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mlovesstories · 5 years ago

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You Know What You’re Doing Part 11

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AN- Here is part 11. Jensen is only sort of an ass. @spndeanbingo square: fake-dating

“No!” She shrieked. “You’re like him! You monster!” YN grabbed onto James, and he wrapped an arm around her. Jensen was taken aback by her claim.

“Good job, Superhero. This is what she used to do with Terry. I’m tired of wiping her tears away. Now if you don’t mind, I would like to walk her to the couch so she can calm down.”

Jensen nodded. James escorted her inside. Jensen took them to another living room away from the guests.

“And by the way, she uses that cloth to calm down. It was a piece of her baby blanket,” James retorted. Jensen was stunned. He knew he had overstepped greatly. James soothed YN and stroked her hair. “I love you, boogaloo.”

“You haven’t been around, Jay. I mean, not really. You’ve been in San Diego, Europe, and Australia. The doc said the blanket might be a good idea! I’m sorry! Here!” She took it out of her pocket and threw it at him. The thin piece of material fell to the floor. YN stomped on it and kicked it toward the oldest male. “Throw it away of it makes you feel better!” YN screamed at him and turned into James’ chest, sobbing.

“Dammit. I’m so sorry, sweetheart.”.

“Go away.”

James gave a nod telling Jensen he would stay with her.

“Check on you in a bit. Love you.” He exited and shut the door.

———-

“You ass,” Danneel dragged him into their bedroom. “She is having a PARTY, and you go do this shit?”

“She’s been so jumpy since he got here, so I took care of the problem!”

“No- you don’t see all of her anxious moments, because you aren’t here.”

“Don’t use that against me! We’ve lived this life for over a decade-“

“I’m stating facts, Jay. Not blaming. You just happened to see her have a few episodes. They happen more than you think. Now go in there and tell James he can stay. And tell her you messed up big time. See if she will go back to her party. Now.”

“I’m trying to protect her!” He made his hands into fists.

“You just made her anxiety levels go way up! Relax and go take care of your mess, or I swear you’ll be sleeping in the guest room tonight.”

He took a deep breath behind gritted teeth.

“Fine. But we are not done with this conversation,” he growled.

“Go.”

————-

“James,” Jensen entered the living room. “You can stay. Please go back to the party. I need to talk to her.” He noticed her tired eyes and James’ soothing expression.

“Yes, sir. I’ll see you in a minute, kiddo,” he whispered. YN slowly leaned away from him so that he could stand up. “Don’t mess with my friend,” he lowly told Jensen.

“I was wrong, and I’m sorry. I’m just trying to-“

“Protect her- I know.” With that, James walked back to the patio.

“I’m sorry.” Jensen said plainly. He took James’ place on the couch next to YN. “After a talking-to from Dee, I realized that you need your friend.”

“He’s practically my brother, Jensen.”

“I know. It was wrong of me.” He adjusted in the seat, and YN saw his arm move away from her.

“You can’t do that. Give me something and take it back.” She punched him in his bicep.

“Ow! What was that for?”

“You told me to, remember? And you sure as hell deserve it.”

“I realize that’s what I’ve been doing. That’s not fair. Thank you for telling me. I know I need to do more than apologize, but can we please go back to your party now? Everyone may have eaten all the cake!” He grinned. YN wiped her eyes.

“Okay, but you don’t get to just say you’re sorry. This whole thing was stupid. Now if you’ll excuse me, I need this.” She picked up the remnant of her blanket off the floor and folded it, fitting it into her pocket. She put Jensen’s headphones back on and left the room.

The party ended on a high note. Seeing Donna and Alan was a highlight for her.

“You are spending the night, right, Mimi?”

“Yes, ma’am. Jensen insisted, saying it would be too late when your party ended.”

“That’s right. Now everyone say goodnight. We all need to get to bed.” Jensen inserted himself into the conversation.

“You’re my son. You don’t get to boss me around, Jensen Ross,” Donna smiled. He kept a tough facade and crossed his arms.

“Jensen.” Danneel’s jaw was set.

“Goodnight, Mom.” Jensen smiled at Donna. “Stay up as late as you’d like.” With a kiss on the cheek, he followed Danneel to their room.

“Did you do what I asked you to?” Danneel asked.

“Yes. You realize you don’t get to boss me around, right?”

Danneel stared at him.

Now, can we go to bed?” Jensen pulled back the blankets on their bed with a flick of his wrist for emphasis. As he walked by her to change for bed, she held onto his arm.

“Just- listen, okay? You can’t yank her friends out of her life like that. How would you like it if your mom or dad told you not to hang out with someone who was a good influence on you? It’s a brother-sister relationship. He loves her so much, and you go out and try to destroy it. You on a high horse or something?”

“I am trying to keep her attacks away!”

“Well good job, Jay! The opposite happen-“

There was an abrupt knock on the door.

“Yeah?” Danneel sighed.

“Can I come in?” They heard Alan’s voice bellow.. The daughter-in-law slowly opened the door. The parents saw her standing with Alan at the entrance.

“What’s wrong,” Danneel asked.

YN extended her arms. Red, bloody scratches were splattered over her forearms.

“See, I told you, Jay,” Danneel groaned. “Come here, YN. Thanks for getting her up here, Alan.” Jensen’s father gave a smile and turned to go to one of the Ackles’ guest rooms. Danneel escorted YN to a chair near their bed. Jensen walked over to the girls.

“You’ve been scratching again,” Jensen acknowledged.

“Sorry,” she pulled her sleeves down, but Jensen pushed them back up. He sucked in a breath. “I’m so sorry,” YN apologize again.

“This is my fault, sweetie,” Jensen soothed her.

“Jay, go get the first aid kit and some ice,” Danneel nudged him. He nodded and stood to exit. “It’s not your fault. We haven’t been there for you.” They sat in silence until Jensen returned.

“Here, this is gonna hurt.” He wiped her arms down with an alcohol wipe.

“Ouch,” YN whispered.

“Sorry.”

Jensen cleaned out all of the wounds and wiped the small amount of blood away from her scratches. When they were done, they talked about it, she told Jensen how her anxiety had been elevated, and he was shocked at how much her worries had increased recently. Although they were not exactly sure why, YN admitted that she had been sleeping less.

“We will be there for you. I promise,” Danneel hugged her, trying not to touch the bandaids on YN’s arms.

_______

The next day, Sarah came over with a gift for YN.

“Hi, sweet girl! Here!” The caseworker handed YN a gift. “What’s that?” She noticed YN’s scraped arms.

“Nothing. Got scratched by a dog,” YN tucked her hair behind her ear.

“Did you have a panic attack?” Sara looked YN over.

“I’m fine. Dee and Jay helped me. Can I open this now?” YN changed the subject.

“Sure, come on!” Sarah energetically walked over to the Ackles’ couch and plopped herself down. YN followed behind with a gift in her hand.

“Oh, hello,” Jensen said to Sarah as he entered the room. “Thought I heard something going on around here.”

“Just stopping by for a check-in and to drop off a gift for the birthday girl!” Sarah grinned with pride.

Sarah went over YN’s progress with Danneel, Jensen and the teenager. They addressed YN’s anxiety and put in place more sessions with her psychologist.

“NO! I’M FINE! Do what you said you would do, and stop stressing me out!” YN stormed out of the room. As she exited, she ran into James’ chest while he was walking toward the kitchen.

“Hey, what’s wrong, kiddo?” He took her by the shoulders.

“Who’s this?” Sarah walked in.

“We’re not dating, we’re not fake dating, we’re not a thing. Leave it alone, Sarah!” YN ran around James and up the stairs.

“James? Is that you?’ Sarah changed from sadness to surprise.

“Yes, ma’am. Hi, Ms. Sarah.” He shook her hand. “What’s up with YN?”

“We’re just trying to help her out. She’ll be okay,” Sarah answered. “How are you?”

While they talked, Jensen slowly made his way to YN’s room.

“You don’t have to hide, you know.” Jensen said seriously in the open doorway.

“I like the doc, but I should be doing better, not worse!” YN sat on her bed.

“You have been through the shit, YN! You can’t be okay after all that. Would you like me to list the things that I know you’ve been through? I know I don’t even know half of it.”

“Oh, stop Jensen. I’m fine.” YN rolled her eyes.

“Bullshit. Okay, let’s start. Mom died, Dad arrested. You got put into foster care, guy mistreats you, more time in foster care, Dad gets released from jail, tracks you down, you get kidnapped-”

“Okay! Fine! I’m not fine.” YN started balling. Jensen walked into her room. She dropped her head into her hands.

“I’m not saying that to be mean, sweetie. I’m telling you that because you can’t be okay after all that. You’re a survivor of so many things, and you’re still fighting! There is so much beauty in that. But- you have to have help sometimes. That goes for everyone, not just you. Jared is a great example. He went through something that was really hard. He invested his time into getting better, and guess what? He is better.” As he finished, she ran into his arms, almost knocking him over. “It’s okay, YN.” Jensen rubbed her back.

————-

The next few days were difficult for YN. James and the Jensen’s parents had left, and she had more appointments with her psychologist which she did not like.

“Here,” she practically threw her blue notebook at the doctor.

“You know I admire you, but this tantrum has got to stop. Pick it up and hand it to me please,” he admonished. With a groan, she picked up the bent notebook off of his chair. “It seems we have some business to take care of. What’s up, YN?”

“Dee, Jay, and Sarah are making me come here more often, and I hate it!” YN growled.

“Why is that, do you think?” He put her notebook on a side table.

“I’ve been more anxious, and Jensen made fun of my blanket, so I went off. He tried to tell Jamie to go home after they both had invited him to stay with us for my birthday,” she rolled her eyes. “I mean, who does that? He knows me better than anyone, and Jensen goes and kicks him out!” She slumped in her designated seat.

“Okay, one thing at a time. Why have you been more anxious lately? Anything making you nervous these days?”

“No reason,” she sighed and crossed her arms.

“Mhmm. Did you write about it in here?” He waved the notebook.

“Yeah.”

“We should talk about what’s going on. I’m not ignoring your little attitude you have going on here. Would you like me to read through this and ask you questions as I go?”

“Sure, why not?” She rolled her eyes.

“Get out,” the doctor said passively.

“Huh?”

“You know my rules. We’re cool in here. I treat you with respect. You treat me with the same. Or you can calm down in the waiting room, and it will take longer. Up to you.”

“Fine, sorry,” she sighed again.

He opened her notebook, starting at the day after their last appointment.

“You said that Danneel stands up for you. That's good. Why does she need to stand up for you?”

“Jensen’s an ass.”

“You know, your word choices have changed. You’re more angry.”

“Keep reading, it only gets more fun,” YN dryly laughed.

“Jensen made fun of the blanket piece you carry with you at my request. Did you tell him I suggested it?”

“Yeah, but we were…”

“Yes…?”

“Screaming at each other. He knows how to bug me! You want to know what really happened? At my birthday party, he decided to be a baby and freak out because I had one tiny little issue. Then, he told Jamie to leave after JENSEN INVITED HIM to stay with us for a few days! I started scratching again! See?” She rolled her sleeves up.

The doctor sighed.

“Screaming is-“ he started.

“Not redeeming. I know.”

“I gave that saying to you for a reason. Say it again.”

“Doc…” she whined.

“Try that again.”

“Screaming is not redeeming,” she growled.

“And what does that mean?” He raised a brow, knowing her response.

“Yelling doesn’t help. Calm talking is the only way to work through something,” YN huffed.

“Exactly. Next time, take a breath. You’re so used to people not really caring what you think. Now Jensen interacts and cares for you, so it takes practice.”

“Okay.” She pulled her sleeves down.

“What? I can see that we aren’t done for today.”

“Just keep reading,” YN said plainly.

She told the doctor about how James came to visit, and Jensen tried to make him leave.

“Jensen and I fought. It was so unfair! He can’t do that after inviting him!”

“I can understand. So why have you been having more trouble?”

“I don’t know…”

“It’s late June, and about a month ago, you said you would hate it when Jensen went back to work. It’s almost that time, isn’t it?” He inquired.

“No.”

“Why are you fighting me in this? Just tell me.”

“It’s a love/hate relationship, I guess.”

“I have a feeling it has to do with him coming home for his summer break and then going away again. He isn’t deserting you, you know.”

“How in the hell do you know that?” YN stood up and stomped around the room. “Everyone else does!”

“Sit!” The doctor grew frustrated. She saw the confusion on his face. He had never been so abrupt with her, but she had never been so defiant either. YN took a deep breath and walked back to her spot on the couch and put s pillow on her lap.

“You have lived with them for about a year, and Sarah has no plans to move you. You’re doing great with this family. I can see how you would feel nervous, though. You know he isn’t truly leaving you, right?”

“Yeah,” YN sighed. “I know.”

“Why don’t you and Jensen go do something fun before he leaves. Pick something you both like to do, and enjoy it. Remember to communicate. Tell him what you like to do, and he can do the same.”

“Like what?”

“I don’t know, bowling, going to the movies, a sporting event.”

“Hmm. Okay.”

————-

“Jensen?” YN walked into Jensen’s office. He looked up from his computer, mouthing lines to himself.

“What’s up, loser?” He laughed.

“Whatever, jackass,” she grinned.

“How can I help you this fine day?” Jensen snickered.

“You wanna play catch? Like, before you go back to Vancouver?”

He tilted his head in confusion, but he told himself to go with it.

“Sure, that sounds fun, but-“ he realized what she was asking him. “You don’t like baseball.”

“Yes, I do. He just made think it was bad. I’m safe, and I trust you,” she offered her foster dad a weak smile.

“Oh, okay. Yeah. Let’s do it. How about tomorrow morning when it’s cool?”

“Perfect!” She ran into his arms while he was still in his office chair. “Thank you!”

“Unnf.” Jensen’s chest absorbed her. “You’re welcome, Princess.”

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fanficsofmine · 7 years ago

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Tonight - Junmyeon Smut

We had been lacking in some Junmyeon smut lately, so enjoy! -T

“I’ll be right back,” I laughed as my friends’ shouts of protest followed me. We had all come out to watch a cover band at a bar called The Tin Roof here in San Diego. I had decided that I desperately needed some fresh air from dancing, drinking, and singing along with 90′s cover songs.

We had flowing into California for an EXO concert. It was not until tomorrow, but we had decided to make a girls’ trip out of the ordeal. We had been at the beach for the past two days, hitting various California tourist towns before we had to be back in LA tomorrow for the actual day of the show.

I stumbled out onto the patio of the par. It was, surprisingly, drastically quieter with the door shut. I leaned against the railing to steady myself. One too many rounds of tequila shots flowed through my veins.

“Are you alright,” a voice from beside me appeared. I jumped slightly. I had not even taken notice that somebody else was outside with me.

“Oh! You scared me!” I giggled and turned to see the source of the voice. My heart jumped into my throat when my drunken, blurred vision focused on Kim Junmyeon standing next to me.

He smiled his gorgeous smile.

“I didn’t mean to frighten you. I just noticed you as you came outside.” His English had improved greatly since their last show here. It was easy to tell that he had been working on it enough to be practically fluent.

“No! You are totally okay. I’m sorry for stumbling into your space,” nerves shook my voice. I wanted to maintain my composure, and the alcohol was fighting against me to do so. It was making me want to embarrass the hell out of myself.

He smiled again, “if i’m going ot come out to a bar, I can’t expect to keep the whole place to myself, can I?”

I chuckled and shook my head, which proved to be a mistake. The world around me took the tiny motion and spun it like a hula hoop. I grasped at the railing again, and then felt Junmyeon’s hands land on my waist.

“Here. Sit down. I’ll go get you water.”

Before I could resond, he had me on one of the metal chairs and was gone.

I paced my breathing. I did not expect him to actually return. Why would he take care of a drunk girl at a bar? I was not his problem. I rested my elbows on my knees and my forehead on my palms. I stared at the concrete. Focusing on one spot helped the spinning to cease. I took deep breaths in through my nose and out through my mouth.

I was surprised to see a pair of sneakers invade my eyes’ anchor on the ground. I slowly raised my head, making sure not to move too quickly.

Junmyeon was standing in front of me with a plastic cup of water from the bar. He handed it to me before moving the nearest chair closer to me.

I blushed and thanked him. I took a long sip to help me regain my composure.

I was in awe. He was as kind as he had always presented himself. A look of genuine concern furrowed his brow. His hands were folded in his lap. I took the moment of silence to fully take him in. He was painfully handsome. The kind of handsome that you could stare at for hours and hope that he did not find it creepy. His hair was pushed back in my favorite way. It suited him well. He was in a simple outfit of jeans and a t-shirt with a flannel over it. His eyes were gentle as they scanned my features as well.

"Are you alright,“ he asked, cocking his head to one side.

“I really do feel a lot better,” I assured him, “I think that it all hit me at once. But I’m okay.” He seemed to accept that answer and leaned back in his chair, a bit more at ease.

"I’m so sorry, I’ve been rude. My name is (Y/N).“ I stuck my hand out and he shook it.

"And I’m Suho.“

It happened suddenly. The absolute fangirl in me slid past the dam, riding on a wave of liquor.

"I thought you preferred being called Junmyeon? Didn’t I read that once?” Immediately my hand covered my face. A confused look crossed his face.

"You know who I am?“ There was no point in hiding it anymore. My cover had been blown. I didn’t even bother with words, but just nodded my head. I anticipated that he would leave me be, at risk of me being some sort of sasaeng. Instead, he just let the corner of his mouth twitch up.

“I do prefer Junmyeon. Most people find it easier to just call me Suho."

"I want to call you what you want to be called.” That caught him off guard more than me recognizing him seemed to.

"Well, thank you.“ He leaned forward on his elbows and put his upper body closer to me. His body language was screaming at me, even if he was staying collected. My heart began to race.

"So, what has you sitting outside at a bar in San Diego?” I did not want the conversation to turn awkward. I did not want him to decide to leave suddenly.

"Some of the other guys wanted to go out,“ he pointed through the glass door, and I noticed Sehun and Chanyeol watching the band from the back of the room, "but, when you’re the leader, even outside of the stage or events, you get stuck being the responsible one. Especially when you really don’t drink all that much.

"I’m much more sober than they are. It’s a little bit frustrating."

I felt slightly disappointed in myself for being as drunk as I was.

"Well, I’m sorry you ended up taking care of a total stranger when you already had to take care of your friends…” but he cut me off.

"Believe me, I would much rather take care of you. You’re better to look at than they are.“ He winked at me, and my face flushed again.

"Your English is really good,” I quickly changed the subject. I was attempting to not slur my words or stutter.

"I love California. I wanted to learn it so I could stay out here more.“

"Well, color me impressed,” I grinned. I could feel myself sobering up a bit. The cool air and the water I was drinking provided for bit of a clear head. I did, however, still feel a bit daring from my drinks.

"Do you wanna do something a bit un-leader like?“ He squinted his eyes in a teasing, suspicious manner.

"Are you going to kidnap me,” he joked. I laughed out loud and responded, “maybe. Let’s go get breakfast. What do you say? We’ll text our friends that we are okay, but let’s escape for a bit."

"It’s 1:30 in the morning!” He seemed confused by my suggestion.

"You’ve never had pancakes in the middle of the night?! Surely that’s not just an American thing.“

He bit his lower lip nervously. I watched him grow cautious as he looked back inside at his friends. I caught glimpses of my friends as well. I knew that they would kill me for this, but I was not going to let this opportunity pass.

"Okay. Let’s go!” He suddenly jumped up and reached his hand out to me. I laughed as he took my hand and we bolted out of the gate that was on the patio. We ran a few blocks up and I requested an Uber. As we waited, we both took the time to Text our respective parties.

"Here. Because they’ll never believe me if I tell them who I’m with. I don’t want them sending a search party.“ I turned my phone and opened Snapchat on selfie mode. Junmyeon surprised me by pulling me close to him. His arm rested on my hips as he took the phone from me, his arms longer and able to get a better angle.

I was hyper aware of Junmyeons palm resting on the exposed skin where my shirt had slightly raised up. I felt his fingers tighten slightly on the top of my jeans as he turned me to rest against him.

We took several selfies, sending each one to my friends, repeating the action with his phone to Chanyeol and Sehun. My phone immediately started to explode with text messages and phone calls.

Junmyeon laughed as he showed me his screen. He translated it from the Korean it was in.

Receive Text Message: We can’t even be mad at you for bailing on us , Junmyeon hyung. She’s beautiful! We’ll see you back at the hotel.

Our uber arrived and we slid into the backseat. We made small talk with our diver as he escorted us to the nearest IHOP.

While our driver was elaborating on a story of his craziest pick up, I felt a graze across the top of my hand that was resting on the seat. I glanced down to see Junmyeon’s hand tracing shapes into mine. He was not looking at me, but almost doing it absentmindedly. He began telling our driver stories of Korea and other places that he has travelled. My heart was skipping beats erratically.

Finally, he glanced at me, as though to make sure that he had my approval. When I simply smiled back, he took the invitation and laced his fingers through mine. My mind was traveling in hundreds of different directions. I was not sure that this was my real life. Had I fallen asleep at the hotel? Was I going to wake up disappointed?

The pressure of Junmyeon squeezing my fingers with his brought me back to the reality of my situation. I was sitting in the back seat of a car with Kim Junmyeon. He was holding my hand. And he was smiling his stunning smile straight at me.

I made a mental note to be sure to thank the universe for aligning properly for this later.

We arrived at IHOP and thanked our driver. We went inside and had a fantastic time. We laughed and conversed as though we had known each other for years. I was comfortable with Junmyeon. It was a nice feeling.

When we caught another ride back to my rental car, we held hands again. You would have thought that we had been together for years.

My friends had gotten a ride back to the hotel, so I offered to drive Junmyeon back to his since I had sobered up substantially. He thanked me and opened my driver side door for me. The ride was fun. He asked who would pop up on my Spotify, making notes in his phone each time that he heard a particular artist or band that he liked.

We got to his hotel, and he asked me to park the car around the back instead of just dropping him off at the entrance. Word had gotten around that EXO were staying here, so he wanted to slide in through one of the back doors. There were groups of girls hovered around the front doors, and he wanted to avoid them if possible.

I parked near the back of the lot. I avoided any streetlights that illuminated certain spots. I took the key out of the ignition and allowed our vehicle to disappear into darkness.

It was nearing 4 am. I knew that he needed to sleep. I did not want to be the cause of Junmyeon being tired during his show the next day. However, I also did not want to miss any opportunity to spend another minute with him.

"Thanks for kidnapping me,” he said with a smirk. I chuckled and turned to him.

“Any time that you need kidnapping, you let me know. I’d be happy to hold you hostage for a while again.” There was a brief pause between us. Our eyes held onto each other. I held my breath, dreading the action of him reaching for the car door handle.

Instead, his hands flew forward and tangled into my hair. His lips aggressively slammed into mine. There was a hunger behind his kiss. A desire that I had never felt behind a kiss before. His tongue slid past my parted lips and we spent the next several minutes unwilling to break apart.

Finally, he pulled away. His thumb traced along my bottom lip. I wasn’t sure what took over me, but I was unable to resist lightly nibbling on it between my teeth. Junmyeon moaned slightly at this, and leaned forward to kiss me again.

"We all have our own rooms, you know,“ he whispered against my lips.

"Then why the fuck are we doing this in a rental car,” I quipped back.

This time, him reaching for the door was not a cause for concern, but a source of excitement. He circled around the hood of the car and opened my door for me. With a different sense of urgency than when he dragged me away from the bar, he guided me into the hotel.

We got to the elevator and, the second that the doors shut, I was slammed against the wall. He hiked my leg up around his waist, and I felt his cock growing hard against my clothed core. I groaned against his kiss, desire causing me to grow more wet each passing moment.

His lips traveled along my cheek and to my jawline. His teeth bit at my neck. I felt the skin underneath start to bruise as he sucked and nibbled to mark his territory. His hands slid underneath my shirt. He pawed at my breasts and his lips continued to travel across my throat.

"You’re so fucking sexy,“ he whispered, "I wanted to touch you the moment that my eyes landed on you at the bar.” A ding filled my ears as the elevator arrived on Junmyeon’s floor. Instead of letting me walk this time, Junmyeon lifted me up. I wrapped my legs around his waist and he carried me down the hallway. Thankful that it was the middle of the night, I was able to feel no embarrassment at how much PDA we were showing.

Skillfully, he slid his room key out of his pocket and unlocked the door, all while holding me up as though I was a feather. He opened the door, and then used my back to shut it. I was leaned down, kissing him as though I was never going to be able to kiss another person again.

Holding me against the door, his hand slid up my shirt. He tugged at the top of my bra.

“I can’t wait to get you out of these clothes,” he whispered as he spun me around and laid me down on the bed. He undid my jeans and slid them off of my legs. I helped him out by removing my shirt as he undressed himself.

Junmyeon was an exquisite site. His body was still cut with stunning abs. His hair was disheveled, giving him a sexy aura. We sat, unmoving, for just a moment. We stared at each other.

I began to feel self conscious, and wrapped my hands around my body. Before I was unable to even fully cover myself, though, Junmyeon’s hands had mine pinned down to the bed.

"Don’t do it, baby girl. Don’t you dare take away the beautiful sight before me.”

His lips found my neck again. He began kissing down my figure. He pulled the straps down on my bra, and then the cups, exposing my breasts. A moan of satisfaction at the sight of them escaped his lips before he attached them to one. The other nipple being rolled through his thumb and forefinger.

“Oh, Junmyeon,” I seductively whispered, “that feels so good.”

His mouth popped off of my nipple and a devilish smile crossed his face.

“You said that you wanted to call me whatever I wanted to be called right?”

Before I could properly respond, he told me, “well, what if I want you to call me, ‘daddy?’”

“Like I said, I’ll call you whatever you want me to call you, Daddy.”

The words falling out of my mouth had an effect on both of us. I could tell it fueled him as much as it was feeding my desire as well.

A low growl left him as he traveled all of the way down my body. He slid my panties off; immediately attaching his mouth to my core. My back arched at his sudden assault. My body was shaking from the immense amount of pleasure coursing through it. I grabbed a fistful of his hair and pulled him further onto me.

“Fuck, Junmyeon. That feels fucking incredible.” I was so lost in enjoying myself, that I had not noticed that I had failed to call him by his requested name.

As quickly as he started, he removed his mouth from me.

“What did you call me, princess?” A stern look furrowed his brow.

I immediately apologized, “I’m so sorry Daddy. Please keep making me feel good? Please!”

He smirked.

"I do like hearing you beg for me. But I’m going to have to spank you for not obeying my request.”

His words alone were enough to cause my wetness to increase. I licked my lips as he positioned himself on the edge of the bed. He curled a finger at me, and I whimpered slightly as I crawled over to him. I placed myself over his lap. His hand rubbed a spot on my ass before he slapped it, hard.

I bit my lip to resist the urge to moan out. Spanking was one of my favorite things. But I was being punished. I couldn’t let on that I was enjoying myself, or he may stop.

A few swats later, Junmyeon surprised me by sliding a finger inside of me instead of placing a slap on my bottom.

“You’re practically dripping for me. What a naughty girl you are, kitten. Who knew that you liked Daddy’s punishment so much?”

He grabbed me by the hair and adjusted me so my face was level with his.

“Hands and knees. Now.”

“Yes, Daddy.”

I bent over and rested on my elbows with my ass in the air. Junmyeon ran his hand down my arched back and back up to my butt.

“You are so damn sexy,” he told me before sliding into me. I cried out slightly and let myself adjust to his length fully.

“Oh my god. You feel so good inside of me, Daddy.” He took that as his cue to start thrusting into me. His finger tips dug into my hips as he fucked into me aggressively. There was no mercy or hesitation behind his motions. His thrusts were intense and I was coming undone quickly.

“Daddy… I’m not… I’m not going to…”

“Cum. Cum right now, baby girl.” His thrusts began to waver from their rhythm. I knew that he was going to release at the same time as me. Knowing that I made him feel that good sent me over the edge. I tightened around him and a heat knotted and immediately unraveled in my stomach. I came hard, screaming “Daddy” out over and over.

He pushed into me a few more times as we rode out our highs. I collapsed on the bed once he pulled out, exhausted. I saw the alarm clock that the hotel room provided and saw that it was almost five in the morning.

“What time do you have to be anywhere tomorrow?”

“Don’t worry about that, babe. I just want to hold you. I don’t get to do this. I want to just enjoy somebody’s company. Please?”

I snuggled into his chest, no longer concerned about anything but being there with Kim Junmyeon.

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World Series Champ Aubrey Huff Tells Us Why He’s Selling His Beach House

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Two-time World Series champion Aubrey Huff has placed his home in Solana Beach, CA, on the market for $2,275,000.

The 42-year-old former slugger bought the newly built beach house in May of last year for $2.1 million.

Now, the home is back on the market after Huff and his ex-wife decided to move their family up the coast.

“My ex-wife and I share custody of our children, and we both want a fresh start after our divorce,” Huff says. “A change of scenery to Newport is what we all want as a family.”

Even so, the scenery is quite spectacular in the home Huff is leaving behind. Located in a seaside community about 30 minutes from downtown San Diego, the sleek home is just blocks from the beach.

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The property comes with a sun deck, roof deck with fire pit, and outdoor dining space.

The 2,684-square-foot home has three bedrooms, 3.5 baths, and wood floors throughout. The sun-saturated living and dining space on the second floor opens to a balcony. Done up in a palette of light gray and white, the high-end kitchen is filled with Thermador appliances, marble counters, and a large island with bar seating.

The lower level features a bonus space with a folding glass door that opens to the backyard. Set up as a media room with a flat-screen TV, the walls are decorated with some of Huff’s sports memorabilia and some guitars from his personal collection.

While the baseball memorabilia aren’t included in the sale, Huff says, “If the buyer pays full list price, he can have a guitar of his choosing.” Score!

The third floor holds the master suite, which is Huff’s favorite feature.

“It’s like having your own five-star hotel suite in your home, fully equipped with an outdoor deck,” he says. Two en suite bedrooms are on the lower level, and there’s a garage with a designated driveway.

The location of the home is also a selling point. A new owner will be able to “walk to the horse track, beach, and local bars and restaurants,” says Huff.

This isn’t the first time Huff has taken a big swing at selling real estate. In 2017, he relisted his Mediterranean-style mansion in San Diego for $4.4 million. It sold for $3,925,000 in 2018. The 8,144-square-foot abode had eight bedrooms and a lagoon-entry pool.

A fan favorite of the San Francisco Giants, Huff infamously wore a bright red “rally thong” in 2010 as a lucky charm. It worked: The Giants won the World Series that year, and in 2012. The Texas native played for a number of teams over his 13-year MLB career and swatted 242 home runs.

Huff retired in 2014, and joined the Pac-12 network as a baseball analyst.

Douglas Elliman’s Destiny Davis of the Eklund | Gomes team in L.A. and Janeane Mason of Douglas Elliman hold the listing.

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Build-Outs Of Summer: Barefoot Coffee Roasters In Solana Beach, CA

It doesn’t get much more summery than a beach in Southern California, so it stands to reason that it doesn’t get much more Build-Outs of Summery than a cafe being built less than a quarter mile from a beach in Southern California. And that’s exactly what Barefoot Coffee Roasters is doing in Solana Beach.

Their new 1,300-square-foot cafe in the Cedros Design district will be Barefoot’s second retail location, with a third to follow shortly in Mountain View. Their Solana Beach location is still in mid-throes of the build-out process, but Barefoot is nonetheless shooting for an August open. That leaves more than enough time to quench your summer thirst with an oceanside coffee. To say that the living is easy at the new Barefoot Coffee Roasters would be a massive understatement.

The 2019 Build-Outs of Summer is presented by Pacific Barista Series, notNeutral, KeepCup, and Mill City Roasters.

As told to Sprudge by Jon Dolin.

For those who aren’t familiar, will you tell us about your company?

Barefoot Coffee Roasters launched as a cafe and roaster in 2003. One of the pioneers of direct trade sourcing, we have developed relationships with top farms and importers to source high quality, sustainable beans which we roast in small batches. We have won numerous awards including: Top 4 Boutique Roaster (Food & Wine Magazine), Best Of Cold Brew (Imbibe Magazine, Brit.Co, Huff Post), Best Of Coffee House Barefoot Campbell (Metro Silicon Valley, South Bay Accent). While primarily focused on providing coffees to specialty markets, offices, cafes, and universities to date, by early 2020 we will have three cafes: our existing cafe in Campbell, Solana Beach, and Barefoot Coffee Mountain View currently under development.

Can you tell us a bit about the new space?

Barefoot Solana Beach is in the Cedros Design district, a top five retail street in Southern California populated with galleries, furniture stores, tap rooms, and the incredibly popular Belly Up music venue. Just two blocks from the beach, our 1,300-square-foot cafe will be accented with warm, reclaimed wood walls and countertops. Bi-fold doors lead to a 540-square-foot patio, which will feature umbrella seating and a fire table. Offerings will include hand-crafted coffees, Barefoot’s specialty creations such as the Mocha Borgia with orange and dark chocolate, cold brew (nitro and bottles), organic heirloom teas, craft ice cream, and an expanded food menu beyond the pastries and toast currently served at our Campbell location. In addition we are applying for a beer/wine license.

What’s your approach to coffee?

Our trademarked saying is “Serious Coffee | Happy People.” We take coffee very seriously: source from conscientious producers, meticulously roast in small batches, cup daily, and hand craft each drink to order. Yet we want our customers to be happy, which means offering a range of roast and flavor profiles, creating delicious specialty drinks and offering friendly, unpretentious interactions with our customers.

Any machines, coffees, special equipment lined up?

EQUIPMENT: Slayer Steam; Mahlkönig EK43, PEAK, and E65S; Bonavita Pour-Over; Curtis G4 Brewer. COFFEES: a range of small farm single origins and more accessible blends. Pending our license: local craft beer on tap and in bottles.

How is your project considering sustainability?

We seek coffees from farms that promote sustainability from renewable energy (Hacienda Sonora Honey – Costa Rica) to composting and investing in health care (Guji – Ethiopia). Our cafe will feature reclaimed wood in various areas including the service counters and some of the walls. We are working with an LEED certified architect. We promote organic where feasible, including some of our beans, teas, craft chocolate bars, ingredients in baked goods. In addition, many of our vendors will be local to San Diego or within the state of California.

What’s your hopeful target opening date/month?

August 2019

Thank you!

Thank YOU for considering us!

Barefoot Coffee Roasters is located at 439 S. Cedros Ave, # 204, Solana Beach. Visit their official website and follow them on Facebook, Twitter, and Instagram.

The Build-Outs Of Summer is an annual series on Sprudge. Live the thrill of the build all summer long in our Build-Outs feature hub.

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Build-Outs Of Summer: Barefoot Coffee Roasters In Solana Beach, CA

The 2019 Build-Outs of Summer is presented by Pacific Barista Series, notNeutral, KeepCup, and Mill City Roasters.

As told to Sprudge by Jon Dolin.

For those who aren’t familiar, will you tell us about your company?

Can you tell us a bit about the new space?

What’s your approach to coffee?

Any machines, coffees, special equipment lined up?

How is your project considering sustainability?

What’s your hopeful target opening date/month?

August 2019

Thank you!

Thank YOU for considering us!

Barefoot Coffee Roasters is located at 439 S. Cedros Ave, # 204, Solana Beach. Visit their official website and follow them on Facebook, Twitter, and Instagram.

The Build-Outs Of Summer is an annual series on Sprudge. Live the thrill of the build all summer long in our Build-Outs feature hub.

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