#atbo junseok

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ATBO ; The Beginning : 飛上 ᓚᘏᗢ

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✧ Nako

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⋆♱✮♱⋆ The following survivors were able to arrive safely within the borders of After Midnight! ⋆♱✮♱⋆

ATBO's Junseok has arrived!

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❕ : prof!junseok

⟢ deep breath, all mess .ᐟ

the test had been grueling, but you left the classroom with an undeniable sense of triumph. the grade came in just a few days later: 83%.

when you showed it to professor junseok after class, his smirk was almost predatory. he leaned against his desk, his sleeves rolled up again, revealing those impossibly distracting forearms. the top buttons of his shirt were undone, a teasing glimpse of skin visible beneath.

"eighty-three," he mused, dragging his gaze over the paper in your hand before meeting your eyes. "impressive. looks like you've earned your reward."

your pulse spiked as he set the paper aside and gestured for you to follow him. he led you to his office, the click of the lock behind you sending a shiver down your spine.

"sit," he said, his voice firm but not unkind. you obeyed, lowering yourself into the chair across from his desk, your thighs pressing together as you watched him move to his seat. but instead of staying there, junseok rounded the desk, perching on the edge right in front of you.

"do you know why i offered you that deal?" he asked, his voice dropping an octave as his eyes darkened.

you shook your head, too nervous- and too eager- to speak. "because i knew you'd rise to the challenge," he said, leaning forward until his face was just inches from yours. "and because i wanted to see if you'd work this hard... for me."

the way he said those last two words sent heat pooling in your stomach.

he tilted your chin up with two fingers, forcing you to meet his gaze. "and now that you've proven yourself..." he let his words trail off, his lips brushing against yours, not quite kissing you but close enough to leave you breathless. "you deserve to be rewarded properly."

you barely had time to process his words before his mouth was on yours, hot and demanding. his hands gripped your waist, pulling you to stand as his lips moved against yours, coaxing soft gasps from you that only spurred him on.

"do you know how hard it's been to keep my hands off you?" he murmured against your lips, his voice heavy with desire. "watching you bite your lip, squirm in your seat, looking at me like you wanted me to ruin you?"

your only answer was a soft whimper as he trailed kisses along your jaw, his hands sliding down to grip your hips. he pressed you against the desk, the hard edge digging into your lower back as he tilted your head back, his lips finding the sensitive spot on your neck.

"tell me," he murmured, his voice a sinful rasp. "what do you want as your reward?"

the heat pooling low in your stomach threatened to consume you, and you barely managed to whisper, your cheeks burning, "you, sir. i want to make you feel good."

his reaction was immediate. his grip on your hips tightened, his eyes darkening even more as his tongue darted out to wet his lips. there was a flicker of something- surprise, delight, and something primal- that you hadn't seen before.

"say that again," he demanded, his voice thick with desire.

you blinked up at him, your lips trembling as you repeated it, a little more confidently this time. "i want to make you feel good, sir."

a low groan rumbled from his chest, and his head tipped back slightly, his adam's apple bobbing as he exhaled sharply. "fuck," he muttered under his breath, dragging his gaze back to yours. "do you even realize what you're doing to me?"

your head tilted slightly, feigning innocence as your lips curled into a small, teasing smile. "no, sir. you'll have to tell me."

his chuckle was low and dark, sending a delicious shiver down your spine. "you're going to be the death of me," he murmured, his hand slipping into your hair to tilt your face up toward him. he leaned down until his lips were just a breath away from yours, his eyes burning with intensity.

"you keep calling me 'sir' like that," he said, his voice a husky whisper, "and i'm going to lose whatever little control i have left."

something about the way he said it, the raw need in his tone, made your thighs clench. "you like that?" you asked, testing the waters, your own voice soft but curious.

"like it?" his smirk was wicked, and he let out a low, breathy laugh. "no, sweetheart. i fucking love it." he leaned in closer, brushing his lips against yours as he continued, his voice barely above a whisper. "and now that i know how good it sounds coming from your mouth, don't you dare stop."

your breath hitched, and you bit your lip, nodding.

"yes, sir," you said, your voice trembling with both nerves and anticipation.

the way he reacted- his sharp inhale, the way his pupils seemed to blow out even more- sent a thrill through you. he groaned, his lips crashing into yours with renewed fervor.

"you're too good at this," he muttered against your lips, his tone a mix of frustration and admiration. "it's like you were made to ruin me."

your only response was a soft whimper as you let him pull you closer, your body pressed flush against his.

"go on, then," he rasped, his voice a delicious growl. "show me just how good you can be for me, sir's favorite."

that was the cue for you to sink to your knees without hesitation. the look on his face- a mix of surprise and unrestrained desire- only fueled your confidence.

your hands moved to his belt, fumbling slightly in your eagerness. he chuckled, low and deep, his fingers threading through your hair as he watched you with hooded eyes. "take your time," he murmured, his voice like velvet.

finally, you freed him, your breath hitching at the sight of him- hard and thick, already leaking at the tip. you glanced up at him through your lashes, your tongue darting out to wet your lips.

"good girl," he rasped, his grip in your hair tightening as you leaned forward.

you started slow, your tongue teasing the sensitive head, earning a sharp inhale from him. his hand guided your movements gently as you took him deeper, the weight of him on your tongue making your thighs clench.

"just like that," he groaned, his voice rough as his head tipped back. "fuck, you're perfect."

his praise sent a rush of heat through you, and you picked up the pace, your hand wrapping around the base of his cock to pump what you couldn't take.

the room was filled with the wet sounds of your mouth and his low, guttural moans.

"look at you," he murmured, his gaze dropping to meet yours. his lips parted, and his eyes burned with raw desire as he watched you. "so fucking pretty like this. taking me so well."

the way he praised you, the way his hips began to move in shallow thrusts, made you press your thighs together, desperate for some relief of your own. his grip on your hair tightened, and his breathing grew ragged.

"fuck," he groaned, his voice thick with need. "i'm so close."

you hollowed your cheeks, taking him as deep as you could, and that was all it took. with a low, guttural moan, he came, his release spilling down your throat as his fingers tightened in your hair. you swallowed every drop, your eyes fluttering closed as he shuddered above you.

when you finally pulled back, his chest was heaving, his hair even more disheveled than before. he reached down, cupping your face with a surprisingly tender touch as he tilted your head up to look at him.

"eighty-three percent," he murmured, his smirk smug but affectionate, his thumb brushing over your swollen lips. "not bad. but next time..." he trailed his fingers down your arm, his touch sending shivers through you. "aim for ninety." he leaned down to press one last lingering kiss to your lips. "and then you'll be the one getting rewarded first."

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OH JUNSEOK ATBO WALKSHOP EP. 4

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ATBO ; The Beginning : 飛上 ᓚᘏᗢ

✧ Pt.3

✧ Era

✧ Nako

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"Let me be the water that embraces you, a beautiful flower. A water lily. So that no storm can ever hurt you as it isn’t my heart’s choice."

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‘ It's still me… but different. ‘

As everybody says, grief is the price we pay for love… and Y/N L/N could surely see herself believing it. After losing her best friend on his birthday, the poor girl knew to herself that his death was her wrongdoing. A mistake she could never forget.

But the moment she attempts to start over, she sees him again.

Junseok Oh. Resurrected from the dead.

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act i: mia nea apxh | ΕΠΙΣΤΡΟΦΗ. | ΕΝΑΣ ΞΕΝΟΣ | ΚΟΡΟΪΔΙΑ | ΤΟ ΑΠΡΟΣΜΕΝΟ. | ΞΕΡΑΜΕΝΑ ΦΥΛΛΑ. | ΜΑΥΡΟ ΦΟΡΕΜΑ. | ΣΚΙΩΜΕΝΑ ΜΥΣΤΗΡΙΑ. | Η ΑΛΗΘΕΙΑ. act ii: ΝΥΚΤΕΡΙΝΟΣ. | ΜΙΑ ΠΑΡΩΔΙΑ. | ΠΑΡΕΞΗΓΩ. | ΤΟ ΣΥΜΒΟΥΛΙΟ. | ΤΟ ΨΕΜΑ. | ΑΝΕΣΗ. | ΣΠΙΘΗΤΕΣ. | ΤΟ ΦΩΣ. | Η ΑΠΑΝΤΗΣΗ. act iii: ΟΙ ΦΙΛΟΙ. | ΕΙΣ ΜΝΗΜΗΝ.

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genre/s: angst, fluff, action, supernatural, adventure

main theme/s: enemies to lovers, best friends to lovers, heroism

status: ongoing

idols & group/s included: atbo members, seok rakwon (written prior his departure), jay b of got7/soloist, majority of the boyz (lee juyeon, kim younghoon, lee sangyeon, kim sunwoo, choi chanhee, kim sunwoo)

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