#nct127 johnny scenarios

[xomakara]

Between Us

SUMMARY |  When Johnny and Yunho get a little too jealous that you can't pick a favorite between them.

PAIRINGS |  NCT Johnny x Reader x ATEEZ Yunho

RATING | Mature, NSFW, EXPLICIT, MDNI, 18+

GENRE |  idol!Johnny, idol!Yunho, photographer!Reader, smut, established relationships, polyamorous relationship, threesome, jealousy

CONTENT/WARNINGS | profanity/strong language, filthy dirty thoughts, unprotected sex (wrap it up ya’ll!), fingering, oral sex (both female/male receiving/giving), dirty talk, praise kink, pet names, vaginal penetration, anal penetration, creampies

LENGTH |  9,508 words

TAGLIST | —

NETWORKS |  @illusionnet @cromernet @wonderlandnet @k-vanity @othersideoutlawsnetwork @ksmutsociety

AUTHOR’S NOTE |  Sooooo… I decided to throw both my NCT and ATEEZ bias in one fic together because of this video. Originally, it was going to be Doyoung instead of Johnny but I decided to go with my giant man lolol. And man, just actually thinking of being sandwiched by both Johnny and Yunho is making me feral lolol. Thank you @wooahaeproductions for the pretty banner!! 💚 Show support by liking, commenting and reblogging. Love you all 💚

You were fucked. Absolutely fucked.

It was one thing to be sleeping with them separately at different times throughout the year and just trying to avoid detection. Now you were here alone with both of them, you didn't know what they had in store.

They were in your apartment all of a sudden with seemingly no warning. And then the first words that came out of their mouths were as soon as they saw each other…

"Why is he here?" They ask together, their faces displaying similar sour expressions.

Johnny let out a heavy sigh as he plopped on your couch, eyeing the tall, young man that seemed so confused standing in front of you. You awkwardly held an arm in front of each of them, as if they were about to lunge at each other the moment that you dropped your arms. But Yunho didn't move, and neither did Johnny. There was only tension hanging in the air.

Of course they knew about each other. How could they not, being in the same industry and all? Who would've thought that they would both have fallen for you, a freelance creative designer and photographer? You were an established creative in the industry, despite your young age and experience and this had gotten you working with both of them (as well as others from their respective groups) on separate occasions. That was the way that you met them and became quickly enthralled by each others' professional talents. Your love for their music and their love for your art helped make your relationships blossom.

Yet despite their music being vastly different from one another, what attracted you to them was their friendliness and kindness. Johnny could come off as intimidating because of how tall and good looking that he was, but he had the aura of caring for others that made it so easy to become attached to him. Then there was Yunho who was warm and protective and upbeat, making everything seem light and happy around him. They were so similar yet so different, you didn't know why or how you wound up loving them both.

You've been in a relationship with Johnny the longest out of your whole dating history. For five years, he was there for you during the tough times when your exhibits and gallery displays weren't selling, through the tears and breakdowns and fears of "What's the point in this anymore?!" He'd been the best emotional support you could have asked for, letting you vent it all out to him and being there to bring you back up on your feet whenever it seemed like no one in the world loved or cared for you and your artwork. He had been an amazing comfort and you felt like you could never replace him or anything that he did for you.

Yet your relationship was fairly new with Yunho who gave you just as much strength in different ways than Johnny had. For the past year, he helped you break out of your mold and be more brave with your designs, feeling okay with being expressive with your color choices, patterns, and with different techniques. He told you that you didn't need to follow rules and that your artwork would be so much more beautiful if you did. And he was absolutely right; when you finally got the courage to step away from what others expected of you, you saw the works that you did sell skyrocket. You wouldn't have gotten to where you are right now without him. And if he hadn't pushed you to take more risks, you didn't know how you would have lasted under the intense stress that came with being an artist in this day and age.

And so you were stuck between two incredible guys, in both a professional and a romantic sense. There was no easy way of breaking up with either of them because they each inspired you so much, and you didn't have the heart to do either of them wrong. So one day, you told them separately that you were seeing other men, thinking that it would be a clean and easy cut. Neither Johnny nor Yunho reacted as badly as you expected, but they both tried to stay out of each other's way when it came to you.

"Let me make coffee," you mumbled, slipping into the kitchen and making your morning drink while you kept your eyes trained on them the best that you could over the countertops. There was still no movement, and the silence between the men in the other room was almost deafening. You could barely concentrate on pouring yourself a mug, and once the coffee machine was off, you scurried back to the living room to intervene. The second you sat between the pair of them on the couch, though, all hell seemed to break loose.

"Look," Johnny begins, sitting forward on the couch and holding his hands up.

"Why? You're going to tell us it was a mistake coming to see her," Yunho replied, leaning his long body back against the cushions.

You found yourself wishing that you were still in bed, maybe you were still asleep, maybe it was a dream and they hadn't shown up at your place uninvited. Or at least it could have waited until the afternoon.

"Guys, please, look—" you attempted to say.

Johnny looked unamused. "What are we supposed to do, Y/N? Come here every time the other isn't around and take turns on who stays?"

"Johnny-oppa!" you exclaimed. He was making things so complicated.

Yunho cleared his throat. "Oh, so he's oppa?"

"You guys are the same age," Johnny rolled his eyes. "What else is she supposed to call you?"

"Guys, if you'll give me just a minute, maybe I could—" But their bickering began to drown out your voice.

Johnny laughed. "She doesn't have to call you anything other than your name if you weren't such a fickle flake."

Yunho furrowed his brow. "Oh, I see, just because you're older means that everything is okay and there's no issue, is that it? Of course a brute like you would feel entitled to take her."

"Entitled? Just because I've known her for longer doesn't mean I'm entitled to her or whatever stupid shit you're thinking," Johnny looked angry now, sitting at the very end of the couch. "She's only interested in you because she feels like you're a new challenge. New shiny toy."

"Look at me! Have you seen me?" Yunho was nearly standing now as well. You were positive he was going to hit Johnny, if not the couch if you didn't put a stop to this. "You're pushing thirty now and she's obviously realized it and has turned her attention to better and more youthful individuals like me—"

"Guys!" you shouted, grabbing both of their arms. "Stop talking about me as if I'm not right here, will you?"

They stopped fighting, but still eyed each other angrily from where they were. Johnny bit back whatever he was about to say before relaxing against your hold on him. Yunho settled into the couch a little, his hair a little tousled. 

"For God's sake," you continued, covering your face and sighing heavily. They were being ridiculous. They were not going to fight, not right here in your living room on a random Friday morning. "It was already complicated enough before and now this? This is ridiculous," you complained, shaking your head and crossing your arms in a huff. 

"You're the one who's sleeping with us both, babe," Yunho frowned slightly at you, leaning his tall body towards you with his large hand resting on your knee. "Can't you choose already? I'm still young and-"

"You don't want an old man like me, huh?" Johnny muttered. He couldn't hide how defeated he sounded. He wasn't getting any younger, but that wasn't exactly something he was aware of before. You just made him feel young, made him feel so special. "Is that it, Y/N? Are you bored of an old man like me? We've been at it for five years, so I understand if—"

"What?" you responded immediately. He couldn't have thought it was because of something that minor, right? "Oppa, you're only four years older than I am. Where is this coming from?" 

You cupped his cheek with a soft hand, forcing him to look at you. His eyes were glossed over. He had genuinely thought about losing you because you'd rather be with a man in the peak of his twenties and he was nearing thirty. You needed to comfort him and reaffirm him in every way possible. "Johnny, don't be silly. I could never grow tired of you. If anything, it's my art, it's the stress and—it has nothing to do with you being older. Don't ever think like that. Ever."

Johnny immediately took you into his arms, holding you tightly and stroking the hair along your back. He nuzzled his nose in your hair. "I can't ever let go of you, baby girl."

Your touch was so nice and tender and Johnny let out an uncharacteristic sigh before clearing his throat to compose himself. It wasn't lost on Yunho, either, as he watched you lovingly tend to the other. But the latter remained silent and stared down at his socked feet while you tended to the older man.

"And you—" you started, pointing a finger at Yunho, who immediately straightened his posture at the tone of your voice. You quickly reverted it back to a gentler one, knowing that wasn't how you actually wanted to talk to him or any of them. But, damn it, you needed to do something to get these men to see reason and listen to what you had to say. "Do you honestly believe this is about age? After all the time we've spent together, and seeing how upset Johnny is over thinking he's not good enough, is that seriously all you've understood?"

"I—" Yunho started, swallowing. He knew better than to argue. "No," he admitted.

You sighed again and stood up, unable to deal with the mess that your relationship—relationships, plural—had turned into in a matter of days. But neither of the men made a motion to follow you. They waited until you had shut the door to your bedroom, thinking they had messed up everything before deciding that the only thing for them to do now was sort it out between themselves and explain.

But after a long while, you didn't leave the bedroom. Rather, neither of them heard you stir from the space and both looked worried, the tension of the air having disappeared.

"I fucked up," Johnny concluded, running his hand through his dark hair. "She didn't leave us, but I know it's probably my fault and not yours."

Yunho's eyes widened in surprise as he looked at Johnny. "Wait, what? You think it's your fault? I never thought it was that serious, but now I feel like it's my fault..."

"It can't be your fault, Yunho." Johnny tilted his head slightly.

The two of them continued like that for what felt like a long time. They weren't actually yelling or raising their voices, but somehow their discussion—if they could even call it that—just went back and forth with the two of them bouncing blame around between each other until it reached a stalemate. They had somehow formed a bond over how much they messed up.

"You love her too, huh, sunbae-nim?" Yunho quietly asked. There was a soft smile on his handsome face as his hand reached out and gently patted the other's shoulder.

"Just call me hyung," Johnny answered with a little laugh. He shook his head as he replied. "And there's no reason to hide it from you. How could I not fall for someone like her? She's an incredible woman - a perfect balance of gentle and caring, yet strong and confident." He spoke with genuine warmth, his shoulders relaxing as he gazed towards your room. "What about you? Do you love her?"

"Oh, fuck." Yunho leaned back against the sofa, staring up at the ceiling ."I never understood what a real relationship was until I met her. So yeah, I think I'm falling in love with her. It sounds crazy, right?" He trailed off, his thoughts a jumbled mess. The more he focused on you, the harder it was to think clearly. He ran his hands over his face, anxiety creeping in. "What if she leaves us both now?" he whispered, his voice barely audible.

Yunho's worry about you leaving amused Johnny, who chuckled lightly. "Well, I guess we'd have it coming." A thought struck him - maybe there was a solution. With a playful grin, he leaned in and patted Yunho's shoulder. "What if we shared her?" he suggested, his heart racing with a mix of excitement and nerves.

"W-what?" Yunho stuttered, taken aback by the unexpected suggestion.

"We're both head over heels for her, aren't we?" Johnny said, a nervous edge to his voice. The idea sounded crazy even in his own head, and saying it aloud made him feel ridiculous. Time was limited, but if it meant keeping you happy and in their lives, wasn't it worth a shot? "She clearly doesn't want to choose between us, and we can't bear to lose her. But neither of us is willing to give her up to the other." He ran a hand through his hair, trying to make sense of his own suggestion.

Yunho watched with curious eyes, barely catching up with what his sunbae was trying to say. What kind of absurd suggestion was that?

"She's an amazing woman, of course," Johnny continued. "Sharing a girlfriend has to be tricky. But if anyone can figure this out, then shouldn't it be us? Think about it, I'm sure it would make her happy to know that her boyfriends don't have to stop seeing her anymore and everyone can be satisfied."

"I mean...if it's just you and me with her, and not anything between us...then yeah," Yunho mumbled softly. He chewed on his lip, considering the idea carefully before meeting Johnny's eyes. "I'm only doing this for her. As long as I can still be with her, I'm willing to try this crazy plan."

Johnny extended his hand, sealing the agreement with a firm handshake. "Deal," he confirmed, a sense of relief washing over him.

Both men shook hands and agreed. They felt an immense sense of relief wash over them, glad that there was now a solution. They were planning to spend the rest of their lives with you anyways. The first step was already the hard part. Now, all they had to do was convince you.

Before approaching you, they decided to iron out the details of their unconventional arrangement. Neither had been in this kind of relationship before, and there was a lot to discuss to ensure things ran smoothly. They talked through every possible scenario, doing their best despite their lack of experience. They hoped their plan would work.

Your bedroom door suddenly creaked open, prompting the men on the couch to silence their conversation. Their heads turned in your direction, and you looked at them with your arms still crossed.

"So? What do the both of you have to say for yourselves, hm?" you inquired with a sharp tone. They swallowed, sitting straighter. You may look small but you could certainly fill a room.

Yunho was the one who spoke first. "First, we want you to know how sorry we are, baby. It was wrong of the both of us. I promise it'll never happen again."

"Yeah, no more of this. Just us from now on," Johnny added with a serious nod. "From now on, you have our full attention, all the time that we have and are willing to give. It should all be given to you, and you alone."

"But how do I know I can trust the two of you after this? Look at you, arguing right in the middle of my living room first thing in the morning," you exclaimed, exasperatedly flinging your hands up. "Honestly, what makes you think you can come to my home and fight each other like this, huh? Answer me that."

Johnny interjected before Yunho could speak, "To be honest, baby, you've got us both on edge. It's hard not to point fingers when we both love you so much and want the same from you."

"Honestly, Y/N, you never leave my mind. All I want to do is be with you all the time," Yunho added quickly, a frown appearing on his boyish face.

You pursed your lips and studied the two men who were gazing at you longingly with the sweetest expressions they could muster. The kind of gaze that made you melt inside, like they would do anything to prove their undying devotion for you. The pair of them seemed ready to get off the couch and on their knees to plead with you, even. It was too cute for you to handle so early in the morning.

"I love both of you so damn much, I swear," you quietly answered. Tears were pricking the corners of your eyes. "I can't bear to leave either of you, can't stand not being the one who puts smiles on your beautiful faces, and I can't—I don't ever want to stop hearing you tell me how wonderful and amazing I am. So how the fuck could I possibly choose?"

Johnny stood, crossing the room to where you waited, your lower lip trembling. He drew you into his strong embrace, his lips finding yours in a tender kiss. Yunho soon joined them, his hand hovering near yours as he sought Johnny's silent consent to take his turn.

Johnny smiled and pulled away so the latter could kiss your soft lips with his own. Each kiss was slow, warm and felt incredible. And you moaned quietly in between them while their arms embraced you. They didn't let you go.

"How did I fall for two giant men like you two?" you murmured after the many minutes of making out with each of the boys' lips.

"Don't pretend you don't like it." Yunho laughed at you, kissing the top of your head.

"Are you alright?" Johnny asked softly, lifting your chin with a gentle touch. He sensed your inner turmoil, the struggle of loving two men and the anticipation of a painful separation. His eyes searched yours, filled with tenderness. "Do you understand that neither of us can walk away now? We know how deeply you care for us, and our feelings for you are just as strong."

You nodded, still sniffling but much calmer now that they've clarified where your relationships stood.

"So, can we keep dating you?" Yunho asked, his grip on your hands tightening. The thought of losing you was unbearable. "Johnny and I can learn to get along and share you, can't we? Please say yes. I've never met anyone as incredible as you, and the thought of not being with you is breaking my heart." His voice was filled with desperation and hope. "This can work, right?"

Their hopeful expressions melted your heart. You couldn't resist their pleas, nodding enthusiastically as you reached out to caress their cheeks. Pulling them close, you kissed each of them, unable to deny the affection shining in their eyes.

"I know this sounds crazy," Johnny admitted, kissing your forehead gently. He held you close, his arm a protective barrier around you. "It could all go terribly wrong, and someone could get hurt. But there's something undeniably special here, something worth exploring. It's more than just romance."

"Baby, we'd never intentionally hurt you." Yunho glanced at his sunbae before sighing, cupping your face and admiring how perfect you were. "It's a chance I'm more than willing to take if you'll let me. I would do anything to be with you for the rest of my life."

"The rest of your life?" You blinked.

"Absolutely," he responded. "Why? Don't you feel the same way?"

You bit your lip to keep from laughing. How could Yunho look so cute and be so genuine when he asked you a question like that? You held his hand that was cradling your face and squeezed. "Of course I feel the same way," you admitted quietly, nuzzling his palm.

You turned around and glanced back at the handsome Johnny, his arm still wrapped around you. He gave a gentle kiss to the top of your head and replied, "You have my heart forever, darling. The two of you are stuck with me whether either of you like it or not," he finished with a small chuckle.

A giggle escaped from your mouth. "Can I just say one more thing?" They hummed, gazing deeply into your eyes with the utmost attention, waiting to hear what you had to say. Instead of keeping that in, you let the question spill past your lips. "Can you both kiss me now?"

They eagerly fulfilled your request, their bodies enveloping yours in a warm embrace. Their lips trailed kisses along your neck and shoulders, savoring the taste of your skin and the soft moans that escaped your lips. A blush crept onto your cheeks, and you hoped they hadn't noticed the effect their combined touch was having on you - at least, not yet.

But judging by how their fingertips had already roamed down your side and began touching you in other places, you were definitely sure that both of them noticed how wet you were for them. Especially with Johnny whispering hotly into the shell of your ear.

"Tell me what you want us to do to you, sweetheart," Johnny growled.

"What is it, baby?" Yunho murmured. He nibbled on the skin of your throat, and you let out a deep and shuddering breath. "Speak."

"W-wait," you moaned in between kisses. "I want—I need you both."

"We're already yours," Johnny squeezed the flesh of your ass with a large hand before running the tip of his nose over your collarbone and drawing another moan from the back of your throat.

You giggled and lightly slapped his bicep, muttering something under your breath about being cheesy before turning around to face the tall, younger man. With an enticing smile, you dropped to your knees and unbuttoned his pants. You slid them down to his ankles, taking a second to admire the huge outline of his cock tenting his boxer briefs.

You heard him groan above you and when you glanced up to meet his gaze, the desperate pleading expression on Yunho's face had you working even faster. With his boxers pushed down, his cock sprung up before your wide eyes.

"Open up," he murmured gently, massaging your neck and easing the nerves he was certain you were feeling in this moment. 

And you did.

A long and low grunt fell from his lips as he slowly eased his impressive dick past the fullness of your pretty lips and down the silk of your tongue. You relaxed your throat as you felt him make himself comfortable and nuzzle his cock inside. It wasn't too long before his balls met the line of your bottom jaw.

"Such a perfect little mouth. Isn't she a good girl?" Yunho muttered. His long fingers slid past the silky strands of your hair. It made you whine softly from his praise, and he felt the soft hum against his length and the vibration tingle him. His grip tightened a little in your locks.

You dragged your tongue against his girth, staring up with wide and loving eyes. And you felt how his legs trembled. His face twisted in pure ecstasy. Your mouth pulled back, stretching around the throbbing vein lining the length of his shaft. "Yunho, do you like that? Do you like how your cock fits perfectly in my mouth?"

He gave a moan and a shiver and slowly his hips began rocking. In response, your small hands clutched the smooth curve of his ass. Your fingers spread apart and took hold of a firm cheek in each hand. He gave a quiet grunt above you with each thrust.

"Fuck," he quietly whispered. "You're doing great, baby."

Your tongue danced around the swollen tip, pulling off for a few short seconds with a long trail of saliva still connecting you two and slurping the dripping precum into your mouth before popping it back into your warm, wet mouth. Yunho whimpered, pulling your head towards him a little further and causing the tip of his hard dick to hit the back of your throat. But you could take it.

"Fuck," Johnny quietly commented at the back. You could barely pay attention, focused completely on your man and the cock in your mouth, his salty cum and musk filling your nostrils and filling all of your senses. It had been far too long since you had him in your mouth.

With a hand threaded through the hairs at the base of your scalp, Yunho lazily thrust in and out of your wet mouth. You kept your head as still as possible while you allowed him to fuck you in your throat, drool dribbling down your chin.

It was a sight that Johnny didn't think he could hold off from any longer. His hardened cock ached at the sight of it, pressing against the front of his sweatpants as he slowly moved behind you.

Your arms shook slightly on the hardwood floor beneath your knees and Yunho released you to check in, a soft and concerned expression appearing on his handsome face as he brushed your hair out of the way. You smiled appreciatively as you took in deep, heaving breaths of air. You gave him a slight nod as your lips and lungs recovered from their sore state and you wiped at your spit and saliva mess before returning your tongue back to his thick head. He was coated in your slickness now, and he didn't seem to mind at all, biting his bottom lip and stroking your face with the pads of his thumb. You would take that as an encouragement to continue.

"Fuck, baby," Johnny started. "After you finish sucking Yunho off, we're moving this to the bedroom." He patted the side of your hips before grabbing one ass cheek and roughly smacking the fatness of the cheek before moving aside. "You've got an appointment with my cock next and I've had to sit back and watch far too long today as it is," he grumbled impatiently.

Your pussy clenched around emptiness and you whined around Yunho's dick, knowing how insatiable and demanding Johnny could be. Sex with Yunho was intimate and slow and sweet, just like their dates. But with Johnny, you didn't have that patience. He was always ravenous and starved for you, and you could never stop him from getting a piece of you whenever the both of you are alone.

The thought of your other lover with the same attitude was making your heart race, pumping your blood at rapid speed until your pussy was gushing out for the both of them. The harder you sucked Yunho's dick, the deeper he groaned, praising and adoring every move of your head, neck, and lips as you pushed him closer and closer to the brink of orgasm. It had been weeks since the last time Yunho came in your mouth, and you were not disappointed.

"Yeah, baby," he whimpered. He thrust his pelvis forward one more time and spilled his hot white load over your tongue, filling your mouth to the point where you're practically drinking him. You took your time drinking him down, licking and sucking until every drop of him had been drained. "Ah, fuck. Yes."

"Yunho," you called softly when you let him slip out of your mouth. A sliver of white cum stained the corner of your lips. He lifted you to your feet and smeared it on his finger before placing his digit back into the warmth of your lips. You licked every trace of cum and spit from his finger with your warm, pink tongue, making him chuckle.

Johnny smacked the side of your hip a little more urgently the second time. "Alright, baby. Bedroom."

"Wait." You stopped him.

His lips flattened into a firm line. You smiled in response and gently gripped the wrist of the hand holding you. "What is it?"

"Your turn," you said sweetly.

"You can suck me off when I have you in the bedroom," Johnny suggested, tugging on your waist in the direction of the bedroom.

"But John~" you pouted with a whine.

That got a groan out of him and it seemed to do the trick in winning him over. Within seconds, he had you slung over his shoulder like you weighed nothing.

"How can a giant man like you move so fucking fast," you grunted, shimmying your legs.

He spanked one cheek as a warning. It made your stomach flutter in anticipation. "Don't worry about it. Your bed is waiting. And so am I."

When he threw you on top of the bed, you laid there and allowed your two gorgeous men to strip off every last item of clothing. Even though they had both already seen your body several times, it was making your cheeks flame hot just thinking about the next steps they had in mind for you. Johnny tossed aside the fabric of your pants and panties while Yunho unhooked your bra and gently pressed a kiss to one of your breasts, causing you to shiver beneath them.

Yunho opened his mouth and ran his warm tongue over your erect nipples. A throaty moan fell from your lips. He chuckled, grabbing both of your breasts into his large palms and squeezing, kneading the supple flesh while his tongue swirled around a pink tip.

"Our sweet baby is very excited," Johnny commented as he watched Yunho sucked on your nipple. "All of this is for the two of us? That's quite generous, princess."

You tried your best to glare at him with your half-lidded, sex filled eyes. Johnny sat back against your headboard with a hand lightly placed on his pelvis. His dick was standing straight up, rock hard and throbbing. "Come on, babe. You said it's my turn."

You crawled in front of him and gripped the bottom of his shaft. Johnny grinned as you slowly wrapped your lips around the thick head of him. "Fuck yes. Keep those pretty lips warm, love."

He gazed at the pretty sight of your lips, his hands pulling and stroking and yanking on the ends of your hair until he was fully sheathed in the welcoming warmth of your mouth and tongue. Your spit coated every inch, and Johnny moaned your name, eyes fluttering shut, the sounds of your sucking making his heart hammer quickly. His cock slipped in and out of your mouth over and over again as you moved a hand to wrap your fingers around what your lips couldn't reach, making him tremble with pleasure.

"There you go. Goddamn it feels so good," Johnny grunted. He looked at Yunho who was waiting patiently for a chance with you next, staring with his big round eyes. "Yunho, don't stand there. Finger her pussy or eat her out man."

You hummed at the thought of Yunho's tongue teasing your folds and making you lose yourself all over his mouth and face, a tremble coming from your knees and legs. He approached you from the end of the bed, rubbing your bare thighs and squeezing them tight. His fingertips worked their way over the damp, sensitive spot in between. The sudden sensation of his thumbs touching your pussy made you gasp and moan around Johnny's dick, but your older boyfriend only smiled smugly.

"Just as I thought," Johnny commented, beginning to thrust into your mouth and relishing how hot your cavern felt around his member. "You love Yunho eating out that dripping little pussy, don't you?"

You whined in between moans around his length, hips jerking forward and backwards as a tongue lightly traced the swollen area around your clit. You lifted your bottom half up so that your lover could hold the thick curve of your thighs as his tongue pressed against you.

"Hell yes, princess. Fuck," Johnny groaned deeply, letting his head fall back and resting a large palm atop your head. "Does my dick taste good? Does it, baby? Open wide," he rasped.

A pool of saliva and pre-cum had coated Johnny's thick shaft as you began to pick up the pace of sucking his cock while a tongue lapped at your dripping core and plump folds. It was overwhelming having Johnny force himself deep into your mouth, and feeling him grunt and growl from below you. But you kept on sucking, closing your lips firmly around the thick, sensitive head of him each time before swirling the soft underside of your tongue underneath him.

"Say you want Yunho to put his tongue in your pretty pussy," Johnny urged in a husky voice.

"Babe," you could hear the whining from Yunho's voice. It makes you dizzy with want and desire. The other man's cock jerked on your tongue. Johnny grunted and petted the crown of your hair. "I'm listening," the younger man urged.

"Fuck," you mumbled in-between your moans. You had an aching in your center for Yunho's mouth and touch all over your wet pussy. "Please. Please, Yunho. Eat me, lick my cunt, put your tongue in me, please."

"That's it," Johnny held onto your hair and was rocking into the heat of your mouth with his eyes glued to Yunho below you. "Make our pretty baby feel good, Yunho."

You didn't want to blink and miss one second as you saw the taller man position his head between your thighs and drape his full upper lip around your clitoris. He lapped with his tongue and massaged the little bundle of nerves, causing your thighs to twitch in his hands. The grip on your thigh only grew tighter as his wet mouth pressed in further.

And oh, god.

When his long fingers began to slip up inside, pressing down on the rough patch of skin that had your back arching and you feeling so much pleasure, your lips fell open and you completely lost yourself and became completely unfocused on the cock between your lips. Your eyes fluttered, threatening to fall shut in bliss. The older man shifted and watched you with dark eyes and a small smile.

"Look at you, princess," he started, nudging his thumb against your lip and sighing in delight when it fell open and he shoved the digit between your lips. He palmed himself as he observed the expressions on your face and felt his cock began to pulse from how amazing your lips looked stretched and wet. "Good girl, that's our pretty baby. Yunho's gonna make you come, isn't he? Cum all over his face, baby."

"Yes, John," you whispered obediently, pulling your body together again and hollowing your cheeks before dropping your warm mouth down on his length once again. Johnny moaned quietly as you began to suck. His hips jutted slightly forward into the slickness of your eager, compliant, wet mouth, and you felt a gentle rumble come from the base of his throat in satisfaction.

Yunho's breath suddenly touched your exposed pussy again, causing your nerves to set ablaze, a fiery trail following him down. One arm wraps itself tightly around your thigh and you moan, beginning to suck on the member that was still shoved into your mouth in appreciation. "Baby, you taste so good." He circled his tongue around the hood of your clit, flicking over it a couple times and pushing down firmly. The movement and pressure drew another deep groan from your lungs, vibrating around Johnny's cock and making the man above you curse loudly.

Johnny tugged your head by the roots of your hair, panting hotly. "Sweetheart, get ready. Fuck—"

Before Johnny could give you his last warning, hot seed shot from his tip, filling your mouth. Some dribbled past the corners of your lips and down your chin while the rest was dutifully swallowed. You licked up all that spilled and were careful to be gentle, working on cleaning his pulsing member with your soft and slick lips. Johnny petted your head and groaned softly. He was proud of you, and the best part was watching how wet you were becoming just by pleasuring him.

Johnny pulled his dick away to give Yunho a chance to finish you off. You turned to see Yunho moving his lips around the area, spreading apart and dipping inside. His long fingers curled and straightened back again, slowly caressing and touching you, and you're starting to cry out and shake from pleasure as his tongue works your clit relentlessly. A long and wanton moan leaves your body. Your core clenched and quaked at his skillful lips and fingers. You were a mess by the end, letting the last tremors pass through your body as he slowly stroked your slit in tender circles and loving brushes with his thumbs, working through every pulse and aftershock and encouraging it with soft kisses placed along your inner thighs.

After cleaning Johnny off with your mouth, you turned to see Yunho gazing up at you, chin glistening with your juices. There was a loving smile on his boyish features and then his lanky figure was sliding over you and meeting you for a deep kiss. You hummed when your lips slid together in the midst of exploring the sweetness of the other's mouths.

"It feels different tonight," Yunho mumbled. "With Johnny-hyung here."

"In a good or bad way, Yunho?" You cupped his face, rubbing his cheekbones softly with your thumbs.

His tongue darted out to taste the lingering sweetness on his lips, sending a shiver down your spine. "It's good," he admitted, a hint of bashfulness in his voice. "Maybe it's because all three of us are here together, sharing this intimacy. This is the first time I've seen Johnny with you like this." A nervous laugh escaped him. "Don't get me wrong, but I don't want him to have you all to himself." He mumbled the last part, pressing his forehead against yours, their noses brushing, while Johnny's hand gently swept away the hair from your face, leaving a tender kiss on your temple.

"We're just getting started. You and I, we can't let her catch her breath." A warm chuckle emanated from Johnny's chest as you crawled further up his lap to straddle him. He made sure to show Yunho his eye smile in appreciation. His lips lightly brushed the shell of your ear when he murmured hotly against it. 

"Plus, she likes when I'm rough with her. You're more the...soft and romantic type. Though I know you're a bit more rough than the average Joe," his eyebrow rose with a pointed look at your thighs. He studied your naked, wanting form with darkening orbs before adding, "But still, baby-doll needs more. Right, sweetheart?"

Your jaw clenched. "Johnny, please," you answered quietly, voice sounding small and high-pitched.

A mischievous glint passed the older man's gaze as he spread the lips of your labia, and a smirk of his lips appeared upon seeing your pink insides clench around air and drip for something to stuff you. "Tell us what you want, Y/N." His index finger slipped between your swollen, tender lips and circled around the ring of muscle that made you shudder. "We won't know if you don't tell us. Is it my cock you need or his? Or both?"

"Fuck me," you muttered, gazing up at their handsome features. "With both of you, together. At the same time. Fuck me until I'm screaming," you whimpered.

Johnny grinned. "There it is. So feisty tonight. My cock hungry girl needs to get her needs taken care of. She needs both of us inside her at once. Do you like that, sweet girl?"

"Fuck, Johnny," You nodded. "Yes, yes, that's what I want," you purred, fingers brushing over the bones of his collar.

"Can you handle the both of us?" the young man questioned seriously. "We'll both break you, and I wouldn't forgive myself if we ever hurt you in any way." 

He caressed your cheek with his rough fingers. The back of his knuckle lightly stroked the column of your neck as he examined all of your beautiful curves.

"I promise I want this," you muttered, focusing on the heated touch on your skin. "I can take you, Yunho. Both of you. Just...let's get moving before I die from being empty."

Johnny let out a small laugh, his hands at your hips. "Okay, sweetheart. But the second this goes wrong, if anything is uncomfortable for you, no more, alright?"

You grinned, teeth raking along your plump, bottom lip, and rolled your eyes. "Yeah, yeah, whatever." 

You pulled him forward and attached your lips to his before switching around to pull on Yunho and draw the younger man in with an even longer kiss. "Please, I need both of your big dicks stuffed in me. My poor little cunt and ass is lonely without you guys and I really really badly need to be fucked," you finished off by putting extra emphasis on the syllables to add in an extra dramatic flair.

Their smiles only turned into playful growls. 

"Then let us fill your needy pussy and ass up and have you bouncing on both of us at the same time," Johnny purred, leaning in close and leaving sloppy open-mouthed kisses down the crook of your neck, paying special attention to the junction where it met your shoulder. Johnny nuzzled at the expanse of your neck, his large hands gripping your hips to lower you down on his dick.

"Fuck, John~" you hissed under your breath, clawing his shoulders.

"Tightest little cunt I've ever had the pleasure of fucking," he rubbed his nose gently on the apple of your cheek. "Hold on tight, sweetheart. Yunho is behind you, ready to play with your cute, tight ass." 

He kissed your lips softly before swiping his tongue inside your warm cavern and finding your wet one to greet his with an eager slide and sliver. You moaned into his mouth and closed your eyes to relish the feeling.

At the same time, the sound of a cap opening caught your attention, making you peek and catch Yunho squeeze a generous amount of clear, gel-like fluid from a bottle over your ass. A warm thumb immediately pushed into the ring of muscle there to make sure the lube gets nicely coated and rubbed into the entrance. The thumb soon turned into a couple fingers thrusting inside you, slowly scissoring apart to widen you in preparation for another body part, stretching the walls of your hole. You began to pant, toes curling against the duvet cover and palms gripping Johnny tighter as Yunho pressed forward, moving his lubed member to your ass to begin the first push. The tip was at your entrance, waiting.

"Deep breaths, babe," the younger man instructed.

"Do it. Fuck me in the ass, Yunho, please. I'm ready," you huffed out, nodding your head eagerly as Johnny pressed soothing and loving kisses against your throat. You wanted to be full, and now.

Johnny lifted his gaze over your shoulder. He watched the careful expression on Yunho's face, tipping his head to the side. "Slow. And steady," he reminded with a nod of his head.

Yunho smiled slightly, sending him a grin as a way to communicate, 'Don't worry, Hyung, I got this,' in return before turning his gaze back to you. His palm skimmed over your ass, squeezing one cheek and causing you to moan from the pressure. His large and lubricated cock nudged and pushed its way into your tight ring. The stretch burned as Yunho finally thrust into your tight hole. 

"It feels amazing," you whispered, whining. He started out shallow before pushing further until his balls were brushing the curve of your bottom.

"How's this, sweet girl?" Johnny asked, brushing away the stray hairs that hung loosely around your forehead as he pulled away. He smoothed his palm on the surface of the skin.

Your hips begin to push against Johnny, seeking the friction and push inside your pussy as your hole and insides are gradually stretched by Yunho's big member. A low rumble began in Johnny's chest, chuckling at your eagerness and lust.

"Don't stop," you said quietly, shifting a little. "More."

Both men grunted from the friction and pace. "Our greedy, cockhungry girl," Johnny observed with an amused smirk. His grip on your hip tightened. He added, "Tell me how we're doing. I want you to talk me and Yunho through everything. Okay, babe?" He guided your head and cupped a hand at the back of it.

"Big," you tried not to moan. "So...so thick and big. It feels full. God, this is exactly what I need."

"Really? How good does this feel? Tell us, sweet thing," his gaze darkened with desire, enjoying the pleasured face that formed when his cockhead knocked your cervix.

"Fuucckkkk,” you moaned.

"Use your words, precious," Johnny urged, his voice a low, husky growl.

You could hear the moans from the taller man behind you. He leaned in closer, mouth brushing the shell of your ear. "Is it good, baby?"

"Mhm," you nodded. "I've wanted this to happen. Being sandwiched between both of you. Finally, finally," you couldn't hold back the moan that ripped out of your lungs. "All I could think about was coming home to my boys. Having my two men fuck me. Taking turns with my mouth and holes. I never knew that I wanted a dick in every hole but right now, I need it."

"Good fucking girl," Johnny muttered in agreement. He tilted his head down, and captured a nipple in-between his lips. He sucked deeply while he bobbed his head and swirled his tongue against the sensitive skin there. You arched your back at the contact. "Does this feel nice? Does Yunho filling up that tight ass feel good? You're a dirty girl, sweetheart. Getting the two of us together so that you can be taken care of like this. Getting double teamed."

"Please, I want it so much," you pleaded. "I want it deep and hard."

He smiled gently at you and petted your hair, pushing it from the beads of sweat dripping onto your temple. "Don't worry, sweet girl. You'll get the entire load from us."

You felt a kiss pressed onto the center of your sweaty back, causing your hips to twitch as pleasure and lust traveled in waves throughout your body, moving further with each stroke from both sides.

"Love you like this," Yunho said in a thick voice. "Bent over and taking two cocks."

Johnny's lip curled back to reveal his white teeth as he breathed hard. "She takes them so well, doesn't she?" He gazed down between your thighs where you were sandwiched against him. "Her cunt is sucking me so tightly while you fuck that ass like that. Does that feel nice, sweetheart?"

Your fingers roamed over the bones of his shoulder blade before traveling down. "Ohhh...yes, Johnny, oh yes...it's so good, feels so fucking good," you moaned.

You moaned as both cocks begin moving faster. Yunho pushing forward from behind and Johnny pushing in at the same time, the tip of their lengths meeting just at the exact spot that would make you lose your senses. Yunho's front was covering the plane of your back, allowing the ridges of the dips between his abs to press and rub on you, sticking and sliding on the layers of sweat that developed from the movements of bodies rubbing and thrusting against one another. His balls smacked at the line of skin between your two entrances.

"Your poor pussy, and your tiny hole," Johnny was groaning. "Look how our pretty baby-doll has to accommodate the both of us." He thumbed your bottom lip. His gaze was on Yunho. "Not a fucking word about us stopping."

"Fuck no," you mewled, fingers gripping on Johnny's biceps. "If you stop now, I'll hate you both."

They didn't speak more but looked into one another's gazes. You could tell from the twinkle in the men's eyes, Yunho with his large, round puppy eyes and Johnny with his trademark mischievous, bedroom orbs, that the two were getting into a rhythm with each other, synchronizing the movements of their thrusts so both men would thrust in simultaneously at the same time instead of taking turns. 

And, you found yourself more stimulated and satisfied by the both of them when they moved inside you together. "Oh, fuck, please."

Their heads both lowered and left simultaneous marks along your shoulders, not minding or bothering to avoid one another, tongues tasting the salt that formed at their spots, biting harsh enough for a bruise to form, licking over it as a consolation after they were done. They took their time adoring your body. And you let them.

And when they heard you calling their names, chanting, whispering, and muttering in their ears while they pressed kisses wherever and whenever they could find available spots on your body to lavish, they couldn't resist continuing the affection.

The whole time, both Johnny's and Yunho's deep and sultry voices urged you on to keep your eyes open while their cocks kept stuffing you with pleasure, filling the room with the noise of lewd, slapping sounds, grunting and cursing and dirty talks, their little remarks filled with praises about your pretty, pretty skin, or their wet tongues dragging along their own swollen lips, the taste and sight of you overwhelming their senses and making them feel completely light headed.

"Give her all you can," the older man whispered. The young man behind you listened and gripped at the globes of your ass and pulled apart to open up a little space to drill in deeper, thrusting his length deeper inside you while the man below you kept up his steady and measured pace, plowing upwards in a familiar, methodical way. They knew how to fuck you. And the three of you were here, exploring what worked for you and what you craved. "Stuff her full until there's nothing left."

"Fuck...yes. My god," you groaned.

Yunho cursed in agreement and whispered hoarsely.

Johnny gave one of your breasts a firm squeeze. He rolled and played with the soft flesh in his palm. "You've been taking us so well, babe."

Yunho gripped at the long locks at the base of your neck. The bed rocked harder when he pushed himself forward, almost bending your smaller form over Johnny's, the motion pressing down the front of his broad, muscular chest at the middle of your upper back.

"Still good, angel?" Yunho placed kisses to the side of your neck. "Is this what you wanted all this time? Me and Johnny-hyung fucking and using your holes at the same time?"

You shuddered and groaned. The stimulation had begun to make you ache in a way that almost had you buckling your legs. "Yes..."

"Angel," his mouth lowered to the top of your spine and dropped kisses over the hills of your vertebrae. "This is amazing. Fucking you and feeling your ass squeeze me the same way your dripping little cunt sucks and sucks on me." He pumped his hips, adding the rest. "Fuck, baby."

"Shit, shit. Just like that, come on," Johnny encouraged the two of you to keep moving faster, hands pushing at your waist to slam you on his throbbing length even harder and more relentlessly. "This pretty baby is being used by us at the same time right now. This gorgeous, gorgeous, gorgeous human. So fucking good, keeping your legs open for two, huge dicks."

"Gonna...gonna come," your mouth fell open as your hips shook and vibrated with so many sensations as your nerves grew hot and sensitive. You weren't going to be able to last any longer and held Johnny and Yunho even tighter, urging them to fuck you quicker.

"Already?" A low chuckle rumbled from the chest below you. "Come for us then." 

Johnny's dark eyes traveled past the bridge of your neck and his expression locked eyes with Yunho. You watched from over your shoulder and saw him give a nod. A few seconds later, the other young man, with his curls clinging to his dampened forehead, stopped kissing the spot between your neck and shoulder to pull his mouth away, placing his chin right above your back. Their pace continued. "Show us what a mess you make when you fall apart with two big, fat cocks filling you up and stretching your tight, greedy pussy and ass."

"I need you, baby. Want you to come hard all over Johnny-hyung and me, now," you heard Yunho's voice in your ear. You glanced and watched his tongue rake over his swollen bottom lip. You're ready. Your legs grew weaker as the knot that grew and grew at the pit of your stomach was about to unravel. A guttural, low moan was stuck in your throat when you heard the younger man add a firm demand, "Come."

When you heard his command in the midst of his heated breaths tickling the rim of your ear, you did as you were told. Johnny began moving faster while Yunho slammed his thick, long member deep in your ass at the same time. Your chest heaved violently when it released a huge breath of air and let out a cry of intense pleasure while the men underneath and behind you followed close behind with a growl of their own, hands squeezing you tightly and then their release mixing with yours as it spilled between the three of you, hot and messy, warm, and filling, leaving your inner thighs drenched and covered in the thick, sticky white substance.

You moaned and gulped and allowed Yunho to slide his now limp cock from you first while Johnny wrapped an arm around your waist and rolled over. He had you lay on the mattress first and pulled out next with a wet sound. 

"Fuck, I've never come so hard in my entire life," you finally managed to speak out. You giggled at them with a goofy grin. "The both of you are absolute angels and devils with what you did, but I think that was the best fuck I've ever had so far."

Both of their smirks only widened as the satisfied laughter emanated from their chests. Yunho's hand roamed, pushing aside some of the strands that stuck to your flushed and sweaty face. He caressed your temple. "Glad to please. Though, that was good for me too," he added, brushing away the droplets that rolled off your chin.

"Wow, you did well. Took both of us just perfectly, didn't you?" Johnny's finger ghosted around the outline of your body. "How are you doing?" He questioned carefully. "Still feel okay?"

You grinned back and pecked both men at their cheeks, laughing out loud. "I need a bath and my sheets need to be replaced."

"Let us take care of that," Yunho nuzzled his nose into the space between your neck and shoulder. He grinned cheekily. "You want a bath right now or later? It's your choice."

"Well...I still have energy. Enough for one more," you admitted with a sly grin.

"No way. Nuh-uh." Johnny's jaw dropped and his gaze widened in disbelief. He clicked his tongue as his fingers trailed over the red marks forming on your thighs. "My dick will fall off. You're impossible."

"Wow. Way to make it sound romantic, Johnny." You rolled your eyes and lightly pushed him.

He laughed. "My apologies. Shall we get clean, then, beautiful? We can shower, the three of us, and help you with your neediness," he added with a raised eyebrow.

"Sounds perfect," you sighed as he cupped his warm palm at the back of your neck, a flurry of soft pecks raining onto the sides of your face.

Yunho let out a husky laugh. His features grew dimmer and darker while his tone gained a teasing, playful edge. "In the shower...hmmm. Can't promise she'll be quiet though, hyung."

"Wanna bet? A pretty baby like you can be good, can't you?" Johnny murmured, his voice husky and his orbs holding a smoldering, intimate gaze while he stroked the lines of your lips with a teasing and very fleeting touch.

You simply hummed with an eager smile on your lips as they took care to lift and lead you to the bathroom.

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Drawn // Johnny Seo

Summary: Johnny has been trying to keep the urge to rip the perky little pink skirt off your tiny waist and tainting you, the 21-year-old daughter oh his best friend.

Genre: Smut, Rated R (18+), Bestfriend's Dad x Reader

Word Count: 5.9k words

Warnings: Best friend's DadxInnocent Reader, Dom!Johnny, Sub!Reader, Rough and hard sex, Spanking, Daddy kink, Oral (sjn receiving), Corruption, Fingering, Degradation, Edging, Multiple orgasms, Overstimulation, Dumbification

A/N: Hi, sorry for the wait haha. I've been busy with a lot of things. Hope you understand. I've earned a lot of feedback from the last smut I wrote. So I'm serving you a little something similar. Enjoy!

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The fluffy, pink rabbit ears fit flawlessly atop your head, completing the ensemble. You're standing in front of the mirror wearing a short pink top that covers most of your body, and an over-the-knee perky pink skirt. You pivot to the left and then the right, allowing the skirt to gradually lift and exposing the adorable white cotton underwear you're wearing below. Before you turn around and open your room door, you're smirking at yourself and running your hand down your skirt.

When you arrive downstairs, you hear your parents' voices plus a different, well-known voice. Deep but not too soft, and you already know who's downstairs in the kitchen, sipping coffee and grinning broadly.

Johnny Suh, you're Dad's best friend.

You smile broadly as you descend the stairs and hop a little as you get to the kitchen, where Johnny and your father, Jaehyun are seated. As you approach, your father turns to face you, grinning and giving you a little peck on the cheek.

You say, "Good morning, Daddy," in the kindest voice possible.

"Morning, sweetheart."

When you turn to face Johnny again, he gives you a kind smile. He licks his lips with his tongue, his eyes gleaming. His knuckles are going white as he holds onto the coffee cup in front of him. Even if your clothing doesn't leave much room for Johnny's imagination, he can't stop fantasizing about the pink articles that you're usually wearing, the tight top, and the tiny skirt that covers just a little bit more than half of your ass. And he goes crazy for the cute, fluffy bunny ears you're wearing.

You say, "Hello, Mr. Suh," grinning, and then you turn to prepare your breakfast.

Johnny had to cover up the moan that was beginning to rise in his throat. You can't address him by his last name and be naive at the same time. He had to recline on the chair as his pants are getting too tight and his dick is too painfully pressing against the material.

When you reach forward to get the cereals on the counter, it gets even worse. Johnny's eyes are locked on your ass and cunt, and he struggles to get himself to look away as your skirt slides up to expose your underwear. Fortunately, Johnny appears to be staring at Jaehyun, who is seated in front of him.

Taking the cereal and milk, along with a bowl your dad provided you, you head to sit next to Johnny and fill it up with everything while you silently sing. Later, Jaehyun tells Johnny something about the BBQ, but for now, Johnny is staring at you. You eat your breakfast and sing quietly, and he glances at you.

Your dad says, "I need to go shopping for that. Do you wanna come with me, sweetheart?" but you refuse to say yes.

You grin politely and explain, "I have to do a speech for university."

Johnny gives his lips another lick.

"I'll stay with her while you go and shopping," he informed your dad. "Don't worry she's in good hands."

Johnny urges your father to get everything ready. He couldn't help but think of how he wanted to break your innocence right now by bending you over the table. He can feel his dick twitch even more by the second in his pants.

What a fucking sight.

He thinks while thinking of gliding his dick in and out of you and hearing carnal sounds that come out of your lips.

Johnny and you are alone when your dad goes shopping. With a sly smile, he strokes his long, brown hair and scans the counter for everything you need for the grill. With your hands beneath your chin and your arms resting on the table, you're staring at Johnny. Your legs are swaying back and forth.

Johnny asks, "Do you want to help me, baby girl?"

"Yes, Mr. Suh."

As you make your way around the kitchen island, Johnny feels his dick hardening again.

Johnny is tall, with well-defined muscles, and his face is best viewed from above. He gestures to the bowls he needs from another counter, grinning. You turn around again and lean over to find some candies you wish to give him after nodding and giving them to him. You and your dad adore them, so perhaps Johnny feels the same way?

When you bend over, Johnny's eyes are immediately focused on your ass once again. He groans softly, and when you grab the sweets and turn back, you see the way his eyes darken. You're not sure why he groaned, but Johnny just bites his lips and looks your body up and down, then back into your eyes. His hand reaches out for you, grasping your waist and pulling you close against him.

"A sweet little pink diamond plug would fit perfectly into your pretty little ass."

"A- A pl- What?" You ask, and you narrow your eyebrows.

Johnny closes his eyes, swallowing the low groan. How can someone so sweet be so innocent at the same time? His grip tightens, and he slides his other hand along your side until his hand is placed on your ass.

“A plug, baby. Making you feel good here,” he says, slapping softly with his palm on your ass.

You gasp, looking up at him with a confused expression. Johnny slips his hand underneath your skirt, caressing the soft skin of your ass. You whimper. Johnny leans closer, kissing your nose and your forehead softly, while he slides his other hand to your ass cheeks as well. He then grabs them, pulling them apart and groaning when you press yourself more against him.

“Mr. S— Suh, what are you doing?” You ask.

Your eyes are widening, and Johnny can’t stop himself from groaning once again. His dick is leaking and pressing against his pants. You’re feeling something against your lower stomach; it’s big, and you wonder if he has his keys in his pants.

“Do— Do you have your keys in your pocket?”

“No,” Johnny says, chuckling about your innocence. “That’s my dick. Feeling how hard it is just for you?”

You shake your head.

Why should his cock grow because of you?

You didn’t do anything, so why should there be something he is getting hard from?

He leans down closer to your lips, and you can feel his hot breath on your lips. You close your eyes instinctively, and Johnny chuckles. You whimper when he doesn’t break the distance between your lips. When you close your eyes to look into his steel blue ones, he just grins at you.

“Please, Mr. Suh—“

“Call me daddy, please princess?”

You nod, confused about why he wants you to call him like you call your daddy but you don’t mind. You just want him to kiss you like you have always seen it in those romantic movies.

“And what do you want, baby girl?”

“C— Can you kiss me?”

He smirks, leaning in and capturing your lips with his. It’s a short but sweet kiss, and your knees are suddenly weak, and you feel a tingling feeling in your stomach. One that slides down between your legs and causes you to press your thighs together.

“You’re okay, baby?”

“It’s tingling,” you mumble, blushing.

“What’s tingling. Tell Daddy, where is it tingling?”

Johnny knows what you mean, but he wants to hear it from you. He wants to hear that innocent, sweet girl say that she is dripping her panties because of the big, broad men in front of him.

“Down there,” you say quietly, and turn your head away.

He lets go of your ass with one of his hands and grips your chin, making you look up at him again. His blue eyes piercing in yours, he smirks, while his thumb slides over your bottom lip, pressing into your mouth. You take it and twirl your tongue around his thumb, causing more tingles in your stomach. Johnny removes his thumb with a plop and licks his lips.

“Do you need help with that tingling feeling in your belly?”

You nod, your eyes pleading, "Uh-huh."

Johnny grabs you by your waist and lifts you, placing you on the surface of the counter. His hands slide up and down your thighs, closer to your pussy and he pushes your skirt up, revealing your wet panties. Johnny groans, getting on his knees and pushing his head between your legs. He inhales deeply when his nose touches your covered pussy. You shiver slightly, moaning about the sudden feeling of him between your legs. Johnny brings his hand to shove your panties away, and a low chuckle leaves his lips when he sees your dripping cunt.

“You’re so wet for me,” he says, kissing your pussy.

"Mhmm," ou moan softly.

His tongue glides through your folds, and you can’t help but grip his long hair, tugging at it. You’re not sure if you want him to continue or stop; it’s a new sensation and feels good and weird at the same time.

“D—Daddy, what are you doing?”

Johnny lets go of your pussy for a moment; this innocence of yours makes him so fucking desperate that he just wants to bend you over the counter and fuck you. He knows he would ruin you for everyone else. He wants you to be his, only his.

“I have to taste of your pretty little cunt, baby.” He lowers his head between your legs once again.

"Daddy's so hungry for you, pretty girl," He starts lapping at your pussy, making you moan and arch your back in pleasure.

Johnny’s stubble is scratching your thighs and clit slightly, masking the feeling even more intensely. A feeling you never had before grows in your stomach, and you worry for a moment since it feels like you need to pee. But Johnny’s grip on your thighs is so strong that you can’t move away to get down the counter and go to pee.

“Daddy—“ you moan, your eyes watering.

“What’s wrong, baby girl?”

“I— I need to pee.”

Johnny looks confused for a moment, removing his tongue from in between your folds. Instead, he shoves his chunky fingers along your folds, circling your entrance before he pushes a finger into your tight entrance.

“Don’t worry, baby. You don’t need to pee; let go for me. Can you do it?”

You nod, "Ye-oh, yes", and Johnny pumps his finger inside of you.

He hits your sweet spot, still tasting you on his tongue and lips. Your moan shamelessly, his finger moving slowly inside of your tight pussy, and he can’t help but imagine his cock in your pussy.

“Have you ever touched yourself?”

“N-no,” you swallow the pit in your throat. "No, Uncle Johnny."

Johnny almost comes in his pants when you tell him that you never touched yourself. You’re so fucking tight that he just wants to burry his huge dick into you, splitting you open. He pushes his finger deeper into you, hitting your sweet spot and making you almost scream. Johnny smirked, feeling you clench around him. He speeds up slightly, pushing another of his thick fingers into your pussy.

“Daddy, feeling that tingle so much.”

“Let go; come for Daddy.”

And you do.

You arch your back and come all over his fingers, creaming them in your slick while he fucks you with his fingers through your high. Your pussy is squeezing him violently, sucking him deeper into you.

“Good girl, such a good girl,” he praises.

He slowly pulls his fingers out of your cunt, making you whimper about the sudden emptiness. Your legs are shaking, and your breath is heavy while you look at Johnny. He brings his fingers to his lips and takes them into his mouth, sucking them clean while he groans about your sweet taste. You look at him, whimpering softly about the feeling growing between your legs. Something like desire, where you need Johnny to take care of your cunt.

“Daddy, that tingling—“

“Shhh— Daddy’s gonna take care of his pussy.”

You nod, pouting slightly, and Johnny chuckles. "Please, Daddy."

He gets off the floor and leans closer, capturing your cheeks with his big hands and pressing his lips softly on yours. His tongue glides over your lips; you part them slightly, and Johnny pushes his tongue into your mouth. His hands slide along your body, removing your panties. Then he unbuckles his belt and opens his pants before he slides them down, revealing his boxers with the outline of his fat, hard cock and a little spot where his tip is pressed against the fabric already wet from his pre-cum.

“Wanna see daddy’s fat cock, little girl?”

“I—“

Johnny doesn’t give you much time to answer; he hooks his fingers into the waistband of his boxers and shoves them down his thick thighs. He would love to take off all your clothes, would worship every bit of your body, and kiss every inch of your skin, but he is so desperate to feel you. And the outfit turns him on beyond belief. You look at his weeping cock, which just springs free; the tip is red, and you see the veins running along it. He sees the struggle in your eyes.

What should you do know?

Touch it?

Or let himself touch it?

“You can touch it; just be careful,” he says, holding out his hand to place yours into his.

When your small hand is placed in his big one, he walks a step closer, letting his fingers slide over the soft skin of his cock.

"Come on, sweetheart. It won't bite."

You follow every movement of your fingers with your eyes, furrowing softly while you’re concentrated on the way his tip feels. When you swipe your thumb over the slit, Johnny pushes his hips forward and groans.

“Do— Does it feel good?” You ask innocently and look into his eyes.

He nods, "Yeah, so fucking good," smirking when your smile grows.

You wrap your fingers around his huge length, pumping his cock slowly into your hand. Johnny throws his head back, thrusting it into your hand. When you see the way he reacts to your touches, you use your other hand and take his balls into it, grinning when he groans and hums in response.

When Johnny feels the pleasure in his belly growing, he takes a step back and pushes you by your shoulders down. You whimper, and when his cock taps your pussy, he is smothering his pre-cum all over your pussy. You’re wiggling your ass, earning a slap on your thigh. Tears build up in the corner of your eyes, and Johnny captures your cheeks with his hands, kissing you softly.

He then takes his cock into his hand, giving himself a few strokes and slapping the tip against your pussy, making sure it stimulates the sensitive bundle of nerves on your clit.

"Oh my," You moan softly, and he does it again.

Then he pushes his dick between your folds, still not entering you. With his thumb, he holds his dick in between your wet folds while he thrusts slowly forward. Your eyes are almost closed when his cock always hits your clit whenever he pushes forward.

"Oh, daddy," Your lips are slightly parted, and you whimper, gripping the surface of the counter to steady yourself. "Y/N feels so good."

Johnny grinds against you over and over again until you’re a moaning mess underneath him. Sweat is covering your forehead, and your hair is messy, but for Johnny, you’re beautiful as always. You mumble his name and ‘daddy’ over and over again. So cock drunk, and he hasn’t even pushed in yet.

Johnny loves the way you’re whimpering for more, pushing yourself against him even though you’re such an innocent little girl. Not really knowing what you're asking him for — for a fat cock that will ruin her tiny pussy for everyone else — just the thought makes Johnny come almost immediately.

“Do you want Daddy to make you feel good? Are you daddy’s little slut?” He asks, and you nod, slightly confused about him making you feel good and calling you a slut.

You don’t even know what the word means, but when he uses it, it’s probably nothing bad, right?

So you just nod, and Johnny smirks, still thrusting his dick through your folds and hitting your clit. Your moans grow louder, your back arches, and your legs are shaking when the feeling in your pussy appears once again.

“D—Daddy, so much tingling down there.”

“‘S okay, come for me, You can make a mess,” he says, smirking when you throw your head back.

Your walls are clenching, and your whines are needier when you come a second time. Johnny still moves his dick in between your folds, pressing his tip against your clit, causing you to inhale deeply and push your hips up to get more of his cock.

“Such a slut, trying to get my cock, huh?”

Your legs are shaking, and your chest raises and falls while you slowly clam down from your orgasm. Johnny didn’t come yet, and you wonder why he didn’t; maybe he doesn’t feel as tingly as you do?

“Daddy?”

“Mhm?”

“Don’t you feel tingly?” You ask, pouting slightly.

“I do. But my cock needs to be warm and wet, baby girl,” he explains with a grin.

Johnny’s hand is still holding his cock in between your folds, slapping it a few times on your pussy before he moves further down to your tight entrance. Even when it’s an odd feeling, it gives you at the same time pleasure when his dick touches your entrance. Johnny tries to push the tip of his cock into your pussy, but it doesn’t really work, and he immediately slips out of there.

“Aww, baby girl. Don’t you wanna have Daddy inside of you?” He asks, amused.

“I want to, Daddy,” you whimper, feeling the tears falling down your cheeks. "But you're too big for me."

“Shh— it’s fine. I will make it fit, baby,” he coos, caressing your cheek.

Johnny tries again, pushing his cock slowly into your tight entrance.

"Ouch," You grip his muscular arms, digging your nails into his skin while he stretches your entrance with his dick. "Daddy, it hurts."

You squirm, trying to escape the slight pain he causes in your pussy.

"Calm down, baby. Daddy's got you," Johnny’s just pushing a tiny bit into you before he pauses, your walls already clenching around him, squeezing his cock.

“Do you know that you make me go crazy with that little outfit? Or with all your outfits, showing almost your ass,”

“I— It’s so big, Daddy,” you mumble, digging your fingers even more into his arm.

Johnny smirks, leaning closer to capture your lips with his, soft and warm. When he leans closer, his dick slides deeper into your tight hole. You bite into his lip, causing him to chuckle. When he leans back, your eyes are almost closed. You moan, arching your back, and he pushes his tip completely into you. Johnny groans about the sudden tightness around his cock; you’re squeezing him, and Johnny just wants to push deeper into you, getting more of your warm, tight pussy.

“Breathe deeply, okay?”

You do, inhaling deeply, but it gets interrupted when you suddenly scream in pain. Tears are building in the corner of your eyes, and they roll down your cheeks. Your eyes are red, watering even more when Johnny doesn’t stop from pushing inside of you.

“Pl— Please, stop. M—My belly,” you whine, trying to get away from him while you’re still holding his arms.

“Sh— It’s okay, it feels better when I’m inside of you,” Johnny mumbles, smirking when you nod.

He didn’t know that your tears would make his cock twitch, but they do. You’re pretty when you cry because of his cock. When it’s because of him splitting you in half with his fat dick, turning you into his own little sex toy.

He knows he shouldn’t ruin you for another man, but he just can’t hold back when you’re underneath him with that cute outfit, the bunny eyes on your head, and the tears all over your cheeks while you take his cock like a good girl. And when he is the only one who fucks you, when he is the one who loves you, then he doesn’t ruin you for others because you’re his — and only his.

Johnny is just a bit deeper inside of you than he was before, with most of his cock still outside of your cunt. He wipes the tears on your cheeks away, kissing the tip of your nose, and continues to push into you. He is stretching you open in a way you never thought it could be possible to stretch something.

Johnny is huge; you feel the vein of his cock inside of you, and even though it burns, it kinda feels great.

“Doing so well for Daddy. You're Daddy’s good girl, aren’t you?”

You nod; the pain gets worse once he pushes himself faster into you. "Uhuh, I'm your good girl."

He just can’t and doesn’t want to wait to be completely in the warm wetness of your pussy. Johnny needs you to be inside your pussy, to clench around his cock, and to see more of those pretty tears of yours while he fucks you senseless. He wants to hear you screaming when you come all over his dick, making a mess and squeezing him even tighter.

“D���daddy,” you squeal when he grips your waist harshly to guide his dick better into you.

Johnny laughs, pulling you closer against him and shoving his cock deeper. Tears fall down your cheeks, and you squeeze your eyes shut while he rams his dick in your pussy. He is rough this time, not giving you time to adjust to his length. Johnny needs all of his control to not come immediately; you fit so perfectly around him, sucking him in, and the warmth that surrounds his cock makes him go crazy.

He digs his fingers into your soft skin, bringing his cock completely into your tight hole. You squirm, clenching hard around him, while he splits you open. You pussy burns, and you feel like your tight cunt just can’t get used to his fat cock.

“I’m sorry, baby girl." He inches in deeper in your soft warm walls.

"I just couldn’t hold back any longer."

"Shhhh— breathe; you’re doing so well."

"Taking Daddy’s cock like a good girl."

"You’re so pretty when you cry on my cock; you’re so pretty, baby,” he coos all his praises, leaning closer to kiss the tears away.

Even when you’re still crying, he kisses them away, making sure you’re feeling better with his dick inside of you. He knows he should pull out, give you time to adjust slowly, and work you open with his fingers, but he was holding back for so long, and he just wants to feel the warmth around his cock. The clenching feeling of you and the tears that cover your cheeks because he is just too fat for your baby cunt to take him.

“Daddy, I— I can feel you so deep in my belly,” you whimper.

“Yes. See that?” Johnny asks, pulling your shirt up and revealing your soft belly with the bugle of his dick. “That’s my cock.”

You whimper, sliding your head down to where his cock is visible. You slide your fingers over it and make him smile even wider.

He adores the way you’re looking so innocent and now with his cock inside of you, seeing him poking in your belly and touching the bulge he is causing with his cock. Johnny slowly pulls out of you, making you hiss about the sudden feeling. You whimper when you feel every inch of his cock moving inside of you.

“Nuuu—Daddy, please stay there.”

"Aww, do you need my cock inside of you? Pretty little slut for me,” he says, smirking when you nod eagerly.

He pushes back inside of you, and you immediately sigh in relief. His dick stretches you painfully, but when he pulls out, you feel so empty, and when he just stays like that, the pain slowly fades away. Johnny just pushes slightly forward and backward, making you furrow your eyebrows.

“Don’t! Daddy!”

“Oh— baby, not like that; be nice,” he says, bringing his hand to your pussy and slapping softly on it.

You gasp, your eyes watering, and Johnny does it again, causing more tears in your eyes. He then presses his thumb against your clit, circling it softly. You wiggle underneath him, and his dick slides deeper into you until he is balls deep inside your pussy. You squeeze him even more, and when he rubs circles on your clit, the feeling you had earlier appears once again in your stomach.

“Daddy— tingling.”

“It’s okay, come for daddy; come all around his fat cock, little slut.”

And you do, your walls clenching violently around his dick.

"Ugh,"

"Oh daddy,"

"So good,"

You’re moaning loudly, throwing your head back and pushing your hips more against him, and his fingers continue to circle your clit.

Johnny starts thrusting into you slowly and only a bit, but you feel every tiny movement of his cock and every vein along his shaft. His eyes are piercing in yours while he fucks you through your high.

“You’re squeezing me so fucking good, pretty girl.”

Johnny throws his head back when you look through your lashes at him. Your eyes are still filled with tears, but the desire in his eyes makes him thrust into you. You’re sucking him in every time he pulls out of you.

When another sharp pain suddenly appears in your skin, you look at the place where the two of you are connected. He slaps your pussy slightly, but enough to cause a sharp pain in your overstimulated pussy.

Johnny moves his hips at a steady but faster pace against yours. His balls are slapping against your ass whenever he thrusts forward. Your arousal is covering his dick; the sound when he pushes back into you makes him feral, and his thrusts are harder. The juice that is dripping out of you lands in his balls. They are heavy, and it gets even worse when he thinks about the way he is pushing his seeds into you.

“Feels so good—“

“Yeah? Are you daddy’s little slut?”

You nod, pushing yourself against him when he tries to pull out of you.

Johnny chuckles, slapping on your pussy once again, causing you to squeal and look at him with widening eyes.

“D— Faster, please.”

"Fucking hell," Johnny groans but obeys.

He is thrusting his dick faster into your tight cunt, making you cry on his cock even more. Your pussy slightly hurts, but the feeling of his cock inside of you feels just too good.

“You’re such a little desperate slut, so cock drunk, aren’t you, baby? Asking your dad’s best friend to fuck you like a little fuck toy.”

"Ahhh…" You whimper, and Johnny smirks, fucking harder into you, getting more of those sweet moans from you.

Johnny feels his dick twitch, your walls clenching and making it almost impossible for him to move inside of you. He circles your clit with his thumb once again, making your eyes shut up, and you throw your head back in pleasure.

“D— Please, I need to come,” you shout, your hands gripping his arm.

Your nails dig into his skin, and you’re feeling his grip on your waist tighten while he fucks you closer to your orgasm. Johnny isn’t far behind you; you feel just so perfect around his dick.

“It’s so sensitive, daddy,” you whimper.

He grins, pushing his thumb further down on your clit. Making you gasp and making eye contact with him.

“My pretty little slut. See, I’ve ruined you for every other man. You’re mine, aren’t you? Tell me you’re mine, and you can come.”

“I’m yours." You gasped breathlessly. "I’m yours, Daddy Johnny.”

He speeds his thrusts up, pushing harder into you.

Johnny loves to hear the soft whimpers and moans slipping over your lips while he fucks you like his little slut — the little slut you are for him. His dick is pulsing, and he is moaning low when you clench more than before.

Your legs are shaking, your bodies are covered in sweat, and his breath is just as heavy as yours. You’re just about to come, and Johnny knows.

He rubs his fingers over your clit, your eyes widen, and you come. Squirting all over his dick and making a mess. Johnny laughs, looking at your juices all over his dick and lower belly. He just comes a moment after you, pushing his cum deep into your tight hole and painting your walls with it.

“So— so sensitive, Daddy,” you mumble, letting your head fall down on the surface of the kitchen counter.

Johnny pushes his dick slower into you, riding both of your orgasms out while you try to catch your breath. His hand slides from your clit to your sides, caressing your soft skin while his dick softens inside of you.

“You’re doing so well. Squirting all over me. You’re all mine,” he says, leaning closer to kiss your lips. “But that’s our little secret, baby. I love you, my pretty girl.”

“I— I love you too, daddy.”

Johnny smiles; he helps you sit up and slips his cock out of you. You whimper about the emptiness inside your pussy. He then looks at your pulsing pussy, admiring the way your cum is dripping out of your cunt. He pulls you closer and grasps your tights to pick you up. He carries you upstairs to the bathroom, placing you on the toilet.

“You need to pee,” he says, turning around and walking out of the room.

He closes the door behind him and lets you pee. After you finish, you open the door quietly and look at the broad man who is standing with some new clothes for you in front of the door.

“Take a seat, and I will clean you, okay?”

You nod, sitting on the edge of the bathtub, and look at Johnny, who gets on his knees in front of you. He has a wet washcloth in his hand and spreads your legs, cleaning your thighs. Johnny moves his hand higher to your pussy, cleaning your folds and wiping your mixed juices from your pussy. You whimper, your cunt still sensitive from his dick inside of you.

“Daddy’s so empty down there.”

“It’s okay. Let’s just dress you, and then Daddy needs to clean himself. But I will put my dick into your baby cunt next time your daddy isn’t home,” he says, kissing the pout away from your lips.

After cleaning the two of you, you changed your outfit, still wearing similar clothes and the cute bunny ears on top of your head. Johnny was grabbing your ass when you walked past him out of the bathroom, smirking when you squirmed in surprise.

Now you’re sitting on the kitchen counter while Johnny stands between your legs, kissing your lips softly. His hands are on your waist, and his finger is digging into your soft skin.

“All mine, my little girl, my pretty girl,” he says, smirking when you blush softly. “Now let’s get the barbecue ready; otherwise, Jaehyun is going to ask what we did the whole time.”

You giggle, grasping his shirt to pull him closer and kiss him again. Johnny chuckles, then he pulls away and gets the barbecue ready.

“You’re so beautiful, my pretty girl,” Johnny tells you.

When he walks through the kitchen and reaches you, he kisses you softly while his hand trails along your thigh.

“I’m home!” Jaehyun shouts and walks toward the two of you.

You smile at him, your cheeks red, and Johnny smirks widely, but Jaehyun doesn’t say anything. It’s pretty warm in there, so he doesn’t even recognize what’s happened between you and Johnny. You had sex together, and he took your virginity and claimed you and your pussy as his. And even better, Johnny loves you; he really fell for you.

“I love you,” he mumbles into your ear while he walks outside with your dad.

“I love you too, Johnny,” you say, jumping off the counter.

Johnny’s grin gets wider when his name slips past your lips.

He is a lucky man to have such a pretty girl like you by his side.

[vanesycho]

student f!reader x prof!johnny

part1 / part2[soon]

wc:1,9k

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The lesson finally ended and the classroom slowly began to empty. As you wrote your last few notes, your eyes drifted to Johnny. He was surrounded by a few female students, joking and laughing.Johnny was always known for being so friendly, it was no surprise that he was the most popular professor. That was what made you feel uneasy, you didn't know if you had feelings for him but every time you saw him so close to other students your heart ached. Because you couldn't be close to him like they did, you were always holding yourself back for some reason, you weren't attending his classes, you couldn't listen to him. The laughter between them practically echoed in your head, you stood up and quickly gathered your things. You couldn't help but ask yourself, why were you so shy? You didn't even have the courage to ask him anything when everyone was so relaxed.

You didn't even know why you were drawn to him, was it just because he was handsome? Or was it because he was so mature yet had such a fun personality? You didn't know. Yet you always preferred to stay away from him, afraid of doing something wrong, not wanting to remain the weird student in his eyes.

As you gather your things and are about to leave the classroom, you notice a girl approaching him and whispering. When she pull away, Johnny throws his head back slightly and laughs. You turned to the doorway and stood there, your eyes blurring. Should you just leave or should you do something? Even if you did, what would change?

Just then, Johnny catches sight of you and frowns slightly, realizing that you’re just standing there in the doorway, doing nothing. He interrupts the conversation and calls out, "Y/n? Did something happen? Do you want to talk?" You felt your heart race at this sudden interest, Johnny notices your concern and wants to talk, which makes you feel embarrassed. You turn around, Johnny still staring at you, and you pull yourself together when you notice the students around you are also facing you. "No...I was actually, uh...just going to leave." You cursed the shakiness in your voice. Johnny glanced at your face for a moment, it was obvious that something was wrong, but he couldn’t force you if you didn’t want to talk. "If you say so, but I'm here if you want to talk, okay?" You nodded slightly and quickly left. Johnny stared at the doorway for a while longer. He sat down, thinking about the worried expression on your face.

When you got home you threw yourself straight into bed, even when you closed your eyes the image of Johnny that came to your mind made you mutter a curse. The notification on your phone made you lose your thoughts.You open the phone and saw that your close friend had sent a message. 'We'll be at the usual bar tonight, you in?' Your hand went to write 'no' but you stopped, for a moment you thought that you actually needed this, you couldn't just sit here and waste time thinking about him. After deleting the message you wrote and writing another reply in its place, you stood up and opened your wardrobe.

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As soon as you stepped into the bar, you frowned at the loud music, your friend grabbed your arm and pushed you to the corner where you always sat. You glanced around briefly, it was full of people flirting each other, cigarette smoke making the atmosphere even more gloomy. Your friend put the drink she bought for you in front of you, You took the glass in your hand without thinking. Your friend watched with a smile in surprise when you bought a big sip. "Hey, slow down, you seem like you're in the mood today?" You laughed briefly, it was actually a day you were definitely not in the mood for.

The comfort that came with every sip and the thought in your head going away made you want to drink more. That bitter taste in your throat made your thoughts blurry. You drank for a while, you danced, you enjoyed the atmosphere. But Johnny kept coming back to your mind, and it seemed like he wouldn't go away no matter what you did. The thoughts made you frown, your head ached as the already noisy environment gave you a headache and you left the bar, went to a sidewalk and sat down. The cold wind that blew in the night made your body shiver, you tried to come to your senses. Hand went to your instant phone, you dialed Johnny’s number, you never even called him for lessons but you still kept his number in your phone.

You stared at the screen for a while, knowing that any decision you made from now on would be wrong due to your drunkenness. But you did it anyway, pressed the call button and waited. A few ringing sounds echoed in your ears, you buried your head in your knees, the pain was getting worse, as if it was a warning. "Y/n? I'm surprised you called at this hour, is everything okay?" Johnny’s concerned yet gentle tone made you smile sadly, a tear simply falling down your cheek.

Not getting an answer from you, Johnny got up from where he was sitting and closed the book in front of him, frowned and spoke again. “Y/n?” The way your name came out of his lips so beautifully made you laugh hysterically, you swallowed hard, tried to speak even though you couldn't properly. "I feel confused...I.. I don't know, I just wanted to talk to you..please don't...hang up." He realized that you weren't yourself because the words weren't coming out of your mouth properly. He took his important belongings and spoke as he left the house "Where are you? Listen to me, are you safe?"

You smiled, your heart beat faster as he was so worried and thinking about you, you mumbled "I'm at a party...It's too loud in here...And I...think I drank too much, I don't know." Johnny muttered to himself as he got into his car. "God, how much have you had to drink?" The fact that you weren't in control made him even more worried, so he started the car, hoping you weren't in danger. “Okay Y/n, now listen to me, take a deep breath, and tell me where you are.” You gave him the address in a half-asleep voice and mumbled words. Johnny hung up the phone and increased the speed, trying to get to where you were as quickly as possible.

You waited with your eyes half-closed, your head continuing to spin and ache. You closed your eyes with the oncoming car lights, you stayed like that for a while as the light hurt your eyes, when a tall figure passed in front of you and blocked this light, you raised your head and saw him. He helped you as you tried to stand up, but lost your balance for a moment, he held your waist tightly as you fell on him. The incoming voice caressed your ear, "I caught you." you lifted your head, your noses touching briefly. “You came for me. Why?”

The sudden question made him frown and he started to walk you towards the car. "Of course I was going to come, I care about you, after all you are one of my students." You leaned your head back as you got in the car. Johnny turned to you, started the car. "Tell me directions to your house, I'll take you there." You were silent for a while, you didn't want to go home, you wanted to be with him, after a while of silence, you turned your head to him. "So I'm just a student to you? That's all?" He looked at your face, took a deep breath and turned back to the road. "Then we're going to my house."

You were silent the whole way, and Johnny thought about you in that silence, not understanding what you meant by the question, or maybe he didn't want to understand. You rested your eyes for a while, finally opening them with difficulty when the car stopped. When you looked out the window you realized you had come to another house "This is not my house." Johnny turned his head to you "Since you didn't answer my question, that was the only option." He opened your door and grabbed your arms to make you stand up. You took a deep breath as you walked in his arms, his scent making you smile slightly, making you feel even drunker than you already were.

When you got home Johnny took you to the guest room and gently made you lie down on the bed. "You're lucky there aren't any classes tomorrow." you grinned, looking at him with your eyes half-open. “You didn’t answer my question either.” Johnny looked at your face for a moment, then brushed your hair away from your face. “What question?” you held his hand as he was about to pull it away from your hair, he tried to understand what was happening for a moment, and then he looked at your hands. “Am I just a student to you?” The question came again and made him swallow. He pulled his hand away from you and looked away. “You all are.”

"Then why are you so different towards me, you laugh and have fun around others but...not with me." He stood up and put the blanket over you "Are you asking that? You're the only student who doesn't attend my classes and doesn't care about my exams, Y/n." You thought, it was actually true, but it was always easier to blame others. As Johnny was about to turn around and leave, you grabbed his wrist, making him turn back to you. "I care, you have no idea how much I actually care." Johnny sat back down, "Is that so? Because you stubbornly keep failing my exams. I was going to talk to you about it, but-"

"I didn't say I cared about the exams." You didn't even realize what you were saying, the things you would regret when you woke up in the morning were suddenly coming out of your mouth under the influence of alcohol. He looked at you in disbelief, thinking you were just talking nonsense because you were drunk. "What are you talking about, Y/n?" You stayed silent, trying to silence yourself but keeping it inside was making you feel worse. "I care about you." Your words were running through his head, considering that you were out of your mind, you were likely to say nonsense, so even though he was confused, he thought about not taking it seriously. "You better get some sleep now, Y/n."

He got up from the bed, watched him as he turned and walked away. "What can I do to make you smile at me like the others?" He stopped in his tracks, looked at you and stared at you for a while, you felt yourself tense up as his steps moved towards you again, guess you had gone a little too far. He leaned towards you, the whisper of his voice giving you goosebumps. "Try not to be a coward, Y/n. Don't keep looking and running away, come here and see how well I'll treat you." He came closer and gave you a faint kiss on the forehead. You held your breath for a moment. He pulled back and smiled softly. “Good night.” Those were the last words you heard from him, he left the room and turned off the light. Left you alone with your thoughts in the dark room.

[luvyeni]

hi, you know that perverted nct dream writing with an 8 member, could you make a version of nct 127 and nct 2020?

i've done a ton of perv!nctdream x 8th member so i hope this is what you mean because you did specify. (i know mark and haechan are in 127 , but remember i write them with the dreamies)

perv!nct127 and their 9th member that they can easily manipulate into doing things for them , because she's so eager to please them and trusts them.

perv!taeil who convinces you to suck him off backstage right before a music show preformance. "taeil , you were too rough last time , it was hard for me too sing." "i'll be gentle this time, trust me baby , now put it in your mouth."

perv!taeyong who invites you to one of his solo studio sessions , making you ride his cock while he writes down lyrics. "t..taeyong what if someone walks in." "they won't , don't you trust your leader , just keep riding my dick love."

perv!johnny who convinces you to cockwarm him during a live , to anyone it looks like you're just sitting on his lap , but in reality you're struggling not to moan , while his big cock is stuffed in your cunt , whispering in his ear. "j..johnny this is a bad idea." "princess they don't even notice , just trust me."

perv!yuta who easily convinces you to wear shorter skirts without the safety shorts , just so he can get a look under your skirt when you sit down. "but the safety shorts are to protect me from flashing the cameras." "don't worry about that love , you trust me right?"

perv!doyoung who's pulling you into one of the rooms while filming a overnight stay content to fuck you. "do..doyoung it might be cameras in here." "trust me love, i checked to make sure there isn't."

perv!jaehyun hands slid up cupping your heat under the table during an award ceremony , sliding your panties to side , fingering you. "no..not here jae , too many cameras." "they won't notice unless you keep making that face , just trust me."

perv!jungwoo who slyly moves your hand over to his cock as the fan moves on to the next , your eyes widen quickly changing your face to not raise suspicions , leaning over to him. "jungwoo what are you doing , we're gonna get caught." "don't worry about it , the table is covering us , trust me love."

[ronjunnie]

NCT FIC RECOMMENDATIONS

JOHNNY

TAEYONG

YUTA

DOYOUNG

JAEHYUN

JUNGWOO

MARK

HAECHAN

RENJUN

JENO

JAEMIN

CHENLE

JISUNG

KUN

TEN

WINWIN

XIAOJUN

HENDERY

YANGYANG

SION

RIKU

YUSHI

JAEHEE

RYO

SAKUYA

[sunshyni]

nasty | Johnny Suh

Johnny Suh × Fem!Reader | eu diria que é um Slice of Life | um teco Sugestivo | w.c - 0.6k

resumo - Johnny não fazia ideia do porque você estava tão concentrada lendo um livro de capa ilustrada. Bom, agora ele já sabe o motivo.

notinha da Sun - @lovesuhng VOCÊ NÃO SABE O QUÃO BOM É ESCREVER COM O JOHN!! Eu escreveria com ele todos os dias KKKKKK Então, pode me fazer quantos pedidos quiser em relação a esse homem 🙏

Ah e sobre o “livro de capa ilustrada”, é que atualmente os livros com a capa desenhada são os mais 🔥🔥🔥 Tipo “Quebrando o gelo” da Hannah Grace KKKKKK

boa leitura, docinhos!! 💚

Don't wanna wait on it tonight, I wanna get nasty.

— O que você tá lendo? — Johnny perguntou, engatinhando até você na cama de casal. Você escondeu o livro com o conteúdo contra o peito, assustada com a voz dele de repente. Estava tão concentrada na leitura que nem percebeu que ele estava ali na sua frente.

— Tá escondendo por quê, princesa? Tem algo aí que eu não posso ler? — Ele perguntou com um sorrisinho, pegando o livro de capa ilustrada antes que você pudesse protestar. Você deu um gritinho, e Johnny se levantou com o livro lá no alto, lendo em voz alta e rindo das suas tentativas de alcançá-lo. Ele até se afastou da cama quando você se pôs em pé, tentando recuperar seu bem, mas sem sucesso.

Enquanto isso, Johnny continuava lendo as perversidades daquele livro como se recitasse o poema mais romântico do mundo.

— Johnny Suh, me devolve esse livro — você pediu em tom de aviso e saiu da cama em direção a ele, soltando um gritinho de surpresa quando ele envolveu sua cintura e te ergueu com um só braço, deixando o livro na cabeceira. Você desistiu; agora que ele já sabia do que se tratava sua literatura, não havia mais o que fazer. Envolveu as pernas ao redor da cintura dele, e Johnny te deu um beijo gentil na bochecha, mesmo que você estivesse fingindo estar emburrada.

Ele te deitou no colchão, mas continuou entre suas pernas. Gostava quando você o abraçava daquele jeito. Johnny acariciou sua bochecha; você desviou o olhar, mas um sorrisinho estava nos seus lábios.

— Eu posso fazer aquilo, você sabe, né? Um 69 — Imediatamente você explodiu em risos. Johnny sorriu, contagiado pelo seu bom humor. Enquanto recuperava o fôlego, ele te beijou delicadamente pelo pescoço, criando uma trilha de fogo por onde sua boca passava. — Por que você tá rindo? É sério.

— Johnny, eu não sou assim. Tem que criar o clima pra mim — suas bochechas ruborizaram com a declaração. A verdade é que o básico te agradava; você gostava da lentidão, das preliminares que deixavam tudo em você quente. Gostava de música ambiente, das luzes baixas, e gostava de vê-lo também, de enxergar os íntimos se encontrando. Definitivamente, gostava de tudo isso, e Johnny sabia como te fazer feliz.

— Criar o clima pra você cair de boca no meu pau?

— Johnny! — Ele riu, te abraçando forte, unindo seus corpos o máximo que a calça de moletom folgada e sua camisola de cetim permitiam. Pararam um pouco, só para Johnny beijar sua boca devagar, do jeito que sabia que você gostava. Tinham todo o tempo do mundo, toda a noite para desfrutarem um do outro, e agora, com as alianças nos dedos, tinham o resto da vida para isso.

— Posso ser egoísta e dizer que você foi desenhada pra mim? — Johnny arrumou seu cabelo atrás da orelha e beijou docemente seu lóbulo, causando arrepios por todo o seu corpo. Você pressionou o quadril contra o dele; ele sorriu, sabendo que, mesmo sendo tímida, você tinha seu lado atrevido.

— Assim como cada estrutura anatômica se encaixa perfeitamente, a gente se encaixa — Johnny beijou seus lábios, e você tocou seu lindo rosto, a barba recém-feita e os cabelos ligeiramente bagunçados. Johnny pós-banho era o melhor. — Minha boca encaixa com perfeição na sua.

Ele procurou sua mão e entrelaçou os dedos suavemente.

— Minha mão aninha a sua perfeitamente — você sorriu, e ele continuou fascinado por você, pela sua beleza, pelo simples fato de você ser você. — Meu corpo encaixa no seu.

— Perfeitamente — você completou, acariciando as costas nuas dele, provocando-o com as unhas levemente compridas, arranhando sua pele e arrancando-lhe um suspiro.

— Já pintou o clima pro 69? — Johnny perguntou, enquanto você cobria o rosto, rindo divertida. Ele afastou suas mãos e te beijou até que você cedesse à posição ousada que ele tanto insistia em propor.

Mas vocês tinham o resto da vida para isso.

notinha da Sun² - me inspirei em “nasty” da Ari pra escrever essa, e mais especificamente nessa playlist:

@sunshyni. Todos os direitos reservados.

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DON’T CALL ME THAT | JOHNNY SUH IMAGINE

PAIRINGS: female YouTuber! x Johnny suh!

Warnings: slight angst, fluff

"What's up yall, welcome back to my channel. If you're new here, my name is Y/n. And welcome to my YouTube.

So the idea for today is to pull a prank. If you're on my channel a lot, you know I pull tons of pranks on my boyfriend and family.

We're both really big joksters so I really like to just take every opportunity possible to get him before he gets me.

So as of now, Johnny is playing video games with a few of his best friends online. I wanted something that would lower his mood for a better reaction but something he wouldn’t take as serious after I reveal that it’s a prank.

Now, if you follow Johnny and his group, NCT, then you know they all love to call each other "bro". Johnny and I don't really have big pet names besides our nicknames and "babe". I just think they're weird, but I have never once called him bro so he'll definitely notice right away.

At least I'd hope so. I'm gonna just try an play it like like normal. Act like I did nothing wrong and go from there. I think we'll get a very good reaction which will be great, because that's what we want.

So before we start, like and subscribe. And leave prank ideas down below for next time.

*transition😐🖕*

Setting up a camera, Y/n made sure it could record the part of the room they both sat on. It captured a wide view of the area. Pleasing the wanted expectation.

Giving the camera a thumbs up, Y/n sat on the bed, placed behind Johnny's small gaming set up with his PS5 and computer he used quite a bit. Whether it was work or just free time fun.

Minutes had passed before Y/n decided to actually start anything. Giving the mood a moment to chill before it got tense.

She sat in a laying down position so her side was aligned with the camera sat on the dresser. Tapping the busy guy on the games' shoulder, she pointed to her blue transparent water bottle on the desk. Johnny uncovered one ear.

"Can you please hand me that?"

Obeying her question, Johnny picked up the closed item and handed it over. "Thanks bro."

The words kind of echoed in his ear. Causing his eyes to linger on hers for a second before ignoring it and turning back to the game. Y/n looked over to the camera and snickered. She didn’t think she’d have this much excitement jolting through her body so fast. But she was definitely wrong.

She motioned a shushing action to the device before pretending to act serious once again. Y/n scrolled through a couple things on her Instagram discovery page before calling out.

"Hey bro, do we have any ramyeon left? I’m so hungry.”

Johnny stated a hold response to the online gamers he played with, and turned around. He pulled a headphone piece off one hear and looked dead at Y/n looking at him with raised eyebrows.

"What?"

He decided to chuckle. "What'd you say?"

"I asked if there was leftovers? I’m hungry.”

He didn't reply instead glared at her with the fake smile he tried his best to keep plastered so Y/n didn't think there was something wrong. "Bro, what?"

"Y/n, don't do that," he dryly laughed again.

It took everything in her to not laugh herself. Which the need successfully passed but who knew how long before it does a 180 and comes back.

"Do we have ramyeon or not?" the individual asked, pulling at her bottom lip.

Johnny puts the ear piece back on and waved his hand at Y/n. "In the fridge."

"Thanks, bro."

The boyfriend sighed. Rubbing his hair through his dark brown hair. The fake smile was now far gone. Not liking the friendly pet name. Y/n climbed off the bed and quietly grabbed the camera. Running off to the kitchen, sure to shut the door behind her.

"Alright, so far so good guys. He's just laughing it off for now, which most of you guys know that Johnny will fake laugh when he’s uncomfortable. Or kill you with his sharp look. And the laughs he was doing were definitely fake. Like he was upset and wanted to say something more serious, but didn't wanna start a mess or create tension. So we're good so far."

Even though grabbing food wasn't apart of the plan, Y/n grabbed some actual food anyway. Also noting that if she didn't, he'd question it.

Y/n was sure to hide the camera in the kitchen just in case he came out or the scenes moved to another area since the view in the kitchen overlooked their whole shared apartment. That included, dining area living room, and the hallway which led to their bedroom and bathroom.

Minutes had passed of Y/n preparing food, Johnny had noticed her timed disappearance and came out into the food area to view her hungry progress.

"You want some?"

He shook his head. Instead grabbing a soda out their cooled containment. "Okay, bro."

Y/n sat in a chair at the dining table. Beginning to chew away at her food. Johnny clapped his hand down on the counter with a huff before joining her.

"Damn, brooo, this is so good, bro."

He stared at his phone blankly, wanting so desperately to address his issue, though he held it back for a second. But only for so long.

Y/n, stared at something random before giggling then placing a fist over her lips. "BROOOOO, LOOK AT THIS!"

She turned their phone to Johnny, showing a fanart piece of one of his bandmates. He nodded to the art piece and flicker his orbs to his lover. "Damn, bro, that was so cool."

He tossed his phone down onto the glass table.

"Y/n."

"Hm."

"Why do you keep doing that?"

She stared at his blankly. Mouth full of chewed food. "Doin’ what?"

"Don't act clueless. You know what you're doing?"

"Do I? I thought I was just enjoying my food and looking at art. Bro, like, what's the problem?"

"Y/n, stop fuc- stop doing that."

"Bro," she set her chopsticks down into the bowl of noodles. "Seriously, Johnny, what am I doing?"

"Don't call me that."

"What? Johnny?"

"No. The other thing?"

She looked around, pretending to not know exactly what he was talking about which made this even funnier. She almost laughed but pulled it off by clearing her throat then drinking water from the glass beside her.

"Bro, I don't get it-"

"Y/n, don't call me that. I'm not kidding."

"Call you what-"

"Bro," he exclaimed. "Don't call me bro. Seriously don't do that."

"Bro? Why not?"

He shook his head. Pulling her bowl of food into his direction. "You don't get to call me bro.

"Why?"

He stole a bite. Passing it back. Johnny swallowed the food and waved his finger side to side. "Only friends call people bro. We're not friends."

"Uh-," she hiccups. Holding a hand over her heart. "We aren't friends?"

"No. We are dating. Boyfriend and girlfriend. Lover and lover. You're not suppose to call each other "bro"."

"But I like it."

"I do not care. Don't do it again."

"Bro, wh-"

"Y/N! STOP!”

She giggled. Holding her hands out with a shrug. "WHAT? There's nothing wrong with it!"

"There's everything wrong with it! If you don't wanna call me babe, love, or whatever then call me by my name or anything, but do not call me bro. I hate it."

"Mark does it?"

"Mark is my friend."

She sat back, a good tiny idea popping in her head. "Wait, so If I break up with you, I can call you bro?"

Johnny went into full blank space mode. Absolutely shocked by her question, even more shocked that she would even have the guts to ask him that, let alone think of it.

"Stop. It's not funny.”

"Bro, I'm just-“

Johnny arose from the table, grabbing his phone to shove it into his pocket. He exited the room which caused Y/n to laughed out loud. Finally not able to hold her laugh in no more.

"Wait! Bro, Johnny!"

Grabbing the camera, she ran into the bedroom where he had previously gone. Sitting back in his gaming chair. She came up behind him and wrapped an arm around him from behind, placing a kiss on his cheek. Which he seemed numb towards. "B-"

"Don't-“

"I'm not. I was gonna say babe. Look, it's just a prank. Look-"

"Stop," he nudged his head to the side. Y/n laughed again, peppering kisses on his cheek. "I'm sorry! I'm sorry! Forgive me!"

"No."

"Awe man, guess I'll give my love to someone else.”

"You gonna call them bro too?" he asked, followed by a chuckle.

"Please forgive me!" she yelled in tiny. Nuzzling her nose on his cheek. Johnny turned to look at her. Noticing her beautiful giggly side that he couldn't lie, he did love it very much.

"Tell me you love me."

"I love you."

His cheeks began turning a bright pink. "Again."

"I love you."

"Okay, you're forgiven."

Johnny grabs the camera holding it outward so they could film the outro together. But his idea of that scene was different than a usual one.

"Okay, she got me yall. I was mad. Like and subscribe. Comment team Johnny because I will get her back later on. Just saying."

"You're mean.'

Johnny smiled and pecked her lips. "And that's the outro. Bye bye."

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Part 10 Finale- The Frat Boy pt2

Starring: Johnny Suh & Park Jisung

Summary: When it all comes crashing down. Who can we really trust?

Warnings: Smut, Oral (F.m and M receiving), Fingering, Angst especially in the beginning, Y/n gets slapped, Fluff towards the end, Mentions of Prison and arranged marriage.

MINORS DO NOT READ +18

Words:18k

Can't believe it's the end.

Enjoy:)

"I thought I could trust you?" you cried.

He shrugged. "You should have paid more attention," he smirked signing his name on the contract. Taking everything from you.

Five days later

"Tell me the truth," your father said to Johnny who calmly sipped his tea. Johnny normally hated tea. He hated how it burned his tongue. As a kid his mother made him drink green tea when he was sick. To help calm his throat. Tea calmed him. He needed the tea when he spoke to your father.

He placed the glass in front of him. Onto the small white plate painted with lilies. Your father's tea is untouched and steaming across from him. Your father also hated tea. He always drank it to calm his throat, however, he always let it sit for too long and it drew cold quickly. He despised the bitter taste.

Johnny shook his head with a smile. "You've seen the video," he said.

Your father remained unamused causing Johnny to sigh. He placed one of his legs over the other causing a deeper crease into the leather couch. "I won't deny the facts. The video is clear, but I don't think we believe the same thing," he said. Your father raised a brow biting the small of the inside of his lip. "How so?" he asked.

"Y/n came onto me. She wanted to sleep with me. She also once upon a time said she wanted to be recorded. I was just fulfilling a fantasy her boyfriend couldn't," he said nonchalantly. Your father shifted uncomfortable but still not convinced.

"You're lying," he said. Johnny his shook head quickly swaying his finger.

"No sir. Don't forget who your daughter is," he said with a small smirk. "Remember before Jaehyun she had a certain habit of bouncing from man to man. Even a few of my friends have had a piece of her," he said. Your father gritted his teeth, fingertips gripping so hard into the leather touch that his nails ripped it. Johnny whined at the sight.

"I just bought that couch," he said annoyed under his breath. Your father stood up lunging forward grabbing hold of Johnny's collar inches away from his face. His nostrils flared, steam escaping through his ears.

"Tell me why I should rip you apart limb from limb right now?" he said in the form of a question in his fit of rage. Johnny stared into his dark eyes. He grabbed onto the top of your father's hand. "So your get plan is to kill me? Seems easier than what your daughter hand in mind for me," he spat. Your father squinted his eyes confused.

"What are you talking about? She doesn't know I'm here right now," he said frustrated gripping on tighter to Johnny's suit collar. Johnny chuckled smirk fading and a full smile with teeth appearing on his lips. "You don't know?" he asked a laugh breathing out his lips.

Your father didn't respond. He stood back lifting Johnny off the couch and throwing the man to the side onto the carpet. Johnny hit his head, not hard enough to crack but hard enough to bruise. "Don't test me, Johnny. I'm not afraid to kill you," he said chest rising up and down.

Johnny held onto his head checking for blood. He coughed out a scoff. "We both know you're not above murder sir. But we also know right now, you won't kill me," he said lifting himself from the floor and stumbling a little. Once he caught his balance he dusted himself off.

"Because you can't. I'm too important to you and your business," he said with a prideful smirk. Your father felt a rise of heat flush through his body. Sweat quickly formed on his neck and his eyes still. He took a few steps back from Johnny remembering the long meeting from yesterday. Johnny stepped closer to your father.

Hands in his pockets and smirking forming on his lips. "After all didn't the papers you gave Y/n to sign fake? Doesn't your business belong to me?" He said inches from your father cool air leaving his lips. He scoffed a light chuckle before he turned his back walking to his desk, a desk once owned by your father. He pulled his chair out and sat down. He readjusted his tie checking himself in the small mirror next to him.

Once he finished he turned to your father motioning to the empty seat in front of the desk. "I believe we have a meeting," he said. "That's what you called me here for, right?" he asked with a smile. Your father still hopeful to defend you walked to the empty seat, swallowing his pride as he sat down.

"There's nothing left to discuss," your father said. "I only want what's best for my daughter," he said through a disappointed sigh.

Johnny's finger tapped on the desk before he lightly smacked it down with an idea. The side smile on his lips, lips pursed. "Their meeting isn't over," he said. Your father lifted his head back up slowly. Johnny sat in his chair, the large window behind him overlooking the city. Expensive suit paired with a gold watch on his wrist. A small piece of evidence of a bruise on his hairline.

"What is this meeting about?" he asked. Johnny chuckled, "Your daughter. Remember?" he asked handing him a piece of paper. Your father picked it up reading the lines written down and printed. A marriage contract in his hands.

"You remember your promise right? I marry her I get the company," he said. Your father placed it on the table. Johnny reached over handing him his favorite black pen. He lent it to your father. Your father reached for it but Johnny pulled it back.

"Wait," he said.

"What?" your father asked.

"I still haven't proven myself innocent," he said looking off into the distance before he turned back to your father. He laid his hands on the table comfortably tea long forgotten. "I haven't told you what your daughter's been doing to me and my friends," he said. Your father raised a brow lost but assumed whatever Johnny had to say would be of interest to him.

"It all started when she and my dear friend Si Cheng went on a little date," he said with a smirk.

"Only they didn't," he said smirk growing larger.

“How long is this gonna take?” You asked a distant friend of yours. He pushed his glasses up as he typed away on the computer. He sucked his teeth eyeing you through the corner of his eye. Wendy leaned against the wall her head flat against the white surface.

“A few more minutes,” he said pushing his glasses back up.

“How does she know everyone?” Jisung whispered to Jungwoo who stood beside him. The two, alongside Wendy, watched as you stood behind Chenle. Two big monitors in front of him. His fingers clicked away on the keyboard in front of him. The computer screen brightens up the dark room. Jungwoo shrugged arms crossed over each other as he waited for Chenle to finish as well.

“She pretty much knows everyone. Besides, Chenle is her cousin,” he said with a small smirk. Jisung seemly surprised turned his head to Jungwoo. Jungwoo shook his head brushing him off.

“Not by blood. His uncle married her aunt a few years back,” he said brushing him off. Jisung nodded off turning back to you and Renjun. You leaned over Chenle to get a closer look.

Chenle had been struggling to hack into the frat houses' cameras for the past hour. After a few more failed attempts he slammed his hands onto the keyboard frustrated. He sat back in his chair hands running through his hair. “I can’t do it,” he said annoyed at himself.

“Whatever Mark and Haechan did to their system is blocking me,” he said. You sighed chewing on your lip as you watched the random letters and numbers thrown together on the screen. Wendy huffed pushing herself off the wall.

“I mean there’s gotta be another way, right? We’ve been at this for hours and I don’t think I can last any longer,” she said unable to fight the yawn that left her lips. You turned from her to Jisung. Jisung quickly reading your face shook his head. He followed as you made your way to your purse.

“Oh no don’t even-“ he said watching and missing at the attempt to snatch your phone. You dialed the number quickly holding your finger up to him as you walked away.

“What’s she doing?” Chenle asked turning in his chair. Jisung sighed. “She’s probably calling the Headmaster at Rockaway,” he said watching you exit Chenle’s bedroom.

“Why?” He asked.

“Because that’s where Haechan is,” he said with a sigh. He walked away from the door sitting on Chenle’s couch. He looked out the window lips forming a tight line. Chenle turned to Jungwoo and Wendy who both shrugged. Neither got involved when you had a phone call to make. They knew deep down everything you did would point them and you in the right direction. Just a few steps closer to Johnny.

“Not for nothing,” Jungwoo began trying his best to cease the tension once you returned. You had flicked the lights on causing everyone to wince. “Your room is fucking huge,” he said eyeing the place with an impressed smile on his lips. Chenle smiled sending him an appreciative nod.

“I designed it myself,” he said motioning to the rest of the room. He switched his computer screen back to the game he was playing before you showed. You finally looked up from your phone placing it down on his desk.

“Headmaster said he will have Haechan in later today,” you said you a confident smile. Wendy walked over to where you were. “Why do we need him again?” She asked. “Because it’s not enough to just tell people they’re horrible,” you said smile on both your lips and eyes as you looked into hers. She felt her heart jump from how prideful you looked.

“I need to show them too,” you said.

———

“I’m not helping,” he said crossing his arms over his chest. Haechan had finally arrived. However, getting him here was not the problem. It was convincing him to help that would be proven most difficult.

“You owe me,” you said to him towering over him from where he sat in Chenle’s chair. He raised a brow a scoff leaving his lips. “Owe you? After what you did?” He asked gritting his teeth. His cheeks heated up becoming a light shade of red.

“Leave us,” you said to the room. Everyone walked out Wendy was the last one to leave closing the door behind her. Once you heard it shut you walked over from the front of the desk to the side. Swiftly spun the chair he sat on and grabbed onto his collar.

“Haechan don’t fuck with me. You know after everything you’ve done to me this is the least you can do,” you said. He scoffed pushing your hands off. “What have I done to you?” He asked adjusting the collar to his shirt.

The blood rushed to your head. Sweat forms behind your ears and neck at the audacity of his words. He truthfully sat there and acted as if he did nothing wrong. You poked the inside of your mouth with your tongue trying to keep yourself calm. You couldn’t blow your top, he wouldn’t take you seriously. No one wants to listen to a screaming woman.

But there’s no more room for niceness.

“Do know what you’ve done?” You asked your eyebrow raised high, prominent arch. You let out a shakey, aggressive sigh. “Weren’t you the one my freshman year going around telling everyone I gave it up to you at a frat party because I didn’t have enough money to pay you for doing my bio project,” you said flames on your tongue. Haechan unable to fight back remains silent in the chair.

“You’re the reason I ask for no help anymore. I take and take and take and ask for nothing. No help. Why? Because of you,” you said grabbing onto his collar. With your grip and help, he lifted from the chair. You kicked the hard plastic chair back causing it to fall onto the ground. A loud bang could be heard outside. You felt the burn in your leg from the plastic. It would leave a bruise. You ignored the throbbing pain in your leg.

You never blinked as you stared into his eyes. His eyes tried to hide from yours. Looking everywhere else around Chenle's room. But your pupils found him each time.

“I would have been fine if you would have just told everyone I was poor but the fact that you told everyone I begged you to fuck me like in any universe we existed in I’d let you even get that close,” you spat venom on your tongue. Haechan turned his head slowly unable to quickly reach you from how tight you held him.

“I still hit though,” he said through breaths.

“No sweetie. I fucked you. There’s a difference,” you said licking your teeth. He raised a brow facing turning bright angry red. “How so?” He asked spit forming into the corner of his lips as he struggled to speak. “Because look how desperately you are to fuck me again,” you said motioning to how hard he was in his pants. He cursed at himself for being so weak, especially around you.

You let him go watching as he stumbled forward. Before he could run off you grabbed him by the back of his shirt choking him for a brief moment. He held onto his neck as you turned to the computer back on.

“Now pick up the chair and get to work,” you said eyes looking into his angry ones.

“Unless you want everyone to see how hard I make you even when you’re supposed to hate my guts,” you spat motioning to the door. He fixed his face quickly. Gulping as he stood up. He picked up the chair fixing it, even dusting it off with the back of his hand. He swallowed hard as he pulled the chair forward. You moved to the side watching as he placed the chair in the middle embarrassment covering his features.

He clicked the mouse watching as more of the monitors turned back on and began typing on the keyboard a choked sob in his throat and eyes burning from both the bright computer screen and you.

There was a knock at the door. Followed by the knock door slowly opened. Jungwoo poked his head in. Seeing Haechan in Chenle’s gaming chair and typing away an upset look on his face he stepped inside. You’re back facing the door. Chenle and Wendy followed behind him. You could hear their footsteps behind you. You turned your head to them.

“How’s it going?” Wendy asked nervously. They had all heard the loud bang when you kicked the chair. You nodded your head. “Fine,” you said turning away and back to Haechan. Jisung soon entered the room Haechan only looking up to see him. He snarled at the sight of him. He felt the betrayal deep in his body. Every inch of him hated Jisung for helping you and for being able to be so close to you.

Jisung made it look easy. None of the men in the house could understand why. Why did you pick him to be on your side? What made Jisung so special? You noticed Haechan getting distracted. He kept eyeing Jisung who remained by the door. You snapped your fingers in front of his face. “Hey,” you said annoyed.

He turned his eyes to you. “Get back to work,” you said with a stern nod. You sucked his teeth and rolled his eyes with a small head tilt. His fingers typed quickly again on the keyboard.

“There,” he said slamming his hands down. You hopped off the desk and walked behind him leaning over him to get a better view. You couldn’t contain your smile. Eyes glowing at you look at the screen. “I can’t believe it,” you said gasp leaving your lips. The rest of the room walked over to where you stood seeing every camera placed around the house.

“I did it can I go now?” He asked annoyed. Still slightly embarrassed due to the exchange you two both had earlier. Everyone else back away walking to different parts of the room. You turned your head to him with a nod placing your hand on his shoulder.

“Your job here is done. Good boy for listening to me,” you said with a lick of your tongue as you whispered into his ear. You saw his whole body shudder and his eyes shut for a brief moment. He suckled onto his bottom lip before releasing it to speak. “Please Y/n don’t. You know how easy it is for me,” he whispered his entire body including his mind briefly forgetting about everything you did to him. Including what happened an hour ago.

You nodded, “I know it’s pathetic,” you said stripping one last piece of his dignity that you could before you backed away. His eyes shot open realizing you two weren’t alone. He could feel the strain in his pants. He struggled to stand up. He tried his best to conceal it squirming around like a bug in water.

You chuckled leaning against a dresser and crossing your arms cockily over your chest. Haechan huffed seeing you an evil glare before he quickly stood up running out of the room hiding from everyone else.

“Okay,” you said walking over to the desk. You sat down on the gaming chair and flipped through the cameras. “Chenle come here,” you called. He came to your side watching the cameras alongside you. You pointed to the screen showing him the different rooms, especially who’s bedroom was who’s.

“Your job is to watch this. Watch these for anything suspicious. Anything that could ruin them. I know all their worst secrets are kept in this house. Assholes, they all try to protect one another,” you said eyeing the screen. You shook your head letting out a deep breath of hot air that came straight from heat in your brain.

“It ends now,” you said with a smile. You turned to Chenle standing up from your seat and sitting him where you sat replacing him with you. “You got it?” You asked your cousin. He nodded grabbing hold of his mouse and flipping through the cameras.

“After what they did to you and Jenny I’ll help,” he said with a stern nod. You hugged his shoulder and he patted your arm. You placed a soft kiss on the top of his head as you left. Grateful he was on your side. Everyone followed as you walked out of the room. Saying their goodbyes as well.

———

You all sat in the car Jungwoo took the wheel. You sat beside him in the front. Jisung and Wendy are behind you. Jisung didn’t speak much of the ride, he remained quiet like he used to. Looking outside the windows and fidgeting with his fingers. You had asked him if he was okay but his response was weak. Only a small nod. He didn’t look into your eyes nor speak.

You assumed it was just him processing seeing Haechan after everything that’s happened.

You glanced over to Jungwoo. He looked over at you as well. He could read you so well, better than Wendy can most times. The two of you had a connection. A connection you shared. Both of you had an understanding. He sent you a small smile and a nod. He reached over patting his hand on yours before he lifted it back up on the wheel.

After a few more uncomfortable beats of silence, you spoke.

"Jisung how do you know Chenle?" you asked in an attempt to make conversation. He shifted still keeping focus on the trees that past him by. "We have been friends for a while. I have no idea you knew him," he said. You chuckled, "Neither did I," you said. He nodded turning his body away. Wendy frowned looking at the disappointed look in your eyes.

You could not express nor figure out how to pull Jisung out of whatever funk he was in. You just turned away with a loud huff. You laid back onto the chair crossing your arms over your chest. You turned to the window and decided for the rest of the drive you'd watch the trees.

A few days later

You had reached your apartment phone lying flat on your coffee table as you waited for Chenle's call. You sat alone, in your empty apartment. All the staff were sent home for the rest of the day, the only maid left was the one in your room preparing your bed for the night.

You sat in silky pajamas legs pulled up to your chest and seated on your couch. The glass coffee table is empty only a glass of water and your phone lying on top. The screen of your phone was still dark. Every time it glowed and buzzed you felt your heart skip.

You had been waiting for Chenle's call. Surely he would have something. After all, you didn't send Jisung back for no reason.

But you knew deep down a part of you was relieved to have him gone, at least for a few hours. You didn't want to deal with his mopping, at least you didn't have the time to. Your time was running thin with the semester coming to an end. All the boys would return home, some of them graduating. You chewed on your lip as your eyes repeatedly peeked at your phone.

You tried to distract yourself. Grabbing the remote to your TV, flipping through the channels. You were about to give up. Relaxing on the couch until your phone rang echoing through your large apartment. You leaned forward dropping the remote seeing Chenle's name.

You instantly picked up putting the phone to your ear. "Hello?" you said grabbing your remote and shutting your TV off.

"Y/n?" Chenle called.

"Yes?" you nodded even though he couldn't see you. "Where are you?" he asked worried. The worry in his voice made your heart jump. A pit forming in your stomach. "Chenle what's wrong?" you asked leaning over and grabbing your sweater from the opposite end of the couch,

"Are you home?" he asked again worried. You nodded furiously. "Yes, I'm home. Why?" you frustrated asked. His breathing quickened. "You need to leave. They got Jisung," he said rushing his sentences. He stumbled over his words. His breathing was quick you would believe he was running.

"What?" you squinted your eyes shaking your head. You lifted from your couch. "What do you mean they got him?" you asked walking quickly over to your boots. You put both on holding your phone between your neck and ear. "Chenle," you said sternly. Upset with his lack of words.

"I'm sorry but I think they can hear me," he whispered. "What?" you asked loudly. "How?" you followed.

"They keep looking up at the camera," he said. "Who Chenle who?" you asked closing your front door and heading towards the elevator. You rapidly clicked on the button waiting for the elevator to arrive.

"Who? Chenle who? God. Can you speak," you pleaded annoyed.

"Doyoung and Jaehyun there looking right into the camera," he whispered. "I'm sorry Y/n but I think they know," he said. You didn't respond. Instead, the elevator dinged and you stepped inside.

"Are you leaving?" he whispered and yelled. "Yes," you said back. He shook his head. "No. You can't go to the house," he said worriedly.

You scoffed tapping your foot impatiently as the doors closed. "Why?" you asked low voice avoiding the couple in the elevator alongside you. "Because Y/n there-" the elevator dinged. You looked up following behind the couple only to be confronted by Johnny and Taeyong. The couple walked past them paying no mind to the pair. But you froze. They stepped in blocking your exit. The elevator doors closed behind them.

"Y/n you should probably hang up the phone," Johnny said with a small smile.

"I have something you might want to hear," he said stepping to stand beside you. Taeyong stood close behind him. Your lips formed a line. You let out a sigh. You didn't fight against him. You could Chenle calling your name through the line. You hung up placing your phone in your sweater back. You let out a breath trying to calm the rising nerves in your body.

Johnny scoffed out a small smile placing both his hands in front of each other.

"Relax Y/n. I promise what I have to tell you has nothing to do with me, or you. It has to do with us," he said.

"Love what you've done with the place," he said stepping inside. Your dog ran up to his legs, barking at both men. Your maid ran up sweeping her up. He removed his shoes. Your maid came up to him taking his jacket as well as Taeyong's. Holding the small dog close to her chest. She walked off with both. The two didn't budget used to someone putting their things away for them. The two followed you to your kitchen.

"So," you said placing your hand on the island and the other on your waist. You leaned to the side tapping your finger on the island space. Taeyong remained next to Johnny who sat down on one of the empty bar stools. "What no drinks?" he said to you. You rolled your eyes huff leaving your lips.

He chuckled. "You might need one," he said a bit more serious. You eyed him hesitantly for a moment before you offered. "What do you want?" you asked. He smiled turning away from you and to the many bottles of alcohol you had on display. He tapped his chin cockily tapping his chin. "Something strong," he said. "How bad is this news?" you asked him. Johnny sighed. "Pretty bad depending on how you view it," he said with a lit shrug. You chewed on your lip turning to your maid.

"Whiskey for him," you said. "Make that two," he said. You turned sending him a confused glance. "He's not drinking?" you asked motioning your head to Taeyong. Taeyong shook his head as well as Johnny. "He's driving," he said. You nodded in response. You turn to your maid with a sigh.

"Make it two," you said. Before she walked off you stepped closer to her. You lightly held her arm. "Make sure he doesn't try anything. Watch them closely," you whispered. She nodded a stern look in her eyes. She walked off sending Johnny a menacing glance before she disappeared to make the drinks.

"So what's your news?" you said sitting one stool away from him. Taeyong walked to stand behind the counter.

"I don't own your father's company," he said. You sat back weird expression on your face. "That's a bad thing?" you asked with a light scoff. You could feel the laughter start to erupt in your chest. He came all the way here to tell you this? There's no way he made such a trip.

He chuckled at the maid placing both drinks on the island. "Neither do you," he said grabbing onto the glass. Bringing it to his lips. He took a sip squeezing his eyes at the burning taste. "Wow, this is strong. How old is this one?" he asked. You raised a brow. "What do you mean neither do I? I signed the papers," you said.

He shook his head handing his glass to Taeyong. "No, you signed fake papers. Your father never planned to give his company," he said. "And the only reason I don't have it right now is because I decided to turn it down," he said.

"Why?" you asked. Johnny sighed sipping his glass again. "Because I realized something," he said with a point of his finger. "You destroyed the USB with our little video, right?" he asked. You nodded, "I have another but I gave it to my father," you said. Johnny nodded at your confirmation. "Well, your father destroyed it. He said he couldn't bear to finish the video," he began leaning further onto the island both hands placed on the table as he spoke.

"He kept going on and on about how it sicked him to see. He thought better of me," he said. "He even gave me this," he motioned to the bruise on his forehead.

"So what?" you said arms crossed over your chest. "You deserved it," you said jerking your head to his wound. He nodded sliding his bottom lip through his teeth. "Maybe," he said. "But another USB exists," he said. You jumped from your seat to attack him but Taeyong ran around grabbing you. You squirmed in his tight grip.

"Woah woah princess slow down. You didn't let me finish," he said putting his hands up in defense. You shook your head. Your body fighting against Taeyong. He looked up at Taeyong with wide eyes. "I told you she would try and hit me," he said motioning to your unstable frame.

"Let me go," you yelled at Taeyong. He shook his head. "Not until you calm down," He said struggling to hold you. "Y/n I promise I didn't send the video," Johnny said. You shook your head. "I don't trust you," you spat back. He nodded. "I know. But a long time ago we promised we wouldn't lie to each other. You lied to me once already. I'm doing the right thing here," he said standing up towering over you. He stepped closer to you.

"Do you think I came all this way just to tell you I sent him another USB with the exact video I told you I no longer had? I gave you the only copy that existed. No one told you to make two," he said. You huffed frustrated at the truth. "I only made one. I don't know where the other came from," you argued breathlessly still trying to release yourself from Taeyong's grasp.

"Neither do I," said Johnny. He motioned to Taeyong. "Let her go," he said. Taeyong widened his eyes. He raised a brow. "You sure?" he asked. Johnny nodded sitting back on the bar stool. "She needs to be able to trust me," he said. Taeyong slowly let you go ready to grab you again if you lunged forward. Once he let you go you dusted yourself off. Readjusting your clothes. You thought about attacking Johnny again but decided not to. Once Taeyong was sure you no longer posed a threat he stepped aside.

"Now that you've relaxed," he said watching as you eyed him sitting back down. You brought your whiskey glass to your lips taking a long swing. You placed it back down in front of you. "After me and Taeyong did our own little research we still couldn’t figure out the third person who’s been sneaking around us. I figured maybe you could answer my question,” he said with a light shrug.

“So who made another copy?" he asked. You shrugged, "I don't know. Maybe one of your boys," you spat back taking another swing. “Why do you even care?” You asked.

“Because it destroys everything,” he said sternly. It was the first time you saw him serious with you. He’d normally flash you his signature smile and send you a flirty remark about how badly you wish he’d tell you. This time he didn’t. He toned away serious expression on his face. He took another sip of his glass before placing it back down.

Johnny chuckled his body fully facing the island like nothing had happened. He held his glass in one hand elbow leaning on the table, and his other under his arm. He shook his head. "No way in hell. You did a number on them," he said. "I've seen them act in such a way," he said. You couldn't but ask how. It made you somewhat proud to know you ruined them.

"How so?" you asked eyes staring into his side profile. He sighed placing the glass down small smile on his lips. "Well for starters Yangyang doesn't even talk to other girls. Not even his best friend. He avoids all women," he said. You chuckled with a shake of your head.

"No way," you said.

"Way," he said in a teasing girl voice just to mess with you. You punched his arm. He made an o with his lips. "Stop playing," you said. Johnny chuckled rubbing his arm.

"Haechan is gone. All boys schools to sort out his 'behavior'" he said with air quotes. "I know that. I sent him back early this week," you responded. Johnny nodded turning his neck to you and glancing at you. "I know. Also nice touch with the cameras," he said. "You knew?" you asked.

"At first no. Not until Mark noticed something was off. Remember I live with two computer geeks. Well used to live with two thanks to you," he said taking a swing of his drink. You did the same.

"And the rest?" you asked. He eyed you with a teasing smile. "Just say you want to hear about Jaehyun," he said. You snarled at him turning away. He chuckled. "Mark is paranoid. He thinks you're after him. Especially since you got him kicked off the gaming club or whatever he runs," he said. "Yuta disappeared. Last I heard it had something to do with his mother. You wouldn't have anything to do with that?" he asked leaning over.

You shrugged. "Maybe,"

"And Jeno?" you asked. "Jeno? Thanks to you he got kicked off the hockey team. He was so embarrassed he dropped out," he said. You smiled proudly.

"Look at you. Proud of yourself. Don't you wanna hear about the one that started it all?" he asked sipping the last sip of his drink. You motioned your maid to refill his glass. She walked over filling it again. Johnny smiled at her with a slight nod of his head.

"Si Cheng?" you questioned.

"Who else?" he asked with a smirk. You sighed looking away. "I almost forgot about him. What happened to him?" you asked swirling your drink around. "He placed a bet on your little date," he said.

You scoffed. "He's still lying about that?" you asked. He nodded, "Pretty much. Pretty convincing for a while. Your underwear in his car. Your exact perfume on them, his car and him," he said. You gasped turning to him with wide eyes.

"My perfume?" your brow raised. "I never stepped foot in his car," you said. He shrugged. "That's what he claimed happened," he said. "I didn't believe it though. He's not your type," he said slightly nudging your shoulder. You scoffed moving away from him. A disgusted groan leaves your lips.

"All that happened was we bumped into each other. I was late and when I went to leave I fell. My stuff fell out of my bag. He must have stolen my perfume got some pair of panties from some girl and sprayed them," you said in defense.

Johnny nodded. "Sounds about right. Besides they didn't smell like you," he said with a purse of his lips. You rolled your eyes in disgust. "They had my perfume on them," you said. He shook his head. "That's not what I meant," he said.

You gagged but remained silent unsure how to respond. After some uncomfortable beats of silence on your end, you spoke. "Anyways. What happened?" you asked.

"He bet all his money it was true. He lost everything. He moved back with his family. They sent him to China," he said uncaringly.

"You don't seem to care," you said. Johnny sighed. "He's the reason you're coming for us. He fucked up, not me," he said. You nodded but didn't speak. You looked over at Johnny for a moment. If you didn't hate him with every inch of your body, you could see him as your friend.

Johnny briefly glanced over at you. Then realizing you were staring he turned a smirk on his lips. "My my my Y/n you staring," he said turning his body to face you. You shook your head brushing him off. "I'm not," you fought back unable to hide your smile.

"You like me-"

"No," you said quickly. He threw his hands up. "Ouch," he said touching his chest. You gushed. "Like you care," you said taking a swing of your drink. Johnny didn't respond he just watched your lips touch the glass.

"Y/n who made the copy?" he asked. You sighed shaking your head. "I don't know," you responded. "You sure?" he asked. "Wendy? Jungwoo? Ten?" he added. You shook your head. "None of them would ever," you said.

"Not even Jisung?" he asked. You shook your head. "There's no way," you said in defense of him. Johnny nodded backing off. "Okay," He said standing from his seat. He leaned over to you, close enough so Taeyong couldn't hear. He placed a hand on your shoulder. "Just make sure you are being safe. There's someone who's been watching us while we have been watching each other," he said quietly.

Your dog went up to his feet. This time she sniffed him. She bent down to pet her. She let him.

He backed away shortly after turning to exit the kitchen. Taeyong followed behind. Your maid came to your side but you brushed her off telling her to escort the boys.

What Johnny said sat both in your mind and in the pit of your stomach. You never considered the fact one of your friends could betray you. Johnny had no reason to lie. You could see right through his cool and confident front. He was desperate. He, for different reasons, needed to know who made the copy.

You stood up from your seat walking into your living room. You pulled out your phone calling Jisung. You waited. Your phone is ringing. By the third ring, he didn't answer the call so you hung up. Annoyed you huffed flopping onto your couch.

You remained awake the whole night. By the time the sun came up you still hadn't noticed you never fell asleep. Instead, you remained in. your living room. Tv on low and the lights dimmed. Your thoughts are loud and filled with unanswered questions about the people who know you. At least thought you knew.

The maids opened the curtains the morning sun shining through. You squinted your eyes looking up at the sky. You stood up walking to the window seeing the city surrounding you.

"Miss Y/L," one of the maids called. You turned to her intently. "Miss Wendy and Mr.Jungwoo here," she said. "For Sunday breakfast," she said. You nodded. "Is…?" you began words dying on your tongue as she shook her head. You nodded licking your lips back. "Thank you. Let her wait in the living room. I will go and change," you said. She bowed. She watched you walk away with a frown on her lips. She sent maids to attend to Jungwoo and Wendy and she followed behind you.

You walked down the hall dog on your heel as well as your maid Brenda. Brenda closed your bedroom door behind her once you both stepped inside. You noticed her but paid no mind. She tended to be nosey when it comes to your life.

"Brenda, are you here to help me? Or spy?" you asked walking into your bathroom. She shook her head grabbing hold of your bathroom items including skin care. She placed them on the bathroom counter as you brushed your teeth.

"I'm just making sure you're okay," she said with a small smile. "I know how much he means to you," she said. You spit out the paste rinsing your mouth. You turned the water off and got started on your skin. You shrugged. "It's whatever. He's just another boy," you said nonchalantly. But she knew you were hiding your feelings. She's known you your whole life, better than your mother.

"Y/n I know this may be pushing but," she handed you the cleanser. You gladly took it from her. "I want you to know I am here for you if you want to talk about it. I'm a good listener," she said another sad smile on her lips. You sighed drying off your face. You placed both of your palms on the sink. You looked at her through your mirror. "What's the point? Talking about him won't bring him back nor snap him out of whatever funk he's in," you said drying off your hands.

Brenda sighed handing you your serum. "I know but it may make you feel better," she said. You nodded patting her shoulder. "I promise later we'll talk about it. Until then I'm meeting someone later today," you said. Confused she raised her brow. "Who?" she asked. "Jaehyun," you said with a smile.

"Sorry, I can't stay for breakfast," You said to both Wendy and Jungwoo. "My father has other plans for me today," you said with an apologetic smile. You felt bad lying to your friends but you weren't too sure what to tell them. Johnny's warnings still lingered in your mind.

The two sighed but nodded understandingly. "I get it," Wendy said. "You should see your father after everything that happened. Maybe he'll back you up," she said. You nodded letting out a long sigh. "I hope so," you responded. Jungwoo came to your side patting your back.

"I'm sorry Jisung couldn't come. We tried but he said he's still upset about Haechan," he said. You huffed. "Still? I swear he's overreacting," you said. Wendy nodded agreeing. She grabbed her purse. "Okay, we'll let you go. Dinner later tonight?" she asked. You nodded with a smile. She hugged you goodbye both she and Jungwoo left.

You tapped your finger on the table in the cafe you sat in. Every time the bell at the door would ring you'd look over seeing a stranger walk in. After fifteen minutes you heard another bell and footsteps approaching.

"You are late,” you said to Jaehyun purse of your lips as he sat down. His chest heaved up and down, his cheek flushed and the tips of his ears red. He stared down at you. The tea before you hot, smoking rising from the cup. The sunglasses over your eyes concealed the excitement and fear in your iris.

He held up a letter in his hands motioning it to you.

“I know everything,” he said letting out an exhausted breath.

“He knows too,” he said with a smirk.

"I'm not even surprised you told him," you said as you sipped your tea. You placed it back down with a small shrug. "Then again when could I ever trust you?" you said.

"How do you know what I'm talking about?" he asked.

"Sit down," you replied. He obliged sitting across from you. "My father and Johnny are no longer partners. He won't listen to him, but you. He still somewhat trusts you. I know you told him everything," you said a smile creeping up on the corner of your lips. He adjusted himself in his seat. A waiter came up to him. Jaehyun ordered and the waiter walked off.

You took the letter off the table. The crumbled-up loose-leaf paper from your purse was sitting in front of you. Names are crossed out and notes are written on the side. You threw it back at him.

"Is this supposed to be threatening?" you asked him. He shook his head. "No. It's my final apology. I am sorry for what I did to you. For what I've done to you. I won't beg for you to love me or be with me. I deserve everything I get. My worst fear was losing you and I did. My greatest heartache was your disappointment," he said with a sigh fidgeting with his fingers.

"You broke my heart. You won," he said quietly. You licked your teeth.

"You know I never wanted to hurt you. I didn't intend to in the beginning. I only wanted to hurt you like you hurt me," you confessed. "I loved you," you said. He nodded looking into your concealed eyes.

"And I love you. Good luck Y/n," he said standing from his seat and leaving. He went to storm off but bumped into someone. He looked up eye meeting with Jisung. His breath cut in his throat but he didn't fight. He just stepped out of his way letting him get to you. You waited for a moment. You'd leave once Jaehyun was fully gone.

The waiter placed the coffee on the table in front of the empty seat.

Jisung searched for you. He eventually spotted you alone with two cups of coffee at your table. He rushed over to you taking the seat Jaehyun once sat in. Your eyes are wide, thankfully hidden by your glasses. He picked up the coffee sipping it. He placed it back down.

"It's good," he said. You kicked him from under the table. He groaned in pain face turning red. "I deserved that," he said. "Are you crazy?" you asked. "You ghosted me for days and the first you do is tell me the coffee is good?" you argued. You huffed rolling your eyes.

You stood up from your seat and angrily walked towards the door. Jisung quickly stood up following behind you.

"Wait Y/n," he called after you. You walked faster to your car. Driver opening the door for you. He closed it the minute you sat inside shutting it on Jisung. He huffed the driver sending him a glare before he went to the other side. Jisung wasted no time opening the door and sliding inside.

Your glasses now sitting on top of your head. You heard the door open and then close again. It startled you cuaisng your glasses to fall. You both reached down to grab them. You grabbed them first placing them on the seat.

"Get out," you said. He shook his head. "I'm sorry," he said eyes trying to meet yours. You turned your front side away facing the window. "I was just upset about seeing you and Haechan together," he pleaded seeing your chest rise and then fall, annoyed. He sighed disappointed.

"I was jealous," he confessed letting his head fall. "I was jealous seeing the two of you together even though I know you don't like him," he said. "So why did you ignore me?" you asked barely turning your neck to look at him.

“Because I was embarrassed with myself. I shouldn't have gotten so upset. I'm sorry," he said. He gently touched your side moving you around. He looked you apologetically in your eyes.

"I promise next time I get upset I'll talk to you about it so we can work it out together," he said. "Promise?" you asked. He nodded with a smile leaning down and placing a peck on your cheek.

"Promise," he said. You turned your head placing a sweet kiss on his lips. He smiled holding onto the side of your face deepening the kiss you shared. He pulled you closer to his frame but you stopped him," he frowned worried but you chuckled.

"I'm on my way to meet with my father," you said gently pushing him back. He didn't protest he nodded understandingly. "You should come with," you said breaking the tension in the car. Shocked he sat back. "Is that a good idea?" he asked. You scoffed small chuckle leaving your lips.

"Why wouldn't it be?" you asked leaning forward inches from his lips. "You nervous?" you asked eyes flicking from his eyes, to his lips then back to his eyes. He shook his head gulping hard. "No, I'm just making sure you're making the right choice," he said. "Why wouldn't I be?" you asked placing a sweet kiss on his lips. Your fingers lingered dusting the strings of his sweater. He shut his eyes relaxing into your touch.

You pulled away seeing his eyes still closed. You smiled a giggle leaving your lips. When he opened his eyes you were already looking into his. You took in your beauty from this angle. This close he could see every detail of your face. Your scar from a pimple, the curve of your lips, the shape of your eyes and nose. You looked so beautiful. Every inch of you was.

You chuckled backing away. "You're staring," you commented. He shook himself out of his thoughts.

"I couldn't help it," he said making you smile.

You turned to the driver. "Nathan started the car. Take us to my father," you said looking back at Jisung with a smile.

"It's ok Y/n. I promise I'll meet him another time," he said. Your smile fell and you nodded. "I have something I need to do. I'll call you ok?" he said as the car stopped. He leaned over placing a quick kiss on your cheek and then left.

It was a good idea that Jisung left. The meeting you assumed you'd be having was much worse than you thought.

You never thought this was where it would come to. You and Johnny Suh sitting in one of the tallest buildings in the city. Sitting in one of your Father's buildings, HeadQuarters. Both of you sat in his office your father sitting behind his high desk while the two of you sat in front of it. Security standing in all areas of the room. Some Security yours, some Johnny's but the majority your fathers.

The office was dark and cold. You always hated coming here. The large window behind your father's coal-colored desk exposed the city that surrounded you. As a kid, you would run to the window and stare below the people appearing as ants. Your father wasn't one for the arts. He was a modern man with traditional values. He was modern with his money but not his mind. Is office showed just that. A lifeless room with dark colors on the walls.

Black leather couches were placed behind for more personal, comfortable meetings with clients. However, while personal this was far from comfortable.

Your father's reactions were sure to scare you. You had been caught. You looked over at Johnny. Johnny glanced over to you with a nod. You turned back to your father.

He tapped his finger on his desk. "Recently it has been brought to my attention that you have been running around the frat house Johnny runs making trouble. Is that true?" your father asked.

You shrugged playing with the arm of the leather true. "You already know the answer. That's why you're asking," you responded annoyed. He huffed hands clasped together squeezing each other. "Y/n I'm not a part of your little game. You will not speak to me as you please. Remember I am your father," he said sternly.

You scoffed. "Since when? Since people are talking? Since mother left you?" you questioned poking at him. He slammed his fist on his desk gritting his teeth. "I won't let you destroy this business Y/n!" he yelled. "One more mistake and I'll cut you off," he warned. You shrugged cockily. "So what? Mother makes more money than you. She takes care of me very well," you said.

"Y/n I'm being serious," he said.

"Y/n listen to your daddy-"

"You shut the fuck up, Suh. I don't want to hear a sound from you or I swear I'll kill you. You're lucky your father is important to this business or so help me I'll kill you with my bare hands," he threatened. Johnny raised his hands defense shutting his mouth. He turned back to you.

"As for you," he pointed. "You're going to live with your mother for the rest of the semester. You can finish school online but you can't be here," he said. You shook your head. "No, I'm not," you spoke back. He raised a brow. "Oh really? Well, I pay for your apartment in the city remember?" he threw in your face.

"Mother can buy me another," you argued as he stood up walking to you. His chest puffed out as he walked further. Nostrils flared as you continued to speak.

"She can buy me a bigger one too. At least she fills up the Y/n-shaped hole in her heart with reliable money. Tell me Father where does your source of income come from again," you said standing up in his face. He reached his hand behind and swung slapping you square in the face.He hit you so hard you fell. Everyone jerked forward shocked.

The minute you hit the floor the shock hit you. Never in your life did your father put his hands on you. He yelled and said the most harmful things to you. But he never hit you and you said worst things to him in the past. He just shuts you out. Avoid you for weeks sometimes months. This only means whatever you did this time cost him a whole lot more than money. The security plus Johnny moved to help you but your father cursed.

"Step back all of you!" he huffed chest rising up and down. He bends down to your level on the ground. You held the side of your face that burned. "Let me explain something to you. And I'll only explain it once to pay attention," he said grabbing onto your hair. You winced in pain.

"If I ever find out again you made another little video to get revenge on some stupid college boys I'll do worse you," he warned anger spilling from his tongue. “How could you be so stupid?” He asked the young hoping you could give him a good enough reason to do something like that. He felt a pull at his heart. He failed at protecting you. He failed as your father. It’s his fault you got hurt. You came up with such plans. He should have taken better care of you. He should have shown you how much he adored and loved you. Instead he’s left with a broken heart and no one to blame but himself.

You winced holding onto his hand that held your head. "I never clicked play," you did your best to get out trying to remove his strong grip. He placed you on the ground turning to Johnny.

"Is that true?" he asked him. Johnny nodded. Your father foamed at the mouth. He turned away from Johnny and looked to his security. "Block him before I kill him," he ordered. They all ran to his side few helping you up. When you finally stood up you laughed. Your father stopped walking to his desk, and the rest of the room stopped moving.

"Y/n…" he began. "No," you said dropping your smile and raising your finger.

"You hit me, you threw me on the ground father," you said walking up to him. He didn't move he only turned his body to you.

“You arranged marriages for me, you made me sign fake papers, and you believed I recorded myself for revenge," you scoffed hands hitting your side. "Tell me father what video between a man and a woman is beneficial for the girl?" you asked in the form of a question. He only stammered unable to respond.

"I did everything, Jaehyun told me he told you. I did it because they were all just like you," you pointed poking his chest hard. "They lie and use me. They cheat and treat me as if I'm an object. Guess I shouldn't take it too personally though," you said shrugging looking off to Johnny and then back at your father. "They treat every woman the same. I'm just one of many," you said crossing your arms over your chest.

"I did everything for you," he said feeling bad. He let his anger get the best of him again. He just wanted to hit you for being so stupid. At least stupid enough to film a video and use it.

The guilt sunk into his chest. He could see how you winced every time the cool air touched the right side of your face. He for the first time truly was seeing the consequences of his actions. He slowly started to realize every time you spoke, he was losing you inch by inch. Piece by piece you were getting rid of him too.

"You are nothing to me anymore Father. Not even a bank," you said out of anger. He was doing this for you? Forced marriages and unfair punishments are something no one deserves. You went to walk away but he called out for you.

"Y/n you can't leave," he said. You scoffed. "Why not?" you asked.

"Because that paper you signed was a marriage contract," he confessed. You stopped your motion. Your heart sank below. You slowly turned to him. "What?" you asked. Pit in your stomach boiling up to the surface.

"The papers were for a real contract. Just not to the company," he said backing away.

You felt full wrath throughout your veins. If you didn't hate him before you hated him now. "Married? To who?" you asked. You pointed to Johnny. "Him?" he shook his head. "Jaehyun?" you asked taking a step back. He shook his head again.

"Then who?" you asked more confused than angry.

The door opened and closed behind you.

"No," he said. "Me," you turned following the sound of the voice. There stood Ten at the doorway dressed in an all-black suit. His hair gelled and slicked back. You felt the sob in your throat get stuck. "Ten?" you questioned. "How could you?" you asked. He smirked as he walked inside.

Your eyes widened. Your heart stopped beating for a moment. Not a muscle in your body wanted to turn. You shut your eyes for a moment praying this was a dream. A nightmare you'd wake from once he went to touch you. But it was real.

"Just make sure you are being safe. There's someone who's been watching us while we have been watching each other," He was right. This entire time.

You were watching Johnny.

Johnny was watching you.

But no one was watching him.

You finally turned to him. He stepped into the room hands out in pride and a proud smile on his lips. "What? Didn't expect to see me?" he said. "I promise I'll show," he said coming to your side. You stepped away from him.

"Ten it was you? You made the copy and sent it to my dad?" you asked. He nodded. "I was wondering when you'd figure that out," he said. "Maybe you're not as smart as you seen," he said floating away from you and to your father’s unoccupied desk. He sat down in his chair and spun side to side in the black leather chair.

"I thought I could trust you?" you said a puff in your chest. Your hurt quickly switches to anger.

He shrugged. "You should have paid more attention," he smirked signing his name on the contract. Taking everything from you. "How could this be? I thought you cared about me?" you asked feeling your heart swell seeing one of your best friends ruin everything you worked for.

Ten smirked as he placed the papers on the desk. You looked over at your father tears glossing over your eyes. He only shrugged hands held up. There was nothing he could do. Small beats of silence passed as you tried to process everything.

"How come the prettiest flowers have to die?" he asked an airy chuckle leaving his lips. as got comfortable in the black chair.

"Man, you are so easy to lie to. All I had to do was fight your stupid little boyfriend you folded so quickly. It's pathetic honestly. You're just like them," he spat. You walked up to him smacking him across his face.

Ten heads remained to the side throbbing in pain. He moved his jaw around as he turned back. His cheek was an angry red color. "I'll let that slide since you're angry," he said.

"I thought you were my friend?" you yelled face on fire. He sighed with a shrug. "It's not personal sweetheart. Just business," he said. "Some of us aren't as nice as we seem," he said remaining by Ten's side.

"Security remove them," Ten motioned to you, Johnny, and your father. They followed his orders grabbing onto you. Your eyes met Tens. "You won't get away with this," you said.

He pucker his lips tilting his head. "Awe. I already have," he said as the door shut in your face. All three of you were thrown out onto the street. You argued with the guards but they didn't budge. You were no longer welcome here. Your father eventually walked off saying his goodbyes.

Johnny remained alongside you. After exhausting yourself you turned seeing Wendy and Jungwoo leaning against his car. You eyed her. She smiled at you waving.

"I was hoping to see you," she said. Before she could finish your hand came from behind your head and across her face. She fell onto the ground in pain. "What the fuck?!" she cursed looking above to meet your eyes. "Are you crazy?" she yelled standing back up. Jungwoo gasped loudly. "What the hell?" he questioned.

You went after Jungwoo next but Johnny grabbed onto you holding you back.

"I can see where you get it from now," he commented. You ignored his words trying to pry him off. "What is wrong with her?" she asked. Johnny turned to her. "Like you don't know," he spat. She shook her head frustrated and lost.

"No I don't care to fill me in asshole," she argued. He huffed. "Your little boyfriend just played us, all of us. He took everything, her father's business, and ruined her plans," he said to her. They both widened and stepped back. They both had no idea what was going on just as lost as you. They were only with Ten and Jisung because Ten said he wanted to fix things. She had no idea his true intentions.

He nodded struggling to hold you. You slipped from his grip and onto the ground. You stood back up dusting yourself off.

"No way," Jungwoo said. You let out a cough as you looked over at the both of them. "I'm sorry for my behavior," you said. "I thought you were with him," you said. They both nodded. "It's okay. Just next time talk to us before you attack girl," said Jungwoo. You nodded walking over to them. The minute their arms wrapped around you, you cried.

A few days later.

Your house was quiet. So lost in thought you couldn't make a sound. How could you have missed the signs? The time he spent away was just spent plotting? The fight with Ten the whole thing was fake. So committed to his role he pretended to be your friend. Ten even tried to convince you to not trust Jisung.

Where did he even find the time to plot? He spent most of his time with you. You assumed he got to work after the fight between Jisung and him. The knock on your bedroom door stole you from your thoughts.

"Come in," you said. Jisung walked in Brenda closed the door behind her leaving the two of you alone. He came to your side climbing into your bed. He crawled beside you holding onto you. You laid your head on his chest feeling your eyes burn. Your lip quivered and your chest heated up.

“How could I have been so stupid?" you asked him. He shook his head leaning his head down to face you. He placed a gentle kiss on your forehead. You shut your eyes for a moment.

"You're not stupid. Anyone would have been fooled. I mean we all were," he said. You nodded a part of you grateful you weren't alone in this. You sighed. "I thought he was my best friend.," you said staring at an empty corner in your room. "I thought we'd just talk about things and we'd be okay," you said sadness in your tone.

"I know," he said letting out a sigh. He held onto you wrapping you in a hug. "I know,"

"Are mad at me?" you asked him. He remained holding you. "Why would I be mad?" he asked.

"Because I'm married," you said. He shook his head. "You're not married. So what if the paper says so? You're with me. Ten tricked you. It doesn't count," he reassured you. You nodded and snuggled up into his chest.

The two of you remained like this for a moment before Brenda knocked on the door again.

"Yes?" you asked. "You have a visitor," she said.

"Who?" you asked.

"Mr. Taeyong," she said. Confused you and Jisung both looked up at each other to slip out of bed and to the door. You put on your house slides and opened the door. Seeing Taeyong standing right outside of it.

"Johnny sent me because he couldn't make it," he said.

"Why?" Jisung asked. He looked away from him and at you.

"He has a plan to take Ten down. But that's only if you want to be a part of it. If not he will take them down himself after all they took something of great worth to him too," he said.

"Who?" you asked.

"You," he pointed. You scoffed going to close the door. "I'm not his property," you said. Taeyong swiftly stopped the door with his foot. He shook his head. "No not in that way. I think we both know for a while Mr.Suh has been interested in you. He may have a weird way of showing so but he's changed," he said.

"Stop trying to make Johnny seem like the better option. I'll only work with him to take Ten down. Nothing more or less," you said. Taeyong nodded with a smile. "Very well. You may meet with Johnny tomorrow to discuss the details," he said. He eyed you up and down seeing you in leggings and an oversized shirt.

"Make sure to come prepared for business. Lots of meetings," he said as he said goodnight to both of you. Brenda quickly escorted him out trying to keep up with his quick pace.

"No way you're working with Johnny? Right after Ten," Jisung commented. You went to your closet picking out an outfit. "What other choice do I have?" you asked. He just sighed flopping onto your bed. You never learn.

"Alright I'm here," you said as you stepped into Johnny's limo Jisung next to you holding onto your hand. He had been there for you all week. Even spending the night to make sure you were okay. The driver closed the door behind you stepping into the driver's seat soon after. "What's the plan?' you asked Johnny. He put his phone down handing it to Taeyong who held onto the device. He placed one leg over the other handing you a drink.

"Drink?" he offered. You shook your head. "Johnny I'm not here for games," you said. He placed the drink down into the hold deciding not to protest your refusal. "What's the plan?" you asked. He signed. He turned to Taeyong. "The file," he said. Taeyong nodded opening up his briefcase and handing Johnny a yellow file.

"Huh?' you questioned. "Taeyong is studying to be a lawyer. My actual lawyer is there already. Taeyong just helps me look into the stuff he can't," he said flipping through the file. "I'm good at finding things," he spoke proudly.

"What's that?" you asked leaning over and reading Ten's name on the envelope. "It's everything I have on Ten. Every bad thing he's done and other things that just make him look bad," he said flipping through the pages.

"Wow you have a lot of stuff," you said eyes following the pages Johnny turned.

"Yeah I'm assuming he never told you," he said. You shook your head confused. "Tell me what?" you asked Johnny. They both looked at each other. Taeyong nodded and Johnny sighed. "Our friend Ten has a bit of a past," he said.

"What kind of past?" you asked sitting back. Johnny shook his head "Nothing too terrible," he said. "He's dealt for Jaemin a few times, fought with Haechan, physically," he said continuing the list. You remained stunned the more he spoke. You couldn't believe you knew nothing about this boy and he knew everything about you.

"He also lied about his relationship with us. He lived with us," he said. "Really?" you asked shocked. You looked over at Jisung but he shook his head. "I had no clue," he said.

"He moved out before Jisung moved in," Taeyong said. You nodded looking away from Jisung. The more you found out the more hurt you felt. He did use you.

He nodded. "Yup. We all knew he liked you. Ten just wanted something of his own. It seemed like he always had something to prove," he said. Taeyong nodded in agreement. "He helped you destroy their lives, he got you and a chunk of your father's business," he said closing the file and placing it in his lap.

"Looks like he did it," he said looking off. "Did what?" you asked.

"Seems like he's won," he said. Taeyong frowned head falling. But you remained confident. If you could take down some of the most powerful boys in the entire country, what was one less useless boy on your way to success?

"His victory will be short-lived," you said. Johnny turned to you with an impressed smile. "That's my girl," Jisung said kissing your cheek.

You both entered the room leaving Taeyong and Jisung alone in the limo. When you walked in your father sat at the table across from where you would sit. You eyed Johnny for not telling you he'd be here. He must shrugged it off confidently walking to his seat right next to you.

Ten also sat at the long conference table. You felt your body freeze for a moment seeing Ten. Johnny noticed and bent down to your ear. "Relax remember he's just a silly little boy trying to prove something to his daddy," he said. Feeling assured you sat down next to the lawyer.

"My client signed the marriage form unknowingly. Her father tricked her into doing so," your lawyer argued. You nodded trying to keep your focus on your father. Which was proving to be difficult being that you could feel Ten's bright burn on you.

His eyes watching you closely. You wanted to call him out, say something but knew this was not the time nor place. Johnny noticed. He placed his hand on top of yours underneath the table. Placing his big hand over yours. It slowly calmed you down.

"Legally they are married," the other lawyer said. "Ten has full access to the business as long as the two are married," he said. "I need a moment," you said to Johnny. He nodded and you turned to the judge. "May I please step out for a moment," you asked. She nodded. You stood up and he followed you out.

"Shouldn't I follow her out?" Ten asked. "She's my wife after all," he cockily sat in his seat a smirk rising on his lips. You scoffed looking over at the judge. "This is who you want me to stay married to you?" you questioned before leaving.

You leaned against the wall head in your hands. Johnny stepped out looking down the hallway seeing you. He walked over to where you sat on the ground near the water fountain. You looked up for a brief moment seeing Johnny.

"What am I gonna do Johnny? I can stay married to him," you cried. Johnny had never seen you this way. Normally you'd be at his throat any moment you could get. But now you were partners, he was helping you take them down and you still didn't know why.

"Johnny?" you called. He nodded. "Yea?" he said. "Why are you helping me?" you asked. He sighed sitting beside you. He huffed smirk on his lips. "Because I'm the best," he joked. He rolled your eyes. "I'm serious," you said. He sighed a smile on his lips. "Fine. It's because I want to make things right," he said.

"I should have never taken a video of you without your consent. I'm sorry for hurting you and ruining your relationship with Jaehyun. I'm also sorry for being a part of the reason we're here in the first place," he said with a sigh.

"Johnny," you called. "You promised," you said and he shook his head turning to you. "And that promise I will keep, forever. I told you I'd never lie to you and I'm not. Sure I have in the past, but I'm not perfect. But right now I'm telling you the truth," he said lifting your chin with the pad of his thumb. He wiped your tears away.

"You're too pretty to cry," he said sincerely. He stared deep into your eyes. It felt like he was looking right into your soul.

"I'm sorry," he said. You chuckled. "My enemy is my friend," you said wiping away another tear. He nodded with a smile. "Friend? I think I like that," He said a warm feeling in his chest. He sighed, "Now come on put on your big girl pants, and let's get you that business," he said. You felt your confidence start to flow back into your body. You nodded.

"Let's do it," you said walking back alongside him.

"Since the two parties can not get a divorce until they are married for two years I can not divorce them," the judge spoke. "However, since Miss Y/N was tricked into signing the papers they shall be dismissed as ineligible and will not be seen as marriage. Meaning the business no longer has Ten and returns to the original owner," she said. "Until Y/n marry then the business shall be hers," she said.

"Case dismiss-"

"Wait!" your father said. He turned to you. "I've only ever wanted what's best for you Y/n. I'm sorry I assumed you needed a partner to run my business, to take care of you. I just couldn't trust that you'd succeed. But I realize now you are exactly the person I'd want to run my company," he said.

"That's wonderful sir but it says she still needs to be married and her partner will own it not her," she said. Your father nodded. "I know. But if her partner wants to give her the company, they can," he said to you. "Really?" you asked. He nodded. Your smile was wide until it fell. "I have no one to marry," you said.

Ten chuckled seeing you'd still fail.

"I'll get Jisung," your father said. "You can't leave," the judge said. "If that boy is not in the room it won't count," she said.

"I'll do it," Johnny said. "I'll marry her and after two years if she wants a divorce I'll sign the papers," he said. The two men rose in their chairs at his words. They couldn't believe what they were hearing. Johnny of all people wanted to get married. You sook your head holding onto his arm.

"Johnny you don't have to do this. You've done enough," you pleaded. He shook his head looking into your eyes.

"I'm not doing it for me. I'm doing it for you. You've come this far. It's the least I can do," he said. You let your arm fall giving up on changing his mind. At this point, two years with Johnny was better than with Ten.

The papers were handed to him. You both signed the contract with your father as your witness. The two of you are now married in the eyes of the law. "I want to give her everything," he said. Johnny signed the company off to you and you officially became the full owner of your father's company. He couldn't be any more proud of you.

Jisung and Ten couldn't believe it. Everything was stripped away from them so quickly. "So as your first order of business. What do you wish to do Chairwoman Y/n?" Johnny asked. You smiled looking away from him and at Ten.

"Get these men out of my building. They are no longer welcome here," you said. Johnny smirked. "As you wish, honey," he said motioning the guards to remove them. Ten dropped to his knees in front of you begging you.

"Please Y/n forgive me. I love you," he said. You scoffed turning away. He grabbed onto your leg. "He made me do it! He threatened me!" he shouted as you tried to throw him off your leg. Johnny jumped up but security got involved grabbing onto Ten and throwing him out. You all left the building. Jisung came up to you with a smile on his face. "So what did the judge say?" he asked. You signed disappointed. "What?" he asked.

"She let her divorce Ten. But to get the company she had to marry someone. She married me but I have no poor intentions. I don't wish to ruin your relationship," he said holding his hand out to Jisung. Jisung was caught off guard by Johnny. Johnny had never really looked him in the eye before. He usually brushed past him in their shared house.

"I'm sorry for how I treated you Jisung. You may be a dork but you are kind and good to Y/n. That's all I want for her," he said. Jisung looked down at Johnny's hand and then at Johnny. Half of a smile appeared on his lips as he took Johnny's hand in his. The two men shook hands then Johnny left.

He stood beside Taeyong watching as your father walked up to both you and Jisung. He sighed at the sight.

"Are you okay?" Taeyong asked. Johnny nodded. "I will be," he said.

"You won't fight for her?" he asked both men watching you. Johnny shook his head. "Any chance I had was destroyed the night I took that video. She'll never be able to see anything else but that, no matter how hard we both try," he said putting both his hands in his pockets.

"The best thing I can do is leave her alone," he said. Taeyong turned to Johnny. "But you love her," he said. Johnny nodded, "I know. But as the new man I want to become. The only way I can make her happy is by letting her go," he said with a smile watching as Jisung and your father shook hands. He patted Jisung's shoulder and he looked down at you with the most loving look in his eyes.

Johnny knew he couldn't give you that. He knew the game of cat and mouse was over. It was time to grow up. Become a better person so he would no longer hurt the people around him, especially the people he loved. He promised himself the next time a girl like you came into his life he wouldn't treat her like he treated you.

Only a girl like you would never exist in his world. Because there's only one you and that's something he accepted. As he watched over the last months Jisung fell in love with you.

Taeyong scoffed crossing his arms over his chest. "How long did you know?" he asked. Johnny chuckled looking away. "I don't know what you're talking about," he said. Taeyong shook his head poking the inside of his mouth with his tongue. "You were never gonna send that video. You knew he loved her," he said.

"I knew since she approached him in our Anatomy class. She didn't notice me in the back but I was there," he said. You turned your head seeing Johnny was still there alongside Taeyong. You stared at him sending him a small wave. He waved back with a smile. He watched you turn back to Jisung holding onto his arm and laying your head on his shoulder.

Your father walked the two of you to his black limo. You wanted to peek at Johnny but didn't. He was the past. You sat in the limo beside Jisung as your father took the two of you to lunch.

Johnny watched the limo drive off. Once it was out of sight he sat inside his own Taeyong following behind. The limo took off in the opposite direction of yours.

“Your father seems to like me,” Jisung said as the two of you stepped inside your apartment. You both removed your shoes and jackets. You smiled as you removed your heels. You nodded. “It seems so. I’m still upset with him though,” you said going up to Jisung. He scrunched his lips in a frown. He pulled you into his embrace.

“Jisung,” you called face in his chest. You could feel his chest rise and fall. The warmth from his body fills yours.

“Yes?” He asked looking down at the top of your head.

“What happens now?” You asked. “What happens with all those boys?” You asked arms wrapping around him tighter. He sighed. “Well since you exposed them they all got kicked out of the Frat and I’m assuming it’s the same for school,” he said. You released him staring up into his eyes surreal written on your face.

“Really?” You asked. “How? Johnny and Jaehyun would never,” you said surprised. Jisung chuckled letting his arms fall from your back to your waist pulling you closer to him as you both walked over to your bedroom.

“It was Johnny’s idea. Jaehyun just agreed,” he said arms wrapped around your back. His front is close to your back. Your hands held onto his strong veiny arms. He placed a tender kiss on the side of your head. You turned the knob to your door. Jisung closed it with his foot. You both walked over to your bed sitting at the edge. Jisung followed sitting beside you.

“So they're all gone?” You asked. Jisung nodded. You hadn’t even realized their disappearance, only Yuta’s. You knew exposing them would hurt them but getting kicked out. You had no idea the school was on your side. “Johnny stepped down as well as a leader. He’s about to graduate anyway,” he said. “He left it to Jaehyun who will leave it to someone else in the future,” he said laying his arms back and using them to hold his body up.

You smiled proud of yourself. You had managed to destroy both their personal, family, and school lives. All of them would pay for their crimes. All of them hurt people, including Johnny you seemed to have been doing your best to make things right between him and you. You just wished he could fix things with the other girls he hurt, like Wendy.

You let out a sigh feeling a huge weight lifted off your shoulders. “It’s finally over,” you said looking towards your window. You then looked back at Jisung with a smile. His lips motioned yours, he’d been staring at them the whole time. “Time to celebrate,” you said eyes flicking from his, to his lips, and back to his.

He shook his head looking away. He chuckled rubbing his eyes. “You have to stop doing that,” he said. You giggled leaning closer to him. Hands pawing at your bed. “Like what?” You asked wide eyes looking at his. He chewed his lip focusing on the part between yours. Your eyes wide staring into his.

“Fuck,” he cursed under his breath. Just off your intense stare alone, he could feel the twitch in his pants. You looked down from his eyes and this time at his cock. You looked back up into his sitting closer to him. “Jisung,” you called just below a whisper. He gulped. “Yes?” He asked his voice dropping an octave.

“Will you celebrate with me?” You asked your words dropping from your lips like a magic spell. He felt tranced by the sound of your voice. If you kept talking to him like that he’d exploded. He nodded jaw slacking. “Yea,” he said eyes still trained on yours. You giggled darkly. “What should do to celebrate?” You asked. Your hand met his neck creeping its way down his body. He watched your hand for a moment slide down his chest slowly.

“Should I reward you for everything you’ve done for me? Wrap my lips around your cock and make you feel good?” You asked voice hushed and soft like silk. Jisung sucked in a breath. His dick twitched in his pants. He chewed on his lip watching as your hand inched its way closer. Hovering over his dick your hand wrapped around it squeezing him. He groaned head falling back.

“Y/n please,” begged subtly trying to fuck his cock in your hand.

It was so hot. Watching Jisung squirm under your touch. His long hair was already a mess. Sweat formed on his forehead making a few hairs stick onto his forehead. His lips parted soft groans escaped his lips. You palmed him just above his jeans. You could feel his cock hardened in the grip of your hand.

You cooed at his reactions. His lips puffy and pouting out. His dazed eyes look into yours. Then you realized you didn't want to ruin him. You wouldn't treat him like the boys you had been with. You wanted ownership and control. With Jisung you could relax. Please him and still feel confident in your skin.

The idea of making Jisung feel good. Helping him reach his high went straight from your head to your pussy. You leaned over smirk on your lips. You couldn’t help it. You engulfed his lips with yours. He whined into your mouth hands reaching up and grabbing onto your hair. The kiss is passionate and full of hunger. You'd both been waiting for this. After months of tension and longing stares of want we're finally reaching the surface.

The desire for each other made you both mad. You wanted nothing more than to fuck him and make him feel good. Jisung had the same desires as you. Desperate to please you. Clinging onto your frame when you pulled away from his lips. He softly bit into your bottom lip pulling you closer to his mouth. His lips quickly on yours again.

When you both finally pulled away your chest rose up and down. Faces flushed, the tips of his ears red. "Y/n I want you so badly. I need you baby it hurts," he whined pushing his throbbing dick into your hand that remained covering it. You frowned leaning close to him.

"How can I make it go away?" you asked teasing tone in your voice. He shuddered feeling you squeeze him again. Tingles ran down his spine. His fingers gripped onto the sheets of your bed. His other hand wraps around the small of your back and squeezes onto your love handles.

"Touch me," he hushed, begging onto your lips. His pleading eyes looked into yours. He needed you so badly that it hurt him. He couldn't begin to understand. He never realized how badly he could desperately want another person. You tenderly kissed his jaw, kissing your way down the rest of his body.

You reached his exposed neckline breaking away only to pull his shirt over his head. His hair flopped down into place. His chest rose and fell. Your eyes danced around his naked torso. Lines carved out forming a v to his cock. You licked your lips. Jisung started to feel a little shy under your stare. You smiled up at him feeling his body tense. You kissed your way down his body.

He wanted nothing more than to flip you over. Shove his mouth between your legs and devour your pussy like a starved man. That day he tasted you on his fingers he swore when the opportunity came he'd taste every inch of you. He dreams about your sweet taste. He knew now in this moment he'd have to wait before he could explore your body. This time you'd take your time. Make him feel good. Silently thanking him for being there.

He didn't expect this from you. He just wanted to remain by your side for as long as you'd have him. He loved you more than anyone else in this world. He'd have his time with you. He'd give you everything if you wanted it.

But for now, he'd let you do whatever you'd like.

You pushed him back. His body lying flat on your bed. Leaning to your side you unbuckled his belt. Undoing his button he lifted his ass allowing you to remove his clothes. He went to reach out to touch you but you backed away shaking your head.

"I want to try this," you said. He raised a brow sitting up a little. "You've never given head before?" he asked a little confused. If you had never said anything he would have believed you had. You were making him feel so good before you even touched him. He thought you knew what you were doing.

You shook your head playing with the outline of his boxers. "No. My mother told me to never do it. She would say, "He already has you in his bedroom. Why do you need to do anymore?" you said a small chuckle leaving your lips. Jisung's eyes followed yours and your hands outlining his hard cock. A patch of wetness on his boxers. You sighed looking down at his cock squeezing his tip with your fingers.

He groaned loud bucking his hips upwards. "But you're not just any man. You're the man I love," you said looking into his eyes. He smiled wide your words touching his heart. Dancing through his mind. Your confession almost made him forget your wet lips were inches away from his dick.

You peeled back his underwear hard cock springing out angry and red. The cool air in your bedroom made him shudder.

Your intense gaze not helping. His dick glistened covered in precum. Curious hands of yours reached up grabbing the base of his cock. You jerked him watching as his jaw fell open. He couldn't tell which aroused him more. Seeing you with his cock in your hands or how good the small motion made him feel.

He twitched in your hand once your mouth inched closer. Your lips parted only wrapping around his tip. "Fuckkkk," he cursed his head falling back. Loud earthy groans erupted from his chest once you inched his way down your throat. You felt the gag coming but held it. You couldn't stop. He felt so heavy and hot on your tongue.

You sucked his dick slurring on his cock. His hands reached up grabbing a fist full of your hair and turning it into a ponytail. He wouldn't last long like this. Either he fucked you or played with your pussy well enough to make you cum. "Fuck Y/n your mouth feels so fucking good," he moaned eyes shutting and jaw slack. He looked down for a moment seeing his dick disappear past your lips.

He felt like exploding. But not like this. He didn't wanna cum in your mouth. He pulled you both his whole body tense. He felt like folding but didn't. You sat back wiping your mouth with the back of your hand and licking the rest of his precum mixed with your spit on the side of your mouth.

"Was I bad?" you innocently asked. Jisung sat further onto your bed shaking his head. His lips parted and his chest glistened with sweat. "No baby. You are perfect," he said. You felt the praise go straight to your head. Unable to hide the smile on your lips. He turned to you crawling to your side dick still hard and standing thick and tall.

"It was just too much. It felt too good," he said. He played with the hem of your shirt. You smiled lifting it over your head. He leaned forward lips close to your ear. His hand reached around to your white bra. With one hand he unclipped your bra watching it fall onto the ground.

"Now let me return the favor," he said. You giggled and he smiled. His hand gently laid you on your bed. He kissed your lips then made his way down your jaw, reaching your neckline and soon the valley of your breast. He moved his mouth over. Hot lips engulf your nipple. Flicking it with his tongue. His hand massaging the other one. Your hand reached up into his hair. Airy breaths escaped your lips. You wrapped your legs around him. Grinding your thinly covered pussy over his exposed stiff cock.

"Fuck Ji I need you so badly," you moaned. His lips still wrapped around your nipple. He nodded his hand traveling down your body. "I know baby I know. I'm gonna take good care of you," he said placing a kiss on your nipple. His hand slid past the waistline of your long flowy brown skirt. He went to lift your panties but found none. His eyes glowed as he felt the softness of your skin.

"No panties?" he teased raising his brow. His fingers traveled to your naked pussy scouting up your wetness and circling it around your clit. "Bad girl," he teased pressing down on your clit. You groaned loudly, louder than you ever have before. It made you nervous knowing you had a full staff working today. You covered your mouth but Jisung reached up removing it from your puckered lips.

He spoke no words to you just fucked his fingers into you preparing you for his cock. "Jisung please I need you," you whined. He nodded. "I know baby but let me get you ready," he said lifting your skirt with his free hand. "Besides I haven't even been able to taste you again," he said with a smirk. His fingers slipped out of you. He pulled the skirt off your body exposing your naked frame to the room.

He couldn't help the drool that pooled at the corners of his mouth. He could see every curve of your body. The curve of your breast, hips, and ass. Every inch of your body is perfect to him. It made his cock twitch. He covered himself with his hands as he admired you. He didn't jerk off, he just admired concealing himself for a moment before he watched as you spread your legs open wide for him.

He gawked at the sight of your glistening core. He wasted no time preparing you. He launched down and like a starved man he ate every inch of your pussy. He licked and sucked on your clit his fingers toying with your entrance. He fucked one finger inside soon followed by another. Both fingers are soaked with your wetness. He pressed your body down with his free hand continuing his assault on your clit. He craved your taste. He was so grateful to have you under your pussy in his mouth. It was his turn to give you everything.

You were unable to control the sounds that left your lips. Head tossing and turning. Your hands gripping tightly onto his thick dark high. Rutting your poussy against his pink lips. His waist fucking into your mattress the more you used his face. No one had ever made you feel like Jisung did. The way he wasn't eating you just to get it over with but to make you feel amazing. To help you and be the reason you feel euphoric. Whatever it was and what he was doing felt too good to let go. You made sure he was yours after this.

His skills shocked you. You already knew he was good with his hands but his mouth too? You couldn't help but wonder what his cock would feel like deep inside you.

"Jisung baby I'm so close," you moaned tightly holding onto his hair. He tilted his head up fingers still deep and curved inside you. "Cum in my mouth baby let me taste more of you," he said breathlessly. A few more licks and you came hard in his mouth. He groaned into your pussy sending vibrations throughout your body. Jisung spilled onto your mattress as well. Unable to control himself.

He distracted himself allowing himself time to get hard again but sucking up all your cum and taking some of it on his fingers. He lifted his two fingers to your lips. You opened your mouth for him sucking both fingers past your lips. The scene itself was enough to make him hard again.

He aligned himself at your entrance then realized he wasn't wearing a condom. "Y/n do you want me to wear a condom?" he asked. You lifted yourself on your elbows shaking your head.

"No it's fine I'm on the pill," you said. "Besides," you smiled. "I want to feel you," you said teasing smile. He sent you one back. Grabbing onto his dick he aligned it at your entrance. He slowly pushed his head into you. His tip slowly inching inside.

He sank further and further into your tight pussy waiting for you to let him know when he could move. He held his breath the entire time apart of him afraid to fuck things up. He needed this to be perfect for you. He needed every time you were with him to feel good. He wanted to make you feel this good every day. There was a slight pain once he fully bottomed inside you. You tried to ignore it. The burning you felt.

After a few silent beats of unsteady breathing, you tapped his bicep to move. He moved slow at first his face contorted in pleasure. He wasn't even fucking you yet and he already felt so close to bursting. He lifted you flipping you both over so you'd be on top. Legs on either side of him. You rocked your hops forward picking up speed. Jisung held onto your waist and back tightly nails digging into your plush skin.

You bounced on his cock head falling back in a daze. "Fuck Ji," you cursed. He sat up tightly gripping your waist and fucking fast into you. He slammed himself into you hard picking up his pace. From this angle, he was so close to you. The front of your body pressed against his. Both your bodies are connected mixed with sweat and cum. He groaned loudly feeling you squeeze around him.

He was losing his mind. You were lost in the feeling. "Fuck baby I love you," he moaned and you smiled moving some strains of hair from his face. You leaned down placing a passionate kiss on his hot lips. When you pulled apart your forehead rested on his. "I love you too," you said back. He smiled brightly still at a loss for words. Unable to steady his breathing at the feeling of you wrapped around him so deliciously tight.

"Faster Ji," you moaned head falling back. He flipped the two of you over. Lifting your legs around his waist. He grabbed onto yours angling your body and spreading you wide. His cock digging deeper into your pussy. He was so deep inside you his dick with a slight curve brushed over your spot. You moaned out loud almost choking. Jisung smirked quickening his pace.

"That feel good?" he asked between breaths. You nodded but he shook his head. "Words baby or I'll stop," he lied. "It feels so good Jisung," you moaned eyes shut lost in pleasure. "Good girl," he said. His eyes traveled down to where his dick disappeared inside you. "Fuck baby I could fuck you for hours," he said feeling himself getting closer to his high.

You raised your brow growing a smirk on your lips. "What's stopping you?" you asked playfully. Your hand reached around him pulling him closer to you. The other held on tightly to your sheet like it would save you from Jisung's dick that drilled inside you.

"Fuck baby I'm so close," you moaned head falling back. Your moans grew louder and pussy tightened around his cock. He reached his hand around his fingers circling your clit. Your moans are higher pitched with the added feeling. Both of you loud groans echo in your bedroom. He gritted his teeth determined to bring you both there. He felt your release. Your pussy soaking his dick. The squishing sounds you made as he continued to fuck you. Some of your cum dribbling down the sides of his shaft.

Overstimulated you squeezed around him. He squeezed around him one last time before he spilled. He coaxed your inside your cum mixing with his. He road out both your highs before he slowly pulled out. "Fuck," you cursed head falling onto your pillow. You looked up at him. He was kneeling on your bed, naked and glistening. His chest rose up and down, lips parted and high sticking to his forehead. The sight itself was enough to have you soaked again.

Jisung turned to you lovingly. He moved beside you placing a kiss on your lips. "I'll go get a towel," he said. But you pulled his arm stopping him. You smiled sitting up from your bed. You leaned closer to his lips. "Or we could just take a shower," you teased. He nodded scouting you up in his arms. "We can do that too," he said placing a gentle kiss on your nose before he carried you into the bathroom.

"I love you," he said as he lay next to you in bed. You smiled at him both of you naked under the soft covers holding each other in a warm embrace.

"I love you," you said back a smile on both your lips and in your eyes. You have found not only your friend but your person. Jisung understood you and loved you no matter how ugly life got. No matter what you did in your past or future. You saw him and he saw you. He wasn't a loser to you. He was someone you loved.

He felt honored to be loved by you. Someone he'd loved from afar for so long had finally seen him.

Took you long enough.

Two Years Later.

Just after finalizing your divorce with Johnny Jisung waited in the car as you stood outside the prison Ten currently sat in. You had sent him a letter two years ago but never came to meet in person. The letter told him how upset you were at him but wanted to hear his side of things.

You walked inside with a police officer by your side. You walked into a room with a chair. behind a desk. Ten sat at the other side. You felt nervous in the days leading up to now. However, with Ten sitting across from you it didn't feel as bad anymore.

"I got your letter," he said peeling the paint on the desk. “I was wondering when you’d finally show,” as he spoke he refused to look into your eyes. You sighed looking at him.

“I just want to know why,” you said still a bit of pain in your voice. "Why did you send my father the video?" you asked.

He lifted his head slightly. “Does Jisung know you here?” He asked. You nodded your head. Ten lightly scoffed a smile on his lips.

“I was angry,” he said. “And jealous,” he said the words just slipped from his tongue so easily. “I knew you loved me Ten but was it all worth it?” You asked. He shrugged.

“You were mine for a few days. What a few days from forever?” He asked finally looking into your eyes. You sighed wishing he’d understand your feelings for him were not the same as his.

You shook your head. “On paper yes,” you nodded. “But I never felt the way you feel for me you,” you said shaking your head. “I never will Ten and that’s okay. I’m not saying your feelings for me don’t matter because they do. You were one of my best friends. I cared for you like my friend and you betrayed me. You kept secrets from me. Friends don’t do that,” you said the hurt in your voice heard.

“Push away any romantic feelings aside I know deep down at a certain point you viewed me as your friend,” you said. He shook his head. “I never saw you as my friend Y/n. I liked you the moment you helped me,” he confessed.

“I think I was just more upset I couldn’t tell you myself,” he shamefully said. “I wanted to tell you, I did. But I lost my chance to,” he said. “I’m sorry I fought Jisung and I’m sorry for hurting you. I never meant to cause you pain. I just wanted to have you, even for a moment. I know you don’t feel the same way and I’ve accepted it but just for a moment,” he said.

“I’m sorry I forced you to love me,” he said letting his head fall. You chewed on your lip. “I forgive you,” you said. He picked his head back up, a hopeful look in his eyes. You stood up from your seat. “I wish you the best in life Ten, truly I do,” you said to him. The hope faded from his eyes and was instead replaced with understanding. He nodded head falling in shame.

“Thank you for forgiving me,” he said before you walked away. Out of his life forever.

Everyone else remained the same. The men all apologized to you but remained with crushed egos and low self-esteem thanks to you. Johnny let you go. Jaehyun wrote a book about you and finally moved on as well. Haechan goes to therapy. Doyoung moved back home to help his community by working as a tutor. Jungwoo became an actor and Wendy a singer. You're all busy now but still make time for Sunday brunch.

Yuta is still missing. But the last everyone heard he was working on a farm in Japan. Mark transferred schools and is still scared of you. YangYang is working on himself and how he treats girls. Jaemin’s business was surprisingly successful. He’s made a living selling weed even though he doesn’t have to, his parents are extremely wealthy.

Jeno and you are still at each other's throats but for the most part, keep it quiet around the family. And Si Cheng is still in China forced to work with his father. Most of their families cut them off or at least about half of what they normally got.

Chenle got better at hacking and now working for the government. And you and Jisung are still happily together.

You traveled, and your business is even 10x more successful than it was when your father owned it. He retired. You also learned to love yourself.

It no longer bothers you when people call you an

“Easy A”

You may have been the reason they all got kicked out of school and lost thousands of dollars to their names as well as a few of their titles. Some of their parents even cut them off since you exposed all their lies. But to you, it was all worth it.

If you had the chance you'd do it all over again.

Fin

GUYS omg I can't believe it's finally done. Let me just say thank you all so much for reading! I really hope you enjoyed this final part of the series. It took me so long to write this, you don't understand. I would start the chapter and then delete it. Then started again it was bad lol. I didn't know how to start or end it.

Then I thought about it and I wrote this. I didn't leave my computer the whole night. I just got to work. I told my roommate when she asked what I was wondering I was writing an essay for school. This at first definitely felt like an essay.

I am really proud of how the series turned out. Let me know what you think. This series was really fun to write even though I felt stuck sometimes. I'm really excited it's over but I'm also sad. I'm gonna miss writing about Y/n and her ruin all these men's lives.

Overall thank you so much for reading and please be on the lookout for future projects.

Thank you.

Happy Reading :)

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[multifandomslxt]

I’m just here to love your Johnny profile pic 🥹 I’m so unequivocally in love with this man bruh 😭

Okay actually 🥹 can I ask for like the fluffiest fluff you could even imagine with Johnny? Like pet names, giggles, cute moments, fluff to point of no return type of shit? I wanna fall in love with it and then cry cause I’m so single 🧍🏾‍♀️💀

Johnny Suh

was and still is the first guy to make your heart flutter with the most crony and cheesy shit.

"I want to spoil you" and he does. so well.

the time he surprised you with your favorite snacks and movie because his " baby was stressed"

or the time he got you matching necklaces because he wants to feel you even when you guys aren't together.

to him, you're his everything.

"Baby, you know I love you right? "

he reassures and comforts you without you having to ask for it.

he will give you everything even if it means it burns him out

"Johnny, you're overworked. you need to rest " You tell him this whenever his eyes become tired and his movement a little sluggish

"I want to give you the best and it means I gotta work hard baby you know that"

He feels so strongly about you its not even a joke. Never saw himself as the clingy type but gosh if he could merge with you he would.

he keeps this a secret from you but whenever you're not going to be together for a while he buys the perfume you use and sprays it on his hotel pillow before he sleeps at night.

He cries whenever you accomplish things you've worked hard for.

what can he say? he's really proud of you

and proud to be with you

with his whole being he fucking loves you.

[rinatic]

NCT 127: kinks

[Taeil]

Voyeurism - he'll never admit this lol but he gets off by watching his partner masturbate and it gives him the urge to touch himself too.

Sensory deprivation - blindfolds are his thing, he really loves doing his unholy work on your body while you can't see anything.

Choking - he loves the feeling of his fingers wrapped around your neck as he pounds into you, he loves how tears form in your eyes and how you struggle to breathe well, whether you choke because of his hands or cock.

Mutual masturbation - he likes having someone's else hand on his cock rather than his, and he wants to give you pleasure at the same time so this happens often.

[Johnny]

Domination - he can't be a sub, he will always want to be a dom because he doesn't like being vulnerable and it gives him sense of power and control.

Exhibitionism - this little shit probably likes seeing people get off by seeing him masturbate or just being naked lol, he enjoys showing off.

Size difference - seeing you being way smaller and vulnerable turns him on, he likes how he's way bigger than you, and his favourite positions are where the size difference between you two is very obvious.

Spanking - being a dom, he likes spanking and he often does it when he's punishing you, likes the sound it makes as well as how pink your skin is after.

[Taeyong]

Objectification - he strikes me as someone who wants to be used like a sex doll, will definitely tell you to perform your fantasies on him as you wish. Being dehumanized and humiliated turns him on.

Pain kink - you can't disagree with this, being subjected to physical pain definitely makes him hard, especially when you grab his hair or when you're harsh with him.

Bondage - i feel like he is a switch who likes to be a sub more, and i think he likes the feeling of being restrained. Tying him up and dominating him is surely one of his endless fantasies.

Pet play - this one is obvious, you can't tell me that taeyong won't enjoy this, i feel like he won't ask to do this except when he really trusts his partner, however, he definitely wants someone to unleash his inner kitten.

[Yuta]

Age play - you can't convince me that he doesn't like the whole daddy and little girl thing.

Role play - being the teacher and you being his little girl who is asking him to teach you dirty stuff makes him wild lol he definitely likes it.

Hickeys - it's what he often does, his possessiveness makes him enjoy marking your body, expect to wake up and seeing your neck decorated with love bites almost everytime you have sex with him.

Gagging - he wants to see you gag on his dick as he fucks your mouth, he often thrusts far into your throat just to hear your gagging noises, it makes him feel powerful.

[Doyoung]

Breath play - fucking you and controlling your breath at the same time gets him going. Sometimes he'll be a little too much with it because he's a little shit.

Sensation play - buying sensation play products to use on you from time to time is his thing. Candles are his favourite though.

Corruption - kim doyoung wants to ruin you. He wants to ruin his sweet shy baby with his filthy mind, he definitely likes taking virginities as well as introducing you to hardcore kinks for you two to try.

Orgasm denial - he loves to stimulate you until you're close to orgasm, refraining you from releasing makes him feel powerful, he probably enjoys controlling and teasing you.

[Jaehyun]

Sex in public - for some reason, i can see jaehyun being a shameless man, especially when he's blinded by his arousal, he doesn't mind taking risks in semi safe places like changing rooms and public bathrooms.

Threesomes - i can see jaehyun being so excited to do this lol, especially if it's more of a competition between two men, he'll be so competitive and want praises

Sexting - this mostly happens when he's on tour, jaehyun is a busy man and a horny one so he uses this (and you lol) to relieve himself when he can't see you in person.

Cum play - he does this when he doesn't have a condom nor wants to get you pregnant.

[Jungwoo]

Oral - this mf would be shivering and moaning when you give him a blow job, i just know he does this, and i know he's so good at giving too.

Lingerie - i feel like he's turned on by sexy clothes, he definitely likes it when his partner dresses up for him.

Hair pulling - this is both giving and receiving. He enjoys grabbing your locks while you suck him off and you doing the same while he pounds into you.

Rough sex - he prefers it more than slow sex and it's more better when he can see your ruined face.

[Mark]

Bdsm - he will be shy to bring it up at first, but the more you have sex the more he's ready to tell you about it. The idea of making you serve and please him drives him crazy. He definitely wants to explore everything included in this kink except hardcore stuff.

Oral - this is more of a receiving one, but the feeling of your lips around his cock does things to him.

Cum play - for some reason, i can see mark being so dirty that he wants to paint you with his cum. It's something i feel that he would enjoy.

Auralism - your moans are definitely a turn on for him, all the soft whimpers, groans and hisses makes him extra aroused.

[Haechan]

Corruption - that's why he wants an innocent inexperienced s/o.

Consensual nonconsent - he just wants to have sex without having to motivate you nor having to do foreplay. Also, he likes when you reject him at first and then he changes your mind by ruining you lol.

Dirty talk - he likes it especially if you were innocent, it makes him feel good that he is the only person who can make you change like this. Also, it gets him more in the mood.

Praise kink - if sends him over the edge when he's being praised. Since he can be a little unsure of himself sometimes.

[yourkeikei]

Need johhny suh like there's no other man in the world.

[tmzrkstan]

nct 127 as co-workers asking you out.

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✦ warnings: a little bit of cursing.

✦ genre: nct x gn!reader, co-workers to lovers, fluff.

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✦ Johnny:

•You had just transferred from another branch and was kinda lost with everything new;

•Johnny liked to call himself welcome committee leader;

•Then he didn't waste time and welcomed you with a list of the best places in town that you "must" visit;

•The fact that you spend the whole week laughing of his silliest jokes made him realize how pretty you your smile was;

•Got to the point where you two received bad looks from those who tried to concentrate and do some work;

•So you when you almost leaving for the night he asks: "What about giving them a rest and go out for drinking? I can show you one of the places I told you about.".

✦ Taeyong:

•You always felt lucky about the team you worked on, everyone was nice to each other;

•Even when there was a rare discussion it didn't last long, especially because of Taeyong, the kind guy you always looked up to;

•He just felt that him should make everyone comfortable and ended up leaving his wishes behind;

•One big example was that he had been trying for months to ask you out but always end up in a group date;

•Don't get him wrong, he really enjoyed those people, but on the other hand was into you for almost a year;

•Inevitably found himself way too drunk muttering his frustration about not being able to confess his feelings at the bar's table with your colleagues like "🥺";

•The next day he hardly has the courage to talk to you, but after realizing that his feelings were mutual didn't wasted more time;

•A few minutes before you arrived on your date, he sends a text to confirm if was just the two of us.

✦ Yuta:

•Beeing an foreign made him have a leg up on his popularity;

•Yuta was kinda mysterious about his personal life, which generated more whispers around the company;

•But somehow, he noticed you among so many people;

•You would been lying if you said you were never attracted to the mysterious japanese man, you just didn't spend hours talking about him;

•Which eventually caused a questionary from your friends in the cafeteria, like, how could you not be curious about Yuta, why didn't tried to get more information like everybody else;

•That moment was when the aforementioned man appeared out of nowhere confirming: "They gonna get all the information out of the source at our date today.";

•He gave you a winked and handed you a paper with his phone number, leaving behind a table freaking out on you.

✦ Doyoung:

•You were in a way the one working for him;

•Like, when he needed the product you sold he would just call you and meet with you to pick it up;

•You didn't approve of the idea of ​​a date because you might have conflicts of interest, even after he asked you a few times;

•"What you want me to do? Buy it from another person?"

•Until the day he asked to change the delivery location and you found yourself standing in front of a restaurant.

•"I can only pay you after you have lunch with me" he said, and you accused him of taking advantage of you;

•But anyways, you were already there so it would be okay to try, right?

✦ Jaehyun:

•You were sure he hated you;

•Everytime that he needed something from you he would go to your table you would get lost in your thoughts, why didn't he like you? Altough, you were intimidated by him.

•He wouldn't even look you in the face, barely spoke two words and when he saw you in the break room he'd leave.

•Jaehyun was waiting for you to finish analyzing what he brought you when you let out: "Why you hate?" without thinking;

•The conversation went like: "Sorry, what?"/ "What?"/"What did you say?"/ "What did I say what?"/"🤨"/"😐";

•That question hovered over the poor man's head the rest of the day;

•Next morning he approached: "I thought you didn't like me, when you started working here you always ran away from me, so I didn't mean to make you more uncomfortable.";

•You find it cute and admitted to feeling intimate thanks to his beauty and intelligence;

•No a long time after that he asked you out of nowhere.

✦ Jungwoo:

•You I had been teaching him something for days, and he never seemed to understand;

•Even advised him to ask someone else, as you were doubting of your teaching ability;

•But he always made a point of confirming that it should be you;

•One day, you caught him doing it perfectly alone and you went like "😲";

•When he came to you for help again you made him confess that he already knew what to do, and forced him to say the reason for the torture;

•"I was hopping this would made you realize that you like me and ask me out, but you too dumb for that.";

•A few days later, you find yourself having dinner with him, still indignant.

✦ Mark:

•The classic trope of long term friends that are secretly in love with each other;

•Apart from the fact that everyone has already noticed this;

•You always helped each other and spent as much time as possible together in a corner laughing;

•Even though everyone told Mark to come clean, he swore you had a secret life outside of work, maybe even married with kids;

•No one could take the drama anymore, so the team got together and forced you to go out together;

•When you realized there were only the two of you, you thought it was a personal joke, but Mark understood what he had to do;

•It took all night, but he finally confessed and asked you out on a real date.

✦ Haechan:

•You weren't enemies, but you loved to compete with each other;

•Even though it left you with your emotions on edge, your boss didn't care because it meant greater results.

•When you reached the same goal on the same day, you had to break the tie, this time with a prize;

•Unfortunately for your ego, Haechan won and for the prize you had to run out and buy him lunch;

•In the lunch room, you wish him a good meal sarcastically and he forces you to eat with him;

•"You so dumb, if you want a date just say it 🙄";

•"Then we're having dinner tonight 😉".

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✦ author: first time trying it here! sorry for any mistake, english is not my mother language. Hope you like It!!!

[taelme]

close your eyes, and i’ll kiss you

pairing: johnny x reader

genre: established rs au, implied friends-to-lovers, (fluff, very lowkey suggestive?) just a couple in love ig

word count: 1.8k (quick breezy read)

summary: in which johnny just wants to kiss you

a/n: got into my johnny hours while watching stranger things so I banged this out in the afternoon. Not proof read so enjoy~

“Need a break before the next episode, baby?” you felt your head lift from where it rested on your boyfriend’s chest as he stretched his arms above his head with a grunt. Letting yourself sink deeper into his hold, you snuggled your head against his shoulder, shaking your head against the soft fabric of his t-shirt.

“Hmm?” Johnny hummed at your lack of a reply, picking up the remote to press the button for the next episode before it could automatically load.

“No, I’m okay. You?” you murmured, words slightly muffled from how your cheek pressed against him, feeling his free hand come to rest on your back, the weight of it grounding you as he rubbed between and over your shoulder blades in a slow, soothing manner.

“Nah, I’m good, too. Kinda feel like a snack but I don’t know if that’s just ‘cause my mouth is like… itchy. Not literally but like, itching to do something, you know?” he huffed, and you couldn’t help but smile.

“Isn’t it always?”

This time, Johnny could only laugh. It was different from if you guys were out at a party, or with friends. Those times, you saw how the energy of the room would affect him, spur him on to joke around and be loud and playful. In times like these, when the both of you were awake when everything else seemed to be asleep, you saw the same playfulness in him, definitely. It was just more mellow, more gentle; much like the way he simply let his hand travel down to give your butt a pat now.

“Well, my baby sure knows me well, doesn’t she?” he cooed, leaning over to press a kiss to your forehead.

Feeling too shy to respond with words, you let out a content hum when you felt his hand move back up to your back, sighing as you let your eyes close just a little longer this time with your blink.

Truth be told, you were tired from a whole day out with your parents, helping them with things in their house that you supposed they always reserved for when you would come home - things like mail, finances and figuring out what on earth the doctor prescribed to them.

You were feeling a little headache come on and looking at Johnny’s tv screen in his living room wasn’t exactly helping. It wasn’t his fault, really. He’d been recommending this tv series to you for a while now, endlessly telling you how much he thought you’d like it, and the holidays opened up time for you to finally watch it (with him being more than happy to re-watch it with you, insisting he wanted to see your reactions to it). He was right, you did enjoy the show, but nights like the one you were having now were practically begging you to simply give in to your fatigue.

You were halfway through the episode when you let out a sigh, “I’m gonna close my eyes but I’m still listening, okay?”

Johnny hummed, amused as a scene of two characters kissing had come on just then, “You sure you wanna just listen to this?” He laughed, sounds of the kisses and the rock song playing in the background suddenly echoing louder than ever through the room now that you had your eyes closed.

It seemed then that Johnny had come across a brilliant idea, one that would satisfy both your needs.

He started by letting out a loud sigh, one that echoed through his chest where your ear was pressed against now. Craning his neck just enough to see your eyes still closed, hand against his chest and your fingers lightly drumming along to the rock song playing.

Your time knowing Johnny meant that even now, you could feel his gaze on you with your eyes closed, the light tickle of his hair against your forehead as he leaned closer. The woody smell of his perfume mixed with his breath that still had hints of beer and the grape sweets he'd been stealing from your bag that was conveniently placed next to the sofa.

Leaning back with another sigh (you'd caught on that he was leading to something by now), Johnny's hand came up to the side of your head, thumb caressing the skin of your temple and cheek again in that gentle, mellow manner, with yet a tinge of playfulness you were waiting for.

“Teenagers,” he sighed wistfully, “we were like that once, weren’t we?”

That tempted you just enough to open your eyes, face heating up at the sight of the scene and how much it really did remind you of you and Johnny back in high school and college. You could almost picture yourselves back on your old couch in your senior year, not seeming to be able to get enough of kissing each other that you had to practically shove yourself off of him at the sound of your parents�� car pulling up the driveway, pretending the both of you were just taking a break from studying.

“You’re still the same, you know,” you rolled your eyes, and you knew you were right when you felt him shift underneath you, rolling over just enough so that your head was on the couch now and he was lying next to you, propped up with his elbow near your head.

“Can’t help it, baby,” his smile grew, leaning in as your eyes closed naturally, only to feel his kiss on your cheek instead, “you’re just as hot.”

You scoffed, eyes still closed as your hand came up to find his head, resting comfortably on the back of his neck.

“‘Hot’? Very romantic of you, Johnny,” you teased, feeling him smile against your neck before you felt another kiss pressed there.

"Uh-huh," your smile grew at the ticklish feeling of him murmuring against your skin, as if mapping out his path as they went up your neck, “and I’m romantic enough to say it again.”

"You’re hot," he spoke. Another kiss to your jaw.

"Beautiful." Beneath your earlobe.

"Gorgeous." To your cheek.

This time, he pulled back just enough that you couldn't help but let your eyes open, wanting to see him. You didn't regret it, feeling like a giddy teenager when you saw the way he was looking at you, the slightest of smiles on his face.

"Sexy," he let his tongue peek out to wet his lips, leaning over to press them against yours, feeling almost reluctant for them to pull apart. The unabashed way with which he said these words was enough to make you shy, relishing in the praise but also feeling like you had to shush him out of embarrassment.

"Irresistible?" the way his tone lilted up made you scoff.

"Is that a question?" you laughed, earning a grunt from him.

"Too many words, too little kissing," he shook his head with a little wince, before leaning over and connecting his lips with yours again.

There was the same mellowness and gentleness you felt in his hand that grasped your hip, moving down to your thigh and holding you like that, his thumb rubbing against your warm skin.

Johnny's movements were far from the hurried, urgent kisses you recalled just moments ago from high school. But they had all the same intention to render you giddy just as they did back then. His hand moved up to your shoulder, grazing over your collarbones to your neck as they reached up further to cup your face, the warmth of his hand making you lean into him. As if that was his cue to deepen the kiss, he did, the tv series now long forgotten in the background as you let your hand come up to cup his face.

You weren't complaining at all, and you didn't think you ever would. The thought was enough to make you giggle- the way you were still managing to spend time with him, feel so close to him and not have to strain your eyes.

"What's so funny?" Johnny asked, the feeling of his tongue and his lips as he kissed you after almost making you miss his question.

"No, nothing," you hummed, managing to say between kisses (that was funny to you too, how he asked you a question but barely gave you a chance to answer with his insistent kisses).

“Tell me, baby,” he continued, and if he continued kissing you like that you were sure you wouldn’t be left with any words.

Pulling away just enough that you could grasp his face in your hands, your hands took the liberty of touching his face, as if giving you a visual with your eyes closed.

"I just thought it was funny how," you let the pad of your thumb touch his bottom lip, running it gently across it, almost melting at the way you could feel him suck in a small gasp.

"How this kind of solves both our problems. I didn't wanna open my eyes, and your mouth was itching to do something."

Johnny smiled, his index and middle finger moving your hair out of your face, letting his head hang forward so his lips were close to your ear, humming in agreement as he shifted himself, one of his legs going between yours to support himself better.

You opened your eyes, leaning forward to press another chaste kiss to his lips, almost laughing at the way he chased after your lips as you pulled away.

"I think I'm ready to get back to the episode, though."

You turned to give the tv a glance, beginning to reach over for the remote lying next to your stomach. Though there was no missing the way he kept his gaze fixed on you, his expression serious and definitely unwavering.

“Nope, sorry, no can do,” he spoke, his hand that was touching your hair moving to touch your chin, guiding your head back to face him, “I’m not ready yet.”

You shot him a look, your other hand still cupping his face, the soft skin of his cheek, feeling his strong cheekbones in a way high-school you never would’ve been able to, not with the baby face he had.

You couldn’t help but smile into the kiss, feeling him put more of his weight on you. His strength showed in the way he kissed this time, deep and with an insistence that made you feel like he was trying to render you even more than just giddy.

“Something tells me,” you spoke between kisses, “you’re not gonna be ready anytime soon.” Your fingers ran through his hair, he’s due for a haircut soon.

Johnny pulled away slightly to huff, his arms next to your head almost caging you in as he held himself up. From the way he was smiling at you, you could almost hear him say it, the flashback of how he cooed that his baby knows him so well.

Here it was again, on a midnight like this, his mellow, gentle yet playful side as he let his teeth graze your lower lip slowly, just enough to make you gasp.

“Well, lucky for us, we have the whole night to find out.”

[neo-nymph]

Knight!Johnny would do absolutely anything to protect and preserve the happiness of the royal princess he's had the honor of serving for the last 5 years. From guarding her door in silence as she sleeps through the night, to sneaking her snacks and wine while she is grounded, to sliding a dagger across the throat of assailants trying to end her life, Johnny takes his oath to protect her highness very seriously. That includes protecting her from the agony of an aching pussy that needs to be devoured before bed. He would never disobey a command from the princess, so when she opens her chamber doors in the middle of the night, dressed only in an untied robe with her breasts and bare cunt braving the midnight air, giving him a direct order to satisfy her needs, he does so with honor. Johnny is on his knees before her standing frame holding one leg on his shoulder. Her messes have coated his nose and chin, a small puddle forming on the carpet from the liquid dripping out of her. His tongue draws circles around her clit, again and again, suckling on the swollen bud while two of his fingers curl inside her. Her delicate hands are gripping his long hair, pushing his head closer to her body. Johnny loves the sounds that escape her. Her moans are barely restrained and desperate, similar to the frigid movement of her hips against his warm face. The knight moves his fingers faster, pumping them roughly into her clenching hole and gripping her tight ass with his other hand. He feels the familiar signs of her orgasm beginning; body quaking and breathing patchy. He looks up from his position on the ground to see her face illuminated by the moonlight, breathtaking as ever with her eyes squeezed shut and mouth agape, calling his name a bit louder than intended as her cum fills Johnny's mouth. Weak from the stimulation, the princess falls to her side on the bed, guided down gently by Johnny's attentive hands. He brings her head up to her pillows, leaving the sheets off of her body to cool down.

"Thank you for your service, my kind Knight.."

Her eyes are sparkling up at him, holding a genuine fondness that he was thankful he could always notice. He adjusts his pants before leaning down to press a gentle kiss to her highness's temple.

"Anything for you, my princess."

He passes the chamber doors quietly to continue standing post for the rest of the night. Boner on full display.

[luvyeni]

hiii

Can you please make a Johnny pervy one

i think this is the first perv!nct 127 one , here you go

perv!johnny who is your next door neighbor and the cute little librarian who catches his eye when you first move in.

perv!johnny who introduces himself , smirking at your shy nature , his cock getting hard when you have to look up at him to make eye contact. "hi , im johnny." "o..oh h..hi."

perv!johnny who gets to know you , and can only think the nastiest thoughts when you finally invite him into your house to thank him for helping him , looking up your skirt when you try and reach for the cup. "princess do you need my help "

perv!johnny who comes up from behind you , reaching for the cup , his cock hard against your lower back , as he brings the cup down , his hands resting on your waist. "j..johnny." "princess why are you so flustered?"

perv!johnny who makes you feel things that you can't understand , but johnny does and he's willing to help you. "johnny , it feels so weird." "i know princess , spread your legs for me johnny is gonna help you."

perv!johnny who fucks his fingers into you , stretching your hold , making you squirm against him. "s..so full." "baby if you're full just from my fingers , my cock is gonna split you open

[lilithaban]

johnny suh birthday special

pairings: johnny x female reader

— filo setting

🖋️: smut!

warning: mature content, 🔞, profanities, overstimulated, dirty talks, birthday s!x

posted: february 9, 2023

raw and unedited!

happy reading!

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"Babe, you really fit to be on Single Inferno or Love Island"

It's true though! the way he's built is definitely for shows like that hot chicks will flock on him.

"Hmm maybe? you want me to join?"

Gusto ko nang kurutin sa tagilirin itong si Johnny habang hawak ang surfboard.

Tangina naman ng boyfriend ko ang hot. Dali-dali kong kinuha camera ko atsaka kinuhanan ito ng litrato. His tattoo looks so good on him.

"Omg babes look at that man! he looks so yummy!!"

"Shet ang pogi, lapitan natin? malay mo dilig na yan!"

Bago pa naman makalapit samin yung mga impokrita tumakbo na ako kay johnny at yumakap sa mga bisig niya. Hinigit ko agad mukha niya at hinalikan.

Napangisi na lang ako nang marinig sila. Cue na rin nila yon para tigilan pagpapantasya sa boyfriend ko 'no.

"Damn, don't you dare join that shit show ha!"

Tumawa lang ito at biglang pinisil dibdib ko. Namula mga pisngi ko at tumingin-tingin sa paligid. "Fuck johnny stop doing that! nasa beach tayo hello!"

Tinaas naman nito ang dalawang kamay niya at marahang tumawa. "Okay, but after we get back to our hotel, I'll do more. You should be aware that your hot pink bikini was really stunning. Later, sweetie, I'm going to fuck that ass."

Para akong mahihimatay sa sinabi niya. At kumindat pa nga ang loko!

We surf all day long till we become tired of it. Johnny asked if I would like to join him in there because he is a surfer, so I did. I love support him achieve all of his goals. Before the sun sets, we eat samgyup and take a brief stroll down the coast.

And here we are in our room. Devouring each other's lips. I am holding to his hair when his kisses goes down to my neck living hickeys. He quickly removed my bikini top exposing my boobies there.

"I told you I'm gonna fuck you tonight"

"Oh my god mhmmm" impit akong napapa-ungol dahil sa paghalik ni johnny sa dibdib ko. His brushing his tongue on my nipple caused my back to arch.

"Fuck johnny this is torture, just fuck the life in me," nahihirapan kong sabi habang paulit-ulit sinusupsop ng kanyang bibig utong ko havang ang isang kanay nito hinihimas kaliwang dibdib ko.

"Oh, my baby's hungry. Don't worry I will. Just let me finish my meal,"

Gusto ko nang sabunutan si johnny dahil parang lalabasan na ako sa ginagawa niya. Ilang supsop pa alam ko sa sarili kong nilabasan ako. Tangina.

Nang magsawa siya sa dibdib ko agad niyang winarak bikini underwear ko. Hinalikan ang hita ko paakyat sa puke ko.

Halos mahigit ko na hininga ko nang naramdaman kong inaamoy niya ang ari ko. Fuck

Nagsunod-sunod na ungol ko nang bigla niting halikan ang ari ko at himas-himasin ang g spot ko.

"Ooh damn johnny right there!"

His tounge hitting the right place. "God you're so good babe"

"Hmm" mas lalong lumakas ungol ko nang magpasok ito ng dalawang daliri sa puke ko habang patuloy na ninanamnam ari ko.

"Shit fuck... Oh my god please fuck me johnny I don't want foreplay anymore. Just insert that big dick on me"

I almost cry in so much pleasure his giving me. I didn't notice rin na nilabasan na ako for second time. Hindi ko na narinig sinabi nito dahil pinasok na nito ang ari niya sa puke ko.

"Fuck that hole. still so tight as fuck"

"This pussy's built only for me to fuck you"

"Mmhhh"

Puro ungol na namin ang naririnig sa kwarto. I don't know if anyone can hear us doing some job here but we don't give a fuck.

His thrust is going wilder and faster now. Sumasabay na rin ako sa ritmo dahil sa sobrang sarap ng bawat pagsalpukan ng ari naming dalawa. Tanging pag-alog ng kama, mga ungol at mura, at ang patuloy na pagtugtog ng rnb lamang ang tanging maririnig sa kwarto.

"Putangina babe"

"That fuck your pussy's choking my dick"

"It's so good!"

"Aa-aahhhhh"

Napasigaw ako dahil bigla na lang akong nilabasan.

"Mmhmm babe nilabasan na ata ako"

Kinapit ko ang mga binti ko sakanya bilang suporta dahil hindi pa rin ito nilalabasan. "Mmhhmm you are overstimulating babe"

"I know, I'll let you fuck the life in me until you are fucking satisfied"

His smiled even though he's banging me so much. I can see his happy and lust in his eyes.

"Then I'll do you in every possible way"

I smiled, grabbed his face, and kissed him.. "Happy birthday, Johnny. I love you so much"