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let him eat cake // kim hongjoong

pairing: kim hongjoong x reader genre: light smut an: this is the first fic i think i've written in years so we're in this together wc: 3k warnings: spanking, voyeurism, punishment, pain, dom!hongjoong,

You don't think you've laughed so hard in ages. It was one thing that you were even able to get Wooyoung's attention.

It was another entirely that he listened to you.

Everyone knew that Woo tended to be the most ill-behaved of them all, so it shouldn't have surprised you that he actually wanted to go along with the idea. You had thought since this was in front of thousands of Atiny, Woo might think twice about embarrassing his captain in such a public setting.

Then again, everyone also knew that Woo was a glutton for punishment.

Initially, you stood shocked when the cake smeared its black frosting across Hongjoong's face, blinking rapidly as if the scene in front of you wasn't really happening. It took all of a few seconds for the sound of the stadium's erupted laughter to register with you and you were then joining in, sides aching from how hard you laughed in utter disbelief. He took it with all the composure of the team's captain as the crowd began to settle down.

That should have been the end of it, but Hongjoong had then looked at you. Really looked at you. You'd seen that look countless times when the members acted up. It was a look that told them to come to his room later, that everyone joked was where Hongjoong would punish them by spanking them.

You honestly brushed it off at first, and would've forgotten about it had his gaze not found you when he returned to stage a few minutes later, face unfortunately still frosted.

Your stomach sank and you felt a tightness in your chest as his eyes lingered on yours. The remainder of the show was spent with your heart racing, from the adrenaline of the concert to the seriousness of his gaze each time it found you throughout the rest of the night.

You felt as if you had run a mile at the end of the show, the floor clearing out little by little until there were only a handful of groups lingering here or there. You had started on your way out of the venue when a masked staff member stopped you and asked you to follow them. That was when your heart really started to hammer away, heat rising to your cheeks. Were you going to be in trouble? Did Wooyoung somehow blame it on you, and now you were going to take the fall?

All sorts of possibilities ran through your mind as you followed them through hallway after hallway until you reached an empty green room. The staff member didn't say much as they gestured for you to sit on the loveseat, where a form and pen sat waiting for you on the coffee table.

There's no fucking way…

You looked bewildered and didn't even have the chance to hide your surprise as you stared open mouthed between the Non-Disclosure Agreement and the staff member who waited patiently with a raised brow. "One of the members would like to meet you, and in order to do that we'll need you to sign this. This is just an agreement that--"

"I-I know what it is, thank you. I'll sign it."

You hadn't meant to come off so short, but you were freaking out internally. There was a slight tremble to your hand as it reached for the pen while your eyes scanned the document. Jokes were made about this exact situation all the time and you hadn't expected to ever find yourself in it. The worst part was that you had no idea what would follow once you signed. Even so, you had.

The staff member collected the document wordlessly and slipped it into a folder behind them before they had gestured for you to follow. You stood on wobbly legs but followed out regardless, your heart pounding as heat flooded your neck and face. The possibilities of what was to come had your stomach doing flips and you silently chewed the inside of your cheek. You hadn't gone far before they stopped and you had to stop yourself from running into their back while they rapped their knuckles on the door.

"Come in," came a familiar voice that sent a chill down your spine.

The staff member pushed the door open and inward, staying in the hallway while they gestured you inside. And what greeted you when you stepped inside made your heart stop in your chest and all of the breath leave your lungs.

Kim Hongjoong.

His dark gaze flicked behind you, the silent command enough as the door shut behind you, the sound making you startle, effectively bringing you back to earth. "It was Wooyoung's i--!" had quickly rushed out of your mouth, the sentence abruptly ended by a deadly smile and finger to the lips by Hongjoong, the idol you had always dreamed of meeting.

Though you could have never pictured something like this.

The look in his eyes made your heart skip several beats, making your head swim. He knew it too, could see it in the way your eyes had widened at him like saucers with worry knitted in your brow, your lips parted in shock. Most of the frosting had been cleaned from his face, but there were still dark smudges visible--evidence of your involvement.

"Don't you remember? Wooyoung said it was your idea. He wouldn't do it if a certain Atiny did not encourage him," he said, head tilted to the side with a predatory glint in his eye. That look made your stomach coil, your legs squeeze together. You knew you were probably beet red right now, and that realization only made it worse. Hongjoong chuckled.

"I-I'm so sorry, I didn't think he'd actually…I didn't even think he'd see me--! Oh my god…" You had begun, panicking once more as you ran a hand through your hair with worry etched deep in your features. Hongjoong only chuckled and stood, holding up his hands and shaking his head. "Relax, ….?" he cooed, brow raised prompting you for your name.

"Oh-- Y/N. My name is Y/N."

"Y/N…very pretty name," he said with a smile, sitting back down before he pat the cushion beside him. "Y/N, I asked before, but are you sure you are Atiny? Because my Atiny knows what happens when someone gets into trouble." You stared at him wide-eyed and quickly nodded your head. "Of course I'm Atiny! And...of course I know…" you had started out strong, determined to prove yourself as an Atiny. But your voice had faltered, quieting as you remembered what happened to those who got into trouble with the captain.

The few seconds it took you to cross the space and sit next to him--a healthy gap between the two of you--felt like an eternity as the edges of your vision darkened what was in front of you into a tunnel. You were conscious of how loud your heart hammered in your chest while the watch on your wrist vibrated to alert you of your increased heartrate. Hongjoong lifted a brow, that ever-present smirk taunting you and he nodded. "You do know? So you did it anyway, mm? It's almost like you wanted this to happen." It felt impossible for you to blush any harder but your body had become uncomfortably hot and you avoided meeting his gaze. There was no use in denying it, he knew that. He knew what his older Atiny thought of him and the rest of his members. You did want this. While you were lost in your thoughts, refusing to believe the reality before you, the very real and breathing captain watched you intently. The feeling of cool fingers on your chin made your hazy thoughts disappear in a blink and you sucked in a gasp. Hongjoong had captured your chin between his thumb and forefinger and forced you to look at him.

The second you did, all of your willpower had crumbled and the quietest whimper sounded in your throat. That made him smile, the sound of his chuckle making you press your thighs together. His head did not move as his eyes watched the subtle movement, brows raising as his smirk grew. You'd seen that look before in so many fancams, but seeing it in real life was devastating. "Y/N, I can hear how loud your heart is beating for me," he teased you as you sat awestruck, frozen under his gaze. At some point he had maneuvered himself closer to you, thigh brushing against yours and you wondered when he had had the time to do that without your notice. His face leaned into yours, his cheek brushing yours and your hand instinctively moved to cover your mouth as you sucked in a gasp. The hand that had held your chin moved to cup the back of your neck, thumb positioned on your cheek opposite his face. His breath caressed your ear as he spoke which sent a full body shiver down your spine while his other hand had moved to the dip where your hip met your thigh and squeezed once. "Y/N, I have to punish you, you know this?" When you didn't answer, the hand at your hip squeezed harder. "That was a question, Y/N." "Y-Yes..." "Yes, what?" "Yes, C..Captain." He chuckled against your ear. "Good girl. Come here," he commanded as he pulled away, patting his lap. The hand at your neck moved down your arm to your wrist to guide you closer until you were laid across his lap. You couldn't hear anything over the sound of your blood roaring in your ears while your heart pounded against your ribs. You were both embarrassed and enthralled, panicked and excited as his hands settled on your body. One moved to brush the hair that hung in front of your face behind your ear while the other rested on the small of your back. "Hmmm," Hongjoong mused, the hand on your back rubbing small circles, each circle widening until his hand rested on your ass. "I wonder how many would be enough? It is my birthday, so maybe I should do one for each year, hm? I think that is only fair. What do you say, Y/N?" You swallowed the thick lump that had formed in your throat and nodded once. "Y-Yes, Captain." "You learn quickly, I like that." CRACK. There was no warning when the first smack came and you cried out, the sting sharp even through the fabric of your pants. Hongjoong knew what he was doing as the blow landed not at the crest of where you ass was roundest, but right beneath. Right where all your weight would be whenever you sat. "Count." It was not a question and you swallowed a breath before you spoke, voice trembling. "O..One..." His hand rubbed the sting into your flesh, letting it fade before raising it and letting the second blow come without a moment's hesitation. CRACK. One of your hands covered your mouth to stifle your cry of pain, shaking as it moved away for you to count. "T-Two..." Even if it was a punishment, the soothing strokes of his palm after each slap was comforting. Hongjoong knew how to be careful, and it was clear all the rumors were true. "If it's too much, tell me to stop," he said as he massaged your already burning flesh. But he was surprised when you shook your head, glancing at him from over your shoulder. "I-I can handle it," you replied confidently despite how your voice wavered. The smile that spread across Hongjoong's face was dark, and you could see why he was part of the demon line. "Good girl." CRACK. "Three--!" CRACK. "F-Four.."

It didn't escape Hongjoong's notice how your thighs squeezed together with each blow, judging by how his hand would brush the apex of your thighs while he soothed your flesh. At some point your cries of pain had become moaning whimpers that you muffled behind your hand and you looked forward to the next and the next, your heart pounding now for other reasons. Hongjoong was enjoying it too, you could tell. If what had slowly begun to press into your abdomen while lying across his lap was any indication, he was thrilled by your responses. CRACK. "T-hirteen..." Your ass was burning, and you knew that sitting would be pain for the next few days. But God was it worth it. Hongjoong was impressed with how well you took the punishment, never asking him to stop for even a moment. The hand that wasn't spanking you would take turns caressing your back or running fingers through your hair, even moving to your mouth for you to bite down on should you grow too loud. CRACK. You wailed against his hand, a tremble in your thighs beginning to grow. Your ass was aching, heat radiating from the throbbing pain and Hongjoong waited patiently for you to gather yourself. "N.." You let out a trembling breath. "Nineteen." You tensed for the next blow only for it not to come. When you glanced over your shoulder, Hongjoong was staring intently at the door, brows narrowed. His eyes dropped to the crack beneath the door where a shadow moved. His hand rested possessively against your throbbing flesh and he spoke. "I know you are there, Wooyoung." Your head whipped toward the door as heat flooded your face. The silence felt like an eternity, and a few moments later the door slowly opened to a sheepish Wooyoung, eyes wide as his gaze fell on you across the captain's lap. Hongjoong commanded him wordlessly with a look and the door was then closed, Wooyoung crossing the room to sit in a chair opposite the couch you two were on. "How long have you been eavesdropping, Wooyoung?" He couldn't take his eyes off of the two of you, staring directly at you as he answered the captain's question. "Four.." came his simple answer before his gaze peeled from yours and moved up to Hongjoong's. "Four? And you were going to let Y/N take your punishment and listen from the outside? Naughty boy." Hongjoong scolded him, rubbing soothing circles into your ass. You were surprisingly grateful for the respite, but there were only five more to go. Wooyoung said nothing as his gaze dropped to the floor, eyes glancing at yours every now and then. "Apologize to her, Wooyoung. Make it convincing." Wooyoung looked at you for a moment before mumbling an apology. Hongjoong tensed beneath you and you felt your blush heat your face. "That wasn't very convincing. Do it properly."

Wooyoung's head snapped up to look at Hongjoong with a pleading gaze that was silenced by his hard stare. Woo stood from his chair and bowed at the waist, apologizing to you formally. He was still bowed when Hongjoong's hand suddenly cracked across your ass and you yelped, startling Wooyoung who abruptly straightened with wide eyes, his mouth agape. You began to speak, counting the spank when Hongjoong shushed you, his gaze never leaving Wooyoung's. "Count for her, you know where we left off since you've been outside the entire time." "Twenty.." came Wooyoung's quiet voice. CRACK. "Louder." CRACK. "Twenty-one--!" With each remaining blow, Wooyoung couldn't keep his eyes off of you, gaze snapping to your ass each time Hongjoong's hand met the suppled flesh. He squirmed where he stood, his own face flooded with heat. Watching the captain punish you coupled with the sounds you made had his hands folded in front of his lap, quickly getting a rise out of him. Feeling Hongjoong's arousal pressing tightly into your abdomen while watching Wooyoung's excitement grow was wreaking havoc on your mind and body. The dampness between your legs had grown so obviously that Hongjoong chuckled when his hand dipped between your thighs after each slap. "You like having Wooyoung watch don't you, Y/N?" When you didn't answer, he laughed again and glanced up at Wooyoung as he continued speaking to you. "Don't worry, I think he likes watching you, too." His free hand dipped to your cheek, caressing it softly with the pad of his thumb as he leaned in closer to your face. "You've been good, Y/N. Last one, okay?" You nodded, a whimper sounding in your throat as your hands tightly gripped his thigh beneath you. He rubbed gentle circles against your ass before lifting his hand, letting it crack harder than it had before which caused you to cry out in pain, body jerking underneath him which elicited a small groan from the man. "Mmn..twenty-four," Hongjoong said, gently soothing the sting with his own aching hand, fingers dancing between your thighs each time his hand circled low. Wooyoung was momentarily ignored as Hongjoong began to praise you. "What a good girl you were for me, Y/N. But you won't be getting in trouble again, will you? You've learned your lesson?" You were breathless, panting in his lap as you nodded weakly in response. "Y-Yes, Captain. I won't do it again.." you mumbled, letting your full weight rest in his lap. His hand had stopped rubbing circles across your ass and had now begun to settle between your thighs which made your breath catch in your throat. It was then that Hongjoong acknowledged Wooyoung again. "Since our brave Y/N took the punishment for the both of you, it's only fair you help me reward her for being so good, don't you think Wooyoung? After all, you didn't think I'd let you watch and listen without doing anything, did you? You need to make it up to her." Wooyoung blinked between the two of you before he settled on Hongjoong, nodding quickly. "O-Of course. I owe her that much," he replied as he crossed the space between you. Hongjoong jerked his chin towards Wooyoung with a grin. "On your knees, then." Woo did as he was told and Hongjoong helped you sit up off of his lap gently, guiding you to lie back against the couch before he grabbed your hips and slid your ass towards the edge of the couch. Hongjoong grinned, guiding Wooyoung between your parted thighs before straightening up behind him, arms crossed over his chest. "Mm, happy birthday to me."

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Where The Heart Is by BlocksRuinedMe (@blocksruinedme)

Rated T, 999 words-

JOEL ON HERMITCRAFT FIC

it's also Joel/Etho and Joel/Lizzie :)

ASJHAFLHKSA:KHJFSA;khjf

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yeah

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PLEASE HELP ME I CANNOT KEEP UP WITH THESE MERCH RELEASES MY WALLET CAN ONLY TAKE SO MUCH

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If you like Higurashi, I highly recommend Umineko, it’s so so good! Not the anime, but there’s plenty of playthroughs/read through on YouTube!

Oh yeah, I played through it not long after finishing original Higurashi actually! My Monokubs’ tag was inspired by Umineko and the whole ‘furniture’ concept (though I mentioned a while ago it was more inspired after Maria and Sakutarou what with the latter being a plushie, it’s like a blend of the two ideas). Ouma himself - and his mask, naturally (ahem Monokuma) - makes me think of Beato, what with how cryptic he is regarding himself and his past, particularly...

...In short yeeeah I thought about Umineko a bunch- there’s even a whole slew of tracks on my playlist from Umineko ahaha

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I love ur edits sm they are so pretty and cute and aaaa

khjf;iwdghvb thank you. i hope i get more time to edit soon. i’ve decided i’m done with the one word moodboards now so i can move onto other things. namely making more daensa content. and actually update all my blogs that im part of. the neglecting has been real :/

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Idk Oomfie said they were saying homophobic shit but Oomfie also has a past with them i think so

gays cant even trust other gays now a days........ it be your own kind 😣

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HI FRAN I REALIZED I HAVEN'T SAID I LOVE YOU ENOUGH RECENTLY BUT I LOVE YOU TO THE MOON AND BACK AND HOPE YOUR DOING WELL

oh shit hi khjfs I didn’t see this sooner I’m so sorry :( I LOVE YOU SO SO SO MUCH AND I WANT YOU TO KNOW THAT I CHERISH OUR FRIENDSHIP I HOPE YOU’RE DOING WELL AND HAD A GREAT DAY 

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better when it feels wrong // kim hongjoong

pairing: kim hongjoong x reader, park seonghwa is your ex genre: smut wc: 2.7k warnings: unprotected sex, public/risky sex

"C'mon, Y/N! The end's this way!" Your friend was the partier, the one who always wanted to go out and begged you to join. Up until a few weeks ago, you were able to use your boyfriend as an excuse. But, of course, you two broke up. And you've been mopey ever since (even though you were the one to dump him). So in the spirit of busting you out of your funk and getting back to your 'hot girl shit' as your friend had so eloquently put it, you'd gotten dressed up and headed to your city's hottest club, Wicked Ones.

You were following after your friend down the line that extended down the side of the building, the thumping beat hitting your chest as you passed the open doors. As you walked, you felt someone's eyes on you and looked up. Time slowed down it seemed as your eyes met his. There was this glint to them that made your heart thump louder than the music inside. He fully turned towards you as you continued past him, and you even found yourself almost fully walking backwards, unable to tear your gaze from him. "Hello, earth to Y/N?"

Your attention immediately snapped back to your friend like the spell had been released and you joined them at the end of the line. "Huh? Sorry..did you see that guy? He's so..." you trailed off, still looking after him. He'd turned his attention back to his friends but kept sneaking glances at you too. "Fine? Hot as fuck? You two were practically eye-fucking each other." At first it sounded like they were scolding you. Until that Cheshire's grin spread across their face and they elbowed your side. "That's what I wanna see tonight, but remember! You're single, so you better mingle. He can't be the only hot guy in the club."

Right, they were right. You were going to play the field tonight. But you had already found your first player. It didn't take long for you to get inside, you and your friend making a beeline for the bar. Your friend seemed to be a regular here, the way the bartender immediately took their order and you were downing two shots in no time. Right as you sat the shot glass down, a voice behind you got your attention. "Found you."

You turned around to see the same guy from before standing behind you with a grin. You returned it, tucking hair behind your ear. "Good job, detective. Would you like a prize?" you teased. That made him chuckle and the sound sent butterflies flittering in your stomach. "I would, actually. Let me buy you a drink?" He asked as he slid himself beside you at the bar and flagged them down. "Sounds more like a prize for me, but I won't say no. Vodka redbull, if you would." He signaled to the bartender for two of them, adding them to his tab before handing you yours first. "Cheers, ......?" He said, raising his cup to yours with a curious brow. "Y/N. Cheers, ....?" "Hongjoong." Your cups tapped and both of you took generous sips. A bit escaped your lips and dribbled down your chin, which Hongjoong reached for with his thumb, eyes taking in every detail in your lips as it cleaned up the spill. Your heart was pounding and you felt heat flush your skin. But it was when he slipped his thumb between his own lips, eyes lifting to yours through his lashes, that that heat went straight to your core. He's so hot.

You must've been staring with your mouth agape because he chuckled at your reaction, leaning in closer to your body. The two of you kept chatting and the more you spoke, the more flustered you got. It couldn't have been the alcohol hitting you that fast, you weren't a lightweight. But you felt flustered and in a haze. It would've stayed that way if someone hadn't interrupted. "What the hell?" Both of your heads snapped to the owner of the voice and your stomach dropped. "Seonghwa? What are you doing here?" you asked him incredulously. He ignored your question, accusatory gaze flicking between you and Hongjoong. "Why are you talking to Hongjoong?" You gaped at him, looking from Hongjoong to Seonghwa. "You know him?" you asked, pointing at the man who'd been flustering since you walked in the door. "Know him? Yeah, he was my old roommate that moved out a few years ago. He just moved back into town." Seonghwa's gaze was still piercing you and you felt your face pale. Shit. Your breakup had been an awkward but necessary one, and this tension was too much for you. "Uh--shit. Sorry I uh--I've gotta go find my friend. See you." You quickly managed to stumble out before you grabbed your drink and ran off into the crowd. Finding your friend hadn't been hard as they tended to be the life of the party wherever they went. You explained what happened and they encouraged you to just down your drink and let loose. So you did just that. It didn't take long, just a handful of songs and a few more shots, for you to loosen up and forget the awkward encounter with your ex. You weren't going to let it ruin your night so you drank and danced, every now and then catching Hongjoong's eye staring at you from across the club.

You couldn't like, you found it hot. So you grinned at him, now sufficiently tipsy and warmed up. You felt unstoppable. You danced with your friend and whoever was around, moving your body to the music like a siren. By the end of the next song you were panting a bit and decided you needed a breather. "Hey, I'll be right back. Gonna get some air," you told your friend who whooped in response and went right back to dancing. You laughed as you walked away, weaving your way through the crowd towards the bathrooms. Before you could make it, a hand wraps around your wrist and pulls you into a back hallway covered in neon signs. "Hey--!" you began to protest before whoever had grabbed you had your back against a wall, one hand holding your waist in a tight grip while the other caged you in. Hongjoong. Your heart was pounding and that familiar heat he'd stoked in your core before came flaring back to life. "So. You're Seonghwa's ex girlfriend, hm?" You put on your best unbothered face and raised your brows at him with a shrug. "Yeah? So what?" He leaned in closer to you, letting out a tsk. "Ah, well that puts me in an awkward spot." "Be for real. There's plenty of people here, I think you'll be fine," you scoff with a roll of your eyes. "I haven't even looked at anyone else since I saw you outside." That took you by surprise. You blink in confusion, stumbling over your tongue. "H-hwhat?"

Next thing you know it, he's inches away from your face. You can feel his breath ghost your skin and you shudder. "Tell me to stop.." he breathes.

But your brain is firing at rapid pace and you look around. "B..but what about Seonghwa?"

"Seonghwa doesn't need to know," he replies with a slight shrug and a smirk.

His confidence is contagious so you smile. That was all it took before his lips were crashing into yours and your hands were slipping around his neck. The contact between you two pulled a groan from his lips which made your body burn hotter, pulling you in like a magnet. Anything to be closer.

Any and all thoughts of how you shouldn’t be hooking up with your ex’s roommate burned into cinders within Hongjoong’s passionate touch. You tugged his lip into your mouth which made him snarl, sending an electric shock down your spine straight to the flaming embers of your core.

Hongjoong’s hands slide down to grip the dip in your hips, fingers pressing into the soft flesh of your ass hard enough to bruise—like letting go of you would dissolve the illusion. His grip pulls you into him, your hips against his where you can feel how hard he already is through his jeans and it makes you whine.

That makes him smirk against your lips, grinning as he pulls back with your bottom lip between his teeth as his brows raise curiously. “Want it?” he asks you, hands slipping down to grip right beneath your ass while digits explore the perimeter of your clothed sex. Teasing, taunting strokes hidden under the guise of adjusting his grip and he watches you, waiting for your answer.

Your chest is heaving with panting breaths, those few moments spent kissing you having done enough damage to make you a dizzy, lust-addled mess. You nod first, looking up at him with a desperate doe-eyed gaze before you can manage to find the words.

“Yes—please,” comes out in a breathy tone and his eyes roll back and close at the desperation in your voice.

Quickly his lips find your neck, kissing up to your ear as his grip tightens possessively at the underside of your ass while he whispers; “You’re so pretty when you say please.”

As unceremonious as it is to fuck someone you just met in the back hallway of a club where anyone could stumble upon you, the look he’s had set on you all night had stoked the embers that kept your core warm until they were a raging fire desperate to be quelled. And that wasn’t something you could ignore, Seonghwa be damned.

Just as soon as he finished speaking he captured your lips again, bruising and starving as if he hadn’t had this in a while. He groaned around your tongue, hand dipping between your thighs boldly now to stroke paths up to your clit where the pads of his fingers circled and teased you through the thin fabric of your leggings. He smirks against your lips again, pulling back to speak. “You’re so wet for me already. You’ve been waiting for me to do this haven’t you?”

The question makes your face burn with heat and you stammer hurriedly to deny it. But when you couldn’t find the words he knew he was right.

“Then I won’t make you wait any longer.”

Next thing you knew he was turning you to face the wall, pulling your hips back and guiding you to bend forward, your hands planted on either side of your face against the cool surface of painted brick. All while unfastening his pants behind you enough to free his erection, hissing through his teeth as the cool air hit his now exposed cock.

He presses into you as his hands pull your leggings and panties down just below your ass, lips and teeth grazing your neck. “Good girl,” he breathes, one hand massaging your ass in its grasp as the other lines his cock up with your dripping hole. You gasp as he pushes inside of you without another word, head falling back in bliss at the feeling of being so full and so suddenly.

Your body had been craving this since you first spoke to him tonight and it was evident the way your walls pulled him in and held him there. He could tell too, if the satisfied way he moaned into the shell of your ear was any indication.

“Fuck, Y/N…”

“Hongjoong,” you whine in reply, hips pushing back into him impatiently. You want him to start moving, and you want it now. Hard and fast, like the bass pounding through the club that reverberates through the walls. As if saying his name was a trigger, his hips pull back and snap forward into yours once, twice, before he sets a hard and quick pace.

You can’t help how loud you are because god he feels so good. And as much as it makes Hongjoong smile to hear his affect on you, he’s smart enough to know that the two of you can’t be too loud.

So he hooks one arm behind both of your elbows, pulling your upper body into his chest and forcing your lower back into an arch while his free hand finds your mouth.

“Your noises are so pretty, baby, but we can’t get caught, hm? Be good, open your mouth for me,” he instructs you and you oblige widening your already open mouth. He slips his index and ring finger between your lips and you don’t need to be told what to do next as they wrap around his digits and you suckle them, moans effectively muffled by your tongue and his fingers.

The way you do as he says so eagerly makes his head swim and he growls behind your ear a string of praising expletives as he pounds your tight pussy over and over, making sure that it remembers the shape of him.

As much as you loved Seonghwa, he had never fucked you like this, and maybe he knew this about Hongjoong and it was why he was so bothered to see the two of you near each other. Because if this is how his friend was in a dirty quickie, he’d have no hope of getting you back if you ever spent time with Hongjoong in privacy.

Already you could feel how his cock was swelling inside of you, letting you know just how close he was. Eager to cum with him, you wriggle one of your arms free to guide his hand out of your mouth and between your thighs. Hongjoong picks up on what you want immediately and slips his saliva coated fingers between your folds as he fucks you until they find your swollen clit.

That contact immediately made you whine out loud and you bite down on your lip to swallow the rest of your noises. His fingers expertly work your sensitive clit into overdrive as his thrusts into your hole never falter and you can feel the muscles in your abdomen clench and release as your orgasm builds its way to a crescendo.

“Hongjoong please—-I’m gonna cum…” you whine desperately to which he grunts in response.

“Yeah? You want to cum with me, baby? Say please.”

You whine in response at first, not used to having to ask and he snaps his hips into you harder, his fingers stilling as he waits for your plea.

“P-Please! Please let me cum,” you beg him, thighs shaking as your hips push back into his of their own accord.

“That’s a good girl, cum for me, baby,” he purrs against your neck, fingers returning harder and faster than before until you’re both tumbling over the edge into your orgasms. Hongjoong pulls out just in time to cum against your exposed ass as your pussy spasms and clenches around nothing, making you whine and shake.

It takes only a moment for you two to come down from your high, both with heaving chests and sloppy grins. Hongjoong fishes a handful of bar napkins out of his back pocket to clean up his mess before stuffing himself back in his jeans and helping you redress.

You look at him with a raised brow at the napkins. “So you were prepared for this, huh? What, did you think I was that easy?” you ask him curiously to which he chuckles and shakes his head.

“I didn’t think that at all. I just happened to have them from a drink and thought it would be smart of me to keep them handy. Looks like I was right,” he teased, tossing them away before he grabs you by your hips and pulls you to his chest. He places a few slow appreciative kisses up your neck until he finds your lips and kisses you slowly and deliberately before pulling back.

“Y/N, I want to see you again..”

You bite your lip and look down. Now that the heat of the moment has passed your heart flutters at the thought of Seonghwa and you look up at Hongjoong and open your mouth to speak, but he interrupts you before you start.

“I don’t want to cause trouble, although I wouldn’t mind. It’s your decision.”

That makes you smile and after a moment’s thought, you hold your hand out for his phone. He passes it to you eagerly and you quickly type your number in. “Call me, and we’ll see,” you say, giving him a quick kiss on the cheek before heading back to the dance floor to find your friend.