#hyunggu smut

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Sub!Hyunggu(PTG) x Dom!Male

Word count: 555

Warnings: NSFW (minors dni), pwp, and they were roommates, rough sex, mentions of fingering, knife play, blood play, spanking, mentions of anal penetration, denial, torture, idk if i forgot smth, ok bye. but did i forget something?

I'm late lol. Gonna publish double post this week. Also, there is not enough Pentagon content out there istg.

This smut belongs to one of my unpublished book, edited to fit Hyunggu.

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Kinktober 2024 - Week 3: Knife Play/Blood

"He wanted to be pushed past his limits, taste death on his tongue and fear his lover. He enjoyed feeling the adrenaline through his veins every time blood spilled out of the trail the knife left. He wanted to take anything they might give him, to be broken and then be brought back in pieces just to shatter and play all over again, as if he didn't have a life of his own."

Hyunggu winced and pulled back his hands when he felt the familiar cold metal touch piercing his back at a torturing pace, gasping. He couldn't move his hands more than a few inches due to them being tied up to the bedposts. 

He leisurely remembered the events that took him to this place; playing truth or dare with his roommate, a dare request going too far, and his roommate asking him to undress, fingering him for a few rounds from behind while standing up until Hyunggu's knees wavered and couldn't keep him on his feet anymore and his roommate had to grip tightly his waist. It didn't take long for him to get tired of his squirming and place him over the bed face-first, tying his hands above his head on each bedpost to proceed with the torture. His roommate was not really worried about Hyunggu's drowsy state, since he acted as if he could take anything before they began. And Hyunggu hadn’t said his safe word yet. 

"Do you wanna give up yet?" His roommate suggested leaning over Hyunggu to look at him, even though his dark bangs were covering most of his eyes. Hyunggu didn't answer, closing his eyes again when he was aware there was no knife on him anymore, whimpering almost quietly. His cock was burning in need, leaking so much pre-cum he had a wet patch right underneath him on the bed. His roommate smiled, straightening his posture and gazing at Hyunggu's blood-tinted back and red ass, proof of all the spanking he had done to him, "Are you really that proud?"

Hyunggu forced himself to react and shake his head in between pants, signaling he actually didn’t want to give up yet. His pride wouldn’t let him. And his roommate chuckled. 

"You’re crazy…," His roommate mumbled, dropping the knife on the bed to slowly rub his bruised sides. Hyunggu hid his face in the pillow and felt his roommate’s hands lowered to squeeze his asscheeks. Hyunggu moaned and fisted his hands, whining something too low to hear, "What was that? You have to speak louder if you want me to hear you," His roommate mocked, spanking him one more time, earning a gasp from Hyunggu.

"Please," Hyunggu mewled louder this time, head turning to lay on his cheek to speak easier, panting heavily, eyes teary, "I need you inside…," Hyunggu was able to say in between his pants, making his roommate stop in his tracks.

"Really?" He turned around to look at Hyunggu's messy state, surprised. That wasn’t part of the dare, and he was shocked Hyunggu was that needy. Hyunggu nodded quickly, "How much?"

"Please, fuck me hard,” he tried to control his breathing, “I need to come…," He whined, eyes closed tight to try to lessen his embarrassment. It didn’t help, but he felt his hole gaping in need of something bigger, desperate to come after being denied for so long. 

"If that’s what you want…” His roommate answered, watching his body shivering, sticky, and wet with fluids, and yet he hadn’t finished even once, “You better not come at me tomorrow,” he smiled and climbed behind him, unbuckling his pants. He heard Hyunggu sigh in relief at his movements and decided to destroy his hopes for a little longer. “But you’re still not allowed to come…”

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Pairing:  Kino/ Kang Hyunggu x Afab! Reader

Genre: Smut, Fluff, Established Relationship Au

Summary: Hyunggu just wants to be the most loving boyfriend and take all your stress away. You’ll let him take care of you, won’t you?

Warnings: Stress, crying, slight dom/sub dynamics if you squint, oral (reader receiving), praise, dirty talk, overstimulation, unprotected sex (be safe). 

Word Count: 2171

Hyunggu didn’t expect everything to be perfect when he got home everyday, but coming home to see your face tear stricken and distressed shattered his heart in a way he wished he had never had to feel. He’s quick to close the gap between you both, cradling you to his chest and cooing softly as he feels tears of his own start to fall, ever sensitive to those around him.

“Shh love it’s alright, I’m here now. It’ll be okay, I promise you. I’ll do whatever I need to to make it better, just tell me whatever it is you need.” He speaks to you, cupping your cheeks in his hands as he wipes the tears away so delicately as if you were made of glass. Watching as your sniffles calm just slightly.

“It’s stupid though.” You mumble, pouting a little.

“Nothing you ever share with me will be stupid love, please just tell me… unless you’re uncomfortable.” Hyunggu notices how you shake your head in response to being uncomfortable about it and hums before continuing, “Then why don’t you take a moment to breathe and then you can tell me okay?”

You nod as you take a shaky breath before finally telling him, “I’m so tired. My brain has just been working nonstop and I just don’t want to think anymore. Want you to do something to take the stress away, please Hyunggu. I just… don’t want to have to think anymore.”

He kisses your forehead with a soft hum, “You’ve been working so, so hard my love, and I’m so proud of all you’ve done and continue to do. I really do want to take your thoughts and worries away, but if I fuck you dumb right now then you’ll just want to sleep and that’s ignoring some of your needs.” When you whine he chuckles, but then continues, “So how about this? I draw you a bath while you finish calming down, since your muscles need to relax after sitting most of the day studying. I’ll order your favorite and when you get out we’ll eat, then once I make sure your muscles have actually recovered I’ll take away every last thought in that pretty little head of yours, one-by-one if I have to. How does that sound?” 

“Perfect.” You sigh out, melting into his arms for a moment before he’s kissing the top of your head again and pulling away to go prepare a bath for you. 

When he returns it’s to take your hand and guide you to the bathroom, carefully helping you strip and putting your hair out of the way, he’d help you wash that later but that wasn’t the point of this right now. Giving you the physical support you need to step into the bath, looking at it slightly surprised for a moment, before Hyunggu chuckles and encourages you to actually slip into it.

“You spoil me too much Hyunggu.” You let out a breath of relief when feeling the warm water surrounding you, hands swirling it slightly before you as you take in what Hyunggu did to it. Milk and lavender surround you as you collect some of the flowers in your hand for a moment before returning them to the tub.

“Hush, don’t think about that right now. Just relax for now, this will help you feel much better.” He assures, kissing your temple, “Let yourself relax fully and take your time, I’ll go order the food now. It’ll be ready whenever you are.” 

You close your eyes and lead your head back to rest, finally letting your body settle for the first time that day and you were sure the warmth fully surrounding you helped with that. Hyunggu pops in occasionally to check on you as well as to bring you a glass of wine. Then when the water cools enough that you’re ready to get out he is there to give you a hand and dry you off with a fluffy towel before slipping a robe onto you.  He doesn’t say much as he guides you, content to let your brain rest and just allow you to fully recharge for the night without the burden of conversation when it isn't necessary.  A warm meal is definitely what you need to feel much more alive, especially with the added benefit of it being your favorite and curbing your craving for it. Hyunggu cleared the table for you both and ushering you away from the kitchen before you could even catch a glimpse of the dirty dishes.

“That’s not for your pretty little head to worry about, just let me take care of everything tonight.” He places a soft kiss to your neck before leading you back to the bedroom and slipping the robe back off, making you anticipate what was to come.

“Gonna fuck me dumb now?” You ask him short of breath and he chuckles against your neck.

“Patience, love, all in good time. First I wanna work out any knots in your muscles. That way I don’t hurt you when I do fuck that pretty little head empty.” He smirks at you before leading you to lay down on your stomach on the bed. Leaning over you to work out your muscles, starting with your neck and working all the way down to your feet, paying careful attention to each one, especially when it felt extra tense. Taking whatever time he needed to to do so. Paying no attention to the soft whines and whimpers leaving you even if typically he would have scolded you some for your impatience. He let it all slide tonight, knowing you had been pushed to your limits by your studies and so tonight was just about what you needed.

Once he’s done he leans up to kiss you softly for a moment before pulling back to glaze into your hooded eyes with a sense of endearment in his eyes, “Still want me to empty that pretty little head of yours, love? Or are you ready to just sleep? Tell me what you need, baby.”

“Wanna feel all of you, but I am tired.” You answer honestly and Hyunggu nods, kissing your forehead as a form of praise.

“You don’t have to do any work, love, leave that to me. If that’s what you want though I can take every little thought away for you.” Hyunggu cups your cheeks, squeezing just enough to make your lips pucker a little and pout into a kiss that he’s quick to steal.

“Please Gu, so tired of thinking. Want my head to be so empty.” You whine and he chuckles against your lips, silencing you with another kiss.

“Then that’s what you’ll get, baby. No more thoughts, no more decisions, just me making you feel good.” He assures you, already having in mind that any of his typical teasing to get you to be vocal for him didn’t matter tonight. Instead it would just be showering you in pleasure and praise. 

His hands gently pushing your thighs apart as he trails soft kisses down your form, reaching around you for a moment only to grab a pillow that he places under your hips a moment later as he lifts them for you.  Kissing along your pantyline in the next moment, despite how you’re bare for him.

“Like this way, keeps you closer to me.” Hyunggu mumbles against your skin before lowering to press a kiss to where you wanted him finally. Tongue slipping out to delicately trace all the places he knew you loved him giving his attention to as he looks down into your eyes. Your hips squirming slightly despite not being able to get away with how they’re lifted closer to his face.

“Gu please.” You’re desperate, whining has him moaning against your clit, before he’s shushing you, lips still against your sensitive clit and it having an effect on you instantly.

“Relax sweetheart, trust me. Just focus on how good every little thing feels like I know my good sweet girl can do.” He hushes you as a finger moves to circle your entrance teasingly. Hyunggu locks eyes with you again as his tongue slips out barely away from you, him letting spit drip down and onto you. His finger spreads it around before pushing into you softly, his lips slipping around your clit again. He knows how you love the way he’ll suckle on it or flick his tongue over it as he curls his finger so perfectly against that spot he knows makes you melt beneath him. Something he is by no means holding back from doing, moaning when you get particularly loud for him as if to praise you while making you feel even better. Still he knows how you like watching what he does to you so every now and then he pulls off just enough to let you watch how his mouth seems to water for you, tongue slipping out to tease over you for you to see. Hyunggu is obsessed with how heated it makes you for him. 

When you cum Hyunggu is gentle about how he rides you through it, free hand soon placed above your hips to keep you in place though as he slips a second finger inside now, never stopping his actions. In fact only speeding up once he hears your moans pick up again, fully intending to make you cum again this way again, and perhaps a third time around three of his fingers before he even strips himself to move on. Leaning in to kiss you sweet and slow to bring you back to reality and him as he works to unbutton his shirt and slip it off, soon followed by his pants. 

“You should see how pretty you look when all fucked out for me like this sweetheart. Are you feeling good love?” He asks, focus still on you alone despite how hard he is right now. 

“Feel so good Gu,  all warm and fuzzy, but still not completely dumb yet.” You mumble even though you’re not fully convinced of that, but he just chuckles and kisses you quickly again.

“That’s okay love, I’m not through with you yet. Wanna see how much my pretty girl can cum on my cock before it’s too good for me to handle any longer.” He tells you before slowly pressing in, but he stops not just to let you adjust, but to reach into the nightstand to pull out the vibrator you two keep stored there. He turns it up only about halfway, not wanting to overwhelm you, just to bring you enough pleasure to distract you from anything else possible. Not that it was a particular challenge for him anyways. Each of his thrusts aimed for the places he knew you would feel best, watching you squirm and reach for him. He leans down to capture your lips messily again, licking into your mouth as you both exchange moans. Especially when he feels you start to clench around him.

“That’s it beautiful, make my cock all messy and cum for me. Such a good girl for me you are.” He praises coaxing you through it and then once the overstimulation starts to sting a little less and feel more pleasurable he turns the vibrator up just slightly along with speeding up his thrusts. You felt too good that now he was starting to feel head empty as well, drunk on how you feel around his cock. Even so he had made you a promise and he fully intended to keep it, making you cum on his cock as many times as he could before he did. The pattern repeats once you cum again and then a third time. 

His shushing made your brows furrow, eyes cloudy with tears you didn’t realize had appeared, and he's quick to kiss away, “Just one more love and then I’ll cum for you too.” 

Hyunggu leads you through it before he turns the vibrator off and tosses it away, pulling you into his arms as he cums deep inside of you. Hands gently rubbing over your heated skin to assure you that he’s there as your brain is all hazy now. Gasping at how quick you pull him back to you when he starts moving.

“Sweetheart, I’m just gonna get something to clean you up then I’ll be back.” He tries to assure, but to no avail.

“No, stay here like this all night. Then if I wake up stressed again you can fix it.” You  mumble into a yawn and he chuckles but nods anyway, settling more comfortably in bed with you now.

“And what if I wake up stressed, hm?” Hyunggu teases and you smile a little as your eyes fall closed.

“Well then you can fix that too then.” Your words earn you a small growl and you feel him twitch inside of you knowing he would take you up on that offer. After you got some much needed rest at least.

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Lies Dipped in Rococo

-pairing: hyunggu x reader, huitaek x reader

-genre: angst, smut, rococo au, the progress of love???

-words: 7k words

-warnings: a bit of yelling,

-a/n: This one was in the works for a while. I might release a part two... if it goes well, and maybe separate endings. I just wanted to put something out there. I'm still active I swear!!! Thank you all for support!! >>Masterlist

Rococo is an art style, a lifestyle. Organically shaped and covered in gold and pastel colors. Putting an innocent tone over paintings that aren’t so innocent, for tea rooms where women gossip. The high life of the French. 

You sat in the tea room with the other ladies. You had on your best fake smile. You were the youngest out of all of them. Recently, you married the high priest. It was arranged, of course, but he was quite handsome. His name was Kang Hyunngu. Unlike your husband, you grew up in a noble lifestyle. He climbed his way to the top. 

You hummed at one of the lady’s comments. You weren’t listening to what she was saying. You were staring at the panties around the room. One caught your eye, a picture of naked figures on the sea with putti above them. 

“I see you like the painting I added to my collection.” She smiled at you. Her name was…. You could not seem to remember her first name. But her last name stuck out to you. You were still new to this group. Learning all of their names would take time.

“Ah yes, Mrs. Beaumont. What is the name of the painting?” You gained the attention of the ladies in the room. Most of them didn’t have an eye for art. You knew of some that would have their maids. 

“The Triumph of Venus by Francious Boucher.” She let out a slight smile while sipping her tea. You nodded back to her and let the conversation move elsewhere. 

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The piece stuck with you throughout the day. It could be because of the erotic nature of the painting. She had planned a day to go to the academy to look at the new pieces. You took care of most of the finances in the relationship. It was the only task that you had that wasn’t mundane.  

When you went to his office, he barely looked at you when the two of you were talking about taking over the finances. He replied with one word and pointed at the finance books. You didn’t know him too well at that time. He didn’t know you too well either. 

You picked up the books and looked back at him. He hadn’t looked up from his papers to see you out. It seemed that he did not have even a bit of interest in you. You didn’t talk to him much after you left his office that day. The two of you had never sat down and had a proper conversation. With you, he was reserved and you were the same with him. Neither of you would open up. 

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You had been home since the meeting at the Beaumonts' place. You were going over the spending for the month, what was in savings, and what were the allowances. You were in your own office, like a hermit. Most days you wouldn’t dare to come out ‘til supper. There was no reason to stroll, but now you wanted to explore art galleries. You were looking down at the finance book, how much money should be put away for artwork? How much did it cost to be a patron?

You could send a letter to some ladies, but you know how judgemental they are. You could ask your head maid to do some digging on others. You were reading about the art world, trying to get as much information as possible.

You had been alone for a while when someone entered the room. You didn’t pay it too much attention at first until a shadow had loomed over you. You looked up to meet the eyes of your husband. 

“To what do I owe the pleasure of seeing you this late in my office?” You gave him a smile reaching out your hand. He took it and placed a small kiss. It was a flirty gesture you made at him, but a large smile reciprocated it. 

“I hope you will be this public for our upcoming ball.” You raised your eyebrows at his words. Hyunggu wasn’t a social type of person. 

“A ball? Us? We barely attend others, and you want me to host?” You added a bit of a playful tone in your voice even though the matter was serious. Your fake concern was seen, but not spoken on. Although it was true, you did not attend many balls when the two of you married. People didn’t see you and Hyunngy together outside in public often. This would be a first. “I was hoping for a change. I want to present our name as something grand. I am sure you can handle hosting”

You hummed for a bit. “I can handle hosting and planning, but can you handle all the aristocrats? They can be quite annoying.” No matter how much you wanted to add to a pet name, you held yourself back. He hadn’t gone that far with you, and you wouldn’t with him.

“I can’t wait to see how you pull it together. It is in a month. That should give you enough time.” He gave you one final smile before he left the room. He didn’t prolong the conversation, but you wanted him to. The conversation was a bit longer, and you thought you had kept the mood up. So why didn’t Hyunggu talk to you for just a little while longer? He seriously drove you crazy.

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You were busy the rest of the week trying to design some theme for your home and party. You were still hung up on the artistic style of rococo and decided to go with that as a theme. It was a new and upcoming style. It would make the two of you seem more stylish than you gave off. And you had to budget the whole ball plus the gowns. To you– that was the most important part of the event. It would probably cost more than the catering and cake. 

You knew one thing for certain, you were going to be locked inside your office for the rest of the day. 

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The ball rolled around, and you were exhausted from all the planning. You had your maids help her get ready, the dress, the makeup, the hair. There was a sense of pride when you walked downstairs and saw the array of flowers and colors of pastels. Some of the paintings that you ordered have come and were displayed. 

Your husband walked up to you, “It looks amazing such as you do.” You smiled. You felt flattered. 

“Thank you.” 

You sat on a couch sipping tea while watching your husband converse with others. It was a big party with a large guest list. You thought that you were in over your head inviting people that were of a higher class than you. Especially this one noble family. Their son was best friends with the prince. You didn’t expect them to arrive, but it still was a way to get your name out there. 

Your made rushed to you whispering in your ear that they had arrived. You jolted up, the excitement was too much. You followed the maid to where. You were too stunned to speak just follow. It felt like there was no possible way that this man could be in your house right now. 

You walked up to him, still beaming with excitement. “Nice to meet you, Mr Lee. Thank you for coming to my event tonight.” When you looked up at him you could feel your heart beating faster. He had a sweet puppy-like face and was too handsome. Now you were glad he came to your event. 

“Now that I’ve met you, I can say that I’ve come for a good cause.” He reached out his hand to your own slowly bending down to kiss it without making eye contact. There was heat in your cheeks. “Why don’t you show me around your lovely home?”  There was a look in his eye, something of interest. 

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You showed him around your house, ending up in your private library on a couch. The two of you were laughing. You had to say, he got some good conversation out of you. The more you two drank, the more handsy Hui had gotten. His hands hovering above your own and his eyes rarely broke contact with your own. You sucked in a breath before you took another sip of champagne. It had already been late when Hui arrived at the party, heavens knows what time it is now. 

The two of you were still in deep conversation when your maid slipped into the room looking a bit nervous. She tapped you on the shoulder. “Erm… I just wanted to (warn) tell you that your husband has been looking for you and is headed to the library. Most of the guests have left by now.” 

You brushed it off waving your hand in the air, “It’s probably about the clean-up and what to do next.” You had a smile on your face with a pink tint on your cheeks. It was Hyunggu and he didn’t talk much to you. He only spoke business because, technically, you were part of his business image. 

“Oh dear, does that mean I have to part ways with you already? I thought we were just getting started,” Hui added as he snuck his hand under your own and laid a kiss upon it once more. He had an enamored look in his eyes now like he got a taste of what he was looking for. 

The made to you two was once again a ghost, and nothing else existed but the sound of your voices and the heat between your bodies. The only thing that would break the trance would be two hands on your shoulders. Surprised, you looked behind you to find Hyunggu. “Oh, Dear! You have to meet my new friend. He says my home is lovely and–”

“I'm sure our home is lovely, you designed it after all, but shouldn’t I be the one to talk business with the man, I am the husband.” He didn’t leave much room for you to respond, tightening his grip on your shoulders. You spoke no more. 

“Ah, we should soon. Let’s make a date where I can come over again.” Hui had a smug look that anyone could mistake for liquor. But the way that Hui made a quick glance at you, made your heart skip a beat.

“You’re right. Tonight has already gone too far. I’ll walk you to the door.” Hui stood up and you watched him. Hyunggu had finally lifted his harsh grip from your shoulders. You stood up as well, but the men were already half out of the door. Hui looked back at you and gave you a wink with a soft smile. 

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You had returned to your room undressing, bathing, dressing, and slipping into bed with a book. Hui gave you a recommendation from your library, and you promised to read it. You had walked around the library with Hui before sitting down and talking. Hui was an observer, the way he watched you talk, and the way he examined the room. While the two of you walked around the book collection, he suddenly pulled out a book and gave it to you. You smiled to yourself holding the book to your chest. There was a knock at your door that interrupted your flashback– or shall I say daydream. “Come in.” You said in a soft voice to the person on the other side of the door. 

Hyunggu opened it, only now you were able to see his eyes. Angry, almost, but for a reason that you don’t know. You only turned to him to see who walked into your room, then turned back to your book. 

Your husband bored you and to you, whatever he was going to say would not make it any better, so you went back to your book. You heard him sigh, maybe it was the stress from hosting such a huge party. You flipped the page. 

“Do you have any shame?” Hyunggu said in a slightly irritated voice. It was clear he was trying to hold himself back, but the venom slipped through the cracks. 

“What?” You said now putting your book aside. You looked directly at him. 

“You disappear for half of the night into some secluded room, and you don’t think people will talk. Especially with that man’s ties with the prince?!” There was urgency in Hyunggu’s voice. He ran his hands through his hair. He was still angry, now you looked at him, analyzing him. He hadn’t changed from his attire from the part. He looked like he had been sweaty. You were sure it had been some time since Hyunggu walked Hui out the front door. So what had he been doing since then? 

Either way, he was coming for you, almost accusing you of adultery. Sure, you didn’t like Hyunggu as a husband, but you did have some respect for the man. “So this is about image? Because if it is–”

“It’s not about image it’s about the fact that my WIFE was gone half of the night and I didn’t even have an answer as to where you were. God, I had to ask your maid for an idea. The event went well if people weren’t asking for your appearance half of the damn time.”

“You don’t like me by your side if you mind me reminding you.”

“And when I did seem to find you when everyone else was gone, you were with a man. A man? What do you think about how he thinks of me now? So oblivious that I can allow my wife to slip away? “ He didn’t even hear your statement. He was ignoring you just blabbering on and then he got to the part about Hui’s glances. “He was looking you up and down undressing you with his eyes. In my house! He was thinking of undressing YOU. IN. MY. HOUSE.” 

“Have you been drinking, Hyunggu?” You said without giving too much thought to what was coming out of your mouth. You were starting to become concerned. 

“THATS NOT IMPORTANT.” Hyunggu was pacing around the room now. He was in over his head angry. A part of you was scared. This normally quiet man of your husband was now yelling in your bedroom. 

“I think you need to calm down.” You said with a little more urge in your voice. You were ready for him to leave and didn't know how to calm Hyunggu down. He was still walking back and forth when you got up from your bed walking toward him. You cupped his face, “You need to calm down.” You spoke softly to him, looking into his eyes. “Okay?” He looked back in yours before he ripped his face out of your grasp, and stormed out of the room slamming the doors. 

You didn’t sleep that night, the book acted as a source of comfort.

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You had been avoiding meeting hyunggu ever since the incident in your room. Dinner was the only time that you couldn’t escape from him. Neither of you had spoken either. You avoided eye contact from him, or read your book at the dinner table. 

You awaited Hui’s return, but perhaps he did not mean it when he said he would visit again. You spent your time in your drawing room, embroidering, reading, painting, and anything to pass the time. Going on strolls in the garden behind your house was your new favorite pastime. It felt more and more empty with every day, and you asked for more flowers and asked for more statues. You needed something more than an empty garden.   

You searched for some type of fulfillment for your boredom. You frequented as many teas and balls as you could in hopes of running into Hui again. Especially at balls, since you had met him on your own. It was a new move trying to go to all of the events of the social season since you weren’t that high of a noble. You needed the connections, so you had the ball in the first place, but you didn’t see much of a chance moving up in the ranks. 

You did get the attention of many of the lady’s husbands, which got you somewhere in mentioning your husband. Even though you were not interested in Hyunggu as much, you still had to stick by him. Who else was going to support your endeavors in art? You could think of one person but still could not find him anywhere.

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You were getting ready for another ball you frequented with or without your husband. Sometimes Hyunggu would “tag along” for the connections that were there. This ball in particular, Hyunggu did not fancy it at all. You didn’t hear anything from the staff about him getting ready or wanting to go.

You left your estate feeling free since there wouldn’t be someone’s (hyunggu’s) eyes on you all night. You walked into the ball, the lights were dim creating a sense of ambiance. You wandered about most of the ball. You weren’t much of a dancer, but more of a socialite. 

You were laughing with one of the ladies you usually have tea with when someone tapped you on the shoulder. You turned yourself around and met Hui’s eyes. You curtsied to him, and he took your hand again to kiss it. His lips left a small fire burning on your hand for the rest of the night. “I have not seen you in so long.” You smiled up at him. You wanted to say that you missed him, but it felt like too much. 

“I am not an easy man to come across.” He had a sly look on his face as if he had won something. He held onto your hand escorting you somewhere more quiet, like before. You could tell he liked his privacy. 

“I can tell, you never called when you say you would.” You remarked in a slightly pouty tone. You would not give him too much, not yet at least. “At this point, you are just... teasing” You looked up into his eyes looking for something, and was met with a soft smile. 

“I did not think even if I were to call, that your husband would accept it. I am glad you felt the same way I have.” His hands lingered on yours, holding them. The two of you were outside in the garden. The sky was clear and full of stars. 

“What feeling do we share?” You asked inching towards him. The moonlight only made him look more dreamy. 

“The feeling of something igniting every time your skin touched. The passion.” His hands holding your upper arm. “That is why you were looking for me again, is it not?”

“You looked down at your own hands, “That is why. I do miss your company and our conversation. Which is why I wish you could visit me in my garden. It is empty, almost like my house. Like my heart when you are not next to me.” 

He tucked a hair behind your ear as an excuse to hold your face. “Then I will meet you in that garden.” He leaned in to kiss you, and it was soft. You leaned more into him grabbing him by his waist, and he grabbed you by yours in return. You smiled into the kiss, as he ran his hands up into your hair. 

He pushed you up against the wall, as the two of you became breathless. His hands were still in your hair tugging at it making the kiss deeper. He pulled away after a few moments trying to catch his breath. “We both can’t continue this here nor today.” Hui was looking down at the ground. His hands were on his hips as he thought of a solution to both of your dilemmas. “I shall have to visit your garden sometime…” Hui said, looking at you with a smile. 

“We should get back to the ball now before we are missed.” You replied and linked your arm with his. The two of you walked back to the ball to enjoy the rest of your night dancing and talking with Hui. You enjoyed his company more than Hyunggu’s. You felt like you had known Hui for an entire lifetime. 

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You spent more and more time in the garden. New flowers were blossoming, and your statues came in. There was one you put on a pedestal– an angel. He looked like he was sitting and had a finger in front of his mouth hushing. Two other statues sat on the ground. They were angels, one hugging the other. You smiled to yourself proud of the way you had decorated the garden, but it was missing something.  The trees around your garden looked overgrown. The biggest tree had a branch that seemed to curl into itself. You couldn’t put to your mind what you were missing just yet. You walked around more of your garden seeing where else you could put statues. You had a thing for putti, the little devious angles that were found everywhere. It was too cute and fitting for Hyunggu’s job. 

You smiled to yourself looking over at your garden one last time. You turned to head back to your estate when your maid ran to you with a letter in her hand. “A.. Letter… from Marquis Lee.” As soon as those words left her mouth you beamed and ran to her to retrieve the letter. Your two dogs barked in the back of her. One was a brown and white cocker spaniel who was perfectly groomed and a Coton de Tulear, who was more energetic. Coco, who was the white puppy, and Ava, who was the brown and white puppy both ran up to you before you could get your hands on the letter. You giggled playing with the puppies, for a moment before making sure to take the letter and shove it into a pocket of your dress for safekeeping. You continued to run around the garden playing fetch with the puppies. 

You had been out there for somewhat of an hour when you felt someone’s eyes on you. You turned around to see Hyunngu leaning on a pole of your veranda. He had a soft smile for a moment before he got caught. He made his way towards you, and you called the dogs to your side as you walked to meet up with him. “Did you need my presence?” You said as you curtseyed a little at him.

“No, but you can say it was missed. You are usually inside.” Hyunggu said as he looked around at your backyard. It had changed since the last time he had been back here. It bloomed with your taste and creativity. He allowed himself to smile, admiring what you did to the place. “I think I know what your garden is missing… I shall order it and have it installed.”

“I already have more statues on the way,” you said. You guessed earlier that the garden missed more statues. Your garden needed a story of itself to tell, and to you, statues would fix that. 

Hyunggu chuckled a little, “No not that. Something else. Exotic, but I think you will enjoy it.” He nodded to himself before looking down at the two pups following you. “Seems that you liked my wedding gifts as well.” He felt proud of himself with that one. 

“I have grown attached to them, yes.” You answered Hyunngu bending down to ruffle Coco’s soft white furr. Dogs were often a gift in marriage as a symbol of loyalty. Given to a woman for the expectation of her loyalty. You knew that and so did he. Coco and Ava were a symbol of what you were meant to be as a woman. Sometimes you loved them but hated them for the reason they were here. “I shall see you at dinner,” you said with a smile and a curtsey to excuse yourself. Once again, you called the dogs after you while heading inside. It was time to read your letter.

And write a new one you would send in secret.

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You almost fell asleep at your desk with all of the drafts you had written to Hui. You wanted to sound smart and eloquent, but you could not seem to get the right tone down. You groaned in frustration, throwing yourself back in your chair. His words were so sweet and rolled off the page like melting wax with a cherry scent. How could you ever match up with that? How could you make him feel like he’d be melting off of a small piece of paper?

In the back of the garden, there lies a pathway leading to a woman with her angel of a child. Next to her is a pedestal of our own, where our love can grow taller than any tree in my garden. We will make the flora around us bloom continuously. 

At the end, you signed your name. You wished to meet him there in that spot, on that same pedestal. You wished to steal another kiss from his soft lips and feel the way he held you. You found yourself with your hands in your hair, soothing it and slightly tugging on it just the way he did. Your hands trailed to your lips, brushing your fingers across them softly. A smile fell upon your lips reminiscing the one kiss you shared with him, that made every fiber of your body burn even a couple of days after. You leaned back in your chair sighing from the satisfaction of your daydream. You stayed like that for moments upon a time, just thinking how it would be if Hui could have courted you. When you were satisfied with the tiny scenarios you opened your eyes. You still needed to seal the letter that sat on your desk. You melted the wax and bored it onto the folded paper before you pressed the wax seal on it. It was your old one– before you were associated with Hyunggu. It was personal and just… you. Just you and him. 

You hid the letter you had written for Hui in between a textbook, for safekeeping. The one he wrote you needed a special place in your room. You could go shopping the next day for boxes, but for now, the best place to keep the letter would be close to you. You crawled into bed, taking the letter with you, sliding into the covers, and sliding the letter under your pillow. 

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You sat at the dining table dressed up ready to go get some more writing supplies along with a box for yourself. Something about it just made you feel so giddy about the idea of getting to exchange letters with Hui back and forth. Even though you prefer to speak to him face-to-face letters would have to do. You wouldn’t want Hyunngu to become as frustrated as he was the night of the ball. Nor would Hyunggu ever let Hui set foot on his property. Letters were still personal, but not as intimate. 

Hyunggu had been acting differently since the night he came into your room. He had been softer in a way, and trying to connect with you more. He would try and match up the time the two of you had meals, he would try to meet you in the library acting as if he needed a book, and the way he came in the garden the day before. The gift he mentioned, you wondered why he would possibly want to get you a gift and what even was the gift. Hyunggu was still three-quarters of a mystery to you. You broke fast talking with your maid about what stores you wanted to visit, and if there was anything new that you had not seen before. 

Hyunggu walked into the room, and you quieted down in front of him. You looked up to see him smiling so early in the morning. He walked up to you to where you were sitting, “I am going to have something being installed today. You are going to be out today, correct?” 

You nodded at him replying, “I am.” You took another bite of your food to postpone talking to him. Hyunggu stared down at you a small smile still on his lips. You looked up at him, there was something more that he wanted to say to you or wanted to do. You noticed the way his fingers twitched at the side of him. “So I suppose you better have it installed before I come home. So I should take my time out today.” 

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You hadn’t checked the garden to see what was installed when you came home, not when you received another letter so fast. The rest of the afternoon was sent in your room drafting yet another letter. The day had gone by so fast that by the time you looked outside your window, it was already late at night and there was no use to go outside. Hui had mentioned how he would come by soon to that pedestal and how your love story would grow. 

There was a knock at your door in the middle of the night. You had called your maid to come retrieve the letter and have it sent off as soon as possible. Hyunggu peered his head through the door before a sound could come out of your mouth. You coughed a bit slipping the letter under other documents and books. You plastered a fake smile on your face sitting with your legs crossed. You were leaning against your desk wearing only a nightgown. Hyunggu let himself in your room, “You never visited the garden today… Did you catch something while you were out in town?” His head tilted to the side as he walked closer towards you. “You did not eat dinner either. I was worried about you.” Hyunggu’s hand fell upon your cheek and traveled to your chin lifting it. 

You cleared your throat once more. “I apologize, when I came home I was feeling too well. I retreated to my room for some rest. I hope you were not offended.” Hyunggu smiled. His hand left your chin and went up to your forehead. His other hand went up to his. 

“You do feel a bit warm. Shall I call our  physician?” You shook your head slightly. You could not be more of a bother to him, nor did you seek his attention. You used to try everything to get him to look at you. You had suspected that this had something to do with Hui. Ever since Hyunggu found you in the library smiling, laughing, and talking with Hui, something inside Hyunggu flipped. Hyunggu visiting you in the middle of the night is rare. He did visit you a few times on the topic of financial matters, but nothing more than business. “Alright,” He replied letting his hands fall to his side. “But you should rest nonetheless, so you can feel better in the morning. I will be there to break your fast with you as well.”  Hyunggu leaned in to kiss your temple before leaving your room. 

You felt stunned by the sudden affection from your husband. You touched the place he kissed on your forehead. You bit your lip and called in your maid to give her the letter. Your sentences were short, telling her to send the letter out and that you would spend the entire day outside tomorrow. When she left you could barely fall asleep drumming your fingers in your chest. Your head played back to the kiss on your forehead from Hyunggu, then to the kiss you shared with Hui in the garden.  

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The next morning felt brighter than the rest. You would find a surprise in the garden, and hopefully have a surprise visit from your so-called lover. The day was quiet and bright with a subtle breeze flowing through an open window. You had eaten with Hyunggu earlier that morning, and you could still not get over how he smiled at you. He held your hand and walked you to the garden that bright morning. 

He showed you the swing, tied by a thick rope into the three. It was gold with a velvet seat. It almost looked like a throne he got only for you. Hyunggu had lifted you from your waist to sit you in the swing. He held his hands in yours gripping the rope and pulling you back on the swing. He pushed the two of you forward. It felt like a moment that could be frozen and displayed for eternity. The way you flew through the air was a different type of magic. The sound of his laughter rang in your ears. He sounded so pure, so childlike. It was different from the way you knew him before. Everything had changed so fast in such little time. You two stayed in that moment that could have been taken out of a fairytale before a butler called him into the house to work on some matters. He caught the swing to slow it down so you could get off. He helped you off, holding your hand and giving it a peck before bidding you adieu. 

A pinch of guilt was felt in your stomach, the feeling that you betrayed Hyunggu. Even though your vows weren’t genuine, they still existed. You strolled through the garden, fingertips grazing the blooming petals around you. The way Hyunggu kissed you by your hand, took you aback to the way Hui kissed your hand. And soon enough, you were thinking of the way he kissed your lips. Flashes of scenes of the past two to three weeks ran through your mind. You sat and thought on a ledge of a wall. You closed your eyes to feel the breeze and the way the sun made parts of your skin tingle and warm. The sun felt like there was a second embrace hugging you and comforting you through your thoughts. The warmth helped with the loneliness that you felt, till the warmth was gone and you were cast in a shadow. 

You opened your eyes slowly, slightly afraid of what your eyes would meet as soon as they were introduced to the outside world. Hui whispered softly, “I know this wasn’t the place we were supposed to meet, but I hope you don’t mind.” You smiled and scooted over patting a seat for Hui to sit.

“I don’t mind at all. I am grateful you saved me from loneliness on this beautiful day.” You laid your head on his shoulder, your smile growing by the seconds. The two of you were deep in the garden of your estate, hidden by the numerous flowers around you. The sweet aroma of the flora filled the two of you with romance. Hui had an arm around you, and his other holding your hand. “I read the book you recommended to me.” You said in a soft whisper.

“Do you think I have good taste?” The arm over your shoulder drew circles on your forearm. The two of you were looking ahead as if there was nowhere else to look, nothing else to do, and nothing more to say. 

“I think we both know the answer to that question”. You laughed a little, letting your eyes crease, relaxing and acting naturally with Hui. You turned your head to look at him and gave him a small peck on his cheek. The creases on the corner of his eyes soon mirrored your own. He leaned down trying to give you a proper kiss. Being playful, you quickly switched out your lips for a flower before running off. You threw the flower to the side once Hui realized what was touching his lips. You were on your feet, running around the garden while Hui sprung off of his seat behind you to chase you. The sounds of your giggles filled the air as Hui continued to catch up with you. He tackled you into a patch of grass, he nuzzled into your neck starting to peck you. Hui attacked you with kisses all over your face and neck while you squealed trying to escape him. 

The rest of the day went by quickly with mostly chatting, soft touches, and short kisses. It was a fever dream, an idea that you could escape your marriage in your magical garden. You had dinner with Hyunggu that night barely looking up to meet his face. There was guilt that beat the smile off of your face. You stared down at your food, watching it slowly get cold. You also couldn’t bring yourself to hold the fork to your mouth, not in his presence. “Was there something I did that was wrong today? I’m sorry that I could not stay outside with you. And because of that interruption, I have some news for you. I will have to leave the estate for some business out of state for a while– I shouldn’t be too long. Three weeks to a month.” You looked at him blankly, not knowing what to say. “I know this is a lot and sudden.”

There was nothing you could think to say to him. Guilt began to fill your mouth, trying to force its way out. “It is, I hope it goes well.” A nice quick reply would do for now. You didn’t mind him being gone when he was barely there initially. Only just recently did he start making an appearance in your life. Still, Hyunggu had the title of your husband, and that was enough to make you feel a bit of guilt. 

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By the next day, Hyunngu was packed up and gone from the estate. You made the most of the time having the place to yourself. More talks in the garden lead to talks in the library and many things behind closed doors. Carelessness filled your head as you let Hui inside your room, for a break from the sun. Really, it was so that you wouldn’t sweat under the layers of clothing when he touched you. You could be free from worry, and clothing. Hui held your face kissing you with passion he had not shown you before. He had nothing to hide anymore, not his passion for you. You held his shoulders for support as he kissed down to your neck trying to pry open your bodice. You helped him take off your dress, smiling and giggling with him. Hui took care of himself as you got comfortable on the bed. Who knew sex could be so fun when you add a bit of passion and the joy of eating the forbidden fruit? Hui’s lips were on you in an instant, his hand on your thigh soothing it. He made room for himself in between your legs, while his kisses trailed down your body. He worshiped you, every inch of your skin was left on fire after his kisses. When his face reached your heat he looked up at you. Hui’s eyes were glistening by the candlelight. “May I, my dear?”, he asked licking his lips.

“You may,” was all you needed to say before his lips were attached to your clit lapping and kissing like he wasn’t going to be able to do this again. His hands squeezed at your thighs, to keep you from closing in on him. His breath was hot against your cunt, as he gasped for air. You moaned as you felt his tongue enter you. You grasped his hair, whimpering as he sped up this pace. You were so close to your release, holding onto your sheets for dear life as your legs shook. You came with a screech, closing your legs around Hui’s head. He continued to lap up your cum, rubbing his thumb on your inner thigh. Your breathing was heavy as you ran your hand through your hair. 

     Hui detached himself from you, only to kiss you. He was murmuring something you couldn’t hear. You could feel Hui’s hard against your thigh. You helped guide him towards your entrance, needy for what more pleasure he would bring you. He pushed in with a deep kiss on your lips. He was slow at first so you could get used to him. He pulled back to look at you, and you stared at him with all of your combined beauty. You pulled him into a kiss with such passion urging him to quicken his pace. Hui bit at your lip pulling it while he quickened his pace. You could feel him drawing near as he began to let out moans of pleasure. You kissed his neck biting it and sucking at it trying to draw him closer. Hui came with a shaky moan, falling on top of you and leaving small kisses. The rest of the afternoon was a blur. 

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You had been so caught up in your new love affair, that Hyunggu was coming home sooner than expected. The house seemed buzzing, with gossip about the past week and preparations. You tried to control as much of the gossip as you could. It was bad that you only felt guilty after the fact that you had done something. Your maid had come with a letter from Hui, and you rushed to put it in a chest that you kept. This whole ordeal made you nervous, even though you had put yourself in a hole. You barely loved Hyunggu, so what was this sinking feeling in your chest? You waited in your room for Hyunggu to arrive home. You cross-stitched until there was a knock at your bedroom door. You opened it to see Hui smiling back at you looking a bit frantic. You hadn’t read the letter he sent you earlier. Moments later you heard the commotion of unpacking in the house.

[baby-iloveyou]

< Masterlist >

. . . genre S smut SUG suggestive FL fluff A angst . . . reader GN genderneutral F afab M amab

Pentagon

. . . jo jinho

[S][F] Busted. - Jinho has always claimed he doesn’t like oral. But seeing you taste your own cum makes it difficult for him to keep disliking it.

. . . yang hongseok

[S,FL][F] just me and you - Whenever you and your best friend want to have a sleepover, it would always be at your place, since his place was small and would be uncomfortable for two people to stay at. He recently moved however, and to celebrate that, you are staying over at his place for the first time. But you didn’t expect it to be THAT different.

. . . yeo changgu

[FL][GN] A cover model, only for your eyes to see - Your relationship with Changgu has been nothing but lovey dovey so far, and when Changgu asks you to visit him at his Men’s Health photoshoot, you can’t say no. But this would mean you would see him shirtless for the first time, and you didn’t expect the view to affect you that much. [SUG] PART 1 [S] PART 2

. . . kang hyunggu

[S][GN] A private afterparty - Kang Hyunggu was one of the members of your project group, and he’s also one of the most loved people in your year. You’re good friends with him, and after this party you decide to hang out just a bit longer. It just isn’t a very common way of hanging out when you’re friends…

Tomorrow X Together

. . . choi yeonjun

[S,SUG][GN] Carpe Diem - Seize the day, why not have some fun with each other?

[SUG][GN] thought #1- bf!yeonjun is proud of you for passing your course, and thinks you deserve a reward

[SUG, S?][GN] thought #2 - teasing yeonjun is fun until he punishes you for it (or is that part of the fun?)

. . . choi beomgyu

[SUG][GN] Lyric prank - Beomgyu was feeling nostalgic and watched some old YouTube videos, revisited some old trends. One of them was the ‘lyric pranks’, which were a huge thing, and a joke he used to pull quite often on his friends. But since he’s now in a relationship, he knows exactly on who to pull the prank. And he knows exactly which song.

. . . kang taehyun

[S][F] goodnight, you're so tight sleep tight - after a long day, all you just wanted was to snuggle up with your boyfriend in bed and drift to sleep. he wanted something else.

Stray Kids

. . . bang chan

[S][GN] A picture for a picture - Chan is on tour with the rest of the group, and you as his significant other obviously miss him a lot. And he misses you too. He just misses you a bit more today than other days…

. . . lee minho

[S][GN] thought #1 - pathetic minho, and that on christmas…

. . . han jisung

[F][GN] i like the view right now - Late night talks made you discover that you both love stars. And Jisung knows the perfect place in his hometown to go stargazing.

. . . lee felix

[A][GN] Deep End - Sometimes, one fight can break a person entirely. And unfortunately, this was the case in your relationship.

SEVENTEEN

. . . choi seungcheol

[S][GN] thought #1 - texting one of your friends while seungcheol fucks you

. . . boo seungkwan

[SUG, S?][GN] thought #1 - just seungkwan pinning you up against a wall, choking you, and calling you his slutty toy

[S][F] you could be a hand model - sometimes you need a break from studying. and sometimes you suddenly notice that seungkwan has very nice hands. and sometimes you really want those hands to touch you.

A.C.E

. . . group

[F][GN] A.C.E comforting you when you’re afraid of failing your exams

Other groups/idols

. . . BTOB lee minhyuk

[S][GN] Whiskey - You’ve been single for a while and were looking for a casual hookup. And let there be one guy who wants to order whiskey for you.

[seonyangfichas]

SEONDO DÁ AS BOAS-VINDAS A @thatzhyunggu!

Nome: Kim Hyunggu Data de Nascimento: 17/02/2001 Curso e Semestre: Direito, 6º semestre Time e Posição: Seondo Sentinels, Meio Campo Faceclaim: Sunghoon - Enhypen Plots de Interesse: Amizade, Angst, Conflitos, Crack, Fluffy, Rivalidade, Romance, Smut

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[all-about-kyu]

Summary: After your hookup with Changmin, you thought you’d be in the clear for hookups. Then you run into someone new. Pairing: Hyunguu (Kino) x fem!reader Tropes: spring break au Genre: smut Rating: R 18+ Warnings: language Smut Warnings: oral (f receive), praise kink, unprotected sex, breeding kink, dom-sub undertones Word Count: 1,337

Chapter 4: A little pain never killed anyone. ៚ WITT Masterlist ៚ Chapter 6: If there’s a will, there’s a way.

You’ve been texting with Changmin almost non-stop since yesterday. Despite how alluring he is sexually, there’s some electric zing between you. You don’t know what it is, but it’s fun. You’re just wandering around the town observing. Things have changed a lot since you came here as a child, in both good and bad ways. Your friend who owns a cafe mentioned that there’s a bit more foot traffic around. Neither of you can really be sure why that is, though.

That’s when you see him. You don’t know who he is but know you’ve never seen him. He’s eyeing you up, and while you don’t feel nearly as drawn to him as you did Changmin, you do still feel drawn to him. You whip out your phone and navigate your way to Changmin’s text message thread.

You || would you care if I hooked up with someone?

Changminnie || I can’t stop you from doing anything. I don’t own you, princess. || Just know I’ll turn your ass red again cause I don’t like sharing very much.

You || No? || Why not? Sharing can be fun sometimes! :P

Changminnie || Behave yourself and have fun, pretty.

You don’t know why you’re seeking out his permission, but the confirmation that you can approach this stunning man makes your heart swell. Just something about Changmin makes your head spin and your heart beat fast. You saunter your way toward the pretty man. He seems rather pleased that you’re coming to him. A smirk gently rests on his pretty lips as if he knows what’s coming.

“Hi there, I saw you looking at me from over there,” you nod your head toward the direction you came from, “Could I help you with something?” “In fact, you can, if you’d like that.” he confirms with a suggestive lilt to his voice, “I’m a little bored, we’ll say. Wanna do something that’s more entertaining than wandering the town?”

You nod and bite your lip to control a smirk from taking over. You turn on your heel and walk in the direction of your small bungalow. You look over your shoulder and see the man following behind you, almost akin to a puppy following its owner. It’s cute. You stop in your tracks and allow him to catch up to you. When he does, his hand falls to hold onto your hip on the opposite side of him. The touch burns hot on your skin in the best way possible. It’s present enough to make you aware of it but gentle enough that it’s almost comforting in a way.

“How about you tell me your name, pretty boy?” you giggle.

“Hyunggu.” he replies with a gentle smile, “You won’t need to worry about that though, angel. You’ll be brainless beneath me in about five minutes.”

“Bold of you to assume that.” you smirk up at him, “We’ll see how good you can do.”

You seem to have stunned him with your rather presumptuous tone and words. It amuses you more than anything. The rest of the walk to the beachfront house is filled with continuous flirtatious and suggestive comments. It’s a nice change compared to how flustered Changmin made you yesterday. Though, you can’t seem to choose which you prefer between the two. Maybe, you don’t want to admit it.

You get to your bungalow no later and unlock the small house. You allow him to walk ahead of you while you close the door behind you and slip off the light sweater you had been wearing. You tell Hyunggu where the bedroom is, and he’s off to the room without a second thought. The moment you enter the room, you can tell something in the air has changed. You approach the bed where Hyunggu is waiting, scrolling on his phone to seem unbothered; you know it’s a facade, though. You sit on the bed beside him, and he looks at you with gentle eyes.

“Hi, pretty, could you do something for me?” he asks softly.

“Hmm?” you reply, leaning toward him slightly.

“Strip for me and get comfy, beautiful.” he requests, placing his phone on one of the nightstands.

You smile slightly and do as he asks. Your ass still hurts slightly from how much Changmin smacked it yesterday, but it’s a pleasurable kind of pain that you wouldn’t change for the world. You watch as Hyunggu slowly takes off his clothes, too, and rejoins you on the bed. He fits his frame between your legs. You sigh and close your eyes as he starts running kisses down your neck and chest. He continues until his kisses run along your thighs. You look at him when he stops suddenly. His eyes are on the subtle bruises your previous hookup left behind.

“You’ve been busy, I see.” he comments.

“So what if I have?” you ask, a bite to your tone.

“Nothing, beautiful. Nothing at all.” he reassures you.

He continues placing kisses along your thighs, holding them apart, so he also has a perfect view of your core. His lips travel closer to where you need him most but never arrive. He chuckles when you whine and try to get him where you want.

“Did you want something, angel?” he smirks.

“You’re teasing me, and it’s not nice.” you pout, “Touch me properly, please?”

His kisses finally come in contact with your clit, and your hands fly down to be buried in his hair. He takes his time kissing and licking you, eventually adding his fingers to the mix to heighten your pleasure more. You release little whimpers and moans into the air, letting him know you’re enjoying what he’s giving you.

“Such a pretty pussy.” he sighs, “Bet you’ll take me so well.”

“Please?” you ask again, “Hyunggu, please.”

“You sound so pretty asking me so nicely too. Let me hear it one more time. Then you can have what you want.”

“Please, Hyunggu. Fuck me, please.”

He moves to be fully above you, “You okay if I fuck you raw?” “I’m clean. As long as you’re clean too, I don’t mind one bit.”

Within moments he’s fully sheathed inside you. He groans quietly and whispers sweet, praising comments to you. He has a slow even pace to ensure you’re adjusted to him fully. Your fingers dig into the skin of his shoulders, silently asking him for more.

“Fuck,” he moans, “you’re such a good girl. So fuckin’ pretty, too, bet you’ll look even prettier with my cum dripping out of you.

You whimper at his words, “Hyunggu, I want that so bad. Please fill me up.”

Your eyebrows furrow together in pleasure. He hides his face in the crook of your neck, gently nipping at the skin. One of his hands reaches down to toy with your clit. You let out a proper moan for the first time, and he groans in appreciation. Hyunggu has an unending stream of praise and comments about breeding you falling from his lips. As his pace grows faster, albeit slowly, his words get more sweet and filthy simultaneously. Your hands travel from his shoulders up into his hair, gently holding onto it as a means to control yourself.

“I’m gonna cum, pretty. Will you let me breed you? Fill you up with my cum?”

“Yeah, fill me up. You said it yourself. I’ll look so pretty with your cum dripping out of my pussy.” you moan back.

With a few more punctuated thrusts, he holds his hips flush against yours. His breath is uneven and shallow as he paints your walls white with his cum. He continues to play with your clit, guiding you closer to your own orgasm. When it does hit, you’re hit by a tidal wave of pleasure. You writhe underneath him and feel yourself thrusting yourself onto his cock more. He hisses at the sensitivity but doesn’t stop you, either. Once your high subsides, he pulls out, keeping an eye on your pussy.

“Fuckin’ knew it. Gorgeous, absolutely gorgeous with my cum in you.”

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[peachybun-bun]

Between Friends

pairing; kang hyung-gu (kino) x f reader x choi hansol (vernon)

genre; smut (minors dni), threesome

notes/warnings; threesome, unprotected sex, oral (m receiving), degradation (reader is called a slut), praise, dirty talk, orgasm denial, dom!kino, switch!reader, switch!vernon.

word count; 950 and some change

additional; this was a collab between a couple of the admins. do tell us what you think.

You close your eyes as Kino’s hands run over your breasts, kneading the flesh gently, before his fingers suddenly tweak your nipples, making you cry out. Vernon groans under you, bucking his hips up slightly, keeping his hands on the bed as he leans his head back on the pillow and sucks in a deep breath.

“Kino, please... Can I cum? Can I make Vernon cum? Baby, please?”

Kino lets out a breathy laugh next to your ear as he moves a hand up to your hair, pushing it from your face and neck so he can lean to kiss your soft skin. His eyes meet Vernon’s as the man looks up to watch as you roll your hips down to meet his lazy thrusts.

“No. I don’t think so, beautiful. Not yet.”

You start to whine in protest, feeling Kino’s sweater brush against your back as he rubs his hand from your breast, down your stomach and to between your legs to tease you, when you hear him tsk. Opening your eyes, you see Vernon’s hands easing upwards, tickling at your knees.

“Did I say you could touch? Baby, did I say he could touch you?”

You shake your head and bite at your lip as you arch your back, feeling Vernon’s cock hitting you perfectly as you try to speak. “Vernon, baby, don’t t-touch and don’t cum.”

Vernon groans as he puts his hands back on the bed, furrowing his brows as he curses under his breath, trying to keep himself calm and collected so he can do his best to do as he was told. “Okay, yeah. I’ll be good, good for you.”

Smirking at Vernon as he moves away to get undressed, Kino takes his time watching your hips move with a tilted head, before speaking again. “Stop. Get off him and on all fours. I’ll make you cum, baby girl, and you’ll treat Vernon to your mouth.”

As your hips suddenly stop, Vernon gasps, grasping at the sheets and biting at his lips as he watches you slide off of him. “That’s fine. Yeah, okay. Jesus Christ. Oh!” His voice goes up an octave as you take his head into your mouth as you get into position like you were instructed by Kino.

“Don’t cum, Vernon.”

You can’t help but moan at the tone of Kino’s voice as he moves in behind you. His hands sliding over your ass, before they rest on your hips, pulling you back onto his length. “You either, baby. I’ll tell you when you can let go for me.”

Kino’s hand comes down hard on your outer thigh, making you moan out around Vernon’s cock, causing him to thrust up into your mouth and let out a loud groan as he begs for you to let him cum. “Please, y/n. I’ve been good…”

A hard thrust from behind sends you down over Vernon, before Kino pulls you back to meet his hips as he grunts, shaking his head. “She can’t answer you right now. Her mouth is a little full, but the answer is not yet. Just a little longer. She gets to go first and…holy shit….she’s so tight.”

You whine at Kino’s words as you try to hold on and not let go, before he tells you that it’s okay. Reaching up to run a hand along your spine, Kino smiles at your whine and Vernon’s reaction to it as you both struggle to keep calm. “Both of you are being so good. You can let go for me, baby girl. Cum for me.”

His words are enough motivation for you to let go of the building pressure, allowing yourself to orgasm hard around his length as Kino buries himself deep inside of you with a loud groan. He furrows his brows as you pull from Vernon only for a moment to catch your breath as your thighs shake.

“Now it’s his turn. He’s been a good boy, very patient.”

You nod and lick your lips, meeting Vernon’s eyes as you push your hips back in Kino, making him groan once again, pushing him closer to his own climax.

“I want you to cum for me, Vernon.”

The man nods quickly and sucks in a breath as your mouth circles back around his tip, and you hollow your cheeks. Vernon can’t hold back anymore, even if he wanted to, as he watches you in complete bliss before cumming into your mouth. A silent gasp on his lips as his thighs shake, this time as he mutters how good you made him feel.

You moan around Vernon, swallowing down every last drop, before licking your lips as you watch the man in front of you close his eyes as his chest rises and falls quickly. You only have a moment, before you gasp out a moan when Kino’s hips smack into your ass, sending you towards Vernon who catches you in his arms.

“I’ve got you, kitten. Fuck, you are so amazing. Look at you, such a pretty little slut for us.”

Kino groans hearing Vernon’s dirty talk. A smirk on his lips as he loses his own resolve, spilling into you with a few final thrusts. “That’s right, she is.”

You gasp softly as you feel Kino pull from you, before Vernon pulls you closer, pressing his lips to yours as you feel another body slide into the bed close by.

“Share, Vernon. You are being very greedy. I’ve been very generous…”

Vernon laughs on your lips, before letting Kino pull you into his arms. You smile and curl between the two men as Kino presses his lips to your jaw, before running kisses to your lips as Vernon sighs content.

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[hansols-yoda-boxers]

Camp North Star - July 10th

AFAB!Reader x Yanan x Kang Hyunggu x Adachi Yuto

Word Count: 4814

Contents: dance studio sex, Yanan is an instigator, oral (giving and receiving), fingering (on reader and another member), protected sex, anal (not involving reader)

You and Yuto cheered as Hyunggu finished showing you the choreography he had been working on. He looked a little nervous but a cute grin spread across his face at your encouragement, first meeting you in the mirror and then turning towards you.

“I’m still working on it. I think it’s good but, you know.”

“I know that it’s great!” You said.

“It was really good,” Yuto agreed.

“Yeah, pretty cool,” Yanan added. “Could use more floor grinding though.”

You snorted while Yuto and Hyunggu laughed.

“Yanan, just because it can be sexual doesn’t mean it has to be.” You said.

“Au contraire,” He said. “It makes it much more fun.”

“You just want to see me grind on the floor,” Hyunggu snickered. Yuto and you burst out laughing at the surprised, even impressed, look on Yanan’s face. Quickly however, it melted into a smirk.

“Maybe I do.”

Hyunggu was still giggling as he walked closer. “Maybe I should do something about that.”

Whether Yanan was playing along or actually flirting you didn’t know. There truly was no way to know with him. Either way, he was giving Hyunggu a sultry stare which had Yuto and you leaning on each other as you giggled uncontrollably.

“Be careful what you start,” Yanan said as Hyunggu came within reach.

“I know what I’m doing.” Hyunggu reached down for Yanan’s hands. But Yanan moved too quickly for him, grabbing at his hips and trying to pull him onto his lap.

Hyunggu’s face went red and he stumbled back, falling to the floor as Yuto and you cackled. Yanan chuckled to himself as he stood from the couch, stretching his arms out a little as he looked down at Hyunggu who was still recovering.

“Well as fun as that was, I say it’s about time we get some music going.”

“I’m game,” you said, getting to your feet. 

Yuto followed suit. “Now I’m curious how you’re going to dance.” 

“It’s a treat,” Yanan grinned, wiggling his eyebrows before turning to the sound system. Yuto helped Hyunggu to his feet and you stretched out your arms as if you really knew how to warm up. There wasn’t much of a point to dancing. It was simply for fun, for goofiness. But Hyunggu let you into the studio, and Yanan and Yuto wanted to join. It was a plus to see Hyunggu’s choreo too, he was better than he gave himself credit for being.

The three of you turned your attention to Yanan as a particularly suggestive song started playing on the sound system. Yanan gave you all a suggestive look as he dimmed the lights a bit.

“Yanan if I didn’t know any better I would think you’re trying to start an orgy,” you chuckled.

“I would not put it past him,” Hyunggu said.

“Hey wherever it goes is where it goes,” Yanan chuckled.

You snorted but still started moving to the music. Hyunggu was quick to join in, seemingly recovered and ready to be cheeky again. As Yanan and Yuto started moving to the slow jam Hyunggu put his hands on his knees and threw his ass back. You all let out a laugh at the slow sensual twerk he was attempting but quickly you were joining him, giggling the whole time. Yuto couldn’t stop laughing at the sight while Yanan snickered before pulling Hyunggu up to standing.

Yanan rested his arm over Hyunggu’s shoulder as Hyunggu got closer, dancing up on each other. You couldn’t help but smile at the way Hyunggu kept giggling as you grabbed Yuto’s hand and pulled him up behind you. You swayed your hips, feeling his hand land gently in a sweet touch on your waist. You sunk into a squat as you danced, amused by the surprised look that crossed his face in the mirror.

Your attention went back to Yanan and Hyunggu as Yanan tilted Hyunggu’s face towards his and leaned in. For a moment it seemed that Hyunggu was going to kiss him before his face broke into a smile and he ducked out of the way with a laugh.

You stood back to your feet just before Yanan stole your dance partner. You felt Hyunggu come up behind you, taking your hips. You ground back against him while looking back over your shoulder.

“You’re bold for someone who chickened out on a kiss,” you chuckled.

He giggled into the back of your neck. “Shut up.”

“Oh! Looks like you’re the only chicken.” You said as you caught the sight in front of you. Yanan had been dancing with Yuto, a hand on his hip. But he had pulled him closer and despite the blush on Yuto’s face, he had let his eyes flutter closed as he locked lips with Yanan.

“What?! Awh man,” Hyunggu mumbled as he looked up and took in the sight.

You chuckled at him, swaying your hips a little more as he pouted on your shoulder. Still, he kept dancing with you, grinding against your ass, even if he was a little moody. His hands gripped your hips just a little tighter as he moved to the song, pressing a light kiss to the back of your neck.

Yanan pulled away from his kiss with Yuto looking very satisfied with himself. Yuto clung to him, catching his breath and a little reluctant to let go. Yanan leaned in, murmuring something in his ear. You couldn’t hear it from where you were but you could gather that it had to be suggestive from just how flustered Yuto became.

Yanan managed to get out of his grip, setting his sights on you. You heard Hyunggu let out a small whine as Yanan got closer, not quite ready to let go of you yet.

“Can I cut in for a moment?” Yanan asked.

“Sure,” Hyunggu mumbled. 

“Don’t worry,” Yanan chuckled as he took a hold of your waist, pulling you closer. “I’ll give them back, eventually.”

Hyunggu fully let go of you as Yanan pulled you, wasting no time in kissing you. You let your hands trail up his arms as you leaned into him, letting his tongue past your lips. You had to admit, he was a good kisser.

Yanan’s hands slid down your back and to your ass. You grinned slightly into his kisses as he grabbed at you, pulling you closer against him. And a laugh almost bubbled it’s way out of your throat when he pressed his hips into you and you felt that he was undeniably getting hard.

“You really are trying to start an orgy,” you murmured against his lips.

“I mean I’m banking on you being down, even if the others aren’t.” He replied.

“I’m down,” you hummed, meeting his eyes for a moment before he looked over your shoulder and snorted.

“I don’t think we’ll have trouble getting them involved,” he chuckled.

You spun around and let out a laugh as you caught sight of Yuto and Hyunggu pulling each other closer in the midst of a heated makeout. You felt Yanan wrap his arms around you, pressing against you and grinding subtly against your ass. He leaned his lips near your ear.

“I was hoping this would happen when I left them both frustrated.”

“You are something else, Yanan,” you chuckled.

“I know,” he purred before letting go of you. You followed him as he moved closer to them. The two broke apart, both blushing and flustered once they realized the attention was on them. Yanan let a hand trail down each of their arms.

“What do you say we turn the heat up?” He proposed.

It was almost comical how quickly the two started nodding. Yanan took Yuto’s hand and you wrapped an arm around Hyunggu, leading him to the couch. Yanan took Yuto to the barre that ran along the wall, kissing him and pressing him back against it.

Hyunggu had his bottom lip caught between his teeth as you pushed him back to sit on the couch. You leaned down over him, one hand braced on his thigh and the other landing in his lap. Your lips brushed against his and you smirked, staying just out of reach of a kiss as you started to palm his half hard cock through his sweats.

“You’ve been getting needy,” you murmured.

“Can you blame me?” He mumbled, his voice already a little breathy.

“Not at all,” you gave him the smallest of kisses before sinking to your knees. “Just sit back and enjoy.”

“I can do that,” a ghost of a grin was on his lips as he replied. You smirked up at him as your hands found the waist of his sweats. He lifted his hips, allowing you to pull them down along with his boxers. He sunk back into the couch as you moved between his legs, meeting his gaze as you wrapped a hand around his cock.

He let out a little sigh, but it was overshadowed by Yuto’s low whine. You pumped Hyunggu’s cock as you glanced over at them. Yanan was on his knees, a hand wrapped around Yuto’s cock as he moved his head, taking him into his mouth. Yuto was gripping the barre, knees a little weak as he leaned back into it heavily.

You brought your gaze back to meet Hyunggu’s as you took him into your mouth. The way his face contorted in pleasure, eyebrows knit and mouth hung open in a moan at the sensation had a rush of arousal running through your body, down your spine to your core.

You brought a hand to his thigh, squeezing the soft skin as you moved at a steady pace, hand around the base of his cock getting a little tighter. Hyunggu let out a steady series of moans as you took your time, not moving too fast. His eyes fell shut and his hand traveled to your head, tangling into your hair.

Hyunggu tried to urge you to move a little faster but you kept your pace slow. He let out a whine and you moaned around him in reply. He tried to press his hips towards you but you dug your nails into his thigh before pulling back off his cock.

“I told you to sit back and enjoy.” You teased.

He gripped your hair a little more strongly. “You’re going too slow.”

“I want you to savour it.”

“I’ve savoured enou-” his words broke off into another moan as you took him back into your mouth, humming around him. You moved just a little faster but slow enough to keep him frustrated.

His moans grew more and more whiny and desperate with each passing moment. His hips kept trying to move and each glance up at his face gave you the sight of pleasure on his pretty features.

Yuto’s moans were no better. They were still low but they were growing louder and louder. The tone was filled with so much desperation. And the sounds of your own mouth moving on Hyunggu’s cock were nothing to the sounds Yanan was letting. Lewd, wet sounds and gagging as he took Yuto’s cock into his throat.

You pressed your thighs together, so preoccupied with the sounds filling the studio. The symphony around had tremors running through you and your cunt aching for any kind of attention now.

Your gaze shifted back to Yuto as he shakily pushed Yanan back. From the edges of your view you could make out the smirk on Yanan’s face and the mess his lips had become, a string of saliva still connecting them to Yuto’s cock.

You brought your attention back to Hyunggu, watching the look on his face as you heard Yanan get up. He and Yuto came closer. Yanan sat next to Hyunggu on the couch and wasted no time in slipping his hand under Hyunggu’s shirt while kissing up the side of his neck. Hyunggu let out a particularly needy whine as Yanan started to tease his nipples.

You didn’t notice Yuto was behind you until you felt the gentle touch on your hip and then his chin landing on your shoulder.

“Do you want some attention?” His voice was still breathy but his tone was so sweet as he spoke. You gave him an “mhm” and felt his hand dip down. You let your legs press open a bit as Yuto ran his hand over your inner thigh, squeezing while pressing kisses to your shoulder. He brought it up to your waist before slipping it into the waistband of your shorts. His hand stayed over your panties as he started to rub slowly. 

You let out a moan around Hyunggu’s cock at the pleasurable feeling. Your hips pressed forward into his touch, aching for more of the sparks that shot through your body. The touch was everything you needed in that moment as you listened to Hyunggu’s whines, moving a little faster.

Hyunggu’s whines had climbed higher in his voice. You glanced up at him to see his head had fallen against the back of the couch. His chest was heaving with heavy breaths, Yanan’s hand still under his shirt, teasing his nipples, and lips on his neck.

You wrapped your hand more tightly around his cock, pumping the base faster now. Your hips were rocking into Yuto’s hand and the pleasure rushing through your own body had you moving faster, more desperately as you took Hyunggu as deeply as you could manage into your mouth, his moans only spurring you on more.

“F-Fuck,” Hyunggu’s hands pushed at your head, pushing you back off his cock before he could cum. “O-Okay, I-I don’t want to cum yet.”

“Why don’t we switch positions then?” Yanan murmured.

You all agreed quickly. You moved back to let Hyunggu get up. Yanan took his hand, pulling him around in front of him. Yuto helped you up onto the couch, staying on his knees and shifting closer. His hands ran over your shorts as Hyunggu kneeled in front of Yanan.

“Can I take these off?” He asked sweetly.

“Absolutely,” you hummed, lifting your hips. He pulled off your shorts and panties. You watched as he bit down on his lip while spreading your legs. His eyes flickered up to look at you.

“Can I?”

You grinned down at him, threading your fingers into his hair and pulling him a little closer. His hands found your hips, pulling them closer to the edge of the couch. He kept his gaze looking up at you sweetly while he leaned in, gently running his tongue through your folds with a quiet moan.

“Mmm, just like that,” you hummed. Yuto kept a slow, gentle pace and you let yourself enjoy the sensation while Yanan next to you let out a breathy moan. 

You gazed over, seeing Hyunggu between his legs, already taking a lot of Yanan’s cock into his mouth. His hands were wrapped around the base of Yanan’s cock and his eyes were trained up on Yanan’s, taking in his heated gaze. The sight alone was arousing and had you tightening your hold in Yuto’s hair.

You looked back down at him, feeling him move a little faster as his tongue lapped at your clit. You let out moans of your own, pressing your hips towards him. You could feel and hear every moan that he let out. His eyes had fallen closed and he had one hand squeezing at your thigh while the other trailed closer and closer to your core.

“I want to feel your fingers,” you murmured down to him, knowing he was already thinking the same thing. Yuto gave you a quick gaze, slightly smiling against you as he brought his finger to your entrance, teasing you a little.You keened forwards, hips pressing closer until he dipped his finger inside.

“Mmm fuck yes,” you moaned, letting your eyes slip shut. You rocked your hips forwards as he started to finger you, moving in slow thrusts at first but quickly starting to speed up. His tongue kept its steady movements over your clit and you reveled in the pleasure that was coursing through you, the coil starting to curl in your core.

You felt Yanan’s hand pulling up the edge of your shirt. You looked over at him, finding his heated gaze now trained on you.

“Can I take this off?” He purred.

“Mhm,” you nodded, sitting up a little bit. Yanan reached over and pulled your shirt up over your head. He threw it to the side and before you could tell him to take off his own, he’d captured you in a kiss. 

You gasped at the way he gripped your jaw, pulling you in for a messy kiss, both of you moaning into each other’s mouths. Your hands gripped at his shirt, Yuto keeping your hips from moving away from himself too much, eating you out a little more quickly now.

Yanan let his hands shift around your body to undo your bra. You grinned against his lips as you shrugged it off before bringing a hand back to Yuto’s hair, and the other slipped up under Yanan’s shirt.

He let out a breathy moan against your lips that had you feeling smug as you started to tease his nipples. The kisses between you were messy and full of moans but it made it that much hotter as you took in the sounds of both Yuto and Hyunggu going down on you both.

Any smugness was wiped from your system though, and you cursed against his lips, as Yanan pinched one of your nipples between his fingers, rolling it roughly. You pressed your chest closer to him, attention only pulling away as Yuto pressed more fingers into your cunt.

“Oh fuck,” you moaned, the only thing keeping you close enough to kiss Yanan’s hand on your jaw again. Your head was spinning and the coil in your core had grown tighter and tighter from Yuto’s movements. His fingers were moving faster now, lips wrapped around your clit, sucking harshly as Yanan teased your chest.

You cried out as you fell back against the couch, your orgasm washing over you. Your thighs pressed in around Yuto’s body, his fingers still moving into your dripping core. Yanan pulled his hands away from you, letting you fall away from him as your body trembled until you started to push Yuto back, then pulling him up to kiss you.

“That was so good,” you murmured breathily against his lips, hands holding his cheeks. You felt the couch shift as Yanan stood up.

“I-I’m glad,” even now he seemed a little flustered with the praise.

“You’ll have to do that again for me some time.”

Yuto giggled against your lips, nodding slightly. You kissed him a few more times before letting him pull back as Yanan came closer. He had a few things in his hands but threw a condom at the two of you. 

“Did you just have those?”

“I had one,” he chuckled. “I got the rest from your bag.”

“H-Hey!” You felt heat rising to your cheeks. Yanan rolled his eyes.

“You have them to use them, don’t you?”

You shut your mouth. He was right of course. That was why you had them in your bag. Still, you didn’t need the others to know you kept them in your bag.

“That’s what I thought,” he smirked. “Why don’t you two have some fun, I’m not quite done with Hyunggu yet.”

You watched as Hyunggu blushed deeply but took Yanan’s hand and got to his feet. Yanan took him over to the barre and you turned your attention back to Yuto. He still looked a little flustered but there was an eagerness to his gaze as well.

“Why don’t you sit down,” you said.

Yuto followed your suggestion. You were a little wobbly getting to your feet but it wasn’t for long. Just enough time to roll the condom onto Yuto while giving him a kiss before you kneeled on the couch, straddling his lap.

His hands found your hips, squeezing them a little as you took his cock in your hand aligning it with your entrance. You gave him another look, seeing the eager grin on his face. You held his gaze as you slowly sunk down on his cock, both of you letting out moans.

“Every part of you feels good,” you moaned against his lips. The way he giggled shyly was too cute and you pressed kisses to his face as you ground your hips down, still so sensitive from your first release.

A whiny moan caught both of your attentions and you gazed over you see Hyunggu holding onto the barre, already panting. His cheek was pressed against the wall and his ass pressed back as Yanan thrust a finger into him, already finding a quick pace. Yanan’s lips left bite marks on Hyunggu’s thighs and ass.

It was starting to work you up again. You savoured the feeling of Yuto’s cock moving inside you and how each movement sent pleasure shooting through your body. The sounds of his low moans mixed with Hyunggu’s whiny ones and breathy ones in the hot air, just making you all feel more and more turned on.

“C-Can you-” Yuto looked at you with heavily lidded eyes, hands squeezing your hips. You grinned at him as he blushed, pretty sure of what he wanted. Your hands came to his shoulders and you braced yourself before coming up and then fucking yourself down on his cock.

“O-Oh god,” He moaned, head falling back against the couch. “P-Please-”

“I’m not gonna stop,” you murmured to him. “This feels so good.”

 The sounds of your own moans were drowned out by Hyunggu whining out Yanan’s name. You gazed over to see his legs trembling a little as Yanan fucked two fingers into his ass. Hyunggu was pressing his ass back as much as he could and letting out yelps and cries as Yanan nipped and bit at his ass.

The more it turned you on the faster you fucked Yuto. His moans stayed low but grew louder as you came down on his cock, shifting your angle just a little until he was hitting just the right spot inside of you that had your eyes rolling back as you dug your nails into his shoulders,

“So f-fucking good,” your voice faltered as you moaned. “You feel s-so good.”

Yuto panted and moaned in response, squeezing your hips each time you spoke. His hips rocked up to meet you, making the sensation just a little better and you felt the coil slowly starting to curl in your core as your body edged towards it’s second orgasm, close to chasing your high again.

Lewd sounds filled the air. Each time you came down on Yuto’s cock you took in the sounds of skin on skin. The way he moaned a little louder when you came down a little harder. And the sounds of Yanan’s fingers fucking Hyunggu along with his desperate moans and cries of Yanan’s name.

Your legs trembled a little beneath you and you came down fully on his cock before grinding down on him quickly. You clenched around his cock, watching as pleasure contorted his features. His eyes were squeezed shut, mouth hung open in a series of moans and pants as you moved your hips.

You leaned down a little on him, your own eyes falling closed as you ground at just the right angle to rub your clit against his body. The feeling was heavenly and your head ended up against his chest as you started to chase your own high.

But your moment was cut short as Hyunggu let out a frustrated whine that drew your attention.

Yanan had pulled away from him and both you and Yuto were looking over at him. Hyunggu pressed his hips back but Yanan stood up, murmuring something to him before pulling him to the couch.

“I think it’s about time to swap.” Yanan grinned as you climbed off of Yuto’s lap. “Yuto, Hyunggu is dying for someone to fuck him.”

Both of them blushed and you held in your giggle at their reactions. Still, Yanan had Hyunggu bend over the arm of the couch, bracing his hands on it before he beckoned Yuto closer. You sat on the other couch arm and watched as Yanan murmured something to Yuto, making him even more flustered, but also giving him a certain fire in his eyes.

Your attention followed Yanan as he sauntered towards you, rolling a condom on. He pulled you up to stand, pressing your hips back against the couch as he kissed you roughly.

“I’ve been waiting for this,” he purred.

“I don’t blame you,” you grinned.

“You’re too cocky,” he chuckled.

“I simply match your energy,” you teased.

He pulled back from the near kiss, eyes full of both lust and amusement. “Shut up and bend over.”

You couldn’t help the grin that tugged at your lips as you did what he said. You braced your hands on the couch, feeling him grind against you. A moan left your lips as his cock ground through your folds. You met Hyunggu’s eyes, nearly close enough to kiss him until Yanan and Yuto pushed into both of you at the same time.

Gasps left your lips and Hyunggu’s arms immediately gave out, chest falling against the couch. Yuto seemed to give him shallow, steady thrusts at first but as soon as Yanan bottomed out he pulled almost fully out before slamming back into you.

“Holy fuck!” you cried, head falling forwards and eyes squeezing shut at the quick bursts of pleasure that shot through your body. Every thought left your head as he fucked you much harder than you were expecting.

The sounds in the studio only made your head spin more. Hyunggu let out a series of broken moans, gasping each time he felt particularly good. His hands reached out, grabbing onto you for some kind of purchase as Yuto started to go faster.

“Y-You’re so tight,” Yuto’s voice was low and breathy and both of you had been so close that you knew he was chasing his own high now. You could hear the way his hips had speed up and he was fucking Hyunggu a little harder.

But it was still nothing to Yanan. His hands gripped your hips strongly, holding you up even as your legs started to tremble. He thrust into you fast and rough. He let out his own groans that just mixed in the feelings inside you, pulling you closer to your edge.

Hyunggu let out a cry of Yuto’s name. You managed to lift your head to see Yuto reaching down to pump Hyunggu’s cock quickly. Hyunggu’s body started to shake and he squeezed his hand around your, face pressed into the couch cushions as he came hard. Yuto kept his hips, moving just a little faster, so close to finishing himself.

You felt one of Yanan’s hands leave your hip. It slid under you and pressed between your legs, quickly rubbing over you clit.

Your own eyes squeezed shut and you screamed out as you came, only barely hearing Yuto’s own moans as he released as well. Your legs fully gave out but Yanan’s hand and the couch under you held you up as he fucked you through your orgasm, through the ocean of bliss rushing through every inch of your body as it shook.

You could barely make the words to express how sensitive you were as he gave you a few final thrusts before stopping with a groan, releasing. You felt the tremor that ran through his body with his hips pressed against your ass.

You felt the couch shifting around but you couldn’t manage to open your eyes. You felt Yanan’s hands on you, much more gentle as he helped you shift around to sit on the couch. You felt your body sliding down as you panted before he sat beside you, pulling your legs across his legs and moving your head to rest on his chest. You could tell Yuto was moving Hyunggu around as well and he was murmuring sweet encouragements to him.

“You doing okay, dude?” Yanan asked gently. His casual words with such a sweet tone made you laugh as you blearily opened your eyes.

“Yeah,” you managed, “Yeah, I’m alright.”

“Good,” he said, patting your back. “Glad to hear it.”

You snickered at how awkward he sounded as you snuggled into his chest. Behind you you heard Hyunggu mumbling.

“Are we gonna do this again sometime?”

Yanan and you couldn't contain your laughter.

“I think you need some rest,” Yuto chuckled.

Yanan reached over to ruffle his hair. “I’ll start another orgy for you anytime,” he snickered.

[julyarchives]

Something About You || (M)

Visiting Hyunggu in his studio end up with you helping him finish his song in the best way you could have thought.

→ Pairing: Hyunggu (Kino) x Female Reader

→ Genre: Smut;

→ Words:  2.2K

→ Contains: Established Relationship; Fingering; Implied Exhibitionism; Audio Recording.

→ A/n: Thank you so much for this request, writing Kino in his studio was so much fun 🌚 we hope you like reading it as much as we did writing it

One of the perks of having a very talented boyfriend was being able to watch him in action and beam freely. So that's why every Friday you'd try to visit Hyunggu at the studio where he'd be recording and producing songs all the time. It was amazing to watch him compose and record, fully immersed in the task and having amazing results, especially lately that he's focusing on more lewd songs and voice tones.

Last week you couldn't make it and had to stay in, skipping your weekly visit, so you were dying to meet him there already. You arrived earlier than usual and knocked on the door eagerly. It took him a few seconds to unlock the door but it was worth it only to see him with the biggest warm smile as he saw you standing by the door. Hyunggu reached for your hand and pulled you inside the room delicately, only to close and lock the door behind him.

"You didn't text when you left. I thought you couldn't come again!" he said, smiling even wider.

"Surprise!", you giggled and laced your arms around his neck, feeling his hands hold your waist. You gave him a peck on the lips and earned a small giggle from him as well.

"The best surprise, baby!", he kissed you once more and moved to detach from you and hold your hand, taking your purse and placing it on the side table.

"What are you working on today?", you asked, following him more into the studio and into the recording booth. There were many papers laying around the table inside since the booth had a small table and a two-seat couch since he'd direct himself from within the booth anyway.

"It's a… it's a new song. Not finished yet, let me take the papers out…", he blushed and started fumbling with the papers and it only got your curiosity to rise up.

"You always show me the process, Hyunggu. What are you hiding?", you reached for a paper but he held it above your head, some others on his other hand he hid behind himself.

"Don't be curious, Y/N", he was still blushing but masked it with a slight smirk. You pouted at him and stared at your hands, watching him unguard discreetly. When Hyunggu moved to gather all the papers in one hand you were quick and snatched a few, taking some steps back and reading them quickly.

"Ha! I wi- oh", as you began reading, you noticed the content of the song and blushed. It had to be the most explicit song he ever wrote.

"I- yeah…", he laughed awkwardly. "I wanted you to hear it when I finished…". Hyunggu sat on the couch and looked at you with a mix of embarrassment and amusement at your antics to get the papers.

"Well, it's perfect as everything you do!", you placed the papers on the table again and gently sat on his lap, legs together on his side, hands caressing his nape gently.

"Wait until you hear it!", he sounded excited and you smiled, it was beautiful to watch him talk so proudly about his work.

"Now?", you squeaked and he nodded, getting up quickly and leaving you waiting up for him.

Hyunggu went outside the booth and tapped a few times on the keyboard and the song started to resonate in the room since the headphones weren't plugged in. The melody was amazing and alluring, your body moving gently to the beat he played for you. You heard him faintly saying the lyrics over it, head following the beat, eyes closed and lost in the song. It was a beautiful sight and so attractive, the lyrics, the melody, his movements, everything made you want him even more than usual; but then, that's what he did every time you saw him.

When it was over, he pressed a few more buttons and opened the mic, smirking once more at you.

"What do you think?".

"I think I can't wait to hear the final piece… and the dance for it", you winked and he laughed, the sound beautifully loud around the room.

He left the seat in front of the computer and went to sit on the couch once more, pulling you to his lap.

"You'll be the first to hear it when I finish", he said gently and kissed your lips.

"I'll love to!", you answered and Hyunggu hummed in agreement, watching you as he caressed your sides. "So… where did the inspiration come from, huh?", you smirked at him.

He smiled and hid his face on your neck, his soft laugh tickling the skin. Your fingers ran through his hair and he exhaled. He hummed again when you tried to get his head back to look at you and you giggled at his antics.

"You know where it came from, baby", he said, finally relenting and looking back at you.

You kissed each of his cheeks and his lips, earning a smile that quickly turned smug. The hand that was on your waist circled your frame and he fully hugged you, eyes taking you in with interest.

"You know that whenever I think of you, I can't help it to think of how pretty you look when we're together…", Hyunggu was fully smirking now, moving you so you could fully straddle him on the couch. "The song came up when I was particularly missing you", his tone was teasing, breathy and you just knew you were in for something. "Had to take care of my… condition, right here on this couch because of your memories".

You hummed, going in for the kiss you knew was coming, with your eyes closed you moved so you could meet him halfway in a kiss that never came. You opened your eyes and saw his teasing face, his loose smile, and a laid-back attitude full-on display for you. Not wanting to give in, you kept caressing his hair with your fingers but straightened up, knees fully on the couch. With the pretext of adjusting yourself back straight, you wiggled, moving sideways slowly and then back and forth with a slight frown that quickly turned into a smirk at the sight of your boyfriend squirming with you and closing his eyes while biting his lips.

"If it was that nice, why don't you show me, Hyunggu?", your voice sounded deep even for your ears and he groaned lowly in his throat, one hand supporting the back of your head to pull you in for a kiss.

"No", he mumbled. You pulled back surprised, maybe you read the situation wrong. He smirked and moved until his lips met your ear, whispering slowly "I won't spend time with myself if I have you here, Y/N".

It took your breath away, both of you moving for a kiss at the same time, the need to have him was overpowering and you knew he felt the same. You moved with the kiss, his teasing never stopping, his teeth biting your lower lip and pulling, not to hurt but to drive you crazy, and it worked. His hands took the hem of your shirt and pulled, quickly getting rid of it, his eyes dropping to your covered breasts and licking his lips, hands expertly undoing your bra and throwing it somewhere.

His mouth found your nipples and licked them in turns, getting small moans out of you while you tried to get him out of his shirt as well. Hyunggu took his time pretending to not notice what you tried to do, too busy with his face on your breasts. You whined frustrated when he pulled back but it quickly faded to the sight of him panting and smiling at you, taking his shirt off smoothly.

Your kisses only grew hotter, your tongues moving together and your skin getting goosebumps. By the time he pulled your pants down to your thighs, you could feel how wet you were and how hard he was, your lower bodies moving on their own accord, desperate for release already.

"How come when I'm with you, I get so desperate so easily?", you whispered into his kiss, grinding down on him.

"I can say the same, baby", he bit your neck gently and then nudged your nose with his own. "Lay down for me".

You didn't have to hear twice to follow, getting up and sitting next to him, laying your body partly on the armrest until he got up and you could slide down on the couch. Hyunggu took your pants off all the way, teasing with the lace on your panties and making you squirm before taking it out completely. He stood there looking at you for a few seconds before something outside the booth got his attention and he smirked, looking down at you with a new kind of malice in his eyes.

Before you could ask what was happening, he took his pants and underwear off, kneeling on the couch in front of you. He kissed you, then, with fervor, hands massaging your breasts and you bit your lip to contain your moans.

"Oh no. That won't do", Hyunggu pulled away from you and placed his index finger on your lips. "I want to hear you moaning for me", he took his finger out and placed them at your slit, sliding up and down lazily, "Can you do that?".

You nodded eagerly, moaning seconds after when his finger entered you easily with how wet you were. He smirked at you, watching you move with his finger in amazement. When he took his finger out, he placed it on his mouth, moaning around the digit that was covered in your juices and you moaned along. Your legs snaked around his waist and pulled him closer, a smile plastered on your lips mirroring his. Hyunggu entered you carefully but you could feel how desperate he was for you as well, his cock throbbing inside of you.

Your hips moved up when he finally was completely inside of you and you moaned loudly, him taking the lead and thrusting deep inside of you, hands gripping the armrest on the couch. He picked up a rhythm easily and you writhed under him, his thrusts being slow and deep, his eyes locked on yours.

Every time he moved back, taking himself almost completely out and pushed inside at once and deep you moaned, head falling back even if you tried to look right back at him. How could not, he was the embodiment of lust, hair falling on his face, sweaty and panting, muscles trembling from the effort. Your hands wandered all over his torso, leaving a trail of nail marks, making Hyunggu hiss and thrust harder inside of you.

It wouldn't take long for you to orgasm and you knew he was right there with you, so you made the choice to sit up a bit, clenching around him and using your forearms behind you to support your upper body, face going straight to his neck and collarbones, leaving kisses, licks and bites all over. Hyunggu supported himself on one arm and placed his hand on your neck, holding on strongly to guide you to a heated kiss, the new angle of your bodies taking you both to the edge quickly.

He moaned your name against your mouth and you did the same, following his name with loud moans and a chant of his name as he made you cum with a very hard and deep thrust. You heard him let out praises to you, whispered just for your ears to hear. He came like that, your name on his lips and arms shaking above you.

When Hyunggu collapsed on top of you, he promptly started to give your face plenty of kisses, nuzzling against your face, your collarbone, and your chest, your hands caressing his hair and face, placing a few strands of hair behind his ear. The only sound you could hear was both of your breathing trying to go back to even and the distant sound of tape running.

"Hyunggu?", he hummed in answer. "What's with the tape on going outside?".

He moved again to hover above you with a smirk.

"Oh, that's just me getting the material I need for the finishing touches of the new beat you heard today".

"You recorded us?!", you wanted to shout but whispered instead. You laughed at his expression and even if that was a surprise you trusted him completely and knew it was all just a game for your boyfriend.

"I would never put you in a bad situation, Y/N. But your moaning would make a great back sound to the chorus", he winked and even if he was being playful, you knew he'd respect you to no end.

"Well, I guess you have some mixing to do then, baby". He beamed at your answer and kissed you deeply once more.

"Maybe later", he said, body moving directly on top of you once more. "I don't think I have enough of your moans yet".

If he gave you time, he'd know you were completely down to moan for him whenever he wanted but you only followed, still amused at your clever boyfriend.

[astralsweetness]

i know i saw you mention it somewhere but idk where... but you talked about choking kino and i NEED to see that, please.. pegging and choking

I literally have not stopped thinking about this either. I’m not even super into choking, so idk what’s happening to me 😖 Warnings: choking, mirror sex[?], pegging

The sound Hyunggu makes when you wrap your hand around his throat is a sort of raspy whine, eyelashes fluttering as he desperately tries to keep his eyes trained on the mirror in front of the two of you, meeting your gaze unsteadily in the reflection.

You've hooked your chin over his shoulder, bracing his back against your chest as your free hand stays a heavy weight on his lower stomach, keeping him pressed down onto you, as deep as possible. He's tried to stop squirming but has largely failed, always so sensitive, every small movement causing the tip to drag against his prostate.

"Just look at you." Your voice is a whisper, but an order - his dark eyes are almost black, blown wide with lust, but you watch the way he unsteadily shifts his attention from your face to his own body. Something about the way your hand looks around his neck must get to him because he gasps softly at the view, reaching up with one hand to carefully trail his fingers along your knuckles. Hyunggu does it with all the reverence in the world, and you reward him by tightening your grip for a moment.

His cock jumps when you do, red and shiny with need, another large drop of pre-cum leaking from the tip to drip into the steadily growing mess in front of him. His lips are shiny and kiss-bitten, parted in some type of tortured bliss. Hyunggu is just so beautiful like this.

"Don't you think you look good?" You know he won't answer - can't answer - but let the question hang in the air for a few moments anyway before continuing. You can feel the way he's shaking under the hand on his stomach, his muscles straining to stay still. "I think I want to fuck you now." And he responds viscerally to that, cock jerking again as his eyes shut completely. "On your back, so I can keep my hand around your pretty neck. What do you think, Ggu? Does that sound good to you, sweetheart?"

You only lighten your grip for a few seconds, but it's enough for him to wheeze out a pleading "yes" that has you pressing a tender kiss to his cheek in promise.

[roniscloud]

kino nsfw headcanons

kino nsfw headcanons: 

switch dom lean

both soft and hard dom

loves when you play with his hair

wall sex and shower sex are two of his favorites

a little more reserved tho

clothed sex. more specifically you wearing his clothes

harder thrusts

god with his fingers. yeah just yeah

goal is to make you scream and see you shake.

loves when you give him lap dances

lowkey think he would be into degrading

but still would have cute nicknames

loves to hold your tits for some reason

originally written: 6 november 2020

[clareisa]

Not That Innocent -「Kang Hyunggu/Kino」 - smut

Request (anon request): something about pentagon kino this comeback era has me feeling hot in so many ways. could you write something about him maybe showing his dominant side? like he doesn’t care about fucking you while the other members are at the dorm and insist on making you as vocal as possible so you know who you belong to 🥵

A/N: well, Kino is a wild card. Hope I wrote this as good as you imagined, sweetie.

Genre: Romance, smut

Words: 4,3k

Warning: This contains NSFW content. Do not engage in my works if you are underage. Read to your own discretion

- gifs are not mine, credits to rightful owners

- English is not my first language, so please, excuse my mistakes

    You and Hyunggu was the cutest couple human eye could ever see. Always smiling at each other, complimenting each other and being glued to each other’s bodies all the time. You were so adorable and innocent around people that everyone thought you two can’t be doing any dirty things. They just couldn’t imagine such softies as you two doing anything like that. Sure, you were adults, but still. Hyunggu always got teased by his members for it since you both were kinda shy about PDA and they never saw you making out or simply just kiss longer than a peck. 

  He never told you that it was bothering him and he always just laughed or brushed it away with a simple shrugging of his shoulders. It wasn’t bugging him a bit at the beginning since he knew you two had a very satisfying and rich intimate life. But he never felt the need to show off and be loud. Plus, he loved when there was just you two and he didn’t need to worry about anything. Just loving you and worshipping your body was enough for him. 

  But these last days his members were teasing him way too much. Especially after this comeback. Saying how dark and sexy he is in the music video but he is not able to do it with his own girlfriend. But as always, he ignored their stupid teasing words. The only thing that was bothering him about the teasing was how some of them were talking about you. Especially Hongseok and Wooseok. The two men never hid their attraction to you ever since you got to know them. Always inconspicuously flirting with you and walking “accidentally” around half-naked every time you were in the dorms. 

  But Hyunggu always calmed down when you told him that the two fine men never got any effect on you. Hearts in your eyes always showed just when you were looking at him. Just he could make you blush, make you feel save and loved. 

  Today you were on a sleepover in your boyfriend’s dorm. You came on the time and the door was opened by smiling Hoetaek. He greeted you warmly as he slipped back his messy dark blue hair. With a smile helped you with the bags of food you brought. There was a lot. When you entered the living room you could already see Yanan and his girlfriend running around and cleaning the mess after the guys living there, making sure everything is clean, pretty and ready for the movie night which should start very soon. When she saw you she smiled like if you were an angel. 

  “Y/N! Oh my God! Finally another woman. I would become crazy if I would be here with just the guys.” she chuckled and hugged you tightly, laying your head on her shoulder. You giggled and hugged her back. She quickly became one of your best friends since she started dating Yanan a couple months ago. You were happy that you finally won’t be the only girl at sleepovers. It was hard with 9 men around.

  “Oh come on. I see that you are doing great. And you have the best helper.” you giggled when Yanan hugged her from the back, making her jump a little in surprise. She slapped his hands around her waist in a loving manner but he didn’t move, not wanting to let her go. 

  “You should go to your man. He is walking around at least an hour already, worrying where you are and repeating on and on that he already need to see you.” she winked at you. Blush immediately painted your cheeks. She and Yanan was the only one who didn’t tease you simply because they were both sweethearts. They were teased because of the same reason as you and Hyunggu but much less because Yanan always embarrassed them by his savage remarks or his girlfriend simply hit their heads. 

  “Of course. Where is he?” you asked, excited to see your man. 

  “In his room. Waiting for you.” Yanan smiled and pointed to the direction of Hyunggu’s door. You nodded and with a wide grin on your face, you started making small happy steps to the direction of your boyfriend’s door. Hongseok appeared on the scene and when he saw where are you going he whistled. 

  “Be careful tigress! Your baby boy might not be prepared for that dress.” he grinned when Wooseok was suddenly standing next to him, just nodded, “He is too shy. But I know what I would do with you.” the maknae laughed, winking at you. Today they were even bolder than before and you once again tried to act like you don’t mind and you don’t understand what they mean by their flirty remarks.

  Soon both of their heads was hit from the back by Yanan, “Shut up, you act like boys in puberty.” he frowned at them and gave you encouraging smile. You muttered thank you and continued to walk through the dorm. 

  You were always telling to Hyunggu that you didn’t mind them and their teasing. But it was the opposite. You liked them as friends but when they started teasing your boyfriend and flirting with you, you honestly felt uncomfortable. You sometimes wished they could hear how good is Hyunggu making you feel every time when you were alone. That would shut their mouths. But you knew Hyunggu wouldn’t be comfortable with it. 

  You slowly and soundlessly opened door to the Hyunggu’s room. He was sitting on his bed, his back facing you, legs crossed. You tiptoed behind him and wanted to scare him but you stopped when you saw what he was doing. He was looking at all of your photos you two took together. Some of them were just you which you and some of them you didn’t recognize. He probably took them when you weren’t looking. You almost melted when you saw his smile from the side. It was that stupid innocent smile of a man completely in love. A lot of people were jealous of you having him. He was always looking at you as if you were the only thing in the room. Girls around were scoffing at you two sometimes. Even if they had boyfriends, they never paid so much attention to them like Hyunggu did to you. 

  You quickly covered his eyes from the back and leaned down to his ear, “Guess who?” you giggled as you felt his frozen form to relax. 

  “Hmmm.” he hummed like if he was thinking hard, “The love of my life probably?” he chuckled in the sync with you. He was cheeky all the time but you loved it a lot.

  He gently took your hands down and turned to you with the brightest smile you have ever seen. Since he was still sitting on the bed he hugged you, his hands were around your hips and his head resting on your breasts. He didn’t think about it at that moment but you froze for a moment. Your cheeks became hotter as you felt his head brushing and finding the best position in the middle on your soft sensitive chest. 

  “Hey, baby.” he said in a cute voice and before he looked up with his big maroon eyes he kissed your belly through your dress. You couldn’t stop the wide smile appearing on your face. This man was too precious. You kissed the top of his head and caressed his dark silky locks. He quickly grabbed you by your hips and sat you down on his lap. You hid your blushing face to his neck as you hugged him around his shoulders. 

  “You are finally here.” he whispered happily. Hyunggu was overwhelmed with happiness when he could finally hold you in his arms and smell your light sweet natural scent. He was so cute... too cute sometimes.

  “Y/N? Are you okay?” he asked when he saw you looking to the wall, far away from the current situation. 

  You looked up and force yourself to smile, “Yes, of course, I’m okay, baby. I was just thinking about something.” you said and get back to the position you were before, now resting your head on his warm chest. You could hear his heart beating faster in his chest as you caressed his sides. 

  “About me?” he asked in hope. You hesitated for a moment and wasn’t sure if you should tell him about your worries regarding his two group mates and this evening. 

  “Well... kinda yeah.” you chuckled awkwardly, not really knowing what to say. Your body was filled up with tension and the man holding you lovingly immediately felt it.  

  “You know you can tell me anything, princess. We are not hiding any of our worries from each other. Remember?” his voice calm, as the kiss on the path in your hair.  

  You sighed heavily and looked up. Hyunggu looked at you and his sweet smile calmed you down a little. “You know... the teasing of your band members is getting worse and worse. I’m worried that it might hurt you.” you were saying while looking into his eyes and drawing small circles on his chest with tips of your fingers. 

“Don’t worry about that. It’s nothing. It’s just a stupid and childish thing to do. I don’t mind it at a-” he didn’t even finish the sentence when you interrupted him in a cold tone of your voice, “But I do. I’m so tired of it.” your face without emotion.

  Hyunggu looked down at you with a shocked face, “Babe...I didn’t know...” he didn’t know what to say. 

  “I’m just so tired of it already. I don’t care about their stupid remarks about my outfits or their weak attempts of flirting with me. They think I care about their sweaty half-naked bodies? Sometimes they really seem ridiculous to me but that is not the problem. I hate how they are mocking you. It was just stupid in the beginning but now I can’t stand it anymore. And if I would say something against it I’m sure they will just laugh and tell me to calm down because they are just joking.” you needed to stop to take a deep breath, “But that joking is going too far. I don’t like it Hyunggu.” you finished and looked straight to the eyes of your shocked boyfriend. 

  Silence filled the room and space between you two. Hyunggu was still processing all the things you just said, not knowing how to respond right at that moment. He took a deep breath and took your hands into his. His warm touch created goosebumps. He put his palm on your cheek and smiled when he felt the hot skin of your face. 

  “I didn’t know it makes you this angry. I thought you just ignored it and didn’t pay attention to it at all.” he said. You nodded, “Yes, at the beginning but it crossed the line. I just want it to stop.” you said strongly. 

  He sighed and nodded, “Okay, I’ll try to talk to them.” he smiled a little. 

  “No, Hyunggu. They won’t stop. They won’t stop until you’ll prove them wrong.” you said trying to suggest him the dirty idea that could shut all the stupid remarks and mocking. 

  “What do you mean by proving them... wrong?” he asked, careful with his words. You playfully rolled your eyes at him with a smile. “You know exactly what I mean. baby.” you smirked and pecked his lips quickly. He closed his eyes, thinking. 

  “Please, Hyunggu. I know you like the most when we are alone. Me too but...” you leaned close to his ear and your voice dropped down by one octave, “I just want to show them that we are not as innocent as they think.” you breathed out to his ear, your warm breath sending shivers down his spine. “We... w-we can’t, baby. Everyone is just behind the wall.” he said nervously. 

  “Please...” you unbuttoned slowly his dress shirt and exposed his toned torso. “Please...master.” you whispered needily as your cold hands touched the hot skin of his chest.    

  You suddenly felt him nodding. “You are right. You are absolutely right, baby. They always piss me off. How stupid they are. They are making fun of me not knowing how good you are being treated in our bed.” he said firmly. He looked at you and took off his shirt completely. “You are right, I’m gonna show them how to take care of girl right. And remind them that you are mine and only mine.” the tone of his voice dropping making you bite your lip. 

  He laid you down on his bed. When he saw you all excited but still shy by the thought of others hearing you, all his blood started rushing down to his length. The confident smirk on his face was obviously telling that he can’t wait to finally prove everyone that he is the best at making his girl scream and loving her the way she deserves. He leaned down, supporting himself of his elbows as he was above you, exploring every inch of your face. He didn’t see fear, shyness or regret. All he saw in your eyes was lust and excitement. He took your chin to his palm and from there, his fingertips started tracing your jawline, going down to your neck making you gulp. His fingers stopped at the neckline of your dress that was already quite low. 

  “Do you like this dress a lot?” he asked with a wicked smile. You already knew what he was planning so you shook your head ‘no’, making the man growl. His hands grabbed the neckline of your dress from both sides and with licking his lips he tore the fabric apart easily. You moaned thanks to the air hitting your half-naked body now covered just with the pastel pink lacy set of underwear. 

  “Fuck, baby. You look so pretty... so innocent. Like a sweet candy, like a pretty doll just for me.” he said when he threw the tore fabric of your dress to a random part of the room. “Only your doll, master.” you innocently blinked at him making him chuckle. 

  Hyunggu took your hand in a swift move and placed it on his chest. He slowly was dragging your hands further and further down, stopping at his prominent v-line. Your breath was shaking once again as you were closer to the part of him that you needed the most at that moment. Seeing his already huge bulge made your core squirm. Before you almost started drooling your boyfriend captured your lips in a heated kiss. His lips were needy, moving eagerly against yours. As he literally shoved his tongue to your mouth, you couldn’t help and release a first loud moan and tug at the hem of his sweatpants. 

  The kiss was getting sloppy. Your mixed saliva all over your lips and some even going down your chin to your neck. One of your hand went to his soft hair and started tugging, making him growling into the kiss. His wet lips moved from your mouth right above your collarbone and started to suck harshly on the sensitive skin. A needy whimper escaped past your lips and the hand that was in his hair went over your mouth. But Hyunggu didn’t like it. 

  “Moan, whimper, scream as you do normally, baby. Like if we were alone.” he chuckled, amused. After you nodded he came back to your neck and started creating more and more marks. He felt so powerful, like a wolf marking his territory. And your sinful whimpers was music to his ears. He was sure that they could hear you already. That was making him even more ambitious this evening. After leaving your neck bruised his now soft kisses were going down between your pretty breasts he loved so much. He loved to give them attention. They were pretty, tasty and his actions were making you crazy which was his favourite part. Hyunggu tugged at your bra making it grind against your already hard nipples underneath the fabric. 

  “Take it off.” you breathed out. “That’s not how you ask for something, baby doll.” he said firmly. “Please, take it off, master.” you whimpered out this time. “Good girl.” he smiled at you proudly. 

  He skilfully took off your bra and immediately started sucking harshly on one of your nipples. He kept the second one occupied by twisting it between his fingers. Your moans were loud and unstoppable at this point. It felt too good that you forgot you are in the dorms with other people. As he was doing the perfect job on your soft sensitive flesh, he started sliding your panties down to your legs. You lifted your bum for a moment so he could easily take them off. 

  He broke the contact and looked at you from above. He couldn’t believe how beautiful you were. Lustful eyes, messy hair, swollen lips, a bruised neck and a slight layer of sweat covering your heated body. It was like the artwork to him. He swore in his head that he never saw such a beautiful view in front of him. 

  He leaned down once again and connected your lips. This time slower, gentler and sweeter. One of his hands was holding your cheek and the other was exploring your body like for the first time. He loved touching every inch of your skin. The way he could feel your pulse on your neck or you shaking when he grabbed your hips. To contrast to his sweet kiss, his still clothed hips started to grind harshly against your now bare core. As you felt his arousal for the first time he broke the kiss knowing you’ll release the cutest moan. 

  “You like it, baby?” his arrogant smirk appeared on his face as he was smoothly grinding on you in a wave motions. 

  “Fuck, baby doll. I need to feel you so bad.” he moaned out slowly losing his mind in you. “Then do it already!” you whined loudly making sure everyone will hear it.   

  He stood up with a smirk and took down his pants along his boxers. His hard member bounced a little from that move and your eyes glued down between his legs. Perfect length and girth, stretching your core so deliciously every time. It was fair like his skin and veiny, only the tip was a pinkish colour making you lick your lips in anticipation. 

  “Spread legs for me.” Hyunggu’s gaze was dark and needy, ready to fuck your soul out of your body. Of course, you obeyed his words like a good girl you are. You slowly opened your legs wide apart not trying to squirm under the cold air hitting your sensitive core. Your boyfriend didn’t know how but you always could take his breath away. He almost drooled from the view of your tasty looking pussy all soaked and ready for him to destroy it. 

  “You look so beautiful.” he chuckled climbing above your body once again. He couldn’t help himself and look down between your thighs again. “I’m sorry, doll but master need to have a taste.” he gulped and quickly positioned his face in front of your leaking pussy. He spread your folds apart and spit a couple of times “Mmmm so pretty, just like my doll.” he chuckled before he buried his face between your folds. 

  “Fuck, master!” you screamed out feeling his tongue entering your hole. He was moving fast in and out with his wet muscle while his nose was grinding against your clit making you moan in bliss. He moved a little up and started teasing the bundle of nerves of yours with his tongue. At first, just gently licking like a kitten.

  “Please, more, master...ughhh. I need more of your tongue!” you didn’t hold your moans back. You saw him smirk. He gladly played with your wet folds and after that started sucking on your clit hard while still making his magic tongue work around it. He moaned out into you thanks to the taste of your juices. You grabbed his raven hair and pulled powerfully. You knew he loved it and it made him work even harder on you down there. You were already so close to cumming and he knew it. Your high pitched moans and fast hard breathing was his favourite sound in the world. 

  “Okay.” he said when he stopped his actions. You whined from the loss of the contact but became quiet when he slapped both of your inner thighs. “Pretty dolls don’t whine. They stay still and look pretty for their master. Am I right... doll?” he lifted his eyebrow. You gulped, your breath shaking. “Now, my pretty doll...” he leaned down, his face in front of yours, “Master is gonna have fun and you will use your pretty voice to show him how you love it. Clear?” he asked in darl voice. 

  “Yes, master.” you smiled sweetly, excited for the next step. 

  With a smile, he started grinding on you again. But now he makes sure his member was sliding between your folds, lubing himself. He slowly started sucking on your neck as he positioned the tip on your entrance. “Be loud for me, babydoll.” he whispered and shoved his entire length balls deep in one swift move. 

  “Fuck, Hyunggu!” you moan-screamed loud. An animalistic loud growl escaped his lips as he felt your hot tight walls hugging and swallowing his dick perfectly. You were always so tight for him and he always stretched your needy cunt so well. 

  “Shit, babydoll! Your little cunt is so tight for me every time.” he looked into your eyes, almost slid out and against shoved himself roughly in a couple of times. You screamed out of his name every single time. His hips slowly started moving in a more smooth and regular pace. His body was rolling as he was fucking into you. Your wetness was covering his member and leaking down your thighs and down to your ass. All the mixture of your juices and his saliva were making dirty noises of two bodies connecting, echoing through the room. 

  “Look at that tiny little cunt swallowing my dick so hungrily. Can’t you get enough, doll?” he asked you and sucked at your nipples for a moment. You couldn’t get out more than just desperate moans and whimpers. Your head and body in the fire thanks to how good he was making you feel. 

  “I asked something you something, you little cockslut!” he growled and spanked your chest. “Mhmm! Yes, master” I can’t get enough of your cock, I can’t get enough of you. Please, please harder!” you moaned out, tears or pleasure forming in the corner of your eyes. 

  “That’s my pretty little doll.” his wicked smile was back as his thrusts became sharper, faster and much harder. 

  Suddenly your back arched and desperate sob left your mouth along with his name, “Hyunggu!” you couldn’t stop it. This made him proud and even more desperate to make you cum, “Found it, doll.” he chuckled and started hitting the same sensitive spot over and over, each time harder. 

  “Master! Master, fuck! I-...I’m so c-close!” your voice tired and your throat hurting. 

  “Come for me, doll! Come all over master’s cock. Don’t be shy, beautiful.” his encouraging hot words were echoing in your head and pushing you even closer to your orgasm. “I’m so close too! I’m gonna paint your tight walls with my seed, babydoll. Would you like that?” he asked and bite your neck to tone down his own noises. You couldn’t form a sentence as the familiar feeling in your lower belly was coming. You just nodded fastly. Soon his thrusts become sloppy and less regular. You could feel his cock twitching inside, ready to cum. With a loud moan, you reached your high... but it was different. The pleasure took all over you and by the way how Hyunggu stopped his action you knew something was off. You looked down and saw just your shocked boyfriend.

  Hyunggu couldn’t believe this happened. You cummed like this for the first time. You squirted all over his dick, your and his legs. “Fuck, babydoll. You are so beautiful.” he was breathless. But the twitching in his own member made him come back to the earth. He slipped in once again and started abusing your sensitive walls. Your whines were so cute. “Just a moment, doll.” he moaned out very close to his own orgasm. As he knew it was coming he slipped out and pumped out his cum all over your pussy, painting the pretty rose with the thick whiteness. 

  “All mine... my beautiful innocent doll.” he breathed out with smile looking at him marking his territory. He then laid down next to you and kissed your lips sweetly. Lust disappeared from his eyes now full of tenderness. “Let’s go to shower, love. Maybe we just didn’t see the beginning of the movie. “ he kissed your nose and helped you to the bathroom attached to his room. You both relaxed in the shower and changed into clean clothes. Well in your case you just stole your boyfriend’s big hoodie. 

  As you walked to the living room everyone stayed silent. Everyone, except Yanan and his girlfriend who was smirking at you both, were speechless and couldn’t even look at you two. Hyunggu calmly sat down on the big couch and sat you down on his lap. 

  “Sorry for being late, guys. I guess we lost the track of the time,” he smirked at his band members. “Right, love?” he kissed your lips sweetly and then covered you both in a soft blanket. You almost burst in laughter when you saw Hongseok’s and Wooseok’s red faces and their slight erection which they were trying to hide with pilows. They finally get to know you two are not as innocent as they thought. 

[ultadachi]

[9:18pm] “that’s it, just like that,” kino breathed, his head dropped back against the back of his chair as his fingers pushed through your hair. his eyes were closed, biting his bottom lip. “you’re doing so well, baby.”

you kept trying to do things that prompted your boyfriend to either praise you or to let out a moan. his fingers would fist your hair before quickly loosening, reminding himself to be gentle with you. he was working on a new song for his soundcloud, but that somehow turned into him teaching you how to blow him because you were inexperienced -- which was something he found to be cute, but he found he enjoyed teaching you everything far too much.

“keep going,” he moaned, opening his eyes to look down at you between his legs, “i’m so close, _____. fuck--”

seeing you looking up at him wide-eyed with his cock in your mouth was enough to send him over the edge. his eyes squeezed shut as he came down your throat with almost a whine, his hands moving from your hair to dig his nails into the arms of his leather chair. you swallowed despite the taste that took you off guard, pulling off of his length and wiping your mouth off with the back of your hand.

“did i do okay?” you asked softly.

kino chuckled, opening his eyes and reaching out to cup your cheek, “absolutely.”

(ahem @neverknewgrey2016 suffer)

[huihuiheart]

In Bed - Kang Kino

Y’all ready for this ride? This my fucking man (well him and Cai Xukun...and Junhui, but I’m doing them too so......)! We’ll see if I ever finish this or if things keep being added.....oof...

Requests: Open for this, if you want an aesthetic included it’ll take longer.

NSFW Description Below:

BDSM Test Results:

100% - Exhibitionist 100% - Degrader 100% -Voyeur 100% - Rigger 100% - Sadist 100% - Experimentalist 99% - Non-monogamist 98% - Switch 97% - Brat tamer 92% - Master/Mistress 91% - Dominant 90% - Degradee 84% - Masochist 78% - Rope bunny 78% - Boy/Girl 76% - Primal (Prey) 75% - Pet 74% - Owner 72% - Daddy/Mommy 64% - Submissive 62% - Primal (Hunter) 59% - Brat 50% - Ageplayer 50% - Slave 1% - Vanilla

..............I’ma need a few moments..........

Description:

So........if that didn’t scare you away it’s description time, but also like that should be a pretty fair warning of what is to come.

This man has 6 100% in his results and each of those is well deserved. Exhibitionist and Voyeur are pretty explanatory if you’ve seen how he performs and his personality. Let’s be real for a moment.......if he was not an idol there is a 90% chance he would have gotten into porn and I stand by that statement. Very VERY open about anything sexual in all ways shapes and forms (being open? or different types of sexual? ...the answer is yes). Degrader, let me explain something.....you see his smug ass when he’s on stage and people screaming over his thrusts and that tongue? He gets off on that (once again he’s open about sexual stuff) and him getting off on that feeds the side of him that is a degrader.....like he knows and gets off on how easy he can have you melting and he will not hesitate at all to call you any name in the book as he talks to you and mocks you for how easy he has you dripping for him. Rigger, he loves rigging you up while you’re all dressed up pretty for him, so prepare to lose a lot of clothes. He likes the fact that he can tie you up and leave you there with a toy while he goes to other parts of the house. Will do it when the boys are coming over and will leave the door open, with you ungagged. Sadist, this mad has such a big pain kink!!!! (Giving and receiving) In part it’s because he loves the evidence that pain leaves behind, smudged makeup, tears, and marks on such pretty precious skin. Experimentalist, listen there is only one way you get this kinky and that’s from playing around with things. And even after trying so much he’s still willing to try literally anything else.

99% Non-Monogamist, it would not be unlikely at all that you would be in an open relationship with him. Though what I see being more likely is a poly relationship and/or you two often inviting others into the bedroom to participate in literally anyway possible. 

98% Switch, this man will literally switch anytime. You just made him cum and are pushing your subby boy into overstim and the next thing you know your face is in the mattress, ass marked up as he’s pounding you from behind calling you his slut. THERE IS NO WARNING WITH HIM!

97% Brat Tamer- I swear the only two things you need for him to have a thing for you is 1. to be putty to his advances and 2. a bratty side. He LOVES to break little brats and will do ANYTHING to tame you and he’ll do it over and over again, so it might help if you’re a little stubborn too.

92% Master, so in all honesty I don’t think what you call him while he doms would really make a ton of difference to Hyunggu. He likes roleplaying, so it’s less the title of master and more of what it entails. He likes the control that it means he has as master in the bedroom.

91% Dominant, so he is 98% switch but his power kink means he’s a dom lean. So as much as he has to have a sub side every so often in the bedroom he’ll still dom more often than not. (It also means you best be prepared for punishment and sex that’s rough as it comes.)

90% Degradee, even when he’s doming he loves being degraded. He takes it as a sign of your brat showing and it gets him off (also man knows he a hoe and he likes when you make him face that fact).

84% Masochist, I’ll say it again......PAIN KINK!!!!! Only with receiving it is more focused on the marks then with giving pain. He loves being able to see all the signs left behind across his skin for days to come so that he can remember every second of what you did together.

78% Rope bunny, a little less likely to dress up for you, but he enjoys feeling exposed and vulnerable, especially when you both have guests over. (Tip, he likes being gagged like this too not to trap sounds, but because he feels filthier when his spit gets everywhere.)

78% Boy, I’m going to say this is like master for him in the sense that because he likes roleplay it’s how he feels in the role. It’s not specific to the title nor does it really determine things outside of sex life. Though he does have a smaller preference for boy and master as names.

Primal(Prey) and Primal(Hunter), just going to do them both together. He does like either when he’s in the mood. However, this is more for his subby side. Once again it has to do with him liking to feel exposed and vulnerable, like you’ve trapped him. Though get his switch to flip and he’ll turn around and make you suddenly feel very trapped too.

75% Pet, this is one of the times when he will dress up for you. First started as him mocking you about it and then he got put into his place and realized he had a bit of a kink for it. (Will still put on ear/a collar and give you a little teasing smirk to mess with you though.)

74% Owner, that’s right he pretty much likes you being his little pet just as much as he likes being yours. Likely one of the most common roleplays the two of you do in the bedroom. The amount of toys you have to go along with it is quite incredible to.....quite an impressive collection.

72% Daddy, not the top of his list though as I said titles really aren’t a huge thing to him. It’s more of how he feels in that role. (and he still 72% daddy so let’s be real....he’s still very easily daddy) If he finds out you have a daddy kink though.....this percentage would probably go up considering he’d love using your kinks against you....so good luck with that...

64% Submissive, that’s right after all those other things here’s his submissive side. He’s around 64% but he will switch out of the blue like I said. Because he’s a dom lean (and the kinks he has) he likes being forced to sub most of the time, but also would think it’s fun to teach you how to dom if you’re interested but don’t have a lot of experienced.

59% Brat, more mocks you than is a true brat, but that doesn’t mean that his brat side will definitely show face fairly often. Especially if it’s something he can use to fluster you and make you blush cause then it gives him something to mock you about too......

50% Ageplayer, more of for his roleplaying tastes like other things, but honestly he is a really open person so he’d probably be open to it as something other than just roleplaying as well. (There is no kink shaming with him and he will accommodate to your kinks somewhat too...or find someone to invite who will..) 

50% Slave, has to be more in the mood to really be in the slave role and as much as he likes being put in his place that role of slave doesn’t show up as often as others though. If it does make an appearance though he does to an extent like watersports (more so giving, but still........)

1% Vanilla, he doesn’t see much point to vanilla. Note, if you want your first time together to be vanilla he’ll be fine with that (it definitely doesn’t have to be though). Also, if you’re inexperienced and need to experiment some he’ll be okay with more vanilla too, it’s mostly just that you’re willing to try things (and/or let him invite someone for his kinky side). He’ll be patient as he learn what you like and what he’s looking for, it’s just that he’ll get easily bored with vanilla.

................what the heck did I just write.............

[baby-iloveyou]

A private afterparty

pairing: Kang Hyunggu from Pentagon x gn!reader genre: smut; university!fic warnings: university!hyunggu, a lot of tongue and cheek, Hyunggu is a teasing little bastard, friendly 'bullying' and teasing, drinking alcohol, a lot of 'sex with your mum' jokes, swearing, bisexual!hyunggu summary: Kang Hyunggu was one of the members of your project group, and he's also one of the most loved people in your year. You're good friends with him, and after this party you decide to hang out just a bit longer. It just isn't a very common way of hanging out when you're friends... word count: 5.7k writer notes: my longest piece so far! this is heavily inspired on an event that did actually happen to me so i really hope you enjoy! it was definitely fun to write ;)

You were finally done! The group project you had to work on had been handed in. “Thank fuck that’s done, now we just have the presentation left. But the biggest obstacle is behind us!” You sent in the groupchat. Jinho, your group’s mentor, almost instantly replied: “Good job guys, do you want to grab some dinner together to celebrate? There is also a beach party starting at around 8PM so we could go there afterwards too. We might be a bit later than the actual start but that should be alright.” Dinner together and a party afterwards sounded like a good idea to you, and to most of your group mates as well.

One of your group mates was Kang Hyunggu. Almost everyone from your year knew him, the handsome funny guy from the orientation week. How many times had you heard his name as a whisper from the people sitting behind you when you were seated in the café of your faculty. And now you were good friends with him because of the group project. At first, you didn’t want to admit that he was the full package. However, the more you started talking to him and got closer to him, you could understand why everyone was in love with this guy. His face literally seemed as if it was from an artwork, his face would be the definition of ‘beauty’ in a dictionary. He was tall, and his body proportions were amazing. Not only that, but his frame was also nicely shaped since he danced every single day. He’s a confident man, who loves to tease and joke around. Not an opportunity slips past him to crack some stupid joke or to mess with you just for the sake of teasing.

And you had to admit, all his teasing made you feel weak. It made you fall in love with him.

You loved being teased, although it would seem like you were getting annoyed with it. In reality, you would just try to deny the fact that you did like it. That was the fun in it; if he would’ve known you didn’t mind the teasing, he probably would’ve stopped. And that’s not what you were after.

“Are you guys also going to the beach party from Viking tonight?” You sent in the groupchat with your friends. “My project group and I are grabbing dinner together and then we’re going so if any of you are coming, let me know!” After you had sent the message, another message from the project group came in. “Where should we meet up?” Yanan asked, followed by a response from Yuto, who suggested getting some burgers at the new place in the city centre. Everyone agreed and you would be meeting each other in a few hours.

“I am planning on going so I’ll see you later Y/N! Don’t forget to bring some drinks, I believe they’re not providing those at the party”, your friend Bora sent in the groupchat. You were getting excited, it had been a while since you had gone out for a party. You took the time to get dressed, and wear something you felt confident in, and got ready to leave when it was almost time for dinner.

When you arrived, you saw Hyunggu, Shinwon and Changgu standing in front of the restaurant already. “Hey guys!” You shouted out so they saw you arriving. “Hey there Y/N!” Changgu replied. You parked your bike next to a tree and walked over to the group. “How is everyone doing now that we’ve finished the report?” Shinwon grinned and said: “Pretty good, I’m so glad we’re done.” Everyone nodded agreeingly. “We’re just waiting for the rest, we could also go inside beforehand and wait there?” Hyunggu suggested, which everyone found a good idea. He sent out a message to the groupchat, informing the rest who hadn’t arrived yet that the four of you would be waiting inside for them and followed you inside.

Once the entire group was complete and was seated, your mentor had a little speech prepared. “Everyone worked extremely hard on this report, I’m so very proud of you guys for writing such a good piece. Now it’s time to drink some drinks and party until we can’t anymore! Cheers guys!” You raised your glass, clinking it with every other glass (that you could reach from your position at the table) before taking a big gulp. Everyone started talking to each other about everything and nothing at the same time, and there was a jolly atmosphere. You were enjoying this evening a lot.

However, this is where Hyunggu had decided to start messing around with you. “Do you think you can finish that entire glass with your height? Don’t you think you’re a bit too young for that?” He poked out his tongue and smirked, knowing that his words affected you. He just didn’t know in what way they affected you. “I might be shorter than you, and a few months younger than you, but that doesn’t mean I can’t drink.” You said, while jokingly rolling your eyes. “Is that so? What about we see who can chug a bottle quicker later at the party? I want to see this with my own eyes, I want to see you lose with my own eyes.” Hyunggu said, as he softly bit the inside of his lower lip. This man will drive me insane with how insanely good-looking he is, you thought to yourself. You weren’t the one to say no to a challenge, so while leaning back into the couch, arms crossed, you said: “Challenge accepted”, while staring right into his eyes and a tiny smirk popping up on your face.

It was now about an hour later. Everyone had finished their food, and half of the group was already tipsy. You, Hyunggu and Hongseok weren’t a part of that group. You were saving your all for the challenge that would happen later that night. “If everyone has had enough, we can start moving to the beach?” Jinho proposed to the group. Everyone agreed, and after paying for the food, the entire group was standing outside, ready to leave for a good party. “Shit, I still need to get some drinks. You guys can go ahead though, I’ll get there by myself!” You shouted, realising you didn’t buy any drinks yet. “Are you sure, Y/N?” Jinho asked to make sure you would be alright. “I’ll stay with Y/N, we’ll make sure to keep you updated”, someone from behind you said to Jinho. And you knew that voice all too well - Kang Hyunggu. “Alright, stay safe you two. We’ll see you showing up later!” The mentor said before taking off on his bicycle, following the rest of the group.

“My god, I cannot believe you.” You say, with a smile on your face and rolling your eyes at Hyunggu when you turned around to face him. “Are you this obsessed with me already after a 7-week period?” You smirk at the man, now standing in front of you. Hyunggu snorts. “Nah, I just like annoying you because you have the best reactions out of anyone.” “Well, thanks I guess.” You walk into the store and head right to the liquor aisle. “Which beer do you fancy chugging tonight?” You ask Hyunggu. “Which one do you hate?” “Are you really planning on trying to win in an unfair way? Pfft!” You huff at him, acting out disbelief on your face. “Well, then which one do you love? I’ll prove to you that flavour doesn’t matter.” He winked at you, a smirk slowly showing again. You muttered out a “yeah, sure” before grabbing a few bottles and heading over to the cash register to pay.

“Do you know which way we have to go? Then I don’t have to use Google Maps.” You asked Hyunggu. Mistake number one: don’t ask him any serious questions. “I think it’s where your home is.” You looked up at him, confusion showing in your eyes. “Well, your mum is there and I think I’d have a great night.” He winked, a smug smirk with his teeth showing. You punched him in the arm. “God, stop it with the ‘your mum’ jokes. That one was horrible!” You snickered. In the meantime, you had googled the address that Jinho sent in your groupchat and had figured out the route. “ Let’s go loser, or we’ll be even later.”

During this 15-minute bike ride, Hyunggu could not stop cracking ‘your mum’ jokes. Mistake number two: don’t tell him to stop doing a certain thing, because he will keep going. The only thing you could do was sigh every time. He just kept on going. And going. And they somehow got worse over time (you didn’t think that was possible, considering they were already terrible from the start). “Did you know my height isn’t the only thing that’s big? Bet your mum would like that.” “What if I become your step-father? I think your mum would want to marry me.” They just became sillier and sillier. Once you arrived at the beach, you could not park your bike quick enough to escape the endless stream of ‘your mum’ jokes.

“Bora, help me, Hyunggu is just making sex jokes about my mum and he’s being annoying!” You whined at your best friend, who had been here since the beginning of the party and was slightly tipsy at the moment. She couldn’t help but laugh. “Typically Hyunggu. I can’t help you much with that, sweetheart.” Hyunggu caught up with you, and Hongseok joined you and Bora as well. The campfire behind you was a source of warmth, but it was still terribly cold. Who decided to host a beach party in the middle of October?

“Are you ready to get owned, Ggu?” You taunted him, slightly turning your head to seem intimidating. It didn’t work. Hyunggu stuck out his tongue and looked off in the distance as a reaction. “Do you still really believe I will lose?” His eyes now focused on your face, and your eyes to be more specific. You avoided his gaze, opened your bottle and raised it. “Do you want to bet something on this?” Your eyes now looked back up to his eyes, awaiting his response. He raised one eyebrow, intrigued at your offer. “Do you have any interesting offers?” You stayed silent for a few seconds to think. “If you win, you get to see a photo of my mum that you so dearly want to fuck. If I win, you stop with the ‘your mum’ jokes.” You prompted. “Alright. Good luck, friend.” Bora and Hongseok counted down for your start to be fair. “Three… Two… One… Drink!” You raised the bottle to your lips, letting the liquid flow into your mouth, Hyunggu doing the same.

It was a close battle, but in the end, Hyunggu won. You let out a big sigh, a tad disappointed that you couldn’t boast to him that you won a chugging battle against him. “What a sweet drink, bet your mum tastes even sweeter than this! And I’ll guess that is a victory for me, how unexpected!” He let out, in a very sarcastic tone. Your hand rubbed over your face, admitting defeat. “Whatever, you were just lucky. But a deal’s a deal, so I’ll show you a picture of my mum.” You pulled out your phone out of your jacket’s pocket, looking for a photo where your mum was clearly visible. “Here you go, Hyunggu. Are you satisfied now?” You held the phone in front of his face. “Okay, to be honest, not my type, but that doesn’t stop me from cracking all those jokes.” He stuck out his tongue again, and at this point, you were sure he was so full of himself, confidence radiating off of him now that he beat you. And frustratingly enough, it was attractive. It was so hot, seeing him in his element so much, his hair slightly damp from the mist in the air. He was so fucking hot. And you couldn’t help the dirty thoughts that were flooding your mind.

“Oh man, I knew you were short but wow, you’re a real shorty!” Hyunggu grinned. You were standing in a circle-ish formation, and unfortunately, you were standing at the bit where the sand was slightly lower, making the height difference between you and Hyunggu even bigger. It also did not help that Hongseok had now joined in with Hyunggu, making comments about your height. You bit on your tongue, taking a step closer to the man standing across from you. Your face got closer and closer to his, until you were only inches away from each other. This entire time, you held eye contact with him. “I cannot believe you.” You chuckled. “Could you just shut up for a moment?” Your tongue poked out of your mouth, still biting on it.

Hyunggu did not move backwards at all. He stayed perfectly still where he was standing. You actually expected him to back away, but the fact that he didn’t was attractive. Anything this guy did was attractive and it annoyed you. Why did he not move a fucking inch? It drove you crazy. “Where’s the fun in that, though? I like teasing you, like I said earlier. Don’t you remember?” He copied your expression, his smile turning into a smirk as always. “Hey, either get a room or stop with this sexual tension. Hongseok and I are still here, remember?” Bora interrupted your little staring competition. You slowly widened the gap between you and Hyunggu again, while saying: “Do you really think I’d have sex with him when he’d rather fuck my mum?” Hyunggu snickered. “I see you’ve caught on with the ‘your mum’ jokes. I thought you hated them so much?” Your eyes were lasering a hole into his face. “Don’t make me strangle you.” He jokingly held up his hands next to his head.

“Guys, I do have to catch a bus so I’ll get going now.” Bora exclaimed after an hour. It was getting late, and so the rest of you also decided to leave with her. The four of you all cycled together to the station, you and Hyunggu paying extra attention to Bora and Hongseok since they were drunk and you didn’t want your friends to fall off their bikes.

Once you arrived at the station, you were about to say your goodbyes to each other, when Hongseok said the following: “I know this is out of the blue, but I just want to place a bet real quick.” Everyone looked at him with curiosity. “I’m almost certain you two…”, pointing at both you and Hyunggu, “...you are gonna fuck tonight. There’s no way around it.” Bora cackled and agreed with Hongseok, also betting on it. The only appropriate response to this was to laugh it off, you thought. “They are drunk, they don’t know what they’re talking about.” Hyunggu said to you. “You’re right, haha.” Secretly, you were wishing Bora and Hongseok were right.

“I’ll see you guys soon! Have a good night!” You waved Bora and Hongseok goodbye. Bora had to catch her bus, and Hongseok just went home. This left you and Hyunggu alone, right next to the station. “Ah, that was fun.” You said to Hyunggu, expecting some snarky joke about how your mum would also be a lot of fun. But he didn’t. “It really was. That one beer you picked out was really nice, by the way.” He indirectly complimented you? This was new. You weren’t used to this. “What’s this? You’re being nice to me? I didn’t know you could do that?” He rolled his eyes. “Just because I choose not to, doesn’t mean I can’t actually be very nice to you. And isn’t that what friends do? Bully each other in a friendly way?” You couldn’t believe his words. You knew he genuinely respected you, but to hear him confirm it was so… sweet. “I guess you’re right, yeah. It is honestly quite fun when you tease me like that. It’s a fun dynamic.” You smile at him, making him smile as well.

An hour had passed, and you were actually having a regular conversation. No teasing (okay, some teasing, because it IS still Hyunggu in the end), just talking casually about what your lives had been up to in the last few weeks outside of the project. It was nice. You felt so comfortable with him, as if you had known him for much longer than 7 weeks. And you assumed he felt the same way, seeing his comfortable stance and the way he talked to you.

Another hour passed. It was now 2AM, and you were freezing. The mist had gotten even thicker, and you could barely see 50 metres away from you. After two hours of standing outside, you saw some lights approaching. Two people cycled past you, and Hyunggu, after they were far enough away from you two, said: “They are gonna fuck, for sure. No doubt about that. Did you see the eyes of that guy? He’s needy as fuck.” You raised your eyebrow at him. “Yeah, sure they are. What about those three in the distance?” You pointed at the three heads you saw through the window of an apartment. He looked up and giggled. “I don’t know about them. I mean, maybe?” It prompted him to ask you: “Do you think you’d be interested in threesomes?”

The question caught you off-guard. You didn’t think you would be outside at 2AM, talking to Kang Hyunggu out of all people, about threesomes out of all subjects. “I think I’d like it? I mean, extra pleasure at the same time? But it has to be with the right people.” He nodded. “If it’s with the right people, I would give it a try. But otherwise, I think I’m good.”

The conversation slowly drifted to more sexual topics, like your sexual preferences and kinks. “I used to be just into women, but I came to the realisation that I like other genders as well a year or two ago.” The casual coming-out from Hyunggu either confirmed that he trusted you or that he was comfortable with his sexuality. Or both. Either way, it made you happy that he shared it with you. “Honestly, as long as they are up for squishing my ass, we’re good.” He laughed. “Oh, so you’re into that huh?” You raised an eyebrow at him while smirking. “Perhaps I am.” He winked back at you.

“Were you a horny teen?” You asked him, while snickering at the question. He scoffed. “Make a guess, Y/N. I’m a guy who loves to make sex jokes. What do you think?” You chuckled at his answer. “Okay, I guess that's clear then.” “What about you? Were you?” You were slightly hesitant at first to answer, but after a few seconds you said: “Yes, it was honestly terrible how horny I was back in the day.” You were rewarded with a Hyunggu laugh. “Okay, so what about now? Are you still as horny? Did you play games like truth or dare as well?” “I’ve never played truth or dare as in, the sexual version, no. And I’d like to think I’m not stuck anymore in the ‘only thinking about sex’ loop.” You chuckled. “Do you want to play truth or dare then? It’s funny, I swear.”

Why were you playing truth or dare with your very attractive, hot, handsome friend, in the midst of the night, outside while it was freezing? You didn’t know entirely why. You didn’t know what in you thought it was a good idea to say yes to his proposal to play truth or dare. Although he did say he would keep it PG, you weren’t sure whether you wanted him to stay PG. The way he had been constantly teasing you made you extremely needy for him, for his touch. It made you feel pathetic, wanting to feel his cock inside you so badly. Yet here you were, playing ‘PG truth or dare’ in the cold, at 3AM.

“Was there a moment where you really hated me?” Hyunggu asked, an expecting look in his eyes. “About… 5 hours ago? When you were just going on and on with the ‘your mum’ jokes?” He cackled, his eyes closing from laughing. “Be honest though, some of them were really good”, he paused, “just like me in bed when I’m fucking your mum.” You punched his side, in disbelief but also not surprised at all. “What’s up with the ‘I’m keeping this game PG’? Did you forget about that?” You smiled. “It’s mostly been PG, and I was just stating the truth, mind you.” You raised your eyebrows at him, staring at him, your mouth agape. You were speechless. He didn’t pay too much attention to your state, asking you whether you wanted a truth or a dare. “Truth.” “Now that I’ve already made a sexual remark, can I just ask anything?” You nodded. Sure, what was the worst thing he could ask? “Are you horny right now?”

You raised your eyebrows again, this time in disbelief. Did he actually just ask that? What the fuck? “I… I…” You couldn’t talk. It felt as if all the words you knew had suddenly vanished from your memory. “If you don’t want to answer that question, then that-” “Yes, I am. Very horny, even.” It left Hyunggu silent. What was the point of asking that question? You imagined him teasing you with the information, but he just… stood there. He had said nothing about it. No teasing, nothing that provoked you. It felt out of place. And the silence was killing you.

“Truth or dare?” It was his turn to pick one. It was the first time after a minute that your eyes met again. “Dare.” Hyunggu said, just a bit louder than a whisper, but not as loud as normal speech. You, trying to lighten up the mood a bit again, jokingly said: “If you’re so desperate for fucking my mum, then do whatever you want to do with her to me.” It obviously was a joke, you could easily tell from your tone. But Hyunggu stayed silent, eyes locked with yours, inching closer and closer without breaking eye contact. So close even, that your foreheads and noses were touching each other.

You could feel your body burning, your lust growing with every step he took. At some point it didn’t even feel like it was freezing anymore. It suddenly felt like it was the middle of summer with how hot you were getting. Your mind was racing with thoughts, until they were interrupted by Hyunggu speaking up.

“And what if I prefer doing you instead?”

He said that. He actually said that. You could not believe your ears. You could feel the butterflies in your stomach, but also the burning feeling in your lower area. Kang Hyunggu said that he wanted to fuck you. You caught him staring at your lips and were able to pull away just in time. “Please come over to my place.” You stared at him, almost begging he would nod and come with you. So the moment his head moved up and down, you instantly got onto your bikes and led the way to your apartment.

The way you cycled home felt as if you were a cyclist in the Tour De France. You were going at such a quick pace, not being able to wait any longer to be on top of each other, to feel each other’s skin, to let your lips collide and let your tongues dance with each other. As soon as your apartment building was in sight, you parked the bikes as quickly as you could and walked quickly towards the front door of the building. You lived on the 4th floor of this block of apartments so there was either the option of the elevator or the stairs to get there. And as two horny university students, taking the lift is the better option, is what your slightly tipsy brain thought.

You were lucky it was 3AM, the entrance was completely empty and there was no sign of life in the lift either. The little lift was extremely gross, but you and Hyunggu couldn’t help yourselves. The moment you stepped inside this elevator, he pushed you against the back wall, kissing you like a starving man, subtly grinding into you. The suddenness caught you off guard, letting a moan come through. You could feel him smirk in the kiss. And you couldn’t help but hum just a bit more for his pleasure.

The sound the lift made when you arrived at the floor of your apartment almost drowned in the 18+ sounds that left your mouths. He grabbed your hand, speed walking towards the doors lined up in front of him, while asking: “Which one?” As you were looking for your keys, you responded: “Room 069.” Hyunggu struggled to keep in a laugh, you could hear a faint “pfft” and see a big grin on his face. “I know, haha funny number. Let’s just get going please, I need you right now.” You said, slightly serious because of the desperation. “We can do the funny number if you’re down for that?” Hyunggu proposed while winking at you, still walking towards the room, but now walking backwards. “Hyunggu, we’ll decide what we do when we’re actually doing it please. I’m so fucking horny.” You couldn’t keep it together, he was driving you mad. When you arrived at the door, you unlocked it and quickly got inside.

Hyunggu pushed you against the back of your front door, the same way he did it in the lift. Except this time, you were certain no one would see you, no one would hear you (or at least less clearly), and no one would interrupt you. It was just you and him. And you were enjoying every second of it. The teasing Kang Hyunggu you knew, had turned into devilish very-good-kisser-and-probably-very-good-in-bed Kang Hyunggu. You enjoyed seeing this new side of him. And you wanted to explore more of this side.

The way his lips were on yours, the hunger that had washed over you both, the way his hands were trailing over every single bit of your body, the way your hands clenched his hair and dishevelled it. The path your hands took to trail from his hair to his ass, softly touching his jaw, dropping it to his chest, over his back and softly pinching the supple skin of his behind. “Fuck, that-that’s nice…” Hyunggu softly moaned out. “You-you rem-remembered…” “Of course, at that point I was already horny for you.” You casually blurted out, which led to a short grin from the both of you.

Never did you think you would be doing this with him. But never would you regret ever doing it with him.

Your hands snaked back to his chest, as you disconnected your lips from his and pushed him backwards, nodding towards your bedroom. He looked behind him for a split second and started walking backwards towards the door, slowly taking off clothing. You did the same, not a single second where you broke eye contact. The tension in the room was higher than a junkie on a day off, and with every step you were more turned on.

Since you lived in an apartment, all your rooms were on the same floor, which was very convenient for this moment. Hyunggu had pushed open the door, looking back once again to see your bed in the middle of the room, and making sure he didn’t trip over anything. Your eyes had now drifted to his neck, and you picked up your pace to get closer to him again. Most of your clothes had now been taken off and were decorating the floor of the living room. Once you were standing a few inches away from him again, you latched your lips onto his neck, kissing the soft skin, sucking it just hard enough to form some hickeys. “You look so pretty with those, Hyunggu. I wonder what people will think when THE Kang Hyunggu shows up with a neck littered with hickeys tomorrow morning during the psychology lecture.” Your tone was extremely teasing, sounding sweet yet menacing in a way. You could see the darkness, the lust in his eyes, after you said that. You just knew it was affecting him.

For the first time in your life, you felt like you had some power over him. And it felt kinda good.

You pushed him onto the bed, his back hitting the mattress and your blankets. He was completely naked apart from his boxer shorts, the fabric tightly around his member, the precum bleeding through and staining the cotton. It was a sight you wished to see more than once. You could feel your own situation getting messy down there, with this eye-candy in front of you on top of already being very turned on.

You reached over to your bed stand, grabbing a condom from the drawer. Hyunggu caught on and slipped off the last piece of clothing. His dick sprung out of the restraints, his body gently thrusting into the air, in need of something around his cock. You rolled the condom down his member, licking your lips and trying very hard to fight the urge of just sucking his dick. You needed him in you too much to delay that. Hyunggu slightly twitched at your cold hands touching his private part, a groan escaping his throat.

The last pieces of your clothing were now on your bedroom floor, as you took them off. Hyunggu was still lying on your bed, looking at your frame, you could see his tongue darting over his lips, biting his bottom lip. He was so into it. And so were you.

You sank onto his girth, both of you sighing and moaning. You had been waiting for this moment for quite a few hours now, and it felt so good to be filled up. Hyunggu was having the same kind of euphoria, finally being able to have his cock in you. After you both had adjusted, you started moving. Forwards and backwards, up and down. Your skin was rubbing together, your moving up and down was slamming your skin together, creating lewd sounds that filled the room. Not only those sounds, but your moans and groans, as well as Hyunggu’s huffs and moans were echoing in the room.

“God, you feel… so good… Y/N….” Hyunggu managed to say, his hips now thrusting into you as well. It added so much to the moment, it turned you on all over again. His dancer hips had so much control, being able to sharply thrust into you at the right time. It made you sigh. But it wasn’t ever enough. “Fuck, faster! Please Ggu…” Your voice involuntarily rose, and you were almost sure your neighbours could’ve heard that. But in the moment, you could not give a single fuck. You needed him, he needed you. The bliss you were in right now was worth any awkward conversations you needed to have with your flatmates.

Hyunggu might not have been the most ripped guy ever (Hongseok, your shared friend, had muscles for days compared to Hyunggu), but the way he could control his body as a dancer was incredible. And it showed. Or at least, you could feel it. Every thrust was so precise and controlled, every movement making you feel closer to the edge.

“Your fucked out face… It’s hot… You look so - shit - fucking hot Y/N…” Hyunggu suddenly blurted out. The dirty talk was a surprise, but one you welcomed. “You should… See your own face… Shit, so pretty…” You replied. The reply came out as huffs and puffs, but he was able to understand you. “Do you - fuck - like being filled up by me, Y/N? Am I making you feel good?” He said, his tongue slightly hanging out of his mouth, his hair sticking to his forehead. The scene was so erotic, and his words were messing you up. “I do, I love it so much!” You wanted to be cheeky, but you simply couldn’t. The bliss was simply too much for you to lie. You needed all of him.

You started feeling a knot in your stomach, signalling you were close. “I-I think I’m gon-gonna cum.” This prompted Hyunggu to say: “Scream my name. I want to hear it, but more importantly, I want your neighbours to hear you being this pathetic because of me.” “I think they already heard us, we’ve been loud and it is 4AM.” The opportunity to be cheeky was there, and so you grabbed it. However, you still listened to his request. You wanted to scream it, you wanted to do anything he asked you. “Fuck fuck fuck, Hyunggu, I’m gonna cum!” “I’m really fucking close too!” The only sounds audible now were your huffs, chasing your highs.

You came first, and Hyunggu came from the sight and feeling of you cumming. You got off him and rested your arms and head on his chest, sighing loudly after coming down from your high. Hyunggu raised his head slightly to kiss the crown of your head. You were laying in silence for a few minutes, until Hyunggu decided to speak up. “I guess our friends were right in the end.” You couldn’t help but laugh. “Shit, you’re right. But that’s what you’re thinking of right now? After all this?” You looked up at him. “I mean, we are still students Y/N. I can use every single bit of money I have.” He grinned, his eyes wrinkling up. “You’re right.” You said.

After cleaning up, you sat together underneath the blankets. “I can’t believe this all happened because I joked about fucking your mum.” You punched him in the side while facepalming. “I can’t believe it either.” “Maybe I should make those jokes more often.” You looked him in the eyes, a slight bit of disbelief on your face. “N-no, I’d rather have you just ask me to fuck instead of having to bear those terrible, terrible jokes.” You both cracked up. “Alright, deal.”

[gwentoryfics]

Hot for Teacher, Part 7.

Genre | College Student x College Professor Smut AU

Pairing | Reader x Hongseok x Hyunggu (Kino) x Wooseok

Words | 9.8k

Summary | You never realized how much one drunken night could color the rest of your college experience until you discover that the handsome stranger from your cousin’s wedding is also the new professor at your university.

Warnings | Swearing. Masturbation. Mentions of underage drinking. Uhhhh pining? Lol

Parts | 1 • 2 • 3 • 4 • 5 • 5.5 • 6 • 7 • More Coming Soon

Note | WOW this update took forever, but I feel like this is a super special part of the fic and I hope you all enjoy. PLEASE let me know which of the boys you’re rooting for - I’m trying to make it difficult (can you tell) and I really want to see how you’re all feeling 😏😏 love you, peaches!

Wooseok plops onto Yuto’s couch, tucking his bowl of fresh-out-of-the-oven pizza rolls between his knees as he picks up his gaming controller.

“You know those things are terrible for you.” Yuto criticizes the snack choice as he resumes the video game, skillfully ducking around a corner to avoid being shot.

“Yeah but they’re fucking delicious, so suck my ass.” Wooseok patiently waits for the food to cool off, not ready for the inside of his mouth to get burnt to hell. “Stop stocking your fridge with pizza rolls if you don’t want me to eat them.”

Yuto shoots Wooseok’s avatar twice in the back and once in the head until he collapses. “I only do it because you’d complain about how I ‘never have anything good to eat.’”

“What the fuck, dude? Friendly fire!” 

“You literally stood right in front of me and blocked my sight. Make better decisions.”

Wooseok finally bites into his cheesy pepperoni pizza bite as he waits to respawn, and it’s lava on his tongue. With a hiss, he tries to cool his mouth. Eventually says, “Speaking of bad decisions…”

“What did you do this time?”

“Remember how you talked to me about _____…”

“Wooseok, you fucking idiot.” Yuto seethes. “Tell me you didn’t.”

“It was her idea! I literally apologized for, like, making out with her and fingering her and stuff. And she was just like, nah it’s cool, let’s be friends with benefits.” He pops another one in his mouth and it’s just as hot as the last one. “I wasn’t gonna say no to that, so we hooked up. Also I’m not supposed to tell you about it so keep your mouth shut.”

Yuto pauses the game again just so he can look Wooseok in the face and express his full disdain. “Friends with benefits? As in, no romantic feelings?”

“Right.”

“...So does she know that you like her?”

Wooseok frowns. Yeah, he thinks she’s hot as fuck and she’s super cool and fun to be around, but he’s not, like, in love with her or anything. “I’m not even in it that deep! It’s totally fine, and we’re just having fun. So what if I’ve got a little crush.”

“It’s not going to be just a crush if you keep sleeping with her.” 

“You know, at some point you need to stop parenting me and just let me do what I’m gonna do. Just trust my judgment for once and if I end up being wrong, that’s my problem to deal with.”

���If you’re wrong, then I have to listen to you whine and complain about your broken heart.” Yuto is unrelenting in his disapproval. “You know that she probably won’t reciprocate your feelings if she ever finds out.”

Against his better judgment, Wooseok accidentally holds out hope that she could. “We don’t even know that she won’t. It’s just a hunch that she might like Kino. I could be totally wrong about that.”

“And if she does like Kino?”

Wooseok chews his bottom lip, his brows pinching together. “Then it is what it is.”

“What is that?” Yuto points at Wooseok’s face. “What’s that look? Are you sad? Is this sadness?”

“Shut the fuck up, Yuto,” he grumbles. Yeah, he’d be fucking disappointed if she and Kino turned out to be a thing. But it’s not really up to him to decide who she likes.

Yuto eases up just a little, showing his soft spot for Wooseok. “I can’t let you walk into this mess. You have to stop this. Either quit it with the hook ups, or come clean about liking her.”

“But I-”

“No ‘buts.’ It has to stop. And what the fuck, Wooseok?” Yuto frowns. “You’re supposed to keep this all a secret, but you’re telling me anyway?”

“You know I can’t keep secrets. I just need you, my one and only confidante, to know about this shit. Although I don’t even know if I can call you that anymore,” Wooseok turns the blame to Yuto. “Now that I know you went and told _____ not to get involved with me because I might get hurt.”

Suddenly there’s a knock at Yuto’s door, and he groans, completely ignoring the issue Wooseok just brought up. “Do you think we can pretend I’m not home?”

Wooseok’s petty side comes out and he yells, “Who is it?”

Yuto elbows him. “What the fuck, dude?”

With a shrug, Wooseok defends himself. “You kind of deserved that.”

Through the door, a female speaks. “It’s Nailah, I just need to talk for a second.”

“Ooo, who’s Nailah?” Wooseok prods, a stupid grin on his face as he looks at Yuto.

Yuto tosses his head back, resigning himself to having to get up and socialize. “She lives across the hall with _____, coincidentally.” He makes his way to the door, and Wooseok follows him like a little puppy. 

“_____’s your neighbor? Why didn’t you tell me that?”

“Why would I when I know you’re just gonna try some dumb shit?” He throws open the door, bluntly addressing their visitor. “Yes?”

Nailah seems unbothered by his rude greeting. “Hey, Yuto. I just wanted to extend an invitation. I’m throwing _____ a birthday party at my friend’s place on Saturday, and I figured it’d be cool if you came.” She hands him a hand-written invite. 

“_____’s birthday?” Wooseok chimes, inserting himself into the conversation. “Wait I think I know you.”

Nailah nods casually. “Yeah, we ran into each other before, I think. _____ brought me to that party that got busted at your place.”

“Oh shit, yeah.” Wooseok chuckles. “Was a good night ‘til it wasn’t.”

“How much trouble did you get in?” 

“It wasn’t awful. I just couldn’t do clubs for a few weeks and I had to write a paper about how I’m going to make more responsible decisions.”

Yuto crosses his arms over his chest. “Clearly that made an impact on you.”

“Shut up.” Wooseok nudges him before changing the subject in a way that doesn’t really change the subject. “Is _____ home?”

“Yeah, but- hey!” Nailah steps back as Wooseok pushes past her, taking all of two strides to reach her apartment door.

“_____!” He knocks on the door, rapping a quick rhythm. “Open up!”

He turns back to Nailah. “Is the party a secret?”

“No, she-”

“_____! I wanna go to your birthday party!” Wooseok knocks again, and this time she opens the door.

She looks a little bewildered to see him, but she’s wearing a smile that’s just honest to God the cutest thing in the whole damn world. “Fine, you can come,” she laughs.

Wooseok tries not to be distracted by the memories of last night, but her messy hair is too much of a reminder. He pushes through the urge to come on to her, but only because he doesn’t wanna make a scene. “Were you not gonna invite me?”

“Of course I was. I was gonna bring your invitation to R&B Ensemble tomorrow.”

“Okay, good.” Wooseok leans against the doorframe, sliding a hand into his pocket in an attempt to look cool. “So your birthday’s Saturday?” 

“No, it’s Tuesday.”

“Cool, cool.” He keeps his face fixed in a relaxed expression and delivers a promise that he’s not quite sure how to fulfill. “Look forward to a bomb ass present.” 

“Dude, you don’t have to get me anyth-”

“Nope. We’re buds. You’re getting a present. Don’t you worry about that, short stuff.” He’s not at all subtle as he winks at her, and her eyes flash, a flirty grin on her face.

“Watch it,” she whispers, trying not to raise suspicion from Nailah and Yuto.

“It’s fine,” he speaks lowly, not concerned by their audience but still trying to keep a low profile for her sake. He knows he’s going to get a talking-to as soon as he returns to Yuto’s room, anyway. “You look hot today, by the way.”

Without missing a beat, she sasses, “When don’t I?”

“Good point.” He can’t hold back his laughter at her bold statement. “Alright, I’ll let you get back to doing whatever you were doing.”

“Okay,” she giggles. “See you tomorrow.”

He gives a two-finger salute as she closes the door, then turns back to Nailah. “Make sure I’m on the guest list. I’m RSVP-ing right the fuck now.”

“Great.” Nailah just stares at him with wide, questioning eyes. She’ll probably have some questions for _____ after this, but he’s trusting her to handle it however she wants.

Yuto’s got a flame of frustration in his gaze as he stares Wooseok down. “I’ll be there, too.”

And Nailah seems fully unsure of what to make of all of this. She looks between them both for a moment before heading back to her room. “Great. See you goons Saturday.”

Wooseok doesn’t fight the name-calling, and Yuto is far too focused on his idiot of a best friend to be bothered by the insult. He follows Wooseok back into the room, closing the door quietly behind him.

“Before you say anything,” Wooseok defends himself, “I just want to remind you how much I love parties. I heard there was a party and, like, my inner party monster just took over, and I had to make sure I was invited.”

“Quit the bullshit.” Yuto’s calm aura makes him even more intimidating. “What was all of that?”

Wooseok can’t help the sheepish grin that forms on his face as he tries to lighten the mood. “She seemed kind of into me, right?”

“Oh my God I’m going to beat some fucking sense into you.” Yuto threatens, but Wooseok knows it’s empty.

“Whatever.” Wooseok falls back onto the couch. “Are we playing or what?”

With a deep sigh, Yuto joins him. “Let’s do it.”

Hongseok’s favorite place to run is along the water. It’s so peaceful to watch the boats and hear the soft waves of the lake as it laps along the shore. Not to mention, the striking difference between the fluidity of the water next to the sharp, structured skyscrapers is a dichotomy that he finds profoundly intriguing.

Now that the temperatures are dropping, only the truly dedicated still run the lake trail. It’s windy and brisk, but Hongseok has always preferred running in cooler weather, anyway. Feels a little less like he could die of heat stroke.

The rock music coming through his headphones suddenly changes to his ringtone, and he slows to a gentle jog as he checks the phone strapped to his bicep. Hwitaek’s name appears on the screen, and he smiles as he swipes to answer.

“Hwitaek! Hey!” Hongseok falls into a walking pace to make it easier to talk. “Haven’t heard from you in a while.”

“I know! We’ve both been busy, I guess.” Hwitaek sounds glad that he answered.

“Right, how’s married life?” Now that he thinks about it, Hongseok’s not sure that he’s really talked to Hwitaek too much since the wedding. He headed back to the city before Hwitaek and Jiyoo returned from their honeymoon, so he had to say his goodbye at the reception. They’ve both kind of missed each other since.

“You know it’s really pretty weird, but in a good way. If that makes sense.” Hwitaek chuckles. “I feel like I know Jiyoo better than anybody, and it seemed like we were already so close that marriage wouldn’t really change much. But it really does make the whole relationship feel different. More official, you know.”

“A little slip of paper and a tax break can really do that much, huh.” 

“I know you’re skeptical, Hong, but love can be whatever you want it to be. Maybe for us it’s the ceremony, the certificate, the too-expensive dress, the whole nine yards. But you don’t have to avoid relationships just because that’s not the kind of love you want.”

“I’m not avoiding relationships,” Hongseok scoffs. “I’m just busy.”

“Whatever you have to tell yourself to be able to sleep at night,” Hwitaek concedes.

Hongseok hates to admit it, but there is a seed of truth to what Hwitaek’s saying. He’s never been a fan of traditional love - it just feels ingenuine. Like everyone is following a script, just doing and saying the things they’re supposed to. He wants it to actually mean something when he does a gesture like planning a day together or giving a gift. He’s not going to buy flowers just because that’s what guys do. That’s not how he is.

With a sigh, Hongseok says, “If something happens eventually and I fall deeply in love with whomever it is, then fine. It happens. But I’m in no rush. It was nice enough for me to watch you do the whole marriage thing.”

“So when it does happen, I think you know that I’m expecting to be the best man,” Hwitaek says indignantly. “It’s only fair.”

“Would Jiyoo be okay sending you off to my bachelor party?” Hongseok laughs just imagining the fit she would throw. He was much more of a partier during their college days than Hwitaek was, and he’s positive Jiyoo would prefer for her adult husband to behave himself.

Hwitaek’s voice is noticeably softer as he says, “I’ll do what I want. I don’t need her approval.”

“Is she nearby? Is that why you said that so quietly?”

“Yes and yes. But you’re my best friend so I’ll make it work.”

“A true brother.” Hongseok smiles warmly as he pauses to stretch his legs. Damn, he misses hanging out with Hwitaek.

“So, actually the reason why I called…” Hwitaek smoothly changes the subject. “Um, just out of curiosity - maybe this is none of my business - have you been talking with Minseo at all?”

“Minseo?” The name doesn’t immediately ring a bell.

“Yeah, Jiyoo’s cousin. Kind of tall. Loud. Really nice teeth, though.”

Hongseok struggles to come up with a face to match the name. “I don’t think I know her.”

“Wait, I’ll send a picture. She was just over last night.” A moment later, “Okay, check your phone.”

He pulls the phone out of the case strapped to his arm and opens the message to find a somewhat familiar face resting on Jiyoo’s shoulder.

The face of the girl that convinced him to dance with _____ at the wedding.

She’s the only one who actually knows what happened that night.

Christ.

“I do recognize her.” Hongseok tries to keep his voice steady so as not to give away that he’s hiding a secret. “Why are you asking about her?”

“I was just wondering if something might be going on. Or if she might be pestering you. I don’t know, like I said she’s just kind of a big personality and I just wanted to make sure she’s not, I don’t know, trying to get with you or something.”

“Why would you think that?” Surely that’s incredibly far from the truth, and it strikes him as odd that Hwitaek would have that impression. 

“She just keeps asking about you. She wants to know what you were like in college, what your relationship history is like, whether you cook. Just really random stuff and I don’t know why she’d care unless she were into you.”

What Hwitaek doesn’t know is that the only possible reason why she’d be asking all of those questions is because she’s trying to share the information with _____. That’s it. That’s why.

Does that mean _____ has been trying to find out more about him? Has she tasked Minseo with a spy mission?

Hongseok rubs his temple, gripping his phone tightly. He really should tell Hwitaek what’s up, even if he doesn’t want to own up to what happened. Walking towards the water, he finds himself a place in the grass to sit. “She’s not asking for herself. She’s asking for _____.”

Hwitaek, the poor ignorant bastard, asks, “Why would she do that?”

Here it comes. With a single deep breath, he finally sets the truth free. “I slept with her after the reception.”

“With _____?” Hwitaek is audibly shocked. “You slept with Jiyoo’s cousin? At our wedding?”

“After the wedding, okay? Jeez. It’s not like we fucked while you were at the altar.” Hongseok defends himself. “I even made a point to say goodbye to you beforehand to officially end the night, so really the whole situation is completely removed from the ceremony.”

There’s a lot of noise coming over the phone, because Jiyoo very obviously heard Hwitaek say the whole you slept with Jiyoo’s cousin? thing. Hongseok’s head falls back in dread. That’s a whole can of worms he was not prepared to open.

“Just put me on speaker phone and I’ll explain.”

Immediately, Jiyoo’s voice responds. “You slept with _____? My baby cousin?”

Hwitaek jumps to his defense. “Don’t sound so disgusted! Hongseok’s not a bad guy!”

She retorts, “He had a one night stand with my sweet little _____. She’s not that kind of girl.”

“She certainly was that night.” The words come out of Hongseok’s mouth before he can stop them.

“HONGSEOK!” Jiyoo screeches.

He just frowns as he hears Hwitaek frantically try to calm Jiyoo down. “Buckle up, you guys, because the story’s not over.”

“Don’t tell me it happened more than once. Please.” Jiyoo’s voice is lined with an unspoken threat.

“It hasn’t, I swear.” Another sigh as he gears up for the last bit. “We haven’t done anything but talk. But you two should know that she’s one of my students.”

Jiyoo doesn’t say a word, which somehow makes it worse. Hwitaek speaks up instead. “I didn’t even realize that she went to your school.”

“Neither did I.” Hongseok rubs his eyes with the heels of his palms before returning his gaze to the water, shimmering in the bright sunlight. “I wouldn’t have touched her if I knew. But she and I had a conversation, and we agreed that nothing can happen between us again. The class is strictly business. Neither one of us wants to risk getting in trouble with the school for misconduct.”

Sassily, Jiyoo’s voice returns. “So he has a brain after all.”

“Sweetie, come on. Cut him some slack,” Hwitaek pleads. “Yeah, it wasn’t a great idea to sleep with her, but it happened and it’s over. There’s no use getting so worked up about it.”

Even with Hwitaek defending him, Hongseok can’t just sit there and take this. “Stop acting like I’m the villain and she’s some innocent victim. She’s capable of making her own choices. I didn’t force her into anything. It was fully consensual, and now we’re both handling the situation like mature adults.”

That may be a bit of a stretch. He’s done nothing but ridicule her for acting like a child since the semester started. But he’ll stick up for her if it means getting Jiyoo off their case.

“My apologies.” Jiyoo comes off much softer. “I need to take a moment to let this all sink in.”

Hongseok hears her leave the room, and then Hwitaek’s voice is much clearer as he turns off the speakerphone. “Don’t worry about her. She’ll settle down.”

Hongseok lets himself take a deep breath, feeling much safer now that he can talk with only his friend. “I just needed to tell you that. I think Minseo might be digging for more information about me to share with _____, because she knows what happened between us. And she knows that I’m _____’s professor.”

“Are you handling all of this okay? It sounds like a really tricky situation to be in.”

“It’s… hard. It’s really difficult. I’ve been really cold to her just to prevent anyone from thinking I might be biased in any way, but that’s just caused so much tension. And then she just does stuff sometimes that’s so cute…” His memory flashes back to the time she sang Aerosmith in his office, and then the song played in class and she started laughing. It was just so endearing. “Do you think I can stop being attracted to her? That would make everything so much easier.”

“I don’t think there’s a real answer for that, Hong. In my experience, you’re usually just attracted to the people you’re attracted to, and that’s that.” Hwitaek attempts to reassure him, but it’s useless. Especially when he follows up with the most problematic question he could’ve asked: “Do you have feelings for her?”

Hongseok pulls his knees in towards his chest, tucking his head down and effectively curling into a ball. He’s been trying so hard to avoid all of this and now he has no choice but to just confront whatever it is that’s been going on in his head and his heart. He’s felt attracted to her ever since he first laid eyes on her, but could it be anything more than that?

The night they spent together was nothing short of incredible, and he fondly remembers the way she so warmly looked up at him in the moments before he kissed her, the soft touch of her lips overwhelming his senses and driving his desire for more. 

Even though the nature of their relationship is obviously very different now, he still sees flickers of that warmth in her. He sees the way she absentmindedly bites her lip when she’s thinking, and the small taste he’s gotten of her ridiculous sense of humor makes him wonder just how great they could be together.

If only she were older.

If only she weren’t his student.

Hongseok can’t even pretend that he wouldn’t be interested in her if the circumstances were different. He knows that under different circumstances he would certainly try to date her, because he already tried the night they were together.

He gave her his phone number with the boutonniere. He gave her the opportunity to reach out and establish something more than just that one night, but she didn’t do it. That’s part of the reason why he was so frustrated to see her in class - it’s one thing that they slept together, but it’s entirely different to know that he expressed an interest in seeing her again and she rejected him.

And now he has to watch her work admirably hard in class once a week and pretend like it doesn’t make his chest ache.

Forever reticent, he seeks a way to keep his thoughts to himself. “Do I have to answer that question?”

“That response says a lot.” Hwitaek sighs. “It might feel better to just get it off your chest and say it out loud.”

“Nope. Saying it just makes it harder to ignore.” Hongseok peeks up from the crook of his elbow, finally starting to feel chilly now that he’s been sitting for so long. He stands and briefly stretches his quads, getting ready to continue his run.

Hwitaek tries to encourage him. “Well the most important thing in this situation is that you just get through the rest of the semester without acting on it. And then she won’t be around anymore, and you’ll be able to move past it.”

“You’re right. I just have to make it to the end of the semester.”

“And that’s not so far away, right? You’re probably about halfway by now.”

“Midterms were about two weeks ago, so yeah, we’re nearly there.” 

“See? You’ve got this.” Hwitaek sounds cheery as he motivates his best friend. “I’m rooting for you. I think it’ll all turn out fine. It’ll continue to be difficult for a little bit, but it’ll pass.”

Hongseok lets out a deep sigh, feeling some sense of relief for the first time in months. “I should have told you about this a long time ago. Thanks for looking out for me.”

It seems like Hwitaek is also a bit relieved after this conversation. “I’m glad that we got to talk.”

Hongseok smiles, returning to the path he had been running. “Go take care of Jiyoo, okay? And if you want, it’s okay to tell Minseo that you two know. I’ll leave that up to you. But don’t tell anyone else.”

No matter how hard he tries, Kino simply cannot stop thinking about Saturday night. Something about holding her hand completely captured his whole consciousness and he could think of nothing except the feeling of their fingers intertwined and his lips on her forehead.

He had probably gone too far by kissing her like that, but it just felt right, even though they’re only friends. He just feels so comfortable with her, and it’s easy for him to get wrapped up in the moment. She hasn’t seemed interested in anything more than friendship, especially after that whole dirty voicemail incident, but she also didn’t seem to be bothered by the kiss. If anything, he distinctly remembers the cute way she looked up at him right after he did it, like she was surprised but definitely not opposed. 

There’s only one way to find out for sure what she thinks… but he’s not ready to have that conversation yet.

As he waits in the lobby of her dorm building to walk with her to R&B Ensemble, he tries to at least clear his head. He has something important to ask her, and he doesn’t want it to accidentally come out awkward.

He stands there, trying not to pace, and he notices how much lighter he feels the second he spots her coming off of the elevator. She waves cheerfully when she sees him waiting there.

“Hey!” She greets him as she approaches. “Sorry to keep you waiting. Was trying to wrap up that aural skills homework.”

“You know it’s not due until Wednesday, there’s no rush on it,” he chuckles. She’s such a go-getter.

“Well yeah, but tomorrow’s my birthday and I don’t want it to be full of homework. So I’m knocking it out now.”

Kino sucks in a breath and bites his knuckle, grimacing. “Ah, I completely forgot about your birthday, shoot…” It’s a total lie, but he just wants to get her worked up.

She deflates a little, but it’s hardly noticeable. “That’s okay. I didn’t expect you to remember or anything. I probably only brought it up once.”

“_____, I’m teasing! Of course I remember!” Kino nudges her playfully. “You’re like, my closest friend. How could I forget?”

With a shy smile, she loops her arm in his, and they head out into the cold. “That’s right.”

“Do you have anything planned for tomorrow?” 

“Just class, actually. Nailah’s organizing a party for Saturday, though, and you have to come! I have your official invitation in my backpack. I’ll give it to you when we get to rehearsal.”

“I can totally be there Saturday.” Kino immediately agrees.

“Good. It’ll be a shitty birthday party if you’re not there.” She tugs on his arm, and it makes his cheeks grow warm.

He takes a deep breath now that it’s his turn to extend an invitation. “Okay, so if you don’t have any plans for tomorrow night, you should be able to come to the birthday dinner reservation I have for you and me downtown. Right?” He hates that he can’t keep eye contact, but he just can’t get himself to look at her while it feels like he’s asking her on a date.

But it’s not a date, exactly. It’s just a nice dinner. Between friends. For a birthday.

Totally regular stuff.

She scoffs. “Well I guess I have to if you made a reservation and everything.”

Kino pulls his scarf closer around his chin and jaw, trying to block out some of the cold wind. “I mean you don’t have to do anything if you don’t want to. Don’t feel like you don’t have a choice…”

“Kino, stop. I’d love to go to dinner with you. It better be a nice place, though. I’m a woman of taste.”

“Says the girl who downed a whole family size bag of salt and vinegar chips in one sitting.” Kino cringes at the memory. Even the smell of the chips made him shrivel up in disgust.

“Okay you’re the one with a suffering palate. Salt and vinegar chips are the bomb.”

“Gross.”

They spend the whole walk to class bickering about food tastes, and it’s a completely pointless conversation, but he’s fully invested because it feels meaningful when it’s her. 

When they enter the rehearsal room, they’re both full of smiles and laughter, but his smile fades when he locks eyes with Wooseok. The tall drummer is standing next to Yuto, and he seems less than thrilled to see Kino with _____. He looks a little disappointed, actually.

Kino gets himself set up with the other singers while she heads over to the rhythm section, and Wooseok’s expression changes as he playfully greets her, pulling her into a headlock and messing up her hair. She squirms and laughs, and Kino tries desperately to pretend like their interaction doesn’t bother him.

He stops paying attention until she comes up to him with a little envelope in her hand.

“Here,” she hands it to him. “That’s for Saturday. Wooseok and Yuto are coming, and so is my friend Shinhye. You’ve met her before.”

“Yeah I remember her.” Kino nods.

“And some of Nailah’s friends will be there too, since they’re hosting the party. We all thought it would be a good idea to have the party off campus, since there’ll be booze.” She grins impishly. “It’s gonna be fun.”

Kino laughs. “I bet. I’ll be there for sure.” 

“Awesome.” She squeezes his arm. “And honestly, I’m seriously looking forward to dinner tomorrow. It’s super sweet of you to make dinner plans.”

“No problem.” He tells himself to smile confidently so she doesn’t see how flustered he is. “Just make sure you’re wearing something nice and I’ll come get you around 5:45.”

“Sounds great.” With one last squeeze, she heads back to her part of the room.

This time when Kino catches Wooseok’s gaze, he doesn’t stop smiling.

It’s just another class. Just another Tuesday morning. That’s what Hongseok tells himself, anyway. But when she shows up, he immediately realizes that this is actually a very special Tuesday.

Shinhye’s trying to convince her of something, as they walk through the door, but she refuses. And then Shinhye turns to Hongseok.

“Professor Yang! It’s _____’s birthday today,” Shinhye announces as she holds up a piece of silky fabric with ‘Birthday Girl’ embroidered on it. “Can you tell her that she has to wear this sash for class?”

The birthday girl averts her eyes, clearly unwilling to participate in whatever Shinhye’s trying. As flatly as possible, he comes to her rescue with an incredibly practical excuse. “No birthday sashes. It’s a hazard around the power tools.”

A perfect smile breaks across her lips as she finally looks up at him. She holds his gaze for a moment, and it’s really a beat too long before she finally turns back to Shinhye. “See? Now put it away.”

The girls walk off to their spot in the back of the room, and he forces himself to focus on his computer to keep himself from looking back at her. There’s something especially magnetic about her today, but maybe it’s just because he knows that it’s her birthday.

When he has today’s workshop playlist set, he looks around the room and realizes that the birthday sash would have been the least concerning part of her clothing choices. The olive colored v-neck sweater she wears draws his gaze directly to her chest, and he knows today is going to be more challenging than usual.

He wishes he could just avoid her during class, but he needs to make sure all of his students get the help they need. Most of them don’t know anything about sawing, sanding, or the appropriate way to use wood glue, and he needs every kid in this class to leave the room with all of their fingers intact.

Inevitably, he makes his way back to her after weaving through the room and helping other students with their projects along the way. A few pieces of wood that will eventually become the body of her instrument lay on the table in front of her. He helps her select the right grit of sandpaper to sand down the edges of the pieces she finished cutting for the top and bottom of her dulcimer. The last big piece of her project build is to bend the side pieces into the hourglass shape she wants her instrument to have.

He had to bring in his bending iron just for her, since literally every other student wanted to do simple instruments with straight sides. It’s not a difficult process, but it’s a little tedious.

Hongseok picks up one of the side pieces and walks her over to the bending iron. “So the shape that you want is going to require three bends in the wooden piece. Here, here, and here.” With a pencil, he marks the two spots where the wood should curve out towards the top and bottom, and the spot in the middle where it should curve in. “You don’t have to be perfect with this, but work on getting the general shape.”

She just nods attentively. He tries desperately not to look at her for fear that he might accidentally look down her sweater. Thankfully, it’s fairly easy to do as he demonstrates how to use the iron.

With a wide, clean paint brush, he brushes water onto the first spot they’ll bend. “First, you want to make sure that the wood is wet before you bend it. The water turns to steam from the heat of the iron, and that’s what bends the fibers in the wood. You’ll have to reapply water pretty regularly to keep it from getting dry. Then you just rock the wood over the iron like this.” He shows her how to slowly work the wood. “The iron does get really hot, so keep your hands at a safe distance, and just apply a bit of pressure. Not too much, though, or you might crack the wood.”

“Got it.” She nods again, observing.

He takes a moment to get a bit of a bend started, and then hands the wood to her. “It’s going to take some time, so you just need to be patient. Rushing the process will just damage the wood.”

“Okay. I’ll be careful.”

Hongseok’s not sure why, but it almost sounds like she’s reassuring him that she’ll be okay. He wasn’t trying to come across as being protective, because he gives all of his students the same warnings whenever he shows them a new tool. But he just nods. “Give it a try.”

She steps up to the iron, wets the wood, and starts mimicking his rocking movements.

“Keep the edge of the wood parallel with the back of the iron, otherwise the bend is going to be crooked.”

She follows his instructions. “Like this?”

“Exactly. You can even use just a touch more pressure. If you don’t use enough, the wood won’t bend.” He resists the urge to reach over and show her, reminding himself that he needs to keep his distance.

“Just gotta find that happy medium,” she chuckles, and the lighthearted sound makes him smile. 

“That’s it.”

She presses down on the wood a little harder, and her form looks good. “How soon should I re-wet it?”

“You can give it a few minutes. So just do that until you’ve got a nice curve going for the lower body, and then you can do the waist and the upper body, in that order. You might not get to all of it today because you want to give the wood some time to cool between each bend.”

He loves sharing his craft with his students, but there’s something different about sharing it with her. It just feels so intimate to share such an important piece of his life with her in this setting, and her genuine interest in the subject only makes him want to share it with her more.

At the end of the day, he knows that it’s only because he’s slept with her. Every little interaction feels sexually and emotionally charged. She’s just so attractive in both looks and personality, and he’s drawn to her over and over again.

But he can’t let himself give in to whatever it is that he’s feeling for her. Hwitaek’s advice rings in his head and he reminds himself that he only needs to get through a few more weeks before the semester is over.

He can avoid the temptation for at least that long.

“Seriously, Kino, this place is amazing,” _____ gushes, taking the last big bite of her steak, savoring each chew and talking with her mouth full. “Jesus, this steak is fucking delicious.”

Kino covers his mouth as he laughs, trying to maintain some semblance of maturity. They’re at an incredibly fancy restaurant, after all - one that he’s certainly spending way too much money at, but it’s worth it for her - and he doesn’t want to make a scene when it’s clear that they’re just two dumb college kids trying to have an experience. 

“Maybe you should swallow first before you talk,” he comments.

“That’s what he said.” She doesn’t miss a beat, making it even harder for Kino to keep his composure.

“No,” Kino nudges her leg under the table with his foot, softly lecturing her. “Bad.”

“Kino, are you trying to play footsie with me?” She nudges him back, playfully teasing.

She’s been in particularly high spirits all night, and he’s trying to convince himself that it’s only because of her birthday. Everything has been borderline flirtatious since he picked her up from the dorms. 

“Stop it,” Kino gives her a warning look, but he’s still smiling. “You’re just asking for trouble.”

She smiles and takes a sip of her water. “I’m just having fun. Thank you for taking me out tonight, Kino. I’m having a blast.”

“I am, too.” He feels his cheeks unintentionally grow warm.

“Good! I’m gonna use the bathroom. I bet they’ve got bathroom attendants and everything in a place like this.” She gets up from the table and heads off to the bathroom, the skirt of her dress clinging to every curve as she walks and making Kino way more flustered than he should be. When he had told her to dress up, he hadn’t quite expected her to wear something so… hot.

It’s not a big deal, he sees dancers clad in tight clothing every day. But it’s her, and that makes it different.

While she’s gone, he flags down their waiter. “Excuse me, it’s my friend’s birthday today. Could we get a dessert?”

“We have a chocolate lava cake that she’d likely enjoy. We can even write a Happy Birthday message on the plate for you.”

“That sounds perfect! Thank you.”

As the waiter heads off with his special order, Kino notices _____’s phone on the table, lighting up as multiple messages come in. He’s not a snooper by any means, but when his eye catches Wooseok’s name as the sender, he can’t help but feel curious. She hasn’t said anything more to Kino about Wooseok since the night she came over drunk, but he never pried. He always figured that she’d share whatever she felt comfortable sharing.

The previews of the messages give away everything he needs to know, though - the number of eggplant and winky emojis that comes across is enough to make him feel embarrassed. That has to mean something’s happening between them, right?

A sense of dread suddenly sets in. Maybe this was all too much, and it’s going to come across like he’s romancing her when she’s already involved with somebody else. He doesn’t want to be that guy, if that’s already the case. Ordering that dessert was definitely too much… ah, he definitely shouldn’t have done that…

No, it’s fine. It’s just a cake, and it’s her birthday! He’s just being a good friend. That’s all. He’s just a good friend.

_____ reappears right in the middle of his internal debate. “I was right! There was a lady in there, and she squirted soap into my hands and then dried ‘em off with a cloth towel after I washed up.”

“Wow,” he breathed, forcing out a small chuckle. “That’s fancy.”

“Right?” She takes her seat, and the cake comes out shortly after. There’s no song because this restaurant is clearly too classy to have the waiters sing. But the joy on _____’s face is absolutely precious, and he’s glad that he ordered the cake after all.

“Kino! Did you do this when I was in the bathroom?” She surveys her plate in awe, with the beautiful chocolate sauce message and the strawberry slices atop the chocolate-drizzled lava cake. 

“Yeah. We can’t have a real birthday dinner without cake, can we?”

“Kino… This is so sweet…” She looks like she’s getting a little choked up, but she manages a smile. “You’re the best friend I could’ve asked for. Thank you so much for doing all of this for me.”

“You’re welcome, _____. Happy Birthday.” He smiles wide, pretending like his whole chest hadn’t painfully tightened at the word friend.

It’s fine. This is what he wants. He’s just her friend.

After they wrap up their meal and he pays the astronomic check - still worth it for his best friend, he reminds himself - they hop on the bus and head back towards their dorms.

“I’m actually coming to your building,” she announces as the bus pulls up to their stop. “Wooseok said he has a birthday present for me, so I’m going to stop by.”

“Ah, okay.” Kino tries to seem cool about it, but he just has to say something. “He’s seemed pretty flirty with you recently, don’t you think?”

“Wooseok?” She lets out a laugh and they step out onto the sidewalk, heading for the dorm building. “Nah, he’s just like that. He’s playful, you know?”

Kino hums. “Yeah, I guess he is.” He holds the door open for her, and they pile into the elevator together, each pressing buttons for their respective floors.

“Thanks again for tonight, I seriously had so much fun.” She pulls Kino into a tight hug that lasts just a bit longer than it probably should. But he holds her, completely willing to keep her there as long as she wants. When the door opens and she finally pulls away, she parts with the cutest smile. “Next time, don’t wait for a special occasion to get dinner with me.”

He lets himself smile, even though he’s fully aware that he’s filling with false hope. “Okay.”

Wooseok crosses his arms over his chest as he surveys his handiwork. He didn’t mean to make her gift so romantic. When he had considered what to do for her birthday, he thought to himself, you know what’s cool? Fuckin pillow forts. It was supposed to be something fun but like, there’s no way that she’ll see what he’s done and say wow, thanks for this pal, you’re really just a true friend, let me just casually suck your dick now.

Not that a blow job is expected. He just likes to think about it sometimes.

Anyway, he knows nothing sexual is gonna happen between them tonight unless she doesn’t care that his roommate is home. Wooseok had tried to get him to go somewhere else, but Minho was adamant that he was staying in and going to bed early, since his Wednesday 8am class regularly kicks his butt.

Briefly, he considers tearing it all down, but she’s going to be here any moment and he doesn’t want to be empty handed after promising her a cool gift. 

Hopefully she’ll like it and it won’t be weird.

Right on cue, there’s a knock at his apartment door, signaling her arrival. Wooseok ducks into the bathroom for just a moment to check his hair before giving himself a weird look in the mirror. Why is he concerned with looking good? He’s not, like, trying to impress her or anything. It’s just casual.

He pushes his hand through his hair once before deciding it’s fine, and he heads for the door. She looks super cute in her dress, her jacket hanging open to reveal the tight fabric clinging to her curves. It immediately makes him think of the time she showed up and handed him her panties - which he safely stored in his underwear drawer, because that just makes sense - and it nearly gets him hard on the spot. 

“Hey,” she glows as she smiles up at him.

“Is that dress comfortable?”

She raises an eyebrow suggestively. “Why, you want me to take it off?”

“I’d definitely never say no to that, but… just a sec. Cover your eyes.”

“...Okay.” She gives him a quizzical look before holding her hands up to her eyes. He guides her into the apartment and directs her into the bathroom.

“Just a sec.” He flicks on the light and closes the door.

She laughs from the other side. “What are you doing?”

“Just hang on!” Wooseok shouts as he dips into the bedroom, where Minho is diligently reading his history textbook. 

“She here?” Minho doesn’t look up.

Wooseok digs through his drawers, pulling out a clean t-shirt and some sweatpants. “Yeah. She hasn’t seen it yet, though.”

“Girls love that shit. She’s gonna fall head over heels for you as soon as you show her.” 

Wooseok’s heart pounds with a mixture of excitement and anxiety. He definitely likes the thought of her falling for him, but there’s also a good chance that this whole gift won’t go over well and she’ll feel like he’s trying to make a move on her, and then she’ll want to call the whole thing off. So he needs to make sure he frames it right. “I guess we’ll see.”

“Good luck, dude.”

“Thanks.”

He emerges from the room and opens the bathroom door just enough to hand the clothing in. “Put this on. You need to be comfy.”

She takes the clothes with a quiet giggle, and then opens the door a few minutes later. 

The way his heart jumps into his throat at the sight of her in his shirt is unreal.

His clothes are big on her, of course, since he’s basically a giant, and the way the fabric hangs on her frame is just the most adorable thing that he’s ever seen. He knows immediately that he made a mistake and she should’ve just kept the dress on.

Regardless, he swallows his heart and gives a thumbs-up. “Better?”

She nods with a cute smile. “Very comfy.”

“Good. Close your eyes again.”

“Whyyy?” 

“Because it’s a surprise, dipshit.”

As soon as she covers her eyes again, Wooseok pulls her into the living room and angles her to face his masterpiece. He doesn’t let his hands linger on her shoulders any longer than they have to.

“‘Kay. You can look now.”

He’s completely fixated on her as she drops her hands, anxious for her reaction. And when she sees what he’s done, she completely lights up.

“You made a blanket fort?” 

“It’s cool, right?” He tentatively asks.

“It’s awesome!” She laughs joyfully. “Can we go in?”

“Nah, we’re just gonna look at it from out here.”

She playfully smacks his chest before approaching the fort, lifting up the sheet to peek inside. “Wow, this is so much cooler than the ones my brother and I would make when we were kids.”

From the outside, it looks like just a couple of sheets draped over various pieces of furniture, but the inside is really where most of his effort went. The fort’s ceiling is lined with twinkling lights, and there are decorative pillows of all shapes and sizes lining the back and sides. Small fake candles are scattered throughout and a fresh bowl of popcorn sits next to his opened laptop.

“Wooseok…” She crawls inside, making herself at home. “This is seriously awesome. I can’t believe you did all of this.”

He follows her in, taking extra care not to bump any of the blankets or chairs out of place with his large frame. “I promised you a cool birthday gift, didn’t I?”

“Yeah, you did.” She looks up at him, and her sweet gaze is a little too much for him.

“So I thought maybe, like, a lowkey movie night would be fun? We can just relax and hang out and watch your favorite movie or something. Or we could pick something we haven’t seen. Your call, birthday girl.”

After a few minutes of browsing online, they eventually pick a movie to put on. It’s a crime thriller that he’s surprised she’s interested in, but she insisted that this is the one she wants. And then the movie starts, and they’re just sitting there side by side, and he’s internally debating whether he should put his arm around her. He knows the right choice is absolutely no, but it’s just so tempting to let her snuggle up next to him. 

Wooseok glances down at her to see where she’s at, and he notices that her little eyebrows are pushed together in concern.

“Hey, you alright?”

“Hm?” She looks up at him and throws on a smile. “Oh, yeah, sorry. I’m alright.”

“You sure?”

“Yeah, it’s nothing. I just…” She scoots a little closer, curling her legs in towards her body and leaning against him. “It’s nothing.”

Is that the signal? Should he go for it? She’s trying to cuddle with him, right?

Wooseok feels hopelessly lost. This would be so much easier if he didn’t actually have some kind of feelings for her. Even though they both agreed that they’d come clean if any feelings ever cropped up, he just can’t convince himself that it’s a good idea to confess. If he says something, then they’ll stop hooking up, and she’ll probably feel weird about being his tutor and hanging out with him. He can suck it up and pretend like he doesn’t have feelings.

“Woo.” She shortens his name to get his attention. They lock eyes. “You know, you haven’t actually wished me a happy birthday yet.”

“I haven’t?”

She shakes her head minutely, her gaze not moving a centimeter. There’s something deep in her eyes, and he’s probably just reading into it all too much, but it feels like it did the first time he kissed her - like they’re connected and grounded and alive in this moment.

This time, he doesn’t ask for permission.

Wooseok kisses her slowly, as if she might break if he’s not careful. His eyes close as his lips connect with hers, and she’s soft and sweet as always. He fights off the urge to hold her hand, to cup her face. He just wants to kiss her, and that’s what he does.

It’s a long moment before he pulls away from her. She looks happy and he feels like at least for tonight, he’s done a good job.

“Happy Birthday, short stuff.”

Hongseok finishes off his bourbon and looks around, not really sure why he thought it would be a good idea to come back to Andy’s jazz club. He had planned on going to the bar across the street, thinking he might be able to find someone there who could serve as a distraction for the night. He had plenty of hookups when he was at university so he knows how that scene works. 

But as soon as he got there, curiosity got the best of him. It’s the Friday after _____’s birthday, which means she’s probably looking for a way to celebrate, right? And she’s snuck into Andy’s before, so why couldn’t she do it again?

Honestly, even if he found her there, he’s not sure if he’d tell her to go home or just be glad to cross paths again.

When he arrived, she was nowhere to be seen. He knows that’s for the best, since she's still not legally old enough to be here, and he shouldn’t be going out of his way to try to interact with her anyway.

The best he can do now is just look for a distraction as he had originally planned. 

Hongseok leaves his empty glass at the bar and approaches an attractive woman in a deep red dress. He smooth talks her. He lays it on thick, because he notices right away that she’s eating it all up. He asks her to dance, and she agrees.

The band tonight is great, and they play plenty of music that’s perfect for dancing. The smooth jazz makes for perfect slow dance music, and he clasps her hand in his, his other hand resting on her back and keeping her close. He murmurs everything she wants to hear, his lips brushing the cusp of her ear as he flirts. She’s like putty in his hands.

And when the moment’s right, his lips find hers. 

He kisses her like it means something, like he’s not just trying to avoid his problems. And she kisses him back, a delightful breath of fresh air.

Perhaps he can actually break free of _____’s spell.

It’s not long before their kiss becomes more than what is socially acceptable in public, and he suggests that they go back to his place. But she declines, claiming that she’s not that kind of woman, but leaves him with her phone number and a request to meet up for dinner next week.

Not exactly what he had hoped for, but he can't let himself be bothered by the fact that they both want different things. Still, he decides to keep her number, because she is quite beautiful. Who knows if anything will ever happen between them.

The pianist on stage starts a solo, effectively catching Hongseok's attention and driving his gaze to the front of the room. The melody is tender, full of longing, and for just a brief moment he thinks it might be _____ at the piano.

Of course it's not.

That's all the reason Hongseok needs to get the hell out of there.

When did he get in so deep? When did he become so crazy for this girl that he's hoping for any chance just to see her? He has no excuse for acting this way, but he can't help the fact that he's been completely enamored by her from the moment he first spoke to her at the wedding reception.

Hongseok returns to his apartment to settle in for the night, realizing that the only distraction he could possibly get for the night is his music. He lounges on his bed, plucking at the strings of one of his many acoustic guitars, his cat stretched out next to his leg.

His fingers move freely as he tries not to think about her, but is there really much harm in just getting lost in his thoughts?

He remembers the first time he saw her in his classroom, and how differently it hit him than the first time he saw her at the wedding. He remembers how dreadful it felt to see her sitting in the back, yet how thrilling it was to invite her into his hotel room. 

He remembers her anger, her joy, her ecstasy. She’s beautiful and fun and sexy and charming, entirely intoxicating. 

The memories of their night together visit him once again. He thinks about it far more often than he should, but he’s always told himself that he can at least savor the memory if he can’t let himself be with her again. 

As Hongseok lets himself relive that night in his mind, he sets his guitar to the side, his hardening length capturing his attention. His hand slides down the front of his sweatpants, tentatively stroking himself in search of some relief. 

The mental image of her naked body very quickly drives him wild. God what he wouldn’t give to be inside of her again, his hands massaging her round ass as he peppers kisses along her throat. He wants to hear her sighs of pleasure, wants to watch the way her lips part as each wave of her orgasm washes over her, her walls pulsing around his cock.

And the feeling of her tongue as it swirled around the head of his cock… he’d never get over it. 

It’s like she knew every single one of his buttons. Like she already had full and total control over his pleasure.

Hongseok breaks out of his fantasy just long enough to push his sweatpants down and grab the lube from his nightstand. His hand alone isn’t enough, doesn’t do justice to the incredible wetness of her.

He lets out a groan as he resumes his stroking, his cock twitching delightfully in his hand.

And, completely swept up in the heat of it all, he allows himself to imagine what would happen if he caved.

What if he told her how badly he wanted her, and she said the same? What if he invited her over, and she agreed without hesitation? What if he gave himself just one more chance to taste her, explore her, ruin her…

Love her?

Hongseok lets himself moan as he pumps harder, imagining his cock plunging into her, her nails digging into his back. He can practically hear her voice as it wraps around his name in the most seductive tone he’s ever heard, and all he wants is to give her everything she could ever ask of him. 

He wants to bite her skin, squeeze her curves, bury himself so deeply in her that he completely loses himself.

Hot ropes shoot from his cock onto his v-neck shirt as he thinks of nothing but her, and once his breathing returns to normal he finally realizes just how fucked he is.

It feels harmless, but he knows that fantasizing about her will only continue to chip away at his already weakening willpower, and eventually he’s going to end up doing something incredibly dumb.

After pulling off his dirty shirt and cleaning himself up, he returns to his bed, picking up his guitar once more. Unfortunately, not even his release is enough to get his mind off of her, so really he’s just back to square one.

He remembers how he played in his office for her, how she watched him in awe. He wonders if she feels music just as deeply as he does, if she feels the same connection to the melodies she plays and hears. 

She had asked if he could drum while he played, and his attempt had been mostly unsuccessful. He was sorely out of practice at the time, but he's been working on it since then.

He fingers a tune, taps his fingers on the face of the guitar, bumps his palm against the wood. If only she could hear him now, she'd surely be impressed.

And then - he has an idea.

The rest of his night is spent in the makeshift recording studio he's created inside of his closet with his best guitar, his microphone, and the desire to create something just for her.

Post Script | Thank you for reading! Please stay tuned for Part 8.

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