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Yall, the number sixty and nine is flagged as inappropriate on Tumblr!
I'm doing a daily art challenge and the post with that number was hidden for being En-Ess-Eff-Double-You or whatever. It was NOT. It was just a drawing of my OC!
Just letting you know if you innocently sixty and nined it all over your post and have been wondering why it's not getting any likes and reblogs.
This was the post in question for me. I didn't know what the problem was until I changed the number to words.
(pretend there's a rolling eyes emoji here. I'm on my desktop)
#tumblr#inappropriate tags#sixty and nine#don't use the number#use the words#this better not be flagged later#like really tumblr#get better AI#because it's doing a horrible job at detecting actually mistagged inappropriate posts#I aint even gonna put the four-letter acronym here#Tumblr would hide my post again#but yall know what I'm talking about
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knowing i should take a step back from tumblr for my own wellbeing vs. being emotionally attached to this app and the people on it
#tumblr would be tumblr without meâas would the self ship community. itâs silly for me to feel so invested this Thing that is just that:#a Thing. it canât give me the love or care or satisfaction with life that iâm looking for. iâve been hiding on hereâescaping reality.#because itâs fun to live in an imaginary world where iâm everything i want to be. where iâm the main character.#but in doing so iâve been neglecting the ugly parts of my real life; the pain and hurt and harsh realities.#over the past couple months it has become apparent to me that i tend to put too much trust and effort into people#who have neither the capacity nor the desire to reciprocate.#so i just look like a fool in the end. (this isnât about anyone hereâjust a pattern of behavior in general.)#at the end of the day#having thousands of followers on tumblr has no impact on my real life. if anything it makes me feel more isolated than ever.#because itâs yet another arena where i feel like i have to carve out my own space; iâve never been good at taking up space.#anyway i suppose iâll take the weekend away and see how i feel. iâve had a lot of shit happening irl that has been so horribly difficult.#so maybe getting through all of that will help me feel more comfortable on my own blog again.#if you read this all iâm so sorry. iâll prob regret posting my heartfelt thoughts in the future but at this very moment i donât care.#self preservation be damned.#please support ficsforgaza; iâll still be helping aleks over there because itâs one of the few places where i feel useful.#okay iâm done now. iâll see you later. i wish you all so much love and nothing but the best.#tw personal
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#SORRY FOR THE LONG POST I HATE TRYING TO FIGURE OUT WHAT TO INCLUDE đ#its been a while so i thot i would jus do everything . maybe tumblr will hide the text under a see post button or smth#BUT YES i am finally up to DATE on all the new stuff <3#apex#apex legends#valorant#overwatch#vtubers#looking at it all like this is so deranged i have so many thing#(please take some off my hands)#<--- dumbass who wants to make more thing before cons start up again#hoping to add than n meg n maybe more vtubers before melb game expo next month!#and am also confirmed for perth ozcc at the start of april#hope to see u there !! :D#store stuff#RESTOCKING MIRAGE TOTE ALSO FOR THE PERSON WHO ASKED#THANK U AGAIN FOR THE INTEREST <3
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A sizeable chunk of the fanbase (especially those who read the webtoon) seeing Collei in 3.0: aw thank goodness sheâs doing well and even has two dads who are in love :)
Hoyoverse half a year later, writing Cyno and Tighnari into an event that in-game half of Mondstadt considers a loversâ festival: shit shit shit shit shit we have to no-homo this
#edit: STOP LIKING THIS POST. LET IT DIE.#edit cont: tumblr will hide my creative posts from the tags but the comment I donât want to spread gets in immediately. typical :/#????????????#not sure whether to take this at face value#bc there is a very long history of writers pausing mid-story to be like âuhh forget all the chemistry weâve written up to now. obviously#these characters are close because theyâre like ~brothers~ or ~sisters~â and then go back to exactly what they were doing before#and never mentioning that again#so Iâm reserving judgement until I see how things play out in more events#hyv has written characters who are siblings or who consider each other siblings or family before and theyâve been pretty clear about them#from the beginning. kaeyaâs character stories explain that he and diluc are adopted siblings and shenheâs demo before she was even released#says âsurprise! sheâs related to chongyun!â#this tidbit feels way late and honestly reads to me like a retroactive censor dodge. anyway#I played act 1 and was like âoh hee hee cynonari and their daughter collei :)â and then act 2 came along#and re: windblume like. the lore says some celebrate it as a festival of gratitude#and windblume 1 showed it could be a festival for family as well (barbara kaeya and diluc in the montage cutscene)#so I would assume thereâd be enough ambiguity for them like with jeanlisa in windblume 1#but I guess not??#pikaâs ramblings#genshin#genshin impact
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might remake to a new account entirely and change the name i go by
#depresso rant incoming skipp all this if you dont wanna hear it#txt#el/ena might have to become a deadname for lack of a better word sjdhfg#putting the slash because im beyond paranoid now#nothing on this earth is sacred i feel like ive lost the only safe space i had left#would you guys call me some silly name if i asked :-( fuck#shit im so hurt this is the worst#trying to be positive so im not just a huge drag but im so isolated in my real life and as stupid as it sounds#tumblr was becoming a little home id carved out for myself#and i feel like im never going to feel safe here again#but in order to tell you guys about a new blog url ill have to post about it which means they might see it too and uagshfg#and god it doesnt even matter bc my arts out there anyway and a few random 10k+ note posts so theres a chance theyll find me no matter what#and shit i loved so many of my old urls but i cant ever reuse them and i feel like im seriously losing my fucking mind trying to hide#like tumblr and having you guys was the only thing keeping me going through all this shit and it feels like ive lost all of that comfort#this is gonna be the worst fucking birthday ever dude just for that extra cherry on top like i seriously have nothing going for me rn SJDHG#denver and a few lovely mutuals to keep me kicking but oughgf#i feel sick#feel like i need to shower and scrub my soul raw to get this vile ass feeling out#god im sorry to be negative i rlly am i try to keep things cheery round here but im styeadily reaching my limit#and i want to reblog stuff to comfort myself but i dont want to reblog anything in case theyre watching and fuck im so dfjsfgjksfjkgsfkdgh#i could really go for a hug right about now s'all
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Just wanted to say that I have been thinking of you and pre-emptively empathizing with the nonsense you are no doubt being flooded with and the psychic damage it must be causing. Keep stanning the king ignore the weirdos <3
thankg u.,, i feel like ive been trapped in a fuckign . Torture Labyrinth these past coupl days . but. wwe will. We Will Yet Persist onwards w/ our hand on the left wall till we;re either out or at the center i swear 2 fucking GOD,
#talking tag#asks#th pain is forever the Horrors r unending the lack of media comprehension on all sides is Disappointin But Also My Goddamn Life I Guess lol#though i will say ppl in my inbox have actually been.. surprisingly polite overall? if not outright rather kind as a whole. um. post-atsv.#but. god. i have not Talked About so much of that movie because i kind of just.#..ok actually i realize this is gonna sound rude as hell lmao. but. hhaha i Kinda Just. was fool enough to Assume that everbody would yknow#like. Comprehend The Film yk yk yk. since it is a well-written movie that doesnt try to Hide any of what it;s abt? yk?#i come On Here onto tumblr dot bumblr and i make my stupid esoteric gddamn complaints abt 2099 Themes for Me Only so my head doesnt blow up#n silly ol me i really do like earnestly honestly in my Heart think. like. we all saw the same movie. right? mayb thingsll calm down.#but oh oh oh oh oh no no no No No. they do Not calm down they get So Much Worse.#and now hypothetical Internet Strangers might be Passing Judgement bcuz we look like an Apologist 4 assuming Everyone Knew Media Literacy#CHRIST. do people think i think mig was. like. In The Right. in atsv. no ive known he would be Wrong for years dudes.#why do yall think i was so low-key Disappointed he was placed in a role that couldve better suited. like. Superior Spider-Man.#public image. DING-DONGs. man he is Never Going To Be In Movies Again After This Hes An AU SPIDER-MAN FROM THE 90S. LORD!#i had SO MUCH FUN watching atsv!!!!!!!!!!!!!#i dont like the choices it made to put miguel in the situation that it did. Bizarre Thematic Changes to 2099 that Only I Care Abt. but like#that is SUCH a fuckin SMALL and insanely autistic nitpick like i earnestly loved the hell out of the film and its mig is--#--Earnestly One Of His Better/Best Adaptations despite bein within the limited confines of th plot nd setting he is In & w/o his inner mono#..i just. Hate So Much That This Movies Version Of Miguel Will Be The Only One That Anybody Knows For The Next Seven Years At Least. yknow.#i lov watching that fuckers trainwreck of a slowmotion mental breakdown for two hours but the movie gave practically Zero Context 2 newbies#BTSV please save me BTSV please save me BTSV PLEASE save me PLEASE please please please PLEASE BTSV youre my last hope....#(arthur clenching his fist meme) ppl r Already so shitty 2 ppl w/ Messy Symtptoms i could Handle losing MK but SM2099 means too much 2 me..
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I think every social media website should have an effective tagging system, just my thoughts
#clemramble#i want to post some more of my art on twt but i also want to tag it effectively but idk how the tagging system works on there#since hashtags seem to do very little on there#if theres one thing tumblr has done right its the tagging system . this is awesome i love putting things in tags like its me whispering#directly into your ear extra info that you really didnt need to know#and also the ability to mute hashtags is awesome. even if it doesnt completely hide it#twt is so weird in its hidden words. i have so much stuff blocked on there but the moment it gets popular the system just#doesnt work and im stuck seeing it all again. very annoying.#anyways yeah this is also a call if any one knows how the muting system on twt works and how i should best tag my stuff.please share#your wisdom. if you dont mind. i asked on twt but my regular posts kind of flop if its not art. not that i mind but the point remains#..i had thought about making another account just dedicated to like ship stuff on twt bc i have enough stuff to do that but#would it be unnecessary? idk . ignore this part sorry im rambling outloud to myself virtually through tags#i might just end up not posting it there. its like a little tumblr exclusive#im not even scared anymore ive bossed up. twt just makes me feel awkward now. its like when you enter a giant classroom and theres no empty#seats so youre forced to go up and down the isles trying to find a spot that open
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#me? about to use tumblr as a diary again? in 2024? unfortunately:/#but here have a waterfall i saw on a hike last week as payment#i am sO tired and exhausted emotionally after dating#there's this guy that i fr thought was going to last and be around for a long time. we spent like every moment together that we could for 2#months straight and if we werent physicaly together we were texting or calling or on ft . just every part of our day had the other in it#not once did i ever feel unwanted undesired or uncared for. not once did i feel that i wasnt sure of his intentions. i felt safer with him#in those 2 months than i ever did with any one else i could think to compare to.#until one day he just didnt think it important to communicate any more. after 3 days of nearly nothing .. hardly any talking . i asked if#he was ok if we were ok. what was going on in his head. he said some ive just been with my buddies and family and havent been on my phone#and just. immediately thats heartbreak yanno. thats :// thats what they say when theres a new girl. but there'd never been a reason to think#there was another girl so i was like ok we're gonna trust bc this dude has been So good in every way. so i said imy but i understand. enjoy#your time with your buddies and with your fam -- i cant wait to hear about it (and hold you)#and i havent heard from him in the 3 weeks since. just randomly#so last night#i send the dreaded 'i miss you' text.#i dont expect to hear back and i accept the hurt that will come with that and the confusion that i've felt settles deeper into my heart#until this afternoon i hop on ig and see a hard launch that was posted an hour after my text was sent#that shit kinda hurt different. but also sent me into a bit of a delirious state where all i could do is laugh bc are you for fucking real#did she see my message? i know it. bc i know him and i know that he wouldnt hide anything from the person he's giving his heart#and his softness to. i can almost imagine how he showed her and promised her theres nothing to worry about#and there really isnt anything to worry about because he genuinely is the type to give his all to the relationship he's in#which feels silly to say after what happened w us. like no there wasnt a title ever#it sucks to call it a situationship because a month ago we were laughing in bed together about how we could never bc we were all in.#just the timing of the hard launch makes me giggle. did my text push them to have a conversation about what they are. was she really the#reason that he went away on me.#im trying not to blame myself . trying not to think about the phone calls i didnt answer. about what i could have done differently. trying#not to think about where we would be if i didnt let my anxieties hold me back. if i wasnt scared about what he'd think of the parts of me#that i keep hidden just a little bit longer than the rest.#and at the same time im trying not to put him on a pedestal. but that pedestal is just where i wholeheartedly believe he belongs#he set the bar for me. he set the standard. i was never too much. i was never too little. he made me feel perfect just as i am
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itâs that time of year where i want to remake my blog so so so bad itâs unreal and then i donât. lol
#i have way too many followers to be doing the shit i do on here and im kinda getting tired of it. i wish the crab post hadnât blown up#purrs#i just donât want to lose the years of posts or like my sideblogs being attached to this blog or anything. and i would want to still be#pepprs but i wouldnât want ppl to find me easily. idk. ughhh. head in hands#delete later#i wish there was a function to like remove followers en masse. that would fix me#all of u who like regularly like my personal posts would stay of.c itâs just like the literal resacteds of ppl who idont even know and i#feel claustrophobic on here sometimes and all i do is just close the app when i feel like that. but idk#itâs not sustainable. and i miss the freedom that comes w like having fewer ppl perceiving you iykwim. maybe iâll remake for 2023 idk#i think tumblr has started recommending me to new users too like itâs that bad. and idont ahve any ill will towards ppl who follow me or#anything like i appreciate it. i just want privacy and i get so many asks and stuff all the time ajdni donât want to sound ungrateful bc i#rly do appreciate it but also i have abt 2% social battery most days and i feel guilty and stressed bc the amount of ppl who want to talk to#me just keeps growing and growing and most of the time i want to hide and just reblog posts and not think abt it. that sounds so mean and is#very very evidential of my lockdown induced mental illness and again i do not want to sound ungrateful bc i really am. im just tired and#overwhelmed and overstimulated every day and i need⌠whatever you call this. even though i already isolate myself too much irl anyway
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ok tumblr is DEFINITELY hiding posts from the dashboard
#got a notif for a blog im subscribed to. app crashed but it was recent so i figured id find it scrolling through my dash. didnt see it even#tho id gotten to posts id already seen. went to their blog & it was rbed 10 mins ago. checked my dash again & paid attention to the#timestamps. it was not on my dashboard.#& its not bc of any filtering settings bc i have everything set to blur not hide but i even tried setting it to show just to see if that#would fix it but it didnt. so tumblr is really just hiding posts SPECIFICALLY from the dashboard now with NO option to change it
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woke up feeling ruffff but took my meds and went back to bed for a while n I feel a bit better
#only slept 4 hrs yesterday so was rly hoping to get a solid nights sleep today bc i probably won't tonight....#but i didnt sigh. but my options are either to plough thru w today and make myself do this even tho i dont rly feel like it#or cancel plans and stay in and mope which will inevitably turn into self harm so rly the latter is a non option lmao#its all okay ill get into the swing of things n have a good time once im thereee#and i always knew i was gonna feel a bit like this like its an open wound for me i just need to be careful not to touch it#bc how i feel isnt based in reality its just insecurity n vulnerability n ik it can take months to fully recover from a previous episode#and part of the recovery process needs to involve facing potentially triggering situations instead of avoiding them#bc otherwise ill get increasingly worse bc its not possible to always avoid and ill be defenceless again when it does happen again etc#like its part of rebuilding my sense of self n confidence n hopefully i can eventually start to trust other ppl again n lower my guard#bc it sucks being contorted into this defensive pose all the time and i would like to allow myself to feel genuine connection w others !!#and to stop instinctively flinching and waiting for the hit im tired of my mind telling me ppl r lying + trying to hurt me when theyre not#im being a bit dramatic like i am doing a LOT better than i was a few weeks ago. n i def can handle this one#and the risk of triggering myself is much much lower anyway in this specific situation. so long as theyre not hiding shit from me again#i can think of several ways that risk could skyrocket n unexpectedly spiral out of my control n it makes it hard to breathe just imagining#but i need to believe that it wont. so if-no WHEN it doesnt then next time ill have proof that i can navigate it n i wont feel so anxious#it makes me laugh how stupid this is from an outside perspective. my brain causes me so much weird n 100% unnecessary distress#but its the only brain ive got n will always have so i need to work with it!!#anyway all that aside i genuinely am rly looking forward to this afternoon!! ive rly wanted to start doing more nice things for myself#n the fact it coincides w missing smth that could incite my rsd is kind of for the best even if it is making me anxious#i cant let my life revolve around anticipating how ppl might upset me n basing my decisions off minimising that damage#n while it would be nice to have company.. well ik its just as fun going alone bc ive done it before! n i need a reminder of that#ah im gonna turn myself in circles if i think much more. i dont need to justify anything#i hope they have a nice time and i hope i have a nice time and i hope that eventually someday we can have a nice time together instead#of separately. and i hope that someday ill feel included and wanted by other ppl and wont be posting on tumblr every time this happens LOL#this comes across like im saying i need to learn how to enjoy my own company or whatever but i prommy i already do..#what i actually need to learn is how to trust n enjoy the company of ppl i care abt without constantly being scared theyll hurt me....#but thats not happening today cuz i got other plans woooo OKAYY im gonna stop ruminating and get some chores done sjdkfh#.vent#<- well not rly a vent bc its not like im channelling feelings here im just rambling bc i have a lot on my mind. but still#this is prolly incoherent i keep putting my phone down and doing other things and then adding another thought LOL
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@qqueenofhades I'm sorry to tag you because I know this isn't your area of expertise, but I figured as a niche academic yourself you might know someone who knows someone?
with all due respect WHAT is going on with the swifties
okay so sincere answer: a lot of people who have spent YEARS convincing themselves that Taylor Swift is a closeted queer woman who's been sending coded messages through her lyrics, Instagram posts, imagery in her concerts, and pretty much everything else. this *is* conspiracy thought, complete with a thought terminating cliche: when pressed, Gaylors fall back on the insistence that Taylor CAN'T come out. their offered reasons seldom make much sense or hold up to scrutiny, but as long as they've been able to hold onto the refrain that Swift simply can't come out, it's possible to maintain the belief that she is signaling queerness but may never be able to confirm it. every boyfriend can be excused as a beard, every denial that she's dating a female friend can be understood as a lie, every insta post can be analyzed qanon-style for clues that only you and your in-group understand.
Gaylors have, obviously, been certain that these clues were being deliberately planted and thus that Swift was encouraging them and WANTED to be understood as queer in some kind of transparent closet situation; the fact that Swift has embraced the aesthetics of allyship with things like her unbelievably tacky video for You Need to Calm Down has been read as approval. receiving even a very mild admonishment - in this case, Swift expressing disappointment that rabid speculation about her romantic life didn't end when she decided to prioritize friendships with other women over dating men - is thus seen as a betrayal, as Swift breaking a contract that, in reality, she never knew about or agrees to. the ensuing social media tantrums we're seeing are what happens when someone has dedicated considerable time and energy to justifying a conspiracy, including building significant social networks around it, only to have that belief challenged by a source that they never thought would contradict them even a little.
in fairness I also never thought she'd do it; I really thought she'd play both sides and keep collecting that Gaylor money forever.
#the gaylors have been a subfandom i've experienced out of the corner of my eye for a decade now#i have seen their conspiracies grow and their culture get wilder#i would kill a man to see an academic interpretation of that evolution#especially because she DOES hide messages in her instagram posts#but she does so with marketing#the messages are always to promote her music#hidden hints at something she hasn't been able to officially annouce#the fence had five holes y'all i remember this#and how that marketing tactic ended up resulting in this grand parasocial conspiracy?#yes i would love to read that#i was a religious studies major for three weeks when i was nineteen specifically with the intention to study cults#and/or niche religious sects#and also how so much of christianity and specifically catholicism has been 'borrowed' from so called pagan 'cults'#that didn't last as my major obviously but i still think this all would be a fascinating read#also if you have made it to the end of my tags qqueenofhades i am once again sorry to have tagged you#bc i know you're not on tumblr to interact with swifties#but you're brilliant and have fascinating ideas and i do fully believe you are probably someone who surrounds themself#with other people who are brilliant and have fascinating ideas
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#why the fuck did I ever start tagging text posts#I made the choice somewhere that I reblogged solely visual art and then started reblogging other things and felt the need to categorize them#just in case someone was as weird about it as I was. but none of you are. at least not the I can tell.#I've been curating in hopes of finding someone similar to me. a stupid wish and a hopeless cause#I went to sleep at 1am and woke up at 4am and I want to get run over by a steamroller everything hurts and I hate it#why the fuck did I start tagging tag rambles either. deal with it#idk. I've been a lot more annoyed and straight up mad. I've been blocking old mutuals who try and talk to me too much#we aren't friends we aren't friends we aren't friends we aren't friends I am just some fucked up creature you watch at the zoo#if we were friends we would talk if we were friends I would know who you were if we were friends I would block you at 2am in a fit of anger#this isn't implying I'm friends with any mutuals on here. I'm friends with some followers but tumblr is not the place I make friends#tumblr is the place I watch people and wish I could put a metal spike through their head.#tumblr is the place where I watch people and wish I could put a metal spike through my own head#I get bored too quickly. I don't allow myself to get bored quickly enough. I am too angry but I don't allow myself to be angry enough#I had a million dreams but none of them were good. a million dreams and all of them cold and shivering#I slept on the floor last night because the bed is too painful. I almost slept outside on the property's stone wall#brick under my head and stars over my eyes.#I think I've talked about how sleeping fucking sucks when going to bed is just intense fear time.#hands under the covers. eyes over the railing. soft footsteps on the carpet. raged breaths through my nostrils.#I should clear out a space under my bed again for curling up and sleeping there when things get like this#remember kids. you're never too old to hide under your bed in fear from the brain monsters#I say that as if 25 is old. idk. for people like us it is old. anything past high school is old. anything past college is ancient.#and anything past thirty is just overstaying the welcome inside your own mind. get your plans together already.#idkkkkk. it's just moving stress is just moving stress is just moving stress it's just#I keep reminding myself but knowing why I feel this way doesn't stop me from feeling this way.#it just makes me frustrated that I can't fix it already. I made a phone call but they never called me back so I have to call AGAIN now#ughhhh everything is hard and I know I'm not a failure but growing up being taught that people like me are failures.... guess how that ended
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pairing;Â yoon jeonghanx f reader
genre;Â smut (minors dni), angst, fluff/romance, comedy
summary; being friends with benefits with jeonghan has never been what you thought it would but taking a trip to Paris with him and the rest of your friends while expecting to keep it a secretâŚthatâs something completely different.
warnings;Â eating/drinking, alcohol, mentions flying in a plane, inaccurate french, a bit of self deprecating thoughts and feelings, hiding a relationship, idiots in love, oral (f receiving), fingering, jealousy, crying (from pleasure and not), petnames, unprotected sex, cum on skin/creampie â as always there might be a warning I am missing but do try.
w/c; 19k and some change (489 words on patreon)
a/n; as always I have to thank @junkissed for not only proofreading but also helping me with coming up with so many brilliant ideas. I also want to thank @wooahaeproductions for lending me her brilliant brain and offering so many beautiful ideas. -- after much thought i have decided to sporadically release some of my older patreon exclusives if and when i am feeling generous. since i am working on tkg and unable to release anything the way i would like to i posted a bonus for patreon subscribers and i am releasing this to you all here on tumblr. i hope you enjoy it. to those of you who were less than kind when i first posted it, i hope this teaches you a lesson of patience and humility. if you had been nicer to me this might have came to tumblr sooner.
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âIâll try not to slobber on your shoulder.âÂ
You roll your eyes with a faint laugh at Mingyuâs words as he sits on your right in the aisle seat. The âfasten seatbeltâ sign had just turned off and a quick glance at your phone told you that the plane had been in the air for about an hour. It was going to be a long 13 hour flight to Paris and while Mingyu was settling in to take a nap, you werenât sure you were going to be following suit.Â
Jeonghan purses his lips, watching you shift in your seat. You looked restless and he understood the feeling. While he felt like he could get up and take a walk along the aisle, beside him, Dokyeom was snuggled up against the window, watching a movie on the screen in front of him.Â
Slipping out of his seat, Jeonghan leans to bump his hip against Mingyu, only to make the man groan, opening his eyes in annoyance. You were looking up at your friend curiously, your brows furrowed as he pursed his lips and jutted his thumb back over to where he had been sitting just a moment before.Â
âTrade with me.âÂ
Confusion slowly spreads across Mingyuâs face as he looks from Jeonghan to you and back up at the other man. Lifting his brows, Jeonghan sighs and waves his hands as if trying to hurry Mingyu out of his seat, as if he were in the wrong spot, when clearly Mingyu had known he was supposed to sit beside you.Â
âWhat? You serious?â
âThe fuck, you mean, am I serious? Iâm talking, arenât I?â Letting out another sigh, Jeonghan gestures towards Dokyeom once again.â GyuâŚGo sit beside Dokyeom and cuddle with him. Clearly, you both want to sleep and Y/N isnât going to. I want someone to talk to.âÂ
Groaning, Mingyu looks back at you as you give him a soft, pouty smile, reaching up to pat his cheek as he begrudgingly gives up his spot to Jeonghan. Sliding past the smaller man, Mingyu narrows his eyes at him, only to get a smirk in return as Jeonghan slips into the seat with a happy sigh.Â
Dokyeom glances over to Mingyu as he slumps down in the seat, pulling his blanket over his legs, as he watches Jeonghan look over at you with a grin on his face. There was something weird about what had just happened but he couldnât put his finger on it. Shrugging, Mingyu glances towards the movie playing in front of Dokyeom as he leans his head to rest it on his friendâs shoulder, watching it on mute as his eyes get heavy.Â
âJeonghanâŚYou are so full of shit.âÂ
Your words draw Jeonghanâs attention as he adjusts his seat, leaning it back to get more comfortable beside you. It was going to be a long ass flight but his traveling companion had just gotten exponentially more attractive.Â
âWhy? Did I lie?âÂ
Rolling your eyes, you glance away from Jeonghan and out of the window as he smiles at you. Yoon Jeonghan was one of your best friends. When the idea of going on this group trip to Paris came up, you werenât sure if you wanted to go but it had been him who had talked you into it. There were plenty of reasons not to go but in his opinion, there were even more reasons to go.Â
Your relationship with Jeonghan was complicated. It hadnât started out that way. You had met him along with the rest of your friends in college. All of you were studying different things but at the end of the day, it was your personalities that had led you all together.Â
Kim Mingyu had been the first friend that you had made and your gateway into the group. Many others had come and gone but by the end of four grueling years at university, there were fourteen of you that had stuck together and now ten of you are on a plane for a once in a lifetime vacation.Â
When you donât answer him right away, Jeonghan lets his eyes run along your neck and up to your pretty face. He had always had a harder time than some of the others when it came to keeping it platonic with you. Then, last Halloween, Jeonghan found out he wasnât the only one struggling with that feeling.Â
Maybe it had been the alcohol or maybe it had been all of the tension in the air but in a dark corner of Seungcheolâs apartment, you and Jeonghan had shared your first heated kiss. That kiss had turned into a long conversation the next day, which led to an even longer discussion about how neither one of you wanted to fuck up your friendship.Â
âWe will just have rules, Y/N.âÂ
You had sighed as Jeonghan had run his fingers along your jaw, tilting your head up so he could look at your face as he spoke. You hadnât wanted to agree to the idea of being friends with benefits but the ache between your thighs every time you looked at him had been enough to keep you listening and to make your lips part as he had ran his thumb under your bottom lip.Â
âIf either one of us wants to stop, we just say it. No deep conversations have to happen. My only rule is that if you are going to fuck someone else, tell me. I donât want to be second best.âÂ
Jeonghan had listened to you whining softly under your breath as his fingernails scratched along the side of your head at your hairline. He had known you wanted it as much as he did but what he didnât know was that it was going to hurt you just as much as it was already hurting him. It seemed like such a simple solution to how he was feeling. He would get to have you in his life even more. He would get to fuck you as much as possible, but then youâd leave every single fucking time and it would start to hurt every single fucking time.Â
Turning back towards Jeonghan as you feel his eyes moving along your skin, you fight the urge to move closer to him in your seat. You werenât alone on the plane and your friends werenât that far from you, with Mingyu and Dokyeom sitting diagonally across the aisle and Jihoon and Joshua behind you.Â
âYou could have kept Dokyeom awake to talk.âÂ
Smirking, Jeonghan purses his lips as he moves to lean across you, pulling down the shade on the window, leaving you and him both veiled in the low light of the cabin. You sigh as you feel his fingers slide along your forearm to your wrist, his fingernails causing chillbumps to spread along your skin as he draws small circles on your skin.Â
âI donât want to talk to Dokyeom, I want to talk to you.âÂ
Sighing softly, you glance down at your hand as Jeonghan runs his fingers along yours before linking his hand with yours. You knew the light was dim enough that no one would see and that if anyone did, they probably wouldnât ask too many questions because Jeonghan was just a touchy guy to begin with. What you didnât know was why your heart was in your throat. You didnât know why your friend with benefits even wanted to hold your hand in the first place.Â
âListenâŚIâm just saying we already came up with the rooming arrangements before we even got on the fucking plane. Why are you two being such bitches about it now?âÂ
You sigh, leaning against Mingyuâs arm, as Joshua stares at Seungkwan and Chan in the hotel lobby. You already knew who you were rooming with and he was doing a great job holding you up at the moment. It was just the youngest of your group who were being cry babies about their rooms.Â
âWe are here for a week, Shua! If you had to spend every single night in a room with Lee Chan, youâd bitch a little bit about it too.âÂ
Groaning, Jihoon rolls his suitcase towards the group, causing Soonyoung to whine as his roommate swipes the card from Seungkwanâs hand before offering his to Chan.Â
âWhy do I have to lose my best friend over this?âÂ
Jeonghan laughs at Soonyoungâs dramatics as Chan pouts, knowing Soonyoung was going to be upset at him for the rest of the day because of the rooming arrangement. You watch the eldest of the group pat Joshua on the back as he gestures for Dokyeom to head for the elevator.Â
âCome on, Y/N. You look like you could use a nap.âÂ
Hearing your name, you blink up at Mingyu before offering him a tired smile. There had been little sleep on the plane. You had never been good at sleeping on transportation but between that and Yoon Jeonghan at your side, it had been a battle you were destined to lose.Â
Holding the door back, Jeonghan purses his lips, waiting for you and Mingyu to get in before he presses the button, causing Joshua and Jun to throw up their hands when the door starts to close in their faces.Â
âOops! Itâs full!âÂ
You knew Jeonghan was being a menace. The lack of sleep was adding another level to his usual antics. Leaning against the elevator wall, Jeonghan watches as you sigh, your head leaned forward as Mingyu stands beside you, his and your luggage in hand as the elevator climbs. He had wondered on the plane if there was a way to switch rooms but that would be too obvious and Mingyu had already looked like a kicked puppy when he had made him give up his seat.Â
With a final ding, the elevator doors open to a long hallway. Glancing at the wall, Mingyu mutters under his breath before taking a left before looking back at you with a laugh that comes to a stop to let you catch up to him.Â
âCome on, Squirt. We are in 546.âÂ
Jeonghan rolls his eyes, following behind you and Mingyu, not even noticing the look that Dokyeom is giving him. While Mingyu didnât seem to realize the relationship that was right in front of him, Dokyeom wasnât as oblivious. He knew there had been something different for months, even if Jeonghan wouldnât tell him what it was.Â
âDonât plot his murder yet, heâs not flirting. Sheâs like his sister.âÂ
Dokyeomâs voice is barely over a whisper but Jeonghan still looks at him as if he is announcing his words to the world. It was that sort of wide eyed, deer caught in the headlights look that told Dokyeom that he was right.Â
âIâshut up. I know that. Heâs just dumb. Iâm not doing anything.âÂ
Chuckling under his breath, Dokyeom nods along with Jeonghanâs rambling as the two watch you and Mingyu open your hotel door before you offer them both a quick smile and wave, disappearing into the room and leaving them in the hallway.Â
âSure, man. Whatever you say, you have the key.âÂ
Waking up to a dimly lit room, you wince at the pain behind your eyes as you try to look around at the other bed, seeing it still made and empty. There was no sign of Mingyu in the room besides his now empty suitcase at the end of his bed and a few of his things strewn about on a couch in the corner of the room.Â
You hadnât meant to nap for as long as you clearly had but the flight had been long and now you were feeling bad about how much you must be missing from the trip. It wasnât like there was a planned itinerary for every single day, but you did have some plans as a group and with different people. Otherwise, you were free to travel the city or use your time as you saw fit. Apparently, for the first few hours spent in Paris, you saw fit to snore into a very comfortable pillow.Â
Reaching for your phone, you whine at the headache plaguing you as you look through your texts, seeing a few that you had missed along with a couple phone calls.Â
[Missed call: Cheol at 11:30 a.m.]
[Missed call: Cheol at 2:16 p.m.]Â
Cheol: I talked to Gyu. He said you passed the fuck out. Call me later. Wish I was there. đ
Mingyu: Going out with Shua and Jun~~ be back later. Love you đ
Jeonghan: Are you awake yet? Letâs order room service.
Sighing, you tap Jeonghanâs message first, hovering over the keyboard before finally replying.Â
Y/N: I just woke up. Mingyu is out.Â
Jeonghan had been awake for about an hour longer than you so when you finally text him back, he glances down at his cellphone resting on his stomach with a soft smile. At least he had been smiling until you mentioned Mingyu.Â
Jeonghan: I know where he is. I wasnât asking to order room service with him.Â
Y/N: FineâŚ
While you didnât sound entirely convincing, Jeonghan wasnât going to turn down the chance to spend some time alone with you. He knew where Mingyu was along with Dokyeom and he knew they would be gone, at least for a few more hours.Â
Sliding off the bed, you move into the bathroom to grab some pain reliever, making it back to the mini fridge by the time you hear the knock at the door. Leaning to pull the door open, you meet Jeonghanâs eyes before his gaze slowly moves over your frame and back up to your face as he slips into the room, closing and locking the door behind him.Â
âI didnât think you were ever gonna wake up. I almost asked Mingyu to let me in before he left.âÂ
Scoffing, you swallow your medicine with a gulp of water as you feel Jeonghanâs fingers sliding along your hip. You knew he was kidding, at least mostly. As far as you knew, he didnât want anyone to know he was fucking you and you didnât want to fuck up your friendship with him, no matter how much it hurt to be a dirty little secret.Â
âSo he could ask you why?âÂ
Shaking his head, Jeonghan lets you pull away from him as you move back to your bed, flopping down on it with a groan. He had noticed the medicine in your hand and he could see the way your brows were furrowed. He had known you long enough to know the signs of your headaches and when you werenât feeling well. Sitting down next to you, Jeonghan runs his hand along your leg to the end of your shorts as you look at your phone, responding to the rest of your text messages.Â
âHe could have asked why. I donât care. You want me to just pick something for us to eat?âÂ
Wrinkling your nose, lost in thought, you glance at Jeonghan as his fingers push under the leg of your shorts, a concerned look on his face. He was full of shit 90% of the time but there were times when the two of you were alone that he made your heart tighten in your chest.Â
âMm, yeah. Just gonna call Cheol back and wait for this medicine to kick in.â
Nodding, Jeonghan watches you for a moment longer before leaning in to press a soft kiss to your lips, causing you to close your eyes and return it as your fingers barely hold on to your cell phone. There was no reason for him to kiss you.Â
When the two of you came up with the rules of your relationship, there were no strings attached. It had started out with no kisses goodbye, but that rule had quickly been broken. Then the no sleeping over rule had been broken more than once by both of you, and now Jeonghan was sending your brain into a frenzy with such a sweet gesture as he smiled against your lips before sitting back to take out his own phone, pulling up the room service menu.Â
Swallowing hard, you furrow your brows, lifting your fingers to press them against your lips as you make yourself pull your eyes away from the handsome man in front of you and back to your phone, pressing down on Seungcheolâs name. You knew it was late in Korea but not so late that he wouldnât still be awake.Â
âHeyâŚdidnât think Iâd hear from you today.âÂ
Seungcheolâs voice makes you pout. You could hear the sadness in his tone as he leaned back in his gaming chair. You had offered to stay back and hang out with him but between his insistence that you go and Jeonghanâs whining, you had paid for your ticket, leaving an injured Seungcheol under the care of your other friends who couldnât make the trip.Â
âSorry, I was so tired from the flight. How are you feeling today?âÂ
Scoffing, Seungcheol looks down at the brace on his knee before leaning his head back in annoyance, not really at your question but at the situation.Â
âFine. Minghao went with me to rehab and then Vernon and Wonwoo hung out and played some games earlier.â Pursing his lips, Seungcheol glances out his window at the lights of the city, listening to the sounds of the traffic compared to the quiet sounds of your conversation. âHowâs Paris?âÂ
Jeonghan closes one eye in thought before turning his phone towards you to ask if his order was okay, only getting a nod before you sigh and give your attention back to the phone call. You had been disappointed when any of the group had been unable to come along but especially Seungcheol. He and Mingyu were like family more than they were friends and now part of your family had a torn ACL and was stuck in his apartment playing video games and eating takeout while you were visiting a foreign country.Â
âIâm glad they are taking care of you. We miss you. I havenât seen much other than the back of my eyelids, Cheollie.âÂ
You say we before you even think about what you are saying, causing Jeonghan and unknown to you, Seugncheol to furrow their brows. It wasnât like you had lied; Jeonghan had wanted his best friend to come on the trip but it wasnât like he knew that he was in the room. Â
âWeâŚâ Smirking to himself, Seungcheol shifts in his chair, reaching out to move his mouse across his screen to open his game back up, knowing he was going to end the phone call sooner than he had even anticipated. âTell Han I said hi. Call me tomorrow. Love you.âÂ
Groaning, you avoid Jeonghanâs eyes as he searches your face, seeing a look of embarrassment wash over your expression. Your relationship with Jeonghan was a secret from most of the group but it had been Seungcheolâs apartment that you had been making out with Jeonghan in and he wasnât an idiot.Â
âShut upâŚÂ IâCheol says hi.â Sighing, you watch Jeonghan lean his head back, realizing what had happened as you finished up your phone call. âLove you too; talk to you tomorrow.âÂ
Lowering your phone, you meet Jeonghanâs eyes as he stares at you, tilting his head. You could see the question on his face but you werenât sure you were up to answering it. Instead, you toss your phone down on the bed and groan as he watches your dramatics, putting his hand back on your thigh unable to stop the smile that pulls at his lips.Â
âWe miss you, Cheollie.â You could hear the teasing in Jeonghanâs voice even as you lifted your arm to rest it over your face. âWhy did he assume it was me?âÂ
Groaning his name, you turn on your back, causing Jeonghanâs hand to slide to your inner thigh, where he lets it rest. You squirm slightly, feeling his thumb rub small circles along your skin as he watches you closely much to your dismay.Â
âProbably because Mingyu is out and he has already talked to him.âÂ
You fail to tell Jeonghan the part about how Seungcheol also knows that you are fucking Jeonghan but he is nice enough to only tease you sometimes about how much itâs going to break your heart one day. Sliding your arm from your face, you sigh as Jeonghanâs fingers start to work into the tight muscle of your thigh. It felt good; it was a nice gesture but you knew there was an ulterior motive to it.Â
âWe canât do anything while we are here, Jeonghan. We have no idea when Mingyu will be back, and I donât ââÂ
An annoyed groan slipping from between Jeonghanâs lips makes you fall silent as he slides up in bed and between your legs to hover over you on the bed. Your heart was beginning to race from the image of him above you to the thrill of the situation. You really didnât know when Mingyu was coming back from his outing and the food could be delivered at any moment.Â
âWe are in Paris and you are going to lay on this bed and tell me that we arenât going to fuck while we are here?âÂ
Slotting his leg between your thighs, Jeonghan smirks when he hears a whine get caught in your throat. There were many things he loved but one of them was feeling the warmth of your pussy, clothed or not, against his thigh. He loved when you would instinctively start to buck your hips against his leg just from the desire to feel any sort of release because you had to chase it.Â
âY/NâŚbabyâŚprincessâŚmy beautiful angelâŚâÂ
All the pet names that fall from Jeonghanâs silver tongue cause your fingers to dig into the comforter as you try to fight the urge to roll your hips against his thigh. You canât help but lift your right hand, grabbing for something more substantial, and find Jeonghanâs shirt when you feel his lips press against your neck as he kisses up to your ear. With each kiss, Jeonghan speaks and allows his warm breath to tempt you even further.Â
âI might actually die if I canât have you this entire time.â You knew he was being dramatic but you could also feel how hard Jeonghan was getting against your thigh so he was doing a good job of convincing you that he was telling you the truth. âWe can be so careful. Iâll make it worth it.âÂ
You knew he would keep that promise. Every time with Jeonghan was worth it. No matter how much you tried to lie to yourself, even the cracks that were starting to line your heart and the stress building in your mind were worth it.Â
Jeonghan whines your name against your jaw as his hand pulls your hips up and tighter against his thigh. He could feel the way you were starting to roll your hips and it made him want to lay on the bed under you and watch you ride his cock like that until he filled you full of his cum. He wanted nothing more than to keep you like this forever, to make this simple like it was in his head but his heart was making it complicated. His heart had made it complicated from day one.Â
âBonjour, service en chambre.âÂ
The voice of someone on the other side of the door and a stern knock pull you and Jeonghan from your lust filled haze quickly. With an annoyed groan, Jeonghan rests his head against your shoulder before nodding against it as the man announces himself again, trying to get any response from the room.Â
âOui, une minute, s'il vous plaĂŽt.âÂ
Meeting your eyes, Jeonghan takes a deep breath before sliding off the bed to adjust his sweatpants. You could hear the frustration in Jeonghanâs sighs as he ran his fingers through his dark hair, moving towards the door and letting you sit up on the bed. In reality, there was nothing for either of you to be upset about. He had placed the order so it wasnât surprising that it was being delivered in a timely manner.Â
âMerciâŚâ
The word falls from Jeonghanâs lips like venom as he takes the bags from the man before slamming the door in his face. Turning back to face you, Jeonghan gives you an incredulous look, finding you pressing your lips together and trying not to laugh at him. He didnât find anything about the situation funny.Â
âI got cock blocked and you are laughing?âÂ
Smiling, you reach your hand out to help Jeonghan with one of the bags, taking out the drinks and sitting them on the nightstand out of any danger of spilling, as he grumbles under his breath. You canât help but laugh again, opening both straws and finding him pouting at you.Â
âYou didnât even offer him a tip. Are you that pissed off?âÂ
Opening one of the containers with more force than necessary, Jeonghan grabs one of the forks, stabbing at a piece of pasta and lifting it to his lips, still pouting.Â
âIs your cock still hard and not wet, Y/N? Oh, thatâs right, you donât have a cock that gets painfully hard every time you look at your incredibly hot giâfriend.âÂ
Coughing as he takes a bite of food, Jeonghan looks down as he almost slips up on his wording, hoping you wonât notice. You just furrow your brows, your straw pursed on your lips, as you watch him for a moment before taking a sip and tilting the drink towards him, offering it to him to do the same.Â
You werenât sure what you had heard. You knew what you wanted to hear but at the same time, did you? What would that mean? So instead of lingering on it, you focus on the rest of his nonsense, letting Jeonghan off the hook for his slip up.Â
âNo, I donât have a cock but I do get horny. You act like girls donât get just as horny as guys. Itâs not my fault that I can just hide it better.âÂ
Scoffing, Jeonghan leans towards you, taking a sip of your drink before turning his fork towards you to offer you a bite of the pasta, feeling the warmth that had risen in his neck and face starting to fade. Maybe he had just gotten lucky and you hadnât caught the word he had almost used to refer to you or maybe you were just being nice. Either way, he wasnât going to push the subject if you werenât.Â
Watching you take the bite from the fork, Jeonghan lets his eyes move over your face, lingering on your eyes. You were so beautiful, it was painful, and he was being honest when he said he didnât want to waste the time the two of you had in Paris. It would be a waste to fly so far and not indulge in you as much as he could.Â
You furrow your brows as Jeonghanâs eyes fall to the bed, the two of you eating mostly in silence until finally you are the first one to break the tension as you groan, rubbing your hand over your stomach with a grin on your face. Jeonghan canât help but smile once again, feeling endeared by you as he takes another sip of drink before putting it back on the nightstand.Â
âFull?âÂ
Nodding, you stretch on as Jeonghan works to close containers and cleans up, moving around your room. You watch as he glances back at you, his eyes moving along the length of your body, to the arch of your back when you whine into a yawn. Smiling, you reach for your phone, checking your messages, and at the same time feeling him lay on the bed next to you, slender fingers barely graving over your stomach, before Jeonghan slides his hand under your shirt to have contact with your skin.Â
âIâm not.âÂ
Your laugh makes Jeonghan smile. The smile is genuine and fullânot one of his half smiles that he would give to just anyone. No, this smile is one that is meant just for you. Reaching up to take your phone out of your hand, Jeonghan whispers your name and you can hear the need and desire laced in his voice like a question. With your brows furrowed, you can only meet his eyes and nod before his lips are back on yours.Â
Whimpered moans slip into Jeonghanâs mouth as his fingers slide under the top of your shorts and between your legs. It was one thing to feel you against his thigh and it was another to feel your wet pussy on his fingers.Â
Jeonghan groans into the kiss. He canât help the smile that pulls at his lips, feeling you lift your hips towards his hand as his fingers spread your folds. Between breathy kisses, the sticky, wet sounds of Jeonghanâs fingers teasing you are all you can hear, even as you mutter, begging him for more.Â
âMore? Like what? What do you want, beautiful?âÂ
Squeezing your eyes shut tightly, you practically sob out a moan of frustration at Jeonghanâs question. You knew how much he liked you to tell him exactly what you wanted and he knew how much you just wanted him to give him everything. Pushing your head back against the pillow, you bite at your bottom lip only to have Jeonghanâs teeth pull it from yours with a dark laugh.Â
âWhat do you want, Y/N? My fingers or my mouth?âÂ
Tears run from your eyes along your temples as Jeonghanâs lips press against yours teasingly. He was driving you crazy with his light touches to your clit, and it was making it hard to think and even harder to speak. Arching your back, you gasp Jeonghanâs name as his thumb and forefinger close around your clit, rolling the small bud between his fingers, waiting for you to speak.Â
âAhâfuck! BothâŚplease? Please, just give me both. I canât stand it.âÂ
It had been longer than Jeonghan would have liked since he had been in your bed and normally he would be more strict. Normally he would make you pick one thing and draw out your orgasm until you were begging him through tears for more, but just feeling your slick arousal on his fingers made Jeonghan weak for you.Â
Moving to his knees, Jeonghan pushes his fingers into the top of your shorts and underwear. You only manage a soft whimper of his name as he slides them down your legs and tosses them onto the floor before letting his eyes roam over you. Licking his lips, Jeonghan slides his hands under your knees, pulling your hips down in bed as he lays on his stomach so that your pussy is level with his face.Â
âFuckâŚJeonghan, please? Stop teasinââÂ
Running his tongue from your entrance to the top of your mound, Jeonghan silences you as he groans to your taste. It really had been too long since he had been between your legs and he was starving. The food had been nothing in comparison to this and he was feeling almost feral after a single drop of you on his tongue.Â
Long, slender fingers part your folds as Jeonghan moves his other hand from under your leg to circle your dripping hole with his middle finger as you moan his name. He could play you like a well tuned instrument and he knew every note by heart.Â
Turning his hand palm up, Jeonghan groans under his breath, feeling your warm, soft walls welcome in his finger and tighten around them. He could just imagine how good you would feel on his cock and it had him leaking profusely in his sweatpants as he willed himself not to rut against the bed, lowering his head to flick his tongue at your throbbing clit.Â
There have been few people in your life who made you feel as good in bed as Yoon Jeonghan and there were none who looked as good as him between your thighs. No oneâs hair felt as good between your fingers as you held them against you; their lips wrapped around your clit as their fingers steadily pushed you towards heaven. No, that was only Yoon Jeonghan.Â
You tasted better than anything that Jeonghan could imagine. He had wanted this from the moment that he had walked into the room and now that he was lucky enough to be between your legs, he could feel his head going fuzzy with just thoughts of you. You were like a drug that he could never get enough of.Â
It was the feeling of your velvet walls clenching around his fingers as he pushed you over the edge and the sounds of your sweet little moans that caused Jeonghan to almost lose it. Words almost escape between his lipsâthree little words that could ruin everything. Closing his eyes tightly, Jeonghan buries his face against you to silence himself, enjoying the taste of your cum on his tongue until the sound of your phone causes him to furrow his brows.Â
Your fingers tear at the bedding under you as Jeonghan tries his best to pull another orgasm from you until the familiar sound of your ringtone starts to play from beside you on the bed. Gasping for a full breath, you glance over to see Chanâs face as Jeonghan looks up at you from between your legs with a disappointed look on his face.Â
âLet it go to voicemail.âÂ
That was one option but if Chan was calling you, there had to be a reason. Whining, you slide your hand across the bed, listening to Jeonghan groan in annoyance, laying his face against your thigh as you do. Licking your lips, you catch your breath before putting your phone on your chest and answering the phone while speaking, hoping it will mask some of your labored breathing.Â
âChan? Whatâs up?âÂ
Closing his eyes tightly, Jeonghan shakes his head as you answer the phone, knowing he isn't getting laid now. First, the hotel staff had bad timing and now Lee Chan was cock blocking him. Glancing back up at you and the phone, Jeonghan shifts to his elbow, leaning to wipe his lips as Chan finally speaks up, his voice instantly breaking your heart.Â
âY/NâŚI forgot my key. Soonyoung is in the room and wonât answer the phone. Heâs still mad about earlier and you apparently have to have the key to get back into the hotel past a certain time.âÂ
Rolling his eyes, Jeonghan lets out a light scoff, causing you to shoot daggers from your eyes in his direction. You could hear that Chan was drunk and you had always had a soft spot for the younger boys in your group of friends. You had taken on the big sister role very quickly and took it seriously. Throwing his hands up, Jeonghan mouths âwhat?â in your direction at the look of disappointment on your face at his reaction before you simply roll your eyes and slide off the bed to pick up your shorts, sliding them back up your legs as you speak to Chan.Â
âIâll come down and let you in and then we will go talk to Soonyoung. Give me like five minutes.âÂ
Tossing your phone back on to the bed, you move past Jeonghan as he whines your name, trying to grab your hand, only to find your fingers slipping from his. He knew he was being selfish but fuck, he felt like he deserved it just a little bit. Every once in a while, people could be a little selfish and enjoy the company of theirâ Even in his head, he couldnât think of the right word to call you, so Jeonghan watched you from the bathroom door instead as you freshened up.Â
âCan we try again later?âÂ
Sighing, you glance at Jeonghan through the mirror as he leans his head against the door frame, a look of disappointment on his face that almost shatters your resolve. You wanted to be less âeasyâ and say maybe or maybe not but instead you just nod and try to walk past him, feeling Jeonghanâs hand slide around your waist. Soft lips press against yours and you feel your knees start to give at the feeling and at how much you want to pull Jeonghan back into your bed.Â
âIâll text you in a bit.âÂ
Six words and Jeonghan leaves you standing in your room, feeling confused and lost. Only the sound of a text and a selfie of a pouty Chan sitting on the steps, asking for a rescue, pulls you back to reality.Â
Your fingers move along the rows of silk and satin on the rack as you purse your lips. It wasnât that the dresses werenât gorgeous. All of them were and all of them cost half of your rent. Mingyu lifts his gaze towards you as he pulls a shirt from a rack, putting it up to his body, before turning towards the mirror to judge his choice.Â
âYou canât tell what they look like unless you actually look at them.âÂ
Mingyu was your favorite shopping partner. You found out years ago that he loved to shop even more than you did. He had a great eye for what would look good on you and you were grateful for that because you seemed to lack that ability.Â
âThey are so expensive, Gyu.âÂ
Nodding, Mingyu glances at the tag of the shirt held against his chest before sighing and draping it over his arm. You glance up at the man as he moves beside you, being a lot more thorough with the dresses than you had been.Â
âItâs my treat. We need to find you something pretty to wear for tonight. You are going out with Jeonghan, right?âÂ
You feel the heat rise in your cheeks as you stumble over your feet, trying to take a step away from your best friend. Lifting his brow, Mingyu just smirked, taking one of the dresses from the rackâa long sleeved, soft mint green dress with a deep V neckline.Â
âIâMingyuâŚfirst of all, no. I canât let you buy it. Secondly, noâŚÂ Itâs dinner with Jeonghan and Dokyeom.âÂ
Shaking his head, Mingyu moves closer, holding the dress up to you and reaching out with one hand to hold the long sleeve to your arm. Pursing his lips, Mingyu glances over his shoulder at the shop attendant, furrowing his brows, trying to remember anything he had practiced in French.Â
âUm⌠Excusez-moi. Salle des vĂŞtements ?âÂ
Smiling, you furrow your brows at Mingyuâs attempt to ask for a fitting room as the girl just smiles at him and lifts her brows, speaking in English as she gestures towards the back of the store.Â
âThere are fitting rooms this way.âÂ
Laying the dress over his arm along with his shirt, Mingyu shrugs before looking back at you as you laugh under your breath.Â
âWhat? What did I say?âÂ
âYou asked for the clothes room. I mean, not too far off.âÂ
Sighing, Mingyu walks beside you before offering the pretty store attendant a dazzling smile before she leaves the two of you alone to try on your outfits.Â
âWell, itâs not like thatâs the first time Iâve looked like an idiot in front of a woman. I donât know how to say "fittingâ in French.â Offering you the dress, Mingyu lifts his brows as you start to whine, looking at the price tag. âTry it on, Y/N.âÂ
You slide your fingers over the silk, taking the dress from Mingyu, before going behind the curtain. The dress was beautiful. It was not what you would have picked for yourself just because you werenât sure it was something you could pull off. The V of the neck was deep and would show off your collarbones. It would take at least ten minutes to button all of the buttons that led from your waist to your chest but by the time you were finished, you were even speechless as you stared at the mirror.Â
Adjusting the white button up over his chest, Mingyu turns to the side and nods at his appearance in the mirror before looking at the curtain you had disappeared behind. He knew you were going to look good but he also knew that your self esteem was going to get the better of you without a little push.Â
âY/NâŚcome on, get your ass outâohâŚâÂ
Words fall silent on Mingyuâs lips when you open the curtain, your leg peeking from the large slit that rests at the top of your thigh as you move into the center of the fitting room area towards the larger mirror where he stood. You were his best friend and more like a sister but he was also a guy at the end of the day and he had eyes. You were stunning.Â
âIs it awful? I told you that nothing in this place would look right on me.âÂ
Shaking his head, Mingyu steps behind you, taking your shoulders to put you in front of the large mirror where lights would shine down on you, allowing you to see better how well the dress truly fits you. It hugged in all the right places and flowed in others.Â
âYou are fucking beautiful. Yoon Jeonghan is going to lose his damn mind.âÂ
Jeonghan couldnât stop staring at you. He knew that the restaurant that the three of you had chosen to go to was nice but when he had met you in the lobby of the hotel with Dokyeom and you had been in that dress... Jeonghan had almost lost his mind.Â
You smile as Dokyeom walks beside you, his cheerful voice causing your face to light up like a star in the sky, while Jeonghan struggles to think straight. How could anyone be around you without wanting you? Jeonghan wasnât sure how Dokyeom could act normal around you when you looked like you had stepped out of Jeonghanâs dreams.Â
Jeonghan was in love. He had known it for a while now but looking at you now, in that dress, under the Parisian street lamps... He couldnât tell himself it was just lust anymore.Â
Glancing up at the sign for the restaurant, you can feel Jeonghanâs eyes on you. They hadnât left you for the entire walk from the hotel to the restaurant. You felt like you were going to float away under his gaze but the only thing keeping you tethered to the ground was Dokyeom.Â
âThe reservations are under your name, Y/N.âÂ
Jeonghanâs voice brings your attention to him fully and you feel your cheeks heat up as if you were standing in front of an open flame. He looked incredible. You were all dressed up. The restaurant wasnât incredibly fancy but it was considered fine dining so you all wanted to look the part. Jeonghan had chosen dark jeans, a dark button up with a jacket, and brown boots. Everything fits him perfectly and makes your mouth feel dry.Â
âRightâŚIâll check in. Be right back.âÂ
Two sets of eyes watch you but one lingers longer before Jeonghan finally pulls his eyes from the door to focus on Dokyeom with a long sigh.Â
âY/N looks fantastic tonight, donât you think?âÂ
That was one way to put it. Jeonghan just scoffs into a laugh, lifting his hand to run it over his lips before nodding and narrowing his eyes, thinking about how to answer that question and what he even wanted to say. He knew what he wanted but he knew it would upset you if you found out. Fuck it.Â
âShe looks beautiful.â Moving in closer to Dokyeom, Jeonghan watches the man lean his head back a bit, almost out of concern. His eyes widen as if the shorter man was going to hit him before Jeonghan smooths Dokyeomâs jacket and smiles. âIf you make up a reason to leave now, I'll give you 50 bucks or literally anything you want.âÂ
Laughing, Dokyeom tilts his head, thinking it has to be a joke, until he meets Jeonghanâs eyes and sees the serious look of desperation in them. He knew that his friend liked you but maybe it was reaching that point where he was willing to admit it to himself and you.
Swallowing hard, Dokyeom glances towards the door to see you smiling at the hostess, your eyes glancing towards him as you give him an apologetic look and say something else to the woman. There was no way he wasnât going to get a guilt trip from you for leaving but if he didn't, Jeonghan might actually hit him.Â
âIâfuck man. Y/N is gonna be pissed at me. Sheâs the one who wanted us to all get dinner together, but...âÂ
One more look into Jeonghanâs eyes and Dokyeom felt his excuse crumble. He could see how important this was to Jeonghan and now it felt important to him too.Â
âYeahâŚalright. Iâll come upââÂ
âOkay! So she said, like ten more minutes.âÂ
Stepping back from Jeonghan, Dokyeom clears his throat before smiling just a bit too big at you. You knew something was different but you just couldnât put your finger on it. Jeonghan was pretty good at lying to you or at least at pulling something over on you but Dokyeom wasnât.Â
âI am so sorry but I have to get back to the hotel. Rain check on dinner.âÂ
Watching your face fall, Dokyeom feels his stomach tighten as you take a step towards him and he takes a step back, knowing that if you press him too much for answers, he will crumble.Â
âWhat? You were so excited. Why?âÂ
Lifting his hands, Dokyeom gestures back towards the hotel and itâs as if you can see the gears moving in his head as he thinks of an excuse on his feet.Â
âUhâŚMinâMingyu. Yep, Mingyu texted me. He wants my help with something. So I gotta go, right now. Like right now. Bye!âÂ
Starting to speak, you end up closing your mouth as Dokyeom lets out a squeal, quickly moving away from you into the flow of people heading away from the restaurant. Narrowing your eyes, you look back to Jeonghan, who rubs his lips together before smiling sweetly at you and lifting his hand, offering it to you.Â
âLooks like itâs just us, baby.âÂ
Pushing your tongue into your cheek, you roll your eyes at Jeonghan before turning from his hand, realizing he must have had something to do with Dokyeomâs quick departure. You sigh as you feel his arms wrap around your waist from behind, Jeonghanâs chin resting on your shoulder as he smiles next to your ear before pouting.Â
âWhat? Are you mad at me? I didnât leave.âÂ
Leaning your head away from his lips, you hear Jeonghan let out a long sigh as you all but reject him again. Fingers tighten around your waist, pulling you back against him, and Jeonghanâs brows furrow deeply.Â
âY/NâŚseriously?â A quick glance from you has Jeonghan leaning his head back with a groan before he nods, giving in. âYes, I asked him to leave. Is that what you wanted to hear?âÂ
Your features soften at Jeonghanâs confession. You had figured that he had asked Dokyeom to leave but you hadnât really expected him to tell you. You had expected to argue with him to the point that he would lie about it and then tell you the truth around the time for dessert. What was different about tonight?Â
âIâwhat? YesâŚI didnât want you to lie to me.âÂ
Jeonghanâs hands slide from your waist as he begrudgingly lets you stand on your own, as if coming to the realization that you donât want to be held or to hold his hand. You watch as his eyes widen, a small smile pulling at his lips when you slide your hand along his.Â
âMademoiselle?âÂ
Glancing up at the woman you had spoken to earlier, you let out a soft breath, giving her a smile and a nod before leading Jeonghan along with you. He listens as you explain that your party has become two and she drops off a menu at the front before leading you and Jeonghan to a table near a window.Â
Watching you from across the table, Jeonghan takes a deep breath as you look down at your menu, his eyes moving as he tilts his head to see your legs crossed just off to the side of the table. He knew that he should be more civilized, perhaps more respectful but the way the dress was hugging your thighs and the way the slit of the dress was sitting so high on your leg was making his mouth water.Â
Licking your lips, you start to ask Jeonghan what he is thinking about ordering when you lift your eyes to find his eyes moving along your legs and up your body. The heat rises once again in your neck and up your face at the amount of attention he was giving you. You had known he had been looking at you but you hadnât expected him to do it so obviously now.Â
Meeting your eyes and finding you watching him, Jeonghan grins, having been caught by you. He knew he should be embarrassed but instead, he just lets out a breath and shakes his head.Â
âYou are so fucking pretty. Iâm sorryâŚÂ I canât stop staring at you. That was why I asked Dokyeom to bail on dinner. I wanted you all to myself. Iâm selfish.âÂ
Shifting in your seat, you reach for the water in front of you, taking a sip at Jeonghanâs words. You hadnât expected him to speak so candidly about his reasoning for why Dokyeom had left or why he was looking at you the way he was. You watch his smile soften and his gaze drop to his menu, allowing you a moment of clarity to take your own breath as you get a break from his attention.Â
âYou are selfish.â Your voice is quiet and meek but Jeonghan smiles, letting out an amused breath before looking up at you once again as you continue. âYou could have just asked me to dinner on your own.âÂ
Jeonghan swallows hard at your words, his confident facade breaking slightly as he looks down at his menu. Clearing his throat, Jeonghan tries to think of the right words before he finally manages to meet your eyes again.Â
âIs it shitty of me that Iâm afraid youâll turn me down? So this way, we were all going out. You had more of a reason to be here.âÂ
Your heart shouldnât be aching the way it was hearing another confession from Jeonghan but it was breaking your heart. You didnât know how to feel. You werenât sure what he even wanted you to say. The rules had been clear. You were just friends. Has that changed?Â
âJeonghanâŚâÂ
The whine in your voice sounds similar to a rejection and Jeonghan canât stand the idea of that so he just smiles and holds up his hands, happy to see the waiter standing beside you. He didnât want to hear how he wasnât good enough. He wasnât Kim Mingyu or Choi Seungcheol. He already knew, but that didnât make him want you any less. Maybe he could still prove it to you.Â
Jeonghan was thankful for the wine running through yours and his system as you laughed, leaning against his body. He knew you werenât so drunk that you werenât thinking clearly but you were feeling free enough that any of the earlier tension seemed to have melted away.Â
âIt was so good. Those coffee truffles⌠Jeonghan, oh my god. Babe, will you go back and get me more?âÂ
Hearing you call him babe was like injecting his veins with serotonin. Jeonghan nods before leaning to press a kiss to your jaw as you laugh sweetly. He would give you the world if you asked for it and laughed so beautifully for him like that.Â
âMm, I donât wanna go to bed.âÂ
You pout into your words, looking up at the hotel, as you dig into your purse for your key and Jeonghan holds on to your waist with a grin. You were adorable all of the time but when you were even a little tipsy, you dialed up the cute factor by a hundred, making him melt at the sight of you. Sliding the key from your fingers, Jeonghan listens to your laughter as he taps it against the reader and pulls open the door as you thank him.  Â
âThen we wonât go to our rooms yet. I know a place. I found it earlier.âÂ
Jeonghan piqued your curiosity, causing you to tilt your head with a small, curious sound. Laughing, the man lets you lean on him as he walks to the elevator, still using your key to open it, before pressing the button for the top floor.Â
âWhere are we going?âÂ
You lean between Jeonghanâs legs as he rests against the elevator wall, the quiet beeps of each floor being passed acting as background music. Smiling, Jeonghan slides his hands along the soft silk of your dress to rest them on your hips, leaning his head back against the wall with a small chuckle at your question.Â
âUp.âÂ
One final ding and the doors open to a long, quiet hallway. You lean back on your heels to look, making Jeonghan hold your wrists to keep you steady. The coast looked pretty clear; only a housekeeping cart and a few room service trays left outside the doors let you know to keep your voices down.Â
Lifting his finger to his lips, Jeonghan smiles behind his finger as you lower your head to suppress a laugh sticking by his side. The two of you sneak down the hallway, only stopping at the housekeeping cart long enough for Jeonghan to grab a blanket slipping it under his arm.Â
âWhere are we going?âÂ
The question once again slips from your lips as you glance back to make sure no one was following you and Jeonghan as he turns to the left to what seems like a dead end, a door leading to an emergency exit to the roof. Raising his brows, Jeonghan pushes the door with his shoulder and you wince, ready to hear an alarm but when nothing happens except the door opening, your eyes soften and your mouth falls open in surprise.Â
âShhh, our little secret.âÂ
Keeping your hand tightly in his, Jeonghan climbs the steps before pushing open a second door, causing you to gasp at the sight. From the roof of the hotel, you can see for miles on a clear night. The lights of the city twinkling and burning like stars and in the distance, even the Eiffel Tower greets you like something out of a movie as you let go of Jeonghanâs hand moving towards the wall lining the entire roof.Â
Jeonghan just watches you in awe as the wind lightly moves the dress around your legs as you rest your hands on the wall, looking out into the city. Sure, the city was beautiful but it had nothing on you. He had been to more places than most in the group but none of them compared to this... to you now.Â
âOh my god... Jeonghan, this is so pretty. Iâm so glad you found this.âÂ
Hands slide around your waist as Jeonghan moves to stand behind you with a smile on his lips. He had wanted to wait a bit longer and just watch you but the urge to touch you was just too great. Leaning back against him, you laugh under your breath, sliding your hands over his, taking in a deep breath of the night air. This was perfect. If you could write out how you wish your life could be lived every day and every night, it would be like this. You would be in Jeonghanâs arms, looking out over a beautiful city. But that was a pipe dream.Â
Nudging his nose against your neck, Jeonghan furrows his brows, feeling your shoulders drop. He could sense your mood changing but he wasnât sure why. All he knew was that he could and wouldnât let something so perfect go to waste.Â
âCan we pretend?âÂ
Jeonghanâs words, spoken against your neck, are almost so quiet that you have to strain to hear them but you close your eyes and furrow your brows in question.Â
âWhat?âÂ
Pressing his hands tighter against your stomach, Jeonghan practically whines out his words, causing your heart to tighten and practically shatter.Â
âThat we are more than this. Just tonight? Thatâs all Iâm asking for. I know Iâm not fucking worth it⌠but just pretend for me? OneâŚfucking night?âÂ
If he had any idea what he was asking you to do, it didnât seem to show. You were already suffering with the arrangement that you had and now he wanted more without actually having more. It was almost unbearable and yet all you can do is whimper out a âyesâ and a âplease, Jeonghan,â like the pathetic woman you are. You say it because you are irrevocably in love with Jeonghan and you canât admit it openly to yourself, much less to him.Â
Turning in his arms, you reach up to cup Jeonghanâs cheek as you feel his fingernails scratch along the silk of your dress at your waist. Dark brown eyes search yours for a short moment until soft lips finally connect with yours, taking your breath away.Â
Jeonghan was always a good kisser but there was something about this kiss that felt different. This kiss felt desperate, as if he was trying to make a point or to ingrain it into your memory forever, just in case there wasnât a second chance.Â
You whine out a soft moan, stepping back from the side of the roof as Jeonghan catches your bottom lip between his. He feels your free hand tug at the front of his jacket as if you are trying to keep him in place but just a few more steps back, he finally stops before pulling away to pick up the blanket he had put to the side.Â
You watch as Jeonghan lays out the blanket, kneeling down, before offering you his hand to help you do the same. Now it made sense; of course he had a plan. He always did. He was the type of person to think three steps ahead of everyone and usually five steps ahead of you. Carefully moving down to the blanket, you let Jeonghan pull you into his lap, his free hand tracing the line of your thigh and tugging your dress up your legs so as not to cause your dress to rip on the way down.Â
âYou look so fucking pretty tonight, baby. This dressâŚfuck⌠I love it but Iâshit, I gotta see you. Wanna see you under the stars. Wanna fuck you under them.âÂ
It was cliche and yet Jeonghanâs words had your cheeks on fire. The words had your breath quickening as you straddled his lap, feeling his fingers trying to figure out how to impatiently undo the dozens of buttons as he whined in annoyance.Â
âGoddammit⌠There are too many.âÂ
Shaking your head, you watch as Jeonghan glances up at you, mischief in his eyes as he grabs either side of your dress at the front, trying to tug at it to make the buttons come loose. Reaching up to grab his hands, you whine, making him sigh at you, his tongue running across his lips as you pout at him, trying to make him see reason.Â
âI didnât buy it... It was a gift from Mingyu.âÂ
Pressing his tongue into his cheek, Jeonghan lifts his brows, learning where your dress came from. He knew deep down that there was nothing between you and Mingyu but that didnât stop him from seeing red in that moment and it didnât stop him from making a split second decision. The sound of expensive buttons being flung across the roof makes you gasp as you lean back, looking down at your ruined dress as Jeonghan groans, leaning to kiss over the lace covering your breasts.Â
âJeonghanâŚWhat the fuck?âÂ
âIâll buy you another one. Iâll buy you a hundred more. Just donât say his name again, not tonight.â
Muttering against your chest, Jeonghan shakes his head, sliding his fingers along your shoulders to push the dress down your arms before he looks up to meet your eyes. You see no sense of regret or remorse in his eyes, just lust and something else that you arenât sure if you can name or that you want to.Â
Leaning your head back, you close your eyes, feeling Jeonghanâs lips move up the length of your neck towards your jaw. Chillbumps erupt along your skin as his fingers guide your dress down your arms, letting the material pool at your waist when you slip your hands from the sleeves.Â
âThen donât leave me like this alone.âÂ
You whine out the words so sweetly that Jeonghan smiles on your skin, a small chuckle escaping his lips before he sits back, shrugging off his jacket, letting you help him undo the buttons of his shirt. Your nails lightly scratch his chest as your eyes take in his handsome face. You had looked at him hundreds of times this closely before but this time felt different and on some levels, you knew this time would hurt your heart more in the morning.Â
Tossing his shirt to the side, Jeonghan reaches up to cup your cheek, leaning to brush his lips against yours with a soft sigh at the feeling of your kiss. You were giving into a feeling this time and he could tell. Furrowing his brows, Jeonghan uses his free hand to work open the clasp of your bra, feeling it give way as you arch your chest towards him, your hands holding tightly to his biceps as if grounding you to the roof and to him.Â
Cold air nips at your breasts when Jeonghan slides the lace from your body before warm breath walks across the same path. You feel his hands holding the arch of your back as your fingers push through his hair, a moan slipping from your lips at the feeling of his lips against your skin.
âPlease, JeonghanâŚâÂ
Furrowing his brows, Jeonghan pauses, leaving his lips pressed against the soft skin of your breast, when you breathe out his name, begging for more. In what seems like just a span of a heartbeat, you find yourself on your back on the blanket, Jeonghan hovering over you, his longer dark hair framing his face as his eyes move over your face.Â
Lifting your hips, you find yourself shying away from Jeonghanâs attention as he slips the dress down your legs, a shaky breath escaping from between his lips at the sight of you bare in front of him. He knew it had just been a day since he had laid between your legs but every time felt like a privilege, especially this time.Â
âHoly shit, babyâŚâÂ
Trying to turn your head, Jeonghanâs long, slender fingers stop you. In Jeonghan's opinion, there was no reason for you to look away or for you to be embarrassed by anything. You were perfect.Â
Another soft, âplease...â reaches Jeonghanâs ears as his thumb brushes under your bottom lip, causing his brows to knit together just slightly. He had heard you beg before; he had even made you beg but he didnât want to make you beg or want anything this time. Tonight, he wanted to give you anything and everything you wanted. Tonight he wanted to prove something to you, even if it was just pretend.Â
Watching Jeonghan nod and move back to his knee, your eyes fall to his hands as he lets out a deep breath, working his belt open with shaky fingers. Sitting up, you listen to how Jeonghanâs breath changes when your hands take the place of his, your fingers steadily undoing his belt and his jeans, before you meet his eyes through lowered lashes.Â
Jeonghan canât help but smile, a laugh escaping from his lips on an exhale in reaction to even the smallest action from you. There was no denying that he was turned on but there was more to it that even he couldnât explain in a single night. Shaking his head, Jeonghan moves to his feet, his eyes still on yours, as you watch from the blanket as he sheds the last of his clothes before moving back to his knees and back into your touch.Â
Leaning his forehead against yours, Jeonghan groans, feeling the warmth of your body against his as he lays between your legs. Sliding your leg along his thigh, you rest your knee at his hip and run your fingers along his arm, enjoying the feeling of the weight of his body even as you ache for him between your thighs.Â
Furrowing his brows, Jeonghan licks his lips when he tries to move, his hand pushing against the blanket and you cling to him, keeping him close to you. Meeting your eyes, he finds a desperate look in your eyes that he knows he isnât going to be able to resist even before you speak.Â
âJustâŚplease? Fuck me, Jeonghan, please.âÂ
He hadnât prepped you and he hadnât touched you since yesterday but he could feel how aroused you were as his cock rested between your legs. Groaning, Jeonghan starts to shake his head in a feeble attempt to argue with you and reason with you but when you lift your hips and rub your pussy against him, every thought in his mind is lost. Instead, Jeonghan whispers your name on your lips as you kiss him and beg him again with your hand cupping his jaw.Â
Nodding, Jeonghan reaches between the two of you, lining himself up with you and listening to your breath hitch as he pushes into your tight walls slowly until he bottoms out, his hips resting fully against yours. With one hand resting beside your head, Jeonghan grips your hip with the other hand, resting his forehead against yours as he stays still for a moment to catch his breath as you clench around him.Â
The stretch is familiar and yet without the prep, though you had begged him to skip it, you find yourself needing the moment to adjust. Jeonghan wasnât too big but instead, it was as if his body was made for yours and he filled you perfectly. Once the initial pain of the stretch faded, only the feeling of euphoria and the need for him to move remained.Â
Lightly scratching your nails against the side of his neck, you swallow hard to catch your breath before nodding and lifting your hips as if trying to urge him without words. Jeonghan groans into a soft chuckle of your name that sounds like a plea for mercy before you swallow the sound with a kiss as your lips find his.Â
Furrowing his brows, Jeonghan rocks his hips towards yours, filling you once again deeply, causing you to moan into the kiss. Each thrust sends the knot in your stomach to tighten, pushing you towards the edge and your orgasm. The way that Jeonghan seems to know your body and how he finds just the right angle wordlessly, moaning his name as tears gather on the rims of your eyes, makes your head spin.Â
âBabyâŚâÂ
The pet name whispered against your cheek so softly that the tears that had collected in your eyes fell on a soft sob as you wrapped your arm around Jeonghanâs neck. You pull him closer to you not wanting him to see you cry from something other than pleasure. Closing his eyes tightly as his lips rest against the crook of your neck, Jeonghan hisses out something intelligible that he is afraid you might hear or he might regret as he feels you tightening around him, your orgasm ripping through you. There were three small words that he had tried so hard to keep to himself that could mean nothing or everything.Â
With a few more uneven thrusts, Jeonghan follows you over that edge, quickly pulling out of you to cum on to your stomach with a labored, breathy groan, his eyes searching for yours as you avoid him. He could see the tears that had streamed down your face and across your temples into your hair but he wasnât sure if they were good tears or not.Â
Reaching up to wipe his thumb under your eye, Jeonghan opens his mouth to speak but the words are hard to get out. There was so much he wished he could say to you if he werenât so stupid and scared, so instead he shifted to his other hand and wiped the tears from your other eye before using his shirt to clean your stomach silently.Â
After a few moments, silence was deafening, and you felt like you were going to scream if one of you didnât speak. It had never been this quiet after you and Jeonghan had fucked but then again, it had never felt like that before. Swallowing hard, you look up as Jeonghan finishes buttoning his shirt, your dress mostly covering your body.Â
âJeongââÂ
âY/NâŚâÂ
Both of you stop speaking. Having spoken over one another, a smile lifts at both of your lips and Jeonghan shakes his head, leaning down to pick up his jacket before he moves to put it on you. Moving around you, he meets your eyes as he zips up the jacket before leaning to press a kiss to your lips and you feel your heart beat hard and fast like itâs going to burst or break. You arenât sure which will happen first.Â
âLetâs get you to bed. Itâs late and Iâm sure Mingyu will call the cops if he wakes up and finds you missing from your bed.âÂ
Nodding, you feel Jeonghanâs fingers slide against your hand before his fingers lace with yours and he leads you back towards the door and back to reality, where the two of you could stop playing pretend. You feel the tears once again prickling at your eyes. Sniffling, you will the tears back, at least until you are safe in bed and away from Jeonghanâs watchful eye.Â
Jihoon lifts his brows as you swirl the wine glass in front of you thoughtfully before taking a sip. You glance towards where Soonyoung is talking to a pretty lady showing him another bottle of wine before you once again frown into your glass. It wasnât like you to be so quiet or to look so down.Â
You and Jihoon werenât as close as some of the others in the group. In truth, you and Soonyoung were closer but over the years, everyone had grown up. Personalities had changed and around a year ago, you had found yourself picking up the phone to text or call Jihoon more often for advice or just to talk.Â
âWanna join us for this wine tour, Y/N? You scheduled it.âÂ
Looking up from your glass, you meet Jihoonâs eyes with a look of surprise and guilt. You knew you had been more distracted and distant all day but hearing it from Jihoonâs mouth snapped you back to reality.Â
âIâm sorry, Jihoon... just a lot on my mind.âÂ
Nodding, Jihoon takes a sip of his wine, glancing towards Soonyoung, who seems oblivious to not only the conversation but any of the tension as he accepts a different glass of wine.Â
âI can tell. Maybe you need to just tell Jeonghan how you feel about him.âÂ
With your own glass sitting against your lips, at Jihoonâs words, you choke on your wine, watching the man smile and take another sip as if he had just told you about the weather. The sound of your coughing is finally what draws Soonyoung back to you, concern on his face as he pats your back, leaning to look at you closely.Â
âYou okay? Donât drink it so fast.âÂ
âSheâs fine, Soonyoung.âÂ
Nodding, you try to agree with Jihoon but Soonyoung takes the glass from your hand, leading you towards one of the empty tables, making Jihoon follow with a sigh.Â
âIâm okay, I promise.âÂ
Gesturing his hand out towards you as if to say, I told you so, Jihoon takes the seat across from you as Soonyoung sits beside you, his brows finally relaxing.Â
âOkay⌠you wanna keep going?âÂ
Jihoon watches you closely as you consider the question, your eyes falling to your phone in your hand. When you take longer than he feels necessary to answer, he purses his lips, leaning forward to rest his chin on his fist and looking towards Soonyoung, meeting his eyes. The two share a quick, silent conversation.Â
âIâI mean, yeah, course ââ
âI think Jeonghan canceled his plans on Shua today too.âÂ
Blinking a few times at Soonyoungâs words, you take a breath before leaning forward to rest your head in your hands. The warmth of Soonyoungâs hand running along your back is as soothing as it is humiliating as his words echo in your head.Â
âY/N⌠Itâs not a big deal.âÂ
Scoffing, you sit up, sniffing back any emotion that has come to the surface, before you look at either of your friends with a shrug. You had been careful. Clearly, Jeonghan had been the one to fuck up but maybe you could still keep this a secret on your part.Â
âWhat? Why would I care what heâs doing today?âÂ
Smirking, Jihoon lets out a breath that sounds more like a chuckle as he leans back in his chair, causing you to look in his direction. Meeting your eyes, the man lifts his hands in disbelief at your attempt to lie.Â
âReally? Thatâs how you are going to try to play this?âÂ
The look on Jihoonâs face made you want to smack him but you tried to keep a look of indifference on yours. Sighing, Soonyoung just shakes his head, resting his arm on your chair behind your back, tilting his head towards you.Â
âYou are dating him, arenât you? I meanâŚkinda what it seems like. Heâs all over you and if anyone even looks at you for too long, we get a death stare from him. Even MingyuâŚâ Smiling, Soonyoung lifts his hand from the chair to brush under his nose, amused as he speaks. âEspecially Mingyu.âÂ
Sighing as you lift, you reach for your wine, taking a sip of it and lifting your shoulders in mild defeat. Soonyoung wasnât telling you anything you didnât know. After last night and the state of your dress lying in your suitcase, hiding from Mingyu, you knew that Jeonghan had the wrong impression of your relationship with himâor he just didnât want to understand it.Â
âItâs not my fault he canât control his face. At least this isnât my fault.âÂ
Sharing another look with Soonyoung, Jihoon smiles at you before finally laughing as he looks down at his fingers around the stem of his wine glass.Â
âUh, Y/N, you both fucked up if your goal was to keep your...â Furrowing his brows, Jihoon meets your eyes, looking for a bit of clarification, getting none before he continues. âRelationship, a secret.âÂ
Now it was you who needed the clarification. You couldnât think of a single time that you had been careless enough to make your relationship with Jeonghan as obvious as Jihoon was making it seem. Lifting your brows, you whine Jihoonâs name, making the man lower his head and nod before he continues with his explanation.Â
âAbout a month ago, you called me around like, fuck, two in the morning. You were wasted and Iâm pretty sure you were hanging out at Cheolâs.â Sighing, Jihoon looks at Soonyoung as if looking for moral support as he continues. âYou said something about wanting me to keep a secret about Jeonghan. No matter what I said, I couldnât stop you, so you told me you were sleeping with him.âÂ
There wasnât enough wine or water in all of Paris to help the way that your mouth went dry at Jihoonâs words. You knew that you got drunk with Seungcheol on occasion and you also knew that there were a few times you couldn't remember the night before. You also knew there were nights you would see phone calls or texts to friends, mostly Jeonghan, that you couldnât remember the next day, but never in your wildest dreams did you imagine you would do something like what Jihoon was recounting for you.Â
Wincing in embarrassment for you, Soonyoung watches you stare at your wine glass for a full minute before you slide your purse on to your shoulder and clear your throat.Â
âUh⌠Iâm so fucking sorry, Jihoon. Iâm sorry to both of you. For today and for that night. FuckâŚfor any night that I have done anything stupid like that.âÂ
When you start to stand up to leave, Soonyoung reaches out to take your hand with a frown on his face. You close your eyes, feeling his thumb press against your palm as he grounds you to the moment, his voice soothing you like his hand had rubbed your back moments before.Â
âNo one is mad at you or upset. Honestly, not many others really know. Some of them assume something is up but personally, I just want you both to be happy. You clearly like each other.âÂ
Closing your eyes, you swallow hard feeling tears that threaten to fall as they collect behind your lashes. It wasnât that simple, but neither of your friends knew that. Shaking your head, you carefully pull your hand from Soonyoungâs.Â
âIâm just a phase, Soonie. IâI gotta go. Have a good day. SorryâŚâÂ
Barely meeting Jihoonâs eyes, you see him start to speak as you reach up to wipe away a tear as quickly as it falls before you slip past a group of people moving into the winery.Â
âFuck.âÂ
Nodding along with Soonyoungâs one word response to your exit, Jihoon sighs as you walk out of the door. He felt like he could have handled the situation better but he hoped you needed the push.Â
Watching Jeonghan from his bed, Joshua lifts his brow as Jeonghan sighs for the umpteenth time. They had plans to go on a walking tour, to see the Eiffel Tower, the Seine River, and maybe even get some food before the end of the day, but now Joshua was feeling like those plans were changing.Â
Lifting his hand to rub at his eyes, Jeonghan tries to push you from his mind and the tears he had seen on your cheeks as he had walked back to your room with you. He tried to forget the sad smile you had given him as you said goodnight and handed him back his jacketâthe jacket he was thinking about putting on for the day. Now the jacket was lying on his bed, and he had stared at it, sighed at it, and walked away from it multiple times as his best friend watched thoughtfully.Â
âDid the jacket offend your family?âÂ
Laughing into a breath, Jeonghan slides his hand down his face and over his lips as he shakes his head. He knew Joshua was trying to lighten the mood and make him laugh but he had no idea what was really going on. As far as Jeonghan knew, no one knew about his arrangement with youâwell, besides Dokyeom but he was clearly just observant.Â
âNahâŚjust not sure I wanna wear it.âÂ
Sighing, Joshua purses his lips as Jeonghan picks up the jacket and brings it to his nose, taking in a breath before shaking his head. Either he hadnât washed the jacket in a long time or something else had happened with it that he wasnât telling Joshua about, which only meant one thing.Â
âSo, did you wanna tell me what's going on? This have anything to do with the texts Iâm getting from Jihoon about how fucking depressed Y/N seems today?âÂ
Furrowing his brows, Jeonghan looks down at the jacket in his hands. It smelled like you, not just your perfume but just you and he knew if he wore it today he would be even more lost in his head. Joshuaâs words pull him back from his thoughts but only make him put up an instant facade as Jeonghan smiles and shakes his head.Â
âHuh? What do you mean? Is she, uh, she okay? Should I text her?â The facade starts to crack the moment he tries to talk about you; no matter how good of a liar Jeonghan could be when it came to you, it was becoming harder to pretend. Licking his lips, Jeonghan looks down and manages to continue what he was saying. âIâm not sure what I could say to help her, but I could check on her if you think I should.âÂ
Laying his jacket across a chair, Jeonghan shakes his head at his own weakness, knowing he must look like an idiot. As Joshua just sighs and sits up on the bed. He knew that look even without actually seeing it. He had been best friends with Joshua Hong for nearly a decade; they were closer to brothers than friends at this point and if there was anyone that it was difficult to lie to, it was him.Â
âStop. Iâve pretended not to notice because you two obviously wanted to keep it a secret but I know you better than almost anyone.â Tilting his head, Joshua watches Jeonghan scoff as he listens to him speak. âI thought you would just tell me when you were ready but something happened, so just fucking talk to me, man. I hate seeing you miserable. I donât like seeing Y/N upset either.âÂ
Reaching up to once again pinch the bridge of his nose like he is getting a headache, Jeonghan moves back to his bed, sitting down on it with a loud sigh. The sigh was one of defeat mixed with relief as he finally met Joshuaâs eyes and nodded.Â
âI fucked up. I could have fucked anyone else and it wouldnât have mattered but itâs been her.âÂ
Joshuaâs shoulders lift as he takes in a deep breath, getting confirmation of what he had assumed to be true. He knew things had been different for months but he also knew that even if Jeonghan hadnât wanted to admit it to you or to most of the others, he had had a crush on you for years.Â
âOkay⌠So, like last night or?âÂ
The question hangs in the air until Jeonghan tilts his head and winces out of embarrassment and anxiety. Joshua had known the answer to his own questions but that hadnât stopped him from hoping this wasnât as messy as it seemed. With the look on Jeonghanâs face, he knew it was a potential tangled web that could lead to the end of friendships.Â
âShitâI..okay, I mean, I figured, but...âÂ
Scoffing in disbelief, Jeonghan leans over his knees, putting his head in his hands. Had he been that obvious. He knew he had gotten a little jealous lately and maybe a bit more careless when it came to how he was acting towards Mingyu, but otherwise he felt like he wasnât that transparent.Â
âI assume you arenât dating.âÂ
Shaking his head, still unable to meet Joshuaâs eyes out of fear of what he will find in them, Jeonghan runs his fingers through his hair and closes his eyes.Â
âBut you are, and correct me if Iâm wrong here. You are in love with her.âÂ
Fingers dig into his scalp hard as Joshua says the words out loud so flippantly. Narrowing his eyes, Joshua leans forward to watch Jeonghan as he processes what he had said before he sits up and slaps his hands down over his thighs with an unamused laugh.Â
âBecause Iâm an idiot.â Rolling his eyes, Jeonghan still avoids Joshuaâs as his voice wavers even slightly. âYou know we came up with rules? I came up with most of them when we decided to do this.â Pushing his thumbs into the meat of his thighs, Jeonghan lets out an unamused laugh as he seems to bask in his stupidity and the levity of the situation. âAll because I wanted her to agree to sleeping with me because I thought that was the only way Iâd get her to be with me.âÂ
While Joshua could see how, where, and why the arrangement came to be, it still made him sad as he watched his best friend breakdown. He had never been in a similar situation and he didnât think of you in the same way, but he did see how Jeonghan looked at you.Â
âWhy would that be the only way? Why didnât you just ask her out?â Scoffing, Joshua gestures towards his friend as if trying to get him to see reason as he speaks, his voice kind but firm. âWhy donât you ask her out now?âÂ
Now Joshua was being ridiculous. He knew his best friend was intelligentâperhaps one of his smartest friendsâbut that idea sounded akin to driving his car into the ocean. Jeonghan wasnât sure what he would do if he knew for sure that you didnât care about him in the same way.Â
âAnd risk losing one of my best friends? Are you fucking insane? She doesnât like me like that, Shua.âÂ
Standing up, Jeonghan starts to pace. The weight of Joshuaâs eyes is heavy but somehow it is still a comfort, even when he knows that he is frustrated with him. Narrowing his eyes, Joshua looks away from Jeonghan after a moment to look at his phone, seeing a text message from his group chat with Jihoon and Soonyoung. Lifting the phone from the bed, he scoffs under his breath, glancing towards the man in front of him as Jeonghan gnaws at his thumbnail, lost in thought.Â
"Clearly, she does. Jihoon said sheâs not going to make it through the wine tour with them.â Glancing back down at his phone, Joshua texts back as he speaks quietly, knowing Jeonghan is still paying attention to him. âAnd I know we arenât going out. You two need to fucking talk.âÂ
Jeonghanâs mouth starts to open, only to close when he meets Joshuaâs eyes as he looks over his phone. He knew it wasnât a suggestion but the idea of it was terrifying.Â
âFigure it out, Jeonghan. Donât throw away your friendship and the potential of something else over your pride.âÂ
Sliding off the bed to stand up, Joshua pats Jeonghan on the shoulder, making sure to meet his eyes and see some understanding behind them before heading to the door.Â
You hadnât necessarily needed a shower after your failed trip to the winery, but the hot water running over your face and body felt good and it had washed away your tears. The only unfortunate thing was that it only lasted as long as you stayed in the shower and as you sat on your bed, skin still slightly damp under loose clothes, you felt the weight of everything pushing back down on you.Â
It wasnât supposed to be like this. There had been rules to stop any of this pain and yet from the first time that you and Jeonghan had slept together, there had been pain. You had known then that you should have stopped but you didnât want to. You didnât want to stop that time or any other time after it, not even last night, as your heart felt like it was breaking into two. It was only the day after you felt like the most idiotic person on the face of the planet, thinking you could have more with someone who didnât love you back, that you regretted it all.Â
Maybe it was time to end it.Â
Leaning to pick up your cell phone, you stare at Jeonghanâs name for a moment before pressing your thumb down over his name and putting the phone to your ear, listening to it try to connect. Closing your eyes, you take a breath, only to furrow your brows a moment later when you hear his ring tone as if it's just outside of your door.Â
âHey, let me in, please.âÂ
His voice was quiet but you could still hear him from two places, your phone and on the other side of the door. Taking a breath, you look at your phone, hearing the sound of a phone call ending knowing that he is waiting for you to open the door.Â
It was a simple task. Get up, unlock the door, open it, and greet Jeonghan, but as you looked at the door, knowing he was on the other side after everything that had already happened today and after what had happened last night it felt like you were preparing to scale Mount Everest.Â
With one last deep breath, you move to your feet, take the few steps that feel like miles to the door and open it to meet Jeonghanâs eyes. You werenât sure what you had expected to see when you saw him. Perhaps you had expected the usual with himâhis handsome face and cocky smirk on his face but instead you were met with a solemn look and dark circles from a restless night.Â
âI just⌠can we talk?âÂ
Nodding, you step to the side, letting Jeonghan move past you into the room as he pushes his hands into his jean pockets, only to take them out again out of nerves. Jeonghan had always been one of the most confident people you had known but today looking at him, you were seeing a different man.Â
You were seeing the man that you saw late at night when he buried his face against your neck and muttered sweetly about it being the best place on earth. You were seeing the man who made you cry after those moments when he wouldnât call you until three days later, seemingly just disappearing. This was the man who kept you on an emotional rollercoaster.Â
âYeahâŚI think we need to. I have something I wanna talk to you about too.âÂ
Closing his eyes for a few seconds, Jeonghan feels his heart in his throat before he tries to put on a facade, not knowing that itâs cracked, when he turns to look at you, offering you a sad smile.Â
âYeah? YouâŚyouâuh, wanna go first then?âÂ
Maybe after what Joshua had told him, he didnât have to be the first one to say it. The words were so terrifying to him. Those words made him feel like you were going to run away from him and losing you as a friend and a lover was enough to make him feel like his chest was going to explode.Â
Shaking your head, you lift your brows, offering Jeonghan an unamused laugh as you move back towards your bed to sit down, pulling your legs up to criss-cross them under you. Watching him move towards you, Jeonghan pauses to meet your eyes before he sits down apprehensively beside you.Â
âSure⌠Iâve been thinking and I love â â The words get caught in your throat but Jeonghan hears the word love, causing him to sit up, only for his heart to pound in his ears as you keep speaking. âLoved the sex but I donât think I can do it anymore. YouâWe said we could call it off at any time.âÂ
The words make sense to Jeonghan but it is like he is in a tunnel where the wind is too loud for him to actually pick up on the sound of your voice as he stares at you, seeing your lips moving. You were asking to stop. You wanted to end it. That wasnât what he thought you were going to say even if it made sense with the look he had seen in your eyes last night and with what Joshua had said earlier.Â
âJeonghan? YouâI mean⌠It's nothing serious. Thatâs what you said. Youâve made that very clear, several times.âÂ
A smile pulls at Jeonghanâs lips before he laughs but you can tell he isnât happy and nothing is funny. You know Jeonghan well enough to know when he is deflecting and when he is in pain. Shaking his head, Jeonghan looks down at his hands before closing his eyes, muttering to himself something you canât quite make out.Â
âWhat? You were too quiet, I couldnât ââÂ
âI just saidâI said Iâm stupid.âÂ
Neither of you move; the room is silent as you watch with furrowed brows as Jeonghan reaches up to wipe under his eye, keeping his face hidden with his dark hair. You had seen Jeonghan cry before over serious things but something like thisâthe loss of a meaningless relationshipâwasn't something you thought he would be upset over. You, on the other hand, felt like you were breaking as you watched the man you loved be upset, feeling like you couldnât do anything to help him.Â
âDonât say that about yourself. Youâve done nothing ââÂ
Scoffing, Jeonghan glances at you, making you pause when you see the disappointment on his face. Sitting up, he turns towards you, starting to reach for your hand. He stops short, closing his hand into a loose fist and resting it on your knee.Â
âI have done everything wrong, so I know you want to be nice and tell me to be kinder to myself but, Y/N, Iâm so fucking stupid. Is it not painfully obvious that I am in love with you?âÂ
You look at Jeonghan with the same expression as you would a complex piece of literature. It was as if he had just tried to explain your feelings back to you, making you feel exposed to the sun. Shaking your head, you try to come up with the right words, only to let out a soft exhale of Jeonghanâs name, looking away.Â
Finally scooting closer to take your hand in his, Jeonghan feels the hole in the pit of his stomach struggling to fill as he tries to salvage what he feels like he has ruined. Lifting his other hand, Jeonghan timidly dares to run his fingers along your jaw, turning your face towards him so he can meet your eyes once again.Â
âI told you yesterday that I donât deserve this... I donât deserve you and I meant it, but baby, I love you so fucking much.â Swallowing down his emotion, Jeonghan licks his lips as he searches your eyes, trying to gauge your reaction, his hand trembling against your neck. âIâm sorry. Iâm really sorry that I did it like this. I told you, Iâm stupid.âÂ
It wasnât fair; none of this was fair. It wasnât fair that you felt like melting into Jeonghanâs touch or that you wanted to run away from him. It didnât feel real and you had never imagined that Yoon Jeonghan would fall in love with you. You were just his stupid friend that he happened to be attracted to, but now he was telling you that everything you felt, he felt too.Â
âWhat the hell, Jeonghan?âÂ
Your voice causes Jeonghanâs eyes to close; that whine in your voice sounds like the rejection that he was so terrified of. You look over his handsome face, feeling his hand fall from your neck when you make the leap, leaning forward to brush your lips against his.Â
Jeonghan gasps at the feeling, his hand reaching back out, holding the back of your neck and pulling you in closer, your lips firmly against his as he furrows his brows. He knew that if you actually wanted him to let you go, he would. He would give you anything you wanted. He would have given you anything from day one if he hadnât been so afraid.Â
Resting his forehead against yours, Jeonghan listens to your soft breaths, your hands now clinging to the front of his shirt as if to keep him close to you. You hadnât said anything back but right now he wasnât sure he even needed you to; he just needed to know that you wanted him and you didnât want him to leave.Â
Lips brush against your cheek before Jeonghan whispers your name like a question, sitting back to look at you, searching for his answer. A nod and look of desperation in your eyes is enough for him to pull you into his lap and have his lips back on yours as his hands roamed your back under your shirt, feeling your skin under his fingers.Â
Whining his name once again, you run your fingers through Jeonghanâs hair as you arch your chest against his, feeling chill bumps erupt along your skin at his touch. There was nothing that you wanted more than that feeling, the feeling of his hands on your body and his lips on your skin.Â
Whispering âplease,â you meet Jeonghanâs eyes as he groans, feeling you roll your hips over his. This hadnât been his plan but he wasnât going to deny you. He could feel his cock starting to get hard with every gentle grind of your hips over him and you were driving him crazy while making him fall in love with you all over again as he stared up at you.Â
âIâll give you whatever you wantâeverythingâanything; just ask for it.âÂ
Moving to your knees, you rest your hands on Jeonghanâs shoulders, tilting your head to press your lips to his once more before speaking against them as you feel his hands rest under your ass.Â
âMake love to me then, thatâs what I want.âÂ
A breathy moan escapes from between your lips when Jeonghan lays you on your back and hovers over you, brushing his thumb across your cheek while admiring you. He had looked at you before but now he was wondering if he had ever really looked at you. He was noticing little things about the color of your eyes, freckles on your face, and how his heart was beating so hard.Â
âI love you.âÂ
He had told you that he was in love with you but it was different hearing him say it that way and while he was looking at you like this. It felt real. Closing your eyes you feel the familiar tears start to well up in your eyes causing you to fight them as you reach up to hold Jeonghanâs wrist in case he were to change his mind.Â
When tears do finally run from the corners of your eyes along your temples, Jeonghan takes a deep breath leaning to rest his forehead against yours letting you cling to him. He knew now that the tears last night were sad like he had feared. Making a silent promise to himself to make up for it, Jeonghan kisses you gently, his thumb brushing away some of your tears as he speaks against your lips quietly.Â
âI love you, Y/N.âÂ
You nod, nudging your nose against Jeonghanâs as your hands move to find the end of his shirt, working it up his torso. You feel the way his stomach tightens under your fingers when he takes a deep breath before sitting back to let you pull his shirt over his head.
The fabric falls from your fingers onto the bed, your eyes moving from Jeonghanâs face over his chest and down his stomach to where your fingers rest on the top of his jeans. Taking a deep breath, Jeonghan leans his head back to the feeling of your gentle touch and the much needed relief as you work the zipper of his jeans down.Â
âFuckâŚLet me take care of you this time. Please?âÂ
Meeting your eyes, Jeonghan is happy to see the way you bite at your lips, your pretty smile pulling at the corner of your lips as you tilt your head on the bed to look at him almost innocently. Nodding, you lift your hips, letting Jeonghan shimmy your shorts down your legs. Licking his lips, Jeonghan kicks his jeans and boxers away. His eyes stay fixed on you, studying you as if you were a piece of art to be admired.Â
âI love every part of this and if you want me to make love to you, let me do it right.âÂ
Arching your back, you let Jeonghan slide your shirt up and over your head. He was once again really looking at you as he moved back on to the bed and between your legs. You were bare in front of him and everything about you was perfect as he studied your body. He took note of every single mole and even the smallest of scars, stopping to kiss them on the way to lying between your thighs.Â
Warm breath causes you to close your eyes and push your head back against the pillow. The first brush of Jeonghanâs tongue between your folds allows the tip of it to tease your clit, make your toes curl and gasp his name.Â
Getting a taste of you had never been enough for Jeonghan and this time he was going to enjoy it as if it were the last time, just in case it was. He wanted you to remember the way his name felt on your lips. He wanted you to remember how his mouth felt between your legs and how his fingers felt buried deep inside you as he curled them back towards your stomach, making you arch off the bed.Â
You gasp for a breath between moans. Reaching between your legs, you thread your fingers in Jeonghanâs hair as you push your hips towards his mouth, hearing him groan against your folds. He knew you inside and out and yet he had never made you cum so hard and so fast before.Â
âOh my god, Jeonghan, I canâtâah!âÂ
Using his thumb to rub circles against your clit, Jeonghan watches you lift your hips, searching for your second orgasm, as he licks your cum from his lips. When you fall apart for a second time on his fingers, Jeonghan furrows his brows, cursing under his breath at the sight. There were few things on Earth that were that beautiful.Â
Fingers carefully slip from you, making you whine at how empty you suddenly feel but once you glance at Jeonghan resting between your legs, sucking his fingers clean, you moan, lifting your hand to cover your face. He was such a handsome man and he was doing something that seemed so dirty.Â
Smiling, Jeonghan tilts his head while watching you cover your face. He loved that no matter how much dirty shit had come out of your mouth in the past or how much the two of you had done, you always seemed so innocent. You were perfect in his eyes.Â
Carefully pulling your hand from your face, Jeonghan presses his lips to your knuckles, looking down at you. You canât help but notice the way your body heats up at the simple action and the way your heart tightens seeing him smile against your fingers.Â
âYou are so beautiful; donât hide.âÂ
Pressing your lips together, you can only see Jeonghanâs gaze as he moves your hand back to the bed beside your head, his thumb pressing to your palm gently before he lets go completely. You were used to Jeonghan being more rushed with you. Not necessarily rough but you both knew what you liked in bed and it wasnât that he was treating you like he was now; it wasnât something you didnât like; it had just never been on the table. How he was treating you now was intimate; he was treating you like a man in love, like he said he was.Â
Brushing his lips against yours, Jeonghan smiles, feeling you do the same. He didnât think there was a need to rush anything, especially if he was going to treat this like it might be the last time. You hadnât told him how you felt and though he was hopeful, he wasnât going to put words in your mouth.Â
You moan softly against Jeonghanâs lips. The tip of his cock nudges against your entrance as his hand runs along your outer thigh to your knee and Jeonghan urges your leg up towards his hip. With his free hand, Jeonghan holds himself steady even as he groans on your lips, feeling your warm, wet walls pull him in and clench around his cock.Â
Wrapping your leg around Jeonghanâs back, you let your head fall back, his thumb pressing against your skin just under your knee as he thrusts into you slowly and deeply. Pulling him in closer with your leg wrapped around him, you whisper Jeonghanâs name when he doesnât start moving immediately. You knew that he liked to let you adjust but your desire for him was outweighing anything else.Â
Nodding, Jeonghan moves his hand from your leg to cup your cheek, resting his forehead against yours as he rocks his hips to meet yours in a smooth, deep thrust that makes you moan out a sound similar to a sob. Jeonghan could tell the difference now as tears started to fall from your eyes, these tears were from pleasure and not because you were sad. These tears he would want to see any day of the week. Jeonghan would die to hear you sob his name as you clenched around his cock and begged him so sweetly not to stop.Â
âIâm not, baby⌠you are so fucking perfect. Holy shit, I know I ââ Groaning as he feels you clench hard around him, Jeonghan pauses to take a breath before burying himself inside of you as deep as possible feeling your thigh tremble as it rests against his side. âI know Iâve said it a few times nowâŚbut I love you. Fuck, I love you, not just this but you. Need you to understand that.âÂ
Your fingers scratch as Jeonghanâs shoulders as you feel the pressure building and the cord winding tighter and tighter as he pushes you towards another orgasm. Itâs only his words that keep you grounded and make you whimper his name as you pull his mouth to yours to make him stop talking when you fall apart for him once again.Â
Trying to breathe into your kiss, Jeonghan furrows his brows tightly, feeling the way your pussy hugs him and then tightens around him like a vice when you cum around him. His thrusts slow only for a moment before becoming harder and filled with even more purpose as Jeonghan starts to chase his own release.Â
A choke groan gets caught in his throat when Jeonghan cums, filling you with each one of his thrusts. Your fingers dig into his shoulder and bicep, leaving half-moon divots to mark where you have been as he pushes you towards the headboard with each deep thrust.Â
Soft lips walk across your throat and up to your jaw before finally making their way to your lips, pulling you back to reality. Jeonghan listens to your small whine when he slips from you once again, leaving you empty. Your arms and legs felt like they were being held up by strings until they were finally on the mattress and you found it hard to make them move again, causing you to pout and Jeonghan to laugh softly against your lips at your reaction to how tired you are.Â
âTired, baby?âÂ
You nod, leaning your head into Jeonghanâs palm as he brushes his hand over the side of your head and over your hair. Even with your eyes closed, you could feel his eyes searching your face for answers and you knew it was the one he was looking for. You hadnât been ready to give it to him at first but the more you lay in his arms and even considered anything different, the more your heart told you that you already knew.Â
âI love you, Jeonghan.âÂ
Finally hearing you tell him that you love him, Jeonghan closes his eyes and leans forward to rest his face against the crook of your neck with a sigh. You can almost feel the weight lift from him as he nods against your skin, placing a kiss on your neck before muttering quietly against the column of your neck.Â
âI love you, too.âÂ
With his headphones half on his head, Mingyu stands in the doorway of his shared hotel room only for a moment before groaning and lifting his hand to cover his eyes at the sight in front of him. He had assumed that you and Jeonghan were together and after talking to Dokyeom, he knew even moreâhe knew more of the drama behind itâbut clearly, that was hopefully a thing of the past.Â
He just hadnât wanted to be privy to it.Â
Glancing towards the door and hearing the sound of a groan, you smack Jeonghanâs shoulder, causing him to look in the direction of your shocked face. Nothing of what had happened had been the plan, or else he would have told Dokyeom to keep Mingyu out of the room.Â
âGyu! Can you go? I am trying to do something here if you donât ââÂ
"Literally, stop talking to me while you are naked. Iâm gonna go stay in Dokyeomâs room.âÂ
You watch the door close, hearing the lock click in place, before meeting Jeonghanâs eyes, who shakes his head like Mingyu has done something wrong.Â
âHe didnât know. Why are you mad at him? This is his room, Jeonghan.âÂ
Jeonghan silences you with a kiss making you sigh against his lips as he speaks between kisses.Â
âIâm not mad.â Seeing you smile, Jeonghan kisses you softly once more before cautiously adding, âI just didnât want him to interrupt my first time actually getting to fuck my girlfriend. Is that so wrong of me?âÂ
Narrowing your eyes, you feel your cheeks burn at Jeonghanâs choice of wording but you still canât keep the smile off your face, feeling his fingers running along your stomach as he moves to lay beside you, pulling you into his arms.Â
âOh? Is that what happened? Is that who I am?âÂ
Jeonghan nods, wrapping his arm tightly around you, pulling you on your side to face him so his fingers can draw small circles on the small of your back as he looks into your eyes.Â
âI fucking hope so.âÂ
Sitting on Dokyeomâs bed, Mingyu stares at the wall while Dokyeom stares at him, wondering what happened, until finally his friend looks at him and shudders in a full body cringe.Â
âThey were naked and possiblyâyou know. I will never be the same.âÂ
Making a face, Dokyeom pats Mingyu on the back before tilting his head and shrugging.Â
âWell, itâs about damn time but better you see it than me.âÂ
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Underneath the (ice) sheets | MV1 x Reader
pairing . . . max verstappen x figure!skater!reader
summary . . . When Max suddenly starts appearing in Switzerland between races, fans get suspicious and decide to start researching. What they didn't expect to find was that his girlfriend was an olympic medalist figure skater
request . . . idk
word count . . . N/A
warnings . . . none! just one usage of the words 'fuck' and 'bitches'
alexavia yaps . . . FINALLY i started to write this after 829 centuries!! my first tumblr smau so i hope you guys like it <33 for the users its gonna be their names w no space bc im lazy also ignore the name i didnt know what to name it! it's a bit short but i'm on a writing grind so yes we can ignore that
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maxverstappen1 taking a much needed break from racing
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victoriaverstappen so kind of you to invite me!!
maxverstappen1 yeah yeah
victoriaverstappen whatever you say, lover boy
username lover boy?? my delusions tell me hes visiting someone
charlesleclerc come visit us soon lover boy
maxverstappen no??
charlesleclerc enjoy your visit to switzerland then
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yourusername would much rather skate in the lake but i got fined last time
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username HOW DO I BECOME Y/N'S FRIEND?? URGENT
yourbff buy her food
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username i'm so delusional to think that i can be with her
username max in the likes??
username as a f1 and y/n girly thats my dream relationship
username it's not fair why is she so lucky i need her luck
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username WHO. IS. THAT?!??!??!?!?!??!
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username WHY is y/n here?
username max is in switzerland.....y/n lives in switzerland.....she's an olympic skater......
username wait because y/n has the same jacket and skates as the girl in the pic??
dannyric lover boy is risking it
maxverstappen1 like you didn't give me a 40 minute lecture telling me what to post
dannyric so?? ive got everyone guessing who ms figure skater is
maxverstappen1 DANIEL
dannyric sorry? it's not like i said her full name or something
maxverstappen1 daniel i know you're about to type her full name i swear to god i won't let you live to see tomorrow
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yourusername when he's fast on and off the rink and his name rhymes with axe>>>>
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username why is everyone such a dirty thinker :sob:
username i came here from max's insta and isn't this the same bow the girl he posted was wearing??
username WAIT I SEE IT???
username YALL ITS HER I SAW THEM TOGETHER IN ZURICH
username NO WAY WE JUST CRACKED THE MYSTERY
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f1waggossip fans spot y/n l/n and max verstappen together in a romantical date in zurich! its reported that l/n and verstappen have been dating for over a year, and that max's swiss trips were to visit his lover.
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username its legit a dream come true
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username WHEN WILL THEY CONFIRM
username max's type is himself because she's the verstappen of figure skating
username LITERALLY
username realest thing i saw today
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maxverstappen1 guess the secret's out. i love you, schatje tagged: yourusername
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username IUYEGDFVGBSHJIUEYGDHJIO
yourusername my no.1 skating partner <33
maxverstappen1 and my no.1 supporter â¤
dannyric photo dump coming very soon yeah?
yourusername make sure to put good pics of me
maxverstappen1 it's impossible to put bad pics of you because you don't have any
dannyric DISGUISTING
username my parents
username they're my parasocial relationship
username do they need a third??? a pet?? i can bark, meow, tweet, anything really
username can they adopt me omg
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yourusername: i'd jump in a lake and get fined if it meant i spend eternity with you tagged: maxverstappen1
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username MY WIFE GONE TO A MAN?!?!?!?
username girl really was mad about that lake fine
maxverstappen1 and i'll say 'fuck' and touch rear wings a million times just to spend a moment with you
yourusername you drive me insane
dannyric you were already insane
username two stubborn bitches in one relationship couldn't be more romantical
username "THAT SHOULD BE ME"
username the way this could be about max or y/n lmao
landonorris does this mean you'll finally let me skate with you and max?
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daniel3.jpg finally got to post photos ive been waiting months to post. these filters don't do your romance justice. here's to my favourite couple, cheers to many more! tagged: maxverstappen1, yourusername
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username when will it be me
yourbff thank you from saving me from the third wheeling daniel, really appreciate it!
daniel3.jpg no problem! really enjoyed taking those photos (i didn't)
yourusername you're our favourite third wheel daniel <3 we love you!!
maxverstappen1 we love you a lot danny
daniel3.jpg aww, my heart. so when can i stay at y/n's cabin??
yourusername you're not max
maxverstappen1 đĽ°
yourusername <33
username they're so in love it's disguisting
username i need this
username love, such a lovely thing
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MAGICAL DRYING DISASTER - T . NOTT
Mature Content Ahead
Theodore Nott x Fem!Reader
Summary: After waking up late and discovering you left your washing in the machine over night. You had no other choice to use magic to dry it - except it did dry but also shrunk, massively, in the process. Once Theo finds you let's just say he manages to keep it kept in till the common room. Then it's all fair game from there.
Warnings: SMUT, No Protection - PIV, Theodore is a munch - Fem Oral, Body Worship, Smidge of SubWhiney!Theo, Cursing
A/N: This is my first one-shot fic I've posted in a long time but also my first one EVER on tumblr. I used to write on wattpad and ao3 but took a very long hiatus. So excuse if my smut writing is a bit off or any spelling mistakes I currently have acrylics on - its quite hard to type.
Click Clack.. Click Clack...
You ran towards your class quickly, pulling town the absolute belt of a skirt you wore today before entering into your potions class. Late.
"Miss Neveah.. Thank you for finally joining us" Snape panned. His face expressionless as he stared at you. A slight hint of disapproval in his face.
"I'm sorry sir, it won't happen again!" You scurried to your seat beside Pansy.
"It most definitely will not" He groaned before turning back to the chalk board to continue his explanation.
You shimmied on your seat, pulling as much skirt down as you could. Practically flashing those behind you of your bright red thong and gorgeously placed star tramp stamp.
Nice touch is what you thought when you got it a few months ago after a night out in the muggle clubs with Pansy. She persuaded you and said Theo would love it. Or which he did.
"Y/N.. your skirt is practically a belt. Trying to flash us all?" She whispered, giggling as he peered down as your legs, absent of any tights aswell.
"Girl.. It shrunk when I tried to use magic to dry it. All my other skirts are dirty" You pouted. "I also couldn't find a pair of fucking tights, I was running so late"
"Its not that bad, just don't bend over if you can" She smiled as she reached to your ponytail tieing in a little green piece of ribbon into a bow. "And don't let Mr Lover boy see you" She snickered.
You sighed, focusing in the rest of your class. Praying not many people noticed. You were pretty daft thinking that. You were already the hot goss. It was only so long till Theo found out.
Though alot of boys in Hogwarts fancied you, they all knew about Theodore Nott swooping in, in 4th year the year before you 'blossomed' as they said. They say he saw the potential and snatched it up while they could.
You walked down the hall, pulling your books to your chest as your red bottoms clipped the wooden floor that spanned the whole school. Many turned your way gawking as you, mostly more than normal due to tour skirt size today.
You weren't a bad girl. You has good grades, you were overly nice to everyone just the people you hung round with were opposite. Many saying you were too nice.
After a quick detour to pick up an extra book from the library you shuffled down the corridor, your heels clicking their signature click against the oak as you walked towards your friends who stood beside your regular post class meeting pillar.
"Sorry I'm late!" You skipped towards them hurriedly. You watched as Theo whipped his head around, his jaw practically dislodging from his face as he stared at you.
Mattheo wolf whistled as he looked you up and down. Smirking as he pushed himself off the wall - "Damn Y/N, I didn't know you had this hiding somewhere"
"Neither did I" Theo's gaze burned through you as he bent his neck to get look at you from behind. Definitely a sight for sore eyes.
"I'm sorry- I fucked up a spell and I was running late I didn't mean to- OUCH! THEO!" you got cut off as he slapped his hand harshly against your ass before gripping a handful as he smirked down at you. The boys laughing at the pair of you.
"As much as I am thoroughly enjoying the sight Bella" He looked down at you, his gaze growing darker by each word that fell from his lips. He leaned in, practically growling in your ear."I don't like to share amore mio"
You gulped at his words as he pulled his jumper off, wrapping it around your waist. Slightly tugging on the fabric jerking you forward into his chest as he smiled down at you before kissing your forehead softly.
"As cute as you two are, everyone's looking. Can we clear out" Pansy groaned.
You snapped back into reality, quietly ushering an apology to the group as Pansy pulled your hand as you both walked hand in hand ahead of the boys.
You heard a smack and an 'ow' turning around quickly as you turned the corner seeing Theo slapping Mattheo across the head. "Flirt with someone else" He groaned. You giggled slightly at his protectiveness.
Once you arrived to the common room everyone scattered to do their own thing. Theo once more approaching you.
"Now..." a cheeky smile appeared on his lips as his hands held your hips softly as he peered down at you. The height difference really getting to you. "I can't stop thinking about that little skirt on you.." His hands slowly moving down and around to the curve of your ass as he nibbled at his lip. "..and how much I want to fuck you in it" He whispered the last part lowly as his tongue poked out and slid across his bottom lip as he squeezed your ass through his jumper.
"Then do it" You caught his gaze, already out of breath from his minimal touch.
It's like that's all he needed to hear. Like without warning and no regards for the fact your friends were just a few steps away bundled in the corner on the coaches - he pulled you tightly, hand on your ass against him as his lips crushed into yours. Needy kisses as if he hasn't kissed you in months.
The sudden rip of his jumper loosening the knot as it dropped to the floor. His hands sliding under the little fabric the skirt had as his nails gripped into the flesh on your ass cheeks. You yelped slightly and he took that as permission to shove his whole tongue down your throat. The kisses grew messier and messier as you both backed up towards the stairs, bumping into everything possible as you both chuckled.
Breaking the kiss as you both removed various pieces of clothing as you scrambled up the stairs. By the time you got to yours and Pansys' room you both had disregarded of practically everything. Theo quickly finishing unzipping his trousers before pushing you into the room, kicking the leg off quickly, flinging his trousers into the centre of the hallway as he shut the door behind him.
You stood infront of him in just your skirt, bra and panties as he ruffled his hair, staring at you like a kid in a candy shop, pondering what you try next.
"DONT WORRY WE'LL CLEAN UP AFTER YOU TWO!" Draco yelled, annoyance plastered in his voice.
That broke Theo out of the trance he was in as he lunged at you, unclipping your bra swiftly as he threw it across the room before pushing you against the bed.
"Fuck, I'm so hard. I can't- I just need to fuck you now" He groaned, biting at his lip anxiously as he stared down at you. "Get on all fours". You obliged and quickly.
You felt the sudden cold breeze against your clit as he tightly yanked on your thong, splitting it apart at he threw it on the floor aswell as he kicked off his boxers.
"Fuck your so hot" He groaned, dropping to his knees as he gripped your ass, spreading your cheeks wide as he licked a nice wet strip up your pussy.
A moan lodged itself in your neck as you bundled up the sheets in your hands as he let out a shaky breath.
"Wanna eat you out so bad, but my cock is throbbing.. Need to treat you well tho" He whined as he spat into his hand as he began to fuck it. His free hand gripping your ass as he dove his tounge deep into you.
You hung your head forward as you let out an exasperated sigh as your toes curled. Theo's tongue worked wonders inside of you. He ate you out like it was dire need. The roughness of his mouth sopping against your pussy as his tongue drilled into your hole. The wetness of both his mouth and your pussy mixing as he moaned against you as he continued to fuck the shit out of his hand. Loud moans rumbled against you as he sucked and twirled like no tomorrow.
You were drawing to your high as you noticed he stopped, pulling away for a moment as he let out a deep growl before a light whimper escaped his lips as he came up the bottom of your bed frame and on the floor. He panted for a moment, light whimpers leaving gis mouth as he toyed with his sensitive dick.
"Fuck- Sorry Principessa. I came, naughty of me to do so before I helped you. I'll make sure you feel extra good" His other hand colliding with your ass again as he dove back in. His nose rubbing harshly against your slit as he flicked his tongue continously against your clit. Sucking and nibbling at it from time to time as he continued to grip and massage at your ass.
The sudden overwhelming feeling drove you over the age as you screeched, yelping as you squirted all over his face. You gasped loudly, crashing to the bed as your legs shook slightly as you panted.
"Mhmm.. Love it when you squirt" You looked at Theo as he wiped the cum from his face, sucking his fingers like a dessert he's got to finish.
"You're so gorgeous, so fucking beautiful.. Beautiful body" He groaned as he slid his hands up your curves, moaning softly as the scene infront of him. "S'lucky.. So fucking lucky.."
He tapped your thigh, as you led on your stomach on the bed, your legs hanging off the end slightly as your tippy toes held against the floor.
"Gunna make you feel so good, amore" he cooed as he lied up his tip with your slit before thrashing it in harshly. You yelped once again at you looked back at him.
"Going to teach you not. to wear. a slut. short. skirt. again. fuck!" He growled with each thrust as your body jerked against his movements. Your body slid up and down the bed as your feet struggled to stay on the floor much longer as he pushed you up the bed.
It wasn't before long till Theo climbed ontop of you, straddling you as he drilled into you. Loud whimpers left you as you clawed at the sheets as you screamed into his duvet.
"FUCK!! ARGH- TEDDY!" you pleaded as your back arched, shoving your ass harder into him as his hands gripped your hips tightly, his nails scatting cresent moons to your flesh as your bodies recoiled against one another.
"Yes! Like that.. fuckkk Teddy more.. please!" You babbled. He reached over grabbing your neck as he pulled your body up against his chest. Your legs trapped between his as he squeezed them shut. His arm tightly against your stomach as he continued to drill up into your pussy. You gasped and whined continously as he groaned and growled into your ear. His grip growing tighter around your neck as he flexed his biceps, his tongue sliding up your jawline to your ear.
"Teddy- I'm gunna cum! Please please please PLEASE! Cum with me!" you whined as your eyes rolled back. The growing feeling in your stomach as his cock continued to thrash into you. You were drunk on the feeling of him buried into you. You tightly shut your thighs together for any ounce more of pressure you could grasp.
"Good girl- M'close" He panted.
Your eyes began to roll back as you gasped for air at the tightening of his arm around your neck. The bursting feeling in your stomach as your whole body recoiled and shook as you screamed like bloody murder with all the air you has left in your lungs as you came.
At that moment Theo threw you down, as your body twitched conthously. He gripped your ass as he thrusted deep before cumming in you. Groaning deeply as he threw his head back. Sweat trickling down his forehead and chest as he panted heavily.
Neither of you moved for a moment to compose yourself. You occasionally twitched at your body recoiled against his dick.
"Fuck me.. So good" Theo pulled out, sighing as he watched cum pool at your slit and began to slide down. You felt his tip against you again as he collected the escaping cum and slightly fucked it back into you. His dick entering you once more as you gasped at the feeling.
"Good girl.. such a good girl.." His light thrusts as he peppered you with kisses all over your back and shoulders.
He gasped slightly as he froze above you. You were about to question him till you felt a slightly release.
"Did you just cum again Teddy?" You giggled as he thrusted once more before pulling out and collapsing next to you.
"Its hard to last with you. You make me so addicted" He smirked, his head turned to look at you. He rested his hand on your ass, squeezing it lightly from time to time.
"I'm glad this skirt shrunk" He chuckled, his smile wide.
You shook your head as you laughed at him. "You're a fool" You shimmied towards him, flicking your leg over his chest as you cuddled into him. His body warm.
He kissed your shoulder softly before softly kissing your cheek, nibbling at your ear before whispering;
"Ti amo amore mio".
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