#( ♕ if there's a light at the end it's just the sun in your eyes. ) alt. / freya.

[wongyuseokie]

Ugh! As If! | w.j.h

Summary: Your boyfriend decided to take you into a drive-in movie for date night. Only problem? He looks scrumptious, and now your task is to ensure he knows just how good he looks without the others knowing.

☆ 18+ minors dni |☀︎fluff | ♕ smut |  ♥ completed works

Word Count: 1046 words

Pairings: Wen Junhui x Female Reader

Genre/Trope(s)/AUs: Established Relationship, PWP. Fluff and smut Content Warnings: Mentions of food, car sex

Smut Warnings: Car sex. Unprotected sex (don’t do this irl), fingering, creampie. I think that’s it. Orgasms, and pretty tame stuff. 

Author's Note 1: This is written for the Now That's a 90s collab hosted by the lovely @beomcoups. Do check out the rest of the masterlist as the work is amazing!! Author's Note 2: Thank you so much to my lovely betas @gyupremacy and @here4kpopfics! I adore ya both dearly ❤️

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As the sun begins its descent, you hear a familiar sound outside your window—a soft purring that announces Jun's arrival in his vintage convertible. As you finish your last-minute touches, your heart flutters with anticipation, adjusting your outfit in the mirror. You've opted for that 90s flair—high-waisted jeans paired with a cropped sweater and scrunchie adorning your hair.

Stepping outside, you see Jun leaning against the car, his grin widening as he sees you. He's gone all out, sporting a retro bomber jacket and faded jeans, completing the look with a pair of round sunglasses.

"Hey there, Y/N," he says, opening the car door for you with a flourish.

"Jun, you look so cute!" you exclaim, giggling as you slide into the passenger seat.

"Only the best for our Clueless date night," he replies, a playful glint in his eye.

The drive to the drive-in is accompanied by nostalgic tunes blasting from the car stereo, both of you singing along to the iconic hits of the era. Jun navigates the streets quickly, occasionally stealing glances at you, his warm and affectionate smile.

As you pull into the drive-in, rows of cars are already parked, and the atmosphere buzzes with excitement. Jun finds a prime spot near the back, ensuring an unobstructed view of the giant screen.

With the engine off and the night sky above, the air feels electric with anticipation. Jun reaches behind the seat, producing a basket filled with an assortment of snacks—popcorn, candies, and soda.

"Thought we might need some fuel for this cinematic adventure," he chuckles, handing you the popcorn.

You settle in, the comfort of the car cocooning you both. The screen flickers to life, and the vibrant world of Clueless unfolds before you. You laugh together at Cher's antics, exchanging knowing glances during the classic lines.

You sit at the far end of the parking lot. It's dark, and the movie starts soon, but that's the least of your concerns. Jun's car is like another world where the two of you can be alone and do whatever you want.

He spreads a blanket on the backseat of his car and scoots over so that you can join him. As you settle in, the car shifts beneath you, and you gently run a hand across his clean-shaven cheek in anticipation of the night ahead.

���​You lean in close to Jun, lightly grazing your nose against his. His eyes flicker as he takes in your scent, and you can feel the electricity between you. Your lips hover above his; you can feel the warmth radiating between you, and your heart thuds in anticipation. You gently kiss his lips and pull away, letting your eyes lock with his in an intimate gaze.

The drive-in movie screen provides the perfect backdrop for the seduction between you and Jun. The soft light of the full moon illuminates your skin as if the stars were made just to caress your body.

Your fingers trace his face, letting him know how much you need him in the silence between you. Every nerve in your body is alive, and the air around you is electric. You can feel Jun's heart beating against your chest as you move closer, your lips only centimetres away from his.

On instinct, your tongues dart into each other's mouths, exploring each other's taste. Jun's hands roam over your body, sending shivers up your spine as your fingers nimbly pull his shirt over his head.

You and Jun spend the rest of the evening locked in each other's embrace, the movie soundtrack providing the perfect backdrop to your symphony.

Jun leans in once again and kisses you deeply, his tongue finding its way into your mouth almost instinctively. You gasp in pleasure as you allow yourself to be swept away into a state of bliss.

Your hands explore each other's bodies, exploring, learning, and refining what you know of each other. You unbutton Jun's shirt as he slides his hand up your thigh, your legs parting instinctively.

Jun slides his fingers beneath the waistband of your jeans, and your breathing quickens as you feel his touch trace circles around your navel. You reach down and grasp his arousal through his jeans, stroking along the length and eliciting a deep groan. His head falls back against the seat with pleasure, and you continue to caress him as the heat builds between you.

You bite your lip as Jun pulls gently at your jeans, teasing you with what's to come. When the denim slides off your hips, he reaches down with a hand, tracing patterns up your torso as his other hand plays with your nipples. Your body pulses under his touch, and your stomach contracts with anticipation.

Jun slides himself over you, pushing his hard cock between your parted legs as his hand slides down your back and cups your ass. You wrap your legs around him, knowing that you can no longer contain your desire for him.

He thrusts hard, filling you and causing your breath to come out in shuddering gasps. He grinds against your clitoris, giving you pleasure with each movement of his hips. You gasp as pleasure courses through your body, and you dig your nails into his back, urging him on.

He slides his hand down to wrap around your back, pushing you closer as you feel the pressure build inside of you. You grip onto him desperately as his lips find yours, tasting every inch of your mouth in a passionate kiss.

Your body trembles as you reach your peak, your breathing coming out in desperate gasps as you cry out in pleasure. Jun follows soon after, your movements gradually slowing as the intensity subsides.

You lay in the backseat of the car, panting softly as you let the waves of pleasure wash over you. Jun wraps his arms around you as he catches his breath, his forehead resting against yours as you two lay in a blissful embrace.

The dim lights from the lot reflect off the glass, providing a muted glow that seems to envelop the two of you. As the movie starts, you can't help but smile in satisfaction at the night you shared with Jun.

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@phantasmaw continued from [here]

〈 ♕ * 〉 ┊  A shiver runs down the prince’s spine as ebony teeth brush against prickling skin. How traitorous his mind is, to conjure up sensations that prey on his yearning for something aside his own company. His body, though, is even more traitorous, with how it leans in, unbidden, to chase the infinitesimal contact. The frown on his lips deepens.       “On my mind…” he repeats, a whisper almost lost to the crackling of the fire in the hearth across the room– fire that does nothing to stave off the chill that’s been draped over his shoulders ever since he had acknowledged this most insistent hallucination. A humorless chuckle falls from his lips. “Wouldn’t you already know?” 

      With this, he turns in his chair to fully face the apparition. Long lashes hang low over half-closed eyes, giving off a sleepy, perhaps even bored countenance. But inside Visal’s chest, his heart trips and falls somewhere down into the very dredges of his ribcage. What a monstrous thing. All dark coils and smoky edges, he’s not entirely sure where they begin and where the smudged shadows of the study end. His gaze flicks up towards the the twin flames of violet sitting far back in the skull’s eye sockets. Once long ago, during the earliest days following his conception, an elder of the Qwythaerian courts had told him stories about the long-lost sun. Her words had painted a vivid picture of a light so bright it would burn its image into the eyes of whoever looked directly into it. At the time, he hadn’t understood. After all, he had nothing to draw comparison to in this dying world swaddled by eternal dusk. But now? Now he thinks, as he stares into the violet light, he might finally understand what that long-dead elder was talking about. 

       The longer he stares, the more his eyes sting. The corners of his vision waver. Another voice murmurs urgently into his ear, begging the chimerical prince to be cautious and clever. His jaw tightens.“I won’t believe a word of it. I can’t believe a word of it.” Visal sets the pen down on the now-forgotten diagram he had been in the middle of inking in. He pushes the chair back, stands, and steps forward. Just one step, and it’s still far closer than he’s ever willingly gotten to the being. He redirects his heavy-lidded gaze to the creature’s row of teeth. “…How about this, then. I’ll tell you something, you tell me something. Anything. Frankly, I’m tired of what I already know.”

Well, well, well weren't they being thoroughly spoilt tonight. Not only was the prince speaking to the god, but now they were getting full-on acknowledgement, with eye contact! Even the usual fight he had in him seemed to be dwindling. It amused the entity greatly.

"Ah, you humour me."

If their skull had allowed them to smile, they would have been positively beaming, instead those glowing orbs scrunched up into crescents, showing their companion just how pleased they were at this turn of events.

"Alright, tell me one of your secrets and in return, I will tell you one of my own. It is a good, fair trade."

With the man now closer than he had ever been before the creature finds themselves gravitating towards him, their clawed hands reaching out to cup his cheek. Instead of a kind gesture though it comes off much more alarming. Their flesh not meeting his own but their claws curling around him like harsh bars on a cage.

"In fact, if you tell me something I deem interesting I shall tell you a story, doesn't that sweeten things?"