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chat are you okay it’s been a sec since you updated so i just wanted to check in we miss you pookie but also yk if you’re like taking time for yourself or something enjoy your you time

You’re so nice for checking in 💗 I’m okay I think my head just hasn’t been in a really creative space for a minute like and I’m just taking some time to myself. Also life is a little hectic with irl stuff just popping up all the time so that’s really the case. Thank you for worrying about me but I’m okay

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crying writing this smau wtfff

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Honorable mentions

Xavier -Joshua, Chan Zayne - Jihoon Rafayel - Seungkwan Sylus - Jeonghan, Mingyu Caleb - Soonyoung

ok so im gonna be a little active tonight to say i've been obsessed with playing L*ve and D33p5pace i'm not ready get found here by the fandom yet i like my svt bubble but i would love to discuss which svt members we see as which LADs characters bc maybe i'll work on smth

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I just wanna preface, no one can ever be Caleb. What he went through cannot be replicated or categorized in a serious matter (not that any of this is serious anyway) but how his experiences affected him as a person and contributed to his gray to black mannerisms are not gonna reflect my candidates for him. Otherwise, I actually do really like this character and actually find him and his dedication to MC so attractive bc he is a fictional, otherwise I wouldn’t.

For puppy Caleb: I find it so convenient that there was a whole photo shoot for a pilot concept for seventeen so here we go lmao. Jangtoco line all come to mind bc they all give that playful ‘has known you forever’ vibe that I can see our own mc all get along with. I’m leaning the most towards Mingyu since he’s got the height, the muscle (I mean tbf they all got the muscle), he would also take MC’s shit like a boss. He’ll do anything for them. He screams Caleb.

Then, it’s seokmin. He’s a tease, he teases people he’s soft for but can be scary when he wants to be, at a flip of a switch. Imagine him on the fleet bark orders with the stern face he has with that loud deep voice. omg god lord have mercy

And Chan, he gives me the more pre-fleet cap vibes. Like caring about the people around them, grandma and MC, and with person he’s closest with, he would be the Jerry to your Tom like how (he often is with seungkwan). His banter is so fucking top tier, with the right chemistry he’s your very own Caleb.

Otherwise their personalities all are very similar and just give me ‘puppy I want to take care for forever.’

ok so im gonna be a little active tonight to say i've been obsessed with playing L*ve and D33p5pace i'm not ready get found here by the fandom yet i like my svt bubble but i would love to discuss which svt members we see as which LADs characters bc maybe i'll work on smth

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The things I would do to this man

Excuse me. For Sylus: cheol or wonwoo and i get it. Why is wonwoo here twice? The sass, the voice, I couldn’t help myself. Cheol is here for, well, Mr.Bottomless Pockets. Leaning more Cheol tho. Wonwoo is a bit more indulgent lol. Seungcheol as Sylus seems so right. Scary, intimidating man with the softest spot for his pets (Sylus with Mc/Mephisto, Cheol with Jeonghan/Kumma lol) there are parallels there. Sylus is hard to pin tho, I love this man he is also just his own character like ugh, a subby mafia boss sign me tf up

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Our silly fish Rafayel: yall ever see someone so devestatingly beautiful you don’t know if they’re real or not. That’s literally Junhui. There’s that one photo that people thought he was AI and he just would maybe a really fun and playful rafayel, just more hyper. Main difference is Jun likes cats, a lot, unlike Raf soooo.

But also minghao, if you’re leaning more to the snarky artist route that is just so true to this fish. Like minghao is gorgeous, ofc, but Rafayel’s personality leans more towards Hao than Jun does while his looks lean more Jun than Hao. However they’re both very witty, witty enough to be a Raf. Jun I especially see saying the ‘jelly fish are walking naked’ monologue. It’s a toss up.

ok so im gonna be a little active tonight to say i've been obsessed with playing L*ve and D33p5pace i'm not ready get found here by the fandom yet i like my svt bubble but i would love to discuss which svt members we see as which LADs characters bc maybe i'll work on smth

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Obvious Zayne: I think everyone already knew who this was gonna be and it’s wonwoo. Not even just the glasses, it’s the lame dry jokes, the little tsundere tendencies that act like that they don’t care when they really do, and when they do they’re the biggest loser. We all know the archetype. It’s just him no else suits Zayne better. It’s copy and paste idk what else to say

ok so im gonna be a little active tonight to say i've been obsessed with playing L*ve and D33p5pace i'm not ready get found here by the fandom yet i like my svt bubble but i would love to discuss which svt members we see as which LADs characters bc maybe i'll work on smth

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Top contender For Xavier: Vernon, especially silver Vernon. otherworldly vibes, always in their own head, always there to eat, sleeps like no tomorrow (check ttt gose for reference) like he’s up there. And I say this all with so much love because I am Xavier girly. Very similar vibes and I stand by that

ok so im gonna be a little active tonight to say i've been obsessed with playing L*ve and D33p5pace i'm not ready get found here by the fandom yet i like my svt bubble but i would love to discuss which svt members we see as which LADs characters bc maybe i'll work on smth

[princessleechan]

ok so im gonna be a little active tonight to say i've been obsessed with playing L*ve and D33p5pace i'm not ready get found here by the fandom yet i like my svt bubble but i would love to discuss which svt members we see as which LADs characters bc maybe i'll work on smth

[princessleechan]

Oh god I wanna make a svt x LADs smau so bad but idek where to start 😭

[princessleechan]

i have a bigger project that's still in the works here that isn’t ready to drop yet but i kinda wanna make another mini series like special treatment when it's centered around a single member or two? thoughts?

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Thank you to everyone whose enjoy Special Treatment these past few months. I will be gone for a week until Feb 3rd to celebrate something on my own time with very little to no access to internet and hopefully by then I’ll be able to show you guys what I have planned next for the rest of the year. Until then see you guys soon. 💗

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special treatment (m) - EPILOGUE: chapter 20 + written chapter 18+

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🖊️Chapter tags: MDNI, mentions of drinking, office au, secretary au, misunderstandings, mentions of insecurity and harrassment, virgin!mingyu, one sided rivalry, grump x sunshine, grump!reader, shy sunshine!mingyu, valentines weekend, birthday boy!seokmin, seokmin tantrums, mingyu mia, booseok antics, (w.c. 1.1k) [smut tags: references to oral sex, explicit language, ect.]

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“It’s your phone.”

“Let it go off.”

You let out airy chuckles at his response until he reconnected your lips, silencing you instead of answering the nuisance in the background. He pulled you closer, plunging deeper into your heat as your plush walls hugged and crushed around his cock as heavenly as the first night you spent together. Moans slipped past your closed lips as his hand cushioned your flushed hips and breasts, cradling your body in his lap as his legs closed around you in a tucked embrace. You swooned, feeling his lips hum on your pricked skin in incessant kisses, smothering you in a sweltering fire that burned as bright as the sun you’d see rising every morning of almost every weekend spent together.

Meanwhile, the phone’s vibration persisted, buzzing against the thick wood of his bedside table and taking your attention away from your boyfriend hopelessly worshipping you at day's end. You sighed; a gray cloud of concern floated above your head as you could not ignore the unceasing sequence of vibrations from the device resonating as another followed suit soon after.

“I think it’s your friends,” you whispered against his swollen lips.

“Probably,” he mumbled with a soft chuckle.

You combed through his hair as he landed a sharp thrust up into you. Your mouth gaped open as a loud mewl was forced out of your throat, while your legs anchored around him for support. “You don’t want to check?” You weakly replied.

“Kind of busy with something more important right now. Plus, who needs friends?”

You shook your head, smiling, before melting against him as he buried his face into the crook of your neck, whimpering as you felt him latching his lips against your skin, attacking you intoxicatingly. “They’re the only people you talk to besides me,” you reminded him in dreamy sighs.

“Exactly, I have you. I only need you.”

You gave him a soft smile, cupping his cheek. “Gyu…”

“You’re just proving my point, baby.” He groaned, squeezing the meat of your ass in his hands and swelling your heart in your chest. “I could stay here forever.”

“We have to eat sometime.”

“I thought I’d have an exclusive lifetime subscription for between your legs,” he replied with a cheeky grin.

You scoffed, nudging him off. “What about me?”

He patted his chest. “You have a 24-hour personal chef at your service right before you, and I’ll have Instacart on speed dial.”

You pushed a long strand behind his ear. “I don’t think that’s how Instacart works.”

“I know. I just thought it sounded cooler.”

You trailed the tip of your nose over the bridge of his. “Okay. What about this? We finish up this round and then call your friends back, hmm? It could be important.” 

He leaned back slightly, softly pouting. “More important than our Valentine's weekend?”

“Who knows?”

He relented with a sigh. “Fine. After this round then,” he agreed before pushing you flat down against the mattress and erupting you both in a fit of giggles.

These eight months have been the most amazing months you've had in a long time. You didn’t ever think that you could enjoy life as much as you did with Mingyu. You’ve learned sides of each that neither of you got to see outside of work, and in turn, fell harder than you ever did before—making it more difficult to see your lives without each other. And now at the end of every workday, there was always something to look forward to while he was there sitting right across from you, thinking the same thing. You’ve spent nearly every waking moment together, not always in paradise, but together, and you couldn’t ask for anything better.

Mingyu made the most of that final round, holding you against him like a lifeline with no room to breathe as every inch of him took part in making you feel every ounce of stamina he had left in him. The way his fingers delicately danced through your hair, the gentle squeeze of your waist, the way he inhaled your essence as if it were the sweetest flower—a ritual he'd performed countless times, yet he performed it every time as if it were the first. Every tender touch, every stolen glance ignited a spark within you, a warmth that blossomed into an all-consuming fire, leaving you breathless in his presence. With his lips on yours, in a room that witnessed many intimate moments you’ve shared, you exchanged breaths like currency as the air filled with the symphony of your resounding pleasure.

“Mmh, I’m close, Gyu…” you whined, gripping onto him.

He swiped your sweat-drenched hair over your face, kissing your forehead. “I’ve got you, Baby, just hold on, hmm?”

You nodded, feeling the dam that much closer to bursting, your resistance futile. “Fuck…I’m cumming…”

His thrusts hastened, a burst of energy striking through him as he rammed himself against you at an insatiable pace as he chased after his climax just within reach as he witnessed yours, feeling his on the tip of his tongue. “Ah-ah-ah—I love you!” The thrusts abruptly halted as your legs twitched with residuals of your release, and for a pregnant pause, you just sat processing the words that had blurted out of his mouth.

“You love me?” you repeated, panting as your eyes fluttered frantically in his startled expression.

“I do,” he confirmed with a hard swallow. “I love you. Is that—“

“I love you too.” You pulled him back in with a searing kiss, pushing your full force as you put all your might into pressing your body back into him. You arched into him and snapped your hips against him as he crashed his hips back, his embrace was tight and filled with the desperation expected of a man deeply in love.

“I love you,” he repeated against your lips, relief and joy built up inside as cum began to pour out of him. Aching between his legs, he clamped your thighs against his side, pushing your hips into the mattress before taking deep, sharp strokes to hear you scream his name. You were wet before, but after climaxing, you were dripping in honey, squelching every time your skin collided. He reveled in every detail, making it a core memory, and overwhelmed with his findings, he said it again. “I love you.”

And again, only this time he’d say it with every thrust, feeling his nerves on fire with every declaration. “I love you, I love you, I love you, I love you, I love you—”

It felt endless until his hips finally stilled in exhilaration and your lips melted on top of one another. You both mumbled those same words again to each other, committing to memory that these were the first of many 'I love you's,' and blissed out together in bed knowing it was far from the last.

“…Oh, your phone.”

“Oh, shit. What time is it?”

They did eventually get back to Mingyu’s friends, eventually, but not without a crying Seokmin on the other line.

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special treatment (m) - chapter 19

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🖊️Chapter tags: MDNI, mentions of drinking, office au, secretary au, misunderstandings, mentions of insecurity and harrassment, virgin!mingyu, one sided rivalry, grump x sunshine, grump!reader, shy sunshine!mingyu, THE REAL THRUTH COMES OUT, old man tricks, an angry secretary, paid vacation, happy mingyu

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special treatment (m) - chapter 18

Chapter list

🖊️Chapter tags: MDNI, mentions of food and drinking, office au, secretary au, misunderstandings, mentions of insecurity and harrassment, virgin!mingyu, one sided rivalry, grump x sunshine, grump!reader, shy sunshine!mingyu, thai restaurant dates, nights over, distracted work days, Uncle CEO Kim

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special treatment (m) - chapter 17 Written Chapter 18+

Chapter list

🖊️Chapter tags: MDNI, mentions of drinking, office au, secretary au, misunderstandings, mentions of insecurity and harrassment, virgin!mingyu, one sided rivalry, grump x sunshine, grump!reader, shy sunshine!mingyu, SMUT [dry humping, nipple play (giv. & rec.), pet names (baby)], (w.c 4.5k), minor conflict, confessions

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Mingyu’s eyes snapped open to be enveloped in darkness. Immediately, he sat up, only to whine to himself under his breath about feeling a sudden head rush, facing the well-deserved consequences of the late night of indulgence in bittersweet spirits. The moment he was able to adjust the ache, he looked over at your side of the bed to notice no pillow wall and saw you sound asleep with help from the sliver of moonlight bleeding from the blinds casting over you. You looked peaceful, at ease in your dreamland as Mingyu once had the pleasure of witnessing before, meanwhile, he was mentally spiraling. Last night, something had to have happened; nothing could confirm it with the crunk goggles he had on.

Had he dreamt it all? Was he some pervert? An HR nightmare?

Amid his contemplation, you stirred in your sleep, softly mumbling incoherently before sitting up on the bed. You rubbed your eyes to adjust to the barely visible lighting, hardly making out the dark, shadowy silhouette beside you in bed. “Mingyu?” You croaked.

He gazed over at you apologetically. “Hey. Sorry for waking you up.”

You shook your head, giving him a vision of only a dark, shadowy mop of hair shaking excitedly in front of him, forming a small smile on his face. “Hmm. It’s ok. I’m just glad you’re okay,” you reassured.

“Did something happen?” He asked cautiously.

You tilted your head to the side, musing at his shadow. “What do you remember?”

“I remember us doing…something together.”

“Something like what?” You chuckled, rubbing your eyes, finding bits of sleep still stuck in them.

Mingyu was usually a smart guy. He usually made the right decisions, but as he’s learned, you made him say and behave sometimes in the most unbearably pathetic and occasionally humiliating ways, at least to him. There were a million and one ways he could’ve responded to you, and he possibly answered in the most unslick, unsuave way ever. “I don’t wanna get in trouble if I mistook it for a dream—not that I had an inappropriate dream about us two! I just…damn it.”

You stifled a laugh, grateful he could not see you in the dark. “Mingyu, I think you remember just fine.”

“So, that all really happened? We really kissed?”

You felt your cheeks subtly flush at the thought of the passing memory. “To put it lightly? Yes.”

He groaned, ruffling his hands in his hair. His frustration was clear as day. “Why can’t I remember anything after that? How did I end up falling asleep?”

“Well…I think you may have overwhelmed yourself to the point of exhaustion because you knocked out the second I got on top of you.”

Like an oncoming train, the memories were all coming back to him now, rushing back, coloring his thoughts with images and sensations. One minute, it was just you and him, mouths connecting and reconnecting over and over again, bodies flushed against one another until there was nothing but heat between them. The room felt as though it was spinning and at the same time had come to life, simply all because he did what he had been scared to do before: make the first move. 

And in that moment when you held gazes, all he could think about was kissing you. His coworker. The person on his mind since he’s started his job. The person he had recently realized he’d been falling for. The person that solidified being the object of his desire during this trip the more he’s been in proximity with you. The person he soon learned had lips so wonderfully soft and a body so warm and plush that he swooned and literally…fell out of consciousness out of pure, utter ecstasy. Of course, he did. He couldn’t go a day without embarrassing himself, could he?

He squeezed his eyes shut, recoiling in horror as he flared his nostrils out of view, making inaudible screams in the darkness as he buried his face in his hands. The sheer mortification eventually subsided before he returned his attention to you. “Well, this will be going on the worst moments of my life list.”

“Hey, it’s okay,” you kindly assured, “You were pretty drunk and used up a lot of energy. I don’t blame you if you needed the sleep.”

He sighed, a soft whine squeaking out his throat. He folded himself to press his chin to his knees, bowing his head. “I’m sorry, that is not how I wanted that to go.”

“Please, don’t be. In the afternoon, we have checkout, and after that, our flight. Let’s just—“

“No!” He quickly replied, balling the sheets into fists beneath him before slowly releasing. He fixed his posture and he tried to settle down his nerves, feeling his heart run a million miles a minute. “Sorry. I was not entirely there and…I apologize for putting you in that situation. I’m so embarrassed; I assure you I’m not usually like that.”

“It’s okay, but maybe it’s for the best.”

His eyes shot up at you, full of dismay, and although you couldn’t see them past the darkness, you could hear it in his shift in tone. “Is that what you really think?”

“There was a moment, and we both had a little to drink. I think we should leave it at that.” It was then that he heard the ruffling of pillows and the shuffling of the bed, sounds of readjusting into bed. He was quick to recognize your intent, your tactic of remedying the situation with evasion, ignoring it happened entirely. “Let's get some sleep, hmm?”

Mingyu’s hands quickly found your forearm in the darkness. Within seconds, light spread throughout the room as he flicked on the bedside lamp, revealing you in your sleepwear for the evening. Unlike the previous night, this one was slightly more revealing, with a low neckline and thin straps hardly holding up the fabric attached. It exposed your arms, shoulders, and the skin he remembered he ached to touch—the skin he still ached to touch even now.

He took a deep breath, clearing his thoughts. Sitting parallel to you with crossed legs, you were forced to face him, catching every deviation in his expression whether you wanted to or not. “…You said I shouldn’t feel safe around you.”

You glanced at him, remembering how he still wore the black dress shirt and slacks from last night, making you think about how devastatingly gorgeous he still looked hours later. You would’ve helped him change if you didn’t feel utterly repulsed by your own impure thoughts. “I did.”

“Do you feel that way still?”

“Yes,” you answered earnestly, crossing your arms.

“Even after…I kissed you?”

You tugged the covers closer to you, establishing physical boundaries to retain even a little bit of sanity you had left in you. His zeal to push your buttons not meant to be pushed never ceased to amaze you. “I think you should feel more worried about being around me.”

“And if I don’t?” He challenged, eyes blazed with fire, testing your patience. “Besides passing out, I don’t regret a single thing that happened tonight.”

You shook your head, denying him or yourself; you didn’t know. All you knew was the moment you looked into his eyes, you lost control of who you decided to be. You never had that issue until now; Mingyu was the anomaly that disturbed your peace and you couldn’t let it continue.

“We work together. Right across from each other every hour of every day. It’s not something you want to experiment with.”

“Who said anything about experimenting?”

You softly scoffed, despite knowing the sincerity behind his words. Your fingers tensed over the hems of the covers, and underneath you, you anxiously rubbed your thighs. “I’m being serious.”

He inched closer, respectfully keeping his hands in his lap. “So am I. I’m serious when I tell you that last night confirmed something for me that I was too scared to admit, and it’s that I like you. More than I realized.”

You sighed, feeling your heart tighten and stomach coiling at his confession, confirming your own feelings as well. 

“Mingyu, I like you too.” You said, finally meeting his hopeful eyes only to see their light dim with the words that followed. “You’re a good secretary and colleague. I don’t want the company to lose someone like you. You’ve improved too much at your job to throw it all away.”

It was his turn to scoff, shaking his head in disbelief as his hair fell over his face. “Why are you acting like you didn’t kiss me back?” He mumbled glumly.

Your heart ached the longer the moment prolonged. “It was a mistake, a moment of weakness.”

He lifted his head, giving a thousand-mile stare behind your head. “Still, you shouldn't have kissed me back like that.”

“…And it was wrong of me. I should’ve—“

“Save it,” He cut off, swallowing a lump in his throat. He turned to the opposite side of the edge of the bed and faced the wall, his back completely towards you. “I get it. I just thought…I’m sorry. I’m the one who ended up making things weird now.”

Fuck.

“Mingyu, you…” You ran a palm over your face, softly groaning. “You were honest with me, so I’ll be honest with you. I…I do find you attractive, okay? And that’s the problem.”

His shoulders visibly tensed before slowly dropping, silence following, which you took as a sign to continue speaking. Only you weren’t sure how to start. Maybe the beginning was the best, but you couldn’t exactly pinpoint when that was either. All you knew now was that he needed to know why you’ve been behaving the way you have and why you’re so insistent on carrying on this attitude around him as if it was his fault when you should’ve taken responsibility. You’ve been avoiding it, and it was time that had to change.

“Ever since that company dinner, maybe before that, I had been feeling something weird, and I can’t even begin to explain it. I saw things in my sleep that I definitely shouldn’t have about you, and I—I couldn’t look at you. It was awful because we had just begun getting close and creating this camaraderie, and I didn’t want to ruin that, but I guess I did anyway by avoiding you. I just couldn’t be in the same room with you thinking about you in that way or feeling guilty about it. It came to a point where I couldn’t even focus at work, and I just—fuck. I’m not making any sense. You are just…”

“Just what?” He asked in the softest of tones. His eyes sparked with a new sense of conviction and fondness as he turned his head, watching you speak the most you’ve ever spoken to him in all the time they’ve ever worked together.

You tried to reassume a look of composure, conjuring the poker face you’ve always held up at meetings, press conferences, bad first dates, and with Mr. Kim when he tells a bad joke. “In summary, you’re a distraction. I’m sure what I’m feeling will eventually pass, and for now we need to be vigilant and stay professional if we want to sustain the healthy relationship we had.”

He spun back to face you, dipping his weight on the bed so that it squeaked similarly to the way it did last night, heating your cheeks and catching you off guard as he moved in closer, sitting on his knees just a foot away from you.

“I think we’re a little past that,” he pointed out, curling a strand behind your ear and burning the tip, earning him a stern glare to which he returned with a small grin.

“You know work is important to me,” you tried reasoning, voice gradually softening. “It should be important to you.”

He inched even closer, lowering his body so your knees touched with the covers as a barrier. “I do, and it is, but I don’t know how I’ll work alongside you knowing… I’m not alone in my feelings for you. I can’t do nothing.”

“…I know, but you have to realize this has already screwed with me before anything has even happened, so once something actually does and it ends badly—”

His hand crept over your face, cupping your cheek, letting the cool palm of his hand soothe the heat of your face, cutting you off. “I want to give us a try, even if it’s just for the night…but only if you want it too, and maybe neither of us will ever have to wonder if this is a mistake or not.”

He adjusted his weight on the mattress and creaked the foundation of the bed. His upper body leaned forward, looming over you, close enough to have the tip of his nose graze with yours, your bated breaths mingled, and your eyes met in an unspoken way like that night: intense and undeniable. Leaving you to be utterly putty in his hands. Just like you were scared you’d be.

“Is that okay?” he quietly asked.

You didn’t move, basking in the subtle, lingering smell of whiskey with the sweetest notes of apple on his breath as it wafted into your nose, feeling it tear down your defenses. Eyes glued to his lips, quivering as they were, atoms away from yours, and all your hope of going back to the way things were before the kiss—the relatively normal things, if there were any—seemed lost. Yet, you couldn’t find a single ounce of remorse as your chest heaved, instead thinking about all the ways that night might’ve gone had he not lost consciousness.

With the lingering self-preservation you had, you had one thing left to ask him, hoping it would direct him in the logical path that you weren’t willing to take on your own volition. “You’re still a little buzzed, aren’t you?”

His hand reached toward you to thumb over your features and landed on your mouth, gently brushing the corner of your lips, showing dry residuals of drool, showing proof of good sleep. “No. I couldn’t be more sober,” he softly answered, and he closed the gap.

Mingyu relived the details of that night as every little nerve of his body twitched with recognition, claiming you with every fiber of his being and rejoicing as you reciprocated, letting your mouths move in sync. The softness of your hair, the plushness of your lips, the scent of your skin. He wanted to etch you to every part of his body so he could fear you even if you weren’t near. You felt that amazing.

In a brief moment of clarity, you tugged him off by his collar, looking at him through an intoxicated, half-lidded gaze. “We can’t go back to the way things were before this,” you warned weakly.

“I don't want it to,” he replied, reconnecting your lips hungrily.

Your hands clasped over his face, mouths stopping just in front of each other and breathing each other's air. “I’ll be extra strict and mean to you at work to make up for all of this,” you warned, breathlessly.

He smiled against your lips. “I’ll survive.”

Warmth pooled in your stomach as you chased after his pace, pulling him flush back against you. His hands trailed down your body, claiming your waist before startling you as he had you straddle him while he leaned against the headboard. You momentarily broke apart with a gasp, adjusting to the rush of adrenaline before seeing you share a smile and close the distance again.

His hands felt for the silk of your top, smoothing over your backside, and melted at the sweetest sounds leaving your lips, sensing how warm they made his ears. Addicted to the cacophony, he found his lips peppering kisses over your collarbone, seeking more as he nipped at your skin, and pleased hearing your voice grow louder in his ears as he trailed up your neck to mouth over your throat.

As moans slipped through your swollen lips, you ran your hands beneath his shirt to feel his skin burn against your palms like a furnace, clawing against his taut frame. Soon, your path fell south, letting your digits undress the same shirt you helped dress that evening and set it on the bed, letting his sweltering, bare upper body embrace you as you traced every line and curve of him until you could draw him from memory. You started to slowly grind on his lap, feeling his groin brush against you as his bulge grew in response. 

He let out a throaty moan, savoring the fervor of your hips enthusiastically using him for your pleasure, swelling his heart with pride as the arousal in his pants strained against the seams. His eyes fluttered in and out of focus. Licking his lips, he filled his hands with your hips, guiding them over his bulging size, listening to the mewls ebbing out of your lips as he harshly pressed you into him, letting the friction send you on an addictive high.

You dug the pads of your fingers into his shoulders, your breath tickling his ears. “Gyu…”

His jaw slowly dropped, propping his legs to kneel you closer. “Oh my gosh, never stop calling that; I’ll make it my ringtone.”

“You’re so cute…”

Finding his hands, you took them under your shirt, letting him touch your lower back before they crawled up your sides and cupped the underside of your breasts. You guided him to rub against you, letting the balls of his palms perk up your tight peaks before he regained control and decided to flick his thumbs over them, reeling at how you jumped at the sensation. Softly giggling, he looked up at you through his lashes before helping the shirt off your head, exposing your torso, and sighed in awe. “Damn.”

“Shut up,” you quietly laughed, combing through his hair and watching him lower his head. 

His lips wrapped around one stiff bud, sucking and coating it with the inside of his mouth and tracing it in circles while giving the other tasteful pinches, lewdly looking at you for approval and was pleased to feel the twitches in his lap as much as he was to hear the whines entering his ears. His hips were softly pistoned up inside you as his presence just grew bigger, rubbing against your slit and pressing against your clit, making him impossible to ignore. There wasn’t a single thing otherwise telling you that you should have him right here right now.

“I need you. Do you have a condom?”

He froze, visibly swallowing before shaking his head. 

“It’s okay. I should have one.” Just as you were about to reach for it in your purse, he held onto you, and you sensed some extent of hesitation, something clearly on his mind. “What’s wrong?”

“I…I’ve been close maybe as many times as I can count on a single hand, but I’ve never had sex up until now,” he quietly admitted.

You’re slightly shocked, as expected, but not thrown off by the new information. Instead, you drew closer, holding him by the nape of his neck reassuringly, and softly kissed up his jaw. “Did you want to avoid that today and keep doing this? I don’t mind.”

He shook his head, grinning, halting your kisses by cupping your face in his hands. “God, no, just…I don’t know if I’m not as talented as previous people you’ve been with.”

“Gyu,” you said softly nuzzling into his palm, making him overtly melt, “I’m not expecting perfect; sex hardly ever is—”

“But I’m trying to prove I’m not a mistake, aren’t I?” He asked, tenderly caressing your chin. “I don’t know if I’m as talented as them, but I’ll do everything in my power to make sure there’s a smile on your face in the end.”

You nodded, grinning, kissing your forehead against his. “Okay. Give me all you got.”

Slowly, every article of clothing that remained was disposed of like its predecessors, lingering elsewhere as you joined together harmoniously, filling gaps with the contours of your bodies. You nestled his thigh between your legs, grinding against him, causing the juices of your core to coat his taut muscle. Wedged between you was his cock, standing at attention and pressing against your stomach as you stroked him from the base, feeling him growing firmer in your grasp.

“So hard…” you said, gazing back up at him.

“Because of you…” He earnestly admitted with flushed cheeks.

You softly chuckled, “You spoil me, baby.”

You gently pushed him until he’d settled on his back, resting his head on the headboard as you threw your leg to bracket his sides and claim his lap, grinning in a reminder of the night before. “Feeling sleepy yet?”

He whined, taking your hand as you sat on top of his thighs. “I’m not. I promise you.”

“Okay,” you replied softly, thumbing over the slit on the tip. “I think I can confirm you’re awake.”

“How long are you going to tease me?” he pouted, caressing your sides.

You leaned down to meet his lips in a slow, sensual lip lock, undulating his shaft harshly and thumbing over a thick vein, hearing him take a sharp inhale. “Until I stop finding you cute.”

“Never?” He resounded playfully with wide eyes to only steal another kiss, your answer now wrapped around his tongue as it pressed against yours.

You softly chuckled, pushing him away to tear the wrapper open before pulling the rubber over him and securing it in place, seeing his pupils shake back at you with anticipation. “Are you feeling okay about this?” You quietly asked.

A wide smile stretched over his cheeks. “I've never been more sure of anything than I am of you.”

Hovering over him, tracing the curve over your slit, feeling your heart fluttering at his overt adoration, gushing at his blind devotion towards you, making your core throb at the sight. “Why are you so sweet all the time?” You softly cooed.

Feet planted against the bed, you sank down on him before he could answer, feeling him fill you up as your slick walls squeezed around his girth. Your jaw dropped as you had to adjust to his size, leveraging the tautness of his abdomen to hold you up and control your intake as you slowly eased down, tension coiling in your stomach.

“You’re big like I thought you’d be, but fuck,” You leaned forward, backing into him as only a fraction of him penetrated you, gasping as you felt him stretch you out even more, the deeper you pushed him inside. “Shit, Mingyu…”

“Am I hurting you?” He asked in concern, holding you up by your waist.

“A little, but it’s still manageable, just making me fuller than I’m used to,” you chuckled, pressing your hands over his chest. “Didn’t get all of you yet, though, fuck.”

He stroked over your sides, gently massaging over your hips. “Take it slow; we’re in no rush, but I just want to say… You feel so good right now, holy shit.”

“Yeah? I haven’t even done anything yet.” You teased, pressing a thumb over a stiff bud, feeling his thighs twitch slightly in response. 

“It’s just… you’re naked on top of me, while I’m inside you, and now you’re touching me. Kind of a fucking dream.”

“Didn’t know you had such a dirty mouth, Gyu,” you teased in a breath of a moan, easing lower, “tell me more about this dream, and don’t leave out any details.”

He softly sighed, his eyes gently drooping as your fingers played with his nipples, rolling them between your thumb and index finger, and you rolled your hips. “Just like this, the way you’re riding me, teasing me…looking at me like you might eat me.”

Licking your lips, you tweaked them harder, listening to his moans grow louder as you sank down deeper, clenching tighter around him as your lips dropped in a low groan. “Like that baby? ” Or—"you bent down to drag your tongue between a smile and against his erect buds, drawing circles, “like that?”

You felt him tremble under you, unearthing a sharp thrust from below that steals your gasp, “Fuck, yes,” he managed to garble, “Like that. Mmm, suck on them for me, please.” 

Curling your lips, you drew them in your mouth, alternating between both as you bounced harder on his lap. Then, without warning, skin clashed in rough slams as his thrust came in conflict, pounding up into you in full bursts. Vision falling back to your head, your tongue dangled out of your mouth as a ribbon of saliva fell from your lips to his buds, feeling his brush against your depths, releasing an immeasurable pain that would dissolve pure ecstasy, so pure that it’d ceased your words.

“Oh my god, Gyu…” Well, almost all your words.

Pulling his bottom lip through his teeth, Mingyu pushed you up straight and puppeted you on his lap by your hips into a gentle bounce, watching the curve of your breasts fall with him and gravity. At the same time, his thrusts found their rhythm, taking your blossoming walls and meeting them halfway, pistoning in you as you bounced on his cock, prolonging that sensation and hitting it over and over again.

“God, you’re beautiful.” 

You gave him a drunken smile, letting your hand fall limp over his chest. You felt your body close to giving out from the way he used you, slowly draining every ounce of energy left in you as your cheeks stung from the impact of his slams. You were in bliss. You never wanted it to end. “Mingyu, baby—“

It was then he squeezed your breasts, pinching your nipples between his knuckles as he softly rolled up into you, ebbing your pretty whines and writhing thighs as your legs gave out, falling limp as your knees pushed into the mattress and grinded your clit against his groin.

“Fuck…when you call me that.” His hips hastened, bucking up into sharper snaps as they grew more desperate and needy. The sounds of your ache left your lips in a clipped echo while you dug your nails into his sides to adhere yourself to him, bracing for impact. “I’m so close, shit, not right now…” He groaned.

“Baby—”

“Fuck, why do you do this to me—“ You crashed your lips together, letting his gripe die on them as you traced the inside of his mouth and let yourselves get lost in the heat of oncoming fire kindling between your bodies. 

The rest of the night ended when you tired yourselves to the point of fatigue. Voices blended, hands joined, bodies trembled, and hearts intertwined like they were meant to. And much like how the night Mingyu drank his inhibitions away, how the sex ended was also a blur, but the emotions tying them all together weren’t. 

It wasn’t something either of you could ignore anymore, and you realized that the way you felt for one another was more than what could be said for two coworkers. So, after having sex to the point of exhaustion, you both agreed things would have to change, but how they’d change would be decided for another day. And soon, sleep took over you both, and unconsciously you waited for the sun to rise in the morning in the comfort of the disarranged hotel sheets and each other's arms.

[princessleechan]

Putting the final pieces together for Special Treatment and omg I can’t believe it’s ending this week 😭 I know I said I was ending it early, but it feels too soon.