#2pm junk smut

[promisesox]

ADTOY | Junsu (M)

You made yourself right at home whenever you came by Junsu's house. It had a nice aesthetic feel of warm cream and earthy accents that inspired you to want to decorate your own spot the same way. The place represented Junsu perfectly just as the type of person he was, which was absolutely perfect.

Junsu owned his own accounting company, one of the growing richest people in the state. Among managing his stocks and brand of the company he was also a young bachelor who loved parties and coffee shops.

He also had a keen interest in you, meeting you in said favorite places. Both of your eyes met and sparks flew everywhere. He bought you a drink and the two of you hit it off instantly before falling into the relationship you had now.

You didn’t meet him in a coffee shop.

You loved all the extravagant dates he took you on but not so much the occasional pop ups without notice. He had instantly fallen for you, and wanted to be something even more than the boundaries you had set. You felt bad for crossing those lines with him, letting him get the wrong idea every time you teased him a bit.

Junsu was sugar daddy material, but just as soft as a teddy bear. That was proven by the way he dominantly and thoroughly fucked you to dotting on you every chance you would let him.

He loved grabbing hold of your ass and slamming you down on his cock, especially when you were riding him backwards. Or the way he would tie your hands back and tease you with the tip of his cock playing with your clit as you begged him to put it in. He loved that just as much as buying you new jewelry or treating you to an occasional trip to the spa.

In the Bahamas.

His condo was a bit overly big to be called a condo honestly, as you searched the many rooms in search for him. You finally found him in his study, eyes glued to the many sheets cluttered about on the coffee table beside the couch he sat on.

A giddy smile covered your face as you skidded your way over to him and allowed your arms to wrap around his neck from the back and sink your face in between to get a whiff of your favorite cologne on him before peppering kisses along his left cheek and down to his neck.

“Hello, boo bear.” You greeted as his body shook with a chuckle.

“Had a nice shower?” He asked, his deep voice vibrating into your ears and warming you up inside.

“As always.” You noted how much you loved his bathroom too. “What are you doing?”

“Approving some documents. All be done soon.” He assured softly with a hint of tiredness in his voice. You felt bad for him, all these expenses didn’t come without hard work which you noticed first hand with how much he worked non-stop to make sure he could take care of himself and as he’s been proving, you as well. It made a naughty idea pop into your head as you littered the last bit of kisses by his ear before whispering in it.

“Take your time, love.”

You released your arms from around him and moved away to walk around to his side where he was sitting on the nude brown couch. You sunk to your knees before pushing the table back a bit from him to make room for yourself.

“Now what are you doing?” He asked, curiosity in his voice as you crawled over on all fours to the legs that were being uncrossed. A naughty smile graced your face as you let your hands slide up his jeans to slip underneath his shirt.

Junsu hissed from the cool touch of your hands on his bare skin that quickly warmed up as you pushed yourself closer to be in between his legs. You reached up to take his lips with yours, passionately tasting the lips that had claim over you. You wanted to reward him for fucking you so well the night prior, unbuttoning the single button on his jeans before pulling down the zipper.

“Keep working.” You breathed against his lips as you worked his jeans to go down his thighs. You almost shivered with the palming of his growing hardness that you released from his underpants. You were always taken by surprise with Junsu’s size for you never expected him to be so...how to put it...full?

With one last kiss on his lips you licked your own before falling back onto your knees and setting to work making sure his eyes were on you when your tongue made a long, slow lick up on the underside of his cock.

You loved when you were able to coax out that look on his face - mouth dropped open and eyelids drooping over his growing dark eyes. You rested a hand on his thigh as the other gripped his hardness before you let your mouth come down on him, sucking on the tip before pushing more of him into your throat.

You felt a burning sensation when he hit the back of your throat but you held him there before letting up with a cough. Saliva trickled down his dick that you used as lubricant to beat with, watching his head fall back on the couch and a groan emitted from his throat. An airy moan escaped him as well when he felt your tongue back on him, kitten licks against his tip as you continued to beat his dick with your hand.

You enjoyed watching him like this for once, watching him unfold into a sexually frustrated mess with your insistent teasing.

You let up for just a moment, wrapping your lips back around him and letting your tongue swirl around his cock before you begin bobbing your head. You even let him slip his hand into your hair, encouraging scratches to your scalp as you continued to listen to the deep sound of his moans he released. You made a noise of disappointment when you felt that familiar grip of his hand gathering your hair up into a ponytail.

You released him with a pop in which he let go of the hold he had of your hair as both lustful eyes met.

“Remember, you’re supposed to be finishing up your work.” You tsked with a purse of your lips and kissed the tip of his cock. You began to feel the warmth pooling in the pit of your stomach when he gave you that look of absolute fucked out pouting, his hands coming up to hold your face. A thumb swiped against your lower lip as the other grazed your cheek, both needy hands insisting your mouth to come back down on him.

“Now you know I can’t do that.” He almost growled when you teased him again with a lazy lick to his hot dick, tasting the familiar saltiness as you sucked him between your lips.

His hips began to roll up to put more of him into your mouth,your hands pushing against his thighs as you giggled. “You like that?”

“I’m so close, baby.”

Even you had enough of your own teasing, your mouth working him again as you bobbed your head up and down. You squeezed your eyes shut as he continuously hit the back of your throat. Slurs of curse words and encouraging pet names left his mouth as you brought him closer, hands settling back into your scalp and making a mess of your hair. He helped you out with a slight push of your head every time you went down, humming around his cock as he cursed out loudly.

Warm, creamy saltiness filled your mouth as you swallowed it down, letting his hips buck and his hands keep your head still. The moan of your name was music to your ears, rubbing his thighs tenderly before he slowly began to release his hold on you.

You made sure to lick your lips clean when your mouth was off of him, needy lips on yours as his hands wrapped around you to pull you into his lap.

Your noise of surprise was replaced with a moan of his name as you felt fingers tenderly rubbed at your clothed clit. You didn’t bother stopping him, giving him more room as you opened your legs up for him and straddled him on the couch.

“You should already know i’m going to need more than that.” Junsu rasped into your ear, making you whimper as your hands trembled on his shoulders as you came embarrassingly close to already climaxing the way his fingers worked you. You gave him a pleading look even though you knew your request was futile.

“Just please don’t tease.”

[chanheeinc]

Requested : 2PM’s Junho! NSFW, dom, keep his bratty nature, would be better if friends having sudden hots for each other. maybe something in this line. But if you don't want any of these, feel free to change it upto the way you comfortable

- I haven’t written smut before so I hope this will be okay -

TW/CW: Smut, Mature, Strong-ish Language

Lee Junho is your biggest threat and closest friend. You spend at least five hours on the phone each night, even after he had busy schedule. 2PM have always called you two the old married couple, Junho usually whines until they apologize or run out the room. You two have been inseparable for years, everyone jokingly says that you are the only person that knows what’s going on in his evil little head. That was true, until a few hours ago.

Junho came over to yours for your weekly movie night, a special night for the two of you to watch an incredibly bad movie while eating junk food. Junho came over in the required wardrobe, sweatpants and a comfy tee, smiling at you as he skipped in holding two bags full of your favorite chips and drinks. You can’t help but to let your eyes linger on his arms, flexing as they hold the weight of the goods. He gives you a quick kiss on the forehead, hesitating a second longer than his usual motion. He started kissing you because it drove you insane, the brat, now it doesn’t bother you at much but he still does it. Maybe out of habit, maybe out of something you never predicted he’d feel also.

He plops down on the couch shoving the pillows you set out on the floor. You sigh, even after countless times of telling him not to do that, he continues to. You sit next to him , picking up the pillows on the way. He smiles, putting some popcorn In his mouth. It’s his turn to pick the movie.

“Your turn, what’s your pick?” You hand him the remote.

“I was thinking Twilight.” He smiles to himself.

“Are you trying to say my favorite movie is bad?” He laughs at you. “Never mind, you don’t get to pick this week.”

He hands over the remote surprisingly, you pick some crappy B-movie vampire romance movie in place of his choice. You catch him glancing at you, more than once. You’ve seen him like this, he usually does it right before he does something to make you question why you even tolerate him at times. His stupid pranks always got him in trouble. By the third time you pause the movie to face him.

“Whatever you are up to stop it.” You put a finger up as a warning, he sinks down on the couch to sulk.

“I’m not up to anything!” He bites your finger.

“Hey! Let go dickhead!” You scream.

“Make me,” His voice is muffled by your finger, but the tone makes your cheeks instantly heat up.

Two simple words have your brain racing. What does he mean? Does he like me too? Does he want me like I want him? Am I taking to long to do something?

He looks up at you with his beautiful brown eyes. Your heart starts beating louder and louder until you are sure the neighbors can hear it. He smiles at your flushed face, slowly releasing his mouth from your finger. He pulls your hand to his heart, it’s racing even faster than yours.

“I want you.” You blurt out like you’re possessed.

“Touch me.” His voice suddenly demanding, something you weren’t prepared to hear.

You move to your knees quickly, hands in a rush to pull down his sweatpants. You take a moment to met his eyes, he’s looking at you expectingly, throwing in a quick wink, brat. You pull down his underwear, dick springing out. You take his large member into your hand, slowly going up and down. You lick his head, looking up quickly to make sure he is enjoying himself, don’t worry he is.

You can’t fit all of him into your mouth, your hands end up doing most of the work. He grabs your hair, pulling it when he feels feels like it. He pulls you off eventually pulling you to his lips. His kisses are everything you’ve imagined, his moans are even better. He pulls off your shirt, you thank the universe for the fact you had to wear your cute panty and bra set today since the laundromat was closed. You pull off his shirt taking a moment to admire his body, he also takes that moment to admire yours.

“Here or the bedroom?” He kisses your neck.

“Anywhere you can fuck me.” You grind your hips.

He throws you on your back on the couch you lift up your legs as he takes your panties and sweatpants off in one motion. Too bad he didn’t see the cute underwear that matches your bra. His hands glide over your thighs, getting close to your desired spot. His hands stop just before, smiling as you grown obviously frustrated. He leans down to kiss you, reaching to your back to unclasp your bra. Then there you are, two completely naked best friends, five seconds from having the best sex of their lives.

“Condoms are in the nightstand of my bed.” You point.

“Okay baby,” he kisses you. “Wait for me, I don’t want to miss the movie.” He winks

Part two?

[sapiowoman28]

Chaos Part 2: Cool? How?

Pairing: Haechan x Ally Noona

Genre: friends to lovers au, smut, fluff

Warning: Mentions of sex, but there’s no smut in this part.

Tags: @nctlover94

Note: pls read the rewritten part 1 first

Except for Renjun, they all woke up with hangovers the next day.

“Ha! You fools!” Renjun wriggled his finger judgingly at all of them looking miserable at 2pm in the afternoon, after their next door neighbour decided Saturday was the perfect day to drill stuff into his walls, waking all of them up.

“I can’t believe he’s still drilling!” Haechan whined. “I feel like my head is getting drilled!”

“Next time don’t drink so much!” Renjun nagged.

“What’s a party with no alcohol?” Jaemin pouted. “You need to get as much booze in your system to have the maximum amount of fun.”

“I don’t think having to watch Hendery and Lucas running naked across the lawn counts as fun.” Rejun huffed.

“Oh come on! I won $100 from Yang Yang for being able to convince them to do that in less than 10 minutes!” Haechan protested.

“Mark looked so traumatised,” Jaemin’s girlfriend chuckled as she attempted to stuff some pizza into her mouth.

“Not as traumatised as when he found me in his bed naked with a hot older woman,” Haechan wriggled his eyebrows.

Renjun slapped the back of his head.

“Ow!” Haechan shoved Renjun. “What the hell?”

“I don’t want to know the details, Haechan,” Renjun huffed.

“But I do!” Jaemin’s girlfriend grinned. Jaemin nodded and Renjun looked esaperatedly at them.

“Nothing happened. We had sex. We cuddled. Mark found us when he came to get his expensive bottle of whiskey and threw us out of his room.” Haechan shrugged. “Then she went to hang with her friends and Yang Yang and I thought of something fun to do. And that’s how you saw Lucas and Hendery naked.”

Renjun shook his head.

“Speaking of which, have you asked Yang Yang if he’d like to move in with us? We need to find someone for the spare room you know.” Jaemin said.

Haechan let out a dramatic sigh.

“He refuses to live in the same house as you!” he said dramatically, pointing to Jaemin’s girlfriend, who shrugged. It wasn’t surprising since she once dated Yang Yang but dumped him for Lucas. This was all before she dated Jaemin.

“I’m sure we’ll find someone.” Jaemin said.

“We might even have 2 empty rooms if Jeno keeps staying with his girlfriend.” Renjun sighed.

“If my girlfriend had a house like hers I’d stay there too instead of this junk of a place.” Haechan gesticulated to their crammed abode. “One day, I’ll make so much money, I’ll buy a house we ALL can stay in.”

The guys groaned, having heard this one too many times from Haechan.

“What? Don’t you want to become rich? There’d be so many things you can buy. The cars you could drive, the holidays you could go on...” Haechan defended himself.

“I don’t know about you. But I think you’re still high from the alcohol yesterday.” Jaemin said.

“Surprise!” Haechan said excitedly, uncovering Ally’s eyes.

She looked at the car before her, gleaming in the sunlight, looking all polished and new.

“Wow,” she said. “I didn’t know.”

“Didn’t know what?” he asked.

“That you raced.” she smiled looking at him.

“I don’t.”

“Then why do you need an expensive sports car?” she asked as they got into the car.

Haechan shrugged. “It’s cool i guess?”

“Cool? How? To whom?” she looked at him almost challengingly now.

For once, Haechan had no answers.

“Cool to me.” he finally said as he started the engine. “I want to be proud of what I drive.”

“But you’re still a student. How are you going to pay the car loans?” she asked, increasingly concerned.

“I got some money from investing.”

She almost heaved a sigh of relief. “So the car is fully paid?”

“I got enough for the downpayment and 3 months of instalments.”

She turned to him in shock.

“Haechan! You have to return this car! You can’t afford it!”

“But I’ll lose the down payment!” he whined.

“You can’t afford it!” she repeated, frowning. This date was sure taking a wrong turn.

“I’ll figure something out.”

“Like what?”

“Noona, trust me!” he pouted. She turned to look out the window, in a bit to be more measured with her words. He started to panic slightly. This wasn’t going well.

“You’re upset.” he said, softly.

“I’m not.” she said, equally gently, turning to look at him.. “I’m just… really disappointed.”

He was silent, focussing on the road, taking a right turn into the lane that would bring them to the beach. He really didn’t know what to say.

“Listen.” he finally said. “If you’ve changed your mind about getting to know me, I can understand. I can drop you off back home…”

She sighed, covering his mouth.

“Are you always this dramatic? I still want to know you even though you clearly have no clue what you’re doing with your money.”

He relaxed, wriggling his eyebrows. “You can’t resist this handsome face, can you?”

She burst out laughing.

They watched the sunset together. She made him feel relaxed. She asked him about college, about his family, about his life. He told her as much as he could. Occasionally she dropped little nuggets of information about herself, and he couldn’t believe how much in common they had. The strict upbringing. The rules they had to adhere to as children of religious parents.. The fun they had secretly with their friends. Their lives now.

“I don’t want to be an ordinary person,” Haechan said. “I want to be someone different. Someone people look up to.”

She chuckled.

“What about you, Noona?”

“I just want to live.” she said rather cryptically. He wanted to ask her what she meant, but her phone rang.

“My housemate forgot her house keys.” she said. “I need to go back.”

“Will you go out with me again?”

“I would like that.” she said, smiling. “I want to know everything about you.”

“The funny thing is,” he said, as he touched her cheek. “I feel as if I’ve known you forever.”

The news that Haechan and Ally were dating spread like wildfire, mostly because Haechan insisted on clinging on to her like a love sick puppy. Well, he was mostly there by her side to tease her, but it was also obvious that he had a huge crush on her. And because she was older than him some people found it entertaining to talk about.it. Yang Yang even started taking bets on how long it’d be before Ally would get sick of Haechan’s nonsense and start avoiding him.

“The thing is,” Jeno’s girlfriend May said. “They’re kind of cute together.”

“Oh come on! Haechan has the attention span of a 5 year old!” Renjun huffed. “I’m worried about her getting hurt.”

“I think you should worry about Haechan first. The thing with that car. What was he thinking?” Jeno shook his head. “Someone needs to talk some sense into him.”

“You know,” Jaemin grinned. “I think we found the right person to speak to him.”

They watched as Ally came into the cafeteria with Haechan in tow, teasing her about something she wasn’t very amused about. She glared at him and he smiled sweetly at her, before crushing her in an embrace.

“I feel so sorry for her.” Jeno muttered.

“Me too.” Renjun agreed.

“You guys don’t know what you’re talking about! I see a match made in heaven right there,” May said, clapping her hands.

She was working on her final year project when he visited her in the art studio. She looked happy to see him and got up immediately to plant a kiss on his cheek, since her coursemates had taken a break to go get some snacks and she was alone in the studio for the next 20 minutes at least.

Haechan looked at the painting she was working on. This was just a trial, to see if what she planned would come out good. If it worked, she was going to start on her piece next week.

“It’s beautiful,” he gasped.

“Thanks. I might make some tweaks.” she said, accessing her own work with a critical eye. “I don’t think it’s good enough.”

“What’s good enough?” he asked, clearly not agreeing with her.

She had no answers for him.

“I just feel...it’s not great.” she explained. “I pale in comparison with some of the rest.”

“Noona, what you feel isn’t necessarily reality. You keep saying you’re not good at art. In fact, you said it 3 times in the week I’ve known you. But I know a lot of people like Renjun who think you’re really talented.”

“Haechan…” she sighed. “You don’t understand.”

“What don’t I understand?” Haechan asked.

“I need to keep striving for perfection or I’ll never improve.” she said. “And I really need to do well enough for post grad.”

“Maybe there is a different way to strive for excellence.” he shrugged. “I have to go now. I have a lecture. Think about it, ok?”

She nodded her head, watching him leave after planting a kiss on her forehead. Perhaps he was right. Perhaps she needed a new perspective on things. The past year had been a struggle. She never told anyone. And she was surprised Haechen noticed within a week..

When she first saw him across the room at the party, she could tell he was a smart and lively guy, and despite his initial awkwardness, he was turning out who she expected him to be, perhaps even more. Ok, his choice in automobiles was downright stupid. But beyond that, he was a sharp guy, and that made her more and more attracted to him. He noticed little things about her that she herself didn’t even notice, and the way he looked at her when they sometimes had their serious heart to hearts made her melt.

She just hoped she was able to challenge him to think of looking at things differently like how he was challenging her. She was very sure they were in each other’s lives for a reason, and she was excited to see where things would go.