#lee jooheon fanfiction

[jadededge]

Double Trouble || Jookyun - Ch.4

Pairing: JooKyun x Reader

Genre: AU, Romance, Smut

Rating: M

Summary: Jooheon and Changkyun are an inseparable duo. They do everything together, and dating was no exception. You see them all the time and silently pine but eventually meet them and things progress from there.

Basically reader and her two boyfriends. Smut. Fluff.

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Navigation: Chapter 1 | Chapter 2 | Chapter 3 | Chapter 4

"Switching positions, I like to rotate."

"You ready sweetheart?" Jooheon asks.

You nod shyly, smiling up at him. He eases in slowly while hovering his face just above yours. His eyes are piercing straight into you and it is the most exquisite feeling. You both groan as he stretches you.

He pulls back out just a little and back in, getting you both used to the feeling. Once he's sure you're ready, he starts to pick up his pace. You're already feeling so good, you can't stop your moans of adoration from falling.

As if kissing you passionately while slow stroking wasn't enough to make you cum, he leans back and pulls your legs wider apart. In this new position he slams into you at an unrelenting pace. Suddenly you feel Changkyunnie sit to your left.

"You're taking Honey so well." He praises while stroking your hair. You glow on the inside. You can't help but let out the most sensual moan you can muster and squeeze Jooheon involuntarily. This sends him into a frenzy. The sounds filling the room were sinful. Skin slapping, and begging pleas.

"Fuuuuck. That felt amazing. You like it when we praise our Princess, hm?" He teases you, slamming into with accentuated thrust.

You only moan in response. Changkyun slaps your breast in response. "He asked you a question. Answer with words."

"Yes! Fuck- yes, I love it." You yell. "Feels so good. I'm gonna cum." You manage out in between thrust.

Changkyun moves his hand down to your clit and starts rubbing smooth, tight circles to it. You feel yourself nearing your end. "Let go baby."

You feel it deep in your spine. Creeping up to the surface, like the delightfulness of an itch being scratched. The feel of Jooheon filling you up and Changkyun controlling your body with his hands was simply too perfect. You snap.

"Yes baby fuck, I'm going to fill you up so good." His movement becomes erratic. Joo leans forward burying his head in your neck, whispering the sweetest dirtiest promises to you while he cums.

Rolling to your other side, he caresses your face while panting hard. "You are amazing." He leans up to give you a gentle kiss to the forehead.

"Truly. A sight to see." Changkyun adds, mimicking Jooheon's move. "But you're absolutely not done yet. It's my turn." He fake pouts.

"Then it's our turn." Joo adds

You're still reeling from this round. You can't imagine the next two... _______________________________________________________________

The next morning, you woke up to who you assumed was Honey wrapped around your waist, faced pressed to your back, because Changkyunnie was lying facing you. He was still asleep, his breath even and slow. You took this chance to observe him. You smile to yourself.

This sleeping angel shows no traces of the devil he was last night. You sandwiched between him and Honey, filled to the brim for most of the night, you wouldn't expect to be cooing at him this way in the light. He's adorable.

"Aw, I think it's cute. You staring at me with such adoration." He startled you by speaking. Eyes still closed.

You stammer. "What? I- I wasn't staring.." How did he know?

He slowly opens his eyes, "I felt you." He laughs a little. "It's okay. I told you, I think it's cute." He reaches up to gently glide his thumb over your cheek. "Hi." He says.

Your heart melts. "Hi."

He leans in to give you a kiss and you move just a little to meet him. At this, Jooheon grumbles, "Noo." and tightens his hold on you.

Changkyun scoffs, "Cockblocking baby." You chuckle at the pair. "You want breakfast princess?"

"Sure. Whatever's easiest to make." You offer not wanting to have him going out of his way.

"It's easiest for me to give you whatever you desire." He stares at you deeply. "So what would you like?"

You blush hard. "An omelette and toast?"

He squints a little, "I can do that. Relax a little more I'll come get you when it's ready." He leans and kisses you again. While getting up and out of bed, he reaches around and gives Jooheon a slap to the back.

"Fuck! Man, why would you do that?" Jooheon complains.

"You're hogging her, let her move around." Changkyun reprimands while getting dressed.

Joo rolls over mumbling under his breath, "I wasn't the one sucking face all morning. Stupid..." and drifts back off.

You're left laughing during the whole exchange. Rolling to your side, you absentmindedly stroked Honey's back til you're drifting back to sleep.

"Baby. Get up." You hear in your dream. "Baby... Changkyun made breakfast. A whole spread. I helped though." You grumble awake. "He's going to say I didn't but I did."

You roll over to see Jooheon smiling at you. "What time is it?" You ask.

"Just after 11. When I got up you looked so peaceful I didn't want to wake you up." He coos at you.

You smile. "Okay, give me 15 minutes and I'll be down."

Leaving you to your morning routine, you quickly freshen up with the toiletries the boys left for you and head down stairs.

Honey said Changkyun made a spread but you didn't expect all of this.

"Do you all normally eat this much?"

"No. It's for you, obviously."

He's a smartass huh. That's amusing. You think chuckling to yourself. "Thank you Changkyunnie."

You notice he blushes a little before abruptly turning around. "It's nothing.

Jooheon leans in and whispers to you, "He really likes you."

After eating, the 3 of you lounged for some time while chatting. Before you knew it, a couple of hours had passed. You start to think maybe you should leave. You could use a shower in your own space, and, to be honest, you didn't want to seem too clingy.

"Well I had a great morning, but I need to get home." You move to face Jooheon. He had maneuvered you into a cuddle, with you leaning on him.

With a pout he responds, "Nooo. Why? Stay." He puts both his arms around your waist and pulls you in. When he puts his face in the crook of your neck, you nearly lose your resolve.

"Yeah, why? You're tolerable to be around." Changkyun says, kind of off handedly still staring at the tv.

"Aw, see, you have to stay. Changkyunnie really really likes you." Jooheon reveals. "He doesn't like anybody hanging around too long."

"Dude.." Changkyun throws a small pillow at Jooheon.

"I mean, I need to shower and change for starters. And.. well," You regret instantly saying anything. You try to back out.

"We're not sick of you. If that's what you're thinking. Are you sick of us? Are we too clingy?" Jooheon grabs you tighter, staring at you nearly pouting. God, he's adorable. And dangerous...

This is baffling to say the least. This man is nearly the complete opposite of what he seems. He's worried that he's too clingy, ha!

You chuckle a little, "no, you're not too clingy. And I would stay but I still need my things."

"We can get you stuff or take you to your place." Honey moves to put his head in your lap and look up at you. The same position you were in last night. Funny.

Changkyun moves to sit next to you leaning back with his arm stretched along the couch behind you . "I can take you home to shower and get your things. Stay the rest of the weekend with us, Princess."

"What the hell." You decide. "Okay, sure. Take me home and bring me back." You smile at them.

[tinytinyblogs]

Minhyuk As Your Boyfriend

Boyfriend

(n.) A person who 90% of the time annoy you, and 10% of the time makes you forget the 90%

Monsta X Masterlist Here

He loves playing games with you, and he'll happily spend all day doing so. You'll both scream so loudly when you lose, but I hope your neighbors don't mind! You and Minhyuk are the loudest gamers in the neighborhood. You scream and shout and cheer so loudly that your neighbors probably think you're crazy. But you don't care, because you're having too much fun. You'll spend hours playing your favorite games, whether it's Mario Kart, Super Smash Bros., or League of Legends. You'll trash-talk each other and laugh at each other's misfortunes. You'll even get a little competitive, but it's all in good fun. When you finally lose, you'll both scream and shout in frustration. But then you'll laugh it off and start a new game. You'll never get tired of playing games together, because it's always so much fun.

Minhyuk knows how to make you smile, and spending time with him is always so much fun. So when he's away for a few days, you might feel a little bored. But don't worry, there are plenty of things you can do to keep yourselves entertained.

Minhyuk suggested adopting a puppy on a whim, and you thought it was a great idea. You spent the whole day running around the house taking pictures of the puppy, trying to get the perfect shot. You and Minhyuk had been talking about getting a puppy for a while, but you never really took the initiative to do it. But one day, Minhyuk came home from work and said, "I think we should adopt a puppy." You were a little surprised, but you were also excited. You had always wanted a puppy, and you knew Minhyuk would be a great dog dad.

This man will be extremely worried if you get sick or if he sees you crying in front of him. He will do whatever it takes to take care of you, even if it means googling how to take care of you or calling Kihyun at 3 a.m. in the morning. He will hold your hand and tell you everything is going to be okay. He will get you a warm blanket and a cup of tea. He will stay up with you all night if he has to. He will do whatever it takes to make sure you feel better. He knows that you are his priority, and he will do anything to make sure you are happy and healthy. He is the most caring and supportive person you know, and you are lucky to have him in your life.

Minhyuk would love to take you to all the cute and aesthetic places in town. He would start by taking you to a cafe with a beautiful view. You would order coffee and pastries, and you would sit outside and people-watch. Then, he would take you to a flower shop, where you would pick out a bouquet of flowers for each other. After that, you would go for a walk in the park, and you would take some couple photos in front of the fountain. For dinner, he would take you to a restaurant with a romantic atmosphere. You would order your favorite dishes, and you would talk for hours. After dinner, he would walk you back to your apartment, and he would kiss you goodnight. Minhyuk would be so proud to be your boyfriend, and he would want everyone to know it. He would show the members the couple photos he took of you, and he would tell them all about the date. He would tell them about the food you ate, the things you did, and how much fun you had together. He would be so happy to have you in his life, and he would want to share his happiness with everyone.

Minhyuk is so proud to be your boyfriend that he can't help but brag about you to his members. He'll tell them stories about your dates, your conversations, and even your quirks. At first, they'll be happy for him, but eventually they'll start to get tired of hearing about you all the time. They might even start to tease him about it. But Minhyuk doesn't care. He's just so happy to have you in his life, and he wants everyone to know about it. Even though the members might get tired of hearing about you, they would still be happy for Minhyuk. They would know that he's found someone special, and they would be supportive of his relationship with you.

Your relationship with Minhyuk is always exciting and never dull. You always have something to look forward to, whether it's a new date night, a weekend getaway, or just spending time together at home. Minhyuk always knows how to make you laugh, and he always makes you feel loved and appreciated. You feel like the luckiest person in the world to have Minhyuk in your life. He is everything you could ever want in a partner. He is kind, funny, supportive, and loving. He always puts your needs first, and he always makes you feel special. Minhyuk tells you that he loves you more and more every day. He says that you are the most amazing person he has ever met, and that he can't imagine his life without you. You believe him, because you feel the same way about him.

[honey-andmilktea]

"𝐘𝐨𝐮 𝐝𝐞𝐬𝐞𝐫𝐯𝐞 𝐚 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐰𝐡𝐨 𝐭𝐚𝐤𝐞𝐬 𝐚𝐰𝐚𝐲 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐥𝐢𝐞𝐬 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐛𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐡𝐨𝐩𝐞, 𝐜𝐨𝐟𝐟𝐞𝐞, 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐩𝐨𝐞𝐭𝐫𝐲."

~ 𝐅𝐫𝐢𝐝𝐚 𝐊𝐚𝐡𝐥𝐨

・゜゜・．🤎📜☕️ 𝐋𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐚𝐭 𝐅𝐢𝐫𝐬𝐭 𝐒𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭: 𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝟗: 𝐈 𝐌𝐢𝐬𝐬 𝐘𝐨𝐮𝐬 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐔𝐧𝐬𝐩𝐨𝐤𝐞𝐧 𝐖𝐨𝐫𝐝𝐬

✒️ 𝟏𝟕 𝐒𝐜𝐫𝐞𝐞𝐧𝐬𝐡𝐨𝐭𝐬 | 🤎 𝐂𝐨𝐥𝐥𝐚𝐠𝐞 𝐒𝐭𝐮𝐝𝐞𝐧𝐭!𝐖𝐓𝐌!𝐋𝐞𝐞 𝐌𝐢𝐧𝐡𝐨 [🚬] 𝐱 𝐂𝐨𝐥𝐥𝐚𝐠𝐞 𝐒𝐭𝐮𝐝𝐞𝐧𝐭!𝐋𝐀𝐋!𝐊𝐢𝐦 𝐉𝐨𝐨𝐡𝐞𝐨𝐧 [🕯️], 𝐂𝐨𝐥𝐥𝐚𝐠𝐞 𝐒𝐭𝐮𝐝𝐞𝐧𝐭!𝐖𝐓𝐌!𝐋𝐞𝐞 𝐌𝐢𝐧𝐡𝐨 [🚬] 𝐱 𝐂𝐨𝐥𝐥𝐚𝐠𝐞 𝐒𝐭𝐮𝐝𝐞𝐧𝐭!𝐖𝐓𝐌!𝐇𝐚𝐧 𝐉𝐢𝐬𝐮𝐧𝐠 [𝐂𝐫𝐮𝐦𝐛𝐬] [🚬], 𝐂𝐨𝐥𝐥𝐚𝐠𝐞 𝐒𝐭𝐮𝐝𝐞𝐧𝐭!𝐋𝐀𝐋!𝐊𝐢𝐦 𝐉𝐨𝐨𝐡𝐞𝐨𝐧 [🕯️] 𝐱 𝐂𝐨𝐥𝐥𝐚𝐠𝐞 𝐒𝐭𝐮𝐝𝐞𝐧𝐭!𝐋𝐀𝐋!𝐆𝐫𝐞𝐲𝐬𝐨𝐧 𝐂𝐨𝐱 [𝐂𝐫𝐮𝐦𝐛𝐬] [🕯️] 𝐂𝐨𝐥𝐥𝐚𝐠𝐞 𝐒𝐭𝐮𝐝𝐞𝐧𝐭!𝐖𝐓𝐌!𝐇𝐚𝐧 𝐉𝐢𝐬𝐮𝐧𝐠 [🚬] 𝐱 𝐂𝐨𝐥𝐥𝐚𝐠𝐞 𝐒𝐭𝐮𝐝𝐞𝐧𝐭!𝐋𝐀𝐋!𝐀𝐧𝐮𝐛𝐢𝐬 [𝐂𝐫𝐮𝐦𝐛𝐬] [🕯️] | 🌙 𝐅𝐥𝐮𝐟𝐟 [🧸], 𝐃𝐚𝐫𝐤 𝐓𝐡𝐞𝐦𝐞𝐬 [🦇], 𝐂𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐤 𝐇𝐮𝐦𝐨𝐫 [🦉], 𝐑𝐨𝐦𝐚𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐜 [🥢], 𝐒𝐌𝐀𝐔 [📞], 𝐂𝐨𝐥𝐥𝐞𝐠𝐞 𝐀𝐔 [🏛️]

👜 𝐒𝐮𝐦𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐲: 𝐊𝐢𝐦 𝐉𝐨𝐨𝐡𝐞𝐨𝐧 𝐢𝐬 𝐚 𝐫𝐞𝐠𝐮𝐥𝐚𝐫 𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐤𝐞𝐝 𝐜𝐨𝐥𝐥𝐞𝐠𝐞 𝐬𝐞𝐧𝐢𝐨𝐫 ���𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐚 𝐝𝐚𝐫𝐤 𝐬𝐞𝐜𝐫𝐞𝐭. 𝐋𝐞𝐞 𝐌𝐢𝐧𝐡𝐨 𝐢𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐜𝐚𝐦𝐩𝐮𝐬 𝐛𝐥𝐚𝐜𝐤 𝐜𝐚𝐭 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐣𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝐰𝐚𝐧𝐭𝐬 𝐭𝐨 𝐠𝐫𝐚𝐝𝐮𝐚𝐭𝐞 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐨𝐰𝐧 𝐬𝐞𝐜𝐫𝐞𝐭, 𝐡𝐞 𝐡𝐚𝐬 𝐚 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐥𝐤𝐞𝐫. 𝐖𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐩𝐞𝐧𝐬 𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐬𝐞 𝐭𝐰𝐨 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐜𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐞? 𝐖𝐡𝐚𝐭'𝐥𝐥 𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐩𝐞𝐧 𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐡𝐨 𝐟𝐢𝐧𝐝𝐬 𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐢𝐝𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐭𝐲 𝐨𝐟 𝐬𝐚𝐢𝐝 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐥𝐤𝐞𝐫?

🕰️ 𝐖𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠[𝐬]: 𝐂𝐮𝐫𝐬𝐞𝐬, 𝐕𝐮𝐥𝐠𝐚𝐫 𝐋𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐮𝐚𝐠𝐞

🍁 𝐈 𝐝𝐨 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐨𝐰𝐧 𝐚𝐧𝐲 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐖𝐞𝐥𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐌𝐚𝐧𝐢𝐚𝐜 𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐬𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐬 𝐨𝐟 𝐒𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐲 𝐊𝐢𝐝𝐬! 𝐓𝐡𝐞𝐲 𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐛𝐞𝐥𝐨𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐨 @armysantiny 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐢𝐫 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐭𝐛𝐨𝐭 @welcome-to-maniac [𝐅𝐨𝐥𝐥𝐨𝐰 𝐛𝐨𝐭𝐡 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐢𝐫 𝐚𝐜𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐭𝐬 𝐬𝐡𝐞'𝐬 𝐬𝐨 𝐜𝐨𝐨𝐥!]

🎞️ 𝐈𝐧𝐬𝐩𝐢𝐫𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧: 𝐈 𝐠𝐨𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐢𝐝𝐞𝐚 𝐟𝐫𝐨𝐦 𝐚 𝐓𝐢𝐤𝐭𝐨𝐤!

🐻 𝐑𝐞𝐛𝐥𝐨𝐠𝐬 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐦𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐬 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐞𝐧𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐫𝐚𝐠𝐞𝐝! 𝐈 𝐰𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐫 𝐰𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐛𝐚𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐦𝐲 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐤 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐫𝐞𝐛𝐥𝐨𝐠𝐠𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐡𝐞𝐥𝐩𝐬 𝐦𝐞 𝐚 𝐥𝐨𝐭, 𝐬𝐨 𝐈 𝐰𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐠𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐥𝐲 𝐚𝐩𝐩𝐫𝐞𝐜𝐢𝐚𝐭𝐞 𝐢𝐭! ^^

🍷 𝐘𝐨𝐮 𝐰𝐚𝐧𝐭 𝐚 𝐜𝐨𝐟𝐟𝐞𝐞 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐛𝐨𝐨𝐤? 𝐂𝐨𝐧𝐬𝐢𝐝𝐞𝐫 𝐠𝐨𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐨 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐜𝐨𝐟𝐟𝐞𝐞 𝐜𝐨𝐫𝐧𝐞𝐫 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐨𝐧𝐞! | 𝐆𝐨𝐭 𝐢𝐧𝐬𝐩𝐢𝐫𝐞𝐝 𝐨𝐧 𝐚 𝐛𝐨𝐨𝐤 𝐢𝐝𝐞𝐚? 𝐑𝐞𝐪𝐮𝐞𝐬𝐭 𝐬𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐟𝐫𝐨𝐦 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐆𝐡𝐨𝐬𝐭 𝐖𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐞𝐫! [𝐂𝐡𝐞𝐜𝐤 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐫𝐮𝐥𝐞𝐬 𝐛𝐞𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐞 𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐩𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐞!]

˚ ༘♡ ⋆｡˚i miss yous and unspoken words˚ ༘♡ ⋆｡˚

˚ ༘♡ ⋆｡˚i miss yous and unspoken words˚ ༘♡ ⋆｡˚

-> HyunLix back in the group chat...kind of! :D

-> Tennie and Sungie hanging out again~

-> Minho is catching feelings but can't let go of his feelings for Sung, he can't make up his mind and now everything is passing through his fingers

-> He is currently panicking- and it's making everything worse-

-> All seems well...for now~

-> Let's see how confrontation works out for Minho

-> Spoiler alert...not so well :D

-> Just to get timeline a bit more organized, Min and Joo have English together on Mondays and Thursdays, they went out with Grey on Sunday and they worked on their project on Thursday after their classes

ˏˋ°•*⁀➷ 🍂✏️ @honey-andmilktea​ - 𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐫𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭𝐬 𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐞𝐫𝐯𝐞𝐝, 𝐩𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐞 𝐝𝐨 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐫𝐞𝐩𝐨𝐬𝐭, 𝐞𝐝𝐢𝐭, 𝐩𝐥𝐚𝐠𝐢𝐚𝐫𝐢𝐳𝐞, 𝐞𝐭𝐜.

: ̗̀➛ 🤎🪵🪶 𝐩𝐮𝐛𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐡𝐞𝐝 𝐨𝐧: 𝟎𝟕.𝟎𝟐.𝟐𝟑 

: ̗̀➛ 🤎🪵🪶 𝐰𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐧 𝐨𝐧: 𝟎𝟔.𝟐𝟓.𝟐𝟑

[t3kandson]

I’ve not been well recently. Instead of writing a month in advance I’ve found myself writing right up to the scheduled published date hardly sleeping and feeling even more unwell.

I had set a target to get every member of my ult groups and ults fanfictions written and posted on their birthday. But this has become very hard to keep up as well as keeping myself healthy.

So I’ve decided to pause my work for now and not set deadlines.

I will continue to do bit by bit instead and post when finished. Rather then stressing and getting hardly any sleep to keep to date the birthday one-shots. Not even being able to focus on the requested or finish the sequels and other parts one one shots I’ve previously written.

I had spent most of this week writing The Boyz Lee Juyeon Player fourth part but in the rush I’ve felt it’s lacked the same fire then others parts. Instead of posting Friday a half hearted rushed story it deserves more then that.

So I won’t be fulfilling the schedule I set myself for this or Kim Byeongkwan Sequel to baby mama.

Though those two will be my priority instead I will write a list of Fanfictions I plan to write.

Giving me time to focus on Request’s Especially Cix Kim Yonghee & BTOB Lee Minhyuk. As well as the Second part of Monsta X Lee Hoseok & Yoo Kihyun’s Youth of No regrets.

Those members I didn’t write birthday fan fictions for I will get around to writing them. Which include

Oneus (it’s fanfiction so OT5 🤫) Kim Youngjo,

The Boyz Hyunjae

Monsta x Lee Jooheon

The Boyz Lee Sangyeon

The Boyz Ji Changmin

Ab6ix Park Woojin

Monsta X Yoo Kihyun

The Boyz Son Youngjae

BTS Kim Taehyung

Monsta X Lee Minhyuk & A.C.E. Kang Yuchan are Sequels I’ve already Plan to do eventually.

Sequels that I planned to finish will still be worked on as promised. But instead of working on order it will be what ever one I feel at the time. So it becomes the form of therapy that I once felt instead of a chore.

Obviously I’m still open to request but as always can’t guarantee when they will published.

Update 5/11

I've spent the last three months in and out of hospital as my health has declined. Hopefully this is temporary and will return once I start to pick up.

Edit **** I know Tags are currently playing up and will try my best to get them working.

So far ALL AB6IX, A.C.E, ATEEZ, BTOB, Blackpink, BTS, DKB, Elast, EXO, (G)I-dle, Got7, KNK, Kinktober 2022, & THE BOYZ Player & Learning Love series links are all fixed.

[jinniesxlamp]

Goodbye, Hello - Chapter 8

LIST OF CHAPTERS –> Masterlist

Y/N’s POV

The succeeding days had gone by in a blink of an eye, a few adjustments were made to cater Min Yoongi’s absence due to a conflict of schedule. His agency had formally asked for him to join his members in Japan, which we granted with no hesitation. It was BTS after all. Most days were uneventful, occupied with field work and paper works to say the least. Although things did get better in terms of my interpersonal relations between my colleagues, the staff and my seniors. Tension was less, and the power struggles had slowly diminished between them and I. It was nice to have mutual trust and respect established within my workplace.

Upon Yoongi’s return the subsequent week, he personally apologized, taking advantage of the privacy we had in the elevator on the Monday of that week. I accepted right away. A mutual, though unsaid agreement was made on both ends—that we remain civil and professional towards each other for the remaining days we have left working on this show. That was that. For the both of us.

Lee Jooheon however, had seen me walk towards the bus stop a day after my vehicle was sent to the shop after the hit-and-run, offering to give me a ride home. I did not allow it though, for his own sake. Who knows who and what follows him around. He was an idol after all. Even so, I did not decline him of a meet up. I still owed him an apology for that night. I offered to buy him dinner which he ended up paying for, creating an excuse for a second meeting, then a third. Since then, I had to constantly remind him that our meet-ups were strictly social and non-romantic. He seemed to have accepted my terms, while we continuously, casually saw each other for dinner, if not, a drink or two. Nothing more, nothing less.

Eventually, the show had to end. Today was the last day of taping. I was stuck in my office the entire day, with five piles of contracts, scripts and whatnot to review, it was not even possible for me to peek down the studio for a full five minutes. I did however, make sure to attend the season-end-party later this evening. While I was busy flipping through the pages of terms and conditions, Soojin came in to inform me about a visitor whom I allowed to be brought in.

Jooheon’s POV

“How could you be so cruel?” I snarled at the lady who wasn’t even paying attention to the stranger walking inside her office.

“What are you doing here? Aren’t you supposed to be downstairs?”

Her eyes flickered at the sound of my voice, finally closing the folder she had been reading for who knows how long.

“Aigooo, is that how you greet your guests gwangjangnim?” Again, I teased earning a glare in return. 

There was something about her gusty stare that made me smile beneath my exterior affect. It didn’t intimidate me nor anger me, but it simply drew me to her. It wasn’t intended to scare people off, just to protect herself from anything or anyone that can strip her vulnerability off of her. That’s the last thing this woman wants.

“Anyway, you didn’t answer my question” she snared at me with eyebrows raised.

“We finished earlier than expected, so everyone else went home to freshen up before the party”

“So...why exactly are you here? Shouldn’t you be doing the same?” 

I patiently watched as she began to flip on the folder again, waiting for me to respond.

“I wanted to see you” I said. This time, with a different tone. One which she picked up right away.

“Y-you could’ve waited until the party...pabo” flustered, she managed to execute her sentence, purposely mumbling the last word.

“I’m leaving tonight.”

Y/N’s POV

“Don’t miss me too much” kept repeating itself inside my head as I stared across the studio-turned-dance floor at the ground floor of the building. 

This wasn’t the farewell party I expected since we usually just went out for barbecue and drinks to celebrate. But somehow, Chairman Byeon was generous enough to dispense a more decent amount for this party. Perhaps it was the show rating which gained the highest among all stations that caused this big celebration to take place. Or was it to please the influential personalities involved in this project? Who knows.

Amidst the dinner tables where everyone else socialized, I stayed seated at the minibar on the left corner at the back of the room, barely finishing my first glass of wine. There were times when thoughts of Jooheon flashed through my mind. Scenes of earlier, when he bid goodbye. A few weeks ago he had told me he was leaving for a two-month world tour which I had completely forgotten about. Though our relationship was nowhere romantic, I did enjoy his company. He made me feel comfortable and safe whenever we spent time together. And frankly,  it did make me feel a certain way. I wouldn’t exactly call it love though.

As I was about to grab the second glass of Chardonnay passed by the bartender, another hand managed to sweep it away from my grip.

“Eonnie” 

I cleared my throat, wishing I could hide from Soojin whose arms folded towards me. She sighed, taking the seat right next to me.

“Eonnie” she repeated firmly. 

Of all people, she knew me the most. Happy or sad. Well or ill. Sober or drunk. I knew what she had to say. I wasn’t allowed another glass. 

Since I was under Myunghwa’s care, I had been sober. And because of that, my resistance to alcohol had become very weak to the extent wherein a second glass of lightweight champagne would be too much for me.

“I’m just worried about you....especially knowing that Jooheon isn’t here to take care of you”

“G-gabjagi—“ I felt my face blush at her sudden remark. I composed myself right away

“A-arasso, arasso” surrendering, offering the glass to one of the secretaries who arrived just in time. 

Soojin had left early to rest, meanwhile, the rest of the staff were still all over the place, dancing, drinking, laughing. It was a nice sight to watch, but it wasn’t for me. I stood in the same place, not sure of what to make of the rest of the night. Though I loved the comfort of my home, my energy was not fit for bed, not yet. I remembered the remaining last pile of documents that needed to be done in my office.

8:57 pm

“I might be able to finish around midnight if I leave now”

Yoongi’s POV

To my own surprise, I was fairly enjoying myself at the party, mostly due to Loco and Hwasa who I discussed a potential collaboration with if everything is agreed with all three agencies. Had Suran not called me to work on our current project, I would have stayed. Dragging myself to the parking lot, taking all the time I needed, a familiar figure stood by the lobby, speaking to the receptionist. What could she be discussing at this hour? Not long after, their conversation had ended, allowing an encounter for the both of us.

She greeted me with a bow, which I returned right away. This was probably the last time we’ll be seeing each other for awhile, so I gave myself some time—to remember her face, and to say the things I thought were necessary for a proper farewell.

“You’re great at what you do, Y/N. Keep it up.” I said. Hoping she would acknowledge the sincerity.

“Thank you. I wish the same things for you, Min Yoongi. I’m glad to see you’re living the life you’ve always dreamt of. I mean it.” She said, with the same amount of sincerity behind her weak smile.

“Don’t work to hard” I said, she returned it with a smirk.

“I wish I could say the same, but I know you too well.” 

Maybe she didn’t mean to say that out loud. 

She seemed taken aback by her own words. I allowed silence to dominate for just a few seconds, and then decided—it was time to say good bye. For good, this time.

“Geureom“ I bowed, allowing her to reciprocate before going our separate ways.

“Goodbye, Y/N” I whispered to myself.

Y/N’s POV

“Goodbye, Min Yoongi” I whispered to myself.

I was down to the last contract when I noticed the time. 

12:37 am

“Shit” I cursed to myself, recalling the agreement I had with the security department awhile ago. The building normally closes around midnight on a daily basis, however, the last security patrols at 1:00 am. They agreed to let me stay for an extended amount of time, provided that I leave before the last patrol ends. 

Fortunately, there were a lot of pages which didn’t require reading for this packet, allowing me to finish at exactly 12:45 am. That’s enough time for me to grab my belongings and rush towards the parking lot.

The building seemed a lot more sinister at night, with most of the lights off. Chills started building up my spine as I walked down the narrow hallways, leading to the basement. At first I thought it was just the eerie sight that made me feel uncomfortable. But the further I walked, the more uneasy I felt. As if someone was watching me. I quickened my pace, determined to keep myself calm though failing desperately. My eyes searched for any signs of patrol officers around the premises, but to no avail. I continued to walk across the parking lot, not daring to look back at any cost. However, a faint reflection on one of the parked cars confirmed my suspicion. 

I wasn’t alone. 

I only had one thing in mind.

Run.

Three men were following me from behind, all in black, each with a cap and a face mask to hide their identities. I screamed for help, but no one seemed to hear me. I continued to run, desperate to survive. I managed to buy myself some time, trying to lose the bodies that were tailing me, moving as slow as possible. I didn’t have much time, I pulled out my phone with trembling hands, calling the number security had left me earlier in case anything were to happen. 

Ring. Ring.

“Yeoboseyo?” Just my luck!

“Y-y-yeoboseyo? J-jebal”

“Gwangjangnim? Odi isseoyo?”

“P-parking lot” 

Regardless if I had delivered my message clearly, that was the last thing I could say before I felt a strong pull from behind me. The tight hand sealed above my mouth prevented me from screaming as I was dragged across the parking lot, helplessly.

“Gwangjangnim!”

“Gwangjangnim!”

My eyes widened at the sound of hope, my abductors began to panic hearing the patrol guards. I struggled to squirm out of their grip. 

“Be still if you don’t want us to silence you in any other way” threatened one of the men. I didn’t comply.

“Aish. Ya. This won’t keep still” cursed the other man beneath his breath, trying to keep quiet themselves. 

I noticed one of the men pour a substance of some sort onto a piece of cloth while we hid behind a parked car. Whatever it was, I knew I had to do something if I wanted to get out of this alive. The voices of the patrol officers began fading, I had to do something quick. Upon scanning the scene for anything I could use to my advantage, a different hand appeared in front of my face, attempting to suffocate me with a particular smell, a chemical I could not recognize. Observing as I slowly lost my consciousness, the men became lenient, loosening their hold onto me, leaning me freely on the parked vehicle, expecting me to collapse. I struggled to hold my breath, not wanting to inhale the chemical any further. Then, with all the force I had left, I carried my head swiftly, banging it as hard as I could on the vehicle causing its alarm to go off.

Hearing footsteps running towards me, I let go of my breath, allowing the smell to enter my system. Hearing faint voices as I slowly felt my eyes shut

“Aish! We need to leave now! Leave her!” 

“Micheosseoyo?! We’re good as dead if we leave a mess like this!”

“The boss will take care of it! Aish! We don’t have time for this!”

“Ya! We’ll get caught at this rate! Leave her!”

“Aish!”

“Gwangjangnim!”

“Gwangjangnim!”

Hoseok’s POV

I found it unusual how we came up with a decision to watch a drama series all together in this neglected living room. It wasn’t untidy or un-cared for, just that it’s not used as much as it should be. All I could recall was Namjoon watching the local news, complaining about political issues and debates, Jin-hyung and myself were merely accompanying him in silence, left with nothing to do ourselves. Eventually, Taehyung sat in at around eight thirty to watch a program airing his good friend Park Seo Joon. The two maknaes joined in some time after. In the end, we were basically glued to our spots, engrossed in Jun Ji Hyun’s newly aired drama. 

“Aish, why do they always cut it during the climax!?” Gnawed Jungkook in agony.

“At least it’s just a commercial break. Imagine if we were left with that until next week’s episode” consoled Jimin.

Everyone started fiddling with their phones, waiting for the program to resume.

“Breaking News. Sirens were reported to have awakened the residents of Gangnam as they rushed towards Seowon building around 1:00 am today—“

Seowon...why does that building sound familiar?

My eyes widened, turning to Namjoon who had the same reaction on his face.

“Ya, Jiminah, turn it up” I demanded.

“Seowon...isn’t that.....HYUNG!” It wasn’t long until everyone got the idea.

“—reports gathered information regarding an attack that happened inside the parking lot of the building itself. The victim is said to be a VIP, who is now receiving appropriate medical treatment at Samsung Medical Center. The identity of the victim is kept confidential for the time being.”

“He isn’t picking up” Jin-hyung broke the silence, beads of sweat now visible along his temples. 

“Aish! Answer your phone Yoongiah” he tried again, but to no avail. 

This went on for fifteen minutes, only to be halted with the sound of someone entering the apartment. 

We waited anxiously and hopefully to know who had just walked in.

“Wasseo” finally, a voice we were relieved to hear. Jin-hyung and I both collapsed on the couch as the rest of us sighed in unison.

“Oh, you’re all awake” said Yoongi, surprised.

“Ya! Micheosseoyo?! What use is that phone of yours when you can’t be reached at all?” The intensity in Jin-hyungs voice was very well justified with the protrusion of his jugular vein on his neck.

“Hyung, you scared us” sighed Jungkook, rubbing his chest to calm himself down.

“What’s going on?” Asked Yoongi more confused than ever.

“There was news of someone being attacked at Seowon building a few minutes ago.”

“That’s ridiculous. Who on earth would be there at this ho—“ 

Now, it was our turn to get confused, watching his whole body freeze and pupils dilate to its max.

“Ya, kwenchana?” I asked, attempting to redirect his attention. Although, it wasn’t necessary as his phone rang from his pocket.

Ring.

Ring.

Ring.

“Yeoboseyo?”

[just-some-random-blogger]

Introspect

[Blurb III]

Monsta X Lee Jooheon x Reader Summary: You and Joohoen talk about nothings while cuddling. Word Count: <300 Warnings: Mundane, fluff, crack-ish, no plot tbh, etc.

A/N: This isn’t a series, the header is just for me because I write stories on my notebook and give them titles like that. It’s just there for me to keep track. OK BYE

You sigh deeply, “doncha ever just stop and realize people can see and hear and smell and taste but you can never be sure if its real because how can you even know the experience is the same when no one really even knows what IS real??!?!??”

Jooheon hummed and stroked your hair. He was on his back, laid comfortably on his room’s carpet, his head rested on his forearm. His soft bed directly behind them, disregarded and forgotten.

You on the other hand were using his stomach as a pillow while ranting about whatever came to mind that your mind minded too much. Jooheon didn’t mind the mindless rambling.

“Do you want to have kids?” nonchalant, he asked, but more like stated really.

You easily agreed.

He was slightly taken aback by how easily you answered the question, and so he clarified. “With me?”

You chuckled softly and nodded.

He looked at you and gushed for a moment all before smirking and propping  himself up on his arms, wiggling his eyebrows suggestively, “Right now?”

Jooheon proceeded to tickle you. You groaned and wiped your face with your hands, sitting up sharply, assaulting his chest, “Moron.” you blushed as you punched his rib cage.

He laughed brightly and flashed his dimples, catching your beating fists and stopping you. He pulled you forcefully towards him, causing you both to grunt and him to sigh.

“This is nice.” he speaks as he nudges you closer to him, arm wrapped around your shoulders as you navigate comfortably on his chest. You snuggle your head on the crook of his neck and close your eyes in comfort. 

“Let’s stay like this, always.” Jooheon mumbles, kissing the crown of your head.

[shineebebe]

LOVE

(From an innocent crush to intense, beautiful love. The sequel to CRUSH. Fluffy Smut. Read the first part here http://shineebebe.tumblr.com/post/164753213573/crush )

“Five! Four! Three! Two! One! Happy New Year!” 

You cheered with joy, just before your amazing boyfriend, Jooheon, crushed his soft, supple lips upon yours as huge, dazzling fireworks shot in to the sky and exploded in to tiny diamonds. You were on cloud nine; getting to spend the next year with the love of your life was something you only dreamed of. Jooheon’s hands rested softly on your hips as you wrapped your arms around his shoulders, allowing yourself to sink dangerously deep in to his embrace. Giggling in to the romantic kiss, you felt his charming smile upon your lips, no doubt his adorable dimples were on full display. 

“Happy New Year my love.” 

He uttered gently, gazing at you like you were his entire world. At Kihyun’s party, with everyone standing around you to watch the fireworks, it was just you and Jooheon in your own magical bubble of love. 

“Hey Jooheonie! Maybe this year you’ll finally bang her!” 

Hoseok cried with a soju in his hand, obviously merry from the heavy drinking. He appeared to be holding up an even more drunken Hyungwon who laughed obnoxiously loud at Hoseok’s remark. 

“Hoseok Lee! That’s none of your business!” 

You playfully hit his shoulder, scolding the secretly sensitive man. 

“And you, Hyungwonie! You’re better than that.” 

Hyungwon’s eyes widened, suddenly feeling ashamed at his state. 

When the two of them apologised and went to find Kihyun, you felt your face blush all over. Luckily, in the dark of the night, only Jooheon sensed your embarrassment. Hoseok was right about the two of you not having sex. The night you and Jooheon found out about your feelings for each other, he insisted on not having sex until he’d dated the hell out of you and made you feel like a princess; that he did, every day of your life. Yet, even after becoming official, Jooheon still felt hesitant about going the whole way, wanting the moment to be absolutely perfect. You couldn’t look Jooheon in the eyes, thinking about how much you wanted him made it hard to breathe. His finger sweetly lifted your chin, making you look up in to his gorgeous, breath taking eyes. He was smiling warmly while studying your face, needing to know what was going through your hectic mind. The moment you bit down on your lower lip and squeezed your thighs together tightly, he knew exactly what his girlfriend wanted. 

“Tired, baby?” 

He asked, his hands moving from your hips to your lower back. You tried to hide your slight gasp. You shook your head. No, you were incredibly far from tired. Jooheon chuckled; knowing what you were in the mood for more than anyone and that night, he was so determined on making it a night to remember.

“Home time, Princess.” 

Jooheon eased your coat from your shoulders so slowly that you could cut the sexual tension in the air with a knife. Feeling his eyes on your figure made your pulse race so fast that you had to take deep breaths to steady yourself. You stayed over at Jooheon’s place all the time but now that there was a sensual atmosphere buzzing around you, the place seemed different than before, warmer and inviting. 

“What do you want to do baby? Movie? Something to eat? Tell me.” 

He said, his voice deep, his eyes locked on yours. The man played a hard game. The ache to bite your lip arose again, his fingers fiddling with the belt hooks on your jeans. 

“Jooheonie...” 

The right words were so hard to find. 

“You know what I want, don’t you?” 

The desperation was obvious in your voice. 

Jooheon’s eyes widened just a little before he nodded slowly, running his tongue over his lower lip. You noticed his chest puff out and sink in again like the glittering waves of the ocean; he felt the burning desire too. 

“I do. But I need to hear it from you so I know it’s what you really want.” 

He replied and to his surprise, you laughed. It was just bizarre to you how the incredible man still wasn’t a hundred percent sure you wanted to have sex with him after the thousands of times you begged him to make love to you. You put your hand to your forehead with frustration. 

“Fuck, Jooheon. I thought I made it so clear it’s what I want.” 

You groaned, the throbbing in between your legs was making your brain so foggy. You didn’t know what to feel. 

“Baby, please, don’t be angry with me.” 

“I’m not a...”

“I love you.” 

He stated so bluntly that it almost knocked you off your feet. Your jaw dropped to the floor, your heart thudding against your chest. You were in total disbelief; did he really say that? 

“I love you so much and I don’t want to ruin anything or do this if you don’t feel the...” 

It was your turn to cut off his ramble. You placed your finger against his lips. He didn’t need to say any more. 

“I love you Jooheon. You’re my world. You’re everything to me.” 

You meant every single thing that came out of your mouth. It was clear that the two of you were on the same page the whole time you’d been together and Jooheon had never felt so happy in his entire life. Since the moment you first pressed your lips on his, he imagined this moment; he couldn’t think of a better way to go in to the new year. Jooheon’s lips moved close to your ear, his hands moving to your behind. Your arousal was driving you insane. 

“Then allow me to rip your clothes off.” 

You squealed as you landed on to the bed, only to be silenced with a hard kiss that was impossible to resist. Instantly, your hands ran over his silver hair, grabbing fistfuls of it as you wrapped your legs around his lower back. You moaned deeply in to the kiss, feeling his hard erection press against your crotch. 

“Jooheon.” 

You managed to pant his name through heavy breaths as his puffy lips trailed sloppily from your mouth to your neck. He knew your sensitive spot before you’d figured it out yourself. For him, you were weak and needy and now Jooheon that knew that you loved him, he took full advantage of owning your heart. 

“My sweet Princess.” 

He rasped, feeling himself getting rock solid; listening to your mewls and whimpers was heaven to his ears. You could feel the hickeys spreading across your neck as you moved your head to the side to give him better access, not caring about the purple bruises. To you, anything that showed your love was perfect. All of a sudden, you became distracted by your boyfriends hands grabbing the fabric of your sparkling shirt. You sat up and raised your arms, allowing him to remove the item of clothing. He threw it on to the floor like he couldn’t wait to get rid of it, eager to see your beautiful body. Jooheon’s eyes nearly popped out of his skull, feasting on your voluptuous mounds that sat perfectly in your bra. He scattered steamy, long kisses across your chest before nuzzling in to the dip of your cleavage. You could only bite your lip and roll your head back in pleasure. His lips sent you in to a trance. He was perfect. Jooheon looked angelic, his stunning bangs falling over his forehead as he moved down the bed. You felt shy, feeling his lips kissing your stomach gently. 

“Jooheon, please.” 

You tried to move him away from your most insecure area but he insisted on pleasuring every part of you. He shook his head. 

“Baby. We talked about this. Your stomach is beautiful. Every part of you is so damn beautiful.”

With glazed eyes, you watched him kiss your navel as his fingers hooked around the waist band of your skinny jeans. Jooheon pulled them down your legs, his eyes devouring your luscious thighs. He tried to hide his smirk when he realised your panties matched your bra. 

“Oh baby. You still surprise me.” 

His tongue brushed across his lower lip, seeing you in a thong was something he only had wet dreams about at night. You couldn’t help but blush. It was true; you were always hoping to get lucky. Jooheon reached over to un-clip your bra but you placed your hands on his chest to stop him. It was your turn to worship him. His lustful eyes fell to your lips. You met his desires by stealing a demanding kiss. Straddling your god of a boyfriend, you passionately grabbed his hair as his tongue teased yours sensually. The way you rubbed your crotch upon his erection made him sweat. He was about to pop out of his jeans at any second; he’d never been so turned on before. Deep inside of him, he knew why he’d only ever felt this way with you; he loved you with every inch of his being. It was your turn to take his shirt off. It was crazy how a simple black T shirt made him look so sexy and masculine. His muscles flexed as he raised his arms for you. He was a gorgeous specimen. 

“You’re so fucking handsome Jooheon Lee.” 

You whispered in his ear, your fingers gently and slowly trailing down his bare chest, giving him goosebumps all over his body. Taking charge, you pushed your boyfriend down on the bed and got to work with dragging his jeans down his muscular, strong thighs; the thighs that had you so wet every time you thought of them. His erection in his boxers stunned you. Fully erect, his cheeks turned bright red. 

“My turn.” 

You uttered, thinking of the first time you wanted to taste him. He wouldn’t allow you because you were tired but this time, he was all yours. It was the first time you’d seen him fully naked. What a sight he was, desperate for your touch. The tip of his manhood glistened with a glossy clear liquid. Your mouth watered at his thick member. He mewled at the sensation of your tongue on his sensitive head. He tasted musky, salty with an underlying sweetness. His hands reached for your hair as you allowed his member to slide deeper in to your mouth. He couldn’t take his eyes away from you; watching you take his cock as deep as you could in to your mouth was the most arousing thing he’d ever seen. Your mouth felt so warm and silky and the way you used your hand to jerk him while you sucked him was taking him to the depths of euphoria. He had to grip the bed sheets to keep him sane as he screwed his eyes shut, trying his best not to explode already. Seeing him unravel because of you was an ultimate high. Your fingertips gently played with his ball sack; you needed to watch him go crazy. 

“F..fuck.” 

He stuttered as he tugged on your hair. Tears rolled down your face as you deep throated his long shaft but you didn’t care; seeing him tremble started to make you soak your panties with your juices and just when you went to suck his tip again, he lifted your chin up. His solid erection defied gravity in the air. He was a trembling mess. 

“Ride me. Please baby, please. I need to be inside you.” 

He begged, tucking your sex hair behind your ears affectionately. You reached behind you to un-clip your bra, setting your breasts free. Your nipples were already hard with arousal and Jooheon couldn’t resist taking them in his mouth, teasing them softly with his teeth. His mouth felt so good that you barely noticed your thong being pushed down your legs and thrown on to the building pile of clothes in the corner of the room. It was the moment you’d been dreaming about ever since you started to fall for the rap god. You straddled his godly thighs, gazing in to his eyes that refused to move from your dewy face. Slowly, you eased down on to him, feeling every inch of his manhood fill you. You closed your eyes, running your hands over his broad shoulders. 

“Look at me.” 

He whispered. Your eyes fluttered open to see Jooheon in such a blissful state. 

“You. Are. So. Beautiful.” 

He uttered. You felt your heart swell, your eyes water. You were so happy. Softly kissing his pink lips, you began to move slowly. His hands rested on your hips and eased you up and down, helping you pick up a rhythm that was mind blowing. You gripped Jooheon’s shoulders to steady you, the pleasure you felt made you delirious and weak to his touch. The way Jooheon tugged and kissed the delicate skin on your neck, all the way down to your shoulders made you moan so loud that the whole street could have heard you. He was so gentle yet so passionate with you. In the end, you were glad the two of you waited to share the night together. You adored him so much; he treated you like royalty and you were so blessed that he loved you too. Your juices began to dribble down his thick shaft, your delicious release bubbling in your core. Without knowing, you began to tighten around Jooheon’s manhood, squeezing him with your slick centre. Jooheon could barely handle the hold you had on him. Making you giggle, he threw you back on to the bed and pushed your legs wide apart, exposing your glistening lips to his hungry eyes. 

“Jooheonie!” 

You squealed. He didn’t give you a chance to prepare for his tongue lapping at your swollen clit; he was thirsty for your sweet, indulgent taste. He’d proven he was the king of oral already and he was desperate to keep up his reputation. Your hands ran over his boyish hair as your arched your back, confused as to whether you wanted to watch him eat you or throw a pillow over your face so he wouldn’t see you biting your lip so hard that it bruised. His tongue ran from your tight entrance to your throbbing clit, drinking you in like mature red wine. Holding your trembling legs still, his talented tongue flicked across your clit, knowing it would make you dizzy from excitement. Just when you thought you couldn’t hold your orgasm in any longer, his hard cock plunged back inside of you, making you shriek. Instantly, you dug your fingernails in to his back. He adored the way you pulled him in closer with your legs. Being in a heated tangle, the two of you sloppily kissing each others shoulders and lips was the way he wanted to be forever. 

Just when everyone was waking up to the start of the New Year, you were falling asleep in Jooheon’s warm, sexy arms. In silence, he watched as the spell of sleep dawned upon you and you couldn’t fight it any longer. Your boyfriend had given you countless orgasms; more than you could handle. He beamed, his dimples reaching his eyes.

“I love you Princess. Never let me go.” 

[taexual]

MONSTA X / you get turned on during an argument

warnings: smut, strong language, some angst (they’re fighting)

requested by @immiinaim96​.

↣ shownu

He’d been giving you the cold shoulder ever since you left the party at your mutual friend’s house. You had a feeling why; you’d run into a guy you used to be friends with years ago, and stopped to have a conversation with him.

Hyunwoo knew about him, of course, and he also knew that you used to have feelings for that guy when the two of you were still talking. But the conversation you two had tonight lasted no more than twenty minutes, so it did not justify Hyunwoo acting like a 12-year-old about it later.

“Okay, cut it out,” you demanded as soon as you walked through the door of shared your apartment, your boyfriend still sulking. “Tell me why you’re so pissed off.”

He huffed. “You know very well why I’m pissed off.”

“Right,” you said, closing the door of the apartment a little harder than was necessary. “Because I had one conversation with someone that I used to know a long time ago. Seriously—”

“Oh, sure, a long time ago,” Hyunwoo repeated, understanding how uncharacteristically whiny he was being, but not being able to help himself. “And you just happened to remember every single thing about him.”

“What?” you frowned, clenching your fists. “All I could remember was his name and the address where his parents’ house is. And only because they live across the street from my own parents.”

“Yeah?” he scoffed. “So, you just spent the entire half an hour talking about his fucking address?”

“God—of course not,” you groaned, “why does it even matter what we talked about?! I’ll never even see him again, and—look, you know what?” you exhaled, deciding that you weren’t in the right set of mind to deal with this right now. You turned the light on in the hallway, and told him, as you reached for the door of your bedroom, “I don’t have time for this. I still need to shower and I’m already dead tired.”

“Take one more step,” Hyunwoo warned, his stern voice stopping you in your tracks, “and I’ll make sure my name is the only one you remember after tonight.”

You turned to look at him over your shoulder, a mix of frustration and surprise on your face. As you watched the way determination replaced the anger in his eyes, you could feel a warm wave of anticipation wash over your body.

“Yeah?” you spoke, swallowing. Then, in a bold—encouraging—move, you took another step towards the bedroom. 

The look on his face seemed almost predatory as he caught up to you in just a few quick strides, one of his arms holding onto your waist as he pushed your body into the closed door of the room.

“I warned you,” he reminded you in a low voice. When you nodded – acknowledging that you heard what he’d said – he wasted no time before pressing his lips against yours in a deep, messy kiss.

↣ wonho

You’d been arguing for hours now – literally; you’d checked – and every single thing he was saying seemed to be making progressively less sense to you.

Eventually, you decided you’d had enough. When he turned his back to you – while he continued to rant, clearly as upset about this as he’d been two hours ago – you simply turned around and headed towards the door of the apartment.

“Hey! Where are you going?” Hoseok called out as soon as you managed to take three steps. “I’m not done—”

Groaning in exasperation, you threw your head back. “Are you fucking kidding me—”

“Does it look like I’m kidding?” he dead-panned before you even finished your question.

Angry now, you turned around and did not even try to conceal the raging fire in your eyes.

“Well, you sure as hell can’t be fucking serious,” you snapped. “You’ve been saying the same shit for the past hour, no matter how much I’ve begged you to just shut up. Really, I can’t fucking wait to hear what else you have to tell me.”

He watched you and a battle ignited inside of him – he’d forgotten what effect you had on him when you were like this: not angry per se, but undeniably passionate and very eager to get him to shut up.  

“Oh, I’m done talking now,” he said, giving in to his urges and taking a step closer to you. He was starting to forget what you were arguing about, as he promised, “I’m going to bend you over on that bed and fuck you until you’re really begging me to stop.”

The shock that his words delivered was sharp, but it went straight to your stomach and spread warmth all throughout your body. Feeling the way your throat dried up, you swallowed and crossed your arms over your chest – not as an act of defiance, but as a challenge of sorts.

“As long as that shuts you up,” you shot back and watched the way he lifted his eyebrows first – clearly surprised – and then brought his tongue over his lower lip.

“If that’s what you want,” he spoke, now standing right in front of you, but not touching you despite the insane pull of your body, “then I’ll gladly stay quiet just to hear the way you sound when you scream my name.”

↣ minhyuk

You’ve had arguments with him before – plenty of them, actually; nearly enough to turn your relationship into a low-budget film – but this particular time, he’d really stepped on a sore spot for you.

You hadn’t seen each other in a few weeks because both of you had been busy – or that’s what you’d assumed. As it turned out, Minhyuk was radio silent because he kept making plans to go out with friends, and not because he was locked up in his studio. And then, when you asked him – before the yelling even started – why didn’t he call you, he replied with, “was I supposed to?”

Hell did not break loose as soon as he said that, but you may have—definitely—launched your phone at him in anger. He managed to duck right on time – and the phone landed on your bed behind him – but that only seemed to further fuel your rage.

He tried to defend himself at first, but eventually, he ran out of excuses. And yet, despite that, he was yelling at you just as loudly as you were yelling at him – which was always the case with your fights. You were both passionate and very determined to win. On top of that, you were so comfortable in your relationship, that you knew that the volume of your fights had no effect on it.

You’d be fine once you made up. But until then, one of you had to give in.

“Fuck! I got it, okay?” Minhyuk grunted, bringing his hands over his face in reluctant defeat. It seemed like he was the one backing down this time. “I heard you the first few hundred times. So, please, for the love of God, just shut up.”

Absolutely intending for it to sound as antagonizing as it did, you dragged your tongue across the inside of your cheek before replying, “make me.”

He hesitated for a split second, your words sinking into his brain and lighting his eyes up. “You don’t think I will?”

You had been feeling tired from the fight, but the challenging glint in his eye woke you up again. Despite how scratched your throat felt from all the yelling, you stood your ground and shrugged your shoulders, responding with, “I don’t know. Why don’t you answer that yourself?”

Minhyuk moved swiftly, reaching you faster than you could blink. He smelled like alcohol – pissing you off again, briefly, because it reminded you where he’d been for the past few nights, while you waited for his call – and cologne. For a minute there, you felt too overwhelmed by his close proximity to hear what he was saying.

“You make any sound whatsoever,” he threatened, bringing his face closer to yours and then, just as you inhaled sharply, expecting him to kiss you, he turned away to gently kiss your neck instead, as he continued, “and I’ll stop. Got it?”

You hummed, thoroughly enjoying the way his mouth felt when it wasn’t cursing at you from across the room. “Got it.”

“That’s my girl,” he praised, wrapping his arms around your waist so tightly, he felt the oxygen leave your lungs as you gasped against his cheek softly. Smirking now – because it was yet to be determined who was the winner tonight – Minhyuk pressed another kiss to your neck. “Now let me really shut you up.”

↣ kihyun

The hardest—and the most annoying—part of arguing with him, was that he always assumed he was right. You’d only heard him apologize in a fight once before – and that was only because he accidentally knocked over a picture frame when he threw his hands in the air to make his point.

So, really, at this stage of your relationship, you were already used to him yelling about how he was right and everyone else—including you—was wrong. You didn’t even bother arguing back, really, as you just nodded and watched him with pursed lips.

“Sure, go on,” you told him tonight, certain that he wouldn’t even catch the sarcasm in your voice, that’s how far gone he was. “I’m sure everyone outside of this room would agree with you.”

And yet, despite your expectations, Kihyun stopped. He lowered his hands – the boy couldn’t stop flailing them around when he was angry – and turned to face you.

“Are you doing that on purpose?” he asked then, squinting his eyes at you as he clenched his jaw. The expression on his face was just as frustrated as before, and yet, there was also something different about it now.

“Doing what?” you countered, feeling very warm under his intense gaze.

“Riling me up,” he said.

You weren’t, but because he was looking at you like that, you automatically found yourself saying, “and what if I am?”

His blood was still boiling from the fight before and his mind was definitely clouded, but he was able to hear you loud and clear. This was a dare.

“Well, that wouldn’t be very wise,” Kihyun replied, walking over to you, “because it would mean I have to teach you a lesson.”

Holding his gaze as he closed the distance between you, you bit your lip and refused to back down – even when he stopped just centimetres away from you, his chest touching yours each time he inhaled.

“Is that so?” you provoked. “And what if I’m not very good at learning?”

“Oh, don’t worry, baby,” his voice was softer now – almost mocking – as he reached out to touch your cheek. Your whole body seemed to buzz with electricity as soon as his skin came in contact with yours. “You’re not leaving until I’ve made sure you’ve learned it.”

↣ hyungwon

Your argument was impossible. Neither of you was listening to the other as you continued to yell and make wild, annoyed gestures with your hands; you were both basically talking to yourselves at this point. Unfortunately for you, Hyungwon was a bit more used to this vocal challenge, and therefore, you were the first one who went quiet while he kept going.

You tried to calm your breathing – so you could recover and proceed – as you watched him with a deep scowl on your face. Instead of speaking more quietly when you stopped talking—yelling—over him, Hyungwon only seemed to get louder.

“—and not to mention!” he shouted, his eyes wild with fury even though you doubted he even remembered what was it that started the fight. You surely didn’t. “You always make it your life’s fucking mission to remind me how little I’m doing for this relationship.”

He didn’t curse often, but when he did, he cursed in the worst possible way. This particular accusation seemed to ignite the back-up generator inside of you, and you suddenly found your voice again.

“When have I ever accused you of such a thing?!” you demanded. “If anything, I’m always—”

“What the fuck are you talking about?!” he cut you off, his voice a pitch higher. “You do that all the—”

“Oh, yeah, sure, scream at me louder!” you rolled your eyes, having returned to where you started. “That’ll help you get your point across.”

Hyungwon stopped abruptly and watched you in silence for a minute. 

Now this particular moment was new, as the two of you quietly seethed in opposite corners of the room. It wasn’t that you ran out of things to yell about, not at all – especially not Hyungwon, who still had enough air in his lungs for a powerful encore – but something in the atmosphere of the room had shifted.

“No, I’m done yelling,” he decided. And when you expected him to turn around and leave – he’d done it before – he took a step towards you instead. “I think it’s time I give you a reason to scream for me.”

You barely had enough time to register his words – and feel the impact they had on your body as every single cell inside of you woke up – before he reached you, forcing you to take a step back until your back hit the wall.

“Hyungwon,” you exhaled.

“Too late now,” he said as one of his hands came to rest on your waist, gripping your shirt tightly. “You’re in for a very, very long night.”

↣ jooheon

Depending on which one of you recapped your argument, there would always be two very different versions of what had started it.

The way you saw it, Jooheon was being unnecessarily arrogant – he’d only asked to be your plus one to your friend’s party, so he could flaunt your relationship in front of your ex-boyfriend. The way he saw it, he’d done nothing wrong, and you were only looking for a reason to argue with him.

At this point in the argument, both of you had been quietly watching each other from across the room, each convinced that your truth was the one and only truth. Despite that, your positions in this conflict were clear: you were the plaintiff, he was the defendant.

Finally, Jooheon broke the silence. “You know there’s nothing I can say to win this.”

“This isn’t about one of us winning,” you said with an air of superiority because you were right. But not about winning – there obviously was a winner here, and you considered yourself to be it. “And there is something you can say.”

“I’m not apologizing,” he declared, just as proud because, actually, he was the one who was right. And the one who was winning.

You rolled your eyes, just like you did every other time he’d said this exact same thing. Some people just gave in and apologized – even if it wasn’t genuine – just to get the fight over with. Jooheon was absolutely not one of those people.

“Of course you’re not,” you commented dryly. “You never are.”

“Then why do you even—” he stopped just as his voice started to get louder. Then, he clicked his tongue and said, “you enjoy seeing me like this, don’t you? All agitated and about to go insane?”

You definitely weren’t against it as you shrugged and said, “maybe. What are you going to do about it?”

He may have chosen to purposefully misunderstand a lot of things tonight because they fit his narrative better that way, but he definitely did not misunderstand the provocation in your words.

“I’ll just have to fuck that attitude out of you,” he countered with a strong promise, not missing a single beat, and immensely enjoying the way all breath seemed to leave you as soon as he’d said that. “Is that good enough?”

“I, uh, I don’t know,” you replied, recovering fairly quickly. “You’ll have to try and see.”

Growing more and more excited with each flame that he saw light up in your eyes, Jooheon chuckled – in an almost sinister way.

“I intend to, baby,” he promised, walking over to you at an agonizingly slow pace. “And I’ll make sure you remember this the next time you try to pick a fight with me.”

↣ i.m

He was a very talented person in general, but, God, he was especially skilled at making you suffer. Most often that was because he twisted and purposefully misinterpreted your words whenever you two were fighting, just to gain more foundation for whatever point he was trying to make.

Another “oh, so you’re saying—” passed his lips – for the fifth time tonight – and you groaned loudly, having had enough. This was five times too many.

“Oh, fuck off, Changkyun,” you cursed, too irritated to wait for him to finish his sentence. “Whatever you’re about to say is not at all what I was saying.”

Surprisingly, when he stopped simmering in his own anger and gave you a look, he was not plotting to complain about how you didn’t even know what he was going to say (you did, of course, but that’s beside the point). Instead, he licked his lips – his tongue lingering in-between them and momentarily distracting you – and leaned his shoulder against the wall.

“Fuck off?” he repeated. “Is that really what you want me to do?”

To be fair, when you said that, it was exactly what you wanted him to do. But now that he was looking at you like this – completely focused and anticipating your reaction, even though he already knew what he would say next, in spite of your response – you were confused about what you really wanted.

Realising you’d stayed quiet for too long, you tried, “I was—I didn’t—”

“Mmhmm. Thought so,” Changkyun stopped your pitiful attempt to form a sentence and pushed himself off the wall. “So, how about you shut up now, so that I can fuck you instead?”

He kept his eyes locked firmly on yours as he walked towards you. Despite understanding that your fight was over now, you still couldn’t resist biting, “you promise?”

He growled, nearly losing it as he couldn’t get to you fast enough. “Oh, I definitely promise.”

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[imagination-of-a-melted-bitch]

A Helping Hand (and maybe mouth)  {Lee Jooheon + IM Changkyun}

Prompt: Numbers 37 and 69 with Jooheon and IM

Pairing: Jooheon x Reader x Changkyun

Word Count: 3.8k

Warning: Just rounds of oral (no actual sex…yet…)

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“Changkyun, please, not here.” You whimpered, hiding your face in his neck. “There are too many people around us, what if we get caught?” Changkyun could feel your walls clench at the mention of getting caught, your pussy producing more juices that rolled down his fingers. “What if I’m too loud? Stop, we’re going to get caught!” Your heart quickened as you thought of getting caught, despite the weak argument you threw at Changkyun your pussy only grew wetter as he continued to finger you under the covers, his members completely oblivious around the both of you.

All of his members except Jooheon, Jooheon couldn’t really focus on the movie so his eyes had begun to wander around until he landed on the peculiar scene before him. He watched you sit on Changkyun’s lap, face buried in his neck and though the covers were thick he could see your hips bucking back against Changkyun’s hand. He wanted to look away, turn his attention back to the movie although he really wouldn’t be focused not with you being fingered right across from him. He went to open his mouth but decided it against it, remembering all of the others that were around him. His eyes widen and with a loud gasp, his head snapped toward the others. Shownu and Kihyun were cuddling but not cuddling on the love seat. Hyungwon was sleep on the floor, his head in Wonho’s lap. Minhyuk was deeply engrossed in the movie, shaking or nodding his head depending on which character flashed across the screen. He had long forgotten about the popcorn he had popped and moved closer to the screen.

“You really want me to stop?” You shook your head no, holding onto his wrist as you fucked yourself onto his hand. “I didn’t think so.” He clicks his tongue and his head moves around the room, eyes landing on Jooheon’s. Instead of doing the most reasonable and sane thing like pulling his hand from your shorts, he chuckles, sending a wink toward his older friend. Jooheon looked away like a kid who had just been caught with his hand in the cookie jar, his ears burning red hot. “Baby?” You lift your head from his neck and look in the direction he’s looking in. “It seems we’ve drawn a crowd…” Changkyun slips a third finger into you and starts to relentlessly pound them into you, his other hand coming down to rub your clit. “You going to cum? You going to cum with Jooheon hyung watching you?” Your whimpers had gotten louder and you would’ve been caught if it weren’t for everyone almost dosing off, save for Minhyuk who was too into who Selena, the main character, would marry.

Jooheon threw his morals out the window and slowly turned his head back toward you and Changkyun, gasping as he could see the sweat forming on your forehead. Changkyun’s hand not moving so subtly under the cover anymore. Do they want me to watch? Jooheon asked himself and his question was answered when Changkyun whispered something in your ear and your eyes met Jooheon’s. You smiled at him, before darting your tongue across your bottom lip. “I’m gonna cum,” You huskily moaned, actually loud enough for everyone in the room to hear but once again no one turned their heads toward you. “I’m cumming, oh fuck, I’m cumming.” You moaned a little quieter and Jooheon could feel himself getting harder in his night pants, blood rushing straight toward his cock. Then he felt bad, knowing he shouldn’t get turned on by watching you, his close friend’s girlfriend being fingered but his mind and his penis were on two different thinking revenues.Changkyun’s hand not moving so subtly under the cover anymore

“I bet hyung is so hard from watching you, who wouldn’t be. You’ve never had the pleasure of seeing how hot you look when you cum.” He pulls his head from your shorts and lifts it in front of your face, a small squeak escaping your lips at the sight of his hand being covered in your juices. “You really do like being watched don’t you?” You shamefully nod your head, hiding your face in his neck again. Changkyun lets you have your moment as he licks your arousal from his fingers, deliberately moaning aloud about how sweet you taste. “Oh, don’t hide, baby, there’s nothing to be ashamed of.” You scoffed,

“I beg to differ, your member and best friend just watched you finger me in front of everyone, he probably thinks I’m a slut or something.” Changkyun rolls his eyes and strokes the back of your head, “Look at him Y/N/N,” You hesitantly lift your head, eyes landing on a very strained Jooheon. His teeth chewed down on his bottom lip nervously and his hands clawed at the arm rests of the recliner. Your eyes slowly moved down his body until you landed on his crotch. His cock had swelled in size and strained against his sweats. His hips slightly lifted into the air, his mind finding it as some sort of relief. “He’s basically humping the air.” Changkyun turns his head toward the screen, finding one of the girls crying about not being able to fit her bridesmaids dress because she had gained ten pounds. “And I know he’s not horny because of that.” You just stared at Jooheon, who’s cheeks just flushed red, his throat feeling dry as he just grew harder under your stare.

“Uh, I think I’m going to turn in, tell me how it ends, okay?” He quickly stands up and avoids walking past you and Changkyun taking the long way and walking in front of the t.v, receiving a slap on the ass from Minhyuk.

“What do you think he’s going to do?” You walls clenched around nothing at the thought of Jooheon jerking off to you.

“I-I don’t know,”

“Oh, you know…but for now we can’t do much, let’s watch the movie. Behave and I’ll use my tongue to clean up our mess, okay?” You just nod, attention focusing back on the screen.

Jooheon slammed the door behind him, the image of your face as you came hot in his memory. We thought about taking a cold shower, honestly, he truly did, but wanking a quick one out wouldn’t hurt anyone. Jooheon moved to his bed, grimacing once his erection before painfully obvious. Jooheon pulled his shirt over his head and then he plopped down on his bed and lifted his hips, pulling his sweats down. He looks around, spotting a bottle of lube on his bedside table. He grabs it and squirts a small dollop into the palm of his hand, closing his eyes he grabs his cock and starts to slowly pump his hand up and down. He lets his eyes close and he tries to think of other things besides the image your face when you came but his mind continuously wanders back toward it. He honestly felt blessed by guilty. He let go out his cock and opened his eyes watching it twitch in need. He couldn’t do this. He couldn’t jerk himself off to his best friend’s girlfriend. It’s not right! His eyes veer from his hand to his cock and with a shameful whimper, he grabs it again. “Fuck.” He quietly moans, closing his eyes again, this time letting the image of you pop into his head. He continues to slowly pump his hand, squeezing when he got just below the tip. “Oh god yes!” He made sure to be quiet the only sound in the room were his breaths as they grew heavier and his hand moving over his cock. He realizes he’s lifting his hips off the bed to meet his fist and it’s just not enough. He lifts up and grabs a pillow. He moves on all fours and straddles the pillow. Wrapping his arms under the pillow and lowers his hips and begins to thrust against it, it’s better than his fist but still not enough. He doesn’t make a move to do anything else he just begins to fuck the pillow harder. “Oh yes!” He quietly pants, “Y/N!”

“What do you think he’s in there doing?” Changkyun brings it up again but you just shrug, trying to behave as he told you to and focus on the movie. “I bet he’s in there fucking his fist to the thought of you. That’s got to make you hot. Someone watching you cum and then having to sneak off to jerk his cock.” Changkyun raises his brows teasingly and pushes you from his lap. “Go check on him why don’t you?” You furrowed your brows at him and went to go sit back on his lap as a silent objection. “No, no, no baby. You caused his problem, be a good girl and go check on my hyung. See if he needs any…any, uh, yeah, any help.” He pats you ass and nods toward the hall. You looked at him with narrowed eyes, trying to decipher if he was serious or not. He just smiled at you, biting his lip. He nodded toward the hall once again and with a quick look around the room, you turn on your heel and head toward Jooheon’s room. You looked back at him once, and he just raised his brows before turning back toward the screen, joining in on watching the movie with Minhyuk.

Jooheon had begun to pound his hips against the pillow, even having folded it in half. Jooheon was startled by a knock on his door. He quickly flipped over and pulled the cover over cock with his pillow. “C-co-come in.” His breathing was heavy and his skin was flushed. His voice was a dead give away, as you stepped into the room, knowing exactly what had been going on before you walked into the room. “Yeah? What do you want?” His words are fumbled together, carelessly spilling off his tongue. He mentally slapped himself not meaning to sound so rude but he was really hard under the pillow and you standing there wasn’t help him in any way.

Changkyun waited a few minutes after you walked down the hall before getting up to leave Minhyuk alone to watch the movie. He walks toward Jooheon’s room, the door cracked. He can hear your muffled voices and he softly knocks on the door, not waiting for a response before pushing the door open. He finds you standing to the side of the door, both you and Jooheon awkwardly staring at each other. “Was it really that much of a problem? Look, I’m sorry I watched, I really am-” Changkyun holds up a hand, stopping Jooheon mid ramble. He smirks at you, walking toward you. He stands behind you and wraps his arms around you.

“Don’t apologize, seriously, you’ve done nothing wrong.” His hands run up the sides of your body and he roughly grabs your tits. “I have to let you in on a little secret.” His other hand snakes down your stomach before he shoves it into your pants. “My baby, she gets off on being watched.” Jooheon gasps and closes his eyes. His cock throbbing at the confession. “Truth be told I just found out myself, but you should’ve felt how wet she got when I told her you were watching her.” Jooheon watches Changkyun’s hand, and he gasps once again as he notices it’s moving. Changkyun wraps his arm around your body right under your tits, his fingers roll your clit between them and your knees buckle when your eyes find Jooheon’s. Jooheon shrugs, assuming as bets were off the table. He throws the pillow to the side and grabs his wet shaft, eyes focusing on Changkyun’s hand again. He tightly grabs his cock and begins to quicken the pace of his hand moving up and down his shaft. “Look at him baby, look at desperate he is.” Changkyun moves two fingers down your slit and slides them into your tight entrance, curling them against your g-spot. You quietly whimper, throwing your head back on his shoulder. “You got him riled up and he needs you to help him.” Changkyun pulls his hand out of your shorts and pushes you toward the bed. “Help him, baby and I’ll make you cum.” You kneel on the bed and look down at Jooheon’s cock. He tightly grabs his cock and begins to quicken the pace of his hand moving up and down his shaft. 

“Can I?” He instantly moves his hand from himself and drops his hand to the side.

“Please,” You grab his shaft and his eyes flutter shut, his head dropping back against the headboard. “Oh, fuck yes.” You look back at Changkyun who has moved to the opposite side of the room, sitting in the swing Jooheon had in his room.

“Do you want her to use her mouth hyung?” Jooheon’s eyes shot open and he quickly nodded. “She loves to use her mouth. Y/N, baby, show my hyung how well you can use your mouth.” You turn your head back toward Jooheon who’s looking down at your hand wrapped around his cock.

“Do you want me to use my mouth Jooheonie?” Changkyun locks his jaw,

“Princess, do you think you’re in any position to tease?” You shake your head, bowing it. “Good girl, now do what you do best and suck his cock.” You reposition yourself to his side so Changkyun can see everything. You bend over and kitten-lick his slit, pussy tingling at his taste. “Don’t tease kitten, no one likes a tease.” You move your hand to the base of his cock and wrap your lips around his head, swirling your tongue around the meaty tip. You moan at his taste, he tastes like lemonade. You pull off of him just to mutter how good he tastes,

“Good? Like a flavor? Oh, yeah, I used some lemonade lube.”  He breathlessly chuckles and pats the back of your head as if telling you, he wanted to continue. You wrap your lips around him again and slowly push down his length. Jooheon’s mouth fell open as he let out a breathy moan. “Oh, fuck! Your mouth feels so good. Changkyun had taken his shorts off and had begun to tug himself through his briefs. Maybe he liked watching you just as much as he liked to touch you.

“Show him that little trick you can do baby.” Jooheon cocks his head to the side but doesn’t protest just watches you as you take his entire length into your mouth. “She doesn’t have a gag reflex,” Changkyun informed him, “Comes in handy when all you want to do is throat fuck the shit out of her with no complaint.” You look over at Changkyun and your walls clench around nothing at the sight of him touching himself as he watched you suck another man’s cock. You swallow around Jooheon before pulling off of him, watching the string of spit from the tip of his cock to your lip, expand as you moved further back. You look back at Jooheon, finding him with his head tilted back against the headboard, eyes closed. His teeth were sunken into his bottom lip and he was trying so hard not to cum. You grabbing his shaft with a tight fist wasn’t helping the cause.

“Hold on!” He quietly whispers, hand clasping around your wrist making you stop, instantly. “I just need a second, I don’t want to cum too early.” Changkyun chuckled, standing up from the chair he had sat in. He moved toward the bed and looked down at the both of you.

“Don’t worry about cumming early, if my kitten has fun there can be more times like this…” Your eyes widen at the mention of being able to be with both men. “So use your mouth baby, make him cum. After he’s finished, you’re going to suck my cock and he’s going to return the favor.” Jooheon’s cock twitches at the thought of tasting you and he begins to move your hand up and down his length. He points his cock to his stomach and you watch with glossy eyes as his abs clench before they’re being painted with his hot seed.

“Fuck, fuck, fuck…” He quietly moans, rolling his head to the side as his eyes focus on something besides you and Changkyun, too afraid to meet either of your stares after proving he couldn’t last long.

“You’re going to have to work on that Hyung, especially if you ever want to fuck her tight pussy.” Changkyun kneels on the bed and points to the spot in front of him. “I know you’re not tired, baby, come suck my cock and my hyung will make sure you cum real good, won’t you?” Jooheon nods, eyes focusing back on the two of you,

“Yeah.” His softening cock throbbed at the thought of tasting you. You move from Jooheon, propping yourself on your elbows once you got in front of Changkyun. You don’t waste any time, pulling his briefs down as far as they could go without him having to move or shift from one knee.

“You’re so hard,” You note, stroking a hand up and down his shaft. His toffee colored tip is tinged with a bright red, precum leaking from his slit, literally leaking. You stick your tongue out and catch a few drops.

“I know baby, watching you suck Jooheon hyung’s cock got me so hard, so fucking hard.” You decide to have mercy on him, his cock throbbing in your hand. You wrap your lips around him and push yourself down his cock until your nose is pressed against his navel. You look up at him, batting your lashes. “Don’t you fucking dare.” Jooheon had repositioned himself under you, laying on his back. “Just move them-” Jooheon stops Changkyun midsentence when he grabs the fabric of your shorts and rips them apart. “Or you could do, fuck!” Changkyun’s sentence is interrupted again when you swallow around him. “God yes.” He throws his head back and you swallow around him once more, knowing how riled up it got him. Jooheon wraps his arms around the undersides of your thighs, spreading your legs apart. His tongue darts out, running up your clit, collecting some of your juices. You moan around Changkyun and he sighs, pulling you off of him. “You’re not playing fair.”

“It just feels so good.”  You moan, straightly sitting up on your knees, subtly grinding your hips into Jooheon’s mouth. He had wrapped his lips around your clit and begun to harshly suck on it, moving his head side to side. “Good God!” Jooheon feels his cock swelling as you begin to moan for him, your taste and moans too much for his weak mind to handle. He unwraps one of his arms and moves his hand down to his cock, stroking it once again as he helps it reach its full length.

“He’s touching himself while he’s tasting you…look at the effect you have on him….” Jooheon let go of your hips and pushed your hips until he was able to push his tongue into your hole.

“Oh fuck, Joojoo!” Jooheon uses his fingers to rub your clit, his hand moving along his length at the same pace he fucked his tongue into you.

“Are you forgetting about someone.” Changkyun moves closer to you and you take his sac in one hand, gently rolling them before taking his cock in your mouth again. You move up and down, pushing until he’s hitting the back of your throat and then pulling off again. You alternate between stroking and licking his shaft, too engrossed in your own pleasure to focus straight. Jooheon expertly curls his tongue against the rough patch, and it’s enough to send you over the edge as his fingers quicken on your clit. “I’m close! Fuck, where do you want me? Where do you want me?”

“Cum on my face,” You moan, your orgasm so close.

“You want me to cum on your face? That’s new,” You just nod, and drop one of your hands down to Jooheon’s hair, tugging at it as a warning that you were close. “Are you sure?” You nod and he pushes your hand from him, stroking himself until he’s cumming. One spurt lands on your lips, the second on your check and the third across your eyes. You have no time to wipe the cum off your face, as Jooheon’s working hard to make you cum.

“Joojoo!” You moan, throwing your head back, walls clenching around his tongue, stomach convulsing. Your hips grind against his mouth, hand tugging at his hair harder. “Yes, fuck!” Jooheon pushes your hips again and drags his tongue along your slit, collecting your juices. He moans against you as his own orgasm hits, his cock painting his stomach once again. As he milks himself dry, he continues to taste you. He couldn’t get enough. “I can’t.” You weakly protest, climbing off of him, laying right beside him. Your fingers come up and wipe Changkyun’s cum off your face, sticking your cum covered fingers in your mouth, and releasing them with a lewd pop.

“Did you have fun?” You nod, “Think we could do this again with my hyung?” You nod once again, “Maybe next time we can go a little further than oral, maybe he can fuck that pussy of yours.” You softly whimper, continuously nodding your head at the thought. “Looks like you’re in luck Hyung, my kitten had fun.” Jooheon gives you both a thumbs up,

“Should we head back before Minhyuk comes looking for us?” Jooheon rolls off his bed and walks to his dress, he grabs a tissue and licks it, wiping the cum off his body.

“Nah, he’s way too into that movie.” Changkyun shrugs, laying down beside you. “Maybe we could watch our own movie in here because I do not want to watch that movie about those bridezillas.” Changkyun pretends to flip his hair over his shoulder, you and Jooheon laughing.

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Un-break My Heart

Pairing- Jooheon x Named Reader

Word count- 6.2k

Includes- angst, Jimin is mean, oral, pussy eating, sex, riding, missionary, love making, multiple orgasms, dirty talk, fluff

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J POV

"Please Jimin", I beg

"I said I can't. What don't you get?", he snaps

I don't understand why he's being so difficult

So mean

It's only one day

"Jimin if you don't come I'll fail the class. I need a model. It's the final", I stress

"You're going to have to fail. I don't have time"

"Jimin! If I fail I can't graduate and I have to wait a year before I can take the class again and graduate"

How can he not understand how important this is?

Yes his practice for the American award show is important but this trumps that

He already knows the dance moves, it'll just be more practicing

And this is my career, my life

"I don't see how that's my problem"

"Jimin!", I gasp, shocked

"What?", he rolls his eyes

"We're talking about me graduating here. You told me that you'd help if I ask"

"That's was before we got bigger and busier.", he snaps, "It's not my fault you didn't ask before"

I didn't need a model like this before

This is a special effects class and I need to completly transform a person into something else

I can't do it on myself or I would, like I've done everything else

I know it's taken me longer to figure out what I wanted to do

I work at a bank but I hate it

When I met Jimin through Jooheon, I went to work with him one day and saw the makeup artist doing his make up and I was interested

When I looked up schools, I saw classes for special effects and I had no idea what that way

Then I researched it and I knew immediately I want to do that

It's been three years but I can only take one class at a time because I have to work and because the classes go in order, requiring one before taking the other

He knows this and he's being so mean

"I never ask you for anything Jimin. Just this one time. Please baby, just take off tomorrow and come with me", I beg

"God you don't listen do you?", he shouts, "I said NO!"

Defeated, I just nod

I'm trying to remain calm on the outside but on the inside I'm panicking, hurt and utterly sad my boyfriend of four years can't do this one thing for me

I hold back tears as I stand up, "Ok Jimin. I uh I have to go. I have a few things to do. And email my instructor that I'm not going tomorrow."

"Seriously? Because I said no, you're going to be a whiny baby and leave?", he mocks

I know he's stressed out but he doesn't have to take it out on me

He doesn't have to make fun of me

"No Jimin. I wasn't going to stay long remember? And you said you wanted to go to sleep early because you're exhausted"

"Yeah fine whatever", he says dismissively

The way he's acting is so hurtful

Like he doesn't care about me

This isn't the Jimin I fell in love with

Walking to him, I kiss his cheek

"Bye Jimin. I love you"

He doesn't say anything, doesn't even look at me and my heart falls

I just turn to the door and leave, my heart breaking

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Professor Kim,

I cannot find a model for the final tomorrow-

No that's not a good way to start the email

Deleting everything, I try again

Professor Kim,

Is there anyway I can do the final on myself because I can't find a model

No no no

I sound like a teenager

Not a twenty five year old

Think, Joanne, think

I'm just so nervous

I know that no matter what I write professor Kim won't accept me doing the final on myself

She made it clear I have to have a model so I can show that I can work with other people's features that aren't mine

I just have to admit defeat and tell professor Kim I'm not going

Professor Kim,

Unfortunately, I will not be attending the final tomorrow. I was not able to find a model. I understand this means I will fail the class and have to retake it. Thank you for everything you taught me this semester. I will see you next year

Joanne

That's good enough, I guess

I'm about to press send when my phone rings

I hope it's Jimin

I hope he reconsidered

But when I look at my screen, it's not Jimin

It's Jooheon

My best friend since we were babies

"Hello", I say when I answer the phone

"Hey Jo", he greets

"Hi Joo. What's up?"

"Nothing much. Just called to ask if you wanted to hang with us for movie night tomorrow after your final?"

"Oh, uh yeah I guess", I say distractedly

"Jo what's wrong?"

"Oh nothing Joo"

I hesitate sending the email, tears filling my eyes

Why can't Jimin just do this for me?

He was so helpful when I first started, coming to be my model when I needed him

Which wasn't much to begin with

"Jo, c'mon stop lying to me. I know when something is wrong"

I sigh, "I'm not going to the final tomorrow"

"What why? That's the last class you need to graduate!"

"I know", I answer

"You're going to have to wait another year to retake it"

"I know Jooheon!", I answer frustratedly

There's a silent pause

"Jo what's wrong. Just tell me ok? Why can't you go to your final?"

"Because I don't have a model! Jimin won't come tomorrow. I told him how important it was and he said it's not his problem. He told me I'm just going to have to fail the class"

"What an as...uh that's not a nice thing for him to say", he amends

"It's ok Joo. You can say he's an asshole. He's being one"

"I'm sorry Jo"

"He's just practicing Joo", I tell him, tears falling from my eyes, "I know the performance for the American award show is important but he knows the steps by heart. He know everything. And he won't take a few hours to do this for me."

"He should Jo. He should know how important this is for you"

"He was so mean", I cry, "He really doesn't care and I don't know where that came from. He acted like I was bothering him"

"He's wrong Jo. Ok? It's wrong for him to act like this. And even if he couldn't go then he should try to help you find someone else. A staff member or something"

Joo's right

Jimin should of helped me find someone else

He should of helped me somehow

Not leave me to fail

"Yeah but he didn't. And now I'm going to fail"

I really don't want to wait a year to graduate but I have no choice

And I don't know how I'm going to deal with Jimin and all of this

I know it's not his responsibility to help me but he didn't even try

And he doesn't care which hurts like nothing I've felt before

"You are not going to fail Joanne"

"What are you talking about Joo? Yes I am. I have no model"

Wasn't he listening?

"Yeah you do. I'm gonna be your model"

"What?", I gasp

"I'm coming to your final Jo. You can do the makeup on me. You won't fail"

"You're not busy tomorrow?"

"Recording a song but that can wait"

"No Joo, it can't. That's your job"

"And your my best friend. You need help. I'm going to help you. I'm going and you can't stop me so just say yes and give me the address"

I'm shocked

I can't believe that he's going to help me

I didn't even think of asking him

"Thank you Joo. Thank you so much"

"It's not a problem Jo", he answers, "Look I know you go to Jimin for everything because he's your boyfriend but don't forget I'm here too. You can ask me for help when you need it too"

He's right

I do always go to Jimin

Sometimes I forget that he was the one I went too for everyone before Jimin

Jooheon comes to me when he needs help and I should remember I can go to him too

"Ok Joo. I'll remember. And thanks again"

"No problem Jo. So my question still is, after the final do you wanna come hang with us?"

I laugh and answer, "Yeah Joo. Definitely"

"Great. Text me the time and address. I'll be there"

"I will. Thank you so much Joo. You're the best."

"I know", he jokes, "I'll see you tomorrow"

"Ok. Bye Joo"

"Bye"

When we hang up, I delete the email to my professor, a huge weight lifted off my shoulders

My best friend is the best

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"So when are you taking that class over again?", Jimin asks nonchalantly

I just stare at him in shock

Of course he's not looking at me, instead on his phone

How can he just ask me that?

Like he doesn't care I failed

"I'm not", I answer

He finally looks over at me, "You're not? Are you giving up?"

God he's so oblivious

And so mean

"No I'm not giving up Jimin. I'm graduating"

"How? You said you weren't going to the final and you'd have to take the class again"

"I found a model", I answer

He raises his eyebrows, "Who?"

"Jooheon"

Anger clouds his face, "You called Jooheon?"

I shake my head, "No. He called me when I was writing the professor an email to asks me to hang out with him and they guys after my final. I told him I wasn't going to the final and he asked why. I told him", I explain, "Then volunteered to be my model"

"And you said yes?", he growls

I don't understand why he's getting upset

He couldn't come or didn't want to or whatever

This way I could still pass and he still didn't have to show

He got his way

"Of course I said yes Jimin!", I exclaim, "I needed to pass this class or wait a whole year to take it again. Why would I do that when Jooheon was willing to help me?"

"Because he's not your boyfriend!"

I stare at him in shock, "He's my best friend"

"I don't like that and you know it", he says

I'm so confused

He doesn't like that I'm friends with Jooheon?

Since when?

"What are you talking about?"

"C'mon Joanne, don't act dumb. Do you think I want my girlfriend hanging out with another guy?"

"But Jooheon has been my best friend before you and I even knew each other! I met you through him! You knew he's my best friend"

"Well it ends now. I don't want you around him"

I can't believe he's demanding this

What is his fucking problem?

He's never said anything about my friendship with Jooheon before

Is he jealous that Jooheon helped me when he didn't?

"That's not gonna happen Jimin"

He glares at me, "It's him or me"

I take a breath and say, "Him"

"Excuse me?", he narrows his eyes

"Jimin, the reason I asked to see you today was because I was going to tell you that this relationship isn't working. Not for me"

I can't believe I'm saying this

I always thought Jimin was going to be the one I ended up with

"What do you mean? Everything is fine with us"

The fact that he doesn't see it, doesn't see what he did, what he's doing just proves that our relationship isn't meant to be

I started thinking about this after my final

It's not to that he refused to help even though that hurt

It's that he didn't care about the consequences for me

He was cold about it, he didn't care

He didn't try to comfort me

The day of the final he didn't text me at all

Didn't contact me

He should have, he should have wanted to see me after his practice, should have tried to make me feel better about taking the class again

He didn't

He texted me a few days later and not even to ask to see me

Just a hey, you're alive, ok

After a week of thinking, I decided to end this

The whole forbidding me from being friends with Jooheon just adds to everything

"Jimin, you didn't even give a shit that I wouldn't graduate if I failed that class. You refused to help me then made fun of me and called me a baby when I said I was leaving to write my professor an email."

"It wasn't my problem-", he starts

"But you didn't have to be an asshole about it. When you said no, you didn't try to comfort me or hug me or anything. You just yelled at me", I explain, my chest hurting because even though I'm breaking up with him, I still love him

That doesn't go away just like that

"Since when did you become so sensitive?"

"Are you kidding Jimin? This is my life we're talking about."

"Please Joanne, you decided to become a makeup artist three years ago. Stop acting like this was a life long dream"

I can't believe he's saying these hurtful things to me

So what if it wasn't something I wanted to be since I was a child

That doesn't invalidate that it's my dream now

"Jimin you're being different. Mean. Cold. You didn't even contact me the day of the final. When you thought I failed the class. You were just gone. Doing whatever it was you were doing. The fact is Jooheon was there for me and you weren't"

"I fucking told you I couldn't go!", he yells

"I know! But you shouldn't be getting mad at me because Jooheon was able to come. You should be happy that I was able to pass the class and graduate. But you're not. You're just mad. For no reason"

"It's not for no reason", he snaps

"Yes it is. I don't know what's going on with you. If you don't love me anymore or you don't want to be with me but you're different. And everything that happened...it just made me think"

"And your conclusion is to break up?"

God, he's making me feel so dumb

"It's...this....it's not working for me", I say quietly

He rolls his eyes

Actually rolls his eyes

"Fine. Then it's over. I have more important things to worry about than your sensitivity to things I say"

Pain fills my chest as I stare at him

He didn't even fight me

He didn't say anything about what I brought up, didn't deny anything, didn't ask me to stay, to try

He just gave up

"Get out", he snaps, startling me

I need to leave before I fall apart

"Bye Jimin", I say, my heart breaking

"Yeah whatever. Go", he says dismissively

Turning around, I quickly walk to the dorm door and out

Getting in my car, the tears break through and I cry

Getting out my phone, I call the only person who's ever been there for me

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The door opens, Jooheon pulling me into his arms immediately

"I'm sorry Jo", he says, hugging me tightly as I cry

"He didn't even care Joo. He didn't even try to fix anything. He didn't say anything. He just told me to get out", I sob, clinging onto him

"I'm gonna fucking kill him", he growls, running his fingers in my hair

I shake my head

I don't want Jooheon doing anything that will hurt him and his career

And a fight with a BTS member will do that

"No Joo, don't. Please", I ask, "Don't do anything ok. Please"

"Ok Jo. For you, I won't kick his ass"

I nod, just holding on tightly to him

Everything hurts and even though it was my decision to ends things, I miss Jimin so much

"C'mon Jo. We can go to the living room and talk ok?"

"I...I can't...right now", I cry

I don't want to talk about anything

Not yet

"Ok, that's ok. We can do something else. Watch TV or a movie or something to keep your mind off it until you're ready to talk"

I nod

I don't care what we do, I just don't want to be alone

He ushers me into the living room, onto the couch then turns on the tv

I can't stop crying and he puts his arm around me, comforting me

Something Jimin should of done

But Jooheon, he always helps me however he can

Even if it's just sitting with me and letting me cry

I'm so greatful he's in my life

Leaning my head on his shoulder, I watch the tv, hoping it will distract me from losing Jimin

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One year later

"Hey Jo", Jooheon greets, as he opens the front door to the dorm

I made up my mind

I'm going to tell him how I feel

After the night I went to him when Jimin and I broke up, we started hanging out more and more

He helped me get over Jimin, he was there when I need to talk, when I needed him

After getting over Jimin, we kept having out and I fell for him

Hard

I've tried to hide it for the last few months but I can't anymore

I called him and asked if he wanted to hang, watch movies and eat

Of course he was down

And on the way here I kept telling myself that I'm not nervous

Truth is I'm shitting my pants

As soon as I saw him, all my determination fled and nervousness hit me hard

My legs are wobbling as I follow him to his room

When we get inside, he closes the door and plops on his bed

Like he always does

He's acting normal

I'm not

I force myself to move and sit next to him on the bed

He takes the remote, turning the TV on

"What do you wanna watch?", he asks distractedly, "A Disney movie? Superhero? Action?"

"I uh...I wanted to talk to you first. About something", I get out

He immediately puts down the remote and turns his full attention to me

"Sure Jo. Are you ok? Is something wrong? Do I need to kill someone?", he asks

"No you do not have to kill someone Joo", I chuckle

"Ok so tell me"

"I...uh...I", I trail off, while he looks at me intently

God he makes me so nervous

It never used to be like this

I could talk to him about anything, say or do anything and know he wasn't judging me

"Take your time", he says patiently

"I uh...well after I broke up with Jimin...I uh"

"Yeah?"

I can't do this

The words won't come out

Maybe I can tell him a different way

I lean over to him and kiss him

Quickly, then pull away, my face on fire, eyes on the blanket

But even from that one kiss....my world flipped

I never felt like this kissing Jimin

It's always been Jooheon

God I'm dumb

I hope he understood because if he doesn't say anything in two seconds, I'm ready to bolt

He lifts my face to his, his lips right against mine

I just let the feeling take over and throw my arms around his neck

His arms move around my body, pulling me against him as he slips his tongue in my mouth

As soon as his tongue touches mine, stars blast in my vision

He gently moves me, laying me down and he hovers over me, kissing me passionately

I'm dimly aware that I have massive questions

Like does he feel the same for me?

Or is he just kissing me to kiss me?

But there's no way in hell I'm stopping kissing him to ask

His big hands move slowly down my body, touching me everywhere

He stops at the hem of my shirt, playing with it but not putting his hand underneath and touching my skin

And I want him to touch my skin so badly

Taking his hand, I move it under my shirt

"Shit", he whimpers, touching me so softly, pressing his lips to mine again

Again his hand stops right below my boobs, not moving an inch

I'm not having it

I move his hand right on my boob

He pulls away, looking down at me, checking that this is what I want

It is

I nod, pulling him back to me, our lips crashing into each other's

He squeezes my boob, moaning softly as he kisses me

I need more

I need him

Trailing my hands down his broad back, I start pulling his shirt off

It needs to come off now

He lets me take it off, helping me as he moves his arms through the sleeves

I pull it over his head, his lips right back on mine as soon as the shirt is off

I manage to throw his shirt somewhere in the room before my brain turns off

I finally touch his skin, loving the way his muscles feel under my hands

Especially when they move

Trailing my fingers up his back and down to his upper arms, I moan softly

Jooheon has huge muscular arms and I fucking love them

His hands shake as he unbuttons my shirt and I wonder if he's as nervous as I am

When he gets the last button undone, he slowly pushes the shirt off me

I sit up, grabbing my shirt and throwing it on the floor, then pull him to me, kissing his neck anywhere I can

"Fff...fuck", he whimpers, his arms around me, hands undoing my bra

Once that's off, her lays me back down, staying on top of me as I drag kisses to his collarbone

His big hands move around my breasts, squeezing, his palms rubbing on my nipples, sending pleasure through my body

My panties get soaked as I moan in his soft skin

Leaning his head down, he kisses my shoulder, sending shivers down my spine

"You don't know", he says softly, his face moving to my neck, giving me small kisses, "You don't know how long I've been waiting for you. How long I've been waiting for you to notice me"

What?

He's been waiting....for me?

He's had feelings for me?

And he never told me?

Why didn't he tell me?

"You don't know how long I waited for your kiss, your touches, wondering if I'd ever get them. Praying I'd get them. Praying you'd be mine"

His confessions are blowing my mind

How long has he waited?

When did his feelings start?

And am I so blind that I didn't notice?

"I love you so much", he whispers so softly, it's almost like I didn't hear it

My heart explodes in happiness

And my mouth won't stay closed

"I love you Joo. More than anything. I'm yours, I promise", I tell him

He lifts his head, looking in my eyes, "Are you being for real? Because I can't take it if you're not"

"It's real Joo", I assure him, touching his cheek softly, "I love you. I was dumb before. But when I kissed you...that small kiss....I knew. It was always you"

The smile on his face lights up his entire being, "It was always you for me. Always"

I pull him back to me, kissing him deeply

I want him now

Moving my hands down, I push his pants and boxers down

He gets the hint and helps me get his pants off then starts pulling mine down

He gets it off, moving his kisses from my lips to my neck

God, his kisses light every nerve on fire

Dragging his kisses down between my breasts and along my stomach, I feel his sucks and bites all over my skin

He keeps kissing lower and lower, fingers pulling my panties down and off

He opens my legs, burying his tongue in my pussy

"Jooheon fuck!", I yell, pleasure filling me from his licks

"Oh god fuck. I knew you'd taste this good. I fucking knew it", he groans

Well fuck me, I didn't know that

His tongue swirls everywhere, licking around my slit and between my lips

"Fuck you have no clue how much I want to eat you out. How much I wanted to taste you, making you cum from me", he moans, "I hate other guys got to be here before me"

"Dddd...doesn't matter Joo. Yyyy.....fuck...you're the best", I get out through the pleasure, "Aaaa...and only you get to be...down...down there from now on"

"Mmm, promise?", he asks, his tongue rolling over my clit, sending pleasure to every nerve

"Promise! I promise Joo", I cry

His hands move to my legs holding them open as his mouth moves around my clit

I wait in anticipation and when he sucks, I yell loudly, my body arching off the bed, intense pleasure hitting me

His mouth moves hard and fast, tugging and playing, driving me fucking insane

I bury my hand in his hair, my other hand gripping his sheets tightly

I'm gonna cum any second

"Joo, gonna cum", I cry, not sure where he wants me to orgasm

"Yeah baby, cum in my mouth. I wanna taste your cream"

He sucks hard and I lose it, screaming his name, coming hard

"Jooheon!"

I pull his hair, lost in the bliss, his mouth not stopping, sucking me though my orgasm

Only when I finish, does he let go, his tongue moving to my hole, licking again

"Oh my god, so fucking good", he moans, "So fucking sweet. Goddamn it I'm gonna eat your cunt every day baby girl"

"Jesus Joo", I moan, liking that idea very much

"Please aegi, tell me I can eat you everyday. Tell me I can suck your pretty throbbing clit, swallow your delicious cum everyday. Please tell me I can", he begs

"Yes Joo. You can"

He lifts his head, smiling, his dimples on full display

My heart beats rapidly seeing that smile

I love his smile

He sits up and I do too, getting him to lay down

I kiss his perfect lips loving the way they feel against mine

Loving the way his kiss feels

As I slip my tongue in his mouth and deepening the kiss, I wrap my hand around his hard cock, pumping up and down and he moans against the kiss

His cock feels so big

I pull away from him, eyes looking down and I gape at the huge cock in my hand

Jesus Christ, he's so long and so thick

I had no idea Jooheon had this in his pants

I start moving down to suck his cock but he stops me, gripping my arm

"Joo let me-"

"No baby. Please, I just want to be inside you", he pleads

I want that too

After I blew him but I'm going to give him what he wants

Swinging my leg over him, I sit in his lap, his eyes on me, biting his lip

After pressing a soft kiss to his lips, sit up, reaching behind me and holding his dick up

Getting him under me, I lower myself on him, his head moving inside

"Oh god", he whispers, his hands squeezing my hips tightly

I push down, sliding along his cock inch by inch, pleasure hitting me from how much his cock is stretching me out

It feels amazing and I can feel myself drenching him

"Fuck, fuck, fuck", he moans, his eyes on where we meet

I feel so full of him already but I want to take him all

"Help me Joo", I whisper

His eyes move to mine, a question in them

"Push me down your cock. I want all of you inside me", I tell him, his eyes widening, "Please baby. Help me get on your cock"

His hands push me down and I take all of him, his head snugly against my spot, sending chills through me

I can't stop the throbbing on him and I don't want to

It feels so good

"Oh my god", Jooheon yells, "So fucking tight. Oh god. Fuck. You feel so good. So good. I can't....fuck"

I decide now is the time to move and I move up his length

His eyes snap to us just as I slip back down, his head smashing my spot

"Oh god", I cry

Leaning on his stomach, I move fast, bouncing on his perfect cock, feeling his thickness spread me open so pleasurably over and over again

"Fuck, so good baby. Don't stop"

His eyes are glued to where I'm fucking him, his mouth slightly open

"Like watching?", I ask, smirking

"Uh huh", he answers

I move my arms behind me, leaning on his thighs and spreading my legs more so he can watch

"I can't see baby", I tell him, now slamming down on his length harder, "So tell me what you see"

"Yyy..your pussy....swallowing my cock"

"Uh huh. What else baby?", I ask, getting more turned on

"Uh...your...fuck you're pussy lips are so puffy wrapped around me. You're clit is throbbing so much. Your cunt is so creamy, leaving cream all over my dick"

I feel myself getting closer and I move faster

"What else?"

I feel his fingers spread my lips, a soft moan coming from him

"Yyyy...fuck...your slit. When you come down, it stretches so big around me, straining when you get all of me in. God your cunt is so pretty on my cock"

"Joo I'm gonna cum", I moan, right there

"Yes baby. Please", he whimpers

His head rubs my spot and I yell as stars blast in my vision, pleasure washing over me

"Oh my god, so much cream baby", he moans

I keep riding him, grinding on his cock, rocking anything to keep the pleasure going

Through the pleasure, I feel myself ready to cum again and I ride him harder

"Oh fuck aegi, cum again. I feel it baby girl. Cream my cock"

"Jooheon!", I cry, my body shaking hard as I try to stay upright on him, coming on his cock, the pleasure amazing

"Fuck, so pretty baby. You look so pretty coming on my cock", he praises, his hands roaming my body

When I finish, he pulls me on top of him, rolling us over

"I'm gonna fuck you so good my baby", he whispers in my ear, "Keep your pretty legs open for me"

I nod and he sits up, slamming his cock into my dripping cunt

"So fucking wet for me. So tight, so good. Best pussy I've ever been in", he moans

"Bbbb...best cock I ever had inside me", I whimper, the constant stimulation to my spot, making me shake in bliss with every hit

"I'll be your best cock baby. I'll make you feel so good. Every day"

"I'll make you feel good baby", I tell him

"You are aegi", he says, looking down between my legs, "Fuck watching your slit get split open on my cock drives my fucking insane. The fucking tight throbs of your cunt make me feel good. You make me feel good"

His hands grip my hips, lifting me off the bed

As he pounds my cunt, he pulls me down on him, meeting his thrusts and going in deeper than before

So deep I can feel him in my belly

Through the haze, I hear a constant banging sound

Like something being hit over and over

Looking around, I find the source of the sound

His bed hitting the wall

It registers that he's fucking me that hard that his bed is moving

That fucking turns me on so much

"C'mon baby. I need more of your cum on me"

He wraps one arm around me, his hand on my ass, holding me up that way

Moving closer to me, he drills his cock in, his hand moving to my clit

The second he starts rubbing my clit, I scream in blinding pleasure, clenching his cock again and again

"That's it baby. Good girl. Cum for me"

His head hits my spot and his fingers rub just right on my clit and I'm thrown head first into a massively pleasurable orgasm

"Jooheon, oh my god, Jooheon!"

"There we go", he praises, "That's it aegi. Cum just like that for me"

His cock doesn't stop, fucking me though the orgasm

He lowers me back to the bed, wrapping my legs around him as he moves on top of me

He thrusts hard, the sound of our skin slapping together sounding throughout the room

Along with the wet sounds of my sopping cunt and his bed

"God you suck me back in so perfectly. Want me inside you that much huh?"

I nod, "Yes Joo. Want you so much. Love you so much"

"I love you Jo. More than anything"

His lips crash into mine, kissing me fiercely and I love every second of it

"What the fuck is that sound?", I hear someone yell

"Great, they're back", he mutters

I honestly didn't even know they were gone

I assumed they were in their rooms or something

"It's Jooheon's bed hitting the wall!", someone, I think it's Kihyun says

Jooheon just rolls his eyes and keeps up the pace, thrusting over and over, his pelvis rubbing my clit perfectly

"What is he fucking doing? Jumping on it?"

God they're dumb

There's only ever one reason why a bed would hit the wall at a constant pace

We ignore them, Jooheon lifting my boob up and wrapping his mouth on my nipple

He sucks quickly, sending more pleasure straight to my pussy and I can't help but yell

"Yes Jooheon! Yes!"

"Who the fuck is that?", Minhyuk asks

"He has a girl here!", Shownu yells

"Please Joo. More", I yell, so close

His cock just has to hit a few more times and I'm done

His mouth switches to my other nipple, sucking desperately like his life depends on it

"Jooheon! I'm gonna cum! Fuck I'm gonna cum!", I cry

"Cum aegi", he asks and I let the bliss run through me

"Jooheon! Oh my god! Jooheon!"

He sheathes his cock inside me, letting me ride out the bliss on his thick dick

"Good girl"

"Oh my god, he's banging Joanne!", Hyungwon yells

"Motherfucker", Jooheon mutters

"It's ok baby", I tell him, as my orgasm ends, "I don't care what they hear. I just want to be with you"

He smiles shyly

Which is ironic since he's...banging me

Very well too

"I want you too jagi"

He catches my lips in a kiss, slowing down and rocking his hips into me

So fucking good

"He's what?", Shownu shouts

"He. Is. Banging. Joanne.", Hyungwon says like Shownu is stupid

"How do you know?", Minhyuk asks

"Because that's her voice"

The door slams again

"What's going on? What's that noise?", someone else says

My god, it's really not that loud

But then again, I'm kinda out of it

It might be loud

I dunno and I don't care

"Fucking-", Jooheon starts

I shush him by kissing him deeply

He responds immediately, his tongue against mine, his hips slowly pushing his dick into me

I grip his back hard, not being able to get enough

His lips press kisses to my cheek, traveling down to my neck, making me moan loudly

"Does he have a girl here?"

"He is fucking Joanne"

"Oh god finally!", Changkyun yells

Finally?

What does he mean finally?

They know about Jooheon's feelings for me?

"I don't have to hear him whine about Jimin and how he wants to kill him for being with her anymore"

I giggle against his lips

That's cute to hear

"He said that? He didn't tell me shit!", Minhyuk declares

"God he wouldn't shut up about how much he loves her and how much he wants her, how no other girl compares to her. Drove me up a fucking wall"

"He's a dead man", Jooheon growls

"I think it's cute. You love me"

He nods, "Yeah Jo, I do. Always have"

"I love you Joo. So much", I smile, at him

He kisses me softly and move my hands around his neck, my fingers in his soft hair

The next time he moves in, I move my hips, meeting him

"Oh aegi", he whimpers, "I...I can't...you feel too good"

"Cum Joo", I tell him

He shakes his head, "You first aegi. I need you to first

He rolls his hips into me a touch faster letting me feel every inch of his cock inside me

His head brushes against my spot and I squeeze him tightly

"Jo", he cries

"Jooheon!", I moan loudly, incredible pleasure slamming into me, making me shake under me, "Fuck Jooheon!"

"Joanne, fuck!", he yells, moving all in, his cock throbbing and spurting his hot cum inside me

"Joo"

"Joanne, aegi, oh my god! Yes"

He shakes in my arms, his face burying in my neck as his orgasm goes on

I throb on him involuntarily, fast, milking his cock for all his cum

"Goddamn!", one of the guys yells

"I'm going to murder every single one of them", he murmurs in my skin as his orgasm ends

He pulls out and tries to move but I stop him, holding him to me

"Stay with me baby", I whisper

He lifts his head, his wet hair plastered to his forehead, smiling at me, "Yeah?"

I nod

He leans forward, his lips against mine

"I love you Joo", I tell him

His smile gets brighter, more beautiful

"I love your smile baby", I say, touching his dimples, "So beautiful"

"Not as much as yours aegi", he says, "I love you so much"

We share another kiss then he lays his head down on my chest, his arms around me

I slowly run my fingers in his sweaty hair, absolutely loving the feel of him in my arms

I'm drifting off to sleep when there's a knock on his door

"Jooheon?"

"Go away", he yells groggily

"Yeah but-"

"Go away!", I yell, "We're napping. Don't wake us up or you'll be sorry!"

"Ok sorry! Sorry!", Whoever it is says

Jooheon chuckles, "They're scared of you aegi"

"Good. Then maybe they won't make fun of us later"

"Oh they won't make fun of you. They'll wait until you leave and then make fun of me"

"Well...tell them if they do, I'll beat them up"

He laughs, kissing my chest, "Yeah you will my strong girl"

Kissing the top of his head, I say, "Yes I am. Now sleep baby"

"Yes ma'am", he answers, snuggling into me

I go back to playing with his hair, closing my eyes and thanking whoever's out there that my best friend is now my boyfriend

My perfect Jooheon

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Kihyun Have A Crush On You

💌 Kihyun x Reader

💌 Hyunwoo / Hoseok / Kihyun / Minhyuk / Hyungwon / Jooheon / Changkyun

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He kinda confused what should he do, actually googling or ask for any advice to make sure to know how to approach you. Well Kihyun don't realize his feeling until it's become deeper and now the feeling bothering him so much.

Kihyun will start to looking at you in different way, not as a friend like usual. But as the girl that he like a lot. And this make his behavior towards you become very very softened. He put a lot of extra care and love if it's come to you, he will be the first one who will ask you do you need help or are you alright

He will invite you to come to his house, he'll cook for you. Anything you like just tell him, he like to take care of you like a baby. He don't mind to come to your house too, he will help you to clean your house, telling you some jokes while you guys cleaning here and there.

Kihyun trying his best to spend his time with you and he don't mind to sing you a song. He love it when you smiling sweetly in front of him when he sing your favorite song, it's make him feel love. And here he is sitting in front of you with his guitar, he can't wait anymore so he suddenly changed the song.

He sing you another sweet love song with his eyes focusing on you, only you. In the end of the song he make sure you know that he always care and love you, so he want you to be his girlfriend.

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And Then There Were Three

Title: And Then There Were Three

Featuring: I.M x Jooheon x Reader

Status: Finished

Rating: NC-17. Smut, oral, rough sex, dirty talk, threeways, and more.

Summary: You and Changkyun are having an intense secret affair, unaware that someone knows, and wants to share.

Read here on AO3

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PLEASE READ: Formerly Jinyoungsir & Bubblebeom. All stories marked with [M] contain explicit 18+ sexual content.  ♥︎ I am not currently creating any new content for MX at this time 7/6/22♥︎

Group Series  →

‘Bubbles’ M.List [M] [OT7 Series Master List] 

Sohn Hyunwoo (shownu)  →

Stories...

If you can’t sleep, we could have sex [request, fluff, humor] playing cat & mouse with your best friend gets fun.

I’m scared so you hold my hand [request, fluff] sometimes losing is ok if it earns you shownu’s affection.

Multi-Chapter Stories...

Proposition [M] One | Two | Three [completed series; smut] your husband invites hoseok to your hotel room after a company dinner and things get interesting.

Scenarios/Misc...

2:13pm [timestamp;fluff]

Lee Hoseok (wonho)  →

Stories...

Two Types  [fluff, strangers] your date is going terribly when a handsome stranger catches on and saves you from it.

Multi-Chapter Stories...

Proposition [M] One | Two | Three [completed series; smut] your husband invites hoseok to your hotel room after a company dinner and things get interesting.

Lee Minhyuk  →

Stories...

Still Hot [married/parent!au, fluff] your husband comes home from the skate park with your son and a bruised ego.

Yoo Kihyun  →

Stories...

I just like proving you wrong [romance] you and kihyun head out to the old lake house where you spent your summers growing up…if you remember how to get there.

Yours Forever [sequel; romance] your wedding day is something out of a fairytale but it would be nothing without the man at the other end of the aisle.

Chae Hyungwon  →

Stories...

None of your business  [humor, f2l] your brother’s best friend accidentally admits he’s in love with you.

Im Changkyun  →

Stories...

How is my wife more badass than me? [mafia!au, humor] you’re on a mission and he’s a little distracting.

Is there a reason you’re naked in my bed? [f2l, humor] weird goldie locks roleplay where you come home to find your friend changkyun sleeping in your bed.

No. 11 Secret Relationship [angst, romance] another argument about hiding your relationship & resolution.

Size Matters? [fluff, humor] changkyun is stressing about his tiny new bodyguard until he finds out she is both very cute and absolutely terrifying.

Scenarios/Misc...

Fake Text #1 [spicy humor]

Misc Group Content  →

Late Night Snack [Reaction] 

Toddler Dads [Imagine?] 

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Series Announcement for SSSD: Sweet & Sexy Single Dads

Series Announcement!  SSSD: Sweet & Sexy Single Dads is coming in time for Monsta X’s Fatal Love comeback this November 2, 2020! Join me as we explore the different ways, charms of our single dads. From exes to lovers tropes to haunted mansion meet-cutes, you’ve got it all here! Top it off with cute little mini-them’s and you’ve got yourself a treat! 

Each chapter will be uploaded per week starting on November 2, 2020 (PH Time) and will vary in length. Let me know if you want to be included in the tag list! 

Here’s our menu: 

son hyunwoo (shownu) swim instructor!shownu + baker!reader + meet the kid trope

in which you find that the way to your boyfriend’s son’s heart is through his stomach, just like his dad (or, you finally stay the night after months of dating)

lee hoseok (wonho)  weightlifter!wonho + weightlifter!reader + best friends trope

in which your best friend is over his head with the sudden appearance of a kid in his life and you’re head over heels for him (or, lee hoseok puts his muscle arms to use)

lee minhyuk instadad!minhyuk + lifestyle blogger!reader + vacation trope

in which, you have a crush on that insta/blogger dad who does his daughter’s hair with much for flair that you can ever manage (or, you meet lee minhyuk in a vloggers’ convention)

yoo kihyun feminist dad!kihyun + elementary teacher!reader + meet cute

in which, you meet your very outspoken student’s father after an incident in your class (or, yoo kihyun is a feminist father who won’t raise his daughter to take shit from any stupid boy)

chae hyungwon pre-school teacher!hyungwon + photographer!reader + old crush trope

in which you meet the teacher your little nephew’s obsessed with and recognizes him from a magazine (or, you become your sister’s official go-to person to pick up her son because you meet your old crush again)

lee jooheon uni student!jooheon + off duty adrenaline junkie!reader + haunted house meet cute

in which there’s a haunted house, an excitable pair of twins and a terrified father (or, you love haunted houses in amusement parks and lee jooheon needs an extra hand)

im changkun scientist!changkyun + chef!reader + exes to lovers trope

in which, you meet your ex in different circumstances through fate, a horse, and a lost boy in your restaurant (or, im changkyun sweeps you off your feet again)

[taexual]

three can play this game | jooheon, changkyun

pairings: jooheon x oc x changkyun

genre: smutty fluff, implied poly relationship (but this is mostly jooheon x oc and changkyun x oc)

warnings: whole lot of teasing & pining, perhaps a hickey or two, dom!jooheon & soft dom!kyun, voyeurism/exhibitionism (it’s a public place, but it’s all just between the three of them)

summary: truth or dare is never an innocent game, but you’re happy to turn the tables on the two boys who can never keep their hands to themselves.

words count: 4k

requested by @immiinaim96.

There were plenty of questionable decisions you’d made even before tonight, but somehow, finding yourself in the back of a bar, seated in front of Jooheon and Changkyun as they suggested a game of Truth and Dare, had to be one of the top ones.

“A few questions before we start,” you said, simply amazed by the sheer seriousness on both of their faces after Jooheon suggested the game. “Are we twelve?”

The two boys in front of you exchanged a glance, appearing as confused about your opposition to this as you were about their lack of it.

“I don’t think so,” Jooheon replied, unsure.

“Alright,” you nodded. “Next question. Are we teenagers in an upcoming Netflix film with the smallest budget on the network?”

Changkyun put his drink down, giving you a look. “I see where this is going. The game is a cliché because of how much fun it can be, not because it’s bad.”

You pointed your empty glass at him – already tipsy from your second shot of margarita – and raised a challenging eyebrow, “I could argue with that.”

“Well, let’s see if you get that chance,” Changkyun countered, even more excited by your resistance to the game. “Truth or dare?”

You squinted your eyes at them both, your intoxicated mind slowly deciding that there was no way for you to win this: they clearly expected you to choose Truth. And they knew you‘d see through them, therefore, choosing Dare instead – which is what they were really hoping for all along.

“I refuse,” you declared.

Changkyun threw his head back in exaggerated exasperation, but it was Jooheon who whined, “why?!” Those two completed each other very nicely.

“You two look like you have bad intentions,” you explained.

“We always do,” Changkyun replied. “When have you ever complained?”

In retrospective, you probably should have complained – that would have been the correct response to some of the activities they dragged you into. But you could never bring yourself to say no, because you knew that whatever the three of you got up to, it would feel beyond exhilarating in the end.

“Come on,” Changkyun encouraged, bouncing in his seat in excitement. The alcohol was getting to him, too. “We can even set some ground rules if you’d be more comfortable with that.”

“Or,” Jooheon looked at the boy next to him for a second – Changkyun nodded, already agreeing – and then said, “we could decide that nothing is off-limits.”

They both looked at you this time – with absolutely every intention to make you feel like the party police – and you felt very peer-pressured to nod. They were evil.

“Fine, let’s play,” you caved, reaching for another shot on the tray between you. “But I’m not bailing anyone out of jail tonight, so have some boundaries, would you?”

They both nodded. They may have liked getting into trouble, but they were always bound by common sense, even under the influence of alcohol.

“So,” Changkyun tried again. “Truth or dare?”

You quickly finished the shot and then, just as quickly – so you wouldn’t give yourself a single second to hesitate – you replied, “dare.”

“Straight to the point, hmm?” he grinned, appreciating the hell out of every time he got you to roll your eyes. “Take off your cardigan.”

You looked down instinctively. You’d worn a small, black dress with thin straps over your shoulders. Both boys expressed their appreciation for your choice of clothing, and then consequent disappointment when you decided to wear a cardigan over the dress. You cited “cold” as the reason. Jooheon cited “being a tease.” Both of you were right.

“I’ll be cold,” you tried, once again.

“Not a problem,” Changkyun replied, scooching to the far-end of their side of the booth and patting the free space that opened up between him and Jooheon, “come sit here.”

You considered it. “We’ll look stupid, all three of us sitting on one side of the table.”

“What can you do,” Jooheon was the one to speak this time, obviously supporting the idea. “A dare’s a dare.”

“Those are two dares, technically,” you pointed out.

“It’s one dare,” Changkyun defended, “composed of two parts. You have to complete both for it to count.”

Really, now – just pure, pure evil.

“I knew you’d find a way to cheat,” you mumbled, sighing as you leaned forward and pulled the sleeves of your cardigan down, tossing it aside.

They watched you take it off, and then hesitate before you finally stood up and walked over to their side of the table. Changkyun didn’t even bother moving, purposefully forcing you to stumble over his legs as you tried to pass, all so he could touch you to help you steady yourself.

“You’re not slick,” you told him as his hands guided you until you actually sat down. You turned around to face the other boy as soon as a smirk appeared on Changkyun’s lips. “Jooheon. Truth or dare?”

Catching you off-guard, he chose, “truth.”

You looked away, needing a second to come up with a question. Jooheon – who always enjoyed keeping you on your toes – smiled, very proud of himself as he grabbed another shot from the table.

Finally, you asked, “what is the one thing you’ve always wanted to try, but haven’t gotten a chance?”

“Ropes,” he replied without hesitation, swallowing the margarita shot in one big gulp.

You turned your head to Changkyun on the other side of you. The two of you exchanged an intrigued glance. Somehow, the question – or, rather, the suggestion – of ropes hadn’t come up. You’d found plenty of other ways to entertain yourselves.

“Really?” the younger boy asked, curious.

“As in, you, tying someone up, or you, being the one tied up?” you added to the question.

Jooheon, proving to be just as much of a tease as the boy on the other side of you, raised his eyebrows and slowly placed the empty glass back on the tray before declaring mysteriously, “that’s a question for the next time I choose Truth.”

You and Changkyun protested loudly and immediately.

You began, “don’t start with the technicalities!”

Changkyun rested his hand on your thigh and wailed over you, “you didn’t even answer this one properly!”

“Alright, alright,” Jooheon laughed, amused by your desperation and beyond happy to be the reason for it. “Both, I guess. We’ve never tried either.”

You looked at Changkyun again – this time, you were the two conspirators as you placed your hand over his on your thigh, and squeezed gently. He nodded.

“Well,” you replied, turning back to face Jooheon. “Remember this when the next round comes.”

Knowing he’d have to choose Dare in the next round, Jooheon lifted his eyebrows. “What happened to not getting locked up in jail tonight?”

You couldn’t help the surprised smile that appeared on your face as he asked this – because he wasn’t exactly saying no. Apparently, there were certain things that made him throw common sense straight out the window, after all.

“Being tied up doesn’t just imply the physical act of being tied up,” you explained. “You want to try being submissive for once. We’ll find a way to make sure you get to do that without getting arrested.”

“Oh, I see,” he nodded, his voice laced with skepticism. “We’ll see how that works out for you, then. Truth or dare, Kyun?”

“Dare.”

“I dare you to give her the prettiest hickey,” Jooheon said – he clearly had this idea ready for a while – and then added, looking at you, “provided you agree, of course.”

You didn’t even think this was the alcohol talking as you shrugged, “I’m cool.”

The consent you’d given filled the air around you with something else. There was a buzz in the atmosphere now – a sort of invisible current over the three of you, running high on the heat and electricity from your bodies.

“Great,” Changkyun said, unconsciously bringing his tongue over his lower lip. “Would you mind making this easier for me?”

He leaned back and moved his hands to his sides – wordlessly asking for you to relocate to his lap. You tsk-tsked at him – all for show, really; he smiled when he heard it – and then stood up.

Before you moved any further, you turned to check in with Jooheon. “Or is this not part of your dare?”

He pretended to think for a minute. “I’ll allow it. Go ahead.”

“Another question,” Changkyun spoke up this time, helping you throw your leg over his thighs and then placing his hands on your hips once you were firmly seated on top of him. “Who is—”

“You’re taking this too seriously,” Jooheon said, growing impatient. “This isn’t a school assignment.”

Taking Changkyun’s side, you pointed out, “you did say the hickey had to be ‘the prettiest.’”

“Exactly,” Changkyun said as his fingers absentmindedly toyed with the material of your dress. “So, whose standards should I be following?”

“Please,” Jooheon gave him an almost disappointed look. “Mine, of course.”

“Alright,” the younger boy nodded and then said to you, “lucky for us, I know exactly what he likes.”

Jooheon saw the sneer that was delivered his way and felt it important to defend his position as the judge in this game.

“I’m in a picky mood,” he said. “If it won’t live up to my standard, you’ll have to try again.”

Changkyun brought his hands up and down your thighs in warm, soothing motions. He reminded the other boy, “her neck, unfortunately, has limited space, you know.”

“I know,” Jooheon replied because, really, he knew. They’d both explored every single millimeter of your skin. “I never said the hickey had to be on her neck.”

You and Changkyun both seemed to feel the heat hidden in these words, and the way it spread over parts of you that were touching.

“Alright, guys, uh, jail, remember?” you said with a careful laugh. “We’re already testing our—oh, y-you’re—” you were cut off abruptly when Changkyun leaned in to press a soft kiss to the side of your neck.

He started out slowly – he always did – peppering gentle, butterfly kisses down your neck, always leaving you wanting more. Yet, the feeling of his teeth on your skin still caught you off-guard every time, as you hissed and held onto his shirt tighter.

One of your hands was on his chest, feeling his heartbeat under your fingertips, while your other hand clutched the shirt over his stomach, rising and falling each time he inhaled and exhaled. You realized your fingers were probably painfully digging into his chest when he sucked on the tender skin just below your jaw, but Changkyun did not complain and did not pull away from your neck. 

You had your eyes closed and lips parted as you focused on the feeling of his lips, but you could still feel the other boy’s presence. This wasn’t the first time Jooheon stopped, so he could observe. Watching you like this had as much of an impact on him as it had on Changkyun, except Jooheon didn’t even need to be the one touching you.

And yet, this time, it felt different. You could feel his eyes more intensely now. Perhaps because you were already in a public place – even though your booth was located in the darkest corner of the bar – or, simply, because he was the one who put you in this situation. The one who, essentially, requested to watch this.

You thought you controlled yourself fairly well, and yet a loose whimper still passed your lips when Changkyun brought his tongue over the mark he’d left, the stinging sensation forcing you to reflexively bring your body closer, your core brushing against his.

“Shit,” Changkyun mumbled lowly, his breathing much heavier now. You could feel him leave soft, lingering kisses around the hickey, each one of them sending a new wave of shivers down your back.

When he finally pulled away, there was a dense silence around the three of you, full of raw, feverish attraction.

Jooheon did not speak – his mouth was dry, he forgot he was even supposed to speak, he couldn’t look away from the mark on your neck; basically, he was busy. So, Changkyun had to encourage him.

“What’s your call?” he asked, his grip on you tighter now.

Jooheon hummed and then cleared his throat, reaching for another shot on the table. He gulped it down and then waved his hand, beckoning you to come closer. “L-let me see.”

You lifted one of your legs and placed it in-between Changkyun’s, straddling one of his thighs instead, as you moved closer to Jooheon. He slid down the settee towards you and leaned in.

“Hmm,” he observed, his breath washing off on your neck and causing goosebumps to rise on your skin. You chuckled as he took his time, admiring the shape of the hickey Changkyun had left.

Then, he raised his hand, his fingertips hovering just above the mark on your neck, but you realized his intentions and grabbed his wrist.

“No. You can’t touch the artwork,” you warned, a grin spreading on your face. His disappointed pout further fueled your wish to always keep him on edge like this. “We await your verdict.”

“Okay, fine,” he retrieved his hand and then, with a tone of someone who considered himself very important, Jooheon informed the younger boy, “it’s a job well done. As it should be, considering you learned from the best.”

Changkyun laughed, his tongue poking his cheek, but he did not disagree.

Needing another drink, Changkyun placed a kiss to your cheek and then helped you get off his thigh while he grabbed two shots from the table. Jooheon was watching you, his eyes perpetually drifting to the shades of purple and red on your neck.

“Truth or dare?” he asked you.

Accepting the drink Changkyun had passed you, you said, “truth.”

Jooheon clearly still needed a minute to gather himself, so he looked at the younger boy, passing him the opportunity to extort valuable information from you. Changkyun downed the shot, happy to take this chance.

“If you could pick any place to have sex in,” he started – you were already snickering and had to stop drinking mid-way – there was a smug twinkle in his eye, “what would you pick? The weirder your answer, the more points you get.”

You finished drinking first and then had to stop giggling, so you could swallow.

“Of course,” you said finally. You were definitely starting to feel drunk now, but the tension between the three of you was much more intoxicating than the shots you’ve taken tonight. “An airplane.”

They hadn’t expected you to come up with an answer so quickly – the Truths today were proving to be hints for future Friday night games – so both boys needed a moment to react.

“An airplane,” Jooheon repeated. “How would we even fit in the lavatory?”

“I did not say it had to be in the lavatory,” you said – almost triumphant when you saw all color drain from the boys’ faces as they shuffled in their seats, suddenly wishing they’d chosen to play this at home. Good. They were the ones who wanted to come here tonight. 

“Joining the Mile High Club, got it,” Jooheon said, making a mental checklist. “When are we all free to take a vacation?”

All three of you laughed – a cozy, drunk sound – but you’d all thought the same thing. And, with an anxious pang in your stomach, you realized—even in your drunken state—that you three may have been just crazy enough to actually do it.

“Well, we’ve come full circle, then,” Changkyun said, nodding at Jooheon. “Truth or dare?”

Even you raised your eyebrows, smiling in anticipation of what was to come after the revelation about ropes. But Jooheon kept his calm and boldly held Changkyun’s gaze, answering him in a way that felt more like a challenge, “dare.”

Happy to have something up his sleeve that would make Jooheon lose some of his defiance, Changkyun cleared his throat and grinned.

“I dare you to sit with your hands behind your back for ten minutes,” he said. “While she’s kissing you.”

You shook your head at this with a knowing smile – it was very typical of them to keep including you in their dares for each other. If you had to pick which one of them had more prominent voyeuristic tendencies, you wouldn’t be able to make your choice.

Changkyun had an unusual appreciation for watching and exploring with his gaze; he didn’t even need to be included. Jooheon, on the other hand, enjoyed watching up to a certain point – he saw it more as foreplay, a form of teasing, before he, eventually, could no longer resist joining in.

As if to prove your point, Jooheon questioned, “why do my hands have to be behind my—”

“You’re not allowed to touch, obviously,” you were the one who explained it. Then, you bit Changkyun, “I didn’t realize we were playing Too Hot now.”

“And,” Changkyun added, ignoring your mocking, “if you fail – and I mean the slightest touch – you’ll have to face the consequences.”

Jooheon raised an eyebrow at this. “As in, a punishment?”

The younger boy shrugged. “Sure.”

“Oh, nice!” you clapped your hands, giddy now. There was something very exciting about the possibility of getting Jooheon to do whatever you wanted for a change. “I like this.”

Jooheon wasn’t as quick to agree to this as he squinted his eyes suspiciously, “what kind of punishment, exactly?”

“We’ll come up with something,” Changkyun promised and then began to point his fingers to organize your and Jooheon’s bodies into something that was more appropriate for this.

Once you found yourself seated against the wall, with your legs thrown over Jooheon’s thighs – you purposefully chose this position, convinced that Jooheon would fail easier if you weren’t conveniently sitting on his lap – Changkyun got his phone out and ordered, “hands behind your back now. I’ll watch the time.”

“This is really uncomfortable. I have to stretch my neck to even reach you,” Jooheon complained. You saw Changkyun smile behind him because this was the whole point. “It’s not fair—”

“And… start!” the other boy cut him off, pressing the green button that started the stopwatch on his phone.

You had to be the one to initiate the kiss because Jooheon had been too busy whining. But he kissed you back right away, leaning into you in search of a more comfortable position. As soon as he felt your hands on his shoulders – your warm hands so close to his neck, yet not touching his skin at all – he exhaled shakily against your mouth, endless curses flying through his brain. This was going to be tough.

You weren’t trying to be sneaky to get him to touch you, because you didn’t think you had to be. If the knowledge that Changkyun was watching and the fever of the kiss affected Jooheon as much as it affected you, then your job was done.

And yet Jooheon was the one to deepen the kiss, his tongue brushing against yours and taking full control – all without his hands. You were genuinely impressed and a little frustrated as you sighed into the kiss, realizing that, perhaps, you would need to do something, after all.

As the absolute, undefeated champion of teasing, Jooheon seemed somehow less impacted by the kiss than you were – and you couldn’t let that happen, not when you were supposed to have the upper hand.

You slid one of your hands down his chest, kissing him harder in hopes of distracting him from your sly touching. His heart rate was faster than usual, but nowhere near as fast as Changkyun’s had been, when you were on his lap. Clearly, Jooheon was better skilled at holding himself back.

His breathing was heavy – but so was yours as the two of you struggled to inhale, too focused on each other to worry about oxygen – but no matter how hard you kissed him, he wouldn’t break. You were starting to regret not sitting on his lap after all.

But because, contrary to him, you could use your hands, you couldn’t give up just yet. Choosing to take over the pace of the kiss, you slowed down, taking split-second breaks to inhale, your lips smacking against each other with a delicious sound each time you interrupted the kiss. You knew he’d lose patience soon – his kisses were hard, fast, and passionate. He didn’t know any other way.

You didn’t even realize that your biggest advantage in that situation was your touch – you just had to know which parts of him to reach for.

Jooheon felt your fingers come to rest on the side of his neck, just below his jaw – so gently and tentatively, he could barely feel you there. And yet, precisely because of the fragility of your touch, it seemed like he could feel you extremely well. And that was all it took – that one, almost-touch.

That exact same moment, he groaned, breaking the kiss for less than half a second. When his mouth was back against yours again, his hands automatically flew to your hips to lift you from the settee and place you on his lap instead.

“And cut!” Changkyun called out immediately. Jooheon did not register that as a sign for him to stop and kissed you harder instead, forcing a smile to spread on your lips. “You can keep kissing, guys, I’m perfectly cool with that. But fact is, you’ve failed the dare.”

According to the time on Changkyun’s phone, Jooheon barely lasted three and a half minutes. It was surprising, as he was never one to lose a challenge so easily. But, at the same time, it made sense – all three of you were burning up now, wanting to be done with this teasing, and yet each too stubborn to end the game and suggest a much, much better alternative.

You pulled away from the boy underneath you, a glow of lust—and victory—on your face. Jooheon wasn’t as quick to release you, his lips finding yours again even when you leaned back. Kissing him back only to pull away each time he tried to re-connect your lips, you laughed softly. He was too far lost to realize the dare was over; he had failed.

In fact, he looked positively dazed when he heard Changkyun chuckle and turned to look at him, completely out of breath.

Since the other boy was busy beaming, you had to explain. “You weren’t supposed to touch—”

But Jooheon’s mind was elsewhere already.

“I don’t care,” he said, standing up abruptly and bringing you to your feet as well, ignoring the surprised yelp that passed your lips. “We’re going home,” he stated, shooting you and Changkyun a sharp look as if he was daring either one of you to disagree. “You two can come up with my punishment on the way.”

Your eyes met Changkyun as he stood up, too. Neither one of you was even thinking of protesting. In fact, as you walked out of the booth, the two of you high-fived, very happy with yourselves.

“Don’t worry about that,” you said, extending your hand for Changkyun to take as you pressed another quick--teasing--kiss on Jooheon’s lips before following him out of the bar.

“Oh, yes,” Changkyun looked almost devilish as he intertwined his fingers with yours, all of his plans for tonight evident in the smirk on his lips and the glitter in his eyes. “We'll come up with something great.”

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