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jjoongstar · 3 months ago

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𝒏𝒐𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒎𝒐𝒓𝒆, 𝒏𝒐𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒍𝒆𝒔𝒔

pairing: student!wooyoung x student!reader (college au)

genre: smut, humor, angst, pwp, fwb

rating: nsfw

warnings: protective sex, humping, grinding, fingering, blowjob, cunninglingus, spiting, petnames (lmk if i missed any!)

wc: 4.1k

synopsis: started off being fuck buddies with wooyoung just because. then you started to develop feelings when you shouldn't have so it ended tragically since it was one sided and after a huge mistake wooyoung made.

a/n: i'm not a great writer but i had to get this out of my head, its annoying me by day, sorry if its not that good. feedbacks are very much appreciated! (tags are at the end)

"did you mean it, wooyoung?"

"mean what?"

"what you said earlier,"

"y/n, i said a lot of things when i fuck you. which one?"

"your feelings for me woo..."

"my feelings for you? i never said that,"

"then why did you said you love me?"

"i did? sorry, it kinda slipped off my tongue. so, no, i don't have feelings for you,"

seeing your silent state.

"wait, do you-"

"not me either, don't worry." you give him a bitter smile, pick up your clothes and left his dorm room.

that was it. it always has been that way. you and wooyoung were nothing more than just friends who enjoys fucking each other for fun. with no actual feelings attached. that's what he had in mind, but not you.

wooyoung was a friend of friend. you started to make conversations when the three of you hung out at a college frat party. somehow you and wooyoung exchanged contacts after you both were laughing so much over silly jokes you two made. he likes talking to you very much since you enjoyed joking around with his stupid jokes.

the second time you met was at the lecture hall when you two, coincidentally, have the same class to attend. you and your seatmate were stifling giggles bout making dirty jokes. though you thought no one heard your whispers, wooyoung, who sat behind you, heard most of it and he was amused.

"yea i think mr. song is packing too." you've never turned around so quickly before up till that moment. wooyoung was leaning down a bit to your seat and he has a smirk on his face.

you were a bit surprised of his presence, but not his words. knowing him before, you weren't that shocked with his jokes. you give him a sly smile and you focus back on the ongoing lecture.

the next hangout was at another house party. celebrating some jock's birthday, well not that you cared whoever he was, as long as there's free drinks. wooyoung sat beside you, close but not enough to touch each other. he rests his elbow on the headrest of the couch while the other hand has a cup of liquor. you on the other hand, also have the same cup as the person beside you but with a different type of alcohol and you put your feet up on the coffee table in front. you two enjoy sitting down and talk to each other through the loud music rather than dancing on the sticky dirty floors.

"why don't you have a partner y/n?"

"i dislike sloppy small dicks."

"pfftt are you for real?!" wooyoung who almost choked on his drink, sat up straight to face you better. you giggled out at his reaction. dirty jokes and vulgar words are just and every day thing between you two, and it always made you two laugh, never ever felt offended or uncomfortable.

"yea, base on past relationships that is. but that's not the actual reason why i chose to be single right now,"

"then what is? you dislike monster cocks too?"

"NO NOT THAT!"

"haha then what?"

"commitment issues."

wooyoung only replied with a silent hum.

"very understandable tho, cause me too. like I'm down to fuck someone but i don't want to have any strings attached after," he broke the silence first while twirling around his empty cup in his hands.

"like holding hands in public, kissing at the hallways, go on silly dates, the need to remember every stupid unnecessary dates, overly saying 'i love you', 'i love you too' then-"

"YEAA THAT I GET IT! you get it, ew please stop, it's disgusting," he smacks your shoulder telling you to stop with the excessive description of being in a 'relationship'. after your laughter subsided, it went back to another silent moment. until he spoke up first, again.

"you wanna fuck?" you looked straight into his eyes. there was no hint of a joke in it.

"like right now?" he quickly nod at you and you didn't bother thinking twice. there's no reason for you to do that either way.

"yea sure, why not." you added and he took the cup away from your hands and threw it away somewhere. whoever person got splashed with the drink, not that he cares, not his problem.

wooyoung grabbed your wrist and dragged you upstairs. his grip was firm but not enough to hurt you, just to not let you get lost in the sea of drunk humans. he twist on every doorknobs to find an empty room. once he found it he pulled you inside, lets you go and locks the door.

"woah…whoever this room belongs too, i like his bed, its so soft," wooyoung turned around and saw you laying down on your back at the queen size bed in the room.

"distracted already? i didn't bring you here to snooze y'know…" he stood by the door with his hands on his waist.

"i know, come here already if you want to do it so bad," you spread out your legs a bit for him when you saw the bulge in his pants.

the man quickly made his way and tops over you. he place his hand on the underside of your jaw, tilting your head to the side as he dives his face in and starts to kiss your neck. it started off slow, but after he inhaled your scent more, he begins to lick and suck your skin from under your ear to you collarbones.

his hands fiddles the hem of your shirt and you help him fully took it off by lifting your body up a bit. he gasped closing his mouth with one hand. you wondered why he stopped. till you follow his gaze on your covered breast.

"wahh y/n, i never imagined your boobs with such a pretty bra…" he fiddles with the silver heart charm in the middle of your bra.

"look who's more distracted now," you chuckled and pulled him closer by tugging his shirt.

he sat up and took his shirt off. you were ogling at his well built body. he chuckles proudly, knowing he hit the gym well to make you drool over him like this.

he leans back in and continue his wet kisses all over you exposed chest. his hands wanders all over your upper body and found its way to your back to unclip your bra. you sigh in relief after feeling the little freedom. wooyoung tossed it across the room somewhere as he was still busy feeling your body. his lips went to swirl around your tits while his hand plays with the other one, not wanting it to feel left out.

the slight feeling made your body shudder and wetness started to pool in your undies. the more you hear sucking noises from him, you feel more hornier. you pull his hips closer to yours and grinds your needy sex to his groin.

he detached his mouth from your wet tits as he moans and grinds along with you. you started to feel the buildup in your stomach and you grip his shoulder. you stutter out his name as he continues to dry hump your both clothed girth. he pulls away after your your legs twitched around him. you saw a wet patch on his bulge. wonder if it was from you or his.

he walks over to all the tables, going through every drawers till he found a pack of condom. he sets it aside while he unbuckles his pants and you took off the last piece of clothing on your body. he slips his finger to the waistband of his boxers but he didn't pulled it down just yet.

"though mine isn't a sloppy small dick or a huge monstrous size one, are you ok with that?" you blinked a few times at the man standing by the side of the bed with nothing but his boxers while you're there, fully naked on the bed.

"hahahah woo please…i really don't care, as long as it can fit my mouth," he took your amusement as a sign to continue and he pulls down his boxers and left his hard member spring up till the tip reach under his belly button.

he walks over to you as you position yourself and rubs his member a bit before putting it inside your mouth. you took it out and pumps it, twisting your hands all over it, feeling it getting harder by every movement. you spit on the tip and squeeze it with your thumb making the the man in front of you whines out your name.

you take that as a sign to start suck him off. he sighs in pleasure upon feeling the warmth of your mouth. you lick and suck in every angle you could. he grips your shoulder and pushes you off after you felt a hint of saltiness from him.

"i don't wanna cum yet," he swipes away the drool on your chin while your eyes never left his leaking member.

he drags you and lets you lay down on your back while he makes his place in between your legs. he licks a stripe of your wet hole before he went to suck on the bundle of nerve. his way of sucking and twisting his tongue on your clit made you feel your head in a daze. never before has someone eat you out at this speed.

he plunges two of his fingers in you hole making you squirm. he roams it around till he found the exact soft spot that made you gasp and arch your back. you kept on moaning when he pumps his fingers and scissors you open. you beg for his dick as your needy cunt can't take it anymore, you need him to fill you up.

"patience baby, i still need to stretch you up at least." he pulls his mouth away and sat on his heels while he slips on the rubber to his thick dick. why does it look a bit bigger than before? he angles his tip to your hole and moves along your folds.

"you sure bout this?" you nodded quickly at him.

"use your words babe," he slaps the tip at your sensitive clit making your thighs twitch.

"yes, I'm sure. please put it in already woo,"

"safe word?"

"shark." your eyes stumbled upon a little shark plushie on the desk in the room. wooyoung followed your gaze to the toy and he looks back at you.

"shark it is." he plunges his dick right in you. the stretch stings a bit but it felt good. so good it already made you squirm and begs him to move.

he started at a slow pace until he found the right angle that made you moan louder. he rams into you harder and faster. every thrust made you lose your breath. his grip on your hips might leave bruises on the next day.

he leans his body down and suck down the skin of your chest, leaving red spots. you felt the same feeling in your stomach and you grip onto his arms. he wraps his hand around your neck just enough to make you roll your eyes back at the high feeling.

you wrap you legs around his waist, pulling him closer as you felt the waves crash in.

"w-wooyoung," was all you could mutter as your head felt in a haze.

"shh i know," he slows down his pace and presses his pelvis down on your clit, letting you ride out your high.

after you let him go, he topples down on you. few minutes went by as you both tried to calm down. his hand brushes away the hair that stuck to your face so he could see your fucked out expression better.

"you good?" he propped up on his elbow beside you.

"yea so good i- WAIT! you didn't come yet!"

"says who," wooyoung sat up and pulled out slowly from you. he slips off the used condom and showed the white liquid in it.

the smirk on his face made you roll your eyes and huff out annoyingly. you're worried for nothing. he grabbed some tissues and helps wipe you off. he went to grab your clothes and tossed them over to you then he dresses himself back.

"no strings attached?"

"no strings attached."

you grab his hand that he held up to you and helps you get off the bed. he gives you a firm hug as to seal the contract you both made.

there you have it. that's how this friends with benefits relationship started with wooyoung. nothing weird happened after. everything was just normal. friends in public, fuck buddies in private.

he would call you up whenever he needed a release and you're always down for it. so does you. whenever you feel horny, he'll be quick to help you with it and you both go on with your days like nothing ever happened under the sheets.

wooyoung waved at you when you passed by the hallway and you waved him back with a friendly smile. afterwards, he went back to chat with his friends while you also went your way to your next class. just a simple wave with no conversations like as if he didn't rail you so hard last night till your head almost hit the wall.

somedays, you didn't even think bout him at all and so did he. not seeing each other for weeks was also fine. hanging out as friends again, going to parties, bars, clubbing. those days doesn't necessarily need for you two to fuck. just as friends like before hanging out together with your circle of friends.

being fuck buddies with wooyoung was fun. when there's no strings attached, you could tease and play with what's happening to him currently. that is when he told you someone had a crush on him and just confessed.

knowing him, he's obviously not into relationship and doesn't even like the girl back. so when you guys fuck, you bring the girl up.

"ahh woo, please, i have a crush on you," you moan in a mocking manner as you ride his dick.

"i don't like you. i don't even know who you are," he bucks his hips upwards in between.

"but you're so handsome and pretty, and soooo extremely hot," you tease him more and grabs a fistful of his hair and yanks his head back. he lets out a long moan as he really loves it whenever you go rough on him too.

"i…nghh wanna be your girlfriend!"

"EWW NO!" he lifts you by the waist and slams you on your back.

his thrusts became faster and he grunts every time you squeeze his dick. you love teasing him and it riles him up to fuck you even harder. in the end, you both enjoyed it.

on the next day, you saw wooyoung talking with the girl with a smirk on his face. the girl doesn't have a chance. poor girl, he's just toying with her feelings.

another thing you love being fuck buddies with him is the roleplay. he lets you roleplay into any of your fantasies. one of them is your adoration to your smoking hot professor.

"he's so deliciously hot woo, you don't understand," you rant out to the man as he was cooking dinner and you sat by the kitchen bar.

"then go eat him out, if you want to taste him that bad,"

"if i could, i would. heard rumours he's gay,"

"he is?" wooyoung turned around to face you after turning off the stove.

"yea, people always saw him hanging around with mr. jeon, and its ALWAYS mr. jeon. never have anyone seen him with a woman." the man with an apron burst out laughing while smacking the counter top, its a laughing habit of his, as long as he doesn't smack you, its fine.

"well none for you, so there's a chance for me then,"

"wooyoung, you're not helping!" you cross your arms over your chest and sigh in frustration. he walks over to you and your gaze never left his.

"well, i can help you in another way," he graze his fingertips along your exposed thighs and slips under your short.

he found your clit and presses it down making you gasp and grip his wrist. he moves his fingers in a slow circular motion and you spread your legs wider.

"p-please…" you beg in a low whisper and he quickly retracts his hand and place them on your hips.

he lifts you up and sits you down on top of the kitchen bar. he made sure the surface was clear before pushing you down by your shoulders. he takes off your short along with your panties and he tossed them away.

he spreads your legs wider and grips tightly the inside of your thighs as he admires the view of your clenching cunt, begging for attention.

"you really like your professor that much huh?" he teases and feel more aroused thinking bout the man of your dreams.

he leans down and nudge his nose to your clit while his tongue busies itself at your hole. he stuck his tongue in and slurps every drop of your juice. his tongue felt so soft and velvety. you love it. but you need more. you want his fingers in you.

"woo please-"

"it's mr. song to you." he lifts his head up and gives you a sharp glare before stuffing your mouth with his fingers.

the feeling of imagining its your professor that you have a crush on, that's pleasing you right now. a whimper came from you as you suck and cover wooyoung's thick fingers with your saliva before he takes it out of your mouth.

"be a good girl for me," the man in between your legs slides his fingers along your folds making you shudder.

he bent over to the side and picks up a pack of condom from the drawer and slips in on. without another word, he pushes his protected dick in and bottoms out.

you cried out at the stretch feeling and your hands tries to grip down on anything you can reach. noticing your helpless reaction, he lends out his hand and you intertwine your fingers with his.

he starts to move when you squeeze his hand. his other hand made its place on your thigh and he pulls you closer while he thrust into you, wanting to feel you deeper. he felt your pussy clenching, he knows that you're close to your orgasm so he thrust in harder and deeper. letting his tip touch your soft spot.

"yea… mr. song, sir ahh…please…" you don't know what you're begging for, but for all you know, you want it. you need it.

after a final thrust you came creaming down all over his hard dick. you legs twitched over the sensitivity of your sex.

"such a good girl," wooyoung praises you as he caresses your thighs, calming you down.

it was wooyoung that's in between your legs and has his dick still stuffed in you, but your mind is filled with another man, your professor, mr. song mingi.

though college isn't just about going to classes, then partying, then the hookups. there's the extra other activities that does require a friend or two, but its definitely not the same friend. that was when you realised that you and wooyoung were really just friends.

thought you have upgraded to best friends by now, but your dreams faded away when you sat down one day and reflected back where you stood. you wanted to spend your college years with him. not just fucking, but other curricular activities. you would want to choose him first in any events but its not the same situation to him. though you would put him first, but he would not put you as his first option.

summer camp. he went with san while you had to go with your other friends.

sports day. he had his training with san.

fundraising events. he volunteered with san.

literature competition. he had paired up with san.

community service. again, with san.

talent show. san.

explore race. san.

career fair. san

san san san san san san san san san san san.

its always him but never you. for once you felt like a loner. you somewhat felt the urge to need him. you yearn for him. no just in a way he stuffs his dick in you. but in ways you want him to embrace you. for once, more than a friend.

that's how you ended up at his dorm in the middle of the night when the accident happened.

he was gripping on to your hips, spanking your ass to leave his handprints. your arms were too weak to handle the overwhelming feeling of his dick in your wet hole, you shove your head down on wooyoung's mattress and your hands kept on clawing at his sheets.

he felt his high coming and he leans down, pressing his bare chest to you back. burying his face in your neck. his thrusts getting sloppier.

"f-fuck y/n, you pussy always feels so good. i really love it, so so much, i love you."

hearing the last words your body jolted and you squeezed his dick way tighter than before. he groans out loud as his cum spurts out into the condom. he puts you down gently as he pulls out, hissing slightly as his member is still a bit sensitive.

he went to grab some towels and a drink while you laid there still in utter shock of his words. did you misheard him? no, it can't be. even when you try to deny what you heard, your heart felt the urge to believe it was true.

"did you mean it, wooyoung?" you finally speak up while he wipes down your legs.

"mean what?"

"what you said earlier,"

"y/n, i said a lot of things when i fuck you. which one?"

"your feelings for me woo..."

"my feelings for you? i never said that," your breathe hitched and your heart sink at the word never. silence fills the air in a few seconds before you speak up again.

"then why did you said you love me?"

"i did? sorry, it kinda slipped off my tongue. so, no, i don't have feelings for you,"

seeing your silent state.

"wait, do you-"

"not me either, don't worry." you give him a bitter smile and get off his bed after he puts your panties on.

you pick up your clothes and left his dorm room while wearing them one by one. fuck who cares if someone sees your tits, you can't stand being in the same space with wooyoung. the tears that welled up in your eyes might actually break.

you found yourself sitting on a bench by the pond with nothing but a heavy heart. he's not wrong. why would he even have feelings for you. you're just friends. friends who fulfills their lustful desires. there's no need for him to look out for you. he shouldn't hang out with you all the time, like he has other friends too. you can't control him or keep him to yourself. he's not your boyfriend.

"y/n?" the voice of the person you least wanted to see. he puts a jacket over your shoulders and sat beside you.

"what do you want," you said nonchalantly, trying to hold back your tears and your gaze still looking down on your hands above your lap.

"well i couldn't just let you leave without sending you off properly. its also in the middle of the night, its cold and-"

"stop it wooyoung," you push him away from you. he was taken aback by your behavior but it didn't stop him. he kept on asking the obvious.

"what's wrong? did something happen? was is something that i said?"

silence fills in the air as you remembered back what he said. i love you. he said that. that was the problem. he shouldn't say that if its not real. then again, nothing was ever real whenever you guys fuck.

"I'm really sorry i said those words. i really do love you but as a friend. not as lovers. if i were, i would've kiss you already."

he was right. his shot up truth hurts even more than the silence. never once you both kiss each other on the lips. that was because you're not lovers. you've made the promise to not have any feelings at all, yet here you are. crying over a stupid relationship with your friend.

"let's end this, I'm tired." you shot up from your seat and walks towards your place. you kept shoving wooyoung off whenever he tugs at your arm. you ignored all of his yelling and screaming of your name like a child. you let the tears in your eyes stream down your face.

"you were my friend y/n!!" he yelled out from behind you.

friend. always a friend. nothing more, nothing less.

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