed friction.

It isn't long after that you begin to gasp quietly every few seconds, unable to attempt to hide the pleasure coursing through your body. Biting your lip, you press two fingers inside, eyes scrunching shut at the sudden fullness. Slowly as to not make too much movement, you pump your digits in and out. It feels so good, but it's nothing compared to what Jaemin can make you feel with his fingers.

Your legs begin to shake at the impending orgasm. You can hear your heartbeat in your ears, beating fast and loud as you chase your release. It's so close, yet so far away somehow. You need something—just a little push. God, you're so so close.

"Baby," Jaemin's raspy voice is the first thing you hear before the night light on his side of the bed is turned on.

You screech, mortified at the fact that he had caught you touching yourself. Before you can pull your digits out, though, Jaemin grabs your wrist, preventing you from moving it at all. "J-Jaemin," you whisper, face flushing. "I'm sorry, I couldn't help it—"

He interrupts you mid-sentence with a click of his tongue. Shuffling closer, he presses a kiss to the spot on your neck that never fails to pull a whine out of you. "You were just getting there, weren't you? Why don't you continue for me, hm? I want to watch."

"I didn't mean to wake you up—"

"You can make it up to me by continuing. Please?"

"You w-want to watch me touch myself?"

He replies with a hum, nuzzling his nose against the crook of your neck, occasionally licking at the skin there.

Gulping hard, you resume your movement from before, now with the gentle guide of Jaemin's hand around your wrist. You press your mouth against the pillow, trying to muffle the sounds slipping past your lips.

Letting go of your wrist, he pushes you onto your back, forcing you to face the ceiling. "I want to hear you, baby, don't hold it in. Let it out for me."

You manage to pry your eyes open just slightly, wanting to look at Jaemin's face as you touch yourself. When your eyes connect with his, your legs clench shut as you moan. "Jaemin," you breathlessly speak.

He smiles knowingly. "I'm right here, keep going," he whispers, pulling at one of your knees, urging your legs to stay spread apart.

You feel Jaemin push your nightgown up until it bunches around just underneath your breasts. His hand slips underneath the flimsy fabric, his fingers making contact with your nipple.

He pinches once, watching in amusement as your back arches at the pleasurable pain. "Curl your fingers like how I usually do it," he instructs, eyes locked on the frantic motion of the hand between your legs.

Complying to his request, it doesn't take you long to find that spot within you that has you writhing in your spot, legs threatening to close at the newfound sensation. The side of Jaemin's knee stays pressed against your right thigh, securing your leg to the bed, leaving you unable to close your legs even if you tried.

"O-oh, oh, fuck," you breathe out as you cease the movement of your fingers to press your palm against your slit. One look at Jaemin has you resuming on gliding your slick fingers in and out again. You feel slightly frustrated, though, knowing your fingers are nowhere near as long as your boyfriend's and can't reach the places he can with perfect ease.

"I-I think I'm—"

Jaemin doesn't let you finish your sentence, gripping at your chin and pressing his lips to yours in a searing kiss, brushing his tongue against your bottom lip. It's exactly what you need to stumble over the edge, letting the blinding pleasure consume you whole.

You reluctantly pull away from the kiss to suck in a breath of air, feeling as though you can't get enough air into your lungs as you crumble under Jaemin's watchful gaze. Your free hand clutches at his white shirt, crumpling it in your fist as a whine escapes past your lips. It's only when the pleasure has subsided that you notice the gentle brush of his fingers on your arm, coaxing you to come back to him.

"I'm sorry I woke you up." These are the first words you utter to him once you finally regain your ability to speak again. You wince when you pull your fingers out, feeling a drop of your slick drip down onto your thigh. "Let me just clean myself up."

Instead of letting you go, Jaemin pushes himself up onto his arms, hovering above your panting figure. He settles himself in between your thighs, pushing down onto your naked bottom with his hips.

"J-Jaems, you'll get your pants dirty," you warn, pushing at his chest with your clean hand, willing him to return to his previous position.

"Yeah?" he questions with a grin.

You are just about to ask what he's doing when he suddenly grabs your wrist, wrapping his mouth around your slick-coated fingers. You choke on air, taken aback by the boldness of his action. He makes sure to lick every drop of your slick before pulling away with a resounding pop.

"Nana..." you mumble, already feeling heady as you speculate how the night is going to unfold. You are suddenly painfully aware of the wicked gleam in his eyes and the outline of his stiff member in his sweatpants, nudging at your lower stomach.

He chuckles lowly. "What's got you so worked up tonight, hm, princess?"

Rolling your hips up in hopes of getting him to realise what you need, you're disappointed when he pecks your lips once before pulling away to sit back on his heels. His large hands settle on your thighs, prying them apart. He coos softly at the sight of your underwear, damp with your release, sticking to your drenched folds.

His fingers inch closer until they graze the hem of your underwear, so close to where you need him the most. You watch his eyes darken when you utter a quiet plea, trying to convince him to give in. "Answer my question first."

With an impatient huff, you tear your gaze away from his to look at the ceiling. "I just... I'm just in the mood, but I didn't want to bother you."

Jaemin blinks down at you, gaze locked on yours as he suddenly presses his thumb onto the wet patch of your panties. He drags his thumb up and down your clothed slit, watching as your eyebrows furrow in exasperation.

"That's all?" he asks, momentarily halting the languid motion of his thumb.

You nod frantically, not at all concerned about the fact that you had just lied straight to his face. All you can think about at this exact moment is his fingers and how much you want them buried inside your pulsating hole.

He retracts his hand to settle them back onto your thigh, hushing your whine of protest with his lips, kissing you so sweetly that you completely lose track of mind. You have a hunch that there is something severely wrong at this point, but Jaemin's kisses are so addictive that you completely overlook all the warning signs.

He pulls away, attaching his lips to your neck, sucking on the supple skin there to leave dark marks that will remain there for the next few days. He briefly pulls away to tug your nightgown over your head before tossing it onto the floor, leaving you in your soiled underwear. His mouth trails lower until they reach the valley of your breasts.

You tuck your chin into your chest to watch him, sucking in a deep breath when he encloses his mouth around your right nipple, only to swiftly pull away to continue his journey down south. Your fingers curl into the hair on the nape of his neck as you relish the feel of his warm breath hitting the skin of your stomach, sending shivers down your spine.

"Hurry, please," you plead, growing increasingly restless at his slow pace.

He smiles against the hem of your underwear, acknowledging your request but not complying, which only serves to aggravate you. "Don't be greedy," he scolds, pressing kisses onto the heated skin of your inner thighs.

You shake your head, lifting yourself onto your elbows so you can get a better look at him. He tilts his head to meet your eyes, keeping his mouth pressed onto your thigh. "Please, Jaems, I need your tongue," you try once again, to no avail.

"I wanna take my time with you."

Groaning, you let yourself plop back onto the bed. You mentally tell yourself that you would only have to endure Jaemin's incessant teasing just a little longer.

Without any warning, he attaches his lips to your core, dampening your panties even further with his spit. You cry out, eyes shutting at the long-awaited pressure on your core. It still isn't enough, though, so you tug at his hair, willing him to move his mouth away so you can reach down and yank your panties to the side, exposing yourself to an oddly-composed Jaemin.

He pulls your hand away from his head before you can guide his mouth back onto you. "I said I wanna take my time with-"

You abruptly sit up. "I know what you said, but I really need you, Jaems," you say, directing him to move up the bed and lie on his back. "I really need you," you repeat as you take off his white shirt, mind filled to the brim with the need to touch him.

You can't help but stare at his figure as you sit beside him on the bed, in awe of how beautiful he is as he lies there, clad in his sweatpants with a noticeable bulge straining against the thick fabric. You swallow when your eyes trace across his chiselled abs, across the plane of his taut chest and finally settling on his face. Na Jaemin is breathtaking.

"Hey," he whispers, thumb brushing against your cheek. "You went somewhere else for a sec."

Shaking your head, you finally get a hold of yourself. You kiss him hard, teeth clashing against teeth. You want him now more than ever. You reach down toward his pants, pushing at the hem. "Take it off," you mumble against his lips.

He grabs at your wrist, halting your movement. You're about to complain, but he speaks before you can say a single word. "I want you to sit on my face."

Arousal surges through you at his words. You're sure that if you aren't wearing any underwear, your slick would already be dripping down on the bed.

"I want to taste you." He grabs your hips, assisting you with positioning your legs on each side of his head.

"Oh!" you yelp when you hear an audible rip. You haven't fully comprehended what had happened before Jaemin's hands on your hips are hastily pulling you down.

You gasp, eyes widening when he slots his mouth to your core, sucking earnestly at your folds. "O-oh shit, f-fuck, fuck," you stammer out, hands blindly flailing around to grab onto something, anything. One hand settles on the headboard for balance while the other buries itself in his tousled hair.

Lost in the ecstasy, you let your eyes fall shut as you roll your head back, face parallel to the ceiling. Jaemin keeps up a moderate pace, alternating between licking bold stripes over your slit and sucking your clit.

"Oh my- fuck, I need...please." You've lost your ability to speak coherently, something that's not uncommon whenever Jaemin has his way with you. His tongue circles your entrance, not dipping in, only teasing. You tighten your grip on his hair, letting out a breathless plea.

It's only when he hums and the vibration from his mouth travels through your trembling form that you finally loll your head forward to look down at him, hips bucking in reflex when you meet his darkened gaze. He hums disappointedly, using his hold on both of your thighs to move you away from his mouth.

You are now able to see the lower half of his face, drenched with your wetness. He presses gentle kisses onto your inner thigh, but you are barely able to register it before he is pressing his fingers onto your core, running his fingertips over your folds, spreading it apart with two fingers so he can see what's hidden underneath.

He coos quietly, eyes trained onto your core. "Everything about you is so pretty, you know that, right?" It's a rhetorical question because as soon as he asks it, he's pushing his index finger into your hole, smirking when he feels your walls clench around it. "Pretty face and an equally pretty pussy."

"Please," you beg, breathless from the feel of his finger dipping in and out of you.

"Hm? What do you need, baby?"

You shift slightly, hoping the new position would allow his digit to press against the spot inside of you that could have you seeing stars in less than a minute. He seems to notice your intention, halting his movement entirely, leaving you to whine out in protest. "Need your mouth, please."

"Oh, you don't need my fingers, then?" He's about to pull his finger out when you grip his wrist in your hand, shaking your head frantically.

"No, both your fingers and your mouth. Please, Jaemin."

He bites his lip in an attempt to contain an amused smirk. "You're going to have to be more specific, baby." He watches you hesitate for a few more seconds before resuming the in and out motion of his finger, even adding another finger in not long after.

"Y-your mouth, please." You lean forward, bringing your aching pussy closer to his inviting mouth. "I need your mouth on my pussy, Nana."

Jaemin turns his head, pressing his lips to your inner thigh as he curls his fingers inside you. He listens intently to the sweet sounds that spill out of your mouth, sounds of ecstasy that only he can pull out of you. He feels his cock harden even more at the thought of being the only one to be able to see you in this light—so obscene and needy for him.

"Please don't tease," you wail out, desperate to reach your first climax of the night.

Satisfied with your begging, he looks up at you once again before diving in and enclosing his lips around your clit, simultaneously speeding up the pace of his fingers. Your eyes clench shut at the sudden onslaught of pleasure. You feel as though you're about to combust when you force your eyes open to look down at him, finding his lust-filled eyes are already looking up at you.

"F-fuck, don't stop." Your grip in his hair tightens when he reaches up to grab at your breast with his free hand, pinching and pulling at the hardened bud with his thumb and pointer finger. "N-nana, I'm gonna cum. Please, can I cum?"

He pulls his mouth away briefly to answer. "Just a little longer, princess. You taste so fucking sweet. I should just quit my job and do this all day long, hm? What do you think about that?"

You're no longer unable to contain your moans now, letting the high-pitched sounds echo through the apartment. "Can't... can't hold it, Nana."

You're thrashing in his hold, curling and uncurling your fingers in his hair because you don't know how you can delay your climax when his fingers are nudging against your sweet spot and his tongue is lapping at your clit rapidly.

You glance down at Jaemin when you hear him groaning every few seconds. Looking over your shoulder, you realise he has pushed his sweatpants and boxer down just enough to expose his member. You widen your eyes at the sight of his cock, so pink and pretty, with pre-cum smeared all over the reddened tip. He's pumping it with his fist almost languidly as he pleasures you, and it's this sight that has you careening fast toward your oncoming climax.

"Fuck, gonna cum, gonna cum, 'm gonna-" you've barely warned him before you're abruptly reaching your peak, crying out as you lock eyes with Jaemin who's eyes hold nothing but affection and filthy promises. He's lapping at your slit, savouring the taste of your juice on his tongue.

Jaemin stops the movement of his hand on his cock, squeezing it at the base instead to stop himself from cumming to your lovely sounds. He helps you through your orgasm, pulling his fingers out to lap at your slit with his tongue, relishing the taste of the sweet nectar trickling past your hole.

You're rolling your hips to the movement of his tongue, hissing at the delicious overstimulation. Jaemin's a little disappointed when you eventually roll off of him, leaning against the headboard to catch your breath.

He turns to the side to face you, making sure you're watching him before making a show of shoving his fingers into his mouth, sucking at them to clean off your slick. You squeeze your thighs together, having already recovered from your orgasm. "Jaemin," you drawl out as you crawl down the bed, eyes zeroed in on his thick cock, twitching in his hand.

You settle in between his legs, knees tucked underneath you. He lets you pry his hand off his member, and watches you as you tentatively wrap your hand around it, licking your lips as you lean closer.

"What's with the look, princess? You wanna taste it?"

Glancing up at him, you nod. "Yes, can I? Please?"

"How could I refuse when you're asking so nicely?" He brushes his fingers through the strands of your hair a few times before finally gripping it for good. His grasp on your hair isn't harsh as he guides your mouth to his cock, but it stings just enough to make have you reeling with excitement.

You begin with kitten licks all over the tip, revelling in the sounds of his quiet gasps. Jaemin's a patient person but you know he's tired of your teasing when he tightens his hold in your hair, urging you to take him into your mouth. You refuse to give in, wanting to give him a taste of his own medicine.

He tugs on your hair hard, causing you to yelp as you look up at him. As expected, he's glaring down at you, thin lips set into a displeased frown that has you nervous and eager at the same time.

You refuse to give in so easily, though, so you keep your eyes on him as you continue licking at his tip, swirling your tongue around the precum gathered around his tip and flicking it across the dip of his slit. You trail your tongue down his shaft until you reach the base.

"Put it in your mouth, baby," he says, jaw clenching when you ignore his instruction yet again. "Hm, this is how you want to play tonight, huh? Thought you were so eager to taste me."

"You teased me too, so it's only fair if I get to do it too," you snap back with a pout, hoping it'll soften the blow just a little.

Something flashes across his eyes, and you don't have the time to decipher it before he's pushing you onto your back, letting your head dangle over the edge of the bed. You gasp when his hand wraps around your throat, fingers pressing into the sides of your neck hard enough that you know it's definitely a warning.

With his free hand, he pulls down both his sweatpants and boxer, leaving him just as naked as you are. He sits back on his heels before spreading your legs and hooking them over his thighs. "You're going to regret teasing me when I'm done with you, sweetheart."

"You deserved it."

Instead of getting angry, Jaemin only grins, but you've been with him long enough to know it's not exactly a genuine one. His eyes are taunting and for a second you question whether it had been wise to tease him at all. Well, it's far too late to contemplate it now.

You feel his fingers graze softly over your inner thigh. In your position with your head dangling over the bed, you're unable to see what he's doing with his hand, unable to predict his next move. You can barely see his face when he leans back, so you shut your eyes instead, relying on your other senses to try to predict what's going to do with you next.

"Nana!" you cry out when he suddenly pushes two fingers inside. The sudden intrusion burns so deliciously, and you find yourself bucking your hips to cope with the abrupt pleasure that's coursing through you. Jaemin doesn't tease you like thought he would, wasting no time curling his fingers and adopting a pace that's fast enough to have you cumming in a matter of minutes. "F-fuck, f-feels good. So good."

He chuckles under his breath, leaning down to take your nipple into his mouth, laving his tongue over it and humming when he feels it hardening against his tongue. "I allowed you to cum all over my tongue, and this is how you repay me? I should've just went back to sleep and leave you to take care of your problem if I knew you were going to be a brat like this."

You're gasping for air, feeling dizzy from being upside down for so long. You can't find it in you to care, though, not when his fingers are driving in and out of you the way it is and the slick sound of your soaked pussy is resonating through the room so loudly.

He moves over to your other nipple, repeating the same process he did with the other nipple. The grip around your neck tightens just slightly, and you find yourself choking on air. It's hard to breathe, but you don't say anything, only moaning brokenly as you chase your high. "F-fuck, I'm cumming. N-Nana!"

Jaemin pulls his face away from your heaving chest. He wants to see your face when you reach your high. He loves to know he's the only one that can have you this way, the only one who can pull such filthy sounds out of you.

Your eyes flutter open, and you lift your head to look at Jaemin, but he pushes down on your neck. "You can cum, but you can't look at me."

It takes you a few seconds to understand what he says, but once you do, you're whining pathetically and shaking your head. "Please, Nana, I-I want to see you."

"No. This is your punishment, so take it like a good girl."

You're so close, your orgasm only a few seconds away. You want to look into his eyes, want to unravel under his hungry gaze, but you know you took your teasing a little too far and the only way to redeem yourself is by carrying out the punishment he has given you.

You can do nothing but rely on your imagination as you near your climax. You imagine his eyes trailing over your body ravenously, imagine the way his heavy cock twitches whenever your walls clamp around his fingers, sucking the digits in until they're knuckles-deep. But it's not those that push you over the edge, it's his dulcet voice, sounding dazed and raspy. It's his sweet voice that has you bucking your hips wildly, toes digging into the bed and knees pressing against his hips as you succumb to the blissful sensation. "Cum for me like a good girl and I'll fuck you until you're crying."

Jaemin gives your neck one last squeeze before dragging his hand down to your breast, squeezing and kneading at the soft flesh as you try to regain your composure. He shifts back a little, allowing you some more space on the bed. With your head now positioned properly on the bed, you stare down at him through half-lidded eyes, wincing when you feel the ache in your neck from being bent at such an awkward angle.

Jaemin chuckles when he pulls his fingers out of you, holding his hand up to show you the wetness covering his two digits, some trickling down onto his palm and knuckles. He smears it all over your thigh, ignoring your whine of protests as you try to push his hand away.

"Tired?" he asks, moving your legs off his thighs.

"A little."

"Sucks for you." You're slightly confused at his words, but don't get to dwell on it any further because Jaemin's already hauling you up and flipping you onto your hands and knees. "Cause I'm not done with you just yet, princess."

A sudden, sharp pain on your backside has you keening forward. It only occurs to you a moment later that Jaemin has just spanked you hard. His palm lands on the other cheek this time, and your elbows give out underneath you, causing you to fall face-first into the mattress. "F-fuck, Jaemin."

He strokes his hand over your spine, causing a pleasant shiver to wrack through you. "Did you think you could tease me and get away with it? I've spoiled you too much, haven't I?"

You don't answer and regret it only a second later when he slaps your ass again. "Y-Yes! I'm sorry, Nana."

He leans forward and grabs hold of your hair, tilting your head up so you're looking up at him. "You're not sorry, princess. You're a bad girl, aren't you? My little whore."

You whimper, shaking your head as tears start to blur your vision. Everything is too much, yet not enough at the same time. You love Jaemin like this, so ruthless, but you know that deep down he respects and adores you deeply. Perhaps it's the fact that his darkness only shines through when you're being intimate that makes you want him so much more. You love the fact that you can bring out the feral side of him that he would never otherwise display in his day-to-day life.

"Open," he instructs, pointing his chin at your mouth. You consider pushing your luck further, but immediately decide not to when you see his stern glare. You let your mouth fall open, lolling your tongue out for good measure. He seems pleased at your compliance, pursing his lips before spitting onto your tongue.

His spit is warm when you draw your tongue back into your mouth. You're about to swallow it when Jaemin tells you not to. "Keep it in your mouth. If I find out you've swallowed it I'm going to leave you hanging, and we both know how much of a cock slut you are for me, so don't even try."

He lets go of your hair, and you press the side of your face back down into the sheets, making sure to keep his spit in your mouth. All you can think about at this point is having his cock inside of you. You're desperate for it, and you want nothing more than for him to slide into you and pound you into the mattress.

You stiffen when you feel his shaft gliding up and down your folds, lubricating himself with your slick. The tip catches onto the hood of your clit, and the delicious press of the blunt head against your swollen bundle of nerves have you tightening your grip on the bedsheet. You want to beg him but you're afraid that his spit will dribble out of your mouth when you speak, so you resort to pushing your hips back.

A slap to your right thigh is all you need to know that he's going to do this at his own pace, and you're going to take what he gives you with no complaint. "Remember, princess, I can easily walk out of this room right now and jerk off in the bathroom." He circles the tip of his cock around your opening, pushing in just enough for you to feel the stretch. "And you'll be here all alone, trying to cum with your fingers buried in your wet pussy, but you know it's not going to be enough, because your fingers don't compare to my fingers or my cock, right, baby?"

You hum in agreement, clenching your teeth when you feel him slide halfway in. You want him to continue until he's as deep as he can possibly be and his balls are pressed against your clit. You don't care if it burns. With Jaemin, you find that the pain always blurs with pleasure and only leaves you craving for more, more, more. You'll take whatever he gives you.

"Please," you manage to mumble with a mouth full of spit, both his and yours. The thought of his spit mixing with yours has your walls clenching. Jaemin notices this and groans as he savours the tight squeeze. As he pushes the rest of himself inside of you, he can't help but think about how good you feel around him, so warm and so tight. Being buried inside of you feels like heaven for him, and he wants nothing more than to spend the rest of his life being able to sink himself into your exquisite cunt every morning, day and night.

"Fuck, baby, you're perfect." His grip on your hips are tight enough to bruise, but that's the least of your worries. "Your pussy was made for me. Fits me so well."

He starts at a slow pace, watching closely at the way his cock disappears into your drenched pussy. The view is nothing short of pornographic, and he grits his teeth to stop himself from getting too riled up too quickly. It's not his fault that you look and feel so wonderful.

He hunches forward until his front is pressed to your back and plants open-mouthed kisses on the skin of your upper back. The heat of his mouth combined with the feeling of his length plunging in and out of you has you trembling with need. You can feel the veins on his shaft grazing against your walls every time he moves.

You feel his breath fan against your ear, and can't help but cry out when a particularly hard thrust is delivered. The spit in your mouth immediately drips out of your mouth, leaking down onto the bed. It would feel disgusting if only Jaemin wasn't drilling into you with such precision that you felt as though you were ascending closer to heaven each passing second. "N-Nanaaa," you drawl, fisting the sheets on each side of your head.

The snaps of his hips against yours are hard enough to bruise. He wraps a hand around the nape of your neck, pushing the side of your face into the sheets. "Princess, is my spit still in your mouth?" he asks, and you're suddenly aware that you've had your mouth open for quite a while, and the spit that was once contained in your mouth are now seeping into the bedsheet, leaving behind a prominent, dark spot.

Jaemin's movement completely stills as you snap your mouth close. The thought of lying crosses your mind, but you know it would do you more good if you just told the truth. Besides, Jaemin most likely has seen the staining on the sheets by now. You try to twist your head so you can apologise to his face, but Jaemin's hand on the back of your neck prevents you from turning at all, so you swallow and shake your head. "I'm sorry," you mumble sheepishly, eyes trained on the wall of your bedroom. "I'm sorry, but it just felt so good, Nana."

Jaemin contemplates your apology for some time before pulling out of you, leaving you to whine at the empty feeling. Dread creeps into your stomach when he pulls away from you completely, moving away from the bed toward the curtains covering the window.

Sitting up, you wipe the side of your mouth with the back of your hand, cleaning off the drool as you watch Jaemin intently. Your eyes greedily drink in the shape of his figure. His cock, glistening and still hard, bounces against his toned stomach as he walks. The muscle of his back flexes when he rolls his shoulders, and something about the way he so casually does it has you feeling lightheaded.

"Jaems?" you call out hesitantly, unsure of what he's doing.

He grabs hold of the curtains before glancing back at you with questioning eyes. Realising his intention, you stand, dashing toward him with an alarmed expression. "Stop, wait, what are you doing? We're both naked."

He lets go of the curtains, reaching up his hands to cup your cheeks, tilting your head up so he can press his lips to yours. The kiss is tender and soft, a stark contrast to the way he had been fucking into you just moments before, and you immediately melt into him. You pull away when you feel his member poking your stomach. "Please, Nana, I need you," you mumble against his lips.

He chuckles, and you notice that it's a mocking one. "Did you really think I would forget the fact that you lied to me?"

"W-What? I didn't lie. I said I was sorry!"

One of his hands is on your ass in an instant, giving a warning squeeze. "I think we both have different things in mind, sweetheart. Do I have to remind you or can you use that cute brain of yours to figure it out yourself?"

Truth be told, you have no idea what he's referring to, so you try your hardest to remember, although it's so hard to think about anything other than having him inside of you again. Jaemin bends to latch his mouth to your neck, sucking at the sensitive spot just underneath your ear. "I don't... I don't know what you're talking about."

He reaches around you to press two fingers into your core from behind, slipping them in with ease. He's gazing down at you with a smile, but his eyes are dark and menacing. "Do I have to tell you everything, princess? Are you that drunk off my cock that you can barely remember anything?"

"N-No, Nana." You're shaking in his hold, fingers curled tightly around his arm, afraid you'd just fall onto the floor without his body to support yours. "I can remember. I can-"

"Then tell me." He's looking down at you tauntingly. He knows you don't remember. "Does my dumb, little baby need help to remember?"

You arch up against him when he brings your nipple into his mouth, tongue circling your areola. You try not to focus on his fingers or his mouth, but it's proving to be harder than you thought. "I d-don't know. I give up. Nana, I give up," you say after a while, afraid that if you take any longer, Jaemin would punish you even harder.

He pulls away from your breast with a loud pop. "Hm, should I just show you, then? Maybe that would jog your memory? Open the curtains, princess."

To say you're startled by his request would be an understatement. With his fingers no longer pushing in and out of you, you're starting to come down from the pleasurable high you were in just seconds before. One glance at the curtain has your mind spiralling back to the moment you were standing by the window just before Jaemin came.

"W-Wait... you saw..."

Jaemin turns you around forcefully, pressing himself against your back. "I said open the curtains." His tone is harsh, but the way his hands are softly caressing your hips makes it clear to you that he's asking for permission. He's giving you the green light to decline and back out if you feel uncomfortable by what he's asking of you.

The dragging of the tip of his nose against the skin behind your right ear interrupts your train of thoughts, and you turn to the side to look into his eyes. As expected, Jaemin's gaze holds a tenderness that has your stomach lurching. "Okay," you whisper as you turn back to open the curtains.

Your reflection along with Jaemin's is the first thing you see on the glass of the window. When your eyes finally focus on the scenery outside, you find yourself swallowing when you see the apartment across from yours, the one that had once been occupied by the couple shamelessly making love against the window. The curtains are still pulled back, but the couple is no longer in sight, although there is light spilling out of the crack of the bathroom door.

Looking down, your first instinct is to back away from the window, afraid that the pedestrians walking on the sidewalk would see you naked. There's anxiety bubbling inside you, but also an excitement that you've never felt before. You can't help but lick your lips at the prospect of being caught. What would that person do if they saw you? Would they look away from embarrassment? Would they keep watching?

Jaemin hears your breathing pick up and doesn't waste any time asking whether you want to stop. You only twist your head before slamming your lips onto his, pulling him into a violent kiss that has you moaning into his mouth every few seconds. You feel feverish, craving for Jaemin to fill you up once again. Running out of breath, you gently clamp your teeth onto his bottom lip and pull back. The affectionate look in his eyes is quickly replaced by something more feral.

"Put your hands against the window, baby. I need you now."

You do as he says, jutting your hips out slightly. "F-Fuck, Jaemin, please just put it in," you plead, pressing your forehead against the surface of the cool glass as Jaemin glides the tip of his cock up and down your folds.

He growls once he finally pushes in, bottoming out in one thrust. Your breath fogs the glass as you pant. "So good. Please, Nana, faster."

Jaemin's hands reach around your body to cup at your breast. Your fingers are curled into fists against the window as you lose yourself in the feeling of him pounding into you. You force your eyes open to look down at the street below, shuddering when you see passersby walking up and down the street so casually, oblivious to the fact that you were only a few floors above them, about to explode around your boyfriend's cock.

"Oh god, Jaemin!" You cry out, knees almost buckling when Jaemin thrusts into you harder. He pulls his hands away from your chest to grab both of your arms, bringing them back to use as leverage to fuck you harder. Your nipples graze the cold glass whenever Jaemin rams into your from behind, sending chills down your spine. "Jaemin, f-fuck. I'm close. So close."

He's fucking you relentlessly against the window, mouth tucked into the crook of your neck, breathing raggedly into your ear. "You lied to me, so why should I let you cum, hm?"

"P-please, can't hold it, Jaems."

It's obvious by the way your walls are pulsing around him that you're trying to hold off your orgasm. "Apologise and I might just let you cum."

You don't hesitate to plead for forgiveness, not wanting to cum without his permission. "I'm sorry for... for lying. N-Need to cum, please."

"Lying about what?"

He gathers your arms into one hand, bringing the free one around to rub circles into your clit that has you rising onto your tiptoes. You almost lose your train of thought, almost forget the fact that Jaemin's still waiting on your apology. "I'm sorry f-for lying to you about... about—"

Jaemin interrupts your sentence to deliver a sharp thrust that pulls a loud cry out of you. You know it's only a matter of seconds before you cum, so you rush through your apology, babbling your words deliriously. "Sorry for not telling you what I saw in that other apartment."

"Did you see them fucking like us, hm? Fucking like rabbits with the curtains open so everyone down on the street can see? Did you like what you see, baby?"

"Nana, I'm cumming!"

He smiles against the column of your neck, loving how desperate you become whenever he has his cock deep inside you. "Show me how she came, princess. What sounds do you think she made when she did?"

The tight coil in your stomach finally snaps, and you're suddenly thrown into a whirlwind of pleasure, head thrown back to rest on Jaemin's shoulder. You're shaking against him, eyes pressed shut as you cum so hard you see stars behind your eyelids. You're unaware you're chanting his name amid your bliss, but Jaemin can hear it loud and clear as he slows the pace of his hips, making sure to help prolong your orgasm by rubbing his fingers on your clit.

With a hum, he releases your arms from behind your back, and you immediately grab the hand between your legs, halting the motion of his fingers. Opening your eyes, you're slightly relieved to find that the apartment across from yours is still absent of the couple from before.

Jaemin lets you push yourself away from the glass, cock slipping out of you. You turn to face him, legs still trembling and threatening to give out underneath you. He immediately wraps his arms around your waist, smiling down at you fondly before pecking your lips. "Sounds like you came pretty hard. I didn't know you were into exhibitionism."

"I didn't know until today either," you mumble timidly, craning your neck to look up at him. "But you haven't cum yet."

You squeal when he suddenly slides his hands down underneath your thighs, picking you up. Your hands fly up to intertwine behind his neck while your legs wrap around his waist. He steps closer to the window, allowing it to support some of your weight.

His usually soft, brown eyes are glazed over with hunger. You can tell from the way his gaze roams over your body that he wants to ravish you and break you down until you're nothing but a sobbing mess.

It doesn't take long for the ache in between your legs to return. You're tightening your legs around him, begging him to slip back into you. Jaemin kisses you a little too long for your liking, but it's all worth it in the end when he finally reaches a hand down to align himself with your hole.

You're holding your breath as you sink down onto him, nails digging into his shoulders as you feel your walls accomodating his size. You're panting by the time you've reached the base of his cock, feeling so full as he suckles at the skin of your shoulder.

Jaemin groans when he shifts and unintentionally presses himself deeper into you. In this position, his tip is just kissing your cervix, and you moan when you feel him start to move. "Harder, f-fuck."

You lean your head back onto the window, eyes closing as Jaemin starts snapping his hips faster, filling you up so good. His nose nuzzles into your cheek. "You want me to fill you up? Want me to stuff your tight pussy with my cum, princess?"

Your skin prickles at the sound of his voice. "Cum inside, Nana, please."

"Yeah? You like it when I cum inside you? You better keep it all in, baby."

You dip your head forward to rest it against Jaemin's shoulder. "N-Nana," you purr when you look down to watch his glistening cock plunge in and out of you.

Jaemin lets go of one of your thighs, letting it drop onto the floor. You dig the ball of your foot into the ground before bucking your hips, meeting his thrusts halfway. Jaemin hisses at this, sinking his teeth into his bottom lip.

"Fill me up, Nana. Want you to come inside, please."

Jaemin's movement falters a little when he comprehends your words. He's close, you know it. You reach your hand up, smoothing back the hair falling over his forehead so you can look into his eyes. Before you have the chance to, though, he's capturing your lips in a kiss that has you feeling hazy.

When he pulls away, Jaemin opens his eyes to look down at you but is distracted by a movement over your head. You're surprised when your boyfriend starts snickering out of the blue, noticing his eyes are set on something behind you, something out of the window. "W-What is it? Is it the couple?"

"Mhm, wanna give 'em a show, baby? Show them how good I can make you feel?"

You make a move to turn your head, but Jaemin cups your jaw before you can, bringing your face close to his. "Keep your eyes on me, do you understand? Want you to cum to the thought of me only."

He buries his face into your neck, muttering praises into your ear as he fucks you, filling the room with sounds of your gasps and the slapping of skin against skin. There's a newfound fervour in his thrusts, you notice, but you're not complaining.

"I'm cumming," you whimper, pussy clamping around Jaemin's length as you feel yourself start to approach your high.

"You love it when people watch you, don't you? Like it when they see you being a little cum slut for me?" Jaemin grunts, thrusts faltering when he pulls back to watch you. You're moaning drunkenly as you try to hold back your orgasm, jaws slack and eyes rolling back.

His gaze then falls onto your chest, and he finds himself awestruck by the way your breasts are bouncing every time he thrusts into you. He takes one bud between his fingers, pinching and tugging it forward, earning him a piercing cry from you, who's on the verge of falling over the edge.

The sight of your face—eyebrows furrowed and drool slipping past one corner of your lip—has his balls tightening. He's growling and panting into the open air, basking in the way your wet pussy feels wrapped around his throbbing cock. "You always feel so good, princess. Always so good for me."

"P-Please, can I cum? Can't hold it."

Jaemin doesn't get the chance to answer, because he's already emptying himself inside of you, abs flexing as he paints your walls with thick, white spurts of his cum. You force your eyes to stay open as you allow your orgasm to finally wash over you, wanting to watch your lover as you both reach your high together.

Your heart is drumming against your ribcage as the pleasure overwhelms you. Your skin feels ablaze as your orgasm sweeps through you, leaving you light-headed as you take in Jaemin's state. His cheeks are flushed as he throws his head back, skin slick with sweat and shoulders littered with crescent marks from your nails digging into them. He releases a hoarse groan that has you squeezing even tighter around him, milking his cock dry.

You sob when you feel Jaemin bury himself deeper into you, forcing some of his cum to leak out of you, trickling down past his balls and onto the floor. Your insides feel so full and warm as the both of you stay in each other's embrace.

Jaemin lets go of your thigh in favour of wrapping both his arms around you, panting as he leans his forehead against your shoulder. You try to stand by your own, but your legs feel so limp so you rely on Jaemin to keep you up.

"Shit... that was..."

You nod in agreement, still breathless from your intense orgasm. You stiffen against him when a certain thought enters your mind. "Are they... still watching?"

"I don't know. Want me to look?"

You push him away by his chest, frantically turning and closing the curtains to shield yourself from any onlookers. Jaemin snickers from behind you, wrapping his arms to pull your back into his chest. "Stop being so cute or I might just have to go another round."

"Oh my god, shut up! You just made me cum three times. Give me a break."

"I don't know, baby, maybe we should give that couple another show. What do you think?"

Jaemin laughs when you only reply with a huff. The room reeks of sweat and sex, but he can't bring himself to care when he has you in his arms like this with your face glowing crimson and neck littered with purple marks.

He feels so warm inside, and can't help but think that he wants to be able to do this with you for the rest of his life. It's too soon to do anything about it, you're both too young to take another step ahead, but Jaemin knows there's no one else he would rather grow old with.

"I'm so happy, Jaems. You make me so happy."

Jaemin swears his heart is about to burst out of his chest with giddiness. "I feel the same way, princess. I love you so much, don't ever forget."

You turn your head to look at him with a shy grin. "I love you too. Now let me go pee. Your cum is still dripping out of me."

Jaemin smiles as he reluctantly lets go of you, watching your naked figure saunter away to the bathroom. It only takes one glance at your perky ass, bouncing with every step you take, to have his cock hardening again, and he's chasing you into the bathroom to have another round in the shower.