hwayangyeon

[hwayangyeon]

nsfw bassist!heeseung x drummer!reader // heeseung and you sabotage your metal band's practices by constant fighting so jay tells you to fuck each other // smut, unprotected sex, bathroom sex, hate sex kinda, reader has a vagina, i don't know anything about metal, not proofread // 1k words

your band's practices have never been worse ever since a new bassist joined you. you disliked him the second you saw him, but for your group's sake, you tried to hide your feelings as hard as possible.

as a percussionist you usually start the songs and set up the pace, heeseung follows you right after but you just can't seem to synchronize. whatever you play sounds off, even for metal.

"why the fuck are you so fast? slow down, jesus. i can't keep up," heeseung complained after the 4th time you had to start over the song.

"speed up then? what are you doing with those slow fingers? fingering your mom?" you talked back to him and got ready to practice again.

"what did you just say?" he put his guitar aside and started walking in your direction with the angriest look on his face.

"enough," jay, your vocalist and leader, stopped him and stared at both of you, "you two - go to the bathroom and fuck each other. i'm growing sick of you"

"wha-"

"NOW. if jake and sunghoon don't get the chorus right, they just punch each other in the face and go back to playing. i don't want any more blood on my basement floor, so just go and fuck the shit out of each other."

you couldn't believe what you just heard. but, to be fair, it sounded better than having to deal with a black eye for two weeks. heeseung and you followed jay's finger pointing to his obscure bathroom.

the room was so small that you two barely fit in. unfortunately the ceiling lamp was still working (barely too) so you were able to see the black-haired guy's face. just looking at him makes you heat up.

"show me your tits."

"what?"

"do you want me to get hard, or no? or should i fuck you with your drumsticks?"

"fine," you hissed and pulled up your shirt. you don't really wear bras to your concerts, so you don't bother putting one on to practices. he cupped your breast and the sudden touch sent a shiver down your spine. he's... bold. his finger brushed against your nipple, causing an even bigger pool in your panties.

he moved his hand to your other breast. it was pretty rough from the past 2 hours of playing the guitar, yet it felt like he was melting your skin.

"not bad."

"shut up," you pulled your shirt down and pushed his arm away. there's no way you'd let him do that in any other situation.

"bend over," he said and pointed at the sink behind you.

"you bend o-" you tried to say but he grabbed your hips, turned you around, and pinned you to the cabinet, trapping you with his hands on the counter.

you really couldn't help but push your butt back against him when you felt his bulge poking you as he pressed his whole body onto you. for two people hating each other's guts, your bodies felt like magnets.

he shoved your pants and panties down, then took out his dick and wasted no more time. you were so wet. he pushed his member between your thighs and you covered it completely in your juices. your folds were so slippery, he could barely put his cock in your pussy.

"fuck..." you sighed when he finally entered you after teasing your entrance.

he wrapped his arm around your waist and leaned over your shoulder. a gasp escaped his lips as he thrusts his whole length in.

he nibbled on your neck as his cold jewelry pressed on your back. his face was covered in his hair and a few strands of yours but you could see in the fogged mirror that he's furrowing his eyebrows.

his hand moved under your shirt from your waist to your breast and he squeezed it as he kept pounding into you.

your bodies moved in unison, both of you wanting to fuck the other.

the feeling of his dick stretching your walls apart became so overwhelming, you could barely keep your head up.

"come for me," he whispered into your ear, seeing your expression in the reflection.

"i'm not... coming for you," you struggled to say back.

"what are you going to tell jay then?" he continued kissing and licking your neck, extremely close to the sensitive spot under your ear.

you only gritted your teeth, wanting to stop the moans coming out of your mouth. thank god the guys started playing something the second you went into the bathroom, or else they'd be hearing all sorts of noises your bodies are making. with the guy you can't stand. fuck.

you brought your hand up to his still sweaty from the practice hair and pulled on it with the little power you had left. it was either the lack of oxygen in this small room or him fucking you brainless, but your vision became blurry and him pushing so much onto you didn't help either. you were so close. both to fainting and to your release.

he rode you off your orgasm so well, supporting your tired body with his hand on your chest and arm gripping the sink. he rested his head on your shoulder for a second to catch his breath with you before pulling away from you and brushing his hair away from his face.

even though you were still a little dizzy you quickly picked up your pants and left the bathroom. you both awkwardly walked back to your spots. you sat on your drum stool and he picked up his guitar.

as if nothing happened you resumed your practice and surprisingly, everything went well.

so now, whenever you and heeseung started jumping at each other's throats, jay just yells 'bathroom.' and you two obediently go there.

after hotel.

[hwayangyeon]

the sunsun threesome was ssosososososoos good ignore all those asks

the sunoo x xf reader x bf sunghoon fic

aww thank you so much love:( i'm actually planning to write a similar one but with heejake so stay tuned 👀

[hwayangyeon]

stop the himbo sunghoon ask is too fuckin good

the himbo sunghoon ask

ikr!! that's why i like it when you guys send me asks, i feel like we make some great stuff together 🤝

the reactions are so nice, it warms my heart ☹️ thank you anon!!

[hwayangyeon]

really loving the idea of sunghoon who seems really cold and distant when he's just a himbo that knows how to fuck and nothing else 💀 like u've been dropping hints left and right and he still thinks ur being friendly... like u have to downright demand he fucks u lmao

nsfw brother's bff sunghoon x virgin reader // you're eager to lose your virginity and your brother's best friend helps you out // smut, unprotected sex, use of word slut // 600 words

okay so imagine you're going to move across the state for university soon, but there's a problem - you're a virgin. and there's no way you're going to start university as a virgin.

thank god your brother is hosting a party this weekend and his best friend, sunghoon, is going to be there. he's your typical sports captain, known for being kind of a player, the list of the girls he fucked is long but the list of those waiting is even longer. so it's going to be easy, right?

fast forward to the party and... you're unsuccessful. no matter how low you bend and accidentally flash him your panties, how you push your chest against his arm as you handle him a drink, he's not paying any attention to you.

defeated, you sit down on a sofa and look at the people dancing around you, that is until some random guy joins you and puts his hand on your thigh, moving closer. this is your chance!

well, not really. the second the guy leans in and you can smell his cologne, sunghoon pushes him off and takes your hand, guiding you to your parents' bedroom.

he closes the door behind you and after you get the idea of where this is going, you climb onto the bed excitedly.

"shit, y/n," he says and starts unzipping his pants wobbly, his eyes not adjusted to the darkness, "i promised your brother i wouldn't do this."

he comes closer, "but if anyone has to fuck you tonight, it better be me."

sunghoon grabs your thighs and pulls you to the edge of the bed. his dick brushes against your core, which is enough to cause your first moan to escape.

"when did you become such a slut?" he touches you down and feels your wetness, "this will do."

he slams his dick inside you and honestly, there's nothing romantic about this. he knows it's your first time, but he also knows how to make a girl feel good so he's not wasting any time. it's better than you opening your legs for a random guy, right? your brother would hate that. sunghoon is basically taking care of his best friend's younger sister. right?

"fuck... you feel good," he says as he leans forward and rests his arm on the mattress next to your head, while his other hand holds your waist down.

the feeling of his dick stretching you out is overwhelming. he's not used to having a girl this sensitive, mostly because he doesn't really fuck virgins. it's hard for him to adjust the pace, so you're heating up very quickly. you arched your back literally the second he entered you, making you feel him even more.

he hasn't felt anyone clench on him like that in a while, he's kinda embarrassed because of how fast you got him worked up. not that you would know how it normally is, but it's definitely not a moment he's going to brag to his football team about.

a weird knot had been tightening in your abdomen for a while and it's only a matter of seconds for you to come, making you close your eyes and throw your head back into the mattress.

the view makes him so close he has to pull his dick out, stroke it in his hand, and cum on your stomach. he wishes he could do that while still inside you, but he's not trying to get his best friend's sister pregnant.

after you both calm your breathing, he pushes himself off the bed and starts dressing himself up. he looks back at you and the sight of your chest rising up and down with droplets of his cum glistening in the dim, outdoors lamp really fuck him up. "yeah... i think it's better if you don't tell your brother about this."

idk if this is what you had in mind anon, but thank you sm for the ask 💔

after hotel.

[hwayangyeon]

send me hard thoughts or else my next post is going to be in a month AGAIN 🤧/hj

but fr ... i want to know what stuff yall want tl read 🙏

[hwayangyeon]

i'm gonna have to format all of my works so they match yk... 😪

[hwayangyeon]

pairing: uni bf sunoo x uni gf reader

warning: nsfw, minors dni

cw: smut, consent is nonverbal (but it's there), public handjob, cum eating, reader is a little confused at first, slightly goofy

synopsis: you and your boyfriend are studying at the library but you'd rather tease him a little, only for him to use it against you

wc: 700 words

it's not like you dislike studying or that it bores you, it's just that you can't focus when your boyfriend is sitting across from you, head stuck in the anatomy book.

the way he slightly furrows his eyebrows and bites on his bottom lip while trying to understand the topic, the way his slim fingers follow the text, the way he pushes his glasses up his nose from time to time and then brushes through his hair. the way this man makes you feel should be studied.

"are you done studying?" you ask in a melodic voice and brush your leg against his.

"are you?" he asks back, flipping to the next page.

"no..." you're slightly taken aback but don't give up, "i was thinking... we could go back to my room."

"mhm," is his only response as he's not taking his eyes away from the book.

"or... to the restroom," you rest your head on the back of your hand, "we could do something... there," you move your leg higher.

"like what?" his voice is so monotone as if he wasn't even listening to you.

"i don't know," you pout, "i could show you what i'm wearing under my dress."

"mhm."

"or i can do it here..." still trying, "wanna look?" you play with the strap of your clothing.

he's not showing you any interest, only playing with a pen between his fingers.

"i'm undressing myself," you say, almost threateningly, waiting for his reaction, but you're just sitting still, "i'm naked."

every other boyfriend would freak out, throw his sweater at his girlfriend or yell at everyone in the library to close their eyes. not sunoo. he's just reading another page.

you let out a defeated sigh.

this finally awakens something in him and he chuckles quietly, his eyebrows relaxing, "we'll have to stop having our study sessions if you're going to behave like that."

"oh come on," you shift in your chair and lean closer to him, putting your hand on his knee and moving it higher up his thigh, "not my fault you look so hot when you're focused," you touch his crotch.

he smiles, "why do you make it so hard to focus then?" he suddenly grabs your hand and pulls you even closer, using his other hand to unzip his pants. if the table wasn't so narrow, your chin would be touching it.

"s-noo!" you hiss in a whisper, not too loud so you don't bring any attention to your desk. your eyes widen as you look around, straining your neck because of the position.

"what?" isn't this what you wanted?" he whispers back, putting your hand on his dick, "to please me?"

a small blush appears on your face when you feel how hard and warm he is.

his sudden change caught you off guard and you can't seem to find your confidence back. not when he basically starts to masturbate himself using your touch and his parted lips threaten to let out a moan.

he leans forward and places his other arm on the desk holding himself up. his hair falls to his face as he looks down on you.

your hand moves faster, creating a lot of heat and causing him to breathe faster. you know this look on his face, if you weren't in a public space, he would be a moaning mess. because of your restricting position, you can't even kiss him to prevent any from escaping.

he grins and coughs a little, "what's with that face, doll? scared?"

"if anyone sees us, i'm going to kill you," you respond in a serious voice.

"then help me come faster."

this sly look on his face is killing you. if you could, you'd just ride him like crazy right now. why couldn't he just go with you to that damn restroom?

his grip on your hand tightens and you know he's getting close. fuck, what do you do now?

"pretend you dropped something," he says and closes his eyes.

"w-what?"

"fast," it hits you what he means so you grab your water bottle and throw it across the library in panic, causing everyone to look up from their books and look in the direction of the sound while you quickly squeeze under the desk and take your boyfriend's dick in your mouth for him to fill your throat with cum.

he strokes your hair softly. while you regret coming here with him.

you get out from under the table and fix your dress like nothing happened.

"you're done?" you ask when you see him packing his bag.

"yeah, i brought the wrong book."

after hotel.

[hwayangyeon]

Honestly, I don't mind what my faves sexuality is. But you a woman, is not advisable to write mlm, bl, mxm. People will think you fetishzing over homosexual men which is so disrespectful, no matter how much you support lgbtq or a part of the community,it doesn't give you a free pass. And maybe you don't realise, shippers in general is so annoying and creepy. Which include shipping between members. If people find it annoying when fans create rumors and shipping two idols of opposite gender why don't we keep the same energy when people ship member x member.

i don't write mlm and don't ship any of the members. the fic we're talking about wasn't even a threesome, there was a cuckold warning. there was one (1) sentence that suggests that one of the characters might be bisexual, and i am bisexual myself so i don't think there's any fetishization on my side,,

however if you read smut (and you acknowledge it's fiction) i don't think a scenario with a character of different sexuality should anger you so much (not you directly anon, i'm referencing the first ask)

[hwayangyeon]

I don't remember enha even saying what their sexuality is 😭 so that anon is literally assuming that they aren't gay and they're the one saying to not assume 💀 okay then....also do people not realize that its all fiction 😭 so if it is male idol x male reader that doesn't mean the author is assuming the idol is gay or whatever, its all fiction 😭😭.

Anon get a life lol

Also sorry this is random I just needed to get that out there cuz it annoys me sm whenever I hear that 😭😭

honestly it's so crazy 😭 like, anon reads smut but draws the line at one member being gay?? and i didn't even say he was 😭

it's so weird that people need to be reminded that all of this is fictional, it actually worries me a little 💀

i feel like it's a 4th gen issue kinda. people say not to assume idols' sexualities (which i agree with) but then assume all of them are striaght, cause it's like, the default. i know it's a way more complex topic, but it really bugs me that people get this offensive over me writing one sentence that indicates that one of the members is bi 😭

anyway, thank your for your ask, i feel you 😭

[hwayangyeon]

dammm that anon talking about the sunoo,reader and sunghoon fic must've never heard about a threesome lmao its scary how some people can be soo delulu🙄

the fact that it wasn't even a threesome fic, hoon just said one thing that could indicate he's bi and that's all 😭 i had no idea someone would get mad about it

[hwayangyeon]

Enhypen isn’t gay you nasty bitch ew for assuming you’re not loved you orphan

i'm assuming it's about the sunghoon x reader x sunoo fic

and girl what is wrong with you, why does the idea of them being gay (never said anything like that tbh) angers you so much? afraid it lowers your chances of being with them? 😭 that's a crazy level of being delulu, to the point it makes you homophobic

and i'm not an orphan, i don't see how that would be an insult. prepare something better the next time you write to me

[hwayangyeon]

this one is about flirty sunghoon who doesn’t actually fall for anyone and makes sure to flirt with anyone.

he’s in the boy’s volleyball team and you’re the coach for girls team, so he starts off to tease you as a joke, but when he sees how you blush and gulp each time he comments upon your pretty face, he makes it his mission to have you.

try to slap him and he’d grab your hand before it reaches his face, and instead, he’d kiss your palm, giving you a wink while also pulling you closer instead and if you accidentally trip in front of him then his strong hands will grab your waist and make sure you don’t fall down but fall for him instead.

(bonus: he kisses you right before his game, calling it a good luck’s kiss and when he wins the game for you, he’d take you into one of the changing stalls and would fuck you there as his victory prize 🏆)

(bonus 2: he couldn’t get enough of you and muffling your moans was something he didn’t wish to do, so after one round of fucking, he takes you back to his place, missing the victory party just to have you in his bed the whole night just to hear you moaning his name out out as he empties his cum into your pussy) <3

aria you're killing me. do you hate me that much?? lord knows i hate him so much which makes this a thousand times better.

park sunghoon, the ace of his team; insufferable, annoying, obnoxious, egotistical and so so hot. maybe him being one of the hottest people just fuels your hatred towards him but no matter how hard you try to be subtle with your stares. he . just . knows . and he sure as hell is not gonna let you live it down.

lifting his shirt up to wipe off his sweat, pouring water on himself to cool down, that smirk. that damned smirk with the fangs. you hate how much you want him but for the sake of your pride and ego, you are not going to give him the satisfaction.

he finds you feigning ignorance amusing. it entertains him and only eggs him to get on your nerves. the pet names "angel", "kitten" (yes I'm a huge kitten enthusiast when it comes to him), "doll".. god, it's just so so infuriating but you can't help feeling something deep inside with the way he calls you.

he starts to become touchy. subtle touches that linger a second too longer than deemed necessary, his fingers lightly doing a little dance on your waist as he passes by you. the teasing, the way he'd call out your name just as he successfully scores a point just so you only have eyes on him.

you hate how park sunghoon is so full of himself but what you hate more is you're not full of him. but you know his reputation. you're just his next little play thing before he gets what he wants and is off to his next toy. you don't want to be that person but with the way you almost kissed before you ran away, or the way his eyes drilled bullets into jay when he was laughing with you...

it's the day before the final match, you're taking one last look at the gym to make sure everything is according to your list when you see him practicing his serves all alone. the sound of the ball hitting the floor echoes as well as the curse he lets out on missing the mark. you know he's taking it hard on himself, overworking.

he hears your footsteps and looks up, seeing you there staring back at him with a concerned look. he almost lets out a scoff. almost.

"you should be resting for tomorrow not overworking yourself to the point you can't play"

"is that... is this you worried about me?"

there's that stupidly and annoyingly perfect smirk of his. he knows he has you wrapped around his fingers but you're just too proud to admit it. he doesn't mind though. he likes the chase.

he's now standing infront of you and you were very conscious of the distance between, well lack thereof.

he sees you roll your eyes, god does he love it when you show him attitude. gets him going and makes him want you to roll your eyes for him in a different situation

"you know what, nevermind it's useless t-"

turning around and making your way out was futile but you don't mind. not when his arm wraps around your waist and turns you around, pressing you against him. his other hand lifting your chin up so you have no option but to look in his eyes, your heartbeat betraying your stubborn self. his thumb caressing your lips, pressing on to it. you almost went down on your knees for him.

"when I win tomorrow...give me a chance to prove that I'm not as insufferable as you think"

every drop of feminism and sanity left your body at that moment. as if someone else had control over your mind and body, your lips part slightly and suck on his thumb.

sunghoon lets out a groan and you can feel your panties getting wet now if they hadn't before.

"tomorrow I'm gonna make you more than just suck on my thumb, kitten"

[hwayangyeon]

nsfw link ⚠️⚠️

sorry if u r uncomfortable with the link i just saw it and automatically think in actor hee n y/n😩

!! nsfw link // referencing pt.2 of this heeseung met gala fic

that's so them... i imagined him and the reader dating in high school, they were THE school couple but parted ways after graduation after some kind of disagreement. both of you became known actors and ended up having to play a few roles together, how unfortunate (not for him though, he enjoyed every part of it) cause he still misses you!! so the second he sees you in that dress, flirting with another guy, he doesn't care about his career anymore, he'd fuck you on that bar table in front of everyone if he could (thank god he cares about yours so he has some decency to at least drag you to the parking lot)

and i'm fine with links, thank you <3

[hwayangyeon]

LMG PART 3??? ive been reading since part 1 came out and actually didnt expect that youd even make a part 2 but now we got part 3 IM ELATED !! im actually so invested now 😭 heeyn for the win 💪 take care !

we are talking about this met gala heeseung fic (pt.2 & pt.3)

honestly i'm as shocked as you are 😭 i would have never thought people will get this invested in my fics, it truly warms my heart 💔 plus the requests i got for the 2nd and 3rd part were so good, it was really fun to write them ! i guess the only thing that bugs me is that i don't want them (hee and y/n) to seem like they're only fucking so they don't lose their spark, but i'm not here to write regular fics 😭 so ig if anyone wants to write for this au too - go ahead then !

anyway, thank you for staying 💔 take care as well babe !!

[hwayangyeon]

so sorry for the inactivity guys, i was busy with school 🫠 but i'm finally done and oh my god we hit 208 followers!! that's so crazy to me,, how should we celebrate? should i make a prompt list? i'm not sure how it works,, please let me know ! here or anonymously in my inbox 🫶 i'd love to have more interactions with you guys

[hwayangyeon]

can you pls make a pt 3 for ex bf actor hee?? in this part, heeseung takes y/n on a date then ask her out and then all smut again🙏🏻🙏🏻🙏🏻

pt.3 of the met gala fic // pt.1 & pt.2

NSFW ex bf actor heeseung x actress reader // heeseung asks you on a date so he can rightfully call you his girlfriend and you end up fucking again // teasing, fingering, kinda public (school)(no one's there but them), consensual // 1.3k words

disclaimer: i'm not sure how grade works in different countries. heeseung mentions him and reader fucking when they were still in high school, they were 18 at that time

you: [link]

you: can you stop mentioning me in your interviews?? what's wrong with you?

heeseung: oh so i can't mention my girlfriend now? 🤨

you: i'm not your girlfriend

heeseung: ah, right

heeseung: be ready at 8. i'm asking you out on a date

heeseung: since you wanted me to so bad

you: i didn't and i still don't

heeseung: yeah

heeseung: do you still have that dress i fucked you in on that 12th grade field trip?*

heeseung: wear it

heeseung: see you at 8

it's not like you actually wanted him to ask you out, right? you wanted him to give up on you, right?

it's not easy to go on dates when you're this famous. no movie dates unless you want people to interrupt your seance every two minutes asking for autographs. no picnic dates unless you want the world to see you eating from every perspective possible. do you remember that one paparazzi who hid under the water when you were hanging out with your friend by the lake? you thought heeseung wouldn't bother.

it would be good for you to go out, though. your new role is stressing you out, it's the first time you were given so little time to prepare for it.

but it's not like you're gonna relax with heeseung. knowing him he would be the one to contact paparazzi and tell them about your plans, so then he can send you articles from all major gossip sites obsessing about your cute date. wait, why are you getting ready?

———

you left your apartment looking for heeseung's manager's car or a taxi. why is there a fucking school bus?

heeseung: get in

what the fuck? you hesitantly walked to the bus and waited for the doors to open. is he even licensed to drive this?

"where are we going?" you ask as you enter the vehicle. that's pretty smart of him, no one would suspect two celebrities going on a date together in a school bus.

"you'll see."

———

"our old high school?" you stand in front of the familiar entrance, "how do we get in?"

heeseung shows you a set of keys. wow, he's actually prepared.

you decide to leave the lights off, to not make your visit any more suspicious. is it considered breaking in if you have the keys?

it's fine though, you know the school's layout like your own pocket and the moon is shining bright, lighting up the hallways.

you peek through different classrooms, sharing mutual stories and talking about teachers.

but it was getting harder for heeseung to focus. he couldn't keep his eyes off of you, he loves the way that dress looks on you.

"you wore it," he stood close to you while you were looking at the chalkboard.

"didn't have anything else to wear," you turned around and caressed his cheek, seeing his lustful eyes.

he pushed you against the wall, his body slamming into yours like a magnet, not giving you a chance to breathe. he cups your face and kisses you deeply as if he hasn't seen you in ages.

his right hand travels down, stopping for a moment to grab your throat. he loves how soft your skin feels under his touch. then it moves to the side, his index finger pulls down the strap of your dress, exposing your breast.

"i wanted to do that when you wore it for the first time."

"at school? pervert."

"isn't it why you sat next to me in chemistry class? i noticed how you were trying to make it fall off your shoulder, don't lie," he bit your lower lip, "it barely covered the hickey i had left on your thigh."

"shut up," you broke the kiss.

"it was in this classroom," he continued as his hand hid under your dress, playing with the hem of your underwear, "i bet this is what you were imagining back then; me fucking you against the wall the second everyone leaves the room," he whispered into your ear. it's embarrassing how wet you get from just his words. you can't get used to the filth.

he wasted no more time and pulled your panties down, making them fall to your ankles. his fingers disappeared between your folds, drowning in your juices. this little action made you breathe harder already, you had to grab the back of his neck to stand still.

your quiet moans are not enough for him, he wants you to come, here in this classroom. he shoves his fingers inside you without a warning, causing you to gasp both from shock and pleasure. his digits know what to do to bring out the most vulnerable side of you. he twirls them, presses on your sweet spot, all while moving them in and out, filling the whole room with wet sounds.

"fuck, hee," your voice cracks, "are you sure we're alone?" a brief moment of consciousness makes you question the situation. if anyone takes a picture of you right now, your career is basically over. but why does it make you clench on his fingers so hard?

"the janitor gave me the only keys," his voice so soft, making you forget all your worries. honestly, you love when he talks, "i also told him he could watch," he gently grabbed your jaw, tilted your head to the side, and showed you the camera hanging under the ceiling.

"what the fuck, heeseung?!" your whole life flashed before your eyes. a cold shiver moved down your spine contrasting with the amount of heat you felt just a second before.

"i'm joking! i'm joking!" he laughed nervously seeing the panic in your eyes. fucking lee heeseung.

you slowly looked back at the camera and noticed that there was no red diode on it. it's off. fucking. lee. heeseung.

"do you want me to continue..?" he reminded you of what you were doing and the fact that his fingers are still inside you and the palm of his hand is still brushing against your swollen core.

"shut. up," you hid your head in the crook of his neck to avoid his eyes, signaling to him that he can continue as you were not going anywhere. not after how close he had gotten you to your release.

it took him only a few seconds to have you worked up again, your temperature and pulse rising instantly. he loves how easily your body gives up to him. it's kinda embarrassing, the way he makes you stop caring whether that camera is really shut off or not, all you care about is how close you are.

"principal park would be so disappointed in you," he tucked a strand of your hair behind your ear, "hearing his favorite student beg for another guy to make her cum,"

that's the last thing you hear before a ringing sound in your ears, your orgasm causing your senses to go crazy. you fall to heeseung's chest, having trouble standing on your own.

you look up to see him smiling, peacefully. it's a pretty intimate moment, after which he puts his fingers into his mouth, licking the liquid you left on them, smirking rather teasingly.

"oh fuck off," you pushed him away and started fixing your clothes.

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later you were sitting in the middle of the schoolyard on a blanket that heeseung prepared. it was getting a little chilly so he gave you his jacket. this place brings back so many memories. you were dating basically since the first grade of high school.

"why did the janitor give you the keys?" you asked. heeseung was laying down on his side of the blanket, playing with the ends of your hair.

"because i come here often."

"you do?"

"yeah," he smiled, "i teach the kids how to play basketball. you should come too."

"yeah," it somehow warmed your heart. you laid down next to him, "maybe i should."

after hotel.

pt.3 of the met gala fic // pt.1 & pt.2

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[hwayangyeon]

guys, just wanted to let yall know that i got a request for the 3rd part of this actor hee fic, i'm working on it 🫡 (please be patient anon </3)