#cha hakyeon scenarios

[sadfragilegirl]

I'm really sad that they don't write for VIXX anymore...I mean there's no new VIXX scenarios on Tumblr and it disappoints me very much.

Like, Tumblr users who wrote for VIXX are either inactive for a very long time while others deactivated their accounts.

~Queennie

[yootaesowlwrites]

We Need To Leave - N / Cha Hakyeon

W/C: 9.1K

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Prompts: “The more I look at you, the more I think we need to leave.”

Warnings: Smut, explicit language, explicit scenes, pet/nicknames, nudism, nipple licking, nipple sucking, clit stimulation, fingering, hair pulling, oral(male and female receiving), cum tasting, handjob, blowjob, unprotected sex, multiple orgasms, aftercare.

18+ Permanent Warning: Reader is on what your preferred use of protection is, aside a condom unless stated otherwise.

Age Warning: I will not take responsibility because you wanted to read this, but if you’re under the age of 18+, DO NOT INTERACT OR READ. Do not take this as educational, this is fiction!

You watch as Hakyeon poses for the camera for the shoot and watch as he lowers his gaze, you didn’t think that a simple shoot would cause you to lose your mind, the clothes he had on and the way he posed for the camera looked so breathtaking, and you just wanted to have a moment with him alone to feel his warm body underneath your hands and run your fingers along his tanned skin and watch as sweat would slowly start to coat it. You shake your head, hoping to shake those thoughts from your mind, before looking back at him as he was getting his hair fixed.

“Are you daydreaming about doing him?” Taekwoon says from next to you, which makes you gasp and turn your head to look at him so fast, that it almost gives you whiplash. You feel your body slowly relax, and you know you have already given away what you were thinking of.

“Taek… a warning next time,” You say, breathing a little harder. “You could have given me a heart attack by sneaking up like that,” He shakes his head and looks towards the set where the shoot had started once more.

“The group photos have already been taken,” He says before he looks down at you. “He doesn’t necessarily need to be here until the end of the session,” You could see a faint smile on his lips and look away from him, you knew what he was insinuating. “Or would you rather wait it out?”

“Taek…” You sigh. “Wouldn’t it be rude of me to pull him away from this shoot?” You look down at your lap, you did want to get him home and get him alone. “I feel like it would.”

“Nonsense,” He says, and places his hand on the back of your chair. “Neither of us would mind, trust me, if you ask Jae, he would be fine with it too,” You swallow and begin fiddling with your fingers.

“What would I be fine with?” Jaehwan asks as he steps next to Taekwoon, your head falls to the side as you let out a whine. “Now you have to tell me,” You could hear the curiosity in his tone.

“Y/n, here, is daydreaming about Hakyeon, and I have a suspicion it’s something naughty,” Taekwoon says, you feel your cheeks heating up at his words and move your hands to cover your face.

“Ohh, is that so?” Jaehwan asks and places his hand on the armrest of your chair. “Should we help you convince him to head home with you early?” You could feel him smirking right at you as he asked, the smugness in his tone coming through strongly.

“Jaehwaaannn,” You whine, keeping your face buried behind your hands. “Stop it, okay, both of you, please stop,” Your cheeks felt flush with embarrassment, and you knew they wouldn’t easily let the topic slide.

“What are you two doing with my girlfriend?” You hear Hakyeon’s voice, you part your fingers and look towards his direction through your fingers and see him approaching you. “Baby, are they embarrassing you?”

“We’re not,” Taekwoon quickly says. “But there is something that she does want to ask you,” You close your fingers and squeeze your eyes shut, cursing him in your mind. “Let’s give them a moment alone, Jae,” You hear their footsteps walk away, and you let out a sigh as you feel Hakyeon’s eyes burning on you.

“Gosh… I thought they would never leave,” You nervously say with a chuckle in your tone. You lower your hands and keep your gaze on the top of your thighs. “Are you finished with the shoot?”

“Yes, I'm finished with it,” He says. You hear him crouch down in front of you before his hand comes into your view, and he gently places two fingers underneath your chin and lifts your face, you avert your eyes to the lights behind him. “Hey, hey, no, look at me, what did you want to ask?” You take in a deep breath as you feel your heartbeat picking up and drumming just a little louder.

“Well… it’s stupid, actually,” You sigh. “Taek just saw me thinking and assumed, I mean he didn’t assume wrong, but… It’s not important,” You bring your hand up to his and take hold of it. “Don’t worry about it.”

“Now I am going to worry about it,” He says with a soft smile on his lips. “Seriously, it can’t be stupid, tell me,” You could see the slight concern in his eyes mixed with curiosity as his brows furrowed slightly.

“Well, it’s just… the more I look at you, the more I think we need to leave,” You say and begin playing with his fingers. You could feel his eyes on you as he watched you, and your skin only grew hotter underneath his gaze. “Hakyeeoon,” You lift your head to look at him. “Don’t look at me like that.”

“Like what?” He asks with a light chuckle in his tone. “I’m just wondering what you mean by, you think we should leave?” You could see something swirl in his eyes, but you weren’t sure exactly what, you lick your lips.

“You know what I mean by that…” You whisper. “Your outfit and the way you pose and look at the camera…” You were keeping your tone low, hoping that nobody would hear what you were telling him. “Okay, it… it turned me on, okay?” His smile widens at your confession.

“It did?” He asks. If you didn’t know he was smiling so wide, you would have heard it in his tone. “As much as I want to feel how much it did turn you on, let me go talk to everyone, and then we can leave,” You nod your head, and he squeezes your hand before releasing it to go talk to his manager and everyone else.

As you enter the home and the door shuts, he spins you around and pushes you up against the door, one hand is on your waist while his other hand is on the side of your neck, his face inches away from yours, and you could feel his breathing against your lips, you move your hands to grab onto his shirt and stare into his eyes. You could feel the tension between you both quickly building and the temperate slowly rising, his scent quickly fills your lungs as his warmth surrounds you, you tug on his shirt, and he instantly leans in, his lips brushing against yours and your eyes shut. They felt soft and warm against yours with a hint of americano lingering on them while the kiss almost felt desperate as it deepened, the want and need could be felt as they moved with yours.

His hand drops from the side of your neck, and you feel your shirt being lifted, your noses brush against each other’s and his teeth graze against your bottom lip before you feel him tug on it lightly, you release his shirt and lift your arms as you feel your shirt reaching your chest. He releases your lip and pulls the shirt over your head and down your arms before tossing it down the hallway, you open your eyes as his hands move down to your ribcage and curl into the fabric of your bra and lift it upwards, carefully removing it and making sure not to accidentally hurt you in the process before tossing it behind him somewhere near your shirt.

“I think you were right about us leaving early,” He says and leans closer. His lips make contact with your jaw, and he kisses his way down your neck and towards your collarbone, your hands move to his hips and you curl your fingers into his shirt, bunching it up into your hands as you pull it up before you move your hands directly onto his skin to feel his warm skin underneath your touch as you slide your hands higher up his sides, his shirt riding higher until you grab hold of it once more. He pulls away from your collarbone and lets you pull his shirt over his head and down his arms, you drop it to the floor by your feet and place your hands on his chest, feeling the warmth from his body radiating onto yours.

“I’m thinking I was right too,” You whisper and slide your hands down his chest and over his stomach, feeling the ridges of his softly tones abs underneath your fingers, he takes hold of your hands just as they reach his pants.

“Let’s take it to the bedroom,” He says. You nod your head and squeeze his hands before you gently push yourself away from the door, you quickly step out of your shoes, and he does the same while continuing to hold onto his hand, almost falling a few times as you do which causes you both to laugh at how clumsily you became as you’re trying to rush. Once your shoes are off you make your way to the bedroom while carefully stepping over the scattered clothes on the hallway floor as you reach the bedroom he pulls on your arm, pulling you against him which makes you place a hand on his shoulder to stop you from fully smashing into him while your other hand squeezes his hand, his arm wraps around your waist, pulling you flush against him.

Your breasts squish against his chest and he leans down, his nose brushes against yours and moments later his lips are against yours, your eyes closing at the feeling of him kissing you deeply while slowly walking you further into the bedroom, you move your hand from his shoulder to the back of his neck and curl your fingers into his hair while he takes your bottom lip between his teeth, and you feel him sucking on it, the back of your legs hit the bed, and you squeeze his hand to let him know that you’ve reached the bed before you fall backwards onto it.

“Hmm,” You moan into the kiss before he pulls on your lip and releases it, your lips feel warm and swollen from how deeply and needy the kiss was, and you are breathing a little heavier than before as you open your eyes to look at him. He unwraps his arm from around you, and you feel him carefully push you back, and you immediately sit down on the bed while releasing his hair, he leans down, and you lay back as he follows you, his free hand pressing against the mattress, and he moves one knee between your legs and rests it on the mattress as he hovers over you.

“I’m going to take my time with you,” He softly says and lowers his head to the front of your shoulder and plants a soft kiss against your skin before leaving a trail towards your breasts, he pushes your hand he’s still holding onto against the mattress and his lips reach your sternum. “Feel free to let me know if I’m going too slow for you,” His hot breath against your exposed skin was making you grow wetter and your skin grows warmer.

“Take as long as you need, I might repay the favour later,” You say, which makes him chuckle as he moves his head to one of your boobs and licks a slow stripe over the bud before blowing cold air against it, you could feel the bud instantly hardening at the cool air. “Gosh, Hak…” You move your hand to the back of his head, sliding your fingers through his hair until you feel like you have enough of his lock in your hand. You loved to grip his hair and pull on it to let him know how good he made you feel, and you had quickly learned how much he loves it when you do it. He lifts his hand away from the bed and moves it to up your other boob, squeezing it before moving his head towards it.

“Do I love these so much, baby,” He says. All of you, everything about you, he absolutely loved, from your soft tummy that had rolls on it, which you absolutely despised, to your smaller boobs which his hands were definitely too big for also, but he had said they fit perfectly in them, and he could hold them just fine. It did take a lot of convincing, but he eventually made you realise just how much he loves every perfection and imperfection you had. He lowers his head, and you feel his lips against your nipple before he takes the bud into his mouth and begins sucking on it.

“Shit, Hakyeon, oh, my…” You moan as you feel a shockwave travelling down to your pussy as he sucks on the nub, his nose was almost pushed up against the top of your boob, and you could hear him breathing hard against it, the tip of his tongue flicks over your nipple, and you feel your clit twitch at the movement. “Yeon, shit, oh, my gosh…” Your heart was drumming loudly, and you were pretty sure he would feel it as he held onto your tit. He lifts his head, and you feel him tugging on your nipple, which causes a ball of tension to form in your abdomen before he releases the bad. “Shit, Hakyeon, oh…” He slides his index finger over your nipple, and you feel him circling it as he spreads his saliva more onto it, you press your toes against the floor as you feel your muscles wanting to tense up.

“Your calves are going to start aching, put your heels down,” He says and releases your boob and moves his hand towards the other and slides his thumb over your nipple, you could already feel your muscles wanting to burn in your calves.

“It’s a little hard when you’re making my body feel so good,” You say but slowly lower your heels back to the floor, he licks his lips as he lifts his head.

“New plan,” He says and releases your boob and moves his hand to your waist before you feel him shift you higher onto the bed, once he was sure you were high enough on the bed, he reaches down and slides his hand to the back of your thigh and lifts your leg. “Keep them on the bed,” He releases your hand and moves it to your other leg and grips the back of it before lifting it also, both your feet were now placed on either side of his body and your legs were spread around him, you release his hair and move your hand to the bed as you feel him slide his knee off the bed. He leans over you and places a single kiss above your belly button as his fingers curl into the elastic of your pants. “Lift,” You press your heels into the mattress and lift your hips off the bed, allowing him to pull your pants along with your panties down.

Once the clothes reach your knees you lower your hips and lift your feet just high enough for him to completely remove them, he tosses them towards the laundry basket’s direction but misses it by a few short inches. He grips one of your calves and lifts your foot from the bed, and you feel him pull your sock off and toss it in the same direction as your pants, he lowers your leg before doing the same to your other leg and sock, but instead of lowering your leg he keeps it lifted and leans closer and moves past your foot before turning his head and kissing the side of your calf just above your ankle before kissing along your leg and slowly lowering your foot to the bed as he reaches the inside of your knee.

“Hmm, your lips always feel so good on my body,” You say as you lift your head to look at him. His hands slide along your legs until it reaches the outside of your thighs, and you watch as he lowers onto his knees in front of the bed, his lips travel down the inside of your thigh as he wraps his arms around your thighs, pushing his shoulders up against the back of them and almost pushing your legs against your body which causes your folds to spread open with a squelching sound, and you rest your feet against the back of his shoulders.

“You sound so damn wet,” He says against the inside of your thigh, his hair tickling the inside of your other thigh as he leaves open-mouthed kisses behind as he moves his head lower, your breathing picks up as he gets closer to your pussy and your legs muscles tense, and you suck in your stomach just as his lips make contact with your mound, and he softly kisses it.

“Gosh, Hakyeon…” You sigh out and reach down and curl your fingers into his hair, his lips move lower as he leaves a trail of kisses over your folds before you feel him kiss his way upwards again until he reaches the top of your mound before his lips reach the creases of your hips, he unwraps one of his arms from around your leg and moments later you feel his fingers slide along your folds, feeling your juices coating his fingers as he slides them over your pussy.

“You’re so soaked, fuck,” He mumbles against your skin. He dips his fingers between your folds and slides them along the inside and collects more of your juices onto them, he kisses down the crease of your hip until he reaches your mound where he buries his face against it while running his fingers up and down along the inside of your folds. He takes in a deep breath before lifting his face away from your mound, his eyes drop to your folds where he saw them glistening with your juices. “How long have you been this wet?” You take in a deep breath as you feel his fingers slide past your clit.

“Ever since… the shoot started,” You slowly say, remembering how he looked and stared at the camera with the outfit he wore. “You just… I wish you actually could have brought that home,” He nods his head as he circles his fingers around your clit, making sure to avoid contact with the bundle of nerves. “The way you looked, I mean, Hak, you just, the way you pose… the stare, okay,” He lifts his gaze to look at your face. “Sometimes, I don’t think you realise that the most mundane thing you do makes my mind spin, or when you’re staring into a camera with such a… hard look,” You could see lust swirling in his eyes, the stare he was giving was making you grow wetter. “Like right now… just that stare, fuck, Hakyeon…” You move your free arm over your face, covering it as you feel your cheeks heating up.

“I love that you’re just admitting everything I do is a turn-on for you,” He says. You could hear the smile on his lips through his tone, he was very pleased with the stroke to his ego you had just given him. “I’ll ask them if I can buy the outfit, and then you can show me exactly what you wanted to do to me while I was wearing it,” You swallow and move your arm away from your face and lift your head to look at him.

“Okay…” You whisper while nodding your head. “But you don’t just turn me on…” You feel his fingers slide towards your sopping hole before circling back to the top of your pussy. “You make me feel all kinds of things,” You press your heels into his back as his fingers circle your clit, almost touching it. “Hakyeeoon.”

“Bad feelings too?” He asks as he pauses his movements as he waits for your answer, your muscles slowly relax, and you let out a long sigh.

“When you make me mad,” You say with a light chuckle in your tone, which makes him chuckle also. “But when we had a fight or when we’re apart for too long and I miss you,” Your hips lift from the mattress as he slides his fingers over your clit. “Shit, Hak, oh, gosh.”

“Luckily we’re not fighting now, nor am I all the way on the other side of town filming something,” He says as he rolls the nub underneath his fingers, using just enough pressure against it to cause your skin to heat up. “I’m right here, doing this, making you feel good,” He slides his fingers away from your clit and towards your entrance, you lower your head as you feel two digits slowly pushing inside you and causing a light stitch for your walls.

“Ohh, shit, Yeon, fuck,” You moan and arch your back as you feel his fingers plunge deep inside you and his knuckles pressed up against your pussy. “Gosh…” He curls them inside you, and you gasp and suck your stomach in, he turns his fingers inside you as he extends them and the sound of your juices sloshing goes through the air. “Ohh, oh, hmm,” He lowers his head, and you feel his nose brushing against your folds. “Hak, Hak, oh, my fucking…” Your back arches more as you feel his hot breath washing over the bundle of nerves before his tongue presses against it, your grip on his hair tightens as you feel his lips wrap around the nub, he pulls his fingers from you until just the tips remain inside you before plunging them back inside you.

“F-fuck, Hak, oh, my, your mouth… your fingers…” You gasp as your toes curl against his skin as he pumps his fingers in and out of you slowly while rolling his tongue over your clit, which causes a hot tingling sensation to begin making its way up from the tips of your toes. “H-Hakk!” Saliva was starting to build in his mouth as the taste of your juices burst in his mouth.

“Hmm,” he hums against your pussy and the vibrations from it quickly shoot up your spine and your eyes fall shut, his tongue disappears from your clit, and he begins sucking on it which causes slurping sounds to come from him and make you tug on his hair as your walls tighten around his fingers.

“Hakkyyeeoon!” You whine as you feel the tension building inside you, his fingers continue moving in and out of you and the sloshing sound becomes louder, and you're breathing deeper. “Ohh, my gosh…” You push your head back against the mattress as the hot tingling sensation spreads through your entire body. “Hak… I…” Your mind was becoming hazy while he continues sucking on the bundle of nerves and as his fingers turn inside you, your muscles tighten as you feel a third digit sliding inside you and stretching your walls just the slightest bit more. “Ohh, fuck, Hak, Hak, I…” Your words get cut off as you feel his fingers brush near that sweet spot inside you, which makes you gasp and pull on his hair as your eyes roll to the back of your head behind your lids.

“I’m…” Your words get caught in your throat. Your heart was drumming loudly in your ears, and you could barely hear him slurping at your juices and his spit that was spilling from the corners of his mouth. “Y-yeon…” Your stomach muscles tighten and a thin layer of sweat coats your skin as the room temperature keeps rising, the bedding is sticking to your back as you try to move. “Ohh, my gosh, ohh, uhh,” You felt like you were on cloud nine as pleasure goes through you, you push your ass against the mattress as you feel yourself getting closer, his other hand firmly grips the top of your thigh to try and keep you from moving away from him which causes your insides to twist into a tight knot. “Yeon, I’m… I’m going to…” Specs of dust begin forming behind your lids as you get closer and closer to the edge, and your breathing gets shorter and more rapid. “Y-yeon…” He releases your clit from his mouth and presses his tongue against the nub before sliding it back and forth over the bundle of nerves, it feels like fire going through your veins as your clit was being stimulated with those quick tiny licks.

“I, oh, oh, SHIT!” You cry out and pull at his hair as you grip the bedding with your other hand and twist the fabric between your fingers, the specs of dust quickly turn into fireworks as the tension inside you snaps, and your body shakes with pleasure as you cum around his fingers and the squelching sound becomes louder as he pumps his fingers in and out of you faster. “HAKYEON!” You turn your head from side to side as your mind flies through the clouds. “OH MY GOSH, HAK!” His tongue was mercilessly against your clit as he gets you through your high, your walls pulsed around his fingers as your juices spill from around them, coating his hand with it as well. You pull at the bedding as your back arches, a shockwave of pleasure goes up your spine and down your legs. “HAK!” Your mind slowly comes down from the high, and you lower your back to the mattress, his fingers slow down, and he pulls his head away from your pussy, licking his lips clean as he does, your body fully relaxes, aside from a few twitching, before he pulls his fingers from you.

“Hakyeon…” You breathe out, you are covered with sweat and your body feels like it has a heater on it. You feel his arms unwrap from around you and moments later his body heat disappears from you, you open your eyes as you hear sucking noises coming from him, you blink a few times to adjust to the light before lifting your head and finding him licking and sucking his fingers clean. “Are you enjoying yourself?” He pulls his fingers back and moves his hand to the top of his thigh and rubs his hand over his pants, smearing the remaining juices and saliva onto the fabric.

“I am, actually, thank you for asking,” He says which causes you to lazily chuckle and sit upright, your hand is still lazily buried in his hair, and he is still on his knees in front of you, staring up at you. “Did you enjoy that?” You nod your head as you release his hair.

“I did, it felt so good…” You say and move your hand next to you and pat the spot. “Sit, it’s your turn to feel good now,” He nods his head before standing and sitting down on the spot you had just patted. “Gosh, you are so hard,” You state as you catch sight of the enormous tent in his pants. “Let’s get it out for you,” You stand from the bed and immediately move yourself in front of him and place your hands on top of his knees before lowering down to the floor onto your knees, his eyes follow your every movement as you settle in front of him, you slide your hands along the top of his thighs before reaching the top of his pants and curling your fingers into the fabric.

“I think I want to be inside you instead right now, I don’t think I’m going to last long,” He says as he lifts his hips, and you tug on his pants along with his underwear down his hips, careful not to accidentally have it get caught against his girth and ruin the moment, you get his pants and underwear to his knees and move your gaze to his cock, the tip was red with pre-cum oozing from the tip and leaking down his length.

“With how that looks, you might be right,” You say and pull his pants and underwear down his legs and over his feet before removing his socks as well. “But… I know you, you last so long,” You push everything aside before shuffling closer to him and placing your forearms on his thighs. “Let’s see if you can last just as long after I had my taste,” You watch as his Adam’s apple bobs as he swallows, his tanned skin was already coated with a thin layer of sweat and his hair was dishevelled from you pulling on it, and fuck, did it make your mind spin, he was such a delicious sight. You move your hand to his cock and wrap it around the base of him making him inhale sharply at the touch, and you slide your hand upwards, collecting the pre-cum that’s run down his length, you twist your hand around his length and spread his pre-cum over it and down to the base of his cock.

“O-oh…” He gasps. The squelching sounds from his juices fill the room as you twist your hand at the base of his cock before sliding it to the tip. “Shit, ohh, fu-fuck,” You slide your thumb over the tip, collecting the oozing cum from his cock and circle your thumb over the tip, which causes his breathing to pick up.

“Feels good?” You ask continuing to rub your thumb over the tip along his slit, which causes more pre-cum to ooze from him the more attention you gave to the tip of his cock. He lifts his hand away from the bed and moves it to the back of your head and curls his fingers into your hair, you feel your insides turn at the firm grip on your hair.

“So… good,” He manages to groan out between deep breaths. You lean closer, and he watches you intensely, your lips part and the heat from your breath washes over his cock. “Oh, fucking…” He grips the bedding with his other hand as your head gets closer to his cock, you slide your thumb away from the tip of his cock and slide your hand down his length, your lips touch the tip, and you slowly take him into your mouth. “F-fuck, you-ou’re mouth…” He tilts his head back and shuts his eyes as the warmth of your mouth engulfs the tip of his cock, the taste of his cum bursts in your mouth and saliva quickly builds, you take him a little further into your mouth while inhaling deeply through your nose and flatten your tongue against the underside of his cock. “Sh-shit, holy… fuck,” The feeling of your mouth and tongue was making his mind spin, his grip on your hair tightened, and he pulls on it as he feels you suck on him.

“Ohh, holy dear…” He gasped as his breathing was getting deeper and his muscles were tensing. “I need… need to be…” He lifts his head and opens his eyes to look down at you, they were dark, and you could see the need and want in them which causes your pussy to twitch and you to grow wetter, if it was possible. “Be inside… you,” You slide a little more of him inside your mouth and feel his grip on your hair tighten. “Sweetheart…” You feel your walls pulse at the sound of his tone. “Let it go, I need to be inside you,” You slowly lift your head, sliding his cock from your mouth as slowly as you possibly could. “Fuck, you’re teasing so much,” You release his cock with a soft pop from your mouth, which causes strings of saliva and pre-cum to break off onto your chin and his cock and the top of his thighs.

“I told you,” You say and tilt your head back to look at him fully. “I want to see how long you can last after I’ve had a taste,” He could see the mischief in your eyes and the devious smile on your lips, he released your hair and moved his hand to your chin and slid his index and middle finger over your chin, collecting your saliva onto them.

“Challenge accepted, baby,” He says with a tone that is just above whisper, and lifts his fingers to his lips and inserts them into his mouth and cleans them from your saliva. He pulls them from his mouth and stands from the bed, you release the base of his cock as you lean back on your knees and lift your head higher and watch as he steps around you. “Get on the bed, with your ass in the air and feet on the floor,” You take in a slow breath and place your hands on the bed and pull yourself onto it, sliding your upper body along the mattress until your legs were straight, and your feet were firmly on the floor and your ass in the air for him. “Just like that,” You feel his hand slide over the curve of your ass before squeezing it before releasing it and moving his hand to your hip, he takes his cock in his other hand and slides it through your folds, coating it with your juices, the tip travels towards your clit, and he circles himself around the nub which makes you grip onto the bedding with how sensitive you felt.

“Hak…” You moan and turn your head and rest your cheek against the mattress, feeling your breathing already picking up, he taps the tip against your clit, and you feel your legs wanting to give out beneath you as they twitch. “Shit…” He rubs the tip of his cock over your clit a few more times, long enough for a ball of tension to build inside you before he slides himself into your dripping hole. “Fuck, Hak-akyeon,” His cock slides inside you, spreading your walls around him and filling you. “Sh-shit, oh, my f-fucking,” Your jaw slacks and your eyes roll to the back of your head at how good his cock felt sliding into you, he unwraps his hand from around himself and moves it to your hip and firmly grips it.

“Fuck, you feel so good around me, taking me like such a good girl,” He groans, the feeling of your warm wet walls surrounding his cock and the sound of your wetness sloshing around was making his mind spin, you squeeze your walls around him purposely which causes him to snap his hips forward and push his full length inside you in one swift movement. “Fuck!”

“Hakyeon!” You both moan at the same time. He takes a moment as the only sound that fills the room is of both of you breathing loudly. “Hak…” You feel his hips move against yours before his cock slowly slides from you until just the tip remained inside you. “Ha-Hak…” Your back arches as you feel him thrust into you quickly. “Fuck!” He pulls back until his cock is halfway inside you before thrusting back in, repeating it over and over as he settles on a rhythm.

“I have to say,” He breathes out, his hands on your hips starting to slide as the sweat continues to build. “Skipping the remainder of the shoot for this…” You could feel your muscles tensing as your high begins building. “Worth it,” Your mind was fogging up as you heard your wetness sloshing as he thrusts in and out of you, the sound of your moans and his grunts filled the room and bounced off the walls. “It fe-feels so good, is th-this okay for you?” Your toes curl into the carpet as the tingling sensation goes up your legs.

“F-fuck, hmm, yes, yes, ohh,” You moan. “Mo-more than okay,” Another hot tingling sensation goes up your spine, and you feel yourself getting closer to your orgasm. “Fuck, Hakyeon…” You turn your head and rest your forehead against the mattress as you move your hands to the back of your head. “Ohh, my fucking…” Your words are almost muffled against the mattress, his hand slides from your hip and over the crease of your hip and slide it over your mound, his fingers slide along your folds before sliding them towards your clit causing your muscles to tense and your back to arch, you turn your head to the side and release your hair to grip onto the bedding. “HAKYEON!” He feels your walls clamp down around his cock, and he could feel his balls tightening at the feeling of your walls milking his cock to spill his load into you.

“Shit…” He groans as his breathing deepens and his muscles start to tense. “You feel so… good,” He circles his fingers over your clit and your eyes roll to the back of your head behind your lids, and you squeeze them tighter, you pull at the bedding, and he could feel your muscles tensing underneath his hold.

“I’m gonna… Hak…” You moan. The back of your legs were burning from the position you were in, and you could feel them wanting to start shaking and give out. “Haaakk!” His fingers continue rubbing your clit, and you feel the ball of tension growing tighter and bigger inside you, it feels sudden when the tension snaps and stars explode behind your lids and your body shakes as you come undone. “HAKYEON!” His other arm wraps around your middle to keep you from falling forward and causing his cock to slip out from you. Pleasure courses through your body as he continues thrusting in and out of you at the same pace while playing with the bundle of nerves and getting you through your high. “OHHH, OH, FUCK, YEON!” Your mind felt like it was floating through the clouds while your feet were starting to ache with how long your toes were curling into the carpet, but the pleasure just felt so good that the aching was the last thing on your mind. “Uhhh, Ye-yeon…” Your juices gush from around his cock and splatter onto the front of his thighs with every thrust, and the squelching sounds only get louder. “Sh-shit, so go-good!” You could feel tears wanting to form in the corner of your eyes as the pleasure almost felt overwhelming.

“I’m going to… pull out of you now,” He says between hard breaths. “And lay you on the bed,” You were slowly coming down from your high and barely registered what he said, he slowly slides his cock from you which causes some of your juices to spill onto your inner thighs and slide down your skin making you squeeze your lids tighter together at the feeling of it.

“Hakyeeoon,” You whine at the loss of fullness inside you and the warmth against you, he moves his hand away from your pussy, and you feel him pull you away from the bed before carefully turning you around, he carefully lays you on the bed and moves between your legs. He moves one hand down your leg and places it around his waist and with his arms still wrapped around you, he moves you further onto the bed with his body pressing flush against yours as he does.

“Comfortable?” He asks and unwraps his arms from around you, he turns slightly to look behind him and sees where your foot is before he turns back to you once he sees it is hanging from the bed and your leg is fully on the bed.

“Hmm, I’m comfortable,” You whisper and open your eyes. You blink several times to adjust to the light as you unwrap your leg from around his waist and place your foot on the bed with your knee bent, he sits back on his knees and shifts himself just a little closer to you, you feel his cock brush against your mound before he wraps his hand around the base of his cock and guides himself over your folds.

“Ready?” He asks. You could feel the tip already pushing against your entrance as your clit was throbbing with a heartbeat and your walls felt so sensitive, you weren’t going to last long at all once he was inside you again.

“Yes, yes, Hak,” You pant out, wanting to feel him inside you again, even with how sensitive everything already felt. “O-oh…” You moan as he pushes himself inside, stretching your walls once again. “Fuck, it feels so good…” You turn your head from side to side as you feel his cock sliding against your walls in a different position. “Ohh, my gosh…” Your back lifts and lowers against the mattress as your body reacts to the pleasure going through you, you slide your hands along the bedding before gripping onto the fabric.

“Hmm, ohh,” He grunts as he feels your walls pulsing around him as he slides deeper into you, his balls tighten at the feeling of it, and he feels his muscles wanting to twitch as his orgasm grows inside him, but he wanted to pull just one or two more orgasms from you before he would let himself fall into the pool of ecstasy with you, he leans over you and presses one hand into the mattress before slowly rolling his hips against yours, finding a slower rhythm than before. You release the bedding with one hand and reach up and slide your fingers through the back of his hair before curling them into his locks, you lift your foot from the bed and wrap it around his waist and dig your heel into his lower back.

“Hakyeon, oh my gosh, fuck,” You moan. He lowers himself onto his elbow and his body rubs against yours as he thrusts into you, his nose is so close to yours, and you can feel his breathing against your face, the feeling of how close he was against you was adding to the overwhelming feeling of emotions that was running through you. “I’m going to…” You could feel your insides forming into a ball of tension once again. “I’m not going to last long…” You lift your other leg and wrap it around his waist, hooking your ankles together behind his back, which causes his cock to shift inside you and hit you from a different angle. “FUCK!”

“Cum for me,” He groans out. “Don’t hold back,” He could feel the tightening feeling in his balls slowly sliding along his cock, a faint heartbeat had started to drum in the tip of it, and he knew he was getting closer to his high, you could feel his thrusts slowly becoming uneven and rougher. “Fuck…” He was losing all control over himself and you loved seeing it.

“Hak-Hakyeon…” You gasp. His hips snap forward harshly, and you feel his cock brushing against all the right places inside you, you push your head back against the mattress and your eyes roll to the back of your head and your lids shut. “OH GOSH!” The tension inside you snaps and your juices spill around his cock as you come undone once again, stars explode behind your lids as your body trembles with pleasure underneath his, he loved seeing you in such a blissful state, the way your face contorts into pleasure and the way you always let him know how good it feels. “SHIT, HAAAK!” You tug on his hair, and it almost feels like you’re tugging at his building orgasm, he lowers his head and buries it in the crook of your neck as he grunts while thrusting faster into you, trying to move as quickly as he possibly could to reach his high.

“Fuck, fuck,” He mumbles against your skin. He could feel his scalp burning from how hard you were tugging on his hair, his muscles tense and pull, and it felt like he wasn’t getting enough air into his lungs.

“HAKYEON!” You cry as another orgasm rips through you without any warning, your walls clamp down around his cock, and he squeezes his eyes shut and stops breathing for a few seconds, it feels like a shock that goes through his body as the tightening feeling reaches the tip of his cock and causes him to come undone.

“Ohh, fucking…” He moans as he lifts his head, leaning it back as he gasps for air. His load spills into you, mixing with your juices as it gushes from around his cock as it fills you. “Shit, shit, oh, fuck, yo-you’re taking i-it so good,” Your mind was still spinning as you feel his sloppy thrusts as he tries to get himself through his high, you squeeze your walls around his cock, helping him get through it while you try to squeeze every last drop from him as well. “Fuck, so good,” He swallows loudly, your grip loosens on his hair as you begin coming down from your high and his thrusts slow down until he’s only rocking his hips against yours, getting through the last few seconds of it. He lowers his head and leans his forehead against your shoulder, breathing loudly, you release the tight grip on the bedding, and you feel your hand ache from how long you had held onto it.

His movements come to a halt, and he stays on top of you, breathing in deeply as he tries to catch his breath, your heart drummed loudly in your ears as you also try to catch your breath and gather your messy thoughts, you could feel his stomach muscles still twitching against yours as his body begins calming down, you unwrap your legs from around his waist and slowly lower your feet to the mattress and slide them down until your legs were straight, he slowly lifts his hips and his soft cock slides out from you.

“Shit…” You mumble at the friction, your entire body is tingling as he lifts himself off from you and lays down on his side facing you. The temperature in the room slowly drops, and you can feel the sweat on your skin drying and becoming sticky, you turn your head to look at him, giving him a soft smile. “As always, you leave my body feeling tingly all over,” He chuckles and reaches for the top of your head and pushes a few strands of hair back. “How do you feel?” His hand slides down to your cheek and gently cups it.

“Really good,” He says. “I didn’t think I would last that long,” He traces his thumb along your cheek. “It seems like you know me better than I know myself,” You slowly turn onto your side to fully face him, he places his other hand underneath his head and props his head up. “How do you feel?”

“Good, like I said, tingly,” You say. “A good tingly,” He couldn’t help but smile at your words. “And filthy right now, gosh, the feeling of your cum spilling from me right now,” He chuckles and places his hand on the inside of your knee.

“Should I take a look and see how filthy it is?” He asks, you nod your head, and he sits upright and lifts your leg, a sloshing sound goes through the air. “Oh, that’s a big mess, we should go clean that,” He lowers your leg and lays back. “Let me go open the water, and then I’ll come and help you,” He gets up from the bed, and you watch as he walks towards the bathroom connected to the bedroom. The sight of his back and the sweat droplets sticking to his darker skin was absolutely beautiful, he disappears into the bathroom, and you sit upright and shuffle closer to the edge of the bed and let your legs hang from the bed, you place your hands behind you on the bed and close your eyes and take a moment to focus on your body, making sure nothing was hurting and there wasn’t any discomfort. You hear the water being turned on and a minute or so later you hear his footsteps coming out of the bathroom and approaching you, you lift your head and open your eyes.

“Are you okay?” He asks, wanting to be sure that you were and that nothing had started to hurt while he was away for just a few minutes.

“Hmm, I’m good,” You say. He leans down and wraps his arm around you and helps you to your feet. “Just took a moment to myself,” He nods his head as he firmly holds onto you. “And you?”

“I’m good,” He says. “I’m feeling good,” You nod your head as you slowly make your way into the bathroom with your legs that feel like jelly, and you are certain he was also feeling a little shaky. “Nothing’s hurting for me, anything for you?”

“No, nothing, everything feels good,” You say. You near the shower and feel the heat from it against your body.

“Good, I’m glad,” He says. “Ready?” He opens the door and the steam from it blows against your body.

“Hmm,” You hum, and you both slowly step into the shower. “Did you really mean when you said it was worth skipping the rest of the photoshoot?”

“I did,” He says while closing the shower door behind him. “And it was worth it,” He reaches for the bottle of soap and squeezes some of the liquid onto the palm of his hand before putting the bottle down, he lathers up the soap in his hands before pressing them against your shoulders and washing down your body.

“I’m glad to hear that,” You say. “Hmm, that feels nice,” He smiles as he washes down your stomach before going down to one knee and washing down your legs.

“Put your foot on my knee,” He instructs. You place your hand against the shower wall and lift one foot off the ground and place it on his knee. “Hand me the shower head.”

“Kinky,” You say as you remove the shower head with your free hand and lower it down to him, careful not to accidentally spray him in the face with it, he takes it from you and rinses his hands.

“You have such a filthy mind,” He says with a chuckle in his tone.

“I can’t help it, you’re on your knees in front of me, and you have the shower head in your hands, who knows what you’re planning on doing,” You jokingly say. He carefully cleans your pussy with the water, making sure not to directly spray it against your pussy knowing how sensitive you were, once he finishes cleaning your pussy he turns the shower head upwards and sprays you with it. “Hak!” You laugh as you move your hand in front of your face, but it is no use, you lower your foot to the floor as he laughs and turns the shower head away from you.

“That’s what I’m planning on doing with it,” He says, and stands from the ground and places the shower head back.

“You’re a menace,” You say, but with a big smile on your lips, you pick up the bottle of soap and pour some of the liquid onto the palm of your hand. “I will take my revenge, maybe not now, maybe not today, but soon,” He chuckles at your words, and you put the bottle of soap down and begin lathering the soap in your hands. “You just wait,” You begin washing down his body and bend down once you reach his legs, you carefully wash them before wrapping your hand around his cock and washing along it.

“Shit… oh, is this your revenge?” He asks, his cock was sensitive to your touch.

“Nope,” You say and stand upright. “It’s not going to be that easy,” You pull him underneath the water, and he pulls you against him, letting the water run down your bodies and rinsing the soap off, once everything was rinsed off, he closes the water and opens the door and steps out and immediately grabs your towel and turns to you as you step out, he wraps it around you before grabbing his towel and begins drying himself. “We should change the comforter, it definitely got covered in our cum,” You dry yourself off and hang your towel to dry and leave the bathroom with him not far behind you after he hung his towel.

“I can see the stains on it,” He says. You stop in front of the bed and your eyes quickly land on the wet patches on it, and a smile forms on your lips.

“That’s on you,” You say and turn to make your way towards the dresser. You pull it open and look around it. “You just… caused us to make a big mess like that,” He steps behind you and reaches into the dresser and pulls out one of his shirts and holds it up in front of you.

“Wear this,” He says. You nod your head and take it from him, he takes a step back from you as you begin pulling the shirt over your head. “And it’s on you too, it takes two to cause such a big mess,” You couldn’t help but laugh at the playful bicker you two are having. “You’re the one that started it all,” He pulls out a pair of boxers for himself and pulls it on, you reach in to grab a pair of panties only for him to grab onto your hand and pull it back. “No, no, as punishment for helping me cause such a big mess, no panties for you,” He shuts the drawer and turns you to him.

“No panties?” You ask. “Just your shirt?” He nods his head. “Sounds more like it’s going to be your punishment,” You watch as his brows furrow and confusion fills his eyes. “If I have to bend over, and pick something up… ohh, you’re going to have such a great view of almost everything,” Realization strikes him, and you pull out from his hold and make yourself towards the bed. “After this, we should definitely go and make a snack,” He swallows and takes big strides towards the bed as you begin pulling off the comforter.

“You’re right, we should,” He says and wraps his arms around you from behind, he rests his chin on your shoulder. “I could use dessert.”

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❧ 30 | Chabin Oneshot

“I think I’m a little old for birthday parties now, Yeonie.” Hongbin carded his fingers through Hakyeon’s dark, fluffy hair and watched him get comfortable between his spread thighs.

“Baby,” Hakyeon tutted, his breath hitting Hongbin’s cock and making it twitch against his abdomen. “We talked about this. Turning thirty is a big deal, and not in a bad way.”

“Just means I’m old.”

Hakyeon lifted his eyes, soft and wanting, to Hongbin’s flushed face.

“If you mean that in the sense that you get hotter every year, and it makes me want to fuck you until you cry, scream, you’re so overstimulated you can’t come anymore, or all of the above, then, sure. You’re old, gorgeous, and I love you.”

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Cha Hak Yeon (VIXX) - Kinky* Tarot Reading

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Reading Info:

Rating: 18+

Reading Type: Single - Couple

Requested: Yes - No

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Deck: Dark Wood Tarot

Spread: Kinky* Reading

Questions:

Position

Libido

Turn On

Kink

Dirtiest Secret*

Celebrity Info:

Full Name: Cha Hak Yeon

Stage Name: N

Group: VIXX

DOB: 30.6.1990

Sun Sign: Cancer

Chinese Sign: Metal Horse

Life Path Number: 1

Masterpost: VIXX

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Cha Hak Yeon

N (VIXX)

Deck: Dark Wood Tarot

Spread: Kinky* Reading

Position - XXI The World

Have you ever seen Cha Hak Yeon’s solo dance performances? No? You should. Leader Cha is the graceful and effortless dom. Nobody can resist his charm and natural authority. He’s the universe and he's glorious himself the way he was always meant to be. Cha doesn’t need shout orders, his whispered suggestions make his lover rush to complete them. He looks into your eyes with all the inner fire and fabulousness and you can’t say no. He possesses the kind of irresistible magnetism many world leaders only wish to have.

Libido - 4 of Wands

Leader Cha is moving with grace and elegance, you could even mistake him for ethereal spirit or ancient elf. However, what he hides beneath the gorgeous and maybe even a little cold and high appearance, are rivers of passion running fast and deep. Cha is the master of facial expressions on the stage but those are only weak teasers to what he hides in his mind. He’s likely full of surprises, experienced and ready for any adventure. He’s both a gentle and savage lover, destroying and crushing his partner in the most blissful way whenever he pleases.

Turn On - 6 of Pentacles

Cha Hak Yeon is active in multiple charities himself, he’s a kind and wise person and it’s very likely for him to seek for someone mature and goodhearted to stand by his side. Similarly to Cha, this person is likely to give an impression of someone who made a pact with the devil, though. They possess not only a good heart, but also enigmatic and dark charm and they are very aware of their power in the world.

Kink - Knight of Wands

The well-composed and always neat and put together Cha has a thing for explosive quickies. He’s likely to start feeling hot under the collar when he’s in the company of his lover and the next thing he knows is giving up to the passion and lust in the locked dressing room. He’s likely pretty savage and a bit possessive, marking his lover with hickies and bites. Cha is a man with powerful desires and pretty impressive sex drive underneath the angelic appearance.

Dirtiest Secret* - Ace of Wands

Cha Hak Yeon is a well respected artist - idol and actor. He’s aware of his reputation and will always act with the most dignity. His dirty secret is, however, to be able to act on impulse and with no regards to consequences. Potency and strength are his characteristics and he’s likely dreaming of a lover, who will happily jump on the lust wagon with Cha, whenever the leader desires.

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Played By Your Hand

Pairing: You / Hakyeon

Rating: PG-13

Word Count: 7,037

Genre: Mafia!AU // Non-idol!AU

Summary: No one messes with the boss, and when an unsuspecting citizen falls under Hakyeon’s spell, they’re never going to escape. No one messes with the boss, until he falls for someone who he can never touch.

Part of the Classical Killer AU Series

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Galas and public events are where Cha Hakyeon feels comfortable, where he is at his most peaceful. This is ironic because, as the current leader of the Cha mafia ring, he should be secluded and secretive; not out fraternizing with the high society people and those who would otherwise consider him a plague upon them. It used to be that, in the days of his father and grandfather and so on, people of this kind of prosperity were eating out of the palm of the hands of those in his line of work. They feared the very ground mafia leaders walked on, ran from it like demons from holy sanctuaries, and would have treated him as a king. As it is, he could have all of them killed or under his control in a matter of minutes, but that isn’t the kind of thing he lives for. He doesn’t care for the bloodshed or gang activities that lesser men crave.

For Hakyeon, it is all about the mystery and seduction his job requires of him. He uses his quick wit and silver tongue to bring high society people to their knees and have them rolling over to give him whatever he wants. He doesn’t need to use force or blackmail, even if his father would turn in his grave at the mere sight of his former power crumbling to the way of a business. Mafia rings are not businesses, they are dictatorships. At least, that is what his father had told him when he was but a child. That means little to Hakyeon currently, as he is in charge now, and he’ll do what he wishes with the power he holds. 

Sipping carelessly at the champagne flute in his grip, Hakyeon’s gaze sweeps over the crowded ballroom, searching out the weakest member of the bunch. This is what events like these are about for him; finding someone who stands out and won’t be missed too greatly. Those people were the ones he could get the most out of, whether it be money, information, or pleasure, it doesn’t really matter. No one would ever bother them for an answer as to what they had done with him, and he would be on his merry way, a little more satisfied than before. As his eyes bounce along the mass of bodies, he zeroes in on you, leaning against the wall nearest the live orchestra, and he knows that you’re the one he wants tonight.

With a smirk slowly forming on his handsome features, Hakyeon weaves his way between the bodies around the room. At some point, he downs the last of his drink and sets it atop a tray that floats by, though he couldn’t recall exactly when or where. He keeps his full attention on you, afraid – which he doesn’t think much of at the time – that you will suddenly disappear if he blinks. It is a thought that will later haunt his every waking dream, though he may not realize it now. Once he’s gotten close enough to hear you speaking, he pauses, head tilting a fraction of an inch as he zones in on the person hidden in the shadows beside you.

“I realize that you don’t want to be seen out here, but I’m doing perfectly fine on my own.” A pause, where Hakyeon assumes the hidden person is speaking back to you. “Cha was making his way over here just a moment ago, so don’t get involved or else we’ll lose him. Now get out of here before he sees me talking to you and we lose him.”

That has Hakyeon frowning, a weird twist in his heart causing him to grasp at his chest and let out a small wheeze. He doesn’t understand why he feels that way, it isn’t as if he thought anything more of you than another item among the collection that he acquired through his words. Either way, the tightness in his chest doesn’t leave, and he has to take a few shallows breaths to regulate himself. Thankfully, neither you or that shadowed person hears him, and he watches as one Kim Namjoon steps from beside you, muttering under his breath before blending in with the crowd. Another beat follows before he decides he can’t keep standing here, and that he must make the first move before you know he’s been listening in. Hakyeon had intended on using you for pleasure for the night, but it seems information is in order.

Once he’s satisfied that he looks presentable, and not as if he might hurl at any moment, he stalks around the corner, clearing his throat. You jump at the intrusion, having been lost in both thought and the music that flowed from the piano. An attempt to calm your racing heart is made as you turn slowly towards the stranger. Glancing up at his face, you pretend to act shocked at seeing Cha Hakyeon there, though he and you both know you are nowhere near surprised.

“Mr. Cha! I thought I saw you from across the room, but I wasn’t quite sure,” you say, leaning into him and fluttering your lashes. Your hand reaches up, brushing along the inner seam of his tailored suit, and you hold in the shiver that comes at realizing it’s fine silk.

Even knowing your plan, Hakyeon finds himself smirking, because you are definitely out of your sphere of ability. He places an arm against the wall, leaning on it and giving you an award-winning smile that actually causes your heart to flutter in your rib cage. His tongue slides out and runs over his lips, wetting them before he finally speaks. As he’s doing all of this, Hakyeon is aware he’s drawn your attention, and that he is quickly dragging you under his spell. Your eyes follow his every move, and a slight blush has begun to arise on your cheeks.

“Ah, I suppose I must be of high import to you, if you’ve managed to single me out amongst the crowd. I don’t seem to recall you though. I feel I would remember a face so beautiful,” Hakyeon responds, moving closer into your personal space until you two are basically sharing air. His entire aura is a mix of sexual tension and dark mystery, which he knows brings people to their wits end.

You inhale slowly, the action broken momentarily when he allows his left hand to rise and touch your wrist. The move is extremely intimate, a feeling you’ve not had in your many years of being an undercover agent, and you find your eyes closing as he starts to drag his fingers back and forth over the inside of your wrist. You struggle to maintain your composure, knowing that he is a dangerous man, and even more so if you allow yourself to melt into his touches. Opening your eyes again, you nearly fall backwards at how much closer Hakyeon has gotten, his nose now touching your own and his lips barely brushing against yours.

“Do you happen to have a name? Or will I be expected to guess?” His voice is honey to your ears, thick and sweet and tempting, and you find you can’t fight it.

Your name, your real name, tumbles from your lips without your consent, and you hear the small buzzing of Namjoon’s voice through the earpiece attached to you. He’s cursing you out, telling you to get out of there right now because you’re jeopardizing the mission and you’ve blown your own cover. An attempt to move from Hakyeon’s proximity brings you into the shadows, where Hakyeon follows, as if a predator stalking prey, and he hums softly as he tilts his head to the side in a way that is both endearing and terrifying, paired with his grin.

“A beautiful name for a beautiful face. Would you be interested in going somewhere a bit more…private? It’s all too stuffy in this atmosphere, and I can barely hear anything over this damn piano.”

While the statement rolls smoothly off his tongue, it seems to be misplaced, and you frown suddenly. The way he spat out piano has your senses coming back to you, as you feel a fire flare in your chest. No one should ever mock such a fantastic instrument, and even though you know it’s an idiotic thing to do, you push him away from you, managing to collect your thoughts and a sense of control. Your fondest memories are tied to the piano, and the way he threw the word around so carelessly seems to be the only way you can ground yourself.

“I would rather not, Mr. Cha. I don’t take well to men who disrespect the art of classical music in such a way,” you snarl, teeth baring like a feral cat’s.

Hakyeon is surprised by the action, not only because it sparks a fire within his lower stomach, but because you’ve clearly gained your senses back, which means he’s losing you. Hakyeon does not lose someone so easily. An attempt is quickly made to pacify you, sweet words falling from his lips as he gently grasps your wrist again, but you push him away, shaking your head and moving around him as quickly as you can manage. Namjoon is still berating you through your earpiece, and you know that there will be hell to pay when you finally meet up with him.

“I really am sorry, Mr. Cha, but I have somewhere to be. Mustn’t dawdle and forget prior commitments, right?” Your eyes scan over him, taking in the way he shakes with something between anger and arousal, which you find humorous.

You turn away from him then, melting into the crowd and leaving Hakyeon alone, his mind in a whirlwind. You know, as soon as you get outside and find Namjoon, that Hakyeon will have left before anyone could nab him, but it’s better in some ways. While Namjoon is frustrated, you know you’ve managed to grab the attention of the head of a mob ring. Some would find your excitement and anticipation abnormal, but now you had an in. Hakyeon was under your spell, and he was going to bend himself backwards to get you to do the same for him. Smirking at your reflection in the window of the car, you decide you’re going to play all your cards to bring down all of the Cha ring.

Hakyeon will never know he’s giving himself up until it’s too late.

When Hakyeon gets home that night, he finds himself draining half a bottle of aged whiskey he has hiding in the back of the bar. His nerves are on the fritz, brain constantly on the verge of a breakdown at the thought that you and the people you work for would show up at his home at any time. He’d made a quick escape, but that doesn’t mean he’s off the hook – not by a long shot. Downing another shot, Hakyeon leans against the bar, letting his head hang between his arms as he forces himself to breathe.

He’s got more gadgets than a Swiss army knife, and the amount of protection he’s under at any given time has to be greater than the president of South Korea. With a shaky exhale, Hakyeon decides that what he needs right now is a shower and to go to sleep. It won’t do him any good standing around and waiting for something to happen, if anything does at all. As he drags himself up to his room, his mind continues to run away with ideas of who you were, who you worked for, and how the hell you had managed to evade his otherwise foolproof seduction tactic.

Before he showers, Hakyeon makes a call to Hongbin, fingers running through his hair as he paces the length of his large bedroom. Perhaps it would be considered unwise to call his rat at this time of night, especially given the possibility of tapped lines, but Hakyeon can’t bring himself to care. Hongbin picks up on the second ring, clearly having just woken up as his voice is rough and groggy.

“Hello? This is Detective Lee Hongbin of Starlight City, who am I speaking to?”

“Detective, it’s N.”

The code name has the man on the other end of the line scrambling, curses escaping him as he climbs out of bed and barricades himself in his office. Letting out a soft exhale after assuring his partner wasn’t following him from the bedroom, Hongbin turns his attention to the conversation at hand.

“N, I haven’t heard from you in a while. Exactly why are you contacting me this late at night? I could have been caught by my partner, and I really don’t need to have that conversation right now,” Hongbin snaps, pinching the bridge of his nose as he takes a seat in his leather desk chair.

Hakyeon has to hold himself back from saying something stupid, his tongue pressing into his cheek in order to stop himself. Hongbin is expendable, as both men know, but Hakyeon doubts he could ever actually hurt his informant, even if he didn’t have to do the dirty work himself. Hongbin was beneficial, he was snarky, and he was someone that Hakyeon rather enjoyed having around when necessary. Which, right now, was exactly what he needed him for.

“I realize that, and I apologize for the scare. This is nothing too serious, just an inquiry into a certain someone. Have you ever heard of Y/L/N Y/N?”

The line is silent for some time, something Hakyeon dislikes when he’s asked a question, but then Hongbin coughs and responds. “That name is familiar, but not for a good reason. Or at least, not for a good reason when you are asking. Am I allowed to inquire why you want to know?”

Hakyeon snorts, taking a seat at the foot of his bed and rubbing at his forehead. If it were anyone else, he’d tell them to go screw themselves and demand they give him the information, but Hongbin is too smart for that. Were Hakyeon to become snappy, Hongbin would know something was up, and that could cause him to react in a way that would have all the members of his ring scrambling to get out of the country as fast as possible.

“I happened to run into them at the gala I was at tonight. I don’t know much more other than it seems they have a job that involves me,” Hakyeon pauses, trying to decide on what more to say, but he continues anyway. “There was someone else with them. It was…Kim Namjoon.”

“The fucking Kim Namjoon? The one that’s been trailing us for nearly two years? Are you kidding me?! We need to get out of here then, if he’s that close!” Hongbin screeches down the line, jumping from his chair in his own home, despite no one being around.

Hakyeon can already tell that Hongbin is about to get out of hand and he sighs. “Sit down, Bin, it’s not that bad yet. All I know is they have a job, and it would be unwise of us to suddenly all start disappearing and scrambling around. We’d give ourselves away and then they’d be more likely to clamp down on us before we can even get out of our homes. Plus, your partner? The others? They would all be in danger.”

That seems to calm Hongbin, who sits down dejectedly, placing his forehead in his open palm as he rests his elbows on his knees. “Okay, so we don’t react immediately. But what exactly do we do then? It’s not a good sign that Kim Namjoon is in the area. It means the rest of his team are nearby or close, and that’s even less safe for us.”

“I know, which is why I need to know who Y/N is. I met them tonight and they clearly are the weakest link, but I couldn’t get anything out of them because they…they somehow saw through me, I think. They’re the closest thing we have to another informant into why Namjoon and his team are around. So tell me what you know about them.”

Hongbin lets out a deep sigh, fumbling around on his end of the line until he pulls out a folder that’s barely even a page or two. “Not much, but I can tell you they’re a newer agent under the Bangtan Corp. They were trained by the secret service prior, but Kim Seokjin apparently saw potential in them and took them on as one of their newest team members. They have no prior history, as if they appeared out of thin air. One of the few things I know is that they’re highly dangerous, graduated top of their class in training. Basically, they’re deadly, and they know exactly what is required of them. I need you to promise me that, until I can find out more, you keep your head down and stay away from them. We don’t know what they’re capable of, and none of us can afford a slip up, intentional or not.”

Hakyeon’s line is silent, and Hongbin feels panic begin to swell in his chest. His boss never is this quiet, and when he is, it means that he’s thinking of something that only he can know. After another moment of silence, in which Hongbin is already planning the best way to get himself and his partner out of the country without being noticed, Hakyeon responds. His voice is soft, as if trying to hide the underlying meaning of his words, though, whether Hongbin catches on or not, Hakyeon can’t tell.

“I’ll keep my distance. As soon as you find out more, get in contact with me. I’ll make sure to have a safe house set up in the meantime for everyone, just in case. Have a good night, Hongbin.” With that, Hakyeon hangs up, tossing his phone aside and sighing loudly.

If they know nothing about you, there isn’t anything for Hakyeon to hold against you. That isn’t good, and means that you’re a wild card among his perfect hand. Running his fingers through his hair, he stands swiftly, kicking off his shoes and stripping down on his way to the bathroom. Standing beneath the hot spray, Hakyeon allows himself to think without any restraints, thoughts wild and mixing and scrambling with all sorts of emotions and plans. Ultimately, he finds himself stressed and needing to get off, which he does as he remembers the way you’d been so pliable beneath his touch. It had only taken him being within your reach, him stroking your skin and breathing your air, to have you so willing to give up valuable information.

The image of you, eyes closed and body leaning into his own, has him coming against the shower tiles, head falling forward as your name slips between clenched teeth. As all of the evidence of his release is washed away, Hakyeon lets out a deep sigh, knowing that he’s getting too deep into this already. His eyes raise, staring at the reflection of himself – warped as it is by the tile – and concludes that he needs to get to you before you can get to him. Even if it means going against everything Hongbin just told him.

Sleep doesn’t come easily that night, but Hakyeon knows that soon, it will. Right now, he is a ticking time bomb, but he’ll have everything under control before anyone knows any better. With that, he closes his eyes and drifts off.

Within a week, you’ve managed to map out Cha Hakyeon’s activities, knowing where he’ll be and when as easily as you remember how to dismantle and reassemble a gun. Brushing back the hair sticking to your forehead, you glance around the private gym, headphones in, but no music playing. Hakyeon comes here every morning at 6 AM exactly; while he seems to walk in to the gym alone, he never goes anywhere by himself, a total of at least three other members following close behind. There’s only an hour between each arriving, so you have to be quick if you want to get Hakyeon on his own.

Keeping up a steady pace on the treadmill, you take another slow look around, as if you’re just inspecting the area, and lock eyes with the exact man you’ve been waiting for. Hakyeon raises a brow in question, towel and water bottle clutched in his grip as he walks over to where you are. You flip on your music quickly, needing to play the part as realistically as possible. Once he reaches you, he imitates removing a headphone, which you do, while pausing your music. You straddle the sides of the treadmill as it continues to run, attention on Hakyeon, who gives you a once over.

“I didn’t know you came to this gym,” he starts, eyes lazily dragging back up your body, leaving you feeling a little flushed, and not just from the workout.

“I usually come later in the day, once I’ve finished work and all. I didn’t realize you were a member here either,” you reply, grabbing your water bottle and taking a drink.

Hakyeon hums, clearly thinking something over before he steps onto the treadmill beside yours. “I don’t usually make it a point to let everyone in the city know where I work out. I’d have far too many admirers showing up and suffocating me with their presence.”

His comment is flippant, as if he doesn’t care for the conversation or the admirers he states to have. You frown slightly, about to speak more when he plugs in his own headphones and begins to jog. The action irks you, not only because he’s ignoring you, but because you need him to focus on you so that you can go in for the kill. Biting the inside of your cheek, you get back to your own exercise, acting as if you’re unfazed by his brush off. It doesn’t seem to be working, and you start to panic as the minutes tick by. Soon, Wonshik would be here, and you were more than aware he was the one who handled dirty deeds when it came to the boss. You’d be out of luck as soon as he arrived.

Stopping your machine, you lean on the arms as if you’re tired – which would make anyone who knew you laugh, as you would never tire out so easily – letting your head drop as you do a few stretches that push your ass out. You chance a look towards Hakyeon, hoping that you had managed to gain his attention, but find he’s still solely focused on his running. A frustrated groan escapes your parted lips as you move to stand up, throwing your head back and lengthening your neck.

The move is natural, not meant to draw his eye, but it does, and Hakyeon nearly trips over his own feet as he sees the movement. Stopping his own machine, he pauses the podcast he’s listening to and drinks some of his water, attempting to gain your attention. Rather than doing so, you start to talk, nearly making him choke on his drink at your comment.

“I find sex to be a far better work out than anything I’ve gotten at the gym. It tires me out a lot faster, but I suppose there are limits to everything that makes you feel good.” Shrugging your shoulders, you grab your water and towel, starting to head for the changing rooms when Hakyeon calls your name.

You pause, exaggerating your movements as you turn and give him a quizzical look. “Yeah?”

Hakyeon leans on the arm of the treadmill, a crooked smile pulling at the corner of his lips. “Wanna grab some breakfast around nine? I know I get extremely hungry after a rough work out, and I’d like to get to know you better.”

Pretending to mull it over, you hum and glance at the watch on your wrist. Hakyeon knows the trick well, as he’s used it plenty in his own attempts to keep the object of interest on a string. He’s a bit surprised by the way he moves though, a sort of worry settling into his bones, as if you might actually say no to him. It’s stupid for him to think like that, but he feels a bit like those people he’s strung along before, and he dislikes it.

When you raise your head, eyes shining with mirth and a knowing smile on your lips, Hakyeon feels both frustrated at being played and smitten with the way you look at him. “I can manage that. I can meet you at the place?”

He nods, throwing out a random name and watching you nod in response. As you head to the changing rooms and Hakyeon wanders over to another machine, both of you are thinking the same thing.

Playing right into my hands.

Hakyeon knows, god does he know, what he is getting into is bad news. Since that day at the gym, he’s started to integrate you further into his life; chatting with you as he works out, dragging you out to eat when he happens to be free, asking you to attend events with him because he would otherwise “die of boredom”. Hongbin told him to stay away from you, and while he knows with every fiber of his being that he needs to start distancing himself, he can’t.

Of course, you’re not doing any better on your end of things. Every date he takes you on, every word he speaks into your ear at an event, even the barest of brushes of his skin against yours causes your heart to race as if you were running for your life. Namjoon is constantly reminding you to watch your back, that you can’t allow yourself to become soft and forget the mission, and you know this, but it’s becoming harder and harder to differentiate between Hakyeon, the mob boss, and the Hakyeon that smiles at your dumb jokes. Both are dangerous in their own respects, and both are becoming entangled in the ploy you’ve created.

While Hakyeon hasn’t introduced you to any of his “friends” or fellow ring members, you know they’re always around and that they’re watching the two of you interact. It both frightens and excites you, which you think is sadistic, but you can’t pinpoint exactly why. The more you and Hakyeon intertwine yourselves in the others life, the easier it is to tear the other apart, if need be. Which is what makes this whole situation a very, very bad idea. That is, you should not be going to an event at his home, especially knowing that there was a fine line waiting to be crossed and it would likely happen tonight.

Smoothing out your outfit, you adjust the earpiece that you’re required to wear whenever meeting Hakyeon. Tonight, he’s hosting a party at his home, which is the first time you’ll be stepping foot inside the place. This, as Namjoon said, is the perfect time to plant cameras and microphones, as well as bring him down from the inside out. Even if you know all of this, and you know this is your job for the safety of Starlight City, you still feel sickness turn in your stomach at the thought of deceiving Hakyeon like this.

“Snap out of it, Y/N. This is your job, and you can’t let petty feelings get in the way of what you are required to do. Plus, he’s a mob boss, he’s dangerous and needs to be taken down.” Your pep talk does nothing to make the sickness go away, and your reflection only looks back at you with a dissatisfied expression.

The sound of the doorbell to your apartment ringing draws your attention and you shake yourself out, pointing at your reflection as you grab your coat from the chair behind your desk. “Get it together and do this. This is your last chance.”

You aren’t sure what you expect when you open your front door, but Jung Taekwoon is definitely not one of the possibilities. Taekwoon, who you recall is referred to as Leo within the group, leans against the opposite wall of your apartment door, looking at his nails as if they were more exciting than you. When you shut the door behind you, he finally raises his gaze, eyes boring into you as if he knew all your secrets already. It gives you the creeps, but you plaster a fake smile on your lips anyway.

“Why, you must be Taekwoon. Hakyeon has told me about you, though he never said you were so handsome,” you tease, watching his eyes narrow in suspicion.

Rather than respond, he turns on his heel and starts towards the elevators, not even looking back to ensure you’re following him. The ride down, the drive to Hakyeon’s, and everything in between is filled with the same awkward silence, in which you feel as if you’re under close inspection. It only makes sense, with Taekwoon being the right hand of Hakyeon; he was there to protect his boss, and if he didn’t, it could cost him his life.

Once you pull up to what can only be called a mansion, Taekwoon parks the car, locking the doors and turning in the driver’s seat to face you. His gaze rakes over you before he shifts and sees someone outside the window. It causes his features to soften slightly, before he turns his attention back to you and they harden again.  

“Before you go inside, there’s a pat down, just to ensure no one is concealing anything that could cause harm to any of the attendees. I hope you comply to this, otherwise you will not be allowed into the party, and we both know how sad Hakyeon will be if you’re not present,” he states, eyes hiding something from you.

Nodding slowly, you let out a breath you didn’t know you were holding when the doors unlock and you can step out of the car. Someone is standing near the front door, clearly focused on the car, and – when the driver’s door opens – on Taekwoon. He brushes past you without a second glance, heading straight for the stranger lurking in the dark, whom he embraces tightly before dragging them away from the building. You decide it’s not important as you make your way up to the front door, allowing the guards to give you a pat down and take your coat.

As you step into the main entrance, you find yourself bombarded with all sorts of stimuli, ranging from music to people talking to food and drinks and smells. It’s all a bit much, and you find yourself standing there awkwardly for a moment, until an arm slips around your waist and draws you into the side of Hakyeon. His head dips, lips brushing the shell of your ear as he speaks over the noise of the party, the cologne he’s wearing drowning out all other scents.

“I’m glad you could make it. I was worried you had decided to stand me up. Would have made the party far less fun,” he murmurs.

When he pulls away and you can look at him, he’s got a smile on his lips, and he actually looks…happy to see you. It makes your own cheeks burn, your heart hammering in your chest and twisting in a way that it shouldn’t, given what you know of the man before you. The heat of his body beside yours has you leaning in closer, attempting to form proper words. You’ve never been tongue tied around anyone before, but Hakyeon was proving to be the exception to all the things you thought you knew.

“I would never stand you up. Plus, I wanted to see your home for myself. It’s beautiful and rather large for one man,” you hum, eyes roaming around the place. Hakyeon chuckles, leading you along to where the majority of people are gathered.

The ballroom is huge, ceilings towering above your head in a way that makes you feel like a child’s toy in a normal house. Everything about the place is grand and expensive, something that has you keeping away from touching anything other than what Hakyeon hands you. You manage to plant cameras occasionally, though it’s difficult with Hakyeon glued to your side. The night seems to dwindle and fade as the hours become late, midnight appearing out of nowhere and driving most to their own homes.

Hakyeon stops you before you can follow suit, his fingers gently wrapping around your wrist. Turning to him slowly, you lift your brow, watching his face shift with differing emotions. You aren’t sure what you expect him to do, so you’re surprised when he ducks down and kisses you deeply, lips demanding you to respond as he backs you against the wall beside the door. Your hands raise of their own volition, fingers digging into his biceps as your eyes flutter closed and you return the kiss. A shiver runs down your spine as his tongue runs over your bottom lip, asking for entrance in a way that has you giving it without a second thought.

Before you can think to stop either of you, you’ve found your way into his room, clothes discarded along the way and the earpiece you were wearing before crushed under one of Hakyeon’s leather shoes. His hands are everywhere, touching all the places that he hadn’t allowed himself to before. Your responses have him desperate for more, lips fervent as he searches and takes and brings you pleasure that you’ve not had for ages. A cry escapes you when his skilled fingers find one of your weakest spots, a smile dragging across his features.

You return the favor not long after, leaving him grasping at the bed sheets and panting your name. His hips raise without his knowledge and your name rolls off his tongue like a prayer. He’s putty beneath your hands, moaning and groaning whenever you do something he particularly likes. At one point, he’s so far gone that he doesn’t even notice you dragging your nails down his chest, leaving marks that will surely be there for days.

Every push and pull that the two of you incite on the other is returned tenfold, the sheets ripped from the bed and your bodies entangled in a way that neither of you have felt before. In the morning, there will be a hole in the wall from the headboard smashing against it, and bruises will litter the skin of you both, but right now, none of that matters. You throw your head back, grasping at Hakyeon’s shoulders and gasping his name.

Hakyeon murmurs yours into the skin of your shoulder, teeth leaving behind a mark that would last for days to come. His arms refuse to leave you as pleasure begins to seep into your bones, and a warmth overcomes the two of you as he whispers something that is forgotten in the moment. Satisfied, Hakyeon rolls to your side, lips pressing to your heated and slick skin, your fingers tracing over his chest and leaving behind patterns.

In the morning, Hakyeon wakes to the side of his bed you had been sleeping on, empty. His first thought is that you had left, but when he sits up, your clothes are still on the floor, and he exhales shakily. Perhaps you had gone to the bathroom, which he could understand, as most did when they woke. Except there are no sounds coming from the adjoining room, and everything else is still and silent. That is, until he hears the faint sound of music slipping upstairs.

Standing from bed, Hakyeon pulls on some boxers and sweats, shoving a pistol into the back of the waistband. While he is aware you’re the only other person in the house, he never can quite shake the feeling that others are lurking just around the corner, and he feels safer with the cold metal pressed to his skin. A shirt is swiftly pulled from one of his drawers and thrown on, buttons done up haphazardly as he makes his way downstairs. Turning into the main room, he finds you sitting at the piano, head down as your hands move across the keys.

The song is familiar, one he thinks he must have heard at least once in his childhood, but that escapes him for the moment. His full attention is on how you look, hair skewed and messy from the night before, dressed in one of his button downs – Hakyeon thinks it’s the one from the party, but he isn’t sure. He takes slow steps towards you, not wanting you to stop playing. He has never been someone who loved the piano, but the way you played, the way you moved and let the music surround you, is breathtaking. If this was how everyone performed, he would never tire of it.

You don’t notice him standing behind you, eyes closed and breathing slow as you immerse yourself in the moment. You hadn’t had the time to play piano like this in quite a while; work always forced you to be away from the things you loved most, and it was made very clear that you could never allow yourself to be distracted. Piano, your family, the home you loved, all the friends you had, were left behind to further your career. It was painful, it is painful, and the fact that you find yourself starting to become enraptured with the man you were sent to take down is…it makes it so much worse.

Hakyeon finds he can’t breathe, watching you play the way you are. It’s not only natural, but perfect, and while he can’t see your emotions, he knows you are pouring every last one into this song. His thoughts travel to how right it would be if you always were like this, here in his home, playing the piano and letting yourself be. Because, Hakyeon realizes, that is exactly what you are right now. You’re not the agent sent to spy on him, not the person who wants to ruin him, you are Y/N, the one person he has grown to love more than anything he could feasibly have.

It brings tears to his eyes, thinking that he loves you, and wants you more than any of the things he has or could have, but you can never truly be his. You were dangerous, here to take everything his family built away from him, and yet he doesn’t care. As the last notes of the song fade, Hakyeon claps, a smile splitting his face when you spin around on the piano bench.

“Bravo! That was amazing! I didn’t know you played!” His statement has you turning red, your body moving without thought as you stand and walk away from the piano.

“Oh, I don’t…really. It was just a song I remembered and I thought I would try. I’m rusty, and it wasn’t nearly as good as the professionals,” you retort, trying to distance yourself from the person you were in that moment.

Hakyeon can see it, can see you returning to the façade that you were using to keep him around. His hand moves quickly, grasping your wrist, a finger running over the skin on the inside and leaving you breathless. The mere touch has you sinking, eyes closing and body relaxing until you’re against his chest and he’s swaying the two of you, his free hand running over your back.

“I think it was beautiful. I wish you would always play for me like that.”

His confession is almost holy, a reverence to his voice that makes you wish so desperately you could do that. You want more than anything to give up on your job and go home, you want so badly to be with him because he is…everything you could want in life and more. You can’t though, and you have to remind yourself of that. As you attempt to move from him, Hakyeon grips you tighter, lips parting as he kisses the top of your head. In that moment, he decides he’s had enough of playing this game. The truth would hurt, but the lies hurt more.

“I know you’re working for Bangtan.”

The statement has you jerking from his grip, eyes wide as you stumble back, hands fumbling for something to grab, something to protect yourself with. Hakyeon merely gazes back at you, arms hanging limp by his side, face contorted in pain and sadness. His right arm bends, reaching behind his back before he pulls the gun out and places it on the floor. Carefully nudging it towards you, he looks away, hands shaking where they are beside him.

“I thought I could…could play you into giving yourself up. It didn’t work though. Instead, I’ve fallen so helplessly for you, and I know you can’t do that for me. I know you have a job, a designated mission that you have to complete, and that you can’t be with me how I want you to. The lies were eating me alive though, and I’m tired of hiding myself from you.”

His gaze returns to yours, seeing you grasping the gun loosely, though it’s evident you aren’t sure what you want to do with it any more than he does. Hakyeon stands up a bit straighter, clasping his hands before him as if he were at church, confessing to his sins.

“I want you to know that you…I…” his words jumble, tongue tied as he tries to figure out what he means to say. When it doesn’t come to him, he merely sighs, shifting on his feet. “I love you. No matter what you choose, or do, I love you more than I thought I could ever love anything or anyone.” His eyes raise again, meeting yours, and he gives you a watery smile. “I played myself into your hands, and I do not regret a moment of it.”

[muselin]

Kinktober 2021 Day 24

Earn It - VIXX N

Who: VIXX N x f!reader

What: ⛔🚫smut, orgasm denial, teasing

Word count: 822

A/N: I'm not sorry. Make sure you understand the difference between orgasm delay and orgasm denial.

Hakyeon's lips around your clit felt perfect. Deep breaths filled your lungs as he was tracing the soft outlines of your folds with his fingers but going no further, instead lavishing attention on your clit with his tongue. When he finally dipped to tease your entrance you whined.

"You taste so good..."

You could hear the smile in his voice just before he buried his tongue inside of you, mimicking the thrusts you yearned for. If you had any shame, you might have felt embarrassed about the lewd noises his tongue was making against your dripping pussy, but all you had the headspace for was begging.

"Please Hakyeonnie, fill me up already!"

"Aww, is my tongue not enough for you?" Hakyeon smirked at you from between your thighs, looking every bit the incubus. "Alright, let's make you feel better," he said mischievously as he rose up on his knees and leaned over you. He kissed you delicately and turned you over on your hands and knees, pulling your hips towards himself to position you.

You felt his fingers drag over your cunt, gratifyingly firmly as if he was trying to make every touch as pleasurable for you as possible. The blunt head of his cock quickly replaced his hand and he sunk into you in one perfect thrust. You moaned shamelessly at finally being filled. It really did feel like heaven when Hakyeon wanted to please you.

You arched your back for him and he made sure to fill you as deeply as possible. Not too fast, not too slow, a perfect, even pace meant to let you feel every move of his cock inside you exactly long enough for the pleasure to wash over your nerve endings and not have to wait too long for the next hit. Sometimes it felt like a drug really. His hands steadying your hips, caressing you and worshipping you made you want to utterly surrender because he knew just how to please you and all you had to do was feel.

Your moans escalated in pitch when his firm torso draped over yours and his fingers found your clit, making your arousal come up to its peak. You clenched involuntarily around his cock. He was so unforgivingly hard and you wouldn't have it any other way. He was practically purring from behind you, hips snapping into yours more quickly now until you felt yourself just at that sweet precipice.

And then his hands felt like steel on your hips. You tried to impale yourself on him but Hakyeon didn't let you move even an inch.

"No, I'm about to cum," you whined, squirming in his iron grip.

"You'll cum when I let you," he said simply, and restarted his thrusts.

But now they were slow. So achingly slow and so unsatisfyingly shallow. The trickles of pleasure they provided weren't enough to push you over the edge but merely to keep you gazing towards the bottom. You were going crazy, moans now desperate and laboured from your trying to push back against him. Your juices were dripping out from around Hakyeon's cock and the way he fucked into you only made the wet noises more audible.

"Oh my god Hakyeon please, please fill me up,  I'm so close!"

You begged him and he only quickened his thrusts a little.

You tried to reach over to rub your clit and help yourself along, but Hakyeon grabbed your hand with a startling show of strength and kept it pinned down. He suddenly bottomed out inside you with a grunt and you felt him twitch and spill his cum deep inside you. Desperate, you clenched the muscles inside you around his shaft, trying to get that little bit more but it just wasn't enough.

Hakyeon slipped out of you, smacking your ass unceremoniously. Before you could protest, he grabbed a butt plug from the night stand and you felt something cool slip into place inside you.

"Now you're going to be good for me and keep that in for the next half hour, and then you might get to cum."

"Hakyeon!" You wanted to scream, you had been so wet and with his cum inside you you were ever more slippery. You tried desperately to clench around the toy inside you and not let it slip. You quickly realised the only chance you had would be if you stayed lying down. If you so much as tried to even sit up, you knew it would slip right out of you and spill everything.

"I'm going for a shower and I'll check on you when I get out," he said with the same tone as he would have asked for the newspaper over breakfast.

You shut your eyes and bit your lips, your body itching for release and the constant clenching around the toy only keeping your mind focused on how much you still wanted Hakyeon's cock inside of you.

[promise-ill-be-blog]

Love Letter (VIXX N Scenario)

Admin: Zion

POV: Second

Genre: Fluff

You eagerly tore open the first letter you had received from him in months. He had warned you in the previous letter that he was going to be very busy and wouldn’t be able to write you often. His busy schedule didn’t slow down the text messages and the late night calls that would cause you to only get four hours of sleep.

You pulled the letter out of it’s white envelope and unfolded the page. Clipped to the letter were photographs of N by himself and others of him with various members of VIXX. As you looked through the photos, the smile on your face grew wider. You set them to the side and begin reading the short paragraph.

‘Dear (Y/N),

How are you doing, princess? I hope you are doing well. I miss you so much. I’m sorry that it’s been such a long time since I’ve written to you and that this letter is short, but I don’t have much time between filming, photoshoots, and other things. The only thing that keeps me going is the thought of seeing you again. The main reason why I am writing you this letter is to ask you an important question- Will you come to Korea and stay with me? I can’t stand the thought of going another night without you in my arms. In the envelope there should be a plane ticket. Please tell me your answer as soon as possible. I love you.

With hope and love,

Cha Hakyeon’

You slowly fold the letter and stick it back into it’s envelope. You go to your closet and pull a box down from the shelf. The box was filled with everything he had ever given you. Pressed flowers, small gifts, a few pieces of his jewelry and clothing, photo albums overflowing with pictures of him and his friends and trips around the world, postcards, but mostly letters that you had read a thousand times.

After sliding the box back onto its shelf, you pulled your phone out of your pocket and dial N’s number. He picked up after three rings.

“Hello?” He said sleepily. You smiled at the thought of him rubbing his eyes and his hair sticking up.

“Hey. I’m sorry if I’m calling you at a bad time. I just wanted to call you and tell you that I want to live with you.”

“Well, now I’m not going to be able to sleep at all. You have to talk to me.” You could hear the smile in his voice as he talked.

[kpopmalereader]

the hug ; cha hakyeon

• summary: you’re shorter than Hakyeon and every time you hug eachother, you snuggle into his chest • pairing: cha hakyeon x male!reader • word count: 767 • to do

The first time it happened, you weren’t dating yet. You knew each other for a while and you were friendly enough, but nothing came of it. He may or may not have been harboring feelings for you but didn’t act on them. Mostly because you were dating someone at the time. Hakyeon is sad to say the first time you were alone together and the catalyst of you growing closer was when you and your previous boyfriend broke up.

You were supposed to come over to their dorm, but you didn’t show. You hadn’t texted anyone for a while and Hakyeon was getting worried. The other members thought you would text soon, or you couldn’t get to your phone, but Hakyeon couldn’t shake the feeling that something was wrong. So, under the guise that he was just going for a walk, he went out to see if you were waiting in the lobby.

He found you outside. You were shivering in the cold, hunched over on the benches outside their building. There weren’t any obvious signs that something was wrong (other than sitting alone) until he saw your face. Your face was puffy, and your eyes were red, tears still pooling on your waterline.

You saw him and turned away, hiding your face in your sweater’s sleeves. He walked over to you and kneeled down. You made eye contact with him and almost burst into tears. In your blubbering, you told him your boyfriend dumped you over text message and told you that he was leaving you for someone else. You tried to wipe your tears away as you were telling Hakyeon but they kept telling you. He didn’t know what to do. You were sitting in front of him sobbing and he couldn’t do anything to help you. So, he hugged you. He grabbed your shoulders and helped you stand up and hugged you as tightly as he could.

You were still crying. Snot was probably running down his shirt, but he couldn’t care less. The height difference between you two was never a specific point of conversation until that moment. You gripped the back of his shirt and buried your face in his chest, the sobs and shaking shoulders becoming more subsided.

You calmed down after a while and the sad smile you had the rest of the night broke his heart a million times over. He wasn’t even sure he had real feelings for you until the anger he felt at your ex-boyfriend rose in him until he felt like exploding. And the feeling of your arms around his back with you pressing your face into his chest until the world disappeared stayed until he fell asleep. It was gone in the morning and Hakyeon wanted nothing more than to hug you the same way a thousand more times.

The next time, the hug was much happier. You got good news, Hakyeon can’t completely remember what it was but he does remember how as soon as he opened the door, you jumped into his arms. You swung around a second before you landed on your feet and cuddled your face into his chest, repeating “thank you, thank you” but you weren’t thanking him.

Every time you hugged, you did the same thing. And every time it happened Hakyeon’s heart soared then fell right to his toes.

He dealt with his emotions and feelings for you, happy enough to be just friends as long as you continued to hug him in that way. Whenever he thought about confessing, the chance that you weren’t yet over your ex weighed heavy in his mind.

Finally, though, he confessed. He told you his feelings while you were still in his arms. He told you he was happy about a song he wrote and as you listened to it, you said you were so proud of him and gave him one of your hugs. You still had one of his headphones in your ear and your cheek was pressed against his chest, and he said everything. You pulled back with wide eyes, the cheek that previously was pushed up against him red from the pressure. You blinked once, thinking over what he said before nodding your head. You smiled and leaned up on your toes, kissing his lips softly. He gasped and leaned down, capturing your lips one more time when you pulled away. You giggled after you both kissed the other one more time. Your eyes shined as you looked up at him before you melted back into his chest, returning to the position he’ll never get over.

[prettywordsyouleft]

Compatible

Prompt: #75 for @babybee05​ – “I could kill you right now!”

Pairing: Cha Hakyeon x reader (ft. Ravi)

Genre: neighbours au / fluff

Warnings: there is a misinterpretation and perhaps the thought process could offend some people.

Word count: 1341

“I could kill you right now!”

Glancing up from the stack of mail you were leafing through slowly, you bowed politely as your neighbour Hakyeon stopped momentarily beside you, his gaze darting between you and his now disappearing roommate. He chuckled. “Sorry, not you, Y/N. Your life is safe with me. Just his isn’t.”

“I’m certain you have your reasons,” you mentioned as Hakyeon nodded hastily and then took off after Wonshik.

It wasn’t uncommon for you to hear the ruckus of their bickering – whether in their apartment or not. At first, you were kind of surprised. You had never lived next to two people so loud before. Not that you were the silent type or anything.

It was just that Hakyeon and Wonshik would bicker a lot.

From dawn to dusk, you wondered if there was a time in their day where they actually got along. You could tell Hakyeon was the nagging type and Wonshik liked winding him up. Still, you didn’t understand how after a year of living next to them that they still could share the same space.

Of course, you weren’t privy to what was said most of the time. You could only hear muffled voices, and you weren’t about to press your ear to the wall separating your apartment either. But you were certain they weren’t compatible at all.

You carried your mail as you moved to the elevator and up to your floor, stepping out into the hallway before making your way to your door. You couldn’t deny that your curiosity was piqued for what Wonshik had done this time. Your steps dithered, your neck craning in direction of their door as if it would somehow lend you the ability to hear what was going on. You leapt back in fright when you heard a bang, blinking rapidly.

And then you stopped moving altogether.

“How could you do that to me?! I told you not to do that for him. What about me, huh?! You are so frustrating!”

“Ah! Hyung, ow! Stop it!”

You swallowed roughly, knowing it wasn’t your place to intervene. You had nothing to do with any of this. This thought didn’t uproot you and hurry you along to your own apartment. Instead, it had you somehow reaching out and twisting the handle to their front door.

It opened, and you stopped dead in the doorway, eyes rounding when you found the predicament of both men. For a moment you stared back at Hakyeon’s raised hand towards Wonshik’s bottom who was laying on the couch underneath him.

“Y/N, this isn’t-”

“Oh,” you breathed, backing up and wincing when you connected with the wall instead. “I’m sorry, I just – uh bye!”

Dashing around, you hurried to your apartment, fumbling to unlock the front door before bursting through it and closing it just as fast.

You hadn’t expected Wonshik and Hakyeon to be in that kind of relationship. Not that you had anything against it. They could love however or whoever they wanted to. But as you sat there contemplating the past year living here, a lot of things seemed to fall into place in your head. Your heart, however, was kind of battered.

It took you seeing both of them like that to realise your feelings towards Hakyeon were more than neighbourly. So now you had not only overstepped as someone who lived next door, but you had to deal with your feelings that had risen to the surface.

If only you hadn’t of attempted to stick your nose in where it didn’t belong.

For a week, you skirted around both Wonshik and Hakyeon. It was easier than you initially thought since you had become accustomed to their daily schedule. You simply waited an extra ten minutes in the morning to hear them both leave for work, and you had always arrived back at the apartment complex earlier than they did so you could dive into your sanctuary without bumping into them like always. You took to grabbing your mail at different points of the day and skipped the weekly residents’ meeting.

The only thing was, neither was quite as willing to let you pass on by. Whenever they knew you would be home, you would hear knocking on your front door. It was cowardly, you knew that much. Still, as you nursed your foolish self back from the ordeal, you couldn’t answer the door. You didn’t want to, in fear you would say something stupid or offensive. You already were working hard on wording the most appropriate apology.

Because they did deserve one.

And it was this apology you were thinking about as you inspected a bag of apples in the grocery store when you heard your name being called out. Turning, you stared at both Hakyeon and Wonshik like a deer caught in headlights. You decided to do what no other human would do in your situation and turned on your heel, pushing your cart with an almighty speed.

“Listen, Y/N, just stop for a second!” Wonshik called as you heard their rushed footsteps, Hakyeon soon stepping in front of your cart.

He pouted at you. “Please. Just five minutes.”

“I’m sorry. I shouldn’t have barged in like that; I don’t know what I was thinking. I’ll not share the news if you don’t want me to. What you both do behind closed doors is your own decision.”

“Wait, what news?” Wonshik wondered as you turned as red as the beets in the cart you stared at. “What we do behind closed doors?”

“I was right to be concerned.” Hakyeon sighed heavily and stepped over to your side. “Y/N, we’re not a couple.”

“A what?!” Wonshik screeched and then cleared his throat awkwardly when an old couple shot him a look for how loud he had been.

“But I saw you both-”

“I can understand how you would think that. Still, Wonshik has a girlfriend who lives in the complex next door.”

“You were complaining of him inconveniencing you though.”

“Ah, I gave tickets to Hakyeon’s favourite band to another friend instead since he had a better reason for them.”

Hakyeon huffed indignantly. “You always spoil Taekwoon over me.”

You were mortified. Just when would this nightmare end? Even with the knowledge, it didn’t ease you any. You had royally messed up and now and didn’t know how to recover from this.

“Can we invite you around tonight?” Hakyeon asked and you whipped your head up.

“W-Why?”

“Because we want to make it up to you.”

“It should be me!” you exclaimed. “I’m the one who jumped to conclusions and ignored you all because I wished I was more compatible and-”

You stopped then, covering your mouth to ensure you’d say nothing else.

“More compatible? You’re the best neighbour, how could you be more in sync with us?” Hakyeon mentioned, glancing in Wonshik’s direction for some sense of clarity.

The other man scrutinised you both and then smirked. “Y/N, do you want to know what Hakyeon says the most?”

“Wh-what?”

“Don’t make so much noise! You’ll annoy my Y/N!” You could sense Hakyeon’s discomfort and both of you remained silent whilst Wonshik chuckled heartily. “So maybe I should go out for the night and you two can discuss more about compatibility without me?”

Wonshik took off with their cart then and Hakyeon looked after his departure, torn between following him and staying with you. He seemed to come to some peace with his decision and smiled shyly at you. “Well, uh. About tonight, you don’t have to come over but-”

“Should I come by around six?” you shakily offered. Hakyeon smiled warmly at you and then said a quick goodbye, screaming after his friend.

Some things were never bound to change. It was just in Hakyeon and Wonshik’s nature to be loud and bicker. But that didn’t mean you couldn’t be a little hopeful to see how your bond would go with Hakyeon now that you cleared the air.

You promised yourself you wouldn’t jump to any conclusions this time.

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[thetaekswoon]

Does anyone have any suggestions for a short AU for Cha Hakyeon of VIXX? I feel like I've been writing too much for BTS recently, and since it was N's birthday it just seems right to write something for him! The only problem is that I can't think of anything to write for him! If you see this, please send in a suggestion!!!

[sadfragilegirl]

1st Picture: April 11, 2023: "And that's how everything's turning red all over the place after I saw this heart shattering news that it became my lifetime traumatic nightmare finally came true that as I felt the cracking pain into my heart and tears streaming down right onto my eyes and face that I could imagine myself that I was captured and trapped into a dark black void filled with red threads like blood, signaling that my life will never ever be the same again. Scarlet red to be exact.

And that's when I gave this lifetime trauma dream a special name. A special name of a lifetime trauma dream that it could turned everything scarlet red all over the place as my life will never ever be the same again.

I called this lifetime trauma dream that turns everything scarlet red as...

Scarlet Dreams."

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Second Picture: March 11, 2024: "I'm the Scarlet Dream Girl who lived in a Scarlet Dream World.

I faced two Scarlet Dreams that it took a toll of my entire life...and it caused to be completely lost that's being a part of me.

And I faced too many heartaches and heartbreaks, tragedies, conflicts, unhappy endings, shattered memories and never ending nightmares that it made me think how the world today has lost its hope and humanity.

One more moment that's about taking away all the happy things from me, I'm going to broke myself into tears, tear my heart out, and my life will never EVER be the same again.

Because why...? I'm already traumatized enough...ONCE AND FOR ALL!!!"

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Today, April 11, 2024, marks the 1st Anniversary of Scarlet Dreams aka the day Ravi's departure from VIXX due to the "scandal" that he didn't deserve the hate he has been giving last April 11, 2023.

[yootaesowlwrites]

Choke Me And Bite Me - N / Cha Hakyeon

W/C: 3.6K

Note: Blank blogs will be blocked. I don’t trust y’all, so make sure you have your age in your bio/desc or something on your blog. Minors DNI.

Prompts: “Choke me and bite me,” + “Are you going to eye fuck me all night or are you going to do something about it?”

Warnings: Smut, nudism, choking, explicit language, bruising, nicknames, oral (male and female receiving), slight teasing, biting, light fingering, marking, unprotected sex(reader’s on the pill), aftercare.

Age Warning: I will not take responsibility because you wanted to read this, but if you’re under the age of 18+, DO NOT INTERACT OR READ. Do not take this as educational, this is fiction!

You had just arrived home after attending an event with your boyfriend, Hakyeon, and during the entire evening, you could see him practically undress you with his eyes, as you reach the bedroom you begin to slip out of your dress, truth be told, you hated dresses and the fact you had to wear one for this event made you wish Hakyeon could just rip it off you and destroy it. You pause as you had the zipper down completely and let out a sigh, you look over your shoulder and found the man looking at you as he took off his blazer and started to undo his tie.

“Are you going to eye fuck me all night or are you going to do something about it?” You ask. Your words make him freeze before he released his tie and took quick strides towards you, his hands slipping into the open fabric of your dress before tugging it down, letting it pool around your feet. “Hak… I’m so fucking frustrated, move faster,” He presses his front against your bare back and his hands instantly cup your breasts, his lips quickly find their way to your shoulder and kisses along it.

“Why are you frustrated?” He mutters as he kisses towards the crook of your neck. “Is it because you had to wear a dress?” You take in a deep breath, that was partially why you were frustrated. “Or was it because you didn’t want to go?”

“Because you didn’t do anything when we got home,” You sigh out. “And you just kept eye fucking me,” His hands squeeze your breasts before nibbling on your skin. “You should really make it up to me… show me how much you appreciated me wearing a dress for you tonight,” He turns you to face him, and you reach up to grip onto his tie, his hands slowly move over your hips and towards your ass to cup your cheeks through your panties.

“What do you want me to do?” He asks. “Anything you want tonight,” You lick your lips as you think for a moment, and you tug on the tie, pulling him closer to you, his lips were inches away from yours, and you stared into each other’s eyes, tension quickly grows between you both and a shift in the air becomes noticeable quickly.

“Choke me and bite me,” You whisper. You watch as his eyes practically darken even more if it was possible, and his hands grip your ass cheeks harder before pushing you to kiss him, your eyes fall shut as you begin to tug on his tie to loosen it completely, and your fingers quickly move to the buttons of his dress shirt once you had the tie loose and begin undoing them. You gasp into the kiss as you feel his hand suddenly grasp your neck and pull back, letting a smirk form on your lips. “Fuck…”

“You know what to say if it gets too much,” He states more than asks. He begins backing you towards the bed, keeping his grip on your neck, it was tight enough to leave bruises behind but still loose enough to allow you to breathe. The back of your legs hit the bed, and you immediately sit down, staring up at him, you had managed to open his shirt and the view you had, was making you squeeze your legs together.

“Yes,” You sigh and reach out to press your hand flat against his stomach and slowly slide your hand upwards, but his free hand quickly catches your hand, and he leans slightly forward.

“You’re going the wrong way,” He says, his voice low and his face hard. He moves your hand lower and places it on his belt. “Undo it,” He releases your hand, and you lift your other hand to help unbuckle his belt, and undo his pants before pulling it down along with his underwear. You lean closer and feel his grip on your neck shift slightly, your lips brush over his lower stomach, and you kiss down towards his pubic bone, leaving a wet trail of your saliva behind for an invisible happy trail, your lips then make their way towards his thighs and begin leaving kisses behind on them, moving closer to where his cock was slowly hardening. “Your mouth is always so good,” You glance up at him and found him watching you intently as his chest moves deeply.

You slip your tongue out and glide it over his thighs, making him let out a shuddering breath, you slide your tongue almost over every inch of his upper highs before it reached his pubic bone, and you heard his breathing become deeper, his cock was almost fully hard now and pressing against your jaw as you were licking at his pubic bone, your tongue reaches the base of his cock, and you feel his fingers tighten for a split second.

“Fuck, it feels so good when you do that,” He mutters. You slide your tongue along his length, earning a low groan from him as you do, you watch as his lids flutter and knew how sensitive he was already, the knowledge of that alone had your walls clenching and wetness pooling between your folds, your tongue reaches the tip of his cock, and you could taste the saltiness from his pre-cum starting to form.

“Hmm,” You hum, and watch as his head falls back and hear him take in a deep breath. You flick your tongue over the slit on his cock, earning a squeeze around your neck, you flatten your tongue against it before slowly sliding it over the slit and along his length towards the base of his cock.

“Fuck, you’re teasing now,” He mutters. You leave a kiss at the base of his cock before wrapping your lips around the side of his cock and sliding your mouth along it until you reach the tip again. “Fucking hell…”

“Are you complaining if I was?” You say once you pulled your mouth back, his cock was completely hard now, and you could see more pre-cum forming at the tip, any moment now it would start spilling to the floor or even on your thighs if you continued. You gently blow against the tip of his cock before you were pushed back, and your neck was released. “Ohh, was that a little too much?”

“You said I needed to show you how much I appreciated you wearing a dress,” He says, and you could hear the frustration in his tone. “So that’s what I’m going to do,” He grips the elastic of your panties and tugs them down before gripping the open shirt he still had on and pushing it off his shoulders, both of you being left completely nude now. He leans over, pressing his hands into the mattress on either side of your hips, and kisses your hip before slowly kissing down towards the crease of your hips and nips at the skin, you reach up and grip the sheets, twisting them between your fingers.

“Hak…” You breathe out, another nip was left on the sensitive skin before his lips moved lower and the nipping quickly turned into biting. “Ohh, yes, yes, like that,” A bite was left behind on your skin with each movement lower, and you could feel your skin growing hotter and your pussy wetter. You lift your head as his lips disappear and watch as he sinks down to his knees before lifting your legs over his shoulders, spreading your legs and exposing you to him, the sound of your wetness being pulled apart quickly fills the room, and you feel his nose glide against the inside of your thigh.

“You look so wet and needy,” He mutters. “Did teasing me do all that, or were you just that frustrated?” You feel his teeth sink into your inner thigh, and you reach down with one hand to grip his hair, your hips slightly lift at the feeling of his teeth being against your skin and biting his way towards your pussy.

“Fucking hell, Hakyeon, that… ohhh,” You mumble as you tug on the covers with your other hand. “It’s so good,” You feel one last bite against your thighs before his nose brushed against your folds with his lips following shortly afterwards. “A little bit of both,” He hums against your folds before you feel his lips push past them and press below your clit. “Ohh, my…” The vibrations quickly caused your insides to tense and your breathing to become heavier. His hands grip the top of your thighs, making sure he had a tight grip on them before you felt his tongue press against your pussy and lick a stripe upwards and over your clit, you flex your feet at the pleasurable feeling suddenly going through your veins. “Hakyeeeonnn,” His lips wrap around your clit and begin sucking on it. “Oh, my fuck…”

Your body was slowly tensing up, and you could feel your back starting to stick to the bed covers as sweat begins building up on your skin, one of Hakyeon’s hands moves higher and grips on the crease of your hip, digging his fingers into the skin, most definitely leaving bruises behind, he gently tugs your clit, and it felt like your soul almost got tugged out from you as he did, you press your head into the mattress and close your eyes.

“Fucking hell, Hakyeon…” You moan out, your fingers curling into his locks and tugging on them each time he used his lips to tug on your clit, he tilts his head and pushes his chin between your folds and has it rubbing near your entrance. “Oh… you’re so fucking good,” You could feel your stomach muscles tensing up. He tugs on your clit one more time before releasing it with a soft pop, causing your entire body jerks at the feeling of it.

“You taste so good, sweetheart,” He mutters against your pussy as his head drops lower, you squeeze your lids tighter together and let out a sigh of contention when you felt his lips touch your entrance.

“Oh, my go— ohhh,” You moan and turn your head to the side as you felt his tongue lap at your entrance, he was always so damn good at using his tongue to please you and make you feel good. “Oh, shit, I…” Your hips lift slightly off the bed as you felt the tip of his tongue poking at your entrance.

“Fuck, you’re so needy for me,” He mumbles, you had barely picked up with he had said since his words were muffled against your pussy. His tongue flattens against your pussy, and he licks another stride upwards and over your clit, his mouth basically covering your entire pussy, and you heard him swallow.

“Fucking— HAKYEON!” You scream and turn your head to the other side, your entire body felt tingly as he did that, you could feel your entire body starting to tense up as e knot of pleasure builds inside you, you pull at the covers, pulling them into a bundle in one hand while your other hand gripped his hair tightly. “Hak… I’m not, I’m going… I…” Your breathing was short and you felt hot everywhere. His mouth lifts only for his to press against your clit and give slow long licks over it, you feel his hand on your thigh disappear for a moment before you felt his fingers poking at your entrance. “Oh, fucking shit, I, Yeooonnn!” His fingers curl against your entrance before extending and slipping into you.

“Go on, let it go,” He mutters, the vibrations from his voice travels through your clit and straight into the knot that was building and building inside you, his finger curls inside you and your hips lift from the bed, your toes curl as the knot come undone and pleasure washes over you, your body shakes with pleasure and your cum spills from you, making a mess on his chin, fingers and hand.

“OH, Fucking, HAK— Yeon, oh my fuck,” You moan out and tug at the covers, he moans against your clit as you pull at his hair, fuck, it felt so good when he made you feel this good. “Yeon, Yeon, oh my fuck, uhhhhmmm,” Stars danced behind your lids as you went through your high, your mind completely blank of everything and anything for a few minutes. By the time your mind returned down to earth, his mouth had released your clit and was peppering kisses on your lower stomach and his fingers were smearing your juices onto your thigh. “Gosh…”

“I’m aching to be inside you now,” He mumbles, you open your eyes and lift your head to look at him, his eyes were black with lust as he stared up at you, you watch as he opens his mouth and begins leaving a trail of open-mouthed kisses up your stomach, stopping once he had reached your sternum, his arm slips underneath you, and you feel him shift you higher onto the bed before he climbs on top of you, his cock slaps against your folds before you felt his hand pressing against your folds and pushing his cock between them.

“Fuck…” You mumble. Your clit had developed a heartbeat and feeling his cock rub against it caused your body to twitch, he slides his cock through your juices before pushing the tip inside, his hand releases his cock, and you feel it move between your bodies before you felt his fingers wrap around your neck, his other hand quickly grabs onto yours and pushes it into the bed and holds onto it. “Ohmm fuck,” His fingers interlace with yours as his cock slowly pushes into you, stretching and filling your walls.

“Ohh, uhhm, fuck, I…” He grunts out, his lids fluttering at the feeling of your walls surrounding him and swallowing him into you. “Fuck…”

“Uhh, ohh, Yeon… hmm,” You moan, trying to keep your eyes open and on him. “Fuck…” He lets out a low grunt as he bottoms out inside you, his breathing hard and almost in sync with yours. His hand squeezes yours before he slowly lifts his hips, the sound of your wetness squelching quickly fills the air as he slides out halfway before thrusting back in. “Y-Yeon!” The sound of skin slapping against skin quickly fills the room, and he finds a pace that was making not only his mind spin but yours as well.

“Fuck, so good, you feel so good,” He mutters and lowers his head, his lips grazing over your jaw as he kisses along. “Taking it so good, fuck,” You could feel his balls brushing against your ass cheeks as he thrusts into you, your eyes roll to the back of your head before your lids shut in pure blissful pleasure, the way he was holding your neck just right and then holding your hand had you overwhelmed with feelings and sensations.

“Ha-Hakyeon,” You gasp out, you could feel his stomach brushing against yours with each thrust, your body was quickly stiffening as a ball of tension was building inside you again. “Oh, oh… fucking, I, Haky-Yeeoonn,” You dig your heels into the mattress, and you bend your legs, your toes curl as you feel a heat sensation going through your legs. “Oh, my fuckkkk,” It wasn’t going to be long, you were sure of it. Your hand that was still holding onto his hair slowly slides away from it and onto his back.

“Mark me up, scratch me,” He mumbles against your skin, you didn’t need to be told twice, your nails immediately scratch at his skin, leaving long red streaks behind on his skin before you did it again until you finally managed to grab onto him and dig your nails into him. “Fuck,” His head drops to the crook of your neck and begins peppering kisses on your skin.

“Yeon, oh my fu— OH,” Your back arches as you let out a moan, the tension inside you was becoming tighter before you feel it snap and come undone, your legs shake with pleasure as you try to ground them, your grip on his back was starting to slip. “YEON!” It felt like you were floating on cloud nine as he pounds into you, slowly starting to chase after his own high that was building. His hand pressed a little harder against your neck as your walls pulsed around him, sending his mind into a frenzy to get to his high.

“Fuck, fuck, Y/n, baby, fuck,” He grunts out, fireworks were going off inside your mind as stars were once again exploding behind your lids, everything felt so good, and you weren’t sure if you were going to come back down to earth for a moment. His hips begin slamming into you faster as he felt a heartbeat starting to form in the head of his cock. “Close, gonna… soon,” You let out a whine and wrap your legs around his waist, hooking your ankles behind his back.

“Fuck, Yeon, so good, cum for me,” You whimper out, his cock shifts deeper into you, and you feel him hitting a new angle inside you. “FUCK!” You had barely come down from your high before you felt another one already threatening to erupt. “Yeeeeoooonn,” You were at the edge of that mountain, close to feeling another hot pleasure going through you. “Fuck, oh, my fuck, oh, my, fuck, fuck,” You feel a harsh thrust from him before your mind completely falls blank, you didn’t even notice his hips stuttering as he was spilling his warm load into you.

“Fuck, tak-taking it s-so good,” He stutters out from the pleasure coursing through him, his mind was buzzing from pleasure, his hand around your neck loosens before he pushed it into the mattress next to your body, his hips slow down before completely stopping against yours to take a moment to gather his energy and thoughts, you could feel your body slowly starting to cool down as the air starts to cool down as well, you release the tighter grip you had on his back and allow your hand to fall onto the bed, he lifts his head to look at you before slowly sliding out from you and rolls onto the bed, he takes in a deep breath. “Did I manage to do what you wanted?”

“Hmm,” Your mind was in a daze, you could still feel his touch all over your body and your pussy was still beating with pleasure. “Hmm, absolutely,” You open your eyes and turn your head to look at him.

“Is your neck alright?” He asks, his eyes looking at the spot he had held onto. “I think I may have held on too tight,” You lift your hand and slowly run your fingers along the spot you felt was warmer than the rest of you.

“It’s okay, I’m okay, more than okay, Hak,” You whisper. “And you, your back… how does it feel?” Your hand felt sore from how hard you had gripped and held onto him.

“It’s okay, I don’t mind it, I asked for it,” He says, you lazily nod your head before watching him take in a deep breath before he stood from the bed. “Let me go get a cloth to clean your wounds and you,” You prop yourself up onto your elbows and look towards your thighs, bite marks covering them, and then you notice the hickeys he had ended up leaving behind on your stomach when he had kissed his way up. He disappears into the bathroom, and you hear the water running before it shuts off, and he returns, you lay back and close your eyes as he places the lukewarm cloth against your thighs.

“Hmm, that feels so good also,” You mumble. He gently wipes over the bite marks, making sure to clean them, before you felt him pull your legs apart to clean your inner thighs and slowly clean your pussy. “Gosh, from grabbing my neck to being so gentle, what a good boyfriend you are,” He chuckles, and you feel him about to get up, but you quickly grab his hand, stopping him, you sit upright, a whine leaving you as you feel cum spilling from you. “Let me clean you too…” You take the cloth from him and slowly begin cleaning along his member, noticing the cum splatters on his thighs. “We made a very big mess…”

“I noticed,” He says. “We need to change the sheets,” You nod your head as you carefully clean over his thighs before handing him the cloth.

“Bring the fluffy towels, we will tomorrow morning,” You say. “I’m way too tired now,” He chuckles and nods his head before going back to the bathroom, you hear water running a few moments again before it stops, you sit upright and look between your legs, seeing the bite marks and seeing his cum leaking from your entrance. “Fuck… why is it so hot…”

“Because it’s you,” He says as he exits the bathroom with the giant fluffy towels. “Spread your legs for me, so I can watch it leak from you, baby,” Your walls clench at his words, it may have sounded like he was joking. You spread your legs wider for him and watch his eyes widen as he watches his own load spill from you and leaks onto the bed, he didn’t think you would actually do it, but of course, you did, you were a tease after all. “Should I clean it for you?” He licks his lips, the air shifting once again.

[witchakyeon]

❧ touch tank | Chabin Oneshot

“I’m regretting this stupid trip, and I haven’t even left you yet,” Hongbin breathed, his voice gritty, the taste of dark chocolate on his tongue. His hands were gentle and firm, their warmth radiating through Hakyeon’s thin, oversized shirt. Hakyeon was the one with the magical ability to inspire desire, but Hongbin had his own skills with temptations. “Wretched creature.”

“Don’t blame me,” Hakyeon emphasized the word with a soft nip at Hongbin’s bottom lip, drawing blood to the surface and nearly breaking the skin. “For your avaricious nature. You don’t need my help to get excited.”

“And yet, just kissing you is bringing me out of a dry spell.”

Hakyeon pulled himself free of their oral exchange long enough to give Hongbin a displeased look.

“How many times will I remind you not to speak of yourself that way?” Hakyeon asked as Hongbin lifted him onto the counter and made space for himself between his thighs. The familiar thrum of his power danced beneath his skin, and he was certain his eyes were red as dragon’s blood.

“You can’t tell me how to make jokes about my sexuality, gorgeous. That’s what makes it mine,” Hongbin chuckled. He went in for another kiss, which Hakyeon granted with equal enthusiasm as Hongbin’s phone vibrated against the marble.

“You mortals and your self-deprecating humor.”

“You monsters and your high standards.”

Hakyeon growled somewhere deep within his chest and grabbed Hongbin’s chin, licking passionately into his mouth one more time before pulling back. His lover had a familiar, slightly dazed expression. The touch of a succubus could feel like many things, but Hongbin often said it was like a kiss. And sometimes a curse when they didn’t have time, like right now.

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[ultscsy]

Making out with Vixx

this request was in unexpected- i love my babies :(

request: What about making out with Vixx? Your A C.E made me go have a cold shower

N/hakyeon:

ezzgeit

his sex drive can vary sometimes

even when hes like just making out with you

he'll act very horny

but he aint

sO youre like "w t f?!"

BuT vixx are known as the kink-dols

sO like he's gonna restrict you in some ways

blindfolding you

gonna tie up your hands

who knows

"dont fight against it or i wont carry on"

he says shit like that to tease your ass

Leo/Taekwoon:

when its yours and Leo's first time he's very caring

like he caresses your body alot

strokes his hand through your hair etc

but when you guys started to make out more often

he got more rough

very sloppy

like if you two make out in his room while the members are there, they'll be able to hear you two-

he has you gripping onto everything near you

he can get very horny very quickly

loves biting onto your lips

"fuck, you belong to me don't forget it"

ken/jaehwan:

so smily first time you two kiss

he smiles into the kiss

so like it aint weird?

but he's the kind of guy to grab your jaw to deepen the kiss

you can get him horny in many different ways

he's a massive switch in my eyes

loves kissing you when youre not aware

hold you by your waist

wants you to straddle him

loves having you on top some days

if you bite his lip he whines and moans very sexually

ravi/wonsik:

fuckin good luck

very rough

then slows down to tease you

very touchy

your hands in his hair is a must

his hands on your thighs are a must

when he wants to deepen the kiss he holds your chin or chokes you

depending on his mood at that moment

loves dirty talking you

"you want more princess"

"come on you slut, do you job and grind

hongbin:

(im sorry i love hongbin sm)

loves eye contact before you eat eachothers faces

holds your face between his hands

whispers little i love you's between each kiss

until he takes full control

he has you under him

hands next to your head

"come on princess"

(FuCk)

loves when you go on top and control him

hickiEs, if he's turned on enough

Hyuk/Sanghyuk:

OMg my babie im sorry if hyuk has more then the others

like ken he smiles into the kiss

when its starting off

hands on your waist

very giggly at first

i can see him telling jokes at the start

"can i tell you a joke?"

you end up giving up and smiling at him

but BUT

when he comes home after a stressful day

like all them ff's say

gonna haVe angry sex

but with hyuk he doesnt like angry sex alot cause he thinks he might hurt you so he justs wanna make out or maybe a blowjob from you to calm him

it involves alot of dirty talk

"fuck, my little whore, kiss me or put your lips to good use"

grips your hair

bites your lip

hickeys are a must with hyuk

wants to show them off to his members (HEHEHEEHE)

grabs your jaw when he wants to deepen the kiss

Also like N he might blindfold u depends on how he's feeling

handcuffs aswell

maybe

eheehehhheh

[love-kazin]

History Walls

Genre: just a friendly scenario with a very slightly friends-to-lovers.

Pairing: Kim Wonsik/Ravi x Reader (female).

Warnings: none.

Word count: 1.371. 

REQUESTED.

There’s this literature project counting as the major grade and your friends couldn’t think about any person that wasn’t you to work with. 

-x-

"What I'm saying is that doesn't matter what you're reading, because any kind of literature is a literature! Anything that makes you read is interesting because it can develop your creativity and vocabulary." Hanging out in a bookstore wasn't how you planned to spend your saturday. Not with the guys, actually, because you love a good bookstore, but being the one who got invited was a little different. Since you were a good student, with the higher grades in class and the most well developed assignments, you were the first thought of the guys. Not that they only wanted to work with you because of that. It's just easier to work with friends, and if they're smart, it's a plus. "Do you really think that?" Taekwoon was looking at you but his face was hard to describe. He could be genuinely curious about your opinion or preparing himself to end all your arguments. "Yes, I do. What do you think?" "I think a good literature is the better option to extend your intelectual atributes." "But what's a good literature?" "Oh, here we go again..." You could only chuckle at Hongbin's statement. Any topic could get kinda phylosifical in seconds when you were talking, which was a little boring but an amusement to them at the same time. Hearing you talk all your points of view was nice, not only because you helped them to get another vision about certain topics, but also because your excitement was interesting to watch. "A good literature is that one that makes me travel around the theme, like I'm floating in the author's ideas." "That's a good point, really. I think it's important to feel conected with the material you're reading, to take that to yourself. But as you said, a good literature is the one that makes you feel it. And this can be anything. It can be a thick book about a country's history, a cute and tragic romance, a fashion magazine or even the shampoo bottle. It can work differently for every person." "Even a shampoo bottle? How's that could work?" "Imagine that you're a chemical student, learning how to compose something. Don't you think the specified rotule would make you wonder how to work with that? Which combination is the better one? To whom that product can work well?" "Oh, that makes a lot of sense. So, that's how bedtime stories works for kids at night? I mean, it can stimulate their thoughts and affect their dreams?" You nodded. It was good they were catching your point. Hakyeon started to look at you proudly, his words dancing at his expression. He didn't needed to talk it out loud, but you knew that he was thinking you would be amazing as a teacher - which was the main point of your academical career. "Do you think it's problematic for an adult to like stories made for kids?" Jaehwan looked really curious, subtly. Which was kinda normal. You were used to his comportment that can change in seconds from playful to serious. "Of course not! I understand that some people may joke around and tell to this person to grow up, but they're doing it! Just like everybody. It's something to read, and as long as the person enjoy the topic, it's valid. Nobody should say otherwise." Humming in agreement, they started to work on the summary of the literature assignment. Actually, it was something to present, with slides, point of views and lots of topics related to the main point. That's the reason requiring a whole 7 members group. The teacher has given almost two months to prepare it, since it was a final project for the semester, so there was a lot of time to do it, and it wasn't that hard. But being an applied student, you always liked to do your assignments as soon as possible, and your friends knew it, even not being the same way. It would be kinda hard to everyone thinks exactly the same way, and that's why some discussions happened along the day. "I don't think it's healthy for a kid, for example, to read adult things." "That's why there's age recommendation, Taek." "But there are things that doesn't have it. Like those shampoo bottles you said earlier." "I don't think a kid would read that these days, but it's not forbidden. Maybe they can be a chemical engineer in the future, right? Is that bad?" Taekwoon just looked at you and returned to the book while thinking about it. Wonsik was the one who was strangely quiet that day. No one seemed to notice when he left the table to disappear between those big book walls. But that did bother you. If he wasn't feeling ok, you'd like to help. His face looked puzzled, almost lost in thoughts, and the way his eyebrows furrowed a little trying to read the book title on his hand was very cute. "Do you need some help, Wonsik?" He then looked at you, nodding. "I'm starting to think that this book isn't even in english." The thick and brown cover, with golden letters, and a thin dust layer, was actually in german. "It's not. But I can find a english version of it, if you want it. Or a korean." Wonsik smiled at you, showing off his perfect teeth, resembling a little like a cute bunny, but also big. While you showed him the way to the library part where would had be the book in his elected language, you grow up some curiosity. "May I ask you why do you wanna read this book? It's quite sad. Are you alright?" "I'm okay, yeah. I'm just curious, and trying to expand my known list of books. I wanna be smart." "You already are. But it's great to know more, also because you're getting to know another type of writing. If you feel too sad to finish, you can just call me and I'll resume to you." "Did you read it?" Nodding, you grabbed the book and gave it to Wonsik. "Can I call you if I have some doubt?" "Sure. I'll be glad to help." Then, the silence came. Being around Wonsik was nice, but along with the others. Alone, it was weird because he seemed uncomfortable in your presence. You didn't knew why; there wasn't any memorable thing that happened that may have hurted him or anything. So it was just weird. And turned your cheekies into a red color because of your shyness. But also his, which you didn't knew the reason. "Maybe... Can I just call you...?" "What do you mean? We're friends, right? You can call me." That was unexpected. But you weren't denying an approximation. Maybe things could get better. "No, I mean, like, not a friendly relationship." "Oh, so like... strangers?" "What? No, not like that too." You weren't following his idea. The question mark was almost tattooed in your forehead. "In a getting-to-know kind of relationship." He seemed nervous about the topic. "I thought we were already doing... Oh." Then something clicked in your head. And your cheekies burned even more. Specially because Sanghyuk appeared in the hallway looking for both of you. "Are you done with this weird dating thing? We're needing some help." Before you could explain the situation, he disappeared. Wonsik nodded and smiled weirdly at you and returned to the table. Was he developing some kind of crush on you? He was like the main crush of the entire class. It wouldn't be bad, but it didn't make sense at all, specially because he had never said anything. Maybe you'd have to figure it out. Returning to the table, you saw a thoughtful Wonsik and other five hardworking men. Sitting on your spot, you quickly wrote a simple "yes :)" on a post-it and passed to the man on your side, almost like a secret mission. You could sense him trying not to break into a wide grin, and you felt related. It's a little weird how things work, but it can be good. Turning your attention to the paperwork, the boys seemed a little lost, just how Sanghyuk has said. "What do you need me for?"

[vixx-ficz]

CRI: 1

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Genre: heir! hyuk (han sanghyuk)

Pairing: han sanghyuk x female oc

Summary: Han Sanghyuk goes by many titles in his life; he’s a son, a brother, a child, a teenager, VIXX’s maknae Hyuk or the heir of the multi-billion company HGOC, or maybe Han Sanghyuk, next head of the Han household.He was set to take the position as soon as he would be able to release a heir from the arranged marriage, but when things turn for the worst the household and company have no else to rely on but him. It was either the death of the company his forefathers have spent their lives on to build or ruin his group’s career.Some say being a crazy rich asian was interesting, but being a crazy rich idol can’t help but peek our interest.

Words: 1.5k

Chapters: 2

1: The Han Family

Some call them aristocratic, some called them bourgeois and others called them elites, the selected few of a society. Those words— none of them could deny, but they didn’t wake up one day to all the wealth they have, it has been generations of blood, sweat and tears. The Han was famous for many things, they were famous for their hotels and restaurants, hospitals, and export of Korean products. The increase of the Hallyu wave brought them even larger incomes, soon enough they became the biggest exporters of Kpop albums and merchandise. However, they were famous for another thing, it was a grand land only for the household members. THe lots were filled with mansions big, wide and expensive. The lot, big enough to house a neighborhood in Seoul, was called The Villas. 

At the center of the villas was a house bigger and more grandouise than any other house found in the area. It stood in its yellowish white glory. The pillars were big and broad, the rooms were palace-like, each individual room was huge enough to be called a master’s suite. 

In this house stayed the head of the family, the CEO of the company and owner of the huge enterprise. The position has been passed down to the male heirs who carry the Han last name in order to honor the name Han group of companies. Likewise, the current head was named Han Sungjin, a man in his early 40’s that was not only the head of this company, but is considered as the richest man in Korea. A man both adored and feared for his work style, he was a monster— a monster tycoon. 

“Opening an airline isn’t a trip to the park, you do realize that?” Sungjin’s hands were stuck together as he straightened his back as all the board members were sitting in the conference room of the HGOC headquarters. 

“We never said it was easy, we’re saying it’s a smart move!” a woman whose hair was slowly turning gray day by day gives the younger man a glare. She wasn’t the CEO, but she was held just as highly as he was, her name was Han Hyebin, Sungjin’s older sister.

“It is the most logical step after the success with our overseas shipping company, sir.” The man roughly 30 years old still regarded Sungjin with respect even if he grew up running inside the main house with him. The man then pulls up his sleeves as he gently bows his head, the light brown hair falls to his face. Yoo Jiho had the exact same hair color as his mother’s. Han Hyebin.

“I want to hear your opinion” Sungjin turns towards the barely young adult beside him. He was quietly tilting his head from side to side as he listened to the elders banter amongst themselves. His eyes grow wide in shock, he tries to open his mouth a few times before taking a deep breath. 

“If we are to continue to venture into the market, what kind of services will we offer, will we be like Emirates where they offer luxury or would it be budget? Which of the two is more likely to gain our expenses and by how much?” he turns to look at the presenter. The presenter was a non-Han member, he wanted to create another company under Han in order for him to lead the company under the financial help of Han.

The presenter stays quiet, he fidgets around his papers trying to look for the non-existent data that he needed. “Another question, why should we open our own airline when we could just buy one that’s already existing?” the young adult sits up straight while his expression remains stoic. 

The presenter’s eyes went shaky and Sungjin immediately noticed this. “If you aren’t prepared to answer these questions we should end this meeting right now, I don’t want to waste my time,” Sungjin was cruel when it came to time and he wasn’t enjoying the fact that he was wasting it with a presenter who did not do his research at all. 

Once Sungjin stood up, all the members of the family followed suit. It was an unspoken rule that when one of the heads of the company leaves, especially the CEO, the executive committee meeting is over. People could only bow their heads as they all walked past, they were cold, but commendable people. Their eyes stabbed daggers, but they would never turn their backs on someone who needs their help.

“Sanghyuk!” Jiho runs to walk beside his younger cousin. Sanghyuk, who often had a stoic face in the office, gives his cousin a small smile. 

“You really resemble your father sometimes,” Jiho couldn’t believe that what had happened was Sanghyuk’s first executive committee meeting. The young boy could only shyly smile, the hours he spent listening to his father’s lectures and teaching him what was needed for a business venture to succeed all boiled down to this opportunity. “You really are next to succeed that throne huh?” 

Sanghyuk slightly flinched at the way he called it. There was truth in the way Jiho called it out, they were more like an empire rather than a business, CEOs were already assigned even before they were born. They were like royalties with an elaborate system that they were not allowed to defer from; a prison dressed in luxury.

“However, the next CEO can not be dilly dallying with some idol stuff,” Hyebin was not the type of person to show her disappointment towards the next heir. 

“Noona!” The way Sungjin glared at his older sister made the whole group shut up. 

Hyebin raised her head higher and quickened her walking pace, until she was the first inside the elevator and out of Han headquarters. Sungjin turned the corner and entered his room, his son followed behind closely. The several other members of Han proceeded to return to their own offices.

“I’m guessing you have to leave” Sungjin hasn’t even sat down when he addressed his son whose table sat in his office. 

Sanghyuk only bowed his head. “I have practices today. The concert that I’ve mentioned, I’ll be preparing for it,” he looks up to his father, who is now sitting down on his office chair. 

“Alright!” Sungjin takes a deep breath. “Make sure you give it everything you’ve got, your sister and I will be watching.” Sungjin gives his son a small smile before sending him off. 

Sanghyuk leaves Han headquarters that sat in Seoul’s business district down to his company agency. The small scale building stood nowhere in comparison to Han headquarters, it was a small building with the number of employees being somewhere around a thousand, only. It was a small business compared to what he ran, but due to circumstances, he has not revealed his identity except for their CEO who recognized him as soon as he auditioned for the company. 

The small building, although nothing like the one’s his family owned, felt like a place where he could be himself, an escape from his prison cell. As soon as he opened the door to the practice room everyone was heavily breathing, a thin fog was beginning to form on the mirrors even with an air conditioner running. 

“He’s here!” the dance teacher calls out and every person turns their heads towards him. 

It wasn’t uncommon for Sanghyuk to arrive later than everyone else. The eighteen year old was in his last year of high school, thus he always came late for practice. However, little is known about where he goes to school. The members have never seen Sanghyuk wearing his uniform. He would leave the dorms extra early to return to his family home and wear his uniform there. He said that it was because his family home was much closer to where his school was, which was not entirely a lie.

“How was school?” Ken, one of his members, approached the youngest member.

“It was the same, you know, they teach; you sleep,” Sanghyuk puts his bag down before taking off the sweater he had on. The room was too humid and hot to be wearing something that thick inside. 

“Well get your body warmed up and then join us when you’re ready!” The leader, Hakyeon instructs the youngest members.

It was a bit later that Sanghyuk joined the group. The amount of choreography he had to master and lyrics he has to remember was greater than his members, this was the price of being late. He was a boy smarter than people his age, but he lacked in terms of what he was passionate for. He wasn’t exactly the perfect idol material, unlike his members, he wasn’t as talented as they were in singing and he wasn’t as great as a dancer his members were. However, he was persistent. His persistence is a result of the constant reminder that his ancestors built their empire on pure blood, sweat, tears and luck. Since he was old enough to remember, his grandfather, the late Han Juyeon, told him stories of how his grandfather, Sihyuk, the founder of Han group of companies, suffered in poverty. The war stricken nation and his family not being of any power, every head and heir carried that image of hardship that their ancestors went through.

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Chapters: 2