#cornieheesan

[cornie-heesan]

Nobody Knows

Staring| Huang Renjun x fem!reader

Prompt| secret fwb —> lovers

Description| Renjun likes to stake his claim on the person whose bed he spends the most time in.

WARNINGS| fem!bodied reader, AFAB anatomy, secret fwb —> lovers, marking, possessive Renjun (yum), hair pulling, cursing (like a lot), unprotected sex (don’t, you’ll get pregnant and d*e), pwp, drunk friends making assumptions, a smidge of angst, makeup sex- in a car.

Word count| 3.2 k

A/N| life’s been life and I get all these ideas to start new works but I can’t quite follow through with them. I’ve been on a Renjun kick lately, he makes the serotonin in my brain work.

Without any fraction of a doubt, you belonged to Huang Renjun- even if not everyone knew that. Your skin is always littered with some type of possessive markings, hickies, bruises, and bite marks- when asked about it you would just shrug it off like nothing ever happened. 

You met Renjun during first-year biology along with Haechan and Jeno- all three of them had been pledges with the notorious NCT fraternity. Where in the time of that class you had learned far too much about their frat brother Mark’s sex scandal that happened with his girlfriend and some of the members. Although, it’s all taken with a grain of salt because this was coming from Haechan- a notorious gossip. 

Eventually, after enough group projects you found yourself becoming closer to Renjun- finding out that the “Pure Boy” was quite the flirt whenever his friends weren’t hogging your attention. It started with innocent touches- caressing your thigh with his fingertips as he drove a very drunk Jaemin, Haechan, and Jeno back to the house (he asked you to come as moral support), playing with your hair or hands during a particularly boring lecture.

You made no efforts to stop the man- simply just following suit- pressing your breast against his back whenever you gave him a back hug. Pressing your lips against his cheek after he’d worked tirelessly to tutor you in physics you managed to swing an A on the final. 

Sleepovers had become mandatory in your unspoken friendship- especially after you had moved into an apartment off campus. Renjun would often find himself over at your place with his face down in your lap watching listening some rerun of friends as your fingers caressed his hair- far too many drinks had been shared amongst the frat brothers, officially getting the newest pledges (and Renjun’s roommate drunk). 

However, your idle talk was interrupted once again by your noisy upstairs neighbor and his flavor of the week. Your fingers tightened around Renjun’s hair making him grunt- god how this entire situation played out differently in his head. If it were up to him there’d be no barriers between his mouth and the apex of your thighs. His hands move to grip your thighs to push himself up  looking into your eyes 

“Should we fuck louder than them to assert our dominance?” 

Your cheeks burned that pretty pink color that appears when he endlessly flirts with you- it makes him want to bite you, affectionately of course. Your rounded eyes blink back at him a few times while you nervously bite your lip. Reflexively Renjun’s thumb reaches up to pull your lip from between your teeth

“Come on pretty girl, what’s going on in that head of yours?” He hums lust-filled eyes dragging across your face, causing your thighs to clench. He clicks his tongue shaking his head, sitting up fully he skillfully pulls your legs to straddle his hips, “Junnie,” you mumble with a pout on your lips.

Before you could even think about it Renjun’s lips were hot and brushing against your own. Your fingers tugging against his locks with a bit more force than previously- instead of holding the back of your head Renjun’s hand rests directly under your jaw, fingers curling around your throat. A whine slips from your lips as you roll your hips against his making his fingers squeeze against you.

“I need you Jun” you gasp roughly grinding down on him to get some type of friction between your thighs “Please,” want burns through your body. Before you know it you’re dropped onto your bed as Renjun tears at your clothes to expose every inch of your body.

"God, the things I can't wait to do to you," he mumbles nipping the skin of your thighs "I've been on your mind Junnie?" you hum, fingers deftly pinching and playing with your nipples "Constantly" he murmured before diving into your pussy. You would've never guessed it from Renjun but dear god is this man a sloppy pussy eater.

A mixture of spit and slick coated the inside of your thighs a moan, slipping from your lips as Renjun buries two of his fingers deeply Into your cunt. A loud slap fills the room as the delayed sting of your thigh rolls through your body. A debauched moan ebbs from your throat as Jun digs his fingers into the meat of your thigh moaning against your glistening slit.

The familiar tingle in the pit of your belly surges through you as Renjun continues his brutal pace against your swollen clit. He pulls his mouth away eyes burning across your body as his fingers curl and drag against that spongy spot inside of you. His eyebrow quirks as a smirk slowly ebbs onto his lips, "You've got the messiest little cunt, don't you sweetheart?" you squirm under his dark eyes trying to pull away from his fingers.

He clicks his teeth at your attempt to get away wrapping a firm hand around your thigh and holding you down in place. His hand moves from your thigh and presses down on your belly making his movements quicker as he goes back to fingering your soaking pussy. His movements were precise, "I want you to get messy, pretty girl" he hums adding his thumb into the mix, increasing the pressure on your poor clit.

Before you could even process what he said, an unfamiliar heat ripped through your core, and your ears were met with an unfamiliar moan leaving your throat. His fingers continue to bully against that spot inside of you, muscles spasming with each movement.

"That's it," He drags out with a smirk "Good fucking girl." you feel the wetness of your orgasm pooling against your skin and see it glistening against Renjun's forearm, but he doesn't seem to mind- at least until you're sobbing at the overstimulation.

"Fuck, Renjun!" you moan trying to close your thighs but he's already faced his body between them, meeting your lips with a sloppy kiss. It's rough and rushed as he tries to kick his pants down his legs- to release his cock from the god-forsaken confines of his boxers. There's no preamble, just the pressure of the mushroomed head of his cock pressing into your overstimulated cunt.

"Fuck, perfect fucking pussy," He moans pressing wonton kisses against your chest as he tries to draw his cock out of you "Just for me though, right?" He questions snapping his hips against the backs of your thighs "Yes! Just for you Jun!" you moan clawing at his back.

His movements slow before he has you flipped over to your stomach. One hand holding your hips steady the other. wrapping in your messy hair to arch your back to meet your mouth with sloppy kisses. His movements are relentless, heavy balls slapping against your clit- teeth digging into the skin of your shoulder.

If the two of you weren't so wrapped up in the feeling of each other you may have noticed that the sounds from upstairs had stopped. Your neighbors, for once in the time you've been living in this apartment stopped having loud sex. The 'dominance' aspect of having loud sex to go against your neighbors was something you wouldn't have realized beforehand.

"Jesus Christ, what a good fucking girl!" Renjun's hand reaches down to toy with your clit. Your breath hitches as your core tightens around Renjun's cock as his hand tightens around your neck. He's all but growling into your ear as he ruts against your ass, reaching for his high.

"Jun!" You cry clawing for his arms "Come inside, please!" you're babbling dumbly about how good his cock feels inside of you. His tip is dragging deliciously against the sensitive parts inside of you- tears running down your cheeks. Renjun lets out a deep moan as he settles deeply against your hips- releasing everything he could give you deep inside of you.

Heavy pants are leaving both of you- your head dropped against the bed and Renjun's head is against your shoulder leaving gentle kisses against your skin. You whimper as his cock drags from your abused pussy. You feel the bed shift from the loss of his weight, but you don't question it once you hear the sink tap turn on. He returns with a warm cloth to wipe your thighs clean.

"We're doing this on the regular"

"Obviously"

Now, that the new academic year has rolled around, still the two of you called on one another any time release was needed. It’s not like you were sneaking around behind your friends’ backs, they just assumed the most innocent of things from the “Pure Boy” - although you would argue he was far from that. Your meetups ranged from long nights in your apartment- to quickies in the library’s bathroom - though nobody would surpass Mark Lee live-streaming his girlfriend to his frat brothers.

Speaking of the Canadian he was currently clung to Renjun at a party being held in a frat house “Renjun, dude - you need to get laid. You’re so tense” he giggles eying the Chinese man up and down. You snort from the nearby bathroom while you hold Mark’s girlfriend’s hair out of the way as she empties her guts into the toilet. 

“Don’t need help, thanks though buddy” Renjun huffed trying to lead his frat brother to the couch to at least sit down and try to sober up some. Haechan’s curiosity was peaked when Mark mentioned someone needing to get laid so he dragged Jaemin over towards the couch with him. Something about how the house is having a dry spell, making Mark laugh “Just the 00’s line man, I’m getting pussy on the daily”

“BABE!” His girlfriend cries hugging the toilet tighter as you gently pat her back as another violent retch leaves her body. You glance over your shoulder and lock eyes with Jun’s, annoyance lacing his pretty features because the two of you were on your way out to your place so he could fuck hangout with you- just his luck to be stopped by a drunk Mark and his worse off girlfriend. 

Mark may be the oldest of the younger frat brothers but Renjun's soul begs to differ- as if he's aged 75 years since meeting them all. Mark's girlfriend finally started to get a hold of herself as you helped her stumble over to the sink to rinse her mouth out with some strategically hidden mouthwash.

"Girl, you need to get laid too. All you do is study with Renjunnie." She snorts stumbling over to the couch to flop down next to Mark "Why are Jun and I the only ones getting lectured about getting laid? If I remember correctly you guys haven't been hooking up either," You state glaring at the small group of friends.

Jeno mindlessly picks at his nails as Jaemin and Haechan shove each other with their elbows. Renjun shoots you a look, telling you to drop it. You know you should because these nosy fuckers are going to dig around in your business. 

"Honestly," Haechan sighs dramatically "I'd fuck Y/N if she'd let me." He grins at you, but completely misses the shift in Renjun's body language "Haechan," the Chinese man grumbles "What?" Haechan exclaims "I want to be the lucky bastard who gets to see the freak in the sheets!" at his own words he giggles like a madman "Well that's too fucking bad Donghyuck." Renjun snaps

"Damn Renjunnie, you sound soooooooo jealous." Haechan snorts "Like damn, but also, I want to be the guy marking her up." Your cheeks burn at his drunken confession "Haechan!" You shriek before you can comprehend that Renjun has the curly-headed goof pinned to the floor by his collar.

"If I hear one more word out of your fucking mouth about Y/N, Haechan I swear to god I will bust your teeth in,"

Haechan's eyes widen in shock, honestly, the entire room grows quiet at the change in the normally calm frat brother. They've never seen this kind of reaction to anything out of him- he's usually the level-headed one of the bunch at any given moment. So what's his deal with Haechan now? The one notoriously flirting with girls at any given chance.

"I'm the only lucky bastard that gets to see a goddamn thing."

After the incident at the frat party, you couldn't find it in yourself to address what had happened with Renjun. It had been at least three days since you last left your apartment. Your phone sat ignored on your nightstand as it endlessly dinged with each text, Snapchat, hell, Haechan had even sent you emails.

You were, however, desperate enough to hear Renjun's voice to the point that you were listening to a voicemail that he'd left like it was 1994 again.

'Sweetheart, I really am sorry about what happened at the party,' he sighs into the phone 'God, I can't believe I am saying this but what Haechan was saying made me jealous. I'm not ashamed of that.' He states you can hear the rustle of the phone against his shoulder 'I want nothing more than to show everyone that you're mine just as much as I am yours. You're more than just someone I hook up with, sweets. Fuck' he groans sighing again 'I didn't want to tell you like this Y/N, but I love you. So fucking much, more than a classmate, more than a friend. I love you, and I hope I didn't make some mistake. Just, take care of yourself, okay? I love you.'

Tears burn the backs of your eyes as you listen to his message at least, twenty more times. If you were being honest with yourself, nothing that happened at the party was a catastrophe- not crazy like live-streaming sex with your girlfriend or hooking up with an only fans creator out in public. All Renjun did was stand up and protect your dignity- at least better than you could do yourself.

You're quick to grab your keys before running down the stairs of your apartment building. When you reached the sidewalk it was pouring rain- how cliche of nature. Your legs carry you towards campus, in the direction of that oh-so-familiar frat house before a car horn stops you in your tracks.

"What the fuck are you doing in the rain!?" Renjun's voice drags your attention to the driver's side of the car "I had to come to talk to you!" he shakes his head in disbelief "It's pouring out! Why didn't you just call me?!" He chastises "That's not as romantic Junnie," You pout crossing your arms over your chest "I don't give a damn about romantic. You're going to get sick. Get your ass in the car!" He all but demands dragging you to his car.

The car is warm but quiet as Renjun maneuvers his car through the storm and safely into a staff parking lot close to the NCT house. "Junnie, we could've gone to the frat house." You chuckle "You wanted to talk, so this is where we're going to do it. You know everyone at that house is a nosy fucker." He grumbles sliding his seat back so he can turn to look at you.

"I'm sorry, that I overreacted. I'm sorry that I ditched the party and ignored you over the past couple of days. I was being a little bitch, Jun. That wasn't fair to you." You can't hold back the fountain of words that leave your lips "I'm sorry if I worried you. I guess I'm just over-sensitive to anything that has to do with my dignity."

You sigh fiddling with your fingers "Thank you, for standing up for me. Thank you for always being my rock. Thank you for being you, Junnie." You glance up at him taking in his soft expression before moving across the center console.

"I love you, Huang Renjun" Your lips are chilly as you meet his but, you don't care. Subconsciously you've always known that Renjun was more than a hookup- you cared deeply for him. His hands settle on your hips, "You, Huang Renjun are by far the most important person in my life. For that, I will always be grateful." he grins against your lips squeezing your body closer to him.

In your rush to leave your apartment you had thankfully forgotten to put on panties- leaving you bare beneath the loose running shorts covering your hips. Renjun moans burying two long fingers within the depths of your dripping heat. Your jaw goes slack as your nails dig into his shoulders, trying to ground yourself in the stretch as he works your core open.

"Fuck, I love you pretty girl" he grins nibbling at the skin between your neck and shoulder. Your hips roll as you try and get the delicious feeling of his bulge on your clit. You whine at the loss of his fingers in your core- clenching around nothing as he pulls his cock free from the confiines of his sweats.

"I want your pretty little cunt clenching around my cock until the both of us forget our own names."

He slides in without any argument from my cunt- slick allowing him to easily rut upwards against your cervix. The angle allowing him to hit deeper than any time before during any of your 'hangouts'. Renjun's hands grip your hips tightly dragging your clit against the neatly trimmed hair of his pubic bone.

Subconceously, your core clenches tightly- you can't form any sort of words babbling nonsense. You're trying to reach a peak that only Renjun has ever been able to give you. He tuts slowing you to a halt making a sharp whine leave your lips.

"You're a needy girl, Y/N" he grins tucking loose hair behind your ear "Junnie, need to cum on your cock!" the lust scrambling your senses completely obliterating your filter. He chuckles before lifting you off of his cock before slamming you down against him once more- jesus christ sex has never been so intense.

Renjun doesn't give you a chance to collect yourself before continuing his intense movements- certainly bruising your cervix with the head of his cock. The sound of sticky skin slapping together and heavy breathing between the two of you- no words are shared. Renjun's thumb circles your clit harshly,

The familiar tingle at the base of your spine makes you gasp- "Junnie!" you whine before the familiar break of the internal dam finally snaps within you. You squirt- clenching and unclenching around Renjun's cock as his release fills your core.

Through heavy breaths, you both finally heard the knocking on the car's window. Your body tensed causing Renjun to moan- he tucks your head down before cracking the window open.

"Yes sir?" He says casually to the campus police officer standing outside the car. The officer looks no older than the two of you- cheeks flushed because there's no way he couldn't tell what was happening behind the fogged windows of the parked sedan.

"I-" he stumbled over his words before clearing his throat "Is everything alright?" the officer tried his damndest to sound professional but he fails miserably.

"Right, yes officer everything is okay. I had an argument with the girlfriend." Renjun chuckles "You know how women get. They always need a little reminder."